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I've always wanted to try GMing, but it may be a bit too late for the moment, since I'm starting my first year of college in a few weeks. :/

The scythe dug into his side. The pain combined with the stench was almost enough to make him vomit, but he choked it down as he lurched aside. Paskell did not seem to be faring much better. He whispered a prayer in Southern, "Bashu, save us from its smell." He fell into his battle trance as the...

As Paskell charged towards the scythed lizard, Samad followed suit. He leapt and twisted up onto the aged planter, leapt across the muck and filth, and leapt at the abomination, raking his blade across its scaly hide. I assume I can follow his charge? Perform (Dance): 1d20+9=16 Attack: 1d20+4=21...

Are those separate rooms? I thought so at first from the map, but I reread his post and then wasn't sure. I thought we were on an open roof and those were just raised platforms.

He whispered his plan as the tengu reached the top of the steps, "I believe that the leader is on the other side of the roof. I have a thought that it is too late to save whoever it is sacrificing now, as it did to these others. I think he shall move to the south face last, so I shall go that...

He gazed at the slaughter. No doubt offerings to some great evil. It made him think of the fallen Anor-Akim, but he pushed these thoughts to the side or the time being. He silently shouted down, "Paskell, come up!" Sorry, I should've had this posted yesterday, but I was too exhausted. Stealth...

I'm thinking of making a wayang oracle, and I was browsing the wiki. On Sumbru's page, it mentions a goddess named "The Lady of Sorrows," who is worshiped by a group of oracles, but further investigation revealed nothing. Who is she, and has she been fleshed out in any way?

He needed to see what was up there. Slowly, he crept up the stairs, though probably not as silently as he could have. Reaching the top, he took a quick peek outside. He's failing his stealth roll, apparently. :P Stealth: 1d20+6=10 Perception: 1d20+7=16 Samad Salil AC: 17 (14 flat-footed, 13...

He thought for a moment, before replying "An ambush may indeed be the best course of action." He glanced up the stairwell, "Perhaps I can lead him down here? It should be relatively simple..." After all, if he was blessed that he could knit woulds with naught but a touch, could he use his...

Well, it's a tower, so unless we take the express elevator down, we should be able to come back and look for any loot. Really, I just want to finish this adventure already. :p

Alright, I moved the point to Diplomacy, because you can never have too much diplomacy. :D

I guess I already know the answer to this, then, but does that mean that 3 ranks in Perform (Dance) will allow me the defense action bonuses that 3 ranks in Acrobatics does?

*Ding* Samad is now level 2.

"Of course, if that is what you wish." Samad withdrew the wand from his belt and knelt over Aeron's huddled form. The wand bathed his leg in light, and soon only a darker red hue betrayed the former presence of its wound. He glanced at both reptiles, then gestured towards the unconscious one...

Oh right, whoops. :blush: He moved to H7 before attacking.

The lizardman didn't seem like much of a threat, but the crocodile was a real danger he thought as he moved to flank it. He planted his feet firmly, raised his blade, and landed a savage chop on the beast. Samad moves to H7. Attack Roll: 1d20+1=19 Crit Confirmation: 1d20+1=15 Damage: 1d6+1=4...

He pointed again, before hurriedly whispering, "Paskell, go! Aeron, with me!" He drew a dagger and stepped into the other room, tossing it at the beast. Samad moves to K5. Ranged Attack Roll1d20+3=23 Crit Confirmation: 1d20+3=5 Dagger Damage: 1d4+1=5 I'm sure I'll regret this, but I figured that...

Samad looked at the stone sarcophagus, before replying, "I am not of certainty that we could move this, if it was needed. We should need to get around it somehow, or possibly kill it, but..." He paused, glancing down the length of the room. He pointed, "I have a thought that that is where the...

Samad ducked behind a sarcophagus, before checking to see if it was even connected to the ground. As much as it pained him to disrespect the dead so, perhaps they could push it onto their enemy, should he decide to enter the room. He whispered his plan to the others, before ducking back...

The creature finally dead, the nomad wanted nothing more than to collapse where he stood. But it seemed they were not done yet, as the noise of the lizardmen crept into the room. He paused to listen. They were not running towards them, but running away, it seemed. Something was coming, more like...