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Junan corrects himself after the odd cold blast and takes a step back from the creature. Aiming carefully, he beings his weapon down.
Oh, my bad. I thought I couldn't act even though I saw others acting...
"The friggin pixie things are back!"
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"You were doing that for fun? That's just great! Love a good sense of humor." Junan laughs a bit at Nutar's comment before asking, "Do you guys think we're even heading in the right direction? I assume getting colder means we're getting to the source in this case."
"Sounds like a plan! Let's get moving."
Finally getting not bleeding any more, Junan gets up and away from the pile of gore he's created. "Thanks for fixing that for me you guys. I uh.. I guess charging at known dangerous creatures isn't the best idea." As he's talking he begins using the snow to wipe away whatever blood and other bits are still on him leaving piles of red snow around him.
Were the heal checks just to stop the bleeding or was any HP healed as well? I'm assuming it was just bleed stoppage.
Junan turns on Casimir and raises a claw as he begins to work on the bite before calming himself and containing the rage once again. He collapses both as a way to catch his breath and to give Casimir easier access to the wound. His flaming hands melt away the snow for a few more seconds before extinguishing themselves. "Maybe some caution would be in order for the next crazed large animal we come across... Thanks Casimir."
With the weasels jaws firmly clenched in him, Junan let's his rage flow. He drops his weapon as his fingers elongate into claws and burst into flames. He rips into the creature with his newly formed weapons.
As much as I hate the "AM BARBARIAN DO COMBAT" of the usual barbarian player, it seemed fitting in this case. The last odd animal we encountered was the white elk and Junan dispatched it in one hit. The giant weasel is a known threat (from the ranger's journal) and I've had him boast about being able to take it before. He's also not really had any downsides to charging in yet. You are strategically correct obviously but that's part of the downside of PBP. I wanted to post before I lost track and delayed the game so "AM BARB" it is for now. Just wanted to give some reasoning for poor strategy.
"Heh, guess we didn't need to track this thing down after all!" Junan charges ahead looking to skewer the thing before it has a chance to fight back.
If prompted, Junan would go around. If not, he wouldn't think anything of just trampling over it. I think Nutar would be the only one prompting caution about magical things so trample away!
Junan grumbles something rude about fey tricks as the group leaves the immutable inscription behind.
"Winter devouring us? It doesn't seem too bad so far." Junan, not knowing what else to do, moves to poke at the words with the butt of his weapon.
"Sounds fine. I didn't want to deal with a spooky girl anyway... let's go around."
Junan looks down at Oriol's warning. Seeing only his own footprints he stops chasing after the girl. Just in case, he retrieves the wand he bought in town and moves back towards Oriol.
Cassimir, the dynamic lighting maps don't work on my phone. I'll move my token when I can get to a computer.
Seeing the girl's fear, Junan rushes to help her. He looks for whatever the girl is looking at. "Who's going to hurt you?"
Apparently the dynamic lighting doesn't like my phone. I'll move my character icon when I get to my computer.
Junan follows along though not as relaxed as Oriol. Weapon at the ready, his eyes dart from ice chunks to the hut and back.
Junan creeps forward a step at a time, weapon at the ready hoping to fend off whatever new abomination this hut holds.
"Yeah, that's fair. Whatever that was tripped a trap once, it may do it again if we set them ourselves. Let's keep moving then."
Meant to post earlier but got distracted. My bad.
"Good call. Those traps could come in handy. Let's check out that blood trail. If it was that creature in the hunter's journal, it's probably hurt already."
"You want to trade weapons Oriol? Some distance may do you some good... hah, I'm just kidding. Who would have thought we would be fighting sticky tree things anyway. Good thing we picked up Casimir to keep us patched up."
Junan takes a step forward to head off any attacks and readies to strike a they approach.
I like having the rolls in play. You don't have to have the opponents rolls in there. Just call the spoiler initiative. That way we can see our rolls and make sure all our bonuses are being counted.
Junan starts inching forward step by step hoping to avoid another tripwire incident. He keeps his weapon pointed towards where Casimir pointed just in case.
Junan readies his weapon at Casimir's warning, waiting for something to attack.
"I'm not worried about some animal. I took care of that strange elk before, I can handle this one too. That doll does sound strange though, gives me the willies..."
Showing lessons learned, Junan keeps his distance from the corpse but just close enough to be in reach of his spear in case it decides to get up.
"The way I see it, if we're clearing out problems, it's the right way. Some advice though, try to avoid the claws next time." Junan chuckles at his own joke before getting out of the way for the healers to do their work.
Junan let's the anger fade as he leans on his weapon. "More blasted skeletons. I guess that means we're on the right path."
Junan sees an opportunity to swing at the approaching skeleton and takes it.
Seeing his companion take a nasty blow, Junan let's the rage overtake him. Keeping the claws in check, he moves to give the skeleton attacking Oriol another target while swinging at the skeleton that attacked him.
Sorry I've been MIA. Just moved into a new house. I'm not really buying much. Buying back my armor, the wand of magic weapon, and the magic sling bullets. Along my old armor for 12.5 gold. Once I get to my computer I'll make a full accounting.
As far as loot goes, make sure I'm doing the accounting correctly. We each get 1487.5 gold from "selling" everything. Then I spend from my share to keep the items instead of selling them? I'm partial to keeping the armor I've been using. We should keep the cold iron sword just in case. I don't think I'll need it due to an above average strength but someone might. Also, I'm happy to fudge the system if it means keeping a valuable item to use vs selling it. I'm willing to buy the cold iron sling bullets too. I need a ranged weapon for when climbing trees and jumping doesn't work.
Junan watches the back and forth between Oriol, the council woman, and the noble. "I'm fine with waiting... If we can arm ourselves better, I'm more than happy to go after these fey trouble makers. It's the first good fight I've had in a while. They tend to be more trouble when they are flying though. They're too quick to try to climb a tree to get to them too." He grins at the memory from only a day ago.
That book off of Rohkar is actually a spell book but Junan wouldn't know that. That should increase our treasure by a good bit. I'm assuming the duettist archetype doesn't allow use of a spellbook.
Junan watches Oriol with great interest. When the creature calms down a bit he asks, "How has your fate been sealed? What does that even mean for you?".
"There was a few of the annoying creatures we saw on the way here. In fact, there's one in the closet over there in a cage apparently. Before we settle in, lets get the rest of these bodies outside. I don't think this place will be here much longer so just outside should be good enough. Let whatever animals are left have a feast. Don't forget to go through their pockets before you dump them." Following his own advice, Junan begins looting the bandits he hadn't searched already and dragging them out.
Junan bundles all the things he found in the pockets and pouches in the fancy cloak to take back to the others.
He sets the bundle down for the others to look through. "You guys see anything interesting? There's some armor and a crossbow still out there. The armor looked pretty nice too. There's this set of keys here too. I may not need to brake through that cellar door after all. Where'd that thing in the cage go?"
Junan shrugs at the remark. "I go check it out." he says plainly. He then goes to search the bodies.
Juan looks thoughtfully at the padlock before moving on. "All I could do is try to break the door. That lock is probably sturdier than the wood it's attached to."
Junan follows Oriol as he explores. Every time he opens a new door he grips his spear waiting for another enemy to jump out.
As the angry chanting man falls, Junan lets go of his rage. The claws transform back into hands and he falls to his hands and knees struggling to catch his breath. After a couple moments he gets back up looking at his hands with a mix of disgust and wonder. "So what now? Go inside and see where those skeletons came from? Some of those bandits seemed less than healthy before we got here. Last time I went first didn't work out well... but I'll do it again."
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