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hehe are we tying the girl to the tracks or are we trying to save her; hehe; with this group; hard to tell hehe

I am good with any direction we go long as I get to make my namesake sound from that Sonny Chiba movie hehe; my two cents :)

Dig; I hate dig; love nice open sky....oh; mouse <pounces and eats it up>

I cant count to 4 :(

Life can be hard; Dark Sun is a hard world; maybe he should roll up a character; might be cathardic. Hoping the best for him either way.

<= hides from the 4e_stat monster
"looks scary"

Worms; yum

sigh, no tasty morsels of game threads to peck at.

ah; I remember the old days; when I was just a chick; mom sometimes broght nice roasted worms on a stick all rolled in various seeds; just delicious.

be nice if we could get this game off the ground <hehe i am a bird>

yum; roasted worm; sure :)

well I guess we all know which character I am then; lucky me :)

Whats moving; just dust and trash and little guys lips?

checks my bow and arrows; flexes my claws

ready!

or hotdog or it could be catsup on him....

hehe maybe that is why I GIVE so much advice; and RECIEVE so little attention; am good.

what a strange way to carry your eggs; why do you not nest those like normal people do?

methinks he is overwrought by the heat...

<= hands Shenker some water; if he sees a lawn he is obviously suffering from heat injury. Obviously slow listless speach too.

Boy, you should relax a bit; step out of the sun and refresh yourself; let me fan you with my wings to cool you a bit

<= looks at Shenker critically

its weather; if you dont like it; wait a while; it will change.

Drummroll.......

I shall go through last.

sheesh; just eat your little appetizer quitely please; am trying to commune over here, squack!

<= looks around to get a grasp of the situation; where is everyone and what is going on.

you land walkers are very strange; constantly hen pecking each other as if you eggs have been stolen; very strange.

<sniffs at the land crawlers interactive interplay and preens her feathers>

<<gm? were you putting us all together, are we all together now?>>

coolness; am a ruff tough feathered creampuff now :)

Ka-Chik-Chik-Ka – You learn to augment your arrows with the force of your will.

** spoiler omitted **

<claps>

Molt; preen; coo :)

Squack! chirp chirp; (russle of feathers)

Squack! chirp chirp; (russle of feathers)

Sigh, I meant goal as in direction of movement; goal of how to find out who brought these undead and punish them. How do we find them and do this; any ideas or is not one else wanting to stop the plague of undead?

goal?

uhm; win; what is the game; what do we win; we dont even know our opponent; just these pawns; we should find the queen and cut her head off; perhaps by going through her rooks and bishops; anyone seen any intelligent undead; maybe we can question them... I am sure Azo wouldnt mind cutting off a few fingers and toes; going through life with no fingers, toes or teeth would make an undead champions life not so pleasant I would think....

Well, Radik..Aso; we got a plan? the others might need help; we gonna stay; go; how important is that chest?

Squak! Readies her bow...

Chirp, Cluck, chirp :) (what he said)

SQUAACK!

hehe I got a bit lost too and still am; thought I was doing a fighting retreat for the other party members with me to retreat to the relative safety of the building shenker and I opened after the inn fell; now all i know is I am in the building alone some how and dont know where anyone else is; doesnt sound to much like good guy actions while I am still relatively safe from the skellies for another round or two. Guess i will wait for a recap and the winds to die down enought for me to fly around and find all the party.

who else is with me in this building?

Kha-Chik retreats to the shelter of the administration building, gathering any item she feels she could use to blockade the damaged doorway. Arms full of assorted rubbish, you get the impression she may be feathering a nest.

Faindrac fires a barrage of ice into the marching skeletons, watching as a handful of the undead explode in a shower of bone and icicles. More undead step into the void without hesistation.

MalaKi attempts to ignore the impending doom marching behind them, using his monastic training to slow his pulse. Timing the elemental arcing against the beating of his heart, he believes he can guide the party between the bolts, one at a time.

come; follow me!

I suggest that before these two newly arisen abomination of nature engage us; we seek respite in this building Shenker and I have opened; and come up with a plan or wait out this episode or look for clues. This must take much powerful magic; it must be coming from somewhere and is probably not endless; every magic has rules; we just dont know these; the cannot go on indefinately.

follow me to the shelter; then barricade the entrance; come before they close; (I lead the way; but will engage any skelly that attacks us so my compainions can get to the shelter).

Ack; look; dem bones, dem bones; they reform from some foul magic; spirits preserve us. We cannot eat that many bones; we need a fire maybe; a big fire...or flee. Who can be casting this foul sorcery; is this happening all over the city; this region; the planet? So many questions lurk to hide those that must pay in blood for this foul desecration of nature!

Attack the last skelly:
claws: roll 8; 14 = 13 and 19
possible damage; 1+3=4 and 3+3=6

move action: 10ft step/flap; back toward shelter.

Squack; our group is; how far apart are the two groups? any idea?

attacks for new round;
flying claw attack; hehe sounds very japanamation
to hit 4+5; 9; ack! swing and a miss
to hit 7+5; 12; hmm; maybe she hits dam 3+3; 6 maybe halved ack.

I am thinking the part of the party I am with is retreating back towards the shelter we found; a fighting retreat; is this right?

my next round claw attacks; 7; ack; 13 +5; 12 and 18 to hit.
Damage if hit; 2+3 and 3+3 = 5 and 6; five step flap back to shelter.

well; I am all jazzed up on barkskin and enhanced claw; so I rip into the skellies; to protect my clutch of comrades :) I keep hearding them with words toward our new shelter; and calling out for any of our other companions nearby

do I get two strikes with claws; I forget the 3.5 rules on natural attacks; will just roll them; use one or two if applicable.

attack roll 16 and 13; with BA; str; and magic; +5; so 21 and 18; +2 str +1 magic to damage; so +3.

am trying to find my Dark Sun Dragon to find out how much damage they do; dont have my copy of issue 319 on hand; can somebody remind me the claw damage for is bird types?

gm; you can just roll my damage if you like; no biggie. With Barkskin; my ac should be 21 at the moment.

I will go now for the rest of our companions; how this doorway and building Aso, please find something to beat on that can help direct us in this storm. Agreed?

Then I head out to return with the party.

survival 20 wow natural +8; 28
Listen 6 hehe must have sand in my ears; +5 and my elf sight? 11
spot; 16 +9; 25
couple more d20 rolls if needed, 14, 17, 11

if its been 3 rounds; I think I have taken 3pts of damage; plus one early d3. This is due to my armor, natural armor; barkskin, and survival skill at surviving inclement weather. Is this correct?

when moving I will call out to the group and emit very large cawing shreeks that hawks sometimes do; hopefully it will draw the group near and I can lead them to the newly found shelter.

Fearing his party not being close by; I scratch the lock and pound the door even harder; I shout:
"We must get this door open; then I will seek our lost companions as the spirits shield me somewhat from this storm"

Squack; Chirp; SCREEEACCHHH!!!

where are the others; open door open scratch you; argh! Chirp!

str roll18+2 20

enhanced claws
roll to hit door; 11+6 = 17 first claw
roll to hit door; 15+6-5?=16 second claw
damage; 4+2+1 = 7 damage 3+2+1 = 6

"spirits preserve us"

gm; how many rounds have we been in the storm?

I too attack the door