We will have to convert this stuff to actual Audalis pages.  Most everything here has been discussed in depth, and can absolutely be considered canon.

Ibotta tho.  I'm at >>>$96.72<<< right now.  I cahsed out a hundred bucks at the beginning of this freaking MONTH.

I've cashed out $200 this year in part time use... gotten serious of late, about to cash out ANOTHER hundred. 

I expected Eol to be super slow to post, seeing as how he's out of town.  I expected a little more reaction all around.

Then again, Brom did mention being buried, himself.

KDXart - are you in or are you out?  Please check my PM.

Sily, silly, silly.

Where the heck **IS** everybody?  Things were rolling along, several other games seemed to be updating regularly, as did my own. 

We just hit a majorly anticipated spot in the story in Hidden Corruption, and I don't think all of the players have even READ it.  My threads I posted to yesterday are still int he top five. 

Hello?  **taps mic**  Is this thing on?

Too much dilly dallying.  Post coming!

No worries.  I'm sure that I shared it at some point, but that was umpteen Q&A pages ago, and I haven't stuck things to the front page of the Q&A like I do for Trek.

I do not reveal exact hit points lost or current hit point totals, since there is no realistic way to look at something and say "that's a 3 HP wound". 

Instead, I use the following approximate scale.  Note that again, this is not an exact thing. Know that characters with more total HP have larger categories - for instance, a warrior with 26 HP can take a 12 HP blow and still be fully in the fight, while a 10 HP mage would be down and dying, even had me been unscathed prior to that hit.  I might call that a "serious" wound on a warrior, but a "mortal" wound on the mage.  Again, exact lines are fuzzy.

Undamaged / healthy / hale and hearty
Lightly wounded
Moderately wounded
Seriously wounded
Criticaly wounded
Mortally wounded (i.e. bleeding to death)
Dead

Two week gap!  I'll get a post up for whoever is gonna play. 

I'm gonna have to do another post.  I've found a couple of other nifty ways to save some cash.

You have indeed survived.  Gib and Aranwen both lost consciousness (i.e. were reduced to negative hit points) but have been stabilized by Cedric. 

Status update for the various party members:

Health:
Ch'dau - serious wounds
Aranwen - critical wounds
Gib - critical wounds
Kithran - critical wounds
Midge - moderate wound
Cedric - moderate wounds

Magic:
Midge has four mana points remianing.

Cedric is down four 1st level spells and one bonus light spell.   AKA, he can still cast one more 1st level spells (plus a light), and three second level spells.

Gib has his full compliment of divine magic.

Take it that means you approve?

In a fair world, a just world, bards would sing songs of moments such as this.  Of moments when hope was lost, when the unfeeling, unblinking hate of true, unfettered evil would grind inexorably on... only to be opposed by those of true belief, those bound in honor and friendship and courage - no matter the odds or the price. 

But instead, this true and faithful few stood alone in the oppressive darkness, surrounded by the crush of the restless dead... and who bore witness?  Did even the eyes of the gods themselves see their struggle?  If despair clenched at their hearts, who could blame them?

Ch'dau lashed out, nearly splitting a zombie in half... but did it matter?  Even as he swung mightily, another drove into his flank, cracking a mighty rib or two from the force.

Gib lashed out wildly, the strength to even hold his shield aloft nearly gone.  As his blade glanced ineffectually off of a zombie's forearm, the priest could see the Grand Halls beyond.  It was nearly time.

Kithran sidestepped, lashed out, then was driven to the ground as the walking corpse she fought tackled her.  Pinned beneath its rotting weight, she struggled, shouted, wriggled, though her strength, too, faded rapidly...

Two of the burning zombies fell to the ground... but were replaced by others. 

Aranwen slashed, nearly removed a zombie's leg.  Sidestepped another, ripsosted beatifully, laid its flank open... then was struck from the side.  Staggered, fell to a knee as the darkness of night was replaced by pinpicks of light, then gray, then darkness...

Gib cried out, bashed with his shield, moved towards his falling comrade... then he, too, was struck a telling blow.  The last thing Moreno was aware of was the ringing in his ears...

Cedric called to his god for aid, moved to his comrades' sides, knowing that whatever aid he could administer would not be enough...

Ch'dau roared in pain and frustration and anger and fury.  He dimly recognized that his dagger was gone, but continued to lay about with falcatta and claws and fangs, trying the impossible of protecting his fallen comrades. 

Midge was forced to drop his concentration on the swam and drive a zombie back with his staff, though the cidal had no illusions of winning the fight...

Kithran struggled, feeling the life go out of her body, refusing to let it slip away, stabbing, stabbing the weight above...

As he fought wearily, Ch'dau became aware of an odd chanting sound, one unfamiliar to him.  Struggling as he was to stay alive, the Kazari was unable to pay much attention to the fact that his fur was standing on end... at least, not until the thunderclap sounded, throwing him to the ground. 

As he scrambled to his feet, Ch'dau blinked several times, trying to find his bearings, trying to eliminate the green ball in front of his retinas that had been caused by the lightning bolt striking the ground mere feet away.  A woman shouted, and a half dozen of the zombies that had not been utterly destroyed by the lightning were simply... changed... to mere ash before his eyes.  Another shout, this from a man, and a large form was crashing into the rear of the drastically reduced undead. 

As the green faded away, Ch'dau realized the man seemed familiar. 

Garn!  From the Inn!

A crystal voice rang out.  "Destroy them all!"  The woman... Davena!

With the reinforcements, the tide turned dramatically.  Through the blessings of Solanis, Cedric was able to keep Aranwen and Gib alive.  Kithran stuggled from beneath the corpse of the zombie she had slain.  Ch'dau, Garn, and Davena dispatched the few remaining undead. 

Some how, some way... the comanions had survived.

...it's been a crazy week.  Was also hoping that KDXart would post again. 

Post coming.

I shall hold my update until after your post.

Does anyone else have anything to contriute?  I figure the melee fighters are gonna melee. 

Gib is not going to cast, but fight. 

Any spell strategy for Cedric/Midge?

...not trying to drag this out, but I hate to autocalc a battle like this.  I want you all to have input as to exactly how your characters will behave.  If you can, please try to give me a few rounds worth of info - i.e. you'll fight all out unless X happens.  You'll cast heal spells if Y happens, or rely on offensive spells/sling instead, and so on and so forth.

Raven - Cedric has one more ball of flame to throw, if you so choose. 

KDXart - I had Midge cast Summon Swarm instead of Magic Missile, as you do not know the latter (and are a conjurer who cannot learn it).  If you object... I'm sorry.  Your direct damage spells are burning hands (must be in melee) and summon swarm. You have maintained it for two rounds, causing damage to three zombies eash round.

Guys, you thinned their numbers, but it is getting grim.

Health:
Ch'dau - moderate wounds
Aranwen - critical wounds
Gib - moderate wounds
Kithran - serious wounds
Midge - moderate wound
Cedric - moderate wounds

Magic:
Midge has four mana points remianing.

Cedric is down two 1st level spells and one bonus light spell.   AKA, he can still cast three more 1st level spells (plus a light), and three second level spells.

The battle priest called out, "The tactical retreat isn't working, there are too many! Aranwen, call a full retreat. We cannot withstand this onslaught further." However, Aranwen had other thoughts. 

The Bladesinger shook her head. "We will not survive a retreat" she replied to Gib. Raising her voice to be heard clearly above the din of battle, Aranwen called out "Ch'dau to the front! Midge and Cedric, drop back when he arrives! Gib and I will cover you."

A brief glimpse was shared among the party members as the unspoken understanding was shared that this would be their stand.  They would fight here, and they would prevail - or they would die.  The mindless, unfeeling enemy would give no quarter... nor would they accept or even recognize it.

Ch'dau carefully placed the still motionless form of Kithran on the ground, leaning her against a tree.  Then with a fierce prayer and an even more fierce roar, the Kazari lept into the fray.

The huge body bowled into zombies, helping to clear a path for Midge to withdraw.  Ch'dau snarled and layed about with his blades, opening great wounds on two zombies.

Meanwhile, the diminutive spellcaster took his opening as an opportunity to cast.  The incantation was familiar - it was, after all, his best offensive spell - but this time, the swam of stinging insects would be positioned to only harass the enemy, and not impact his allies.  Within moments, three zombies began to have flesh devoured by the crawling doom thus summoned.

Gib sidestapped, slashed, dropped a zombie to the ground.  Cedric called out to Solanis for aid, then tossed his ball of flame directly into the chest of a zombie, which then caught fire - though it pressed forward, heedless of its own burning flesh.  A second blob of flame missed its target, but still managed to set another undead on fire.

Aranwen whirled with deadly efficiency, leaving two more of the undead on the ground. 

For a moment, hope swelled.  Surely, no matter the numbers, the companions were more than a match to the likes of these slow, shuffling abominations?

And then, then undead crashed anew into the companions.  Aranwen received a particularly telling blow, staggering her.  The Bladesinger kept her feet, though largely due to force of will and training alone.  Ch'dau felt a solid impact of his own, as did Gib. 

Slumped agianst the tree, Kithran saw the pair approach.  Slowly, yes... but relentlessly.  Their unseeing eyes somehow taking her in, the rogue felt icy terror grip her heart as she realized that her companions, locked in mortal combat, would not see in time to save her life. 

And then, her left hand twitched.  Then the right.  And in a moment, the paralysis was gone, giving the little rogue a chance to leap to her own aid.  A blow caught the side of her head, causing her ear to ring, but in a mimicry of Ch'dau, she snarled and drove her blades into a zombie, slumping it into the mud. 

Welp, I guess I'm gonna just post, anyway.

Waiting on clarification from KDX...

Nice!

Thou art my hero - I am now fully bonusfied.  Thanks much!

$2.50 doesn't sound like a lot, but that stuff adds up... I'm about to withdraw my second $100 of the year. 

For online shopping in ibotta - you have to open the store you want to use directly from ibotta; that way, it passes the referral ID. 

For brick and mortar - you either scan a QR code or barcode on your receipt, or you take photos in the ibotta app... it depends on the merchant and how they print receipts.

I expect it didn't notify me that you had signed up since you used the email you had used in your account before (i.e. you aen't "new").

Haha, no worries. 

Yo, last day to hekp out your old buddy, old buddy, old pal with his shot at this bonus thing!

Real post is in progress, just taking a bit with work and whatnot.  Sorry!