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Hey guys, I'm sorry to have to do this but due to my current summer work schedule and real life stuff, I'm going to have to cut back on my PbP games, and this is just one that I cannot keep pace with. I really enjoyed the characters and the connections we made with them. Wish you all the best.
As the pit drops, Koan jumps to the side.
Koan grabs the rope and assists Thomas in pulling Sorek up.
Has anyone else been having troubles accessing Paizo? I've been getting errors while trying to log on. I'm able to get on now though, so I have some catching up to do.
"It's not fun if they're not moving! If you're not going to do it, make way and let me!" He readies an arrow, in case more trouble comes.
Sorry guys, work's gotten rougher after a few people got fired. I'll catch up tonight after work. Thanks for GMPCing me when necessary.
Koan cautiously follows the pathway.
Koan hangs back and keeps Good Thomas company. Unfamiliar to such strange surroundings, he stays vigilant with his bow and an arrow ready for danger.
Koan cautiously looks over the pit and readies 3 standard arrows.
Koan grabs an incendiary arrow and let's it fly. Half way through he realizes what everyone's been saying.
Never having seen anything like this before, Koan does what any normal person would do.
Koan shakes his head in annoyance.
"Here, friend, Koan says as he passes Good Thomas his waterskin. "Have a sip. You nearly lost your head back there. You seem out of sorts. Are you sure you're ready to do this?"
"Well let's get moving. I don't want to be anywhere near these woods after dark."
Koan tests the balance of the knives, figures which would be best for throwing, and settles on three.
Oh thank goodness they're humanoid! My study target really only works with humanoid-type creatures for now. I was really worried it'd be spiders. Also, I imagine the gnolls were well aware of us, so no sneak attack for me, correct?
Letting instinct take over, Koan sprints towards Sorek's eye-lights for a clear shot, dodging Aggrammar's stout body, and let's an arrow fly.
Koan edges forward cautiously, giving his wayfinder a superstitious kiss. C'mon now, Yuuma. Give me sight.. The ioun stone within it gives a faint glow as the wayfinder gives off a light.
As they march on, Koan takes a moment to load a bundle of five cold iron arrows within his wrist sheath. He keeps his bow at the ready, in case of emergency.
Maniacal cackling!
After chatting around with Sorek and catching up on the finer points of Pappy's tale regarding the Mouth (which he dazed through) he picks up a bundle of cold iron arrows.
Any other items we may need? I know demons were mentioned. Should I bother with cold iron arrows?
Koan trails behind Sorek in Pye's shop, picking out three special arrows meant for grappling. He raises an eyebrow towards Sorek, silently asking him if it would be useful. Sorek nods in affirmation.
Ulman, is there a treatment for disease? We've been told that there are many varieties of diseases within Rappan Athuk. Surely, a man of your... skill... has something, no?
Yeah, my apologies. As I said, the season picked up for me, and I haven't really had a chance to sit down and contribute. Are there any other must-haves for our excursion? I've got 188gp left and they aren't useful once where down in the dungeons. GT, need me to cover something?
Koan listened to the old man, taking to heart his warnings, yet his attention was elsewhere. He and Koayi had a quarrel regarding her return. She pleaded with him, argued, bared her teeth at him, yet he remained sure in his decision. He knew one way or another, she was going nowhere near Rappan Athuk. They'd spent years apart, she wasn't ready to put more distance between them, but he feared for her safety and her innocence. She couldn't know the full extent of the life he lead. The old man fell asleep in his seat. Koan leaned over and took a hearty gulp of his frothy ale. Nothing like the kind he'd grown accustom to in the bigger cities, but good in it's own right. His eyes wandered 'round the tavern. What an odd place he thought, why would anyone want to live here? Across from their table, Koan eyed a group of travelers, probably just as foolish as they, chasing rumors. He watched them interact, tried his best to listen close and pick out their leader. He studied them, took note of their weapons and equipment. His lifestyle came with certain quirks, and this happened to be one of them. He lifted the pint again and thought dark, grim thoughts. An arrow through ones head, the sturdy table knocked on end for cover, another arrow to the chest, one through another's neck. A quick leap over cover and he could take one down by swift blade. Three, maybe four down. It was another quirk he'd developed. It was ingrained in him from an early age. Uncle Yuuma called it "executioner's sense", the ability to plan an execution within seconds. He lifted up his ale one more time, finishing off the drinks, and his grim thoughts. His eyes landed back on his troop. How lucky was I to fall in line with such virtuous and trustworthy warriors? It hasn't been but a few days, and they've watched out for me more than any stranger ever has. Could I ever be like them?
Universal Orlando. It's just now changing from really slow to stupid busy.
Sorry for my lack of posts. Working for one of the world's largest theme parks takes a mental toll. I've got a three-day weekend starting with a trip to the springs early tomorrow. Will try to make a decent post soon.
Yeah, Lars. Hope you have a quicky recovery.
He slowly edges his hand out towards Good Thomas. "Come on, now. Koayi, newlyweds, come now."
Koan keeps his hands held up as a sign of peace and good intentions.
Koan offers a curt head not "Heard."
Koan steps behind a tree, peers over at the ship and whispers to Sorek. "It has been a strange week for us. I'd hate to assume that they're friendly. With our luck, who knows."
He shoots a look to the newlyweds, and then over at Koayi and gives the three a playful nod. "Did you hear that? Maybe there is a river of gold after all! Rejoice! A honeymoon in Rappan Athuk!" Koan chuckles at Sorek's comment and jokingly adds "wouldn't hurt our cause if they took an arrow to the knee." as he pantomimes a shot for Lars and Thomas. A quick turn over to the newcomer Jor'k, with his imaginary bow pulled taut, Koan asks (in a mocking accent) " From where do you hail, newcomer? Have you any provisions? Perhaps more importantly, a map? Or even a home cooked meal? "
He looks over at Sorek in a "told-you-so" manner.
I need to readjust my gear when I have the time to sit down with the PC. Work's been busy lately so By the time I get home, I start dinner, eat, shower and go to bed.
"Hah!" Koan exclaims agitatedly, the heat getting to him a bit. "Did you hear that? A dragon! Why did it have to be a dragon?"
Koan labors on through the heat. The new comer looked familiar, definitely from the caravan. He's seen him a wagon or two behind his own.
I actually have to go back and tally up my gear. I remember being very under budget.
http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheet.html#id=91141 Switched my feats around, Took Point Black Shot as L1, Precise Shot as my Bonus feat, took trapfinding and trap spotter (by taking extra slayer talent as L3 feat). If Trap Spotter isn't too necessary, I'd prefer to take Rapid Shot or something else that could up ranged damage, but if Aggrammar is also going the Ranged route, I won't stress it too much.
Yeah, I'll fill in the trapfinding role. Gonna drop TWF, move to a mainly ranged role with my feats and switch Ranger Combat Style: Archery at 2nd for Trapfinding. My 4th slayer talent is taken by my archetype. Will probably pick up RCS again at 6th.
If Rappan Athuk is going to be that deadly, I suppose Jar'k would be fine. Koan will remain in play, and I'll keep the alchemist as a backup. Most of my posting is done via cellphone, but i do have a PC I can use, but my posting rate will be effected.
Aggrammar,
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