Wendice Laurinaitis's page

Tallow wrote:

Also, Ganzi doesn't start with a racial language.

They do in PFS. It's part of the language on the Child of Chaos boon.

Re-ea-lly!? Ah-eye will ha-ave to-oo che-eck mah-eye bir-irth certifi-icate!

Thanks for GMing Ryan!

Wendice seems conflicted for a moment.

"Ma-ajor, while I agree with yo-ou, that exposing this information to the public could be as damagi-ing to the Pathfinder Society as it is to yourself and Liberty's Edge, I also agree with E-echo. We just had a democratic process. You and I-I came out on the short end. Your ideals say we should mo-ove on to other things and let the process play out, right?"

To her party members:

"What if making this cho-oice is going to damage more than just the Major and Liberty's Edge? What if this also-o damages the Pathfinder Society?"

Once again addressing Major Maldris:

"Major, do you trust the le-eaders in the Pathfinder Society? If we give this information to Venture-Captain Dra-andle Dreng, do you trust he will make the most pru-udent choice for everyone involved? I mean it isn't li-ike we are going to spread this information amongst your co-olleagues."

Bah! Stupid phone!

Wendice thinks for a moment, furrowing her brow, and speaks slowly.

"Fi-irst, I want to say that I do not condone the Major's actions some 7 years ago-o. Howeve-er, with the creation of Liberty's Edge and The Sovereign Court, these factions, while ha-aving thier own agendas, have thrown thier lo-ot in with the fortunes of the Pathfinder Society. So do-oing something that would damage the Ma-ajor would damage those he represents, and would possibly remo-ove a powerful organization from those the Society can call a-ally.

As such, I suggest we hand the papers to the Ma-ajor. But not without concessions. I suggest he resign his post in order to save fa-ace."

Reroll with 5 stars

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 + 5 ⇒ (17) + 9 + 5 = 31

well, that's certainly better.

Wendice pointedly speaks to the ghost, specifically without her usual accent, as she steps forward.

"Lady Cassiel, is there something that we, or Junia, can do for you to help ease your loneliness?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10

really, a 1?! That's gonna annoy the ghost more than the accent!

Wand of CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
CLW: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Again: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

"Tha-anks! Yo-ou are a doll, Lya swe-ety!"

Wendice stands up, shaking rubble from her pretty dress.

"Well tha-at was rude!"

She pulls out her wand.

"Lya Swe-ety, if you would please use my wand for me?"

GM, can we move about the room safely?

Yup noticed that and edited thanks.

"hey-ya, any of yo-ou good at checking doors?"

Wendice starts moving up to the door of the school house that J pointed to when she gets interrupted.

"O-oh my! Earthquake!"

Wendice will ready a blast at any hostile creature that may appear.

"Well lo-oks like the shed has tools if we need any la-ater. So Ja-ay, which classroom is it?"

Wendice will start moving wherever J directs.

Appraise: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12

"But I love flo-owers! If we just walked past them and only stopped to sniff them without to-ouching, would that be okay?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26

Kn:nature: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11

"My mu-um, when we lived in Oppara used to have a grand ga-arden. Very swanky. But your flo-owers are so vibrant! How do yo-ou do that?"

diplomacy to aid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

Specifically aids Kirin and not the rat!

"So-o, who wants to check out the Dru-uid?"

Wendice moves to the door.

Hehe, nice!

"I dunno, everyone se-emed hesitant to give blood, I assumed they knew why. But if you aren't worri-ied I will trust you Lya swe-ety."

"So Ly-ya you would be willing to give your blo-od to an evil plant monster?!"

A little surprised at the Paladin, Wendice shrugs her shoulders and follows the rest, arm held out for the probiscus.

"I haven't agre-ed to anything yet swe-ety. I want to kno-ow if he's eeva-al!"

"Ye-es, Lya Swee-ety!"

Wendice shouts,

"E-echo babe! Is Pip Da-addy Eevil?"

"Hiya Pip Daddy. Your a pre-etty tree aren't you! My blo-od would just mess up that lo-ovely smile. How about so-omething else."

diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

To be fair on the reprimand, you shut down all social options and essentially demanded a fist fight, in which most of us would have been sorely over matched by the sap wielders.

way ahead of you Jack

Wendice would have targeted one of the thugs that Lucious color sprayed with demoralize.

Wendice sighs. Why does someone always have to turn it deadly?

She tosses a splash of water at the orange thug.

Water Blast: 1d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 2 - 4 = 12 -4 for firing into melee. I assume they will also get cover.
damage: 1d6 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

"Listen!"

Wendice barks out without her usual annoying prattle.

"You WILL back off NOW, or Dessa help me you will ALL have to answer to each of our respective noble or rich merchant families! The very churches of our God's will reign fury upon your souls, and the Pathfinder Society will find your worthless bodies and pick over the carcasses for loot!"

She pulls out and flashes her wayfinder.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

"Ja-ay, I love it. Lo-ove it!"

Wendice follows along with the rest, having no real knowledge of Absalom.

"Hiya La-ady Ja-ay! I love your pin. So where would yo-ou like to go first?"

Wendice clasps hands with J and smiles winningly.

"oh, and don't mind the ra-at, he's not like u-us."

You all notice an over-burdened donkey following Wendice.

"Hiya ga-irls!"

Wendice trots up, holding her silken ceremonial armor and noble dress up with one hand while showing off her signet ring with the other.

"I hope I'm not to-oo late Mr Dreng, boss, sir!"

Looks about at all the others, and notices the RAT!

"Ew! Grody! What are yo-ou supposed to be!

And as she looks away, the grossness is swiftly out of sight, out of mind...

"So Big Daddy Dreng! Wha-at are we doing today!"

I'll have my profile done after work tonight. But welcome level 2 hydro kineticist

Here, I'll have my profile done tonight.