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Still here and ready to go.

Shondra wishes to spend her downtime in practice. She is seeking a trainer to teach her the fine art of fletching (which is a skill that she intends to pick next level).

"I suspect that they will not be as easily removed as our first meeting. Call it a hunch."

Just been busy, but I'm still here and ready to continue.

I'm okay with it being hand-waved, but I'm also willing to RP it, should the party desire.

I dunno, I just figured that rolling was appropriate and I like the randomness factor.

Shondra is leveled up to a 2nd level fighter.

HP Roll: 1d10 ⇒ 5 (new HP 19)
Picked up the Empty Quiver Style feat
+1 point each into Climb, Stealth, and Perception

I'll level up Shondra tomorrow.

Stabilization Check: 1d20 - 5 ⇒ (6) - 5 = 1

Shondra continues to bleed out.

Shondra Stabilization Check: 1d20 - 3 ⇒ (3) - 3 = 0

Shondra moans as her lifeblood ebbs out.

"I have had enough of you!" Shondra shouts, loosing yet another arrow in the direction of the kobold.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 = 11 (PBS) Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 (PBS)

Shondra returns fire, taking a quick look about for cover.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (11) + 6 + 1 = 18 (PB) Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 (PB)

I'm all for her joining us!

Shondra draws a breath, trying to block out the pain of the wound. She draws a bead on the kobold and fires.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 = 12 (PB Shot) Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6 (PB Shot)

Shondra fires another arrow at blue.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 6 + 1 = 26 (Point-Blank Shot) Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9 (Point-Blank Shot)

Shondra takes aim at the blue kobold and sends an arrow in its direction.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13 (Point-Blank Shot) Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4 (Point-Blank Shot)

It was. As to your other question, I'm on disability (as is my wife), so the virus hasn't really affected our jobs, but the virus has kept us inside. So far, no symptoms and we really haven't been around a lot of people, so here's hoping.

Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5
Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2
Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

This time it is Shondra who loses her footing, sliding back down the barricade. Trying it again, she looks sheepish as she slides back down. "Third time is the charm?" she says hopefully. Scrambling back up the slide, she manages to get over the top.

She looks at the half-buried body, hesitant to approach.

Shondra struggles up the rock, emerging atop the pile. "Toss me the rope," she calls down, giving a glance over the other side.

Climb: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (19) + 1 = 20

Okay, I'm back. The con was great, but very tiring! We had about 1500 unique visitors, which is pretty good for a convention our size. Guests included Morgan Berry (voice actress), Jay Little (gaming guest), Brendan LaSalle (from Goodman Games), and fantasy artist/gamer Melissa Gay. I found time to run two original Savage Worlds adventures (a fantasy jaunt titled "The Banshee's Tower" and a Weird War II adventure called "The Dogs of War"). Jay Little signed my copies of Age of Rebellion and Edge of the Empire and Brendan signed my copy of How to Write Adventure Modules That Don't Suck. All in all, a good weekend! I'll be getting back into the swing tomorrow.

Agreed.

I need to apologize to my GMs and players. I have less than two weeks to a local convention on which I serve as the Game Operations Director, overseeing the entire gaming room (which is the largest gaming floor in my area). I also have to make a trip to Dallas this weekend that cannot be avoided and I have possible jury duty starting on Monday next week. Anyway, I will update when I can. I haven't forgotten you, just been very busy.

I'm fine with some new blood.

Shondra puts an arrow into flight almost before she even sees the creature.

Longbow Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (14) + 6 + 1 = 21 +1 for PB Shot
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8 +1 for PB Shot

Shondra flattens against the north wall, bow aimed at the opening on the north wall.

Shondra steps very carefully into the treasury, bow at the ready. She doesn't trust the words of the raven.

Shondra watches the construct as they pass, wary for any trickery.

I'm asking all my folks to forgive me for a few days. I had a friend commit suicide this morning and I need some time to process this. I will be back in a day or three. In the meantime, if you or someone you know needs to talk, PLEASE call someone! Send me a private message if nothing else. I am always willing to listen and I promise that it will remain confidential!!

Still here. You can't get rid of me that easily.

Pass phrase? Uh-oh. "This could be a problem," Shondra mutters, nocking an arrow.

Shondra shrugs. "It's not as though I had anything better to do," she says. "And I can certainly use the coin."

Shondra draws a breath and sighs. "Well, we're none of us getting any younger." She starts off down the hallway with an arrow nocked.

I’m here. That message was for early December.

Take 10, Acrobatics, Aid: 10 + 2 + 2 = 14

Shondra rolls her eyes and sighs. She doesn't like the idea of stripping off her armor, but she does wonder if there is a way to get her backpack across before herself.

Shondra aids the dwarf in removing his armor, then carefully studies the situation. "I'm not sure how we're going to get across this," she admits, frowning. "I don't like the looks of that sludge."

Shondra briefly considers putting an arrow through the bird's gizzard but restrains herself. The dwarf was right. The bird had told them what he promised.

Going away to Disneyworld until the 5th. If I am in your game, feel free to bot me. If you are in my game, we will pick up at that time.

Shondra looks dubious. "What exactly WAS your profession?"

"I can try," Shondra says, without much hope for success.

Strength Check: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

Shondra picks up her gear and rolls Halders with her foot. "Come on, get up lazybones. We've work to do!"

Shondra looks around, then decides that they are apparently spending the night here. "I'll take a middle watch," she offers. "I have no magics to prepare."

Shondra listens silently to the banter between Galessa and Ragnar. So long as someone is there to heal me when needed, she thinks.

"West?" Shondra suggests. "That's where the sound came from."

Shondra launches another arrow into the mist.

Shondra vs. Cloud: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 28 Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6
Crit confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 + 1 = 10 Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Shondra nocks an arrow and sends it into the cloud, but she flubs the attack and nearly breaks her bowstring.

Shondra vs. Cloud: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 6 + 1 = 10 Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3

"No, thanks," Shondra mutters, more to herself than anyone else. "What in Desna's name...?" She muses aloud, looking over the contraption.

"Perhaps we should free them," Shondra suggests. "If what you say is true, then they have surely served their due time!"

Shondra follows Halder, holding the torch so that they might both see.

Shondra suppresses a shudder. For no apparent reason, this place gave her the creeps.