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    1. Hekazu 11 yrs ago

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5 yrs ago
And back I am. Exhausted, certainly, and may need a while for that to wear off, but I'm once more here to read and even write!
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5 yrs ago
Won't be replying for a while. Am hiking.
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5 yrs ago
My congratulations to the winners of TI9! Well played gentlemen, well played.
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6 yrs ago
Should have been writing posts. Took part in D&D shenaniganry instead. Got to fix that tomorrow.
6 yrs ago
There's a lot of backlog here on my end. I'm trying my best to lessen it, but replies might be less frequent for a time. A welcome change from the nothing doing I went through though! Thanks partners!

Bio

I suppose it is about time for me to copypaste fill in some information about myself over here just as well. Only took me a few years to getting around to do it.

I am a married individual in my twenties from the country some people dare claim does not exist. The Finland conspiracy is an old joke, you can stop with it now. Not a native speaker of the English language by any means, though I did begin studying it exceptionally early for our country's standards. I suppose it was some sort of a test case. With that out of the way though, what more should I be saying here...
  • I like being nice to people. If one needs to ask why, well that alone is reason enough.
  • I play and Dungeon Master Dungeons and Dragons, both offline and in the past also over here.
  • I enjoy OOC chatter, be it planning the RP or a more casual exchange (not that RP'ing is that serious). I can make do without, but don't be afraid to talk to me.
  • Whatever the case, I'm here to have fun and hone my writing abilities!
I do think that should about cover it, yes.

Thanks for stopping by I suppose! I do also have a Discord account, but I prefer to start anything RP related on the site. At least with people I don't know from the past, that is! But hey, now if you are a longer time contact of mine and happened to read this, now you know and can ask!

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This is dreadfully small. But I figure it will serve us well enough. Remember that two of the adversaries are currently out of sight!
Yes, much agreed, I do not regard his disappearance being particularly light; they never struck me as that sort of person at their core. Hopefully they are well and it is just that they are far too preoccupied than anything else. As far as our game continues however, for @Hekazu, Brannor is on initiative count 19.

I do know a bit about the situation at hand, but his personal matters are not mine to share. Let it be said that we are not being purposefully ignored, as far as I have come to know. Anyway, I believe your initiative score was sorted by your last post. I have it at 16.
Well if this isn't shaping up to be interesting. Torus has Thunderwave. I have a bit of a hunch you don't want that kind of a boom announcing your entry though. Not like the man has any other AoE options though, with the Ice Knife having been swapped out. We'll see how this'll go. Let me whip up a battlemap if I can…
Oddly enough, despite her initial thoughts wandering off to magic, something in Kyra's mind nagged at her. Above ground, many grew with an aversion for strong sunlight. Here where only fragments of the light could make it this far and they were possibly being tended to… if she was to believe the spores of these mushrooms to have come all the way from the dreaded Underdark, it would all add together. But was she going to go to such lengths, when magic was the much likelier explanation. And possibly less hostile to boot.

As soon as the beating of small wings and the creatures attached to them approaching had been noted, the adventurers scrambled. Each and every single one of them sought their own hiding spots, Torus realising that he would have to do such a thing only once the others had already been on the move for a few seconds. In the end, the monsters further away ended up catching on the presence of intruders through the least prepared and the most noisy examples. Their war cries echoed sharply in the cavern, but there was still hope that the five creatures emerging from the mist would not alert others were those noises silenced swiftly enough. And as for what they were, it would be known soon as they would fly close enough to be recognisable.

Their adversaries were kobolds with leathern wings on their backs. Only those who'd taken part in the burning of the kobold huts more directly might have seen these before, in service to the cult of the Dragon or outside of it. Two dived to the mass of mushrooms below the ledge and out of view, while the three still flapping in the air drew their daggers and prepared to charge at their ten foot flight height. They stalled momentarily, as if waiting for something.


@The Harbinger of Ferocity@Ryonara@Gordian Nought@Lucius Cypher@Norschtalen
All right. If We do not hear of @Gordian Nought in the coming day, I'll have to default Torus's action again to keep the ball rolling. And from that point onward I shall need to assume control just as well. Expect any DMPCs to be rather passive, though it will lose a fair amount of the character's charm. But what can you do?
It had barely been a contest. The outermost guard was struck down, and by all visible and audible accounts that was that. The deeper parts of the cavern looked ripe for ambush, but even the heavy blade wielding man of the wilds could not sense further threats in the immediate vicinity. One could go as far as to say that the locale could be considered eerily quiet. The ceiling extended fifteen feet up from the ground, the light of the sun shedding its gift from up on high to the mouth of the cave, the shadow slowly slipping deeper into the cave before it. But it wasn't likely that they could simply wait around for it to show them more. The wind moaned in the adventurer's ears, drowning most other sound if there was any to be heard. But it would also benefit them by obscuring the sounds of their arrival.

The sun's light barely reached out sixty feet past the opening, the passage staying largely as wide as it was at the entry, the full thirty feet getting cut down where the cave began to curve towards the right, even those with nightvision able to only see to the point where the third pillar joined the two former ones, each of them looking as natural as they came. A short walk deeper inside would reveal the tunnel to curve off into a smaller nook with no visible way forward, whereas curving back towards the left came a sudden ten foot drop with a set of fifteen to ten foot wide stairs leading downwards. At the bottom was what could only be interpreted as a farm, for the cavern was carpeted with a profusion of fungi ranging from few inches to nearly as tall as a human adult. Two paths lead through the fungi, one on the left and one on the right.

But this wasn't everything still. Before the decision for the next course of action to follow had been finalised, those with the ability to see in the dark would note wings flapping in the darkness. Small wings, but wings nonetheless. They had little time to react. If they wanted to get an edge on whatever was coming, they would need to hide themselves quickly.


@The Harbinger of Ferocity@Ryonara@Gordian Nought@Lucius Cypher@Norschtalen
You have rid yourselves of the enemy guard. DM post to follow this evening.
You have felled one of the two guards and put the first instance of damage in for the other @Lucius Cypher. It is now Ashkar Brannor's turn @The Harbinger of Ferocity.
The insults of the halfling had not had the desired outcome, the hardened minds of the fanatic discarding them to the side as they pulled their sword out of its sheath with fervour. Torus saw this, and decided to make an attempt at hindering the opposition's assault in another way. The druid did not rush in like many of his compatriots were expected to, but nor did he hang back as far as might be expected from someone of his old and frail appearance. He raised his hand, calling upon the powers of cold nature to stop the march of the destructive chromatic dragonkind. One cultist at a time. Flakes of frost began to coalesce on the sword arm of the opponent before them, the one whose chest was still decorated by an arrow.

The attack that targeted the less mental side of the adversary had greater success than its predecessor, the dragonclaw finding themselves unable to drive away the numbing sensation that began attacking their arm and making moving it increasingly difficult. Naturally the power of the magic would only prove to be enough for the initial touch rather than anything truly lasting, though by the looks of it something more permanent might well have taken place if not for the grit of the opponent. The sabre shook in unsteady grip and the posture slumped, but a ferocious expression on the visible lower half of the individual's face was of singular bloodlust.

I will be filling in for Torus on the next day if we do not see a post prior to the moment I have the time.
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