So I guess the next question becomes: try and stick to Tomb of Abysthor or try for something else (which will probably require a reworking of the characters)?
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This isn't an AP so I think the odds are below average, but do we want to advertise for a new GM? Or failing that move as a group to a new game?
It occurs to me that maybe our GM was effected by the hurricanes? PR is out of power and will be for months. I don't know where Doom lives though.
So out-of-character are we down with exploring that tunnel up and right of the the room with the sarcophogi? I'm a little fuzzy on where we're heading
"Besides, they might have something valuable on them." the wyvaran adds.
Kesh grunts in acknowledgement of Rhiannon's story. "We were on the opposite sides of that one, sorry if the Fireclaws dropped anything on you. Just a job, you know?" He shifts uncomfortably at Arianna's lament, but doesn't speak. He thinks Ari's sister is almost certainly dead already, but the ranger is already upset enough. "South past the coffin room, sounds good. Let's press on."
"Are those little walls of yours permanent Rhiannon?" Kesh's tone is clearly impressed. "I thought they were temporary, or maybe you could only have a few operating at a time. Imagine if we had a whole company like you--instant siege-lines, living artillerists and matchless engineers!"
"You thinking there's a secret door? Trap? Both?" the wyvaran asks as he joins the bard in poking and prodding at the dead end.
Kesh eyes the mushrooms skeptically, but the life of a mercenary sometimes means eating whatever's available, so he pays close attention to which ones Ari gathers and which ones she leaves alone.
"Maybe it was a series of natural caverns that were worked as needed? Dunno much about history or architecture, but I wouldn't want to hack through any more of this than I had to."
"Preferably one we can move through more comfortably," Kesh adds, flexing his wings for emphasis.
"Ah, stuff it, firedancer. There's nastier things down here than rats and we all know it. I'd just as soon not wait for someone to get killed before saying something. Group discipline is what will let us all go home." Sense Motive 16: Kesh's anger is covering for fear--fear of tight spaces, but also, perhaps, fear of losing a potential friend? Or at least a squad-mate, hard to tell wit Kesh but his attitude is intended more protective than cruel.
Kesh moves over to Ari, a strange expression on his reptilian face. "Ari, are you okay? Are you badly injured?"
Pausing for a breath, Kesh observes the pile of dead rats. "You gotta play to the group's strengths, or we're already dead." he mutters.
Inching along behind Rhiannon, Kesh emerges from the tunnel with a triumphant roar and shoves his way into the room, stretching his wings wide just because he can.
Gotcha, so if she moves forward I will too, since I'm already squeezing I can't squeeze again. I'm a wyvaran, not an ooze!
Who does the anime token represent? Is that someone in front of me or can I wriggle into the rat-room right away?
The moment space opens up before him Kesh wriggles forward, cursing the stone for snagging his wings and keeping him from the fight.
AAAAGH, A DRAGON!!
How many rats are dead, and how many does that leave?
Meh, we put ourselves here.
I think noting that I'm just in a string of Ready Actions until my situation changes is reasonable & helpful for speeding things along. I'm still around, just trying to avoid cluttering the thread with repetitive posts.
I would like to state for the record that I'm around, but until the situation changes Kesh can't act so he'll be Delaying every round until the way forward is clear. Just so I'm not repeating that every two days or so.
"Let me through, let me through! I'll tear the hairy little vermin to shreds!" the wyvaran bellows from his spot in the tunnel.
"Someone tell me what's happening!" Kesh's annoyance is clear as he strains to see into the room.
"I can't see a damn thing, what are you heckin' softskins even doing up there?!"
Kesh hisses as Ari ducks into the hole. "Have you gone mad? What in the Hells do you think you're doing?! Get back here!"
Kesh notes the small size of the tunnel and sighs. "Another rat-path, eugh. I hate to back-track again, but I'd just as soon find a reasonably-sized route. I rather doubt those cultists crawl on their hands and knees every day as they come and go."
Kesh chuckles and shakes his head. "No, I'm Keshokkar son of Kazili of the Fireclaw tribe. Sorry about the name-shortening, didn't mean to be disrespectful."
"Faster to say, 'scpecially in a fight. Which is the same reason you lot call me 'Kesh,' I would imagine. Never had a nickname before? I'm getting the sense that you're not much of a people person, but still didn't your sister give you a pet name or something?"
"Sure, Ari and I will lead"
I support anything except the pool with the frogs. Fighting aquatic creatures in their element is a good way to get eaten.
Shrugging at Arianna, "Cause someone paid you? I don't actually expect any of you would, just a weak effort at a joke, Ari. Still I like bounty idea, and they aren't likely to be much help here." Unless someone else does so first, Kesh collects the necklaces. "We could double back to check out some of the tunnels there, I don't fancy the idea of squeezing through rat-infested holes either."
"I could take one. You lot'd let me know if you planned on attacking me, right?"
"Something like that, yeah. Apsu's a god, Ari--used to be *our* god, the wyvarans, but he turned his back on us so we returned the favor." Kesh spits.
"Alright, maybe Apsu wasn't such a jerk after all--easy kills and easy money, what's not to like? Other than, you know, the undead and demon-worship and humongous frogs and stuff."
"More skeletons? Or perhaps these were the origin for some of those bloody bones?"
"Uh..."
Kesh calls down, having to shout somewhat over the noise of his own wings, "I could tie a rope off somewhere if anyone's got one!"
Hm, we're bigger than those little mosquito-demons but is "up" a direction we really want to chance right now?"
Kesh moves into the mouth of the sinkhole, carefully watching the stirges to see if they can fight the wind to close in on them, glaive at the ready.
Theatre of the mind works for me, maps for combat only is fine. I'll probably ask a few clarification questions related to flying though.
Kesh hunkers down to help Gren check for traps and (if none are found) pick the lock.
Kesh doesn't notice the welcome party until Rhiannon points them out...then scowls when he sees the frogs. "Want to to fly over, take a look at the far side? I think I could manage it."
Kesh nods at Rhiannon's suggestion. "Hey stone-shaper, could you put up one of those stone walls to block whichever tunnel we don't go down? Maybe it'll prevent anything from coming up behind us...or at least give us warning if we hear it smashing though..."
Stretching his wings, the mercenary glares around him at the forest, the footprint, all of it. "Doubt the giant's friendly, but maybe he'll get in a fight with the spiders and we won't have to deal with either..." his tone suggests he finds this very unlikely.
Kesh has a chain shirt, Pathfinder still lets you sleep in light armor right? Any shift suits him just fine. |
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