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Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() "Let's smoke them out." Virgil grinds the contents of the little paper tube between his fingers and throws it up to the platform above. Lob+PBS: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18
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Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() "Sweet barleybrew, what is that thing?" Virgil exclaims as he scrambles to pull a glass phial of steel-grey liquid from his jacket and smashes it on his left arm. The liquid quickly evaporates and creates a barely visible haze around the dwarf. Extract of Shield as per the actual spell. +4 Shield Bonus to AC. And it applies to incorporeals. Drinking an extract is for boring people. ;) ![]()
Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() "Well, I am a brewer by trade. It's where I learned my alchemy. There's a lot of alchemical science in brewing a good beer. Temperatures, alcohol contents, yeasts, carmelizing sugars, and the lot." Virgil chews on his unlit cigar for a moment and continues, "I once had chance to see what a museum claimed was an ancient Azlantian magical potion formula. Ha! It was an ancient recipe for sweet barleybrew. The only problem was that it was only the middle third of the recipe. The top and bottom were lost to the ages. So, I scribbled down what they had and am trying to track down any other recipes to see what the ancients considered a great tankard of ale. The Pathfinder Society has a lot of resources and information on ancient scribblings and I figured why not?" The Dwarf puts his feet up. "Works out great for me. They send me around the world on missions and I get to try drinks I've only read about. Plus, I get to search their libraries for any other remnants of recipes for that lovely liquid gold." The alchemist frowns and sets aside his cigar. "Only problem I've had thus far is that the one library they've let me into is owned by that blasted Blakros family. Horrible place. You need to be armed to the teeth just to do some light reading in that place." ![]()
Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() I'm taking that statement as an okay to bombard you with fire for a sec. Virgil reaches into his jacket and grabs a small paper tube and hesitates for a moment, "Oh, bugger all. Cayden forgive me." With a pinch of his fingers something in the middle of the paper tube audibly grinds together and the dwarf lobs it toward Tamarie. Aiming at the one just west of her so that she's in the splash area and not the main burst
The paper tube explodes into a gout of fire. ![]()
Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() Virgil scrunches his nose at the smell and peers around trying to find the source.
Virgil ponders if the smell is him and sniffs under his arms. ![]()
Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() Virgil moves up to try and shoot his crossbow around his companions instead of through them. He's grown sort of accustomed to them and wouldn't want to turn them into Pathfinder-kabobs. Crossbow Attack+PBS: 1d20 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 = 7
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Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() Virgil walks over to the gears...
Perception DC 13:
...and he grabs the little statuette and pockets it... ...and after a moment walks back over to the door to see what's going on. Heal: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
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Dwarf Alchemist 2 |HP 15/15|AC 16|T 12| FF 14| CMD 15| F:+4 R:+5 W:+1 | Init +2 | Perc +6| Sense Motive +1
![]() Virgil follows along in the back, waiting for Morvius to finish opening the door. I'm traveling for the holidays, but thought I'd have internet connection... and then the weather knocked out the internet connection. I should be fine starting tomorrow night.
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