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Hey guys, sorry I haven't been very active as I was at the beggining. I have a lot of personal stuff going on.

A dwarf should always be quick on 'is feet. lemme get tha trainin' as well darlin'.

My darn edit never took!

attack/damage
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 2 = 3
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

Aye. The both of yall look like yins seen better days.

Look at tha size o' dees things..

another blast

1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

using cover. will fire an acidic dart at the closest one within 30 feet.

attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 1 = 19
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

initiative: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 1 = 18 Sorry I have been somewhat inactive.

Flute hasn't really been the same since his dream/nightmare. he keeps thinking about it and really doesn't care about the "natural order o' things" right now

Ye got me for whatevur's yins need.

Flute shakes his head.
Never herd o' that place either, Gwen. Interestin' story no less. A land who'd throw out a purty lass like yerself is no place I'd wanna go. And ta think they banished ye too. Strange place this world. Me two stones thinks its purty clear ta me that some pow'r or anuhthar gots a likin' for ye.. the way ye can heal wounds is amazin'

Flute looks to JamesI'm from the lands up north o' 'ere meself. The city o' Janderhoff. City o' Dwarves. Me whole clan(give 'er take) is from up there... generations an' generations an' generations we've been mining an' drinkin and fightin'. Ye nevar seen so many of us bearded folk I bet! Believe it or not but growin' up I was the QUIET 'un. May not anutter hair grow on me chin if I be lyin'!

Well I grew up Rurik Earthstriker of the great an' legendary Earthstriker clan. As ye can tell we're a clan o' miners from the eastern burrows. Damn good 'uns too. We be in charge o' the union thar some. Anyways one day I gots compelled to craft. Its a rare occurance in dwarven culture.. usually an omen or a sign if it happens.. well I ended up craftin' a Flute. Me clan was so proud o' me they called me Flute. But evar since then I've been feelin' diffurnt.. like me souls with the stones now.. I mean e'rrys dwarf has a feelin' for tha stones but ya know.. like tha land an' nature and meself were closer after that time... well anyways i'm 'ere cuz I feel compelled ta go 'ere. Can't really explain it, lads.. anyways I'm sorry I'm prolly borin' yall.

Yeah lets do all 3. Would we attack and subdue one? Perhaps I could calm one enough for us to tie it up or something?

survival:1d20 + 10 ⇒ (7) + 10 = 17

I've been quite busy the last few days.. so sorry about my infrequent posts... EDIT: as well as my survial rolls :p

Whew.. good ta be back at camp.Flute stretches a little and then goes over to ambroze and/or gwen.

I've been thinkin' more on me dream.. and I keep gettin' tha shivers when I think aboot Iaena or whatevar her name is...ye know.. the scholar who was wit the cappin'..she's no good. I can feel it. Me family says I got me grandmudder's blood. Dora always had that sense.. her beard was always longer than she was old if ye know what I mean.

That sounds good to me... except I only have 2 casts of it and there are 3 of us.

WOW! I never saw the berries count as nurishment for a medium creature part of the text of that spell until you pointed that out.

Do I just roll a survival roll? Can I roll a knowledge geography/nature

Well lads, Flute 'eres gonna head off to get us sum grub.

Survial roll: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16
k(geo): 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (20) + 5 = 25
k(nat): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (6) + 7 = 13

I could go hunting today if thats alright with everyone.

Me thinks its a symbol.. like a metaphor... tha poison was definitely from tha food.. and I'm sure that other bookreadin' goodfernothin' lass that I boarded with has somptin' ta do wit this. Maybe she shifted her shape and trickin' tha cappin'.

Anyways enuff about me dreams.. I'll let tha thought brew a bit more in me head and see if I can sort a bit o' it out more. What's tha plan for this mornin'?

Today's spells: endure elements x2

Flute wakes up and jolts, panting and sweating. He lays back down on his side and mutters in dwarven thinking about what just happened.

by the beard of me grandmother Dora Earthstriker, what did I just see... I should prolly keep it to meself.. maybe not.. maybe gwen and ambroze would know a bit.. i've seen it herself she's blessed by tha gods with visions.. I'll tell her when i wake..and ambroze's booksmarts exceed even tha riches o' dragons.

after waking up
Gwen an' Ambroze.. could I have a werd wit ye two?

As long as Flute gets his 8 hours, he doesn't really mind.

The exploration' today had been quite scaly me dear... lotsa nasteh critters were afoot.

James that has to be like your 2nd or 3rd failed crit.

Hammer time!
1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10
1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Acid Bolt
1d20 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 1 = 12
1d6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 1 = 7

Yeah he's gonna wait for them to get closer in range then blast with his acidic darts.

Get ready lads! We got company! The flyin' lizardy kind.

edit: OOPS. they are 300 feet away!.

I guess I'll ready and prepare for their barrage. I'll total defense myself giving me +4 to AC (Total AC: 21)

Well frost my beard! exclaims Flute as he learns about Dimorphodons.

Ambroze, ye sure are a smart lad! I'm gonna agree with Gwen. No way can we let these flyin' lizards lair so close to tha camp.

Flute unleashes a blast of acid from his hand, swirling at the closest snake, twirling like a dart.

ranged touch attack: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 1 = 11
damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
6/7 acid darts left for the day

Take that ye slithering spawn o' hell

To deduce what is in the cave :
perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21
knowledge nature 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (13) + 7 = 20
survival 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (12) + 10 = 22
Maybe tha thing ain't even home... right now

Can we at least figgur' what the durned thing is? If it is a toad or a snake or got pointy elf ears than I spose it'd be okay...

I dont mind the sleep midday idea.

I'm on tha rocks aboot killin' it or not.. I must say lads I'd have no problem killin' it if it were a likin' me innerds as a snack, but otherwise I'm inclined ta leave it be... Sometimes its best ta let things go.. sometimes.. it may throw off tha natural balance of the island. I'd hate ta be.... an elf aboot this.. but I just dannae lads.

I'll go along with going northwest and exploring and everything.. just the possibly for Flute to get his hands dirty a little and dig a bit.
Flute's number one motivation is a tie. He wants to see who is responsible for the shipwreck brought to justice as well as get off this rock. Then digging, then whatever.

I guess yins be right.. just tha thought of gettin me hands on a shovel or somethin and tickles me innards ya know? Hey takin it easy and explorin for who is responsible for our shale-like situation I'm for it lads.

I'm always one fer diggin' Mister Ishorou. Ye got yerself a deal in my books... as long as we got tools teh dig with too.

I can prepare endure elements as well as create water but I don't have the memorized for the day.

Flute memorized Calm animals and Cure light wounds after a rather interesting fishing incident involving a manta ray and a bottle of rum near the shackles. Tomorrow I'll learn spells that will actually be useful. Lol!

Of course I wanna come with ye to see the island. Rumors or no o' tha place.. we may as well since we're stuck until we get rescued or finda ship or somethin'.

Like my Uncle Pinkus always used to say- better ta delve deeply than never delve at all.

I figured finding a relatively safe and clean water source be part of the building the camp survival roll.. after all, proximity to a water source is the number one critera for a campsite. Alternatively, I could always just prepare create water...

Flute doesn't have rations either.. but he was taught quite a bit about the jungle and foraging.

Bah I thought it was 1 roll per person... not in general per day! D:

Lets stick in camp until it cools off?

Talking to Gwen
Strangely enuff lady Gwen, but I can understand a pull to seeing a balance between things meself.. I try teh be a good dwarf, follow tha laws and such but I understand everything has limits, intentions, and there is much ta say aboot the natural cycle. Sometimes ya gotta be the water that flows over tha stones and like tha water... ye gotta find your own way down.

Talking to Aerys
Calm down, lass. First, I know. I'd drink a lot if one of me own parents were a treacherous elf too.. but 'ear me out. Ye drink more than most dwarves ye know... notta good habit...ye ever hear of the story of Blockston tha miner? Of course ye haven't and even if ye did its message obviously didn't sink in tha ferst time.
A long time ago tha best dwarven miner, Blockston, son of Coalbeard tha ferst, and actually a distant relative of me own blood but I digress...
anywho, he loved to mine. All day n' nights. Even after warnings of the Gugenthorpe.. he still mined. One day he broke threw tha earth and found 'imself face to face with Gugenthorpe which prompty ate the poor lad. The moral of the story and what i'm tryin' to say to ye lass is not only to take warnings before mining into the lair of the most dangerous, hellspawned toad with bloody EYES WITH NO DAMN LIDS TEH SHIELD THEM.. ONLY STARIN'. STARIN' INTO YOUR BLOODY SOUL..... excuse me...
Look- just take it slow lass. Calm down. Thar is much te do around 'ere and we could really use yer help and that requires ye to be a little less focused on drinkin'... I'm sorry. I'm not really one fer explain' things. Now excuse me as I help setup camp.

Survival: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Diplomacy: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (19) - 1 = 18

Hell yes at my diplomacy roll!

I believe he said he be a healer if im not mistaken, lad.

Flute has no idea about Nethys and is skeptical/curious.

Someone wanna clue tha dwarf in on Nethys? Only thing I saw was tha symbol with two faces. What kinda person worships someone with two-faces.?I'd trust an elf with me gold before I trust someone with two faces.

Funeral service (lol) then to the beach

I'll be out for a bit tonight so when the service occurs:

When burrying/saying farewells, Flute recites this short poem he was working on in his head

come gather round
and give a shout,
maybe a holler or cheer.

fer tha loss o' the crew
(most o' whom we knew)
and tha beautiful Jenivere

A shot of Molly for us
the rest fer the souls
who didn't make it an' persevere
we say farewell and we'll never ferget
tha beautiful Jenivere

knowledge(nature) check on the bite marks to determine what could make those marks: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (11) + 7 = 18
survival check on the bite marks to determine what could make those marks: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (16) + 10 = 26

Flute seems rather quiet.. for once.

Its not the cause of death we were concerned about, me girl but the one whose dead.

Just know when we figure out everything, how we got poisoned, how we got shipwrecked, how are we gonna get rescued, how are we gonna survive in this hellhole.. if anyones responsible for this shalestorm they'll be payin' the price.


Any dwarf worth his stones is taught to never accept gifts from an elf, never trust gold that glows in darkness, and most of all, NEVER forget a grudge.

Aye says Flute, agreeing with James.

The list looks great Gwen. Thanks.

Looks like we're aboot done searchin the cappin's stuff.. (or whats left o' it). When we're ready, where should... Flute gets interrupted by Gwen

Food sounds like a great idea me girl! We'll need plenty o' it as well as supplies. We're gonna need a place to sleep tonight and that requires supplies.

Even without an appraise check you can see this brandy would be worth dozens of gold pieces- and would taste exceptional.

I know it prolly takes an appraise check to value the bottle.. but for roleplay purposes Flute KNOWS the brand and the bottle and knows its quite good. Not top-tier stuff but certianly exceptional. He is a dwarf afterall and would knowa good brew.. even if its not one made by dwarven expertise. Flute doesn't know the gp value of the bottle.. just that its much better than the average brand.

Gwen nods her approval at the course of action that James suggests.

I think that'd be best. Flute, you are welcome to my nip from the flask. Where I come from, I'm not old enough to drink. Few there drink at all, truth be told.

Flute's eyes grow wide in shockFrost my beard! Whew knew dwarven hell existed on this continent! And you be from thar! By the stones! Flute shakes his head in disbelief.

Lets finish up searchin' tha ship before we pay our dues, eh?

Sure, James. I guess we can tack on payin' respects to tha journey and the ship to the funeral service for tha bottle o' Molly too.

Wouldn't flute see the brandy since he is literally right next to you as you open the drawer?

I agree with the gold being a group item notion.

Flute looks at Gwenyth

Hon, yer definitely right aboot not bringin' it back. No way can a drinker resist a fine bottle o' Molly Fireblossom.Making up a name/brand for the fine bottle of alcohol here If ye don't mind, I'll take a shot o' her and then dump her off above deck and pay me respects. A tragedy for a bottle o' her to go to waste but I agree it must be done.

"Have you tried the keys?"

I've heard worse ideas.

Flute hands the keys to james to get the lock open on the third drawer.

If that fails I assume James will take 20 to break it with me assisting?

Bah.. this drawer seems locked.. can someone gimme a hand 'ere to break it?

Yay for terrible initiative! it seems i'm off the hook

I'm partial to finding me drinks, boy, but the cappin's quarters sounds like tha wisest bet. I agree with ye aboot searchin' thar ferst.

Ah could I take a 5ft step without an acrobatic's check? if so, then ignore my terribad roll and Flute moves to -f4 and fires and presumably misses quite terribly. Considering I didn't see the map when I wrote my action...

The map doesn't wanna load for me...

Durn ye overgrown shrimp! I swear by tha gods if ye touched me brews I'ma kill ye again after I kill ye the first time!

Flute, engraged, will move closer to a spot and fire a bolt of acid at the closest scorpion not in melee

Acrobatics: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (3) - 5 = -2
Domain power attack (ranged touch attack):1d20 + 1 - 2 ⇒ (4) + 1 - 2 = 3
Damage: 1d6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
6 uses left of his daily power.

EDIT:once again, I can't see the map so I can't tell you what gridspace I exactly want to be placed.. not that it matters because I couldn't make even a DC 5 acrobatics check. oh man...those rolls weren't very good at all O.O