Hey Levis. Sorry to hear you can't keep the game up, but I know, real-life happens. Hope everything goes well for you, and hope your work lightens up on you.
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Darius responded several days ago, hopefully he'll post soon. he's been caught up with IRL stuff.
Sent a PM to Darius, hopefully, he'll respond. I'd rather not have this game die.
Anybody else gonna post? I didn't see that one before, but I think we can start this bad boy back up.
Very well. Hopefully, everything goes according to plan.
Sounds like an excellent plan to me. Bastion will, while others are sleeping, keep watch, regardless of the security measures provided.
Ja. I'm still here.
It's a month now. Are you more able to post, Levis?
Not quite a month, but coming up on it. Just here to re-dot, as many of my PBPs malfunctioned and stopped giving me updates, so I figure I'll jump ahead of this one a tad.
I'd much rather have a hiatus than have the game die, as it's been a lot of fun since I've joined. It's been fantastic so far, and I hope to enjoy this game for a while yet. I am absolutely fine with a hiatus.
And what is this, then? Bastion says, wary of what portents the new green liquid might hold, but also curious of such a liquid that could, in theory, stop fights.
Bastion happily takes the elf's hand. That it has, Master Darius. That it has. I am glad to call you a friend as well, perhaps one day the two of them, he motions inside to Vorik and Hugh, can shed their differences and be friends as well. Well, I can certainly hope, right?
It is a possibility, the two of you do seem to have somewhat similar skillsets. That makes sense. I feel that, in the future, each of us shall be able to learn much from the other. Friends we are, and hopefully, friends we shall remain.
I'm sure I could be. This tool, which I created to help me when I worked in the shop, certainly lends itself well to destruction. It amplifies strength, allowing me to swing harder than I normally could. I am sure that, were I to fight, a well-matched opponent would be hard-pressed to best me. I am sturdy as well; well-built. You and I seem to be well-suited to friendship, for whatever reason. Speech comes naturally, and there is no bad blood between us. It is good to have friends, I have found. It takes away some of the tedium.
Even though I was orignially built for fighting, I actually know little of it. Once I was built, the war effort was over, so I found employ at an armorsmith. Until recently, that was what I had done. I had often imagined going to war, which caused me to slip up occasionally, resulting in my removal from employment. I came along with my companions to find adventure, and it has most certainly found me. I have begun to think, however, that it may not have been the best decision I've made, although I'm fairly certain it won't be the worst. Bastion chuckles at his last comment.
I suppose that is sensible. A strange view for me, but a view that does have some semblence of sense. I suppose a religion isn't out of the question, although as I said before, it appears that it can lead to arguments, fights, and the like, which are completely unnecessary. War itself may be unavoidable to some extent, but fights over such ridiculous things as beliefs seem rather unnecessary, when there seem to be no such dispute between the gods in question. Granted, I am not very well-versed in the texts or preachings of any faith.
Bastion takes the seat offered him, speaking all the while, I suppose it is a possibility that the gods I may one day worship are the same that you yourself hold honor to, but I have seen little need for it. I was not created by gods, and I hold no special bond with them, as far as I can tell. Perhaps, one day that will change. Bastion gazes off into the distance.
Bastion, too, leaves the tent. I've never seen a use for religion, nor do I now. All that I can tell it is used for is starting fights, wars, and the like.
Bastion has been mostly silent, more interested in taking in his surroundings than responding to any particular statement. Once they reach the horses, however, he breaks his silence. These are quite nice. They look fast, too. Cannith makes good, quality stuff. I should know.
That's not very promising talk, now is it?
Who are these, now? Unless he can tell whether they are friendly or not, Bastion will draw his death ray.
I have need of nothing else. I'm ready to get going.
As Bastion sees the figure, he advances towards it, extending his hand for a handshake. You must be from the church?
Bastion will get a nice morningstar(8gp), and unless I can think of anything else before we leave, that's it.
Just so y'know, Levis, you've got a PM waiting for you. It's not too terribly important at the moment, though, so feel free to take your time responding to it.
Glad I read this before I posted in the gameplay thread.
Well, I'm sorry to hear that, Distan. We've been through some good times, but I've got the feeling of a need for action. Hopefully, we'll meet again, but I'm going to stick with them. Bastion will put his hand forward for a farewell handshake, gripping tightly the hand of the man who had made his life much more interesting since they'd been working together.
Bastion will leave as well, bowing slightly to those in the room. Once back in the waiting room, he retrieves his weapons. I've got a few tricks, I suppose. I'm not exactly one for drinking. It just doesn't do much for me.
Well? Distan? Tika? Sound like something we want to get into? We've been pretty action-lite lately, and this seems like just the thing to fix that.
I don't know the country very well, so I have no meaningful input on the subject.
Bastion shrugs. I don't know the country very well.
Bastion eyes the Elf warily, until Vorik or Klaus recognizes him as an ally. Once they do so (assuming they do so), Bastion will relax, and put forth his hand for a handshake, although he stays fairly quiet.
Bastion takes a seat, although the presence of this newcomer is questionable at best. Bastion keeps his eyes flitting between Kaius, Krozen, and the newcomer.
Bastion stands at the ready, not sure of this new figure.
Not to be nit-picky, Vorik, but I noticed your AC is a little bit off. Yours is stated to be 24, but it should be 23, as you have a -1 Dexterity modifier. I was just looking through profiles, as I realized that there are now 2 rogues, and I figured I'd look at others as well.
The tension that held Bastion in place now seemingly gone, Bastion will move back into the waiting chamber, following other members of the party. Once back in the waiting room, Bastion speaks.Well, that was precarious. I was certain we had need of an alternate escape route.
Such an exchange may very well be possible.
That seems like the best option, really. much better than anything I came up with. IN fact, I couldn't really come up with anything. THat's what my vote goes toward.
I don't really know of anything that might work.
Bastion stays standing, still as a statue, but ready to leap if things turn sour.
Bastion stands but doesn't speak, hoping not to make the situation worse with his lack of experience with the arguments of the flesh-bound.
$h1t. We definitely need an escape route.
This isn't going as planned. We may need an escape route. That's too bad. GM:
Bastion remains silent, wary and ready.
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