If we don't make it, I'm likely going to be not making a character, sorry. Real life kind of just... got ahead of me. I can manage, but just barely, so I'm probably going to cut this campaign at its TPK
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Aaaaaaaaaaaand that's my first unconscious character in PbP. Can't believe it took this freaking long.
Timothy takes a step back, lets loose one last jolt of flame, then collapses unconscious.
"Thank you, for lining up so neatly. Now die."
Timothy shoots another bolt, wanting to get multiple goblins at once with his magic as he grumbles. He misses horribly, however.
"I should have prepared magic missile... I clearly can't freakin' aim today."
Timothy takes the arrow out of his haramaki, smiling.
Timothy does his signature burst of fire at the enemies, hoping to singe both goblins.
You still good, GM?
Timothy fires a crossbow at the goblin directly in front of him. And misses, considerably.
Timothy moves to target the two greased goblins with a flame arc, goading the one behind them to move closer.
Tim grumbles, but complies, and fires a crossbow at the goblin that Miles targeted once he retreats.
For the record, I have taken my action. It was just a move since I'm hopelessly out of range.
Ack! I didn't see that it was solely my turn for the block, and was avoiding going first to see what everyone else was doing. I apologize about delaying you guys a week.
Timothy, not being able to reach any of the goblins with his spells, moves closer, possibly regretting this decision.
"I couldn't agree with you more," Timothy says as he examines the trap as he prepares to launch more fire at the goblins with his exploits.
Timothy follows as well... and fails to keep quiet.
"Agreed. That and pyromania."
Timothy sighs, "I'm going to do what I can to help merge the shards."
"It might be a per-merge deal."
Timothy's face turns to shock, mentally perusing for defences against intelligent magical items. sundering, he thinks as he unconsciously unstows his crossbow and leaves it at his side. Suffice to say, he isn't taking the news well.
Timothy sees Ulthak, and sighs. "I only want to know how dangerous she was around the time my son died, is all, to see if I need to... get further information. Past that, if she's not a threat, I see no reason we can't leave her be if Ruby is correct."
"Assure me she's been this old and decrepit for long enough to not have brought harm to us. I lost my son to these goblins. And, very fitting name," Timothy says as he looks at the ruby. His utter contempt seems to... fade as he sees the goblin not make any move to harm them.
Timothy sneers. "How fast do goblins age? I doubt it's fast enough for any form of per--- wait, what even are you? A soul gem?"
For the record, the Arcanist is going for Arcane Trickster -- local cobbler [Craft (shoes)] and former father.
"What do you see in there, man?" Timothy says.
"Agreed with Ulthak here,"[/] Tim chimes in. [b]"we need to make sure they know to never try this again, if they even live."
"I'm in agreement with Miles, here. This is getting out of control and fast."
Timothy keeps up with Lathliss, helping him check to make sure the fire is put out properly. "Thank you for the healing," he says in thanks.
"Thank you for the positive energy, and thank the Elk-father for granting it. I will help the best I can with putting the fire out. Hopefully I didn't contribute."
Timothy shoots one last bolt of fire at the remaining Goblin.
Ah, Hypnotism isn't worth it if there's just one guy up then. Burn away!
What's the HD of these guys?
Burning hands at the two goblins at once to Tim's right, and then take a five foot step
"A little help here? I'm no white mage. Right now I wish I was though."
Same here. Block initiative! Tim burned burning hands for the record. He has superior line-fire anyways.
Timothy tries, and fails to cast a spepl while avoiding retaliation, grumbling under his breath
Paizo, stop eating my posts, damnit!
Tim sees three goblins all neatly lined up and walks up to them, smiling like a maniac. "Thank you, for making this easy! Now, die."
Ooops. Forgot to put reservoir in the tagline. Considering his focus will be balancing both spells and exploits, I figure putting that there is a good idea.
Timothy lines up a flame arc, his old reliable magic trick from a combination of study and sheer luck, and hurls it at two of the goblins who are all, already, neatly lined up. (DC 14 Reflex). His face portrays an angry snarl at the mere sight of goblins.
"I will aid you in anyway I can," Timothy says as he hoists his crossbow and follows Ulthak.
"I swear," Timothy says as he starts running after he picked up his bolt from the Goblin, "if the goblins cause this all of them are going to get the fire they love so, so much. Personally."
Timothy tries to fire off one bolt at the Goblin, none of his spells able to reach the thing.
Timothy decides to try to fry the Goblin alive, anger present on his face as he recalls what their tribe has done.
Oh, crap! I'm here, I just didn't realize this was a Surprise round open to everyone. not on fire. Let's fix that.
"Line them up if possible, is the only thing I have to add to that, as otherwise I agree." Timothy sounds very ready to torch goblins, and you can almost hear the man crying from either anger or grief already.
Any mention of goblins is sure to get Timothy's attention, so once mentioned, he immediately speaks. "You hardly needed to ask for me to join you. The Toom's farm? I'll ensure only the goblins deal with the brunt of my damage."
At The Inn: "I'm with Miles, there," the nearly middle-aged cobbler says, "almost always up to try something new. I'll be glad to help carry things to the stump as well. I may not be strong, but an extra set of hands can never hurt." In contrast to Miles' upbeat demeanor, Timothy is generally more reserved. Between his age slowly catching up to him, somehow faster than it should, losing his apprentice, and everything... his enthusiasm has gradually dwindled over the years, but he is still open to help the community at any chance after the Sundering.
Blarg. More people ghosting?
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