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Next up should be Ain's action he prepared earlier, right? Reaaally would like it if we could blind this thing

It was included in Sphen’s post earlier.

Own it, no shame in it.

I finished my half marathon a few minutes behind my goal, but I’m ok with it. We started under threat of thunderstorms and it rained the entire time. Mostly, I just haven’t invested the time to attain my goal. And I have to be ok with that because I don’t have enough hours in the week to do everything.

Liesel-Marie replies, ”Well, I only want it as evidence that we defeated her and we may need to produce that evidence quickly. Keep her on the tip of your tongue if you know what I mean.”

I assume the difference in asking for an item vs. reaching for an item is only the method. The time will still be a full round. If I need to be silent, it would be one thing, if I need to keep my hands free, it would be the other. True?

At the designation of ‘new boss,’ Leisel-Marie’s eyebrows raise, but she doesn’t say anything, watching and listening to the mildly gross display of its contents.
”Thank you, Venn. How aware are you of what happens near you? You can obviously hear and I suspect feel. Can you see, as well? I was looking for a container and I don’t think it would be respectful to ask you to carry my burden. Perhaps you have seen a lesser means of transport in your time here?”

”I have so many questions for you. I have never met one such as yourself. Just how much can you carry, my new friend? If I ask you to carry something, do I need to reach into you to retrieve it later or can you return that item on request? Or do you need to return all of it at once, as you did here? Do you have a means of moving yourself?”

So… sentient giant-sized bag of holding. That’s new and fun.

Liesel-Marie looks up from her conversation. ”I won’t put this,” she gestures at Grenseldek’s head, ”in our new friend’s maw. Do we have anything else we wish to ask Venn to carry for us?”

Liesel-Marie starts, but stands with the bag, looking bemused. "Well, then. Forgive me if that was inappropriate. How should we address you? Referring to you as a bag - now that you have announced yourself - seems rude indeed."

"And... what does a giant put into a 'size-appropriate' tia'dethesk?"

Sorry you had to deal with that, but sounds like it is a good thing you got it checked out. I know an acquaintance that got a bite that wasn't going to get it checked out, but her co-workers forced her to do so. Turned out to be a brown recluse bite and she was very fortunate to have gone in when she did.

Liesel-Marie is only half-listening, still staring at the torch that disappeared into darkness. She exhales, pulling it back out slowly, and grinning when the light becomes apparent once more, nodding.

"Yes, yes..." She looks up, her expression similar to theirs. Handing the torch to Kyt, she lowers the sack to the floor, grabs the bottom, and slowly raises it so its contents spill out on the floor.

Like that?

@Ceven: Hang in there, be patient. As several people have posted, we've had some real-life interruptions but we have almost everyone's attention again, it appears.

1. Elisani indicated she would take the lead and she's been buffed now.
2. Tarphrex intends to assist her - they can still do that, but Elisani's last report indicated the player was under the weather.
3. Ceven is the only one that could potentially move the wiggling cocoon to Sherman would could hopefully aid the individual within, it makes sense to stay with that plan.
4. Sherman's not a front-liner, can back up the party and possibly aid the victim.
5. Ain and Estella can come in as a second wave / make sure nothing from the house comes up behind us - I as a player have a bad feeling about the house, even more than the massive spider.
6. Shalelu can move up to the door and provide ranged support to both the characters in the barn or the two in the barnyard as the situation warrants.

The only question in my mind is whether we should bot Elisani.

EDIT: Elisani is really a melee combatant, so she's not going to provoke it with an attack. Ain has offered to enter with shield raised - maybe the two of them can move forward together.

She sticks the temporarily-enchanted torch into the sack.

Liesel-Marie's eyebrows raise as she watches the monk's struggle. Grabbing either side of the bag to open it wide, she stands to judge its weight, expecting it to be more than it appears, but curious how much more.

She will attempt to maneuver it so a flame of some sort is casting light directly into the bag.

”Here, it’s probably shadow, bring it here to the light.”

Liesel-Marie is less about the knowing of things than the doing of things.

Intelligence DC 10: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (2) + 0 = 2

Liesel-Marie stares at the statue for a time, but shakes her head. ”Odd. I feel like I have seen this person, this giant, but I can’t imagine where. Unless he was at the siege of Trunau.” She unconsciously rests her hand on the hammer hanging at her belt.

Tarphrex pauses at the door, "Elisani get friends. Tarphrex watch spider." As he posts up to keep a watch, he tries to spot the wiggling coccoon. If he does, he will point a tiny talon at it, whispering via message, "Help coming. What your name? How many spiders you see? Whisper back to Tarphrex."

Liesel-Marie rolls her eyes. "Did you? Sorry, I was a little busy," she holds up the giantess' head, "but OK, you just startled us. I thought you'd awakened a dragon or something. Wait..."

Staring at the balcony, she adds, "You know, I love him like a brother, but some days..."

Turning to the room at hand, she says, "Well, we have achieved a goal here. What trinkets can we take back to our friends in Trunau to pay for building new walls?"

She will stow her axe, check to make sure the hammer is secure, and start searching the room with the others.

Is there a bag sufficient to carry Grenseldek's head? Is there anything other than the head in the wall?

Perception: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (1) + 12 = 13

As an aside, I'm deeply enjoying that one of our most attentive and well-planning players is forced to communicate these plans in funny koboldspeak most of the time. Tarphrex is the best

Tarphrex cannot say in Common how this warms his scaly little heart.

Seriously, that means a lot. If I'm ever pushing to far or too fast, please please please tell me and I will do my best to tone it down. This should be a story of all of our characters, not a story about Tarphrex and his friends.

I think we have some magic at this table, and I for one am very appreciative of it.

Liesel-Marie relaxes and calls out, ”You know, I am carrying a hammer. And you could give a girl some warning. Either would have been great.”

Liesel-Marie listens to Kyt, holding the chieftain's head by the hair, when a roar comes from within the room. She whirls, the freshly-removed head flinging blood in an arc and Icingflame held by the haft. She's crouched, eyes wide, ready to respond to whatever creature it might be.

And slightly fatigued after the execution.

Liesel-Marie nods solemnly. She draws back the bearded axe and calls forth her bloodrage. With a shout of rage, she sends the great blade whistling at and through the giant's offered neck.

Here's my mental image - Tarphrex and Elisani at the door of the barn; Estella, Ain, Sherman alongside the barn waiting to see what the vanguard learns; Ceven hovering in overwatch.

Tarphrex' scaly brow furrows for a moment. He looks upward, seeking their flying ally. He motions downward, not wanting to speak loudly. If Ceven descends, the tiny sorcerer whispers to him.

"Can flying friend go to watch house, see if people watch barn? Then other friends try to sneak into barn?"

Thinking that we are unlikely to sneak into the barn door successfully if anyone is watching, but if we can have a spotter watching their spotter, we will at least have warning that we've been spotted.

Alternatively, perhaps our spotter can ambush anyone trying to leave the house in pursuit of the rest of the team. In either case, Ceven seems the most likely spotter with his abilities, but don't let me volunteer you for something you don't feel comfortable with.

Grenseldek locks eyes with the Erutaki, her gaze unwavering. "Well, ildvan..? Are you willing to hear me out? Or shall we keep on with the stupidity of this fracas?"

Liesel-Marie gives the giantess a withering look. "As I just said, tell me your price."

Liesel-Marie Frostvale wrote:

Turning to face to giantess, the bloodrager says, ”What do you know of your ancestor’s hammer? What is special about it?”

"I shouldn't be surprised that you know nothing about what you hold, ildvan, fire human. I will answer your question, but in return I want something from you and your huslyd, your family."

"You assume my curiosity is powerful enough that you can barter with its answer for a favor? I saw many traders come through my village when I was a child, I did not expect anything for free. Tell me, what is your price and I will tell you with my axe if you presume too much."

Sense Motive as Liesel-Marie studies the giantess for signs of deceit in her response: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (5) + 12 = 17

”You heard Kyt. It wasn’t the hammer she wanted, it was the sparkling rock. But you have reminded me of something.”[\b]

Turning to face to giantess, the bloodrager says, [b]”What do you know of your ancestor’s hammer? What is special about it?”

Not that we know nothing about it, but Liesel-Marie wants to know if there’s more the giant will share.

”We are not here for cruelty or meanness, my friend. Justice.”

Nodding, the bloodrager says, ”I can make it quick or not. You choose.”

If the giantess makes it easy, Liesel-Marie will go for a single clean cut through the spine. If she resists, she will make it messy.

Liesel-Marie looks among her companions, unsure what to make of this. We came to avenge Trunau. Does this knowledge change that?

Still catching her breath, Liesel-Marie nods at Kyt. "Ask, then. I'm fine speaking to her with my axe, but I can wait."

"Tarphrex get closer..." The tiny kobold stays among the trees and works around the clearing to position the barn between himself and the house. He creeps out into the grass moving toward the barn.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (14) + 11 = 25

Liesel-Marie puts Kyt down on the ground, makes hand motions as if smoothing imagined wrinkles in the woman's robes, and offers a muttered, "Sorry..." as the fatigue of her spent bloodrage washes over her. She turns to re-enter the room.

@Elisani & Tarphrex: I do try. I don't get paid for this, it's all just on me to put it together. But the fact that teams are coming back is a good sign that I'm doing something right.

Oh, I know you care. That's why I'm happy to help. If I was several hundred miles closer, I would probably show up and help in person.

My statement above was a general statement. There are people that seem to enjoy butchering the English language or make no real effort to get their calculations correct. The people that seem to genuinely seem to care, I genuinely want to help. The ones that don't care, I don't care quite so much.

Liesel-Marie charges forward, sweeping up the warrior monk as she runs, trying to get both of them away from whatever alarmed Nyym so much.

Different idea

Tarphrex hustles out of the trees to where Elisani stands. Knowing she speaks Draconic, he uses that tongue.

Then he casts a spell and the Small-sized investigator disappears from view. Vanish, lasting 5 rounds.

Fire (literally) in her eyes, Liesel-Marie looks at the warrior monk, "You are playing with her. You aren't trying to kill her. Should I stay my axe? Or end this?" Seeing an orb roll up to the fallen giantess and hearing Colt's warning, she adds, "Marshal, what is that thing?"

I hope your absence is for something fun like an extended weekend trip! (If it’s not, don’t spoil it for me!)

In the initiative, poor Tarphrex is absolutely frozen in place at the sight of so many of these dogs!

Also, Shalelu was a target of the haste spell, just to confirm she has that bonus to attack and armor class.

I should point out - not that it matters this time - Tarphrex took Improved Initiative so his bonus is now +6 rather than +2.

I don't know why I'm so into this scene of destroying a vampire, but I hope you all don't mind my taking literary license.

I love a good turn of phrase. Occasionally, I deliver it, mostly I celebrate someone else’s. Thanks for the shout out.

Tarphrex looks up at the hovering human. Too far…

But that one has tricks, doesn’t need Tarphrex probably. As Elisani slides into a hiding spot, he casts on the ground-bound allies. ”Friends go fast, get away!”

Haste for 7 rounds, should reach everyone but Ceven, no requirement that it be used to flee.

He tries to hide once the spell takes effect.

Stealth: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (1) + 11 = 12

I am. I thought there would be some description of Dadna's hit forthcoming. And I don't believe I can get into melee, anyway.

I don't think my Acrobatics is up for a tumble through maneuver.

Liesel-Marie should be one square to the right of the current map's position for her, in range for her ten-foot reach.

Liesel-Marie, even enraged, sees the advantage of numbers, and focuses on a single devastating strike.

Vital Strike: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (14) + 17 = 31

Slashing Damage: 1d12 + 26 ⇒ (6) + 26 = 32 and Fire Damage: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 1) = 6

Tarphrex finds a place of solitude if not quiet within the inn and practices his new spells - not casting, just the motions - and talking to Zenaida. He hopes she hears him and that she's still protecting him. He likes his new friends, but he wasn't ready to lose the old ones...

My poor melancholy little lizard

I obviously do not know what challenges you are dealing with (and I'm not asking you to tell me). I fully support your decision to do what's right for you and your health. If you find the time and energy to return to this story, I'll be happy to continue the story of Edrukk with the gang.

Peace.

In reference to long travel time, be safe, GM.

Liesel-Marie grunts with exertion, "Welcome back, little shadow, feeling rested?"

Liesel-Marie steps closer (5’ step) and swings twice at the giantess.

No vital strike this time, clearly.

Attack: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28 (Enraged, Searing Flesh, Power Attack)

Slashing Damage: 1d12 + 21 ⇒ (2) + 21 = 23 and Fire: 3d6 ⇒ (2, 5, 1) = 8

Attack: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14 (Enraged, Searing Flesh, Power Attack, Iterative)

Slashing Damage: 1d12 + 21 ⇒ (9) + 21 = 30 and Fire: 3d6 ⇒ (4, 1, 4) = 9

AC 25 with rage and shield

Liesel-Marie’s follow-through brings her around to face the giantess once more. ”There. Now we won’t be interrupted.”

Henri Patineur wrote:

Tarren the Dungeon Master wrote:

Mr. Rabbit, if he is here, is in a back room. Dare you enter?

Henri does, but first he asks the Magenta Medicine Man what his name is and where he hails from. ”Are the merchants of the Away Market from Tarokh?”

”About half,” says 3M, ”but any who are from Tarokh work closely with those of us who are not. Nothing originally from Tarokh gets sold here unless it is with permission from a royal, you see. The Away Market is for those who are from Away.”

Henri nods, "I wondered, based on the name, but hadn't asked. Thank you for explaining."

Henri Patineur wrote:

Wandering further after a brief conversation, he finds Mr Rabbit’s apparent shop. He looks over the Free Parts offerings to see if there is anything he recognizes or might study to learn more about and claims a couple interesting pieces.

After no one comes out of the shop, he will slowly approach and speak into the shop. ”Hello? Is Mr. Rabbit in?”

”Just leave it on the counter and I’ll have a look at it tonight,” says a familiar voice from the back. Henri can tell the voice is being translated by a device in the shop, but can’t see where. He can hear a squeaky voice buried behind the sound of the translation and knows that is the real voice and language of Mr. Rabbit. This doubling of the voices didn’t occur in the virtual world last night.

"Sorry if now is a bad time, I am not here for a repair. I was told to ask for Mr. Rabbit when I came to the Away Market. We met... somewhere else. I hope you didn't disturb Mrs. Rabbit too much."

Liesel-Marie, still on the defensive, smirks at the giantess and steps back 5'. She casts another spell. Longarm

"We're all too aware of your work. You have not paid your full measure and we are here to collect."

Liesel-Marie casts shield before winking at Kyt. She walks into the room, Kelseph’s head hanging from one hand and Icingflame in the other. She raises them and roars before letting the General’s fall to the floor, discarded like a piece of trash to be forgotten. She takes her greataxe in both hands and smiles in anticipation.

She is showing much bravado, but she hasn’t raged yet and she is careful to stand out of reach of the enemies as she makes her display. She’s hoping to shake the two bodyguards’ confidence with the show. AC 27. I don’t have enough actions to go total defense.

Edrukk spits, "Ah know the language o' those lil rats. It'll work fine if'n ye need t' use it."

BAD PLAYER!

Edrukk shakes his shaggy head, "Nah, goblin works. Ah know th' lingo of those wee folk. Don's ask me t' explain 'alfling-talk, though. Can't do it."

You want him in aura range for the free lesser restoration.

Lesser Restoration: 1d4 ⇒ 2

At least even numbers keep the math easy.

So sorry for your loss. Sending you all our best.