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Back from the trip. We hiked rim-to-rim at the Grand Canyon. It was hard, it was amazing, it was worth it, and I can't wait to return to do it again. Will see tomorrow what work holds in store. That's going to impact posting availability - I just hope the vacation was enough to keep me sane over the next couple of weeks.
At my house we are in the final run-up to our annual fall adventure. This year, we will not have access to wifi for at least four days. In addition, pressure at work related to my anticipated absence and ongoing major project may take me out of the game earlier than that and may keep me off the boards for a while after. I wanted to post this to all my games while I could to explain that I may go silent for a while. I may get a few more posts in - I'm not sure when radio silence will begin. It could start as early as today - probably late tomorrow - and might run through the 26th if the project goes poorly. Please don't let my absence stall the game. Bot me as necessary and we will pick up the pieces (or roll up my new character) when I return. Peace.
I didn't get terribly deep into ACG - I just don't have time and there's a bit of feature fatigue setting in - but I did try to look to see what applied to Q'urtaz. As you mentioned, the Charisma score became less important, so I trimmed it in order to gain a point on the Wisdom modifier. Too bad the Weapon of the Chosen doesn't apply to sacred weapons rather than favored weapons - I was hoping to use the scimitar as my primary weapon rather than the flail, so the feat tree isn't that attractive. As always, if someone has something they think I should consider, I'm all ears.
"Does this explain the mysterious tracks, then?"
"I have little skill in tracking."
"Did you notice this?"
Frowning, "I did not notice. What does it feel like?"
The big difference was previewed on the blog; there's no BAB bonus for your sacred weapon. However you might want to re-spend your ability score points, as Charisma is no longer even a little bit relevant to warpriest class abilities. I did not commit a lot to Charisma, but I think I will reallocate once I have my ACG in hand.
Q'urtaz steps carefully into the room and immediately to the side, looking around.
I don't know about a rebuild other than squaring up with the final rules. Anything significant that changes for a first-level warpriest?
Chuckling, Q'urtaz apologizes, "Too true. Let us see what lies ahead." He moves up to the door and listens before trying this one, too.
Q'urtaz waits for Slurk to investigate the path ahead.
Pushing the door open the rest of the way, Q'urtaz makes a point of looking at the surface of the steps, expecting the dust to be undisturbed. Motioning to the little scout, Q'urtaz says, "It appears clear."
Exhaling a breath he didn't realize he was holding, the oread looks to assure himself the others, especially Bes, are ready and presses gently to open the door slightly.
The oread will move up to the door and see if he can identify the catch. "You are sure? You said the last door was safe, too..."
Q'urtaz studies the room from his standpoint (using darkvision as necessary) before stepping aside for others to peer in.
Q'urtaz tries to aid the medusa in moving the door.
When the boulder-that-is-a-man comes to a stop, he stands somewhat sheepishly and bows in Slurk's general direction. "It seemed prudent to move with haste. My apologies, small one." He takes a moment to utter a quiet prayer to Anubis, hovering his hand over the puncture wounds in his 'skin'.
The oread's gem-like eyes widen as he realizes the potential results of the current situation. With all of the speed his limbs can provide, he rushes toward the others in the party, heedless of whoever he might run over in his rush.
Q'urtaz looks down at his form. "Huh, OK."
"Little one, how many times do you think this trap might work?"
A thought occurs to Q'urtaz. "Maybe the sand will hold the trigger down." With the sandbag still in place, he turns over, crawls forward, and presses down with both hands on the trigger.
"I will try to empty the trap. Give me a bag of sand and move out of the hall." With a prayer , the oread lays on his back with the bag of sand on his chest. Heaving it up and 'overhead', he slams it into the trigger plate and waits to see the result of his handiwork, waiting until any airborne darts have fallen before taking stock of the situation.
"Do we have a pair of poles or a plank in our equipment? I could brace them at the base of the door to allow Master Slurk to work on unlocking the door without touching the floor. When the door is open, we would have something to jump to."
Q'urtaz rumbles down the hallway. "What do you need me to do, small one?"
The oread mutters, "Well, that answered my question, didn't it?"
"Where did the missiles issue from?" He peers into the hall from his position, looking for the answer himself.
Q'urtaz quickly steps protectively before Bes, far too late to do any good, as he rumbles, "Little one? Are you badly injured? Ashar, are you able to continue?"
"If I were the suspicious type..." Leaving the statement unfinished, Q'urtaz looks down at the kobold.
Q'urtaz defers to the ifrit, if he wishes, or will make the attempt with him. Aid or roll, as you wish. No peeking until you decide!:
Nodding at the ifrit's actions, Q'urtaz rumbles, "Proper respect considering the moment. Anubis approves."
Nodding, "So it seems our theory still holds. Good." He stows the pitons and the hammer in his pack. He offers the jars to the others.
The oread takes a moment to search the body, mostly looking for identifying marks.
Using his scimitar, Q'urtaz will poke the body to ascertain, hopefully, that it is not animated.
With a rumbling chuckle, Q'urtaz replies, "A generous offer, little one. However, if I am to climb, I will have to shed some gear." With a glance at Bes, he steps back and begins to remove his armor, tucking the various pieces into his pack where possible or tying them to hang from the pack otherwise.
Q'urtaz watches the boot below for any movement before committing to climbing down. If anyone else makes a move to climb down, he holds up on stony palm. "A moment..."
Gesturing toward the boot, Q'urtaz looks at Slurk and says, "Found one."
"Looks like the shaft opens into the ceiling of a room below, but I cannot make out the floor from here." He looks back toward the doorway to the tomb. "It's deeper to the new chamber than I am from the door. We will need extra rope."
"Let me help the beast."
Once Slurk indicates it is safe to proceed, Q'urtaz will move into the room and peer down into the darkness .
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