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No worry, no hurry. :)

Ogham nods to Corrin as the halfling leaves, and then follows his companions. Mentally, he makes a note to check the missing persons list from the Watch later.

Maladiel smiles his usual radiant smile, and he takes a very small bow. "And I," he says after his companions have introduced themselves, "am Maladiel. Like my companion here noted, we have come to view your collection of animals. Are they all as magnificent as this wonderful horse?" He moves...

Following up on his own advice, Mortimer starts rummaging through his pack and rapidly produces five torches as well as flint and steel. Not the best at this skill, the former barrister nevertheless starts lighting one torch, hoping to use it to light the others and hand them out to his...

Whatever Hiromi was doing, Mortimer didn't stop bleeding. His clothes were becoming increasingly drenched in blood, until Pak used magic to heal his wounds. Opening his eyes in shock, Mortimer gasps. Understanding dawns as he sees Hiromi and Pak standing over him, and finding his composure, the...

extra flat check: 1D20 = [12] = 12 :( Edit: Thanks! :)

Caerth looks Galzadar in the eyes. His stare is powerful, and the half-orc knows it. "We all make mistakes, friend. I know I did. It is not easy to let go, or for others to let you forget, but you will have to forgive yourself first." Adding a post to the Aid Another check rolled by...

"What is it," Tuck whispers, moving next to Custodio to study the note. The kobold hopes it's not a ransom note or something similar. "We should check if the place is secure before the others arrive," he adds, looking about uneasily. He doesn't want to be caught by an ambush, and his kobold...

Ogham shrugs. The halfling didn't seem like much of a threat to all of them. "Walk?" he asks Corrin if he can move without assistance, lowering his mace.

Maladiel enjoys his bath immensely; despite the privileges Clan Boromir offers back in Sharn, the half-elf never forgot being the favored boy of Dame Yamyra, when his every whim was taken care of. His stay here got really close to that complete indulgence, and Mal takes his time washing...

Mortimer lies bleeding, tended by Hiromi. There is a lot of blood running from the man's chest, already ruining his outfit. Sorry for my absence; busy week. Flat check: 1D20 = [11] = 11 Does what Hiromi do help in that check?

Work is quite busy, so I'm not sure when I'll be able to post in the IC. Might not be until next week. If needed, feel free to NPC my character in the meantime. (Sharing this to several games, so perhaps you'll see me posting quickly after this, or perhaps somewhere else and not here.)

Work is quite busy, so I'm not sure when I'll be able to post in the IC. Might not be until next week. If needed, feel free to NPC my character in the meantime. (Sharing this to several games, so perhaps you'll see me posting quickly after this, or perhaps somewhere else and not here.)

Work is quite busy, so I'm not sure when I'll be able to post in the IC. Might not be until next week. If needed, feel free to NPC my character in the meantime. (Sharing this to several games, so perhaps you'll see me posting quickly after this, or perhaps somewhere else and not here.)

Work is quite busy, so I'm not sure when I'll be able to post in the IC. Might not be until next week. If needed, feel free to NPC my character in the meantime. (Sharing this to several games, so perhaps you'll see me posting quickly after this, or perhaps somewhere else and not here.)

Quickly surveying the scene, Bimpnott frowns and reaches inside his ancestral magic. He promptly vanishes into thin air. Suddenly appearing next to Gertrude a few seconds later, the firbolg grabs at the monstrous woman with a big hand, hoping to replicate the technique he used so effectively...

Cool!

Usually family doesn't impact my PCs much. But I've played a drow rogue in a homebrew world with a twin sister who was a priestess of Eilistraee, and after being imprisoned in a magic lamp for a while (time was extremely slow within), he set out to find his possibly-still-alive sibling who was...

Without getting caught up in percentages that were meant to be only metaphoric, I am interested in this concept. Since D&D (and every RPG) is basically a group activity, there's something to be said for letting the players be more active in the whole thing. Sure, there's a risk of the story...

Good to hear. I've been busy too, but nothing serious; just more work than usual and more to do at home. (I'll admit I usually post when at work, but lately I've been more busy. I can post at home, usually on my phone, but that's a lot more hussle.)