"Fine, we'll come along, but I'll keep my sword out if you don't mind. I don't intend to use it unless I have to to defend myself."
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Adolphus raises an eyebrow, even as he raises his greatsword to defend himself and his companions behind him.
Not having the money yet to resize the armor he found, he has it stored at his home, and thoroughly cleaned by his squire.
"Are you sure we'll see them again. The half-elves, I mean? Now that we know they weren't exactly who they said they were, perhaps their reasons for being down there were different too." Adolphus muses aloud.
Haven't heard back from our cleric yet. :(
Yes. Feel free to use the other one I made up to transfer over. I'd be more vigilant as the math-keeper, but I've been having more stress and allergy headaches, and that totally messes me up in that regard. Thanks for offering to take over. :P
Adolphus aids Darthal in his search for information about the noble half-elves who arrived unexpectedly but were very welcome, in some places, taking over the search himself.
Haven't heard anything about it, myself. Though it would seem like a good place to do it.
Sigh, I imagine its worth it. Adolphus still hasn't received his inheritance, so he'll be able to get it back. :P
In all honesty, I'd hoped someone else could take over the logistics of treasure tracking. Since the break, I've sort of lost interest in doing it (working more). And we need to redistribute the healing potions since we lost a few characters.
It's on my profile. Shackled City Treasure Tracker. (Google Doc). And apologies for hijacking the gameplay thread.
Adolphus will take the full plate if thats agreeable to everyone. Its masterwork which makes the armor check penalty one less than his banded mail, and the AC 2 higher.
I have a list of what we found in our treasure tracker, finally updated. I think some of the stuff was taken by characters as upgrades.
"The giant floating eye thing has a name?!" Adolphus starts. "Be...hold...er. Sounds almost sacreligious. Are you sure we should be using that name?" He looks around nervously. "It won't summon it back or anything, will it?"
Adolphus nods. "Aye, fair enough. A good stiff drink is in order."
"First of all, Terrem, do you want to go with the creature? Do you know who it is?" He next addresses the giant floating eye-thingy. "Pardon our reluctance, sir, to let a young orphan go with a rather dangerous and imposing creature such as yourself. If we could be a little more certain that the child will come to no harm, these negotiations would meet swifter conclusions. Do you represent someone of import perhaps?"
"Aye, come back for them. We are barely recovered from the last fight, and I think we need to be better prepared for whatever we might find in the future."
Adolphus frowns at the idea. "Tis not really an honorable thing to do. Perhaps he should be put in irons and brought to justice?"
As did I, aside from the stupid initiative idea. But apparently thats one of those things that sometimes works and sometimes doesn't. Kazmojen was difficult, I agree. Ding?
Adolphus leans back with a sigh, wiping the sweat and blood from his face with the back of his hand. "Now what, more villains? Or was that the last of them?"
Adolphus moves forward and brings another powerful swing to bear against Kazmojen.
Especially considering I have to roll an 18 or higher to hit, as it is. The +2s could help me use power attack.
If we were fighting only 1 creature, I could pull him off you, Diurn. But no such luck this time around.
Adolphus crawls to J7, where he retrieves his healing potion and quickly imbibes it.
Adolphus is still unconscious, but he is stable.
Healed by Diurn's holy magic once again, Adolphus feels strong enough to raise his sword another time. "Whatever you are doing, Diurn, to keep me alive, keep doing it!"
This time, he does not open his defenses by cleaving through.
Look at the bright side, if we beat this encounter we'll definitely be level 3. :)
Barely recovered from his wound, Adolphus swings at the creature Kazmojen. "Aid me! I'm not holding back this time!"
Seeing his friend Diurn go down, Adolphus calls for aid. "Friends, be careful! Their blades are sharp and their jaws are powerful!" He then wields his sword more defensively as he strikes at one of the hobgoblins.
Adolphus moves up towards the door, lifting his blade in preparation for combat.
Adolphus nods in gratitude to Diurn. "A good plan. Lead on, Darthal. You seem to have a better knack to navigating this confusing place anyway."
"I need a bit of a breather, myself. Unless we have more healing magic? I could assist them in the escort."
"Perhaps you could aid us by escorting these refugees back up to the surface. I would give them a little gold to help them get back on their feet, and to at least feed themselves after being thus harshly treated, but I fear we do not have much in a spendable form." Adolphus aids any of the other fallen or injured, if he is able.
Adolphus manages to get to his knees and stand up, albeit wearily. "I assure you, it was as surprising for me as it was for you. I left myself a little too open there at the end."
With Diurn's final blast of energy channeling, Adolphus is restored to vigor, the heavy gashes on his neck and face seem to be magically stitched up a little more. He yells at the hobgoblin that had knocked him unconscious, then just rolls out of the way so the halfelves can go in on the remaining enemies.
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