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I have some bad news. I have decided to withdraw from, or end most of my participation in PBP games. Getting into the Top 32 of RPG Superstar has shown me how much time I was dedicating to PBP that could be better used elsewhere, and how I am in too many games for me to do them all justice. As a consequence of over committing myself, PBP games often feel like a chore for me instead of fun, and I have to make difficult choices about which ones I prioritize, while other people wait on me to post. Therefore, I’m limiting myself to two games as a DM and a few games as a player where I have invested the most time/posts and had the most fun.

I apologize for withdrawing from this, but it’s a hard reality I have to face. As much as I love PBP there is limited time in life, and I can’t be fully invested in so many disparate ventures. I've been in this game for a long time, and I had some good times here. That being said, it moves slow enough that I'm not really invested anymore.

In the future my availability may change, and I hope to see you all around the boards. Again, apologies for failing in my commitment. I wish you all the best of luck, and that all your rolls be critical hits!

I just found out I made RPG Superstar top 32! I will not be posting in any of my PBP games until I get my entry for round two done. Thanks for being patient with me.

"Sound aight tae me, lad," Ulgrim agrees. "Ah dinnae ken the perfumerie either."

“Ah’ll watch your backs, lads,” Ulgrim says. He grabs his gear, ready to follow the men.

Ulgrim gets close to Kroft, "Pardon me, mum. But, where did this doctor come from? Have you seen his face? Ah get a right bad feeling in meh gut from that one." he whispers to his superior. She's acting out of character as well, being so passive.

Ulgrim also feels extremely suspicious of the doctors. The fact that they are so quiet just makes him think they are hiding something. Probably too many years as a guardsman. Either way, got tae be careful here.

He keeps his eyes on the other doctors, watching them for strange behavior, and ignoring Davalus for the moment.

Take 10 on perception to observe the other doctors.

Ulgrim goes after the Field Marshal and the doctor. He tries to appear as if he belongs there.

Stealth: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Dhatri

Ulgrim wears a similar “outfit” to the priest - something completely nondescropt. He says nothing but its clear that he’s ready to go.

Corso

“Have yeh nae thought for the collective, lad? We kinnae just sit by doin’ nothin’ while our city rots away!”

Ulgrim Clanless wrote:

I'm here. I rolled my crowd pushing check, and aid. I'm waiting for something else to happen. I'm too busy IRL these days to be a primary pusher character. I am a reactionary character. Give me something to react to and I'll produce some dwarven snark :P

I don't see a post from you with that information. Will move the story along in any event.

(O_O)!

I definitely wrote a post with a roll and an aid roll. Both passed even! But now looking at the thread I don't see it either. It must have gotten eaten by my phone browser or something. My bad, I assumed it was there.

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"Ah'll help ye, mistress. Ah owe a lot to this Bank," Ulgrim says. "Tell me, does master Oishii still reside here?"

I'm here. I rolled my crowd pushing check, and aid. I'm waiting for something else to happen. I'm too busy IRL these days to be a primary pusher character. I am a reactionary character. Give me something to react to and I'll produce some dwarven snark :P

Weren't we going to bed? I suggest we deal with the plague in the morning.

"What a bloody adventure! This ol' dwarf needs tae gets some proper sleep. I'll see yehs in the mornin'," Ulgrim informs his friends after eating. He grabs all his stuff and returns to his room, ordering a tub of hot water to wash with.

"Let's continue on tae the shelter. A little more fresh air before we return tae that stinking city we call home."

I vote outside.

"Tae much time in the bloody city," Ulgrim mutters before waddling after the others on their walk. "So we're about done'n, nae?" Ulgrim asks the others, wondering about their next moves.

"Naught so exciting as 'at, Inkeeper. She's still at large. Ah'll have a wheat beer if you have it. If not, mead will do," Ulgrim says. He settles into a stool at the bar to wait for his drink.

Ulgrim leaps down from the window, gliding down like a bat thanks to his ring. He alights on the ground outside, and draws his bow, sticking to the shadows. Feel like we're in a civil war o' some s@%$e.

Stand somewhere with a view of the road, and take 10 on stealth until the others are ready to leave. Yields a 15.

"Yes!" Ulgrim growls. "Naw, c'mmon lassie. Thank tae ya dancing and such, we've got tae go."

Ulgrim nods and follows Iozif.

"Somewhere where people don't know we're there, you porridge 'eaded noblebrat!" the flustered dwarf sputters. "Our arses are on the line here laddie. We'd do right by the girl and ourselves tae make scarce and spend the night kipped away under a bush or sommat."

"What in the Nine Hells and Asmodeus' curly b%$$@$*s fur are you lot doin' in here?" Ulgrim hisses to Arianna and Iozif. "Might a' well put up a bloody sign, 'we've got the girl!'" he grumbles. "It were meant tae be a secret mission...ye ken the meanin' o' secret, nae?"

With a couple frustrated tugs on his beard to calm himself, he says, "We should leave. We can't stay here after that ruckus. It's too risky."

Ulgrim shakes his head at the noise and follows Gyllan back inside.

Ulgrim grunts seeing Gyllan try to stop the man. This could get messy... he thinks, reaching for his bow.

Ulgrim turns to Gyllan. "What if he was a spy, laddie? Off to report us to the Queen's men or to the Hellknights, ye ken? Mayhaps we should sleep but a short time and continue to travel on. Call me paranoid, but Ah'd feel better safe than sorry."

Continue following.

Ulgrim waits a few seconds after the man leaves, and then gets up quietly to follow him.

Taking 10 on stealth for a 15, and trailing the dude to see where he goes.

Ulgrim takes a seat acrossvthe common room and orders a mead. Then he keeps an eye on th goateed man.

Not going to sleep, I’ll keep watch on dude and anything else potentially threatening that happens.

Ulgrim peers silently at the hooded figure drinking alone in the corner.

Take 10 on perception for a 20.

"Heh. Ah like 'is style," Ulgrim says, somewhat uncharacteristically. It seems their recent experiences in Korvosa have caused him to change his views on the sanctity of the law. The dwarf cautiously approaches his mount. "Oi, ye great bestie! Ah'm goin' tae ride ye, ye ken?"

The equine regards him passively with one large sable eye, then snorts. Ulgrim grabs one of the stirrups in both hands and tries to climb it like a rope, nearly dislodging the saddle. The startled beast sidesteps, toppling Ulgrim to the dirt. Many dwarven curses and a few attempts later, he manages to scramble into the saddle. Due to the shortness of his legs he cannot reach the stirrups and if forced to cling tightly to the pommel of the saddle, a look of slight panic in his eyes. "Whose idea wa' this?"

Traveling internationally for the next nine days, so my posting might be spotty at times. Please bear with me.

"Ah never 'ad a problem with me own tae feet. But if yehs fancy some untrustworthy quadrupedes, I suppose ah can suffer through it," Ulgrim says. "Good work back there with the guard, lads!"

Ulgrim shurgs, hoping that the guards on duty aren't as suspicious as he is. He pulls his illusory beggar's robes closer around him, and begins coughing in his most convincing manner.

Onward it is then. Hope this doesn't end with a bunch of unconscious guardsmen.

Let's abort this attempt and then go get some forged identifications made. It shouldn't be too hard, we might even be able to do it ourselves. Anyone have ranks in linguistics?

Do this city is like east German level of "Papers please?" when you want to leave? What papers do you need to get out legally?

I suppose Ulgrim could ride a pony. Though that seems counter to the diseased beggar disguise/distraction.

"We needn't be exactly with her, jus' near her, nae? If we distract attention from her, all the better."

"If there's sickness about, we could disguise urselfs as plague ridden beggars. Then just walk out as the man suggested," Ulgrim says. He concentrates for a moment and his 'clothes' change appearance. He is now wearing a set of filthy, torn rags which cover him nearly from head to toe. "Just need summat to stink me up..."

"We kin certainly try!" Ulgrim exclaims. His guilt over turning Trinia in the first time surges to the surface again. "Sorry for leaving you to the wolves before, Miss Sabor. Ah dinnae ken the depths of the queen's evil at the time. Naext time Ah won't make the same mistake." The grizzled watchman offers his calloused dwarven hand to Trinia by way of apology. His expression is downcast and contrite.

"If yehs ever need ought, give me a holler at the citadel," Ulgrim informs the family as they leave. "The food was wunnerful."

Ulgrim sets aside his normal grumpiness and smiles at the sight of the healthy child. Then he smiles to Tayce. "Ah wouldn't mind a feast!"

"A'cause we can, and it's the right thing tae dae," Ulgrim mutters to the woman.

Ulgrim accepts the reading at face value, never being one to read too much into prophecy. He prepares his gear, and is ready to depart after the reading is finished.

Ulgrim will pay the whole thing, or whatever percentage is needed if others kick in.

"Ah'll pay the whole price myself iffin yehs don't fancy tae," Ulgrim says.

"Ah'll gladly donate tae the church," Ulgrim throws in. Was raised partially by the bastards, least Ah kin do.

1d100 ⇒ 85

Ulgrim's hands twitch towards his bow, and he opens his mouth to say, "You are under arrest for unlawful extortion." But then the scarred man intervenes. The surly dwarf's brows bunch up in the middle of his scarred forehead like a bank of thunder clouds. They'd better listen tae that scarred bastard, if theys know what's good fer 'em. He slowly closes his mouth and waits to see if the thugs back down.

Is there a legal toll on this bridge? I'm assuming not, just double checking.

I like events.