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You should be able to just cross it off and put the correct number there. Any GM that asks will understand the explication and it shouldn't cause a problem. Also, if you are NOT playing the slow track, the Scenario Chronicle and your XP total should match.

Karasu discusses it with his sword, then in a swift motion produces the book presenting it to Kronk. First Level Burning Hands Chill Touch Color Spray Corrosive Touch (UM) Frostbite (UM) Reduce Person Shield Shock Shield (UC) Shocking Grasp Silent Image True Strike Windy Escape (ARG)

The scenario chronicle field is correct, it's a serial number that counts up for each scenario played for this character. :)

Karasu would be in for part 4!

Great game (again) sir! Thank you so much!

Karasu makes his save against the disease.

Setup across from Isandra with the vile creature between them, Karasu whispers something to his sword and swings in a powerful, two-handed downward slash across the beast.

Karasu Will save...oops looks like I rolled twice. Both seem to be successes though :) Quickly shuffling his feet forward, Karasu moves up around the desk to the other side of the ghoul Teppish striking at him with his katana!

Karasu tries to resist the foul magic...then slices at the skeleton in front of him!

Karasu moves up 30' and casts 'Disrupt Undead' on the ghoulish beast!

Wow, sorry guys. I wasn't getting emails at all and didn't realize this game had picked back up. Karasu draws his katana, activating an arcane pool point on it. Tilting his head to the side, he follows Kronk to the door and listens as well.

Karasu nods in agreement with Kalenth, pointing his katana at the large crypt. "The fool Delario will be in there, it's the only place big enough for his head to fit."

Karasu draws his katana and follows his fellow Pathfinders into the ground...

Karasu looks at Kronk, "Venture-caka-aptain said there were more kidnappings than these 5. Kronk caka-an you lead them up to the street?" After looking at the captives each in turn for a moment, Karasu turns his attention back to the bands and resumes lining them up.

Sheathing his sword, Karasu cocks his head at Isandra, "Which is more important? Where they were going, or where they were from? Perhaps we caka-ould finish aligning these bands?"