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*blink* alright then. So are we done here? The problem with your method DM is that by the time, say Khar, is 20th level I'll have the Proficiencies of a 12th level character as that will be where all my classes will be. It's my impression that the designers saw that and over compensated.
lol, AD&D is an awful system, and I said so at the start. I would have liked a conversion into 3.x, pathfinder, or 5th D&D, from searches online it looks like there are fan conversions. This "exploit" is not nearly as bad as I could have accomplished, I've heard tales of Thri-kreen blenders, and that uses a single class. Nor is is truly overpowered. I gained 2 weapon proficiencies for weapons I will never use. The non-weapon proficiencies I gained will likely come up once or twice. As a compromise I'd accept a house rule doing away with using the best rate for all classes and replace it with the rate for each class. Which is the way I played it back in the day. So for example I'd gain 1 weapon from ranger now at 3rd, but wouldn't gain one from psionicist until 5th in psionicist.
The rate is set by the best rate between my classes which is 1 per 3 levels per your rules quote. But I maintain that I gained level 3 twice, once in ranger and also once in psionicist therefore I gain 2 weapon and non-weapon at this juncture. I questioned it at first when making my character and saw this discussion, which convinced me. I also reviewed the proficiency section and multi-class section at that time and saw nothing that swayed me that I was incorrect in my interpretation.
Correct, my new proficiencies from ranger are short sword and animal lore. From psionicist I got dagger and psionic detection. I won't get proficiencies again for quite a while.
My level up is complete. I picked up Energy Containment, Cell Adjustment, and Synaptic Static for new powers. Numbers just went up for the ranger side of things.
That can't possibly be right. You started at 3rd level which means you have at least 4500 exp at the start of the adventure. The 5k story bonus alone would put you past the 9k you need for 4th.
Well I've leveled once as a ranger and once as a psionicist, so I would hope everyone gained a level or two! I seem to remember that we were going to play through "A Little Knowledge" but I'm unclear as to what we planned on doing next, if anything. -> 1
Con bonus +3
Ick is seriously considering starting a family. Assuming T'Klick'Chik isn't too old. IDK how that would affect her going on adventures with the party. I could switch to another character in my tree but I don't want to do that yet.
Everything decays, it's only a matter of how long it takes. Athas is farther along than many worlds. IC it was more of a judgment on the Jura-Dai's choice to hold a crumbling castle when they could be trying to do something more productive.
Exp? It's been a while. If it makes it easier we can each go through the gameplay for our characters and pick out what individual awards we think we should get.
When Ick finally meets T'Klick'Chik she starts clicking and vibranting with her mandibles. Thri-kreen:
"I'll see you back to your hunting grounds. Let's leave the elves to their decaying rocks."
Ick was a little shorter than some of the elves she was as long as Crow was tall, she didn't like the idea of being in a confined space in enemy territory, "Crow and I will wait for your return."
Ick cocks her head confused for a moment but finally gets the right idea. Her hands glow gently, and warmly. Not the sapping heat of the sun, but the warming heat of a campfire on a cold desert night. She touched the dying elf, "Your Fire is not burned out yet."
She asked Jengi, "We need to release the druid if they still live."
Ick became tense. Now was the moment that the tribe would decide who would rule. If anyone rejected Jengi's claim they would try something.
Ick-tk-chk-ka tilts her head at the bluster, "Jengi; myself, Crow, or Khar are ready to serve as your champion. But I'm not used to facing off in this way, I prefer to strike from ambush. Crow and Khar both were gladiators before your tribe accidentally freed us, they both would do well."
Ick follows along and doesn't say anything. She is at least self aware enough that it would only make things worse. Still she doesn't trust the situation, she would have rathered kill all the elves and be done with it. But such a task could have likely resulted in her own death.
No worries. We tend to move slowly around here anyway.
Ick is ready to call on the power of Fire to create a smoke cloud to cover their approach if needed. She wasn't confident that they'd be welcome and was ready for a fight.
Elven social structure is too complicated. Ick said, "Lead on."
Ick calls a gentle glow to her claw and gently touched the elf's wounds.
"What are you good at? A challenge need not be martial."
Ick only has to angle her head up slightly to see the elf. She quickly glances to see if the dead gith had anything useful. She was only slightly annoyed that her tribe disobeyed her order. She addresses the elf, "We want you to challenge for leadership of your tribe. If that happens will you release the druid and stop poisoning the oasis?"
Ick tries to focus her power into her muscles and make them stronger but fails to go plus ultra. She curses in kreen and says to the party, "I can hold them off, get her out of here."
Ick rushes behind the two gith and tries to make herself a target.
Ick keeps pace with the elf.
Ick demands, "Take us to her."
Ick cocks her head and says, "Would your tribe be less likely to attack if you led us? Can we request an audience with your leaders?"
Ick paces around the elf like a predator would, "And Kled did this to you? The druid did this to you?"
"We're here on behalf of Kled village, whose water supply your tribe has poisoned. Your tribe has also abducted a druid who protects that same oasis. Did you think that your tribe's actions would not have any repercussions?"
Ick leaps at the elf.
Ick says in a low voice, "We're being watched. Those rocks there. Elf."
Ick wasn't bothered by the heat but she suggested, "The day will only grow warmer as we wait to move on." As they journeyed to the elves castle she said, "If we're spotted I will conjure smoke to cover our approach. Hopefully we will get to the walls without trouble."
Incense, I suppose mercury would be a big ask. Otherwise I'm good to go.
Ick bobs her head, "I will return after the we've dealt with the elves." With that Ick rejoins the rest of the group.
Ick cocks her head at an angle and twitches her antenna. She crosses the gap between them and hands the man the meat. She says, "My tribe plans on dealing with the elves. Fire can grant me the power to protect but it requires an offering." She shows him the strip of bark, "You claim guardianship of this plant? Are you a druid?"
Ick looks at the man. She tries to figure our what his intentions are but fails. Finally she says, "Are you hungry?" She opens one of the sacks fashioned from recovered clothing and offers him cooked weezer meat. In the back of her mind she thinks water would make a better offering.
After next rest I'll have a barkskin for Crow. And maybe some goodberries. Not that Ick won't prefer meat.
Ick-tk-chk-ka freezes and attempts to locate the source of her scopaesthesia. If she is unable to locate the source after a minute she leaps away.
Ick notes the location and takes enough bark for one casting of barkskin. She returns to her companions.
If I cast Endure Heat on someone, which lasts for four and a half hours would that reduce their water needs for the day?
Ick prayed to Fire for power, the gentle warmth of healing, light to see hidden things, the fire of destruction, smoke to hide in. Still early in the morning she reached for her power to find what she needed, berries and bark.
Ick tried to meditate as the rest of her tribe slept but strange thoughts invaded her mind fouling her concentration. She was worried about the traders, Laurelin tried to explain the process but it seem foreign. Her old tribe always shared everything, food, tools, weapons. We were going to help these people by dealing with the elves, what we needed for the task should be ours and we would return it to whomever needs it next. If weapons were kept out of hunters hands because she had nothing to trade for it she wouldn't be able to hunt, if she can't hunt there is no food, if there is no food the tribe starves. Having refreshed her mind Ick paced around and outside the structure until the sun rose. When it did she drank its rays for an hour.
Ick twitches her mandibles oddly, "More information would be good. But I doubt it exists here. Barunus only visited the elves once. We could ask around. That sounds like a good plan Laurelin." As they walked to the merchants Ick asked, "I have never traded outside my tribe, how does it work?"
Sounds like you volunteered, lol. There hasn't been too much in the way of loot. I know we found some money but my character isn't interested in that. I was planning on barter for buying things but most of what I need are berries and other plant parts, which I don't think is available.
Ick-tk-chk-ka makes a series of clicks to correct Khar but consoles him with, "Ick, is fine. It took me a year to master your words. We will head out presently." She was attempting to be empathetic to Khar since it took her a third of her life to learn their strange language but it probably came off as crass bragging.
Ick says, "Sounds like a deal." She hands the dwarf a waterskin, "For the shelter against the wind."
I have a unit of water that I probably won't need.
Ick assesses how much water the party has and answers the question with a question, "How long does it take to walk there? If we have any to spare and you have something to trade I'd be willing "
Ick asks, "Do you know the location of the elves stronghold? This one indicated it was a castle and their tracks lead from the south. Its possible the druid was captured and if released could cleanse the oasis. I would be delighted to hunt this tribe of elves but I don't want to risk the journey without knowing more about the adversary."
Ick enters the gate and goes to meet with their leader. |
