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I'm good either way!

@Feral: Thanks for wrapping that up for us! Feels weird that we were so close to finishing that level.

Also, no day job.

I'm back! Sorry, didn't notice that this got rolling.

Zcha, sad that his master's aid isn't helping, decides to help in another way. "I'm glubing rock man!"

He makes his way to Soro and slaps a hand on the man, trying to heal his wounds.

CLW: 1d8 + 4 ⇒ (7) + 4 = 11 Shaper of Reality trait to boost by +1 CL to CL 4.

I think it might be time to either call it on Emerald Spire (and pick it up again at a later date) or have someone step up to fill Tek's shoes. Thoughts?

As a heads up, I will be taking the Illinois Bar Exam on Tuesday and Wednesday and travelling to Chicago on Monday. I am aiming to still get posts up, but I cannot promise that it will happen.

"Yeah! SUCK ON THAT!" yells Zcha!

Zcha sees that his aid works and does it again. "NOW BASH HIS FACE IN!" he yells to the rock man as he provides another ward for Soro.

Another +2 to AC, profane bonus.

Soro's defenses appear lacking to Zcha so the darkling sends him the chaotic aid of the Lantern King. "HAVE MY AID, ROCKY!" he yells as the ward of the Lantern King surrounds him.

+2 to AC for the round for Soro.

Zcha'zcha sends another gout of magicks at the creature, hoping to destroy it himself and claim his first confirmed kill. "DON'T WORRY SORO! I'LL GET IT!" he yells as he sees the oread miss twice in quick succession.

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

"Woo! TAKE THAT MUD DUDE! SORO GONNA GET YOU!" Zcha taunts.

"Quick Soro! PUNCH IT!" Zcha yells to the rock man.

Frustrated that the mudlord did not appropriately exclaim discomfort at Zcha's magic, the darkling tries once more. "I SAID TAKE THAT STUPID MUD THING!"

Magic Missile: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

"TAKE THAT STUPID MUD THING!" yells the darkling as the magic impacts into its side. Zcha dances with glee as it happens.

The whole "This room is completely submerged made me think we were all underwater, which led me to question how people were talking.

Zcha weaves his hands and sends out a gout of magic at the mudlord as he bobs along in the silty, muddy water. "Zcha help this time!"

Magic Missile @ Mudlord: 1d4 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Aren't we still underwater?

"BLUB! GLUB!" muddles the tiny creature as he is dragged through the water by the better swimmers, ready to aid them when the door is opened.

"Blub!" glubs the darkling as he sees the eel clamp onto Joey. He sends another burst of feet energy at the man to protect him.

+2 to AC for Joey.

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Swim: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (5) - 1 = 4

The two Zcha's swim around fruitlessly in the water, breaststroking in circles as they freak out. "Blub!" one of them yells as he points at Joey and the man feels inspired by madness, seeing attacks appear in front of him before the eel attacks again, causing him to start dodging ahead of time, making him harder to hit.

+2 to AC for Joey until my next turn.

Sorry about that. I could have sworn that I posted for this...

Zcha is swept into the room and swirls around in the middle, trying to swim and get near the eel for darkling dagger time. "Blubbbbb!"

Swim: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

Instead, the darkling is caught in the whirpool and spins around uselessly as Zcha appears with him.

Copycat for Two Zchas!

As the current pulls Aillig and Zcha under and into the room, the darkling happily waves at the dwarf before exploding into bubbles.

Shortly after, another copy of Zcha comes floating through, though this one seems like the real one, but who can tell?

Swim-DC 15: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (12) - 1 = 11
Reflex-DC 20: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

"WEEEEEEE!" glubs Zcha as he is swept in with Aillig.

"TO THE DOOR!" Zcha bellows as he marches in the lead, proudly kicking in the door to surprise its tenants. "WISE ZCHA HAS ARRIVED!"

"TO THE LADDER!" bellows Zcha as he ties the headband around his bulbous head. "New headband give Zcha courage! Zcha can wrestly any shark now!" he says proudly.

Zcha puts on the oily headband, feeling much more wise after recovering from the wrestling match with the Sharkbot 9000. "Ah yes. I see now why this was follish..." Zcha states in a serious manner.

The darkling also secrets the Scroll of Aqueous Orb into his robes, damp as they are. This will be fun! he whispers to himself as he waits to follow around Gullpiece.

Reflex-DC 12: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

The electricty shocks Zcha, nearly killing him as Other Zcha disappears in an agonizing puff of smoke. "BLUB ALMOGLUB KILLUB ZCHA!" the darkling blubs underwater.

Retreating to the corner, Zcha casts a few spells to heal himself, using his wand.

5 charges to go back to full.

Zcha wonders how all the others can speak underwater as he bubbles out sounds. "GLUBBLE PIEBLE! SHARBLE GLUB GLUB!" he yells into the water as he stabs at Sharkbot 9000.

Dagger: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4
Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2

Zcha grabs his dagger and tries to strike the Sharkbot 9000-2.0! "Blub glub that!"

DARKLING DAGGER OF DEATH!: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d3 - 1 ⇒ (1) - 1 = 0

I claim half of Gullpiece's sneak damage as my own for this!

Swim: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 7

The Sharkbot 9000-Second Edition seems to have adapted better to the underwater combat as it appears to have a spear; a distinct advantage over the Sharkbot 9000-OG.

Zcha is skewered on the ranseur as his blood creates a cloud of light red around the wounded darkling. "GAAAAHBLABHABHALB!" he bellows as he can't move in the annoying hydrogen-oxygen compound.

He summons his brother and quickly hides behind him, pushing him into the sharkbot.

Trickery - Mirror Image!

"GO ZCHABLUB!!" the original(?) glubs.

@GM: Did you factor in slashing weapon penalties for being underwater?

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Zcha moves to grab the shark automaton. "Glub... wrangle a shark... glub!" can be heard through the water as Zcha looks to wrassle the construct.

Grapple @ FFCMD: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10

"Weeeeeeee!" glubs the Zcha's in harmony as they spin and flip in the current, letting themselves be dragged into the next area.

As the bunyip is slain, Zcha continues to run scared, leaping into the flowing water of the hallway. "YOU'LL NEVER GET ME, SEAL GOD!" he yells before leaping.

Plop!

With a splash, he is carried down the hallway by the current as the rest insist on pushing on in the room with the bunyip.

"NO! DON'T DO IT FISSILE! DON'T LET YOURSELF BE EATEN TO SAVE US!" the darkling yells as the half-orc strides in to meet the bunyip.

"YOU ARE BRAVE! I TELL EVERYONE OF YOUR SACRIFICE!" he yells to console the man.

Will Save: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (2) + 8 = 10

"OH GOD! IT WANTS TO EAT POOR ZCHA!" the darkling yells as he splits into two and runs away.

"DON'T EAT ME SEAL GOD!" he begs as he flees.

"Don't get eaten, Squirrel!" yells the darkling to the oread, granting the man a +2 profane bonus to AC.

Zcha leaps up and wraps his tiny, blackened fingers around the lever's handle and yanks on it hard. "It's go time, Gullpiece!"

"Gullpiece! There is fun stuff in here!" Zcha bellows from the next room to his best friend.

"Is she dead? Can Zcha make her into Zcha's friend?" the darkling says as his eyes glint and his hand slowly emanates dark energy. "I have onyx here!" he says as his other hand holds up a pure black gemstone.

He looks saddened as Aillig pulls the undine to safety and Fysus stabilizes the woman. "You are no fun!" he pouts as he searches for more trouble through the southern tunnel in the room.

"I did say that he attacked us, didn't I Gullpiece?" First Zcha says, confused, as Second Zcha sees battle and disappears. "This is all you, Zcha!"

"Yeah! He attacked us, so we captured him and took him to town!" the first Zcha states as he bobs in the water.

The other Zcha backstrokes around the pool of water, spurting water up into the air with his mouth. "Look guys! I'm a whale!"

"I'm Zcha!" yells the darkling as another one bobs out of the water. "I'm Zcha, too!" says another as it bobs to the surface.

"We captured a water person like you. Is that Klarknish?" he asks of the undine woman. "If so, you don't have to worry about him anymore!" the pair of darklings says in unison.

Zcha sees everyone trying to go through the door and the darkling tries to keep up with the group not wanting to be left behind. "BLUB glub!"

Swim: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (8) - 1 = 7

Zcha is pulled by the current down the hallway. "Bluuuuuuuuuuuuuuub...." he glubs as he is pulled away from his friends.

"Blub glub glub GLUB!" gurgles Zcha as he passes by the door that Soro saw, content to let the lazy river take him where it please or at least until he finds something fun.

"Blub blub glub!" yells Zcha as his small form is pulled by the current right past Joey and Fysus. He waves as he slams into a wall and then is whisked to the right.

Zcha jumps in after his best friend. "Geranimo!"

Ploop!

One cannonball later, the darkling plummets to the depths of the water with Joey. When he sees the man again, he will wave at him, though he is likely the only one who can see it as Joey can't see in the dark.

Zcha happily bobs along behind everyone as Soro lifts the grates from the floor.

"Looks like swimming time, Zcha." says the darkling as his copy appears.

"Where have you been!?" asks the original before the other poofs out of existence.

"I need air stuffs to breath!" Zcha proudly proclaims when asked by Fysus.

"To the surface! With best friends Gullpiece and Squirrel!" the darkling laughs to himself as he prances towards the entrance.

"Don't let that water take you down, Squirrel!" Zcha yells to his new best friend after Joey let him down.

"Yeah! Get 'im, Squirrel! You teach that water whose boss!" Zcha cheers on the earth man as he imbues him with an increase to his defensive capabilities next.

+2 profane bonus to AC for Soro.

Zcha'zcha grants his Blessing of the Faithful to Soro for his next round of attacks!

+2 to hit to Soro's attacks in the next round.