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Vox should take like a 40 or 50 charge hit, out of the 53 total, and just pick up a new wand next game. He never had one prior to this game, so I'm trying to pick up the slack.

The youth hears the unmistakable yelp of Einhardt hurt and in danger, and he rushes back into the room to help the wolf. Without thinking of his own safety, Vox approaches and casts a healing spell on the animal.

Move Action: move 25-feet, ending beside Poochie (and I assume Einhardt is beneath Poochie) *token not yet moved*
Standard Action: cast cure light wounds on Einhardt

cure light wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

"Einhardt, get out of here! Get to safety!" he yells as the wolf awakens.

The game has been great. This last boss is really tough though!

Player Name: Chris L.
Character Name: Vox Banner
PFS #: 141231-3
Faction: Grand Lodge
Chronicle #: last = 5, current game = 6
Starting XP: 10
Starting PP: 12
Starting Fame: 14
Starting Gold: TBD
Day Job Roll: None

The youth can hear the shouting, excitement and disappointment in the next room as Dakang goes invisible and then (apparently) reappears. In a flash of excitement, Vox finally comes up with another plan of action and casts another spell.

I've never cast so many spells before, he thinks and the process of forging the magical energy from the ether is completed and the youth reaches out and pats Einhardt gently on the back.

Standard Action: Cast spider climb on Einhardt

"Einhardt, attack!" he says, signaling to wolf.

The elemental hovering in the air meanwhile, tries to slide closer to Dakang, swings, and then disappears.

Air Elemental: last attack before disappearing
attack(slam): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

From the safety of his alcove, the youth again casts a much needed spell to heal himself.

standard action: cast cure light wounds
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

The swirling form of air continues to try and slash out at Dakang, while the person who summoned it heals and prepares for another fight.

attack(slam): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

The youth, now safely tucked away in a corner, hiding himself from the dangers of the battle, casts another spell to heal his wounds.

Standard Action: cast Cure Light Wounds
Cure Light Wounds: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

At the same time, the swirling form of air floats closer to Dakang and attacks again.

5-foot adjust closer
attack(slam): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25
damage: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

The youth finishes his spell, hurt by Dakang, but not stopped. As his arm thrust forward, a cyclone of air takes shape beside the vile creature and Vox immediately turns his attention to casting another spell.

"Attack!" he calls to elemental, now full formed beside Dakang. "Not you, Einhardt... you fall back and get ready in case he comes down!" Vox doesn't even realize his giving far too complex commands for wolf. "On me, Einhardt!" he manages to correct.

Finish casting summon monster II
Standard Action: Cast spider climb

Once the next spell is complete, the youth falls back with the wolf, hoping to keep from falling to the next barage of spell strikes.

Just as an FYI, Vox is trying to summon a small air elemental and try to place it as close to Dakang as possible, and hopefully out of the way of Roudi's incoming shots.

The youth watches the remaining two zombies fall, the refocuses his attention on the vile creature at the ceiling. Knowing he can't get to Dakang within the next few seconds, so instead begins casting a spell.

"Einhardt, hold," he mutters between the casting.

Vox begins casting summon nature's ally II

The youth sees his mustachioed friend hesitating, waiting for some event or trigger on the battlefield to occur before he enacts his next move. Vox sees one of vile creatures has already fallen and takes a swing at the next closest monster, hoping to do what Arturo has been waiting for.

attack @ next closest zombie, i.e. the one directly north of Einhardt
attack, lucerne hammer(power attack): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
damage, lucerne hammer(power attack): 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

Seeing his companion nimbly move behind the wall of undead creatures that looms closely at hand, the youth draws up his mighty hammer. As the weapon initially moves back, Vox is careful not to connect with his allies on the backswing, but then releases all hesitation as his strike lashes out.

"Einhardt, attack!" he yells, and the hammer swings forward.

Attack @ zombie, flanking with Arturo
attack, lucerne hammer(power attack, flank): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (4) + 8 = 12
damage, lucerne hammer(power attack, precise strike): 1d12 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (12) + 7 + (6) = 25

whoops... That's my bad. I thought we were in the room :)

good thing I bought that clw wand

Along the north wall stand several statues, each depicting an angel or other good outsider. Some are depicted in dramatic poses befitting a holy warrior. Others have heads bowed in eternal contemplation and hands cupping glass spheres

"More statues!" the youth exclaims. "Wait up, we can't go forward until I've noted down as much as I can about these." Vox begins to sketch the shape of each statue, noting their position and stance, any objects in hand, and their countenance. He also goes so far as to sketch and note what he can about the sarcophagus, wanting to cover his bases in case their relation to one another is important.

"Does anyone know anything about these?" he asks rhetorically, wondering aloud if anyone else knows what these statues mean, and knowing he is clueless on such matters.

Just before Ophiuchus begins to heal the group...

The youth stirs and looks up just as Einhardt begins to lick him. After a moment spent petting the animal, Vox lovingly pushes the wolf away and stands up. "Thanks for coming to my rescue," he says looking shocked and still shook-up. Sheathing his longsword and picking up his lucerne hammer, he moves to stand by the others.

Next, the youth draws his own wand and passes it to Ophiuchus, "Please use this to heal everyone." Vox seems to stare off into the distance, lost in thought, and stands humbled by his defeat at the boney-hands of the undead warrior.

Vox didn't have a wand of CLW prior to this game, so he'll provide the heals for this encounter. Hopefully that will make up for him not having one in the previous games. His tagline has been updated to account for 37 charges used on the wand.

Ah, gotcha. That makes more sense. I think I'll just let Jaender put that magic dog collar on Vox. There is no point wasting a perfectly good re-roll if I need to stick a natural 20 :)

Unless Jaender decides to let Vox die, then he may end up using that re-roll

If I have a re-roll from Crypt I can use that, for sure. I just want to check something new first. The round 6 spoiler shows:

Vox[14] (dying - DC19)

DC = 19, which would also mean a base check of 10 + 9 (for the number of hp in the negatives that Vox is). So, Vox is at -9 hp?

If my math is right, then I think Vox has a Con of 12, so he should have another few rounds before he dies outright. Right?

If yes... Jaender, put that damned thingy on my toon's neck right away so I can save Vox's re-roll for a time when he is in real danger :)

As I read it, he is 1hp from dead.

It was Jaender that said he didn't want to play his toon any more, not me :)

Stabilize(DC 19): 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Thanks for the correction, GM Silbeg. You were correct, Vox should have been using the longsword two-handed

Knowing not to back away, even though every fiber of his being is ready to run for safety, the youth stands his ground and wonders how long his luck can hold out before one of the creature's devastating attacks cleaves him in two. Vox tries to push the growing concerns and doubts from his mind as he swings again, but cannot concentrate through the terror.

attack, longsword(PA): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

steve pointed out to me that Vox still has a standard action available if there was no spell cast

standard action (if available): attack with longsword

Vox's retcon action:

The youth is dismayed to see the creature stepping quickly, following his own careful movement, and so abandons his spell before it is ever cast. With a clatter his lucerne hammer drops to the floor and Vox draws his longsword.

Free Action: drop lucerne hammer
Move Action: draw longsword

The youth quickly steps away, just out of the creature's reach. After waving his hand and muttering a few powerful, magical words, he imbues an enchant upon the weapon in his hands.

Move Action: 5-foot step back *token not yet moved*
Standard Action: cast Versatile Weapon on Vox's lucerne hammer. It will now bypass DR/slashing

Einhardt takes no action

The youth feels a terrifying rush of adrenaline after the zombie's strike barely misses him. Gathering his wits and shaking off the staggering fear, he steps away from the creature and draws back on his own mighty weapon.

This better work... the despairing thought echoes in his mind. Or I won't last long enough for the others to help...

Planting his feet firmly, he swings with all his strength, knowing he is far less effective without working with Einhardt to form some odd semblance of a great and powerful pack.

Move Action: 5-foot step away from mob
Standard Action: Attack

Attack, lucerne hammer(PA): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (16) + 6 = 22
damage: 1d12 + 7 ⇒ (8) + 7 = 15

Ahead the youth can see his allies gathering around a broken window and instead of pressing forward toward the others he turns and rushes out the doors. As he moves from the room, Vox calls to the wolf, still standing awkwardly and sick in the middle of the floor.

"Einhardt, come!" he calls, and the wolf immediately begins to follow. "The feeling will pass soon and you'll feel better after you've sunk your teeth into the evils of this place..."

Double Move - Vox
Single Move - Einhardy

Barely able to stand, the youth trudges forward on wobbling legs. He calls for Einhardt to move ahead, though the wolf doesn't seem to be faring much better. As Vox rounds the nearby corner and enters the room, can see his companions ahead and the wolf another thirty paces forward.

Still sick to his stomach, he wonders how long with terrible feeling will last.

Vox - Move Action
Einhardt - Move Action

The youth runs from the noxious cloud, hacking and releasing all manner of liquid from his lungs. He struggles to take each step but still manages to call for the wolf to follow.

Vox - move action to get out of the cloud
Einhardt - move action to get out of the cloud

His stomach immediately seems to turn end over, twisting his bowels into knots as his quivering jaw and mouth spew forth a disgusting wet mass. The youth's feet shuffle and wobble beneath him and his eyes are watering as he stands even though his exact motion remains a mystery even to him.

The wolf whimpers pitifully, nearby but still so far out of reach to youth in his current condition, which makes him feel all the worse.

Vox and Einhardt stand up

"You know for a fact that Dakang is a good man?" questions the youth, but his statement is obviously rhetorical. "We have proof that this Test of Korada or Kiss of Korada or whatever you would like to call it, is a ruse. As my companion, Arturo, has just explained to you."

"We would very much like to question Dakang on this subject, because it appears terrible things have happened to those living here because have been fooled into following a false belief... some have paid with their fingers while others have paid with their lives."

"On that topic... as you said, you know for a fact that Dakang is a good man... are you aasimars also followers of this Korada?

The youth stands behind the others while Strong Brute forces the door. As he stands, Vox holds his lucerne hammer at the ready and signals for Einhardt to stay on guard. "So far, nothing has been as it seems," he warns as his massive companion's shoulder slams into the door. "I would venture a guess that these aasimars are not actually aasimars... if you catch my meaning."

"It is probably one more devious trick, told to the others to keep them in line."

"This is interesting," the youth says, holding up one of the leaves and giving it a brief sniff. "This plant is..." begins Vox, and proceeds to explain the details of flayleaf to the others.

"We should probably make a note of it for when we report back," he says, stepping closer to the statue. Without sticking his hand inside, Vox leans in close to the turtle and examines it for any manual mechanisms which could be used to loosen someone fingers from their hands, if they weren't paying close enough attention or were otherwise distracted (or impaired) while attempting the Kiss of Korada.

perception, checking the statue for hidden blades inside and manual means of activation(take 20): 20 + 9 = 29

After looking over the statue once more, the youth thinks to himself. I wouldn't try the Kiss of Korada for anything... Well, maybe with Dakang's hand. The last thought comes to him with a smile.

As he helps the others clear away the vines and leafy-growths, he speaks candidly to his companions. "I must say, I don't know what is going on here. Or what we should do next," he says with a sigh.

Turning back to Gastidem, Vox continues, "Why do you think you are able to complete the Kiss of Korada while the others cannot? What is the mechanism that makes you different from those who have lost fingers?"

As the youth follows the others into the garden, his eyes eventually see the statue of the noble turtle, and Vox's eye alight. He turns quickly and grasps Einhardt playfully by the scruff of the neck, as he gasps, "A statue!"

The wolf is not impressed.

After digging through his pack, Vox draws his journal and tries his best to sketch the statue and diligently note everything he can about it. As he scrawls quickly upon the page, he turns briefly to the gnome and speaks, "Just one second, kind sir. I just need to make sure we note everything we can about this statue..."

Again the excitement gets the better of him, "Strong Brute, it's a statue, at last!"

"Aye," the youth says, looking the shelves upon shelves of books. "Eight hours then, is it?"

"I feel like I'm studying for a test..." Vox sighs. "Let's get this over with." He is glad the group will not be splitting up, as the general vibe of this place is setting his teeth on edge. As he opens the first book, and flips through the pages, he continually looks over his shoulder as if he expects something terrible to happen at any moment.

"Jaender, was the compulsion you felt only noticeable after crossing the threshold into the room?" Vox asks, turning to the wayang. "Could we shoot out the rope and find a way to pull him out, without ever entering the room ourselves..." Before he can wait for a reply Strong Brute leaves the room, and Vox immediately begins to follow.

The youth moves to stand behind Strong Brute in the hallway as the man begins to open the door. Holding his lucerne hammer at the ready and prepared to rush in after his compion should the need arise, Vox nods to Einhardt. Just behind the youth the wolf stands in a lowered and tense position, as if ready to spring forward should her master move into the room.

The youth pulls his lucerne hammer free and looks over his shoulder at their flank after hearing Jaender's words. After casting a sidelong glance at the massive wolf standing nearby, the posture of both Vox and Einhardt clearly show that they are on edge, ready for a fight to break out.

"We knew this place was all wrong," Vox says coldly. "Now we have proof."

"I think we need to proceed with caution and get some answers. I'll use this," he motions to his lucerne hammer. "... and Strong Brute, you draw your quill and take some notes about any statues we pass."

The youth bows in deference to children's mother but then holds out his hands to politely stop her from applying the paint onto his face. "Thank you very much for the offer, my lady," Vox says, still holding out his arms to prevent the woman's approach. "... however, I wish to respectfully pass on applying these symbols of celestial silence and contemplation to my face..."

"May the Peace of Korada be upon you, all the same," Vox finishes, again bowing to the woman, and turning to bestow the same gesture upon the others gathered there.

Vox casts a sidelong glance at Einhardt, and the wolf promptly lays down as if somehow she understood the man's words and choses to express her lack of caring by dropping to the floor while ignoring the group entirely.

Why am I so stressed out about meditating? he thinks to himself, getting into position. How hard can this be?

"Light combined,
My peace find;
Calm my soul,
To control;
Woes I sift,
Catching gifts"

Dex: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Chat! Chat! Chat!

The youth exchanges a look with the wolf at hearing the Xifus' comment, then realizes a moment later that Einhardt doesn't understand speech. "Yes, Xifus," Vox calls to the boy, agreeing with Jaender that further explanation is needed before they move on. "Who is the one that made you pay this price?"

Please move Vox's and Einhardt's token to the room with Master Zhuang, once everyone else is ready.

"Actually, boys," the youth says, trying to keep the two from scattering, especially Paulo. "You seem like two resourceful and eager gents, and you certainly know your way around better than we do.."

"Perhaps you could tell me where we might find various statues secreted around this place, or in plain sight even," Vox tried to speak enthusiastically to young boys, but can in no way keep up with the chipper tone and demeanor exuded by the children.

Standing in front of the tapestry, the youth takes hold of the wolf gently by the scruff of her neck, and is continually surprised by hold much fur, fluff, and skin the lean and muscular creature can collect in this one, local area. After minutes spent pleading, begging, pushing, and pulling upon the wolf, Einhardt eventually enters through the portal, not due to any of Vox's effort but seemingly because she had stood reluctant long enough and was good and ready, or her own accord, to pass through the tapestry.

Once on the other side, Vox gathers with the others and watches as they scan the door for threats. The youth prepares for his and Strong Brute's specific mission by producing an implement perfectly designed and crafted for examining, categorizing, and documenting the various statues they may find in their path... his lucerne hammer.

"Let's go find some statues to document," he says to Strong Brute, jostling his hammer in a sarcastic fashion.

Vox looks up toward the towering figure of Strong Brute, his face mixing a look of quizzicalness with a toothy smirk. "Are you ready to catalog some statues, my big handed, big hearted friend?" the youth finishes with a laugh.

Turning to Venture-Captain Ambrus Valsin, Vox adds in a more serious tone with the smirk having left his face. "We will examine and catalog the statues. And we will help the others, as well, if they have any special tasks of their own... such as counting silverware or the like."

When the others are ready, the youth takes his leave of the Venture-Captain, to collect his gear and prepare for an odd mission, that he questions in the back of his mind if it could possibly be a joke against him and his friends.

Vox is ready

@ GM Silbeg:I didn't realize Vox did not have a wand of cure light wounds. He will be purchasing a wand of CLW for 2pp.

@ Everyone: Vox will take all of the charges used during this scenario for healing in order to make up for mooching off your wands for the last few games. Sorry about that!

"Aye, I was wondering the same thing," the youth speaks up in agreement with Ophiuchus. "The mission seems so different from any other we've been assigned. We're going so far and yet, at the same time, nowhere at all."

"What happens if the tapestry unravels while we are inside?" Vox asks the question, eying the textile art. He is not joking, though his question might seem like such, but the youth is perplexed by such an odd mission and he cannot seem to wrap his mind around the implications of delving a pocket dimension such as this.

Awesome game, dude! That was a lot of fun and the I loved the goblin shenanigans. Extremely well done making our little traveling companions both hilarious and trouble-makers.

Player Name: Chris L.
Character Name: Vox Banner
PFS #: 141231-3
Chronicle #: 4
Starting XP: 9
Starting PP: 8
Starting Fame: 12
Starting Gold: 434.4
Day Job Roll: None

"Arturo, nooo!" the youth shouts, running in a small arc to put himself into flanking with the wolf.

Move Action: move into flanking with Einhardt *token not yet moved*
Standard Action: attack

attack @ Enrik, Lucerne hammer(PA, precise strike): 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
attack @ Enrik, Lucerne hammer(PA, precise strike): 1d12 + 7 + 1d6 ⇒ (5) + 7 + (6) = 18

The youth steps silently and draws his hammer, staring at the man with deadly intent. His eyes are narrows as he readies the massive hammer to strike, but waits, and instead calls to the wolf.

"Einhardt, flank!" he says, watching and waiting for his time to strike.

Move Action=shift 5-feet north, and draw Lucerne hammer as part of the move action *token not yet moved*
Standard Action: Readied Action

"Agreed, Arturo," Vox says, nodding to his mustachiod friend. Next turning to Enrik, the youth continues. "The quicker we are on our way, the quicker we can deliver these goblins. It's nothing personal, I can assure you, Enrik. But even stowed away in a pantry they have still plenty of opportunities to cause trouble. Hell, they'll probably burn the whole place down."

"If you saw some the insane shenanigans this lot has pulled already so far, you probably wouldn't let them enter the place."

Just before leaving camp...

"I don't think she has, Ophiuchus, " Vox calls to the nagaji just before setting out with Strong Brute and Jaender. "She can't eat very quietly, so we would have heard it. But I can't be sure she won't eat him when he's found now..."

"... I'll just keep it to myself if that happens now," he says with a laugh.

When the adventurers find the missing goblin...

"What is he crying for," Vox questions aloud. "Everyone, be on guard. There may be more happening here than a run-of-the-mill missing goblin."

The youth draws his hammer and looks about, scanning the area for dangers.

The youth looses a shrill whistle to catch the wolf's attention, a moment later, man and beast are moving up close behind Strong Brute. As Vox looks for tracks, Einhardt lowers her snout and draws in the faint remnants of the goblins scent that remain lingering on the snow.

survival, aid(tracking): 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28

Einhardt has the scent ability as well

The youth looks on as his mustachioed friend buries the last of the unsettling doll.

perception(DC=27 to spot Arturo's sleight of hand): 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 25

Arturo listened to me, he thinks to himself as a smile spreads across his face. They must obviously respect my opinion after all this time. I mean, why shouldn't they?

Turning toward the gathered goblins, Vox speaks cheerfully. "See there, guys? It's all buried and secreted away. We can continue on now, with no terrible repercussions occurring for us," he says, believing his own words.