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I wanted to thank DM Delmoth for allowing me to join this game. Unfortunately, I am going to allow Akrynn to be buried in the sands of doooom! Had fun and here's to you guys finding your way back to Sigil!
Akrynn watches in rapt fascination as the glaives pierce through his organs.
And he falls....
Coming out of hiding, the druid walks confidently toward the last 6 Crocs in the line. Waving his hands and speaking primal words of power, Akrynn targets their bows.
You boys haven't seen a shady sellsman about have ya?
Slow and steady, the druid continues to Stealth forward.
Almost close enough...
Keeping to cover, the druid continues to Stealth forward.
The druid begins advancing; taking advantage of any natural cover to Stealth.
The druid looks ready to advance...
Perhaps, we check out another area; or, we can start a mess.
Akrynn points out the Croc-guys.
He points to the Portal.
Akrynn begins tracing Runes.
He then follows.
The druid looks venomously at the dry leaves around him!
Akrynn points over to the Storage-looking building.
Agreed. We scout the outer buildings as a group. Where to first? Storage would be a good place to start, as we could potentially find equipment.
I am thinking that it's a trap! Splitting the party (while normally fun) in this case will only result in losing a cat and a stiff. Perhaps we scout the parameter buildings firstly.
Akrynn whispers, I can sneak over to see what's up with the Pen. Although, if it's locked...
You keep dangling the carrot...
As soon as they step through the Portal, ride the nausea of travel and register their surroundings, the druid finds them a place to hide.
Once a destination is decided, the druid begins tracing Runes.
...and into the Fire! The druid enters.
Out of the frying pan... Akrynn looks to the area for evidence that the asshats came this way.
Akrynn pats Rinika on the shoulder.
The druid traces a Guidance Rune. He then begins to look for an easier way down.
The druid steps through the Portal with a resigned sigh.
Appearing on the huge tree branch, the druid smirks.
Akrynn looks as if camping and relaxing and gathering druidic herbs while Nik patches and stitches is fine.
Akrynn continuously turns his head from Nik and back to Jek with an expression of what the f&*~!
The young druid just shrugs his shoulders.
I am always grateful when a PbP continues; great group, great DM!
The Urban druid looks on as Jek and Conor both channel their inner freaking foliage druids!
Nice plants and leaves. Don't mind us; just passing through to get some bad guys.
Akrynn tales a puff.
The druid begins searching for any cannabis.
The druid begins kicking dirt!
Akrynn stands up straight. The druid declares in an demonstrative--but irritated--voice, Whomever the asshat hiding in the foliage, I prohibit you from hiding there! Prohibition:
Prohibition (Su)
As a standard action, you can command a creature within 30 feet to refrain from committing a particular action (including any referenced in the spell forbid action). If the creature performs the named action before the beginning of your next turn, it takes 1d6 points of damage + 1 point for every 2 cleric levels you possess and the effect ends. This is a language-dependent effect. You can use this ability a number of times per day equal to 3 + your Wisdom modifier.
The druid stares at the blocking foliage. He searches for a way through the stuff.
The druid traces a Detect Magic Rune. He scans the area for magical signatures.
Akrynn traces a Guidance Rune, prior to going up.
Doubtful! I am willing to go up and take a look ahead.
I feel like there's a joke hiding in that...
Akrynn looks around.
The young druid laughs hysterically as he traces a Rune for Stablize for Rinika. He then takes out the Wand of Cure Light Wounds. He heals himself and any who need it.
A steady stream of cursing streams through the air, as the druid falls to the forest floor!
Akrynn just shakes his head as the foliage begins to spring into view. As their host fades away like the druid's peculiar belief of normalcy, Akrynn goes to the window to watch the towers trajectory.
Ring of Featherfall is a staple on all my noncasters.
So what happens if our Ride disagrees with us kicking the s%!# out of them?
Akrynn enters the Tower. The druid views the inside, the monkeys with fezes, the spread. He just shakes his head.
The druid waves at the diminutive dark-skinned man, smiling down at them.
Akrynn joins Jek; politely ushering along Rinika. The druid attempts to figure out how long before it gets here.
Akrynn bows an affirmative to their Cool Cat!
The druid looks amused at Rinika.
Definitely, do not see that every day! |