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So, just out of curiosity, how many active Wayang characters are there? EDIT: Ack, meant to post this in general discussion! How do I delete posts?

He realized that the dagger was a mistake, in hindsight. He quickly surveyed his foe. The lizardman's strikes were slow and clumsy, and he didn't seem to take notice of his surroundings, often leaving himself exposed. Samad moved with an almost unearthly grace to a better position; He made sure...

The torch fell from his hand, his blade traded so, and with nothing more than a flick of his wrist, the warrior produced a dagger, flinging it at his foe. Yeah, I really didn't want to be the first one to go, Ah well. Free action to drop the torch, I don't know what it would be to juggle your...

And they leapt into the flame. A battle this would be, and it would not be easy. He calmed himself, emptied his mind, and focused himself. He was a dervish, aligned with the universe and the gods above, and no one would stand against his blade. He centered himself, and began his dance of death...

While Invisible Castle is down, I was wondering if it might suffice temporarily to use Giantitp's dice roller function. I mean, they do have a board dedicated to dice rolls, and I know Systole has an account there.

Edited my previous post. We're going through the NE door, since we all seem to be gathered there anyway. Also, what happened to Spicy? I think we were all waiting on him to reply, but he never did.

"There were more beds than guards here," Samad began, "There may be more of them. If we leave without first looking, they could follow and trap us between what ever may be above us." He gestured to the ceiling, before gesturing to the door behind Paskell, "Though, as I said before, we should...

Samad glanced around curiously. Why were there more beds than there were guards? Were there more throughout the tower, or were they all that were left? "We should continue, Mallack is expecting us, and we still have not found the man Baggio..." He picked up his torch, though the flame was...

Samad took the wand and examined it. "I know only a small amount about wands. In the south, they were usually made of bone, but I think they worked the same. They're used as channels to strengthen the divine energies in certain ways, so that the channeler need not tire himself." He focused and...

And like that, it was over. Though they had waited close to a minute, it had be resolved in a few seconds. The world worked in strange ways, but as long as they succeeded, he wouldn't question it. He started to move towards the others, but noticed that he was wounded again. He shook off before...

Ah, sorry, Yeah, I'll do that now.

He should've expected that. He grit his teeth through the pain, and focused himself. He had passed one, and there was another in front of him, on the other side of a pile of beds. He trusted his allies could take care of the former, leaving him with the latter. Without thinking, he dropped his...

"Very well," he whispered. He nodded to the others, slammed open the door, and dove in. I don't really know what it looks like on the other side, but I'll try to have Samad tumble past into a flanking position. Should I go ahead and roll that now? Acrobatics: 1d20+7=16 Samad Salil AC: 17 (14...

Samad braced his weapon, and silently gestured to the crow. Taking position by the door, he nodded to the others, before grasping the handle. He called out, "You are trespassing on private property. We are giving you a warning. If you are armed, disarm and come out slowly, and we will not hurt...

If we swap, Samad can probably tumble through the enemies' squares to flank them. Paskell has a higher AC and an equivalent Acrobatics score to Samad, so he could as well.

"Paskell, what do you see?" Samad quietly called as he ascended. The Tengu's sudden quiet was unnerving, and he didn't want to break it. He was grateful that the swordsman had taken the initiative, as he himself wasn't too fond of climbing. Then again, he wasn't fond of closed spaces, either. Or...

"There's nothing here," Samad proclaimed, which filled him with relief. The warrior didn't think he could handle another fight just yet. He entered the room and glanced around, before continuing, "But I think that there was before us." He gestured to the bootprint, "Do you think that belonged to...

"I thank you for your concern," he stated to the group as a whole. He picked up his blade and wiped it clean, "But, we must continue." He flanked the door opposite Dane, and peered into the widening crack, holding his torch close. Moves to the SW door. Perception check to hear/see anything...

Samad recoiled from the blow, stance slipping, sight slurring. Their voices grew dim and distant, but he saw the beast collapse from their efforts. He realized he was having difficulty breathing, perhaps the thing had broken his ribs as well as knock his breath away. The nomad staggered forward...

They didn't need to say it again. He avoided a close swipe from the creature, who flicked spittle as it screamed, and took a chance. He raked his blade across the beast, finding flesh. Keeping on his toes, he spun and leapt around the confused roach, alighting on a pile of rubble. Will Save...