Siriel

Bhakti: What do I roll?
GM : str
Maybe architecture for a weak point.
Bhakti : Don’t have the latter so rip.
rolling 1d205= 25
GM : Yeah about that d205.
Bhakti :rolling 1d20+5= 25
OH SHIT
GM : LMAO
Bhakti : GET FUCKED CRYPT
Eirene: It was fate.
RIP
Bhakti : I WENT ISIS ON YOUR FUCKING ASS
Laindir: lol.)

GM : With a mighty motion, Bhakti hoists his earthbreaker high, smashing it into the crypt's ceiling. ...

Reminder: Italics are post-session commentary, Parentheses are OOC chat.

Party (Level 1):
Bhakti, Half-Giant Barbarian:

Eirene, Half-Elf noble:

Laindir, Elven Magus:


(GM : Alright so last I checked you three were gathered in front of the inn.
Eirene : Think I was waiting on Steiner to do something.
Bhakti ...

GM: In a room on the second floor of the inn that Laindir had just departed, a man stood at attention near the door, his features and tone as close to accusatory as they could be while remaining respectful. "I will have to meet your father's men today to discuss the status of this village. Please my lady, remain here until I return."

Eirene: Eirene brushed off the guardsman's accusatory look with a smile. ""So you would leave me alone here to fend for myself? Unexpected ...

Some time ago, a crack team of roleplayers were gathered in order to run a Pathfinder campaign. Yesterday, the stars aligned and the campaign started. I can thus begin posting game logs, edited for readability.
I am the game master, the players are free to reveal their identity or remain under the cloak of secrecy as they desire. They are Bhakti, a half-giant, Eirene, a half-elf noblewoman and Laindir, an elf.
Italics = Text written for this blog. Parentheses = OOC chat. Underlined ...

When last we left our heroes, they were heading for Ark's house after antagonizing Taris and fleeing from evil wizards.


A few precautions from Taran, an actual plan that's a bit weird, and a fumble on the bad guys' part allows them to leave the city undetected, and they make their way to Ark's place without trouble. There they meet a lady wearing not very much clothes who speaks only the local language, which roughly half the party does not.


After some confusion ...