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I hate to say this, but it's been 3 weeks since I was last able to post because of a lame misunderstanding. I'm going to bow out. I was enjoying the module, but it's just going too slow. Sorry guys. Have fun.

"Even if it takes a while, it's still faster than any other method," Allen goes to help Analise inspect the body.

Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

I'm really going for the "go-with-the-flow" type... especially when there isn't something that Allen's been trained for. He is a bit hyper though, and gets antsy if the party isn't moving.

Allen moves along with the group, looking around at the interior of the cave. He will help if anyone wants to search through anything, but mostly he's just trying to have fun exploring.

"Yeah Numeria uses silver disks like that for currency! I wonder if that's why they were stacked?" Allen agrees with Raven.

"About the only thing I could do is see if they were magical."

"Shall we continue on if everyone's ready?" Allen seems a bit anxious whenever he has to stay in one place for too long. He paces a lot and looks around, traits which undoubtedly led him to the worship of Desna, the goddess of travel, in the first place.

"Too much death indeed...and I doubt we'll be lucky enough for this to be the last we encounter."

"Burn it maybe?" Allen tries to be helpful.

"Ok, is anyone hurt!?" Allen looks around, making sure that everyone is ok.

Since there's so many people in the way and his ineptitude with his weapon, Allen will hold off on attacking and just wait for his friends to finish off the last one. "Good job guys!"

I love Dark Heresy

Allen slides himself back away from the slimes in order to let another person ahead, then he aims his crossbow and tries to hit the closest one.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

Yeah, sometimes PBP can be a bit slow.

"Be careful! How did the body get in the mound? Maybe it pulled him in! Allen stays near the middle of the group, crossbow at ready, holy symbol shining light to see by.

"Yes, of course, I am a servant of Desna, also known as Lady Luck. She can make the random a little less, uhm, random." He smiles a little.

I'm glad it worked out! :-)

"Good job everyone, let's take a break and we can get moving when we're all feeling better." Allen starts looking people over, "Is anyone hurt?"

Allen decides to use the same tactic, this time touching Raven to grant a Bit of Luck.

Locke can roll hit crit confirmation again due to the Bit of Luck.

I hope I'm not in the way where I'm placed, I wanted to be centrally located in case I need to channel energy, or cure light wounds.

Fortitude: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15
Allen is able to duck his head to avoid the blinding flash. He considers loosing another bolt at the creature, but with the chaos of the melee and the people in the way he decides to call upon his deity for help.

He reaches out and touches Locke, "Lady Luck give my friend a moment of guidance!"
He uses the Bit of Luck power to enable Locke to roll 2 d20s during the next round, taking the better one, every time he needs to for the round. Since I'm at the bottom of the initiative it will be for his next actions and round.

"AACK! That's not pleasant at all!" Allen draws his crossbow as he moves into position and aims at the creature. "Lady Desna make my aim true."
Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Damage: 1d6 ⇒ 5

"I agree with Analise, she needs to be returned to her family." He stands and looks around, holy symbol shining light throughout the room.

Heal: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (11) + 3 = 14 Allen goes over to check the body, he kneels down and inspects carefully.

Follows along, in the middle of the group, ready for action.

Sorry guys, I checked early, and only now got back...glad to see the battle was over quickly.

Allen looks on, eyes wide, "Wow, that was great!"

"Thank you, Wicket!" Allen says as he is being dried off, he does a quick check of his equipment to make sure it is all undamaged. Then he looks around the room, "Lady Luck grant us light to see by." he grasps his holy symbol which begins to shine light out into the room.
Casting light obviously.

"Desna aid us!" -KER SPLOOSH!-

"I'll stay toward the middle, that way I can get to anyone quickly." Allen breathes deeply and stretches a little trying to get ready for the swim.

"Speaking of current...if it looks like I'm getting swept away, I'd be most grateful for a rescue." He looks a little embarrassed, but felt the need to say that just before everyone dives in.

While they're getting ready and crossing he will wonder, A lot of people are getting headaches and joint pains...I wonder if the Torch going out could have any connection.

How was it?

we'll try to keep it to a minimum so you don't have walls of text upon your return

"I've heard of bags and packs that are enchanted to hold much more than their size and weight would seem...maybe I can get one of those in the future."

He nods, "So, we've got a little while before meeting up at the tavern again? I hope it's enough time for the others to have rested up some. I for one am pretty excited to be on our way!"

"I would love to have access to a rope...but I don't really want to carry one myself." Allen looks a little shamefacedly down at himself.

He's already at the limit of his weight, a rope would put him into medium encumbrance...actually even a lantern would put him over

Allen looks up at Raven, "I don't have a rope or lantern, I have some candles..." He looks a bit sheepish, "You see, ropes are so bulky and heavy, and I'm so small."

His eyes widen when the dwarf mentions swimming, "I hope I don't become too much of a burden on this venture...I am not a very good swimmer. If it's not too far, or difficult, I'm sure Desna will grant her favor...but if it's too far, I might need help."

The little fellow gapes a bit at the mention of that much money, "It looks as if fortune will favor the bold!"

He looks around at the others, "So, when are we leaving?"

"Hey, I know the Technic League aren't the nicest guys, and they're basically in charge of Numeria...you don't think they had anything to do with the Torch going out?" He inquires of the group while they are moving through the town.

"So, while the others are busy, does anyone want to go talk with the council, maybe look around the town to see if anyone has ideas about what was going on?" He looks around at the other three hopefully.

When the stars are highest...

Yeah, only once in a 24 hour period, after 8 hours of uninterrupted rest for arcane casters. Divine casters don't need the rest so much, but they pray for their spells at the same time everyday; midnight in my case.

"Desna has granted me the ability to make magical light as I will. It is one of the orisons I know."

He looks around at everyone, "I agree that time is of the essence, but I also know that rushing into the unknown can often cause more problems than taking more time to prepare. Especially if you consider that Analise is fatigued from summoning her magic. And, admittedly, I will have to wait until midnight to pray for Desna's guidance again."

Allen shrugs, "Whether we leave now or tomorrow morning, I'm here to help! I wouldn't mind a chance to find out more about Torch and see what information we can pick up. But, either way, I'm sure Lady Luck will guide our path."

The spell casters could use the rest.

Allen watches the interplay interestedly,"I'm up for going into the caves, if we hurry we might be able to rescue him if he's in trouble, or help him if he's not!"
He looks at Locke and Rywokit, "No, I just met Locke...but he seems a decent enough fellow. Also, I'm not actually from Torch, but I've heard quite a bit about it."

I guess we'll have to ask other people who know him and what he might have been up to.

He smiles at Raven broadly, "You know I don't understand most of what you say...but I sure like listening to you!"

I'm trying to restrain myself.

Watches the wooden man carefully, head slightly tilted. By Desna, how is it going to drink that?
Still staring he asks to the room at large, "Uhm, what was that thing?"

Allen moves over to Analise and tends to her wounds, "Desna, remove her pain and heal her body."
Sacrifice Longstride to cast Cure Light Wounds for 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 healing.

He then looks up at Val, "That would be great, thank you!"

But now we can scavenge our first tech items!

The language looks really cool... good choice.