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Greetings all. Unfortunately I've come to the unfortunate conclusion that it is time for me to step away from these boards for a while. Life keeps throwing darts, and I don't have the concentration or motivation to continue at this time. Thanks for the opportunity, and I apologize for any inconvenience this might cause. Hopefully if like settles down I can return someday... but if not Happy Gaming to you all and best wishes.
"Let's just walk around the way the others went. No need to reinvent the wheel". She leads the others back to rejoin the reminder of the party just in time to see Gorn trying on the large steel mask. "What are you doing"?
Myl nods at her part of the team... "I'm not sure this is wise. I've often heard separating is the death of the part....y.... Don't open it. It's trapped. Let's go around and join the others".
Mylvanni moves forward, cursing under her breath at the conditions, and pulling forth her bow and arrow as she moves. Bow
We're all a little discombobulated at the moment. I have no doubts that we'll learn to function better as a team, but I'm sure we're a handful at the moment with different characters taking different tactics. As in real life while Myl might have the experience to be the leader, she is not charismatic, and tends to delegate others to their more suitable tasks. Don't have an issue with making tough decisions, but will defer to those with more aptitude in particular tasks... short of outright evil acts.
Mylvani joins Gorn and Grim in trying to move the crates. STR Check.
"Those crates might help us as much as they help whoever moved them there. It is dangerous to sleep in the lair of the enemy, however if we keep vigil it might be possible".
Myl meditates for a while in the quiet beneath the baths, then silently watches over the others as they sleep. "They sleep with no guilt. How? She discusses how long she should let them sleep with anyone else on watch before deciding that a little extra rest never hurt anyone.
Myl trusts the others to do their jobs and keep watch. She needs time to get back her wind... and confidence. HP Recovery
"Ouch! That hurt. Perhaps we should take Gorn to a safer place to heal, before we continue. I know I could use a rest".
I like this. I believe the 2d20 system has something much like this, but the "complication" varied depending upon what you were doing. For example failing a jump/Athletics check might twist your ankle, and you're -5' movement for the day. I know that complicates things, so I'd be Okay with the Exhaustion rule. I get very frustrated when the plot is taken over with bad dice rolls.
Standing in shock for just a moment, then her soldier instincts take over and Myl advances on the flaming idiot and strikes forth with her fine elven weapon.
If that takes him down she moves to the remaining burnt cultist. If he's still up she remains and attacks again. Scimitar blade 2
...sigh
Myl follows behind Grim searching the bodies for any clues once they are safely permanently dead. "Look around the room to see if there is anything hidden".
CON Save Mylivanni seems distracted and has to be urged to join any conversations seems something is on her mind. So this is what leadership is all about. It is most stressful. Am I cut out for this role, or am I better suited to follow? The responsibility is taxing... but I must push through".
"I have often thought that the only good necromancer is a "permanently" dead one". Then Myl hears the snick of the secret door. "Ah. Perhaps this gives us another option. Let's tie him up and bring him behind the secret door... perhaps with the rest of these corpses as well.". "So what do you think? Leave them here as a warning, or stash them behind the secret entrance"?
Seeing the last adjacent enemy fall, Myl puts her head down, and charges into the next room to confront the Necromancer.
"Ahhh! You're going to wish you'd never taken up the black arts"!
Hopes End Attack 1
Hopes End Follow up attack
Rally! Now we have an enemy and a course of action we can all agree on".
Myl knows that sneaking and ambushing are not her strength, so she lets the more light-footed members of her crew take the initiative on the ambush. Moving slowly and trying to make as little noise as possible, she is delighted to see the results of Donal's foray were positive. "Well in that case let's 'casually' work our way over and let ourselves in".
Myl remains in the alley as she had all day. She is used to long boring watches, and performs several mental exercises as she waits. Finally she is joined by Donal, and Grim. She nods as they join her, and makes some small talk. She nods towards the building. "Mal is somewhere in there I believe. We should really have a discussion about discipline when this evenings events have unfolded". Perception She then tilts her head, her long ears lending assistance to the sounds of the city. "I believe the human has the keys".
I'll be out of the country on a business trip next week, and am not sure what my posting availability will be. Just FYI so you won't think I've deserted you. Feel free to DMPC
"Sound Plan Greymantle. Has anyone ever been in here? Perhaps there is a room where disrobing and armor / weapons are stored. Maybe one of us good with words could step inside and inquire.
Myl is conflicted at her charges splitting up, but also understands that too firm a fist only damages what you hold. She knows it will take a little time for the others to complete their duties, so takes it upon herself to find an inconspicuous spot near the bathhouse, and observes the comings and goings for anything suspicious. History. Pulling Mal aside for a moment she warns him of what she knows of Eastway Expeditions... just in case he didn't already know... though he seems to know everything about the city at first meeting. She then looks for something near the Bathhouse to observe and wait. Perception
"I think hand him over. Don't really want to get distracted with hostages or prisoners or anything like that. We are not a band of thugs, but an organization of lawful opportunist".
Perception Mylvanni continues to nod her head at her crew's wise questioning. She takes out a small notepad, and writes down a few details.
Myl is encouraged with the growing teamwork of the group. Considering the loot she has a suggestion. "Since we all worked together to make this happen I would suggest that we spend the party funds to help those in need of additional funds. I don't need a full share at this time... just enough to keep fed, so I would be willing to contribute say... 30 GP of my share to a group equipment fund". She nods her head at Mal's information. "Good to know". "I guess we don't have any need for a ship at this time. Perhaps the goodwill of letting him live might prove to be valuable".
Did we discuss how we did HP for leveling up? HP Plus 10 HP
No. I can't die on my first assignment. The elven warrior slumps slowly to the ground her weapon falling lifeless to the ground... then her journey to the afterlife is redirected by a flow of divine holy healing. She looks at Grim from her position on the floor, and winks and mouths thank you. Then she gathers her energy, and attempts to rejoin the battle. Second wind. (Bonus Action) She then takes the disengage action, and the move action to crawl away from the the combat, and if enough movement is available after a half move, she'll use the other half of her movement to stand and present arms.
Myl has never had such a lack of skill. Was it the smoke in the room. Was she ill. Her eyes set on the pirate she presses the attack. Wicked Knife 1
One of these scimitars.
I need to sharpen Wicked knife 1 and see if it needs to be rebalanced.
I’ll go along with group choice… but can’t say I’m a fan of house or alternative rules in Pbp. Hard to remember things.
"Ouch!" Myl shouts looking down at the cut on her shoulder. History... "Less talk... more fighting... and I have no idea who you're talking about. Insight Leading Blade
Follow up blade
"You have made your choice...now you bleed". The graceful elf now resolved to end this combat as quickly and with as little loss to her new crew as possible, steps into the combat her face grim, and her blades whirring about. Blade 1
Blade 2
But finds the crowded bar is not the easiest place to wield her large, but graceful blade.
Mylvani eyes her beverage a bit dismayed that it will warm up while she takes care of things, but rises with a sigh to see what the hubbub is all about. She plainly displays her Flaming Fist insignia. "Well...well...well... what have we here. This seems to be a matter of disturbing the peace and general rabble rousing. I'm afraid I'm going to have to agree with... Tarina here and ask you to depart... either with all your teeth, and functioning body parts, or without". She then twirls and spins her double-bladed Scimitar in a flourish. "Your Choice". Intimidate.
Vanni smiles to herself as the priest takes the lead on the negotiation. Good. Good. This group shows balance which is important for full effectiveness. Let's see where this goes. She then nods again as Mal adds his comment.
Mal:
Spoiler: And have you cased the entire joint? Do you know our contact is not upstairs? Do you even know what is upstairs? Is there another entrance to the room in question? Do we storm the room or use subterfuge? A moment's thought is worth an hour's action... don't you agree? I would think the resident of that room will still be there later... and if not then that's even better... patience my friend.
Insight Perception Mylvani raises a delicate eyebrow and looks at the new arrival. "Well...well...well. What have we here? Have you discovered what information you were looking for in your poorly disguised stupor"? "Perhaps we'll join you upstairs and see what the fuss is all about". She then pulls Mal aside. Mal
Spoiler: While I'm not opposed to side missions when the time is right, it is I believe overly obvious if things begin to happen right after your strange communication with the proprietor. I say we continue with our original mission right now, and perhaps readdress the other situation after the clientele's memory fades a bit".
Vanni's hands are sweating, and her nerves are on edge as she and the remainder of her... yes her squad make their way to the tavern. Things are happening so fast. I prayed to be given the opportunity to lead my own squad, but after being passed over so many times I must not fail. Then upon arrival all her squad wander off doing their own things without consulting their leader. She started to speak up then remembered the words of Sgt. Glifnak, one of her most veteran trainers. Keep your dogs on a leash, but let them run out their leads. You never know what they're capable of if you leash them to tightly". She decides to observe and catalog the strengths and weaknesses of her charges instead of putting down the steel of her gauntlet, and the weight of her authority. She first watches the halfling rogue. That one is used to doing things his way. Might need to learn that he needs to learn to work with others. She then looks at the flirting Human barbarian / cook. Interesting dichotomy there. Seems to have a most hedonistic attitude towards all of life. Be interesting to see how he holds up when the arrows start flying. Not going to count on him to be the best at keeping an eye on things. She then observes the other professional warrior in the group. That one knows how to play the game. he's waiting to gather the mood of the room before playing his cards. Perhaps I'll sit with him and enjoy my ale and observe as well. Might be a good second as he understands military protocol and order. Walking towards Donal's table he then observes the Priest, and his discomfort with the entire situation. I almost feel pity for that one. He's going to be out of his element most of the time... but sometimes it's not bad to have an alternative view of things. Perhaps I can help him understand the sacrifices necessary, and he can keep us at least a bit morally aligned. He then looks around for the Dragon blooded Sorcerer and sees him nowhere in sight. Still need to figure that one out. Perhaps it's best he not be plainly visible... still I need to have communication with him as to where he is, and what he's doing. Vanni sits at the table with the other warrior, and raises her glass in a toast. "To chaotic order and our fortunes".
Perception Mylvanni notices a group that seems a little more organized at the corner of her sight, and approaches. "You there"! she then steps closer, "Yes, I'm talking to you. What are you over here plotting and whispering about. If you've got something to say, then just say it". Intimidation
What has happened. Why has the world gone to hell in a handbasket. It was a simple distraction to mask Liara's arrival into Baldur's Gate, but now there seemed to be an upheaval going on, and it looked like she could be held responsible... it was her plan. Oh well might as well go to Wyrm's crossing and face the music... this was going to hurt. Then it was back to town to find and join up with Captain Zodge... would this day never end. Then she sees Zodge as usual throwing himself into a fray. "Captain Zodge"! She makes the fist over heart salute of the order. "Guard Mylivanni reporting in". She then begins to throw aside rabble raisers, working her way to the Captain's side. STR Check
Since Myli already is a member of the Flaming fist, I'm thinking Patsy might be a good roll for her.
Cool. Thanks for the opportunity. I'll get the avatar updated ASAP. I'm kind of leaning towards a theft of some sort, but would be able to work with the majority. Maybe we could rank them in order of preference and lowest score wins? 1 - Theft
Mylivanni Backstory: * Mylivanni's elven parents ran a popular flower shop in Baldur's Gate. It was burned to the ground when she was an infant. A young soldier in the employee of the Flaming Fist was investigating the arson (Never proven???) and found the infant Elven child. He kept her, and along with his sister, and they raised her. She worshiped her father, and tried to be just like him. * As she got older the Flaming Fist tried to keep her from combat. In secret she trained with any willing, but they were hesitant to put her in harms way, so usually left her out of any dangerous situations. * She had a fascination with books and adventure, so to keep her young mind active she was charged with building a small library at Wyverns Rock. * As her abilities became more apparent she was assigned to guard the Flaming Fist ambassador to Chult, so spent much time between Baldur's Gate and Port Nyanzaru. * She made friends... with Coran the elven rogue / dashing stranger, and spent time with him when possible... though she never understood his relationship and friendship with Xan. * She had just returned to BG from her last duty in Chult, and was in the Cliffside Cemetery laying flowers on her families graves when news reached her to report immediately to the fortress at Wyvern's Rock for an emergency. She is on her way.
This is scranfords avatar. I’ll put up a bullet point background tonight. If chosen I’ll update the avatar.
I made this fun Cavalier for a defunct game. Might work for this campaign.
"We need to get to Riddleport". "Can your ship take us there, stopping at Magnimar along the way"? "Or do you have another suggestion"?
"Captain"! "Captain"! "I have a group wishing to book passage upon your fine vessel".
"Don't be so jittery". "All halflings are friendly and helpful". "Now let's see if the captain of this vessel is willing to transport our group". Myliv heads towards the ship, halting at the gangplank, and hailing the ship. |
