I understand as well, sir. I hope things get better for you. Thanks for the game!
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Arundel nods in agreement, then looks questioningly to Zummabu. "Would you like to come with us, to hear his reports first hand?"
Arundel gives Regin a sidelong glance, before jumping in. "We have a prisoner we have left in the care of the temple of Ishtar. He is a necromancer. He claims to have information that sounded grave indeed, regarding worms and a local cult and unkillable zombies. We thought it best to report to you and see if you could make more sense of his ramblings."
For what it's worth, I'm not worried in the slightest about stepping on toes. You could even submit an unmonk/diviner, and as long as it was an interesting character it wouldn't bother me at all!
Sounds good to me too
Sorry to see you go Trib! But definitely understand. Good luck with things! Sorry for my own absence. Work pressures and holiday madness combined to get me very far behind, and then the overwhelming 'oh dang, there are really 38 new posts? I'll get to those when I have more time...' kept me away longer than it aught to have. Caught up now, though. What are we going to do, with Trib out? We're down to just 3 players, might be tricky.
Arundel rushes in behind the group, and unleashes a spray of colors at the caster.
I'm going on a trip from Friday night to the following Thursday night. Not sure how much if any I'll be able to post. Bot as needed. Thanks!
Arundel shrugs quietly, grips is quarterstaff a little more tightly, and follows along behind Trib, also looking for trouble.
Arundel follows and watches quietly, keeping an eye out for trouble.
"Illusion? Really?" Arundel's head tilts with interest, as he too moves forward to study them. His stomach turns a little as he does, but he bears it and continues to inspect the corpses for a hint of the illusion. Like Amar, he kept his wariness about him, not actually touching anything.
Arundel shudders as he takes in the sight of the gristly dining hall. "Agreed. Let us be done with it quickly." He also scans the room, looking for anything of note.
Arundel grimaces again as another skeleton gets lucky and gashes him. He then looks with worry at the nasty hits Regin took. He sets himself, and opens up with his quarterstaff again, trying to finish these foes off before they get another shot in.
Arundel flinches at the wicked strike, and worries for a moment about the burning feeling in his cheek, but sees that it won't bother him long. He then doubles-down on his attacks against the skeletons, directing his blows at the same foe that Trib struck.
Arundel begins to call out a warning to Trib, but the words come out just barely too late. The elf charges into the room, trusting in his magical armor to protect him.
The nimble elf lands a glancing blow with his first jab, and misses with the second.
"Considering there was already at least two hands down there, might as well see if there are any other parts." Arundel goes to the outbuilding, examining the area outside the door, and assuming he finds nothing opens it up and peers inside.
Arundel takes in the sight of the tower skeptically while Trib goes about checking for traps. "Necromancers are tough business, assuming that's what we are dealing with. Are we sneaking in, or should we try asking politely for the return of the bodies first?"
The elf follows the others out of the establishment, without so much as a word to the downed opponents. Once they are outside, he say to the others "So what now? Sumbar is not someone to cross lightly; do we just go to his tower and ask politely for the body back? I somehow think the brute force option won't work as well against someone like Sumbar, at least not without significant consequences."
Arundel opens up a flurry with his quarterstaff, lightly tapping the wobbling foe with the first blow, but missing completely on the second.
Arundel glares at the pole arm wielder after landing such a wicked blow, and for just an instant peeks through the curtains of time to see the future - a successful kick to the groin. He steps up next to Regin, and sends his foot flying in between the fighter's legs.
For just a second, the stoic elf's face breaks as Namtar goes down. "Namtar!" he calls out, before getting an angry look on his face. Keeping his wits about him, though, he pulls out a scroll and casts it on himself. He then looks at the group of men with a hard look, plotting his future moves against them.
Arundel sighs as the fight breaks out. So much for diplomacy... He pulls a small bit of butter out of his spell component pouch, and with a gesture causes a patch of grease to appear beneath Kuluk and his red-robed friend.
The elf then quickly moves behind his larger companions.
Let's hope not... Also, I will be unavailable for posting until Saturday at the earliest - I'm in New York for work at the moment.
"Maybe we go ask him nicely? Seems like a reasonable man." Arundel gives a shrug, a little put off by the show of strength there. "Seems we either need to talk to him, or confront him. Think any of us have a chance of besting him in the fighting pit? We could challenge him for the information." He's clearly concerned about his course of action, but is wanting to talk about their options. It seems the entire table had become somewhat quiet as soon as the man walked in.
Sorry guys - smashed my toe something awful about a week ago, and it messed up my attendance. Will post soon! Still here and alive, I swear :)
Arundel frowns about the boy's treatment as he approaches, but gives the lad a smile when he gets to the table. I wish I could do more for him, but I can at least give a smile and some kindness... "A nice spiced wine would be excellent, if you have it. What is your name, boy?"
Arundel stands toward the back, quiet and pensive. After they've left the old woman, the elf gently pats on Trib's shoulder. "You did well with her, Trib. You're a good man." When asked what to do until this evening, Arundel simply shrugs. "I have no pressing plans."
Sorry for recent absence, my Grandma passed away, will be hit or miss for the next week or so.
Arundel nods in agreement, if somewhat hesitantly, obviously troubled by the dream messages but unsure what to do about them.
Arundel hands the diadem over to Zummabu. "I can tell that it is used to temporarily sharpen the wits, but I feel like there is a deeper power to it, something I can't quite understand."
Arundel eyes the swirling blue cloud of a body with a skeptical look. "Not sure that I'd call it a mummy, and definitely not sure I want to risk touching it. This whole situation makes me very nervous." The elf will then focus on the diadem, casting his own divinations on the item.
Arundel stood in awe of the proceedings, simply shaking his head a little. Horns are never a good sign...
"By all means, let's proceed. What could possibly go wrong?"
Arundel steps quickly around behind the elemental, getting into flanking position. His previous spell helps him to identify the exact motions of the elemental before it makes them, and he unleashes a flurry of quarterstaff strikes.
Still not loving his chances at a solid blow, Arundel casts a spell on himself to even the odds next time. He then moves forward to engage the elemental and keep it off Amarekashu. Buffs: Shield of Faith, +2 deflection bonus to AC, 16 rounds (estimated) remaining Mage Armor, +4 armor bonus to AC
Buffs: Shield of Faith, +2 deflection bonus to AC, 17 rounds (estimated) remaining Mage Armor, +4 armor bonus to AC
https://discord.gg/93TtdAQ Here is another. It is supposed to be for unlimited users and no expiration.
So, at least the way I've used it, you don't RP there, you still RP on the boards as usual. However, it is great for idle OOC chat, quick questions, pings if we are waiting on someone, etc. It is a lot easier to chat than to back-and-forth post. Here is the link - https://discord.gg/bns7K
That works! :) Out of curiosity, would anyone be interested in participating in a Discord room? I've been finding it to be very useful in keeping my other games moving along quite nicely. I'd be happy to set up a room if there is any interest.
Arundel moves within range and begins reading off the scroll, focusing his arcane energies on banishing the elemental on the left.
I had posted my readiness, thought we were waiting on something else. Sorry.
Arundel embiggens Amarekashu with a few quick gestures, and gladly accepts his Shield of Faith casting in return. With that accomplished, he readies the scroll given to them to deal with the air elemental, and indicates his readiness.
OK, works for me
Arundel appears to be in thought for a moment. "I could provide a little bit of preparation before the battle. Would it be helpful to use an Enlarge Person spell on someone before we begin?" As the elf is making this offer, he pulls a scroll out and casts a spell on himself.
So, during that entire trek to town and back, did we sleep at all? or is this still all the same day as when we first encountered the air elementals originally? what about from the encounter with the water elemental? I can't remember if our campout in the goo room was before or after that. Trying to figure out my spells available.
"We made sure that your remains were laid to rest, in an appropriate place. Is there someone you would like us to tell about where we buried you?"
Sorry to hear that Samnell - good luck with it, we'll be here and ready whenever
Arundel, after reflecting briefly on the tiny bones going into the hole, steels himself to return. "We have work to do; let's get it done."
Arundel shakes his head in frustration. "I can't place it".
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