Gonna throw this guy into the mix.
I might recrunch him with a different archtype or no archtype though and would have to relook at equipment but otherwise he's pretty complete.
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Sounds cool! This guy only needs a little recrunching and actually came from a mercenary game.
Sad news indeed but more than understandable. We gave it a good long run and most games don't get in a small fraction of the time we did. Much appreciated! Definitely see you around the boards.
A smile widened on the half elf's face. Why of course Grusk. Next time I'll have the flame ready before we get jumped by a gang of ghoulish monkeys.
Sentis tries to track the numeous monkeys...Did you say ghouls Sunny?... pouring into the room and murmured a spell that brought a small flame into his open hand.
Sentis drew his scimitar and sighed. Remember the last time we had to deal with monkeys?
Shaking his head at the Wolves antics and the continued degradation of Grusk's mother; Sentis looked around in wonder. The Ghol-Gan were themselves quite large so this probably felt...cozy I guess.
Seconding the 'no worries'. RL has smoothed out for me so it should be smooth sailing from here out.
Sentis stowed the shield in the war wagon before taking up position a little bit away from the door breaching crew.
Sentis pcks up the wooden shield and wonders aloud, "How do you propose this was just left lying around? There's not much else to see."
Wisdom prevails. Lets see what this fort has in store for us. Sentis will start heading towards the fort.
Sentis had climbed down from the wagon and whistled sharply to call Baran. Surveying the derlict buildings the druid had a thought. Should we start at the temple? Its where we've found the most prevalent evidence of the Ghol-gam before. We might need Mr. Holmburg to guide us.
Things have been and will be slow for me the next couple of weeks. Hopefully RL will resolve itself by then.
Sentis brings the wagon closer and turns it around in case they need to make a hasty retreat. I hope they're not going to get friends. What now?
With no other commands coming from their captain and with the clear intent of possibly scaring the daylights out of the creatures; Sentis continued to drive the wagon towards the gatehouse.
Doc's yell roused Sentis where he'd been day dreaming and he snapped the reigns to get the ankhegs moving and charging for the gates.
Aye, aye captain! Sentis hopped up into the buckboard and took up the reigns. Grusk is probably just messin with us.
When Grusk is ready to go, Sentis will cast Resistance on him.
Wait for Doc's potion Grusk. Best if you were completely unseen. Sentis sat in the driver's rig of the wagon. He wasnt entirely comfortable yet fighting from here yet...or even riding from here...at least my boots will last longer...
We could wait til dark so the half orc has that advantage also. Maybe those things cant see as well after the light falls.
To the typically sensible druid, Doc's plan sounded completely insane...and somehow highly possible of working...but What if that place is full of those things? Should we get more intel before rushing the gates?
Sentis ws trying his hardest to not laugh at the back and forth but it ws becoming too much. Lets try to keep it down fellows. Remember where we are. We still have to hatch a plan for gaining entry to the temple.
Has that happened to you before Doc? a smiling Sentis replied feeling a deeper sense of familiarity and slowly getting the hang of the back and forth barbs. Theres plenty of cover to get close but how many of them will we have to take out?
Sentis shakes his head and shrugs his shoulders both at Grusk's description of what he saw and at Doc's question. You got me. But whatever they are if they're on lookout then they have a boss of some sort and something worth protecting.
Sounds like an awesome and much deserved vacation DM VoV. Enjoy!
Sentis's almond shaped eyes scanned the damaged walls hoping to not see any movement. Despite not making a habit of it; the half elf dearly wanted a bath. The oily fog was bothering him both in body and spirit as he guessed it was the cause of the dying vegetation and lack of animals.
What do make of this fog Doc? In all my years I've never heard of such a thing.
Take his advice Grusk. I'm still getting used to driving these bugs and they're still a bit spooked from our previosu encounter. Plus I think Doc would miss you. Sentis smiled as he was feeling good after being able to join in on teh company's typical banter and whistled sharply and cracked the reigns.
With the dark patch in the distance appearing much like the black fog the old man had spoken of; Holmburg's memories had now become a sort of ominous foreshadowing. Sentis still hadn't really gotten over the scene of the day before. The crucified man had given them no answers and now they had other matters to worry about. Scouting ahead would be wise. Whats the play Sunny?
Sentis hopped to the ground and checked his loyal pup over for injuries.
"He appears fine but you never know about such things..." Worry was evident in the druid's voice and he pondered the wisdom in having the wolf follow him and the Steel Wolves...maybe he would be better off running free?.. but then he remembered how they had found him and realized that poachers and trappers abounded.
^ what he said...although I have yet to see Blaze sing and dance
Whatever's clever! Im up for anything also. Although if we go swashbuckling then Sentis will porbably have to ditch Baran. I'm not entirely opposed to that idea as I've really struggled at times to bring him in RP wise. Might want to switch to straight up druid if thats the case.
Understandable DM VoV. An AP interlude sounds fine. Seconding what Blaze said. Which is definitely do-able. We all know good RP'ers that are dependable, would fit in and such.
Sentis didn't know what to do but thought that the cross posed figure in the wagon was the key to it all. He could feel the power of nature right there waiting for his call so call on it he did.
Sentis draws his scimitar as he calls down another bolt of lightning at the horridly posed creature in the wagon.
Absolutely horrified at the sight of what used to be a man in the carriage and more so for the chanting issuing forth from it; Sentis called upon nature again to strike with lightning.
With the very impressive war wagin seeming to be in good position; Sentis thought about jumping down to the ground...but first, lets see what this thing is made of... The half elf had had a deeper connection to nature now and called upon one of its most destructive forces. A bolt of lightning struck down from a clear sky to strike the macabre being in the wagon.
Horrified at the sight; Sentis stared wide eyed for a second. How, and even why; would we talk with that? We will be doing the world a favor by destroying whatever it is. The half elven druid called to mind one of his most powerful spells and looked around hoping for rain clouds.
Let me know when I am needed on the ground Captain. Else I will just blast them with lightning from here.
Sentis nodded at the orders and started moving the war wagon closer. I have a feeling that diplomacy isn't going to work this time. That man standing in a such a strange pose in the wagon is creeping me out.
Sentis quickly relays what he sees going on as he dons the Tolokoshe mask. He took up the reigns and prepared to drive the War wagon into battle for the first time...hopefully it doesn't show too bad that I have no idea what I'm doing... The druid banished the unsure thoughts and asked Doc. Any advice?
Awesome cookies! take your time DM VoV.
Sentis is revolted by the scene and doesnt see much reason to stick around. Tracks are fresh Sunny. Do you want to follow them?
Aye aye captain! Sentis tapped the ankhegs on the right to stear them towards the scene. The druid was settling into driving the war wagon. He would have preferred to walk...but sometimes we all must do things that take out of our comfort area...and had sent Baran ahead with Grusk. The wolf wasnt too keen on the ankhegs yet...and might never be...
Gonna miss you Dark but more than understandable. You got two jobs man? Crazy! Hope time permits you to rejoin us in the future.
Sentis ducks inside the war wagon and rummages around until he finds the small keg that Doc said would be there. The half elf got out, approached the trainer and offered the keg to the man. Greetings. Looks like you have been very busy with our six legged friends. Accept this as a bonus of our appreciation. How many commands do they know?
Sentis positively beamed at the sight of the ankhegs bursting from the ground. Yup. they've learned to dig alright and it looks like they will do so on command. We should give this guy a bonus.
I was just thinking that our bugs had probably figured out how to dig by now. This could be problematic. Sentis will wait until they were closer to the corral before jumping to conclusions though...maybe that mwangi trainer has them at task...
Sentis searched his memory... before answering Holmburg. Yes we have run into the Bas'o before. They helped us hunt ankhegs. Hopefully we can continue to be diplomatic if we run into any more... Sentis trailed off as they saw the empty corral...hmm...I wonder where the ankhegs are?...probably dug themselves underground...
Sentis laughed at Doc's barb and smiled as the group settled into their preparations and their typical 'smack talking' began in earnest. He was eager to be away from the city and back to work. I'll take turns driving the cart if you wish Grusk.
no doubt! they're just too usefull.
Hmm...I suppose they will have some growing up to do. Im not that familiar with the life cycles of insects...Especially insects that will grow to be as big as an ox... to be too sure but your guess is good that it will probably be well after our upcoming trip.
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