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Total bummer. I for one was willing to keep playing, but I'm probably the least invested in all the little character moments of anyone in the group. Not that I don't like them, I just like the rules and tactics stuff equally as much. What I'm really bummed about is not having more games with you guys. Now that Absalom is done and RotRL is finishing up, this was my only game where I'm a player with other ppl in this group. Feel like running anything else Thron? Something pre-published perhaps?
I'm not that worried about all the rule stuff, I'm sure he's considered that at least somewhat before launching this. I would like to get to a plot besides "Run for your lives!" as soon as possible. I'm thinking there is meant to be some sort of reveal that will even the odds somewhat, but that we're just taking forever in IRL time to get to it because he's relying on us to sandbox things, but that's hard when we don't know what's going on. tl;dr: Give us some rails to get us quickly to the part where we aren't chumps please?
"What children?" Embreth asks, looking around. Tired of being called a kid by everyone. I just shikebabed an assassin for Norgorber's sake! I don't know how Kallie handles it...
"It's not fair," she mutters to Embreth as he holds her hand comfortingly. "When Cladissa ascended, she didn't rewrite the rules of magic. She didn't break the Cathedral. I mean, aren't there rules for gods???" "I guess not. Maybe we should become gods ourselves in that case. This is b*~$@$%#!"
Embreth sidles over to Kallie, taking her hand gently in his and giving it a reassuring squeeze.
Seconded, hope she recovers quickly.
Embreth begins to idly browse the store's wares while he keeps one ear on Jaya's conversation. I recognize a lot of this stuff from alchemy class. Too bad I can't remember what to do with any of it other than my mutagen formula.
"Alright, sounds good. Are we there yet?" the halfling jokes.
"Aye, whatever, Galli. You think too much. Kallie's small like me, and no one wants either of us around. Also she's my sister, kinda. Of course I've got her back."
"No worries. I can be a bit grating sometimes, I know that."
"Eh? Wot's up?"
Embreth lurks while the discussion is going on, then looks relieved when the Aboleth eventually outruns their pursuers.
Driving again this weekend.
Can always take it back after I kill you, you damned dog... Embreth produces coin from somewhere hidden on his person. He hands it silently over while glaring daggers at the captain.
The little halfimaar looks incredulous when the captain names his price. "First of all 1000 is highway robbery, and you know it! We'll give you 800, which is still f##+ing robbery. You couldn't get one tenth that from anyone else for passage to Oppara." You don't like it we'll slit your throat and figure out how to move this tub on our own. "I'm good for my fifth," Embreth supplies.
Woot, woot, I'm rich! Not that the others need to know that. He will contribute his part.
"Well now that we have a goddess after us, maybe we should contact our other powerful relatives and associates, and see if they can help. If not, then I'm sure she'll find us. In the meantime we need to keep moving and go on some adventures to get stronger. It's alchemically proven that the fastest way to improve your abilities is through adventuring."
Embreth looks at Jaya. "Isn't your mom's family from Oppara or something? Taldor is close, we could go there, figure things out once we're away from here."
I am heading out of state later today to look at more houses this weekend. Don't expect any posting from me until Sunday or Monday.
"I'm sure we can work out exact payment once we're on board." If not, there is always the mutiny and stabbing option.
Call it out in character. Fine by me.
Well, this guy looks like he will destroy us if we stay. So either way, we need to go.
Seeing Abasi might be in trouble, Embreth stays put for the moment. His dagger flashes twice more at the assassin.
After making his attacks, Embreth steps towards the pier. "That bastard's looking to leave without us. Ordered retreat to the ship folks!"
Holy s&~*! Did I just kill that guy? It was so easy! Embreth scoffs down at the corpse. "You call yourselves assassins? You are a shame to the Grey Master! I will water the cobbles with your blood, curs!" The little halfimaar turns his feral eyes on the leader of their assailants. "You're next, tall dark and stupid!"
Embreth steps in to take advantage of the distraction provided by Cheshire. He directs two quick thrusts of his 'wooden' dagger to the assassin's kidneys, just like he'd practiced a million times at mom's school.
Embreth keeps an eye on the captain, to make sure he seems trustworthy.
Embreth lays a hand on Kallie's flank. "Don't worry. We'll make it through this together. Just cover up with a cloak as best you can for now." Embreth does the same, trying to hid himself in the folds of his cowl and cape. He keeps his wooden dagger ready behind a fold of cloth.
"Alaznist is the runelord of wrath? Huh. Who knew? Maybe I should have paid more attention to the history tutors mom got me..."
"She's right. We need a plan. We can't help Beth if we're dead. Do you have one, Elandra? A plan?" Embreth looks much more serious than his normal prankster self. As if now that adventure is happening to him, he might not like it as much as he thought.
Embreth's secret is that he worships Norgorber. You know this because he has a one eyed mask tattooed on his back, which you somehow saw during the work sentence.
At some point during the run Embreth drew what appears to be a crudely made toy dagger. It appears as if a child took a garden stake, and broke part of it off then nailed the piece to the pointy end to make a guard. The wood appears to be completely inadequate for combat, and totally dull. Despite this, he holds it ready with what appears to be deadly intent. He also draws a vial from a loop on his belt and downs it. "Hi, Elandra. Thanks for the save. You know what in the abyss is going on out there?"
Embreth shrugs, the slaying being enough proof for the moment. He makes ready to follow the elven woman to hopeful safety.
The woman is y’all and slim, dressed in dark, woodsy tones.
Embreth slides out from under the woman's hand. "Who are you, lady? This ain't some bard's illusory performance about humanoid robots coming back from the future to save the world. I'm not just going to follow a stranger without question. Why should we trust you?"
Hearing Galatea, Embreth pauses to make sure his kind-of-step-sister is running. "Yeah, c'mon Kallie, move!"
"Gorum's steely balls! Run!" Embreth says to his friends, looking for a way out.
"More than one adventure? Finally! Gimme da loot, gimme da loot!" Embreth says, doing a little jig.
"I could give a rip about your dad, no offense, but a trip to Absalom sounds t~$& right about now. I have to get out of this hamlet!"
I am drawing a blank on Embreth's secret. I will need to mull that one over for a bit I guess.
Embreth is massively annoyed by the entire affair. He goes along with the work only because he has no other real choice. He feels a little bad about the houses and stuff, but it was all an accident after all. How should he have known what would happen? When they are finally finished with their sentence the wicked Tileani gives a whoop of joy. "We have to get out of here, guys. This town is way too small for us. We need to go adventure somewhere where a little fun won't get us arrested."
Embreth glares at the old woman. Get stuffed, b##!*.
"F~$! that. Cleaning up can wait, we have to find Shiloh!"
"Whelp...there goes the whole running thing." Is this why I normally work alone? "Hey, wait a minnit...where did Shiloh go?" Embreth asks, frantically patting his many pockets. "Shiloh? Are you here?"
"Not I. I don't even think I could climb down from here on my own."
"Oh s%+@ guys, we're not exactly being subtle! Anyone else want a go?" Embreth asks, indicating the rod. "If not, I think we'd better run before we get in trouble..."
Embreth looks increasingly alarmed as Shiloh continues to shrink to the size of a fairy. A now naked fairy. "Holy s$~*, babe! You're tiny tiny! Quick, get in my pocket," he offers, leaning down to scoop her gently up.
"Because, you're shrinking!" Embreth looks surprised for a moment, then starts to laugh. "My turn!"
He snatches the rod from Shiloh and activates it himself, aiming at a nearby bird. "Whoa, that bird is hungry. And scared of us. I CAN READ ITS MIND!"
Embreth clambers up the whip behind Jaya. He doesn't seem to be the most athletic of individuals. When he reaches the top there is a thin sheen of sweat on his forehead and he is breathing hard. "Oi!" "Alright, someone light her up."
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