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Sorry for disappearing at the end. The rest of my family came down with COVID and I have been caring for them which has pretty much sucked up all of my free time. Thank you for the game - I enjoyed it! I played Sindarin much more cautiously than I normally would have given the level difference, but it was fun nonetheless. I am not really sure what to look for on the Chronicle, but I didn't see anything that looked like an error.
"Back you up how, exactly?" Sindarin eyes Dorgen suspiciously. Dorgen points out the hand crank. "Well, that seems more promising, I suppose. I don't really have much experience with this kind of thing, but I can take a look."
"Nope. Definitely not seeing how it works. Unless we just need to crank it really hard?"
The two remaining oozes collapse into piles of smelly goo. With much less distraction, Sindarin sets his bow down gently and studies the poisonous pool from a distance. Brook sits down and watches him curiously, but remains where she is. After some thought, the ranger skirts around the edge of the pool and uses his sword and boot to slide the goo from the oozes onto the surface, creating a kind of seal. It doesn't cover it completely but seems to dampen it enough that the gas that does escape no longer poses a risk. "Ha! I really didn't think that would work, but it was worth a try!"
That works for me! I backed him off the pool because his chance of success was low and he couldn't keep taking damage like that without full support. But if he has the opportunity to take breaks in between, that should be fine. Having said that - do we *need* to disable the pool once the oozes are gone? Then we can just avoid it, right?
Sindarin takes another look at the pool, but can't see any way to stop it from releasing acid. I don't know if there is anything we can do about the pool other than try to stay away from it as much as possible. He straightens and my moves further into the chamber, motioning to Brook to stay where she is for now. "I think my swords may be of better use here. Was that you that provided the healin', ma'am? Thank you." He nods to Mrs. Perkins.
"Are you alright there, Ms. Perkins?" Then, seeing that it's simply a singed robe, Sindarin moves up to the edge of the cave and frowns at the oozes, unsure if his arrows will have much of an impact. I'm not thrilled about the disgusting blobs, but I'm more concerned about this mud... He turns his attention to the pool instead. Brook follows but hesitates to approach the oozes, perhaps not recognizing them as a potential threat. Instead, she says near Sindarin.
The ranger's eyes widen as he sees Libitina take a brutal hit. "Brook!" The wolf remains focused on her prey and bites at the skeletal champion again. "BROOK! Here!" Sindarin sounds slightly panicked now. This time, Brook disengages and returns to him. With her safe at his side, Sindarin steadies his breathing and fires at the skeleton again, hoping to do more harm this time.
It's so cool! Am I reading the hint correctly that we are not meant to follow up on the forge quest right now? For RP reasons, Sindarin would strongly want to figure out what is going on here, but he knows there is also a present threat they need to address. Is there a way to come back to this later?
Suddenly, an image of a flaming sword flashed through Sindarin's mind. An image from a dream. No...that isn't it. Still... Like Granitt, Sindarin's demeanor changes. He stands straighter, with his shoulders back, and seems more determined and confident than before. He hangs back when Granitt leaves, torn between completing their original mission and following this summons to take another path.
"For the moment, it seems there is an evil undead Duergar running around, so maybe we could take our accounts after dealing with her, eh?" Sindarin gives Dorgen his characteristic half-smile. He then becomes more serious. "This is dark place in more ways than one. I don't want to spend any more time here than is absolutely necessary." He glances around him, on edge and alert for danger, as he moves toward the souther door behind Mandoo and Libitina.
"Reading that anyway." says Sindarin as he peers over Dorgen's shoulder. "Plenty in there that I can't make any sense of. I agree - something must have disturbed them - or killed them." Sindarin shudders a little bit. "This place makes me awfully uncomfortable." He glances over at Brook, but she seems unconcerned as she snuffles around the abandoned gear.
Sindarin looks around the worked stone hallway. "So this used to be Raseri Kanton, then? No more dwarves here now... Anyway, something has been through here recently." He does a quick check of the floor for any signs of recent travel, though he's not very confident of finding information of use, given the hardness of the floor.
When Granitt calls for them to join him in prayer, Sindarin pauses and stands respectively in silence until Granitt finishes his work.
Suddenly everything becomes quiet. The skeleton falls before Sindarin's arrow even reaches it. He vaguely registers that it does not explode. Sindarin glances around at the others. No one seems in danger of dying. Not that he could do much of anything about it anyway. That was never his strength. He kneels down and pets Brook, carefully checking her for injuries. "Good girl. You did so well. Good girl." She licks his face. He picks up his dropped sword, and stands up again. "Is duergar blood typically...poisonous? That can't be normal. I agree something does not seem right here."
Sindarin checks the area for his arrow and returns it to his quiver if it is still useable. He then approaches the geode, and walks from one end of it to the other. He studies it carefully, but stays several feet away. "What is this? Why is it suddenly glowing so brightly?" Brook follows him to the arrow, but keeps well away from the geode, watching it with suspicion.
The wolf easily hears the bats coming before they arrive, so she is prepared for their attack and leaps out of the way. Concerned for her safety despite her clear ability to fight, Sindarin calls Brook back to him. He then takes a slow, deep breath, before going very still and loosing an arrow in the skeleton's direction.
Got it. I've updated the character sheet.
Yes, sorry. I usually do that and I just forgot this time.
Sindarin moves up so that he can get a better view. The caveman is still in shadow, but he can just make out the bat. He takes a moment to focus on the creature and get a better feel for it. There is not much space in the cavern so he drops his sword and draws his bow instead. Brook silently dashes past Sindarin and the others and attacks the bat.
The reaction of those in front of him alert Sindarin that something has changed but he is too far back to see exactly what is happening. The familiar feeling of nervous anticipation comes over him, enhanced by his existing nervousness about being underground. Beside him, Brook freezes and looks ahead, her mouth closed and her ear pointed forward.
Thanks. I saw that about the lore when I went in to choose my items, but then I forgot to update my character sheet. It's updated now. I do think the hero points are correct, though. GM Farol said we each start with two and Granitt gave me one using a glyph. Am I misunderstanding that?
Sindarin laughs good-naturedly at the antics of the two dwarves. "That's one way to recover from the night before. Maybe I'll have to try that sometime." As they walk, Brook covers at least twice the distance of the humanoids, frolicking about the group. She sometimes bounces up to Sindarin and drops into a play bow, eyes sparkling. In response, the ranger stomps on the ground or runs a few feet in her direction in a mock threat. She then tears off, only to come bounding up to him a short while later to start the process over again. Anytime they pass by water, the wolf splashes in and dances around, mouth open and tongue lolling out, with a goofy grin on her face. Sindarin's expression mirrors her own. It's clear he takes delight in her enjoyment. When Libitina emerges, Sindarin is visibly shaken and can't quite help reaching for his swords (though he does not draw them). Brook freezes and sniffs the air, giving Libitina a wide berth and watching her suspiciously. Well, that's certainly not what I was expecting. By Desna, I think I've seen more in the last two days than in most of my lifetime! It's...lovely to meet you. We certainly have quite an interesting group, here. When they enter the caves, Sindarin quiets down considerably and walks with his longsword drawn and one hand resting on Brook's shoulders.
What’s going on? He’s…what is he? He brought her back to life? They keep each other alive? Sindarin notices the others' reactions and is relieved he's not alone. Maybe I'm not as isolated and ignorant as I thought. He manages to compose himself - mostly. ”Uh, well…that’s quite a love story, I have to say.” He gives them a lopsided, but genuine, smile. He nods at Granitt. "I understand where you are coming from. In Nirmathas, the threat of undead invasion is constant. Though it seems you have been touched more directly by them than I have, Aleksandr. He glances at Dorgen, but keeps his thoughts to himself for the moment.
As Mandoo tells his tale, Sindarin's eyes flick over to Mandoo. The ranger's normally cavalier attitude dissipates and he becomes momentarily serious. He turns his full attention to the conversation, listening intently and with interest. When Yahdrada arrives, Sindarin gapes at her briefly before composing himself. He finds himself being uncharacteristically quiet, given that he is surrounded by others who clearly know each other and the job better than he does. He reaches down to pet Brook behind the ears, possibly to soothe himself as much as her.
Yes, I think this is what happened. I doubt it will be an issue again now that I know to check. Since the game hadn't started before, I assumed the lack of notification was simply because nothing was happening yet.
Sindarin looks at Aleksandr with a start. "What do you mean...lack of life? And who is this "us" you speak of?" He moves ever so slightly away from his companion as he awaits the reply. *** The view over Gold Falls is stunning and Sindarin briefly touches his fingertips to his forehead and then holds his palm toward the falls in what appears to be a gesture of reverence. He tears his attention away from the scene and does his best to focus on Luna. At the mention of tunnels into the mountains, he grimaces slightly. We have to go underground? Of course, he knows his duty and is determined not to let down the people of the area. They are depending on their little group, after all. He listens intently to what the others are saying but stays quiet for the moment. He is keenly aware that their experience level far exceeds his own.
Do you mean I need to post in each tab? I did dot and delete for the gameplay thread, but not discussion. I have had instances before where new posts have been made under a tab and the forums don't indicate there are new posts.
X Fill in the 3rd slide in the presentation
Thank you for the hero point, Granitt and for the combat mentor boon, Dorgen! Does the boon apply to his wolf as well? Sindarin will happily take an Oil of Potency as well.
A young 20-something human man with shoulder-length brown hair lounging at the table. A longsword is sheathed on his left hip in a brown leather scabbard with a starburst pattern burned into the top. His right hip carries a short sword in a plain black sheath. He is dressed simply in neutral tones and greens and wears a cloak that is woven from different shades of dark green and grey. He chuckles good-naturedly at the dwarf. "Yes. It's much different in action. I haven't done much knife-throwing myself. But, I'm always up for a challenge!" He grins and stands up. A dark-coated wolf resting in the shadows of the table lifts her head and watches him carefully as he moves away. Sindarin takes up the knife and throws it at the target. He, too, misses and he grins at Dorgen. "I guess we both need more practice. I am Sindarin, by the way. This will be my first mission with the Pathfinders.
"Ah, so we'll have a doctor with us! That sounds quite helpful!" He pays attention to the first few lines of Mandoo's lecture and then loses interest and returns to the table to finish off his soup and ale.
Hey, just an FYI @Sindarin, from now on it is better to abandon this thread and head to discussion with those matters ;) All in all we will not begin before Tuesday. Got it! Thank you!
A young 20-something human man with shoulder-length brown hair appears at the threshold of the doorway just as Mrs. Perkins is introducing herself. He hesitates, glancing behind him. He wears leather armor, which is dyed varying shades of green and etched here and there with leaf patterns. There is a longbow slung across his back, and he carries a quiver with an etching of an oval-shaped leaf with a water droplet at the tip. His bracers have a hawk head pattern. A longsword is sheathed on his left hip in a brown leather scabbard with a starburst pattern burned into the top. His right hip carries a short sword in a plain black sheath. He also wears a cloak that is woven from different shades of dark green and grey. The man looks around the room uncertainly, then shrugs, glances over his shoulder and nods, making a subtle waving motion with his hand. He walks into the room, followed closely by a somewhat gangly black wolf. Pleasure to meet you, ma'am. Mrs. Perkins, that is. I'm Sindarin - and this is Brook. Sindarin smiles at the wolf and she looks up at him hopefuly, wondering if he has something to offer her. Seeing that he does not, she settles at his feet and watches the other people in the room warily. Sindarin inclines his chin in the direction of Dorgen and Aleksandr as well, acknowledging their presence. He sends a silent prayer to Gozreh, hoping to be selected for this assignment. |
