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Oh. I had a big post full of Gildrimese written just now, but it doesn't make sense if Gildrim and Richard have indeed headed off alone. Which is what I wanted them to do in the end, leaving the others to look after the party's own horses and as much of the wagon's goods as they can move. So...

Gildrim looks uncomfortable and doesn't speak.

"Ah'm nae gaun tae eggle onybody tae gae oan langer than thay wad, nae efter whit happent whan Ter-raen an' Karm an' Ah appent ane tay mony duirs. But if we hae a want tae catch thaes naigs, Ah'd dae better at followin' th' track noo, an' nae in th' mornin', mebbe efter rain," says Gildrim...

Gidrim holds up the buckle on the tip of his smoking dagger for all to see. "That disnae leuk guid for th' awner." "Weel, we've nae deidline tae wirk tae. If we cannae bring alang a corpse, mebbe we can airt oot th' horses. If ye aw want tae gae traikin' intae th' trees, ay coorse."Fwiw...

"We'll find that oot if thay're nae in th' beasties. Ah widnae howp sae," Gildrim says. "Och, weel." He draws a dagger and makes a start on the revolting job of gutting an ankheg in search of remains.

"Thaur's bluid an' burraes haur, sae Ah'd say we ken whit happent tae twa wha didnae hae Karl's guid fortuin," Gildrim calls. He rejoins the group and leans against the wagon. "Horses gane, an' twa deid. Marchwand an' Sons, eh? Than that's three ay thaim, if they haed nae hired men, sae...

"Ah thocht ye wis deid, laddie!" says Gildrim. "Dinnae dae that agin, will ye?" "Noo, bide a wee whil Ah tak a leuk at th' grund." Though the ground has no doubt been disturbed by the battle and the burrowing of the monsters, Gildrim scouts about looking for signs that anyone from the wagon...

With Fimble pushing in the small of Keldar's back, and Keldar bridging the other two, the group manage to keep in a tight huddle with no danger of anyone accidentally moving beyond the boundaries of the invisibility spell. Keldar gives Tarag's hand one last nettlesome squeeze and lets it drop...

"...n't like it!" Keldar whispers. He reaches out and very deliberately clasps Tarag's hand. He places his other on Tommy's shoulder. Behind them, Fimble speaks a few short words, raises a bent finger and blows a puff of air. Instantly, everyone vanishes like a blown out candle flame.0...

Gildrim, AC 15, HP 34/34 Gildrim sidesteps the snapping jaws and with a grunt hammers his sword into the ankheg's carapace. Move to L9 to flank, reckless offense, 1d10+12=21, 2d6+5=9. Forgot all the bonuses, so only rolled 1d10+10, but there we go. Better than I thought.

"Six, five, four, three, two, one... go!" whispers Keldar urgently.

Gildrim, AC 15, HP 34/34 Gildrim ducks low to one side of the jaws in an attempt to slash the ankheg's underside.Step to K8; Reckless Offense, 1d20+10=16; welcome back, invisible castle, you're as kind as ever.

"Grandmothers? Oh yes!" Keldar speaks the command word for his hat, and transforms himself into an iron-haired upright old lady. "Then let's not have any rudeness from you, young man," says Keldar. "There are ladies present." "You look just adorable when you're blushing, dearie," he informs...

Gildrim, AC 17 (charge), 34/34 OOC: indeed! That'll teach people to roll crits in the nick of time. Gildrim, after too long a moment looking from Weel to Karl to the spectacular demise of the huge beast, gives an incoherent growl and follows Richard's example, charging at the newcomer and...

OOC: They're 5 ft squares. I see no reason why the charge wouldn't be possible. -4 PA gives +8 bonus to damage 2-handed, so total damage is 39. That's... nothing short of a miracle. Gildrim belatedly recovers from his surprise and hurries to Karl's side [L5].

OOC: fortunately(?), that was me, not the DM.

Do you have a reference for it being a free action to deliver a held touch spell to an ally?

Gildrim, half-turned to check that Weel has the animals in hand by himself, sees the priest rush forward, and spins back round to see the unfolding disaster. Not 100% sure. That's only for creatures with more than one attack, no? It's using its mouth to hold Karl, so it has no bite attack, and...

OOC: Gildrim has only 34 HP. Hate it with the heat of a thousand burning suns. Acting in a block, there's no means to try to interrupt or react to what the other side is trying to do, or to save the PC that's just gone down. You just have to watch the other side finish. You'd know in the back...

Keldar flashes a grin, incongruous in the bland shopkeeper's face he's still wearing. "Of course! But the quicker we get it over with, the happier I'll be!" he says. "Now shush!" He falls silent, but whispers to Tarag and Fimble, "" Fimble rolls his eyes and whispers "Keldar wants me to...