Gravel to Granite (Inactive)

Game Master Lareg

Started. Recruiting open. Apprentice-level game (Super Genius Games rule pre lvl 1. Pathfinder @ lvl 1 & beyond). Characters begin pre level 1, gain levels, and classes. Game run on the boards. Characters currently at lvl 2.


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Grand Lodge

Male Half-Orc

Aak seeing silx take a drink and have nothing happen to him decides to take a drink for the cup offered. letting the mystical properties wash over him and let his mind clear from the events of the past.

Aak takes of his armor. His red/gray flesh shows signs of a rough life thus far. A few scars from beatings are present but nothing as serious as Silx's body shows. Aak will take a moment for the warmth of the pool acclimate to his body. Once acclimated Aak will submerge his body, up to his neck, just letting the warmth take the stress away from his previous journey.

Question DM, is the Ki Point used like a monk (grant speed bonus, magic weapon, etc)


Male Half-Orc Monk 9 / Puppetmaster 2

Brother Dow'mis has placed a pile of towels at the edge of the pool. (I'll put more info. concerning the ki feat in the discussion thread.)


Male Human Monk

After brining water and feed to the horse, Mal'c removes his robe, and carefully folds it before washing in the pool. He wraps a towel around his waist before walking over to help brother Dow'mis prepare food.

"There is hot food ready for anyone that is hungry." Mal'c sits several bowls of warm food beside the small wood stove.

Food:
Each bowl is filled with a mixture of beans and wild rice. Spiced gently, the dishes smell of jasmine with just a hint of cinnamon. As the hungry approach to select a bowl, brother Dow'mis squeezes a bit of juice from what appears to be some type of citrus fruit over the dish.


Female Human

Granita grabs a towel after removing her outer garments.

"Keep your eyes to yourselves gentlemen." Granita grins as she wraps the towel around her torso before removing her undergarments. She makes a point to sit with her legs in the pool with her back toward the group. She slowly lifts the towel as she lowers herself into the pool. In the water up to her shoulders, she turn and folds the towel at the edge of the pool. She glances toward Caylen before turning to enjoy the warm pool.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Silx says nothing when Granita talks but turns his back. When he gets out of the water he keeps stretching around and itching his back until he gets a shirt on.

Grand Lodge

Male Half-Orc

"A gentleman never looks" replies Aak with a wry smile towards Granita's comment.

Aak will soak in tired achy bones for another 15 minutes before getting out to get some hot food. After wrapping a towel around his waist and drip-drying for a few, Aak will tell the old man thank you as he accepts the bowl of food. Aak appreciates every grain of rice that enters his mouth and turns his attention to Shayne.

"My Gnomish friend, how about a light upbeat song for this warm refreshing soak and food from our hosts?"

After the request Aak turns to Caylen and offers her a bowl of warm food to calm her spirits. He offers to serve any others some food to go along with the soak (assuming we can eat near the hot springs).

Grand Lodge

Male Half-Orc

I am gonna add the 1 point to DEX and decline the feat. (I just don't see it fitting in with the character concept but thank you for the option).


Female Human Oracle (Life) [Planar Oracle] 2

The surroundings of the monastery do little to ease Caylen's weariness, though the warmth has done something for her disposition. No longer subjected to the elements, Caylen sheds the cloak Mal'c gave her and wordlessly offers it back to the monk. She does, however, keep her own fur-trimmed cloak on, pulling it closed in the front with her partly bandaged hands.

Remaining on the periphery of the group, Caylen watches the others speaking with Mal'c and the other monks, even though Caylen's attention is partly divided between Sam and the more unfamiliar Granita. As focus in the group turns to the pool brother Dow'mis speaks of, Caylen's brows furrow and her dark eyes square on the mirror-still water of the pool.

As the others begin to disrobe to enter, the young girl furrows her brows more tightly and looks away; not out of modesty or some misplaced shame, but something more internal. Making a soft noise in the back of her throat, Caylen begins to wander away from the pool, inspecting the other aspects of the chamber they wait in with a whispered phrase on her lips -- one she isn't even aware she's saying.

"சுடர் ஆறு பின்பற்ற முடியாது."

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Celestial:

Spoiler:

"The flame does not abide the river."

Caylen is passing up both offers.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

When offered food he accepts, then looks behind him and gets another helping. He takes a deep breath, then heads over to Caylen, setting it beside her. After she notices him "You should eat" he sits a little ways off, close enough to listen if she wants to talk but far enough so that he's not intruding on her privacy, and begins slowly eating. Occasionally he reaches behind him to rub his back


Male Human Monk

Overhearing Caylen, Brother Dow'mis approaches Mal'c. Once Mal'c has put his robe back on, the two speak in hushed tones (Perception rolls). Mal'c slowly approaches Caylen, a look of astonishment on his face.

"Brother Dow'mis tells me you are touched by the divine. There is no need for you to bath in the pool. You honor this place with your presence. Our master will wish to speak with you once we reach the monastery." Mal'c bows deeply and returns to helping Brother Dow'mis.


Male Human Monk

Once Mal'c has finished helping Brother Dow'mis. He takes a portion of food. He carries his bowl, sitting near Aak. Turning, he speaks between bites.

"Aak, I must ask something of you. I cannot say what this request may bring, but I do hope you decide to honor it. pausing thoughtfully Young Caylen is more than either of us know, more than she even realizes. If by your life you can keep her flame from being extinguished, will you give it?"

Mal'c waits patiently for Aak's response, offering him additional to think if he wishes.

Grand Lodge

Male Half-Orc

"Of course I can protect her. Should that mean giving myself up to eternity then so be it. I hope it will not come to that but am prepared should it happen" Aak responds with an understanding tone to his voice.


Male Human Monk

Mal'c nods at Aak appreciatively, bows, and finishes his food. Once his food is finished he takes his empty bowl to Brother Dow'mis then approaches Silx.

"The scars will never heal, will they?"


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Perception1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13

Annoyed at how the water made the scars itch, Silx replies dryly "No, but I'd rather keep them. They remind me of why I keep going" He looks down, glad that he had somewhat bland food "Somebody has a debt to pay to me" He tilts the bowl up and finishes it "Thank you for the food..." he pauses "And the wisdom and kindness. It's more than I've gotten in a while. I hope I can pay it back someday"


filler of waterskins

Shayne waits until the others have drunk before drinking, then again waits to be the last to bathe.

He approaches the pool carrying his sack, which he sets beside on dry ground. He gets a towel and sets it beside the sack. He undresses as if alone and enters the pool. He soaks for up to ten minutes, if this does not seem impolite.

When Aak requests a song he nods, but says, "Later, please, my friend."

Then he wets one corner of the towel in the pool, removes the head of "M'Lady" from the sack, and lovingly washes it. Anyone close can overhear his whispering: "Idiot attackers had to break open our caravan's water barrels. My apologies for not being able to clean you sooner. Not sure if the monks would appreciate me dunking your head, but I can share my towel. We're almost to the monastery, M'Lady."

Assuming there is time, he eats after leaving the pool. But he will delay more food for the warm soaking.

Drinking helps Shayne's Charisma. Please let me know when to alter his character sheet accordingly.

Shayne was naturally curious about walking through the rock. Was it illusion, or did he actually permeate the stone? Spellcraft 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (20) + 4 = 24 as he considers this.

Perception to overhear the monks discuss Caylen: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (20) - 1 = 19.


Male Half-Orc Monk 9 / Puppetmaster 2

Shayne:
The rock face was an illusion. You overhear the following: A voice you do not recognize, presumably Brother Dow'mis, says "Brother, we must speak." Mal'c responds, "What is it brother." Dow'mis continues, "The young woman you have brought. I dreamt of her this past night. Her speech has confirmed the dream. She has some connection to the divine. She must speak with the master. Honor her wish to remain unwashed." Mal'c, "I will make sure it is as you say."

Changes to the characters reflecting the +1 ability bump may be made immediately (following the time in the pool).


Male Human Monk

Mal'c looks concerned.

"Is it retribution you seek?"

Bother Dow'mis offers each group member a soft bedroll. It is clear that the group will spend the day here resting and recuperating.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Revenge more like it Silx shakes his head, not to indicate no but rather to indicate he's done talking about it "I'll have my peace, water itching my back just reminded me is all" he puts on a smile and heads over to Shayne "Ho Shayne, I'm not sure about the rest of us but I'm just itching to hear a song or a story!" througout the night he seems louder than usual, as if he's hoping to chase of a pack of wolves from a campfire.


Male Human Monk

After talking with Silx Mal'c speaks with the group.

"Make yourselves comfortable. If you want for more food let me know. The oven will stay going through the day. We will rest here through the day and the coming night. Tomorrow morning we will continue our journey to the monastery."

Mal'c deposites a powder into the stove. A faint smoke pervades the area. (During the hours of rest that follow restore 2 hp instead of 1. That should put Aak back to 5 hp total)


Female Human

Though Granita enjoys the pool, she makes sure to get out before the food get's cold. She emerges from the pool in much the same way she got in. Once she has wrapped herself in a towel, she approaches Caylen.

"Can I get you anything? Would you like a wet cloth to wipe the travels from your feet?"


filler of waterskins

Shayne is last to drink, soak, and eat.

Whatever conversation Granita and Caylen have happens while Shayne eats, I belive.

Then he makes eye contact with Aak and Silx as he walks to Caylen and gently but with unquestionable confidence leads her by the elbow: merely to stand if she was sitting, otherwise to the center of a clear place suitable for dancing.

"Would you believe," Shayne begins as others watch him and perhaps also draw near, "that there are countries where some children's songs involve disasters such as a collapsing monument or even a plague? It is true! And oddly charming. Here is one such song and dance from across the world."

Shayne releases Caylen if she is very distressed, but otherwise maintains his soft yet solid hold on her arm. He beckons everyone near. He stands as a showman now: feet shoulder width apart with one foot aimed slightly away from his body, deep-chested posture welcoming life with accepting confidence, eyes shining merrily as they enhance his smile.

Here are the rules. The chorus stays the same. It's dance is simply holding hands in a circle and stepping sideways with the grapevine step. We take turns inventing verses about a fictional deity and disaster. For your verse demonstrate a simple motion and we all copy."

"I'll start with the chorus and two verses. Then it will be your turn to chip in."

Shayne begins the chorus, leading all who joined to dance.

"One day the gods all decided to have an argument.
How should they destroy the world after their last judgment?
"Fire or ice? Wind or flood? Earthquake or war?
We need a disaster no one can avoid or prepare for!"

For the first verse he leads the movement of dropping hands and goofily sashaying around like flowing water.

"Water!" bellowed Old Man River, in his crashing voice,
"Flood and hail are traditional, an obvious choice!"
But the others disagreed. "Too wishy-washy!" they said.
Old Man River grumbled hrumph and flowed back to his bed.

The chorus and circling repeat.

For the second verse he leads the movement of standing still with hands waved high above the head like flickering flames

"Fire!" cackled Vulcanista, "or magma from the earth,
"Nothing like an inferno to start total rebirth."
But others said, "We do not like a common end for all.
"If everything turns into ash then nothing is special."

Your turn...


Female Human

For the third verse Granita steps forward leading the movement by crouching, standing still with her feet wide, then slowly stomping in a circle, being careful to hold her towel in place.

"Quaking earth!" rumbled the Mountain, "or perhaps an avalanche,"
"Who is to say what will grow once all is buried in earth."
But others said, "We do not want to dirty our hands."
Mountain stomped away, leaving angry dust in his wake.

The chorus and circling repeat.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Silx laughs merrily and jumps in

"'A meteor!' echoed the Heavens 'Crash the moon!'
'Then the entirety of our creations will spread everywhere!'
Some nodded, but the Animal King cried 'Human disaster, not all you loon!'
Heavens hissed, spat and hid in his lair"

The dance consists of a mix of old drow culture, mostly holding out your arms out with palms upwards, two fingers pointed and the rest in a fist, while you step backwards in a square patterns and lopping your arms over and over. The arm loop takes just a minute to get but it's fairly easy


Female Human Oracle (Life) [Planar Oracle] 2

Sitting on a wooden bench away from the singing and the revelry, Caylen has been watching the steaming bowl of food laid down beside her by Silx. No response was ever given to the drow, not one verbally at least. Caylen's small and difficult-to-manage smile at his back shows her appreciation, but with her stomach still unknotting from the arduous events of the past days, it's hard to consider food.

Once she smells it though, Caylen's body is quick to remind her just how hungry is she. Picking the abandoned bowl up, she cradles it in two hands, then looks up as Mal'c approaches. His question elicits a soft noise in the back of her throat, followed by a furrowing of her brows. "If that's what you say it is," she offers in uncertain regard to his assertion.

Stirring the contents of the bowl around with the small, wooden spoon, Caylen's eyes avert to its contents so as to avoid looking directly as Mal'c. "No one in my village knows what is wrong with me. No one outside did either. They all said to come here..." she nudges some of the food with the tip of the spoon.

"Sometimes things glow when I touch them," Caylen confesses before worrying at her bottom lip with her teeth. "Sometimes things..." she looks to the side, nervous. "Sometimes things catch on fire. But I can't really... control it."

Looking up to brother Mal'c, there's an obvious look of concern on the young girl's face. "I don't want to burn down your monastery," sounds so ridiculous given the old structure's construction, but Caylen's naive fears are genuine. Genuine, if not needless.


Male Human Monk

Mal'c listens to Caylen's concerns, sitting cross-legged near her before speaking.

"You'll be happy to know that much of the monastery is carved into the mountain itself. Perhaps our master will be able to help you unravel this mystery. I have learned to trust what Brother Dow'mis sees in his dreams. Though you may not believe it yet, there is nothing wrong with you. What seems amiss may one day be seen as a gift."


Female Human Oracle (Life) [Planar Oracle] 2

Picking at her food, Caylen closes her eyes and breathes out a slow, weary sigh. "I just want to be normal," the girl professes, eyes halfway lidded and focus half-heartedly down into her bowl. "I just... want to be with my family. I don't want this."


filler of waterskins

I should note, while Caylen is finishing her pre-dance conversations, that in her chronologically near future I am rudely forcing some actions (accepting Shayne's touch and his re-positioning her in the room) on her character. Of course she is free to reject Shayne's socializing and ask me to compose an alternate version of the event without Caylen's proximity to the revelry. Since this is play-by-post it is impossible to role-play the non-verbal "negotiation" communicated as a social-alpha-male approaches a nervous young woman twice his height. (At least while keeping the action moving. Spending two days on eye contact, hair flips, directional aiming of torso and feet, elbow position, hand and neck gestures, etc. might be an eventually memorable dialogue but it's not what we signed up for!)


Male Human Monk

Mal'c nods at Caylen.

"I"m sorry this has been forced on you. I imagine this isn't what you dreamt of when you were younger. When did you notice the changes? What did your family say?"


Male Half-Orc Monk 9 / Puppetmaster 2

Chronologically we can do shifting back and forth to figure out how Caylen responds to Shayne. I'm thinking at some point I'll put up some notes about the timeline in the discussion thread so we can all be on the same track.


filler of waterskins

For the next verse Shayne squats and then hops around.

"'Locusts!' shouted Famine, his voice so old and dry,
'A sea of bugs to the horizon, up at least waist high.'
The others shrieked, 'Yuk! And remember the goals.
'We want an apocalypse. Not to feed the trolls!'"


filler of waterskins

After the chorus repeats, for the next verse Shayne leads wandering around the room staring into others' eyes with exaggerated affection.

"'Smother them with love,' called Dopamine from her seat.
'I'll make them so enraptured they will forget to eat.
'Everyone will expire with mooning eyes and sighs.'
But the others wanted more travail as the end drew nigh."

Now I have the urge to create a fantasy RPG with soap opera themes, in which the three deities are Dopamine, Testosterone, and the one known as Oxytocin in its female form and Vasopressin in its male form.


Male Human

For the next verse Sam steps forward leading the movement by walking in a circle in the manner of an important person, one hand at his side and the other in a fist at his chin.

"'Greedy lords!' grumbles the City, 'tax the people until they have nothing.
'I'll make them so poor that they will wish they were dead.
Every man, woman, and child will work and have nothing in the end'
The others complain that the misery will be lost in the dust of the city"

The chorus and circling repeat.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Silx laughs loudly "I think I hear some truth in that Sam!"


Male Human

Too Silx, "That's a misery close to my heart." Sam's laughter is tinged with loss.


Male Human Monk

As light of the day brightens, Mal'c retrieves one of the bedrolls Brother Dow'mis has brought out.

"I don't know about the rest of you, but I could use some rest." Mal'c closes his eyes, though he doesn't fall asleep right away.


Female Human

As the song and dance come to a close, Granita retrieves her clothing. After putting on her under garments, she removes the towel and sits near the wood stove on a bed roll. She speaks aloud, to no one in particular.

"I'm not sure I'll be able to fall asleep."


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Still fending off his self-pity, Silx approaches Granita "Why? Restless after so much traveling, or something else?"


Female Human

Speaking, but not looking at Silx. "Tolin, I can't believe he found me. If that wasn't bad enough, I've gotten you and the others involved."


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Silx shrugs "It gives me a reason to travel, and pretty cheap" he sits a few feet away and toys with one of his daggers "Besides, a man like that needs to be taught a lesson"

Grand Lodge

Male Half-Orc

Aak will observe the revelry. Aak isn't the best with artistic words so he will not join the singing circle. When the bedrolls come out he will do his best to sleep. His mind will wander about the journey to get here, about his mother and what the future may hold.


Female Human Oracle (Life) [Planar Oracle] 2

Toying with her bottom lip and considering an answer to Mal'c, Caylen seems distressed on how to best explain what she knows and how she came to understand -- at least in part -- her predicament. When she finally opens her mouth to speak, however, no answer emerges.

Instead, it's a soft yelp of surprise when she feels Shayne's hand on her elbow. The young woman is reluctantly hoisted up onto her feet, eyes wide, but too embarrassed to put up much of a struggle. Instead, she stares at Shayne, then flicks a look over to Mal'c, then back to the halfling with a stammer of aborted words.

Flushing bright red, she's led by the arm as he begins to sing, caper about and carry on with the boisterous showmanship of a man five times his height. While Caylen tries to keep up pace, the young woman seems to have two left feet when it comes to dancing. She stumbles, misses a beat, steps over herself and looks genuinely mortified -- though that she's smiling seems to imply that she'll get over the embarrassment.

Too shy to join in on the singing, but seeming as though she were going to a few times, Caylen instead continues to allow herself to be led around by Shayne in the dance, sheepishly staring at the floor, her feet, and glancing at the others to gauge their reactions as this all happens.

Eventually, Caylen reaches over and puts a hand on Shayne's shoulder and looks like she's bolstered herself with enough confidence to try a verse.

Instead, only "பிரகாசி" comes out. With that utterance, Shayne's collar, then his entire shirt, begins to shed the warm golden radiance of torchlight. Recoiling from that, Caylen covers her mouth with one bandaged hand and looks eminently apologetic.

Also, twice over embarrassed.
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Celestial

Spoiler:

You shine.


I totally would've gone along with the dancing earlier, Shayne, but I missed Caylen's part in your earlier post because I was writing at work. Hope this makes up for it!

Also, I hope the script I'm using for Caylen's celestial shows up properly for everyone. It looks fine in my browser, but I didn't think that it might just show up as blank boxes to everyone else.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

little bit of retcon for caylen's post, so this post is for earlier during the dancing

Silx laughs along as Caylen stumbled around, then jumps up to dance with her, showing about the same amount of grace. As they stumble around in their awkward waltz of gracelessness he laughs, as if a couple learning to ice skate. When Shayne begins to shine "The lady of light has graced you Shayne, she likes your song!" he cheers and waves a few people over and heists Caylen up on their shoulders, parading her around like a queen.

While the celebration goes on there seems to be no end to Silx's merriment


Male Human Monk

Mal'c claps and smiles as Caylen joins in. He speaks just loudly enough for Shayne to hear, but not so loudly as to interrupt the song.

"The wisdom of song my friend, the wisdom of joy."

The script looks great in Safari, a nice touch. I think we've all kept the different interactions lined up just fine.


Female Human

In conversation with Silx later.

"Maybe one day he will be taught a lesson. I worry.. there are so many doing his bidding. More seem to fall for his lies with each passing day."


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

"History is written by the victors and in the blood of the fallen" he looks at the knife for a moment, then whips it into the ground a few feet away. "We just need to make sure he's not the victor"


Female Human

"I've watched him draw the last blood of so many..." She seems lost in thought.


Male Half-Orc Monk 9 / Puppetmaster 2

As faint smoke pervades the area, sleep eventually takes its hold on everyone. Brother Dow'mis maintains watch, assisting anyone who wakes with whatever they may need. He periodically climbs down the ladder to provide fresh water and feed for the horse.

Feel free to continue to role play conversation or update bits of ongoing conversation.


Male Drow Rogue (Trapsmith) 2

Silx shakes his head "Its a shame such a man should hold a place of power in this world" he thumps another knife right next to the other one, then smiles "Perhaps we can change that"


Female Human

"Maybe one day." Granite lies down, covered in the bedroll staring at lantern light flickering against the rock above.

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