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I don't think this game is a good fit for me; so I am going to drop it. Have fun gaming everyone.


Jubrayl would love nothing more than to drop Lleidr down the deep pit and find out what's in the water. Failing that, finding some way to explore the lower reaches of that sea cave without harm to our resident rogue would also be acceptable :-)


Jubrayl will keep slashing away, trying to find a weak spot on the beast:

Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (18) + 8 = 26
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11


Hope you're feeling better soon, DM!


Does Jubrayl have room to take a move action and then attack the giant crab? The map looks .... crowded, at best. Or would his best bet be to follow Hakak around and try the other door? That would take both of our main melee guys out of the fight for two rounds, at least.

If an attack can be resolved:
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
thats a potential crit:
Attack: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
Damage: 1d10 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7
...but there's no way a natural one confirms. Blah.


That sounds like a plan!


The tentamort was a fearsome creature - it was dead, last we saw it, right? Perhaps we should look around a bit, see if anything of value might be found.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12


I can't access the image at that new link either - says moved or deleted :-(


How much gold are you carrying in those pockets, lleidr? asks Jubrayl, incredulous that 30 lbs could be such a chore to pull up.

Is there any other way down to explore the lower reaches of this place? Could be anything swimming around down there. A shark? Maybe ... a really big shark.


Bloody hells! Pull him up! Pull him up!

Strength check vs DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (14) + 3 = 17

Jubrayl pulls with all his might, trying to pull Lleidr back up so they can rethink their plan.


Is there any way we can assist from up where we are? Aid another would seem to indicate Jubrayl could make a climb roll to assist but a strength check seems like it would be more helpful. I'm gonna try both and see which way the GM wants to go!

Jubrayl, seeing what Lleidr is angling towards, tries to help as best he can:

Climb check vs DC 10 (untrained): 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7
Strength check vs DC 10: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

Red-cheeked, Jubrayl smiles sheepishly, realizing that aside from holding the rope he's not helping at all!


Jubrayl, though no climber himself, stands ready to help if someone needs to be pulled up or lowered down. He also has 50' of rope in case it's needed. Aside from our barbarian Jubrayl looks to be the strongest party member, and is eager to make sure our halfling friend doesn't fall into the uncertain waters below.

Did something move in the water? That sounded ominous. Shouldn't we still be seeing some light from the stone?


Yeah, I'm going to hold onto that bastard sword just in case; for the time being Jubrayl is going to purchase a longsword so he can use his shield, keeping the bastard sword for bigger threats.

Does the composite shortbow have a strength rating appropriate for Jubrayl (str 17)?


Jubrayl smiles when appropriate but says little during the meeting with the mayor. Back into that hellhole. Ragathiel guard me. He nods in agreement, though, when the question of returning to Thistletop is posed. We cannot let a danger like that go unchecked. I'm eager to return and eliminate any threats that might linger there. In the shadows...

Jubrayl notes Vinder's reaction but says nothing; someone familiar with the Aasimar cleric would note a slight flush on his cheeks as he ponders, just slightly overlong, on Vinder's daughter.

Jubrayl is going to sell his scale mail (50 gp value, though the selling price might be less) and upgrade to a suit of half plate (600 gp). In addition, he's going to purchase a sturdy longsword (15 gp) and 20 arrows for his composite shortbow (1 gp).

@GM: can I take advantage of the 20% discount at Savah's armory for the half-plate?


Jubrayl has some equipment issues. He has a +1 bastard sword, but would be forced to use it two handed as he doesn't have exotic weapon proficiency - whereas I envision this guy as a sword and board type. I looked at the loot entry earlier and he is supposed to have a composite shortbow, which wasn't listed on his character sheet. And this guy needs better armour ASAP. How much gold should he have rattling around in his coin purse/sack/giant carpetbag?


Jubrayl looks up from the washing bowl and it's tepid water, his face dripping from his attempt to splash himself back to sensibility. His eyes - still silvered, but lined with red - narrow as he looks at himself in the simple mirror in his room.

Get a hold of yourself. You're safe. You survived that last encounter. Don't let them see you scared.

Sleep had been elusive since returning from that last adventure. He had come so close to dying - and the touch of that shadow stuck with him, the skin still cold where it had struck him, the veins livid and red against his pale skin. Even as he returned to strength, the spot ached, keeping him awake. Giving him far too much time to think.

Dropping to the floor, Jubrayl quickly did forty push ups, breathing forcefully out through his mouth at full lock out of his arms, inhaling as he dropped, just barely touching the floor. Finishing his set, he kneeled back, stretching his arms out, enjoying the honest, simple warmth in his chest, his shoulders, his arms.

Don't obsess. Ragathiel brought me through this for a reason, to teach me caution, humility. Learn from this.

Taking his feet, he looks again at the lean, muscular man staring back at him. His long, golden hair fell over his face. He surveyed it for a moment, then looked over to the small table where he had placed his grooming kit. Taking out the small scissors, he began cutting great lengths of his hair, until it was short - very short. He assembled every fallen lock and tossed them into the dustbin.

Vanity is an illusion, like safety. I'll not look at life through a veil any longer.

Jubrayl smiled, grim and tight lipped. He was ready. As he left his room he thought he spied movement, just at the periphery of his vision. He did his best to ignore the burning in his throat, the cold, tight knot in his stomach.

Just a shadow .... just a shadow.


Oh hi, Lleidr! I must have missed that part - that'll teach me not to speed read through a whole campaign ;-) One slave paladin, comin' right up!


Hey everyone! I've been permitted to take over Jubrayl and I'm thrilled to be here. I'm still reading over the gameplay thread but it looks like that last excursion took a lot of of Jubrayl. If you note any changes in personality, you can probably attribute them to that experience ;-)

I'm also interested in seeing what I can do to gear up this paladin a bit, his armor is a little light and he doesn't have a ranged weapon of any sort.