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Well, someone chose violence today.

If I could, I'd be squinting at you now.

That is the plan. I am very dedicated to keeping my word to Trinil, ie bringing Joran home.

Potentially Cev, if he is still alive.

Jade laughs at the nickname, "I do have quite a few, don't I? My father said my mom had them too..." She touches her face as her voice trails off. She looks up to the stars for a few beats before shaking her head, as if to shrug off a fly, and turning back to Kork.

"No, I'm not a doctor. I'm a kineticist. I channel elemental forces from the planes through kinetic gates in my body. I guide healing water from Yomul through my hand to the wound, and the water does all the healing for me." Jade says to the goblin. "What about you? Do those bits and bobs you use to weaken things really work on their own, or do you have to do something to them first?"

"Interesting. Kork hear of your kind, never see." the goblin ponders, then Jade asks her question, and he taps his forehead. "Kork show example..." he seems oblivious to the happenings on the deck as he gives his presentation. He pulls out a flint rock and a length of fuse rope from his coat. While Alphonse and Gunnar face imminent doom, Kork walks around the deck with a lit fuse, all happy and merry. The thing slowly burns in his hand. He walks up to Jade, and does not notice her mind is occupied by something else entirely. "Need to think like this." he taps his forehead. "How Freckles stop fire?" he points at the fuse, waits for a response, then continues without one. "Answer clear! Water! Everything have weakness. Maybe hide well, but have. Find one, then use." and he tosses the wick overboard, and the fuse lands on the surface of the water and goes out. Unbeknownst to Kork, Gunnar launches the accelerated chemical dissolver at the same time, and the goblin drops to the floor screaming.

Over the annoying hum in your ears, you hear the gunner whoop with excitement and yell, "Whatever they paid for this stuff, it wasn't enough!"

Kork pulls out the rest of the fuse rope from his coat, and gazes at it with a bewildered look. "True. Kork need more of this thing."

Yasami flashes a smile. "Alright. Meat you at Jorell's in the archive. I need a quick chat with Hezle, go change clothes, and pick up some hooch."

With purpose, she walks up to Hezle. "Hezle! Quick question. You know a little about Belmazog. What can we use against it? What pushes its buttons? If we were like... draw it into the open, for example."

She waits a while to see if Hezle has an answer. If Hezle does, Yasami thanks her and rushes off to Shelyn's for a change of clothes into her usual flowy, layered dress. Then heads to Wizard's Grace, and off to The Breachill Archives to meet up with Caiten, Oren, and Sulee.

"Is Jorell about?"

During the burning, Yasami stands, unmoving, and stoically watches the pyre. Her eyes are watery, her hands trembling, her lips... quivering? No, no. That's not a quiver. But they do move. Yasami is repeating a barely audible chant. Catalina standing nearby can recognise a familiar dialect. Yasami's chant is one of violence, fire, pain, inner strength, and vengeance. She keeps at it for a while. As a matter of fact, it is a long while. An amount of time that seems unhealthy. Throughout the entire process, her eyes are locked in on the pyre. But the pyre is only a backdrop to her actual focus, located somewhere completely different. At this moment, there is no cheerful and bubbly Yasami. Standing here, firm as a rock, clad in a uniform, adorned with military insignia, torch in hand - it's someone else. And her mind is either completely zoned out, or in full gear.

She then turns to regard the goblin quizzically. "Perhaps there's a cupboard where you might be comfortable? No charge."

The goblin narrows his eyes at the woman in return. The facade turns into a neutral one shortly after. He takes a breath. "Kork forgive Tap-girl her bad manners. Tap-girl improve by morning, and Kork not scold her. Deal?"

He walks to the pile of silverware on the floor and picks up the fork with the most bent tines before returning back to the table. He counts 8 silver from his pouch, puts it on the table in front of Marasina. "Kork want food, drink, bath, and bed. Extra is for this." the goblin lifts the bent fork, almost poking his eye with it. "Kork keep this one to hunt were-beasts."

After she leaves, presumably to pick up his food and drink, he leans over the table and slides the fork towards Okoteck. "Okoteck good with tools? Can fix Kork's fork?" after a short delay, he chuckles at the rhyme. "Silver bad for some beasties."

Also, also... Voomer, while we have you here, would Crink have a ring of sustenance?

Yes, I slowly edge towards making my plan of turning Caiten into a walking factory a reality.

"Hold on, folks! We're coming!" Nuts charges the room, taking in the grisly sight. And then it hits his nostrils. He breathes with disgust. "Ugh! Smells like balls here."

Double move, assuming it's difficult terrain from where I was to begin with.

Obahi looks around. "I see ten beds here. Probably keep your eyes peeled."

Updated. Taking Stunning fist feat and Assurance in Medicine.

Hey, all. Sorry for being slow at the moment. Real life stuff is happening and will also be tomorrow. I'll get back on track as soon as possible.

Thanks for the patience.

Teela will casually walk around with her hand on stuff looking for "emotional residue". Unless of course, it's just grass.

But yeah exploration is something I often don't use when I run games.

Deep backgrounds, let's go! Going for a goblin.

Family: 1d100 ⇒ 34 3 members.
If you grew up with three or more family members, you had to mediate family conflicts and negotiate a crowded home. Add a Charisma ability boost and a Dexterity ability boost to your options.

Homeland: 1d20 - 4 ⇒ (7) - 4 = 3 Frontier
You grew up at the edge of a settled region. This might have been isolated hills if you are a dwarf, a ranch or farm if you are a human, or another similar frontier. Add Farming Lore, Fishing Lore, Hunting Lore, Scouting Lore, and Lore pertaining to a type of creature that threatened your homeland regularly (such as Giant Lore) to your background options.

Major Childhood Event: 1d20 ⇒ 15 Raided
A horde of raiders attacked your settlement and killed and wounded several of your people. This could have been a band of highway robbers or a conquering army. You have a relic from those times; add an armor or shield worth 15 gp or less to your background options. If you select this option instead of a skill feat, you are trained in Medicine.

Influential Associate: 1d20 ⇒ 18 The Seer
You were close to a person who claimed to see the future—perhaps an oracle, seer, prophet, or merely some festival charlatan. The seer’s influence either made you into an optimist with a drive to fulfill that future or a fatalist resigned to accept it. Add a Wisdom ability boost to your background options.

Okay, I can make this work.

What do you think of a Thaumaturge with Champion (Zanda or Zethiss) and Rogue dedications?

A gobbo traveling around the continent, unearthing interesting trinkets in ruins of the old world.

Ladies and gentlemen, welcome to The Great Mendevian Dodge-Off 2024.

Looking at the scene, no wonder they have to kidnap new crew.

Yorah tilts her head curiously once more as people debate the verbiage used. "That's just-" her face takes on a slightly red tint. "I don't speak Taldane nearly as much as I would like. It's a word-by-word translation from... something else. It means you get you do honest work and get your hands dirty and back sweaty. Kind of. The point is, you don't count on others to do what you can."

Meant legwork, might have had a stroke mid-sentence. Anyway, canon now.

~~~ Town hall ~~~

Yorah returns a quiet hello and wave combination when greeted by Gretruud. "If you don't have a map, can you give us directions to Wishbone Creek, at least?"

Interest dot. Never played 1e RoW, and wanted to. With 2e, even better.

Will you be running with remastered rules, or current 2e?

"No point in delaying. The sooner we get to Isger and back, the sooner we can dispatch the totems and take care of Belmazog's fortress." Yasami expresses her stance on the situation, then turns to Nketiah "We need to go pick up the Thornscales, but they don't want to come here, to Akrivel. Can your people concoct something to help survive fire tunnel, and meet us at Huntergate?"

She pauses and looks at the rest of the party. "Unless someone else has any other business here?"

Then she looks at Nketiah again. "No need to translate what I am about to say." and turns to towards Lisi. "Catalina is right, and I can say this to you. Keeping love at arm's length so that neither of you gets hurt is foolish. It will leave you bitter, with a constant stream of "What ifs" in your head. I made that mistake. I gambled, and lost. If you really think this person is the one, don't be foolish like me. Speak your mind. If it's mutual, seal the deal." she pauses.

"I regret a lot of things I have done. But I hate myself for things that I could have done and didn't. You're not a coward or a fool. Don't act like you are."

Partying with the students, were we?

Yasami looks at Lisi and starts hiding a smirk. She looks at her feet for a few short moments and mumbles "Not even cinders..." through a grin.

"What?", she whispers. "Sometimes you go for the low branch."

Damnit, Tipper! I just woke my dog up. Looking for senses in the profile and saw "Patron Deity: Himself".

Well done. Had a laugh.

Super busy days, folks, but I managed.

“You said the door was solid. Was it made of anything unusual? Something other than pine or oak?”

Talin thinks about it for a while. "It was a while ago, but it was made from sort of evergreen. Pine or fir. I mean I can go scour my ledgers if you really need that information. It was nothing imported or exotic if that's what you are asking. But it was a well-made door. Nice in its simplicity. Symulli might have kept a sketch somewhere if you want to know what it looked like. If she keeps those. Your guess is as good as mine."

Tipper runs his hand along one of the walls. Looking at Talin, he says “Was there anyplace that the walls looked odd? Like it was dug up and then put back together?”

"Nothing of the sort." she moves her hand over one of the other walls in the room. "Pretty much indistinguishable from this one. Same stone, same mortar, even the same moss and lichen. Like I said - as if the door was never there to begin with.

He examines the site that Talin is marking and how unusual it is. "Could it be magic of some sort? Seems to precise to be anything else."

"I mean, if you have a mortar recipe that solidifies perfectly over the course of 8 or less hours, you let me know, and we can sell that thing to every engineer or builder in the world. We will make bank!" she smiles. "Like I said - it happened throughout me sleeping. And I check the locks every night before I sleep and when I wake up. At this point, it helps me sleep and is a morning ritual. You know, check locks, drink a cup of coffee, take a-" she clears her throat. "Relieve yourself."

I intended to start with a much more intense scene, but seeing that characters are still not ready, we can do some briefing scenes instead.

In any case, I plan on doing a few encounters ranging from easy to extreme to see how the playtest classes fare. Hopefully, we will manage to do so on time.

Playtest classes can (and should) be played RAW. That is, after all, the point.

If the text allows you to do it, I'm not stopping you, but I will mention any such interactions in the survey.

However, for intents and purposes of keeping the enjoyment, using cheese repeatedly may earn my ire, and a warning.

As a matter of fact, I would recommend that anyone playing an animist or exemplar actively looks for the cheese and points it out in the game... ONCE per cheese found.

Re:Flashbacks - Potentially. Since we are starting with level 5, it presents an opportunity to fill in (back)story elements for the overall plot and players.

It doesn't mean we are starting at the end of an arc. In this case, it might mean the first post is 'in the middle of' an encounter (social, combat or otherwise) with an established goal. The goal here could be whatever, depending on the planned plot and character plans.

But since we are kind of rushing the game, I understand you (and me, as well) will not have much time to do establishing scenes (briefing, traveling to the starting scene, what have you) and it could give us space to fill in those blanks.

As an example, it could mean that the first post is an initiative roll with a conflict to resolve. Could.

I honestly consider combat to be the least interesting part of RPGs, but we ARE doing a playtest here, so that's where I am coming from with this idea.

Re:Characters - this is not a published scenario. I will try to tailor the game to the party composition as best as I can. Make characters that you want to have fun with. Odd stuff you wouldn't have a chance to play otherwise or want to try in a level 5 oneshot, etc.

With that said, I would like to establish the premise of the game/plot tomorrow, so if you could all give me the preferences, it would make my life easier in the long run.

Characters completed by monday.

Game starting by tuesday.

I know it's a tight schedule, and we can change/partially recton things in the first week or so if you are not happy with what you brought to the table.

I meant translating whatever Kakena said to us. I don't speak elven, but thank you ^_^

Yasami is a bit confused by Catalina's doubts. "I mean are you not coming? I don't think it was discussed, but - I just assumed we're all a... crew? Band? I don't know what to call it." Yasami thinks for a while. "Which we REALLY should look into."

"On the topic of kobolds in Akrivel, I spoke with Hezle on this a few nights ago. She doesn't want to go. Which I kind of understand. They're not on good terms. Unless she changed her mind in the meantime?" Yasami glances at the kobolds.

Voomer... What the everloving cluck did my eyes just see? Some blonde, conquistador-looking, incestuous (?) german man; monologuing on a raft containing a cannon, at least 3 people shot by arrows ( that are seemingly fired from the cannon ? ), chasing young monkeys around the raft, only to toss them over into the river afterwards.

Up until now, I was sure I didn't do any substances today.

Speaking of not being available, I am leaving the country for two weeks in approx 12 hrs from the time of this being posted. I am not sure whether I will have access to the boards. So if I do not post by Wednesday, consider me unavailable and proceed to bot me. If I am able, I will announce my availability.

While others debate and contemplate the toxicity levels of Catalina's bullets, Yasami spends most of the evening in silence, standing near the camp. With her dagger on her belt, she practices throwing the blade at a nearby tree with a single rapid movement of the wrist. With a quick flick, she pulls the dagger from her belt and throws it at a nearby tree. Her fingers nimbly grasp the weapon and she extends her arm in the direction of the target. After a few hours of attempts, the strike is barely visible. The dagger impacts the bark and remains firmly lodged in the trunk.

Yasmai keeps walking back and forth between her throws, and her boots are soiled with mud after forming a path of trampled undergrowth. Unfortunately, the hilt is destroyed by dozens of failed attempts. As she pulls to remove the weapon from the wood, the grip stays in her hand, but the blade remains stuck. "Welp." she mutters to nobody in particular, and attempts to pull the thing out again. "Damn! This stays here, I guess..."

She notices several holes cut in the hilt section of the blade, and promptly pulls out a length of rope, and threads it through the hole in the metal. She coils the rope around her wrist, puts one leg on the trunk, and pulls. Nothing. The thing is stuck. A minute passes by, and both Yasami's legs are now on the tree, with her pulling with both her legs and back...

And just like that - she finds herself in the mud, her right arm ridden with rope burns. With her back still on the jungle floor, she exhales, and pulls the loose end of the rope towards her to grab the blade and look at it. She keeps looking at the destroyed weapon for a few moments with a curious brow. A blade tied to a piece of rope by a circular opening in the handle. "Hey, Caiten!" she suddenly has a realisation and kips up. "CAITEN!"

She runs to the rest of the camp. Yasami runs into the camp exhilarated, sweaty, and with mud all over her back, "Caiten! I destroyed my dagger! Look!" she presents her 'creation' to the witch.

Sorry everyone, supee busy week. I'll get to it but I want a longer post for this.

But can't make it today.

Yasami pulls out her blade. "Run for the trees, people! We have already fought them in the open and that's how we ended up here." she shouts at the party as she moves to cover their retreat.

"I'll catch up."

She stands next to the charau-ka that is closest.

Draw weapon, 2x stride

Lisi, I would advocate to save whatever spells for when they are chasing us in the open. We can use the powder keg here.

Ahem.

If Lisi can prep (or has prepped) shape wood, we could just sneak out of the hut together (via an improvised exit), then get back to the original plan of peppering the mine from range.

And Hezle can just sneak away with us.

It seems to me the best plan is to bottleneck them in the door to Hezle's hut.

Yasami woild go pick you guys up, take you to Hezle's, pour as many life elixirs into whoever we bring there and smack the living begeezus out of the attackers in the doorframe.

What are your thoughts?

After a few quick dashes through the foliage and mud, Yasamina finds herself in Hezle's place. The kobold looking at her intensely as she enters. She closes the door behind her, but takes a sneak peek as she does so, to make sure nobody was following.

"Thị lực sắc bén... Xin chào" she whispers to Hezle in Draconic with one index finger pressed to her lips and the other hand raised up to her shoulder to show it is empty.

"Tên tôi là Yasamina. Vì có vẻ như chúng ta đang gặp một chút áp lực về thời gian, nên tôi sẽ đi thẳng vào vấn đề. Tôi tin rằng chúng ta có thể giúp đỡ lẫn nhau. Bạn có bạn bè của chúng tôi, và tôi đã được cho biết bạn muốn thoát khỏi ... tình huống này. Chúng tôi đã gặp một số người trong bang hội của bạn đã nói với tôi như vậy. Họ bị ốm, chúng tôi đã giúp họ đứng dậy. Ngộ độc asen. Trong cả hai trường hợp, hoạt động theo giả định đó, tôi đề xuất một thỏa thuận. Bạn giúp chúng tôi giải phóng bạn bè của chúng tôi, sau đó chúng tôi sẽ đốt cháy toàn bộ nơi này."

Yasami's body remains tense to not make a sound, and also prepared to leg it in case Hezle's response is not welcoming. A curious standoff of two individuals lacking mutual trust, but potentially beneficial to each other.

"Để mở rộng một nhánh ô liu - nếu bạn quan tâm đến động lực của chúng tôi, nhà của chúng tôi đã bị tấn công bởi những charau-ka này, và chúng tôi đã đi rất xa để tìm ra ý định của chúng."

She pauses to let Hezle think and consider the proposition.

"Vì vậy - chúng ta có thể giúp đỡ lẫn nhau?"

Diplomacy if you need a roll from me: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

Lisi has to do a melee!

Battle lizard!

Voomer, welcome back. Might I suggest giving the captives something to do in the meantime? They have been on hiatus for a while now.

Listening in, Yasami nods a few times as if confirming something. "Sounds like a calling. Although - sorry about your family."

She looks around - "Well, speaking of the past, since we are alone... I feel like I owe you an explanation on the whole nickname situation a few days ago."

Scanning the area once more, she makes sure nobody is around and carries on. "I was known as Mina in my past life..." she takes a breath. "I'll cut it short - I had to run away from my home. Someone close to me died, and I-" she pauses. "Let's say it was an eye-for-an-eye situation. With Mina being the judge, jury, and executioner in that whole mess. I'm not proud of it, but I don't regret it. They deserved it. However, they were... Their parents have influence and the means to track me down. Probably. So if you can help it, don't use that name. You never know who is listening."

"You know what they say - two people can keep a secret if one of them is dead. Not counting people directly involved in my escape, only four people know about this now - Cevendyll, Dario, you, and one other person. And, honestly, I am not sure about Cevendyll and Dario anymore. So best case scenario, six people. Worst case..." she gulps "You and me. I trust others to be quiet. I choose to trust you with this. Friends trust each other. I hope I can count you among mine."

"We could tie a message to an arrow and shoot it next to hezel. And hope it is her who finds it." Yasami shrugs after calming down a bit. She apparently decided to shield her mind from grief by making plans.

Once they are settled in the new campsite, she starts working on the injuries. "Let's stitch these up, then get some sleep... with patrols... and head to the mine in the morning. I suggest we somehow free the others, and possibly Hezle, then do hit and run strikes."

Treat Wounds 1, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (1, 4) + 10 = 15
Treat Wounds 2, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (7, 6) + 10 = 23
Treat Wounds 3, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (3, 1) + 10 = 14
Treat Wounds 4, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (2, 8) + 10 = 20
Treat Wounds 5, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (8, 8) + 10 = 26
Treat Wounds 6, Ward Medic, Assurance DC 20: 2d8 + 10 ⇒ (8, 8) + 10 = 26

This would take 1 hr to heal two people for a total of 124 hp each. I assume it will be enough.

We did actually encounter 4 totems, 3 of which were disabled. The party actually disabled two, the Ekujae destroyed one near the portal to Mwangi (before the party arrived), and we found a fresh one here in the mine. The one with worms around it.

We destroyed the one that was turning workers into stone, and then the one that was guarded by the two drake-things.

I get the impression that the burnt thing near the gate was a totem, at least.

Retcon:

Yasami finally reaches the battle. "No..." she mutters under her breath as she looks at the carnage. The mangled bodies of her friends - Caiten, Cev, Dario, and Oren all on the ground, bleeding. Lisi standing but wounded. Catalina is the only one seemingly unscathed. For a very brief moment, she stops her charge. She sees a kobold moving in from the corner of her eyes. Her face clout with regrets. Whatever spirit or curse is haunting her since Brevoy, she can't seem to run away from it.

A young woman dying in the rainy streets of Restov flashes before her eyes. A man in a cave, running into the darkness, chased by a canine fiend. And now - four of her friends, face-down in the jungle underbrush. Yasamina glares at Hezle, eyes watering, and her voice shaking.

"We- we came to help you..." she half-shouts at the kobold, and gradually shouts more and more - "We saved Mikmek and your Thornscales! They sent us here to free you from the Cinderclaws! Stop this, I beg of you!"

She runs towards Oren, quickly checking his condition. Shallow breaths, pale skin, but no bleeding. Shock.

"We'll get back for you, friends. Endure."

From Oren's body, she quickly turns her head towards Catalina and Lisi. "RUN!" and she sprints west into the treeline.

The acid still burns as per the above post

AC 24, HP 38

I feel like we need to shove Oren into the bag of holding, then make like a tree and leaf.

Sorry about the wait. I wanted to post earlier, but the site was acting up.

It's cool, guys. They'll all be dead before they get to act.

Yasami pulls out uer fighting fan in a quick, well rehearsed manner. She offers it to Cevendyll.

"I mean, okay. I'll take it. Here..." she pauses, holding the fighting fan in front of the elf. "As they say, bring at least something to a knife fight."

Sye smiles as she slides the dagger under her belt.

Yasami takes the dagger, and scans it with her eyes. "This won't do something stupid, like turning into an actual sword while I have it in my belt, right?"

From behind the dagger's blade, she raises an eyebrow at Cev.

Hi Voomer!

First of all, welcome to our little madhouse. Reading the recent discussion, I get the feeling you are already being compared to Fern. I want you to know this is not meant in a bad way. It simply shows that this table cares a lot about the game. Now - while Fern did set up the bar pretty high, you strike me as the type that will not have issues keeping up.

I don't want you to take this the wrong way, but everyone here was a little anxious about the person picking up the mantle. Here on the Paizo boards, I did see and experience games where the GM was simply copypasting the text from the AP PDF, and pasting it into their post with little-to-none flavour text. Sometimes, including the text for the GM (ie 'The PCs can use a DC 25 Perception check to find a hidden compartment in the closet'). Suffice to say, it's not a pleasurable experience for me personally. And while some people play Pathfinder for the wargame aspect, I like a little honey in my cereal, if you catch my meaning. Now, nobody will ask you to become Steven King and use three paragraphs to describe a curtain. Add a little here, a little there - you know how it goes.

So, looking at your posts, it seems you have a way with words, you are active, and I assume we have a mutual understanding regarding the flavour-to-crunch ratio in this story we all want to tell each other.

And with Axolotl vouching for you, I have no objections to you sitting in the GM chair at this table. If you want to, that is.

To address some of your concerns...

DCs Upfront

Catalina's class (Thaumathurge) has an ability that allows her to cause the target to be extra vulnerable to her strikes. So the 'DCs upfront' part is merely to streamline the flow of the game. I believe this is the only part where this was requested - in order for you two not to need to wait for each other in terms of posting to resolve a one-action strike.

Nobody will be requesting metagame knowledge from you (well, unless a game mechanic specifically allows for it, I guess), if this is what was troubling you.

Backlog
It seems you will be joining us in the midgame, and I don't know about others, but I will not ask you to read the entire 4000+ post thread. And while it is interesting reading, at times, I think you get the gist of what happened, since it is a published adventure path.

A few quick pointers for you:

- in this group, Oren is the one troubled by the dreams of Dahak. I assume this is a mechanic from the AP, so you would probably know more about it than me. If not, we can give you the bullet points.

- We did not kill Voz the 'librarian' but had her imprisoned in Breachill before moving on to Mwangi.

I am not sure how important the latter is in the grand scheme of things, but I just thought I would point it out to you, in case it is relevant down the line.

So for me, I welcome you to join us here. If you have any questions for us, shoot.

Alright, let's wait for Lisi's contact and see where that leaves us.

He posted in our Shackles game - work is just SO busy and he doesn't see it changing anytime soon. He's been having a hard time keeping up in all of his games (including the one I run).

Damn. Sorry to see you go as well, Joran. But what will we say to Trinil?

Incidentally, I'll be launching a Kingmaker pf2e game in the next few weeks. I will let you all know when I begin to recruit if folks are interested.

Oh, yeah, sure. I might be interested. Potentially.

Yasami gets to thinking again. Not her strong suit, but, at least she wrinkles her brain once in a while. "Noted. Scarlet Triad, whoever that might be, somehow in league with Dahak. We can figure out the politics later. For now - we need to stop this operation here. So I propose a plan."

She stands up, and pulls out her diagram again. "We cause a distraction. We have an invisibility potion, we have the bag that eats things up whole, we have ... Uh. The scroll that allows someone to turn into one of those big creatures Renali warned us about. We have other things, but that's the starter kit, I guess."

She points towards the buildings in the south. "I would really like to know what is inside those. If we want to-" she makes air quotes "-liberate- the kobolds and their leader, we would need to take a look inside, so that we don't kill them. My plan involves gunpowder."

Anyway - the potion of invisibility we have? We can use that to scout the buildings out and plant a powder keg on the outside. Then Dario and Catalina both, at the same time with the explosion of said keg, shoot one of the vrocks that flies near us. Hopefully, the other one would go find out what caused the explosion in the south. Then we can use trees to our advantage - set up a net, or just a set of ropes to lure it into it, then just... Well, you know - excessive violence. Charau-ka, I don't think will cause problems. We've had dealings with them before, and came out on top."[/b]

"In any case, find out where the kobold is, plant a keg near the OTHER building, detonate it WHILE one of the vrocks is nearby so that we can attack it."

She pauses. "Another alternative is to just starve them out, although I am not sure whether we are pressed for time. When I was back at the academy, they told us that any revolt or mutiny is just a few meals away from happening."

As for Yasami running away on her own, I would like to explain.

I think Yasami can, at this point, outrun a LOT of things. And has okay stealth to sneak about.

I didn't want the group to end up with analysis paralysis, which we are probably bordering now.

Fern - I don't want a separate adventure branch. Don't want to be that player. Just let me know what rolls you want from me real quick, and let us know what I/we found. If anything at all, that is.

Thank you! <3

With a furrowed brow and her index finger on her lips, Yasami remains silent as others talk. "Maybe we can lure it out with some illusion tricks? OH! Catalina, how does that mirror duplicate of yours work? Can we use that?"