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19 posts. Alias of Tarondor.


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Male Shirren Mystic 4

Thank you, GM A!


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Keskodai stares in amazement as Iseph shows what a master can do with a computer interface.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Computers: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19

"We are not going to get through that door without seizing control of this computer and it is, as you see, an advanced N-Wave model, difficult to crack. But there is a brute force method available if we gain access to the mainframe. Much power there."


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Player name: Tarondor
Chronicle: Leave 001
Organized play #-#: 2405-701
Faction: Second Seekers (sure, why not?)
XP: 0
Fame: 0
Credits:0
Day job: None


Male Shirren Mystic 4

SECOND ACTION

Keskodai heals himself of the damage he's transferred from Obozya.

"Blessed Mother of Death, I live on your sufferance. Suffer your servant to remain in the world yet."

Mystic Cure on Keskodai: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (3) + 4 = 7


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Will save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25

I remind the GM that Keskodai established a Life Link with Obozya and should be taking off 5 points of damage from him per turn. Obozya should be fully healed and Keskodai down 8 points

Keskodai shrugs his insectile appendages. He supposes the soft mammal meant to harm him, but like most mammals was inadequate to the task.

"You may wish to devote a few of your final seconds to contemplation of your role in the Infinite," counsels Keskodai to the monster. "The Lady is neither kind nor cruel, but it is said she is not without a sense of irony."

He moves up behind Altronus and touches him on the shoulder. "Be healed, Altronus. Your hour is not yet come."

Cast Mystic Cure on Altronus.

Mystic Cure on Altronus: 3d8 + 4 ⇒ (5, 5, 3) + 4 = 17


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Is anyone injured?

Keskodai sees this two-headed monster and speaks to it. [b]"Your death is near, creature. I know you will not surrender, but try to prepare your heart for the River of Souls."

Mind Thrust!

Mind Thrust: 2d10 ⇒ (10, 10) = 20 Will DC 16 half


Male Shirren Mystic 4

"Glowing green god?" asks Keskodai. "Tell us more about this 'god'."


Male Shirren Mystic 4

"Your judgment before the Stern Seat of the Lady will come, but it need not be today. You can stop grovelling now. Tell us what you know and you will live," says Keskodai, priest of the Death Goddess.

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (5) + 8 = 13


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Keskodai hustles forward to help his allies.

Double move!


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Keskodai enters a mystic trance, humming gently to himself and establishing a link to Obozaya's life energy.

Establish Life Link.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Computers? Maybe?: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16

Keskodai studies the incoming signal.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

The gregarious insectile shirren leans over the instrument panels,reflected colored lights playing across his carapace and compound eyes. He clicks his mandibles and stroks the secure pod in which he keeps his offspring while he careful regards the reams of data the ship is providing him.

Keskodai is going to scan the enemy ships. We need more information.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Hi folks! I haven't forgotten you. Quite the opposite. But Real Life has been taking it out on me for the last few days. I'll try to post something tonight.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

I'm unclear on which roles we have filled. Can someone give me the rundown?


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Hello! I'm off on vacation. I'll be back on Saturday. Have a great week!


Male Shirren Mystic 4

Life Sciences: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (9) + 3 = 12

Bluff: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (11) - 1 = 10

"You are combined barathu," says Keskodai, trying the refreshments and nearly gagging. "Fascinating. I have heard of your species. You form a whole that is greater than the sum of your individual identities. How very useful that must be!"


Male Shirren Mystic 4

This is Tarondor. I couldn't find an insectile avatar, so I went with a gecko-thing.


Male Shirren Mystic 4

The strange shirren leans upon his battlestaff. "I am excited to consume this alcohol on behalf of the crew!" he says, extending a clawed, three-fingered hand for the bottle.

"For I am also in the mood to celebrate!"