Good news! I got a message from DM Raltus.
It's only a very busy real life, that is keeping him away from the boards at the moment.
He'll be back.
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Are last rights in order for our GM? I hope not.
As the dwarf and the bard are drunken enough to take over the choir duty, she stops and moves to the galley. There has to be something to eat that is not of questionable origin like Ingrahild's stew.
"Pearls before swine." Yorikata thinks, as she hears her uncultured companions complaining and planning to numb themself out on ale.
Yorikata estimates the distance and how quick she could get away again, in case it turns sour. She takes a deep breath and then starts singing at the top of her lungs.
Yorikata changes into fox form and sneaks over the water.
She walks around the boat, changes back and climbs aboard. She carefully looks around who is on deck.
"I'm pretty sneaky, but I don't knwo if I can climb the boat." Yorikata ponders the options. "But when we walk on water, we're at a decent height to start. But what do we do once we're on board? Sneak into our quarters? Because, I don't think Halrex is fun, when we try to scare her."
Yorikata crawls out of the backpack and changes to human form. "Yeah, sure. You're an orc. You don't even know what real darkness is. You're just to lazy to come out!" "I seriouslay have to ask Halgra of the Blackened Blades what she paid you for the passage. I get the feeling it was too much."
"We'll go to redlake fort to wipe out the Twisted Hearts Orc Tribe." Yorikata tells.
"Let's be accurate here - the ship has a crew which are all half-orc, but the coxswain, who is an orc woman. And so far none has tried to eat us. And as I worked in the galley I can tell they are also not hiding half humans in the pantry. Also no dwarves." "If it weren't for the pointy ears you could just imagine those half orcs as constantly seasick humans."
"It's a foul place. We just never ever go back in there." Yorikata comments. "The question is. Can they come out, or do they also need the lantern? Has anything besides us come out from there, since you set up camp here?" she asks Ingrahild. Yorikata compares the places Dain and Ingrahild have chosen. She doesn't see much difference but the work Ingrahild has already put in. And as she is no big fan of manual labor the is fine with using the place the dwarf chose.
"Yes, join us on the slave galley. There is always more room for people rowing." Yorikata tells.
"Oh, the humanity! Do never go in there. It's horrible. Eveil fey behind every corner. Plants that want to swallow you whole, or suck your blood out. And all that for a few lousy weapons most of us can't use." "Oh, and we found Ardashir. He's a nice guy. He had it even worse ending up in that place. Because we are back where we went in. He is still hundreds or thousands of miles away from where he came there."
Yorikata jumps at the menhir to get out of that cursed hole already.
"Last one is a lame duck." Yorikata calls out as she runs.
He can cast anything without gestures. Besides that he'd have to roll a harsh 35% failure chance.
I'm not sure how far back we got for free. We used the rope with the lily pads, as not all did dare to try the acrobatics. But if we're already checking seed bags in the vault's shed then we got back for free to the main room, where the bridge with the invisible stabbers starts. I moved everyone on the map to the lily pads or over if a post told so. Waiting there for clarification.
"I haven't healed you today, have I?" Yorikata asks and lays a hand on William.
Yorikata checks if there is a lock and if there is one, she locks it.
Yorikata hurries through the door.
"Were leaving, aren't we?" Yorikata tells and moves on in the direction they wanted to go.
Yorikata follows Lanneth.
"There are more of those evil infestations to come. We need Dain in top shape, with kempt beard and everything." Yorikata tells, looking at Lanneth.
"This garden is seriously lacking a creek to wash off that slime. Or maybe it's for the better as just something else would rise out of it to eat us." Yorikata comments. "Some mind bleach to forget the experience would be nice too."
"No dying here buddy."
In my opinion it is normal that a fight is easy, if save or suck build gets the good stuff to stick. On the other side, this AP is pretty much all hacking through strong enemies. Which we are now capable of. But wait until we get to fight the twisted hearts tribe and not those endless rows of weed, that are immune to mind affecting effects. Then the fun starts.
Regeneration or not. Being cut open has to leave scars. Yorikata looks fo rtwhere the scor from her cutting her way out is. Then she cuts the tree open right at the same place.
Yorikata tries again to get the knives into the bark.
That thing is so going down. One round of good rolls and it's history.
Yorikata goes for the stabby stab stab.
Against better judgement Yorikata turns back into a combat vialble form to join the fight.
Lanneth, wouldn't it be safer, if you went flying?
"I can sneak past anyway. But another one of those mudballs might be helpful to create a window for the slow and clanking part of our group." Yorikata jokes.
Yorikata grabs the rest of the items that no one has claimed yet and packs them on Ardashir to carry.
"This vault is cleared out and there are no druids left to take care of it. I'd like it very much to pay back this foul tree for trying to eat me, but it doesn't make a real difference." "But I fear we are totally incapable to sneak past that thing. Last time we acted like a bunch of headleass chicken, when we tried that."
"Let's bag the stuff." Yorikata suggests. "Ewigga, have you found what you searched in the cache?"
"Someone taking watch? Or are we all sleeping, hoping we'd awake uneaten by plants?"
"Classical weeding. How anticlimatic." Yorikata comments. She cuts the xtabays' stem just above the ground. She follows Lanneth dragging some along. There she plucks off the blossoms and stomps them until there is only a splat on the floor left.
"You burn them? Or what do you have in mind?" Yorikata asks.
"Let us rest in the corridor between the brambles room and the flowery corridor. There are no plants and it also has doors that can be closed." Yorikata suggests.
"In the middle of the thorny weeds? It's better than sleeping in this hole. But I'd prefer a less thorny place." Yorikata complains.
Even with everything laid out before her she finds nothing of interest for her. "Where is Ewigga? She wanted some of those too, right?" Yorikata tells looking out for the elf.
Looking at all the stuff and around at her companions she concludes in disappointment "I'm not sure this was worth the hassle. Ardashir might like that curved blade as a better replacement for the one he doesn't use anyway. But besides that?" She stops while looking at Lanneth "Or is there something really good with those papers and sticks?"
Yorikata sits on the edge of the chest, feet outside and slides the upper part of her body into the chest. Hanging at her legs, head down she looks if there are any shinies to see.
Yorikata raises a brow at William. Then she turns to Ardashir and asks "Is chivalry dead?"
"It deserves no better." Yorikata tells and starts cackling madly into the chest which makes it sound even more creepy.
Yorikata jumps out of the chest again. "Ouch." she voices as the sharp thorns attack her boots. But unfazed she takes a dagger and tries to open the crack or move the bottom or whatever works to satisfy her piqued curiosity.
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