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Zephyr steps up and swings the silver blade, hoping to catch the little blighter before it moves away.

Know: Planes: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (2) + 7 = 9
Attack!: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8

You cheating little fiend! Come back here and apologize!

With a smile and a wink in response to Zarta's comment, Zephyr picks up the silver letter opener and strides into the room.

Come now, is that any way to act in a beautiful woman's boudoir?

As a swift action I spend one point of my arcane pool to make the letter opener +1.

Zephyr swings at the creature: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (10) + 6 = 16
Damage: 1d4 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Oh but my dear Zarta, can it not be both? The sylph says with a wry grin on his face.

We each seem to have incredible talents. How can we put them to use for you?

Damnable default settings.

A tall, blue skinned man slowly surveys the room around him. The blade of a cutlass shines at his hip, and a suit of white and blue lacquered lamellar rests comfortably on his wiry frame. The leather scale flutters lightly in a breeze that has somehow found its way into the room. He look at each of you dead in the eye for just a moment longer than is comfortable before lazily swinging his gaze around, taking in the whole assembled group.

I'm John. Looks like I'll be your front-liner today.

Player Name: Justin McNeely
Character Name: John Allen Maxwell III
PFS/Character #: 82376-20
Faction: Dark Archive
Day Job Roll: None
Initiative Mod: +5

I'm in!