Oops I forgot to confirm the crit.
Will be up in the morning. Just got our Internet hooked up.
I look around for a metal pole, about 3 inches in diameter securely fashioned to the floor and ceiling, so I can show everyone where I put my skill points. You may only need to stand on a chair for Sputnikk to see! Roflmgao
Acid splash again for damage
I just posted the Border Wood area map on Obsidian Portal. Check it out when you have a moment. I will work on the Heldren town map over the weekend.
Initiative adjusted.
I hope you all don't mind but I kind of move the game along by running the last part. All rolls are legit and played out to your characters class and skills.
Headed back to Vermont from Kansas. Game WILL resume when I return. If I get a break in between I will post. Sorry for the lack of posts. Been really hectic past few days.
Preordered mod 1 last night. Will have PDF 1st probably.
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3 Erastus, 4713 AR Today is a bit cooler than the previous one even though the sun is shining and the skies are clear, but come to think of it, the days seem to be getting cooler as each one passes. The town of Ralstead, a small but prominent place to live comes to life as its citizens awake and go about their daily routines. Suddenly a man dressed in dark leather armor enters through the front gates and into the town square shouting for the town bell to be rung. Anyone who has been in Ralstead for any length of time knows that the bell signifies something important is or has taken place and also a call to the town council for a meeting. The man dismounts his steed and enters the two story stone council building that has recently undergone renovations.After an hour or so passes, the doors of the building open and a small group of people exit its double doors and are lead by the town mayor, a middle aged male gnome named Belben Gladdenston. He makes his way to the town square and steps up onto a small platform. Belben, a mere 3 foot tall man with neatly trimmed white hair, light green eyes and is dressed in a fine red and blue nobles outfit. He raises his hands to quiet the townsfolk and speaks. “Good morning citizens of Ralstead!” he says with a smile. “I have great news to share with you this day.” “The walls of Targen’s Hold have finally been breached!”[I/] Cheers go up and the townsfolk celebrate like a major victory has taken place. After a few moments have passed the mayor continues. [I]“The council and I are seeking a small group to venture inside, investigate and return with any information, clues or artifacts that may lie within its walls.” Persons who are willing to take on this quest should seek out guard captain Garrett Tanner.” “Give him your name, what you can offer to the mission and where to find you.” “We will send a messenger when we are ready to meet with you.” “On behalf of the town council I would like to thank all of you for your attendance on what could be one of Ralstead’s greatest findings in many years, and try to stay warm as Gozreh seems to be playing games with our summertime weather these days!” The guard captain is a rather stern human male in his late thirties standing about six foot two. He dresses in a fine set of chainmail armor with a greatsword over his back. His hair is black as night with a goatee to match. His eyes are icy blue with little specks of brown. As you approach him he asks you. So, you want to be part of the group to venture into Targen’s hold huh?” “What is your name, place of residence and what do you think you have to offer on this most important quest!” Note: Everyone please respond to this post once |
