[PFS] GM Mjolbeard's 'The Wounded Wisp'(#6-10) (Inactive)

Game Master Mjolbeard89

Ha! That works out ok since I've been fishing all weekend, and may be again tomorrow. Frankie doesn't have much to offer at this point in combat anyhow.

You know what? I'm gonna retcon that hit that KO'd Frankie. I think you're right that you should have had cover from the pillar. I didn't account for that. So, Frankie, you're still okay.
Saritirnen, we still need your turn before the archer takes another shot at the tree.

Saritirnen steps forward away from the sanctuary of the pillar moving behind the orc. Setting his feet as best as possible he stabs at the brute engaged with the orc.

long spear: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 1 = 13
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

The Pathfinder's forces begin to reassemble as their strange attackers converge on them. What had seemed to be a near-fatal attack on their you friend, Frankie, turns out to have been a trick of the lighting as the brute's club had actually slammed into the pillar, covering the boy in a thick layer of marble dust, but otherwise unharmed. Meredith and Saritirnen, meanwhile give the brute something to think about as they gather around the boy.

Back near the front of the shrine, the elven archer takes a step back, thinking that a bit of would be useful so that he can fire off a shot at the tree creature standing right in front of him. He backs a few feet away to take his shot, but is surprised to find he is not far enough as Denair swings at him. His quick elven reflexes serve him well, however, and he manages to dodge the opportune blow and fire an arrow.

Longbow, Bless, Guidance: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 1 + 1 = 19 Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

The arrow punches deeply into Denair's bark-like flesh, sending her reeling with pain.

AMBUSH! - Round 2
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue)
Frankie is up, not unconscious! Who told you he was unconscious?! Hush!
Brute2 (orange) (-10)
Denair (-9, Disabled)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red)

Psst, Denair, the elf is positioned as firing from melee range. AoO?

I had rolled the AoO in advance. It was totally a miss. I hoped the archer would miss, but nope.

"OW! I guess he did do it again." Denair groans. "Boss, I need some help!"

Meredith frowns. "I told you not to run off! Get over here!"

She preposted her AoO for the turn and missed. Also, I meant to back the archer up 5ft, but Denair has reach.

Frankie ducks as the huge club smashes into the pillar, plucking a few of his golden hairs with it "HEY! What the heck did I do? Big meany! Zav is gonna take you down, right Zav? But so am I!"

Frankie then proceeds to hack at the man's ankles with his club/axe Attack Aid Zav: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 1 = 17 +2 to Zav's next melee attack!

"'Ey! Gerroff me, ya little runt," growls the orange clad brute as Frankie's mighty axe strikes him in the leg. He stumbles away from Frankie and sizes up Zavubak. "That axe o' yers looks mighty fine, orc! It'd look even better on me wall! Give it 'ere!" The oaf swings his mighty club at Zavubak, aiming to take the orc down with a powerful swing.

Greatclub, Power Attack, Bless: 1d20 + 6 - 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 - 1 + 1 = 8 Damage: 1d10 + 6 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 3 = 14

He steps awkwardly into the swing, however, and the bruise on his ankle distracts him from aiming properly. Let's see if the team can bring down the powerful brute!

AMBUSH! - Round 2
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue)
Frankie
Brute2 (orange) (-10)
Denair (-9, Disabled)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red)

"Coming, boss!" Denair focuses on lumbering back toward Meredith, still trying to protect her Boss from the archer's wrath.

Meredith pets her on the head. "It's my fault, I should have told you not to run off. We work together, alright?"

Denair nods, silently.

Denair is taking a single move.

"Do you know what would look even better on the wall?" Zavubak shows a tip of one of his pointed canine teeth as he narrows his eyes at the brute. "Your bloodied, decapitated head!" In an anime-like fashion, he dashes forward and swipes at the brute with both claws, the first across his chest and the second directed at the jugular artery in his neck.

Claw 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (16) + 9 = 251d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Claw 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 241d6 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Continue raging and full attack

Zavubak mutters "You are already dead." As the brute reaches for his neck right before he collapses.

Alice moves closer to Denair, and casts CLw.
[dice=Healing]1d8+1{/dice]

Frankie watches as the man's throat is ripped out, splattering him with blood. "Eww! BLOOD!" Now that was gross, glad he likes me... I think.

Alice, could you fix the formatting on that CLW roll?

Zavubak unleashes a furious assault on the brute in orange, though the orange clothes quickly take on a darker shade as a Tarantino-esque spray of blood erupts from the brute's neck! The man writhes in place for a moment before collapsing to the floor, a fountain of blood still rising from his neck and several feet into the air until the man's heart finally gives out. He DEAD!

With a scream of fury, the other brute rushes headlong at Zavubak, his club raised over his head in a no-holds-barred attack against the vicious half-orc. "YOU KILLED ARTIE! NOW IMMA KILL YA!"

Greatclub, Charge, Rage, Bless, Power Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 2 + 1 - 1 ⇒ (7) + 6 + 2 + 1 - 1 = 15 Damage, Rage, Power Attack: 1d10 + 6 + 2 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 2 + 3 = 17

While the brute launches his ultimately futile attack at Zavubak, the woman leading the group gasps with horror at the savage death of one of her companions. "I'll make you pay for that, you monster!" she shouts as she moves forward and reaches a glowing hand across her body to lay it on the arm wielding a morningstar.

AMBUSH! - Round 3
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue)
Frankie
Brute2 (orange) (-A Million! Dead Dead Dead!)
Denair (-9?)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red)

Is the woman in red armed?

Red is another brute. He's the one that just attacked, and missed, Zav. Green is a spell caster, but she is armed with a morningstar, and blue is the archer.

Got it, thanks!

Meredith prepares to get her wand, but Alice heals most of Denair's wounds. Meredith gives the halfling a quick nod. "Alright Denair, let's do this."

Meredith's mace glows with arcane energy as she runs around the pillar to confront the green woman. "Monster? We're not the ones who came in here with death threats. But if that's your game..."

Meredith runs behind a pillar and swings. Her vine-covered arm stretches across the room.

Masterwork Heavy Mace: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Arcane Strike, Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11
Level 1 attack rolls, please!

Smashing into the floor next to the woman. "We'll play it your way!"

Saritirnen does not even flinch as the orc's clawed hands rips through the man's jugular painting the orc's face in red. He can feel the eyes of The Many watch as the blood of their ancient enemy manages to dodge a furious attack by the dead man's comrade.

The orc bred by of foul blood had proved his worth regardless of how The Many felt. Saritirnen spins spear back and slams the butt of the spear on the cold stone surface. He utters one word with such impunity it strikes out at the enraged brute with the force of falling tree.

"སྟོན་ཁ།"

Sorry GM.

Clw: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

No problem, Alice! Just wanted to make sure you had the opportunity to do the heals yourself. :)

Though Meredith's attack against the spell caster is unsuccessful, she has given the woman something to be aware of. Meanwhile, Saritirnen utters a powerful word of command in his native tongue, and the magic begins to wrap around the remaining brute.

While the brute struggles to fight against the elf's powerful presence, the elven archer tries to take advantage of Meredith's focus on his boss to sneak up and attack her from behind. As he moves ahead, he draws a short blade from his belt. He fails to notice Meredith's impressive reach, however, and puts himself at risk as he approaches the summoner.
Meredith, take an AoO against the Archer (blue), please.
Short sword, bless, favored enemy: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 13 Damage, FE: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 1 + 2 = 8
The archer is too distracted by Meredith's surprise attack to land a blow, and his blade goes wide of his mark.

AMBUSH! - Round 3
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue)
Frankie
Denair (-1)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red)

Alice pats Denair's shoulder.

"You'll be fine. Have at them, tree girl."

Cast guidance on Denari.

Zav wipes away some of the bloody mess from his face, and spits whatever ended up in his mouth on the ground. "Frankie, don't look at me. There's no going back once you've seen this." He swings another pair of claws forward at the red brute, this time directing his hands at the arms, hoping to create a slightly less gory scene.

Claw 1: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (12) + 9 = 211d6 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
Claw 2: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (17) + 9 = 261d6 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Meredith sees the elf's short sword coming, and she pulls her arms back. Her massive backswing smashes the floor near the elf.

Masterwork Heavy Mace: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12
Arcane Strike, Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

"Don't worry elf, you're next." She hears a gutteral scream as Artie is torn to shreds, and hears Zavubak try to shield whatever innocence Frankie has. "No Zavubak, it's alright. This is called self-defense, Frankie. It isn't pretty. But it's when people push you. You. Push. Back."

Denair, meanwhile, considers if she should run into that melee. But then the archer is a much more vulnerable target. It's too easy. Also, Alice did... something to help her aim. She nods and scampers off to flank with Meredith.

She also hears the rage and anger in Meredith's voice as the rose on her head grows thorns. We'd better end this quick. Boss has a bad temper!

Power Attack Slam, Flanking, Guidance: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 14
One of these days I'm gonna break double digits, I swear.
Using my GM star for a reroll with +1 bonus.
Power Attack Slam, Flanking, Guidance: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (16) + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 + 1 = 23
Power Attack Damage: 1d4 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 3 = 9
Now that's more like it!

"Well, now she's mad. This is the part of her I don't like." Denair's arms combine into one massive trunk as she swings for the elf, hoping to protect Meredith from a flank.

Frankie watches the gory scene unfold, blood spattered across his face, standing in bright contrast to his golden cropped hair. He nods to both Zav and Meredith as they give him contrasting directions. He looks back and forth between the two with a look of confusion, then nods to no one in particular and wipes the blood from his nose. He looks down at his bloodied hand and starts fumbling around in his pocket for something.

He then heads down over towards Meredith and Denair without saying anything, but wiping his nose a few more times and looking at his bloody hand each time.

Despite his best efforts to keep his attacks PG for Frankie, Zavubak's claws sink deeply into the red-cloaked thug's arms, nearly ripping them off with the force of his attack. Lucky for what remains of Frankie's innocence, the brute's anger seems to have made him especially hardy. Still, the attacks are enough to drop the brute, and he lays on the floor beside his dead brother, bleeding from his massive wounds.
Stabilize check (Red): 1d20 + 3 - 3 ⇒ (1) + 3 - 3 = 1

Meredith, on the other hand, finds that her strike is less effective against the elven archer. Denair manages to land a powerful blow on the elf, her leafy arms crashing around the elf's shoulder's like a falling tree!

Frankie fights through the trauma and begins to make his way quietly toward Meredith and Denair. I wonder what he's up to?

"No! Not Bartie too," shouts the spell caster. Raising her hand above her head, the woman emits a pulse of divine energy that seems to give Bartie some comfort and heal his wounds, bringing him back to consciousness, and also healing most of the archer's wounds.
Selective Channel: 1d6 ⇒ 6

"Oh no! Reyna what did you do that for?! Now 'e's gonna kill me again. Just like 'e did Artie!" The brute shouts in panic as he snaps back awake.

AMBUSH! - Round 4
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue) (-3)
Frankie
Denair (-1)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red) (-12, prone)

Massive Ninja action occurred!

As the man awakens with his nearly ruptured arm no longer bleeding Saritirnen ignores whatever pleas are about to leave his lips. No the only thing he can hear are the voices of The Many calling forth the long dead warrior.

Subtly Saritirnen's stature seems to straighten and get stronger and the spear no longer used as a crutch darts out striking for the fallen man's throat. Where the elf's irises used to be blue they now resonate violet in colour.

From his mouth all you can hear is Saritirnen whispering "Seiveril...Seiveril..Seiveril.."

Long spear + sacred council: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"You still here?" Meredith backs away from the elven archer and swings again, now lined up with Denair.

Masterwork Heavy Mace, Flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 3 + 2 = 10
Arcane Strike, Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11

A swing and a miss!

Meredith gets to roll her attack again, as Alice activates her power.

Meredith doesn't understand fully, but wasn't she more accurate a second ago? NOt that it mattered, anyway. Meredith's fury seems to have blinded her to the task at hand.

Fortune Reroll: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 2 = 8
Of course.

*Facepalms*

LOL

You tried. I don't think Meredith's going to hit anything this combat. I have bad feeling that elf is going to KO her.

Oh no! How unfortunate!
Saritirnen's aim is true as the spirits within and around him guide his spear to skewer the brute to the floor of the Shrine of the Fallen.

The elven archer seemingly becomes a blur, however, as he ducks and dives away from Meredith's attack. With a furious roar, the elf springs toward his spell-casting friend and takes a swipe at Meredith.

Short sword, Bless, Favored enemy: 1d20 + 2 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 + 1 + 2 = 11 Damage, FE: 1d6 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 1 + 2 = 6

The blade misses once again though! Perhaps he should have stuck to his bow?!

AMBUSH! - Round 4
Touched (green)
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue) (-3)
Frankie
Denair (-1)
Zavubak
Alice
Brute1 (red) (-21, unconscious)

Denair sees Frankie run by, but isn't sure what to do with him. Instead, she sees an excellent flanking opportunity against the lady with the mace.

Power Attack Slam, Flanking: 1d20 + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 4 - 1 + 2 + 1 = 24
Power Attack Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 4 + 3 = 9

Denair's thick leg extends across the hall, aiming straight for the woman's chest.

"This is gonna get worse, you know... Maybe you should surrender?"

Zavubak nods. "Much worse. So much worse," he moves ahead towards the spellcaster. "Okay Frankie, you're tougher than I thought. Same with the elf. Meredith's right. I guess you can watch, but don't tell your mom, okay?" He claws directly at the spellcaster's face.

Claw: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (10) + 9 = 191d6 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Frankie calmly walks up behind the archer and instead of swinging his axe/club, thrusts his hand and what appears to be a sharp metal object into the back of its thigh. Blood spattering into his face yet again. And yet again he wipes it off with the back of his hand, not saying a word.

Dagger Shanking + Flanking + Sneak Attack: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 = 171d3 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (1) + 1 + (4) = 6

Going to use halfling luck to add +1 to that attack roll just in case, so that's a 18 for 6 damage.

Frankie, you managed to hit without the luck, so I'll let you keep it.

Frankie's hidden blade cuts deeply into the elf's thigh and splatters the floor with brilliant crimson. The caretakers of this place are really gonna have their work cut out for them when they get back! The elf cries out in pain, but keeps his feet, his face contorting with rage and pain. "You little runt! I'll get you for that!"

Nearby, Denair and Zavubak close in on the caster and quickly drop her with a series of kicks and clawed slashes. As Zavubak's claws rake across her face, she wails in agony and curses you, shouting, "Damn you Bathfinders! You're the literal WORST!"

Only the archer remains! Alice, you still have an action you can take. Saritirnen and Meredith also may act now since the caster is out.

AMBUSH! - Round 4
Saritirnen
Meredith
Archer (blue) (-9)
Frankie
Denair (-1)
Zavubak
Alice

"And then there was one. Say your prayers."

Masterwork Heavy Mace, Flanking: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 3 + 2 = 14
Arcane Strike, Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 3 + 1 = 11
It aggravates me more that I'm rolling almost max damage on each of these whiffs.

Apparently the elf did pray, as Meredith's swing bounces off his armor. "Dammit. Denair, get over here so we can finish this."

Alice heads over to Frank.

As she pats him on the head..
"To be Frank, Frank, you'd better take her out before she does so to you."

Cast guidance on him.

If you insist, here's the spoiler on the ability if you aren't familiar with it.

"Who you callin' Frank, Half-mast?" He responds with a strange look on his face.

"You, half-pint...
And don't you dare address me after some deficient male organ!"

Alice pulls Frank's ear slightly.

Sorry, but this was too good to pass up. ^^

Saritirnen moves closer to the orc and the fey familiar. He again slams the butt of his spear on the ground.

"བེད་སྤྱོད་བྱས་།"

Cast Command: Approach DC 13

Will save: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11 Nice! That's gonna hurt! Well done, Saritirnen.

Alice lays a guiding hand on Frankie's head, helping him to continue his reign of adulticide. Meredith does her best to strike at the elven archer, but his quick reflexes continue to vex her. Saritirnen moves forward and, with a click of his spear on the marble floors of the Shrine, utters a command that immediately ensnares the doomed archer. The ancient spirits that Saritirnen carries with him extend their grasp around the archer's mind and draw him hopelessly toward Saritirnen, their elven voices calling out like a message from a long-lost home. With staggering steps, the archer moves away from Frankie, around the pillar, and on toward his inevitable doom.

He's gonna provoke AoOs from EVERYONE except Alice. Go nuts team!

AMBUSH! - Round 5
Archer (blue) (-9)
Murderfest of AoOs
Frankie
Denair (-1)
Zavubak
Alice
Saritirnen
Meredith

Stabby! + Flank + Guidance + Sneaky: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 271d4 + 1 + 1d6 ⇒ (2) + 1 + (6) = 9

Stabby! Confirm? + Flank + Guidance + Sneaky: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 181d4 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Frankie starts muttering the 'bring out your dead' song and stomping his foot on the floor.

Masterwork Heavy Mace: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (20) + 3 = 23
Arcane Strike, Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 3 + 1 = 8

Confirm?: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Crit Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 3 + 1 = 7

Meredith's anger finally focuses. Or maybe the elf finally dropped his guard. The vines around Meredith's arms tighten, and she bats him toward her allies, right across the back. "Shooting my charge like that!"

Denair's Slam, Power Attack: 1d20 + 4 - 1 ⇒ (12) + 4 - 1 = 15
Power Attack Slam Damage: 1d8 + 4 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 4 + 3 = 14
Denair is still focused on power over accuracy and fails to bypass the elf's armor. She seems more concerned with Meredith's change in tone, noticing the flower on her head is fully bloomed. "Boss! Relax!"

I'm letting this whole thing play out. I wanna see how many hits this guy will take before he finally drops dead. >:D

Should've said "Bartie." Haha!

lol jokers!

Geez I take the afternoon off to fish and come back to a pile of posts! Just in time for my turn though at least. The perch bite was nuts!

Frankie's entered "Child's Play" mode, I see.

Ya I'm not 100% sure how I'm going to handle combat with Frankie, multiple personalities would make it easier and more things to RP. He's got to be able to do stuff in combat, I was thinking of going the improvised weapons route, being able to kick asses with teddy bears and cocoa mugs but they aren't finesseable so that's kinda out.

He's definitely not going to be a combat heavy guy but there are some fights where he's going to need to put out a bit of damage, I just need to figure out how to do it and keep with his overall character idea.

sticks and stones!!!! They do break bones!

Chronicles for all!

Thank you all so much for playing with me through my first foray behind the GM screen! You all made it an absolute blast and your feedback and corrections when I went too far afield were very helpful. Do you guys have any final notes/suggestions for me so I can improve for next time?

The chronicles aren't accessible. Right click the folder and click 'Get Shareable Link', then paste the link that shows up :)

As for your game, nothing really bad that I can think of, actually. Your expository writing was great - something I really admire in GMs as it's a harder to paint a scene with words than it is to roll some dice. You did well with combat either way, and I didn't feel like anything was unfair or overly easy. 10/10 would play again!

I agree with Zav. Good descriptions.

I wouldn't mind playing in the future.
But for now my games plate is pretty full.

Yeah, I've lessened my "games plate" pretty severely... I'm down to 2 after this and Silken Caravan finish. Gallows will be done soon too.
I picked up a Skulls & Shackles table for another GM while he's away, I'm hoping he comes back soon, I'm itching to start my own AP!

Oh you wanted to access the chronicles? Picky picky! Alright fine, here ya go...

Chronicles I guess. Haha!

Compared to that, i'm involved in more than 1 AP.

And a number of PFS.

Is it wrong to want to have a PC die, just so i can quit a game legit?
^^

Granted, i've the time frame for it.

Edit: We're only missing the date of when you reported it, but we can edit that in ourselves.

Wednesday 22nd, right?

Yeah...I've been trying to cut back some recently, but still involved in a bunch. I'm in 4 APs/long-term campaigns plus 5 PFS games. I had about 8 games going up until the past week or two, but this game and a couple others wrapped up, so that'll help.

Edit: Crap! Forgot the dates. Yeah it'll be Feb 22 that the game wrapped up. I'll work on reporting the game here too.

OH! I just noticed you're in that Northlands table, Sir Beard.
I used to play in that as Haldor last year, but when the original GM disappeared, I wasn't a big fan of the homebrew. I remember being really sour about him disappearing because that was the second game I ever joined and I'd worked pretty hard on my character, haha. How are you liking it?

Thanks for the chronicle, GM! I hope I wasn't too much of a handful.

Now that Meredith is level 2 it's time to make a million decisions on how to build her.

Call me if you ever need more people for your scenarios!

thanks GM! perma sign me up for your adventures I always love your writing!

Weee! Chronicles! Great fun, bring Frankie back any time. As everyone else said, great writing, combat descriptions go a long way in making the scene vivid, you did great. Of the limited GM's I've played under in PbP, you and Red are top notch in that for sure.

I'll be out of town till Sunday so I'll get back to any more comments then. I've got some ice fishin/drinkin to do!

OH! I just noticed you're in that Northlands table, Sir Beard.

I used to play in that as Haldor last year, but when the original GM disappeared, I wasn't a big fan of the homebrew. I remember being really sour about him disappearing because that was the second game I ever joined and I'd worked pretty hard on my character, haha. How are you liking it?

Oh yeah! I think we figured that out back when we were playing through Skykey Solution or something. Yeah, it's continued to be pretty hit-and-miss, even with the new GM. He's frequently really busy because he and his wife are about to have their first child. The home-brew elements are fine, but the campaign has really been moving at a crawl. I've actually been thinking about dipping out of that one because that initial investment that we all put into our characters and the connections between them has kinda evaporated.

Generally positive feedback

Thanks for the support, everyone. I definitely have taken a lot of inspiration from some of the GMs I've played under as far as giving decent combat descriptions goes (definitely including you, Red), so I'm glad that came across well.

One thing I was a bit concerned with was whether you felt like I was doing too much hand-holding in places, especially as it came to different skill checks and such. Any thoughts on that?

Wiffle! I just remembered!

I've only done Wounded Wisp in PbP, and that puzzle slows us down a lot, everytime. The activation is so specific with so many high Perception checks I never remember. This is a scenario that would take maybe 10 minutes in real time if we were at a table, but we wind up losing a few days in PbP because we try it, the GM tells us it's wrong, we try something else, the GM tells us it's wrong again, we have to try again, finally the GM guides one of our hands to the chalk and the nameplate. That's somewhere as a GM, I would actually would hold hands after the first try- it's just not exciting for the amount of time we lose, you know?

Next time, could you transcribe the handwritten letters? I've done some myself and it's a huge pain. But the readability improvement is too good to pass up. Even a quick "Highlight with a mouse and copy-paste" will do wonders, just put it in a spoiler.

Yes! Meredith I had the same problem in the PbP group I played through this with a few months back. If I remember correctly, I think one of us managed the Perception check, then the GM just said, 'Hey you're in!' Good to know that it would actually benefit from a bit more guidance there, though.

And yeah, I think I will copy over the letters for future reference. It just makes it a bit easier to refer to immediately within the post.

Thanks for the great suggestions!

By the way, if any of you are indeed interested in playing with me again, keep an eye on Flaxseed. I'll be posting an announcement for another game in the next few days or so. (That is, I'll be announcing in the next few days. Game probably won't start for another couple weeks so I can get it prepped.)

When you're done with this game, could you set it inactive.

Thanks again for running. ;)