Iosif nods. "I would wager a guess it has to do with the Dimension of Dreams."
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Iosif goes and pokes it with an attached knife to make sure that the oneirogen is well and truly dead. "... What was that dream / vision? We.... worked with him? "
Iosif manages to climb the 10ft, not even out of breath. "... Perhaps it's some form of phobia?"
Yeah, Juriya's build is kind of the opposite, glassiest glass canon to ever exist (LESS HP THAN THE PARTY WIZARD), but she's a hoot and a holler to play as, both in roll and role. I absolutely love playing up the 7 Wisdom nutcase polymath who has more of a wizard stat spread than the wizard, lol.
I'd ask if you were in my campaign, but considering my main account goes by that character's name, and I'm currently playing a 2e-ified version of her, you'd recognize it XD
As someone who's seen a beastmorph-vivi in action in my first campaign, and am playing a mindchemist-vivi in another campaign, Vivisectionists can be menaces. Former is the standard Beastmorph Vivisectionist, the latter is a skill-monkey set up to pull feints off consistently to never need flanking.
Iosif fires once again, unholy energy surrounding his bullet as it attempts to tear through undead flesh. To most daemons, undeath is just as life.
Iosif retorts back, his Infernal sounding a bit like Abyssal, for some reason..? Infernal:
"I find myself saying the same thing. There's a reason I prefer ranged weaponry." Iosif, per usual, fires and tears through any magic resistance, targeting the farthest ghoul from him with his musket.
"Best idea to not be harmed by claw and blade," Iosif says, signalling to stay as Alvar said.
Iosif laughs. "Would an awakened animal give off a magical aura? Biut other than that, I assume it has no choice."
"Do you want to turn into a non-undead Zombie, Enoch. Because that's how you get rabies."
Iosif fires once again, apologizing to Nyarai profusely over the deafening crack of gunpowder-fueled mayhem as he shoots the foe far in front of him.
Iosif gags, and agrees. "Ghasts... they all smell that bad, something tells me. Horrid creatures. Let's get out of here."
Iosif misfires, swearing under his breath, and takes a five foot step out of the cloud of foul miasma,
Similar position, but I'm able to maintain a full time job... doing the applications is another story, I am mentally drained already. :3 ... How much of the boards is just autistic TTRPG nerds?!
Yep, and I should be back to full operational standards as well. Was petering out for a few days since my mood tanked. (Can I get a "f@$& this job market")
Iosif fires after ensuring his musket is cleaned well enough, aiming betwen Nyarai and Enoch.
Iosif nods as well, ready to face anything.
Iosif confirms that these are indeed ghasts.
Iosif agrees and follows Ethyl to door #4 (if there's nothing), after non-quickly clearing his musket.
After he reveals that "This wall can be collapsed fairly easily by a fighter or a paladin type.", and prepares to fire at the first ghoul he sees.
... But he feels something is going to go wrong.
Damn I thought hell would have frozen over and we'd get an updated fourum :P
They're FINALLY revamping the store, so they're shutting down everything for a bit. That'll also presumably delete all the passwords.
Hey uh... servers for this place are going to be shut down starting the 3rd, accordding to the Paizo Blog. You'll have to select Forgot Password.
Iosif blinks, "... I barely did anything for that. You guys seemed to have handled yourself well."
Merde, I backed out so I don't know where Iosif's token was.
Iosif wordly attempts to step into the room, pondering the creature, as it howls.
... Yet he does nothing as he is dazed.
"I vote west," Iosif says
"Both of those questions seem like good ones to ask." Iosif agrees.
(Same deal, attack the ghoul in front of Iosif) Iosif reloads then fires once again, the foul energies penetrating any resistance to magic.
"You're a f$&@ing Pharasmin. Shouldn't you put them down for merely existing?" Iosif says dryly.
Iosif, once again, winces at the mention of Pharasma, nearly instinctively, but he steels himself and fires at the ghoul right in front of him. (bypasses DR/magic as usual)
"Watch out, ma'am" Iosif says as he takes a step and fires at Blue (Ghoul), the bullet flying as his unholy symbol and bullet once again seem to suck in light from all around him. He can't tell whether or not it hit, since even a slight graze could cause damage.
Yes, Iosif, ask for a summon from Heaven who will immediately want to murder you. Wonderful idea :3
"Axis? Heaven seems like a better bet," Iosif says, but he sounds more unsure of the idea than even Alvar was. "And are we criminals? I am unsure."
That's the case here. Currently anxiously awaiting job application stuff to go through, and it's eaten up most of my attention lately.
"... Why is there a rattling kettle," Iosif says, arming his musket with a proper bullet this time. "I swear, if this is another haunt..."
DC 19 Sense Motive:
Iosif tries to hide it, but he noticeably picks his head up once Abaddon is mentioned. "Those that aren't methodical in their methods fall to emotion way too easily," Iosif says. "So I think that trapping her is a good idea."
Iosif just sighs as he hears the results of the cult... but something is nagging at him telling him that it isn't too far fetched. He doesn't mind the crucifixions, however, almost as if he's somewhat familiar with them. "That certainly sounds like a freaking lunatic, if I am being honest."
"Yes, there are more survivors. I am Iosif Formicidescu... though I believe the last name is an alias. We all have some form or another of amnesia, and can only really properly remember our names." Iosif whispers.
"I can see that," Iosif lies.
"I'm ready to go as well, though my scrap of presumably divine magic is the same as before."
Iosif tries his hand at researching, pouring himself through books... granted not the kind he'd usually read, but he pours himself into the task nonetheless.
I'll go with history as well, but probably using local for the roll.
"Pornography. 10gp to a book collector." Iosif says bluntly as he checks the room.
Sorry if my posting habits have changed recently. Reduced how many times I check in with the boards since both IRL stuff and non-IRL stuff have me occupied. Some things should end soon, though.
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