Vertigo

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

There's some unfortunate timing at play here, ha. I'll be gone for the rest of the week due to a convention, so won't be able to write until Monday. That does still give at least a few days for me to jump in after I'm back though! Just don't wait for me before then.

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I'm almost tempted to have Mariel be most concerned with the newest party member and to roll in insight into what, if anything she is up to. :D

@Abstract Proxy

Garnet would argue she's too small to be up to anything, nothing to see here at all!

That is to say, do it.

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That's a dirty 20 on perception!

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I imagine Garnet isn't terribly concerned about the map, but she would likely take a look around to see if anything else stands out to her as interesting and, uh--- acquisition-worthy. Should I roll for that instead?

Also heads up, will be gone for the rest of the week, but can resume writing next week!

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Right, hullo, looks like some of you know me already :P I've played a bunch of 5E but am pretty new to PF2E - played a couple of one shots, mostly, so bear with me if I got some questions every now and again. Tanraeth is indeed a Kitsune Gunslinger, but he spends most of his time masquerading as a noble elf, so that's what your characters will likely get to know him as. He hails all the way from the royal court, but is on the run under a false name atm. He's absolutely fine with it. Or so he says, but you know, you should never trust a fox. Pic of current (elf) appearance.

I love different kinds of character dynamics, and look forward to what kind of shenanigans we all get into!

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Silje barely had the time to marvel at Gerard and Collette getting out of the truck and holding their own against the sharks — Collette even turned one of them into some sort of reversed flame salmon, burning it from the inside out! — when shit hit the fan, and a big shark hit the RV. It felt like the entire world tilted, and had Silje not tethered her feet atop the vehicle like she was so used to doing by now, she'd likely been knocked right off it, straight into the maws of the hungry predators.

Somewhere below, she heard the desperate cries of the man she'd seen inside the RV, before he was unceremoniously cut off. Hopefully due to a reason other than dying. They probably needed him around for questions and stuff. In her peripheral vision, she could see Kali(?!) of all people heading towards him. Probably to relieve him of his earthly possessions, which he longer needed, or to kill him again for shouting too loud.

By the Earthmother, Siljeee!

Oh, right, the whole being about to be eaten thing.

Don't worry, Valpal, this is all according to—

A familiarly bright purple beam burst worth from her childhood friend's direction, cutting straight through the two smaller sharks. They fell apart like sliced fish, and Silje abruptly realized she was hungry, and also that she was glad to have friends.

Morden warned them of an explosion — a silly concept, explosions were at their best when they came unexpected — then aimed for the large shark's face. Silje felt the RV, which was quickly being chewed through, jolt in the shark's grasp from the impact. Morden had the right idea. But not the right tools.

Silje did.

Hastily, she fell on all fours on top of the truck, pushing her hands into the mist she'd covered the truck with to call the sharks to her. She started to churn it, its colours mixing, brightening, turning into an unstable, pulsating stream that flowed across the RV, down into the parts already chewed and ingested.

And she was not about to give a warning for the explosion that was to follow.

What she did do, was prepare herself. The second the mist burst, she'd turn the tether under her feet into a propelling force instead — and let herself be yeeted far away from the carnage that was about to follow.

The landing? Well. She hadn't planned quite that far ahead yet.

P2e - Threshold of Knowledge

Any chance to be added to the wait list? With a Gunslinger, preferably, if a class matters at this point.

Planescape: Search for Tir na Og

Got a quick one in. Please bear with me as I slowly try to establish some sort of logic with Garnet's accent.

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A more astute Goblin would've likely noticed the suspicion hurled her way, used to such reactions as her kind were — alas, Garnet didn't even know what astute meant. Especially not when there was ice cream to distract her. She was rocking back and forth on her heels as she waited, careless if impatient, neck strained to peer up at the hag and her many delicious tubs. Idly, she wondered if she should've asked for salmon flavour instead.

Behind her, the group she'd injected herself into was discussing leaving. Garnet paid them no mind, until one of them addressed her directly. It was the ice cream offerer guy! He was offering stuff again, except this time it was advice, which Garnet didn't need. He'd lost money, and she'd gotten free ice cream, so really, who should've been giving advice to who?

"Ya can sug'est anythin', yea!" she shouted up at the guy, a little louder than was probably necessary — but from her perspective, his head was high enough that it had to be windy and difficult to hear anything up there.

She grinned, wide, the tips of her ears twitching. "Dou't am gon' fol'ow it tho!"

Upon getting her ice cream and hearing what the group's destination was, she did proudly declare, however: "But! I am gon' fo'low y'als, so lead t'e way!"

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@Vertigo Sure you don't want to get a small post up before the next DM post? Up to you.

@XxFellsingxX

I'm fine either way! Got time to write again tomorrow so can toss up a post then, but no need to wait for me if you wanna get an update up sooner.