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Colgrave follows suit, cursing as he hurriedly scrambles out of the toxic gas. Move to H4

Concentration 1d20+6=12, fail. Balls.

Back up, you're getting a bit ahead of me with all those 'fast forward' type rolls. If the group agrees to split up and hunt out clues or rumours individually, that's fine, but it'll nonetheless take the form of a group skill challenge. Meaning one check each per round of the challenge...

Kasha stares daggers at the ghoul that clawed her before slipping from her clutches once more, but rather than going chasing off after it she decides to let it scamper about, if that's what it wants to do, while she focuses her efforts on the other remaining foe. Circling back around the table...

Alexia's enquiries soon turn up a coachdriver at the local inn, who for a little extra coin will set off within the hour and drive through the night. Happily there is no sign of pursuit, and the nighttime journey is an uneventful one - the worst misfortune they meet is that it starts raining...

"We came for bats, not... what are you supposed to be, anyway? Pigeons?" Heather mocks snidely. "Off with you, we have no time to indulge your squawking." With that she begins chanting something in the Aklo tongue. The cadence sounds rather poetic - something like a lullaby. Her hands are...

If speed is the only concern then you would be able to hire horses, and if necessary, change them at coaching inns along the way. This would be the fastest option, but compared to getting a coach, it's more conspicuous, more expensive, and doesn't enable you to get any rest while moving. Let me...

"I am not here to make friends. I am here to do my duty to Gate Pass," Arshen growls, though he does seem a little mollified by Torrent's reasoning. He only rolls his eyes at all the flowery talk of songs; the only information that seems relevant to him is that it is, it seems, these people...

For the record, you would be able to as long as there weren't too many other passengers. The mail coaches have room for eight passengers, and Orsik could probably sit up front with the driver if he (or somebody with a +13 untrained diplomacy check) asked nicely.

The stranger watches the group leave with some evident surprise at their delay, but makes no move to follow them. They assemble on the platform and form a quick ambush party, but nobody else exits in the last few moments before the doors are closed and the train pulls away with a crackle of...

Arshen seems tense and on edge, glaring around with barely-restrained hostility at any seela who catches his eye. "'Somewhere to stay?'" he hisses to his companions as they head towards Papuvin's cave, keeping his voice low despite its urgency. "We certainly do not need somewhere to stay. Tell...

The rest of the evening passes uneventfully. Grys, Alexia and kal'Tarron return to their seats after coffee, and eventually retire to bunks in the sleeper car, whilst Orsik and Muzdum snatch what scraps of rest they can between the constant noise and vibration, the absence of anywhere to relax...

"Well, it's no notebook, but it is marked by the appropriate symbol. I say we take these blueprints - our employer might be interested in them, and if not, no harm done. But as for the notebook..." he looks around with perplexity. "I'm seeing no sign of anywhere it could be kept, or any...

Spurred on by Andras's lead, Kasha explodes in a sudden burst of power, racing after the red ribbon. She arrives a split second after the arrow with a mighty upswing that almost splits the ghoul in two as she sails over its head with a tight forward flip and lands softly on its far side...

With her kobold flanking buddy too dizzy to grant her any advantage, Kasha is thrown back upon less subtle modes of attack. She levels a brutish swipe at the ghoul eyeballing her, but fails to connect. Cursing, she dives into a quick roll that gets her out of its reach for the timebeing. As she...

Kasha takes a running jump up onto the table, scattering silverware and rotted viands in every direction as she bounds across the dinner setting and launches herself into a leaping attack on the ghoulish hostess. Unfortunately she hadn't reckoned on the stench being quite so awful; gagging, she...

The coach departs in good time, and is soon leaving the soaring towers of Sharn behind to race across the Brelish countryside. For those of you who have not taken such a journey before (and who are not shut up in the steerage car with no view), the experience is an excitingly novel one, offering...

Halcyon stays doggedly on the boss's heels as he tries to get distance. "You are no warrior," he intones, launching a powerful swipe of his sword that the hobgoblin barely manages to deflect. "You are a petty thug, and your defeat is certain. Savour each breath; these are the final moments of...

You get the impression that the man is not terribly experienced or confident with this tailing business - beyond that, it's hard to say. Proper update coming later today, but don't miss my earlier post at the bottom of the last page.

Prices of refreshments are all included in the ticket price - you gotta be getting something for your 150gp, right? ;) Martha pads off after the suspicious-looking man as Mythra settles into the luxurious comfort of his private cabin with a platter of assorted delicious morsels of hors...