HIGHLANDER'S REALM ("D&D" FORUM RPG)

I like this child. I smile, walk over to her and tell her: "Don't worry, Agnelia, everything's fine. You've been a great help. And you put yourself at risk for people you didn't know. Not everybody would have done that."

While attempting to help the others build a little fireplace, I continue talking: "And you don't know what amnesia is? Hm, likely an effect of the amnesia... Well, it means having lost one's memory, partially or completely. I don't think it usually has anything to do with one's ears, though. I was just born this way. Although, come to think of it, it's of course possible I was once an elf, and someone cut off my ears or transformed me into a human, and I forgot about it due to amnesia. It's not very likely, mind you, but not impossible. Hm..."
My voice slowly turns into unintelligible mumbling as my thoughts start drifting away.

Leara's skin is a very dark blue. Her cheeks are dark to the point of almost being black. One eye is green and the other is brown, and her hair is silver. It's long and messy and she keeps it tied into a pony tail. It's her ears that give her away as being an elf. Though during the fight with the wolves or with the brigands, there is a strong chance Aldus might have thought her eyes were red, if he was paying attention. She's tall, much taller than the typical elf. Indeed, she stands nose to nose with many humans, standing at 5' 9". Also, it's not obvious at the moment being dressed for winter, but her muscles are very well toned. Now, it's quite a thing, this. It's rather obvious this description, except for the mismatched eyes, could apply to a quarter of all Drow women. So, it might behoove to describe her slouching posture, which she adopted to seem less threatening to surface folk, and which always seems to vanish at the promise of combat. Then there are her her long, well defined fingers, well suited to playing a musical instrument. Also, the very tip is missing off of one those ears; not much, and not noticeable, but you'll see it if you look. A lute shares space with a sack dangling from her shoulders.

"Wolf meat, my friend, is tough and gamey. Rather rough on the teeth, I fear. Quite poetic, I'm afraid:

"The mighty lupine hunter is brought lo!
Devoured by his intended prey!
With gnashing teeth and snapping bones
He fell to the mightier hunter, this day!

"Wait a minute! You humans are supposed to have taboos about eating wolf meat! And I'm sorry, she says she's hunted wolves before, but she doesn't know what amnesia is because of the amnesia? Does amnesia work like that? And mines? She remember her name? She doesn't own shoes. She remembers an awful lot for someone with amnesia."

Leara turns briefly to Agnelia, "Oh, I'm sorry. If you don't want to talk about what happened, I'm not going to ask you to. You don't have to pretend. Just point the way and I'll give a good lickin' to whoever left a kid out in the cold." But there's one thing Leara can't wrap her head around. "No, shoes...Aren't you cold?"

d20? I rolled a 13. I didn't see a wis mod on my character sheet.

If my survival skill says (+6)Survival(1) do I add 1 or 6 to my roll? And then do I add the same +wis modifier as I get for saving throws on top of that? Or a different amount? Or is the wis modifier included in that +6 already?

My base roll is a 19, but I have no idea how your skill system works.




"Um, apple is fine, thank you."
I touch my finger to my lower lip and look at the sky. "I think my memory is fine. I guess I wouldn't know if it wasn't though..."

"Thank you! Thank you! You're too kind!"

"I don't have a problem with the taste. It's how tough the meat is. It's like eating old shoe leather." Leara turns to Agnelia. "Let me tell you what it's like to be missing a memory. It's like having the answer to a question but not being able to find it. You know that something is there but you can't grasp it. Now, there is a type of amnesia where you don't experience that, but people usually don't recover from that kind. And anyway, you seem alert, focused and in reasonably good health...aside from the fact that you're covered in blood. You'd be in a very different condition, I think, if you had that kind of amnesia. But I'm just prattling on. I understand if you don't want to talk about it. I know all about not wanting to talk about things."

"No, dear. You're covered in blood. You need a bath. We probably all need baths."

"I like blood," I say as if it were the most normal thing in the world.

Without waiting for any further response, I lay down in the snow and go to sleep.

(I'm having flashbacks to The Highlander's Tomb. What's it with creepy children in your forum games, Seiromem?)


"We should probably try to bandage up our wounds as best as we can before we go to sleep. After that, I'll gladly take first watch, though. Mind if I call in a little help?"
Assuming the remaining two turns of the cooldown have passed by now, I cast Chaotic Summon to have someone(?) to keep watch together with me.

My Chaotic Magic roll is a 91.

Edit: I'll take a medicine check to tend to Leara's wounds as well. I rolled a 16, which makes for a total score of 18.

Did you guys get extra skill points from an event in the game, or did I misinterpret the OP? I only started with four skill points.