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Amihan takes a badge and pins it on the inside of her cloak. She gathers her meager belongings, and draws herself up. "Anytime we're ready."

Amihan is startled by white-haired elf's frankness. Dying certainly wasn't part of the plan. But between this and the Tyrants, she'd rather risk it here. Besides, there should be plenty of opportunities to escape in Xen'drik..

"If we are to fight on the surface, should we not know who or what we are up against?"

Posted in the discussion thread.

Rushed but:

I'll be out of the country from April 1st to 7th, and I highly doubt I'll get internet access in that duration. Feel free to dmpc my character if needed.

She looks over to Amihan observing silently. "Hi, I didn't catch your name."

"Amihan." She replies, perhaps a little more brusquely than intended. She smiles apologetically for a moment, then looks away. She wonders again; if the shifter was yet another Tyrant, if they were already looking for her, and when the airship leaves. Until then, she could do nothing but wait.

Amihan froze for a moment by the sudden question, before falling into the familiar mannerisms of her current face. Giving the strange gnome her most winning smile, she answers, "Ready as I'll ever be." And hurries up the stairs before the gnome can say a word.

Sorry, I've been overlooking this pbp.

He approaches the base of the tall tower in Sharn ,and witnesses the altercation between the changlings. Silently, he moves to follow the one who has begun the climb to the top where the airship hovers, waiting for him, it seems like.

Amihan walked up the stairs, still quite conscious of her surroundings. Someone seemed to be following her. She quickened her pace, ready to run if necessary. She planned this far too long not to fail.

Nightflier, if you think we need the help..go for it.

To all, let's keep quiet about my real race. I'm posing as an elf for the foreseeable future. Nightflier, should I roll a disguise check?

She blended into the crowd seamlessly, just another cloak amongst dozens. Out in the open, she had to run, each time offering a silent prayer to the Traveler for guidance. She moved swiftly despite the heavy weight of the pack, managing the twists and turns of the city with the ease that could only come from months of preparation. She had to move fast, before anyone could notice her disappearance.

She rounded the corner, turned left, then right, up a flight of stairs, and suddenly she was at street level, not far from the newest tower in Sharn. She paused for a moment to catch her breath.

"They say it's the tallest tower in Sharn so far." A voice drawled. Amihan turned to see a bestial half-orc grinning toothily at her. To Amihan's infinite horror, the face morphed to something more familiar. "That form may fool everyone else, but you are not the only one to see what Amihan looks like behind her veil. But I suppose you're Amihan now."

"I have to report this, sister. There is no leaving the Tyrants." The newcomer continued conversationally. "But for Amihan's sake, not yours, I'll give you a head start." The face winked once, before morphing back into that of a half-orc. "Go, before I change my mind."

"Thank you." Amihan intoned gratefully, before running the last stretch into the tower.

The game is on! And ooc thread link because it's nice to have one.

Game Thread is linkified for my sanity

Still waiting around, and I have my fingers crossed for non-fizzlage.

I think I can say character done for now. Thus I present Amihan who is currently in the form of an elf. Try not to remember she's really a changeling. It's a secret

Oh and Nightflier, I'm wondering if I can take a reflavored adopted trait that relates more to changelings. She's not really adopted per se, but with all the constant shifting into other races, I'm sure she picks up a thing or two.

Davi The Eccentric wrote:

Updating the list I made earlier:** spoiler omitted **

Thanks, Davi. We have nine players and that is enough. No more will be accepted. I have approved Fharalkakhad, Finial and Rhiannon. The others need some more work. Gameender, what ability modifiers have you used for your changeling?

No ability modifiers yet, actually, since the only changes I did for the changeling so far was change the Speak Language to Linguistics. In fact with rampant editting, I think I'll add a +2 to strength now.

Oh, and background is more done than before. Had to dig through several books to finish. Haha.

EDIT

Okay, here's the statted out version. I'm not sure about languages yet, and I don't know the starting gold for an Oracle, it doesn't seem to be listed.

This post says that the APG oracle iconic was made with cleric starting gold.

Gamender here, with a partially created character. Sorry about the delay, the 'something I ate' I said earlier turned out to be some form of intestinal flu. Haha. Yes I laugh.

Oh, and before I forget, can I take changeling racial feats, nightflier? Racial Emulation specifically from RoE p.110. And any other changes to the changeling while I'm making the char?

Edit: I can't find mention of starting gold for an inquisitor. After a quick board search, the most I could find is a suggestion to use Cleric starting gold, so I might as well use that, unless you say otherwise Nightflier.

Strangely, pseudonaturals have the outsider subtype despite how they look. Unless there's more than one kind of pseudonatural. Anyway, I didn't specify it, but I'm taking the 5ft step east. I just said 5ft step back in mah post.

no blindness? aww.

Amihan takes another step back as the armored pseudonatural drew close, thankfully focusing its attention on Ba'andu. Seeing as her latest spell had little effect on the creatures, she opts for a different tactic. Taking the smallest pinch of root shavings in her hand, she throws it into the air, where it slowly grew into a thin and hazy cloud. A word of arcane power on her lips, the cloud descended upon her and her comrades, and she felt the battle slow to a crawl...

Another 5ft step back (Mind expanding the map a little ways east ekeebe? haha. I'm feeling a little boxed in at the moment.) And I cast the haste spell on myself and everyone else. Gah for shoddy spell choices. I was sure I picked up black tentacles before D:

HP updated to reflect damage. Initiative check is 22, and I seem to be boxed in by my comrades! D:

Amihan backed away from the attacking pseudonatural once again, and once more turned to the advancing group. She pulls a small handful of dust out of her pouch, and blew lightly on it, causing it to scatter into the wind. She brought her hands down theatrically, and a golden cloud erupted in the midst of the pseudonaturals.

Getting a hang of this. In a sleepy rush, so I tossed a quick glitterdust(DC17) catching orange, and 8 and 10. I've been wanting to throw one since I prepared it. Haha. And I move two squares down, and take the aoo. Will update tactics later. Fine. Tomorrow.

Edit: and if Iriel is right about the rerolling init, 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Gah, spellcasters are harder to play than I thought D:

That said, sorry about the delay. I had a post made up this morning, and hit the submit button right before running off. Didn't notice the forums eating it up.

Rolled my initiative along with my knowledge checks. Haha. It's a 22.

Amihan takes a step back from the nearest pseudonatural, and turns to the largest clump of them. Raising her hands, she sends out a wave of energy washing over them.

I take a 5ft step south, still beside Basilan, and I cast confusion(DC20) on the largest set of them. I think pseudos 1,2,3,4 can be caught in the 15ft burst.

Oh, and if I recall my pseudonaturals correctly, they have spell resistance. Caster Level check 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

EDIT: Dammit, I have posting problems today.

Let's assume that I told them about the pseudonatural after I did the knowledge check. haha.

Well so much for that idea. Basilan is a place in my country (Philippines), so I assumed you were also from around here. Same-ish timezone though, so I don't have to worry about lagging behind too much in posting like in my other pbp's.

Staying on my spot as well. Depending on how fast people post in combat in this campaign, I might also detail possible future actions as well in spoiler tags.

On another note, where you from Ekeebe? The name Basilan gives me some idea.

Amihan stands her ground next to Basilan, her spellbook at the ready. A small piece of cured leather in hand, she cast her spell. Raw arcane magic danced in her hands, which she manipulated skillfully to settle and thicken around her like a protective coat.

"Stay close to me." Amihan whispers to Basilan.

I cast mage armor on myself, +4ac for 9 hours to...just me. Also, a knowledge check on what these townsfolk have become.

Edit: apply my general knowledge checks to whatever the strange rune of three hooked arm like squiggles around a small circle is.

Basilan's talk with Amihan was short and straight to the point. In the past, there had been little talk between the two, with her magical tutelage having taken much of her time. The chicken incident was brought up, with polite chuckles all around, and her mother's health was inquired. Amihan still felt ill at ease when at his presence, remembering Basilan as the stoic old master that she had to keep distance from. Still, she felt she owed it to the old man, and agreed to accompany his venture out of respect.

Towards the end of their journey, she felt something amiss. Maybe it was the lack of animals as they neared Hallowfield, or the thin plume of smoke that Basilan insisted was a small campfire that gave her that idea, but it did nag her until they reached Hallowfield. The cleric's song stopped abruptly, and Amihan found herself aghast at the devastation.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (10) + 12 = 22

Gah, I forgot to change my Improved Familiar feat before the game started. Hope you don't mind the last minute change Ekeebe.

I keep forgetting about this thread. Best to bookmark it. Anyway, after reading a certain illusion thread, I might be changing a few details about my character, shifting the focus from heavy images to..something else. Probably enchantments, to keep some of the theme. Mostly comes in the form of a few spell changes. Saves the discussion on how much I can illuse and some-such, and the headache of thinking too creatively.

Edit: Forget what I just said. Except for the bookmarking part.

I'm here as well. And I threw up a hasty background. Inventory might change until we actually start. I notice I am consumable-less.

Gah, gamender here. It's been one hell of a busy week, and I barely have time to make a char up. Or even attend to other pbp's. Anyway, This is what I got so far, still adapting from a previously defunct character.

Anyway, I'm picking up scrolls wholesale. Anyone got a good idea on what I should get? Been a while since I played a caster.

well just to let you know i would like you all post at least once a day.

Gah, very sorry, life was happening. Also, I was waiting for some of the others to post as well. I'm just about to leave home, so I'll write up a piece later when I get back.

Ooh, we're started. Eherm. Will expound a little more on background while the meat hasn't started yet.

Altheria opened her eyes, more than a little dazed from the strange dream. Groggily, she raised her head, managing to mouth a dry 'Where are we?' before having to lie down again.

"We're nearing Almas," Her aged companion said. "We'll be entering its gates by noontime if there is no delay."

"How long will you stay?"

"A week or two, at most. You'll be leaving us again, child?"

Altheria left her reply unspoken, and once more attempted to get up. This time successful, she peeked out of the wagon's window to see the bright morning sun, freshly risen on the horizon.

"We'll return in a year's time. Until then, you know where to find us." Her companion continued.

"Alika, have I ever needed it?"

"No child, you have not." Alika smiled mirthlessly. "But then again, I did promise your parents. Be sure tell the others that you're staying in Almas. Can't have that stunt in Elidir repeated again."

For a moment, Altheria thought back to her strange dream of the stairway and the hail of stones and shuddered.

"Cold, child?"'

"Just a dream Alika, just a dream."

Ooh, another elf! What land do you hail from?

Oh, and I can start anytime.

Wanted to try something different. So I made me an elven fighter.