[PbP] The Heroes of Silleria

[dpdx]

[I figure I can share a 5' square with a Small Animal, can't I? Besides, easiest way to remove Gert's cover from the 'pede was to move past Gert.

Sooo, if I'm not mistaken, haven't we leveled? If so, how you want to handle that?]

Kerith retrieves his crossbow bolt, wiping it off (some) on the body of the dead centipede. He then proceeds to [take 20] thoroughly search the room, especially for any clues such as the love letter.

 

[MerakSpielman]

OOC: You may well have leveled. I'm just handing out the xp. I'm not adding it up. If you level, send me your revised character sheet so I can update my records. For simplicities sake, you are going to level instantly when you have enough xp.

 

[dpdx]

[I counted: 1000 XP on the nose, for everybody! Will email you updated block.]

 

[MerakSpielman]

Kerith: You throughly search the room, but find nothing of interest other than a single vial of ink.

 

[dpdx]

Kerith feels slightly sturdier on his feet (perhaps as a result of that excellent shot, which ended the final centipede), and as a result, gains even more confidence to face the tasks ahead.

"Does anyone want this vial of ink?" Kerith asks the group, holding it up for their inspection. "Oren? Foran? Michelle? Anyone?"

Once someone takes it from him (or no one wants it, in which case he'll set it down), Kerith will look around to see if anyone needs medical attention. On a hunch, he'll stand ready with one of the vials of holy water to pour on the dogs' poisoned wounds.

 

[Guilt Puppy]

Oren shrugs. "I'll take it if no one wants it... I've been thinking of taking up poetry, I hear that it impresses the elven ladies..." A grin and a long blink of imagination pass over his face, then he turns and chuckles.

 

[Imerak]

"I suppose I'll take it." Foran shrugs, distracted by something.

 

[Uriel]

Following the Combat, Norynth will attend to his Dogs, seeing to any wounds (Heal Check).
If needed, Norynth will use his precious Healing Potion.

OoC:Yes, his Dogs really do mean more to him than his own wounds).

Hopefully, the Cleric may have some chance at healing any Wounds on gertrude or Titus prior to Norynth actually needing to expend his Potion.

The Ranger will securte the perimeter regardless, cocking his crossbow again, keeping an eye out for more Centipedes.

 

[dpdx]

[OOC: Wrong game, bro. Remember, we only have Liquid Cleric. ]

Kerith hands the ink to Oren.

"Perhaps rest will improve their condition, Norynth. If they want to drink some of this water..." Kerith indicates the vials of water, which he doesn't know are Holy, "They're welcome to. But we don't have any centipede antidote that I'm aware of, and unless there's a spell or something that can help, even our Healing potions are just delaying the inevitable..."

"In any case, I was going to go back outside for a minute just to see if it was nighttime."

 

[MerakSpielman]

OOC: Your characters would probably be aware that being poisoned is only a temporary condition and that any lost strength can be recovered with time.