bluegargantua

Hi,

( In which, Adjo stalks the city like a tiger. )

later
Tom

Hi,

( In which, Adjo laments the shortcomings of hanging out with People of Action. )

later
Tom

Hi,

( In which, Adjo is happy. )

later
Tom

Hey,

( In which, Adjo redecorates Brawl's interior )

NOTES: Tough fight for Taras, who generated over 500 hp via healing surges before getting killed. Stinking Cloud is a wonderful spell and now that it's not undead all day, every day, I can actually use it to full efficiency.

Also, Adjo got some magical boots that "are powered by fire". They let him teleport and it deals damage to people standing next to him when he leaves. I like to think they look like the boots on the left.

later
Tom

Hi,

( In which Adjo feels a certain kinship with the mighty whale. Also, we skip over some boring stuff. )

[NOTES: At one point, 4 of the 5 PCs present were unconscious and making death saves. It was the closest we've come to a TPK since I've started gaming with this group. It's also the first time I've seen anyone get a 20 on their death save and rally from unconsciousness.

Quite frankly, Adjo should've bit it. After he went unconscious, the skeletal bodyguard stepped up to administer the coup de grace. I was down far enough that he was certain to finish me off. He rolled a 1. Then Alanna got her consecrated ground in position which got me on my feet (well, woke me up to try and thunderwave them back and crawl pitifully about to stay in the consecrated ground). Obviously god loves an asshole.]

later
Tom

(It appears as though this section of the journal has had a couple of pages torn out. There are dried, crusty yellow-brown stains on the nearby pages. The writing picks up again a couple of pages on.)

The Day of Unremitting Horror. We shall never speak of it.

Apparently everyone else went to a birthday party or something.

[NOTES: I ran the game and so Adjo sat out whilst the other PCs where whisked away to the Glorious City State of Kaiin in the Dying Earth universe and were forced to go hunting for the egg of a mythic/extinct animal for a birthday crepe. It seemed to go ok. Adjo fought Snot Hounds and Gakesh in their absence.]

later
Tom

Hey,

After a brief hiatus for high-level play, it's back to Adjo and the Stormcrows.

( In which, Adjo has an epidermal encounter... )

[NOTES: Just a brutal, brutal fight. Adjo's just about out of healing surges and he burned through all his big spells. The skinjobs just overwhelmed him. Next week, I'm running the game to give the GM a break on his birthday. I'm hoping that goes well.]

later
Tom

Hi,

( In which, Adjo wishes he'd done a bit better in gym class. )

[Note: Adjo will be on a brief hiatus while the group does a brief 2-3 session high level game to see what all the fuss is about. I'm thinking of playing a Droll Ranger. Droll is part Drow, part Gnoll all badass. I'll let you know how it goes.]

later
Tom

Hi,

No time to write.

Here's the short version.

I've been shot. Twice.

Each time I've been shot into a fast-flowing river that plunges over a waterfall.

The second time I went over the falls.

Feather fall landed me safely on a ledge near some stairs back up to the top.

I ran back upstairs to find a pair of ogres pounding us into snot.

My brilliant plan to dispose of the ogres hinged on me actually casting a spell. Since that seems to be impossible for some reason, I'm now wet, cold, tired and about to become a smear on the cavern floor.

The Most Bitter Smear in the Underdark
Adjo

Hi,

( In which, Adjo stays in the box. )

later
Tom