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Edward sobel here.. application is in the alias
I will probably be dropping that game as well since it seems to be going nowhere
I think it best I drop the game.. my schedule seems to be keeping me from many of my games.
sorry all been real busy.. not sure if I know what is going on besides leveling right now.
Klor was a bit intrigued by the mist but as it does not seem the best way to proceed, at least for now, he joins the others. what in all the hells is that? Klor asks as he approaches the group.
Klor was simply remaining vigilant of ambush. but the wails of Maria catches Klor's attention.
he tries to recall if he has seen something like this before.
I seem to have regained posting access from work, but this weekend I will be at the Renaissance Faire I may be able to post some but not much
Klor emerged with some items that seemed valuable. though he did not have the ability to detect magic, he believed the items to contain some sort of magic. dat well, had a sword and some sort of ring. they both looked valuable abd probably have some sort of magic. anyone wanna take a look? he asks the group after they all had a good rest.
hello guys. been real busy. wife went to hospital and I am stuck taking care of everything along with work. and can only post from home now (since the Paizo updated their systems)
Klor ponders what to do. he looks to the Peck, It be bout 30 feet deep, not very far. He seems unsure if he should climb down. after some debate, get the others, not quite sure what be down there. best ta ave a bit a back-up.
Klor looks to Trib, well Peck, wanna check it out? Klor steps in and checks the perimeter of the room, (including the ceiling)
Klor moves on to the next room while the magic types do their thing.
seconds before the stinking cloud goes off, klor advances on the first goblin to attack. (#4)
"With this room having only one exit and beds everywhere perhaps we should rest here. I for one could use a refueling so to speak." rest? I aven't even began to break a sweat. I say we continue until we actually find somethin' that is actually dangerous
important info concerning me with Paizo new server update I may have lost access from work which will greatly reduce my posting ability. I still have access at home, but not on my nook nor my phone anymore. I have to check my work computer again when I get the chance but so far it didn't work.
Klor advances into the room to stand beside Gregor, Can't be lettin you ave all da fun. he says as he ignites Tarnack and readies to attack the next robed figure that gets close.
had a computer hard drive crash last night. hope to resolve it soon.
Klor looks at the door, then looks for a weak spot to hit it with Tarnack. if yer sure lass, don't take a likin ta companions not trustin my abilities
he then whacks at the chain
Klor simply surveys the room with his keen dwarven eyes. plus his stone cunning not much else he can offer
apologies, I have been stuck in bed with a bad knee. cant move without pain.
realizing the nimbleness of his foe, Klor opts for accuracy over power this time around. he first tries to adjust himself to gain an advantage of flank.
what the bloody hell? Ya damn eejit, what ya think dis is? some sort a circus? I hate the circus. Klor ignites Tarnack and proceeds to approach the monk.
swamped at work I can post but no map access. sorry about the silence.
Pfs event all day today probably will not be able to check in
Ahh bloody....His litany of dwarven curses is lost in the noise. Klor dashes for the other door. and in true dwarven style flings it open.
Klor tries to get away from the aberration as it passed through, but to no avail. that was damn unsettling. Like the pic you say? well perhaps if we meet this blood suckin' wench, Ole Tarnack ere will ave ta be givin' her a bit o trim, like from the neck up.he says with a laugh. The group moves on, dead Minotaur's, lets make sure it stays that way. Klor ignites Tarnack and severs the head from the body, and letting the flame of his axe burn the grubs as it slices through. cant be to careful now can we. This place is gettin ta be more like zolurket every step a da way. reaching the next door, Klor accepts the magic and readies shield and Axe. It's choppin' time
Blast it all ta da nine hells, I'll be damned if a Peck best me in a battle!
Klor goes up to the closest shadowy creature. Hey, ya shaggin mental eejit, we left ya enough coin, now...BEGONE.
You puking, rump-fed, maggot-pie! What in blazes you thinkin. Klor ignites Tarnack once moreready to slice these guys up.
"Hey, man, I don't go around assuming every halfling I know is a lock picker. That's racist. You found a room, said you think it's trapped and then didn't send our trap guy in. It's like not calling on me when you find undead, seduceable bad girls, or foie gras." Klor gives a grunt, I gots no problem callin' Pecks lock pickers, most every one I met has been one. but I got ta admit, dis Peck is definitely part dwarf. so far hes got my respect...Yer still a Peck though. as fer undead? I usually be callin on ole tarnack ere first, and ya prayin types second. Sorry but its in me nature to chop em up first. As they check out the room, again, I may be wantin ta chop undeads up, don't mean I want ta be agitatin more, probably some spirit thing ere...just my gusss is all. Klor pulls out some coin and drops a gold coin on the plate.
Klor shifts his attention to the next little bugger, alright ya steamin empty-heided s@~@e,
Klor swings at the orc closest (#11)
stepping into the space that once housed an orc Klor continues his assault
Just a heads up, I will be going to Pittsburgh Friday, Saturday, and Sunday. to visit my Aunt. she has Cancer and we don't know how much longer she will be around. Doctors said she can no longer travel. not sure on posting ability during that time.
Klor stays clear of the magic pillar room the whole time. he gives a silent consent to moving on to another room. probably da same damn architects dat designed zolurket. spent a good number a days down in dat pit a hell. Klor smiles at the Peck, he seems to take a liking to this halfling's demeanor lately, Trib, ya sure ya aint got a bit a dwarf blood in ya? never met a Peck like ya before. after a pause, still gonna call ya Peck though. Once the process is in place for the next room Klor get Tarnack ready for a fight and awaits the signal or in this case the door going open.
at all the acolade to the fop, Klor pretty much is quiet. he knows he stood between the electric critter and some of the others. looking to the religious folk. If you got any extra prayer of healin' I don't mind a few my way. Ahhh bloody hell, give that damn ring if y'all are too chicken to take it. Klor is referring to the protection ring of course.
the electrical arc flow through Klor his beard begins to smoke. right, ya think that piss ass shock is gonna stop a Kragsson? Time fer ya ta be feeling the burn of Tarnack.
Klor continues his assault on the creature hoping to keep it occupied to allow for the others to escape or to help our fallen toothpick wielder. Blasted ball o' lightnin', time fer ya to be grounded.
belive it or not I be argeein with the Peck, make a choices and fast. in the mean time I'll be seein if dis ere stupit greetin-faced arse-wipe can handle a little dwarven heat.
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