S'OK, Choon. I missed the post closing the thread. Best of luck with the game. I'll pop back over and delete my post in the RP thread.
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Throwing my hat in the ring. Amar the Sailor, bard. Still have to shop for him, but his gear is outlined in the profile. I think the crunch on the character is done. but I might easily have missed something. Choon, this looked just too good to pass up. I'll look in on the preselection RP thread.
Looks like you guys are off to a roaring start!
Checking in as understudy. The weekend took me off me usual posting schedule. Congratulations to the A team. Considering the strength of the field, I am honored to have made the B team. The rules changes and additions all look good to me. Best of luck to the current cast.
Definitely still interested. I'll double check Amar and finish up.
Oh! It's glorious! Thank you, Miraji. That's been annoying me for some time. You don't happen to know when they made that change to spoiler formatting do you?
Looks like we have plenty of grognards around. I've been playing rogues a long time. One cool thing about the old AD&D rogue was the fast advancement. Your HD may have been d6 but you got them 50% faster than anybody else. Keeping wizards alive at low level. Maybe one in three made it to 2nd level, but it wasn't til fourth or so that you could really imagine surviving to a ripe old age. I kind of liked the limited spell availablity. You had to hoard those spells for the right encounter or moment.
Unless they sold our stuff before the ship left port.
Aye, sir on both counts. Amar is neutral, but a bit of a soft touch, given to sympathy for anyone down on their luck. So, given that the Player's Guide says we've been shanghaied, can we skip shopping. I hate shopping.
I'd throw my hat into the ring if I had a hat. This last spell ashore's been hard though and all my money's gone and most of my goods to drink and women. I've got to get a berth, one last voyage to set myself up. Then I'll quit the sea.
Spot:
Even at the end of the line where only a third can be heard, Urdok's monologue still has the power to deaden minds and dim eyes. Amar sees nothing.
Spot Amar follows the others, slowly drifting over the course of the trip from the front to the rear of the line.
Amar searches the camp perimeter by walking slowly bent over with his face at knee level. He clicks, and clucks and whirrrrs to himself.
"No it's all right. The rocks in his gizzard'll help him digest." AMar says distractedly. "I swear he jumped. He ought to be right there."
Search Amar stares at the cliff face vacantly.
"There's always Amelia, " Amar observes. Search Spot
"I see him, Fang! Wait -- what? " Amar starts to run ahead. "A man just stabbed himself and jumped off the cliff!" Amar will run to the spot where the man fell and look down for him.
Amar waits until the others are clear of the water. Then he leads his crab and a school of random fish calmly to dine on dead crab #1. At peace himself he wades to the sandy beach.
Amar watches the third crab settle back to the ocean bottom. [i]Go with the blessings of the sun and the green.{/ooc]
Init Amar runs forward and to the side while calling on Obad Hai to calm the beasts.
Spoiler:
School enchantment (compulsion) [mind-affecting]; Level druid 1, ranger 1
Casting Time 1 standard action Components V, S Range close (25 ft. + 5 ft./2 levels) Targets animals within 30 ft. of each other Duration 1 min./level Saving Throw Will negates; Spell Resistance yes This spell soothes and quiets animals, rendering them docile and harmless. Only ordinary animals (those with Intelligence scores of 1 or 2) can be affected by this spell. All the subjects must be of the same kind, and no two may be more than 30 feet apart. The maximum number of HD of animals you can affect is equal to 2d4 + caster level. The affected creatures remain where they are and do not attack or flee. They are not helpless and defend themselves normally if attacked. Any threat breaks the spell on the threatened creatures.
Amar shoulders his pack and wades into the water. He sings a sailor's song, The Chase of the Kraken about a seamonster and a ship of the same name. The song is intentionally ambiguous in places.
Perception Amar scans the water before setting foot in it.
"Yes, a good start. Pelor smiles. I'd take rum over ale, but we're likely to find neither here. A tall ship and a long voyage is what we need."
Amar is less cautious than Halga. With a sort of whimper, he dashes down the stairs to stretch prone in the sand on the beach. [i]Pelor, Shining one. Obad Hai, Green Shadow. Kord the Strong, and Olidamara the sly. Thank you. " In this more salubrious atmosphere Amar begins to pray.
Sorry I want to get some sleep -- no descriptive prose. Cure light for Urdok Cure light for Cyrus Amar is surprised and delighted (relighted) as concentrating with the pearl causes one of his daggers to take on a flaming appearance.
As the party gets ready to bed down, Amar offers to pray with the injured for a "bit o' comfort in the Shalm's name."
Taking the pearl from Urdok, Amar rolls it around in his hands, "Gem of the sea, stolen from your mother's mouth. Help me. draw light from the dark. " He tries casting continual flame, if that doesn't work then cure moderate, if that doesn't work then cure light. Rules question: If I spontaneously burn a spell to cast a cure, will the pearl give me the cure spell or the spell I discarded?
Amar looks from Urdok to the others.
Amar examines the verbose dwarf.
Amar jumps at the sound of the spears driving toward his porcupined companions. "Sorry, sirs. Here let me help you with those." He steps into the room to help.
Amar stands outside in the big hall, looking back and forth for more skeletons to emerge from the darkness.
From the back of the crowd Amar cranes his neck trying to see what's in the tiny room. He holds his magical torch high to help everyone else see too.
Amar stretches, just happy to have the pack off his back.
Amar shifts around the undead to make room for the others. He swings again. +2 if sneak attack applies
Still screaming about the Shalm's anger, Amar dashes over to the remaining walking dead and slashes with his shortsword.
Amar's eyes narrow. He rushes toward the undead farther down the corridor. "Back to your graves, foul beans. The Green Lord will not have you here!"
Turn undead: ==> undead with 8 or fewer HD are affected
Turn undead rule: Spoiler:
Check: Most powerful HD affected = Clerics level + ((1d20 + Ch) –10)/3) round down
Total HD turned = 2d6 + cleric level+ Ch If Cleric level >/= Undead Hit Dice, Undead is destroyed. Turned Undead Flee for 10 rounds if possible or Cower (attacks versus them +2) Closing range to less than 10’ Let’s undead overcome turning. Also how do you do the cool green formatting for the rolls?
Will Save:
Amar recoils from the wall of fear passing over the group, then something primitive inside him answers with anger. One hand whips his sword from its sheath. One hand reaches for the holy ivory around his neck.
Amar takes advantage of the moment to shrug off his pack. "Ahh. A little break for the working man then."
Amar walks further into the room. He shifts his pack on his shoulders and yearns for the support of his staff.
Amar slides into the room behind the others. The skeletal snake dancers unnerve him somewhat.
Amar stands behind the crowd holding his continual flame torch high so that it's easy for everyone to see. (or be seen)
While Urdok answers Amar looks at the floor and mumbles, "Oh. Reee oh."
Amar sidles around the outside of the party until he's beside Halga. "Good to see you, mate. It's not been easy being the only crewman awake. Passengers and officers all got orders they want carried out and just me to do it. It's been a rough passage. The dwarf-mage and the big lizard are all right though." He slides a flask of rotgut out of a pocket. "Here, have a nip o' this. Don't late the Mate see you though. Truth be told, we don't know where we're going. After a couple big fights on the surface, we took shelter in this cave. There was a tunnel out the back that looked like it was going our way. We just took it."
Curaigh: Spoiler: I sure hope the newcomers don't read this spoiler. It will shatter your illusion of DM omniscience. I don't have the adventure, so I can't help with what's in the ooze pool. Maybe some Fig Newtons?
Seeing the oozing burns on the lizardman's scales, Amar steps forward holding his scrimshaw rod of the gods and calls upon Obad Hai for help.
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