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@Zeebu, looks good there as well.

Thanks GM! Keeping an eye here in case you need any answers or needs me to change anything. :)

Hi GM Zorblag! Here's Archlich, with the trapper ranger / druid I talked about. I hope you like him. Please feel free to let me know any questions or concerns you might have! Cheers

While I like complex combat scenarios - especially when the action economy involves the environment as well - I believe they only truly work at higher levels. At lower levels, I believe faster, more straight forward combats would work better, as most characters wouldn’t be one trick ponies. I think your approach would work great for other games (mid to high level, or something overpowered like gestalt or mythic). Right now, we don’t have enough investment in the characters or the story and, like I said, the first levels are way too limiting for all of us to enjoy thoughtful combat scenes. If you’re open to adapt certain things or could disclose the near future plans, I’m sure we could make it work well (if it’s not the case, I fully understand and support you, wish everybody the best and would take my leave).

Hey guys, I'm quite lost with the whole things going on. My apologies, but I think I'll step out from the game. I don't think it's for me; I'm not "feeling" it at all - are we still on that very same combat for months? Anyway... Have fun, you all, and thanks GM for the invite, and sorry again for leaving.

Zeebu aims, pulls back the mechanism... And shoots again with his crossbow.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (12) + 6 + 1 = 19
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

Zeebu insists in his target, but this time he uses the best of his grit to try to make his attack more dangerous.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 6 + 1 = 13 Using 1 grit to make it against touch.
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Zeebu insists at the priest he hit before.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 6 + 1 = 12
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

This time is different than the last; his shot is back to missing as per usual.

I should go back to try using Grit to go against his touch :P

In a shocking turn of events, the cecaelia tries to attack the enemy with his crossbow!

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Confirm?: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 6 + 1 = 27
Extra: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (7) + 1 = 8

Hot damn I just rolled two 20s in a character that barely does any damage. Lol!

Hi team! I will be travelling for the upcoming days for work (yes, irk! In Covid times!) and should be back by Friday. I'll try to keep an eye here and update as possible, but don't let me hold the action if I slow down a little bit. Cheers!

Zeebu insists with his crossbow.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 6 + 1 = 11
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 1 = 4

Zeebu tries to shoot again - and again his shot goes wide.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 6 + 1 = 9
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (5) + 1 = 6

I hope I get more useful next level! :( lol

Zeebu moves and shoots at the pirate by Shad.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 1 = 8
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

But he absolutely misses.

Hey guys! Got a bit of a rough couple days at work. Sorry for the lack of posting - it'll normalize by Monday. @GM, please feel free to bot me until then. Thanks guys and I'll be back soon :)

Zeebu shoots again at the officer (red), trying to help get rid of him.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12 Please add +1/+1 if within PBS
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

He uses one of his grit points, if within range, to attack against touch.

Zeebu moves and, as he finishes, shoots into the hold against the closest enemy he spots.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17 Please add +1/+1 if within PBS
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 1

Just a kind reminder that while Zeebu prefers shooting with his crossbow, he does have two 10-foot tentacles, if anyone tries to approach him.

GM: How far am I from the others now? I'm a little lost on the map. I want to move to be on he way of anyone trying to flee.

Feeling things calmed on the upper deck, Zeebu starts moving towards the others downstairs.

Zeebu literally stays in place, moving his weapon around together with his eyes.

My apologies - I thought I had posted his action already. I don't think there are any enemies on his line of sight at the moment, so he's now HOLDING.

Zeebu keeps shooting at the closest enemy (or, if any enemy is disengaged in melee, at such) as if there was no tomorrow, hoping the combat is closer to a resolution.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14 Please add +1/+1 if within PBS
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (14) + 6 = 20 Please add +1/+1 if within PBS
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

For both rounds 12 and 13

Zeebu steps ahead and then keeps aiming at the same target (Dark Blue) and shoots another bolt from his crossbow.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (10) + 6 + 1 = 17 PBS - now within 30 feet
Damage: 1d8 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 1 = 5

Zeebu curses a little when he misses the shot, and pulls the lever for a new attempt. The tentacles underneath him seem to lift the arms a tiny bit as to help aim.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

From what I see on the map, targeting dark blue

The cecaelia does a quick side step, pulling the bow to his hands as he quick reloads and shoots once again against the closest enemy.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 4

Zeebu insists, shooting the closest enemy he can see with his crossbow.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (12) + 6 = 18
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Zeebu breathes deeply, and as he lets the air out - he lets another bolt fly.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 2

In a shocking turn of events, Zeebu - yet again - shoots his crossbow.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 3

Level 1... Cut me some slack :) It's truly the best he can do!

Zeebu presses the attack, doing his best with his weapon of choice.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (13) + 6 = 19
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Keeping himself from afar, the cecaelia shoots another of his crossbow bolts. While he reckons they're not doing much difference on the overall picture, yet he enjoys the privileged position to understand the battlefield, plan and better understand the individual abilities of his companions.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 7

Zeebu recharges and shoots his crossbow again, but the bolt goes wide.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (3) + 6 = 9
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 6

Zeebu positions himself towards the center of the boat and shoots his crossbow against the closest enemy, immediately reloading it after the shot.

Attack: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (7) + 6 = 13
Damage: 1d8 ⇒ 5

Much more comfortable swimming than onboard a moving vessel, the guide and engineer crossed his arms and waited silently and patiently. As the ship finally approached its target, he pulled his crossbow and got ready. We need to equip some siege weaponry at these vessels. Something to consider once we get some weeks to breath., he thought to himself, looking around.

Zeebu waits for the prince to finish his speech, silently. When he finishes, finally, the young bolt ace raises his glass to drink.

Always, Your Highness. The cecaelia from the depths are with you, in what for sure will be a long and fruitful alliance! - he says, making sure to try to establish an alliance-like feeling from the beginning.

Gillmen and cecaelia not always looked eye-to-eye, but the current wars forged a new reality in the seas. The proud nobleborn wanted to straighten even more the links, hopeful that someday favors would be returned.

On one of the dark corners of the bar, another creature could be seen. Looking perfectly like a young almost elvish-looking humanoid on his upper part, he didn't seem at all uncomfortable at that place - at least, not from the weirdness standpoint.

Being a cecaelia - a hybrid of human and octopus - Zeebu's body ended in several different tentacles, each moving as of it had its own mind. He wasn't muscular at all - actually, quite lean - but the tentacles pushed his height way beyond six feet.

Yet, he wasn't really attractive or intimidating. Rather, he gave an overall feeling of being someone shy and reserved. Dressed as some sort of sea ranger, he loomed as he had wisdom beyond his age, and blinked slowly as if constantly concentrating.

Different than his colleagues, he chose to keep his silence for now. His eyes were circling curiously around the room, analyzing the group as if constantly fearful for his skin, yet somewhat behaving in a proudful manner as if highly educated.

@Zeebu- for reference, there is a 10 year gap in the history from when Prince Cadmael flees to now when he starts gathering forces, so you can either be 17/18 and the same age as him, or adjust your age if you want to be older than him

I adjusted Zeebu to 19. He's still young, but now just slightly older than the Prince. They're practically beer buddies of the same age. "Zeta Zeta Phi Phi" for the win!

Thanks for the invite, GM! Very happy to be here with you guys. Curiously waiting for the groups.

@GM: Please feel free to review Zeebu's profile and let me know if there are any pending questions or things you'd like me to change.

Thanks for running it, GM!

Good luck everybody.

I really like some of the crazy concepts here. They also give me inspiration for other games as well :) Hope you guys don't mind me adapting some of your awesome ideas (including some of yours, GM).

Hey GM! Archlich here. Here's Zeebu's profile - he's the Cecaelia Bolt Ace I mentioned before. I'm still working more on his background and whatnot, but you can have already an overall idea of what I'm going for. Thanks for running this!

Hi Zero, here's my submission to the game, as we discussed - the winter witch kobold :)

Hi,

I'm posting this on all my PbPs, as player or GM - I had a family emergency last Monday, due to an accident, and had not been able to post or even communicate of my absence. In parallel, as a consequence of the situation not improving, my undivided attention on such matter will be required on the months to follow and, therefore, I'm stepping out of most of my activity online. I apologize for the inconveniences it might cause and I wish you all the best, and fun on your games. Thanks all for the understanding and for the opportunity to play with you.

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Zeebu doesn't threat - he actually tries to bite the goblin's foot off.

Hungry, feral and not bright at all :)

Just the feet, just the feet! - Zeebu advances towards the necromancer ready to bite one of his foot off. The teeth of the feral gnasher are sharp even for a goblin.

Zeebu doesn't say any particular threats or anything, like his companions. Instead, the goblin barbarian just kept googling the prisoner, thinking about what was being said... Feed to the badger? But Zeebu hungry too. Fried necromancer might taste like burnt roaches. Hmmm! - and drooling.

Unless I'm not understanding the map, I think my token didn't move at all... Zeebu has 30 feet of movement and double moved towards the robed goblin last round.

Zeebu runs through his hurt companions, recovering from the shock, towards the enemy who attacked them.

With the enemies down, Zeebu double moves towards the other enemy they spotted before.

As excited as he was about the fire, Zeebu decided to wait for Miagnik before keeping his offense.

Zeebu grinds his teeth, then attacks the Wight which came for him. He rages and seems crazied!

Bite: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (9) + 10 = 19
Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Grab: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (5) + 14 = 19 If bite succeeds, tries to grab
Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10 If grabs, raging as if maintaining

Claw 1: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (11) + 10 = 21
Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8

Claw 2: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (3) + 10 = 13
Damage: 1d4 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10

As he bites the undead, he tries to keep a quick hold of it to harm; he swings at it a couple more times with his claws, then he lets go of the wight, releasing the grapple, and does a five-foot-step diagonally away from the monster.

Initiative: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11

Zeebu heard Hallister with attention, and instinctively started looking around to recognize the terrain.

Although not called, Zeebu approaches Hallister to move close to him towards the big door.

Zeebu became a little concerned when the talk about undead started, and seemed to conveniently move to hide behind Hallister's legs.