"That sounded...violent," Zero understates. "Remind me not to litter in your presence, Ko'sarro."
If the Gaki still stands:
After the indescribable sonic phenomenon that was 'gaki-meets-paladin', Zero figures the extra might-in-a-bottle isn't necessary, so she moves to the blinded skeleton and takes a swing to try and finish it off.
I bet I could put an arrow through its ribs, Zero thinks to herself, as she moves to the opposite side of the room drawing a warhammer on the run. There, she drops her bow and draws out a small vial full of a chalky white liquid.
Boring turn. Move action (drawing weapon), second move action to draw a potion.
"Before we get through with all the pleasantries, we've got an unconscious friend to tend to," Zero interjects, checking to make sure Phantom still has a pulse. Satisfied, she looks to the rest of the party to bring him back. "I can only make things worse," she admits, shrugging her shoulders.
Jaohd probably killed his friends himself while he was possessed. It won't be nice when he finds out.
"The important thing is that thing is dead," she reassures. "Again."
That complicates things. Not sure there's a way to hit it with arrows while it's inside him.
Zero takes a long look at Phantom's cloak, hoping to find a soft spot in his armor underneath, before swapping her bow to her other hand and drawing out a tipless arrow.
"Better ideas would be lovely, guys," she calls to the group. "I'm a good shot, but not that good of a shot."
Ready to shoot Phantom in the leg (nonlethal) if he makes some sort of hostile actolion on the rest of the party.
"Ehh," Zero retches at the combination of smells- -the pleasantness of spice mixed with the rotten smell of necrosis was something she would not forget soon.
"Hold your noses, and let's get these fellows recovered. And some comeuppance for who or whatever did this."
"I think we're worrying about something unrelated to the mission," Zero interjects. "Jaohd hasn't stabbed us in the back yet, Desna knows he's had the chance. The guy's seen some shit..." she trails off, thinking '...and I can't imagine browbeating him is helping.'
Sending her pause, she appends ...and it looks like there's more to wade through," and motions to the next passageway.
"It's an old sailor's tune," Zero offers, humming the next four bars to prove it. "From the Shackles, maybe even Lirgen itself," she adds, guessing at its origin. "She seems to be wishing for accompaniment," she says, shaking her hands in a suggestion of "someone else."
Zero narrows her eyes in a rather outputting snarl.
"Fool me once, shame on me...," she trails off, focusing her gaze on the approaching ghost (studied target) and calls to Jorah to "...have the Captain's wand ready..."
"Feel free. Strike down the next creepy spirit that wants to dance with me, if you would," Zero remarks, the bitterness in her voice not leaving anytime soon.
"Thanks. Sometimes the Song is a bit too much, I suppose," she half-thanks, half-apologizes. "Shall we?" she adds, offering her hand in a 'lead-the-way' gesture of sorts.
I will be taking a vacation over New Year's (Dec 30 to Jan 5). I expect to be able to make minor updates via my phone (perhaps sacrificing detail to keep the game moving), but figure full disclosure is ideal.
Zero moves to the doorway at the bottom of the steps and snap-fires, hoping to thread the needle between Phantomblade and Jorah on the teetering wight (R).
"Be on your guard, but not on edge, fellows," Zero offers brightly, trying to inject some humor into the group. "The door's already sort of opened for us," she continues, peering through the broken pieces of door.
"It seems like there's only one option, then," Zero says, chuckling to herself in hope that someone else has another option. "We'll get you home, but business before pleasure, of course," she offers to the remaining sailors. "Don't go anywhere, we'll be right back."
I've got a busy night tonight and a busy day tomorrow, so this upcoming post may be short. If my turn comes up again, feel free to bot me. (there's nothing special about combat for me. Single shots.)
Verbal discouragement never works, Zero tells herself, moving close enough to make the outline of the angry dinosaur before firing another arrow towards it.
"We might be able to get you off the spire, if you stand down, you know," Zero offers, sizing up a shot on the angry sailor. (Move action: Studied target)"Last chance."
Zero draws her bow, shifts it to her right hand, and pulls an intricately chiseled arrowshaft out of her seemingly empty quiver.
"ARE YOU FRIEND OR FOE?" Zero shouts in the direction of the misty figures, firing a whistling arrow well (say, 150 ft.) above their heads. "LET'S TALK BEFORE EITHER OF US JUMP AT SHADOWS IN THE MISTS!"
This will probably go poorly, you know, she tells herself, shifting her bow back to her left hand, just in case.
Zero will purchase two extra vials of holy water, just in case.
"Sounds like we're as ready as we'll ever be. Desna willing, there will still be lives to save," Zero quips, leaving her doubts unsaid as she climbs into the rowboat and takes a spot Without an oar. (If possible.)
"Find our missing friends, Jaohd and his team of...how many missing? What exactly was their mission?" Zero asks, not particularly happy at the mention of the word 'labyrinth.' "And this Orb of Stars...what's it look like? How does it work?"
Standing 5'7" and with a wry smile on her face, Zero brushes a single strand of red hair away from her eyes. "Zero. Here via the High Ice, enjoying a bit of southern hospitality." She motions to the quivers crisscrossed on her back. One is decorated with inlaid jet and holds a full quiver of arrows. The other is comparably plain and seemingly empty.
"I'm the Society's premier ambidextrous archer. I can put arrows through a wagon wheel at 50 yards with either hand," she boasts, mimicking drawing a bow first with her left hand, then switching hands and repeating the motion with her right. "While it's spinning," she exaggerates, testing to see if anyone believes her.
Adapting a bit more serious tone (but only slightly), she continues, tapping a katana at her side. "I can fall into formation with the rest of them if need be. Though fair fights seem like missed opportunities. Giving the opponent a fair chance has never been my style."
Player: Jeff H.
Character: 'Zero'
PFS#: 29696-20
Faction: Sov. Co.
XP: 12
Day Job: "You mean, 'next mission?'" (No Day Job)
Notes to GM: Not really much to explain, here. Swarmbane clasp, minor bonuses in cold conditions. I have a selection of magic arrows from a chronicle or two, one of which notes that it is a rules exception (+1 disruption arrow).
I also have some "between scenario purchases" to bill on this upcoming chronicle, if you want those.
Firstly, are you full up?
Secondly, I do not actually have someone in tier, but I do have a level 5 Slayer who focuses on archery. Would that be acceptable?
If so, I can be ready to go (i.e., purchases made and profile updated) tomorrow.
While I'm not planning on jumping into this one (seems like you've got quite the group, I've only got a Lv.5 near that tier); if someone else is willing to run a table in the near future, I would like to voice my interest.
