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I withdraw from this game. I don't have the patience to deal with this method of hit-or-miss tomfoolery. I also will be removing the gloves from my sheet, as since I am not participating, I did not earn them. I will not be posting again here.

Midafternoon yesterday, we were promised an updated map for the combat. This has not been forthcoming. I have not acted because I am incapable of following the combat without some knowledge of the combat state, status of monsters, success or failure of attacks. I will not be posting until...

Rilissa's attention, as usual, isn't where it needs to be initially.

Without some kind of provocation, I'm going to be relatively quiet. I've rarely been a proactive person in conversations/discussions/games. I'm very reactive. Outside of a combat situation, don't wait for me to say something to continue the storyline. I'm home quite often, and have plenty of...

Rilissa has a look around the library after food is served. Several items catch her eye, keeping her occupied in her indecisiveness. Finally, she settles on a pair of gloves with arcane lacing describing power and protection. Finely crafted black gloves, with silver filigree, and combat...

Rilissa shrugs off the checkup as she manages her way back onto the ship. She starts looking around for things that need doing, though her notorious inability to see the obvious perks it's head up again. She stands around the top deck with a slightly confused face until either it appears calm...

I completely missed the man overboard bit. Revising action above.

"On my way!" says Rilissa as she runs up to the top deck. She looks around for signs of the overboard member, and notices a couple of the deckhands looking over the side of the ship. Running to the edge, she dives overboard to swim after the downed sailor.

Seeing the barbarian approach carrying the chessboard, Rilissa tilts her head in amusement. "No doll, it's a strategy game." Gently taking the chessboard, Rilissa sets it on a nearby table. She retrieves the rest of the parts, and sets up the board. She spends the next couple hours...

Rilissa chuckles as the smooth operator helps her buckle on and strap in to her armor. "Much appreciated love."

Rilissa trails slightly behind the rest of the crew, having had to rush and get her gear from upstairs at the tavern. She gets to the group at a slight jog, carrying an adventurers kit, her armor, her sword and her cloak. Slowing to a walk, she finds the gentleman with the waivers, and signs...

Rilissa simply follows the crew out. Musing under her breath, she says "If this keeps up, we'll have to form a company name. Hmm, Rilissa's Regulars? Shakar's Soldiers? Dina's Dynasty? The Pack? Hmm.. so many ideas..."

Rilissa comes strolling back down from changing, and sees the clamor near the seeker of adventurers. "Friends! What is going on? More good fun?" She takes a few minutes to peruse the signup. "Well, looks like you may be full and I may be late. If there be room, I would like to join you."

That is correct. When our adventure started, I put us all on the approval page so we could get fixed. Dina never got fixed.

Rilissa is also in need of dual reviews. I might be interested in the adventure, should there be room or a hook to bring me in. Rilissa pushes open the doors to the tavern, coming in with a grand smile on her face. "That was an amazing fight! That barge needs to have open invitationals more...

Longsword of Defense +1 (lvl 4, various sources) and Cloak of Resistance +1 (lvl 2, various sources)

"I'll keep my choice, thank you." And with that, Rilissa strides forward to claim what is hers.

Looking carefully over the chests, she declares loudly "We won the hearts of the spectators, we bested all three of the challenges before us, and all five of us lived. The choice was already made. One, Three and Five!"

I see your logic and counter you with physics. The place where I climbed up on the debris was on the platform as well as in the water. So... i still think I climbed up, lol. Your decision?

Rilissa hightails it across the platform, towards what she considers the only safety net around, should she fail. Trusting in her luck, she takes a flying jump over the water, landing in the first row of spectators in the arena. I misread the athletics check then. If 18 clears 3 squares, and...