Unfortunately, I'm going to have to pull my involvement from this game. Good luck if Nairb returns
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Just confirming, we're all waiting to see what the rats do, right?
Dropping his backpack off one shoulder, Zordlon riffles though it quickly, procuring the aforementioned item. "Borrow?" He laughs as he underhand tosses the wand. "If you can use it, it's all yours."
Zordlon moves back, keeping his bow at the ready. "I don't believe they are fiendish, from tales I've heard, creatures born of the pit shouldn't be wary of flames. No bets on whatever ordered them against us though"
Zordlon shakes his head to himself as he moves back, his bow again at the ready I don't think feeding these things is going to make them stop, not with that devil rat or whatever making them attack us, but I guess it's worth a try.
My post got eaten, but I think I'm waiting on till the people know about the treat share with the rest of us
Zordlon darts forward, grabbing his arrows from among the dispersing rats. "Well, that could have gone better. Or worse. How much oil do we have remaining, in case that Hell-rat sends more of his friends after us?"
I believe we are waiting on our GM for the next round
"Well, if I had any oil, that's what I would be doing!" Zordlon shouts exasperatedly before taking another shot.
So, what are we waiting on?
"I would prefer to hit them while they can't hit us" Zordlon chimes in as he shoots another blunt arrow.
Dotting in again, waiting on 3
Dotting in, looks like we are waiting for 4 players to do their second round actions
'Well, it's not much of a shot, but better then being in front. Zordlon thinks to himself as he moves to line up another shot, this time with a blunt arrow.
Looks like we're all in the right spots, so I think we are just now waiting on the rats
Well, bugger that all! Zordlon shouts as he takes his shot and then retreats back
So, in the next 30 seconds or so, are these rats not coming into view?
Zordlon quickly draws his bow, and keeps looking down the hallway, ready to dart back as soon as whatever it is comes into view
Yay a swarm! /sarcasm
"Yes, before it brings all it's demonic rat friends" Once everything of value is gathered up, Zordlon checks the doorway for traps, then looks up and down the hallway to see if he can tell where the rat went.
Yeah, that's why my shot was at -8. -4 for cover, and -4 for melee.
With both beast felled, Zordlon take a moment to recover his thrown dagger, reload his wrist sheaths, and say a short prayer to the Lady of Graves. Having recovered his things, he takes a moment to now inspect this new room. "Well, it seems our luck is still with us. I wonder how large such beasts can get."
With Dornhold moved to assist, Zordlon quickly triggers his wrist sheath, drawing his new, orc plundered dagger, and tries to drive it into the soft underbelly of the beast.
"Get the big one! I'll hold this one off!" Zordlon shouts as he take up a total defense
Zordlon stays back at the moment, tossing a knife into the fray (nonmasterwork)
Wow, the monster has a greater then +5 initiative mod. I sure hope thats because of improved init
Holding off double posting until our dwarf gets here
Zordlon quickly looks back at the group, his hand outstretched in a stop gesture to anyone currently moving forward with a light source. He pantomimes that a "large" "squid thing" is in the next room, and that Unbeugsam should be first through the door.
Back in the room with the dead orc, Zordlon checks the door for traps, or any danger he can hear behind it, before waiting for the rest of the group to form up and then opens the door.
If there are no complaints otherwise, when I get home in about ~6 hours, I'll keep us moving forward through rooms
Covering his face with his hand, Zordlon steps back. "Mostly, I didn't want to be moving on with a possible threat behind us. I don't believe there is anything in here of value, but we should watch out for any of the Lizard men we might encounter. To be sure, Zordlon stands in the doorway, and sweeps the room with detect magic, before moving back to the blood streaked path.
"Yes, well, we shall do our best to make sure all of our blood stays on our insides. Now, according to this map, this next room down should be a dead end. I would prefer to confirm before moving on." With that, Zordlon moves down to the next door, checking for traps and then opening the door.
I think we're actually effectively a higher level then we are supposed to be, given a level 1 pathfinder character is = a level 2 3.5 character roughly.
I'm enjoying how things are going, and I'm sure at some point we'll find someone we can talk to. As a character, I wish I was level 2 for trap spotter, which would let me not be as worried when going down hallways, but as a player it's amusing to me
Zordlon waves at the group to be quiet, then attempts to sneak up to the doorway. Pharasma above, may whatever killed those orcs not be waiting to ambush me
"Yes. We should be ready for anything, I do not believe the smaller monsters could have carried off so many bodies." Zordlon takes a moment to check and see if there is any sign of what could have dragged off the orcs.
"Ah, perhaps I did not speak as clear as I should have. From what I can tell, we have cleared a dead end. The only path I believe we have is in their direction. I did not mean to imply that we waste further time with them."
"I have experience with such rings before, and do not believe the 12 seconds of invisibility would make a large difference in my ability to scout. If we find a true ring of invisibility, that's a different story. I believe we are currently still well prepared to continue, unless someone has concerns, let's check in again on the orcs."
That sounds good to me
"Well, we shouldn't leave these around for the next batch of orcs that might wander in. If someone could give me a hand?" Zordlon takes the time to start breaking up the materials into a load that can be carried by our pack mules.
"Well, that is our good fortune indeed. As a side, there appears to be a magical ring tucked behind these bags. Once we've cleared a path to it, could someone with more magical knowledge identify what it can do?"
Life blowing up right now, will post tomorrow
"Or perhaps our Orcish 'friends' once had much more numbers, and mindlessly drove inside, and whatever they found they could not retreat from" Zordlon looks around the room for any magical signatures, before confiming "It was fire that killed this mold? It would not be safe to search the bags without putting them to the torch first"
Sayarisha, I don't meam to be rude, but can I not be the first person you cast those on if I'm going to be opening doors? 2 spells x5 people and a 1 min duration mean that pretty much as you cast the last spell it's worn off on the first.
"Whoever put this together seems to have had plenty of room to create dead-ends. That, or there are a brevy of hidden doors we just can't find." Hoping the door is as untrapped as it appears, Zordlon tentatively opens it.
Just waiting on Unbeugsam to head down the hallway, as I'm in eat a trap and die range (given how powerful of traps weve seen so far)
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