Shrugs. Seems a touch suspicious for her to show up now and not lead the adventure the whole way. Also, a very poor diplomacy roll turned this into a hilarious misconception, IMO
Honestly, though, guys, I'm going to ignore the DM's comments here. I still think we should as least send an exploratory force to the Slough. We intended (Guthruc intended) to do that anyways; whoever we send to do so will just get their asses kicked and run. Anything less is a small form of metagaming, really, IMO. IF the DM thinks he can handle the party splitting, I think we should. I'd imagine that there's some sort of relief protocol for anyone who ventures out; whoever isn't with the group when they go to Hooktongue Slough will just be part of the relief force. Does that make sense? I'm just trying to stay IC here, though I do appreciate you DM for telling us how long this may take and the dangers we are putting ourselves in!
I think that might be a great idea; start setting up all three locations. Any explorers who wish to go out and get paid for doing so must include one former Stag Lord's bandit, one of our bandits, a mite, a kobold, and one of Garess' men, minimum. Meanwhile, we'll take a few of us and head down to Hooktongue Slough on a diplomacy/bashing heads in mission, via Guthruc. Sound good to everyone? I will say, the mite tree RP- wise sounds even better because it will give your mite crafter a chance to build some really neat, high- tech stuff. I'm just imagining this pseudo- magical, pseudo- technical city filled with underground caverns build by mites, with humans, kobolds, boggards, and others just traipsing around. I'm sorry, but that to me sounds super cool.
Abaos' first concern, after dropping the man close to him, is the finding the Stag Lord, and then ending this. However, as Happs charges up the stairs, Abaos takes a moment to survey the battle. He's not happy about Townsend fighting Kressel by himself (), but his first priority has to be ending the Stag Lord. If he doesn't, then more people will die. And he'd prefer not to let that happen. While he's been doing this, he's noticed Ozzy, Iorskan, and Guthruc all charge the Stag Lord. He follows, in sickly anticipation and nervousness. "Guthruc, mean you status of the current Stag Lord?" He quickly falls in line to the only spot left open to engage, knives held at the ready.
I just going to throw this out there, and DM can feel free to ignore it. Had a friend at work today point out that being under the effects of spider climb, since it helps me stick to walls, should help Abaos stick to Sneeg as long as I can touch him. Mechanically, it seems like a stretch to do anything, but if I do indeed hit, I'm totally RPing it that way!
Ok, well, I guess we can know this, then. Interesting. On a side note, I absolutely forgot to roll bleed damage last turn, so rather than make a whole new post just for that, I'll do it here instead.
Unrelatedly, this is a thing that I drew. Dm, that's fantastic! Great job!
Abao's isn't worried about the fog coming out. In fact, he's pretty certain every seedy tavern and gaming table he's passed through- And that's been like, every one from here to Rathun Attak! -has had at least one drunkard that's smelled worse. Now, what's really concerning him is how that big ugly keeps moaning. I mean, that thing is absolutely hideous! It's like someone shaved a cat; then gave it a bath. Plus, it keeps moaning at him! He swears he's seeing those eyes glaring right at him; not at anyone else, just at him. It's giving him the heeby- jeebies, for certain. Probably because he nailed it right between the eyes. It was a nice shot, after all, and the thing was just reflecting on that. He hopes. As such, Abaos' typically unaware self is completely taken aback when the webs grasp his arms, pinning him. He struggles for a second, then gives up, and yells "Oh, come on! Now that's just not fair!" He continues his struggle against the ill get of a spider.
Hey guys, I just want to apologize for disappearing for a while, no word or nothing. It's especially unconsciable considering I was supposed to be running an adventure for ya'll. I had some craziness come up and I went into turtle mode, and when I realized I could relax and have a life again I was too afraid to come back in. Anyways, I've talked a little bit to V.K. about rejoining, and it sounds like he's open to it. I'll get back to setting up the Thoth adventure after he's finished with his; of course, only if ya'll are amenable to it. Alyssa
Abaos reads the letter when it is found, and his hopeful face quickly turns into a scowling darkness that worsens, blacker and more black, until he finishes. He furiously grabs another paper and begins scribbling. Letter:
Kurt the Greathearted,
I regret to inform you of the untimely death of your son, Norry. He was slain shortly after his capture, against my orders. He was buried along with his belongings in the camp, and I personally stood vigil over his grave. I deeply regret his passing, and am sorry for your loss, though I do not expect your forgiveness. Abaos After finishing, he quickly grabs a bow from one of the men "Your bow." He then walks straight to the edge of the woods, ignoring all attempts to stop him. He steps out, yells "Parley," and then quickly fires off an arrow with the note attached, aiming for the door of the complex so as not to hit anyone. He then stands there for a quick moment, eyes burning intensely on the wall, before turning back into the woods. "I'm going to check the progress of the tunnel," he informs the group bitterly, as he stalks off to where the digging should be occurring.
Alright guys, just a few hours left until the deadline! Here's a list of applicants thus far.... Wolfgang/Rotaretilbo
If I missed anyone, let me know! Otherwise, our glorious GM Mercy will decide by Monday!
So my recent posts bring together many side story threads that started with literally my first game post, from this point on the PCs will be much more involved with these characters, enjoy =) Yes! We can actually talk to the beings of ridiculous power! Oh wait.... that's us.
Abaos rushes over, and kneels somberly next to the fallen man. "He was unarmed, Ozzy...." he says. "He cooperated.....did everything we asked....." He starts when Guthruc and Iorskan begin to desecrate the body. "Stop! Stop! Get away! Leave the man alone!" He begins to beat at Guthruc, forcing him away, wildy throwing his hands about at Ozzy and Iorskan as he circled the dead man protectively.
"Don't you touch him, you- you savages! Monsters! Each and every one of you, monsters! Get away!" He looks painfully to Awn. "And you didn't even try to stop her! You, who should know better!" He kicks dirt up at the tall woodborn. "I'm going to bury him," he chokes out, after his agitation is finished. "I don't want to see any of you. Not right now." He points to a nearby copse of trees. "I'm going that direction. I'm taking him with me, to bury him." He points to the body of Fat Norry. "If any of you come near..... I'm not responsible for any actions I may take." With that, he heads off.
Abaos falls to the ground, the ache from his probably broken ribs suffocating him. He slowly slumps to the ground, feeling sick, as several of his comrades also fall. After a moment, to regain his breath, Abaos calls out "Let him go, Awn,". He waves his hand as he does so, a dismissive gesture. "Just let him go." He pauses a second. "I- I don't think we can handle another fight." He points at Guthruc. "Besides, he might be more important." He adds, to Fat Norry "Go on. We have no quarrel with you, today." He walks over to Ozzy, and slowly puts an arm around her in a comforting gesture. "I am sorry for your loss, little one."
Also sorry Alyssa that I haven't responded to your post in all these weeks, I hope to get to it soon. =/ You're fine! Real life before game, always. Or I guess the other thing we could do is run an abbreviated version of the game and I could post on my phone on the go, less of a sprawling adventure and I'd have to move things along from the current story but it would be better than nothing. I'm all for continuing, but I do want to do it right. If you don't think you can do a good job, then maybe we can all take turns running adventures or something. Just an idea.
Vitaliano de Riva:
Go ahead, bump your 6 up to a 9 and make one of your 14's an 18.
Also, from what I've seen, you're alright! Just get a character up and hopefully we'll have an excellent time! Gummy Bear: Go ahead and make that 7 an 8. Not too much of a bump, but hey, that -2 can hurt sometimes. -1 is much more tolerable.
Can't wait to see the application! I feel the same way in terms of RP; I can do it in person, but I have this horrible tendency to make really silly decisions; much better when I can contemplate my actions for 5 minutes. Doesn't mean the silly stuff doesn't happen, just means there's less of it!
Petrello waves a hand to Sidhe. "Do whatever you want, just don't steal anything. Like they say, friends are never too friendly." Sidhe aimlessly wanders about the shop, taking in the various hats these are hats? before heading outside when the group comes. She seems almost bored, though a clever observer might note the detail she pays in casual glance. Dac walks up to Sidhe, still being reserved in her demeanor, and asks, "Have you been to Saringallow before? You seem really familiar. Have you..did you got to our Harvest festival last year?" "Never been. Don't know what the Harvest festival is, nor do I believe I've seen you." She pauses for a second, eyes squinting, looking closely "though..... no, never mind. I was mistaken." She continues. "I've never been outside of the temple before. Never been alone- and honestly, I'm surprised they even allowed that. Probably because the Priest fears interfering with 'my destiny,' whatever that is." She turns about suddenly to face Dac, and smiles a strange smile, her eyes looking upon him like a cat might do to a particularly fine mouse. Her hands reach out to grasp his, and she whispers "You know- we could keep this going all day. We don't have to go back to the inn, not until later, right? We could do something, she pauses, as if chewing on a foreign word "fun."
Absolutely, completely forgot about this post. For those of you who may have forgotten, like I did, here it is! Thanks for the quick response, Yass! I'm going to move ahead, assuming we reach the gates- either by spell or by walking. Alyssa doesn't really care either way.
To clarify for everyone: Alyssa handed hers over to the Lady in the Woods' helpers. The assumption was that everyone else would have, as well. However, then Kei said something about his baby hydra egg, well after our meeting with the Lady in the Woods, and no one else said anything else about handing theirs over. So, as far as I can tell, only Alyssa turned hers over. This can be corroborated by the fact that I'm the only one who actually posted giving the egg away. Which is really sad, because guess who has ranks in Handle Animal!
Abaos coughs. "Hey, Guthruc!" he calls. "Ozzy was just telling me about this bigger bear, really, really, huge, bear, right over that way." He points in the opposite direction of the bear. "Weren't you, Ozzy? Gotta be at least twice as big, maybe three times, the size of that other one. You want to prove who's stronger? You should go after that one, yes you should! Right?" He slowly looks around to his teammates.
Alyssa gives him Zaidel an appraising look, then shrugs. "Glad you're ok." "And yes, I'd appreciate that, Liriiestil" she answers. Alyssa turns and walks over to Nameless. "Thank you for the assist," she says. "I'm Alyssa." Her head cocks to the side, looking at you. "I'm sorry," she continues, "I know this is all a dream, but why are you carrying a lamp post?"
Ironically, I was already thinking that- but that post took me forever to write, and I missed that discussion! Apologies, but yes, we should definetly "pose" as vocalists! On a side note, my idea to use only song lyrics to write what Fluff speaks may be much, much harder than I previously thought.
@Fluffball just so you know you were selected because I imagined a alleycat caterwauling their vocal performance in an alleyway to make everyone better. I laughed my a$$ off at the thought. Then there was the thought when Hoch gets her Dog! Then you've got the basic idea I was going for, though he's much more of a housecat than an alleycat. He knows everyone (because let's be honest- you let a cat outside, it goes next door to beg the neighbors for food); he knows everything (because all cats know everything. If you don't believe me, go ask a cat); can't fight a lick (he's a fraidy cat); and is constantly singing to announce his presence (because that's exactly what my cat does the second I get home, till the second I leave). It's perfect! As for when Hoch gains Tucker- well, all creatures must have a nemesis, right haha? How much does a Backpack/Banner Rig cost? A common backpack is a whopping 2gp, though a Masterwork backpack increases to 50gp. Nothing on a Banner Rig, but it wouldn't be much more, I'd imagine.
Tashewren's looking great - backstory is spot-on! I just hope there's at least one sturdy player character he can stand behind if and when the action starts... ;) If that type of action starts, and Tashewren's still around to deal with it, something has gone horribly wrong! Tashewren's first move: Throw the Antipaladin at it.
Alyssa sat, angrily ignoring her most able friends, when out of the sudden, a large, flaming, angry- looking 100 ft demon appears, with horns, titanium plates, and knives for hands ! Raging high above the battlefield, the creatures attack, seemingly intent on destruction, and even from Alyssa's vantage point several feet away, she's concerned. She knows exactly where these demons are, and who they're attacking; she only has to get there on time. She takes off at a dead run. Don't let anyone be hurt she thinks.
Bydon and Townsend will be heading to the main camp, they'd rather tell their friends the latest going ons then follow the reptilian humanoids to their mine. Any way we can possibly convince Bydon to come with? He's our tracker; and will probably be useful. God I love this group. :) Low Wis- party da best! Eat-murder all our enemies, but only if they don't set us up as kings first!
Oh, then Joseph will give his level to Alyssa. Her character needs more levels to function as intended than Joseph. Who can spend his days as a level one commoner for all I care. You should keep the level. I won't turn it down, but she's going to rapidly advance in power once she realizes what she can actually do. For now, though, I'm kinda enjoying her being clueless- I'm channeling a lot of Thomas Covenant the Unbeliever here, for those of you who have read those books. Thanks, though!
Alyssa stops. Her mind is a whirlwind of emotions right now. Earth, a prison? Powerful beings, trapped because of evil, or uncontrolled powers? But what about my family and friends? No, no, I was the screw- up, not them. Never them. They can't be fictional! I loved them- they were important. They had lives that mattered, unlike mine. Then the Lady falls. She stops as John and the elven guard rush over, and almost tussle. Please let her be ok. Please let everyone be ok. "Please...not too late...survive!...the Seal...destroy ...can't die!" I'm sorry, Lady, but can you repeat this? I- I feel like I've heard this before, but I cannot place where."
Alyssa walks in a daze. Suddenly, she speaks, in the barest hint of a whisper. " A real man—real in all the ways that we recognize as real—finds himself suddenly abstracted from the world and deposited in a physical situation which could not possibly exist: sounds have aroma, smells have color and depth, sights have texture, touches have pitch and timbre. There he is informed by a disembodied voice that he has been brought to that place as a champion for his world. He must fight to the death in single combat against a champion from another world. If he is defeated, he will die, and his world—the real world—will be destroyed because it lacks the inner strength to survive. The man refuses to believe that what he is told is true. He asserts that he is either dreaming or hallucinating, and declines to be put in the false position of fighting to the death where no "real" danger exists. He is implacable in his determination to disbelieve his apparent situation, and does not defend himself when he is attacked by the champion of the other world. Question: Is the man's behavior courageous or cowardly?" She continues following Joseph.
By my count, we've hit 10 players. We have: Lucas "Hathcock" Martin- GrinningJest3r
And that's it, far as I can tell. Post now if I missed you! Otherwise, good luck to everyone and hope everyone has a wonderful adventure! Special shout- out to Yass for putting together such an awesome idea that's had so much interest!
@Simeon: Have you ever heard the legend of Quetzacoatl? When I read our description of The Vulture King, that's what I pictured, especially the whole lost- deity thing; seeing as Quetzacoatl left and has never returned. Just an idea. @Gm- As always, a very well- written and intriguing Intro, Yass!
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