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Around the same time period Bret and I will be at Convergence — though we can usually get in a post or two at that convention. Good luck on the move, Samy! Hmm
Harmose walks in a little further, showing empty hands, still casual. "I have no quarrel with the Silver Chain, either. You're an interesting organization, and you get things done. I also have no desire to waste resources on conflict with you while greater threats occupy the city. May I ask why you're holding the cleric? Perhaps we could come to terms?"
Harmose exchanges a look with Kito, and then nods.
“Fed to the hyenas? That would be certainly be a novel experience,” Harmose says, affecting the look of a slightly bored nobleman. It’s not a difficult guise for him, as he’s had plenty of experience with the ennui of the entitled. “Still, I’d hate to ruin these clothes; they’re tailored. Are you the one known as Ekram? I’d hate to waste my time with a minion, and I have a business proposition for you.”
Harmose breathes a sigh of relief that neither Qari nor Aleris are beating him for his posture of bigotry and sexism. "It's not so amazing. I've been to parties with drunken, privileged asses just like that all my life." He scowls at the memory, and then prestidigitates both himself and Qari clean. "There's no reason for us to keep stinking of booze, though. Should we question them, about what else to expect here? If we try to interrogate them, they might scream. That's what I would do in their place."
"Private p-property?" Harmose slurs slightly, holding up a hand as if to steady himself.... And then mutters under his breath in Auran. "රේන්බෝ!" Auran:
"Rainbow!"
With the aid of a message spell, Harmose listens to Polux’s whisper. “Great. I’m going to come in there and be social then drop the rainbows. You’re going to bail me out in case they pass. Anyone want to come with me? Qari could be good eye candy if she wants to get closer. Otherwise, I’ll just be my smiling self.” “Since I’m going in, loop me into your own message spell, Kito.” Taking Qari’s hand he asks, “Ready? Oh... and you may feel free to beat me up for the disrespectful and racist language that I’m about to use to sell this. But let Aleris get first dibs, because I’m about to be scum.” Squeezing Qari’s hand, he then creates water over both of them, and adds via prestidigitation the unmistakable smell of bad booze. “Oh come on, DEVIL GIRL! You know you want to play the old game of HAUNTED HOUSE!” He slurs a bit, and then giggles in a way too loud way. “Boo! SCARE THE PANTS OFF ME, WILL YOU?” He starts picking at Qari’s clothes as they go in, acting oblivious to anyone who’s in there. “Did I tell you you’re pretty yet? Yeah, pretty. Pretty HOT! Get it, devil girl, hot? C’mon, let’s go,” he leers. “Maybe the monsters want to EAT you!”
When he finally notices the bad guys standing there, he tries to lure them closer with his ineptitude. “WHOA! Where’d you come from?” He says, slipping and hanging on to Qari to stand up. Yes, that’s right. Come closer. It’s rainbow time!
Harmose comes in to heal the fallen woman.
“Hey there. Are you alright?”
Harmose casts sanctuary on himself and walks towards the woman. "Easy now. " Harmose says to the psychopomps. "I've no intention of getting between you and your prey, but this woman's a bystander. Let me help her."
Harmose also kneels. “Horus, please guide his soul. He was worthy in life. Help him find his way to Pharasma, and whatever afterlife he’s headed to beyond.”
So this weekend I will be off in the wilderness at Quilt Camp, possibly only getting limited connectivity on my phone. Bot me, please!
Where are you moving to now, Polux? Tell me that you are going somewhere sunny and wonderful. I keep gazing out the windows at the dreary - not yet Spring - weather we are having here in Minnesota.
“Sehhosep, I am pretty sure that this wasn’t meant to happen,” Harmose says, gently, trying to keep his hands from shaking. “I was...” Now Harmose is trembling outright. “...I was murdered as a small child, then brought back by a necromancer who fashioned me into an undead thing. I killed others. I did horrible, horrible things. My soul was fragmented, torn apart...” Harmose breaks down, suddenly crying. “Don’t let Bentu stay this way. Please. He deserves so much better.”
They zap your brain? That sounds both scary and kind of cool in a mad science way. I’m sorry that you’ve been having trouble concentrating though. I also have been fighting off some mild depression this month, and find that exercise — walks, weights and other stuff — can help my moodiness. It’s good to have you back, Samy. Hmm
Ah, Des. That sucks. Let me hug you, sweetie. This happens to all groups after a while though. Eventually, you'll likely start up again with one or two new people and a few of the older ones. That's what's happened to me at least. As for getting to playtest online, yep, we're going to do that. That's why we started a new lodge, Cottonseed. We want to be part of this whole playtest process from the beginning. I suspect that 1e will continue to thrive online long after it disappears from stores. Hmm
Good luck on both your moves! I do hope that we all get over our 2e blues at some point soon. Playing games with people you love is the best antidote for all this worry, because you know that no matter what... the ruleset doesn’t matter. It’s the community that makes all the difference. Hmm
Thank you, sweetie. We've been in this game together for how long now? Three years? Four? I've lost track. To me, the rules system matters less than the characters and the story. Samy, you are a kick-ass GM and we love you. Everyone else, you are awesome players and we love you. Hmm
“Sehhosep.” Harmose repeats, suddenly placing the name. Horus’s wings, that Bentu is the father of Des’s baby. Harmose talks to the woman, gently. “You’re the family that took in our Des, right? We are so very grateful to all that you have done for her.” Then he takes Sehhosep’s hand. “Are you aware that Bentu is... undead?” Harmose’s skin is crawling as he thinks of it, remembering what it was like to have his own soul trapped in an abomination. Though his hand trembles, he remains calm for the sake of Des and this couple that she loves. “We should all talk, somewhere out of the public street. Is your home nearby?”
Harmose raises his eyebows as he looks first to the woman leading the zombie, and then to the crowd of civilians with farm implements. He steps forward, hands in the air, between the crowd and the woman.
“My friends, let me introduce myself. I am Harmose al-Nefer. My group from Discoveries Unlimited has been slaying undead all over this city. I am so happy to see so many competent citizens such as yourselves out and about today, protecting our streets!” He glad-hands the crowd like a politician running for office, then looks back at the nervous looking woman. “Still... Do we really need this MANY people dealing with ONE zombie? It appears that this woman is handling him already.” Harmose smiles encouragingly at the woman, then turns to the crowd. “Madam, congratulations on capturing this zombie. Well done! Now... Can you tell us why you have it tied up? What... er... were you planning on doing with it?” Horus, please don’t let her be another necromancer...
Harmose looks up at the sound of thunder. “Odd. Horus usually does not brings storms on clear blue days... Though I suppose that I could be proved wrong. Shall we investigate?”
GM:
I have wanted us to switch to this method of leveling for a long time. Let’s just do it! Hmm
“We are honored by your offerings,” Harmose says, reaching out to hold people’s hands. “Thank you. Would any like to work with us? There is so much that needs to be done. Organizing food and lodgings for those displaced. Taking care of the wounded. There is more than one way to fight monsters.”
“Then let us sally forth!” Harmose says. “Ready, team?”
I enjoyed the story too.
Harmose bites his lip. “Ra, it is up to you. Do you want us to take the scrolls now, or wait until we can get a priest to cast it himself? I don’t mind us spending the money to make you better, but I’m not sure that scrolls will work.” He looks out at the city. “I think we may need to reduce the panic level a little more.”
“Yes, let’s head to the Mausoleum,” Harmose says. “Is everyone ready?”
“A wand! Milady, you provide the best gifts!” Harmose bows deeply to Bal Themm. “Thank you for being a sorely needed calming influence. May I ask what the command word is for this lovely wand?”
Harmose casts Cure Light Wounds, then walks up to touch the Shadow with healing energy. “සෙවණැල්ල, ඔබ සුවය ලබන්න කාලයයි!” Auran:
“Shadow, it is time for you to be HEALED!”
Deseri and Harmose are up, correct? Sorry for making everyone wait. Hmm
Harmose peers at the creature. It is incorporeal, so I cannot bathe it effectively in rainbows... But this still works!
Little force missiles shoot from Harmose’s hand, doing full damage to the shadow. "ඒක ගන්න එපා!" Auran:
“Take that, fiend!”
Harmose moves to be near his beloved Aleris.
“Do you want me to Colorspray?” Harmose asks. “The only problem is that I have to get close.”
Harmose arrives, running in a bit late as the panicked crowd had swallowed him up. “I’m here, I’m here!” He swallows as Polux states what the group has waiting for them. “If there’s a life at risk, let’s go! There’s no time to lose!”
Does anyone have any experiences with or opinions of the Fantasy Grounds virtual tabletop? I'm eyeing it as a possible Black Friday purchase, but is it more for real-time gaming rather than play-by-post? I think that FG is likely better for Virtual Table Top than PBP, but it is beautiful. I have a membership that I got given that I have not tried out yet. If you would like, I can try and figure it out and show you around some time when we’re both online. Hmm
"Come along, everyone. This way!" Harmose calls to the group. "There's safety in numbers!"
Harmose lightly touches Ra.
Looking over the chaos in the room filled with civilians, he sighs. “So we need a new wand, and perhaps some guidance. Should we consult with the Pharasmans? Their temple seems like a secure place to provide sanctuary to these civilians as well.”
I cannot do anything about the employer. Here’s hoping that the next job is a good one that brings wonderful changes when it comes. About Trump stress, I have to share this message to Trump from the Netherlands. It so tickled my funny bone. I am back, though have been distracted with Venture critter stuff for the past three days. Sometimes the job is quiet, and sometimes EVERYTHING happens at once. Hugs
VACATION NOTICE My spouse is kidnapping me to San Antonio for our 20th Wedding Anniversary, and apparently we're leaving tomorrow! Will I be able to do posts from the hotel in San Antonio? I have no idea. I may be able to advance the game at a post a day, or I may go into radio silence. We'll be gone from October 22-27. Bot me, please! Hmm
“Great! Mummies have eyes!”
Harmose runs forward, angling his color spray to miss Polux.
My life’s been chaotic of late too. Let us know if we can support you. Hmm
You have not failed, silly one. Just had a moment where you forgot your own capabilities. Hmm
It will be.
Harmose moves back from the hand. It's too small to get attacks of opportunity. "Polux, I got this. You dig! You are far stronger than I am, and lives are on the line. It's just too bad that these things don't have eyes. No colorspray for me. Fortunately, I have other options."
Samy, know that you are loved. We are all willing to wait for you. Big hugs. Hmm
Harmose will stabilize the other dying civilian, then move towards the rubble.
Thanks Samy! I will be at the same convention as Kito this weekend! Hmm
Harmose hits the falling apart Green zombie with a disrupt undead spell, hoping to destroy it utterly.
"Let's clear this place and take care of the wounded!"
Harmose casts another magic missile at Purple, trying to get the flank off Qari.
"Why won't you die already?" |