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I think there's both less and more equivalency between proficiencies than before. You can exchange languages for tool proficiencies, but I think there's a certain acknowledgement that how useful (and thus how valuable) any of these are going to be has more to do with your specific game than the...

The bird, pressed into the wall between the window and the door, eyes the captain and shrugs. "We all have enemies," he says, in a surprisingly deep voice, hoarse and heavily tinted by a French accent. "None of whom should have known I'm here," he adds.

To Hugo, the keeteel merely spreads his clawed hands, and shrugs expressively, as if to say, all this and more. To Katarina he graciously steps back and dips his head. "Ah, but of course, mesdamoisellles This way." Caillou turns to the kobold, and gives the latter a pointed look. Verner takes...

I guess I just figured everything about Caillou would be a secret-- he's an Outlaw Slave on the run, after all. Based on how it was described earlier on, I was figuring the house on the hill had a reputation for being haunted before Caillou got there, and that was the reason he picked it. If...

How exactly do those roll tags work? They're not listed in the site's BB code. Intelligence (History) to see what I know about D'avard: [roll0] It's not necessarily mechanical advantage that I'm after. Rather, this is what I mean: Caillou's been in port for at least a month and is highly...

"La Gloriosa..." As Katarina speaks the words, they seem to echo through the cold night air of the abandoned house. If the Tengu King is imposing, it is not his size, but the aura of shadows and the oily rags he wears, the strange, inhuman face. He might be the captain's height, no taller, were...

A pale olive face appears at the top of the stairs, cast half in shadow, half in moonlight. "Two I can see. A few more I can't," says Lorelei. She smooths down the front of her dress demurely. The kobold Verner threads his way among the crowd around the door, to one of the boarded windows...

The lantern dims as the last of them filters through the door. It slams shut behind them. Gunner Teague secures the latch, wiping his nose on the back of his hand. "With respect, Cap'n, but a fine time to knock, when the good lord only knows what's behind us," says the old man grimly. "...I...

At the captain's first knock, the door slid open imperceptibly; with the second, it flew open. There was no one on the other side. Only a darkened hall, with a faint flicker of lamplight at the far end.

It's me! I'm the Tengu King. Or Caillou is, I guess I should say. He has many names.

Caillou unceremoniously sweeps the books and maps from the table. They fall among the folds of his coat and are gone. Then the Tengu King, King Rook, Doctor l'Arcand, lowers himself in the house's one intact chair, behind the creaky table, in the room at the end of the dark hall. A fire has...

...and something from the body. (Hey, that almost rhymed!) Interesting, interesting. I ordered the DMG on Amazon, so it should arrive in the next week-ish. Extreme long range with no line of sight required, longer casting times and more robust ritual rules... I'd be interested in pursuing that...

Excellent... Anything of interest left on the better-lit decks of the ship? Any precautions I could take while investigating? Any stories about Nassau town from the aforementioned looters who managed to steal from the beached ship...and live?

Ah, well we had discussed the name and 'portfolio' of Yellow Jack, not so much the exact nature of his abilities or how he'd be likely to act against interlopers aboard 'his' ship. This is all very good to know.... And now that you mention it... This may have been answered elsewhere, but is...

Ah, martial weapons. I almost suggested as much, but I was half-expecting that change to creep in eventually. Lo and behold. :D I'd still probably want to adjust my domain spells as I level up if that's okay, to be less overtly offensive. Subversion tactics, that's the rub. In terms of crafting...

"So it be true, then?" Gunner Teague sways only slightly as he comes up the beach, following the others' footsteps, left behind in the soft sand. He holds an bottle in an iron grip, emptied of its contents-- presumably rum-- carrying the empty bottle like a crutch that does not quite reach the...

Shades of the Island of Dr Markov... Though I actually picture Sir D'Arcy as being a good deal more rational, if not necessarily saner. Looking forward to it!

Ah, but an interesting tangent. How was Malaysia? I intend to make the most of Caillou's downtime. Plenty of skills and tool proficiencies I want more of. Understanding animal calls seems like it'd be in his wheelhouse-- maybe something he used to know before he was first captured and taken to...

Sweet! I don't suppose that's something a kenku could learn as well? Using Mimicry? No big deal if it's not, but something to keep in mind if it is.

"A king's wage to a boy of his ilk," declares Gunner Teague, after Samuel Sawyer runs off, coin in hand. The gunner is puffing on a cracked, discoloured pipe which he does not own, but ought to find its way back into the tavern before it is missed. "More fool would he be, not to deliver your...