It's definitely not gone down without a fight. I haven't been following the recruitment threads - so busy with RL and other games - were there any nibbles? Did no one love us?
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I am OK with it, but I would like to let Hunger see it through if they are able to return. I see no posts from any aliases since January 29, however, so my hopes are not high.
Sorry, I haven't been on the boards as much as usual lately, but I'm trying to check in when I can.
Skills:
Feat: Spring Attack BAB +1
That should do it.
Doesn't another level of UC Rogue give you a rogue talent and debilitating injury? A nice combo. I haven't thought about it since that last post - no access to any of my resources and completely offline for a week - but I recall that I was definitely leaning toward another level of rogue. The only reason I might go with bard is if there was a spell I could pick up that would just be too cool to pass up, but I'm thinking we have spellcasters in abundance, so that's not a huge thing at this point. Glad to hear everyone is on the mend, Hunger. Really sorry to hear y'all got sick in the first place.
Camillo takes the former second-in-command by the shoulders. "Hey. Sure as Desna likes butterflies, there's something big going on here." He looks at his friends, "Seems like everywhere we go, we find more strange behavior - evil things getting all excited and causing problems like they never have before. I have no doubt, whatever happened here, you were up against it whether you realized it or not. You are not to blame for anyone who died."
"You have lived to tell the tale, but more importantly, bring some measure of vengeance against these monsters." He nods at Sayniek, "That one specializes in vengeance, so we've come prepared. What can you tell us about what we'll find at the Fort. And are you sure the others were all killed? Maybe some others were held like you three..."
Woot! I will have to give that some thought - more rogue or more bard? Now accepting votes with or without justification!
"Kithian, hold him up while I untie him. No need to let him fall in his condition. Lady knight, I hope you will be able to revive them."
As he's working on the knots on the second man, the rogue pauses and points at a tattoo on the man's shoulder. "This looks familiar. He's been marked with that rune. What's it called, Vid... I'll ask when he returns."
I will be offline from Sunday 21 through Sunday 28. Please bot Camillo as necessary. See you at the end of the month!
"Bit of a concern, that. What would this lot feel necessary to lock away? Something dangerous? Or someone they captured? Or something else?" Nodding at their barbarian friend, "Yeah, let's see if they can string enough intelligible syllables together to tell us something, hey?"
Camillo accepts the key, looking at it closely, "Indeed, I would think not. Did you see anything that would hint as to where this would be used when you found it."
Camillo puts a little magic into his weapon, brings the bow up and fires at whatever or whoever the fire-flinger is.
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DM Hunger: Camillo greases the area in the room immediately in front of the door before readying his bow for a shot next round.
DM Hunger: Readying his rapier, Camillo quietly opens the door in hopes that he can follow the heavy footsteps toward the others and catch their owner in a flank.
Camillo pauses, letting the barbarian’s new door creation method draw any occupants within away from the door.
"That's fine. I will continue to lead them to believe I'm coming through the obvious entrance. I will join you shortly."
Camillo sees the body cartwheeling through the air and realizes what's about to happen, almost too late. Leaping back, he avoids the worst of the gore, but he definitely got ogrekin on his clothes. Sigh, unforunate, that. "Blasted porch trap reset itself and I'm sure everyone in the house knows we are out here if they didn't before. This is not going to plan at all. On top of that, the door has another trap on it." He takes a deep steadying breath. "OK, the corpse here pretty clearly shows where the blades are, so watch where you step when you come up here. But wait until I can disable the door."
Camillo doesn't want to waste time (and spell duration) with carefully disabling the trap. "Kithian! I need something or someone heavy over here! Throw it onto the porch!" He's thinking to trigger the trap with a log or an ogrekin and move on to examine the door.
Camillo looks between the wizard and the little warrior. ”I like her plan. Let us know what you see in the barn.” With a wink, he heads for the surely-trapped door.
I don’t mind you or someone else moving him for me, so don’t spend a lot of time on it.
I didn't have a chance to try the first one, but the second link worked for me.
Kithian and Hunger: Seeing the approaching support team, the invisible bard decides to up the entertainment value of the encounter, laying a grease spell immediately in the path of the approaching threesome.
I have a Roll20 account, but I haven't delved into accessing it from my phone, which is what I use to post most of the time. I'm OK with combat by narrative, so even if I cannot see the map, as long as I have some details in the descriptions, I'm good. So whatever you and the rest of the group prefer is fine.
When the fog billows forth, Camillo sings a verse and disappears. Vanish, 3 rounds He moves into the yard, circling around to come up on the far side of the ogrekin. The thought that the flanker might be flanked when the second ogrekin comes out gives him pause, but he decides he can't stop now...
Camillo is waiting, but tentatively planning to flank the ogrekin and sneak attack him. Not that an enlarged Kithian needs much help.
No worries, we're good. Camillo's not supposed to be the planner and thinker and I felt like he was getting too close to it. Being frustrated that his "big idea" wasn't immediately snapped up seemed a reasonable response. Yours truly thinks too much and he was channeling too much of my personality. Neither of us (player or character) are angry, but Camillo is ready to do something, even if it's the wrong thing.
Camillo looks a little annoyed. "How is summoning an eagle to act wounded different from an illusion of a firepelt? The illusion could appear wounded. It could be an eagle. Maybe it could be a wounded Ulfen wizard crawling out of the trees looking for help." As he walks away to watch the cause of their discussion as it wanders on its rounds, he adds, "Whatever. If your plan has something for me to do, just let me know what it is once you've made a decision."
"What do you suggest, Vidar?"
"Who's to say anyone would answer if he did? But we just need a plan - those were my ideas."
Looking down at the firepelt, "Maybe you can use other skills to create a lure... Do you think this one would follow a wild cat into the trees?"
"Good eye, I missed him. Big bruiser - might be hard to take him out quickly. I doubt he would fall for my sleep spell, but if someone can incapacitate him briefly, I can take him out of the fight for good."
You are absolutely fine. I know a lot of groups that have a standard package as they enter a new area. We haven't - we generally get a feel for what we are going into first. Camillo is not really a buff-style caster and he's more rogue than bard, so I guess his preparation will be limited to moving with stealth because he would rather be surprising them than being surprised. I will post accordingly.
Camillo collects the grisly blanket and respectfully folds it, treating it like a cherished relic rather than the grisly trophy it is. As his hands work, he quietly sings a song. It is almost hymn-like and certainly more fitting in a church than a forest clearing. Casting prestidigitation multiple times. When he is done, the fabric is actually clean of blood and grime and other unmentionable stains that had decorated it. His eyes moist, he whispers, "I don't believe I knew any of you, but I hope and pray the Song of the Spheres is the music you hear in your eternal rest." He carefully tucks the blanket into his pack, takes a deep breath, and sets off after the leaders. "Lady Shalelu, what can you tell us of the fort? We may find ourselves needing to enter a defended location, so foreknowledge will be most helpful."
The bard holds his hands up in mock surrender. "The question was not entirely serious, you know. I can try to light it with a flint, but surely someone has a more effective means of creating a fire." He is very obvious about not looking at the mages in their midst as he says this.
"I'm not too up-to-date on my retribution rituals. Do we burn it before or after we send those responsible to the Abyss?"
"Agreed. Let's not waste any more time. We may save some of them yet."
Camillo looks at the patches on the blanket with concern. "It's probably too late for the men or women that these belonged to, but there are hopefully others we can provide aid or rescue. The question is, do we follow the half-wit's trail? Or do we make haste to the fort? I doubt this one was smart enough to have this much success against the Black Arrows by himself - there are others. Shalelu, do you know how many would normally have been defending the fort?" He holds up the grubby piece of patched fabric, "This can't be all of them, right?"
I am copying this to all my games. Sorry for late notice, but I am headed down the road to vacation for a week. Connectivity and availability may be an issue, so please bot for me rather than waiting too long. I will peek in if I can and normal posting is expected to resume in nine days. I don't say this enough to the people in RL, let alone to my virtual friends, but I appreciate you and this game we share. Peace.
Camillo grins and waves off the fuming of the mage. Turning to the bemused elven ranger, he says, "Shalelu, this is not pretty. Best you and I step away for a bit while they work this out. Oh, no, I'm sworn to Ameiko. And Vidar is a friend, so no, my intentions are strictly honorable. I'm really curious what your new feline friend can tell us about the idiot ogre and where her ranger friend was last seen.
Yeah, what happened to picking on that lush of an avian familiar? (Is that helpful?)
Whistles and looks innocent.
Hello! The one that comes immediately to mind, though it has little to do our current position in the plotline, is that Camillo has a *ahem* close relationship with a certain Sandpoint innkeeper. No details necessary or requested, they just look forward to seeing each other and tend to disappear together when he is in town, that sort of thing. Which is mostly an open invitation to you to use her to introduce plotlines of your own when we get back to town.
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