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As Dervak indicated, I have been thinking about whether I want to continue with this game, and I have spoken both with Delmoth and him on the subject via PM. I appreciate you stating your feeling of support publicly, Dervak, and the sentiment behind them. This is the second time that my character has died (the first outside the Dreamlands) in circumstances I am not really happy with, and I know that there will likely be many more as the game goes on. Along with some other issues with the game that have been nagging at me, I have come to the decision that it would be best to bow out now. There are no hard feelings now, but I know from experience that there would be if I kept trying to make something work that just isn’t for me. My decision is final. I wish you all the best and do not want any of you to feel that you have done something wrong. I just would rather focus more on games that suit me better. Farewell and happy gaming!
If it's a problem for you, I'm happy to take care of my own saves. Normally, I would be more laid back about it, but this is honestly the hardest campaign i'm in right now and I want to make sure I'm making use of all my resources to the fullest. And I did keep my byline up to date. And I was on vacation all week so I was on the boards less. It's not my fault people didn't read it.
Either way, she just rolled a 3 on the inspiration, so not enough. @GM In the future, assume that Kat would use inspiration on a save if it would be enough to knock her out/kill her and go on ahead and use it. It costs two to use it on saves.
First, she got hit by the zelekhut for 18 slashing and 3 electricity. There was then a lightning bolt that hit for 12 and a successful save vs order's wrath for another 9 again, and she was at 80/83 when the fight started. So she took 21 and 21 again, then 57, for a total of 99, three more HP than was needed to kill her.
No, it was all from that first salvo in the room. I've been keeping track. She was only down 3 before we entered combat. Kat is chaotic now so those empowered order's wraths or whatever hit her hard.
I was out of it this past week due to the holiday, myself. I should have drank my Cure Moderate Wounds extract instead of my Resist Energy extract, I suppose. Or had us wait another round and do both. At least only Kat died. *sigh*
Kat was slightly below half HP, as was reflected in her stat line
Pretty sure that killed Kat, too. Even if she used inspiration to bump her save she’d still fail.
Kat agrees with Dervak’s idea and pulls out her extract of resist energy, holding up for a cheers before downing it.
Kat growls in frustration as she is hit and then shocked. ”Bloody inevitables! Sod off.” She takes a step back and enters her fighting stance, focusing on studying her target. She throws out a single stab.
”Trap here. I’ve got it.” Kat kneels down and pulls out her tools so she can carefully undo the trap rune.
"Good with me, luv." Kat continues drawing her arrows on the ground as she follows the others.
"Let's keep on to the left then, eh. See where that takes us." Kat takes her adamantine spear and drags it along the floor with a horrible scraping sound as she carves an arrow in the ground. "This will show which direction we have tried, eh?"
"So how's that help us, bruv? Something special we gotta look out for?"
”Yeah best we stay together. Hells, might even wanna all hold onto a rope so we can keep track if it’s that easy to get separated in here.”
Get your rest! I totally understand. We'll be here :D
"Yeah, can't blame 'em. These bloody cosmic horrors are confusing enough when we've been fightin' 'em a while. Imagine if you're just some normal bloke off the street."
Phew! Wild week. We finished moving our stuff to the new place, thank goodness, though. Lemme tell ya, the stress of moving plus the stress of election drama was not something I ever want to deal with again. Back to the game, though. Kat still has all of her inspiration, her long term buffs, and some extracts. Her second shield extract is probably gone by now so she'll have to do without for now.
Kat scowls as she begins to suspect what the formula book may be made out of. She makes sure to not put it in the same section of her haversack as Mari's jar. "Yep, let's get on with it, then."
Kat is still breathing heavily through her nose as she stares at the dead Mun. All this in the name of what he called "science." B&~*@!*s. This was all about him just getting to do whatever he wanted. His bloody ego. Kat is actually happy at the suggestion to keep going for now. She doesn't have to stop and talk about anything that just happened. "Whatever is fine by me. Just need to heal up first and look this wanker over for anything useful first."
With her spear back in her hands, Kat takes a step back and scowls at him, the side of her lip turning up in absolute disgust. "By the way? That kitchen wench you were whining and moaning about? She's why you're going to die. Ain't that funny? Bloody barrel of laughs, I say. Make you feel like you've got needles in your stomach." She thrusts towards his stomach, knowing that injuries to that area are among the most painful.
She pulls back, pauses, then suddenly jumps forward again with another thrust, hoping he feels every bit of it.
And then once more before he can react, another needle in the gut.
*hugs* no worries! I totally understand. Take your time.
Kat shakes her head, disgusted at Mun’s refusal to even give her a decent fight hand-to-hand. ”You really are just a bloody arse all the way through, eh?” As he reaches for the spear, she snatches for it back.
As he moves up to her, Kat sees that her position does not offer her many opportunities to keep dancing around him with her spear. That's just fine for her, though. She stands back and upright. "Oh, that how you wanna go, bruv? I can do that." She drops her spear. She cracks her knuckles and sizes him up. "Yeah, I really think I should do this with my bare hands, don't you?" She suddenly ducks down and sweeps his legs out from under him
She then kicks at his skull.
And punches right for his gut.
AoO (should he try to stand):
Kat enters her fighting style, then dashes into the room past Akie in the doorway. She wants the real one.
She takes up a position near Mun and stares him down, flashing a grin that is nothing but bitter and vicious. "Eh, bruv. Been looking for you. You've got a lot to answer for, and I'm here to collect." She spins her spear over her shoulders and swacks his legs out from under him.
She scowls at him on the ground. "No escape."
Hah! All good. Kat wouldn't mind having her thunder stolen here. Heck, she'd happily hand you a crowbar if you wanted.
Quick question I need for context before Kat's next post: which side of the door are the hinges on? Our side or his?
Kat stands back, her hands gripping her spear tighter at the mention of jar 61. She knows enough that she's better to keep quiet now.
"Let's go back down, bruv. Good idea to have as much cleared behind us as possible, eh?"
"Yeah I'm good with that. My extracts last a good long while so I should still be good for a bit, yeah?"
"You summoned a babau, didn't you? You summoned a bloody babau with acid skin to carry you." Kat just descends into uncontrollable laughter for at least a solid thirty seconds. "Theo...bruv...I swear you are the dumbest smart person I have ever met. The luckiest unlucky guy I've ever met, too." She starts laughing again for a few moments, finally wiping the tears from her eyes. "Well I know that you must be the real Theo cause no doppelganger would be crazy enough to do that."
You are doing a good job of it! Well done. I may need to steal that trick.
Kat slowly lowers her spear as she begins to realize that it is actually Theo, though she noticeably more on edge than usual. It wouldn't be out-of-character for the types of things they are fighting to try some kind of switcheroo, replacing the real Theo with a fake. That said, she trusts herself well enough to know that if he is a fake, she'll figure it out.
"So, uh, what was that all about, Theo? Something come up? And, why are you all acid burned?"
"Oh, for sure. Maybe wait here a couple more minutes just in case he pops back. I also don't much like the idea of this arcane eye person snoopin' on us. GOt mixed feelings on that one as they might be waiting way at the top and we'd have to fight through a lot before findin' 'em. But also, obviously don't want 'em spyin' on us sleeping and thinking 'well, might as well pop on down to kill those fine people in their sleep!'"
Kat sighs and folds her arms. ”Never thought he’d just poof like that. I agree waiting for him is the best call. Somewhere nearby most likely, so he can find us again easy.”
"No worries, all. I got eyes and ears for it. Just follow close, eh?" Kat carefully walks forward, waiting to make sure the others can keep up.
Kat's face screws up as she tries to sift through her brain for any loose piece of important information. "I bloody despise that feeling of forgetting something." She sobers as she realizes that this might not be as mundane a dilemma as she thought. "Any of you lot having that feeling, too?"
Kat does her best to assess how immediately serious the damage is.
Finally finding her rhythm as she settles into her fighting style, Kat continues piercing holes into the big mass of flesh.
Kat points out where the monster is with her spear. "Right there in front of Dervak, Mara. It's a big one! Some a' that stardust would be good I think, eh?" Kat taps her boots together, knowing she only has a few precious seconds left but also that Mara has the spell in-reserve, and begins attacking the monster, stabbing into its mass of flesh with increasing accuracy as she finds her rhythm.
”Whatever was summoning that arcane eye before is probably still about, trying to keep an eye out for us, eh? Keep watch.” Kat will happily take the lead as they go around, keeping an “eye” out for any more arcane eyes.
You would think I would feel more that way considering I'm autistic, but I don't. I am also an odd autistic person though in that I do enjoy irrationality and find it often good and necessary, as evidenced by my favorite George Bernard Shaw quote on my main profile. But what interests me about such things is learning about them. For Kat, she's interested in how people and the world work on a practical and intuitive level. Metaphysics are fundamentally uninteresting and disconnected from how she sees the world. It's why the main evil in this AP that she cares about is Lowls, not his patron(s). There are enough evils right in front of her that she doesn't want to have to worry about ones she can't see. I also just generally like it when a character has a worldview that is at-odds with the setting they live in. It makes them 1000% more interesting to me.
"Sorry, bruv. Out of respect, I'll refrain from saying it out loud." She is mildly annoyed that she was just trying to lighten the moment for herself and got reprimanded for it, but if other people feel strongly about it, she believes in respecting that. Besides, if the situation was reversed, she'd have asked the same. What Dervak said starts her thinking, and the more she thinks on it, the more she hates the whole concept of these horrible extraplanar horrors with their "witnessing or talking about or knowing anything about us will make you go craaaaaaazy!" nonsense. Bloody ridiculous, that's what it is. She thinks back to all the times in her life that she has experienced something that doesn't make sense, and she was never "laid low by the Mysteries of the Universe;" she just thought to herself "well that doesn't make any bloody sense" or laughed it off and went on with her life. That's how people work; their brains go "oh, none for me, thank you" when something insane comes up, and that makes sense. So, she still has difficulty understanding how these Dark Tapestry things can work any differently, even after fighting them and studying them extensively. That they apparently *can* "lay you low with the Mysteries of the Universe" annoys her in the way that rich people do: they get to break the rules that everyone else is expected to follow. Not to mention that for someone who has made a life built around trying to uncover the unknown and hidden, someone who uses knowledge and observation as a weapon, it's bloody frustrating to have to close her eyes and stop up her ears. No, she doesn't like a single bit about how these cosmic pricks work. |