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Thanks for the botting! I feel you are a much better Morof than I.

Hi, RL is kicking me in the balls atm, I'll be back by Thursday. Please bot me as required

Morof was expecting more zombies, and is sure more will come. He decides to hold his more powerful spells for later so he only shoots a blinding shot at the nearest zombie.

Pretty sure I Vod is covering the zombies. So...

Blinding ray into melee with cover @red: 1d20 + 3 - 4 - 4 ⇒ (14) + 3 - 4 - 4 = 9

Put myself safely behind everyone.

"Let's get this over with.", Morof comments a little nervous. He still can't get used to the idea of undead about.

Sorry I haven't been able to keep up with all the RP. My spell list is just as it was before the fight. It's in my sheet.

Morof breathes heavily as he sees the Stag Lord fall. He was beginning to worry that his arrows would do serious harm to his friends. He thanks Akiros for his help and asks "So, what do you want to do now?"

Later, he walks the premises with Lina and Akiros to check everything. He keeps his eyes peeled for anything hidden.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 30

He also detects magic to see if there is anything of note in the room.

The illusionist mostly stays out of the conversations, feeling a little awkward himself, but he does react when he is reminded of Davik. He suggests "We should tend to this as soon as we can. It's so sad when souls linger in our plane out of hatred."

Maybe it gave you the confidence to hit hard?

If I remember correctly, he only needs to make the Reflex vs Grease once, only needs to roll every round if he fails the first.

Morof continues trying to overpower the bandit lord with spells. He conjures a dark ray at him.

Ray of enfeeblement into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (18) + 3 - 4 = 17
Str dmg: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4

Morof sees the leader and thinks their life will be easier if he doesn't have his bow. He grabs some butter from his pouch and throws it at the bandit lord, along with an incantation. The flying butter now turns towards the man's bow.

Grease on Stag lord's bow. DC 15

Thanks for botting me, sorry for my absence.

I understand, but I won't charge him just yet. :P

Only one dude up? I'll let you have him.

Morof dismisses his slipping spell to make it easier for his friends to deal with the last bandit standing.

Morof looks at Brental weirdly as he scratches his head on him, but he doesn't move out of sheer social awkwardness.

Morof feels this isn't the worst fight, but he still doesn't wish things to go too badly. He pulls out a scroll from his stack and reads it.

Casting Grease from the scroll. Don't know how to draw on roll20, sorry. It's on the floor just north of Brental, including mister yellow and mister purple if possible.

Instead of celebrating the victory, Morof winces from some light cramps on his left arm. He remembers some people stretching in the morning and he begins to see why. As the others get ready to move on, Morof actually starts to stretch his limbs, as if he is about to go for a morning run.

Just before the others are ready to go, he casts an illusion which creates many copies of himself.

Mirror Image: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

He joins the conversation and says "Signy and I talked about letting the owlbear loose. I'm sure it will have something to say to these bandits."

Thanks Brental. By the GM's description, we were woken up with practically a jump scare, so that's why it sounded that I didn't have time to prepare spells. The only difference between what I wanted to prepare and what I actually did was that usually I have Detect Thoughts for some non-combat situation.

@GM: Am I correct to assume Morof didn't have time to prepare spells? Which would mean I'm stuck with yesterday's list when we did that Silent Image of the undead?

Morof follows Signy and Akiros' instructions carefully, not wanting to ruin everything.

The illusionist doesn't want to use his more powerful spells yet, so he just tries blinding the bandit.

Blinding Ray into melee: 1d20 + 3 - 4 ⇒ (13) + 3 - 4 = 12

That hits if Nugrah is flat footed.

As Morof waits for Signy, he thinks of a way to become invisible easily. He remembers reading about some theories of putting an invisibility spell in a ring to make it very easy to cast. He starts remembering the formulas, but Signy comes back as he is still making sense of the basics.

Morof hears Signy's report (and reading her ooc questions) and muses whispering "Are you thinking of letting the owlbear loose?" He hadn't thought of it, but now it sounds like a good idea. Poor creature, he thinks.

Morof keeps his head down, thinking some shadow is about to jump on him.

Glad I don't have to roll for climb.

I hope you feel better! Drink lots of liquid.

Morof would be played by Hugo Weaving early in his career.

Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Morof tries keeping up with Signy and gets ready to hide himself with some magic in case anything goes wrong. Of course he discussed this with Signy first, and she knows that if he needs to hide quickly, he'll turn invisible in a few seconds.

OMG oops

Morof doesn't add to the conversation, but he wonders if there is magic he should know that would help in this situation. Maybe some day he will know.

I have a feeling that in the future Swift Girding will be useful for some Sailor Moon/Saint Seiya action.

Sorry again. Happy new year!

In the last weeks, I have moved and hosted family. There is still furniture to buy, but I think the worst is over.

Morof is the last one to suspect of the man. He is glad that someone offered a subterfuge to get into the fort. He is silent as he doesn't want his social awkwardness to scare the man away.

When asked about his motives, he finally speaks "I am... finding out about my heritage. And there is an interesting promise to whoever rids these lands of the Stag, so I am a little curious about that."

He, of course, takes good care of Lina's spellbook, better than his own even. He is also glad that he doesn't have to part with his component pouch.

Finally, he asks for some time to get his spells prepared.

I guess, there's no need for levitate and "invading" spells, right?

I'm here! Catching up!

Really sorry for my absence. I think things are starting to stabilize!

Happy holidays! Sorry I've been absent, and I'm glad for the light tricks on the Stag lord's shot.

Kind of like a splash weapon? Is that how it works?

I'm not sure what Morof would be able to do with poison.

Morof is impressed with Brental and says "That is impressive magic! I suppose druids are far more resourceful than I would have given them credit."

After, he thanks Lina for helping him understand his own handwriting "You make a lot of sense when you talk of the conjuration. I suppose the mist does come from the water plane, doesn't it!"

Answering Meneas, he says "Or I could just make Veil able to climb walls. That is, if you can convince him to do so."

Sorry for my absence everyone. It's a busy year's end for me. Just loot my spell slots as you like.

Morof replies to Brental "Well, I can make some sounds, but not remove your sound. Still, if you're invisible, it's really hard to tell where you are exactly."

Oh, if it's just spider climb, then it's fine. An obs mist is cheaper than making everyone invisible. It's viable. We'll need today to scribe those scrolls though...

Morof replies to Lina "I can do both. But the climbing spell is more reliable. The other makes you float. A little wind may blow you away from the wall and... well, away from the fort in general."

Wait, Lina, I think you might be overestimating what I can do with magic. We're only level 3. What sort of buff are you expecting from me?

After hearing the description of the fort, he realizes there is no easily accessible well to poison, so he ends up agreeing with Meneas "Yes, we'll have a few seconds of distraction to be able to sneak in through the other side. We might need a plan after that as well."

Thinking a bit more, he says "I think we should engage the Stag lord as quickly as we can. Once he is defeated, the others might give up. Just like what happened with the group we ambushed on the road."

Morof replies to Brental "Let's hope they have a well then. Did you see anything?" Turning to Lina, he says "Well, to my knowledge, if there's a dead animal in the water for long enough, the water will become unfit to drink. With Brental's permission, we could tie a dead critter to a rock and drop it in their well, if they have one. It will take a few days but eventually they'll have to come out to fetch water from the river. If that's successful, we know the source of the poison and we can remove the dead animal, and the water will clean out after a while."

Come morning, Morof is a little tired from his work. He has been ignoring the talk about strategy to avoid thinking of how cross he is about it. However, he wakes up and reviews his work, having finished a few scrolls.

Grease, Obscuring Mist, Ray of Enfeeblement, Color Spray. Basically his level 1 prepared list + one from the Arcane Bonded item. Didn't want to overextend the GMs gracefulness in letting me make the scrolls in the middle of nowhere.

He wakes up in a better mood and asks "Did you see a well in there? Or are they taking water from the river? If it's from the river, we can try to poison their water supply. If it's a well, it would be harder."

Yeah, it was worth the try. But stealth missions usually require constant stealth rolls, so you'd better have an incredible bonus (wish you'd gone invisible).

Maybe we can dig our way in?

Morof struggles to have his horse go after Lina, seeing how panicked he is. Eventually they start to retreat together. Morof says visibly annoyed "Well, I liked the original plan where we didn't rush into the fort and just prepared scrolls and adequate spells and had a surprise attack. I am no strategy mastermind, but I'm sure anything would have been better than this." His voice sounds squeaky.

Morof tries to calm his horse and

Handle Animal: 1d20 ⇒ 8

fails to do so. He doesn't understand what Lina said but he's sure he shouldn't be there.

Do we hear that they figured out they were illusions?

He thinks he is too far from Brental to ask him to release them, so he keeps trying to calm his horse.

Handle Animal: 1d20 ⇒ 16
Handle Animal: 1d20 ⇒ 11
Handle Animal: 1d20 ⇒ 4
Handle Animal: 1d20 ⇒ 20

Morof feels like an artist as he weaves a scary undead into being.

Morof is very concentrated with his scribbling when the bells ring. He looks up annoyed and says "What is all that ruckus? Can't a wizard work in peace anymore?" Then, the realisation hits him. He gets up walking around a little lost then Meneas gives him a task. "Yes, yes! Let me... try something."

He considers the image of a pegasus being ridden by an elven king. About Meneas' idea he says "I'm not powerful enough for that, I can conjure just one creature. I'll make a big undead, but it'd help if we could lure the real undead to the gates. I'm not good at conjuring light, can you help make the undead better seen, Lina?"

Upon cue, cast Silent Image: A big undead walking slowly towards the gate.

Sorry for my absence. I recently moved overseas and my wife just arrived, so we've been doing a lot of bureaucracy.

Also, I'll cast the illusions Lina suggested to help with the stealth mission.

Morof replies to Brental "For my preparations today, I can make one person invisible for a few minutes." He doesn't wander too far, just finds himself a place where he can work.

3 minutes, to be precise.

@Lina: That's correct. I'd be using my slots today. Unless you think I should be saving them for something else. I was under the impression we'd wait one day to check the general routine of the gate and scribe scrolls, as well as have Brental's insect friends take a look.

Morof is a little worried for his new friends. He knows they realize the bandits lied, but they seem like they could easily turn just as bullying as them if they're not careful. Still, he doesn't know how to word this. He says shyly "I'm going to work on some scrolls to be better prepared for when we go."

Gonna work on scrolls the rest of the day.

Morof finds himself intrigued at undead born out of a curse and his thought actually wonders off thinking what he can do about it.

Y'all scare me.

Morof knows he isn't a good talker, so he feels a little stupid in the conversation. He looks the bandits over, trying to see if any of them knows anything about magic.

Absolutely no idea what to roll for this.

Perception: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (10) + 11 = 21

Very happy to know you're ok and sorting everything out. I'll be here.

Thanks for the recommendation.