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Katherine looks around and shrugs. Everything seemed so different... foreign. She silently wished that Allysen were here. Allysen had been her anchor, reminding her that she wasn't alone. But now she was alone, even among her companions. She was the odd one out, the alien. She was more than two centuries out of date, and everyone that she knew and loved was gone.
Katherine remains silent. I'm glad that he said it. I'd rather face a hundred lizardmen than whatever it was we awakened down there.
A cold chill runs down the length of Katherine's spine and she shudders involuntarily.
Katherine's blood runs cold at the mention of that name, for even she knows the reputation of Vecna.
Katherine readies her weapon, but brings to mind the words to her spark bolt.
I'm still here. I understand what it is to get distracted. I have depression and some days I just don't feel like getting online. Add to that my wife's disability and sometimes I may go a week without posting.
He's MIA in another of his games as well.
Mine seem to be holding.
Katherine subconsciously edges towards the back of the party and behind Wolfram.
Understood. I suffer with depression as well.
Katherine swallows hard, trying not to show her fear, despite the panic welling in her. She knew that trying to engage this thing in direct combat would be suicidal for her. Instead, she fires another [i]spark bolt[/b] at the creature's head.
Fighting back her desire to turn and run, Katherine forces herself to think of pleasant things and Allysen. She summons to mind the words to her spark bolt spell. She intones the phrase, aiming the bolt at the creature's head.
If the GM is willing, it seems logical that Kat's phobia is entomophobia, a fear of insects.
Katherine falls into line with the others.
I am going to be out-of-contact from Thursday, Apr 1 to Monday, April 11. I'm taking my niece and nephew to Disneyworld for their first visit! Please bot me as necessary.
I honestly wish that I could have, but I'm too short right now (no pun intended).
"Well, there's nothing mechanical about it that would present a danger, but it seems to be magical."
Katherine slips off her pack (which brings her skills up to normal) and carefully walks to join Karl. "If you'll give me a minute, I'll have a look and we'll make sure that it doesn't bring the place down around our ears."
"Valon!" Katherine shouts, seeing the hireling's leg in the undead horror's mouth. "Give him back, you oversized swamp lizard!"
Katherine decides to try her hand at electrocuting the watchers in the water, aiming for the nearest.
"Alligators... or worse." Katherine gasps.
Katherine nods, suddenly very glad that she is small.
Katherine follows Wolfram in ailence. Her thoughts her own.
"Ivory..." Katherine says off-handedly, running her hand over the pillar. "And look at these walls. Why is there no growth on them?" She reaches out to touch the wall and then draws back as if she had received an electric shock. "It's bone," she says in astonishment.
Katherine follows the others, only to blanch at the sight of the bodies. She suppresses an urge to vomit and turns away from the grisly scene.
Katherine weathers the blow and again tries to clear her mind and bring the spell to bear. This time she is rewarded with a spark of electricity that jumps from her outstretched finger to the nearest enemy creature.
I'd like to spend a benny to reroll, please.
Katherine summons up her magical power, concentrating on getting all of her energy into the tip of her outstretched finger, but only manages to get a tiny spark that jumps from her finger to the water.
Katherine steels herself for what approaches. Facing the dangers without Alysen was difficult, but the thought that she would be waiting when Katherine returned filled her with joy. She grips her dagger tightly and tries to remember the words to her spark bolt spell.
"Uh, if it's all the same to everyone else, let's go around. It may only be up to your necks, but that still too high for me!"
Sorry, guys, I was locked out of the site for about a week and a half and could not get in. I think I'm back now.
Katherine takes a sidelong glance at Wolfram before gingerly selecting the smallest grub she can find. She closes her eyes and drops it into her mouth, swallowing it whole. With a grimace, she tries her best to smile and says, "Mmmm. Delicious."
Swallowing hard, Katherine summons up all her boldness and replies, "Sure. I'll go."
Sorry. I missed that it should be a Notice check, but Katherine's Notice is the same as her Common Knowledge, so if the GM permits, just use those rolls.
That's fine with me. I expect holiday slowdowns anyway.
Now knowing what to look for, Katherine will aid Isagoras in his watch.
Katherine tries her hardest not to look at the gruesome display and instead focuses on the sky.
Actually, I'm still here and willing to continue. I can completely relate to your dilemma, BrOp. I live with chronic depression and believe me, there are days where I just don't want to face my duties as GM, both in real-life and on the boards. I'm not going to lie; a slow posting rate is actually preferred for me. I know that is an unusual stance with most people wanting things to move as quickly as possible, but my life tends to be very busy (especially weekends).
We came through it fine, just a little rain and wind. It actually went east of us, though for a while there it was touch-and-go.
Playing Dodge'em with hurricanes again. If I'm out for a few days, please bot me (if I'm in your game) or wait for me. This one looks to be a direct hit. See you on the other side.
Good luck! Are you safe in your home? We're on some of the highest ground in the city in a sturdy brick home. Even with an almost direct hit from Katrina (15 years ago), we got only 3 feet of water. That's bad, but it could have been much worse.
"Hester, what has you frightened?"
I'm looking down the barrel of two hurricanes, so if I disappear for a while, that's what happened.
Katherine listens intently to the conversation but has nothing to add.
You will be missed, by some more than others. :)
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