Faisal Ethelwyn's page

I'm afraid I am going to have to bow out. I am not able to give the adventure the attention it or the rest of you deserve. Good luck on finding someone to replace me and with the rest of the adventure.

Rough couple days at work. Hoping to be able to post on Friday. On a break now, but have to get back to it. I will be making a few purchases then heading to the bar with Umbryl.

After looking at the stats for the armor, I am going to stick with my leather, so feel free to add the selling price to the gold amount.

I will be making some purchases as well. I am at work right now, so I will do it as I can.

Agreed.

Faisal picks up the armor, examining it. "Perhaps a touch, but elves are often trained with armor and sword as well as magic."

Faisal examines the armor with Umbryl. "Hmmm. I know I just claimed the bow, but I believe I could still work my magic while wearing this armor." He looks at the others. "Any objections?"

Faisal moves into position and draws the sting. He hesitates but a breath before letting loose of the arrow. His arm jerks at the last moment as the creature moves towards Setesh, causing the shot to go wide.

Longbow: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (7) - 2 = 51d8 ⇒ 5

Expecting the worse, Faisal nocks an arrow.

"If no one objects, I might be able to put the bow to some use.

Faisal keeps pace with the others.

That was my point Umbryl. But like you said, the point is moot now.

Ok...I'm confused here. If I can pass through other characters area, what's the problem? I didn't charge. I moved up.

Fights are not static...your move, my move, your move.

Even if it moved someone else out of position for a moment, I would think the attack would still go through.

Could someone please explain this to me. Because the way I'm understanding it, only Sabola and Satesh will be able to fight and every one else get to stand around and twiddle their thumbs.

Players can move through each other's space, unless the other player doesn't want to allow it.

I said that I move up and swing. I should be.

On Faisal's action.

With a roar, Faisal makes his way up to take a swing at the beetles. "I've had it with all the damn bugs!

Attack/damage: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 221d8 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 2 = 5
Confirming Critical: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 191d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

I'm still here. The post have been coming sporadically, so I have not rushed to check every couple of hours. That, and I was having a hard time knowing where we were in initiative order.

Faisal would be more towards the middle/back of the pack. He would, however, not hesitate to move into the action. On his turn.

Faisal is surprised by the bugs, but reacts quickly to the threat. With a quick word, "Eralf", the wizard creates a burst of light in front of one of the beatles.

Faisal waves his fingers at the beetles. "Cigam-elssim!"

Magic Missle: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Yeah, the adventure seems WAAAAY over-powered. Each room has dropped a character.

Faisal follows closely to the orc, his sword in hand.

"Agreed.

Faisal joins Umbryl at the chests.

Faisal, now a little more on edge since the latest attack, follows the others. . .one hand holding his sword, the other close to the pouches that holds his spell components.

"I am beginning to like our chances of surviving less and less. It seems that every room we enter nearly ends one of us." Faisal says with a shake of his head.

Faisal swings again.

attack/damage: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 71d8 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3

Faisal, seeing the dolls attacking, moves up and swings his sword.

Attack: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (16) + 3 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

"Have at thee, wee beasties!"

Faisal casts mage armor on himself, before following Setesh.

Sorry, but I'm having trouble locating the map. Could someone link it for me.

"It appears that compatriots, past as well as present, are in abundance."

I am sorry my friends. My expertise is more in matters of the arcane.

Faisal followers the others, his longsword in his hand.

"Greetings, Sabola." Faisal says, looking up from his book.

Faisal is sitting at a table towards the back. He nibbles absentmindedly at his food as he studies the book before him.

Faisal continues to study his spell book, wondering how his new-found friends are faring.

I'm good with whatever.

Sounds good.

I am.

Faisal sets his backpack on the ground, draws his sword and leans it against the wall, then slumps to the floor. He undoes the buckles that holds his spell book and opens to a page marked with a piece of thin silk cloth. As Umbryl sets to his work, the elf sets to his. His lips move silently as his finger runs over the symbols in his book over and over again.

"Take your time. I will need a bit to go over my spells."

I'm at 8.

Faisal sheathes his sword and leans against the wall. "I can stay with her. It will give me a chance to study my spells."

Desperate and nearly out of spells, Faisal lashes out. "Eralf!"

Cast flare. Out of spells.

"Elssim Cigam!" Faisal fires another missle from his fingers.

Used bonded item (ring) to recast magic missle.

I am leaving for vacation tomorrow. I will try to most as much as I can, but it will probably be later in the evenings.

Faisal raises his hand and shouts, "Elissim Cigam!" A missile of magical energy darts forth from his fingertip, striking the coffin.

Magic Missle: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Faisal draws his long sword and advances towards the sarcophagus.

"Actually, he was very good at his. . ."profession."" There is a slight lift in his voice when he says profession. He joins in chuckling with Fatima. His voice gets softer, however, when he adds, "I still miss him." Saying no more, he stands and walks back towards the statues of Anubis. An astute observer would notice him dab at his eyes with the back of his hand.

Faisal, walks over and kneels down next to the trap, cocking his head to see it better. "Trap disarmer, are you?" He says to Fatima. "I had a friend that was quite adept at that."

"I thank you for the warning, friend. I will step lightly and try to keep my wits about me."