Ake of the Stolen Soul's page

Hooray!

Enjoy parenthood!

Sent post cards to sleep, just to let it know you are thinking about it, even if you don;t get to see it as much.

Rubbing her foot where Ioann stepped on it.

Well, do the thing, with doors big guy.

HAppy late birthday!

Hurt my back badly last week and didn't see over much that needed my attention here, so didn't post.

Ravel lowers and stows her parasol once they reach the prison. "What is our plan for this trip inside?"

Ioann devastates the doors, Terrence keeps us alive, Ingrid destroys undead, Ravel, Uklod and I make snide commentary from the back. And fire, there should always be fire.

I'll give you a hint, it is not unreasonable to think that Vesorianna could point to these locations on a map if asked.

Thank you, Ingrid!

But random fumbling thru rooms is a staple for us! Next, we need to split the party, SHaggy you take Scoob...nah, I like a good plan. I will, however, remain mostly silent on where to go, because, well spoilers.

Coming down the stairs as Ravel speaks up Ingrid grins. "While quite adept at sarcasm, Ravel is right. We should be present to represent ourselves. And possibly deter those who would gather their drunken courage in small clusters of the like minded."

I still vote for Ravels idea...

Ravel looks up from her own book with a growing smile. "So clearly you suggest a preemptive strike? We will gather torches and pitchforks and bring our small mob to the meeting to run the entire population out of town? ... No? Well then perhaps we should just attend the meeting and hear some of the conjecture we have missed out on."

Please? Can we? It looks like so much fun from the torch and pitchfork side. I want to try that side of it this time!

On noticing the women's discomfort at her presence, Ake digs in her pockets for a moment before retrieving a large piece of jerky to gnaw upon.

No,no,no, be good...don't insult the retarded longshanks, grrrrrrr...

Hmmmm...where can I get in the most trouble? In the town of course! I went to the Hall!

"It's about the town hall meeting tonight. You going?"

The paper is just as he said, an announcement for a town hall meeting to occur this evening at 7 pm. It's open to everyone. The topic is to address the odd occurrences that have been taking place, in an attempt to find solutions.

Strange stuff going on elsewhere? I should listen in, it might be related to our current task. I hope they have a buffet!

I will be there, perhaps...

Catching up on posts, I will resume my duties as snark mistress, pickle slayer and explosion expert this evening.

Thank you for not running me out of town!

Applies to our other game as well, where I will resume beatstick duty.

"Good morning, everyone! I hope everyone slept well."

Kendra smiles at all of you and then continues to hum as she moves about the kitchen laying trays of food and pouring coffee and tea. She also has fresh squeezed juice for you this morning, to go with the fresh bread, sausage, and gravy.

Chuckling in an evilish? manner Ake lays into the food, looking to store food in another dimension for the portion she puts away.

Cuddles daintily eats scraps Ake feeds to her as she sits in the middle of the table next to Ake.

The night passes on quietly and you awake to the smell of fresh baked bread and coffee. Kendra can be heard humming in the kitchen as she prepares your breakfast.

Before the above...

Ake waits in her room for the others to go quiet, then silently makes her way through Kendra's home checking the windows and locks, making certain they are secure.

Then she sits down, with her back against the front door.

You will not harm my friends again, I will be ready for you this time. I will hunt you down. YOU WILL BURN...I will find you.

She fails asleep against the door...waiting...ready...

Finally have time to get caught up on...86 new posts.

Work has been brutal, wife can't do much so I've been doing her stuff, so time has not been in abundance for me.

It's not bad or evil, just rough and busy right now.

[B]He was my friend and my teacher. His tutoring quenched my thirst for knowledge, for that alone I would be here. As one of my very, very few friends, I will drag his killer into the abyss with my own hands to see their punishment fulfilled. And sell my soul for a place next to them to watch over them for eternity...[b]

Ave then proceeds ravishing her food with gusto.

Biting her tongue until it nearly bleeds, Ake manages to restrain herself from calling the inbred, backwoods, sheep loving morons any names.

idiots..

Well, to their faces anyways..

Fort: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9

Oooohhhh, firOOWWWW, I CAN'T SEE!!! WHAT THE...

Giggling slightly at Ioann's "help", Ake settles the hood into it's customary spot and wraps her scarf around her face.

After ordering her goblin sized meal and a tankard of ale Ake inquires,

Do you have any cake perhaps? Cake and death seem to go well together and I'm full up on death today.

We must do more research and obtain a greater understanding of the HarrowStone and those within. Boldness and fortune carried us today, I am less confident they will carry us in the days to come. Oh, and my dear Ravel, mobs are very easy to deal with...run faster then the mob.

Sorry about the low posting, work is truly brutal right now.

Profitable, but brutal...

That is going to change soon, I hope...

Watching everyone change or clean up, Ake looks down at her robes.

She flicks a few clods of filth off and proclaims herself ready.

Cuddles, climbs up to her shoulder and begins preening her ragged patchy hair.

"Yes, we will find the answers... one way or another. Ake, dear, I believe we are in for another seance." Ravel walks towards Ioann. "Please be careful. I know that you are strong, but all of those ill-fated items in close proximity to each other and such a bright living soul may be... overwhelming."

Excellent, however, Singer of songs and User of sharp Finger Nails, I WILL be sitting on the other side of the table, this time.

With Ioann between you and me...maybe, Ingrid as well.

just in case, you know..

Ravel cocks an eyebrow at the items, particularly the spellbook. "When we get back, Ake dear, I would like you to help me see if that tome is still legible."

Salivating slightly,

Yes, yes, yes, of course...hehehehehehehe spellboooooook.

Excellent news, take your time on naming your new ride!

Many sorries for the low posting, but, the beatings continue...

The rest of you cannot help but to be in awe as the stoic man unleashes his fury on the metal door. You have never seen anything quite like it, and you are at once quite certain that you hope to never be the cause of his anger and the target of such might. The door finally lets go and falls inward, propped at an awkward angle as one severely bent hinge remains attached. Ioann falls, exhausted and panting heavily.

From the doorway, you see wooden shelves line the small room and on those shelves are an assortment of items.

Ake just smiles at the wrath and destruction.

Impressive, most impressive. Remind me not to anger him to often, Ravel.

Please..

Hey boss, my burning hands is 2d4, at daughters gradation! Wooot!!

Sorry, but my job is brutal for a while.

I so happy and glad your brother is Ok and coming home!

Ake is comic relief, I am having fun playing her as such and having the chance to play this path instead of running it.

As for her direction and goals, I as her player don't have anything long term planned for her beyond snark and explosions.

Please, feel free to surprise and amuse me as inspiration strikes.

As for GMing, I think you are doing great! I am entertained, engaged and intrigued to see how you put your mark on this game.

Ingrid takes out a throwing axe and places it in the fire, hoping the flames will provide the necessary heat. "Anyone capable of a Heat Metal spell?"

Nope, Burning Hands, Snot Rocket and some other things...no Heat metal!

"Only if you say pretty please, Longshanks!" Ake says even as she's making her way into position. She opens her hand out and a blaze sets out across the pews as she casts burning hands.

Damage 2d4

Ioann, you wanna use your mad map skills to draw me a 15 ft cone shaped blast range to show what has caught fire? Each floor square is suppose to be 10 ft.

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Even as the fires burn from Ake's abuse, the spirit lashes out at those who have dared to cross the threshold. The temperature drops sharply, your breath leaving little clouds of mist in the air. You feel as if your blood is turning to ice within your veins.

Damage against Ake 1d6
Damage against Uklod 1d6
Damage against Terrance 1d6
Damage against Ravel 1d6
Damage against Ingrid 1d6

DC11 Fortitude check to avoid taking 1 pt of strength damage.

Ake's Fort 1d20+1
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Ravel does her summoning, three bats appearing.

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R1
Ioann, Ake, Uklod (delay), Haunt, Ravel, Terrance, Ingrid

:) Well spoken! and OWWWWW!!!!!

Also, how is it going Ake? Do you have any idea how important the concussion is or approximately how long its effects will last?

I was wonky for a few days, it was like being drunk and hung over at the same time, epic suck.

I managed to shake it about Sunday, had my follow up doctors visit Monday and was cleared for full duty, no restrictions.

Not a an experience I care to repeat.

Now I'm cleaning up the messes, issues and problems my dropping suddenly from work have caused, the poor guy running my market while I was out got put through the wringer.

Spent about two hours Tuesday and today dispelling rumors of my death and severe injury.

There was a severe wreck on the same road at the same time as me that made the paper and a lot of people thought it was me.

One of my accounts called the main office because they heard I had died.

I had heard the upper level management at my competitors were preparing a celebration at my "retirement, temporary or otherwise".

Ho Ho Ho

Best wishes and such for you and your family.

I don't think exploding things is a good idea in this case, but I will if you need me ta do so.

Like this big guy!

Ake walks up and kicks the door.

Strength: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (9) - 1 = 8

Only, make it open!

Sorry, couldn't stop my self!

With his usual lack of patience, Ioann soon abandons his search for the remains of the prisoner. He goes to get the sledgehammer, which had been left next to the last unlucky door, and walks toward the next door. Midway there he stops and turns toward the others.

"Curious? Bah, your lack of zeal betrays you." he says, taunting them.

Ioann is ready to go on... but I know the casters are in need of rest. So, he won't cause trouble if everyone decides to go back to the Lorrimor estate.

Nope, I have much zeal. Besides, I think that door said something about you being a puny, noodle armed village idiot. You should show it who's the boss!

I have close to full power on spells, but I will follow the party will. Sorry about low posting, work and now a concussion are making thing challenging...

Hitpoints: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Favored Class Bonus +1 skill point
+1 Will
New spells Thunderstomp, Ear Piercing Scream
+1 O level Spell
+1 1st level spell
+1 BaB
+1 Skill point history, nature, Planes, Religion, Linguistics, Stealth

New Language: Varisian

Sorry!

Still working on brain recalibration.

So, I was rear ended yesterday, and am now working on a concussion.

My posting may be a bit light for a time as I am to limit my computer time due to a bit of brain shake up.

:(

Also, delay action to see what happens.

Religion: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

I'm all for clearing this place out, but desecration might outweigh valor at some point.

I have a near full load out on spells, however, I believe keeping our meat shiel...front line combatants in top form should be a priority.
No sense on giving the Dragon of the early evening an easy kill!

The little pyro is still here, but work is consuming me terribly.

Changes in the company starting june 1st (presumably) will make things easier. I'll have more free time, 10 hour days average vs 14ish and change.

Just know I haven't dropped out and I am enjoying the chance to play this path.

Please do not hold up the game waiting on me if I am unable to post, I believe everyone know what I will do!

I'm catching up on posts now, I should be up to date and posting in the morning.

Thank you for not firing the fire starter!

Sorry about the low posting rate, it should improve, but may still be an issue.

I will try to have a tactics section up under Ake's profile so as to not hold the game up.

Once more, so sorry!

Add an "hours" between 12-13 and days there, My time working 9 weeks of double and triple shifts are long past.

Sorry about the low posting rate, work has been hitting me with 12-13 days and other drama has drained my mental resources badly. Things should be improving...I hope!

Mumble grumble, great a new scar, right on my pretty face...

Ake will peruse the notes or assist whom ever does so.

Feel better!

NO YOU GREAT OAF, I STUBBED MY TOE! Get in here and make like these things are doors that insulted your mother!

OOOOOOOOOOOOOWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWWW!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!YO U NEED TO CHILL OUT!!!!!!!!!!

Casting Burning Hands Modified by Versatile Evocation to Cold.

Cold Hands, like my Spouse: 2d4 + 1 ⇒ (3, 1) + 1 = 5

Squares AK7 AL7

Real Life chewing me up right now, but I'm still here!

Where Ravel goes, Ake follows, either in front or by her side.

I prefer to be next to Ioann in the front, my spells work better if I don't "accidentally" fry my team mates!

Sure, a frontal assault sounds fine!

Due to extensive ooc knowledge, I am going to shy away from to many decisions on direction of attack and exploration, it's just easier that way.