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Arthur has always been one to listen to his gut. He spends a brief time in contemplation with the tree.

1d10 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18

"Maybe this is how cats get their nine lives."

Yes, I realize it is resolved now. I am trying to explain the original confusion.

It wasn't meant to be snide. I'm trying to explain where the confusion is coming from. We got to a new area that we think is dangerous so we don't want to sleep in it. Than you say "Well since nobody mentioned sleeping I assume you all stayed up for 20+ hours so you're fatigued." There are some things that we don't bother mentioning because you haven't told us we need to keep track of it so we hadn't bothered doing it. Many GMs don't track food, but since you wanted us to we've been doing it, no problem. But you never mentioned sleep schedules becoming a problem before you made the assumption we stayed up almost an entire day. I'm not trying to be disrespectful, but it feels like an arbitrary debuff, and to me that doesn't seem fair.

We don't care about having a weird schedule, we care about arbitrary debuffs we can't do anything about.

"Consider me biased, but I like my own blood."

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

Hmm. Perhaps they have no idea of what's going on. Arthur folds his arms and keeps silent.

Arthur walks through the halls with a grin. Finally, a place I can get used to. However he's still on the job so he doesn't drink anything for the moment.

During the trip Arthur used 3 of his lay on hands on himself. Current HP is updated.

LoH: 1d6 ⇒ 51d6 ⇒ 41d6 ⇒ 6

Arthur growls as the creature dings off his armor. "Must have just gotten out of a rocky relationship."

Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (7) + 15 = 22
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 8) + 19 + (1) = 29

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (4, 7) + 19 + (2) = 32

I'm doing better, but I'm not at full capacity yet. If my lack of posting holds up the game feel free to DMPC, but I should be more active now.

I'm a little confused on what round we're at, but here is Arthur's next attack. You seem to have his damage math a little wrong DM. He will almost always power attack.

"You can make a killing with that ability." Huehuehue

Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (8) + 15 = 23
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (4, 2) + 19 + (6) = 31

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (7, 5) + 19 + (4) = 35

I am dealing with some personal issues. Please DMPC me as necessary.

Drawing weapon and advancing.

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

Arthur rolls his eyes, hand going off his blade.

Sorry for the delay. I'm at umpire school this weekend so feel free to DMPC me if necessary.

Arthur half turns, showing his right shoulder to the party. His right hand taps on his blade as Arthur tenses in return. Now when he hisses it's like he's spitting venom.

I must have missed that part.

Arthur shakes his head. "No idea what it is, but the creature is only curious, no need for weapons." He turns back to the creature.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (4) + 17 = 21

Arthur responds in the hissing and spitting tongue of the dragons.

Normally I would agree, but the medium of PbP only makes it slow the game down. Several hours have been burned today waiting for everybody to check in when the GM could have just rolled all of those dice himself.

GM, may I suggest making these rolls yourself to save time? Asking us to roll changes nothing except having to wait for everybody to check in first.

Perception: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
1d100 ⇒ 7

Push!

Survival: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"I say we roast the whale and eat like kings tonight."

I was at -1 hp before your first channel.

Holy crap that damage.

Can't get around the AoO, I'll eat it.

Arthur heals himself and stands, striking at the whale again. "Stop all your blubbering!"

LoH: 1d6 ⇒ 5
Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (4, 5) + 19 + (1) = 29

Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (11) + 15 = 26
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (8, 1) + 19 + (1) = 29

Reflex: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11

"That...is a whale." SLAM! Arthur miserably fails to get out of the way, taking the hit full on.

What kind of condition am I in underneath the whale? Pinned, prone, stunned, etc.?

Just checking them out. Take 10 on perception for a 22 while the casters identify the items.

Arthur gives the items to the spellcasters. "Do smart things while I check out the corpses."

I can drop a rank or two into it, but I'm starved for skill ranks as it is, and I can't max it out so I'll never really be good at it.

Why can't our casters who have it on their spell list just use it?

Arthur shrugs. Why not. He calls out to the turtle. "Hello! You should come share our span of sand, no need for us to be shellfish!"

For some reason I thought this hydra was going to be way scarier.

Arthur almost pouts as the hydra dies. "Just goes to show you, putting your heads together isn't always the best idea." He turns at the turtle with a perplexed look. "And here I thought things were moving quickly."

Does it look hostile?

Wow, he missed with some pretty good rolls. Poor bastard.

Arthur takes on more cautious step forward, then swings his monster of a bastard sword. "Come on, we need to get our heads together too!"

Attack: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (3) + 15 = 18
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (1, 8) + 19 + (3) = 31

Attack: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18
Damage: 2d8 + 19 + 1d6 ⇒ (5, 6) + 19 + (6) = 36

Blah, I returned with rolls just as good.

I'll just be on the defensive for an AC bonus, forgot the specific rules for that. Not wanting to provoke, so I'll 5 foot step next turn to reach it and attack.

Arthur steps forward cautiously, eying the creature. "We need to get ahead of this creature!"

5 foot step and scanning the creature for evil.

Oh don't tell me this is a bloody riddle. But Arthur's fears are dissipated when he's sucked into another dimension. A far easier problem to deal with. Arthur stands cautiously, checking for broken bones and equipment. "Everybody alright?" He growls. "Give me a lich over a lawyer any day."

Is there any sort of knowledge roll for the creatures we saw?

I'll hoard my money for now.

I'm going to save my money for a magic item to make me fly. Probably boots.

How much wealth do we each have to use?

I'm beyond mirthful.

*Deadpan stare*

He suddenly realizes what he got himself into. "Kixzik, your area of expertise awaits."

Arthur smiles. Say one thing for the gnome, he is an effective leader. "Please, it would be most helpful."

If only I had "Smite Bullshit".

"Yeah. Let me tell you something about Katapeshi law." Arthur grumbles. Arthur turns to the lawyer. "I assure you, our intentions are honest, on my word as a paladin. Also, Zip Zap Zop, I am big silly head."

"Sure thing." Arthur scans the note and stands, going out to the marketplace.

A few minutes later he returns with a bag of yellow powder. "Found it for you. Hope that helps resolve things." He raises his brows at the sudden heat in the arguments. He frowns at Kixkiz. "What the hell happened? Of course we wouldn't break any laws."