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What level is the party?
I've run many campaigns where the players have "adopted" a random monster into their fold. Goblins, Kobolds, Faerie Dragons, a Dust Mephit, even a Hill Giant. The monsters usually became party controlled characters via Leadership or we just rolled up a character sheet for it. (At one time I had 2 players controlling 32 characters!!!). Fun Times.
But anyway, I'd usually let the newfound monster stick around for a few sessions as a "guest star" so to speak, not really taking any XP or Gold, but as they progressed with the monster, they'd have to make choices. Not only in XP and gold distribution (that's easy). But taking the thing out of the dungeons and widerness and INTO civilization. LOL. Again, Fun Times.
I'd leave it mostly up to the players to decide if its worth investing the feats into Leadership if you go that route, and the RP implications of having an Ogre in the group.
Good Luck.

Kythas quickly washes his hands in the sea and is back on his feet and ready to start the exploration anew.
"Be on your toes Jask," he says to Jask before setting back work, "It probably was nothing, but I felt a rather strong sensation of being watched from the shadows after we killed this serpent. When the others return, see that they don't wander too far into the jungle. Especially not alone."

Ready to roll!

Dantes will take 10 to aid another for Kythas. That really should do it.

That'll help keep Kythas from holding up random snake organs and saying "The Hell is this?"

Kythas wonders silently to himself if it would be a good idea to throw the dead snake onto the sleeping Aerys and yell "POISONOUS SNAKE!"... but prudently decides against doing so.

"We just came back to deliver this." the elf smiled as he dropped the dead serpent unceremoniously onto the sand near the firepit. "We found it in the jungle not very far west of here and thought it best to kill it lest it find our camp and bite someone. The breed is quite aggressive."
Kythas drops to his butt on the ground beside the reptile and withdraws his boot dagger and begins the work of cleaning the serpent for eating.
Waving the gore-covered blade casually around, he adds, "Plus it will make a nice addition to tonight's meal." The elf nods to the others in the hunting party as he continues gutting the big snake. "This won't take long, and we can be back on the hoof. We should have a good few more hours before it starts to get really hot."

The wild elf makes short work of preparing the snake, despite the occasional "assistance" provided by a certain nosy winged reptile. Once finished he makes a quick game of "Name that innard" with the pesky pteradon as he tosses various sloppy organs in the air for it to snatch up before giving Lilly the particularly tasty heart and liver to deliver via sling.

Figured a take 10 Survival would be fine for dressing a kill for eating. Kythas isn't much of a skinner for making boots, so if anyone wants a shot at the hide he pretty much just gutted it and sliced away the edible meat. Ready to continue going as soon as the rest of the gang is. Cleaning the snake probably afforded the others with some NPC chat time!

"We should bring this back to camp." Kythas advises the others, hefting the snake for emphasis. "Then maybe head east and investigate the coast further in that direction."
He casts his eyes back towards the dark shadows of the jungle, nodding towards the ominous place. "It is funny, for almost sixty years I grew up in a place very similar to this. But something about this place seems off. Especially in there. The elf pauses for a moment and then looses a short sigh and nervous laugh. "But then maybe I've just spent too many years in luxury."

Kythas stops talking, but can't push away the notion that the entire island is bloodthirsty.

I vote we head back to camp and proceed east/southeast.

"It would be wise to take our spoils and make our way back to the coast." the elf suggests, nervously observing the suddenly still jungle.
Placing a booted foot on the dead snakes head and withdrawing the sharp dagger within, Kythas swiftly decapitates the serpent and lifts its body so that the blood begins to drain out onto the matted leaves and soil of the jungle floor. "It's not enough to fill us all, but it will surely accent a meal of dried meat and water." he whispers to his companions as he finishes squeezing the snake of its lifeblood.
Once he is satisfied that the corpse is properly exsanguinated and won't leak out all over the trail back, he coils it like a rope and hefts it over his shoulder. Sticking the dagger back into his boot he nods to Lilly, "Lead us back, I'll be just behind you."

As they begin to make their way back, the elf tries to shake the spooked feeling he is getting from the uncomfortable silence surrounding them... But is unable to do so.

Relaxing his second arrow, Kythas turns his attention from the snake and looks carefully around the trees and what he can see of the skies through the leafy foliage overhead to make sure that the sounds of the battle hasn't drawn the attentions of more dangerous predators.

Perception... just in case 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17

If the combined assault of Kystra's mace and Eyeball killed the snake, Kythas will try to retrieve his arrow from the dead reptile.

1d100 ⇒ 72
Bah! Broken! I blame Dantes for trying to wrestle with it!

Apologies for the map. I have no idea how construct a jungle.

I like it!

In the event that a certain Hurricane trashes my city (I live in Nashua, NH, US.) and I'm unable to post (unlikely, since I have a fully charged cell with a spare battery and car charger) Kythas will drop his bow and close in on the snake with his Curve Blade even though it will cost him a round of movement.

Kythas, loved the nod to Jurassic Park! A favorite movie of my wife, step-daughter and 4 year old grandson.

*takes a bow*

Thanks Dantes! =D

Now to see if Patcher has it chomp his face to complete the picture.

Avarthiel, please keep in mind that detect poison is not a cone like detect magic, and each separate casting either scans one creature, one object, or one 5-foot cube.

Detect Poison

That sounds a lot more inline with a cantrip. I was actually wondering a bit about using it to ferret out hidden/invisible assassins with poison-coated blades and thinking "That's a pretty potent spell"

Still pretty nice though. Could use it to periodically scan small areas along the trail where its dark, hard to see or a serpent may be likely to be hiding. Small help = Still help after all. =D

But the real question is does Kythas' venomous personality keep triggering the spell before it can be of any real use?

"Clever girl." Kythas whispers to himself as he catches sight of the rapidly approaching serpent descending upon them from the canopy.
Drawing the readied arrow he prepares to let it fly into the crafty reptile.

Attack!1d20 + 5 ⇒ (14) + 5 = 19
Damage:1d8 ⇒ 7 or Damage:1d10 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11

If the fer de lance wins initiative, Kythas will drop his bow and arrow, use his move action to draw his Curve Blade and attack the snake, taking a 5'-step should he have to if it closes on him or anyone close enough to cover the 5' gap . However, if it wins and attacks someone farther away, then the bow attack applies.

Upon hearing the "hiss" of his quarry, Kythas drops into a low crouch and starts scanning the vegetation for the hidden predator. Arrow ready to fly should he find his target.

Perception to spot it.1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Haha!

Unable to even venture a guess due to the incessant buzz of insects and the smothering heat of the steamy jungle, Kythas asks his companions, "Do you see it?"

The green-haired elf pauses to contemplate his former shipmate's wisdom, quickly too quickly maybe? coming to a decision.
"If the tracks look to be headed back towards the campsite, we should make haste back to deal with the thing." he says, clearly worried about something Dantes said. "If not, we'll follow the beast and finish it before it gets the chance to return here where it will likely detect our presence, and we will lose the element of surprise."

"Agreed?"

Kythas looks to the rest of the party and anxiously awaits the decided course of action.

Depending on the result of his Survival to track check following DM Patcher's last post, Kythas offers to either;
A) Return to the camp if it appears the snake took that route.
B) Follow it into the jungle to kill it there, if it went in any other direction. Or...
C) If the tracking check failed, and he lost the trail, he will note the location and agree with Dantes' plan to report back to camp with the skin and come back to the spot later, hoping the serpent doesn't get too agitated or afraid and relocate it's lair.

Kythas winces as he contemplates heading into the dense jungle to pursue the prey.
"We will be losing almost every advantage we have over the snake once we enter." the elf says, pointing his nocked arrow at the dark, seemingly endless mass of green foliage ahead of them. "There are probably things lurking in there that are far worse than simple serpents as well. We should stay very cautious. Take care to not get separated. Watch the person in front of you and behind you closely."
Looking at the dwarf, he continues, "Dantes, keep a very close eye to your back as well as ahead, crafty hunters are as apt to try to ambush the rear as they are the front."

Kythas halts the hunt to fully investigate the serpent's lair. After a few minutes of searching, he determines it to be empty of his quarry.
"It appears our serpentine friend is still out looking to fill its belly." the wild elf muses as he looks to see which direction the crafty reptile choses to continue its predation.

Survival: Tracking 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21

"I vote we track the creature while the trail is still hot." he suggests. "If it returns here, it will know it has had visitors and may relocate. It would also serve no helpful purpose if we sit and wait for it to return as it may not do so until nightfall. This would be a good oppurtunity to continue exploring while ferreting out a dangerous predator."

Two votes to move ahead sounds good to me!

I'll either ooc my intentions/actions in the IC thread or if its going to be lengthy, I'll post it here instead for a write up.

As soon as Dantes says the name "Isaria", the wild elf stops dead in his tracks and turns very slowly back to the dwarf. He looks mildly embarasssed as he makes a gesture that looks like he's shaking the cobwebs from his head and hastily replies.
"Sorry, I meant Sasha." he offers with a small frown, "Just losing my thoughts a bit in the hunt.".

Kythas absently rubs his symbol of Gozreh as he explains and quickly returns to the front of the party.

Putting voice to the others concerns about their fellow survivors only when they stop to re-cast Avarthiel's spell, Kythas speaks in hushed words "to tell the truth, I have little doubt that Aerys, the former prisoner and the gnome are of any danger to us. Aerys may be a mean drunk, but I certainly cannot fault her that, as I am even more so sober." the elf pauses to snort at his own failings, and continues the hunt.

"Ishirou went from quiet and brooding to suddenly helpful, which seems more than a bit insincere to me." Kythas begins anew at the next spell break, sweat already beginning to glisten on his brow. "It could be that he sees us as pawns to fetch this treasure for him. Or just as likely he's as eager to get off this sweltering rock as the rest of us and this is his proverbial 'ace in the hole'."

Saving his evaluation of Sasha until last, the wild elf simply says, without emotion, "I honestly don't know what to think about Isaria."

After that Kythas returns to stalking his prey, fully focused on not having the tables turned on the party by their deadly quarry.

Always open to anything that makes the task at hand easier, Kythas considers the application of Avarthiel's spell and invites him to the front of the hunting party.
"That would make this hunt considerably easier Brother." he whispers to the wizard, "If you could stay about five paces behind Lilly and myself, your magic should be able to spot it if it is trying to hide in the trees or among some rocks where we may miss it until its upon us."

Even with the spell active, the wild elf remains on his toes while trailing the poisonous reptile. Especially with the mage so close to the front.

As he makes his way through the leafy jungle he occasionally reflects upon Dantes' words about the others back at camp, trying not to dwell too much upon it until the hunt reaches its end.

Once he is fairly certain of the type of snake and confident in the direction it, Kythas informs the others.

Click the above spoiler for Kythas.

He adds that this particular serpent is highly venomous.
"If we can engage it at range, it would be the best option." he states, "If not, try not to get bit."

Drawing his bow and nocking an arrow, the wild elf begins to slip south into the leafy canopy. Keeping his eyes peeled for his quarry.

Kythas, please keep me in mind if you do GM kingmaker. I have a halfling Druid ready and waiting... :)

Will certainly do Avarthiel!

The green-haired elf agrees with Lilly's words about relocating the creature, adding that he would prefer to leave it alone altogether, being the invaders into this creature's home. But as stated, current circumstances...

Quickly and quietly, he tries to trace the serpent's path to gauge where it is headed, while trying to determine the best course to follow it.

Survival (Tracking) 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18

No worries. I'm thinking of starting up a Kingslayer PbP now that I've finished the first 2 books of the AP with my party irl. The downtime will give me the window to prepare some maps and alternate encounters. As well as get recruitment started.
Hope to see you back fulltime asap!!!

But in the meantime I'll try to keep Kythas from annoying the others too much!

On second thought, where's the fun it that?!?! ;)

Retcon to burial sounds good, since Avarthiel made a good statement as to burying them that Dantes likely wouldn't have ignored, and would have made sure Kythas followed. Plus Aerys probably wouldn't have wanted to sit all night on a gutted ship that had 2 dead guys floating around in it. =)

Kythas leads the merry band of castaways along the beach, past the rapidly disintegrating wreck of the Jenivere and west across the Northern shore.

"Looks as though the sea is claiming the rest of her." the elf notes, pointing out to the bare rocks that once held a section of the broken ship.
Picking up a few small pieces of driftwood and slipping them into his backpack, he continues along the surf in silence, listening to the banter of his fellows and looking unusually thoughtful.

Not long after losing sight of the wreck, Kythas notes the strange tracks in the sand and halts the party to inspect them closer, calling Lilly up to help determine the origin of the undulating pattern in the soft sand.
Spotting the droppings, he takes up a handful, crushing the vile-smelling waste in his hand and putting the nasty stuff very close to his nose to try to determine its "freshness".
"A large snake has passed this way." he tells the others, expressing his initial assessment of the creature, dropping the dung back into the sand and pointing to the tracks. "Its likely that it lairs near here. If it does, we should investigate and put an end to its predation. It is close enough to our camp and large enough that it could easily take Gelik," looking at Dantes as he says that part, knowing his fondness of the sarcastic gnome. "Maybe even one of us."

Kythas will confer with Lilly again once he's made his final decision regarding the nature of the creature, to see if she concurs.

Taking 10 on Knowledge: Nature to try to narrow down the type of serpent likely to have left the tracks and waste.

Will roll Tracking/Survival once everyone has come to a decision regarding what to do.

I thought we retrieved and buried the bodies already? But maybe I'm just imagining it :)

I remember Patcher asking, Avarthiel hinting at the shovels and burial rites and Kythas not caring whether the crabs ate the remains, but I think they may have been left behind on the ship in the rush to build the camp. LOL. Not sure, but if they were properly buried and I missed it, we'll ignore that last bit and Kythas will just inspect his feet and be ready! :D

"Sounds like a sound plan to me." Kythas concedes to Avarthiel's suggestion, grinning at the dwarf, "Supposing Ironbelly doesn't mind inspecting Kystra's backside for the next few hours." (Making sure anyone from the camp who may be offended by the jest is well out of earshot, but taking great care that Kystra both hears it, and also sees the sly wink he tosses at Dantes after he says it.)
Switching back to a more somber tone, "It won't matter much on the beach, we'll be in plain view of anything that wishes to spy on us from the jungle, sea or sky, but once we get into exploring the green we should take greater care in how we present ourselves to hazards and potential enemies."

Kythas inspects the skies and seas looking for any hint of inclement or promising weather on the horizon as the others prepare to go.

Knowledge: Nature (for daily weather report)1d20 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6

Yep! He's delusional alright! Must be that bug he caught.

As the scouting party prepares to make their initial foray out onto the Shiv, Kythas checks his feet one last time, inspecting his toes before sticking them back in his boots, along with his sharp dagger.
Securing his pack, bow and blade to his back, he stops only for the briefest moment aside Sasha as she picks at her rations, looking as though he's going to say something only to change his mind and start making his way to the edge of the camp.
"The part of the Jenivere that was beached hasn't yet been dragged out to sea as of this morning," the elf announced to the others, "while that in itself doesn't concern me, we did leave two of our dead on the ship and since the wreck might not be going anywhere, I'd suggest we recover and burn the two before the stench of their rotting attracts dangerous predators that may be inclined to visit our camp when they finish dining on them..." Kythas pauses only for a moment to consider a more sinister possibility. "...Or a worse fate befalls them."

"If we can gather them before we depart, it would be best. It would take about an hour at most to be finished with it."

Kythas thanks Lilly for her evaluation of his physical condition, resisting the urge to make a joke about an itch as he hops up and shoos her pet away from his ear with a playful push.

"I'm ready to go when everyone else is." the elf proclaims as he makes a few last minute preparations.

Kythas will keep the manacles and key and return the mostly-full bottle of rum to his pack, leaving the unopened bottle in the care of Jask, hoping he'll keep it away from Aerys. .

Lastly, before he leaves, he will approach Aerys, despite the withering glances of Dantes and Kystra to apologize for his words.
letting her be if she's still/already asleep

"Well, so much for keeping stealthy." Kythas muttered to himself as he woke to the morning sun gleaming down on him and a vicious ache all over. "Well, that's what I get for passing out on a pile of rocks." he mused, casting a glance down at the small crab that was inspecting his leg. "I'm not dead yet, little fellow." he groaned, although he had certainly seen better days.
Ignoring the crustacean's futile efforts, he limped to his feet, cursing everything he could think of as his muscles cramped, stomach churned and head stung. Looking back to the Jenivere, he saw that the two half-elves were still there as well, also waking.
"No sense in playing hide-and-seek anymore." he thought.
Red-eyed and sore from head to toe, Kythas tentatively approaches the pair on the ruined ship, calling out to them as he closes.
"Well, we survived our first night on this pile of rocks and sand, how about we head back to camp and try to find our way back to civilization together?"

Fighting against the throbbing aches and pains, the elf tries to stave off urge to collapse into the surf for an extended nap as he waits, swaying slightly, for their answer.

Once he gets back to camp, Kythas will sit still for Lilly's prodding and poking, trying to ignore the additional inspections of her pet as she does her work. "My tongue usually has a green tint to it." he'll explain with a forced smile during the procedure.

The sounds of Kystra's voice as as she begins to speak words of magic shakes Kythas out of his dreary mental state and he pushes the overwhelming presence of guilt and pain out of his head.

Turning his attention back to the Jenivere and the two half-elves, he watches as Kystra's prayer sheathes Aerys with a soft glow of benevolent-appearing light.
"Come on Kystra, talk some sense into her and lets get back to camp." he pleads to the oracle, just under his breath. "I promise, I'll let her be."

His ears straining to hear more of the conversation, but the only pieces he can make out are in a language he hears often in these parts, but never took the effort to learn.

Stealth (to keep hidden) 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Perception (just in case they switch to a language he understands) 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Kythas will remain in his spot and continue to observe, silently rooting Kystra on and hoping she'll forgive him for his foolish taunting of Aerys later, unless something drastic occurs.

A bit zombified this am when I posted the "spying on Aerys and Kystra" bit and wanted to say that Kythas wished for his bow to shoot potential ambushers that dared to attack the girls and NOT to shoot the girls themselves!!!

That is all! :P

"This isn't good." Kythas mutters under his breath as he watches the pair of half-elves from a perceived "hidden" spot behind a small outcropping of rocks.
Wishing he had the foresight to bring his bow, the green-haired elf continued to loose silent profanities at himself and the two women on the ruined ship. "Insanity..." He thought quietly as he observed, wishing he could get a better hiding place for listening, but not seeing an open that wouldn't risk the women spotting him with their sharp vision.
"Venemous affection indeed." he whispered to himself, unable to shake Aerys' accusation from his thoughts. The image of the red-haired human laughing at him mockingly becoming impossible to dismiss.

I can't do this... he finally admitted.

Defeated, he turned his back on the women and the Jenivere and collapsed into a seated position against the rocks. His head in his hands pounding and with no drink or resistance left to fight them, he let the memories claim him.

I just realized Kythas has a +2 to his Bluff skill vs. Humans. Is Bluff an option in place of Diplomacy?
I know its bad form and all to pull his racial enemy bonus, but those Diplomacy rolls are kiilers, maybe a little honeyed tongue trickery is in order?
evil grin

Once the initial rush passes from the heated confronation with Aerys, the elf finds himself strangely saddened and angered with his taunting actions towards the woman. Watching in growing self-loathing as Kystra goes off into the night after her, he swallows his fool pride and decides to act.
"What manner of fiend am I becoming?"
I was beginning to like that woman...
Grabbing Jask's manacles and key, he quickly swaps out his rum for the heavy iron bonds and heads off into the direction the two half-elves made off in. Taking it into his head to follow silently and watch unobserved before determining which approach to use.
Stealth to follow the pair without notice. 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (6) + 8 = 14
Perception to eavesdrop on the conversation. 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16

In case there are any hostile beasts in the area, Kythas has his curve blade and dagger with him.

Well, that went better than planned... Oh wait! No it didn't!

Hopefully we'll find her before more of those giant lobster things do or she'll return when she realizes there isn't a 24-hour bar on the island...

..or IS there?

I actually had to edit out Kythas taking a swallow of the rum after delivering the Courtship speech, because it looked so heartless that even I couldn't keep it in!

"Apparently the courtship is over." Kythas sighs aloud as Aerys disappears into the night. A bit taken aback that she actually ran off, but in no mood to chase down another half-elf for the second time in one day.
Looking at the rest of the group, he says flatly, "Well, I didn't expect her to do that!"

"But of course it wouldn't sink, My Dear." the elf replied to Aerys with a twisted smirk, "Because we'd find a bucket for you to bail with as we set to Sargava. I'm certain that would be of more use to us than assaulting a tree with your fists?
Unrelenting in his verbal assault, yet keeping his tone only slightly mocking, he adds. Why, we'd just string a bit of this," withdrawing his opened bottle of rum from his pack and shaking it pointedly at the half-elf, "at the prow of the boat, and I'd wager we'd make better time to port on the jet of your bailing than we would on a galley with a full compliment of Ulfen rowers and a tailwind blown by Gozreh himself."

Leaping to Dantes' defense, Kythas immediately interjects as soon as Sasha and Aerys have spoken, "I believe what my good-hearted companion is trying to say is that we won't partake in anything that may prove exceptionally foolish or detrimental to our continued survival as a whole by rushing blindly into every dangerous situation that arises." The elf will fight the urge to cast a bitter glare at Sasha as he continues, his voice beginning to drip with a small measure of vehemence. "As well as assuring you that it is not our intention to hop into said lifeboat, should we come across one, and leave your collected rears behind should we deem that the boat would better accommodate five than ten."
Forcing as much calm and reassurance into his voice as he can, "We're all in this together, like it or not, and the point is that we will make decisions, unless they need to be made on the spot, as a group and that we won't leave any of you behind."

"Although YOU I'd like to leave staked out on an anthill." Kythas quietly thinks to himself as he finally gives in to his bitter distaste of the red-haired human.

Tomorrow it is!
G'night!

"Sounds like a solid plan." Kythas replies as soon as Dantes has delivered his speech, "I'll join you on the scouting team, the sooner we find a way off this rock the better."

Moving on to the next day sounds great!
Kythas has already skirted disaster twice!

Also, nice roll on influencing Aerys Kystra. First double digit roll for the task yet!

Watching silently as Ishirou leaves, Kythas remains seated for awhile, inspecting the brightly polished elven steel of his weapon as it gleamed slightly under the sheen of heavy mist. His mind temporarily lost in the past.

I think Dantes developed decent bonds with Gelik and Jask on the voyage, but I don't want to push his good will with them. The other three, Dantes will likely leave anyone else alone due to his social awkwardness; he chooses his words well, but his delivery is inevitably gruff and stilted. Even the other PCs who were crew members he's going to be a bit slow getting to know, though exploring with them will certainly help in that regard.

Kythas has the same problem, but as opposed to being short and gruff, he speaks using needlessly long sentances and a slew of 2 copper words, which to some sounds eloquent, but others find grating or condescending. Especially when it appears as though he is talking at someone as opposed to with them. Or worse, talking down to them through a sense of verbal superiority.

I'd definately support an RP bonus to dice rolls for well-thought out approaches or good form. Nothing too much, maybe a +1 to +3 bonus. At least until they're friendly. Just so Kystra doesn't have to do all the NPC interactions on her own!

Lastly Kythas will likely ignore Sasha until she approaches him, as he loathes her. As for Aerys, he figures that, at the moment, he had best leave her be as more alcohol may only fuel her violence.

Pondering the dwarf's words regarding the Jask, Kythas surprisingly agrees wholeheartedly. "He is considerate and thoughtful it appears." the elf says, looking over at the recently freed human, "Two qualities that are rare in any race, especially so in his."

Pointing to Ishirou, he adds "That one too seems to be more competent than he would appear. I would like to go see if he can be of some use to us in the job of defending our camp, but be prepared to smooth things over just in case."

Kythas cautiously approaches the sitting human, waiting until he draws his blade to polish it before he engages the strange man.
"Ishirou is it?" he asks softly, taking his curve blade, still sheathed, off his back and sitting across from Ishirou as he proceeds, "You put that blade to impressive use today on the sands. You felled two of the creatures that would have dined on us before I could even react effectively. Kythas continues as he draws his own blade out to begin sharpening it himself, hoping the man would note the fine craftmanship of the weapon and not take the act as a threat. "It would be a shame not to put that elegant weapon you hold to use again should it be needed. Would you be able to help set up a strong defense to repel any that would attack us Ishirou?"

Kythas will sit patiently and await the Tian's answer... or attack.

Diplomacy!1d20 ⇒ 8

No problem!
I'm just going to whittle back the post lengths and frequency so I'm not posting 2 and 3 in a brick. I often miss things when I see someone posting several lengthy posts in a row myself. So its not that I'm disappointed, just trying to find a good balance of posting! :D

I'll prolly try to talk to Ishirou in a bit. I have an angle. LOL.

Prior to Avarthiel's meeting regarding the journal

"You are most welcome Kystra, to tell you the truth, I feel just as out of place whenever we stay too long in the big port cities, it seems I spend the majority of my time either on our ship or worse, in the bars or jails."
Kythas half-smiles at the recent memories and then waits to see what the Captain's log reveals.

Back in the now

Seeking out Dantes once again the elf whispers nervously to the dwarf, "I have to admit I did not see this coming, I mean the Cap'n was Chellaxian and all, so betrayal was probably inevitable, but for the affections of a girl?" Kythas shrugged in disbelief at the notion. "Gold I would have thought him capable, not this. Anyway, I'd like the opportuntiy to speak with him for sure." he concluded, tapping the hilt of his curve blade suggestively.

Kythas, I like having plenty of posts to read and react to. I am sorry that I can't keep up, but don't want you to not post the cool stuff you think of because I am slow.

My last 2 IC posts were completely irrelevant. The first got no response from Kystra and the second was all fluff I got wrong. LOL.

Am trying to get the stuff we gathered so far passed out so we know who'll be carrying what incase we get attacked by something that actually hurts us too, also not to much avail (2 posts her in the OOC).

I figure I have to be talking too much for the general speed of this PbP and am getting the "Ugh! another long post from Kythas... Scroll down."

I'll still post cool stuff, just gonna drop it down a bit. *wink*

I'll be posting much less frequently in the future. Reviewing my post count, I think I'm posting too much!

Elves.

Apparently the creative directors at Pathfinder decided to sneak it into the forums that we no longer reverie, but need a solid 8 hours of sleep now...
To explain beds in the homes no less.

Who would have thought you could do more than sleep in a bed?

Also, yay for an entire party with no ranks in Bluff / Diplomacy / Intimidate :)

It certainly adds a level of realism to being stranded in a hostile environment! Nobody trusting each other, power struggles to decide who's the boss, conflicts of interest, deciding who to eat first, etc...

I could imagine how easy it would be to gain some familiarity with those 3 skills as you level in such an environment too. Probably just as easy as Survival or Knowledge: Nature given that you would need to be able to successfully interact with the others if you wanted to live... long.