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It had fallen off my page, as well. I would enjoy continuing, but I no longer hold my breath on the attempts to find replacement GMs. Too old and cynical, I guess.
I don't give up. The game goes idle long enough to archive itself. I just wait. Play others.
Not hopeful, but I am here.
Home for a "quick stop" tonight. Going back to get the daughter's car tomorrow, so, another 7 hours on the road for the round trip. <shrug> Life should be almost normal for work on Monday, and after.
I am 3ish hours East of home, with my 27 year old daughter in a neurological ICU. She is supposed to be in observation for 24~48 hours. Beennworking this issue since 0500 local this morning. I make no promises about posting on my phone through this.
Once they are in position, Arc will nock and draw, roll his shoulder to transfer the hold weight from his arm to his back, and not loose until He sees Talia act. As soon as she does, though, he let's fly at the closest goblin.
Arc prepares to feather the closest of the riders.
Arc grins. "How many cookies are missing?"
Arc shrugs. "A trained force would be alerted by such sounds, but a trained force would have that door closed and guarded. There is a risk, but any fight we pick will carry that same risk."
Arc waves at the others, pretends to tap his ear, and points in the direction of the voices, then shrugs, indicating the door or the direction of the noise.
He looks at his new companions. "Everyone okay? Ready to try the trapped rope bridge?"
Arc distributes what anyone requests, stowing the rest.
"Anybody want to use any of these items? Cade? Do you want to try the leather, or are you good in your metal shirt?" If nobody wants any of the items, or offers to carry anything specific, Arc will try to stow them in his pack for now.
The young archer moves towards the fallen foe, gathering the arrows that he can. Once he gets there, he casts Detect Magic and begins examining those items which stand out.
After a few minutes, he holds up the second wand. "I think this is a Wand of Tree Shape. The armor, cloak, and other wand are also magical, but I'm really not sure how. I would assume the two are protection magics, of course, but I can't properly tell."
I'm losing sight of him. That will go badly if he can move around us while we're trapped in here. I need to slow him down . . .. The young Erastilian draws, aims, and looses again, hoping to prove more useful to his companions than he has so far.
"Yes!"
Too many between me and the cat. Too little of the goblin in sight. As he pulls and aims, the young man mutters a prayer before letting fly. Erastil? Guide the shaft, please. Too many children have been hurt already. Too many families broken.
"That's it, keep adjusting slowly, stay in tight and relatively quiet . . .." Arcallius thanks the goblin in his head as he draws another bead on him, this time sacrificing some accuracy with a deeper pull on the bow.
Real life and real problems have to come first. Always. Take care of you and yours. We'll see you again, sooner or later. Here or not.
"Really not how I like to do this . . .." Arc mutters as he tries to line up a perfect shot on the goblin.
Well, this fat old man has 2 appointments to get caught tonight. I hope you manage to have even more happiness and joy than the children I'll be teasing.
Arc frowns, unhappy to see the terrain being used against the group this well. He struggles to loose a shaft at the cat, wondering where the caster might be.
The archer shrugs. "I figure I'll be towards the back, if not the rear, just because of the combination of size and weapon choice."
Arc stays silent while flipping through the journal, as the team finishes with the half-brother, until Cade asks after Nualia. "Well, about her. T-take a look. Not everything we want to know." and he passes the journal on to the halfling. ---
"A path? Certainly, but not one meant for anyone near our sizes" Looking at the brambles and thorns, he shakes his head. "This is not going to be the least bit pleasant."
Life sucks. It is absolutely better than every proven alternative, but it still sucks.
Hearing the questions, answers, and reactions, Arc just feels even more confused. "What celestial taint? What evil plans?"
Going with the group, as it seems an opportunity to learn more, Arc finds himself hanging back, watching a show. He has no idea what the others know or think they need to know. No idea what sorts of questions ought to be asked. Seeing a chance to be useful, he helps Ameiko to a seat.
"As you will, Grulyn. It is good to spend some time just getting a feel for each other. Not that that one," indicating Masdok, "seems interested in sharing." The easy smile returns with the gesture, and stays put barring a strong response. As they wait for the new round, he turns back to Simflay. "You're more unusual than most." He changes languages, continuing in Sylvan with barely a pause. "Is this your native tongue, or are you more elemental? Or something else entirely and I'm just guessing poorly? Regardless, things must be worse than Shalelu described for you to walk among us so openly. If you would help these, how could I not?"
Stock Description piece:
The young human might be of Chelaxian descent, his coal-black hair and irises certainly suggest it, but his skin is darker than you expect for Chelaxians. Then again, he is obviously an outdoorsman so that could be as deep a tan as Chelaxian skin will hold, too. There is no sign of armor on his person, though he has a large flat quiver on his back, with his backpack strapped across that. A large, painted holy symbol of Erastil is on his chest. By now the longbow is completely expected, though you might have expected a simple dagger before the longsword he wears. All of his clothing and pack, even his broad-brimmed hat, are in a variety of earth-tone browns and forest greens. The equipment doesn't look new, but it does look well cared for.
He seems far too relaxed to be properly Chelaxian, not seeming to worry about having a position above those around him. Seeking instead to be a part of the current community, to help everyone feel like they belong together.
The third seems at ease, waving to the group with what seems an honest smile on his face. "Hello! I'm Arcallius Vestalis, but you can call me Arc, instead, if you like. Yes, I volunteered to help this community with their goblin problem. Seems something I can do to help make their lives a little brighter and easier." His eyes pop wider and his mouth agape, before he transitions. "But you probably want to know something about how I can help with that, don't you? Deadeye's gifted me a small talent with a bow, and some knowledge of the natural world around us. That and a positive attitude can solve more problems than you might think. Bow's not always required, of course."
Happy Thanksgiving to the USA-based players! I hope you are getting the family time you want, today.
I've been watching the conversation and trying to keep my mouth shut as a new arrival, but, yeah, in my opinion, the game is designed with the assumption that the party will work together and use what they find to the best of the team's ability. That almost never means selling something which will improve a single party member's contributions. In my experience, a group of players trying to work together very rarely have extended arguments about treasure use. More often the group reaches a consensus about the best group benefit pretty quickly. Yeah, sometimes a player goes "But, but, but . . .," but normally even then the worst response is acknowledging it will be nearly as good with the other character. Hand-me downs can become pretty common, too. Mostly with defensive or utility items, given how specialized so many characters get about their weapons. Playing with adults actively trying to work together makes for a much less stressful game in many ways. Even when the characters are having trouble getting along. Just couldn't keep completely quiet. Failed my Will save, I guess.
Could work well, and I see that you already put the first stones in place for that path. <grin>
Well, unless anyone has had reason to be in Ilsurian, or that part of Varisia, in their background, there's little hope for pre-existing connections. Less if that background is Varisian. As a dedicated Erastilian, Arcallius would absolutely be checking in at the new temple and looking for ways to help the community. So, a check in with the sheriff would also be reasonable. Either of those could provide justification for an introduction, at worst. Or we could go with bumping into the group in town somewhere, but it would make forming a connection less obvious. Edit: Scanning the other character backgrounds, there seems little obvious chance for a pre-existing connection. Talia's story is wide-open, but the obvious Varisian blood would mean the Ilsurian Chelaxian prejudice against Varisians would have kept it from becoming a deep connection. The other stories with details put them all further West and North. Always possible we encountered each other while traveling, but it would have been superficial, or we would already be together, right?
Indirectly. It is a completely unspecific transfer of attack bonus to damage.
From one grandparent to another: Welcome to the club! It both is and isn't like you probably expect.
Gear and stats adjusted. Bought 3 CLW potions. Something I normally not only forget to buy, but I normally forget to use the ones I have until/unless somebody reminds me!
Zero stress. Will comply. After work.
Greetings. I am not from the other group that is being merged into yours, but instead somebody who was looking to help them fill out their group if they got restarted. Bluedove asked me to come up with something other than the human Erastillian Archer Fighter/Cleric I had submitted, trying to focus on an arcane caster to help flesh out your group. I did that. Kinda. Close enough she told me to come over here and introduce myself! Arcallius is a humnan Erastilian Archer, through and through. He is currently a Ranger 2/Sorcerer 1, and the plan is to alternate until he qualifies for Arcane Archer (first level will be 9th). Given how his background laid out, I almost converted him to an aasimar. Almost. Felt too far to me. As I said when I posted this character for her initial review, I accept criticism and feedback. Arcallius is a weird combination of min/maxing and story over capability (Erastil's Blessing doesn't change feat prerequisites). Look him over, if you want. |