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"I'm gonna enjoy a good meal, a warm bed, and a pouch full of gold. Then I'm leaving this Gods forsaken mountain. If I never saw this place, it'll have been too soon." While the words of encouragement and thanks are welcome, getting warm from the cold and getting off the mountain are higher on Merisiel's list of priorities.
Continuing to fight the fire, Merisiel hopes no one else got hurt too badly.
Unturned by the challenge before her, Merisiel continues to try and put out the fire, hoping the inferno will be sweltered soon. Taking a look outside, she sees Sharna get much larger and move towards the water trough. "Good idea Sharna!"
Since she's in the middle of the flames, Merisiel will quickly grab a bucket (), and attempt to help put out the fire.
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"I'm on it!" As soon as the spell is cast upon her, Merisiel will run into the burning building, looking for survivors and calling to them.
"Hello!? Anyone in here!? We need to flee!! This building is gonna fall!!"
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Pulling her rapier as she moves, Merisiel rushes forward and attempts to take out the closest Beastman to her.
"Run! We'll take care of the beasts!"
"Quit the chit-chat! That sled had the bones on them!! We gotta find those things or our payday doesn't come!" Still looking through the snow, Mericiel moves her attention to the crash site, thinking the bones might be there somewhere. "Weren't those things magical? See if you spell casters can find it better!"
Pulling herself out of the snow, Merisiel quickly dashes to her feet, running after the sled. After the crash and ensuing carnage, Merisiel hopes Volk is ok. Then she immediately realizes that her sled had the bones! -Posted with Wayfinder
Still freaking out at the fact she's on an out of control sled, Merisiel tries to calm the dogs down so she can regain control and not end up an elf shaped hole in the snow.
Trying her best to stay on the sled before it tumbles with her on it, Merisiel attempts to put the sled right.
"Oh Gods! HELP ME!!"
83 damage!?!? How in the blood soaked Hells did you do that!? I can see the Empowered effect with the x1.5 multiplier, but everything is is greek to me. I stab kidneys, not cast spells!
If not taken out by TNS: "Hey! Get away from my sled!" Merisiel draws another dagger and throws it at the driver, hoping to throw them off course.
Preparing for the worst, Merisiel prepares to throw a dagger at the nearest enemy that shows aggression.
Dice Rolls:
"I will gladly get off this Gods forsaken mountain, Jory." Merisiel breathes a sigh of relief that the beastmen gave up the chase.
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"Mush!" Merisiel cracks the reigns and gets the dogs going as fast as she can. "Keep them off us! They might eventually give up the chase!" If the bones are truely as valuable to the beastmen as they are acting, that may be longer than Merisiel thinks.
Merisiel takes her chances, dashing for the sled and hopping aboard, tossing the bone package into the sled. Glancing back, she sees the hoard of beastmen, and realizes this could be her last adventure. With a crack of the reigns, she's off. [spoiler=Elven]"Bad day! Bad day! Bad day!" -Posted with Wayfinder
How do you steer this thing!? There are six pedals but only four directions!!
In a hushed whisper, Merisiel speaks to her allies, her voice a little shaky. "Prepare yourselves. I'm going to grab the bones, then run back to the dog sled." "Jory, give me cover with your bow if you can. Spell casters, try and distract them. If this works, we can all go home in one piece. Drinks are on me. If not..." She doesn't finish. Being outnumbered 3-1 were not good odds.
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Merisiel draws her rapier and a dagger, ready for whatever these beastmen are planning. "Jory, don't fire until we know they're hostile, as amazing it would be if they weren't wanting our heads on pikes."
Our new GM has convinced me to stay. I guess I was just impatient and wanting to slow things down. Things haven't been going my way in a lot of things, and I thought a new game would help me cope. I'll stick through it. I was just wondering if I could attempt to disable the trap on the slab. If it's magical, I can still disable it due to Trapfinding. Real-Life Scenario for a trap going off without a Disable Attempt. GM: "Yep, it's trapped."
Moments later: *Earth Elementals open coffin and take con drain*
Sound like a plan? Perhaps?
Wow...I missed so much... Listen, I haven't done jack squat since we started. I think now is a good time for this. I feel like I should leave. Due to my schedule, I rarely have time to post, so when 10 different things happen and I just stood there and look iconic, it isn't all that fun. Guys, good bye. It was nice knowing you guys. -Posted with Wayfinder
"It appears we have company, then." Dropping the pickaxe, Merisiel draws her rapier, hoping the magic users of the party can get the door open. "If we can open this stone door, we could escape inside."
I wouldn't be able to use Roll20 due to restrictions I have where I live. Unless someone will move for me. Otherwise, let us know when you're ready! -Posted with Wayfinder
If we're able to get a new GM, be it someone from the forums or you, I'd be glad to stick around. Keep us updated, ok?
I'd gladly wait, but if it's taken him this long to reply to us, we may as well quit. I had fun while it lasted, though. Even though I couldn't post during the entire first encounter ;P
+20 on Knowledge Engi!?!? I have never seen a skill that high naturally!
Picking up one of the pickaxes from the dog sled for herself and a couple others, Merisiel walks over to the frozen over door, dropping the other pickaxes into the snow. "We shouldn't just rush in, we never know what may be on the other side of that door." "I think we should attempt to break the ice around the door to get in. Whatever is in there, be it our objective or something else, we will need to be able to approach it quietly. A fireball would definately make a lot of noise." She grins, giving Markavious a wayward glance. Putting her rapier away, she starts hacking at the door with the pickaxe, hoping she won't be the only one working on it.
"Anyone want to join me?"
Keeping her stance, Merisiel draws her rapier, a dagger in her off hand as she prepares for whatever is going to happen. "Gods that thing is big..."
We be waiting on GM Skipper, but he hasn't said anything for a few days. I'll still wait for him at least.
Uh, GM? You still there? Your last post was on the 24th, four days ago. We can't have a story without the narrator!
"We should be ready to flee should the beast recognise the ruse. Jory, if you can be of support back with the dog sleds, that would be best, since you and I can rush the dogs in for a rescue just in case." Reaching into her backpack, Merisiel pulls out a few glass flasks. "If it would be of any help, I have a few flasks of oil for my lantern. If this creature is weak to fire, these may be useful. Perhaps Sharna or her bird can drop them and the fire elemental can do what it does best." Merasiel stations herself by one of the dogsleds, ready to flee or attempt rescue, whichever is needed.
Merisiel gets out of the sled, slowing moving up to Markavious, trying not to have her footfalls be too hard. "Let's hope this beast is a heavier sleeper than Valeros." She keeps a dagger in her hand, just in case she needs it. She glances around to see if anything else may be threatening the party.
Staying on the sled to avoid treading snow, Merisiel draws a couple of daggers, ready for something from a distance. "Thank the gods they didn't get to the eggs. Another beast in this mess would have been just a bit much, don't you think?" "Should we proceed with our climb?"
"I think my bed had a rock in it or something." Merasiel rubs her lower back. She takes position as a passenger in the last sled. If something should go wrong, she can jump out and still be able to flank.
Think we should skip on to nightfall and then on to daybreak? There's nothing else to do in this tavern besides drink and sleep. I vote we skip to the next morning. Anyone want to say something else?
Sighing, Merisiel takes off her coat and approaches the bar. "I say we make for the peak at first light. We just got here, and I know a good drink will help me get some sleep." Merisiel sits at the bar, ushering over the barkeeper. "Pint of your house brew. I'm thirsty."
Merisiel shakes the snow off her coat as she enters the lodge, enjoying the warmth it brings. She passes on taking the wands. "If I am in danger, I will find a way out of it." She gives a bow to Rysam. "Greetings, and thank you for the equipment. I do hope it isn't too much trouble." While listening to Rysam's instructions, Merisiel thinks back on what she has heard about Rysam and his association with the Grand Lodge.
After hearing the what the actual journey will entail, she turns to her travel companions to work on a plan for the trip. "So how shall we do this? There are three sleds, and six of us, so two people per sled? Someone with ranged abilites in each sled should we need to make a run for it? We should have someone who is skilled in travel and navigation in the lead." A thought crosses her mind. "When should we depart? I don't know about the rest of you, but I could use a hot meal and a place to rest my feet."
I'm in GMT-7 (US MST), but I don't usually post until later at night, since I've got strict rules at my current residence about computer access, and I don't have cell service for something like the Wayfinder. If I don't post too often, I apologize.
Merisiel chuckles a little as the two masters of the arcane arts show off their animals. "If nothing else, those two will most definitely be entertaining to watch, even if this trip is all for nothing." She then turns to Markavious and speaks to him in Elven. Elven: "I've seen spellcasters with creatures before. That scorpion is your Arcane Bond, no? Just don't let me find him in my bedroll in the middle of the night."
"There will always be a more pleasant place to reside, my companions. I just hate to think what would be more unpleasant." Merisial thinks a little about a few rumors she may have heard regarding Galt or Osprey. It'll get her mind off of the cold nipping at her ears, even under her winter cloak.
"I feel like I've been here before...well, onward and upward, shall we?" Merisiel is fairly well known around the lodge, so seeing her taking part in a quest such as this is fairly common place. She insists on taking a slight lead, keeping hidden in the wind and fog.
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