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thejeff wrote:
Much like you couldn't really have an African-American analogue without the slave trade and slavery. You can have African analogues, certainly, like you could have Native American analogues of various kinds.

I looked at Sargava with an eye towards making it a more Haiti-like colonial/post-colonial nation and setting for an Age of Worms game, but I gave it up because Sargava's actually really close to being Ira Berlin's Atlantic Littoral: the Game. (To the point that I suspect someone at Paizo read Many Thousands Gone.) It didn't make sense to change that into a New World slave society.

And also I study American slavery so my rendition of a slave society is probably way too dark and real world uncomfortable to be much fun in a game. I try not to talk to a friend about it anymore because I was giving him nightmares.


Gay Male Inhuman
Chotka, Last of the Blackeyes wrote:
"I am Chotka. What sort of pests? If you need things killed, I think I know just the man for the job," Chotka looked back toward where Groomahk waited and smiled. "Our main purpose is to find a man who came down here a few days ago. If you have information on him, you would have our thanks."

"The man, yes," Sef said. "And the woman. You want to hear, yes? I tell when the pests die. Pests are shorter than your short ones," She held her hand about two feet off the floor. "Ears like bats, many teeth, orange eyes."

K: Nature DC 11:
Sef speaks of foul spirits, gremlins born from the corruption of civilization. The soul quails at fixed walls pressed close and sloughs off parts of itself against them. They gather in pain and hate in the bodies of bats, turning them to things in the shape of people and bent on enraging all. They move things so they are lost and strike to madden so to provoke chase, leading their prey into traps.

They gather around the sleeping and dance in a ring, stealing strength, sight, and seed from those within for their feasts.


Gay Male Inhuman
Chotka, Last of the Blackeyes wrote:
Chotka nodded at Rikal's warning. "Leupel, first, an apology. My friend is wary of strangers in the dark, as we've seen only danger since coming here. Because of that, we do not wish to be separated. If you wish, this one," Chotka patted Groomahk on the shoulder, "can stay outside while we speak to your chief."

"Better he stays. Sef-the-chief hates loud things," Leupel said.

So there are three of you. Leupel would like that scary psycho Groomahk to stay back. Izzak will stay with him. In the interest of keeping on, I'll call two of six close enough to half. :)

The sworn band bounded down to the floor, bringing the distant end of the cavern into their sight. At the far east stood a smooth wall of gray metal, its faced pitted and flame-scarred but unbroken. Almost a man's height off the ground, the metal opened in a perfectly round mouth.

Leupel led the remainder of the sworn band up a passage to the north, under another ledge, to a cramped cave where another hut stood beside a pile of metal debris. There stood another skulk, who likewise spoke with a slightly feminine voice.

"Welcome, Skyseers. I am Sef-the-chief. You have come for the metal things, yes? We have many metal things." She produced a vial that seemed to hold more of the shimmering blood of metal. "I will give them to you and give you the freedom of our caves, yes? Or stories. You come for stories, yes? We have stories. I will give them, yes? But things and breath cost, yes? Pests have taken the caves near. They come and steal. Give us their lives, yes?"

Sef wants a trade. You get safe passage, some loot, and she'll answer your questions. You kill her enemies.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:

Groomahk grunts and snarls at the cave-creature. Then he leeps to the ground

[dice=flavor-texted climb]1d20+5

Is Groo staying as bid or coming along?


So ok, Slavery in the American West was...a thing. It's not bad exactly, but there's some grating posturing that gets in the way of the argument. Particularly as Morrison usually couches it in terms of historians being in the tank for the abolitionists which is both not remotely true and calls a bit of attention to how he's very much in the tank for the prewar Democracy. It's really a book about the party and how slavery in the territories wrecks it. There are some valuable insights, but he's basically not interested in the Whigs at all even when the same issue is cooking them. He doesn't go blundering generation, but I smell a bit of subtext and the Michael Holt citations at the back don't help. Sure Morrison wrote in the 90s before Holt really let fly, but I've read Holt calling himself a member of the school back in the Seventies.

Which is a shame because Holt's a badass historian and major figure in the Whig reassessment that's been ongoing for about twenty years. It's not just that he wrote the book on the party, though he did, and thus everyone's got to cite him. I've never heard a bad word about that book, except that Holt's a dry writer and it's really, really, really long. His Civil War causation argument is just s@@& and everybody knows it except him. Frankly, there's a nasty undertone to the whole thing.

Naturally, Holt's been on my list for a while but I've only ever read excerpts. Not looking forward to The Rise and Fall of the American Whig Party. More than nine hundred pages of tiny text, before the endnotes.

Anyway, a while back I was complaining that there are no good books about the Caning of Charles Sumner. I'm sure it's treated well in his biographies, but I try to stay away from biography for the most part and the Sumner biography is apparently quite hostile to him. I picked up Stephen Puleo's book and put it right back down because he doesn't even do minimal scholarly due diligence. Ordered up a collection of primary sources that's often cited. I'm sure that's fine, but it's not what I picked up next. I grabbed Williamjames Hoffer's The Caning of Charles Sumner based on the one academic review it had, which was mixed.

It's not bad? There are no citations except for direct quotes, which is tremendously unhelpful. It's also pitched clearly at the APUSH/US History survey supplemental reading market. It engages with scholarship it doesn't cite, which is just annoying. It also leans on some creaky arguments in older scholarship despite being written in the Obama years, though not critically so. But there's not a lot of there there. It might be a good first book on some of the things it touches, particularly honor culture, but I feel like I could have just read the sources and gotten all that.

From there I decided it was time to hit some of the books I see a lot in Early Republic footnotes. First up is Kaminksi's A Necessary Evil? Slavery and the Debate Over the Constitution. It's a collection of source documents with brief editorial introductions. I'm about a third of the way through and I have a few complaints:

1) The documents are incredibly dry. Not his fault, but damn.
2) The selections are frequently repetitive. The introduction summarizes the argument and then the docs state it. Can't help that. But do we need four or five letters making identical points?
3) If the goal of having many letters is to show the extent to which ideas were held, then the selection of documents undermines it. A large section of one chapter is just a series of letters from the Quaker brother of a Rhode Island slave trader. (Moses Brown, of the Brown University Browns.)

But I'll manage. I may demote this to reading five or ten pages a day and pick up another book for my proper reading.

On tap:
Finkelman's Slavery and the Founders: Race and Liberty in the Age of Jefferson. When it came out in the 90s, reviews were very mixed but its star has risen considerably since. To give you an idea, negative reviewers usually included lines to the effect of "At least he didn't bring that Sally Hemings nonsense into it!"

Cooper's Liberty and Slavery: Southern Politics to 1860, which looks heavily concentrated on the beginning of that span but maybe he'll prove me wrong. Cooper is cited a lot, so I wonder what he'll have to offer that Freehling didn't. I suspect I probably want his The South and the Politics of Slavery 1828-1856 more. I'll get there eventually.


Gay Male Inhuman
Samnell wrote:
Theran, Clan Silverlight wrote:
"If it doesn't go off right, that would make it an unsuccessful assassination." he notes with an odd expression. "Do you have what it takes to make a failed bomb?"
"Failed so it doesn't blow up in your pocket or hand too? Same problem as making it go off later on time."

Absent a bomb, you could do something like set fire to the tents or otherwise draw eyes.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:

Groomahk smirked and pounded his chest. Confident that he had well and truly cowed the weakling, he stomped forward, and roughly grabbed the gray-one's arm. He needed to take it to the war chief.

When he approaches the sworn band, he grunts in recognition, and pounds his chest.
SuvwI'! qalegh!

He bares his teeth and grunts again before tossing the cave-creature to Chotka's feet

veS ra'wI'! DIS-roQ So' neH Hurgh tu' groomahk!

** spoiler omitted **

Groomahk is like 30 feet from Leupel and ten feet up on a ledge. Does he want to jump down and go fetch her?


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:
Groomahk snarls at the gray-skin and holds his axe high. He does not strike, for it makes no sign of war, but speaks the bird-twitters of the soft ones. Instead he roars in challenge, tensing his thews and baring his might tusks and bone-beak.

Leupel threw her hands still further clear of her blade, "Or whatever you want!"

She's intimidated for how long?: 1d4 ⇒ 1 10 minutes.


Gay Male Inhuman

I have the feeling Groomahk is going to be the party's trap finder. *pulls back bloody stump* "Trap disarmed!"

The sworn band retrace their steps again, coming to the rubble and turning southeast. They shortly find themselves on the edge of a vast chamber. The ceiling rises thirty feet above. They stand on a ledge, ten feet above the floor. Below four ramshackle huts of hide, heavy metal strips, and some kind of wood or leaf share the floor with a dark pit. The cavern reaches out to the east past the limit of Groomahk's vision.

Groomahk has only a moment to behold the cave before an androgynous figure suddenly melts out of the southern wall, near the pit. It emerges first ghostly, with the stone visible through it, before resolving into a gray-skinned, hairless form with a blade at its waist. Both hands are held clear of the steel.

The creature called out with a slightly feminine voice, speaking highly-accented Hallit, "You there, come down. I am Leupel. An offer: Choose half of your number. They come with me and speak with Sef-the-chief. Others stay here."

Kn (local) DC 11:
Leupel is a skulk. Ages past, something stole their shadows and made them into what they are now: craven murderers who easily fade from the eye. But their fear can be their master. They shrink from battle with those who show strength.

Rules stuff:

??: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (7) + 18 = 25

Chotka: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2
Groomahk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (18) + 5 = 23
Izzak: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Karek: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
Owen: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20
Rikal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6

Whistles innocently.


Gay Male Inhuman
Caitlyn Weissman wrote:
I came across this today, an unofficial pathfinder conversation. Might be of interest.

I'm happy with just using the 3.5 prestige classes and such, but if anybody wants to try something from that I'll look 'em over.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:
Groomahk would say press on, but he also wanted to jump into a bunch of brown mold... So y'know, he's not really playing with a full deck.

The mold is lonely for you. Please call soon.


Gay Male Inhuman
Theran, Clan Silverlight wrote:
"If it doesn't go off right, that would make it an unsuccessful assassination." he notes with an odd expression. "Do you have what it takes to make a failed bomb?"

"Failed so it doesn't blow up in your pocket or hand too? Same problem as making it go off later on time."


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 5
Thistletorp swung around behind the last draconian and stabbed it. The creature fell, spraying him with still more acid. With its fall, only Toede and the wyvern remained.

"Fly, damn you! Fly! Fly or Verminaard will use you for boots!" Toede shouted at the wyvern, which continued its turn undeterred.

The wyvern is 180 feet up. Jakun is 30 feet away from it.

Rules Stuff:
Thistle needs a full attack action to get the extra haste attack, but the first one kills the drac anyway.

Acid: 1d6 ⇒ 6

Intimidate: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (4) + 11 = 15 he's not buying it

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Jakun is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman
Karek Redhand wrote:
Did they scream and writhe in agony as they burned? It's just not as good if there's no agony.

I am sorry to say that they did not. These aren't the good kind of halflings that just scream and scream and do sexy dances.


Gay Male Inhuman
Ljos wrote:
Ljos considers a moment, "I'm not the best at sneaking around, but I may have a distinct advantage here." His golden eyes flash as he smiles, the pointed teeth of a carnivore showing through. "I like where your thoughts take you Steave, but if we want the enemy commanders to be fighting each other a successful assassination isn't the best option. And the tieflings and their demonic masters will have an advantage pre-dawn with their darksight." Ljos looks in the direction of the enemy for a moment, pondering, "I could just walk in easily enough, they probably won't stop of tiefling... Othirubo, could you build a bomb on a delayed fuse? Something I can plant and leave and goes off after say, two minutes? And do we have any recovered enemy holy symbols?"

Othirubo considered it, "I'd need a lab, supplies, and a few days for anything that reliable. Fast is easy. Slow's the problem. Delicate work, unless you don't care if it goes off at all."


Gay Male Inhuman
Rikal Elkhorn wrote:

[dice=Survival]1d20+4

"They are likely too small to do any harm to us. However, the foolish warrior does not survive long in battle. If anyone carries torches, we could use them to light this mold on fire and burn it that way."

Izzak put his torch to work and burned away the fungus. It took some time with the damp, but eventually the flames told of three dead halflings. They looked not long deceased, despite the growth over their bodies.

Loot:
And one of them has a 55gp agate.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:
Groomahk leaps upon the shore, carried by his mighty thews. He lets the cold water run from his body. He cares nothing for the cold or heat! He will warm himself with the blood of his enemies! His bone-beak is at hand, and he seethes with battle-lust

Nothing raced forward to meet Groomahk's challenge.


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 4
Mittens lowered his head and charged, horns first. They carried the draconian off its feet and into the air. It dissolved above Mittens, spraying him with acid.

Round 5
High above, the wyvern banked into a wide turn, swinging on an arc that would take it back toward Jakun.

"No! You dumb beast! No! Toede screamed. "We have the princess! She's worth enough to give you a horde! Verminaard will kill us both!"

The wyvern is 180 feet up. Jakun is 30 feet away from it.

Rules Stuff:

Acid: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Fly DC 15: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9 nope. Turns 45 degrees back toward Jakun. Let's call the relative distance constant since it wasn't trying to get away. If all goes to its plan, it'll be passing through melee range next round.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Thistletorp is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman

Water Breathing Timer: 4:15

The sworn band reversed course, going back the way they came and down the ledge. Taking to the cold water, they followed it through the tunnel and came to a stony bank. Carpets of gray and green mold grew there, concentrated around three foul-smelling mounds the size of human children.

Knowledge (dungoneering or hature), survival DC 10:
The fungus appears to be largely natural, but the slight traces of light orange mold are clearly very immature slime molds. They're probably too small to be active.

Percs:
DC 20
Chotka: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 7
Groomahk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
Izzak: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
Karek: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Owen: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Rikal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (16) + 4 = 20

Among the mounds, Rikal and Karek spotted the half-concealed gleam of a gemstone.


Gay Male Inhuman
Jakun Stormhoof wrote:
Sure, so right now is there any effect? I will put this in my profile to have it easily accessible.

Jakun's on his last day before he goes into Low Sanction (penalties) for seven days. He'll be into waxing and normal again on Day 21. It's Autumn Harvest 24 right now, so that would be Autumn Twilight 1.

All assuming that you don't get a conjunction before then to mitigate things back up to normal. Jakun doesn't expect one from Solinari in that time. He doesn't know what Nuitari would be up to.


Gay Male Inhuman

Ignore the bard. Everything will be fine. And don't I have a fine parlor? Please do come in, my fly- I mean friend... :)


Gay Male Inhuman
Karek Redhand wrote:

Karek collects the liquid in a vial. [dice=Knowledge (Dungeoneering)] 1d20 + 6;

He will ask around Torch to see if anyone knows what it is? He also gathers the disks to share with the party when they are sold.

He is curious to try the liquid, but not where we are at the moment. :)

You can certainly ask around Torch when you go back up. There are people around town who deal with this kind of stuff.


Gay Male Inhuman
Karek Redhand wrote:
That's what I thought. That and Cure light is all I have for magic. Anyone have a rope and grappling hook?"

You can always get one back up in town and come back, though you would have to wait on Joram to cast another round of water breathings.

Karek Redhand wrote:

Karek starts searching the rubble to see if he can find anything that might be of use? [dice=Perception] 1d20 + 4;

And probably injures himself doing so...

Karek found a small collection of silvery disks in the rubble, each with angular markings on its face, but nothing that would help fetch the body. One sat in a small pool of thick liquid of a muddled blue-black shade. It smelled oddly sweet.

Loot!:
7 silverdisks, each worth 10gp to the right buyer.

Knowledge (local or dungeoneering) 15:

The liquid is the blood of metal. It drives some mad, slays others, enslaves more with its craving, and gives some great powers. No one can say what will come of drinking it, but many will pay great sums for the substance.

1 dose of numerian fluids (500gp) if anyone wants to drink it and/or collect it.

Loot I forgot to give earlier :)


Gay Male Inhuman
Tallen "mittens" short horn wrote:
can he charge either one of them.

Sure. He can charge the guy by Thistletorp.


Gay Male Inhuman

I took the Moons talk to Discussion. Short version: Jakun gets his moons.

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 4
With a great burst of speed, his pulse pounding, Jakun raced through the air. He closed the distance with the wyvern, Toede, and Laurana and chanted a spell. Putting the dizzying height and tiny Qualinost below out of his mind, Jakun chanted another spell. A line of flame shot from his hand, searing the wyvern's flank. It roared in pain.

Down below, rage burning in her heart, Caitlyn swung her hammer again. The slippery acid and blood on the ground nearly threw it from her mark. A last minute adjustment born of instinct landed the blow where she meant, nearly slaying the draconian.

That draconian, desperate, closed and flailed at her with its dripping blade. The other surged toward Thistletorp, heedless of Caitlyn's long reach. She nearly felled it, but the dragonman reached Thistletorp all the same. It essayed a wild blow, knocked heavily off-balance by Caitlyn's strike. Thistletorp felt nothing more perilous than a slight breeze as the blade passed well above his head.

The wyvern is 180 feet up. Jakun is 30 feet away from it.

Rules Stuff:

Fly DC 10: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (5) + 5 = 10 it finally made one!

Drac v. Caitlyn: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 1 = 15 miss

AoO for C: 1d20 + 1 + 11 ⇒ (15) + 1 + 11 = 27 hit
Damage: 1d12 + 16 ⇒ (5) + 16 = 21

Drac v. This: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Mittens is first up. Two dracs left, both near dead, and a double move away.


Gay Male Inhuman

The moons, then. I wasn't sure what I wanted to do with them when Jakun finished his test. Then I got busy with some history stuff and forgot.

Moons & Magic

The long and short of it is that Jakun is a red-robe wizard, whether he takes the PrC or not, and so enjoys the effects of the moons.

My interest here is in using the moons, because it's cool, flavorful, and largely balances itself out, without making a bookkeeping nightmare. In theory you can plan things to coincide with the best moons, but that would often not make RP sense and when it does I feel like smart play should be rewarded. I also have a chart that came with the adventures so I don't have to generate lunar positions on my own.

Effects mostly depend on the wizard's particular moon, so Lunitari for Jakun.

High Sanction: +1 caster level, +1 to save DCs
Low Sanction: -1 caster level, -1 save DCs
All other times you function as normal.

When two moons are in conjunction, the relevant wizards get an extra +1. This stacks with whatever you're getting at the time, so if your moon is high you get a +2. If it's low, it cancels the penalty out.

All three lining up means a +2 on top of whatever's already going on. So even if they're all on the bottom of the cycle, everyone would get a +1. If they're at the top, you get +3 all around. If they triple up at high sanction, everyone gets +1 spell per level.

It sounds a little complicated laid out like that, but it's really just bonus stacking and I'm looking it up on a chart. I can just throw the effects in at the top of a new day's post.

This is Day 13, so the present moons, with their conventional phases for flavor:
Solinari: Low Sanction, New Moon
Lunitari: Waning, Waning Crescent
Nuitari: no one knows

Since only black robes can see Nuitari unless it eclipses another moon, which would be a conjunction, I'm leaving it unspecified. If it and lunitari eclipses are both new when they come into conjunction, Jakun will be able to tell from feeling the magic. Once that happens, he can keep a count if he wants.

Sound good?


Gay Male Inhuman
Karek Redhand wrote:
@Samnell. Would Endure elements protect against the cold damage?

Looks like it doesn't protect against cold damage, just fatigue and such.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:

Groomahk grunts and pounds his chest, showing strength to his war chief. eH vISIQlaHbe'bogh wa' Tall Qoy groomahk teS. tagh tInchoH porgh HoS 'Iw HIq qul 'Iw 'ej napjaj je 'ej chaw'nIS SuvwI' tlhIch.. He snarls at the brown poison. Doq 'ej wovbe' tar wej HajchoHtaHvIS jIH! 'oH vaj ghor groomahk je neb Dun Hom!

** spoiler omitted **

Is that a declaration that he's going anyway?


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 4
Thistletorp slipped among the underbrush and emerged to stab the wounded draconian. It collapsed in a spray of acid, stinging the kender for his trouble.

High above, Toede yelled at the wyvern, "Fly, fly!

The wyvern is 180 feet up. Jakun is 30 feet up. They have the same fly speed, but the wyvern is higher up. However, Jakun might be able to force reductions in altitude by doing more damage or somehow slow it down so he can catch up. Or just cheese off enough that it comes around for him.

Rules Stuff:

Acid: 1d6 ⇒ 4

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Jakun is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman
Ljos wrote:
Ljos rubbed his jaw, nodding along to Yridhrennor"Could work, way I would do it would come after nightfall though and time is a factor." Black fingernails resembling claws drummed on his scabbard. "Could always assassinate the commanders, then send up a flare and let the cavalry charge in." Ljos waves over Othirubo, "You know anything about this force? Who commands?"

Othirubo, who did not embrace his studies but did pay attention, shrugged, "Beats me. Last I heard it might be Exorius, or his goat Umestil. But there's supposed to be some independent operators here too, that didn't answer to Drezen. Could be Nulkineth. He's supposed to be some kind of demon ghoul. This line, though? Everyone says they're a demon something."


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:
does the cliff look climbable?

It does. DC 10.

Groomahk, on his second look, and Chotka spot slender brown filaments draped over the body as they peer across the way.

All, save Groomahk and Chotka, who gaze upon the dust know it to be a patch of the brown mold, a vile plant that feeds on heat. If they draw near, it will freeze their blood and drink their lives. To burn it would only spread the menace, but the touch of ice slays it as fire does natural things.

It's brown mold.

Rules Stuff:

Consolidating some rolls because I plain forgot to make them earlier.

Perc DC 14
Chotka: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18
Groomahk: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
Izzak: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11
Karek: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Owen: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
Rikal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

K: Dungeoneering DC 12
Karek: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Survival DC 15
Chotka: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (14) - 1 = 13
Groomahk: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Izzak: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
Karek: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
Owen: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (15) + 0 = 15
Rikal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23


Gay Male Inhuman

Arodus 28, Near Vilareth Ford.
Provisions: 8.5/10

Despite Ljos' misgivings, the night passed without great incident. The army broke camp in the morning and pressed on toward Vilareth Ford. The last word they had, before departing Kenabres, put the ford still in control of a modest garrison. The destruction of the wardstones spared them a grisly fate.

About an hour before noon, as the crusaders drew to within a few miles of the ford, Anevia and Aron came racing back from scouting ahead. They made straight for the captains.

"Enemies have taken the ford," Aron said. "There's a huge force!"

"A hundred fifty, maybe two hundred," Anevia said. "Looked like mostly tieflings, but they're not in good order." She knelt down to sketch out the situation. "They're on our side of the ford, one camp but spread out. Here and here," she made two marks on the ground. "Two large pavilions with tents clustered around them and a small space between."

"That probably means commanders who don't get on, but aren't strong enough to dominate one another," Sosiel said. "Each impresses enough of the ranks to command obedience, but not enough. Doubtless they plan one another's murder nightly. Their lieutenants would do the same for them; their natures demand it."


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 4
Mittens knelt beside Mariel and laid his hands upon her. The power of Kiri-Jolith flowed through his hands and into her, closing the worst of her wounds. As the Bison God's blessing did its work, Mariel had the distant sense of a great, charging stampede. Countless hooves racing forward together resolute.

High above, the wyvern turned to the southeast and began to fly away from Qualinost.

The wyvern is 180 feet up. Jakun is 30 feet up. They have the same fly speed, but the wyvern is higher up. However, Jakun might be able to force reductions in altitude by doing more damage or somehow slow it down so he can catch up. Or just cheese off enough that it comes around for him.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Thistletorp is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman
Tallen "mittens" short horn wrote:
how many dracos left? And how badly injured does mariel look?

Mariel's at 26/46. Nothing's in melee with her thanks to Mittens, and those at range have switched to melee weapons. The opposition stands at 3 dracs, the nearest quite injured and the other two unharmed. It would take a double move to get to that guy.


Gay Male Inhuman
Mariel Uth Kaldar wrote:
How many more rounds of paralysis?

49 rounds :( One way or another, the fight's probably over pretty soon.


Gay Male Inhuman
Caitlyn Weissman wrote:
So you have GM, don't mind me!

Sorry if I sounded testy. No harm done. :)


Gay Male Inhuman

Chotka and Izzak led the others down Groomahk's path, finding the chilled passage give way to frost just as he had and coming to a ledge ten feet above the brown-carpeted floor and body opposite them. Nothing stirred to meet them.


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 3
Caitlyn ran forward, swinging her hammer in a steely arc that nearly reaped the life of a draconian. In desperation and pain, the creature threw off its bow and hastily drew a blade, slashing at her in a wild motion. The blade left a light cut on her hand, barely enough for Caitlyn to feel.

The other two dropped their bows in favor of blades, liberally licking the metal.

Meanwhile, Mariel silently prayed and cursed the draconians.

The wyvern is 180 feet up. I've been giving it fly checks when it takes damage. It hit the ground twice for them because it was only 10 feet up and you lose 10 altitude on failure.

Rules Stuff:

Drac vs. Caitlyn: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 hit
Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 3 No poison because it didn't have time to lick.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Mittens is first up. He's out of adjacent draconians.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:

** spoiler omitted **

Groomahk peers down at the body to see if it still clings to life.

It looks pretty dead. No chest movements at all.


Gay Male Inhuman

No love on the Bardic Knowledge

Groomahk wrote:
Groomahk pounds his chest and carefully scouts ahead. First he takes the front path, as he nears the cliff, he'll drop to the ground and crawl like the Rat himself. When that's done he'll crawl backwards until he's out of sight of the cliff and then he'll take the left path, clinging to the side. Once he's done he will report back to the War Chief (Chotka).

Groomahk pushed forward, crawling ahead on his belly to a ledge. The tunnel soon grew cold, traces of water changing to frost that reached over the walls in lines and sheets. He came to the edge of a ten foot drop and beneath him lay a cavern carpeted with brown dust. A body sat slumped against the eastern wall.

Because of Roll20 restrictions the cavern doesn't quite fit in the map, but it ends with those last squares at the bottom.


Gay Male Inhuman
Rikal Elkhorn wrote:

Rikal, not speaking the Orc tongue - yet another one I should perhaps learn - had tightened his grip on his Morningstar when the Orc had shown up. After Chotka conversed with him and explained the situation, he nodded and the pressed on.

Coming to the intersection, he again does not understand Groomahk's words, and turns his attention to the chalk drawings on the walls.

What check would it be to determine how old the drawings are, and if I can recognize the creatures?

Rikal and anybody else sees that given how damp these caves are, chalk drawings would not have lasted long. Looking at their condition, he estimates they can't be more than a month old. On closer look, he realizes that the three-legged creature bears a passing resemblance to the metal man the sworn band battled to rescue Val Baine.

Anyone who can make a Knowledge (local) DC 20:
Neither the plants nor the four-armed creatures seem like anything familiar to the area.


Gay Male Inhuman
Groomahk wrote:
Um... should we move on?

Done.

The sworn band make what arrangements they can for Bavmorda and press on with the new orc volunteering to take the lead. They come in short order to an intersection of tunnels, while to one side a cavern opens. A collection of creates, boxes, rubble, and bits of metal lays heaped in the damp cave. Chalk drawings depicting twisted, spiny plants, a three-legged creature, and emaciated men with four arms mark the walls.

To either side the tunnels go on, their floors ending in ledges.

Water Breathing Timer: 4:30


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 3
Jakun worked more magic and flew into the air. He willed himself straight up, but couldn't maintain his concentration on the spell and keep control at the same time and fell back on a tight, ascending spiral.

The wyvern is 180 feet up.

Rules Stuff:

Ok, let's see if I can do this right. :)

A straight up ascent requires a Fly check, DC 20. Otherwise he's got to go at a 45 degree angle. Also ascent is half speed, so he can do 30 either way.
Fly: 1d20 + 0 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 0 + 3 = 7 He'll have to spiral up this round.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Caitlyn is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman

Sosiel looked about. "Anywhere we would camp is much the same here. Nurah was very sure of it. And our enemy is not persistent, but not methodical."

"It's true," Aron said. "I took a look myself when we came in."

Anybody can jump in here.


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 3
Mariel silently prayed for deliverance as Thistletorp vanished into the brush again. Beating its great wings, the wyvern began to fly away with Princess Laurana still on its back. The draconians looked up as it rose and fought with renewed desperation.

The wyvern is 180 feet up.

Rules Stuff:

Percs:
Dracs: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14
Wyvern: 1d20 + 18 ⇒ (10) + 18 = 28
Toede: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (12) + 0 = 12 Thistletorp is a ghost.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Jakun is first up.


Gay Male Inhuman
Rikal Elkhorn wrote:

Wooo! More face smashing!

I think I'm gonna start taking archery feats, just so I can attack enemies without being in the way.

You can rebuild a to that end if you'd like.


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Kirth Gersen wrote:
Ray Bradbury's The Illustrated Man. It was one of my favorites when I was maybe 12, but I'm not sure I have the same opinion now. Some of the stories ("The Rocket Man") I'm finding quite moving now that I'm an adult with a kid of my own; others ("The Man") I'm finding overly-preachy to the point of being obnoxiously grating. My favorite as a kid ("The Veldt") just seems not to have stood up very well.

Is The Man the one where Jesus is hopping around the planets and this one guy is trying to catch up and see him? I think it's one of the most anti-religious things I've ever read, though it was clear to me even at age fourteen that Bradbury thought just the opposite.


Gay Male Inhuman
Rikal Elkhorn wrote:
Shall I beat a marching rhythm as we go, then? In all seriousness, we should move forward as a group as quietly as possible, with eyes peeled and looking for trouble - like more blindy frogs.

More blindy frogs? I can fill that requistion!

The sworn band gathered and pressed on, going down the tunnel to the south. As Bavmorda passed into the tunnel, the sound of rope rushing across stone broke through the party's effort at silence. Something snapped and a cascade of head-sized stones fell on Bavmorda. One struck her on the crown of the skull with a sickening crack. She fell, dead before she hit the ground.

Bavmorda's player wasn't happy with how she's working out and wanted to change PCs, so we had to do something with her that wouldn't be awkward story-wise. The tunnel is still open and the new guy will be along to join you very shortly.

Rules Stuff:

Bavmorda: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (12) + 2 = 14
Chotka: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (13) - 3 = 10
Izzak: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Karek: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 2 = 20
Owen: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (13) - 4 = 9
Rikal: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 1 = 14

Perc: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6


Gay Male Inhuman

Draconian AC: 15, T11, F14; SR 11
Wyvern AC: 19, T10, F18
Toede AC: 14, T10, F14

Round 2
"No hurt mittens friend. Mittens smite you with kori joleth power, the minotaur said, his blade gleaming as he slashed into the draconian that had twice injured Mariel. He cut it down with a single blow.

Round 3
Roaring its hatred, the wyvern again took to wing, this time flying forward as it ascended so quickly that Toede and Laurana scrambled to maintain their seats as it rose high above.

The wyvern is 60 feet up.

Rules Stuff:

Acid damage: 1d6 ⇒ 2
Realized I'd been cheating the wyvern out of some movement.

Order is Wyvern, Thistletorp, Toede, Jakun, Caitlyn, Dracs, Mariel, and Mittens. Thistletorp is first up.


Finished up Reading the Man and I hate Lee a bit more now. Brown didn't have much to tell me that I didn't already know the broad strokes of, but the details reflect even worse on him. I wish she'd spent a bit more time engaging with the historiography, though. She takes the correct swipes at Douglas Southall Freeman (who we know believed he was lying to improve Lee's reputation) and the Marble Man legend in general, but I feel like she could have done more.

Now I'll be starting up Michael Morrison's Slavery and the American West: The Eclipse of Manifest Destiny. I suspect it might also be old news, but it's short and I've mostly dealt with the territorial question from Washington.

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