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"I do not; that makes it much more... unsettling." Samad was flexing his arm. The woman had clung tighter as the game went on, and it hadn't been long before he had lost all feeling in it. Thankfully, sensation had returned to it, even if it was still sore. K; Religion (1d20+6=8)

Wahyu followed behind the others, cloak wrapped around him. "I will require a private room of my own," he said to the innkeep, face obscured by the shadow of his hood. He drew a gold coin from his robe, and held it out, "This should be adequate, I trust." The wayang then turned to the matter at...

Samad, too, was becoming more irritated by the minute, though he wasn't one to show it. After all, it was his arm currently being held fast, and he wasn't sure he wanted to make the wood-woman angry, lest she tear it off. On the other hand, he was sure that time was quickly running out for them...

The elf, in turn, thought a moment. He looked to the younger woman, who had been flashing him glances. He thought he had a feeling the he knew what she was implying, but he had a duty to uphold, and would not stray from it now. He bowed, yet shook his head, "My companion is right, we are in too...

Wahyu meditated. The candleflame flickered and danced before him, and the shadows danced in turn upon the walls. He had intended to ask how they should manage their journey, but he knew the limits of his abilities, and reasoned that such help should be saved for a more immediate date. He sat a...

"I fail to see what this will accomplish, but, I suppose I have seen stranger things in my life," Samad said with a sigh, reversing his vest. He did not know if that would be enough, so he prayed that Lord Bashu would make up the rest. When they came upon the clearing, the nomad glanced over...

Wahyu stepped in with his group, yet quickly realized that he had no idea what in particular he actually wanted from this place, or at least, what he wanted that he could afford, even with his expanded treasury. He supposed he might as well buy another vial of the antiplague, and so he did, but...

"It is as I thought. I believe that those stepping stones are merely illusions to throw us off. I think we should be fine if we step over them, onto those other stones." At this Samad moved to one of those rocks, before slowly placing his foot upon it, making sure that this was indeed the case...

"I think I suspect what it may be," Samad proclaimed at last. He took a dagger from his belt, and tossed it at one of the stones. Perhaps not as simple a litmus test as reaching out and touching it would be, but the warrior knew better than to interact with strange magicks like that. It's a DC 5...

Samad, however, was not to quick to agree. He scanned the waters, and noticed something... out of place about the stepping stones. Perhaps it was the half-light that made him unsure (though such wouldn't normally mean much to his keen eyes), but he could swear that some of those stones were the...

Samad had made a mental note in the days that followed to purchase some silvered arrows as well. He knew not much about manbeasts, so he followed his allies' examples. A second quiver now hung from his belt next to the other one, as he sat in the forest clearing, waiting for something to happen...

"Other than his great exsanguination, there is nothing much more to tell, other than that perhaps his friend was attacked also, and was unable to make it." ​Wahyu bowed his head.

"I believe it is simply a choice of figurative words, Garadh. I believe she is of meaning to say that this forest god prefers to see quick wits and cleverness over martial strength. Though, I imagine that that would still be of use if we should meet our actual foe," the elf nodded, "I suppose it...

Wahyu shouldered his crossbow and walked back to the others. The smell of blood and rancid decay was strong, but even his large nostrils could seemingly take it. He nodded to Jaycus when he arrived, "I apologize, we did all we could, where we could." He stared over the horizon from where the...

Samad stroked his chin. He knew it wasn't truly any of his concern, but this plight struck a chord with him. He asked, "Tell me please, what should happen if you fail to find the next hunter, or if your chosen should fail? What does this "king" of the wolves gain if he should win?"

Samad had kept out of the way mostly, thanking his hosts whenever he felt it appropriate, and letting those others more versed in these cultures take the lead. Yet as they were looking over the apparent fallen comrade he couldn't get the events of last night out of his head. He came forward...

"And mine, for that matter. As I said, it is probably too late for him," he bowed his head, "The most we can hope for now is that he have a brilliant future in the next life. However, as Dunkel has said, there are still others of these 'stirges' about, perhaps we can help to ensure that others...

The only thing I know of that directly benefits construct creation is the Wizard, which can choose the Golem Builder discovery to get free feats that allow them to build a single type of golem. Coincidentally, you can also choose improved familiar to get a Homunculus or a Clockwork Familiar, but...

"Perhaps too long on the road, if not for the distance, than for the weariness from its tolls." He bowed, "I am Samad Salil, and I am glad to make your acquaintance and grateful to accept your hospitality." In truth, he was ready to sleep long and deep. His head was spinning, running over the...

Samad wiped his blade on the wolf's fur before sheathing it again. He walked back to the merchant and bowed his head in thanks for looking after the horse. He took the reins and began clambering back onto it, saying, "Yes, we should get going. As much as I would love to hunt down these monsters...