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“Careful with that manhole cover,” Rahvin says, studying the metallic lid closely. “Thaddeus may have conjured some sort of eldritch trap on it, to keep us from pursuing.” With a practiced eye, the former spy looks around for signs of any inscribed runes, or out of place materials lying around...

"Very well, then," Elan Xandar Renn said, drawing up the hood of his brown robe. "Let us go meet these monks."

HEH! The thing is, I came up with that waaaayyy back when there were no sorcerers ;) In first edition, 9th level magic users were called sorcerers... I've always liked the term 'sorcery' over 'magic' or 'wizardry', hence, the choice of words. That no longer applies, as you have pointed out...

Oh, nice! Glad you like it :) and pleased to have added a little grain of sand to an awesome setting.... I came up with that a looong time ago... I used to say the Least, Lesser, Greater Keys of Sorcery (for the mage spells). 'Mysteries' seemed appropiate for clerical magic. Hope the...

Rahvin considers the question. They had seen the terrorist cast the spell that let him walk on air. Although the former spy had no formal magickal training, he knew some of the basic principles of theurgy and thaumaturgy. In this case, however, he had no knowledge of that particular spell, or of...

Rahvin’s head clears quickly. The rats’ infernal noise has thankfully stopped. The wave of momentary nausea induced by the vermin passes swiftly, and the weakness resulting from blood loss is greatly alleviated by Andrew’s healing magicks. Getting his second wind, Rahvin looks around him...

Ralishaz is the god of Chance, Ill Luck, Misfortune, and Insanity. It seemed appropiate ;) If you're nostalgic, go to Wikipedia and search it out. They have entries on a whole lot of DnD deities, including the entire Greyhawk gods, FR, Eberron, etc. P.S. Don't pay too much attention to me...

The maps are working excellently. Have looked at them for every single round. I personally believe D20 MUST be played with a map. Attacks of opportunity, 5-foot steps and all that... For a PBP, it's great to planning your strategy. I think it helps tremendously. Keep it up. BTW this is my...

“Barcarus avail me!” Rahvin cries, swooning from blood loss. His nausea is gone with the swarm, but the rats continue to make their infernal noise. The awful stirge continues to drink his blood. Rahvin tries desperately to smash the creature with his truncheon once again. Rahvin attacks the...

Just wanted to say: Great start to the game, Leif and Scotley. Having tons of fun, even though Rahvin is not doing so well :p The combat is developing quite nicely. Everyone seems to be doing a great job, making interesting posts... keeps me checking the thread over and over again during...

Elan watched the Hiss’agoth struggle in the grasp of the Force. He hoped one of his companions could stop it from taking its own life. Elan had not sufficient skill to both keep the creature suspended in mid-air and to disarm it with the Force at the same time. Such fear and hate, he thought...

Rahvin’s heart is pounding in his chest as panic threatens to engulf him. His nerves are rattled by the rats’ hideous chittering. Sickened by the disgusting vermin crawling all over him and lightheaded from the loss of blood drawn by the stirge, Stormcrow is unable to think clearly. Get it...

OOC: Rahvin’s fort save at -2 penalty = 11 , so I guess he is nauseated. However, the attack of opportunity should go off before the save is needed, therefore attack = 14 . Damage is (1d4 +2=4) BTW in case my original attack against the stirge goes off (I don’t know, but Rahvin may be...

Elan Xandar Renn, hp 64/68, no conditions Elan Xandar Renn felt the waves of fear and hatred emanating from the Pure like a cold current sweeping through the Force. Elan waded unaffected through those currents. Elan was aware of the need to take as many of the Pure alive as possible. Killing...

“Ralishaz’s luck!” Rahvin curses, drawing his truncheon of Barcarus. The hideous stirge crawls up his left arm, seeking a soft spot beneath his russet leather gambeson. Trying to ward off his panic, Rahvin swats at the bat-like thing with shaking hands. OOC: Move action to draw the truncheon...

Elan Xandar Renn, hp 64/68 Elan ignored the scratch at his thigh, his concentration unbroken. At one with the Force, he could sense the actions of his comrades and moved in tune to their actions, smoothly stepping sideways to interpose himself between Serrana Vao and her attackers. Elan's...

Sounds good to me

Elan Xandar Renn male human jedi 6, hp 68/68 Elan drew his lightsaber, igniting it in one swift motion, raising the cobalt blade into a guarding position. Letting go of all emotion, Elan Xandar Renn surrendered himself to the currents of the Force. He harnessed its power, redirecting its flow...

“It seems we have drawn some attention,” Elan muttered to himself under his breath. “Is it the Pure, I wonder? Perhaps this is an opportunity to establish contact, though they must be understandably suspicious of us.” Elan searched his feelings, trusting in the Force to provide guidance to his...

Elan Xandar Renn remainded silent, and looked expectantly at his fellow padawans. As he often did in times of doubt, he remembered the wise words of his old master, Arios Vol: Beware pride, Elan, for it leads to the Dark Side of the Force... No matter what lay ahead, Elan Xandar Renn would...