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"Right!" says Papolstaanas. "I mean, you have no idea what some people ask us to do. There was this fellow not too long ago who wanted us to help his cows, and he seemed like a nice enough chap actually, but then it turned out that, that the entire thing was a horrible trap, and he didn't care...

The spirit flies rapidly through the air in pursuit of the fleeing goblin rider. It passes through the bodies of Tyris and Spider along the way, its brief presence filling them with energy. One of its tendrils reaches out toward the goblin, who goes rigid and falls off his mount, senseless...

Papolstaanas enters the back room and immediately begins coughing as the smell of the eladrin's "herbal refreshment" reaches his nostrils. "I'm Papolstaanas," he says, between coughs. "I'm--here for the job. But I'm not sure what it's about. Why, um, why all the secrecy? I hope this isn't...

"Lets see what this is about," Papolstaanas agrees, and leaves the tavern common room to meet with the mysterious eladrin.

But you can't do it under Mal's rules, where initiative-swapping is meaningless, and has been replaced by a rule that says that an EONT effect affects you for your next turn, whenever that might happen to be.

So long as you don't mind being with a bunch of level 6-7s. At least you're an avenger, so you'll probably be able to hit stuff anyway :)

The normal process is what you're doing, i.e. posting about it until someone responds. I'm sure someone will eventually.

Papolstaanas puts down his cup with a clunk. Now refreshed, he is apparently ready to begin chattering again. "So what's this job all about?" he asks Gil. "Is it something to do with that odd fellow who was watching you--the one with the pipe? Because he seemed rather--not that I'm complaining...

Pezock stands warily, his whole attention fixed on the red-haired man’s movements. THRUNEFANG CAMP: ROUND 6 Despite the severity of their wounds and the numbers they have already lost, the cannibals continue to fight, apparently expecting no quarter. The two inside the building come to the...

Under Mal's rules, an effect that lasts until the end of (initiator's) next turn affects its target for the target's next turn, no matter where that turn occurs in relation to the initiator (see the example in the opening post, which is specifically designed to illustrate this). Spider would...

Scarmiglione takes a deep breath. "Wish me luck," he murmurs to Damen, before running out into the middle of the room again. A high-pitched, glass-shattering SHRIEK accompanies a flurry of movement so fast that the kenku vanishes entirely, appearing only as streaking light. Unfortunately, it...

You can't--Klorak shifted there as part of his interrupt.

"Well, as long as Kaeysari can come too," says Papolstaanas. "Because, she actually knows what she's doing. More than I do, anyway. Not that I--well, I'm sure you know what you're doing." Papolstaanas picks up his drink and takes a big long slurp so as to have an excuse to not say anything for a...

Actually, head not on straight. Castile moved before attacking, and got dazed in response to the move. That prevents her Crushing Surge from happening, so Klorak has a bit more life in him than I thought. Castile gets to finish her move, though.

Papolstaanas looks around. "Me?" he asks. "Um, are you sure you aren't looking for someone else?"

The red-haired berserker now bleeds from so many wounds that it is a wonder that he is still standing, but he steps nimbly to the side and brings his club straight down on Castile's head. Trying to generate a new map. Dekana: you can't go to M20, because Klorak is going to shift there as part...

Sure! Klorak's dumb enough to take that gamble! Klorak cleaver vs AC (+CA), Taka (+4 def); damage 3(1d20) +10 +2 = 15; 8(2d6) +5 = 13 misses. I think that means Castile gets two attacks on him, one for violating her mark and one for Brash Assault. Fun times.

"Trees? Oh! Yes. Talking trees. But then, I suppose--" Papolstaanas glances at Ironheart "--discussing talking trees might be sort of rude. Like talking about someone as though he's not even there, when there's a talking tree right here in the room." Papolstaanas bursts into laughter. "How odd...