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Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: Clerics, Barrels and spells, oh my

What do you mean we have no PCs that are clerics? We brought two with us - they are hiding in the innards of the shelter. Plus there is the old man they brought with them. That would be 3. (Clarification - no PCs. One druidy type. But NPCs)

Clearly having the water destroyed would be a bad thing, but I am actually more concerned about the barrels. Water we can purify - or the clerics can anyway. We just stick them out in the rain and let them fill up. But if we have no barrels to hold water it is more of an issue. Still, once we got to the other town, as long as the clerics are with us they could make water there, right? We won't die of dehydration in a day. What this means is that losing the water is bad, but not something that would ruin everything. I think.

Ok, another thought - someone mentioned keeping someone alive and I like that idea. I strongly suggest the lover kneeling over his lost love. If she can be saved with a heal spell ("lifes blood flowing out" was the line. not "dead on the spot.") the guy will be angry at us for hurting her, but also owe us for saving her. A bit of leverage. At the very least he is someone we know cares about normal human things. So I like him. So, if possible, we need to finish this quickly and then heal her. He is also wounded already (twice?)and thus a bit less of a threat.

Finally, I think Daxos will do whatever he can to prevent the leader from damaging the water. I don't think he can jump on her exactly, and he isn't the biggest weight to have hit someone anyway. But he should be able to drop right behind her and stick a sword in her. She won't see him coming. My hope is that between dropping down and hacking her that he can disrupt any spell she is casting. Spcecifically he will try to take out her legs or in some way surprise her and take her to the ground. Again, spell distruption is the goal. Speak up if this doesn't make sense.

Two more questions for the DM:

1. I know we haven't inspected her since the fighting began, but given how she looks and how you run the game, might the wounded mage still be revivable with a healing spell? It is likely the clerics who came with us would have such a spell, isn't it?
2. Another question on exactly how you run the game, as this has varied based on the DM in question and the specific game system. Daxos would probably switch to his shortsword if he jumps down. Can he do that and jump at the same time? Also, his primary goal is to disrupt whatever spell she might be casting. Damage, while also nice, is secondary. Would knocking her down have a chance of disrupting whatever spell she was casting? Can he grab his shortsword, jump down and hack at her legs - or even hack as he is jumping, presumably hitting her back, not her legs. Given her blindness and likely cluelessness as to his existence, or at least no chance of knowing he was coming, would he get a bonus on his attack? I guess I'm not sure if "sword, jump, attack" is too many things for one round or not.

Posted on 2016-03-29 at 23:08:13.
Edited on 2016-03-29 at 23:09:02 by Nomad D2

Topic: FFd20 Crimson Falcons QA take 2
Subject: Answers

Sorry, this crazy site has gotten so busy I totally missed that there were posts here. I've checked the game thread, but not this one. My bad.

Uhm, I'd go with the original story of the bow coming from his father, unless there was some reason you wanted it otherwise. I could live with a change if there was a reason for it.

As for caves - I can easily see how he might have done some work in caves before. He has been out in the world sort of adventuring for awhile. However, it isn't like he grew up in them or anything. The basic story line of a woodland village remains. So perhaps some experience, but somewhat limited.

Posted on 2016-03-29 at 18:38:57.

Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: water

Alright folks, how do we react to the water demands this time?

I don't want to lose the water - but it seems like a false threat. They need it as much as we do. The threat to the old man is real enough. If the water was destroyed, what would a delay to go back to town for more mean? Is that possible? There is likely no negotiation here. A promise to save the girl mage might be worth something if we did negotiate. (Assuming she can still be saved, his post suggested it, but didn't confirm.) Stopping would cost us the advantage of the blindness spell.

DM: Clearly Dax can still see the guy kneeling by his love. Can I see anyone else? I'll check the map as well, but last time some were close in and I couldn't see them, so I want to be sure.

Also, the leader is right inside the shelter - sort of. She looks to be on the edge. Could Dax come down off the roof onto her? Or is she too far under? How big is the drop? Could he jump down and shoot at her from behind? the gold circle I assume is the blindness spell - does that hold any further threat to anyone who enters that space?

Posted on 2016-03-29 at 16:55:31.
Edited on 2016-03-29 at 16:59:00 by Nomad D2

Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: good news

Good to hear that things are going well for your Mom Tann.

You could try offering her some fried gibberling. I know where you can get a bunch of it - cheap. never been frozen.

Posted on 2016-03-28 at 12:41:09.

Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: A big door

Well, the jungle was the hard part, no doubt about it . . .

I say we just go up to the door and knock!

Anyway, I really have no idea other than opening the door, but it is worth noting that given the ruckus above us, we probably don't have the element of surprise.

Posted on 2016-03-27 at 23:11:11.
Edited on 2016-03-28 at 12:41:46 by Nomad D2

Topic: FFd20 Crimson Falcons QA take 2
Subject: Let the questions begin

How do you want to handle the light thing? Gelion needs light - I would think a lantern with some oil. When should he get it? Would the mine provide it? I left the post vague so that he could either get it before leaving town or at the mine. The mine seems the logical choice, but he will follow the Varg's advice.

Can the other two see in the dark?

Also, do we need to worry about how the rail cars work or will you speed past that section? For writing purposes you could add a question about the railcars if needed. I didn't because the post was long enough already.

Posted on 2016-03-26 at 21:04:36.

Topic: Final Fantasy d20: Crimson Falcons (take 2)
Subject: Is that a diplomatic way to ask questions?

Gelion listened to the entire introduction with interest. As his questions implied, he was anxious to see where this new path would take him. And, sure enough, the varg Nam soon gave him a little information. Perhaps “little” was the more important word than “information.” There was precious little of that.

A cave? That was not what Gelion had been looking for. He would have preferred a nice jaunt in the woods or something like that. He’d spent his life among the trees, not underground like a dwarf. What sort of light would he have to shoot by? How much distance to shoot? He’d heard that a lot of adventurers went down into caves and dungeons. He’d been in guards and such before, as well as on a bit of a personal quest, but he had never thought of himself as an adventurer. Is that what joining the falcons meant? Maybe. Then again, this was a mine, not a dungeon.

And unseen assailants? What was that? How did one shoot something they couldn’t see? Well, there wasn’t much for it. He doubted that a group of raw recruits would be sent if the higher-ups really thought the challenge was beyond them. He glanced at Nam and his rabbit eared comrades-in-arms as he considered the risk level of the mines and hoped that this particular threesome would be strong. He’d do his best to hold up his end of the bargain.

Before they left the conference room he spoke again. “Nam, you mentioned a need for a light source. I need one and have nothing immediately available. Can we get something at the mine or do I need to grab something before I meet you at the gate?”

Once they reached the mine they were greeted by an altogether unimpressive mine overseer. Sadly, he seemed to fit the stereotype of so many overseers – more interested in being the boss and the bottom of his mug than the men under his authority. Still, he seemed dirty enough that, assuming that wasn’t just his natural condition, he might actually be doing a bit of work himself. Gelion’s opinion of the man potentially inched up a notch. And he hadn’t complained that a group of miners had run from a fight. That definitely pushed him up another notch. Perhaps there was hope for him after all. Perhaps Gelion would hear more from the miners under his authority.

But he could worry about mine politics later. For now the concern was what down in that hole. Gelion stepped up and spoke again. He’d be happy to let his companions speak if they would, but if they paused, he would make sure the questions got asked. “Sir. We are indeed the recruits. Before we march down into the mine perhaps you could offer a bit more information. You say your men were attacked. By what? When we were first told of this job we were told of “unseen assailants.” But did they see anything? If they didn’t see who attacked them, in what way were they attacked? With weapons? Of what sort? What sort of wounds did they suffer, for you implied that a few did suffer injury. When they broke into the cavern, what did they see? Was the attack immediate? Did they have time to look around at all? Was the cavern unusual in anyway? How did they know it was part of a larger network? Have there ever been attacks in the mines before? If so, what was responsible? How large was the party that was attacked? Do they have any idea how many creatures attacked them?”

Gelion paused for breath and smiled at the dwarf. “I apologize for the rapid fire questions. Forty five minutes ago we were sitting in a conference room, and now we are confronted by a railway ride into the dark. I can’t speak for my companions, but personally I have little experience in caves. You are the experienced miner here, and I would appreciate any advice you might have. If you were me, what questions would you ask? What advice would you offer?”

Gelion wasn’t afraid of the caves or of a fight. But he wasn’t against getting as much information as possible before confronting whatever was down there.

Posted on 2016-03-26 at 21:00:37.

Topic: Game revival
Subject: Good Game

It is a good game - we are about to go spelunking and could use another member!

Posted on 2016-03-26 at 14:23:15.

Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: Take it for what it is

I don't see any indication that the wolf was attacked in any way. He bit someone and their blood ran into his mouth. The wolf is fine. Keep biting.

Also, D&D style games don't typically limit you from doing things if you are injured. If he doesn't say specifically that you can't use a bow, then I'd assume you can. The DM will tell you if the assumption is wrong.

Posted on 2016-03-26 at 14:22:22.

Topic: Yana's Emporium of Stuff and Things
Subject: Impressive

very nice artwork.
Love the maps

Posted on 2016-03-25 at 16:15:45.

Topic: FFd20 Crimson Falcons QA take 2
Subject: The game is afoot!

It would be good to get another one in on the game. But even so, I am pleased to be headed out. Unseen assailants in a cave isn't quite what our young archer was hoping for, but he won't be complaining.

Posted on 2016-03-24 at 22:26:27.

Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: A Pyramid Scheme!

Impulse is buying!

Now, Dax wants to make it perfectly clear that he has no intention of kicking the bucket (On Slate, apparently a very old and not very frequently used bucket, but still a bucket to be kicked.) anytime soon. But things can happen when you have a druid around that occasionally forgets who the home team is.

Normally Daxos would go for a big funeral barge covered with flowers going through the middle of town with a band and all sorts of pomp and circumstance. But barges are a bit awkward these days. So, since he has such a fascination with ruins, he decided on a pyramid. Not one of those little "gnome sized pyramids" either. A real one. Giza style. A big one pointing right up at the clouds that will one day bring back real rain. And he doesn't want to have to share either. Just him. With some neat hieroglyphs of him exploring.

Just so we are clear.

I'm sure you can afford it.

Posted on 2016-03-24 at 18:50:58.

Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: goofy spellcasters

Well, when we all die because we can't move you can pay for the funeral . . .

This is what we get for bringing along an apparently entirely untrained druid of sorts.

But seriously, no worries.

Posted on 2016-03-23 at 17:06:09.
Edited on 2016-03-23 at 17:25:34 by Nomad D2

Topic: The Trilogy War
Subject: Gryph, ash and teleportation

Lothor listened as Cor listed off their options. It didn't sound like much of a choice. "It doesn't look like we have much choice - I'm not sure walking around is possible. So if the mages will do so, I'd take a ride."

He grimaced a bit as he said the last part. He had grown quite accustomed to the magic users over the last months, but magic was still not his thing. A blade to fight with and the solid ground under his feet - this was what made him comfortable. Still, the thought of being teleported hardly made him blink. Times change it seemed. Or at least old warriors could learn new tricks if the stakes were high enough.

When Cor followed his earlier comments by identifying the bird creatures at the tower, Lothor was pleased. It was always easier to fight an opponent you knew something about. The fewer surprises the better. Still. "Gryph? what else do you know about them? Individually they might not be tough, but anything in numbers can be a problem. Consider the ash we now need to cross. And they are at the tower of the magical cyclops. Don't assume we will be facing only that one opponent."

Posted on 2016-03-22 at 19:35:21.

Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: Works

That plan works.

I think the distances are more than you are imagining. I don't think there is much chance of the birds seeing us at the beach. The danger is if we (Or even just Sirene) try to fly to the tower. If we teleport across the ash, we still have quite a long jungle hike ahead of us. At least that is my interpretation of things. Tann's comments on the birds were based on flying to the tower to find a landing spot.

Lets get over this ash and get moving.

Posted on 2016-03-20 at 19:27:20.

Topic: Slate: The Hundred Years of Rain
Subject: Dancing before the rain.

This was not the first time Daxos had watched as the rain raced towards him. Nor was it the first time that his arrows had found their mark in living flesh. But he didn't really like either situation much. Especially human flesh. They should be on the same side.

But the fight had begun and there was nothing for it. His first arrow had found its mark. The spellcaster was neutralized. There were two targets still available to him - the man with the ax and the woman with the bow. The others were too far under the shelter and out of his sight. Since the woman was blind, his choice was easy. He grabbed another arrow from his quiver and lined up the shot. The ax wielder would fall just as the spellcaster had.

He hated shooting people. There were so few left . . .

Posted on 2016-03-20 at 17:08:47.

Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: Questions

Best wishes for your Mom, Tann.

I was actually asking if we could walk around the ash - the current problem.

I was also assuming we would teleport across the ash and walk the rest of the way. What about teleporting part way to the tower so that Sirene doesn't have to go all the way to get the lay of the land, but we don't have to walk it all. Could perhaps have done that and avoided the slaughter . . .

I say mages make the choice and post.

Posted on 2016-03-20 at 16:58:51.

Topic: Weird War II
Subject: Keep your eyes on a rat...

They continued to move further into the temple. Everywhere they went they seemed to find more bodies. More bodies with headshots. The most likely scenario seemed to be that these were either zombies or that the Nazis thought they were zombies. He was assuming that the Nazis were the ones doing the shooting. Was that a fair assumption? Corban wasn't positive, but it seemed like a good working hypothesis. What did it say that in an ancient tomb filled with zombies and melting witches, he was most concerned about some very modern, and probably very well armed, Krauts? It meant the residents of this lovely building were likely having a very bad day.

Corban moved forward with the rest of the group. The new room was odd - well lit up with a generator. He wasn't a mechanic, but glanced briefly at the generator and cables. Were the lights (they were welcome!) the only thing being powered by the thing? Were there other cables leading elsewhere?

When they first entered the room Corban had held his position as rear guard. When nothing seemed to happen and Rat offered to scout ahead to the North, Corban didn't like the idea of sending him off alone. As the Rat moved forward, Corban spoke to the captain. "Chief. I'll cover rat as he moves forward. But that means I'm not watching the back or that other entrance." getting a nod from his CO (Assumption here, correct me if I'm wrong.)Corban moves forward and keeps his fellow Ye Olde group member in his sites.

Posted on 2016-03-19 at 22:47:47.

Topic: Continuing Where We Last Left Off Again
Subject: Somethimes it stinks to be right

Jarenion was not pleased to be right this time. He had guessed that the prisoner was a medusa the moment they entered the room and now it seemed he was correct. Damn. But "always be prepared" had been the slogan of the elvish scouts when he was a kid many years ago and so he was. Prepared, that is. He pulled out the small mirror he carried with him for just such a situation. You never knew when you'd meet a medusa, right?

He was pleased to see Maximus looking for other exits - there had to be one. Otherwise they had reached a dead end in the tomb and that just didn't make any sense. But he left the search for doors to the big man. He carefully examined the bindings holding the woman - was she really bound? It would not do to have her suddenly remove her helmet.

He was tempted to just kill her as was suggested, but knew that having a witch tied up here calling out to the tombs resident was a mystery that deserved a bit of their time. It might be just to mislead them, or even a trap. Well, it was almost certainly a trap. But why? They needed information.

"Nice helmet Cassandra. Normally one with such fine headgear is not so arrogant." Here he tapped lightly on the pot with his staff - not hard, just enough to feel if there were, indeed, snakes on the other side. If there were moving snakes, he thought he would be able to tell. Nothing in this tomb seemed to be what they expected, so it was worth confirming that this wasn't an illusion. He held up his mirror as he did so. Tapping her on the head might annoy the "lady," but somehow it didn't seem likely to make the trap any worse. "Who gave you such a nice helmet? What are you waiting for? I would think even the legendary Cassandra would have trouble seeing what the future holds when all she can see is the inside of a pot."

The elf wizard stood back to see what effect his words would have, keeping the mirror at the ready. Even as he did so he thought - Gargoyles. Now that makes sense. He would continue to be wary of an attack through the walls, floor or ceiling.

His thoughts on the stone guardians were voiced. "Were those gargoyles your pets or your jailers?"

Posted on 2016-03-19 at 22:30:59.
Edited on 2016-03-19 at 22:35:41 by Nomad D2

Topic: Trilogy War Q/A
Subject: OK

Well, this seems simple enough.

GM: Is there room to walk around? The general impression was that such a plan probably wouldn't work, but I suppose we could see such a thing.

To the group: Assuming the GM says that walking around will not be adequate, then we need to do something. It seems that teleporting is the simplest option. Or at least it seems so to the non-magical warrior. But that requires the mages to post first. Lothor will post something about standing there looking tall, dark and handsome - and, or course, very dangerous and on guard, once the mages have made their choices.

We have been at the beach long enough!

Posted on 2016-03-19 at 22:11:17.

Topic: Final Fantasy d20: Crimson Falcons (take 2)
Subject: Deja Vu all over again?

As Echario le'rouge entered the room and gave his speech, Gelion couldn't shake the sense of Deja vu that had come over him. It had started with the dream last night and now continued all the way through the big man's speech. It just felt like he had heard it before. But how was that possible? Or any more possible than the fact that he recognized the others in this room from last nights dream? And that was a fact.

But such speculations did no good at the moment. He could do nothing about them. Meanwhile, this day remained crucial for his future. Echario seemed to match expectations - both in the positive sense of the leader of a free company and the arrogant sense of a lord. But he was the man in charge. Gelion would simply have to accept this. If what he said was true, he should be a better boss than many. Sure, his political commentary seemed naive, but now wasn't the time to worry about that.

When the man finished his speech and asked if there were any questions there really didn't seem to be much more to do but to get this next adventure in his life under way. And so, as he usually did, Gelion didn't sit around and wait for everyone else to do things, he spoke up. "Thank you sir. for the opportunity to be a part of this company. A Free Company seems to be a great place for those who desire freedom. But we still don't know what our role in this company will be. What sort of tasks will we be asked to do? What choice in the matter do we have as members of the company?" (Indeed, what sort of freedom is their for the members of a supposedly "free company" he thought to himself.) To be blunt, what do we do now?"

As the Moogle leaned forward and said, "What's the job? When do we start?" Gelion couldn't help but smile. he hoped the little one was a good shot, because he had a feeling that personality would charge right into the middle of any problem that came their way. But Gelion liked how they didn't just sit back and wait for things to happen. So he smiled, nodded towards the Moogle, and added, "And yeah, what she said."

Posted on 2016-03-19 at 22:03:19.
Edited on 2016-03-19 at 22:07:00 by Nomad D2

Topic: Slate: The Hundred Years of Rain
Subject: The view from on high

Daxos held his position on top of the shelter. He didn't think the other group knew he was there and that could work to his advantage if a fight broke out, which seemed extremely likely. He was happy this group seemed to have some quality fighters in it.

It wasn't hard to spot the enemy spellcaster. That would be his target. He was in no position to take part in any dialogue, so he would have to wait and see what happened. But he was ready to shoot arrows if needed.

Posted on 2016-03-19 at 21:44:36.

Topic: Slate Q&A Thread
Subject: Hmmmm

Thought I had posted already, but I'm not seeing it.
I'll try to get a post up late tonight or tomorrow.

If that fails for some reason, at the first sign of hostilities, Daxos will shoot his bow at the spellcaster.

Posted on 2016-03-18 at 20:35:14.

Topic: Pathfinder: The Runewen Chronicles
Subject: A good evening winding down

Sirion had enjoyed his evening. He always enjoyed sitting in a tavern's common room talking to the crowd. Well, almost always. Sometimes there were drunken fools who thought they were tough. But it was rare that he didn't find someone interesting to talk to while sitting by the fire. Tonight had been no different. A small group of locals who were constantly amazed by the new folks crowding into their city and a couple of glasses of wine had made for fine companions.

But perhaps the night was done. After tossing water on the fire the sorcerer had been enjoying all evening, the bartender offered one last round. With a smile Sirion shook his head. He didn't need anything more. In a few moments he would gather himself and head up to his room. He wasn't sure what tomorrow would bring, but he supposed he needed to do something.

Posted on 2016-03-17 at 19:48:26.
Edited on 2016-03-19 at 21:45:59 by Nomad D2

Topic: Hey all, I'm new here!
Subject: How?

How exactly did the whole face lick become a "thing?" Truly one of the oddities of my favorite website.

Posted on 2016-03-16 at 17:10:25.


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