Victrix's page

Hey everyone, an unfortunate message from me. I have a lot on my plate at the moment, and feels like I am not able to respond fast enough before the stuff gets moving. It's hard to reliably keep up the pace.

I feel that there's enoguh people here to compensate for me leaving. With that said, I will bow out of this game. Thank you for having me. It was fun while it lasted.

Here is the link to my inventory sheet.

Feel free to distribute however necessary.

Wolf, please remove me from the thread when you have the chance. Thanks again to all of you, and have fun!

After Victrix cleans up Auhkan and whoever else wants to be clean, she starts unpacking her bedroll. When she is done, and looks at everyone to talk about night watch, Aukhan anv Varvara are nowhere to be seen.

"What? Where did they go?", she looks around, and sees Sassarra still waiting with her ... thing.

"You know what, just keep it for now. Okay? We'll figure it out later."

Victrix walks towards Balan when Varvara beats her to the punch with the lewd healing touches. She looks over the room, seeing a lot of dead gnolls, and no dead companions. That's a satisfactory result in her book.

She walks around the room forcing her spear through necks of downed monsters. Just in case. With that giving her a bit of tunnel visoin, she comes back to the group spattered in blood.

She casts a spell, and her clothes are suddenly clean. She offers that kind of favour to anyone interested. Free of charge.

"Right. What are we doing? Everyone good?"

She looks at Sassarra, holding some contraption, and looking back at VIctrix.

"Yeah I can't help you with that, sorry. Auso has a way with this kind of stuff."

Victrix looks around for the archeologist. "AUSO!" she shouts before seeing him. "Sassarra has something you might want to see."

She then turns her head to Sassarra again, looking her up and down, contemplating something. "How'd you get here, anyway? An undine in a desert. That's ... Rare, I guess?"

I don't have ranks in Spellcraft, so I can't really identify stuff. WIll get that fixed, eventually, but not for the time being. I am okay with resting, and still have 2 spells for the day, if anyone needs the heals.

How's everyone looking up in terms of hit points?

When Victrix takes down the gnoll, she tries to bolster the morale. "See? A simple painter can take them down. Fight on!"

Activating Inspire Courage again

She then runs in Balan's diraction.

I think it will be mostly for bumps/quick updates.

Rounds 2+3

Victrix slashes at the oversized Gnoll twice, hpoping to take it down before moving to help the downed crew members.

5ft step if necessary. Can do one per round.
Glaive vs Gnoll, Reach: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 161d10 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8
Glaive vs Gnoll, Reach: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 141d10 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

Sorry for slow posts lately. I'll get better, I promise.

"There gnolls!", Victrix jokes as she throws her hand into the direction of whatever Bhashir is announcing. "No, seriously. Let's give these slavers a taste of steel... And fists... And arrowheads... Well, you get the point."

She starts waving the glaive above her head for all to see.

Crunch: Move action - Pull out glaive; Standard - Start Bardic performence (lingering)

Still here, just super busy this week. Sorry for being slow.

Re-Dancing lights - If there is no other light source, yes. It's a cantrip, so spamming if needed.

Victrix looks around the room to find the source of the sound. "Am I going crazy? Is the Rose speaking to me?"

Perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

VIctrix looks around. Phased by the fact that nobody else is hearing the odd voice int he room.

"Eh, guys... Did you NOT hear that?"

Victrix looks around the area to make sure nothing is threatening the group.

"Right, well.", she clears her throat. "What are we doing here? tTo put things in simple terms, we understand that there is a rising power in the area that might cause problems down the line for the recently reclaimed settlement of Kelmarane. We are attempting to assess this new threat and see what could be done about it, should it prove to be a major power."

She starts pointing towards the 'original' party. "Warlord Aukan, a fierce warrior with a blade that is probably larger than most things it had ended. Keep your distance.", she jests. "Auso, the all-knowing explorer of the dunes.", the bard continues. "Balan and Sendi, the probably-could-be-a-wrestling-team duo, but we shall see. The best ones don't need no weapons to dispose of their foes." The bard points to Throrgar - "Our man with a very stoney demeanor, Throrgar."

Finally, she points to herself. "Myself, I am the humble chronicler of this little venture - Victrix Salus. And please stop with the titles. So that's the rundown of us. And who might you be?", she looks to the people who have not intriduced themselves yet.

Round 2

Victrix considers helping Bashir, but it seems someone else has that covered. She decides to cover Liam and Varvara. She slashes at whoever appears within reach.

Currently Yellow.

Glaive, IC, Flagbearer: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 5 + 1 + 1 = 121d10 + 3 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 3 + 1 + 1 = 6

Victrix looks at the ifrit, still a little confused. She quickly snaps out of it, and decides to go help Aukan.

"We'll discuss it later. Find some cover, or come help."

She grips her glaive agian, and charges into the fray. "For the Rose!", she shouts and runs in.

Crunch: Standard - Activate Inspire Courage for +1/+1. People within 30 ft of me get an additional +1/+1 from Flagbearer. // Move action - well, move.

"What do you mean, moving?", Victrix looks at the beg on her belt, unties the strap that keeps it closed, and reaches inside. She shuffles her hand a bit, and raises an eyebrow.

"What?"

She starts pulling whatever was inside and slowly pulls out fingers, elbow, and an entire hand.

"Well, this is interesting..." She turns the bag around, and continues pulling, until a person falls to the floor at her feet.

"WHAT IN SHELYN'S NAME?!", she shouts at nobody in particular, but keeps her eyes focused on the person on the floor.

"Uhh. This is definitely not what I had in mind when I said I will take someone into the tent two days ago. Liam, is that you?!"

Bewildered, worried, confused, and apologetic expressions mix on her face. For the first time in a while, she seems speechless.

Hope you're both okay now, Auso.

"Easy with the titles there.", Victrix gets into the conversation with fluency of a spring stream ... and a beaver dam blocking it.

Once the fresh escapees are done, she continues. "You're all free individuals, as far as I am concerned. Not that I hold authority here. But we're all volunteers, so ... Yeah. We'll do proper introductions later when we're not under fire, okay?"

"I'll just stand here, being the usual awesome me, and you go get them, alright? Unless ... You want help?"

She sticks the handle of her glaive into the tiling, and lets the flag wave.

Flagbearer - As long as you hold your clan, house, or party’s flag (see page 293), members of that allegiance within 30 feet who can see the flag (including yourself ) gain a +1 morale bonus on attack rolls, weapon damage rolls, and saving throws against fear and charm effects. You must hold the flag in one hand in order to grant this bonus. If the standard is taken by the enemy or destroyed, this bonus becomes a penalty, affecting all creatures that the bonus previously affected for 1 hour (or until you reclaim the lost flag).

So I'm pulling someone from my Bag of Holding, then? Just need the confirmation before I actually go for it.

GM? Liam?

Just need to figure out the minor "breathing" part. We've been traveling for like what, 2 days now?

Welcome newbies! *squeee*

Btw if anyone wants to fall out of my bag of holding ( after a very productive substance induced afternoon in downtown Kelmarane ), I'm down.

We do. Inspire Competence + Flagbearer here.

Watching the thread, just waiting for the recruitment to finish up before moving on.

In case some of the slaves end up being oir new PCs.

Suggestion - maybe recruit a few more people? There's 3 of us plus NPCs at the moment.

"See? We'll get you guys patched up in no time."

She looks to the freshly liberated slaves. Hey, brave souls!", she jests. "What the hell happened here?"

It was not a long process, but wheb she saw the bag turning to stone, Victrix decided to toss it to the floor instead.

"I want it, just can't move it without an accident. Maybe we can pick it up on the way back."

We should get patched up. Aukan has some healing potions from the loot earlier, so that's my vote.

Aukan has some extra vials. I'm out, and really want to save the spells for more imminent threats.

Victrix shakes her head. "No way I am leaving that rod here. It could be -very- useful. I will try something. If it backfires, just get it away from me with this...", she tosses the crowbar to the floor, and throws a rag overthe rod to make sure she doesn't actually touch the thing.

"Here goes nothing..."

If the cloth doesn't calcify. she will try to wrap the rod in it, then properly tie the rag around the thing, and toss it into her bag.

Thorgar!", Victrix jumps towards the half-orc to give hima hug. "You had me ... PETRIFIED with fear for a moment."

She steps back with a smile on her face. "What was that like? Were you like ... encrusted? Or completely turned to stone?"

Balan what's your statis? You got healed for 15 HP from me alone, but make it sound like you are barely standing. Then there was one more potion.

"I mean we should take care of this petrified half-orc situation first, yes?"

Victrix reaches into her bag, and pulls out a crowbar. "Guys, I will try to remove the rod by GENTLY moving it out of his hand. I'm not planning to break his fingers or anything, so don't worry. But as I said, if I end up being a piece of stone, at least put me next to a fireplace in some event hall. Thanks."

She proceeds to gently tap the rod a few times to remove it from Thorgar's hand. Or push it out with the crowbar if need be.

Knowledges: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

Any chance to figure out hiw to remedy that situation? Is the rod familiar at all?

"Guys, if I turn to stone, please don't smash me. Just preserve the statue for the future generations."

Victrix focuses on the rod for a moment.

I would like to use mage hand spell to lift the rod and drop it on the ogre's body. See what happens to it. Not sure how heavy is it.

"Hey, people... We might have a problem.", Victrix looks in horror at the Thorgar statue in the room, and comes in to investigate.

Detect Magic all around

Waiting for the boys to split the potions.

Victrix reaches into her bag and produces two more potions. She looks at Balan and Thorgar. "You will have to share, boys. He was a bit tough to crack, it seems."

She adds a reassuring smile. "But we managed. Good job."

Victrix quickly jumps back to Balan, puts her glaive down, and hastily reaches into her bag. She pulls out a potion marked "Lifewater, 20-proof", and pours it down Balan's mouth. Then she lifts his torso by his shoulders so that the liquid flows down.

She shakes him a bit, just for good measure.

CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Oh - Not sure if we're flanking, but I can do a 5ft step do facilitate that. And if we are, that's an extra Sneak Attack damage

1d6 ⇒ 5

Whoops. Must have made a typo in the previous roll. Thanks.

R4

The bard looks at the ogre continuing his assault with some concern, but takes another swing.

"Could you keel over already?!”

Glaive: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 5 + 2 = 271d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 2 = 11
Crit?: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (14) + 5 + 2 = 211d10 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 2 = 9

Sorry, didn't realise I was in 2nd round.

Round 3

As she finishes with her spell, Victrix looks at the Ogre.

"And now, I could use a little crimson in my palette."

She slashes her glaive in the brute's direction, aiming fort he neck.

Glaive has reach, so assuming I was standing next to Balan, and he was hitting the ogre when he went down, I should be in range.

Glaive + Flagbearer + Inspire Courage: 1d20 + 5 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 5 + 2 = 181d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 3 + 2 = 16

The bard performs a quick incantation. Her palm glows a golden light as she rushes towards Balan's body to bring him back to consciousness.

Cure Light Wounds CL2( cast and hold ), move to balan, touch to deliver the spell

CLW: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6

Oich. Get better.

I'll wait for Sendi's turn. See what can be done.

"Fine, have it your way - Come at me, curr, and I will slice you into 4 even uglier pieces.

Victrix shouts at the creature, and moves forward as she readies the glaive to eviscerate the ogre.

R2

Standard - Inspire Courage ; Move - move closer to Balan and the Ogre

Note the +2 to attacks and damage, and +1 vs fear

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28

"We have disposed of your former slavers a few moments ago. Are you sure you want to go down this way? We can probably help each other...", the Opparran tries to convince everyone toremain calm.

Victrix hastily puts the two studded leathers into her pouch, then moves her motes of light towards the group, and heads after Throrgar.

She notes the magically sealed door, but decides to check on it later.

With her glaive at the ready, she follows Throrgar and the rest.

knowledge: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

Victrix pulls out a dagger and starts cutting the slaves down. Once that is done, she pulls out rations for eqch slave and offers her waterskin.

"Drink all you want. We have plenty."

If the waterskin empties, she performs an incantation to fill it up again. Create water cantrip

She looks at the oversized gnoll, and her brow takes an analytical form

Knowledges: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (3) + 7 = 10

... but she can't recall anything about the creature. "How did this guy get to grow so large? This is no normal gnoll...", she ponders out loud. She looks over the room with her arcane sight. Detect magic, please. I wiol take my time to go through the entire hall.

"And how did you end up in here, anyway?", she asks the slaves once they finish with the food and water.

Posting from phone. Give me time and excuse typos, please.

The good news is, there is good wifi in the hotel. So I will get to post. Though no keyboard. Just a phone.

Probably last post before I leave. Forum was bit janky yesterday. I think my notifications got borked.

Victrix tries to measure Aukan's status. "I have 3 potions, if you want some, I can spare two. I'd rather not tap into my magics for now, in case we need it later on."

She offers two vials to the goliath. 2x CLW potion (1d8+1).

She summons her motes of light to illuminate the area, and moves into the halls to take a look at the slaves.

"Hello - we are passing through from the south. Do you need help? Maybe some food or water?"

I know Auran, Celestial, Common, Halfling, Sylvan, if they speak any of it.

Hey everyone, I am posting this an all of my games. I will be traveling for the next week. I am not taking my laptop, but will be able to post via phone. Please excuse the slower posting rate until Saturday 19th. Thanks!

"Alright ...", Victrix comments the situation. "That went well. Good job, everyone!"

She gives everyone a collective thumbs up, and looks over the slaves. Humans?

With her glaive in hand, Victrix moves into the corridor again.

"Strike them down, friends! We shall paint these stones with their blood in the name of Shelyn!, she shouts into the darkness to bolster the party. "Or other gods you like."

Move 5 ft step south, start inspire courage. +1 competence bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. In addition to Flagbearer, which is a morale bonus. So in total +2 on ATK and DMG, and +1 on saves vs fear and charm