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I just bought the Core books and would love to play this also. I am happy with a generic fantasy game.

[mikeawmids] Here is my Llael alchemist, still working on the stats/background.

1d100 ⇒ 42 = success

Elane steps forward now that the immediate danger has passed and crouches down next to a small cluster of the trembling critters. She pokes one with the blunt end of her club and giggles when it emits a high pitched squeaky noise.

"Thank goodness we had such a mighty warrior to protect us from these terrifying beasts!" she says, smirking up at the half-orc brute.

Extracting a glass jar from her pack, the young alchemist gingerly picks up one of the creatures in her gloved hand and pops it inside the container. Having witnessed the acidic nature of their excretions, she is keen to investigate other applications for such a substance. (That's assuming that she even remembers she picked it up when she returns to the surface.)

"You have a gift for understatement." Elane remarks dryly, "It is the only thing more remarkable about you than your willingness to wear that stupid hat."

I sling a rock at one of the oozes clinging to Rurisk's back, hoping to knock it off or even kill it outright - fingers crossed.

Warrior [Ranged] attack: 1d100 ⇒ 83 = missed :(

Elane takes a step back and readies her sling. It does not look as though this situation can be resolved diplomatically. She is not unduly upset, as she is looking forward to dissecting one of these strange animals back at her laboratory.

Readying club/sling for combat

Initiative: 1d10 ⇒ 6

Logic: 1d100 ⇒ 61 [failure]

Elane cocks her head and stares at the unfamiliar organism owlishly.

"Whatever it is, it is certainly hideous." the young alchemist muses thoughtfully, "Maybe I should take a few samples...."

Minutes to complete rune: 1d10 ⇒ 6

Enchanting roll: 1d100 ⇒ 93

Another failure! :(

Forced to stand after the boisterous half-orc stole her chair, Elane rolls her eyes as the green-skinned oaf fumbles with his crossbow. Janiven had suggested that a non-violent solution should be pursued where possible, an instruction that the half-orc seemed intent on ignoring.

Producing a piece of chalk from her pocket, Elane begins sketching a series of arcane runes onto the floor of the tavern. Although she specialized in alchemy, she was also given a basic groundwork of runecraft, a skill which she now employs to draw a Rune of Entanglement in which to ensnare the first few Hellknights that crash through Rurisk's rushed fortifications.

Making an Enchanter roll to create the rune, a process which takes 1D minutes. How long do I have until the Hellknights start breaking down the door?

Minutes required: 1d10 ⇒ 3

Enchanter roll: 1d100 ⇒ 60

Failure.

Elane startles as the dwarven cleric beside her starts banging her mug on the table. As strongly as she agrees with Janiven's words, her mind had begun to wander as the woman's speech rambled on. Elane found it hard to focus on anything for very long, she had the attention span of a goldfish. A goldfish with concussion. She had been thinking about how to increase the potency of the experimental laxative she had been engineering when she received Janiven's mysterious summons. Now she wondered if her time could not have been more productively spent back in her workroom. Those dried frogs weren't going to dissect themselves now, were they? When the loud dwarven lady asks how to best win the hearts of the people, Elane immediately volunteers to concoct a potion that weakens the will of those that imbibe it, making their actions easier to dictate - a bit like sheep.

"It would only take a few hours to knock up a batch. Mix it into their water and hey presto, they'll be falling over themselves to do exactly what you tell them to!"

'Job done!' Elane thinks, leaning back in her chair and allowing a self-satisfied smile to twitch across her scarred face.