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I still recommend a 16 strength, a longspear, claws, and a judicious use of running in to battle.
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I've managed to scare my more martial party mates in melee combat.
Yup, still here, still willing to play with this group!
Okay, so the GM has been gone everywhere for the past month. I think we're out of a GM. However, I think we've got a great group here, and I'd hate for this game to die. So, if everyone else is amenable, I'm going to recommend that either one of us steps up to become the GM, or we go to the Recruitment board and shop for a new GM. Who's willing to help revive this game? (just say you're here, it doesn't mean you'll be GM. I'm willing to take over.)
Pyotr listens closely... "Coming together perfectly... Father's plan nearly complete... Wants strength to defy Pharasma..." His face snaps with concern to Nilan. "Priest, lend your strength to Pharasma. Let her flow through you. She is judging our captive, and now is the time to do her will!"
Definitely! And we'll wait for exams as necessary.
"I'll see. We will find who is left." Knot of pain for the deceased in his stomach, Pyotr turns to return to the entry chamber.
Pyotr looks Nathanos over. "It would say that, wouldn't it?" At the moment, Pyotr looks around, unsure of the proceedings. "The markings look like prayers, spells perhaps. I'm no wizard, I'm not entirely certain." Looking Nathanos in the eye, he adds, "We witnessed you kill children in front of our eyes. Do not think for one moment that you are blameless in all this."
Pyotr scowls as he hears Stephan's words. Poised to give in to his savagery, he lets out a dark growl... and backs off. "No..." he replies, "they do not."
Absolutely! I hope you're doing all right. Health first, always. In any case, I think we're all still here and happy to continue!
Pyotr keeps up with his frenzied rending, reveling in savagery.
Ah, no. Nilan won't be running through it. Edit my actions to have him run around it. I cannot edit the map right now. No problem, fixed it for you.
Pyotr watches Nathanos straight ahead and takes his chance. With a primal growl, talons erupt from the ends of his fingers as he charges, screaming, for the priest.
Dude. Nilan. You are not running through the portal, are you? That fiery area between the two pillars on the map? (In other news, I actually was Pyotr in my dreams last night for a bit. Kinda fun.)
Pyotr, given a straight line toward the zombie cultist, lashes out with his pale light to snare the zombie.
The faintly glowing tendril wraps around the cultist's body, and Pyotr tugs hard. The whip of light tears through undead flesh.
Pyotr moves into the room, takes a position outside one of the pillars, and loads his sling, eyeing the situation with fury.
Shut up, dad.
Pyotr grimaces menacingly as he pulls out his sling. As Iliya is immediately ahead of him, he traces out a rune on his shoulder that glows momentarily before fading. "Their evil will avoid you now, Barbarian."
Pyotr notes Stephan and Mathus holding back, and head on past them, after Henry, Iliya, and Nilan.
Still here are loving it!
Pyotr takes the rear, making sure everyone gets out from under the gargoyles.
Pyotr takes position, guarding the others as they grab everything in the chest and rush out. "Everyone out now!" He draws a sigil on his chest as ice sprays around him. "Move!"
"I am... unnatural," Pyotr explains. "The rain recoils from my presence. The snow refuses to fall on me. The fire does not warm me. Yes, bury me in a glacier, I will freeze. Throw me in a lake, I will drown. Force me into a fire, I will burn. But smaller things like this, will not strike me." As he steps across the room, acting as the shield for those with him, he adds, "But I do not know what awaits us at the chest. There could be another trap, something else blocking us. But let us see."
Happy Anniversary! Enjoy the time with your loved ones.
"Let's find out." Pyotr approaches Stephan and pulls him away from the corner to stand where he was shot at by the gargoyle. He stares it down and says, "Show me your wrath!"
Pyotr watches as the cold lashes out to strike the wall. He touches a slick patch of the floor out of the direct path of the gargoyles and feels the ice. The ice crackles and steams slightly, directly under the fingertip, trying to avoid the tiefling's touch. Pyotr inhales deeply. He adds, "I might be able to cross this room alone."
Unsure of where else to go, Pyotr stands in the middle of the circle and offers a prayer to Pharasma, thanking her for her deliverance.
Pyotr lets off an additional bolt at the skeleton before diving through the maelstrom into the central ward.
Pyotr skirts around the ward, looks for a good look at the skeleton Henry attacked, and extends his hand. The pale, diffuse light snakes forth again, seeking the fell champion.
Pyotr's eyes glaze over as he stares at the runic diagram. "Nilan, your skill is more knowledge based than mine. What can you tell about the circle?"
Pyotr listens to the conversation with a pained expression. He starts pacing, seeming far more like a caged beast than the one actually in a cage. "Perfect child..." he mutters, as he slams his fist against a sarcophagus.
"Not supposed to be here..." Pyotr stalks into the room, an odd gurgle not unlike a purr emanating from him. "Oh, my poor little fellow," he growls. With a quick clean jerk he lifts the man off the floor, bringing his face perilously close to his own. Pyotr's breath smells of decay and pumice. "Now then, kind sir, why don't you tell me where someone like myself is supposed to be?"
Just a quick too slow to react with Stephan, Pyotr does not reach the door in time to stop the catfolk's hand from being crushed. He then starts forcing the door open again.
Pyotr also struggles with the door.
Pyotr regards the scene with a certain level of detachment, essentially trying to force a certain calm about himself. He holds himself back, only to say in his rattly voice, "We need to give this man some dignity."
Pyotr pulls out his sling and loads a bullet into it. Keeping his other hand free and flexing it, he remarks, "Let us examine the source of the screaming."
Pyotr regards the necklace in the sarcophagus. His eyes flash momentarily as he looks in the sarcophagus, around the room, then down the hall toward the glowing symbol. He moves slowly, carefully.
His ear twitches as it picks up a sound. A grin reflexively curls his lip, but then he scowls and shuts his mouth tight.
Pyotr mumbles a garbled prayer, as a shred of the light bursting from him earlier returns to his form. "I'm with Nilan. We must make haste." He pulls out a glass vial, sealed with wax stamped with the image of Sarenrae. He hands it to Mathus. "Please, you are welcome to it."
Thank you! It's not just grease, it's Abyssal Grease!
That's fine, I only used the Grease because it would affect multiple opponents. Against a single, it would have been a waste and Disrupt would have been better.
You move first, and I move after knowing whether the skeleton stands or falls. So if I need to adjust, I can. Be my guest and take the lead!
I'm claiming this as Pyotr's theme music. Probably best for higher levels, but you got to start somewhere!
Seeing the new combatants enter the room, Pyotr snarls and clutches his throat menacingly. He emits a guttural, deep, chasm-like rattle from his throat, and vomits forth a foul, black expectorate. It hurtles across the room to land with a sickening squish on the floor in front of the skeletons. The ichor spreads of its own volition to cover a wide section of the floor. It bubbles and hisses, already beginning to dissipate, its volatile state already beginning to cause it to vaporize in sooty tendrils of smoke.
Fury clear in his eyes and flared, snorting nostrils, Pyotr closes with the skeletons, his hands sprouting hard, black talons.
Letting the more martial members of the team advance on the skeletons, Pyotr looks at one, extends his left palm, says "কঙ্কাল" and a beam launches from his palm to reach out to ensnare one...
but misses.
The tiefling stands, spear at the ready, waiting for the go-ahead.
Pyotr joins the party in examining the building.
So, just to confirm before I make the change, it's okay to add the drawback Paranoid and the trait Unscathed to my character, right?
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