Peladus peruses the scrolls on offer and settles for half a dozen scrolls and a wand of magic missile. He smiles, shakes Jon by the hand, and heads back to the Red Dragon for a well deserved rest.
Wand of Magic Missile, CL 1.
Scrolls of Acid Arrow, False Life, Cat's Grace, Eagle's Splendor...
Looking at the cockroach corpses the dwarf says, "Hmm. You mean these aren't the usual sort of vermin you get down here?"
"Tania took on a commission from some stranger to report on the state of the mirror, despite my attempts to dissuade her. Brendarr tags along with her."
"Thing is, I'm...
Gunzuul scowls.
“Where’d I come from? Topside? Why am I here? What’s the matter, are you deaf? I told you, I’m looking for a friend who’s looking for a magic mirror.”
“Look, do you know anything about where I can find this spot, or not?”
He advances, pulling a scrap of parchment out of his...
The party sees a muscular dwarf, dressed in nondescript browns, already filthy from splashing through the sewers. His flyaway hair and beard, a light ginger, hint at a careless nature but the bright, crystal blue eyes which stare confidently at them give the lie to that impression. He’s carrying...
Gunzuul moves in the direction of the fighting. Although he doesn’t know who’s involved – or who won – he doesn’t much care. He needs help in getting to his destination, and he’s not fussy how he gets it. And if anybody wants to dispute his right to travel down here … well, he’s just in the mood...
No, she's died but apart from that I don't have anything in particular in mind.
She 's probably a friend rather than a lover but he might have been developing feelings for her. Not really sure.
Of course, it might be that whoever killed her is still around. He might well have a debt or two to...
Right. Gunzuul Farreach has made an appearance in the Rogues' Gallery.
I took a guess at a couple of items for him. He takes his own beer with him, so I've modified a barrel in the PHB, assumed a capacity of 5 gallons (a sixth keg, as I found out when I googled beer kegs) and a weight 2/3 of a...
Deuce, there was a question back on page one of this thread about psionics. As far as I can see, you didn't answer, so I'll ask it again.
What about psionics? :D
I'm thinking about a multiclass dwarven wizard/fighter but it occurred to me that I could just as easily make him a psion/fighter...
Here are the rolls.
First array: 14, 11, 16, 17,13, 12
Second array: 11, 16, 16, 8, 8, 10
Third array: 7, 14, 12, 15, 17, 10
Perhaps not surprisingly, I'll go with the first array. :D
Peladus smiles slightly at way Jon bustles around. When his turn comes, he says, "Thank you. I would be delighted," then turns to his companions.
"I'll see you back at the Red Dragon."
Then he addresses the old man.
"Thank you for your help, Gillin. We do appreciate it, and I'm sure Arngrim...
Peladus goes up to the sleepy young man and nods to him.
"Are you Jon Kilran? Master Rilithorne's apprentice?"
On receiving confirmation of this he hands over the letter he's been carrying.
Peladus looks up to heaven and sighs. Then he heads after the irate ex-adventurer and says, "Of course you deserve a share of the treasure. How stupid of me! I promise I'll keep up."
It's noticeable, though, that he keeps his distance from the wildly waving Mildred.