Search results

Aye, been more than a few years. How is everything?

Something like 14 goddamn years since I last saw this site, and it is still up? Got to admire the tenacity! Edit: Oh....god...I forgot the signature. Damn that is horrifically edgy.

Hazrad The halfling would follow Slade, keeping some distance to keep himself safe from harm. He was wary of this place, but that should hopefully soon pass.

Brass Sitting down, Brass grabbed his steel from the haversack, and started crafting some chain.

Hazrad Finishing his Prayers, he packed his things and got prepared to move on.

Brass "Perhaps we should continue on, this room seems to hold nothing more interesting for us."

Brass Looking to Soryn, he watches, and wondered. "What is this place? It is rather....odd." As the bonfire moved towards him, he took a step backwards.

Hazrad Waking up, Hazrad stretched out and began his prayers to the host, asking for their blessing, and luck upon this return to the cairn.

Brass Brass stepped into the room.

Brass Brass looks to Gorfan then back to Soryn, "We are right here..., and I see nothing except the empty chamber."

Hazrad He woke once spoken to, but once he heard that Jaiden was taking care of it, he rolled back over into his slumber. He understood that Jaiden, as wild as she was, would have little difficulty coaxing another wild animal out of such a situation. He guessed that Mohan could have taken care...

Hazrad Apparently, that extra hour of labour hauling water had drained the halfling to the point where he could slumber through even Slade's bellow. Listen (1d20+5=8)

Brass HP: 24/27 (Non-lethal: 3) AC: 18 Brass shrugs off the minor attempt to hurt him (DR 3/Adamantine), Sure, he wasn't blind any more; however he didn't know that at the time, since all he would see was searing white light. Will Save (1d20=14)

Hazrad Finding somewhere to bed down for the night, Hazrad would quickly fall asleep after the long day and hard work he had put in. He was fairly exhausted by now. Though he would wake in the morning to pray to the Host.

Hazrad Lighting his lantern first, he takes the lantern with him to provide enough light to work by.

Brass HP: 24/27 (Non-lethal: 3) AC: 16 (Temporary -2) Having been consumed by the light, he was blinded and shocked by the brilliance. He dropped his blade in reaction and tried to regain his senses.

Hazrad With the ok from Jaiden, he grabbed the bucket and went to the well to begin clearing out the stagnant water. Tomorrow they would have clean, fresh water from the well.

Brass HP: 24/27 (Non-lethal: 3) AC: 18 Brass attempts to move out of the way to the side opposite of Soryn. Reflex save (1d20+1=7)

Hazrad He looked to Jaiden and grinned, "A bucket! I was looking for one earlier, wanted to clear out the well so we would have some fresh drinking water, rather than having to rely upon the Host to create some to quench our thirsts. May I borrow it? Fresh water in the morning would be ideal."...

Brass HP: 24/27 (3 non-lethal....sorry, my math sucks lately) AC: 18 Striding past Soryn, he draws the magical blade and takes a swing at the blob of light. Attack vs Light (1d20+6=17) Damage vs Light (1d8+3=8)

Hazrad Looking over to Jaiden when she arrived, with some rabbit left in hand, he nodded and waved her over, offering what was left of the portion of rabbit he was originally offered. "Got caught up with something? You don't look injured...thankfully."

Brass HP: 25 AC: 18 Brass watched the ball of light....and when it approached the three, he prepared to draw his blade. Initiative (1d20+3=13)

Brass Taking hold of the now submerged rope, he climbs out much easier. Strange how all the way he seems to drain water from within his body, as well as from his pack. When he climbs to the surface of the now dark rotating room, he removes his backpack and drains the water back into the well...

Brass Brass walks to the wall within the well, and begins trying to climb it up to grab the rope. Climb check in well (1d20+1=3) Failing that, he tries again in another location. Climb check in well (1d20+1=16) (...Oh jesus....what the hell is up with these rolls?!)

Hazrad The smell of the food was delightful, but he had to wonder just where Jaiden was. He hoped she had not run into any trouble while in town. That could put a sour note on this moment. Slowly stretching, he looked back to Slade and nodded. Things were stirring now it seemed, and the...

Brass He pauses to search the floor of the well for anything of interest... Searching well floor. (1d20+2=10)

Hazrad He paused for a moment, and thought about what the warforged had last said, "The Garrison is my means to this end, but it alone is not enough. Remaining here...is not enough" "You know, I think I feel the same way. All I do in Diamond Lake is the same thing everyday. I feel as though...

Hazrad "Anything could be possible really, the Host guides us all in many ways. Though I do admit that I do not agree with her violence and conflict seeking ways, I of course am, by prefrerance a pacifist. I prefer to find ways to avoid violence and fighting, even though sometimes it is...

Hazrad He considered that while carting an armful of debris outside. "I can understand that, I often have a lot of idle time during the day while everyone is working in the mines. I usually end up just going to the docks and fishing, minor past-time, but it helps the long hours pass before the...

Hazrad He ended up fruitless. Unfortunately the well would remain stagnant for the time being. He nodded to Slade and asked, "You seem to have accomplished quite a lot" as he started to clear out debris as well.

Brass ....Continuing his flailing wasn't getting him anywhere. Literally. Swim!! (1d20-6=6) Quietly he stops his flailing and prepares to go submersible...Atleast if this well wasn't bottomless, he could eventually walk to a wall and perhaps climb it.

Hazrad Upon arriving at the run-down office, he looked around for something to do. Slade had cleared part of the interior, and apparently the chimney. He looked over to the well, and now wished he had bought a bucket while in town so that he could clear the well. Well, in any case, he begins...

Brass HP: 24/27 (3 Non-leathal) Grumbling underwater, Brass attempts swimming to a side of the well...Yet, amidst all of his splashing, all he seems capable of doing is treading water... Swimming in a well! (1d20-6=9) ((OOC: How is 293 lbs of Metals, wood, stone and other material even Bouyant?))

Brass Brass falls down hard as the room turns and the lantern dies. He gives a stifled gasp at his unexpected failure to stand. Balance (1d20-5=-1)

*Edited by SJ. Ignore this post.

Brass Nodding, Brass followed both Gorfan and Soryn back to the rotator room, smelling wonderfully fresh.

Brass He paused, and wondered what was going on...then guessed that it was just sensing dirt on him and the room was trying to clean him. He looked himself over quickly, and realized that he was getting rather dirty; combating hobgoblins, glass covered zombies, carcass crabs, stone wolves... He...

Brass It made sense, many things in this covernous place seemed to have a magically automated method of self-regulating themselves. Brass released the hilt on his blade.

Brass Brass watches the thing...confused for the moment. But then he thought about it and shrugged. He just fought a stone wolf, had intelligent conversation with a dire wolf named Rorsa, and ridden on a land cart. This didn't really merit much shock...yet. Even so, took a grip on the hilt of...

Brass Keeping up with the group, he was merely the muscle behind this foray into the unknown. But he was content to follow Soryn and Gorfan through the halls of this empty dungeon. When they arrived at the massive linen closet, he was mildly curious if there was possibly anything of value in...

Hazrad Hazrad himself had a fairly easy trip back into town; gathering his lantern and oil flasks, as well ass his crossbow and its bolts. Taking time to tell his co-worker that he'd be away for what appeared to be another few days, taking a much needed "vacation" before heading back to the run...

Yes, I am back today

Brass Looking to Soryn, he commented, "The cleric needs time as well. Besides the fact that I only intend for us to search rooms that Rorsa has previously explored, and knows that they are safe." ((OOC: Not back fully, just popped in while at my parents.))

And I...well...I'm losing my internet after tonight until the 7th. Just found out. Apologize for the lack of fore-notice. I will update Hazrad's spell list, and Brass' intended actions were stated. Again, sorry. If I can find some free net access, I might pop in. Why will I have no net? Moving...

Hazrad Having been up praying to the Host, Hazrad listened to the others as he finished and nodded. "I will fetch my lantern and spare oil flasks while in town. Although I suggest we find something to eat as well."

Brass Looking to Alo, "Do you have the ability to repair me once more? He would wait for an answer before addressing all three; "We have the blue and orange keys now, both lead to chambers which Rorsa has not been to, thus, we have no recon on these areas. We only know of the living fire at...

Hazrad "We as a whole however, aren't going so well. I only have the ability to mend any wounds once more, and it's not through a way I like to heal. Fortus also is reduced in options. Slade is still heavily damaged and in need of repair. As well, due to our unpreparedness, we could well do...

Brass Stooping down to view he creature himself, he nodded slowly. It was a tough battle with a difficult opponent. "It was a strong creature, a worthy adversary." He quietly sheathed his blade.

Hazrad Nodding to Fortus, he steps over to the falled warforged and drew upon the divine power. He reached down and touched the warforged on the shoulder. Cure Light Wounds on Slade (1d8+2=9)

Hazrad He shrugged, and started climbing down the rope as well. Climb check (1d20=14)