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10' ceilings? That's HUGE
no worries, wasn't just you. big power-outage at the paizo server wrecked just about everything!
"You see, some mold is bad, but other mold is good," Ore finds himself explaining to Whiskers. "I mean, all cheese is sort of mold is you think about it. But the tasty blue and green ones are nice if you do em right. Now, that's not to say you should go around eating mold! The red one's will make you rather ill, and that's a best case scenario. But, oh! Those BLUE ones..."
Whoops sorry I'm here. I tend to update things that have the most activity based off of when I get notifications and stuff so sorry about slipping on that. Regular holiday busyness aside I'm around!
Do I think the Lady would prefer to remain un-mentioned?Most likely yes. Then I will do her the courtesy of avoiding the subject entirely.
Do I think the Lady would prefer to remain un-mentioned?
Previous companion. She was a Silver Flame vampire hunter. As I recall, she was captured with Gauntlet et al but wasn't around for the rescue. I think maybe she was ransomed?
Dev would want to check in on Xetovia before we head out, but I'm okay with not playing that out, if you want to speed things up, Shadow. Lemme know either way!
"See, right to the chase," Dev says with a smile, gesturing with his thumb in the direction of Frank.
"Frankie here cuts right to the chase sometimes. But it's nice to meet ya. I'm Dev, and this here's General Gauntlet, Frank, Electric Eye, Madam Zabeth, Kana, Meridian, and Pink-Eye." Dev finishes the list ticking people off on his fingers and pointing at folks, and nearly runs out of breath. "We travel in big groups--safer that way, especially when you're in our line o' work. Seems like people keep trying to off us, ya know? But I guess that's cost of doin' business. And most of us managed to keep more or less one step ahead of everybody so far though. Now'adays we're just trying to recover stolen goods, and supposedly the group of folks we're looking to catch up with's based down here. Anyone come to mind?."
Dev raises an eyebrow. "You sure about that, Frankie?"
Best of luck to him. Looks like only the three of us will have the nerve to breach into the ancient tower!
Lehkazeran watches other people doing the busy work and nods along. So far his contribution was to be absolutely terrifying, and it was going swimmingly. Absolutely Draconic.
"And!" Dev calls out as an afterthought, before The General can get too far off the fun topic and back to the dreary reality at hand, "Everyone is really into Gin right now, for some reason, if you can believe it. Couldn't tell you why--not my style--though there is a certain one I do like with a bit of mint."
Dev's eyes go wide at Gauntlet's plan, and he manages to suppress his laugh, waiting more or less politely until the big 'guy' is done. "That's an awfully well-organized scheme ya got there, General. Usually we just poke around 'til something tries to kill us and then run around screaming and throwing as much metal and magic at it as we can."
Yup. Do what you feel like. 5e isn't very punishing compared to other editions with regard to how much healing you have. RE: proficiency
Last point: spellcaster classes tend to get better based on access to spell levels/lists. So whatever you pick, especially as a newer player, is probably recommended to stay in that class so you can get to the shiny new spell levels faster. YMMV.
"Nobody inspires fear like a dragon, Nephre," Lehkazeran grunts with a prideful grin as the caravan scatters into the night. "Don't worry though, I'll defer to your better judgment when we raid the tomb...or in matters of ink. Think you're skilled enough to tattoo over undead dragon scales? Amending perfection requires a very talented artist..."
So in very fun and scary and exciting news, my wife just had a baby (our first) and we'll be bringing him home today or tomorrow hopefully. I'm not planning on dropping any games as I'll be off work for the next month (is this hubris? Maybe!) but if it's not too much trouble, please feel free to bot me as needed in the immediate future. Thanks!
I'll take the gum rope and the ring. Dev very briefly adventured with Xetovia and it'd be a nice way to remember her.
Lehkazeran looked around the inn as the others slowly gathered their things. Shouldering his pack, he walked besides to the door, tossing a few coins back towards the barkeep to cover his tab and the drinks he'd been feeding the other patrons. Better to ask forgiveness than permission,' he thought to himself. "Buying some time, I'll be back in a few, or I'll catch up," he muttered under his breath as he walked past Koro in the doorway. Outside he took flight, gaining altitude safely until he could float and glide in the direction of Nephre's caravan. When he arrived a short while later he took stock of them, and floated a big lower to make himself appear larger, angling himself against the backdrop of the moon, from their perspective. He roared! With powerful, performative strokes he flapped his wings loudly and wide, snapping them to gain the attention he needed, and then he exhaled a burst of bright red and orange flames in a large cone, wary of his positioning and keeping at an angle so as to maximize his visibility. Roaring again, he dove at them. Pulling up at the last minute, Lehkazeran made sure to roar his most fearsome roar, intent on terrifying the entire caravan as he skimmed them, before flying back in the direction of Koro.
Ore will volunteer to watch the secret door during his watch...and when nobody's looking... will peek in just a little to see what's inside...
Errr, sorry Theo. I'll cite my sources next time. Per the "Your Spellbook" section on the wizard page, you can only copy spells into your book if they're of a level you can prepare. You can only prepare spells of a level you have slots for. So level 3 spells aren't available to a wizard until she hits 5th level. I would suggest feeling free using the scroll in an emergency (or even in a less-dire circumstance) as it will be quite a while in game until 5th, and spending a spell known on Fireball isn't the worst thing that one can do.
"Ribbbbit! Ore croaks, crouching down and hopping forward a few times. With a flick, he extends his tongue (as far at it'll go) and quickly pulls it back in.
One thing that this shakes loose in my mind is that you never 'unprepare' spells. I don't recall if this was part of the discussion on the first go-round, but strictly speaking, changing your list of prepared spells is something you can choose to do after a long rest. Likewise, after a long rest, you regain your slots (no choice on that one). If you choose not to change your list, you keep the same list of prepared spells. So unless something else went down, a wizard who lost their book wouldn't be without spells, they'd just be unable to change their list from whatever it was when they lost it. Make of it what you will.
"Shall we find out?" Ore asks. "Perhaps Stealth is in order?"
"If brute force doesn't work, then you're not using enough," Ore says off-handedly, repeating something he'd heard the monks saying once upon a time. Never had it seemed as relevant. Taking a look around he inspected the room, just in case anything was more than it seemed...
Happy solstice! Happy summer!
Ore looks on uncharacteristically quiet as he takes the time to think, really think, about the situation they've put themselves in. Sure, he'd followed along the plan, but he had to admit, Theo did have a point. And given what he knew of the orc culture, he doubted the females had been given much say in the any of the matters of the tribe, anyway. And for that matter: who was to say the folks back at the settlement were really on the side of justice? Didn't the orcs live here first? Weren't the humans encroaching onto their lands, and taking the goods and resources these folks had collected? Ore gulped. "I guess we fight on, then. But maybe after we head back to town, we take a bit to think on how we'll proceed before 'clearing' any more caves?" he said, in the first lull in the conversation.
"Boom," Dev says quietly, making the equivalent display with his hands, and pointing at the alchemist formerly known as Sharon.
Undeniably, yes, it's significantly better than slavery. The worst Brexit is still infinitely better than being someone's property.
bad touch...? Inflict and other debuff/negative status effects from touch spells
slightly improved way to earn gold Quite the Understatement, Frank! edit, now with math:
So if you want to make a 1000 price item like a cloak of resist +1, you can take ten on capital checks for 3 days and then build your cloak on the fourth day, having only spent 250 gp earning capital instead of 500 on "generic crafting gold pieces".
Ore follows in Aterro’s wake, hoping to deliver the final blow to his opponent. Ducking his head, Ore dives under Aterro and rolls to his feet, before darting to his right and spinning around the Orc, leaving him on the opposite side. With an axe slicie and a sweeping kick, Ore tries to surprise the Orc from his new position behind him.
Thinking back on his previous dealing with Lady Elaydren, Dev filed away the knowledge that she didn't seem particularly concerned with the rescue itself. He remembered Gauntlet too, and felt awfully bad picturing him and his team locked up (or worse), even though their last interaction had been a stressful one. "Let's go get em back. People ought to be saved. Pretty straightforward, no?" he says confidently. "I don't like to think what might have happened to us if you all hadn't come along the last time we took a job... Let's keep that streak alive."
Frank: Probably don't need a carpenter per se, since we're a jewelry shop, but it could be nice to have an enchanter around in case any clients were interested in spicing up some of my work with magics. Feel welcome to hang around the shop and do your crafting here. I'll start spreading the word we've got the option to enchant our items, if you're interested. EE: you'll be a wonderful night watchmen, I'm sure! Plus your blacksmithing might be helpful. Upgrading my shop to Masterwork tools and rolling for the two weeks:
"... Don't listen to them, you and that sword are more than welcome here friend. I'm Ore, and I assure you I've plenty of swagger." says the halfling with a jovial smile and a friendly air as he shakes his head at his compatriots. "Well, I suppose Neil's right about the destruction bit. But he tends to, erm, 'ramble' sometimes and it's best to just let him at it. Come along then! " Ore starts off after Ya'Bo, yelling to the wizard to be nicer to strangers...
Ore Dashed forward, getting a better look at the veritable army they faced in the process. "Uhhh, better part of valor, guys?" he shouts, clearly questioning the wisdom of engaging another room full of foes
"...or we could convince them to stop, Neil. You always jump right to smite, ya know?"
Finding peace in the chaos, Dev smiles a sly smile and focuses his mind, preparing to use the last of his energy on his next shot.
Dev makes his way into the room, brimming with hurried energy. The pressure he spent that last ten minutes building begging already to be released. Hustling up to the edge of the pit, he took aim at the spell-caster opposite himself, clearly the leader, and let forth a great scream as he felt out for the Cultist's mind, trusting his instincts...
...but feeling the power slipping, Dev instead allowed its wild energy to dissipate painfully back into his own body, and locking eyes with the Cultist, he tried to share the feeling...
Dev stays uncharacteristically silent at the sight, allowing Taryn a brief time to process.
Ore laughs at Ya'Bo good-heartedly: "You've my full trust, friend. Any more rugs we come across, I'll not be afraid of them as long as you're here. Ha!"
Dev and Jirri follow Double-E, and assist with the door...
Spore watched the others banter back and forth quickly, and listened intently. Despite the emotional tones and multitude of different accents flying about, he felt he fully understood the rapid-fire responses and calls to action from all involved-- testament to the practice he’d been getting lately. And, the content of the arguments was hard enough to comprehend on its own. When Trystt calls for his own opinion, takes a moment to think before responding in his own slow voice, as Sterne discusses the good-hearted CEO. ”In nature, violence is permitted, for survival’s sake-- there is no cruelty where there is no consciousness. Sentience, while beautiful, comes with complications. We with it should take care of each other, and help each other to thrive. What Frank is doing...is a version of that. When a branch dies, it must be cut from the tree. Deciding who is a dead branch, is a terrible responsibility- and easily abused. But these people...are certainly close.” Spore shudders, thinking back to not only the dead people, but the transformed alien plants. A single tear falls from his face as he wrestles with the gravity of what he’s saying. ”Their crimes against life and nature must be answered, before they continue to harm life. If possible, we should spare them, but not at the cost of someone else’s life. In many ways, my people consider ourselves tenders of gardens, if you will. This is deeply sad, but it is is a load I am willing to carry.”
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