faealchemist

Had a Pathfinder session tonight. (Other obligations and last minute occurrences put the campaign on hold for a bit.) Remembered to brush up on the rules for weapon runes, forgot to brush up on the rules for disease. Last minute prepped a shop with runes for sale, some thematic but irrelevant equipment, and a service to transfer runes for the party for cash to bypass the crafting check. The smith also identified their cold steel warhammer for them, as they were considering selling it. After looking at its stats, the Thaumaturge decided to use it in place of their gaff.

Then the party went to face the enemies who handed their arses to them last time, and secured a pretty clean kill. Unnervingly, this puts them right next to the next level of the dungeon, when they still have 1/3 of the experience to the next character level remaining.

Earlier I nearly asked someone if lighter fluid is tasty... Which is honestly a weird question, even for us. But y'know... it seems like it should be tasty?

I don't know why I have particularly strong kin instincts for our system, but it sure does result in some strange trains of thought.