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Just checking in as I'm still alive and my life is slowly getting back to normal. I'm not ready to jump in yet but I wanted to at least pop my head in so you don't forget about me. :)

Baby was born yesterday! Finally!

I haven't even been on Paizo since my last message, too much going on and wife needed lots of help and work on top of that was smothering. But now the baby is out! woohoo! Everything is smooth sailing from here on out! ;)

I got a week off of work now and plan on catching up and getting things rolling again right soon.

My wife is very prego and we have no baby yet but two false labors.... ugh.

So work is sapping my will to live these days, and my wife can't sleep and I'm having trouble getting onto the boards. Please be patient as I try to get myself some wiggle room to post.

You are not forgotten!

Amnur thinks for a bit, "Let's just have everyone go to the other side except me and Varian, then string a couple ropes across. Then we'll give the end of this one tied to him Varian, who can climb across the gap while I hold the slack. Then when Varian's across we just let Kalkamedes go over the edge, still tied, and pull him up from the other side?"

Amnur blows out an exasperated sigh and begins the long process of dragging the man over to where the gap narrows. "Let try it over where it's not so wide. Maybe we can throw him over!" and with the others help starts making progress.

We're taking him to where it narrows some

That's fine as long as the scan of the far side of the ravine didn't reveal anything to grapple.

Amnur, holding steady against the pull of the rope calls out, "Can the rope be grappled onto anything on the other side? I got one in my pack." He seems to think for a bit, then adds, "And who else has rope?"

So try to grapple a tree or something on the other side, and who else has rope? Amnur is using one, Shi used one to climb a little ways down. Amnur owns 1. If we have 3-4 total Shi can reach the bottom.

*Edit* looking at everyone. Looks like we have 3 ropes. 1 used on Kalkamedes. So two extra for roughly 100' unless knotted. So try to grapple across with one of the 2 unused.

Amnur calls over from his position, "How's she doing down there?"

So, whats the plan to get across the gap? Climb down and look for a way to get across where it narrows? From the description of the chasm it seems like a tall order. Maybe we could try something like Chris Odonell did in the one mountain movie? :)

Myvlie maybe there's a magic way to secure the rope?

Amnur watches Shi getting ready to climb over the edge, "Uhh, I'm no expert, but is it possible to grapple over somehow? Does anyone have a grapple or maybe just jump? I don't know how deep that is, but I'm guessing it's no gentle fall..." The dwarf watches the others mill about with concern in his eyes, and tries to move Kalkamedes back another 10' for good measure.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20

Amnur pulls backwards deperately while his eyes quickly scan ahead and from side to side for a tree or rock to brace against for additional leverage. "Ooooh TORAGS TEETH!!" he shouts, "Get that sleeping fool stopped!"

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23
Perception - something to brace against: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Amnur grins in spite of himself, water dripping from his armor and beard, the rope soggy in his hands, "I'm gonna get a rash." he laments to himself. Louder he says, "Well, get out there ahead of him and let's get this silly escapade moving!" and starts out as soon as one of those in the lead gives the all clear.

Amnur gives Orion a squinty-eyed look full of irritation, "Well, now ya get to smell both! Ya skinny little hairless gobin!"

I know someone, but not sure what level characters are available... standby

Sorry guys. Works been a killer and my wife's nearly ready to pop out another kid (aka= understandably needy) and free time has gotten scarce. Thanks for your patience.

Amnur remains tied to Kalkamedes, figuring it's easier than trying to catch the man again, especially after watching Varian catch that flailing fist. "I never really like swimming." he admits even as he wades in.

Swim check DC10. Take 10 + 4 skill - 4 ACP + 3 bonus - 1 attached rope = 12. Taking 10 4 times to make it across.

The dwarf moves slowly, but steadily across the bog when it gets deep enough to swim, doing surprisingly well for being encased in armor like he is, along with the rope hampering him. He grunts as he pulls hard at the water, "This armor is going to smell worse than normal, the way this bog-water is rushing in. Torags beard, this was a bad idea!"

Amnur watches the struggle with a mixture of mirth and frustration. He'd like to be able to help... for that matter he'd like to just let the man walkhimself into the swamp! But orders are orders, and Torag wouldn't like it, so there's that. So he just holds the man as best he can, jerking the rope to keep him off balance and mostly just preventing him from scrambling away. He nearly loses his grip after all their hard work, but just manages to hold on. "Well done you lot! How's the jaw Varian?" and tries hard to keep in an abrupt snort of laughter. "What was that hold you had him in? Wasn't the sleeper hold was it? Baha!"

Amnur gives up on trying to find a tree to tie Kalkamedes to, "Too dangerous if he gets loose. I'll just go with my armor. Shi! Orion! Get over here will you and help Varian attach these contraptions to the sleeping idiot? Looks like we're going straight through this Torag-loving mess."

Congrats Myvlie!

Cya Gryne! Good luck on your paper!

Nice job survivor man Varian. :)

Amnur frowns at that thought, one he hadn't considered yet. "If I can just find something to tie him to I best be taking my armor off."

GM - Doable?

GM - What suitable choices are being referenced?

Amnur smiles at Varian's quick thinking, "Nice work Varian. I don't swim well in this armor... but I can hold my breath a good long while. Hopefully long enough to get to higher ground. If Kalkamedes is pulling me along, I'm probably safest of all of you!" he says the last part with a wink.

Amnur points with his chin one direction, "Shi, want to check it that way for a path?" and then nods the other way, "Orion, how about over there, anything?"

Message delivered the dwarf starts looking around for a tree or rock to tie Kalkamedes to so they can work this problem out.

CMB if needed: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

So Happy! :)

Amnur watches Varian look out across the bog, and smiles in spite of the constant tug'o'war, glad his friends are trying to get them a way through this obstacle.

To whom it may concern,

Since our GM hasn't disallowed it, will those of you with better perception than +1 please roll to see if we can find a way around or safely through the muck? Also the CMB rolls are appreciated!

Thank you for your time,

The dwarf

/formal request

*nudges others* We want to look for floating things, paths through the bog, or something to carry Kalkamedes on.

Amnur grunts in effort and frustration as Kalkamedes makes headway toward the bog, glaring angrily over at Mylvies comment, "So glad -errrr- you think so --Mylvie! Why don't you make yourself.... -USEFUL and find something--useful!"

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (17) + 7 = 24

Amnur immediately digs his heels in when Varian shouts out, startled, as he was half-dozing from the continued walking. His panic quickly ebbs, but he digs his heels in just the same, aiming to bring Kalkamedes to a complete stop so they can get a plan together to traverse the bog.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

His feet aren't well set, or maybe it's the edges of the bog making the surrounding area less-stable, either way his effort to stop Kalkamedes isn't great. "Oh dear! Shi, can you help? How deep is that bog? Anyone see a way around or maybe a log or something that floats? Maybe we should just tie him to a stick and carry him across."

Knuckles white around the rope he looks around to try and see something useful.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Amnur sweats and curses under his breath as they maintain the constant tugging against the mindless efforts of Kalkamedes, the effort seeming to take forever. "Nice pulling Varian, I hope all this trouble is worth it!" he laments as they work.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14
CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16
CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8
CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (20) + 7 = 27
CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

One more pull away from center and then along the side I think, in case he tries to head back into the brambles.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (19) + 7 = 26

Amnur, in an effort to be sure Kalkamedes doesn't wander back through the brambles, digs his feet in and hauls once more to the side to get Kalkamedes on a safter path. Once they're all clear of the brambles, he intends to let Kalkamedes make his back back to his desired path.

*nudges others*

Amnur strains and Varian pitches in, but Amnur can tell it's not going to be enough, "Guys! We're gonna lose him into them brambles!"

Amnur grits his teeth, the white of them showing through his thick beard, "This guys mindless determination is impressive and annoying!" as he heaves once more back and to the side.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (5) + 7 = 12

Amnur, peers ahead, past his charge and to the brambles, "I suppose we shouldn't let him go through that!" and starts hauling the rope to the side and back, trying to both slow Kalkamedes and alter his course to miss the brambles.

CMB: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (7) + 7 = 14

Amnur, huffing along in the rear, notices Varian trying to mess with Kalkamedes, "Oi! What's up? Did he twist his ankle again?"

"Nice job Vari-- Uuuhp!" he's cut off as Kalkamedes drags him forward with surprising strength, and all Amnur can do is glower in Varian's direction as he focuses on keeping the man slowed enough to manage. Can't get to wherever we're going too soon! he thinks.

Amnur see's Varian cast a spell on Kalkamedes, "So he was hurt? Figured as much. Next time I got a wand of curing you can bonk him with, if you want to save your strength that is."

EDIT* You did use a wand! Whoops. Well, offer stands to use my wand on occasion, just to spread the usage around.

Cool. Stop him yes, till someone can take a look at him.

Amnur succeeds in holding Kalkamedes in place, grunting a little with the effort, "I swear Kalkamedes just turned his ankle, but I can't... take a look and hold him still. Will one of you check him out? This isn't as easy as it looks you know!"

So earlier he made a check against me, presumably against my CMD. And now I'm making one against him? I'd rather play to Amnurs strengths, which I believe is his CMD, rather than tugging at Kalkamedes with his arms. However that works out logically. Regardless --

Str: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

Amnur winces as he see's Kalkamedes stumble, seeing the severity of the angle. "Hold him up there!" Amnur calls and heaves back on the rope to stop all forward progress. "he may have turned that ankle when he stumbled, someone mind taking a look?" He asks, even as he keeps the rope taught and walks himself forward to see if he can get a better look himself.

Heal: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7

But he's largely unable to get a good look, too busy keeping pressure on the rope.

Amnur grimaces as Kalkamedes is released, not knowing how much strength to expect, but relaxes slightly as he realizes he can handle the sleepwalking fellow. "...Betwixt, betwixt, BE-twixt." he mumbles to himself, apparently liking the sound of the word. He looks to the others, "Lets be off." and starts walking, letting Kalkamedes pull him at an easy, steady pace. "Someone get out there in front of him or next to him to tell me when to stop." he suggests, for though he can see far into the darkness with his darkvision, he'd feel more comfortable with someone else on hand to protect the sleeping buffoon.

Amnur watches the others decide what to do with the incredible objects, a little sad to hand them off to someone else, but he equips the bound Kalkamides with the bracers, and ties the cloak on him as best he can. "Well, the crazy one is ready." he declares, stepping back a pace and making sure his 'anchor' is still secure about himself.

Ready freddy

Hey guys, sorry for the absence. Busy day at work and getting ready for baby in the evenings.

Amnur is like a fox in a henhouse as he 'ooh's and 'ahh's over the magical items. He hefts the bracers up, letting the light catch their edges, "So about these bracers. Do they look a bit dwarvish to anyone else?"

Amnur really doesn't need them. I'm just rp-ing. If someone else has their eye on them feel free. Did we lose Mylvie?

Amnur is too engrossed in the contents of the chest to partake in the fun at Shilyns expense. He's taking out each item, examining them and passing the for the others to consider. His gaze lingers a bit long on the bracers, fingers itching slightly as he considers what they could be. "Mylvie, my friend, anything here particularly magical in nature?" he asks with poorly concealed excitement.

Amnur inclines his head in a mockery of a stately bow, obviously quite proud of himself, "Thank you." Then turns back to Shi with an expectant look, eyebrows bobbing up and down as if to say 'Look what I did! What do you got?'

Amnur turns his head towards the sound of the falling barrel, banging his head inside the over with a hollow *BONG* sound which reverberates in the room. He climbs to his feet, with a touch more caution this time, and moves to the chest. Hoisting it out he heads over to Shi and plops the chest at her feet, "Time to earn your keep." and grins innocently.

Amnur shrugs, "If he's allowed to move full speed I'll be of no use to you anyways in a short while, at least this way I'll be able to slow him down some. Just don't let him get his hands on a blade!"

During his searching he hands the charcoal sketch to Varian and ducks back into the oven, pulling the lever he saw there. "This looking interesting." his deep dwarven voice echoes from inside the oven.

Amnur nods, "That's an excellent idea, and perhaps someone can be scouting out front to try and find a good path in the direction the fellows trying to go. Cause if we do come to a cliff I don't care if he's Torag himself! -I'll be steering him elsewhere." Amnur takes his rope from his pack and ties one end around the sleeping Kalkamedes, and after some consideration ties the other end around himself, looping the extra around his shoulders and pack. There's roughly 20' of rope between them, and Amnur gathers much of that excess into his hands, so he can feed more to the line, or take it in as the need arises.

Amnur can't help but jerk back to attention at the tone of command in her voice, and dutifully looks around the room for equipment or notes of possible use to them.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21

Woo! I crit that perception in the face!

Amnur smiles in his beard, enjoying the joke at the sharp-tongued half-elfs expense. "Heh, but would the babies be safe with you?" he wonders aloud, slapping his knee at the ludicrousness of the joke.

We all know you're leading us on Orion... You're not a real person! ;)