That works too. :)
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Email sent. We'll see what comes of it.
I bet we could email the webmaster and just ask him ourselves. I'll go ahead and try that method.
That's a good point. We'd kind of need to bring everyone in. As is, we're still a pretty large single group. I would volunteer to GM if I thought I had the time. Alas, shall we just say, Until next time?
Been there Trips, but thanks for informing us when you were able. Good luck and for our sake I hope you get a kick A new job which pays a million dollars and doesn't block Paizo! Till next time! Group, do we want to try and recruit a new GM or perhaps someone from our own ranks could give things a go? Thoughts, comments, rude remarks?
But the jest would be on thee, because of what use tis a single gauntlet?!
*sputters* What!? How dare thee, sir! If I wore gauntlets I would be tossing one at thine feet! ;)
No, just Alias stalked him so far. He appears to have been quiet for about two weeks now.
Oh good :) I hope everything OK for our GM, and everyone for that matter.
I was going to post in the gameplay thread, but some things are being waited on there. Roll call! Who's still checking this constantly like I am? :)
Will the real GM Trips please stand up.
I... thought he said he'd be scarce. But maybe that's just me making stuff up in my mind.
I almost wondered if the near death of Winifred is indicative of the near-cutting of her player... I do not know - we will find out!
Brom moves to the resolute Hadin, extending his arms wide to embrace him and says quietly, "If zhe voman mistreats you, ve vill be back in some time and you must let us know. Farewell my good friend." Clasping his shoulder a moment, the barbarian nods at Alsa and follows Will out of the strange tower. When everyone who is leaving has exited Brom sits looking at the old building a few moments before reluctantly turning away. "Lead us home Dendarial." the scarred ranger suggests quietly as they move away.
Poor Theod and Winifred... Kill them mites!
I can't believe this is the end of our time with Karse. He's been a good lad, a trifle innocent, but... and sighs internally. Brom jumps as the arrow is released in the close confines, the arrow zipping past him and Karse, not really coming close to hitting them, but startling him nonetheless. "By zhe zpirits Den! Varn someone vhen you are doing zhat!"
Really!? Three on your side? Yikes, I need to get over there and see what's happening! :)
Brom sighs, "Vhat do you vant us to tell your family?" he asks quietly.
'No, it's too perilous!' :)
One of my favorite of the movie. :)
Brom dips his big shaven head at Hadin's comments, feeling a weight of sadness. He was about to ask the same question as Will, so awaits her response with an expression a mix of frustration and sadness.
During Hadin's impassioned speech the barbarian feels tears coming to his eyes, though the situation still seems salvageable. There's a certain finality to the Paladin's words that brooks no argument. Still, Brom is nothing if not stubburn, and so protests along with Will, "Vill is right Hadin, zhink of your family. Ve are now your friends, and you cannot be so ready to give in to zhis lady's altima... ultomi.. zhis lady's command?" Brom looks at the man sadly, confused and saddened by the direction this exploration has taken them.
Brom watches as the lady's beautiful face is revealed, feeling a flush creep up his face as he takes in her beauty. Her demands are like a bucket of ice water over his head as he can't believe what he's hearing. He looks at the faces of his companions, giving honest consideration to her request. The charter is all well and good, but to remain here with a beauty such as this for the foreseeable future... That certainly has an appeal to it as well. Then the picture of the bodies and the dried blood from below come to mind, and he shakes any thought of staying from his mind. Maybe there's another solution he thinks to himself. Eying Alsa warily he asks, "What if you vere to come vizh us instead? Ve have a place vhere many are velcome, some of zhose vizh previous lives as bandits." He offers up the counter offer with an open, hopeful look on his face.
Brom, who had definitely not been thinking of a secret shadow army, eyes the suddenly-suspect shadows warily. He shakes his head, at a loss of an appropriate course of action, and looks helplessly at the others, hands upraised supplication for some direction. "Vell... I am now zhinking I have not read you at all, Lady Alsa."
But you're gonna leave the bird right? ;)
Brom runs a large hand across his shorn head, clearly not sure what to do from here. Shrugging to himself he leans back against the wall behind him, "Vell, you do not seem zhe custodian type, Lady. You seem more zhe... tell people vhat to do type. Yes?" he asks, trying to get at who this woman is.
I realize some are trying to extricate and Brom is currently trying to... implicate/exacerbate. But that's sort of where his conversation with her is leading him. Someone tell him to 'shut it!' and he'll probably get a clue.
Brom notes that she did not deny she'd be taking up where the previous evil denizens left off, and she claimed this place as her own, and comes to the likely conclusion, "So you are vanting to continue zhe evil knowledge done here? Ve Barbarians may be silly, but ve are not stupid. Alsa, zhis evil cannot grow and fester in zhese lands." Brom is feeling more and more like they need to (try to) eradicate this woman who talking in circles and says nothing. "Vhat vill you do if ve ask you to leave zhis place and never be returning?"
We'll see how she likes it when we come out here in the day time and I stoneshape a nice wedge out of the side of the tower. Like felling a tree, only with magic :D >>insert evil (righteous?) laugh here<<
Brom pays close attention to the story, and is irked by the trouble within their group, "Let us not be fighting togezher." He turns his attention back to the smirking lady, "Zhat is all vell and good Lady, but vhat is you part in zhis? Do you seek to claim zhe knowledge left behind? To carry on as zhose evil men of old?" He tries to arch an eyebrow at her, but isn't very good at it and just manages to make an odd face, "As you say, ve are all strangers to zhis place. Ve vould see it laid low," he says with a half apologetic look at Will, siding with Karse on this matter, "vill you help destroy zhe evil zhat resides here?" he asks, watching her face intently.
Probably the best part of being a GM :)
Brom's experiences have not trained him to deal with a situation such as this, and he seems quite unsure how to respond to the woman, "I do not meet such girls as you vhere I am from. I am not sure vhat you are, but I am feeling you are more zhan a simple voman." He fails to hide some irritation at failing once more to get a straight answer. After she answers Dendarial he adds another of his own, "How are ve to know zhis is your dwelling and you did not arrive as ve did, a stranger? Zhere are no signs of recent habitation down zhere." and gestures to the rooms beneath their feet.
Trips: Can I clarify how Detect Evil is used/understood by you? I've played in games where only creatures with immediate ill-intent register as evil. Other games only ding creatures with an evil alignment. Others still use both together. Which way is it used here if you don't mind me asking.
Brom frowns at the fingers woman on his chest, his large hands making an unconscious brushing motion, as if desiring to shoo a fly away, "I am vaiting for vhat has happened in zhis place. I am glad ve are not fighting, but ve have met ozhers who mean us harm but speak honey vizh zheir mouths. Vhat manner of being are you Lady?" The barbarians words are not antagonistic, but it's clear he's seeking a straight answer from the ambiguous woman.
Hey folks, sorry I was out yesterday. It was a busy workday and bday activities for me. :) Still alive!
Brom ceases trying to look intimidating, but is not immediately trustful of the womans change of demeanor. She does certainly sound sincere to his ears however, and so lets himself relax a smidgen. "Ve come from a settlement to zhe norzh. Ve seek to tame zhese lands and rid zhem of all zhat is foul. Vhat happened to zhat man?" he asks, pointing with Krasa.
For this level, the map suffers, so suspend disbelief here. The stairs continue to the top of the tower, where they open into a turret surrounded by broken crenelations. A small flight of stairs lead down from the turret to the top of the main structure, which is all flat. Ignore the wooden beams and supports in the image, just assume they are not there.
Brom spares a glance towards Dendarial, a single eyebrow raised in question. A little heavy handed for a situation we do not yet fully understand he thinks to himself. Even as he thinks this he continues his own forward progress, his pride not about to allow himself to be cowed by this strange woman... and perhaps his bravado is a means of coping with the unknown.
Brom's frown deepens and he starts striding forward himself to meet the ungrateful hag, his shining weapon gripped threateningly, "You live in a house of coldness and fear! You, am I zhinking, are zhe vun who is not sane!"
Brom grips Krasa tighter, a disturbed scowl on his face, "Ve mean no harm. I am Brom. Vhat happened here lady?" adding his inquiry to Dendarials.
Brom looks over his shoulder at the Bard, his face and tone serious, "Zhat is a very good idea Vill. I vill try." and turns back to the task of careful ascension.
Brom jumps at the inhuman howl of rage from above, and quickly tries to hide it, "Yes Hadin, let us go up and face zhis crazed zhing." and follows quickly after the Paladin, Krasa raised high. The hair on the back of his arms standing practically on end.
excessively busy day today, sorry folks. should be less busy tomorrow.
Brom strides over to the chest and crates, checking to see if they're locked or can be easily opened. The cold man feels the chill gathering once more, and if there's no lock, tries to open the containers, the threat of further cold overriding his normal common sense.
The barbarian shivers at Hadin's reminder, "Zhere is somezhing making zhis place very cold. I vould like to find it and smash it to little pieces." The large, cold man sounds very irritated at the moment.
lol Lukcy for him Brom seems to be the only one susceptible to that sort of thing.
Well Trips was out yesterday and obviously wasn't able to post last night. I think we'll get some movement today.
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