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Ilsthyr Human Neo-skeleton Male Wizard (Conjurer) 1 Alignment: Neutral Evil Deity: None 8 Strength (-1) 14 Dexterity (+2) -- Constitution 18 Intelligence (+4) 12 Wisdom (+1) 14 Charisma (+2) Initiative: +6 Speed: 30’ BAB: +0 Grapple: -1 Melee Attack Bonus: -1 Damage: 1d4-1 (Claw) AC: 14 (+2...

Hmmm. I've had a little change of heart, since we already have a cleric. I think mine would be surplus to requirements, and I think Lord_Raven and I would end up just fighting for the same niche, in personality terms as well as mechanical terms. I'm not sure I'm really interested in doing that...

"Well, I guess that answers that question," Lysienne says brightly. "I think we can consider their hostility... thoroughly ascertained." As she speaks, she unslings her bow from her shoulder, nocks an arrow, and lets it fly, aiming for the horseman who is currently bearing down on the group...

"Indeed," Lysienne says drily, and whilst I for one have little love for the strong arm of the law, I've little taste for indiscriminate slaughter either - of guards or anybody else. We should at least take some time to ascertain if these people, whoever they are, pose a threat to us."

"Yes," Elandra answers simply, visibly calming down. "That would be my reccomendation."

The plan works perfectly, Elandra rushing to try to minimise the mess made by the tea and then halting in flustered confusion as it is cleaned up by Krikit's dweomer. She then spins to face Wyk, making desperate calming gestures and trying to get a word in edgeways. The whole performance gives...

Mmm... well since Darknight has posted initiative order and a combat map, it's clear that we're going to most likely be fighting these guys. But... from an IC point of view, do you guys who are posting combat actions have any reason to suppose that the guys are hostile? They could just as...

Stat block coming soon. For now, just let me claim purple as my eye/text colour. Lord_Raven, the inteprlay between our characters is gonna be.... interesting. :lol:

Alright, great. So... I feel a cleric of Vecna coming on. :D I'll write up some stats soon, depending on how work on my essay goes tomorrow. :uhoh:

Jem stares enraptured out into the murk hemming in the cone of light sent out by the crab's lights, thrilling at the feeling of actually operating the thing. He grins back at Clipper, and then sets to experimenting with the two lower levers that have so far gone untouched, moving them around and...

"Oh, that's different," Lysienne rebukes Tem playfully, turning the full force of her dazzling smile on him. Like I said, only a fool would trust some disreputable character he meets at a shrine to the Laughing Rogue. But to you, I'm a disreputable character you met on the road. Whole different...

Feedback? Well, we have regular posting resumed, save for AmorFati with his computer problems. :( So that's good. But I thought I should just take a moment to collect some feedback, because I'm kinda new at running PbP and I'd like to know how I'm doing. So... any comments? Don't pull...

Awesome, I want in. :D I'd like to play a cleric I think. Do our characters have memories of their past lives when they awake? If not I guess it could be hard, since my character won't know of the gods and so obviously won't worship one. Hmmm. Any ideas how it could work? I guess I could...

Lysienne smiles warmly in greeting to both newcomers. "Belrin Beck! My my... I believe this is the first time I've ever met anybody who's in some of the songs I sing to tavern drunkards," she says with a demure smile to the gnome. In fact she's distinctly unimpressed by such a very minor...

Clearly giving up on getting any courtesy from Elandra, Dainan nods to Eclaiyan. "Indeed, my purpose in coming here was primarily to deliver a message. I thought it might be possible to have an informal chat - but I see that will be impossible," he says in a neutral tone, eyes flickering towards...

"Dainan," the envoy answers, shaking hands politely.

As the lights dim Jem realises now would be a good time to pull the lever marked with a lantern. He toys with the idea of 'accidentally' pulling the rightmost lever instead, but he decides against it on the grounds that the effect will probably be more dramatic later on. He'll trust in his...

Elandra looks briefly around and, seeing the prevailing mood, shrugs. "Alright then," she instructs the guard, "Bring him in here. Never leave him with fewer than four men, got it?" The guard nods and leaves. A couple of minutes later four guards bring in a short, well-dressed man of middling...

The conversation is, at this point, punctuated by a polite knocking on the door to the spacious room in which the disparate band are seated. Elandra's face wrinkles in perturbation for a moment at the disturbance, before she calls "Come in,", and stands up so as to turn round and better address...

Mmmm... very nice. Interesting and likeable characters, a compelling story, evocative descriptions, sparky dialogue, and the whole thing positively reeks of Eberron. Ummm... in a good way. :D I look forward to reading more!