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Jerram strains his eyes in the darkness for a few steps before pausing. He closes his eyes and breathes deep, listening and preparing himself. His tail comes up to his pack, pulling out the rope he has stashed there. Jerram hands most of it back to Shadara, keeping just the end of it to lead the rest of the group through the darkness.
I won't be any less busy in the future than I am now, so I'd say keep going is as good for me as anything else.
Jerram hardly moves as the doors slam shut behind him. He looks around at first, trying to figure out how to get in as Quinten begins to do his investigation. Jerram looks down at the tools and immediately begins to rifle through them, looking to find the most intact tool. Eventually he stands and hefts his chosen tool. Jerram pulls back and just as he starts to jam it into the crack the doors begin to part. Jerram starts to stumble before catching himself. He looks over to see that the teacher'd found a way to open them. Jerram gives a nod off respect before beginning to slowly make his way into the dark hall, eyes sweeping for the next danger.
Jerram starts at the creature being brought in, blood covering his side. Before he can react, he and the others are ushered in past the guards to follow the orc. Jerram stops at the door and is bending down to inspect the wound in Graghhh's side when there is a loud crack and one of the guards is killed. Jerram's eyes flash and he looks at the orc, his face tight and teeth bared. He almost lunges forward before catching sight of Shadara and remembering what they're here for. Finally Jerram stands and signs to Quinten, but does so while keeping one eye on the orc. Sign: This one will live, though he is hurt, it is not too bad.
+15 more if jumping
I hope everyone had a happy and safe fourth of July. I'll try to get my post up later today.
I will post later. Today's the procrastination day for my classes. Gotta finish everything by midnight. But I call for sure the climb and acrobatics checks. Haven't looked at the rest yet, but with a climb speed and my monk stuff, I know I got those.
Jerram looks about at the noise from the alley. He instinctually behind to move that direction but stops, looking at Shadara. He looks back at the orc, his face pulled tight and suspicious. Finally he nods and steps forward calling attention to himself as he writes on his board, I'll go, but do we have any guarantee that your sorcerer will not try to leave us behind? If we must fight him in addition to your maze, then just come out and say it. Jerram holds his sign up looking pointedly at Ritos. Rolls:
Back at the Linder Lost, Jerram nods, readily agreeing to go with the group, though he signs a quick warning that he will not agree to any jobs that would hurt an innocent. He then excuses himself and retreats to his room for the night. Jerram spends the night in contemplation of all that had happened, sitting cross-legged and balanced precariously on the chest of drawers there in his room. After a long time, Jerram finds his way to the bed. The next morning Jerram is up early and ready for the day, and the others find him making slow movements, halfway between dance and fighting when it is time to go. He spends the trip matching Shadara's quiet with his own, watching for any trouble, as it seems to find them everywhere. *** Jerram enters with the others. He does not even move towards his weapons when it's is suggested that he hands them over, but shakes his head firmly instead. He stands at the back trying to make himself inconspicuous and an inconsequential part of the party as he enters and watches all around for danger. At The mention of the feeble orc, Jerram eyes him sideways for half a moment trying to figure out what this creatures game might be. But he eventually goes back to searching for any hidden danger. Rolls:
I'm sorry about my absence as well. It's been daunting trying to catch up, but I was finally able to do it and post.
Jerram hangs to the back throughout the interaction, letting the others do the talking. When asked, he fumbles for a moment before pulling out the coin he received at the gate. He presents it to the man for inspection with a nod of his head. Once all the inspection is done, Jerram follows along silently, watching the people in the street as they pass. Though he seems ready for anything, he's more relaxed than during their previous city trips. Finally resting in the room, Jerram sits at the table and helps himself to the water there. Sign:
I'm glad we were able to help. There is no need to apologize. As for being straightforward, of course I will, though do you know how they will respond to my sign language or writing? Jerram lifts his chalk board in a questioning motion. Sign: Or do you think I can continue to stay silent during our questioning?
Whoa. I was just coming to find out why everyone had been so quiet all week. Apparently my things stopped telling me there were new posts and I didn't think about checking it out. Sorry for that. I'll start working on catching up and then posting.
Jerram gives a sharp, wordless bark before jumping back, away from the body and seeking cover. GM: I assume evasion applies in this instance, so I would take no damage as well?
Rolls:
Jerram stands watching the alchemist as he collapses to the floor. He holds his battle position ready to move if needed and he breathes deep, showing the signs of battle fatigue.
Jerram pulls back then spins, swinging his staff around and striking at the alchemist on quick succession, yet the monkey seems a touch distracted as he does, and his strikes don't land as well as he'd like. Rolls/Action: Full-round: Flurry of blows with a ki point for extra attack.
Well, I guess my luck from last round had to balance out somehow.
Mine are now in a spoiler in the header for my character, though I think that's about the last of what I'll be able to fit in my header.
I'm sorry that took so long. I'm back and have posted now.
Jerram charges in at the alchemist, his hands reaching to his tail where he'd pulled a three section staff out. Jerram lands swinging hard at the alchemist trying to end the fight quickly. Rolls: Full-round: charge, draw Sansetukon as part of charge
Wow! I know IRL, you'd normally have us roll a third time, so here it is just in case you need it.
Sorry. I finished my busy weekend and then as I was getting ready to post, my youngest broke his arm. So we've been working with that the last couple days, but I should have my next post up soon.
I'm at a writer's conference all weekend so I won't be able to post until Sunday. Sorry I didn't get my turn done earlier.
AOO:
Jerram spins, kicking at the alchemist as he passes by.
Jerram's face twists in frustration at the invisible wall in front of him. Jerram turns to face the knife thrower and begins to strike fast, three quick blows. Actions/Rolls:
Full-round Action: Flurry of blows, spend a ki point for an extra attack.
It's already described, I'll take the damage. I'll post tonight or tomorrow.
I'll take the damage if you'd like, no big deal, but just to prevent any future problems might want to watch out on the dice roller. For the guy who hit me with the dagger, you didn't roll a d20, you just rolled a 20:
Jerram:
Jerram jumps and twists in the air dodging the debris, though some of it comes close. The monkey begins to move as soon as he lands. He runs past each of the three creatures in the room--the one with the broadsword, the halfling and human--striking out at them in retaliation for each of their own stiokes as he passes. Jerram finally jumps the last few feet into the man juggling bottles. Jerram twists slightly as he does so, trying to strike the man just right. Actions: Swift: Enter Panther Style Move: 40ft of movement, trying to provoke attacks of opportunity as I pass the three "goons," but my primary goal is to end movement by the juggler. For each attack of opportunity taken against me (up to four) I get a retaliatory strike due to panther style. Fighting defensively this round:
Standard: Stunning Fist attack against the juggler. If it hits, he needs a DC 16 Fort save or be stunned.
Jerram nods his greeting when introduced to the elder teacher. After that he stands silently watching the interactions before him. His jaw tightens for a moment at being called "a warrior," but other than that and a small shake of his head, Jerram does not move. That is, untill the two men embrace. Jerram turns his head, looking at the walls around him as if seeking to step out of this intimate moment between father and son. Once the two have separated, Jerram stands back where he was, attention respectfully focused on the Quentin's father.
Jerram looks to Mang. He eyes the druid up and down seeming to with the man with his eyes. Finally he nods, pulling out his blackboard. I will try to teach you what I can, though whether you can learn it is not a certainty. It takes much discipline. Finally, Jerram turns to Quentin. Sign: Shall we finish our business here?
Jerram nods, hands moving at a pace for the teacher. Sign:
"I will go. At this point, no trip can be assumed to be routine" Jerram walks to where the creature disappeared. One the he reaches down to grab and examine the shrunken head that was left behind.
Nice summary! For level, according to this post, the npc level didn't count as a level. I'm not sure if that's continued through though. Herk, any input?
Correct Quinten. I saw that we are going to level 6 I'm not sure about your level, but I just moved up to 5. I thought I moved up to four with the rest of you, but I could be totally wrong about that. I am back and should be able to post a lot more regularly. Work has entered its slow season (with a slight busy streak during tax return time) and we have some new staff coming in so no more mandatory overtime. My main issue now is trying to catch up and figure out a good jumping on point as it seemed I missed a bit more backstory things and I am kind of lost on what is going on. Welcome back! Glad to see it.
I was looking over my character and it looks like we've just taken Max HP every level before this.
Jerram smiles and moves his hand gently along the braid. He looks surprised for half a moment, then looks up, holding a ring. His smile turns to a quiet chuckle as he puts on the ring. Jerram nods to Quentin, seemingly satisfied, though a tear can be seen running through the brushed fur around his face. Jerram gently places the braid back in his pouch. Finally he turns to the others and writes, holding out his chalkboard. Well, where do we go next? If we do not continue on to our meeting, where must we go now?
Jerram jumps forward, looking about frantically where the strange creature disappeared. He stands quiet for a moment, then turns towards Quentin when the man begins speaking. Jerram nods his head as Quentin begins discussing the stories. Sign:
While what you say is true, the true motivator that you see is passion. A men need not be motivated by lust, greed or hate. And true to the story, if you feed these too often, they will soon feed on you. I brooded over this story for far too long in Treho. And this is where I began making my vows--I am trying to starve the second. As for hate, though they've killed someone who was nearly a father to me, and destroyed all of my brothers at Treho, I refuse to hate them. They must be stopped, true. But I believe that hate will only weaken my resolve to do everything that may need to be done to stop them. The man who hates, is resolved only to destroy, and that may not be the best way.
He pauses a moment before continuing. As for this second story, I believe it may be related. Could it be a call to make a decision? Saying we cannot wait till all conflicts are decided to commit ourselves. If so, what are we being called to decide? Jerram quicly pulls back at the first mention of the braid, but after a long moment, he steps forward again, reverently pulling it from his pack. He gently hands it over to Quentin with both hands. Sign:
It was the marriage braid my wife wore. I can't understand how it got here, as I left her in Thomgurn. Safe. Anything you can tell me . . . He stands hopeful and wide eyed, waiting for the teacher.
Synopsis: While you were looking at the orb, I saw a large creature sneaking towards everyone. There was a lot of action while we all tried to prepare for anything. Unfortunately, I don't think any of us were prepared for him to be friendly. He spoke with us all a bit, seeming to know quite a bit about us and our band. He left us some items and two stories (Herks recent posts), then left. Now we're kind of discussing it. As for me I'll post my post in the morning. Definitely excited to get into a bit of background with everyone.
For the first few moments, Jerram stands completely stunned, he runs his fingers through the braid several times as if checking out for something. Finally after a long moment, Jerram reverently folds the braid and puts it into his pouch. Jerram opens his mouth to soak, then pauses, comporting himself. Then he pulls out his chalk board and writes. How do you come by this? Is Sylva alright? Please tell me what you can about how you know her and where she is. With a slight tremble, Jerram hands the board over to the creature, as he watches the creature carefully.
Jerram gives a wordless yell and points at what he'd seen. Jerram jumps into action, shooting a quick sign to Shadara as he does. Sign:
Pull them out. Jerram stops for a moment between the stranger and his friends. As soon as the others start moving back Jerram runs towards a set of vines between him and the stranger, he watches them, and the moment they begin to grow and reach out, Jerram jumps, flipping backwards to land with the others out of reach of the vines.
Lol. Maybe I can help.
Jerram snaps his head to look where Shadara had pointed as he stands, ready to jump into battle at a moment's notice.
Jerram thinks for a moment before pointing to Shadara, Sign: You prepare for rescue, I'll prepare for an armed response and we should have all problems covered.
Okay, my schedule is probably more flexible than yours, if you want to give me a call whenever you're available, I can help walk you through it. As for the badgers, it's closing up in early December. There's talk about a reunion on the 10th or 11th. We'll talk more about it when I talk to you later.
BTW, Herk have you seen the Honey Badger's page? Or at least heard the news?
Yeah, absolutely I can help. When would you like?
Jerram nods at Shadara, then moves back following her. He stops just outside the glowing tombstones then turns, preparing himself to act. Sign: Now we just have to hope that we can do something if a problem comes up.
Jerram purses his lips, unsure then shrugs. He pulls back and slaps Richard across the face, trying to wake the man up. Rolls etc.: I doubt if need a roll to hit but just in case: If I can do this by trying to do only one (as in purposely roll a one for the d8) damage, I'd like to, but I don't know how that would be handled
Jerram glances at Richard then back to Quentin. Sign Language:
"I know very little about healing, I can try if I'm our best option, but I doubt if I'd even know what's wrong with him." He looks back at Richard and frowns. He looks closely at the unconscious man trying to discern what may be wrong with him.
Jerram downs the potion in a movement before going into motion again. Jerram makes his, way, a little more carefully this time, watching to stay far away from any vines and readying himself to jump out of their way if they start to move. Rolls:
How far across is the grove, East to West?
Sorry about the wait guys. With Halloween, we had a super busy weekend. Two Halloween parties (in which I was making delicious chili for both), a family dinner, a birthday party and getting my kids ready for and taking them trick or treating. |
