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Uhh... a 29?!? is that a typo?
Emi charges her hand with fey magic and prepares to touch the first enemy that tries to attack her.
”Vell, I guess that is that...” Emi rushes out next to Vigny to block the choke point and conjures a large smear of grease to make access to them more difficult...
what should I do... my hiding spot is amazing, there's no way he saw me... does he remember how many of us there are? it won't matter, he'll obviously remember me either way... he'll probably assume I'm hiding like everyone else was, but he won't know which stall... I'll stay hidden for now and see if he makes the mistake of coming in here... Emi quietly readies her scarf to strike.
”So vill blade and bomb...” Emi adds a little impatiently, ”are ve going to do this or vhat?”
Emi takes position in the stall nearest the door and tucks herself away.
"I vondered vhy you vere being so veird..." Emi grumbles, "actuvally, I asked vhy you vere being so veird, and you ignored me... because you could not answer vithout a foice... alright, fine- ve're efen then."
Emi inwardly groans. Straining to try to 'think quietly'--to keep her thoughts private despite having opened her mind to the harpy--she considers their present situation. harpies aren't the friendliest creatures... and they can curse people... its just as likely she's a cause of Iko's sickness as it is that she can help end it... we are going to have to kill that man from yesterday, though... I suppose it wouldn't hurt to let it help us with that, and if she turns out to be hurting Iko we could always fight it later... She nods her consent to the plan then shoots Soliana a confused look, "Somevun stole your foice yesterday?!?"
”Also, our friend got fery ill vhen ve got close to here...” Emi adds with a more pleading tone than she intended, ”do you hafe any idea vhat could hafe caused that?!?”
”Thank you, cousin,” Emi answers with a warm smile and a soft squeeze to Jerukh’s arm. She drinks the tincture while the others touch the harpy, and then tentatively, only after everyone else has done it, she finally consents as well.
Emi, begrudgingly, nods her thanks to Randal when he heals some of her wounds.
While Soli tries to communicate with the next apparent threat, Emi quietly slits the moaning corby’s throat.
Emi swipes at the disgusting bat as it tries to escape.
The dancer gracefully steps forward over the now fallen ravenman and reaches out to touch the robed figure...
Tears roll quietly down Emi’s cheeks as blood runs down from her wounds. Her resolve holds though and, channeling arcane energy into her scarf, she slashes at the ravenman in front of her. ,
I’m not crazy about the mook rule... I feel like it might make all those encounters blur together into a bland, completely forgettable slog. As for expediting dungeon crawls- I’m not sure exactly where the ideal balance point is between keeping things moving and allowing for player agency and RP opportunities, but I think you pretty much have to do some expediting in PbP. In the game I’m running, I try to drop completely meaningless rooms, and when the players choose a direction I usually move them through as many rooms as it takes before they hit one that requires action or decision. I also try to automatically reveal anything that one of the PCs would know/notice by taking 10 on the appropriate skill check, and I’ve started trying to include higher DC info in spoilers. I’m certainly not saying that system is perfect but I do think it’s sped things up without feeling too railroady... I hope?
Emi crouches and prepares to sneak up on the nearest birdman. When Randal loudly launches into another one of his ridiculous stories she sighs audibly.
Darting forwards, the graceful Varisian weaves together a spell of her own and answers the burst of noise with a blast of coruscating colors.
Hey- sorry for the delay! The longer the boards were down the less I was checking them. Now that they seem to be stable I should be back to regular posting (and I'm hoping to catch up on all my games today).
Fine with me. One less cut-and-paste from my log of week old posts...
Hey all- so sorry for falling silent! I’ve been sick all week and haven’t been able to think very clearly. Hopefully I’ll be caught up on my games by tonight. And hopefully the site will be working better by then...
Recognizing that they’ve lost the element of surprise, Emi grips her scarf and prepares to charge the first enemy to take an aggressive action...
Emi glances around as if she were a lookout while the others dispose of the bodies and blood. Then she slips back into her former hiding spot.
"If ve mofe these bodies vhere they von't be seen, the next patrol should vander right into the same trap," Emi offers, looking to her stronger companions, "in fact it might be efen more effectife next time because the bloody stones could profide a distraction..."
Emi gracefully steps and spins, and dances her way around Jerukh to the far side of the remaining lizard-thing, opposite where Vigny is about to arrive. With another whirl she slashes at it with her multi-colored scarf.
Emi waits until the stinky lizardmen are on there platform, where the small towers will make it harder for the other patrols to see that anything is amiss. Once they reach that point, she steps forward and slashes at the center lizard with her scarf. ,
Emi tucks herself into a doorframe out of sight and prepares to rush into the fray when the next patrol arrives.
"Figuring out vhat's happening to Ameiko is my number vun priority," Emi answers the Ulfen with a nod, "but, as much as I hate to say this, Randal is right, for vunce. If ve leave these guards alife ve may just hafe to fight them later anyvays, and ve might not get any say in the circumstances that vay..." Yesterday ve accidentally found a good system for getting in... ve could repeat it now? Duvi could fly up and use his telepathy to let me know vhen its safe to climb the ladder to the top of the vall, then ve take out the first patrol as kvickly as ve can. Vhen the other patrols spot us, Randal and Jerukh can attack those below vhile the rest of us deal vith the others on the vall?"
”Duvi, could you really get the two that vere already sort of bickering to turn on each other?” Emi asks with some clear reservations. ”I don’t vant you to do anything too dangerous, but they vere to get into a real argument it might gife is a chance to get up on the vall and take out those guards vithout attracting to many more...”
Emi huffs and puts her hands on her hips. "Eferyvun is off balance after vhatefer Spifey vas dealing vith vhile ve slept," she declares. "Ve can't afford this... Iko can't afford this... ve hafe to get it together and finish exploring this keep. Ve already cleared half of the main building... if their leader is sensible he vill hafe gathered more forces there, leafing the turrets and other building mostly empty... ve should clear those first." "Duvi, before you use any spells vhy don't you try flying ofer the keep at a safe distance and see vhat kind of patrols are up there. Please."
Hey Everyone- sorry for the delay, I should be back to regular posting as of now. edit: also, I know we had kind of restless sleep... I'm assuming we got spell/abilities back, did we regain hp and everything else that usually comes from sleeping?
”As much as I hate to vaste time looking for a secret entrance that might not exist, that really may be the visest option,” Emi quietly answers with a frown. If that doesn’t vork, Duvi can make himself infisible for a little vhile and could help us sneak past the guards, or kill them a few at a time, perhaps.”
”This is vun snake that Randal von’t be poking any time soon, thank you fery much,” Emi quips, finally starting from the odd reverie she’d been in since her guest started talking, ”despite how charming he thinks he is.” ”I am sorry for drifting avay for a moment there... it seems Duvi has the gift of telepathy and ve hafe been getting to know vun another. But to answer your kvestion, Soli, I don’t know vhat kind of feyblood I hafe, only that it is the source of my magic. I hafe some spells that only vork in the cold, so I think there must be some connection there. Auntie Niska—Madame Mfashti—told me that it did not necessarily mean that vun of my ancestors had slept vith a fey, it could just be a strong connection to the first vorld. I prefer to think that my great-great-grandmother’s great-great-grandmother seduced a frozen fey king and unvittingly carried his child back to the human vorld.”
Falling asleep... post(s) will have to wait for tomorrow (sorry)
Hey, thanks for your patience (and sorry I didn't post here before but almost all of you are in other games where I did post)! We had a couple days here in the mid to high 90s (around 36 Celcius, I think) and I am not well suited for the heat. I rarely wear more than a sweatshirt even in those (in)famous Buffalo snow storms, but apparently doing anything at all when its really hot out will give me heat exhaustion in no time. It took a while to get over the dehydration that came with that but I'm feeling much better now and should have a post up tonight.
”Ve do usually sleep inside our own kind of cafes, yes” Emi adds with a chuckle, ”ve call them homes vhen they stay in vun place, and vagons vhen they mofe around vith us... but Soli is right- right now ve all vant to know vhat your name is, little friend?”
"Yes, I hafe," Emi answers with a little smile, "and ve'll all meet her soon enough, but first ve should check on Spifey... perhaps heal her, if ve're able..." Gently cradling the dragon with one hand so it doesn't fall, she rises to her feet and hurries over to their protector.
”I see not all newcomers recieve the same welcome..." ”Some newcomers are cuter than others,” Emi teases, ”and less in need of safing.” The graceful Varisian sits up slowly in an effort to allow the dragon to remain asleep, but she quickly forgets that endeavor when she notices the state that their guardian is in. She gasps and calls out, ”Spifey, vhat happened? Are you okay?”
Emi looks groggily at the tiny, multi-colored dragon nested into the cave created by her shirt and her cleavage. Confused, she takes in her surroundings... Spivey, the cemetery, her friends... well, hello little friend... I see you’ve made yourself at home... this can’t be a coincidence, but your voice sounded different at the end, I wonder who you are exactly... The Varisian dancer slides one hand under her head and with the first two fingers on her other hand she gently strokes the dragon’s long graceful neck. She lays like this until the others awake.
Yeah, for my part, I feel pretty good about you ending our bit with your next post
dream: ”How about a new deal?” Emi asks smiling and absentmindedly rubbing the large tattoo on her chest, ”you help me safe Ameiko and I vill promise to hafe more fun... deal?”
I don’t know if this needs to be said but feel free to read mine if you’re bored (or curious)
dream: ”Ha! Madame Mfashti used to say that I had fey blood,” Emi offers, her guard suddenly lowered, ”perhaps it should not be a surprise that you vould show up to ‘mess’ vith me. Still, it von’t do for us to look the same...”
She smiles as her doppelgänger shrinks, sprouts butterfly wings and transforms into a faerie dragon. ”So, if this is all in my head it must be a dream, no? Praise the Tender of Dreams for gifing me the adfantage! But if you are part of me I must hafe gifen you cause to rebel... I hafe been fery serious since Ameiko fell ill, and I vas sick before that... vhat can I do to appease my feyish nature? How can I let you out?”
dream: Emi is careful not to outwardly show any of the sense of triumph she is feeling. Casually taking another sip of wine she answers, ”yes, I do like to break the vebs of propriety. Now, that is another answer I hafe gifen, vhich means there is another answer I am owed. Vhat vere you hoping to gain from all this?”
dream: Emi’s face remains calm and pleasant, but anger flashes in her eyes.
no, not anger... I won’t win with anger... she’s lying, she must be, so our deal’s off... unless... could she be a piece of my own mind turned against me? If she is... ”Interesting...” she answers raising an eyebrow, ”If you are me, if your true name is mine, then ve are fully ekvals...” As she claims those final words, she envisions the chair vanishing beneath her rival self and the infinite expanse around them shrinking back into the Rusty Dragon as her opponent falls, and she wills it to be so...
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