"I can fight one-handed," insists Rik'tik as he continues with the magical shortsword in one hand, and torch in the other. Though his torch hand occasionally seems to move toward his trident--a weapon he might choose to throw when the time is right.
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Good gaming, Surla! And happy holidays to one and all.
As Eser methodically destroys the trap, Rik'tik meditates on what might lie beyond. As the trap is finally destroyed, Rik'tik hisses at Grasz, who heads into the fountain to bask in it. He'd been out of the water long that it was a welcome relief. Rik'tik holds up his torch, lighting the way forward. "Maybe koboldsss make lasssst ssstand ahead? Be ready."
"Maybe the koboldsss will run away from all the noise," offers Rik'tik. Or prepare more traps, he thinks, but he was perfectly comfortable with the slow and steady approach.
"No don't--". Rik'tik tries to interject as Pfil starts fishing out coins, but as the first coin comes out safely, he relents. "Fine, we have time to clear the ssstonesss then, while you're fissshing." Rik'tik begins the work of clearing enough of the rubble to ensure safe passage.
I mean, if you ask the person who's about to exit the campaign, I would endorse going out with a bang! But I think the continuing characters' thoughts are what matter.
"Oh good, more trapsss. Let usss not try to get coinsss from the fountain," he warns. He and Grasz stay a good distance from the fountain.
Hey folks, I've come to the conclusion that I want to wind down my PbP games. I've done PbPs for a long time and enjoyed them, but I've been struggling with checking in regularly. Hoping we can actually knock out this dungeon by Christmas! After which, Rik'tik and Grasz will retire to the swamps once more.
Just watch out for proton torpedoes.
Oops, missed this. Will revise my post suggesting that we heal.
"Essser can also help," he adds, having seen the bird creature heal some wounds during their journey together. "Stay in the back, Pfil--we take care of kobold trapper, then rest."
Rik'tik watches with growing horror as Pfil starts attacking the bear trap rather than disabling it. "Pfil, what are you--" He cringes as Pfil is crushed by the trap, quickly pulling out a minor healing potion and pretty much dousing her with it.
"If only Inva was here . . . " he laments.
I tried to help you, Pfil. I really did.
According to the Thievery / Disable a Device rules, a trap is triggered only upon a critical failure of a thievery check. So given the DC and her skill, Pfil should be okay if she doesn't roll a 1--would just have to retry until success or critical failure.
Cool--what kind of trap is it?
I put my croc back on the map assuming he's had time to catch up by now. Is Pfil our resident Thevery specialist now who can take care of the trap?
Riktik points at some tracks, and then in the direction of the statue to indicate that their quarry seemed to have gone that way.
Rik'tik halts as he encounters the obvious trap, while Grasz continues to catch up. "Which way did trap kobold go?" he asks aloud.
"Bessst keep moving--don't let the crafty kobold ssset the trapsss."
Riktik and Grasz will attempt to pursue!
Rik'tik advances and tries to hit the nearest kobold with the flat of his blade.
Is it correct that Pfil is up again, but not anyone else in the party?
Arriving before the kobolds, Rik'tik marks the trap-bearing kobold as the greatest threat. He glares at it threateningly!
No worries, I get it. I think Rik’tik would care a lot less if these were goblins and not kobolds, who feel more like kin.
Hey GM Sam! So Rik'tik has the Speak with Reptiles ability, which allows him to speak with animal reptiles. As written, it wouldn't work to speak with humanoid reptiles such as kobolds. But any chance Rik'tik could give it a shot? He's not really here to murderize kobolds if he can avoid it. Maybe a primitive dialog could happen.
Rik'tik follows!
"Go go go!" Rik'tik signals the group to move on in.
Sorry to see you go, definitely appreciate the planned transition to exiting.
Seeing her plan, Rik'tik offers Pfil a boost--something that's becoming a common strategy for them! He waits expectantly for Pfil to cause some chaos.
"Or puzzlesss," adds Rik'tik as he considers the mass of gears and pulleys, chest, and holes. He considers the holes and whether there is any pattern to how they are laid out.
"Maybe more coinsss come back later?" says Rik'tik with a shrug. He didn't quite believe it, but he couldn't explain how this magic worked in the first place. "We will ssshare these, I will help you carry," he agrees, collecting the coins including the one from Pfil. And with that, he gets shortsword and torch out and carefully leads the party to the newly opened door, with Grasz close by. They see what's on the other side.
"Maybe thisss temple was above ground long ago," speculates Rik'tik. "The land sssometimes claimsss the buildingsss above." That statement was perhaps more true in a marsh, but from what he knew, old things managed to find their way below the depths in many places.
There was no doubt now. "Coin number sssix," he announces, with certainty. He wondered if there would be a true blessing after all of this. Or if the statue was just some clever priest's magic trick.
The rest of the puzzle seemed simple enough. Setting the coins aside, he takes coins 4 and 6 and put them one in each hand.
"No need for blessssing of human godsss," says Rik'tik dismissively. "But coin valuable. Maybe we can keep." With that, Rik'tik takes three coins and puts it in one hand, then three coins and puts it in the other hand, seeing which stack if any is raised higher up.
Rik'tik starts playing with his new shortsword and realizes that it's actually a pretty decent weapon. He decides to give it a try to see how it compares with his trusty trident. "Hmm . . . could roll sssome heavy barrelsss down to trigger the trap," suggests Rik'tik.
Did somebody say my name? I'm back! Will do some reading and post in a moment.
Hi folks, my theory that things would be better in a week was too optimistic. I suspect work is going to keep me from posting for the next couple of months, with late September being the time where I can jump back in. I have a September 21 deadline I'm facing, and there may be spillover / I'll need to recover. I'm really sorry for the trouble. I will roll with whatever solution makes sense to you. Happy to have my character botted or have my character or just step away from the action temporarily. If you prefer to move on entirely, I'm okay with that too; I don't want to sap the momentum of any of my games.
Sorry for the prolonged absence. I need another week or so to power through a busy and stressful time. Please bot me as needed.
Grasz starts to munch on kobold, finding them scaly but juicy on the inside. Rik'tik grumble a bit in what seems to be Crocodile, shooing Grasz away for a moment as he salvages the "valuables" from the kobold corpse. "Fish thieves don't know when to give up," he concludes, with some sadness. Grasz moves on to the next kobold as he compares how the different kobolds taste.
As the last kobold is cut off by Pfil, Riktik moves up to grab him and prevent his escape.
Grasz just keeps trying to eat his foes.
Rik'tik recognizes his foe as they prey they were after! As the kobolds descend upon Eser, Grasz moves in protectively and snaps at a kobold.
Rik'tik also starts to attack with his trident, though he aims to subdue rather than slay. He drops the everburning torch to strike with a claw as well.
Rik'tik nod as a consensus seems to form. He will climb up and interrupt the kobolds. "Hail kobolds," he say in Common and Iruxi. "We wish to talk," he adds in both languages.
"I do not ssspeak kobold. Could try Common tongue. Or Iruxi." He wonders if there might be any relationship between their languages.
Rik'tik climbs up!
He turns on his torch again at Eser's suggestion.
Rik'tik interjects quickly as Pfil trails off. Kobolds were perhaps distant kin of their kind. At least they were both reptilian. "Talk firssst. Tell kobold thievesss to ssstop. Chop hand if we mussst." He looks to the others. "We all climb up now," he suggests.
Rik'tik joins Pfil in a stealthy misadventure!
Rik'tik follows up to the landing.
Arriving at the waterlogged door, he wonders if the door is holding back a flood of water. He and Grasz were good swimmers, but the rest of the party might not be as capable in water.
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