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. . . and no one of value was lost! Boo. ;P Iliante still carries the torch for his sensei.
Thanks Jelani for finishing the campaign. It was tough for awhile but well worth the finale. I can't believe how many levels we gained and survived. Thank you also to the other players who made this campaign great, too. Your colorful posts always kept me coming back for more. Hope we all can game again together. cheers!
Iliante breathes a sigh of relief and slips into the water to rehydrate. He swims around the canoe on its way toward the Naga's Breath. He may never recover his sanity, but swimming starts the therapy. He hums the tune to his aunt Dori's song, just keep swimming. Just keep swimming. Just keep swimming, swimming, swimming.
"Home!" Iliante says to himself with a broad smile after they finally pass the Hungry Mists. The past month feels like a nightmare. Maybe it was. With the luck that they've had, he looks for signs of the kraken to swallow them whole.
Iliante numbly follows through his plan to reload his revolver after shooting the dragon between the eyes. As the wind and quaking shakes him from his shock, he asks to anyone, "Did that dragon say father?" What could father that aberration? He holsters his revolver, and then picks up his almost empty cylinder and stows it in his bandolier. He hustles to pick up and stow his crossbow. He prepares to swim with his revolver and bandolier going into his Haversack. He follows his companions to help them to their boat.
Iliante gets slimed by the dragon and realizes that he still lives. While not empty, his mental count tells him that he can't unload again on the creature. Plus, he has a way to reload without attracting the dragon's attention. The undine fires one magic bullet into the dragon, which rips through its shoulder. He then steps back and calmly reloads. The almost empty metal cylinder lands on the sand. He grabs a full cylinder from his bandolier and locks it coolly into place.
Iliante tracks the dragon as it travels up, over his head, and landing on the poor gnome. The undine's usual disbelief increases a bit, because of what the gnome just did and how fortunate that makes him. From Hasted muscle memory, he unloads over half his revolver into the dragon.
Round 4 Iliante curses for not being able to hit a dragon image with his crossbow. He shoots his crossbow again and then tosses it to the ground.
After the gnome hits him with a Fly, the undine weightlessly bounds forward behind Penance drawing his revolver again.
Delaying until after Telemakos Round 4
Round 3 Iliante breathes a sigh of relief of avoiding the acid breath. He pulls the crossbow to his shoulder and shoots to kill a mirror image.
Round 2 Seeing multiple images, Iliante decides the proper tool is his crossbow. He holsters his revolver and pulls out his crossbow while Hastily moving toward the safety of the water staying within the affect of nice Resist Energy.
Round 1 While he had steeled himself to face a dragon, his shaken nerves could not fathom the reality. The size and ferocity of the creature overwhelmed Iliante's senses. He struggled to decide what to do. Then a calming effect of Nim washes over him battling the fear. "We need to get out of breath formation!"
Finding a squad of mercenaries huddled around him, Iliante decides to lead them and take the fight to the dragonspawn. "I've killed bigger flying lizards than these things. Let's kill them all and get off this damned island!"
Iliante stands amid the chaos wondering what to do. He pulls out his revolver and boarding axe for close encounters. All he can really think about is survival, so he puts his back against a tree and hopes for the best.
Iliante carries his revolver and three doses of crazy juice. He lets Penance take the lead and supervises the boats are carried to minimize breakage.
Iliante supervises the ship building and helps when needed. He focuses on hydration and staying sane, which involves day dreaming about better days without dragons. He frequently thinks about Shinjuko especially when he practices the kata that she taught him. He wants to live to honor her training.
Iliante reloads his revolver and goes to take a nap.
two levels of Gunslinger to 3rd
9th level? When did we hit 8th? Need to work on it. Sorry for the delay. Any hope to have the time and resources to repair/upgrade his rifle?
"Nice finish, Penance and Nim. My revolvers are not very deadly at that range. How many bastards does this dragon have?" Iliante offers the team when he comes out of hiding. He unconsciously twirls his revolver and holsters it.
Seeing the beast flee his deadly revolver range, Iliante takes cover inside the mountain expecting another acid wash. He starts to wonder if pulling out his crossbow would be useful while he clears his revolver's jam.
-31 damage Iliante screams as acid again washes over him. Through the pain, he grits his teeth and squeezes a couple of several shots before the acid jams his gun.
Iliante goes to sleep inside and passes out from exhaustion.
pass
Unwilling to experience another night with the crazy juice, Iliante pushes out into the night following the crew. His body aches, but he continues to remind himself of the crazy juice, which goads him on.
Iliante is pleasantly surprised that his life and sanity have yet to end the this land. Addressing the team, he asks, "Does anyone have any magical means to get the crazy juice into the jugs with minimal physical contact?"
Iliante reverently completes the funerals of his sensei and the tailor. He throws himself into supervising the boat-building as a way to channel his grief and borderline insanity that this place has caused. He walks around in a haze. To get his attention, people need to be in his face.
we've time. Plus the dugout canoes and outriggers could be carried through the jungle, so we can build them at the mountain.
Iliante has kept silent in his grief letting the regular Aspis agents negotiate a plan with the hobgoblins. When he senses there is a problem about building rafts, he offers, "We can build several small rafts and tow them with the longboat. Take a couple days tops while we reship the longboat's mast and rigging. No problem."
Iliante has Craft (ships) +10 FWIW
Penance, I'm happy for you to take the lead in the negotiations. Iliante is grieving his sensei's death and has decided to swim away if he survives and everything goes down the hole.
For our OOC discussion of WTF to do... Our best diplomat should lead with that the hobgoblins are right to respect the dragon. Try to get them to allow us to bury our dead. Be prepared to be kicked out of the mountain for breaking the deal to kill the dragon and departing at the first opportunity. Say something like our Aspis managers would want our first hand accounts, and we would advise them to send much more firepower. My first thoughts...
Iliante's priority is to work with Shinjuko's servants to prepare her body for the volcano. He would want to bathe her in blessed water, since burying at sea is not an option. He would reluctantly accompany whomever sees the Khaan if he is requested, since he does not speak his language.
After Penance's care, Iliante feels almost 100% except he is miserable. His sensei is dead. He's miles from open water. And who can stand these insects? Why do they magically protect this place? It's hell on Golarion. Those and worse thoughts circulate his dizzy mind. "I can help with camp, too."
"I can help with the bodies and tracks, too."
When the creatures stop moving, Iliante is overwhelmed with pain from the acid bringing him to his news and watering his eyes. He focuses on reloading his revolver with shaking hands before holstering it. After Penance heals them, the undine says, "thanks for the healing Penance. Does anyone feel like trying to make more miles toward Fire Mountain? This cave is as nice for spending the night. On the other hand, something might be looking and finding these monsters, so some distance might be good." He rambles as he wavers on the cliffs of insanity.
Iliante opens up on the last monster with a hail of gunfire this time. Nothing goes through his mind except the imagination of a piece of fruit with which he used to practice and explode.
Iliante howls in pain as he is showered in acid. He stumbles toward the cave wall. Muscle memory takes over as he slides his left hand back and over the hammer to recock it as he furiously shoots at the monster in his lethal range. A wiggly, hungry bullet strikes the horror closest to him and drops. He barely stops his hail of bullets at one.
Iliante howls in pain as he is showered in acid. Muscle memory takes over as he slides his left hand back and over the hammer to recock it as he furiously shoots at the monster in his lethal range. A wiggly, hungry bullet strikes the horror closest to him and drops. He barely stops his hail of bullets at one. He steps forward to better cover Penance.
"What is it?" asks Iliante standing on the inside of the cave without line of sight. "Remember. Fight them inside the cave where I can cover you." The undine adds for Penance who looks like he wants to charge outside.
"You may have to," Iliante replies to Penance and spins his revolver's cylinder.
Iliante fiercely grins and hopes it will help with what's approaching.
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