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So I have been thinking long and hard about this, but I think I may need to step away from this game. I know we don't post very often, but I find myself struggling to get back into this character after spending so much time away. I also admit I may have a mildly unhealthy obsession with PbP, and so I have gotten myself into quite a few games.

I hate backing out of something after I have made a commitment to play, but I have found that when I make the time to post, I would rather focus on the games that I have that are much more active. This one tends to take the back burner because of that, and it really isn't fair to all of you.

I understand if that sounds like a flimsy excuse, and I apologize if this messes with any of you and your fun at the table here. Again, this wasn't an easy decision to make, but I think it is best.

I do enjoy the concept behind this character, and you guys helped to bring it out of him. Hopefully I will still see you around the boards!

GM Olmek - could you please mark me as inactive on this thread so it goes off of my active list? Thanks again, and again my apologies if this is a big inconvenience!

I'll be there too Nurin! Let's try to him up to say hi at least

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"Good point Nurin. Let's be about it, there must be something here we can use."

Pravic pulls his hammer from his back, expecting to use it to chase critters away that are likely more afraid of him than anything else. He makes his way to the crumbled building to look around.

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"We'll have a lot more walking to do even after we find a way to this island. Don't worry Ivey, Ye'll be stronger fer it." Pravic chuckles at the little gnome, hefting his pack and continuing on.

His voice trailing off in the distance as he moves out in front,

"The Kingdom of the Tharnhammers won't discover itself!"

"Then let it be known that the Tharnhammers now own this herd!" Pravic shouts, a wry grin on his face, knowing full well that echoing words off a cavern wall will not hold the claim for him. Strength of arms, however...

"We should keep moving. We have much of our new kingdom to discover, and it's riches are already evident. We still need to find a way over to that island."

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"Ha! Look at us all paranoid over a herd of cows. Wait... Aren't cows an above ground thing?" Pravic asks, his nose crinkled in his confusion. He begins walking up the rise to get a better look at what is on the other side.

Sounds good! :)

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"Hmf" Pravic huffs at the thought of being quiet. Asking him to be quiet was akin to asking fire not to burn. It was just the way of things.

He stands in one place, shuffling back and forth on his feet. The silence of the area, despite the mooing sound merely serves to accentuate the clanking and creaking of his heavy armor.

In the interest of not getting bogged down in case our gnome doesn't post for a while, can we just assume she scouts forward for a few minutes and returns back with a report, or with no report if she doesn't find anything?

"Well exploring is what we are here for, so let's see how far we need to go around to find a dock or bridge." Pravic smiles and goes back to humming the tube that had been stuck in his head all day. Well... All week.

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"I wonder if the sturdy mushrooms would float? Or carry this load" Pravic says with a smirk, rubbing his ample belly.

Totally down with the raft idea, and if that won't work somehow then will follow with the NW suggestion. At this point, one direction is as good as any other.

Pravic's tactical mind whirls with the possibilities for defense, already planning locations for these plants in the gnome city, as well as harvesting the building materials.

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Fair warning, get the app and you will find yourself refreshing it every 5 minutes itching to read the next post. Especially when you have a group that can put up 30+ posts collectively in one day... Per game....

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I have been using it for8 months or so, no security issues that I know of. It's not amazing by any means, but it does make posting from my phone far less painful. As far as reading my threads, I almost prefer it over the laptop. My biggest complaint is when you are in the middle of a post, then you want to go back and verify some piece of information, it's a pain. Otherwise the shortcuts for the bbcode are really nice. I would definitely recommend it. I used it when I had no computer access for several weeks when we moved, I never missed a beat. (i currently play in 5 separate pbp games, 3 of which post about 2-4 times a day)

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"No, I believe what Reginald is trying to say is we can hear someone from miles away. We need some of these for our new city, and for all of the areas that will fall under our realm, to aid in defense. Based on the sound we heard, I would guess there is a storm a ways off. What do ye think brother?"

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Turning to his kin, "We've got a lot of ground to cover, and only guesses as to which way is the best. What say we head north, and see what we can find on that mountain. If we can get high enough, we might just be able to get a better view of the area."

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"Anything useful Nurin? If not, we should be pressing onward. We can make up some time before settling down to rest next."

Pravic hoists his pack, his warhammer dangling from his side as he looks around at the cavern walls.

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Congrats!

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Pravic follows Bali towards the waterfall, just in case something jumps out at her. His warhammer remains drawn.

I wonder what is inside? With the roar of this water, it wouldn't be to hard to sneak up on whoever is in there...

We don't have much for treasure yet... could use a clw wand for sure!

Pravic grunts, still smarting from the slashing he took from the now dead scorpion.

"Aye, clean out the dung hill if you want, but we should keep moving."

He wraps a bandage around the wound, resets his armor, hefts his shield and warhammer, and waits until the group is ready to push further into the jungle.

Pravic grunts as the scorpion lands a solid blow, but shrugs it off and otherwise shows nothing for the sharp pain the gash has caused. He wades in closer to the gigantic insect, making room for someone else to get close and swinging his hammer hard.

Power Attack: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (7) + 5 = 12 for B. Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

5' step then attack.

fortitude: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Pravic shakes off the poison and just growls at the blind bugs.

"Stupid Vermin..." he mutters, pulling out his war hammer and taking a swing.

power attack: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 for bludgeon damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14

didn't have anything drawn, so using the warhammer 2-handed, ac shown in tag line is with shield, which I won't have til next round

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So we are waiting on Ivy and the scorpions right? Just want to make sure I am not holding anything up...

Pravic follows his druidic brother down the stairs, carefully. The last thing he wants to do is embarrass himself by slipping and tumbling down the slick stairs.

Perception: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Ok - Just realized a problem with another one of my games, looks like it affected this one as well. I thought I had posted some time ago that I was going down the rope, but it looks like wayfinder may have eaten that post too. Sorry!

Pravic lets out a low whistle at the sights before him as the group breaks out of the tunnel and into the cavern.

"Eh... if this is what yer sky looks like Grim, mebbe I can see why ye'd stay up there a while now and then. ... Mebbe."

With a grin and an elbow to the ribs, Pravic moves towards the rope and shimmies down, feet braced against the wall for support as he moves.

Take 10 climb down: 10 - 2 = 8

Pravic hums another tune, commonplace for him as they travel through the tunnels.

"Lake of Diamonds? Now that sounds interesting. Can't say I wouldn't mind looking into that a bit further. But first things first. The Fungal Jungle, and the secrets it holds about our quest."

After an appropriate break from the travels, the hardy dwarf gets up, and makes to move further down the road. Apparently it would be another 5 days of walking. He didn't mind at all.

Mis-read the GM's post... information on the jumping off point is in the fungal jungle... yes, we should go there first. My bad. Read Pravic, READ! :)

Sorry!!

I check so regularly, that once in a while I check, and forget I am supposed to respond. I put a post up, hopefuly it isn't too cheesy.

Pravic is almost paranoid about asking what the sword is, so he will wait until they are away from the gnomes before checking to see if it is magical....

I'm glad you prodded us. I will make it a point to check more often in the future.

On another note... I will be moving from northern michigan to the kalamazoo/battle creek area in a few weeks. I don't expect it will affect my posting rate, but I will let you know if I am going to run into trouble. I am excited about seeing where we will be taking this next!

Pravic steps forward, not seeing anyone else do so, and bows reverently, accepting the mighty gift.

"The Tharnhammers will wield it well. Ye honor us greatly M'lord and M'lady. To a bright future."

Pravic raises the sword in salute as he steps back.

"Well brothers and sisters, It seems we should be off. I expect we have had plenty of time to prepare. Best we travel a bit lighter than when we came here. Shall we?"

With a smile to the gnomes, Pravic begins to lead the way from the underground city to the north, towards the Great Jumping Off Point.

The only thing Pravic can attempt as far as knowledge is dwarven history, and this seems like it wouldn't apply. I'll make the roll anyways, but don't expecting anything.

Know, History (dwarven only, can used untrained): 1d20 + 2 - 1 ⇒ (10) + 2 - 1 = 11

Pravic takes the declaration in stride, if a little stunned.

Briefly thoughts race through his mind, wondering what the 'textbook' decision on this would be. That worry is quickly erased, as he thinks about the long lost home of his kin, and the kingdom that the Tharnhammer line must represent in the future.

"Aye, Tammer. The good gnomes of Fasturvalt wish to become vassals of the Tharnhammer Kingdom, and so on behalf of my kin and ancestors, I accept yer offer. As ye said, we have yet to establish a throne to rule from, and that is our goal. We will find and reclaim the lost halls of Dammerhall, and yer city with be the crown jewel of our kingdom. Until that time, Fasturvalt is yers to rule. This brotherhood between yer kin and mine will be a brotherhood that will last through the ages."

Pravic bows reverently, turning and smiling to Reginald and the others when he returns to his position with the group.

"There will be much work to do, to begin our foray into the underdark, to reclaim our home." He says to the others. "We came looking for allies, and instead we found brothers. Those who we were willing to shed blood on behalf of, and now are willing to serve us in return. Let our partnership be one of mutual aid and service. Fasturvalt will never fall, as long as there is a Tharnhammer to watch over her."

"Aye m'lord. I won't pretend to know your political scene, we've only just arrived. We have many things we hope to accomplish, first and foremost to re-establish the friendship between yer kin and mine that should have been strong since long ago. I do not want to see that chance slip away at the death of one gnome, even if his final hour was as fine as any. Yer people need a leader. If the battle of Fasturvalt has shown us anything, ye are a gnome capable of doing the job. They will look to you for wisdom, and ye have what they need."

That seems a bit tricky... Could fall apart if it is found out. But this city cannot fall just because the leader has fallen...

Pravic keeps his pessimistic thoughts to himself for now. As much as he loved to argue, this was not the time, nor the place.

"Let's see what Tammar has to say. I can help make sure no one enters or leaves in the time being, to prevent word from spreading before we are ready to deal with the consequences."

Pravic is stunned by the news, and nearly falls to his knees, and his thoughts quickly echo those of Reginald.

"But... What do you mean end of Fasturvalt? Surely there is a line of succession?"

What of our mission? Our aim was to reforge our alliance with these folk, and launch from here in our search to reclaim our home! What aid will they be able to offer if they are reeling from a vacuum in the leadership?

Pravic casts a worried glance in Reginald's direction, then to his other kin.

We will be speaking about this soon, to be sure...

Wasn't sure how we were doing hit points, so I rolled here. Let me know if it is different and I will change it in hero lab.

Hit Points: 1d10 ⇒ 9

Edit: Woohoo! More useful as a backup healer! can Lay on Hands 3 times now for 1d6 each.

And I have DR1/adamantine. Which is awesome.

First of all, congratulations to you all and thanks for sticking around. Feel free to level up. :)

woohoo!

Pravic's face goes white at the proclamation. He nods knowingly at Reginald, assuming it is the drow poison, doing its evil work. He starts running to the infirmary.

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"Huzzah! Huzzah!" Pravic moves around the battlefield congratulating the gnomes and capitalizing on the euphoria of driving back the invaders.

There will be mourning for the dead, but let's not let this opportunity pass...

When the adrenaline begins to wear off, he helps organize crews to move through the battlefield, separating the dead from the living, and finishing off the drow that fall into the latter category. He assists the medic teams whenever he can to move the gnomes quickly to the aid tents set up, and generally makes himself available for the aftermath of the battle.

All through it, he takes a moment to clap his hands on the shoulders of his kin, congratulating them on a job well done, and for the perceptive, indicating that he is happy they all survived.

"Has anyone checked on Lord Geirni? How did he fare from the drow poison?"

Ancient Enmity, +1 to attack elves

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Pravic lines up another swing of his hammer at the drow between him and his brother.

Power Attack, Flank, AE: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 13 for Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9

"Hold still ye squirmy rats!" Frustrated at another swing and a miss, Pravic hefts his shield in preparation for the counter strikes.

Pravic digests the words of the leader, pointed at his brother. There was no time to react to that just yet though as the elves begin to pour around the corner.

"Hold the line! Shoot that devil on the rooftops! Hold nothing back, if we break them here we win the day!"

Pravic then charges forward, using a few steps to put some momentum behind his swing as he crashes into the front lines.

Taking an AoO from drow #6 to get into flanking with Grimdahl

Attack, flank: 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 4 + 2 = 10 for Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13

Oof...

Grimdahl, for all the time he spent away from the caves, was still a Tharnhammer dwarf. He could handle himself. It was the drow who should be worried...

Sorry to hear about that. Depression is such a strange thing, and can be so easy to misunderstand. It's not always about the circumstances either, though the circumstances of life can often make it much worse.

Some people might dismiss it, or just think its weird (especially from a dude who plays pathfinder on message boards) but I'll pray for you. I hope you find the peace you need. And of course I'm happy to be a part of whatever distraction you might need in the meantime. Don't worry about us, real life >>>>> games, and we are just happy to have you around while you can be here.

---As the Tharnhammers regroup---

Pravic reaches in his back and pulls his only potion of cure light wounds out, handing it to Bali.

"Ye'll be needing this if ye want to cut down a few more drow. Sorry I don't have more Ingrid - May Torag keep the blades away from us and lead ours to strike true." He says with a smile.

Just looked through my gear and realized I had that listed - sorry for not noticing earlier. Can Ingrid cast healing spells yet? Not very familiar with warpriest at low levels...

"Get him there now then! Use your fastest mount. I cannot get you there any faster, GO!" Pravic barks the order that will brook no questions.

"Reginald - It appears Lord Geirni was poisoned with Gnomesbane. He didn't collapse until we made to reinforce your positions, his militia is rushing him to the infirmary now. The rest of us are on our way to you. Better to tell the other gnomes now than have them question his newfound leadership when he doesn't show up with us. Make sure they know he lead the charge here, and whatever happens, we will not let this city fall!"

Pravic utilizes the message spell that has been so invaluable in transferring information between the two fronts.

I hope they get him there fast enough...

"Aye Lothar - I agree. I didn't see it that way before, but that is an excellent point. Lord Geirni - As Lothar suggested - Leave a runner here to watch for treachery if the Drow decide to try that little trick again. Lets get up there as fast as our stubby little legs can carry us!" Pravic hustles back across the unguarded homes, making a straight line to the bridge to reconnect with the main force.

Happy Bali-ntines day! been thinking about that one all day... Nerd alert... :)

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"The drow here are routed Reginald, none survived. All dwarves and gnomes accounted for." Pravic says out loud, pointedly to Nurin as well as through the message spell to the elder dwarf.

"We don't have time for prisoners, we must get back to bolster the line at the bridge. The drow will be pouring into that part of the city any time now. Lord Geirni - Leave a contingent of your men on the shores here to make sure that snake doesn't try that trick again."

Pravic takes a deep breath to make sure everyone for a hundred yards around him can hear. "One more push and we wipe the filthy drow from your city for good! We. Are. Winning!"

Once Nurin has completed the necessary task, he moves with the contingent back to the bridge that Reginald and his brother hold.

Pravic chuckles as Bali curses her luck in not being able to cut more drow down herself.

"cheer up lass, there's plenty more killing to be done afore the day is over!" he reaches his hand down to give her an assist to stand back up.

"To bad Torag hasn't blessed me with the power to heal just yet... Until then we will have to rely on potions. Maybe these villains have something on them..."

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Since Bali isn't actually unconscious, I can't occupy her square, which would have been a cool visual of standing over her body to protect her... This guy is going down quick anyways. Then we can all rush to the beach...

Pravic lets out a dwarven growl as he sees his cousin crumple to the ground, down, but not out. He rushes past the gnomish lord, blindly ignoring the opening in his defense left by his movement, and places the drow directly between himself and Lothar. Once in position, he swings his hammer in a forceful arc over the top of his shield, aiming to end this threat as quickly as possible.

Attack, Flank, AE: 1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 26 for Damage: 1d8 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11

that movement provokes an Aoo. Pretty sure that will clean up the mess on the docks... :)

Unfortunately, Bali, the three drow charged you, ignoring your AoO.

Pretty sure that doesn't matter in Pathfinder. any movement leaving a threatened square provokes unless it is a 5 foot step or the first step in a withdraw action. Since Bali has a reach weapon, when the drow closed in to his melee range, he would have left her threatened area, which was 10' away due to her reach weapon. (technically all 3 would have provoked, but she can only take 1 attack) He still gets to make his normal attack after Bali's AOO is resolved, provided he is alive. I tried to find anything in reference specifically to charging through a threatened square, but couldn't. One alternative would be the drow using Acrobatics to avoid provoking an AoO. In this case the DC of the check would be Bali's CMD+10 because he moved at full speed.

Pravic feels as much as hears the message from Reginald.

"They have not made it past the beach, half their force is gone. We are holding!"

No sense in telling him about Bali, she'll be fine, no need to make the old dwarf worry.

Focusing back on the fight in front of him, he shouts to his cousin, "We're behind ye, Hold yer ground!"

Pravic makes to charge the elves threatening his kin.