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I am counting this campaign as dead and won't be checking back on it again. I hope everyone manages to find other campaigns that they will enjoy.

Bye

Fingers crossed.

I am even starting to check this less and less frequently. Maybe check it for another week and if still nothing, then I will assume it is dead.

GM, you still here?

Just waiting on an up to date map before I can give any directions. Although looks like Talia has beaten me to it. Also on my previous post I was meant to put 17 if flanking, not 13.

Seeing this newcomer rush over to Jo I call out quickly, "Jo, the small person's next to ya seems to be's helpin' us." I then remain next to the Teifling and once within range I swing my Axe at it. I look at the creature who has just tried to grab the man (or who has grabbed the man), this Zeg and try to think back on my training to see what it is.

Knowledge (Arcana) : 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (6) + 5 = 11
Battle-Axe Attack : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15 (13 if Flanking, don't know the bonus for attacking a grappled opponent.)
Battle-Axe Damage : 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (8) + 5 = 13

Talia, its your go.

Could we get an up to date map?

It is Emmett, then Byron and then yourself.

Didn't it move, so that he could attack me last round? Which would have also provoked an attack of opportunity on me.

Seeing the strange creature walk into the room and start to attack the Teifling, I move so that I am stand on the other side of the Teifling and swing my Axe at it.

Battle-Axe Attack : 1d20 + 4 + 2 ⇒ (11) + 4 + 2 = 17 (+2 for Flanking)
Battle-Axe Damage : 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (4) + 5 = 9

I look to the strange creature again, "Who's ya?"

Just waiting on you Talia, show us what a Summoner is made of.

Oh, that's a bummer. I hope he can come back at some point.

Nice to meet you and I look forward to travelling with you, I hope you enjoy the group ... it is ... unique.

Just waiting for the enemies to act before I decide what to do.

I am back now, quite a bit of reading to do too. Thank-ypu for GMPC'ing Xianaé as I asked.

I grunt in pain and swing my axe at the one who just stabbed me.

Battle-Axe Attack : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (18) + 4 = 22
Battle-Axe Damage : 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

Hit Points : 13 / 19

Okay, just to let everybody know I will be away from any internet connection next week between Monday and Friday. So feel free to GMPC my character as you see fit and that matches my current play style.

For some reason I completely got the wrong end of the darkness, not thinking it was the spell. But just the lights going out.

I take another step towards the villain holding the sword.

I will move around the table, so that I am beside both of the archers. That way Jo has room to come down and take care of the guy with the sword.

"3 foes', 2 with crossbow's 'n' 1 with a sword's!"

If the one in front of me (with the sword) is within reach I will attack with my axe.

Battle-Axe Attack : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (10) + 4 = 14
Battle-Axe Damage : 1d8 + 5 ⇒ (3) + 5 = 8

If he is not within reach, then I shall move towards the 2 with the bows, so I am standing beside them.

Hearing Byron, I turn about, "Comin'!" With that I turn and try to go downstairs. Also provoking attacks from anything within reach.

I have my Axe in hand and I also have Darkvision : 60 feet)

I would go, but currently I am up the stairs and have no idea that anything is happening, so if Byron calls out, then I shall see if I can help. Otherwise I will just be looking around the room.

I am still here, just waiting to see what Byron does before I post my actions.

I just noticed I posted as my primary Alias (Faelar Braegen) So thought I should just say that it was me, to avoid any confusion.

I listen carefully to what everyone is saying and head on up, being extra cautious.

Perception : 1d20 ⇒ 12

I look around but see nothing of danger, so I head towards the stairs, I look back at Coran and whisper, "There's stairs going up's."

With Jo's offer, I raise my axe up to waist level, ready to strike at any sudden enemies and step through the door, continuing to walk forwards until an enemy presents itself.

Sorry, I misread it and didn't realise that the first skeleton was killed too.

I look down at the now still bones, then up at Jo and his hammer, "... Wow's!" Noticing the bells have stopped ringing I look around nervously, "We should's get inside's. Who's will take lead's?"

I keep on checking the campaign, but cannot post anything until GM L/L posts the action for the enemies as it is their turn. After that it is me.

However if people are wanting to stop the campaign, then I shall comply.

Battle-Axe Attack : 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10

I put a bit too much power behind my swing and end up chipping the doorway, as I loose my footing briefly ... narrowly missing Byron, "...Sorry's..." I look ashamed, very ashamed.

I don't pay much attention to the alarm, I just carry on to catch up to Coran and Byron.

(If I am able to move and attack a foe in the same round, I will. If not I will just double move to be behind them.)

As I rush around the side of the church in the same direction, I tilt my head as I hear the bell and take a quick look around to see if there is anyone coming towards us.

Percperion : 1d20 ⇒ 16

If no-one else is coming towards us, then I continue on my way to Coran and Byron ... albeit at a slower and more cautious pace.

Oh right ... well I think she would want to run straight there, but seeing as we have been trying to catch them unaware she would swing around behind Coran and Byron. Sorry about that and thank-you Byron :)

Hmmm...There is fighting and that means that Coran and Byron could be in danger so taking the most direct route would seem to make more sense. But at the same time swinging around to see if it is them makes more sense. But with her growing feeling of responsibility of protecting Coran, she would rush there as soon as possible. I think she will take the most direct route, when her friends are in danger she doesn't think straight.

I look to the others, "Ya hear's that? 'Tis coming's from over there's. " I start to rush towards the sounds of battle, drawing my Axe free as I move.

Perception : 1d20 ⇒ 15

I start to get a bit nervous and fidgety now that Coran has moved away, but they sneaked away and I know that I cannot sneak well. I stand beside Jo, awaiting the return of our friends.

I am here, just didn't know what to say with Xianaé about the situation. Leading isn't her strong point.

I remain standing beside Coran, having taken it upon myself to protect the little shaman from any dangers. As such I will do as he asks, something which appears to be quite obvious from my body language.

I look from Coran to Emmett and back again, "So how should's we approach?"

After eating breakfast I smile and nod at Mother Mudlumm. I then wash myself off again and do some early morning exercises. On the way to the temple, I stand beside Coran, with my hand on my Axe ... ready in case something attacks us.

When we get to the church I look down to Coran, "Should we's knock?"

Hey all, I am back now. Is this game still running, I see we haven't had any news posts since January 13th.

Hey all, just to let you know that I won't have any internet access until Sunday 26th. Hope you have a fun time playing and I look forward to the catch-up.

I smile and nod at Coran, but say nothing. Taking my place behind him again.

I look from Coran to the table and back again. I then head to the table, feeling that Coran is not in any danger here. I sit down beside Emmett and listen to both Emmett and Jo speak. I slowly start to collect some food from the table and begin to eat it, rather hastily. I look up from my food at the mention of the Bastards, but not being able to think of anything add to the conversation; apart from a tap of my axe and a grin, I get back to my eating. Once I have had my fill, I wipe my mouth and collect another plate of food, which I take over to Coran.

"Jo 'n' I's are very lucky's to be's alive. We's just has to get rid's of the Bastards 'n' we can get's Moondark back's. Sha...Coran also wants to look's into the Bastards 'n' Whitechin. Do ya know anything's about them?"

I remain standing behind Coran, almost protectively. The fact that Moondark is not with us presently does not upset me too much, but I do look ashamed that it was partly my fault that she was taken.

I look to Coran who is smiling at me, "Okay's, well I's will jus' follow ya. Could we not's make them fight's each other?"

While heading back to the Mothers I turn to Coran, "So's Shama ... Coran, what's happenin'? We helpin' Whitechin 'n' then turning's on him? Or jus' letting him go's?"

I look at Byron, "I understand's, next time's we will shows them. Thanks for getting me's outta there's."

I then turn to Jo, "I don't remember's much, jus' a room's of Goblins 'n' then black's. We's were given an offer's, which we took for now's."

Cure Light Wounds (Via Potion) : 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Current Hit Points : 3 / 19

I look to Emmett and the others as I awake, looking at the Goblin ready to attack. But seeing that nobody else is attacking, I lower my hand and await an explanation. Once I have been told what is going on think about it, "So we's are helpin' Whitechin now? That doesn't seems like a good's idea. What's stopping's him from attacking's us afterwards?"

I was watching everything, just waiting for a time where I would be able to do something.