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This is Daedalus' submission, pre-conversion. As may be noted, I need to change race, level, stats, gear, allow for feat taxes, etc. Basically, I have a lot of work ahead of me, and I hopefully will get the time to do so (Finals are approaching for me, though, so I might not make it in time).
Well...
So, it doesn't look like Snowheart has posted since the 20th. Do we want to wait, or maybe start looking for a new GM? I'd hate to have to get a replacement GM, but I'm also a fan of this game and would really like to see it continue. Worst-case scenario, I could always take over if that's what you guys want.
Congrats Timo! Glad everything went well.
*knock*
How was everyone's holidays?
Sure, I can work with that. I doubt I’ll be on the boards much before then, anyway.
Daidalos thanks his informer, then ventures off to find the Wandering Friar Inn. He assumes the guise of a young elven woman and enters, "Hello, I heard that Aiden was staying here? Is he in? He was supposed to return a few weeks ago, but I haven't heard anything from him."
No worries; it’s all part of the season.
Get well soon!
As they spend their days in Farholde, while he waits for his scroll to arrive, Daidalos subtly looks into Aiden Kael, if anybody knew him or where he went.
Yeah, sandbox can be tricky on PBP (as we found). Personally, I don't mind. Working on an IC post now.
Just checking in and making sure you're okay, GM? No rush if you're busy, I just know how easy it is for stuff like this to slip out of mind.
Thanks! Thanksgiving was great. I think the first thing we should try to do is track down/retrace the steps of Aiden Kael. Maybe if we ask around, someone knows where he was staying or something like that, which might give us some clues as to where we should not search, at least. Or it might be a dead end. But the only other way I can think of we might be able to find the ancient Daemon temple is to search the wilds personally, which sounds tedious at best.
"Thank you for your hospitality, Baron. As a matter of fact.... I am looking for a fairly powerful scroll, something used to summon angels... or devils. Do you have any contacts with access to something like that?" Daidalos asks.
"I seek the possibility to practice my arts without fear of reprisal, to expand my skills and knowledge of the arcane freely, with the resources of an entire kingdom. Granted, I would love to establish my own school of wizardry and establish a system of governance based on individual merit, rather than the whims of fate. But that is perhaps a bit of a stretch, so for now, I will aim for becoming high mage and amassing power and artifacts." Daidalos replies with a casual grin.
"If you wish to know more details, we most certainly can share them- within reason, of course. And yes, the watchtower was felled at our own hands. The horde wasn't terribly happy with how we didn't leave them any sort of battle. Thank you for your aid, and I do believe we have an accord. For Talingarde." Diadalos responds, raising his glass in the air to join the Baron.
Daidalos returns a sly grin, "Ah, but you see, this isn't our first mission. We are his greatest servants. As you see from one of our number, not even death is capable of stopping us. It is no coincidence we come to you now, as the country descends into war with monsters. We came here directly from our last mission, a rousing success. I trust you are intelligent enough to fill in the gaps there."
Daidalos gives a polite half-bow as Tiadora introduces him, and enjoys the meal as he watches the servants bustle around.
Dang that's a cool avatar. I need to look for some new ones now.
Wayfinder? I know it used to be a thing but I don’t think it’s still being maintained. I haven’t looked into it though.
"Of course he does. Do we suspect the baron knows of our involvement up north?" Daidalos asks, "Or is that not underground knowledge?" Daidalos asks, alread suspecting the answer but still interested in her response.
Daidalos walks around the mansion, admiring the trappings and enjoying the appetizers. While they wait to be summoned for dinner, Daidalos reclines in one of the large chairs and peruses an interesting-looking book as he collects his thoughts, mentally preparing himself for another night spent ingratiating himself.
I can't speak for the others, but I like this pace. This week, I just have a ton of big homework projects due that are occupying most of my time. Usually I can keep up no problem.
Daidalos fights back a smile, "Not bad at all. Well spotted." he says, unclipping his pouch from the back of his belt and tossing it to the guard.
Daidalos, while curious as to what the man's note says, can't quite catch a glimpse of what it says.
"So be it. You place too much faith in steel, though." he replies, sliding his sheathed daggers out of their holsters and handing them over
Yes, I’m addition to whatever you had left over. That’s your share of the Balenyre loot, on top of any gear you may have gotten.
I’ve got just over 3,500 gp each, and that is with keeping the cloak, but managing to sell the Havelyn family bible.
Daidalos nods, in response to Tiadora's instructions, "Very well. We'll meet you there. Enjoy yourself, Grumble. We'll get you when we need you." After saying farewell, and taking slight offense at the idea he needed a bath (like any self-respecting mage, he kept himself sparkling clean through liberal use of prestidigitation), but did enjoy the prospect of having a warm tub to relax in for a bit. Still, he went shopping for non-magical clothing, and found quite the tidy wizard outfit, that only required a couple minor modifications to make perfect on himself (using, of course, soul gems as jewelry- but with a minor use of illusions to disguise them). Before meeting with Tiadora, though, he casts a few spells in preparation for official meetings.
So, depending on appraise results (and how much Diamond Dust we found/how valuable the golden Mitran sun we found with Father Donnigan was), and assuming we're keeping the CHA headband, Dastard Full Plate and basically no other permanent items, we each have on the order of 3,000 gp in spoils to do with as we will.
Reading back through Gameplay to update the loot spreadsheet, and I can confirm that yes, going back through the battle with the magister and commander is just as hilarious on reread as it was the first time. I have a brawler as one of my characters, and yet Daidalos, of all possibilities, has used more combat maneuvers, and gotten the most out of them, than all my other characters combined. And, of course, let's not forget the most important +/-1 in the history of the game. I have to fight back laughter just reading along. EDIT: Having updated the loot spreadsheet more-or-less fully (just need to figure out the value of our spoils), I noticed a few unidentified objects: a magical cloak in need of ID'ing, and Chalices and Military medals that need to be Appraised. So, first I'm going to appraise the objects, since they don't have any retries, then roll for spellcraft until I get a decently high roll, and see how that works out.
"Of course, I suppose we shall leave you to your work." Daidalos responds before exiting.
I mean, I totally get it. Heck, I've been posting less often, and this is one of my favorite games. Life happens.
"He seems to have contracted vampirism; he should be rising any time now; his time scale certainly seems unusual, though." Daidalos responds, brushing over Thorn's refusal and moving along before anything negative came out of it.
"So we are to summon a daemon and bind it to our will? Sounds like fun. Under your guidance, master, might I be able to get some practice? If you have an extra scroll for the use of binding fiends, and the patience to teach me your secrets, I would humbly ask for aid in binding a feindish servant to myself in preparation of what is presumably to be a much larger ritual." Daidalos says, trying to hopefully gain a bit more assistance from the cardinal, "But I am sure we can be of use to you again, in this task for us."
While it may be all but completely unable to actually affect him thanks to his 'blessed' heritage, Daidalos still wasn't a fan of the cold, and so kept enchantments wrapped around him to blanket him from the cold for the entire journey. He managed to keep himself fairly occupied, scribing a few scrolls for later use. Observing Tiadora for a couple days, Daidalos decides to approach her, "Your work, I presume?" he asks, looking at the smoke rising, "Are we trying to make people think the bugbears are attacking here as well?"
Oh hey, I wonder what that must be like. Can't imagine a last-minute level-up making a seemingly hopeless situation manageable? Never had that happen before. ;P But yeah, to qualify for Diabolist, Daidalos "Must have conjured a devil using lesser planar ally or lesser planar binding (or a similar spell) and successfully coaxed the fiend into performing a task lasting longer than 1 day." Once we arrive wherever we're going, it's just a (fairly pricey) scroll, a DC 11 Caster Level check (AKA, I roll a 6 or better), and me either sucking up my pride and summoning a Lemure (+0 will save) or chancing that an imp (+4 will save) will fail a DC 17 save and I can convince it that it wants to serve me for a week or so. Then, I'm golden. Speaking of scrolls, anyone have any requests?
Daidalos settles in for the ride, thinking about how long it's been since he had a cold night.
"Aren't you capable of teleporting? Why don't we just do that?" Diadalos asks Tiadora as they board, "Do you care for another servant? We captured one of the fort's captains. He can be yours if you so desire." he comments, "Otherwise, I guess we'll leave him for the horde." Once they board the barge, Daidalos sighs and settles in for a restless night, eager for the morning when he regains spells and can make the journey a bit more comfortable. "Should have grabbed some blankets from the commander's bed." he remarks.
Daidalos accepts the box, figuring silence would probably be the best policy at the moment, and opens it, inspecting its contents. He reads the note aloud, then addresses Tiadora, "What now? Another mission? More training?" he asks.
"We haven't decided yet. He might serve as a prisoner or servant, or just a source of information." Daidalos tells the bodyguard, "Ah! Grumble! Good to see you!" "He's dying in a sense. It seems as though he's becoming a vampire, though, so he'll be fine. A coffin might be useful, though. The funeral pyre might be a bit much, though."
Daidalos looks on with some concern, and more than a little confusion, "Years? Decades? That's most strange indeed. Usually it's a matter of days. Perhaps it was simply dormant within you, but is now awakening? I wonder what it will do? Well, don't worry. There will be plenty of blood for you to drink on the other side of the pale. And you may well outlive all of us. Rest well." When Morthos inquires later, Daidalos explains, "It seems he's transitioned into vampirism. It's strange, for sure. Perhaps the paladin had something to do with it? Or perhaps some strange planar convergence. It is odd, though, that the transformation would wait to strike until now, though. It's not as though only the strong can fall to the curse. If anything, one would think that weaker-bodied specimens might be more susceptible to be of the Blood."
Re: dungeon defenses- I can do it if nobody wants to. It'll probably be fun, plus it's in-character pretty likely that Daidalos would enjoy bossing around minions and planning out defenses.
Daidalos leans against the wall, eyes closed in meditation while the horde approached. When it arrived, he looked on in satisfaction, greeting Sakkarot with a confident amount of respect and a small grin, "Apologies if we did a better job than you were expecting. Don't worry, there's still plenty of fighting yet to go. Talingarde won't fall in a day. There's still plenty of work yet to do before we can enjoy the spoils of war."
Daidalos laughs and lets his guise drop to show off his Branderscar branding, "Please. He's not as forgiving as you think. I was once like you, you know. A loyal servant of the King, doing my duty despite the ridicule towards the students of the arcane. Yet, as you claim will happen to me in the future, already has. I became a slight inconvenience for the king, and he shipped me off to die. If not for the Lawgiver, I would already be dead. Why would the king spare me now, when before I hadn't injured a single soul? Now, though.... please, save your breath. You'll need it." Daidalos keeps going, at this point wanting to break the man's spirit, all pity gone, though still with the hope of perhaps winning a convert.
I think we might be better off with a "disagree to stop" method of deciding what to do- so, one person says the plan, and if one person agrees with them and nobody wants to do otherwise after, say, a day, then that's the plan going forward. Alternatively, for something like dungeon keeping, we could (as might well happen in-character) assign someone to upkeep, and they organize the defenses, etc. GM- I'm hoping for my next level to be Diabolist (in no small part thanks to our lack of a rogue), but I need a scroll of lesser planar binding to do so. Once we do level up, could I maybe 'delay' the level up until I get the chance to buy/find a scroll, so I can get the Imp and we can pick locks once again? In the meantime, I'd just stay as a 5th level wizard.
"Of course. You don't think we'd go to all this trouble if we weren't trying to start a war? By the way, Timeon, the squire of Sir Balin? He sends his regards. Don't worry, he's in excellent health. He saw the value of joining us. I don't suppose you want to as well? We can provide you with whatever you desire. Money, power," he grins, "We could even spare that lass you're so fond of. You didn't die before, why would you now? In any case, you may well be more use to us alive, at least for now. Affyria, do you want to heal him, so that he can at the very least see what is coming?" Daidalos asks casually, "Besides, this way he at least has time to consider his options."
Daidalos steels himself as he surveys the scene, and draws himself up to respond to the captain, "You have fought well, I must commend you. As a result, I will promise that we shall reunite as many families as possible, and they will know peace. That is what your god promises, no? " he takes a deep breath as he prepares himself, "Trust me, they will be far better off not staying around for what is to come. Affyria, would you call the horde? You may watch, if you so choose, what is to come of your homeland." he tells the captain.
I think Daidalos would be best served staying out from the breach some- I don't think the siege engine would be a good idea when everyone is in the gatehouse. While I'd prefer to save the Wand, I could use a charge or two from it. That said, I can also prep Fireball myself and use Potent Magic to make it a 7d6 damage-dealer. I wouldn't have any castings of Fly, though. But I think Daidalos would probably Fireball the interior to Dis, Web up the survivors, Enlarge Timo, and use Magic Missile to finish off any survivors. I also have a few Glitterdusts and and Pyrotechnics SLA to top it all off. Long story short? If we're brute-forcing, I just got a ton of fancy new blast spells from that spellbook. The wand is probably redundant.
And here I was, thinking of a complicated way where I could turn our frontliners invisible and giving them flight, having them sneak in, then teleport (Dimensional Slide for the win!) and coming up with a way to force the door open.... Or we just take the door out of the equation. That works too. Also, Timo, I love that image. "Oh hey, what took you so long?"
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