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Thanks. Would love to read the story

I'm traveling again on business for the week, so my posting will be random and non-combat. Please bot me as necessary.

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::Probably best to tackle that roiling cloud of darkness with magic. What's the plan?:: asks Kallant through Kizziar's telepathy.

"Disgusting. Their interrogation room is filthy. What a horrible way to work. No pride." Kallant shakes his head looking around the room.

Perception: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (18) + 13 = 31

Team

I suggest that we develop a clear algorithm to determine which way go, what happens when get to a closed door and marching order into a room. Then the GM can clearly move us along without losing any of the fun bits. Otherwise, game momentum will suffer.

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Kallant set Peck done. "Right. Check the doors for locks and traps?"

His spins his greatsword along its long axis as a comfortable habit.

Kallant closes the door behind them and whispers, "Alright, do you want to try a light in here?"

Kallant can boost Pech up if he’ll reach.

"Can't we just walk through without a light?" Kallant passes the trapped room without a light using his darkvision.

Resist Energy (fire) 10 for 40 minutes

Kallant draws his cold iron greatsword and takes point.

Leaving tonight for another week long business trip with limited, random access to post. Please bot me when necessary.

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Glad the boat took one post. ;D

oh yes.

Kallant stands around looking silently menacing in his hellknight armor. It's a well-practiced posture that fails to intimidate in this context.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

I'm traveling again on business next week. Any posts will be random and uncomplicated. Please bot me as necessary.

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Kallant gets his masterwork cold iron greatsword magicked by a weaponsmith.

"I much prefer walking, as opposed to sailing." Kallant expresses his two coppers.

Trabeling on business until Saturday. Bot me as necessary.

Kallant would overland and magic one of his great swords.

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Of course

Check

Kallant seeks out Morvan, "Sorry sir. This was a bust. I've got some info to help us cross country, but it's less than I expected."

Int!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Kallant will spend the extra day collecting as much information and ideas from Rothgar's lieutenants to get cross country undetected, or at least unhassled.

Kallant trains his kata and exercise regime.

He spends quality time with Rothgar avoiding touchy subjects and just catching up and reliving memories.

He steadfastly waits for the squad leader to decide next steps.

Kallant continues to exercise with her and however she wants, until he falls into exhaustion.

I don't have a preference for bringing a Gorum priestess with us, but maybe an Asmodeus priest would. And I'm ready to go.

Kallant feels exhilarated with the fight and the priestess, despite the soul-sucking burden weighing on him. What a woman. He attempts to get alone with her to be Restored!

Kallant will spend the evening catching up with Rothgar finding out about his lieutenants and the Gorum priest.

So, have you decided what you're going to do? Some people you already know of that you could talk to/investigate are:

1) Andura Jakos
2) Chief Rothgar's lieutenants
3) Ten
4) Kannath
5) Shepherd Euna and Rikk (the people Rothgar was eating with when you arrived)

Hey

I just recently took a new job, so I've been working to exhaustion.

So, I'm here, but slowly.

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"Well, do you have access to a Restoration, or must I persuade the priestess?"

"And who are your lieutenants who have not sworn such encumbering oaths?" Kallant asks draining his beer.

Kallant shrugs. He focused on the problem and wanted to remove.

"So, he wouldn't come to your party? Then, what do you suggest?" Kallant asks.

"So, does this Kannath need to disappear?" Kallant asks.

"We'll he come to our party? So, I can take offense at his presence, and kill him for stupidity?"

After a pause, "I could really use a Restoration. Can that new priestess lay her hands on me? And have that kind of divine power?"

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Knowledge (Local): 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (18) + 6 = 24

"My mate is in the Sunder Horn territory somewhere. The Hellion is a powerful creature who can control Numerian technology and that area. She captured him when her enslaved barbarians ambushed my crew."

"Since she teleported next to us and attacked, she'll probably recognize us approaching. So, we need help getting there, covertly, and finding our mate. Easy, right?" He takes another long pull of his beer as the alcohol and exhaustion start to catch up with him.

Had my RL game last night. Will post tonight

@Soldier

You're exceeding my memory of this game. You're asking questions that my character should be able to answer that the player is incapable of providing a proper response. I skimmed back to April of this year and couldn't find the answers.

Please help write the story.

thanks

Kallant takes an exhausted pull of his beer. "Right, let's get to it, so we can party later."

"So, you must know the Hellion? Well, she kidnapped one my squad. We need to rescue him. I told my squad you could help us get to him. Can you?" Kallant asks and then takes another long sig of his beer.

I'm sorry. I cannot remember why we're here.

I'm brain-fried from work at the moment.

If anyone can summarize or point me to the old posts, I would be terribly appreciative.

thanks

Kallant matches the forearm grip and broad, exhausted grin, "Rothgar, my brother! Killing demons, the usual. It has been too long."

He gestures to the squad, "I brought friends. We're on a mission, and I told them you might help us. Do you have some where we talk business? Then, party. I've heard you've got a new priestess of Gorum who's full of fire."

"Andura Jakos," Kallant repeats to mull the name over.

Ready to arrive

"What's the priest's name? What makes 'em good?" Kallant converses.

"Aye, that's me." Kallant accepts the facts, with few words.

"It's been awhile since I've been this way. What's been happening lately?" He tries to change the subject and get the guard giving them information.

Kallant takes point and addresses the guards, ”Our business is with Rothgar. Can you tell him Kallant Is here with friends?” Kallant is obviously tired. His soul sucking condition is wearing on him, like platemail on a handmaiden.

If the guards are obvious Blades and there’s a special handshake or greeting, Kallant will give it considering that he is formally a Blades member.

ready

Kallant wakes still diminished. He performs his morning ritual including donning his armor, performing exercises and kata, and breakfast. He doesn't feel right but soldiers on.

"Sir, we're 20 miles from Aaramor. We can be there by nightfall." Kallant informs his squad leader.

Is Kallant healed of his negative levels.

Kallant is still running with two negative levels.

Cured after a long rest?

good

Kallant delays to Morvan.

I didn't mean to be botted. I'm posting relatively often. If I'm delaying, then it means I'm confused about what's going on.

Please prompt.

thanks

Kallant continues to counterattack.

Silversheen Greatsword FFPA: 1d20 + 11 - 2 ⇒ (12) + 11 - 2 = 21
if hit, slashing damage: 2d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2, 5) + 7 + 6 = 20

Silversheen Greatsword full attack: 1d20 + 11 - 2 - 5 - 2 ⇒ (6) + 11 - 2 - 5 - 2 = 8
if hit, slashing damage: 2d6 + 7 + 6 ⇒ (2, 6) + 7 + 6 = 21
if the cultist is human, +2 to attack and damage