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![]() I am coming everyone Hold on[b] as I squirm out of the opening I look in front of my seeing the bottle neck seeing how best to help. [b] There must be another way around they are trying to flank us. looks at the opening as I crouch next to it trying to conceal my self [ooc] I ready my action, for if a goblin comes with in distance of me I will full attack it stealth check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (20) + 8 = 28 ![]()
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![]() Those things were horrid, now what to do about that looking into the hole [b]I will go inside and look about if no one has any objections im sure the fight will have alerted any mroe if there any any to alert, however I stand the best chance of getting in and out sight unseen[b] not really waiting for the others consent he makes his way through the hole trying his best to do it stealthily stealth check: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (8) + 8 = 16 ![]()
![]() I would love to try out high level play, here are my ideas for some characters. Sorcerer A half orc cross bloded draconic sorcerer, who has fully embraced both aspects of his strange blood line powers. This character would foucus on raw damage through the use of fireballs, and other fire spells, ( fire whip etc) But can, and will help out with other magics. Fighter A dwarven Fighter using the two weapon warrior archetype, to use a large steel shield in the main hand and a kukri in the off, This character will be designed to hold the front line, all the live long day. While also bull-rushing enimies around the battlefield if need be. cleric Cleric of densa, Dwarf Cleric Will focus on buffing allies and debuffing enemies and seeing to healing if need be for party I am on CST, but posting will not be an issue. ![]()
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![]() Is it possible to move with a 5ft step to flank the goblin attacking Hayman? If not how many AoO would be involved? You vile pathetic creatures and to think that most people are actually afraid of you. Hayman I will be claiming that wound of drinks my good friend and I am looking forward to it. Come here you filthy creature attack my comrad will you attempts to slip my blade between the goblins ribs. I will do attack rolls assuming 5ft step to flank with hayman, if this is not possible I will attack the one in front of me, please apply/ dont apply sneak damage where applicable and the +2 from flanking Attack one 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 Attack two 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13 Attack one damage 1d4 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 2 + (4) = 8 Attack two damage 1d4 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 2 + (4) = 9 ![]()
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![]() jeod quickly and silently moves to the side of the first goblin thinking fools cant sneak past a couple of goblins , oh well im the fool for thinking we could if i can drop this first one maybe they can drop the others. [Ooc ] hoping i can get a full attack if not please use the first attack roll[/ooc] attack 1 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (19) + 2 = 21 confirm critical 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 damage 1d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (6) = 9 if crit confirms 2d4 + 2 + 1d6 ⇒ (3, 2) + 2 + (2) = 9 2nd attack [dice 1d20 +2] damage 1d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (3) + 1 + (3) = 7 ![]()
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![]() My eyes grow wide as I stealthfully make my way back to the group whisperings There are at least 6 of them a good distance in. They have a fire inside with a decent amount of smoke with somthing roasting on a spit above it. It would seem they are having some sort of celebration. If we are going in then this is the time, as they are distracted. With thier meal. Gets behind thorfinn and unruly Well you get your wish lets go, lets at least try to keep th element of surprise for a little while Draws my twin kukris, and moves with the rest of the party ![]()
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![]() Hmm good points felix, I will scout ahead and we can go in room by room, hopefully they have some light in there at least for me to see by. I really just wish there was a way I could communicate with the rest of you while im in the room and not have to risk leaving then coming back in with every one in tow, still it sounds like a solid plan to me. If there are no objections I will see if there is anything of intrest at this entrance Stares intently at the cave entrance seeing if there has been something over looked, moving cautiously to the side examining it. . Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27 ![]()
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![]() Looking alarmed I like the sneak in plan for information so we DONT fall into a trap, as we are invading THEIR home turf, we could use our brains and not our fists, Its a cave right? Looks at felix Could we start a fire useing wood that smokes alot then fan in the smoke or block the entrance except for a small hole then simply slaughter them as they come out one by one? Looking hopeful for staying out of harms way, Or at least let me go in and get some information before we go in all half-cocked ![]()
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![]() Continuing to smile pleased at the arrival of the new fellow my name is jeod good sir an absolute pleasure to make your acquaintance, think nothing of the drink my pleasure the ale is quite good. as i smile at the odd fellow say felix what great things are there to see here i have heard strange tales, whispers really but nothing of any substance I'm sure an individual such as your self has more specific information would you care to share I'm dieing to know thinking how much information can I garner from him. ![]()
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![]() Felix Romilly wrote:
My hands drawing to my belt out of practiced habit as my map is being modified Hey what are you... oh I see my you are a useful fellow arnt you, what did you say your name was again Thinking that this fellow could be quite annoyingly useful as that would make the perfect ambush spot of even a long term forward tracking position. [Would you care to explain this to me in more detail? Perhaps a drink while we dicus the finer points of the surrounding area knowledge is power after all and perhaps our collaboration could be quite fruitful for the both of us[/b] Smiling motioning for another tankard to be brought over Dont worry about the drink it is on me ![]()
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![]() Gazes up slowly from examining a map I think the shop keep has plenty of ail for you my large and brutish friend my I suggest you inquire with him after I take a long drought of my tankard. Slilently laughing to myself as I myself purchased the last bit of ale, and I am enjoying it immensly. ![]()
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![]() Hello everyone, I am very excited to play. The tactics I have in mind for Jeod is to percive almost all threats/all threats ( +11 perception) and scout ahead of the party, for information, you know traditional rouge duites. I am excited to use the house rules as it will allow a duel kukri wielding rouge with +4 to hit and damage next level, hopefully making me a competant damage dealer.
About Aison BirosIntro:
Jared Stavros walked up the stairs quickly, his eyes scanning his surroundings. A shop in the Midlands district with an entrance on the second floor wasn't exactly like braving the Shingles, but it was closer than he'd like. He wouldn't be here if his friend hadn't given the place such a shining recommendation.
The store certainly looked the part. Dimly lit, the shelves were crowded with magical bric-a-brac that Jared couldn't recognize, but knew better than to touch. He instead occupied himself with trying to identify the incense suffusing the store, and examining one of the small paintings on the wall. The painting was vivid, even fantastical. A knight in armor was confronting a loathsome beast. The creature floated in midair, it's enormous eye matched by its fearsome jaw. The most disturbing thing about it, though, were the tentacles surrounding its face, each topped with another eyeball. Jared was trying to decipher how what purpose such a thing could possibly serve when a voice broke him out of his reverie. "An interesting selection." Jared spun around, barely suppressing the urge to cry out. Before him was the man he had come here to see: tall and foreboding, with a knowing look in his eye. A fine tracery of scars started at his right temple and decorated much of the side of his face, contributing to his intimidating appearance. He seemed pleasant enough, for now, but Jared had a feeling he didn't want to be on his bad side. "What is that thing?" "Ah," the man said, stepping up to stand shoulder to shoulder with Jared and gaze companionably at the picture, "now that is something of a mystery. Some say it is a creature from the time before time, a beast that used to terrorize adventurers before Golarion was even conceived." "Is that what you think?" "I think it's more likely a painting by a very creative artist. I do enjoy collecting such things," the man said, before clapping Jared on the shoulder. "But enough chit-chat. You're here about a very important contract negotiation." Jared gaped at the man for a moment, before the copper piece dropped. "Tavi told you about me." The man smiled as though Jared had passed some sort of test. "Indeed he did. I can grant you good fortune, but good fortune is little good to a fool." Jared wasn't quite sure how he felt about that, but held his peace as the man led him to a small table. They sat facing each other, and the man directed Jared to hold out his hands. Taking Jared's hands in his, the man began a low, sonorous chanting. Moments after he began, the light in the shop dimmed noticeably. Jared shifted slightly in his chair, but held steady. A scuttling sound seemed to come from just outside of his sight. Jared startled back, but found his hands held in an iron grip. He looked up in shock to see that the man's eyes had rolled back into his head, leaving only the whites visible. "The spirits are here! Focus on nothing but your goal!" Jared did his best to obey the command, focusing his every thought on the importance of securing the best possible deal for his family. With any luck this could be the contract that moved them up to the Heights. The man started chanting in the harsh syllables of a language Jared didn't understand. A moment later he stopped, and the light gradually returned to normal. He released Jared's hands with a sigh, then favored him with a friendly smile. "It is done. The spirits have blessed your endeavor." Jared didn't know quite what to say to that. He reached for his pouch, but the man held out a hand to stop him. "No. Once your bargain is struck, pay me what you feel is right." ooOoo Aison chuckled to himself as the young noble hurried out of the shop at a pace that was only just short of a run. With any luck the lad would credit him with all of the success his venture enjoyed, even though Aison was providing him with only a little nudge in the right direction. That poor lad was just begging to be conned by somebody; Aison felt downright virtuous to be providing an actual service to go with the dog and pony show. Of course, selling the whole act was a lot easier now that he had the power to back it up. He felt a twinge of an old sympathetic ache at the thought of the old days with Gaedren. A bump on his shins brought him back to the present, and reminded him of the partner who was the other reason things were better these days. "Yes, yes, you've outwitted a Korvosan noble." The scorpion standing by his boot stretched out, seeming to preen under his gaze. That done, it began capering from side to side until he laughed and tossed it a mealworm from the jar he kept by his desk. "Don't act like you're the first familiar to ever pull that off," Aison said, shaking his head. After years of scrimping and saving to afford the deposit on a storefront, and then more years of building up a reputation, he finally had an in with the nobility. Minor nobility, but still. If things went well, Aison could really start moving up in the world soon. Of course, moving up would be a lot easier without the anchor of Gaedren Lamm's continued existence dragging him down. Background:
Aison spent his childhood as one of Gaedran's "Little Lamms." He didn't much care for the work, but Lamm certainly didn't care much about Aison's thoughts. Aison attempted to escape as a teenager, but Lamm soon tracked him down.
The ensuing beating changed Aison's life. He experienced a spiritual awakening as he neared death, forging a strong affinity with the spirit world. He also forged a bond with his spirit animal, a scorpion living in the refuse pile on top of which Lamm left him for dead. Aison has spent his life since that day trying to use his abilities to help other people... while also doing well for himself, of course. He does have a special little place in his heart that would rejoice at the news of Lamm's death, though he does his best not to dwell on it. Staff of Spells: Aison enjoys collecting magical knick knacks, even if they appear to be useless. One such item is a "magical staff" that a traveling peddler insisted used to belong to a powerful wizard. Aison bought it, but wasn't able to detect anything magical about it. Fortunately, the staff was the perfect size to replace his broken closet rod, so he has gotten some use out of it. Once Aison gets trained in spellcraft I think it would be cool to have the GM do a daily spellcraft/perception roll to recognize the potential of the staff. Numbers:
Shaman 2 (Unsworn Shaman)
STR 11
Racial traits: Silver Tongued
Feats:
Floating hex(1): Soothsayer
Skills:
Swag:
MW Light Crossbow
20 Bolts 15 Cold Iron Bolts Dagger mithril chain shirt backpack,
Familiar:
Aison is usually accompanied by his greentail scorpion familiar. His name is a series of clicks and whistles that the human voice isn't really capable of repeating. Aison just calls him Happy. The day that the two met was the happiest of his life: despite the beating he suffered at the hands of Gaedran Lamm, it was on that day that he finally earned his freedom from Lamm and gained the power to make his own way in the world.
The name is also an accurate description of Happy's demeanor. The little scorpion always seems to display a carefree attitude no matter what challenges life may bring. Hex-Spirit Association:
Ancestors: Wisdom of the ages
Battle: Battle Ward Bone: Grave Sight Fire: Gaze of Flames Heaven's: Heaven's Leap Life: Life Link Lore: Arcane Enlightenment Mammoth: Mammoth's Hide Nature: Entangling Curse Stone: Crystal Sight Waves: Mist's Shroud Wind: Sparking Aura Wood: Nature's Gifts |