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I agree in theory, but all too often, the near silent type just is that...silent. Until combat, when the rolls start. And then...quiet.

Thanks for the game. I hadnt realised how poorly a near silent monk fits in a pbp may have to rethink him for further pbp. or go for jomething completely different with the 2xp

Yeah, the silent, brooding type doesn't work very well in PbP, which requires everyone to do their part to prompt and move the story along. All it takes is for 2 or 3 people to be quiet and it feels like only one or two are actually playing.

Thanks again for running these scenarios, GM!

"Of course they are melting. They were flash frozen, but it's nearly summer. The air in here is more than warm enough to melt ice."

Lilyth ripped her spear out of the wight and slammed the haft with her hand, spraying blood droplets onto the floor. She smiled as the thing collapsed, and then turned to the others. The celebration was minimal, and she followed Evarice out of the room.

perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

"By the Traveler! What will these idiot cultists not do to meet their end?"

Seeing the wight heading for the others, Lilyth swiftly rounded the pool to strike at it with her spear.

attack, bless, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 27
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

crit confirm, bless, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 1 + 2 = 10
damage: 2d8 + 12 ⇒ (3, 2) + 12 = 17

None for me

"These cultists have to be the biggest idiots on the planet. To go waltzing through a trap-laden ancient temple with no reward other than to be the last one standing? I mean, at least we're getting paid for this... "

Lilyth trailed off as she saw the flayed men hanging over the pit. Immediately her spear was held at the ready as she looked into the pool of blood to see the thing bathing there.

"Evarice, you take the left and I'll take the right!"

Lilyth moved into the room to the right of the pool and readied her spear.

Readied attack, bless: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 4 + 1 = 14
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

"Indeed. Seems that we aren't the only ones that have a low opinion of these cultists' intellect. Leaving an unexplored room behind us isn't a good idea, but since we left the cultists behind, we might as well go down here. We can stop ont he way back if we feel it is needed."

"Indeed. Whatever would we do without you?" Lilyth followed Evarice into the the rough-looking passage, carefully avoiding the trap that Adinomo had indicated.

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Lilyth followed the others up the rope, her longspear fastened firmly to her pack. It made the climb awkward, but she manged to make it to the top with the others. Once there, she looked around to see if there was anything of interest while she waited for Adinomo to check the doors.

"Shall we continue to the right, as we have been?"

climb: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

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"We know this one happened," Said Lilyth, pointing to the scenes of the opera house. "I wonder if the rest of these did as well, and if the cultists were responsible for all of these events? If so, all the more reason for them to be wiped out."

Lilyth shouted, "Quick, get in here!" The moment Bartholimu and Adinomo made it through the door, she lent her muscle to closing the portal.

As the bats came pouring out over them, Lilyth ducked her head and held her free arm over her hair. She'd run into bats once before and one of the damn things had gotten so tangled up that she'd had to chop it out.

Holding until after Evarice. Lilyth has nothing. I checked

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"If Hustavan thinks the cultists are down these stairs, then I suppose down we must go. Come, Adinomo, let's be at it. And keep your eyes peeled for any traps our companion doesn't know about."

Lilyth waited only a moment to see if anyone would object to heading down. If not, she motioned to Adinomo to come with her, and carefully paced him downwards.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (5) + 3 = 8

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Lilyth tried stabbing at the creature once more, but smashed her elbow into Bartholimu, who had just moved up beside her.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

"Bigger this time," Lilyth added as she moved forward. She planted her spear in front of her, ready to attack the moment the creature was in reach.

readied attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

"Getting into trouble and then needing help out of it, from our experience. Seriously man, why don't you sit this one out?"

Lilyth hoists her spear and moves towards the stairs, waiting for Adinomo to scout them before descending.

Lilyth was happy to let Evarice talk to the man. It seemed that her companions were at least as effective fighting together as they had been in the opera house. That was good. Much more likely that they would all survive this mess.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (12) + 4 = 16
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Lilyth, seeing that she hadn't yet gotten the dogs' attention, decided to take the next step. She took it, and then jabbed at one of the dogs with her spear.

Stabbing at top-most dog.

Assuming the rubble is difficult terrain, I double move into the building.

Lilyth moved into the building, stumbling over the rubble as she hurried to get the dogs off of the man at the pulpit. She shouted at the dogs to get their attention.

"Over here, you mangy mutts! Leave off!"

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

"I agree, Eva. Lots of soot, and rubble. Definitely rubble."

"I have been wondering when we'd run into those vermin again. It was certain that we'd not got them all during our initial foray. I'll add my caution to that of the others, though, with regards to trusting this Hustavan character. Still an opportunistic man who found himself far deeper into these sorts of matters would likely reach out for help, and the Pathfinders are the best means to accomplish that."

"Regarding the ancillary matter, is there anything the Society knows about this temple that we should be aware of, or on the lookout for?"

Thanks for running this, GM.

Lilyth started to object as the barbarian grabbed up the stone, then shrugged. It wasn't as if he shouldn't already know the dangers of such actions. Between them, she and Evarice could likely cure the idiot of anything short of death. Or, at least hold off whatever ailment afflicted him until a priest of a higher order could be tasked to do it.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

"This is ridiculous!" Lilyth cried as she stabbed forward once more. They went from being a halfway competent contingent of combatants to a bunch of clowns in a farce. She grunted in exertion as she drove her separ forward, and this time her strike was much more on target.

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Lilyth lanced another strike out at the man in front of her, but slammed her elbow into the wall. The spear tip missed her target, and she cursed loudly.

attack, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (3) + 4 + 2 = 9
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

Again Lilyth struck out with her spear, and again she managed to hit nothing at all. But hey, at least she didn't stab Caelben.

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Are you sure about Caelben? I mean she's...he's prettier than Lilyth is!"

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7

Lilyth lashed out at the zombie in front of her, then switched places with Caelban, to allow the paladin to close with the foes.

Attack zombie. Hold move until Caelban's turn and switch places with her.

Lilyth cast a small orison and the end of her spear lit up to illuminate the area around them. "Yes, indeed. Let us go." She took the point of the format, hoping to use her longspear to good effect if they were suddenly attacked.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (10) + 3 = 13

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Lilyth continued to jab at the zombie, but was having a hard time in the crowded room.

attack, cover: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
damage: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17

Lilyth continued to attack the zombies, this time over Trajan's head.

Attacking solid line. Please apply cover as needed.

I am green-weak, so red/green, green/brown, blue/purple, and many other shades. I'll muddle through. Thanks for the info, stepping in and stabbing solid line

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (14) + 4 = 18
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Lilyth stepped to the other side of Evarice and jabbed out at the nearest zombie with her spear.

I am colorblind and can't designate targets by color, but I am going after the only one in range, in front of Evarice

Lilyth was about to channel some healing energy for those that had been injured in the latest combat when Evarice beat her to it. She smiled at the elf. "Oh, I can see traveling with you is going to be great fun. Two to split the work, two to do the dirty work. I like it."

Seeing that Bartholimu had already opened the next area, Lilyth motioned to the doors leading backstage. "I bet these go to the sme place. Anyone care to help me engage in a pincer maneuver?"

As soon as someone comes to join her, Lilyth will open the doors leading backstage.

attack, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 4 + 2 = 19
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

Lilyth drove her spear into the cultist between herself and Evarice.

"And now, fiend, it is time for you to see how welcoming your god will be. Wow, that sounded better in my head."

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"Tell me about it, sister!"

acrobatics: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Lilyth rolled to the side, putting the cultist between herslef and Evarice. Then, she struck out with her spear once more. Unfortunately, during the roll her hair came loose from its bun and got in her eyes, blinding her as she struck.

attack, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 4 + 2 = 7
damage: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23

Smiling as the cultist turned to her, Lilyth easily dodged his blow and stepped back, giving herself plenty of room to work her spear.

"You chose the wrong day to assail this theater. The play was bad enough, but you aren't going to live to regret raising the dead here."

attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Don't forget your bonus for Bless!

Lilyth opened the door in front of her. Seeing a cultist moving on the other side of a loosely hanging curtain, she thrust her spear at him.

It was too congested in these little rooms. Taking a chance, Lilyth sprinted up onto the stage tot he door there, listening to see if this door connected to the room where the combat was going on.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20

"Why do nobles always insist on ordering you to do what you were already doing in the first place? Yes, sir, killing zombies, sir!" Lilyth's snarky reply was followed by quick movement as she hurried to find the next set of survivors...or more directly, undead.

Snarl, quip, move, then open adjacent door when others are with her.

perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (19) + 3 = 22

Reading the note, Lilyth grimaced. "This does not bode well for Wuthers, I am afraid. It looks like he was duped into finding this object he was looking for, then killed or sacrificed, or something. And it doesn't look as if this cultist cleric was working alone, either. This just keeps getting better and better."

Lilyth stepped into the room and jabbed at the remaining zombie.

attack,bless: 1d20 + 4 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 4 + 1 = 20
damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8