[LPF] The Road to Tritower

[FrancisJohn]

Francis dreams about the first real lie he ever told. It was on his 9th birthday. His great grandmother traveled all the way to Roughy River up from South Roughy. Everyone was so excited to see her, and more importantly see what gift she would give. The suspense over her present was justified, because she was known for giving the best presents, a title she earned over many many years. Well the celebration was under way, and it was high time to open gifts. The anticipation built throughout the evening, and now Francis was to open his great-grandmother's present.

He ripped up the paper, and opened the lid on the box. It was the most Cortessa-awful sweater one could imagine. It reminded him of something a dwarf might wear That's right a dwarf! To him, it was simply a piece of rubbish that wasn't fit to wipe his own bottom. He felt dozens of eyes waiting for his reaction, especially the twinkly blue of his great-grandmother's. Without any hesitation, he began lavishing the utmost praise on the sweater, and his great-grandmother.

After his birthday, he simply felt most awful for deceiving everyone. This negativity festered for days, but softened through the weeks. More importantly, he never forgot how easy it was to not tell the truth. Through his formative years, he realized how easily lying came to him, and it was a skill he practiced more often than not. Life became a game, and he was the game master.



[sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 18 (14 flat-footed, 15 touch)
HP: 7/7
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6[/sblock]

 

[epicbob]

Brandon the Swift

Hearing a sudden, foreign cry of pain, Brandon turns towards the source by reflex.

He also cries out : "Anzaldo! Can you find Francis?"[sblock=Brandon Mini Stats]Brandon
AC: 12 (10 flat-footed, 12 touch)
HP: 12/12
CMB: -2
CMD: 10

Fort: +2 +1
Reflex: +2 +1
Will: +3 +1

Perception: +1
Sense Motive: +6

Initiative: +8

Level 1 spells remaining: 3/4
Elemental rays remaining: 7/7

Current Weapon in Hand: Dagger
Current Conditions in Effect:
-Anna's spell (+1 to saving throws)
-Light spell (smothered by Darkness)
-Detect Magic (60-ft cone, 1 minute)
Temporary items in possession: none
Items not currently in possession: none
Items depleted: none[/sblock]

 

[Lindeloef]

[sblock="ooc"]can I attack in the direction Karra was attacked from?[/sblock]

 

[Aura]

[sblock=Attacking]I forgot to put an enemy marker in N9. Yes, Karra may attack. Include percentile roll for concealment miss chance.[/sblock]

 

[Lindeloef]

Having no other idea Karra swings at the foe in the darkness.

[sblock="rolls"]
Attack the Darkness: 1D20+2 = [9]+2 = 11
1D8+2 = [2]+2 = 4
1D100 = [89] = 89

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[sblock=Mini Stats]
Karra
AC: 14 (13 flat-footed, 11 touch)
HP: 13/13
CMB: +2 CMD: 13
Fort: +3 Reflex: +1 Will: +2
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Arcane Pool: 5/5

Current Weapon in Hand: Katana

Spells Prepared:
*Cantrips (DC 14):
Arcane Mark, Mage Hand, Ray of Frost
*Level 1 (DC 15):
Color Spray, Enlarge Person
Low-Light Vision
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[Aura]

There is yelling in a tongue that nobody conscious can understand and, shortly thereafter, the darkness moves, enveloping Karra fully. Almost immediately after, Karra feels a rather sharp sting as a blade finds her side and digs in. Meanwhile she hears footfalls in front and to the left of her as she was facing her opponent before she was unable to see again.

Brandon calls out to Anzaldo, who screams back, "Na, I canna see te lil sit!" There is a moment between his response and what follows, "Oh, gawds, the darkness moves!"

[sblock=Combat]Everyone is in darkness again (no map supplied). Karra is wounded for 3 points of damage (no save required).[/sblock]

 

[FrancisJohn]

The halfling's vivid dreams continue, as now Francis finds himself on western shore where Roughy River meets the sea. He is peacefully content as he watches the sunset over the ocean horizon. As the star meets the water, an iridescent rainbow of color washes over the sea and sky. Filled with an unfulfilled sense of longing and desire, he lets the waves calmly wash over his feet. Life is good.

[sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 18 (14 flat-footed, 15 touch)
HP: 7/7
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6[/sblock]

 

[Lindeloef]

"Lets hope this works." Karra thinks to herself. She takes a short step back away from the attacker, spreading her arms towards the attacker and the source of footsteps and mumbles some words. If one could see, they would see a vivd cone of clashing colors coming from Karra's hands.

[sblock="action"]argh in the middle of writing this, i realized that my plan isnt possible in pathfinder -_-

so 5-foot step and casting color spray (Will save DC 15) in the direction of the attacker and possible other creatures.

[/sblock]

[sblock=Mini Stats]
Karra
AC: 14 (13 flat-footed, 11 touch)
HP: 10/13
CMB: +2 CMD: 13
Fort: +3 Reflex: +1 Will: +2
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Arcane Pool: 5/5

Current Weapon in Hand: Katana

Spells Prepared:
*Cantrips (DC 14):
Arcane Mark, Mage Hand, Ray of Frost
*Level 1 (DC 15):
[-]Color Spray[/-], Enlarge Person
Low-Light Vision
[/sblock]

 

[Anastrace]

Leira Olren

Fire. Fire rained from the sky across the plains as Leira watched from a cave. Flames and smoke billowed across the grasslands, as she felt the heat against her face. She retreated deeper into the cave to get away from the cave until she reached a pool of water illuminated by some lichen. She washed her face, and sat down next to the cool water. Her stomach rumbled, and she realized she hadn't eaten in what seemed like hours. Great she thought, stuck in a cave with no food.

 

[FrancisJohn]

Floating. The halfling's disembodied head is floating across the sea. Instead of water, it is a swirly, foamy ocean of the finest brew he has ever tasted. He consumes.
[sblock=Mini Stats]AC: 18 (14 flat-footed, 15 touch)
HP: 7/7
CMB: 0 CMD: 13
Fort: -1 Reflex: +5 Will: +1
Perception: +7
Initiative: +3
Bluff: +13
Armed: Light Crossbow +4 1d6[/sblock]