GM, could you swap me to inactive please?
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Thank you for your kind words, Whiskey and Spider! I wish all of you lots of fun in what's still to come in this game, and maybe we'll see each other down the road! ;)
My interest in multi-year long APs on this forum has waned, and I've decided to quit some games. This being one of them. Eldon will go off on a journey of his own once you're done exploring the cave, feeling like you've learned all you need to stand on your own legs and make a name for yourselves. Best of luck during the remainder of the game! I had a lot of fun with you, but I'd rather be spending my time on other hobbies.
Eldon makes some wild gestures while babbling and suddenly disappears, reappearing near Arval and the blind squid monster. He continuous his babbling there while pulling out his crossbow. "I've always had the gift of underwater speech, I just wanted Whiskey to feel a bit better about himself! Anyway, yes, I know this kind of creature! It's very important to kill it if you want it dead!"
"Yeah... Sure... Go swim up to it," Eldon mutters as Arval leaves the submersible. "I mean, it's not like you're wasting your time while I could've instantly teleported you up to it... Not at all..." Eldon shrugs, folds his arms, and leans against the sub's hull as comfortably as possible. "Go swim then... Like I care... Hmpf..." While sulking Eldon looks at Kawrock and Whiskey, wondering if they're going to do anything to make him breathe water and give him the ability to talk (senselessly) to fish.
"Whiskey, use you water breathing spells on some people!" Eldon yells in a squeaky voice that's absolutely caused by being squashed against the submersible's wall and absolutely not by him being afraid of anything. "I can teleport you and Arval straight up to that thing, and everyone else can attack from a distance! Give Arval water breathing first, he looks like he really wants to go out there!"
Eldon's being squashed inside the submersible, his face stuck to the tiny viewing window. He sees the creature outside and ceases his constant unconvincing and squeaky stream of the words "I'm absolutely fine" to say "$#@%."
Eldon reaches for Arval's shoulder, can't reach it, and instead places his hand on Arval's elbow. "Don't worry, my dear assistant. I will save you if the proceedings go awry." He smiles encouragingly at Arval, and enters the submersible. "Off we go, to explore a new low in our careers!"
"We'll be on our way soon enough, mayor. And yes, indeed, I think you'll find the manor to your liking. Though you may want to wait a bit with moving in, because we need to explore those underwater tunnels beneath it. There may still be scary things there, you see. So it may be best to stay away from there for now." "We're going to pay a visit to an inventor we met a while ago, a man by the name of Horace Croon. He's been developing equipment to explore underwater. Do you happen to know where he lives, or are you able to find out where he does? It'd greatly help us clear out the tunnels beneath your new manor from any dangers that may still lurk there. We by the way also suspect the dark rider went through them." Eldon returns the endearing smile to the mayor. "Also, I do happen to wonder, could you perhaps provide us with something else that we could use? Any help at all in exploring those caves and making your new manor safe would very much be appreciated. Items, potions, more gold... Whatever you think could be useful to make your new home a safer place to live in."
"I suggest we first visit the mayor, to explain what's transpired since we left town," Eldon suggests. "The mayor may also be able to help us contact the baby's parents. Giving your child away to monsters is a horrible thing to do, but those people did it out of fear. Perhaps, with some help from the mayor, the situation can be explained to the parents. If they realize their grave mistake, it may still be possible for them to make amends and for the child to grow up with her parents." Eldon looks at Whiskey. "Were you able to prepare some spells to help our pale friend?" The halfling points at the crazy woman that's not Wren. "Once we've reported to the mayor and have delivered the baby and woman to suitable homes, we should find that inventor we saved a while ago. He might be able to help us with the underwater issue."
Realized I still had to post this: Level 10: +1 level of bard +8 hp (5 Bard +2 Con +1 Fav Class) for total 83 +1 BaB ---> +7/+2 BaB, +6 CMB, 19 CMD
Class stuff:
Learned 1 level 2 spell: Allegro
Skills:
Take care!
Purchases are mentioned in my profile, always keep track of the last stuff I bought/got there. I really don't think we should spend 16 days waiting while we're supposed to chase someone. He'll be long gone. Maybe do it during our next downtime, assuming we're not still chasing someone?
Will finalize leveling up tomorrow, but I'm otherwise ready to move on.
As Whiskeyjack casts his restoration spell on Lena, Eldon's eyes open and he sits up on his bedroll. He makes sure to point out the insane, pale woman. "You got one for her too? She may crumble to dust if we don't tend to her." He lies back down and closes his eyes again. "Call me if we're moving out. No interest in shopping, for now."
Eldon has no way to help anyone and hasn't yet figured out how to pretend he does, so he keeps to himself as he lays down his bedroll and thinks of new ways to make himself seem even cooler than before. He's sure he'll have something figured out by the time he awakes.
"He's still not snapped out of it!" Eldon exclaims, looking at Arval. He walks to the entrance of the tunnel Wren entered and motions for Arval to follow, holding out some trail rations to bait him. "Here boy! Here boy!"
Eldon reloads his crossbow with a regular bolt and shoots it at the color out of space. As the bolt leaves his magic crossbow, it's automatically also enhanced with magic.
"Yet another marvelously epic shot!" Eldon brags, inspiring courage into his rookie assistants.
Eldon loads his crossbow with the +1 ghost touch bolt he was still carrying, and shoots it at the color out of space.
"THAT is how it's done," Eldon states. "Did you see that? That was epic! Like all of me."
"Move back!" Eldon yells. "That shimmering line is a leash, made of force magic! Move out of its reach and attack it from a distance!"
Assuming the strange light to be about as corporeal as a ghost, Eldon takes out his crossbow and loads it with the last +1 ghost touch bolt he still has from the party's adventures near Harrowstone.
For a brief, awkward moment, Eldon shuts up. "Then again, I shouldn't hog all the glory," he decides a little later. "I already know I can deal with anything life, or unlife, throws at me. I'll let Whiskeyjack and Kawrock prove their worth this time." Eldon pauses his advancement toward the tunnel and gives Whiskeyjack and Kawrock an expectant look. "Living in my shadow has to be hard. Go on, you deserve this tiny moment." He winks at Lena and whispers: "This should be good for their self-esteem."
"Well thank you, Lena," Eldon says, appreciative of the compliment. "I am indeed the bravest halfling ever. There is no one as brave as I am, nor will there ever be anyone else quite as brave."
I'm back in business!
Eldon looks from the strange woman to Arval. "Uhm, Arval doesn't look like he wants to go..."
His eyes widen. "The dummies are all human! All female, but I doubt that'll save Arval." Eldon jumps up to grab hold of Arval's shoulders, pulling the tall man down to his own height. He places his hands on Arval's temples and casts dispel magic.
Eldon heads toward the glowy tunnel.
Eldon continues his nonsensical chatter as he moves closer. He reaches inside his backpack and pulls out a vial of alchemist's fire. "Let's use fire to harm it!" Eldon says, as if using fire to defeat an enemy is something new he just came up with.
Status update: I'm still in the midst of moving. There were some bumps in the road, so to speak. I estimate it'll take two more weeks before I can actually move in. Hopefully with a functioning internet connection... If I find some spare time to post, I will. It's bugging me that I'm slowing games down :/
Dear people, I'm currently recovering from a nasty case of the flu. As I'm also in the process of moving out of my parents' house, my posts will be incredibly sporadic or even non-existent for the time being. They may even stay so for a while after I stop feeling icky, because of the many things I'll have to do to make my house livable. Due to the nature of my work and inability to take days off (except when icky), it may take roughly a week or three before I'll be able to resume posting normally. Hoping for your understanding,
"That's just silly, Wren," Eldon comments. "How can I be his son? I'm absolutely flawless, and he's not." Eldon looks at Arval and Whiskeyjack in front of him, then at Lena and Kawrock plugging the other tunnel through which the large fishman could approach. He moves a small distance away from the warriors in front of him, and decides his position's all dandy. After taking out his crossbow, Eldon loads it with a bolt. Meanwhile, he shares a story about a fearful creature he recently slayed by shooting it from the sky. "It was a large bat-like demon dragon, and it circled the house I was in! I blasted it with fire, then locked it in a cage, and shot it from the sky with a bolt from this very crossbow! I'll show you the corpse later on, when we return to the surface!"
"Well done, my pupils!" Eldon exclaims cheerfully. "Of course this wouldn't have been possible without my epic guidance..." While the others do the actual work, Eldon talks about how great his contribution to the party is. Unrealistic percentages are mentioned, and constantly increased during the chatter.
Eldon casts a haste spell, and starts explaining the many advantages he's experienced from this spell during his many (non-existent) adventures.
Eldon takes the fishgold medallion hanging from the bell and puts it inside one of his pockets. "South," he agrees with Arval.
Eldon flicks his fingers to cast dancing lanterns, and four orange orbs appear around him to light up the area even more than Lena's light spell already did. Casting detect magic and using his keen eyes and intellect, Eldon searches for clues both magical and non-magical.
He also tries his hand at reading the runes.
The few runes Eldon does recognize he pronounces out loud, possibly aiding (or hindering) Wren in her effort to make sense of the runes.
Eldon casts detect magic and helps Whiskeyjack in his investigation. If any new information's uncovered by this investigation, Eldon will rightfully claim the credit.
"It's a good thing I helped you out before something bad happened. I guess you'll have to prove yourselves some other time, my dear pupils. For now, it seems you still need my guidance." Eldon turns to Kawrock. "what did you say, one of the fleeing slugspawn left a trail which lead towards one of the menhirs in the central chamber? Why, yes, of course I'd noticed that." "Let us inspect the menhir in question. I expect there's a hidden space beneath where we'll not only find the slugspawn, but also the black rider." Eldon waits for Kawrock to lead the way, considering he actually doesn't know which menhir is the menhir in question. He then inspects the menhir for secret stuff.
"Hmm, looks like I'll have to help after all." Eldon moves out in the open and weaves his hands dramatically, casting a spell. A brief moment later, the shantak's surrounded by a massive cage.
Eldon moves over to the door and nods appreciatively. "You're handling this very well, my dear pupils. Go on and finish it." He frowns at Arval. "You're not doing much, are you? Go on. Get out there and help your friends."
Eldon quietly retreats back to the central room with the stone pillars.
"I think this is a perfect chance to see how much you've improved since I became your mentor. Good luck!"
Eldon sneaks up to the window and takes a careful peek outside. He'll try to identify the horrid creature he sees there
"Huh? What?" Eldon looks around. There's no one else left outside, so he hurries after the others. Once he's up to speed Eldon, with some aid from Kawrock, tries to figure out what kind of creature's flying outside.
Eldon kneels down to the corpse, inspects it briefly, and gets back up. "I've come to the conclusion this person didn't die of old age."
Eldon moves five feet away from the nearest creepy hound and, while telling everyone else to be courageous and attack, goes total defense.
With a triumphant grin, Eldon moves into the doorway and aims his crossbow at the specter. "Take this, foul creature! You stand no chance now! This bolt was made to harm your kind!"
Eldon takes his crossbow of his back and pops out the regular arrow that was loaded on it. He reaches into his backpack and takes out one of the +1 ghost touch arrows the party retrieved from a certain tomb a loooong time ago. As he loads the magic arrow onto his crossbow, Eldon takes a big step toward the doorway. "Do not fret! I carry with me one of the magic arrows I obtained way back, when I was asked to investigate Harrowstone!"
"Good idea," Eldon tells Whiskeyjack. "I was just about to suggest exactly the same." Eldon follows Arval and stands besides him when the next door's opened.
Eldon sheaths his rapier and gets out his crossbow. "Kill them! Quick!"
"I'm glad that ended well," Eldon comments as he inspects the late priest's possessions. "It's a good thing I thought of using fire to get rid of the fog." "Anyone interested in these items? I'm not really."
Eldon moves up to where Whiskeyjack's standing, following the dwarf's voice, and casts a cure spell. As Eldon has no idea where exactly the dwarf is, he holds out his hand with the charged spell and lets Whiskey touch it. He repeats this once.
"You feeling any better?" Eldon asks, unable to assess Whiskeyjack's condition until he pops up from invisibility.
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