Alfred and Wareagle:
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Alfred and Wareagle:
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Here is a character from an previous Legacy of Fire game that died very early on. I can details as needed. It does contain UM material in the form of the vermin companion.
Good luck, folks; all the characters look awesome.
The only thing that might require further adjustment is the equipment list. Otherwise everything should be goood to go. The giant scorpion animal companion is the only thing I can think of from the Ultimate books, but I'm at work, so don't have them with me to reference page numbers.
A character for a defunct legacy of fire game. I'll rework it as needed tomorrow, but this should get the basic idea across.
That's understandable. At least you have the courtesy to alert the active players to this instead of just disappearing. If you are truly not motivated, it may be best to drop it with a proper warning before you simply forget to check in. Some games just don't work out; it's the nature of this style of play.
"I will keep an eye out for Romard. For now, I better report back to Garavel." Alfred will take his leave of the herders, and do a sweep beyond the edge of the mass of footprints looking for any that look like they are coming or going or anything else out of the ordinary before reporting all of his findings to Garavel.
"Do you know of anyone who would have a motive to start the fire and risk the entire encampment?" Alfred asks as he tells Ruven to go wait by the tree so as not to scare the animals.
Don't worry about it. Everyone goes through such cycles; it's just a matter of being patient and working through them.
"If you think of anything else helpful, let me know. The sooner we get to the bottom of this, the better." With that, Alf will take his leave of the priest and go talk to the herders. "I hope we got all the animals caught. Do you know anything of this matter that might be of use?"
"Good to hear. I have not focused much on healing in my time in the desert, but I have picked up a bit here and there. What do you know of Elois? Do you know of any reason why someone would want to kill him and risk the entire encampment in the process?"
"I suppose I can start with Father Zastoran if someone else wants to do a full head count before starting with the others." Alf heads back over to the halfling priest, "How is the patient doing?"
"I suppose the first thing is to find out who is supposed to be here, and make sure that matches with who is actually here."
"Ruven is my companion, yes. The last several years we have been kindred spirits wandering around the desert."
"Alfred Windbottom, but call me Alf." Alf replies as he watches Ruven continue to dig; it appears to be something she enjoys doing. After a quick chuckle, "Ruven, come and let these good people get comfortable with you. Not everyone enjoys sleeping in a hole."
Alfred will turn his attention to the fire, using create water to help douse it.
Letting the herders get the last of the goats, Alfred turns his attention to the fire, casting create water on it to help douse it.
That is generally how I handle checks. Unless they are being specifically declared, everyone is generally taking 10. There are exceptions, like secret Perception checks when the players don't know they are in danger or skills that normally can't be used untrained, but for the most part taking 10 on non declared actions seems to do just fine. It allows characters to show a certain amount of basic competency in the skill areas they have trained in, and keeps the game moving.
I can understand you frustration, as I DM myself, and slow pacing can kill a game if not watched carefully, but if that is the expectation, it shouldn't be a problem. The players leaving is a occupational hazard, especially with an AP. You just have to work through it, and at least you have a good place to insert new players in if you wish to find a replacement. Alfred can heal a bit, and change his focus a bit spell wise; having one or more people learn the Heal skill, and allowing the Cure Serious Injuries aspect to be used on an individual more than once a day (perhaps 1 + Con Mod per day, to reward those who took high Con)could help as well. Remembering about and using the other parts of that skill can also help alot. Peppering a few more potions of Cure Light Wounds to cover emergency healing might help as well. Healing in battle is generally a bad idea, and Alfred can provide emergency healing in such cases that it is needed, so learning to not rely on it isn't a bad thing.
Alfred will hastily cast stabilize on the dying man, unable to do much else quickly.
Alfred works to round up the last of the animals.
"Deal with the fire, Sihdrin. I'll take care of the animals." Alf heads over to the animal pens as he orders Ruven to start throwing dirt up on the backside of the fire to help keep it from spreading.
[ooc]Perception "That much smoke usually means fire. We'd better hurry."
Alfred flips through the journal quietly before handing to Marketus. "Not sure if there is anything of direct value in here or not. Perhaps you can divine some meaning I can't."
Ruven will bury herself just under the surface 30 feet from the tent as usual after a short supper. Meanwhile, Alf pulls out the journal and gives it a more thorough examination.
Alf will move 30' ahead and to the side of the party, switching from the camel to Ruven for a mount, so that Ruven can more comfortably use her tremorsense.
Alf grabs the purse and the journal, which he plans on reading when they rest that night.
Alfred strips the bodies of their gear as he tosses Ruven a treat from one of his pouches, letting his flamed hand dissipate. "Good job everyone. While Sihdrin is is scouting the area, lets get every thing of value from these gnolls before leaving them to the vultures. No point in in leaving potentially useful resources behind."
"Ruven, gnoll by friend, attack." Alfred commands his friend forward as he launches another ball of fire towards the gnoll in E7. Ruven bursts out of the sand and charges forward, grabbing at the gnoll with her pincer.
Alfred starts chanting, and yet another ball of flame appears in his hand.
Another ball of flame replaces the first one briefly before Alf sends that one flying at the same target as the first one. Ruven waits patiently just under the surface. Alf has the camel ready to move back as soon as a foe gets within Ruven's tremorsense, at which point Ruven will charge.
I'd probably stick with 5. It may take some adjustments on our part, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem.
"Ruven, dig." Alfred commands quietly as his fist lights up with fire. The scorpion digs down 5 feet where she can wait undetected until her prey comes closer to Alf's camel. To the others, "I would recommend keeping your distance from my camel until you see Ruven again if I were you." He stands ready to start flinging fire as soon as the first gnoll gets within range (120 feet).
Alf will watch, and be ready to use his natural abilities to cast Produce Flame as soon as combat manifests itself. Ruven will wait by Alf's camel ready to attack anything that comes too close.
"Hyenas. But their behavior is off. Something or someone else may be around. Be on your guard."
"Either way, I suggest we stop here and wait to see if they approach. Alfred readies his crossbow just in case of trouble.
"We have company up ahead. Can't tell what though."
"Certainly. The desert can be most beautiful after a rain shower, but it is also at it's most dangerous as well."
I'd give Khasud until Friday, and Hazem another week after that. 2 weeks seems to be about right for booting. It gives people time to recover from real life at least long enough to get to a public computer and update their situation.
Getting used to the normal routine of the trip, Alfred starts talking with his companions, trying to get a full measure of their capabilities so that when real trouble does hit, the group can already be ready for it.
The weekend. It happens occasionally around here. I wouldn't stress it too much.
So far so good.
Alfred sends in Ruven to handle wake up duty as he finishes his morning meditation. Having a sense of humor, Ruven decides to Hazem as her plate to finish off her latest catch, a lizard that strayed too close to the tent.
"Ruven eats the same things her smaller wild cousins do, just in greater quantities. Fortunately, she can hunt it up herself easily enough for the most part, so I don't usually have to worry too much about it."
"No, it's for you. It's called trail food. Better get used to it." Alfred smiles as Hazem puzzles over the jerky. When they setup camp, "Perhaps some kind of watch would be good tonight, as we don't have the sandstorm and oasis to provide us protection. I can take last watch."
After finishing up his meditation as Ruven eats breakfast, Alfred helps with the remainder of the packing, and stays close to Hazem to quell any problems before they start today.
"Should be easy enough to deal with." Alfred comments as he calmly ties up his bedroll before going to calm them down.
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