It was fun. Sorry to see it end, but thank you all.
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"I'm just glad to be useful," the girl smiles back.
Ugh. No fun. Hope everything goes all right. My wife has glaucoma (since she was 16), so I'm well acquainted with eye surgery.
Tanya has had enough. She aims carefully and intones the words to her sleep spell. Affects hit points of creatures.
Tanya hurls another fire bolt at the archer.
Tanya prepares and hurls a firebolt at Red Bandit. fire
I understand, believe me. No worries on my end.
Sadly, I think that you may be right.
Tanya looks to her companions. "Shall we press on, then?"
"Who is Sanbalet?" Tanya asks aloud, as much to herself as to the man.
Tanya informs the others that the man has surrendered and is no threat to them, though she does take a moment to remove any weapons on his person.
"Surrender now," Tanya offers, "Or be destroyed. I'd rather not waste energy killing you, but I will if I have to."
Tanya merely shakes her head at the comment, following the others.
Follow him!
Tanya tosses another firebolt at Rodolas' foe.
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.
Tanya backpedals (withdraw) and looses a fire bolt at the Orange bandit.
You wouldn't believe it. My wife is legally blind, and in addition to doing all the driving and acting as her eyes for answering and sending email. Add that into the mix above, toss in a Thursday afternoon game I run at the (not-so) local library (about an hour drive from me) every other week, Friday and Wednesday night games (though these have been suspended until after the con), and keeping up with appointments for her father and elderly aunt, neither of whom drive (not to mention our own), and our typical week is packed! In addition, she is the convention director, so I have to aid her with that work as well.
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.
"Unfortunately, I'm not one of them," Tanya whispers back.
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!!
Tanya lets fly a dagger at the blue bandit.
Ready and willing.
Tanya takes a moment to cast mage armor (AC 16) on herself before continuing down the stairs with her dagger ready to be hurled.
Tanya follows Althea.
"W-who's going first?" Tanya asks trepidatiously.
Tanya shakes herself to clear the panic from her mind. She swallowed hard and moved to help Duncan open the trapdoor.
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.
Tanya looks disappointed at this news. "Eh? Footprints?"
"Well, since he's up and mobile again and there appears to be nothing of interest here, shall we move on?" Tanya prompts.
"These appear depressingly mundane," Tanya notes with a hint of glumness in her voice. She offers up the papers for anyone wanting to examine them.
Tanya will carefully look the documents over, being wary of any that seem to be written in the language of magic.
Tanya puts forth the valiant effort, but the drawer remains stuck fast.
I'm here, just had nothing to say. I will make an effort to post at least a commentary more often.
Tanya shakes her head helplessly. "I've no skill at it, but I can try to jimmy it," she offers.
"I don't particularly believe in ghosts either. Stories told to children to get them to behave. That said, those bugs were solid enough. No sense in being reckless." Tanya notes.
Tanya looks uncomfortable at Rodalas' suggestion. "I'm not sure that's right, but if it could save his life..."
Tanya examines Duncan to see if there is anything that she can do.
Tanya unleashes a fire bolt upon the yellow centipede.
"Homey," Tanya comments. "With a little cleaning, it could be livable," she says sarcastically, running a finger across the wooden cupboard.
Tanya enters the house trepidatiously, being careful where she steps. In her right hand, she holds a small penknife, her left hand is empty. Crispin sits on her left shoulder.
Tanya takes her meager share and remains silent as Duncan returns his to the well. Perhaps they are from previous wishes, but we won them from the defenders fairly. She slides the coins into her pocket and offers Crispin another bit of food. "Do you really think that the house is haunted? I mean, I've heard the tales, but I can't say that I put much stock in them."
Tanya fires another fire bolt at the snake.
Thank you for the update and for trying to keep this one going. I don't get to play much (being my group's DM), so I appreciate any chance to exercise my acting talents.
Tanya targets the snake in the well with a fire bolt.
"I have a firebolt at the ready."
"I could be wrong, but I believe that something attracted the attentions of our erstwhile priest and his curiosity compels him to investigate further."
"I would test the depth with a pebble, but I once read a story about a fellow who did that. It didn't end well."
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