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<blockquote data-quote="jydog1" data-source="post: 5517073" data-attributes="member: 48156"><p><strong>Session #29 - March 28th 2011 - 160 points? Really?</strong></p><p></p><p>notes: Nothing better than a well-constructed character, as one encounter was made immensely easier but the inquisitor's fine choice in spells (or maybe it's a judgment, not sure) and the second made wildly unpredictable by our chaotic bard and her always interesting Rod of Wonder. If you're willing to accept the negative effects that are bound to turn up, that thing makes one into a fairly powerful mid-range spellcaster with infinite spells. yeesh.</p><p></p><p>The title will be explained in the post. When we buff up, we're pretty tough, it seems. Dinner was venison chili and three different kinds of cornbread. </p><p></p><p>From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen:</p><p></p><p>I spared an extra kick for Tanzekiel's mangled corpse. "Little jerk. How dare you ruin our friends' wedding? You think we saved a guy from being a ghoul just so you could have him get stung to death?" I shouldered his - correction, my - magic haversack and winked. "Thanks for the loot, though. I'll figure out what it is later."</p><p></p><p>I joined the others at the gap in the wall and, drawing wardstones from Tofa's bag and Trixie's haversack, we began to fix the hole. We were on edge for reprisal but nothing appeared. Still, we'd seen pixies when I first dropped my lightning ball and there was no sign of them now, so it's likely our position was compromised.</p><p></p><p>After a brief discussion we headed out inside the wall toward the other break in the warding wall. Rob Anyone and the rest of the Mac Bac Feagals managed to break off from their worship of Trixie long enough to head out on a scouting foray. After a few miles we spotted motion from something small up ahead, but before we could get a good look the things simply blurred out of sight. Later, when they were dead I recognized them as quicklings, nasty little things that can move so fast they effectively become invisible. The love to zip by and slice at you before zooming out of range again, all unseen, but they hadn't counted on Londis. The inquisitor had been the first to see them and when they vanished he casta a spell that rendered them visible when they got reasonably close to us.</p><p></p><p>This changed things, of course. Oh, they were still frighteningly fast and cut Firendrin up some, but it's certainly easier to hit something you can see as opposed to can't see, and soon one was pretty much a smear on the path. Another thing about quicklings is that, well, they're not too bright, and I guess they didn't know how to adjust their tactics to deal with us. As a result I was able to bury a bolt right between the eyes on of one of them. I'd like to say this means I have some great natural ability to kill on my first attempted shot, but the truth is I was still aiming when I underestimated how little pressure the trigger required.</p><p></p><p>I mean, it worked out well, and the others were impressed, so I didn't feel the need to share that with them, you know?</p><p></p><p>Rob Anyone came back with a report on the next gap - well guarded. In addition to a massive troll there were a pair of ibixians, a couple of fae elf armed with bows, and several spriggan. Firendrin didn't have another <em>Dimension Door</em> for the day - how these casters can have to choose their spells in the morning and have no versatility without losing their minds is beyond me - but, when prompted, mentioned that he did have his minor illusion spell. I made a suggestion that was improved on by Calafas, and the defenders of the gap were looking at what they thought was the road when suddenly we burst through the glamour. </p><p></p><p>Trixie is terrified by huge things. As soon as she saw the troll she cranked out the Rod of Wonder, and suddenly the troll and several of his allies were covered by a <em>Stinking Cloud</em>. Something that was not a troll started retching noisily. The battle raged around the edges of the smoke, although I threw probably the lamest little lightning ball I've ever conjured into it (OOC: 7d6 fireball and I roll 17 points of damage. Blerg). One of the archers hit Trixie a few times as she lobbed a pair of wardstones at the troll - they exploded to wreaths of flame as they hit and set the thing to howling. Tofa hopped the wall and charged the troll, screaming her head off as usual and with my <em>Haste</em> spell and several other aids on her absolutely devastated the evil thing (OOC: 70 points of damage in a single round without a crit. Barbarians like Haste, it seems). Trixie took another arrow and didn't look good, so i rushed over with a potion to save her.</p><p></p><p>That is, I tried to rush over, but a spriggan cast <em>Entangle</em> and my advance was pretty much stopped dead. Trixie shot me a glare as she healed herself, and by then the battle was pretty much over as Londis reduced a foe to paste (OOC: 90 points of damage in a single round, aided by a crit. Still, crit or not, 90 points. Jeez). </p><p></p><p>After healing up we fixed the wall, completing half our mission. We headed into the woods, letting the Mac Nac Feagles find us a good camping spot. I took the first watch with Trixie (and the besotted Feagles). Nothing occurred, and we nodded to Calafas and Londis I turned to Trixie.</p><p></p><p>"Before I go to sleep, do you want me to get rid of the blue?"</p><p></p><p>Her reaction was not what I'd expected. Hands on hips, she scowled at me and said, "What, am I not pretty because I'm blue?"</p><p></p><p>I gulped some air. "No, you're fine, I'm just asking if you want to -"</p><p></p><p>"I think I look great in blue. Why don't you think so?"</p><p></p><p>"I don't think you're . . uhm . . .I'm just offering -"</p><p></p><p>"I can't believe you, Grezz," she said before storming off, leaving me scratching my head. Behind me I heard Calafas chuckle and say in humor-tinted Elven, "Fool."</p><p></p><p>I don't understand most things women do or say, but Trixie, I don't understand that one at all. </p><p></p><p>------</p><p></p><p>Waking up, stretching in the morning, we heard movement in the surrounding brush before words rang out. Given the expressions of my friends none of them spoke draconic, but I knew what was being said: "Well, well, so these are the flies that have been bothering Queen Rhoswyn . . . "</p><p></p><p>Looks like I'll be the negotiator, assuming it doesn't just try to eat us all right away. A dragon. Swell.</p></blockquote><p></p>
[QUOTE="jydog1, post: 5517073, member: 48156"] [b]Session #29 - March 28th 2011 - 160 points? Really?[/b] notes: Nothing better than a well-constructed character, as one encounter was made immensely easier but the inquisitor's fine choice in spells (or maybe it's a judgment, not sure) and the second made wildly unpredictable by our chaotic bard and her always interesting Rod of Wonder. If you're willing to accept the negative effects that are bound to turn up, that thing makes one into a fairly powerful mid-range spellcaster with infinite spells. yeesh. The title will be explained in the post. When we buff up, we're pretty tough, it seems. Dinner was venison chili and three different kinds of cornbread. From the journal of Grezzalik M'rethen: I spared an extra kick for Tanzekiel's mangled corpse. "Little jerk. How dare you ruin our friends' wedding? You think we saved a guy from being a ghoul just so you could have him get stung to death?" I shouldered his - correction, my - magic haversack and winked. "Thanks for the loot, though. I'll figure out what it is later." I joined the others at the gap in the wall and, drawing wardstones from Tofa's bag and Trixie's haversack, we began to fix the hole. We were on edge for reprisal but nothing appeared. Still, we'd seen pixies when I first dropped my lightning ball and there was no sign of them now, so it's likely our position was compromised. After a brief discussion we headed out inside the wall toward the other break in the warding wall. Rob Anyone and the rest of the Mac Bac Feagals managed to break off from their worship of Trixie long enough to head out on a scouting foray. After a few miles we spotted motion from something small up ahead, but before we could get a good look the things simply blurred out of sight. Later, when they were dead I recognized them as quicklings, nasty little things that can move so fast they effectively become invisible. The love to zip by and slice at you before zooming out of range again, all unseen, but they hadn't counted on Londis. The inquisitor had been the first to see them and when they vanished he casta a spell that rendered them visible when they got reasonably close to us. This changed things, of course. Oh, they were still frighteningly fast and cut Firendrin up some, but it's certainly easier to hit something you can see as opposed to can't see, and soon one was pretty much a smear on the path. Another thing about quicklings is that, well, they're not too bright, and I guess they didn't know how to adjust their tactics to deal with us. As a result I was able to bury a bolt right between the eyes on of one of them. I'd like to say this means I have some great natural ability to kill on my first attempted shot, but the truth is I was still aiming when I underestimated how little pressure the trigger required. I mean, it worked out well, and the others were impressed, so I didn't feel the need to share that with them, you know? Rob Anyone came back with a report on the next gap - well guarded. In addition to a massive troll there were a pair of ibixians, a couple of fae elf armed with bows, and several spriggan. Firendrin didn't have another [I]Dimension Door[/I] for the day - how these casters can have to choose their spells in the morning and have no versatility without losing their minds is beyond me - but, when prompted, mentioned that he did have his minor illusion spell. I made a suggestion that was improved on by Calafas, and the defenders of the gap were looking at what they thought was the road when suddenly we burst through the glamour. Trixie is terrified by huge things. As soon as she saw the troll she cranked out the Rod of Wonder, and suddenly the troll and several of his allies were covered by a [I]Stinking Cloud[/I]. Something that was not a troll started retching noisily. The battle raged around the edges of the smoke, although I threw probably the lamest little lightning ball I've ever conjured into it (OOC: 7d6 fireball and I roll 17 points of damage. Blerg). One of the archers hit Trixie a few times as she lobbed a pair of wardstones at the troll - they exploded to wreaths of flame as they hit and set the thing to howling. Tofa hopped the wall and charged the troll, screaming her head off as usual and with my [I]Haste[/I] spell and several other aids on her absolutely devastated the evil thing (OOC: 70 points of damage in a single round without a crit. Barbarians like Haste, it seems). Trixie took another arrow and didn't look good, so i rushed over with a potion to save her. That is, I tried to rush over, but a spriggan cast [I]Entangle[/I] and my advance was pretty much stopped dead. Trixie shot me a glare as she healed herself, and by then the battle was pretty much over as Londis reduced a foe to paste (OOC: 90 points of damage in a single round, aided by a crit. Still, crit or not, 90 points. Jeez). After healing up we fixed the wall, completing half our mission. We headed into the woods, letting the Mac Nac Feagles find us a good camping spot. I took the first watch with Trixie (and the besotted Feagles). Nothing occurred, and we nodded to Calafas and Londis I turned to Trixie. "Before I go to sleep, do you want me to get rid of the blue?" Her reaction was not what I'd expected. Hands on hips, she scowled at me and said, "What, am I not pretty because I'm blue?" I gulped some air. "No, you're fine, I'm just asking if you want to -" "I think I look great in blue. Why don't you think so?" "I don't think you're . . uhm . . .I'm just offering -" "I can't believe you, Grezz," she said before storming off, leaving me scratching my head. Behind me I heard Calafas chuckle and say in humor-tinted Elven, "Fool." I don't understand most things women do or say, but Trixie, I don't understand that one at all. ------ Waking up, stretching in the morning, we heard movement in the surrounding brush before words rang out. Given the expressions of my friends none of them spoke draconic, but I knew what was being said: "Well, well, so these are the flies that have been bothering Queen Rhoswyn . . . " Looks like I'll be the negotiator, assuming it doesn't just try to eat us all right away. A dragon. Swell. [/QUOTE]
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