Since you are kinda stuck for a bit, I think you should just remove me.
Consider Teirist left all the loot and the stuff everyone might want.
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I am not ignoring the question in my PM, just haven't had time to sit down and make a good reply.
Teirist walks around the corner buttoning the top button on his breeches in time to see Jim the trap, he gets out, " No" as he reaches for Jim's hand, right before it triggers.
He mutters "This is why you leave this stuff to the professionals."
I am still here, not leaving you guys hanging. Just family in town and stuff has been a bit hectic. What do you need me to do?
Feel free to PM any of you. Thanks for the well wishes. It was really a surprise and he was out of town when it happened so they family had to travel, thought he was pulling through and then wham. Close uncle and they live in the same town. A sounding board for me since he works in same industry as I.
A couple of things. I am going to leave the dungeon. I'll wait and participate, if you'd like, until you can find someone or until the group heads back up for leveling and such. In addition, I've had a death in the family, I do not know the schedule. I am not sure what that means for posting for the next few days.
"We could just leave, let the place reset as it does. Then come back, but there's not as much fun in that. Plus, we might miss something cool." Teirist says.
"Yeah yeah, bossy. But no, I didn't step on anything, other than floor." Tierist says, clearly annoyed that Jim thinks he's the boss.
Teirist shrugs.
Doesn't matter, go south young man.
Ballar believes in measuring twice and cutting once. ;)
"Unfortunately, the chamber is empty as Ballar's nacho supply. I suppose there might be doors." Teirist says.
Teirist waits for the light to move back and then attempts to peek around the column.
Jim, i think we were all confused as to where we were going.
This game starts and stops and has crazy fast moments. I think sometimes it's a bit harder to keep a pattern going because we are designing as we go and we tend to stop and look at each other when we get to a decision. I am okay with where we are, just wanting Jim's player to make his intentions known, if he's turning us back for a reason, that's fine, I was just confused.
Did Jim turn us back? I am confused as to where we are going, where we've been and who are all of you? Ok the last two aren't confusing...so much.
Teirist watches the discussion going on and then says, "Jim should probably go first, that's his usual spot. Although these hallways are big enough for us to walk some side by side."
Teirist wanders over to the other door and examines it.
Tierist pulls the crowbar out of his pack and hands it to Ballar to hold. "The spike is nice, but the crowbar might work best." He then examines the door.
Tierist stands up and dusts himself off and then heads down the hallway, "South we go!" but then heads north.
Teirist walks through the door and then points at each way in turn and under his breath you might hear him saying "
He then turns and says, "Let's go that way!" And points in the exact opposite way he last pointed.
"Gotta admit she was curvy and soft in most of the right places, stone is just...hard. I mean, I am not judging if you are into the hard stone golems..just sayin." Teirist says.
Not to mention, just ewww... Teirist says.
Teirist leans against the wall, not willing to look at the woman-thing. He continues examining his fingernails.
Teirist stares a hole in the ground, pretending the woman-thing isn't here. Upon hearing Keryth's promise for him to pay a debt he glances up and at Keryth. He clears his throat. He says softly, "Do not presume to spend my coin, wizard." his eyes then drop back to the ground, or to the dagger than just appears in his hand which he uses to clean his fingernails.
Bad GM, bad. this could end up bad.
Teirist sighs and under his breath says, "aw crap..." and then more loudly, but still slightly more than a whisper, "Someone get Ballar drunker than normal. He's gonna fall in love." he then glances at Jim.
"Baller you take that wall, I'll take this one and the rest of you spread out." Teirist says as he points at the wall Ballar was going for and he then heads for the wall on the other side of the room.
"First. yeah that's it first. Point stands imp, you can whine all you want but you are defeated." Teirist begins laughing maniacally. Suddenly he stops, stands up and looks around.
Teirist flips the goggles back out of the way and seeing the imp, he laughs. "You aren't the last one I defeated you little imp, but hopefully, gods willing, you won't be the last. Hah!"
20 ranks = 4 ranks in the skill + 3 class skill +4 Dex modifier +2 Mwk Theives tools +5 Compentence Bonus (goggles) +2 Untyped bonus (Trapfinding 1/2 level to Disable Device) 4+3+4+2+5+2=20 here's what Trap Sense adds, though doesn't apply to disable device. At 3rd level, a rogue gains an intuitive sense that alerts her to danger from traps, giving her a +1 bonus on Reflex saves made to avoid traps and a +1 dodge bonus to AC against attacks made by traps. These bonuses rise to +2 when the rogue reaches 6th level, to +3 when she reaches 9th level, to +4 when she reaches 12th level, to +5 at 15th, and to +6 at 18th level. Trap sense bonuses gained from multiple classes stack. Trap Spotter, one of my rogue talents does this: Benefit: Whenever a rogue with this talent comes within 10 feet of a trap, she receives an immediate Perception skill check to notice the trap. This check should be made in secret by the GM. My perception roll on traps is actually +12. (+2 added to my base perception skill) I can put the links in if you need them.
Teirist says in a singsong voice, "Butcher, Baker, Candlestick maker..."
Tierist points out the tiles to Jim. He removes his pulls out his lockpick set. He flips down the goggles he's acquired and begins examining the trigger.
Letting all of my games know this. I recently got a promotion to supervisor. Until there is an office of sorts for me, I am stuck on the floor with my direct reports. Today, it was announced one of the guys on the other team would slide back under me. He's a bit of a whiny baby, so I am going to have to stay off the internet during the day, even when I am on break or lunch. That means I'll be posting at night and weekends only. If that means I need to bow out, I understand.
Spotting no traps, Teirist opens the door since he sees it's also unlocked.
Teirist stares at Billy for a long time, all the while dripping wet. After a few minutes of staring he then looks to Fluffy. "Why have you not eaten him, yet?" he asks. He then walks back into the room and checks the door for traps, because he knows the Lich is a tricky lich.
Tierist stands up finally and still dripping, nods his head. "Works for me."
That would explain it. 9155 is the current experience for everyone.
Uh..yes normally it would be, if Teirist's player wasn't a forgetful old man and forgot. So. Let me update the 800 exp on Hero Lab and give you the total. Um, I have 8155, not 9155. So..i guess we best play what's my EXP.
FYI that lock is a DC 33, I need a 13 to hit the DC. The trap is +3 CR to our level. That's not fun. I have a +12 bonus to traps. While I get a free roll by the DM, I am not sure we aren't a bit too deep in the dungeon. I know we came down to this level for more xp, but these traps ain't no joke.
Teirist stirs and then wakes up fully. "It's not bath day!" He continues to lay on the floor, you can see him wiggle his feet, then his hands, like he's making sure he's still in one piece. Assuring himself he's still fully Teirist, but beat up, he too takes a drink from his waterskin.
Teirist hears the trap go off but as he steps to the left to get out of the way, he realizes too late that Fluffy was already there and he trips over her, taking the full brunt of the rushing water, luckily for him, the water washes him out of the room.
Tierist glares at Jim. "Excuse me, I've always found the trap, it's the disabling of the trap I sometimes mess up...Didn't I hear they have a bigger iFlail, so you got last year's model?" Tierist hums.
Tierist produces his business card that says, Tierist Rolodiir
As he slips the card back into some unseen pocket he turns and examines the door on the left.
Teirist looks at Ballar like he just grew a second and third head. "When did we do any of those things?" he asks, still looking like Ballar lost what little is left of his mind.
Teirist nods. "Been a long time for me too, odd, I thought they took them out of circulation. Surprised the Banking union allows them to remain in here." Teirist says as he flips an electrum piece over his fingers in a show of dexterity and sleight of hand. "Yep, carry on, it's what we do." Handing the bags to Ballar to carry and noting where he stows them.
Teirist calmly wipes the blood off his blades on the dead bugbear and then searches the rest of the room, since the ranger is apparently into molesting the dead.
Teirist grins, the blood spatter on his face and the odd light adding to the grin's oddity. His blades flash again.
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