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I will remove myself from the recruiting process and make room for someone in fewer games. GM Peachbottom, thank you for running the game, we players truly appreciate it.

Good luck and good gaming all.

Wisdom. I think I'll do likewise and withdraw for pretty much the same reason.

Have fun, people!

Quick "Scribe Scroll" question: Would you accept at first level for me to purchase a scroll (of something my wizard can cast, obs) and just say my wizard scribed it himself for story purposes?

Rhaedlaf was/is originally intended for a PFS game that never really materialized, and then for another game on the boards that is no longer active, so I'm pretty sure with some reworking of his CS, he'd fit right in. He's a human Wizard, built to work as a Gandalf/Elminster type, a student of the Conjuration school (but casts like a Universalist). He's intended to be more advisor and planner than spell-slinging combatant. As for his "communication" skills, he's got the Clever Wordplay trait which allows him to use his Int rather than Chr for Diplomacy. (His quick wit is both snarky and (hopefully) charming and funny.

I'll get to work on the changeover and background changes right away, but I just wanted to toss my name into the ring for this. Sounds like fun! (I'll let you know when he's officially ready)

Currently I'm only playing in one game, DM Salsa's Crypt of the Everflame, as Culver Cobbletoss, the quirky and lovable, halfling rogue.

Myself, I'm 54, a father of four, have been playing various TTRPGs since I was about 13 yrs old, and live in the U.S.'s mitten, near Detroit. I'm EST and can post daily.

Definitely enjoying this. Feels very "Table Top" for a PbP and that's pretty much the highest compliment I can give it.

No problem adding links as needed, either. Good idea, actually.

Feeling the surge of healing energies flowing through him, Rhaed blinks and actually stands taller, giving Zalona a kind smile. "Thank you, madam. Much appreciated."

Absolutely! Apologies on forgetting.

Wounded and drenched from both the downpour outside and the group's efforts to put a halt to the fire within the cabin, Rhaedlaf gives a sigh, leans on his staff and surveys the damage to the room.

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 7

"What a mess..."

Wincing in pain from the various bites and scratched garnered from the swarming rats, Rhaedlaf moves to help put out the smouldering flames. "Yes. Don't want to burn the ship down around ourselves before we discover what's going on here, eh?"

I take the full round action as a person physically putting them out, using a blanket/water/foot/etc. If it was a magical extinguish I think it would say that the "caster" can put them out as a full round action.

Works for me. Thought it couldn't hurt to check. :)

This from the spell description for Burning Hands: "A character can extinguish burning items as a full-round action."

Is that purely a mundane thing, or is it possible for Rhaed to "cancel-out" his magically summoned flame? The latter feels cooler, but probably not accurate. In any event, I don't want to post it that way, and then have to go back and write it out. Y'know? lol

Seeing the wave of rats flooding towards them, the still shaken Rhaedlaf none-the-less steps forward near the charismatic bard."Nempura, I must admit to having little to no talent musically, but in this one instance, I believe I can definitely harmonize with your melodic magic-making!"

ALSO delaying until the others have time to (hopefully) move.

The mage raises his staff as he draws in breath, humms slightly as if letting his own voice grow within his throat, and then for an instant the bumbling, nervous wizard is gone and Rhaedlaf's commanding voice calls out in an ancient arcane tounge, "Ardens Manus"

Suddenly a cone of searing flame leaves the fingertips of his other, outstretched hand, raining magically summoned flame down on the hapless rodents before him.

Burning Hands: 1d4 ⇒ 2
Burning Hands, 15' cone, Save for 1/2 Dmg

Immediately upon seeing the hanged man, the mage gasps and says, "Nethys's Eye! That's a bad, horrible omen... "

So disturbed is he, that Rhaedlaf barely registers Nempura's question, and only shakes his head in reply...

Rhaed gives the weapons a cursory glance, sees little that interests him, but debates casting his detect magic spell just in case. A small sigh follows before he decides against it at this point.

Quite the armory...and nothing apparently missing." he muses as he approaches the wedged door and coins. Listening to his companions he says, "Quite right. A solid set of deductions, ladies. I shall step out of your way, unless you think I can be of some use? I am afraid I have no spells that would likely help us in this endeavor..."

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Rhaedlaf, his eyes bright and intense, stands watching and listening, patiently leaning on his staff. Quite right. One door at a time, indeed."

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 20

After a moment, he arches an eyebrow. "Hmmmm.

Just don't shoot ME. :)

Thank ye. Somehow I missed that. Or rather, I remember reading it, but it didn't register. * yawn * Got up too early for a Saturday, methinks. lol

Ok, on a re-read...were we ever told specifically what items we're supposed to be retrieving? I see a comment about the owner of the Sprite wanting us to bring back a few items, but no details. LOL
Might be a problem, folks.

The wizard stammers for a moment, opens his mouth as if to speak, then closes it again, and clears his throat. "Possibly. Time will tell."

And then he nods and blatantly changes the subject. "I would assume the focus of our quest would be this way..."

"Agreed. Besides, for now, we deal only in conjecture. For all we know, he could have been lashed there to prevent his corpse from rising to slay the living..." Rhaed muses, blinks as if suddenly realizing he was speaking aloud, and then adds, "But again, as I say, it is all theory at this point. I'm sure he was a fine fellow."

With a slight nod, he follows behind Aris as she moves on.

Since Nempura is casting Detect Magic, Rhaed will refrain from doing so for the moment, so long as she is not being subtle about it. Question for the DM, in your world, does the spell only show what's magical to the caster or to everyone within sight range? I've played with DMs who've handled it both ways. Figured it was better to check.

Breathing hard, Rhaedlaf clears the rail and clambers over onto the deck. The dark-haired wizard takes a moment to collect himself, and then stands, smoothing out his robe and leaning upon his staff.

"Curious." the mage frowns, taking in the gruesome view, then looking down at the wood of the deck itself, and then upward to where the sails would be. "Perhaps there was a storm? A reason to secure himself to the helm, so as not be thrown overboard? I admit I am no expert in nautical matters..."

Waiting patiently, and to be truthful, nervous about the climb, Rhaedlaf glances about, looking at the ship, the water...pretty much everything to keep his mind off the climb...

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 6

...But, boy-oh-boy, that climb...

Climb Attempt: 1d20 ⇒ 10

Awkwardly, but hand over hand, Rhaed does his best to climb the rope...

The mage grimaces at the hapless corpse, and then fixes his gaze on the Sea Sprite and the matter at hand.

"Is anyone here good at throwing a grapple? I am afraid, that is not amongst my otherwise numerous talents..." This last he says with a chuckle.

Strength: 1d20 ⇒ 6

Looking out of place and slightly befuddled, the mage still does his best to take a grip on one of the oars to row...and obviously has no idea whatsoever what he's doing. Still, he tries, though his movements are far more comical than helpful.

After a few moment of this, Rhaed exhales and removes his hat, then runs his fingers through his hair before replacing the wide-brimmed headgear. "Well. This day is just full of opportunities to learn new things...

So. Learning new things every day. Like the fact that I hate ships.

As a less-than-stellar swimmer, Rhaedlaf had planned to spend most of the voyage below decks, studying his spells, the mage had discovered to his absolute horror that he was, in fact, rather prone to sea-sickness, and had spent the entirety of the journey so far at the rail, vomiting, or wishing that he could.

Puffy-eyed and feeling frail, the magic-user drew some comfort from the fact that the row boats were far less likely to induce more nausea, and did his best to be amicable as he stowed his gear aboard one and found a spot to secure himself.

"So. This is fun, eh?" he muttered and sighed.

Back. Was MIA with some serious OT the last two days. Apologies. Wasn't expecting it or I would have warned you guys."

Quiet during the entire encounter, having entered silently after they'd begin and then simply nodding and perhaps brooding as the conversation drew on, Raedlaf purses his lips and arches a bushy eyebrow, "Done. A question, however: Have you access to potions that would allow one to breathe under water, or might you know where we could find draughts like this?"

A small pause and a glance around the table at his newfound business partners and the mage shrugs, "I like to be prepared for possible...especially probable...contingencies.

Just saw this. I wasn't trying to be a Diva or overly dramatic...lol Re-reading my comment it kinda reads that way.
Apologies.

Ok, after some consideration, I'll give it shot and try to keep up. I really do like the characters and you folks are really quite talented, so it's worth giving it a go.

Apologies on tardiness. Real Life interfered with fun this weekend.
I do have a concern, though. While one post a day is doable, and occasionally more, I am not sure I can keep up with the group pace of three or more. NOT that I'm criticizing whatsoever. You guys are great RP'ers and I love your posts, but it's rather intimidating.

I think maybe I should bow out now before the group sets sail and allow someone else to join the party who can keep up with you.

I’m starting to feel a bit one dimensional. =(

As a Str based, dwarven rogue??

While technically a conjurer, Rhaed will cast as a generalist wizard for the most part, excluding necromancy and enchantment. He's more of a battlefield controller than a blaster, to be sure. Though, he won't forego damage dealing spells altogether.

And he has a healing-ish spell of his own, as well. ;)

The bearded wizard turns back toward the dour-faced dwarf and the smile leaves his face. His tone isn't rude, but it's no longer jovial when he speaks, "I bear no good will towards anyone who practices the dark arts, delves into the animation of the dead, nor with anyone who meddles in matters infernally arcane. I am a wizard of the conjuration school, madam, and I am good at my craft." A pause, and then a slight smirk, "Though I am absolutely horrible when it comes to enchanting things...unlike your talented friend there."

The mage grins and it is unclear whether he'd known what she'd meant before or not, but his manner is friendly and he gives her a nod all the same. "A pleasure to meet you as well, Helgar. Well met, indeed."

Rhaedlaf then turns to Einar, giving him an expectant look, saying, "Would you be so kind, sir, as to introduce these fine people, and myself of course, to your aforementioned captain friend?"

The dwarf eyes the man suspiciously as he introduces himself. She considers his words and sees an opportunity and offers, ”Have a seat. A mage ye say do you be knowing any useful spells or is it rabbits and such with you too.”

"I have my secrets, to be sure. And a good selection of spells, as well. Both practical and militant, as the situation may call for...though I am most fond of conjurations. Though to be fair, few of them are as positive or boyant as your spellworkings with the weapons, earlier."

As he speaks, Raedlaf nods and slides a chair up to the table before sitting.

"An introduction would be nice." Helgar said, feeling somewhat overwhelmed from the lively conversations that were breaking out all around.

"Well, I am Rhaedlaf, as I said, and you would be...?

Small note on Rhaedlaf's manner of speaking: He talks a lot. He chatters, and obviously likes the sound of his own voice. (Think Tony Stark, but less charming or smart) This is intentional and not because I simply like to type dialogue. :D So, feel free, so long as it's not TOO rude, once the characters get to know each other, to tell him to cut it out.

Also, Mr. Clint, did Rhaedlaf know anything about the Gloamhold that he overheard the drunk gentleman muttering about? Rolled a 19 on Knowledge check...

Rhaedlaf

Aila makes her way back to Rhaedlaf; “Here ya go hun, meal and an ale.” nodding towards the musicians and the people dancing; “Looks like it’s going to be a fun night. Don’t spend it all sitting in the corner over here all by yourself.” She gives you a wink any a playful smile; “Anything else I can get you?”

His eyes taking in the friendly commotion at the dwarves' table, Rhaedlaf glances at Aila and winks back, "Mayhaps a bit of what they're having, if it's not too much trouble?"

....

Finding himself intrigued by the verbal antics as well as finding himself in a rather good mood from the excellent music, Rhaed rises, takes hold of his staff, and steps over to the table where Einar is holding court. "A thousand pardons, friends, but I couldn't help but overhear your conversation...not that you were really trying to keep it hush-hush..." the magic-user chuckles good-naturedly, momentarily holding up a finger to his lips in a shhh-ing motion.

"I admit, I have been unapologetically eavesdropping on what is obviously a good time, when I detected something of the possibility of an interesting enterprise. And frankly, I simply love enterprises, especially ones that might include things like exotic items and ancient items."

The wizard nods his head at the group and adds, "My name is Rhaedlaf of Grendon, and I am by profession a Magister. Perhaps you have heard of me?" His expression leaves no doubt that he does not expect any one to know his reputation. He motions towards the table,"Might I join you? Or were you, perhaps, about to move somewhere a bit more amendable to quiet conversation, and if so, might I tag along?"

Diplomacy: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (17) + 3 = 20
Making this mostly because Rhaed's diplomacy comes from his wit and banter rather than his charisma and being especially likable.

Rhaedlaf

As you come down the stairs, the only small table you see sits empty in the corner. You might think to yourself it’s a good vantage point of the room as a whole. It sits opposite corner from the musicians, and you have a clear view of the bar and the stairs that lead down into this bar.

The patron you side step seems to be grumbling to himself as he makes his way with the difficult task of climbing up the stairs “they won’t be laughin with the overrun… Gloamhold’s growing…”

You pass by a table with a bar maid siting on the edge of it. She’s talking to a dwarven patron and without breaking her concentration, she gently grabs your elbow as you pass by; “I’ll be right with you hun. Make yourself at home.” The kindness in her voice makes you think of a bar maid that would work the inn in a smaller country village. It’s rather welcoming and homely.

You settle into the small table and relax for a moment placing your hat on the table.

The musicians continue to play and sing

To right the unrightable wrong,
To love pure and chaste from afar,
To try when your arms are too weary,
To reach the unreachable star!

Knowledge(Arcana/History/Nature): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19

The mage gives Aila a friendly smile and waits patiently, eventually ordering a mug of ale and some of the sausage and bread. Afterwards, he simply taps his foot in slow rhythm with the musicians and noting the gathering of dwarves nearby along with the third of their kind making her way through the room. Trouble? No, likely not. Just relax, Rhaed. You're here to take it easy and relax...

Rhaedlaf arches an eyebrow and leans his staff into the corner itself behind him. He then turns his attention to the two attractive women making their way to the stage to perform and sets his elbows on the table and steeples his fingers in front of his chin, listening.

Ok, apologies on my character sheet on my profile. I reworked the details of a former character for this, and the old one was made with 20 pts, and I missed a couple of changes...and for some reason I can't modify my profile from my phone. Will have to edit when I get home from work later today.

Rhaedlaf pauses at the top of the stairs to take in the room, sees nothing more than marginally out of sorts, and walks down the steps with a slight smirk of amusement.

He pauses to let a patron go by who'd obviously been drinking for awhile, then deftly sidesteps a tavernmaid with a full tray of drinks before settling himself at a small table. He then removes his wide-brimmed hat and sets it on the table in front of him.

% Roll: 1d100 ⇒ 50

Counter that. (Plastic Dragon here...)
Worked this one up and ready to go. Human Wizard of the Conjuration disciplines, heading to the tavern for a drink...