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"My footing's just fiiiine," Miryam taunts back in a singsongy manner as she rushes out of the cavern. By Calistria's stinger, she thinks to herself as she approaches, this cursed cleric is expecting us. She thinks about how the situation looked before, and decides the best course of action...

"This water... might have frogs. We should be ready for frogs." Kanli licks his lips as he scans the water around his boat, his hands twitching like spastic spiders in anticipation. Blood appears to drip from his fingers in anticipation. Kanli readies an action to cast Inflict Light Wounds...

This is not good, Holphin thinks. I can't afford to be alone from the others. Holphin heads back out the way he entered and climbs the mound.

Kazanto reads over the parchment fragment and shakes her head. "It is hard to believe that the land-folk care quite so much about the sea..."

(Are we still waiting for Mark Chance?)

Ciaran follows with the group.

"Do you have him?" Miryam asks. "We cannot otherwise wait!" The dancer flips back up the northern hall past Kyra, heading back for the chamber with the Zyphus Stone.

Kazanto has remained content to let others lead the way, being quite unfamiliar with the surroundings.

In Frog Hunt, the PCs ran across a corpse in a bog with a signet ring for House Gabbiano. I ran with that and created Umberto Gabbiano ask the PCs to track down the death of his brother. Yeah, I whacked his brother. Our illustrious GM played in both adventures, and now he's giving us the...

"You know," Kanli observes, "For someone who uses lots of words, those words don't really do anything. That's crazy." Cast Shield.

Gabbiano, awesome! Kazanto looks around, confused. "I still think it is a hermit crab."

Don't worry, as in most things, Kanli quite simply has no clue. As a player, I know it doesn't help, but as a PC, who knows?

Amirad and Stubbs easily dispatch the remaining zombie, who slumps over, destroyed. Lidia's sling stone embeds itself into the shell of the beast. It skitters forward, crawling on centipede legs until its entire length (about 10') comes out of the tube. The creature closes range with...

Kanli reaches around his neck, and pulls off a large garnet amulet. "You just need the blessing of another goddess, and I have one for you. The Blood Goddess would do well to have followers. Renounce your lady, abandon her, and embrace the power of blood!" Suddenly, he seems to forget what...

As the last bird falls from the sky, and as the peasants calm, the light straming from Kazanto's face fades, and she doubles over, catching her breath. She looks at the crossbow and bayonet, separate them, and return them to her shoulder. She looks around, slightly confused, surreptitiously...

Kanli looks around. "Hey, wait a moment, he doesn't exist either. This hasn't happened, either, has it?"

Take it from me, you're doing fine. The pacing has been great. Kazanto slides back with a flick of her tail and pulls forth her crossbow. With a scowl, she shakes her head, pulls out a bayonet, and fastens it to the end of the crossbow. 5' step back, draw crossbow, attach bayonet.

Yeah, I find it fascinating just how much the game has evolved over the decades; even back in 1e we were learning to ignore to-hit adjustments by armor, and opening choices in starting spell books.

Feel free to roll the d20.

Kanli blinks. "Wow, even I don't speak that much. Maybe I should practice more."