Raising the Child, and an Interruption. (DM Matt) Wednesday February 12th, 2003 11:31:05 AM
The Emerald Talons begin their search for an appropriate cleric to raise the child, but after a bit of investigation, find it might take quite a bit of time to locate one of sufficeint power within the small, rebuilding community. Time being a restraint, they purchase a scroll to acomplish the job, the cleric (Bertram or Milo?) readies himself to begin the spell.
Someone purchase the scroll in the Catacombs, keep it purchased legit and stuff :). Everyone take 4,000gp from the loot (Ill let you handle the 'owed money' amongst yourselves). Ill assume the remainder of the 2000 (after the scroll) is given to the families of those children the Talons had no chance of saving.
Whoever is casting it (I assume Bertram) post your casting, then you'll have to email ACDM Anthony to resolve the 'negotiations'.
The casting begins midafternoon, everyone within their temporary home, waiting for the cleric to finish his petition. A knock at the door startles everyone, except the cleric striving to free the girls soul. Opening the door, its a young human man, almost boy. He has short chopped blonde hair, and an inexperienced look to him. He wears simple clothes, though a shortsword is sheathed at his side. Glancing at those who answer, "I need to speak with K'Nara Illutu." He stumbles with her name slightly, and stands looking between each member, waiting for an answer. K'Nara is visible to him, and he makes no sign of noticing her.
Brother Bertram d20+4=21 Wednesday February 12th, 2003 8:34:37 PM
Bertram lays a hand upon the child and reads from the prepared scroll, the liquid syllables pouring from somewhere inside him, the strange words surprising even him. He felt a strange warmth coming from the hand laying upon the child's breast. As the words died away he sent a prayer to Domi and Gargul. "Grant me this request God of mine and God of the afterlife, Hear my plea and save this child's life!"
Milo Wednesday February 12th, 2003 8:56:40 PM
With a look that could stone a basilisk, Milo moves over to where Bertram is preparing to perform the raise dead prayer, and drawing his short sword, turns facing away from the dwarf cleric and his charge, and stands guard over the entire proceedings. "In the name of Pantheon, none shall interrupt these proceedings, so shall I swear." Though the tone is quite serious, the effect is somewhat ceremonial as the halfling Justicar takes a knee and props his short sword, ready for action.
Olana Thursday February 13th, 2003 2:04:48 AM
Olana raises a finger to her lips as the stranger enters. 'Shhhh.....' she whispers, gesturing for the young man to be still.
((Matt - my apologies, I'm going to be away till Sunday))
Lian Thursday February 13th, 2003 3:02:13 AM (Prior to the ritual starting, Lian seemed very curious about the childs body, asking the clerics about vital points and exactly how death occured... he states to his cleric friends that he's very interested in the humanoid form and he's studying it slowly)
Lian watches his friends performing the ritual from a sitting, cross-legged position in the corner of the room. He sits very still, very alert.
Then, as the young man enters, his head snaps over to look at him with a very stony stare, not unlike Milo's. With a single, fluid movement, Lian is on his feet and at the door to meet the youth. He urges him back out of the room into the hall. "Quiet young one! All in good time." The monks expression calms and speaks quite low. "I am Lian Siannodel, monk of the Emerald Talons."
Brother Bertram Thursday February 13th, 2003 2:29:57 PM
Suddenly Bertram begins talking, more mumbling than anything. His body stiffens and sweat breaks out on his forehead. Curiously, he seems to be speaking to someone very emotionally. All the while his hand never leaves the child's breast.
Ingrge Thursday February 13th, 2003 6:49:14 PM
Watching the raising very quietly, Ingrge raises an eyebrow as the stranger enters and asks for K'nara. Walking up to the young man along with Lian Ingrge takes the other side of the visitor and after Lian introduces himself, Ingrge whispers in the lads ear. " In order to speak with K'nara you must be checked for certain things, so I am going to cast a spell upon you to make sure you are safe. If that is agreeable then nod your head. If you are not agreeable, Know that our leader has a bit of a temper and is very good with that sword."
Maloray Thursday February 13th, 2003 7:16:35 PM
The half-elf sits on a cot near the Raise Dead process, watching with interest to see if the ceremony is successful, and with more than a little curiosity as to the religious practices of the Westerners.
When the newcomer arrives, Maloray looks up, but the other Talons seem to have the situation well under control, so he remains sitting, albeit splitting his attention between the ceremony and the front door.
ACDM Anthony : The Reserection Thursday February 13th, 2003 10:51:30 PM
Bertram lays a hand upon the child and reads from the prepared scroll, the liquid syllables pouring from somewhere inside him, the strange words surprising even him. He felt a strange warmth coming from the hand lying upon the child's breast. As the words died away he sent a prayer to Domi and Gargul. "Grant me this request God of mine and God of the afterlife, Hear my plea and save this child's life! Gargul please grant this request for a humble petitioner. The child has worth, if not to the gods, then to the family. The life's cord was cut short by sons of evil. We have taken those lives and offer them to you, Lord, but only you can save this one we plead for. Again please grant this humble plea!" ---------------------------------------------------
You find yourself in a small one room cottage. To the side of the room a straw pallet sits and a savory soup bubbles over the fire. Near the fire, back to you is a large man stirring the soup. Sitting in a huge wooden chair warn to fit the large man is a small being, more troll like than anything else except that he is at the most 2 feet tall. He sits playing with a wooden child's toy humming contentedly until he notices you. Suddenly upon seeing you he leaps up from the chair and runs to your side. Bowing deeply he squeaks. "Master the priest is here." With that he crosses and sits in front of the chair. The large man stands, knees cracking and crosses to the chair, with out sitting he looks you up and down. He is a most normal looking old man except his eyes. His gray eyes look as if all the secrets of the universe have parade in front of them and he has found them beautiful and boring. Finally sitting he sighs and speaks.
"You are here to ask for the life of the girl to be extended. Here you are having used the magic of the universe to travel here and ask this question but I have a question for you. Why should THIS girl above all others be granted more time. What about all the other parents that must bid goodbye every single day to their children? What makes this girl so special that you wish me to reorder the universe just so she may have more time?"
Drumming his wrinkled fingers on the edge of the chair you see the weathered tattoo of the open eye on the back of his hand.
Bertram bows then slowly forms a response, letting his mind sort possible answers. "My Lord, I would say that I agree with you about the value of the life of the child. She is probably no more special than any other child born to this world. Her parents have no special pain that another parent would not feel as well, in this I agree with you. With you permission, I would offer a few reasons why I feel that her life, and our requests are worthy. Her life was taken from her with no wrong-doing on her part. While this is not anything new in this world, I do feel it is a circumstance that is truly tragic. I would also offer up that we sent her killers to you within moments of the deed. I would ask that you consider their foul souls in exchange for the life of this one innocent child. Also, while other parents lose children daily, they perhaps did not have someone to appeal to you. At least give the child's case some consideration, for simply the fact we cared enough to ask. If our sorrow at her death has no meaning to you, then at least consider it for our temerity in asking. Boldness in this world does not always bode good intentions but I know that you are able to see that we do this simply to better an already, pain-filled world. I appeal to you to do it, not just because it would make myself and my companions happy, but two heart-broken parents absolutely besides themselves with joy. They did not deserve this to happen to them, no more than the child did." Bertram looks somewhat pale and distraught as he argues his case, he hesitates then the looks the god straight in the eye, a tiny tear sliding down his cheek.
"With your indulgence, God of the Afterlife I have but one other thing to offer for the child's life; My own. If the gods will not save this child because it is a tragic tale that deserves to be retold, then do it for my soul in the place of the child. Surely for a God this is something that can be accomplished. You ask why should she be saved? I believe she deserves it, but I am a simple Dwarf, but as you can see, one with strong convictions and willing to put his life on the line to prove it to you. I know not anything else I may offer Great One, but if it is necessary I will bid my friends farewell and smile doing it, knowing I saved that child's life."
Bertram bows again signaling he is done and waits for an answer.
The Old man leans back looking you up and down for a moment and then in a deep gravely voice and a slight smile says...
"For THAT the deal may be struck. Your soul is mine."
With lighting fast reflexes he flashes out and grabs your small fist in his huge hands. Looking deep into your eyes you feel the burning of life all through your body, but mostly in your clenched fist. Shivering and shaking the feeling rushes all through out your body. This is what it must be like to die.
Finally the feeling has ended and upon opening your eyes you see the old man leaning back in his chair, ruffling the small creature's hair as it sits and plays on the floor in front of the chair. The gravely voice speaks again.
The Old Man smiles again and speaks. "You have much to learn, but you have time and I will teach you, after all you are mine now."
Without thinking you stumble out the only thing you can think of...."Am I dead now?"
The Old Man and the small creature stare at you for a moment as if you had suddenly sprouted green warts and then they both suddenly begin laughing. Long, loud, laughs full of the most pure Joy you have ever heard.
"Oh for the love of destiny..... Will you mortals never learn.... What good are you to me dead? If you are on the other side then how will your soul be of any use to me what so ever? I am the God of Life and Death. I am the force keeping the Shadow Realms from eating the Wold alive. I am the way of life and the path of death. I am the gate not the afterlife. This is how you will begin to be of use to me. You will return to the Wold and continue to serve my friend the Noble Domi. You will also serve me. Should you choose to worship me, well that is your choice, but you will do these things.
One you will serve me in all things dealing with life and death. You will suffer no abominations to walk the Wold. The undead, the soul-less, or the troubled.
Two you will suffer none to elongate their natural life spans by magic or other wise unless granted by me.
Three you will educate the people that I am not the afterlife but the gate to that place. I do not keep the souls of the dead but rather make sure that they find their ultimate ending place and that they are given the chance to return in another life should they wish it.
Four, this girl you return with is your responsibility. You have bought her a life, now you must see that she uses it well. That she is educated in all things and that she has all the opportunities she could wish for. You will also see that she learns generosity, kindness, humility, and responsibility. She is your charge, responsibility, pupil and child. In this you will serve me.
Now open your hand and look at my mark and return with the girl.
Opening you hand you see on your palm, the open eye of Gargul tattooed there. Red and staring. Endless. Suddenly you feel your self sucked back into reality and you open your eyes to see all your friends standing about. The girl breathes, once, again, and again. Opening her eyes you see the girl lives, and there on the back of her hand is a new scar. If you turn your head just right it looks like an open staring eye.
OOC: Well played 100 exp. DM Matt please e-mail me. gargulwanders@classicnet.net
Lian Friday February 14th, 2003 1:21:14 AM
Lian waits outside in the hall with the newcomer and Ingrge.
"It is alright young one. This spell of Ingrges will not harm you." The monk looks at the boy. "There are many that would like to see the Talons fail in all endevours my young friend, it is just a precaution. You have my word, NOTHING unfortunate will happen to you." The glances at his mage companion.
Shes Alive!!! (DM Matt) Friday February 14th, 2003 1:51:48 AM
The young man nods quietly as several of the talons quiet him, and send him out the door. He obviously seems confused by the defensive nature the talons put up, but complies and listens to their orders. "But K'Nara IS here?" he asks, as he waits in the hallway for Ingrge to cast whatever spell he is readying.
The rest of the talons witness Bertram blink a few times his mind returning to the here and now, just as the young girl gasps, her lungs filling with air and her chest expanding under Bertram's palm.
Im briefly going to lift the one post limit, to expland out and not have to wait to answer questions people might. So while talking to/questioning/torturing? the man, and finishing up with the Raising, posts as you see fit.
Milo d20+5=15 Friday February 14th, 2003 2:04:30 AM
With a look of joy, Milo jumps up. "HE DID IT!" Then trying to recall what little he knows of religions beyond his own, Milo looks upon Bertram with respect, "To whom were you speaking Bertram? Your lips formed words, but we could not hear them. Tell me of your experience, for I want to understand the ways of the gods better." Milo sheaths his sword, and sits cross-legged, waiting, hoping to learn from the more experienced cleric. (OOC: Made a knowledge - religion check DC 15. Don't think it is enough to be knowledgable in this situation.)
Lian d20+5=23 Friday February 14th, 2003 7:01:26 AM
The monk hears Milo's exclaimation and peaks back inside.
"Was there a possibility that it would not work?!" He askes inquisitively.
"Oh yes, and K'Nara, the boy would like to speak with you. Do you want to speak with him?" Looking at the boy. (Sense Motive on boy 23)
Ingrge Sunday February 16th, 2003 4:58:27 PM
seeing that the boy is a bit confused and nervous, tells Ingrge all he needs to know making a few quick motions, Ingrge lets a few small motes of magic light flicker up and over the boys body and then dismisses them. Looking back in, he smiles as the girl moves with life and then looking at his friend, nods. "Bertram my friend, I owe you a few tankards for wht you just did. Thank You."
Brother Bertram Sunday February 16th, 2003 9:28:05 PM
Bertram looks around, awareness slowly penetrating to his clouded mind. Seeing the child breathing he smiles softly, then turns over the hand that was on the girl and regards the mark there. As he regards it he nods once as if confirming something. Hearing his name called he turns and looks to Milo. At the question his brow furrows. "I spoke to the God Gargul, Milo. He allowed us to stop the girl's soul from passing on. It is truly a miracle. As for what it was like? It was strange beyond the telling, but yet at the same time, the surroundings were most mundane. It was truly strange and wondrous, and yes. even joyous. Let me start at the beginning." Bertram holds the hand of the young child as he begins to relate the story .
(OOC Bertram fill the others in on the conversation with Gargul. He seems uncomfortable speaking of Gargul's requirements of him but does relay the information)
Maloray Sunday February 16th, 2003 11:53:13 PM
Seeing the girl convulse, her small form drawing air again, her eyes slowly flutter open, Maloray is filled with a deep sense of wonder. What is this power? Where does it come from? The Owl Spirit could never return the dead to life...could he?
Suddenly the half-elf is filled with a deep sense of doubt. What if his father could have been returned to life? Is it possible that he can still be? Is his quest to find his mother a worthy one, given the awesome display he's just seen?
Maloray smiles as the young girl grins weakly at Bertram, but his thoughts are troubled. He turns to size up the stranger, mainly to redirect his thoughts to less confusing matters.
Olana Monday February 17th, 2003 9:33:42 PM
The elf's blue eyes open wide in astonishment and delight. She knew this was a rare thing, a very rare thing, and oh how this community would be the better for it.
Quietly, she listens as Bertram tells the tale of what happened, biting her lip as Gargul is mentioned. What an experience. Perhaps not one she would particularly relish. This was life and death after all, and to say she was not afraid of dying would have been an utter lie. Of course there had been a price to pay, and Bertram had been so brave to offer his own life in the matter.
"Whatever the cost," she says eventually, " I think we should help Bertram to shoulder it."
Talkative Child (DM Matt) Tuesday February 18th, 2003 6:15:50 AM
The young man waits impatiently for the chance to speak with K'Nara, but allows himself to be inspected and subject to whatever spells the wizards deem necessary.
The young girl sits silently holding Bertrams hand as he relays his story, listening intently as he relates the encouynter. "So I was dead?" she asks in amazement. "All I 'member was being with those snakey things, then they dragged me outside. The all of a sudden somefin picked me up, and I was flying. It all went black, then I woke up just a little bit ago."
A little into any discussion, the child starts becoming quite inquisitive, asking all sorts of questions about the group. "So your all really 'venturers? I always wanted to do that when I grow up, but mommy says girls like me aren't supposed to go do that. Me and Becka were learnin anyway, at our secret spot. We were gonna be great venturers some day, even have a magic stick, well I think it is anyway."
She continues to barrage everyone with questions of their adventures, though pestors Olana and K'Nara the most, continually asking how they first started out. She seems almost annoying, but she listens intently and patiently to any answers, trying to absorb whatever information she can.
Milo Tuesday February 18th, 2003 12:17:10 PM
Milo smiles sadly at the girl, "It looks as though you may get your wish child, though I don't think that you know what you're in for." Milo gets up from his religion lesson, and walks over to gaze momentarily at Olana, taking comfort in her presence. Looking over at the door, "If you witch doctors are done with the lad, perhaps he can speak with K'nara." Milo grins at Ingrge mischieviously, ducking behind Olana with a wink.
Figment Tuesday February 18th, 2003 9:04:33 PM
The mage stands by, relieved that the ordeal is over for the child and that his failure to save her has been corrected. He decides not to speak to the child but lets Milo do the talking.
Lian Tuesday February 18th, 2003 10:35:27 PM
When he thinks all is clear, Lian releases the boy and invites him into the room where he can meet K'Nara, leader of the Talons. The monk silently glides over to his corner and practices his Khata excercises. After awhile he removes the scroll from his pack and begins to study it again, periodically mumbling under his breath.
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 18th, 2003 10:54:23 PM
Bertram listens to the child and smiles. His smile grows to a full grin seeing the child pester Olana and K'Nara. His smile slightly seeing the stranger.
Urgent Request (DM Matt) d100=56 Wednesday February 19th, 2003 2:07:29 AM
The young man moves into the room, look over the members of the talons briefly. He glances back and forth between K'Nara and Olana, then after a few moments approaches the human woman.
"Thank goodness I found you. I was skeptical that you would actually be here. I bring an urgent request." Standing up straight, glancing between the other members of the talons quickly, "Oh, forgive me." Positioning himself directly in front of the leader of the talons, he moves his right hand to his side, bringing it forward in a slow circular motion. Clenching his hand into a first before himself, he pulls ito towards himself, placing it against his chest. He looks at K'Nara, awaiting a response.
Ingrge Wednesday February 19th, 2003 7:12:45 AM
Shaking his head silently at the lad's unbelievable pompasity, and the fact that the lad put himself between K'nara and the rest of the Talons, Ingrge moves around to the lad's left side and mutters "Oh come now, No more delay. Let's get on with it. She won't bite. At least not very hard.
Olana Wednesday February 19th, 2003 11:22:11 AM
Olana listens to the girls questions, and asks some of her own, in an attempt to discover if the girl is serious or just playing at it. "Pick a weapon," she offers," whether it be a bow or a spell, you must practice and practice until you can use it in your sleep, for the path you are choosing is fraught with danger."
She stops short, her eyes widening as she notices the boy's hand gesture. Turning to Milo, she wonders if he saw it, too - and registered its meaning.
Milo Wednesday February 19th, 2003 11:26:39 AM
Milo acknowledges Olana's look with an upturned eyebrow, and he turns his attention toward the lad.
K'Nara Wednesday February 19th, 2003 12:48:16 PM
The veteran warrior smiled warmly when she saw that Bertram's appeal had been granted. She was rather indulgent with the child and related that her own father had first taught her the art of the blade, as had his friend after her father had died and then an amazing elf called Gemsmith.
K'Nara's attention was then captured by the interruption of the young man--but when he gave the correct signal of the Tines, she gave the countersign and then nodded to him.
"I am K'Nara, and you are in the presence of the Emerald Talons." she confirmed. "We'll be happy to hear what you have to say...as soon as this little one is reunited with her family..." The tall redhead went on to ask Dak if he'd be kind enough to escort the girl back to her parents and let the folks know that the Talons would see the family later, so that arrangements could be made concerning the girl's future.
"Now..." K'Nara spoke to the newcomer after their host had gone to do what she'd asked of him, "...who are you, young sir, and what brings you here..?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 19th, 2003 2:29:22 PM
Bertram stood. "I will take her myself K'Nara. I am sure there is nothing here that I cannot be filled in on later." Bertram keeps hold of her hand and walks for the door, more content to avoid politics, and even more happy to be with his charge.
(OOC-did we get the child's name anywhere along the way and I miss it? Wasnt sure))
The Request details (DM Matt) Wednesday February 19th, 2003 3:10:41 PM I assume the child's name was said in her many questions to the party Bella takes Bertram's hand as she heads toward the door. "You got to come visit me in the morning, I can show you my training spot!" She gives a big wave to everyone, and exits the door, allowing the dwarven cleric to lead her to her home. As she enters the house, the parents are quite emotional as there dead daughter returns, they hadn't had much hope the raise would actually happen. Bertram is thanked many times, and the parents agree when Bertram mentions the Talons will be stopping by in the morning.As K'Nara had requested Dak tell them Bella hugs Bertram saying a good bye, and heads into the home.
Back at the Talon's housing, the young man explains himself. "My names Terran Thulai, I just recently joined the Tines in their cause. I'm here to ask you for your help. About 3 weeks ago, our leader Caden Tremaine was captured by The Hands of Love. Of course, we quickly launched a rescue mission, recovering him from their hold."
Continuing, "Well after that, he changed. He is obsessed with slaying Parnoth, and even began openly speaking of it. Some of us think he was brainwashed or something, but I don't really know. He was relieved of his position, and placed in a safehouse until they could figure out how to cure him. A few nights ago, he vanished from the library he was staying in, and a book detailing the mythical Ish'gara tree open by his bed." Pausing briefly, he continues onto his request, "Its beleived hes seeking this tree to make use of its supposed magical properties. We were hoping you would assist us in bringing Caden back, before we lose track of him, or he gets himself killed attempting his obsession."
Ingrgre Wednesday February 19th, 2003 7:21:22 PM
Listening to the lad, Ingrge motions in disgust. "I swear that man is captured more often that a group of adventurers called the Misfits, that I once heard of." Quieting down he listens to K'nara's response and questions before adding a few of his own.
Lian Thursday February 20th, 2003 2:49:37 AM
The monk rarely responds to anything that is said. He continues to study his scroll and meditates awhile. However, he listens to everything that is said about the Tines and The Hands of Love.
"The Hands of Love... that name is familiar. Several of them were killed by Martauos worshippers, were they not?"
K'Nara d20=4 Thursday February 20th, 2003 12:01:52 PM
The human bladesinger sighed and shook her cauled head.
"Tremaine does, indeed, seem to get himself into more trouble than we do." she commented with a deprecating smile. "However, I don't like that he seems to have changed--especially after having been in the company of the likes of the Hands of Love." She rubbed her chin, as was her habit whenever she was attempting to concentrate.
"The Hands of Love are a rather nasty bunch, and I would bet silvers to sand tarts that they've magicked Tremaine up in some way so that his mind's not his own. The gods only know what they hope to achieve by sending him on a suicide mission like that."
The tall redhead's brow furrowed, but she slowly shook her head.
"I don't know a thing about this...Ish'gara tree..?" K'Nara glanced at Terran to see if she had gotten the name of the tree correct. "Figment...Ingrge...anyone...do YOU have any idea of how such a plant would figure into this..?"
(OOC: made a horrible Intelligence check of 4 to see if K'Nara had any hope of guessing what an Ish'gara tree was.)
Olana d20+11=22 Thursday February 20th, 2003 12:56:49 PM
"Well, Tremaine must be mad if he wants to kill Parnoth single handedly. I seem to remember him telling us that Parnoth was a necessary part of the Kingdom, and kept the hordes of Izen at bay. Does anyone know where this tree is?"
The elf attempts to recall any past memories that mention the tree in question. ((Knowledge nature check DC 22))
Ingrge d20+15=31 Thursday February 20th, 2003 8:08:03 PM
Thinking for a moment (knowledge Arcanna dc 31), Ingrge reports anythin he may Know. When finished he turns to the lad. You didn't by any chance bring this "book" with you did you?
Map to the Tree (DM Matt) Friday February 21st, 2003 2:11:42 AM
Ingrge recalls some description of the tree, it sap having highly magical properties, but he can't remember its exact nature. Both he and Olana have heard the tree is located in Culverwood, though can't remember any other details.
"No sir, I wasn't given the book detailing the tree. But I was sent with this map to give you, detailing the tree's supposed location. It's a pretty old map though, but it should be accurate." The young man pulls out a sheet of parchment, handing it to K'Nara. The map is very well detailed, showing pretty precise directions within Culverwood to the trees location.
"As for what the tree actually does, I couldn't tell you, all I was told is that its supposed to be extremely magical in nature. They didn't tell me anymore. We hope you might be able to track him down while he looks for this tree, for after he finds it, the leaders fear they might not be able keep track of him...or worse."
Bertram returns from taking Bella home towards the end of the conversation, and is quickly caught up.
Milo Friday February 21st, 2003 3:01:10 AM
Smiling, "Well-then-there-now... I guess we're gonna hunt up this tree, and hope that Tremaine isn't too far behind us... is that it?" Being somewhat curious, Milo sneaks a peak at the map. Then turning toward Figment, "I wonder what kinda spell it might take to break the evil love curse, or whatever seems to be affecting him." Milo's face quirks up, "Evil love... never thought I'd say those two words in the same sentence... it's almost like saying good hate... or some such nonsense."
Lian Friday February 21st, 2003 4:55:19 AM
Lian listens quietly, then enters his two coppers.
"If Parnoth is removed from power, nothing stops the Hands Love or the Tines from siezing control. Of course at that point there might be a pretty bloody turf war. That is the term.. turf war?" The monk stops a moment. "He was being held in a library?! What sort of confinement is that? A few nights... how many is a few nights?" He pauses. "Why would he want to harvest this tree for its magical sap? What good would that serve?"
Lian has little knowledge of the region nor does he know of who holds power or sway (other than Parnoth), but it seems that he maybe a bit confused or may have been in meditation when the important issues were discussed.
"In what manner do you want him (Caden) returned?"
K'Nara Friday February 21st, 2003 7:16:17 AM
"The need to keep Parnoth alive isn't as imperative now that the Dark Lord has gotten his wish and become a full-fledged god." K'Nara pointed out to Olana. "Still...he's claimed to have changed, and we did see that he has, indeed, freed the formerly-enslaved elves of the realm...so I suppose we need to give the big Green Guy a chance at redemption." A rather strange and somewhat melancholy expression swept across the woman warrior's face.
"Anyone regretting a past act of evil deserves a second chance."
Her tone seemed to imply a rather personal perspective to that opinion, but as suddenly as the rueful observation was put forth, K'Nara's usual business-like approach to their current situation came to the forefront again.
"I think our best chance at snagging Tremaine before he can do any harm is for us to try to beat him to that tree." she told the Emerald Talons firmly. "We will finish the last of our business with Bella's family in the morning and then make haste to where these directions seem to indicate to find the Ish'gara. And--unless Tremaine forces our hand--we'll capture the man...alive."
(OOC: the party used most of the extra 2000gp to buy the scroll that raised the girl back to life...K'Nara will give the change from that money to Bella's parents and instruct them to use it for the child's education [as per the instructions of Gargul.] Any objections from the rest of the party..?)
Orson Friday February 21st, 2003 12:33:19 PM
Orson remains silent through the entire convesation, getting lost on all of these new names and groups. Finally getting things sorted out, at least he hopes, he asks a question. "Well Im all for going along and helping rescue him, if hes a friend of yours. But what about the dragon. Arn't you...uhh..we supposed to follow his orders?"
(OOC: Sounds like a plan for the extra gold. Im currently purchasing the scroll in catacombs, since Orson was already there. So the remaining 375gp can go towards lil Bella's training/schooling. Im for that.)
DM Note: Anyone wishing to make purchases with treasure do so quickly, hopefully before Talons get underway. Also still need character sheets from a few people, get those in please.
Figment d20+7=10 d20+19=25 Friday February 21st, 2003 10:32:01 PM
The mage reviews the map and calls up any memory he has of the legendary tree and any Arcane references to it (General Knowledge 10, Arcana 25).
Maloray Sunday February 23rd, 2003 11:03:25 AM
Maloray likewise remains silent throughout the conversation, trying to follow the gist of what's going on. He'll tag along pretty much anywhere the Talons go, just for the experience of it and for reasons of his own.
(OOC Mal is likewise imbroiled in a transaction in the catacombs that's taking longer to complete than he would have hoped.)
Olana Sunday February 23rd, 2003 7:34:28 PM
The elf agrees to the specified funds going to the girl and her parents. "Well, if we're to travel back to Culverwood tomorrow, I'd better go and make sure the horses are good and rested. We have quite a journey," she says.
After winking at Milo, she goes and does just that.
Bella's show and tell (DM Matt) Monday February 24th, 2003 12:32:11 PM
None of the Talons can come up with anything not already known of the Ish'gara Tree. Only of its location somewhee withing Culverwood, and its sap is supposed to be of the highest magical concentration, though the exact effects and properties remain unknown.
The young man gratefully thanks the Talons when they accept to track down Tremaine. "Well I must take leave of you. I'll report back that you accept, and make arrangements for someone to meet you to take custody of Tremaine once you get him." He shows on the map a location near the edge of Culverwood, "There in say...2 weeks? That should give you plenty of time?"
The man makes any final preperations and answers any last questions the Talons may have, then heads out. The Talons finish any last preperations in the last bit of the night, and sleep quickly to allow an early start in the morning.
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The next morning the Talons arrive early, heading to purchase any last minute supplies they might need, and to stop by Bella's home as planned.
Approaching the small home, near the outskirts of town, the door to the house flies open, the young girl sprinting out the door, running straight into K'Nara, latching on hugging her waist. "See mommy, I told you they'd come!" she calls back towards the house.
Her parents come out shortly after, subjecting the Talons to another round of thank you's that Bertram had suffered the night before. "We are eternally endebted to you. If theres ever anything we can do, please let us know."
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As the Talons discuss Bella's future and the funding the family will recieve, Bella makes her way to Figment, grasping his hand, pulling him to follow her, "Come, I wanna show you my magic stick" she says quietly, shooting a glance to her parents, hoping they didn't hear, which they show no sign of. Eagerly pulling the mage away from the discussion, she leads him (and those wishing to follow the girl) down a few blocks towards the edge of town, towards the location the party had entered the day before, the abandoned chapel.
Entering into the woods surrounding the chapel, she stops about half way in, glancing around suspiciously and over-exaggerated, making sure no one else in there. She moves to a nearby tree, reaching into a hollow witin the tunk, procuring a slender black stick, of very fine quality. Holding it up for Figment to take, he can see a lightning bolt design inscribed into the side of the shaft. "See, magic stick! Me and Tiffany hid it here, cause our parents woulda taken it away. Also have this ring, but it doesn't have anything special on it like the stick." She reaches in again, retreiving a plain silver ring, free of any inscriptions or markings of any sort. "Tiff had one, but her parents saw it and took it away, so I hid mine back here with the stick." She stares at the mage eagerly, seeming to await his appraisal of her supposed magical item.
Feel free to responde to any section, not trying to rush things along (well I am, but...). So post any last questions to the Tine member, and discussion with the parents, and any response to Bella's item.
Brother Bertram Monday February 24th, 2003 1:33:29 PM
While Bella is off showing Figment her treasures, Bertram spends some time talking to her parents and discussing what Gargul has said that he expects of Bertram as well as Bella. He then gives the parents a purse and gives them Domi's blessing and makes sure his equipment is in order.
(OOC 2000 of Bert's Gold)
Lian d20+14=20 d20+9=29 d20+17=36 Monday February 24th, 2003 8:07:22 PM
The monk grins when Bella attacks K'nara's waste.
The monk seems curious about Bella and Figments expedition, so he follows them, all the while staying hidden and silent. He doesn't Figment to go off without any back up, and if the child were to die again! What then?
(-5 for moving at full speed, Hide is 20 move silently is 29, trying to listening to Bella is 36)
Figment Tuesday February 25th, 2003 12:08:51 AM
The mage smiles at the children and takes both items in his hands and casts detect magic on them to see if they give him an idea of what they are - even though he has an idea already. "These are very nice... you must be careful with them - very careful...they are dangerous if not used properly. They could kill you or one of your friends...Let me see what they tell me...".
Milo d20+28=39 d20+25=44 Tuesday February 25th, 2003 5:11:08 PM
The previous day...
After Olana's exit, Milo waits a few moments and then gets up, "I think I'll stretch my legs a bit today, before I have to get up on a horse tomorrow." The halfling smiles capriciously, and then steps out the door, dons his cloak, and skulks after the elf maiden. (OOC: Hide and Move Silently DCs 39 and 44 respectively).
Presently...
Milo is silent during most of the morning, simply enjoying the day before their task turns his mind to more serious thoughts. He notes that Lian is becoming quite the sneak, though he approves of the young elf's motives. For the moment, Milo though is quite content to simply be near Olana, whether that be on foot, or in the saddle.
Ingrge Tuesday February 25th, 2003 7:04:31 PM
keeping up his daily routines of study and sparring, Ingrge spends a lot of his time playing and talking to the village children, though on one return trip several of the Talons may notice that Ingrge is carrying one less sword and has a new bow.
Before the messengewr leaves Ingrge asks him how Tremaine has changed in appearence since the talons pulled him from the prison, mentioning that it would probably be a good thing to be able to recognize him before they accidently killed him.
Olana Wednesday February 26th, 2003 12:27:32 AM
Olana tries to make sure everything is prepped up and ready, and is glad of Milo's company. Being around him cheers her up a great deal after the rather harrowing adventure they'd just had. They had little time alone, so this was precious.
On the morning of departure, Olana joins the others at the precocious child's parent's house, smiling as the girl drags Figment down the road. Knowing Lian had followed made her feel a little easier, though. It was going to take a while before she got the memories of these snake horrors out of her system.
Finishing up Business (DM Matt) d20=20 d20=17 Wednesday February 26th, 2003 2:02:40 AM
The messanger gives a basic description of Tremaine, sounding quite similiar to what Ingrge envisions.
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The parents seem acceptive with the Talons wishes for the girl, quite willing to put forth the effort asked, glad to have their child back. The gratefully accept the donation from the group, and are quite shocked at the amount given by the dwarven cleric.
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Figment takes the items from young Bella, casting his basic cantrip. Both items do radiate magic, the now obvious wand radiating evocation, and the plain silver ring a transmutation enchantment. Bella glances up towards Lians hidden position, her young eyes sighting the monks movements.
After hearing Figments warnings the young girl shakes her head as Figment tries to hand her back the items. "I want you guys to take 'em. If they're dangerous I don't want to hurt anyone. 'sides, I'm gonna be a great warrior like K'Nara, not use magic." The child will lead the mage back towards the group and her parents, waving for Lian to come too.
Lian Wednesday February 26th, 2003 3:03:43 AM
Lian moves over to Figment and the girl.
"You have good eyes young one. Use them well. Be a great warrior with great senses."
K'Nara Wednesday February 26th, 2003 3:55:08 PM
K'Nara was very affectionate with Bella, and firmly assured the girl's parent's that the Talons would ever be at their disposal if ever Bella or her family needed the group's help with anything. She advised them to use some of the money they were being given as a sort of "emergency fund" to hire a mage to get a message to the party if ever the need arose.
K'Nara listened to Terran's arrangements about a rendezvous after the Talons managed to get ahold of Tremaine, and nodded agreement.
"Sounds like a plan." she said, taking the map and storing it in her belt pouch.
"All right...are we all ready?" the female fighter asked of the others. "Business all wrapped up? Nothing else to tend to or retrieve..?" (OOC: That last bit would likely prompt Figment to make a quick stop at Tiffany's parents' place to see about that other silver ring--or at least mention it to K'Nara.)
"Okay, if we're all done here, Talons, let's get going!" K'Nara ordered, mounting Poki and bidding the locals farewell.
[DM Note: You can recall Dak saying that Tiffany was one of the other children taken by the serpents creatures, and unfortunately wasn't rescuable. And still feel free to post as you wish, once the talons set out we will return to the 1/day posting.
Figment Wednesday February 26th, 2003 9:44:06 PM
The mage smiles at the young ones. "Thank you young ones. We will use them well.". He quickly tucks them into his robes and moves back to the group. He nods to Lian as he passes.
Milo Thursday February 27th, 2003 10:07:47 AM
Milo sits on the horse with Olana as they depart. He is sporting a shiny new masterwork shortbow, and a pair of quivers full of arrows, with four different colors of fletching; black, red, silver, and gold. Grumbling to nobody in particular, "Well, if my short legs find me behind in a fight again, at least I have some ordinance to unleash upon our foes."
Brother Bertram Thursday February 27th, 2003 1:51:37 PM
Bertram rides along on his pony behind Milo and Olana, lost in thought about recent events and how they will effect his chosen calling.
Orson Thursday February 27th, 2003 3:50:59 PM
Orson practices while waiting to leave, spinning a new longsword over in his hand, testing its weight versus his old sword he still has. He makes several practice attack combos, using one weapon as the primary, then the other, making she the balance of combat hasn't been disturrbed by the addition of a different weapon, or his enhanced strength due to his new enchanted leather gloves.
"Ready, boss" he says when K'Nara asks if the group is prepared to leave, stretching his legs and preparing for the long walk ahead.
Olana Thursday February 27th, 2003 11:50:36 PM
The elf keeps quiet as Milo mentions getting left behind in battle, seeing as she had fallen down the hole into the pit. How clumsy of her! If this carried on, then no doubt she would fall of her horse, too! As they set off, she asks K'Nara who she wants up at the front on their journey.
Ingrge Friday February 28th, 2003 5:51:10 PM
Getting MoonShadow ready to go takes little time but Ingrge takes a bit of time to rearrange a few things in his pack and his saddle bags. With plenty of time to spare he ready to set off with the others.
Figment Friday February 28th, 2003 11:03:27 PM
Once all the pleasntries are over, the mage joins Ingrge in preparing for the new journey. He makes sure Jux isready and that all his equipment is in excellent condition. He replentishes the gourmet provisions and makes sure to bring all the stuff he needs to provide some serious grub for his compatriots.
Something Wicked This Way Lies
Outside the Wild Culverwood (DM Matt) Saturday March 1st, 2003 12:19:24 AM
Everyone ready, and business taken care of, the Talons head out, continuing to hear the over-emphasized yelling and cheering of the young Bella as Edenmoor shrinks behind them.
The safest route is determined to be skirting the southern edge of the Red Hills, and enter Culverwood at the point where the hills first meet the forest. The location of the tree is almost directly north of that, according to the map about a days travel in.
The three day trek around the red hills is quite uneventful, the dangers of the area seeming to avoid the Talons all together. They reach the edge of Culverwood just before nightfall the third evening, the forest growing darker with each passing moment, almost seeming to warn the companions not to venture forth. The woods seems strangely quite, though it could just be the shift between activity cycles, the nocturnal animals just waking, the rest taking to sleep.
Camp is quickly set, entering the forest the next morning sounding like a much better plan than at night. The woods seems like it would be difficult for the horses to manuever through, though it could probably be done. After any night time discussion, watches are set, and the night passes peacefully, nothing disrupts the Talons outside of the forest.
Let me know whether you want to take the horses in or not (and whats done with them if not). Also note any special prepeartions you might take. Feel free to backpost anything that might have occured on the way. Casters, can you email me a prepared spell list, unless your sticking with one already on your character sheet.
Side Note: All character sheets are finally in, so Hero point time. Looks like the newest members of the group gets them this time. Orson, Maloray, Lian, Figment, and Bertram got the majority of the nominations. So those 5 receive 1 Hero Point.
Maloray Saturday March 1st, 2003 9:30:53 AM
OOC Thanks, all, for the Hero point :)
IC During the trek, Maloray seems strangely quiet. All the Talons notice the seeming absence of his cloth-wrapped greatsword and his bow, and the addition of a pair of leather gloves.
About the morning of the third day, he rides up beside Ingrge and rides alongside him for a few moments before speaking.
"Friend Ingrge, I have a question to ask of you. Have you ever met an elven woman of the Culverwood named Shariel?"
Maloray's tone is quiet, but not a whisper, so other Talons nearby might overhear if they're sharp-eared.
"It's a foolish question I know. I'm sure many elves have green eyes such as yours, but I am told that she had them as well."
Figment Saturday March 1st, 2003 10:18:53 AM
As the trip continues, the mage reviews his spells and makes a few changes for the new outside terrain. (List sent). "I do not want to leave Jux out here alone, I think taking the horses in is probably the best thing right now.".
Ingrge Saturday March 1st, 2003 2:28:07 PM
Traveling along with his companions, new and old, Ingrge is struck at how much he would miss these folks and yet something about Edenmoor also struck him as a place he could be comfortable settling down at. Lost in his thoughts he doesn't even realize Maloray is speaking to him until he is half through with his question. Taking a moment to reflect on what he was asked, he turns to his new companion. The name is not familiar to me, at least as far as I know. As for the green eyes, they are more common with several of the northern clans. Perhaps if you ever get the chance to make it back to the tree of parting you cand ask your question of Folbre. If he has heard the name, he will remember where and who you would need to ask furhter. Who is this Shariel? Why do you ask of her?
Maloray Saturday March 1st, 2003 10:21:22 PM
The barbarian makes a mental note of the arcane-sounding words...Folbre at the Tree of Parting...more common among the Northern Clans...
At the elf's question, Maloray's eyes unfocus as he is evidently thinking of past times.
"Shariel...she was my mother," he says softly. "My father brought me as a babe to the hunting grounds of the Owl Clan, but all my life he spoke of my mother Shariel, her beautiful dark hair and green eyes, her musical laughter and her smile that made his heart sing."
Maloray pauses as a look of pain crosses his face.
"As he died, he told me she was an elf woman of 'The Emerald Kingdom to the West'. He swore me to seek her out and tell her of his love."
Glancing up at the elf, he asks "Where is this Folbre and this tree?"
Brother Bertram Sunday March 2nd, 2003 9:15:29 PM
Bertram kept an eye out for any surprises from force of habit, but his mind was far away, considering Gargul, Domi and the Gods in general.
Lian Sunday March 2nd, 2003 10:00:00 PM
OOC: I can't remember whether Lian has his horse with him, but the post will say I do.
IC: Lian rides along behind everyone else atop Merlot, occassionally scratching his friends mane just behind the ear. He sits pondering the activities over the past few days, the raising, leaving the little village, the few friends he made in Edenmoor and continuing ahead with little comfort, onto the next mission. He thinks of the 'ish'gara' tree and its rumored properties, in awe of the possibilities. The monk remains quiet throughout the travel.
K'Nara Monday March 3rd, 2003 8:14:36 AM
(OOC: the "marching order" will depend heavily on who has a horse and who doesn't--I know K'Nara, Figment and Ingrge had horses, and from reading the above entries that Lian and Maloray have them, too. This leaves Milo, Olana and Brother Bertram unaccounted for by way of mounts...I seem to recall that Olana had been paired with Milo in a horse-drawn cart, but I can't recall whether or not they're still driving it now. I need to know if these last three PCs have mounts.)
"I have to agree with Figment...there isn't anyplace we can safely leave the horses, so we will just take them with us." the human bladesinger said firmly. "I'd like to see Olana and Milo up front, though--someone with ranger skills as well as someone with rogue capabilities scouting ahead of us would be prudent, I should think..."
Milo Monday March 3rd, 2003 10:48:40 AM
Milo smiles at K'nara, "Happy to take point as usual, though it'd be easier if Olana did so as well. She is a far better tracker."
OOC: um, I was under the impression that Olana, and Milo shared a horse, though I don't recall the last time he's been on one, so I could be wrong.
Olana d20+11=15 d20+13=27 Monday March 3rd, 2003 12:12:37 PM
((I thought we shared a horse, too.))
"If we take the horses in, we must remember that there are things in this forest that could swallow them in one bite. I would suggest that if we came across an elf tribe or village at any time, then we ask if they will take care of them while we venture further. Culverwood is magical, and so are it's predators."
She has a few misgivings about the map, too, and says so. "As a girl, when I ventured out with others of my tribe, we would sometimes come across piles of bones - after folk wandered and wandered and wandered, and got lost. They died lost. Let us make sure that is not our fate."
Olana decides to say nothing more, after all - it wasn't like they'd never been in here before. In fact some of them had traveled Culverwood a few times without mishap. It was the forest, she decided - dampening her usual pleasant frame of mind.
As they set off, she attempts to bring all her skills to bear, and whispers to Milo - "Sometimes the path ahead is not the obvious one in front of you. The deeper in we go, the more this will be true. Just something to keep in mind."
Landmark...the Tree ahead (DM Matt) Monday March 3rd, 2003 12:30:26 PM I believe Orson is the only one without a mount. Bertram has a pony, so im assuming hes riding it, to keep up. Olana and Milo are doubled up on a single horse, as taking a Cart when you know your entering the woods would be silly :)
The night passes uneventful, and the Talons prepare to enter the woods. Milo and Olana at point, the group begins it journey into the forest. The canopy overhead is quite thick, allowing little light through to th ground below, though there is enough to adaquette visibility. Olana finds no signs of humanoid movement through the area, only local wildlife.
The day progresses, the Talons making good time towards the Ish'gara tree, though no sign of the Tine's leader is found. Olana finds no signs of any elven peoples either, nor of the magical predators she spoke of earlier. Midafternoon Olana first notices the normal sounds of the forest (small animals scampering and such) have vanished, though everyone soon realizes it as well. The tree's have also thinned out some, their size is quite large, but the space between trees has opened up some, making the horses movement easier.
About 50' ahead a large natural stone pillar juts out from the ground, which is a landmark on the map. 800' beyond is where the map says the location of the Ish'gara tree is, though the visibility isn't good enough to see such distances.
Everyone give me listen and spot checks as you post your advance to the tree, as well as any rolls you might take when at the track..err..tree :)
So involved with trying to hear why there might be a lack of forest noise, Ingrge hears nothing but that silence as they ride along, but something does manage to catch his eye.
Milo d20+11=24 d20+12=18 d20+23=30 d20+21=31 Monday March 3rd, 2003 9:56:38 PM
As Milo scouts closer to where he thinks the tree is, he remains close to the ground, about thirty feet ahead of the main group. The halfling attempts to be as quiet as possible while moving normally, and alert to danger. (OOC: Spot DC 24, Listen DC 18; Hiding and Moving Silently at full speed so I imposed a -5 penalty to Milo's checks putting him at Hide DC 30, and Move Silently DC 31.)
Lian d20+7=24 d20+17=22 Monday March 3rd, 2003 9:59:12 PM
(Spot 24 and Listen 22)
Lian looks around cautiously, but remains silent. (if he sees anything everyone else doesn't, he'll state what he sees.)
K'Nara d20=16 d20+1=9 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 11:54:02 AM
(OOC: if Orson is the only one without a mount, then K'Nara will allow him to ride on Poki with her. The roll results for her Listen and Spot checks are 16 and 9, respectively.)
K'Nara's hazel eyes scanned the area as she listened sharply to what was mostly eerie silence.
"Olana and Milo, be especially careful checking the area out," she advised--no doubt needlessly, especially in view of the ranger's previous experience in the deep Culverwood, "This place can be enough to give a zombie the creeps..."
Orson mounts up behind K'Nara, quite capable of keeping up with the horses on foot, but why walk when you can ride for free.
When approaching the tree's location the fourth afternoon, Orson is a little jumpy, the eerie silence, and Olana's warning of magical predators from before both making him weary.
Getting closer, he'll slide off Poki, drawing his blades slowly, glancing around nervously. "Why couldn't he have sought out some power in a city or something, don't like this forest stuff," he'll whisper quietly. He'll stay close to K'Nara and Poki, using the horse and his own body to conceal his blades, just in case there's something besides animals that may be watching.
Olana d20+17=33 d20+13=33 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 9:27:42 PM
((Listen DC 33, Spot DC 33 nat 20))
Olana nods at K'Nara and dismounts, one hand holds her bow and an arrow, the other has the pony's reins as she watches the area up ahead where Milo is scouting.
It had been far too quiet.
Figment d20=5 d20=16 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 9:53:31 PM
The mage struggles to listen and look around but decides to focus instead on preparing his spells. He moves forward prepared to act instantly. His anticipation grows as he approaches what is supposed to be a thing of great power. "Nice place...".
Maloray d20+3=4 Tuesday March 4th, 2003 11:44:44 PM
The half elf dismounts Howler and draws a blue-fletched arrow (shock), holding it in his right hand. He begins to advance forwards slowly and as quietly as he knows how.
Arrival at the 'Tree' (DM Matt) Wednesday March 5th, 2003 1:08:23 AM
The Talons cautiously move forward, the sudden silence of the forest as they approach the tree disturbing. Advancing towards the location, the Talons see the large clearing the tree resides in, as shown on the map. The trees of the forest are void of the area, creating about a 90' diameter circle, better lighted that the rest of the forest the Talons had traveled through, due to lack of overhead canopy.
Approaching closer with even more caution, the Talons find no sign of Teramine, also the lack of any tree, magical or not, within the clearing is also a little disheartening. Arriving in the clearing, neither Olana or Milo sense any danger, besides the already noted silence.
Moving a few feat within the clearing, Olana quickly notices a booted footprint, though following it either way she can see only about 10 feet of tracks. Close by the humanoid tracks though, and more disturbing, Olana notes a large looking paw print, of some feline creature of great size, and it looks quite fresh.
Lian d20+7=17 d20+17=25 Wednesday March 5th, 2003 3:29:15 AM
The monk dismounts and looks around, cautiously removes his bow from his pack and knocks a masterwork arrow. The silence is unnerving him slightly. He scans the horizon, bow up and drawn. (Spot 17 and Listen 25)
He whispers, "Does anyone see anything of note?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 5th, 2003 9:26:25 AM
Bertram nervously fingers the haft of his axe, turing it over and over, keeping an eye on the trees around them, looking for signs of movement.
Olana d20+13=27 Wednesday March 5th, 2003 8:39:55 PM
The elf tells everyone about the tracks.
"Someone wearing boots has stepped this way, however I do not know if it was Tremaine, but whoever it is - I think they're being stalked, by a large, cat-like creature. As for the tree, I would perhaps have made a jest and say that it walked off to live somewhere else, but that might not be a joke..... not here."
She attempts to get a better idea of which direction both tracks are heading, then at least the party has a clue.
((Track/Wilderness Lore DC 27))
Figment Wednesday March 5th, 2003 9:30:03 PM
The mage's eyes glow white as he scans the area for magical auras (Detect Magic). "Perhaps a little magic may reveal the big magic...Hmmmm".
Milo d20+3=17 d20+12=21 d20+11=20 Thursday March 6th, 2003 4:17:18 AM
Examing the tracks with a mystified expression, "I think that there is something strange going on here indeed, though perhaps these tracks don't match up so neatly... it is hard to say." Milo continues to scout the area, looking for possible clues. (OOC: Listen and Spot checks at DCs 21 and 20 respectively).
Here kitty kitty..... (DM Matt) d20+13=27 d20+12=29 Thursday March 6th, 2003 1:52:49 PM
A closer look at the tracks show the booted prints are fairly old, over a few hours, while the large feline prints seem merely minutes. The cat print also seems to be moving in a direction different than the booted ones.
Figment casts his spell, and the first few seconds of scanning reveals no magical auras, beyond those brought by the Talons.
Glancing up from the tracks, Olana stares across the clearing, thinking she hear something from the brush. Ingrge to stares in that direction, though he heard no noise.
Both Ingrge and Olana notice a slight movement in the brush across the clearing from the party, though only briefly. Studying the brush for a moment, they both finally notice the large feline eyes staring right back at them through the plants, then a very large paw move foward out of the brush, the cat creeping forward.
Before either are able to do a thing though, Poki catches scent of the predator, neighing loudly to warn K'Nara. This however, also sends the large feline into action, moments later its sprinting towards the Talons. A second tiger springs into a charge to the right of the lead beast, and then a third reveals itself to the far left of the party. The beasts measure 10 feat at the shoulder when standing tall, and nearly thirty foot long, nose to tail. They close about 50' to the talons, and look quite capable of physical attacks in the next few seconds.
Post partial actions for the surpise round. Ill allow everyone to act, being as im such a nice DM :). If you would have been dismounted before (or still mounted), just say so in your post. I wasn't sure on a few people.
Ill post resolving the end of the round (your actions), then the beginning of the new round (tigers actions).
Ingrge d20+15=31 d6+6=10 Thursday March 6th, 2003 5:21:57 PM
Activating his boots (speed), Ingrge whips out his bow and drops to the ground. Aiming at the tiger directly in front of him he let's fly with an arrow (ac31 for 10 points)
Lian d20+10=20 d6=5 Thursday March 6th, 2003 8:35:01 PM
Lian fires (mw arrow) in reaction to the charging tigers (#1), hitting AC 20 for 5 damage.
He takes a 5 foot step.
Brother Bertram Thursday March 6th, 2003 8:37:01 PM
Bertram slaps his pony on the rump, hopefully sending it running away from the tigers. Murmuring a prayer to Domi, he draws his axe and prepares for the creatures to strike.
Figment Thursday March 6th, 2003 11:04:06 PM
Wishing the others would have waited to respond, the mage casts fly on himself and lifts straight up off Jux who he sends in the opposite direction of the felines. "Maybe we should see if they are going to attack first?".
Dm Note: For clarification (in case that comment wasn't in jest), the Tigers seem QUITE hostile, and intent on attacking, and probably devouring the talons and their steeds. They need to eat alot to support those large forms, after all :)
Orson (Power Attack: +7 Damage, -7 Hit; Charge: +2 Hit, -2 AC) d20+9=28 d20+9=16 d8+15=20 d8+15=21 Friday March 7th, 2003 12:00:37 AM
Taking in quickly that which goes on around him, he rests his glances briefly on K'Nara, then turns towards the tiger charging from the left(#2). "Who am I watching?" he hollers over his shoulder towards K'Nara with a smile as he rushes to meet the beast, advancing once again when he should probably wait. Clashing with the dire animal, he brings his new longsword down in a powerful swing, slashing deep into the beast.
[Hit Ac 28 (Crit Ac 16) for 20 (or crit. for 41)]
Milo (shield of faith, AC 24) Friday March 7th, 2003 1:56:50 AM
Praying fervently to Pantheon, Milo erects a shimmering shield of faith about his person, and then steps forward to stand next to Olana, "Lets hope they didn't eat our quarry."
K'Nara d20+4=20 d20+10=16 d20+13=28 d6+3=5 Friday March 7th, 2003 10:42:02 AM
Immediately upon seeing the charge of the three tigers, K'Nara reached around and unsheathed the Scimitar of Throwing even as she sprang off Poki's back (OOC: made a voluntary Dexterity check for that; result is 20).
"Maloray is your buddy, Orson..!" K'Nara reminded the warrior. (OOC: in fact, as a refresher, the current assigned battle buddies are: Milo and Figment...Ingrge and Lian...Orson and Maloray...Olana and Brother Bert. K'Nara looks out for everyone and appreciates it when anyone notices that she needs help herself.)
If K'Nara can jump off her horse AND throw her Scimitar in the same round, then she'll have hurled the blade at dire tiger #1 on the map. This thrown weapon hits AC28 for 5hpd. If it's ruled that she can't do both in the round, I'll re-roll on my next post.
Maloray d20+13=21 d8+3=6 d6=3 d20+8=21 d8+3=6 Friday March 7th, 2003 1:38:26 PM
As soon as Poki breaks the silence by neighing, Maloray snaps the fingers of his gloved left hand and suddenly his bow is in it. Nocking the arrow in his right hand, he lets fly at Tiger #1. Whether that shot hits or no, he'll immediately nock a normal masterwork arrow and let it fly as well at the same target.
Shot 1: d20 + 13 = AC 21 hit for 1d8+3 (+1d6 shock) = 9 damage
Shot 2: d20 + 8 = AC 21 hit for 1d8+3 = 6 damage.
Olana (dismounted) d20+13=26 d8+1=6 Friday March 7th, 2003 7:23:35 PM
Dropping the reins and firing the arrow already in her bow at tiger #3, Olana starts to re-load.
((Hits AC26 Dam 6))
"That would end our quest really fast, wouldn't it," she answers Milo with a wry smile.
Tiggers that Bounce....err...Pounce (DM Matt) d20+18=26 2d4(2+1)+8=11 d20+18=38 d20+18=25 d20+18=22 d20+18=37 d20+13=33 d20+18=36 d20+13=25 4d4(4+2+3+4)+16=29 2d4(4+3)+8=15 2d4(1+4)+4=9 4d6(6+3+3+3)+8=23 d20+18=23 d20+18=32 d20+13=14 2d4(3+4)+8=15 2d4(1+4)+8=13 d20+18=30 d20+18=31 d20+18=36 d20+18=20 d20+13=28 2d4(2+4)+8=14 2d4(3+2)+8=13 2d6(4+3)+4=11 2d4(4+4)+4=12 2d4(2+4)+4=10 Friday March 7th, 2003 8:35:05 PM
As the beasts leap from their hiding spots and charge; Ingrge, Lian, Olana, and Maloray all let their arrows fly, the men's arrows finding homes within the lead tiger, Olana's within the one charging her. It does little to slow the felines though, only invoking a deafening snarl from the larger of the two. Maloray, only a Partial action in surprise round, so only 1 shot.
Milo prays to Pantheon, his shield shimmering into existence around him. Figment too casts, lifting off his horse, who immediately follows instructions to head away from the charging cats. The rest of the horses follow suit, and lead themselves away from the direct vicinity of the upcoming melee.
Bertram only waits for the creature to close, waiting with his axe.
K'Nara slides from her horse gracefully, sword ready in hand as she hits the ground. Unfortunately there isn't enough time to get it thrown at the creature. I'd have let you dismount and throw, but not draw the weapon and throw, without Quick Draw
Orson charges to meet the creature, taking a solid hit as he moves into the tigers long reach.(AoO:Hit for 11dmg) He strikes the beast with a powerful hit, though it does little to halt the creatures attack.
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Despite the triple arrow wounds in its side, the lead tiger heads straight for K'Nara, somehow knowing it must challenge the Talon's leader. Leaping upon the warrior woman, it ferociously assaults her, tearing and slashing and biting. Its terrible mauling leaves the Talons leader severely wounded, the tiger retreating off the leader as others move forward to confront it. [Crit. hit with Claw, hit claw, 1 rake hit, 1 rake miss, Crit. hit with bite (76dmg = 29+15+9+23)]
The tiger on the left slides to a halt, its target having come out to meet it. It misses its bite upon the human warrior, but connects with both of its powerful claws. [2 Claws hit, bite miss (28dmg = 15+13)]
The third tiger leaps upon the other female of the group, tearing into the ranger much as the first tiger did K'Nara. [All attacks hit (60dmg = 13+14+11+12+10)
Surviving the initial pounce of the giant tigers, the talons are left to retaliate.
Orson (Power Attack: +7 Dmg, -7 Hit) d20+4=24 d20+4=20 d20+3=17 d20-2=6 d8+15=20 d8+13=18 d8+15=22 d8+15=21 Friday March 7th, 2003 9:04:46 PM
Roaring in rage, just trying to ignore the pain coursing through his body, Orson unleashes his full assult upon the overgrown kitten. He glances over his shoulder briefly, checking to see how everyone is fairing under their attack, and also to see if anyone is moving to back him up.
Main Hand AC 24 (Crit. 20) for 20 Dmg (41 dmg if Crit) Off Hand AC 17 for 18 Dmg Main Hand (2) AC 6 for 22 Dmg
Milo (shield of faith, AC 24) d20+10=27 d20+11=24 d20+11=30 d20+11=27 5d6(4+4+6+2+4)+1=21 6d6(6+4+1+5+6+4)+2=28 Friday March 7th, 2003 9:27:52 PM
Watching in horror as the tiger wounds Olana, Milo grits his teeth, "Time to take this tiger by the tail." The halfling tumbles around the tiger into a flanking position and comes up with short sword flashing, "Over here ya big house cat!" (OOC: Tumble check DC 27. Milo hits AC 24 and AC 30. AC 30 is a critical threat, and hopefully 27 is a confirm. Damage is 21 hps and 28 hps respectively with the short sword of speed. Total damage is 49 hps.)
Lian d20+10=28 d6=6 Friday March 7th, 2003 10:50:11 PM
Lian steps back a couple of feet and launches another arrow into the tiger that just chomped into his leader (tiger #1). Watching his partner Ingrge, making sure he's okay.
(Mw arrow hits AC 28 for 6 damage)
Lian's Dodge AC 24 is versus #3.
Thinking to himself. 'Those are big felines! Real big! Oh, K'Nara.'
Ingrge (boots of speed -AC 23) 6d8(5+4+7+2+7+8)+20=53 Saturday March 8th, 2003 4:15:24 PM
Seeing K'nara rocked and bloody sends a shock through his body. Seeing that the tiger is backing off a bit Ingrge pauses only long enough to toss his bow out of the way. Yelling over his shoulder, "Figment, I'm getting K'nara give me a few seconds and toast our furry friend." That said, Ingrge charges forward, using his extrordinary speed,(boots of speed) throws K'nara over a shoulder keeps going 40 feet, to the clear area between tigger 1 and tigger 2 where he hands K'nara 2 Cure serious potions. (53 points returned from the two potions)
DM Note: As K'Nara is not actually unconsious, she will have to spend her movement going with Ingrge (and would draw an attack of opportunity, if Ingrge didn't draw his AoO first). If she does allow Ingrge to carry her, Ill allow both cure potions this round, though that would be K'Nara's 'clobbered' action for the round.
Figment 9d6(6+4+4+2+1+4+2+6+3)=32 Sunday March 9th, 2003 5:30:31 PM
The mage lowers himself behind Orson and lines up #1 and #3. He then zaps them with a lightning bolt, focusing on their hind quarters to avoid hitting any Talons (32 DMG). He then prepares to fly up and away.
Maloray (AC 20) d20+12=25 2d6(2+5)+5=12 Sunday March 9th, 2003 8:40:17 PM
OOC sorry, didn't notice it was a surprise action. I should have known it, though.
IC Maloray is faced with a dilemma: Stay with their grievously wounded leader or follow up his battle-partner? The 1/2 elf makes his decision with his usual speed.
Simultaneously snapping the fingers on his right hand and muttering the command word of his left glove, Mal closes with Tiger #1 at K'Nara's right, and attacks double-handed with his father's sword, now suddenly in his hands.
ATTACK: D20+12= Hits AC 25 for 12 damage.
Olana (down to 1 hp) d20+10=11 d20+12=29 d10=7 d20+10=23 d8=6 2d6(2+4)=6 2d6(5+6)=11 Monday March 10th, 2003 12:42:27 PM
Unable to back away from the full ferocity of the creature, Olana struggles with her swords. She feels numb, knowing something is wrong. Glancing down, she sees nothing for a second, and then blood, beginning to pour. But there wasn't any time to think properly. If she stopped to take a potion, the thing would be on her again. She had to try and take it down...
She sees Milo out of the corner of her eye, and follows suit, stabbing both blades into the creature. But she was beginning to feel dizzy - what was wrong? Had the beast hit her harder than she thought?
((Missed badly with the first longsword, second hits DC 29 for 7, rerolling the first, using a hero point - hits DC23 for 6))))
DM EDIT: You Are flanking with Milo, so I rolled and added your Sneak Attack Damage (6 extra on first, 11 extra on second, 30pts. total.)
K'Nara Monday March 10th, 2003 7:18:11 PM
The tall redhead reeled from the speed and ferocity of the dire tiger's attack, instinctively allowing Ingrge's maneuver to go unresisted. K'Nara followed up by using the potion (or potions, if she can actually use both in one round) he gave her.
Brother Bertram 4d8(6+5+7+1)+7=26 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 7:43:14 AM
Bertram rushes to Olana and lays his hands upon the worst of the wounds, for the moment ignoring the menace before him. He prays to Domi for healing and aid with the current battle.
(OOC Casts Cure Critical Wounds for 26)
Surviving for Now... (DM Matt) d20+12=29 d20+12=13 d20+18=35 2d4(2+4)+8=14 d20+18=35 2d4(3+3)+8=14 d20+18=26 d20+18=31 d20+13=32 2d4(4+4)+8=16 2d4(4+4)+8=16 2d6(4+2)+4=10 d20+18=38 d20+18=22 4d4(4+1+2+3)+16=26 d20+18=21 2d4(2+3)+8=13 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 8:15:41 AM
Retaliating against the beasts attack, Orson's blades bite deep into the creature, who staggers under the warriors swings, but remains standing.
Milo Tumbles to the far side of the beast, and he and the severely wounded Olana skillfully place their blows against the huge cat.
Lians arrow finds its home within the beast, as Ingrge rushes in to save his wounded leader. Ingrge Takes the brunt of a powerful claw (AoO: 14 Dmg) as he sweeps the woman up and out to relative safety, he force feeds her one healing potion, as she opens the other, draining it quickly after finishing the first. Ill allow one of Ingrge actions to 'feed' the potion to K'Nara, then K'Nara's action to drink the other.
Maloray moves foward after Ingrge, the cats attention following the wizard, allowing the half-elf to close safetly. A mighty swing of his fathers blade sinks into the beast, but only seems to draw its attention towards the barbarian.
Figment lands close to wear Ingrge carried K'Nara, lining up and letting his bolt of electricity fly. It singes both the targeted cats, though the lead beast seemed to dodge the brunt of the bolt. The second beast wavers under the powerful magic, but is still standing for now.
Bertram rushes forth to heal Olana, taking a strike from the beast as he does so (AoO: 14Dmg). The ranger feels a little better, some of the dizziness going away, and the blood flow from her chest and stomach slowing a little.
The lead cat now unleashes its frenzy up the half-elf before it, clawing and biting at Maloray.(Claw hit, Claw hit, Bite hit, 42Dmg =16+16+10)
The feline to the left continues its attacks on the unfortunate ranger, though its heavy wounds halting most of its attacks. It still cleaves into the ranger with a powerful claw though, re-opening the wounds the dwarven cleric had just healed (Claw Crit. Hit, 26Dmg).
The last beast also continues its attack on Orson, its wounds to halting its ferocity. Still, a claw finds flesh to tear on the human warrior, landing a strong blow(Claw Hit, 13Dmg).
Current Combat Map - Will get combat map up later today, if needed. Positions are fairly similar with Figment, Ingrge and K'Nara in between tiger 2 and tiger 1, and Milo on the far side of tiger 2.
Milo (shield of faith, AC 24) d20+11=31 d20+11=21 d20+11=24 6d6(1+3+5+6+1+2)+2=20 5d6(6+4+6+6+4)+1=27 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 10:27:00 AM
Continuing to lash out at the huge tiger, Milo screams at the beast, "LEAVE HER ALONE! OVER HERE YOU DUMB TIGER... CAUSE I'M ABOUT TO KILL YOU!" Tears stream down the halfling's face as he opens up massive wounds in the beasts backside. (OOC: Crit again with a nat 20. Confirmed with AC 21. Second attack hits AC 24 for a total of 47 hps damage)
Lian d20+10=11 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 11:01:22 AM
The monk tries to get a better view of the tiger who attacked both K'nara and Ingrge and fires another masterwork arrow into the feline.
Missing, the monk steps forward about 10 feet to improve his shots and to defend the horses. He turns and gives his horse (Merlot) the back off signal. "Escopium!"
Orson (Power Attack: +7 Damage, -7 Hit) d20+7=22 d8+16=22 d20+2=18 d8+16=18 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 1:48:43 PM
Orson takes another swing at the monsterous cat, hacking into the beast. If it doesn't fall, he swings again, then takes a 5' step toward the lead tiger. If it does fall in a single swing, he move towards the tiger, stopping just within its reach, but not moving enough to provoke the creature. "Is she alright?" he calls, seeing K'Nara being tended to, but also he tries to keep an eye on the now wounded Maloray.
(Attack 1: AC 22, 22 Dmg If needed Attack 2: Ac 18, 18 Dmg)
Figment 9d6(5+6+1+6+3+6+6+5+1)=39 Tuesday March 11th, 2003 8:59:28 PM
The mage sticks with what he knows well and blasts the same 2 tigers yet again with a lightning bolt, intent on taking them down before they can strike again. (39 DMG)
Olana d20+10=20 d20+12=18 d8=8 d10=9 2d6(4+2)=6 2d6(4+4)=8 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 2:33:31 AM
The elf feels the sudden strength of healing sweep through her like a wave. Bertram. Praise the Gods.
But the creature wasn't down yet, and although it is badly wounded, and she attempts to dodge the blows, the thing tears at her again, and she feels everything begin to fade once more. She can see Milo, hear him.... can't let it get to him, and so she brings her swords to bear once more, plunging in with both blades.
If only she didn't feel so dizzy.
((Hitting a 20 and 18, for 14 and 17))
K'Nara (23hpd) d20+13=33 d20+13=32 d20+13=29 2d6(1+3)+4=8 2d6(1+6)+4=11 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 12:37:51 PM
K'Nara recovered from the dire tiger's attack sufficiently to quickly scan the field of battle and see that Orson was fighting a tiger all by himself...so she chose to hurl the Scimitar of Throwing with all her might at the dire beastie he was hacking away at (OOC: taking a five-foot step to get in range if it is necessary).
(OOC: first, I'm assuming that Orson's tiger [#2, if I remember correctly] is within the throwing range of the scimitar [about 12 feet]. If it isn't, then K'Nara will throw the blade at whatever tiger IS within the range of the scimitar. If neither tiger is within throwing range, K'Nara will choose to go to Orson's aid.
Still assuming that K'Nara gets to throw her Scimitar, I've rolled a possible Crit Hit, followed by ANOTHER possible Crit Hit result. Not being near my set of D&D books, I don't remember exactly how this gets resolved, so I rolled a third time and then rolled a total of two Crit Hit results: first Crit Hit does 8hpd; the second results in 11hpd. I'll let DM Matt sort out how much of that actually occurs. ;D)
Maloray (24 hp 16 temporary. AC 18) (RAGE) d20+14=17 2d6(5+3)+7=15 d20+8=24 2d6(4+5)+7=16 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 3:45:13 PM
The pain of the tiger's gashes flowing through him like liquid fire, Maloray flies into a furious rage, attacking the tiger before him twice.
ATTACK 1: D20+14= AC 17 hit for 15 ATTACK 2: D20+8 = AC 24 hit for 16
OOC I still have not rolled a threat with this Keen Greatsword (threat 17-20).
Brother Bertram 4d8(4+3+6+5)+7=25 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 7:50:07 PM
Bertram grimaces as the creature claws at him, but his pain is amplified, seeing Olana slashed open again. Once again ignoring the beast, Bertram prays over Olana trying to keep himself between the beast and his friend.
Ingrge (boots of speed) AC 23 d20+5=21 d20+11=30 d20+15=24 d6+5=11 d6=4 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 10:07:25 PM
Seeing that K'nara is looking a bit better, Ingrge Tells her to stand stil for a moment and casts a spell on their leader (stoneskin). There that should help protect you a bit.
Then taking a deep breath Ingrge takes off at a sprint and from behind Leaps on to Tigger 1's back, (dex dc 21, jump dc 30) driving his sword down between the shoulderblades of the large cat. (AC 24 for 11 points and 4 point loss of temp constitution)
Kitty play time is over (DM Matt) d20+12=15 Wednesday March 12th, 2003 10:49:27 PM
Orson again lashes out at the beast, twice with the sword in his left hand, using the right sword for balance, and support. The blows are still insufficient to drop the creature.
Milo and Olana once again effectively distract the beast together, accurately placing thier blades into the giant tiger. Figments magical lightning backs up the pairs blades, making sure their beast is dead, though the lead tiger takes the bolt without wavering.
The beast on Orson rears to attack the wounded human, but never gets the chance. K'Nara's scimitar sails through the air, imbedding deep into the creatures neck, bringing it down.
Lian's misses with an arrow, though Maloray cleaves into the last remaining beast with with two powerful strikes.
After casting his spell upon the not so wounded leader, Ingrge leaps successfully onto the creatures back, striking it with his blade. Wounded, surrounded, and now alone, the tiger begins to turn to flee, but the magic venom of Ingrge's blade courses through its body takes effect, sapping the beasts last bit of strength, and the mighty beast falls.
Bertram heals Olana's once again severe wounds, returning some of the elf's strength, though isn't so pressed for time as the threat of the tigers is gone.
Oops...error on my part with the beasts being staggered last round, I used the entire rounds damage, not a single blows damage, so Talons benifited this time, won't happen again :P
Milo (shield of faith, AC 24) Thursday March 13th, 2003 1:21:28 AM
Milo glances toward Figment to make sure that his battle buddy is okay, and seeing the wizard unharmed, runs for Olana. Nearly barreling into the elf maiden, Milo stops momentarily to survey her wounds.
Lian Thursday March 13th, 2003 10:10:25 AM
Lian checks to see if the horses are alright and if he can see if any ran off and in what direction. Then he looks at Ingrge.
"Friend Ingrge, are you okay? Brother Bertram how about you?"
Brother Bertram Thursday March 13th, 2003 10:36:43 AM
Seeing Milo surge in front of him to examine Olan's wounds, Bertram feels a twinge of indignation that Milo would doubt his work. "Shaking off his feelings he moves towards Lian. A scratch, Friend Lian, Nothing more! And yourself? How do you fare?" As he talks Bertram looks about to see who is in the most danger from thier wounds.
Orson (15/57hps) Thursday March 13th, 2003 11:05:59 PM
Orson glances in the direction of the thrown blade, realizing the blow he was bracing for wasn't coming. Seeing the Talons leader in that direction, he smiles, "Thanks," and sticks his swords into the ground, collapsing for a breather, and to regroup his strength. It was a very short battle, but the wounds caused to him had taken their toll on the young warrior. After a few moments he stands and retrieves K'Nara's thrown weapon, wiping it clean with his cloak, and returning it to its owner. "Yours I believe?"
Olana (24/61hps) Friday March 14th, 2003 12:09:16 AM
Olana stood there, looking down at the dead tiger, stunned, knowing she had been that close. Milo knocked her out of her reverie and she hugged him tightly, some of the pain coming back.
"I'll live," she whispered, not wanting to let him go. "Bertram kept me alive, while we killed it."
She'll go and hug Bertram afterwards, too, and then suggest they check the carcasses of the tigers, to make sure they hadn't eaten the man they were after.
Ingrge Friday March 14th, 2003 7:54:51 AM
Shocked and a bit shaken, Ingrge dismounts from his feline mount and surveys the field of battle. Seeing no dead Talons and no other opponents currently, he turns as Lian addresses him. " Umm, Yes. I seem to be fine. I am injured but it is not terribly serious, unless these beasts were also lycanthropes. And if thats the case well..." he tails off and shrugs. Turning back to the tiger Ingrge makes sure it is dead by slitting its throat and then cuts out one of the beasts long canine teeth and the cleans both the tooth and his sword.
Walking up to K'nara, Ingrge stops a few paces away and then addresses their leader. "K'nara, if we have an hour or two to spend I can try and scry out our quarry's location and perhaps save us a few hours in the long run."
Figment Friday March 14th, 2003 9:10:36 AM
The mage nods at Ingrge's suggestion. "With predators of this size in the area I would imagine most everything around here has taken flight. I think we will be safe tonight - and if we can figure out a way to transport them, the skins of these animals will bring an impressive price in the cities.". Turning to his fellow mage, Figment says "I'd very much like to observe your efforts. I have not taken the time to learn how to scry yet - an oversight I need to correct - if you're willing.".
Maloray (HP 8/50) Saturday March 15th, 2003 10:10:42 AM
Seeing the giant tiger in front of him fall, Maloray glances quickly around for another foe, just in time to see them too collapse. Slowly the half elf releases his fury, and collapses unconscious to the ground.
Temporary Rest (DM Matt) Sunday March 16th, 2003 8:40:20 PM
No threats presenting themselves, wounds are tended to and healed, and setting up a temperary rest area, Ingrge prepares for his scrying.
Olana investigates the surrounding area for tracks some more, finding the 3 tigers have been roaming the area for some time, almost for half a day. More importantly, she finds again the booted prints, though again only for a brief area of about 10 feet. The tracks head deep into the woods as they exit into the woods, and disappear. About 5 feet to the left of those prints, Olana finds another set of what looks to be dire tiger prints. Those tracks seem to be about the same time frame as the booted mans, and run parallel with them into the forest.
Should the Talon's leader give the go ahead, the talons remain in the area as Ingrge casts his scry.
Inspection shows Olana, Orson, and Maloray are heavily wounded, with Bertram, Ingrge, and K'Nara having minor wounds.
Brother Bertram 3d8(6+1+3)+7=17 3d8(3+1+1)+7=12 3d8(1+6+8)+7=22 Sunday March 16th, 2003 9:37:51 PM
Bertram prays over Olana and Orson and Maloray healing what wounds that he can.
(OOC Trading Magic vestments, Daylight, Continual Flame for 3 x Cure Serious-Olana-17, Orson-12, Maloray-22)
Milo 2d8(8+1)+3=12 2d8(8+1)+3=12 d8+3=10 d8+3=9 Monday March 17th, 2003 3:06:05 AM
Milo moves among the wounded, plying what small amount of healing that he has available. He moves first to Orson, then back to Olana, and finally over to K'nara. Afterwards, Milo approaches Bertram, and without warning wraps his arms around the dwarf cleric in a halfling-size bear hug, "Thank you, thank you, thank you for looking after Olana the way you did... I don't know what I'd have done without you in that mess." Milo looks sincerely thankful.
(OOC: Trading up lesser restoration and remove paralysis for cure moderate wounds twice. Healed 12 hps on Orson and 12 hps on Olana. Traded up protection from evil and remove fear for cure light wounds twice on K'nara for a total of 19 hps healed.)
Lian Monday March 17th, 2003 5:16:41 AM
Lian reflects on the dire tiger attack by sitting aside away from the the scrying area. As he sits, he consults his scroll and studies it somemore with great interest. Occassionally he'll mutter to himself about something. He remains quiet while the scrying takes place, so not to interrupt the delicate process.
K'Nara Monday March 17th, 2003 7:25:33 AM
"We'll make camp here, I suppose--both to give Ingrge that chance to scry and to help heal up the most serious of the wounds we've sustained." K'Nara agreed with the elf's suggestion and offered the use of two of her own Cure Moderate Wounds potions for Maloray's benefit if there wasn't enough divine magic to do so.
Figment Monday March 17th, 2003 7:11:12 PM
The mage checks on the mounts to make sure they are all gathered. He pulls out his cooking equipment and makes a gourmet meal for the group. He also carves out a nice flank from one of the tigers and experiments cooking it. "No need to let good meat go to waste...".
Kent d20+17=34 Monday March 17th, 2003 7:31:22 PM
Once camp is set up and everyone is back in order, Ingrge gives a nod to Figment and opens up his backpack. Carefully reaching in he works a large object out of it. Once done all can see that it is a large 4 ft highly polished silver mirror.
Making his way to an area away from the hustle and hubub of the camp Ingrge settles down with his mirror and starts his spell work to locate the former Tine leader. Having spent several weeks travelling with the man and having recently confirmed, from the messenger, that he has undergone no major physical changes, Ingrge feels normal location shouldn't be too difficulty. (Scry roll DC 34)
Olana 53/61 hps Monday March 17th, 2003 9:05:47 PM
Olana tells the others what she has discovered during scouting. Her strength starts to return as Milo and Bertram heal her some more. In fact she starts to feel a whole lot better.
She eats the meal Figment has prepared gladly, and will help guard the camp while the scry takes place.
Scrying on Tremaine (DM Matt) d20+10=22 Tuesday March 18th, 2003 12:28:42 AM
The talons relax for a bit as Ingrge begins his casting, Milo and Bertram sufficently healing most of the major wounds, though so minor injuries still remain. Figments meal is devoured happily, and those willing to taste the tiger flesh find it isn't that bad, though a little rough.
Ingrge casts his spell, the mirror before him clouding up as he finishes. After a few moments the spell begins to function, the mists within the mirror parting to show his quarry. Tremaine looks much like Ingrge remembers, though not well groomed or cleaned as the charismatic leader had once been. He is moving at a far pace through a forest, not unlike the woods the party stands in now, glancing around as he walks. A extremely large tiger (slightly bigger than the biggest of those the talons just killed) walks along beside the Tine's leader. Tremaine stops suddenly, resting a hand upong the giant beast next to him, bringing it to a stop as well. He glances around slowly, his gaze stops as he stares towards the direction of Ingrge's view. Scowling, he turns his attention toward the beast, speaking in sylvan "He is watching even now, we must hurry." Concentrating for a moment, the leader of the Tine begins to shift, enlarging and taking the form of a large tiger, much like the one next to him. Both dart off into the woods, though Ingrge's sensor remains on the druid. The speed at which the two large tigers move through the dense forest is incredible, and thier pace doesn't slow for the ten minutes the mage is able to watch.
Lian d20-1=3 Tuesday March 18th, 2003 5:54:44 AM
While the mage scrys on the Talons quarry, the monk opens a package wrapped in brown paper he recieved in Edenmoor. He removes a grey cloak and a nice looking suede vest with bone buttons from the package and puts them on. They fit well. When he's sure the scrying is complete, Lian removes a small wooden flute no one has seen before and begins playing a low melody; it's far from being impressive. The notes might sound like something a child would play. However poor the tune is, the sounds of nature quickly outdue the monks performance.
Figment Tuesday March 18th, 2003 7:25:21 PM
The mage raises an eyebrow as the the druid transforms and moves off. "Looks like Tremain left these cats to find us - or whoever was following. I hope he doesn't get mad that we killed them. Looks like we'll not catch him any time soon. I wonder if we can track which way he went? I doubt we'll have much luck chasing a druid through the forest. By the way, nice work, Ingrge. Nice work in deed.".
Ingrge Tuesday March 18th, 2003 9:46:18 PM
While watching, Ingrge tries to get a sense of which way they are going by trying to see where the sun is or by which way their shadows are falling. Other clues he might look for are whether they seem to be traveling uphill or down the types of tres surrounding them or if they seem to be travelling on some sort of trail.
When the spell ends, Ingrge is obviously a bit tired and after a bite to eat and making his report, he retires to his bedroll and starts to rest.
Olana Wednesday March 19th, 2003 12:18:05 AM
The elf gives a sigh as Ingrge gives his report. "I wonder if he'll listen to reason when we find him," she wonders aloud.
She checks with K'Nara on what their next move should be.
Milo Wednesday March 19th, 2003 2:17:17 AM
Milo spends some time in contemplation, considering the events of the day, as well as their current path. He then approaches K'nara quietly, "We know where he goes, perhaps we should simply take the quick road, and beat him there. We could guard the entrance to Parnoth's lair, waiting for him to arrive, which is far less aggravating then attempting to track him down at this rate."
Brother Bertram 2d8(3+4)+2=9 2d8(8+2)+2=12 2d8(3+6)+2=11 2d8(3+1)+2=6 2d8(3+5)+2=10 2d8(3+7)+2=12 2d8(8+7)+2=17 Wednesday March 19th, 2003 10:09:41 AM
Bertram moves once more amongst the group, praying over remaining wounds, trying to bring everyone to full strength before they again face such a trial. He moves from one member to the other checking them all, starting with the most obviously wounded. Bertram prays over each, searching for the grace and strength to heal them all.
(OOC Bert will start with Olana and then Orson, Maloray, and any others that have wounds. He will finish with himself if there is any healing left. Trading all 2nd level spells for Cure Moderate until the group is healed, saving Detect Evil for last if possible but will use it to get us all healed if need be. Grand Total w/o Detect Evil is 60-if I trade Detect Evil then my total is 77 )
Orson Wednesday March 19th, 2003 11:22:30 PM
"Well if we can't track the druid, what about that tiger you said he has with him? That shouldn't be to tough to track?" Orson doesn't really know how to do that, but he had heard druids can be difficult to find within the forest. "How far away are they?"
If it looks as though they may stick around the area for a bit, he will unroll his bed roll, after cleaning up his swords and armor the best he can.
A little more Tracking (DM Matt) Wednesday March 19th, 2003 11:33:10 PM
Bertram finishes his rounds, healing all but the slightest of wounds on a few people. You still have Detect Evil. Current Hps: Ingrge 68/72, K'Nara 80/85, Maloray 47/50, Bertram 56/58, Orson 51/57.
Ingrge doesn't notice much that is easily identifiable in his scrying, but the tree's are of the same type the talons find around them. Tremaine didn't seem to be moving at a great speed as he was moving at first, glancing around and examining the plants around him. No trail is obvious though, either when he was walking as a man, or sprinting as a tiger.
The Talons finish their meal, and rest for a little while. Olana does a little more searching, the booted tracks and the felines tracks beside it looking to be made within the last day, though before the other tiger's were in the area. She guesses probably 10-12 hours have past since the person came through.
The talons remain in the small glade, waiting to see if the move now or rest longer.
Lian d10=2 d20+29=37 d20+7=14 Thursday March 20th, 2003 5:59:09 AM
The monk packs his gear up to get ready to go.
"K'nara, it seems to me, perhaps, if he is continuing through the forest, the longer we wait, the further away he gets." Lian pulls his bow and knocks an arrow just to be on the safe side. He scans the horizon for any tigers or Tremaine. Then he jumps into a tree.
(OOC: Provided the glade has a tall tree nearby or at least a semi-tall tree, Lian jumps to the first branch and hides in the crouch of the tree to get a good view(spot check 14) of the glade for the moment. Hide check 37.) Note: Disregard the d10 roll.
Brother Bertram Thursday March 20th, 2003 8:20:38 PM
Bertram sits down exhausted from his exertions. He leans back and allows his body to rest until the group moves on. He will pray to Domi thanking him for his help and praying for further help as they group moves forward.
Olana Friday March 21st, 2003 1:32:28 AM
Olana agrees with Lian, and waits to see if he can see anything from his vantage point, although she tells K'Nara that Milo's idea might be good too.
"What's puzzling me, is the tree - it's supposed to be here. It isn't. It make me wonder, if... well you know - if it can move, or something."
Milo Friday March 21st, 2003 10:11:58 AM
Milo stands ready to assist with the tracking or double time it to Parnoth's lair, whichever K'nara chooses. After the tiger attack he stands extremely close to Olana, a hand resting firmly on the pommel of his sheathed short sword.
Figment Friday March 21st, 2003 7:30:15 PM
Nodding his head as he watches Ingrge's scrying, Figment tries to catch every little thing he can about how the spell works and the little nuances that Ingrge puts into his work. When the scrying is finished he helps his fellow mage with whatever cleanup, etc that needs to be done asking questions of Ingrge as they go, stopping only when Ingrge makes his way to his bed roll.
Ingrge Friday March 21st, 2003 7:32:14 PM
Sleeping as long as allowed, Ingrge, when woken gets repacked and ready to go.
Orson Friday March 21st, 2003 11:25:03 PM
Orson listens to the ideas, having no particular care in either. Listening to Olana's questions he adds, "Well the map says its supposed to be here, but how do we know the map is accurate?"
He relaxes as the decision to move is made, packed and ready to go, whenever the leader decides to give the order to move.
The pursuit (DM Matt) Monday March 24th, 2003 5:32:04 PM
Olana finds no other trace of the humans foot prints, as stated tacking a druid through the forest is nearly impossible. However she is quite capable of following the single dire tigers trail that leaves the clearing, seeming to be about 10-12 hours old.
With several hours of daylight remaining, the Talons finish up their gourmet meal, and after a little bit of rest, take pursuit following the tiger's tracks, it pretty clear that its the animal travelling with the Tremaine. The tigers pace at this point seemed quite slow, the distance between steps minimal.
Moving quickly though the woods, the Talons make up several hours on the trail, and as the darkness of night settles over the woods come across a point where the druid and his companion seemed to have rested for a short while, a large depression in the brush where the cat had slept.
Night has fallen, and the quickened pace the talons and their steeds kept for the last few hours took its toll, even the seasoned adventurers felt slightly exhausted. The small area is well equiped to be a campsite, a small clearing could easily provide a place for a fire, and although cramped, the level and relatively cleared ground gives sufficient place to sleep.
OOC: Sorry for the slack in posts the last few days. Was waiting for a decision to move or not, but just decided to make it for you, to keep things moving. Feel free to continue any back discussion that i may have interrupted.
Another Note: Unfortunately I'm only going to be making a few more posts while Jan gets another DM lined up, I'm taking on a second full time job, the prospect for extra money to get some school bills paid off just to appealing. I will continue to try and post as Orson, though not sure if I will be able to keep up a steady posting, guess well see.
Figment Monday March 24th, 2003 11:22:08 PM
The mage, as usual, takes care of Jux and then cooks a fine meal. He then takes his rest and his watch, to prepare for the next day. He focuses his mental energy on Ingrge's scrying and explanations.
Lian Tuesday March 25th, 2003 12:38:22 AM
The monk rides Merlot and trails behind the rest of group. His mind isn't on the scrying or on Tremaine, but on the path his life has taken in the past year. He thinks back to the easier days at the monastery and his family. He pats Merlot on the mane as he travels.
Milo Tuesday March 25th, 2003 10:03:35 AM
As Milo rides along with Olana, he nearly falls asleep within his contentment, though discipline and the task at hand, manage to keep the halfling justicar somewhat alert. Once camp is set however, he becomes a one halfling guard squad, standing alert for danger as his friends go about their camp duties. Milo considers the best way to take down a druid, and is in a quandary as he'd prefer not to hurt Tremaine. Occasionally his gaze strays back to Olana, and he allows himself to become momentarily distracted.
Olana Tuesday March 25th, 2003 9:16:22 PM
The elf does her best to follow the trail until it reaches the campsite. Milo's company calms her down, enabling her to make better judgements. She had been more spooked about the tiger situation than she thought, and the fact they were following two more didn't help.
Still.... there were worse things.
She'll take her turn on watch, and perhaps note that Lian has been very introspective, lately.
Brother Bertram d20=16 Wednesday March 26th, 2003 1:58:18 PM
Bertram followed along,keeping an eye out along the sides of the trail and behind them, watching for anything out of the ordinary.
Temp DM Jan Wednesday March 26th, 2003 4:11:50 PM
Night falls..... and here in deepest darkest Culverwood it starts to get a little spooky. Unseen night creatures can be heard beyond the perimeter of the camp. There's a definite impression that a full watch will be needed.
((OOC - folks I need to know who's on watch during the night and when - the usual three shifts.))
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 26th, 2003 8:48:28 PM
Bertram requests the final shift so that he can pray to Domi and prepare for the coming day.
Figment Wednesday March 26th, 2003 9:23:30 PM
The mage offers to take the first shift as all his spells are available to him already and he does not need to rest to replentish.
Ingrge d20+17=32 Wednesday March 26th, 2003 10:26:14 PM
Ingrge looks around the area as the group sets up camp. Seeing K'nara still wearied from her recent injuries, He looks around at the others.
"Figment and Maloray take first watch tonite, Olanna and Lian take second, Orson, and Milo should take third and I will take last with Bertram. K'nara you need to rest after your injuries and a you will be more effective if you are fresher." After camp is set up, I am going to do another scrying and see what I can see of our friend.
Setting up his mirror again Ingrge gets to work. Scry DC 32, shouldn't have to difficult a problem)
Milo Thursday March 27th, 2003 1:20:29 AM
"Okey Dokey Ingrge," Milo smiles at the elf, and after assisting with setting up camp and having a bite, the halfling settles in for some sleep.
Olana Thursday March 27th, 2003 6:40:00 PM
The elf nods at Ingrge and settles down next to Milo for a spell of meditation, before the second watch.
Temp DM Jan d3=1 Thursday March 27th, 2003 6:44:41 PM
The Talons settle down for the night. However - this being Culverwood...
Figment and Maloray become aware of a slight "pop" sound. In the vicinity of the sound - where there was a patch of clear groud at the edge of the clearing - there is now a toadstool - red, with white spots - about a foot tall and two feet in diameter. A minute later - there's another "pop" coming from the opposite side of the clearing.
Followed by another, and another.
Figment Thursday March 27th, 2003 11:51:32 PM
The mage motions to Maloray to wake the others up. He then casts detect magic and attempts to figure out what's going on.
Lian d20+6=26 Friday March 28th, 2003 1:36:54 AM
Lian comes out of his elven meditation. "What is going on?" Then hearing a pop, he glances over. "Oh, that is quite odd!" (Knowledge Arcana, 26!!) "Figment, you ever hear of anything this strange?!" He then grabs his bow and a handful(3) of masterwork arrows.
Milo Friday March 28th, 2003 1:01:16 PM
Once wakened, Milo opens his eyes to the sight of Olana lying next to him, and for a moment feels extremely content to just lay there and watch her meditate. He then remembers that it was to be Olana or Lian who waked him for watch, and realizes that something is amiss. Sitting up, the halfling looks around, attempting to ascertain the threat.
Temp DM Jan Friday March 28th, 2003 8:03:43 PM
Figment's spell enables him to ascertain that something magical is going on. He will recognise a shimmering aura of illusion falling on everyone like an invisible blanket, and something else - evocation. Lian may surmise that the toadstools are a little too perfect to be natural.
Maloray wakes everyone, but by the time everyone is awake and aware - the 'popping' has stopped - and the group is entirely within a toadstool circle.
Beyond it, everyone hears a high-pitched, musical giggle.
Lian Saturday March 29th, 2003 1:01:48 AM
Thinking on his feet, totally uncharacteristic of the monk, he removes some scraps of cloth from the hem of his tattered breeches and tucks them into both ears to muffle or deaden the sound.(I'll happily take any penalties on Listen checks if you like) "That giggling laughter, do not listen! Those toadstools are not natural, though that is probably obvious." He says to Maloray and to everyone who is awake. Then he knocks his arrow and scans the circle for where the laughter is coming from.
Milo d20+11=23 d20+12=29 Saturday March 29th, 2003 1:47:20 AM
Hearing the giggling, Milo stands up and after fully equiping himself, attempts to look out and listen into the darkness to figure out where the sound is coming from. (OOC: Made Spot and Listen checks DCs 23 and 29 respectively)
Figment Saturday March 29th, 2003 9:47:08 AM
The mage scans the area for the troublemaker. "It's a pixie or something. These mushrooms are illusions and its trying to distract us. Keep an eye on your gear. They are fast and very mischievous".
Brother Bertram Sunday March 30th, 2003 10:18:46 PM
Bertram rouses wearily and looks about at the unnatural occurence. He grips his axe and examines the area looking for anything or anyone moving about.
K'Nara Monday March 31st, 2003 7:56:07 AM
K'Nara scowled at the sight of the toadstools--actually, she usually welcomed a humorous diversion, but Tremaine's unknown plan and the all-too-efficient attack of the dire tigers had made the human bladesinger a bit on the testy side of late.
"Pixies...great! JUST what we need..!" she grumbled, sighed--and then laughed softly. "Perhaps this is the gods' way of making sure we all don't expire from solemnity while trying to reach Tremaine and that ish'gara tree..!"
Ingrge d20+10=27 Monday March 31st, 2003 6:57:49 PM
(knowledge Arcana roll dc 27)
Muttering under his breath, you hear more than one curse come from the cantankerous elf's mouth.
"OK all, do me and yourselves a favor. Until we are under way and out of this circle and whatever created it, DO NOT eat or drink ANYTHING that you did not bring with you. Accept nothing in the way of sustainance from anyone."
Taking out his staff, Ingrge looks around the area looking for the giggler.
Turning toward K'nara, Ingrge nods. "Pixies would be troublesome, but I fear we might have stumbled into a fairy ring."
Olana Monday March 31st, 2003 8:40:18 PM
Looking a little askance at the toadstool ring, the elf wonders aloud -
"Do you think this is some kind of barrier? Are we trapped? I've never seen toadstools like that before."
Inside the mushroom circle (New, Green-as-Grass, Wet-Behind-the-Ears DM Greg) Monday March 31st, 2003 11:14:36 PM
The ring of mushrooms is about 40' in diameter, centered on the party's watchfire. As some of the party members move a little away from the fire, and look out into the darkened forest for the source of the sounds, something very odd becomes apparent.
The party had set up camp about 30' from the trail left by the huge tiger. But examining the ground immediately outside the mushroom circle shows not one set of feline tracks, but hundreds! It seems as if an entire pride of huge lions have held a dance in the outer part of the clearing, just outside the ring of mushrooms. It will be impossible to pick up the tracks of the tiger that the group has been following, even in the morning light.
Then a deep voice booms from the forest, calling out, "DO NOT LEAVE THE CIRCLE, IF YOU VALUE YOUR LIVES! WHO ARE YOU, AND WHY DO YOU DISTURB THE CALM OF MY FOREST? WHY DO YOU FOLLOW THE TRACKS OF THE SHAPESHIFTER?"
Brother Bertram Tuesday April 1st, 2003 10:50:23 AM
Bertram scratches his beard with a calloused hand, while the other kept a tight grip on his axe, looking for any sign of movement. He kept a prayer on his lips asking for assistance as well.
Ingrge Tuesday April 1st, 2003 8:27:08 PM
With his staff in his hand, Ingrge looks around and then sits down with his face toward where he thinks the voice was coming from. He almost laughs at the "Disturbing the Calm" of his forest line but somehow manges to keep it in and merely looks a trifle bored as he looks to K'nara for her response.
Milo Tuesday April 1st, 2003 8:47:43 PM
Milo is genuinely angry that whoever this voice belongs to is responsible for shaking him out of one of life's more precious moments. Drawing his short sword he looks pointedly at K'nara, awaiting her response to the voice and barely managing to contain his own.
Olana Tuesday April 1st, 2003 10:14:41 PM
The elf walks the perimeter just inside the circle.
"I see tracks everywhere, and I don't know which ones are true."
Figment d20+9=13 d20+21=37 d20+21=27 Tuesday April 1st, 2003 11:37:31 PM
The mage continues to scan the forest for the source of the voice (with Detect Magic), still assuming it's a trick. He searches his memory for any ideas on what or who this might be (Int 13, Arcana 37, Spellcraft 27).
Lian d20+17=36 d20+7=20 Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 1:52:38 AM
Lian looks around and scans the forest for a source of the voice. He looks over at his gear and then the horses to make sure nothing is floating or walking off. He then walks over to Bertram. (Listen 36, Spot 20)
"Bertram, you see anything? I am very uncomfortable, exposed." Whispers the monk in the dwarfs ear.
The voice gets impatient (Still-learning DM Greg) Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 12:53:25 PM
The voice calls out again from the woods, sounding a little impatient, "ARE YOU DEAF, OR MUTE? ANSWER ME! WHY DO YOU FOLLOW THE SHIFTER?"
Figment can just barely make out a magical aura coming from the forest at the edge of the clearing (50'-60' away). His spellcraft roll detects illusion from that point; it seems to be where the voice is originating from.
Other PCs scanning and listening hear and see nothing.
[OOC: I am wondering why no-one is responding to the voice. Is K'nara the only PC allowed to interact with situations like this? Donna has not posted for over 2 days now. How long does the party intend to wait? I suggest someone else steps in soon.]
Lian Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 6:21:03 PM
"SIR, HOW CAN WE NOT HELP, BUT TO HEAR YOU... YOUR SHOUTING AT US!! OF COURSE WE HEAR YOU!! THE 'SHIFTER' IS A FRIEND OF A FRIEND. HE HAS DISAPPEARED FROM HOME RECENTLY, WE ARE JUST CONCERNED FOR HIS SAFETY. HE LEFT WITH NO WORD TO ANYONE." The monk shouts right back at the voice.
(I'm not sure what you mean about taking too long to respond... technically it's only been about minute of time has passed since the group has woke. Anyone can respond in situations like this.)
DM Greg Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 6:45:53 PM
[OOC: When I was referring to how long it was taking to respond, I was referring to real time (almost two days) as opposed to game time (about one minute.) Two of the posts clearly stated that they were waiting for K'nara to respond, so I was wondering if the party let K'nara do all the talking in situations like this.]
Figment Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 6:58:17 PM
The mage goes dark and moves toward the source of the voice. (Improved Invis). He approaches the source of the illusion but does not close (maybe within 20').
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 7:05:32 PM
Bertram drew himself up with a hint of irritation. "Brother Bertram Trothgard, Servant of Domi and Follower of Gargul. These are the Emerald Talons. Now do we call you Wraith of the Woods, or would you speak as a civilized person?
Milo Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 7:19:44 PM
Disregarding normal protocol Milo speaks into the void, "We hunt the shifter because we believe that he is not in his right mind, and whether he is or not, he poses a serious threat to his own well being in his current mission."
Ingrge Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 9:21:51 PM
Ingrge listens to the different Talons speaking and looking over at K'nara shrugs.
Staff still in hand, Ingrge gets up and walks toward where Figment is heading. As he walks along Ingrge starts to speak, quietly but firmly.
"We are as the good father said the Emerald Talons. If you look around your woods, if they are truly yours, for I think Parnoth would argue that point, you will see that we have disturbed nothing in this area, even to the extent of not lighting a fire. Nor have proffered any untoward comments or incivilities toward anyone who did not first visit them upon us. Now if you would be so kind as to come into the clearing and show yourself, perhaps we can converse like civilised beings. If not, we have a pressing engagement elsewhere."
(OOC Greg . K'nara is the group appointed leader, hence the defference. I got a message saying she would be back y-day so posted as if she were going to be active and others played off of that.)
Olana Wednesday April 2nd, 2003 11:14:30 PM
"Yes! Show yourself!" adds the elf. "You can obviously see us."
K'Nara Thursday April 3rd, 2003 6:59:59 AM
K'Nara recovered from the shock of the booming voice and the sudden realization that perhaps their situation wasn't as humorous as she'd originally thought.
"I am K'Nara, and I lead the Emerald Talons here assembled," she explained, restraining herself from unsheathing her sword, "And my colleagues have told you true: we seek to intercept and stop Tremaine from reaching a tree called ish'gara."
The voice raises the stakes (DM Greg) Thursday April 3rd, 2003 11:40:27 PM
Everyone stays inside the mushroom ring, except for Figment, who invisibly stumbles towards the voice. He stops about 20' from the origin point of the voice, but sees nothing.
[OOC: I understand from Ingrge's statement that you have no fire lit. Humans without some sort of vision enhancement can see very little in these conditions, thus Figment's stumbling. PCs with lowlight vision can see as a human at dusk.]
The voice speaks (from the same point, about 20' in front of Figment), in a less threatening level, "I can sense the truth in what you are saying, but there is more at stake than you know right now. I cannot let you threaten the shapeshifter without first testing you; he is much too unstable and dangerous. And so, I must do this. I am truly sorry, but it is for the best."
Suddenly, six of the mushrooms equally spaced around the party pop out of existence, to be replaced by 2 different types of creatures. Three of the creatures look like large featherless chickens with bat wings and a long lizard-like tail. The other three creatures appear to be reddish-orange turtles about 5' long, with longer legs than a turtle, and a long armour-plated tail that ends in a double-sided paddle. Two long antennae jut from each creature's face, one below each eye.
Lian (AC 26, fighting defensively) d20+6=18 d6=2 Friday April 4th, 2003 6:03:04 AM
Having had his bow out and trained to fire at opposition, the monk fires cautiously at one of the bird-like critters with a masterwork arrow [taking a -4 for fighting defensively(+3 Dodge bonus from Tumble Ranks) and not moving, hits AC 18 for 2 damage]. The monk then knocks his second of three arrows he grabbed. Encircled and feeling very vulnerable, Lian looks prone to snap, terribly on edge. (Note: Lian's Dodge Feat is focused on the chicken he fired at, making his AC vs that chicken AC 27)
Figment Friday April 4th, 2003 8:28:04 AM
The mage casts fly on himself and raises above the group about 20' and moves toward the voice. He prepares to cast but refrains seeing what this creature does with his illusion.
Milo (light) Friday April 4th, 2003 11:32:56 AM
Realizing that he can't see very well, Milo retrieves a dart from his satchel, and saying a quick prayer, "Pantheon show me the light of justice and draw back the curtain of night." Milo casts light on the dart, and then drops it to the ground at his feet.
Olana d20+11=17 d20+14=33 Friday April 4th, 2003 11:52:12 AM
Olana draws her swords, but will not attack unless the party is attacked. Just what kind of a test was this to be,she wondered? She attempts to study the creatures, using her knowledge of the forest. (Knowledge nature DC17 Wilderness lore DC33)
Ingrge Friday April 4th, 2003 7:19:18 PM
Using a charge from his staff Ingrge displaces himself and suddenly no one can tell exactly where he is standing. He then speaks to the voice. "I now not who you are but we have no liking for killing things for fun but know that if you insist upon this test, your beasts will die and your forest will truly be disturbed and other innocents may lose their lives and homes. I ask ye to desist or truly the results will be on your head.
Igrge steps to the area in front of the two turtle-like beaste and prepares to cast.
Orson (AC 21; Power Attack +5 Dmg, -5 Hit; Expertise +5 AC, -5 Hit) d20+5=19 d8+14=22 Saturday April 5th, 2003 2:51:39 PM
Orson wakes up startled, standing to see what the trouble is. Hearing the booming voice, he draws both his blades, scanning the forest for its source. He advances to stand infront of the less combative members, should the voices 'test' become hostile.
He makes no action to attack, but remains at the ready, prepared to lash out at a creature, should they close in aggrressively.
[Readied Action:] Attack: Hit AC 19, Dmg 22.
The 'test' begins - round 1 party actions (DM Greg) Saturday April 5th, 2003 8:27:24 PM
Uncertain as to how the test is to unfold, the party generally hold their actions. Unfourtunately, the is to be a test of combat, and the creatures move to attack.
Lian fires his bow at the nearest bird-creature (B1), piercing one wing for 2 points of damage.
Figment carefully flies his way through the branches. [OOC: Remember, as a human, he can barely see in the dark forest.] He arrives what he thinks is the point of origin of the voice, and finds...nothing.
Milo casts light on his dart, essentially lighting up the area inside the mushrooms for all to see.
Olana readies herself for combat. She is unsure what exactly the turtle creatures are, but she recognizes the bird creatures as cockatrices. She remembers that the touch of a cockatrice is very dangerous, but can't remember exactly why.
Ingrge casts displacement on himself from his staff [OOC: It will last for 5 rounds; this is the first round.] Since the turtle-beasts are spread around the circle, he moves towards T2, and prepares to cast. The answer to his demands are readily apparent in the threatening manner with which the beasts are approaching.
Orson readies his attack, and is approached by a turtle-creature (T2), waving its antennae, trying to touch Orson's armour. Orson strikes it with a mighty blow, gashing a deep wound in the center of the creature's back. [OOC: Orson needs to make a Reflex save vs. DC20.]
Bertram and K'Nara hold their actions.
[OOC: Please post in your name bar your AC, hit points, and all the spells that are active on you.]
The 'test' begins - round 2 creature actions (DM Greg) d20+4=19 d20+4=18 d4-2=0 d20+4=18 d4-2=0 d20+3=23 d20+3=12 d20+3=16 Saturday April 5th, 2003 8:56:56 PM
The voice speaks from some 5' to Figment's left, in an urgent tone, "Human, you are wasting your time here in the trees. Your friends need you, and I suggest you return and help them. They will need your magical abilities to defeat the test that I am forced to set in front of them."
Bird creature 1 moves in and attacks Milo. The bird pecks at Milo's chest, hitting him squarely. Although the armour stops any damage from occurring, Milo feels magic course from the creature and into his body. [OOC: Milo needs to make a Fortitude save vs DC15.]
Bird creature 2 moves against Olana. It pecks at the elf, and succeeds in making contact with her leg, driving its small beak through her armour, causing 1 point of damage. [OOC: Olana needs to make a Fortitude save vs DC15.]
Bird creature 3 hops and flaps towards Bertram, pecking at him, and biting him in the thigh for 1 point of damage. [OOC: Bertram needs to make a Fortitude save vs DC15.]
Turtle creature 1 runs past Lian, heading towards Milo. [OOC: Lian gets one attack of opportunity with his best attack.] It swings one antenna at Milo, trying to touch his armour. The antenna makes solid contact with Milo's mithril shirt. [Milo needs to make a Reflex save vs. DC20.]
Turtle creature 2 attacks Orson with one swing of his antenna, trying to touch Orson's armour. It manages to brush the edge of the armour, and the armour crumbles to rusty dust at Orson's feet. [Orson's new armour class is now 12.] The creature immediately starts to swallow chunks of the pile of rust.
Turtle creature 3 moves on Bertram, trying to make contact with Bertram's armour. The antenna comes into solid contact with the chain shirt, and it too crumbles to dust at Bertram's feet. [OOC: Bertram's new AC is 14.] This turtle-creature also starts to devour the pile of rust.
Party's turn...
Lian d20+10=23 d8-1=5 d20+14=28 d8-1=5 Saturday April 5th, 2003 10:52:35 PM
*Attack of Opportunity- hits AC 23 for 5 damage), dropping the two arrows and bow at his feet freeing up his hands.*
*Round 2* Lian turns on his heal and charges the beasty that just attacked his Justicar friend. He Charges into a Flanking position with Milo (+2 attack from charge, +2 Flanking, -2 AC from charge), he hits AC 28 for 5 damage. Lian's Dodge is AC 22 against the turtle, AC 21 this round from the charge.
Orson (Hp 57; AC 12; Power Attack +7 Dmg, -7 Hit) d20+7=20 d20+4=18 d20+3=22 d20-1=2 d20+3=18 d8+16=24 d8+14=17 d8+14=16 Saturday April 5th, 2003 11:24:29 PM
[Reflex Check: 20]
Orson's somewhat calm expression turns to sheer rage as his armor crumbles around him, his grip tightening on both his blades. He swings with all his might down upon the creature, with a cry of anger. He continues to lash at the creature until it falls, moving onto the next closest enemy creature if this one can't take his rage.
[OOC: If the creature falls on first attack, move onto a creature within 5' (assuming we're not all spread out here)]
Main Hand Attack #1: AC 18, 24 Dmg. Off Hand Attack #1: Ac 22 (Crit. AC 18), 17 Dmg (or 33 on Crit). Main Hand Attack #2: AC 2, assumed miss.
Milo (light, haste) d20+8=15 d20+13=23 Sunday April 6th, 2003 5:12:19 AM
Milo's expression changes from amusement to alarm as he can feel the magic of the bird creature's attack flow into him. With all of his being he resists the transformation however. As the turtle creature charges him, Milo is startled as the creature attacks his armor and not his person. However, Milo avoids the consequences of that attack as he deftly moves away from the nasty critter.
Stepping five feet away from both creatures, Milo pulls a potion of haste from his satchel, and drinks it. With preternatural speed Milo goes on total defense for the remainder of the round, dodging attacks as best he can.
(OOC: Milo made his Fortitude save DC 15. Milo made his Reflex save DC 23. Haste gives him a +4 haste bonus to to AC. With his extra action, Milo is executing a total defense adding an additional +6 dodge bonus to his AC due to ranks in Tumble. The cockatrice gets his dodge feat bonus for the round. This brings Milo's regular AC up to 33, 34 against the cockatrice, and his touch AC up to 26, 27 against the cockatrice.)
Ingrge (hasted, displaced 50% chance of miss, effective AC25, not counting displacement, HP 72 Sunday April 6th, 2003 3:11:41 PM (Just curious, but how did turtle 2 get all the way across the area and past Ingrge to attack Orson? Also why only five rounds on the displacement, the staff casts at 12 level and spell lasts for 1rd/level)
Activating his boots of speed, Ingrge finishes casting his spell, targeting the Bird facing Bertram (Phantasmal Killer DC18, Will save first, if no save then must make a fortitude save or die. If the fortitude save is made takes 3d6 damage)
K'Nara (AC23, HP85) d100=34 Sunday April 6th, 2003 7:48:44 PM
Thanks to Milo's Light spell, K'Nara saw what the creatures looked like--and she saw the effects of the psuedo-turtle's antennae upon metal.
"Oh, boodlepoo!" she grunted, realizing that anything metallic on her person was likely going to be a target for the odd-looking yet havoc-wreaking animal. She thought for a moment, then cast upon herself True Strike--preparing herself to strike at one of the beasts with her booted feet when the opportunity presented itself...
(OOC: I rolled a d100 because K'Nara is wearing her own magic mithril shirt, and has a 10% chance of fumbling her spell--but the result is 34.)
Olana d20+5=14 d20+5=21 d20+12=28 d20+10=28 d10=9 d8=4 Monday April 7th, 2003 3:30:33 PM
(Re-rolled Fort Save on hero point)
Something makes Olana shiver as she tries to recall what she knows about these creatures.
'Their mere touch!' she yells, 'could well be harmful!'
By some super elven effort, what ever the effect the creature's blow has on her, she shakes it off and goes to work with her longsword and shortsword, spinning and slicing. (Hits AC 28, 28 for 9 and 4)
Brother Bertram, AC 14 HP 58 Monday April 7th, 2003 5:52:48 PM
Bertram curses and backs away from the creature, keeping his precious axe well away from the creature. He murmurs a prayer to Domi invoking the Hammer of Domi, choosing to use it instead of risking his mortal weapon.
((OOC Spiritual Weapon)
Brother Bertram d20+10=22 Monday April 7th, 2003 9:26:57 PM
(OOC forgot to roll Fortitude Check)
Brother Bertram(Again) Monday April 7th, 2003 9:41:51 PM
(OOC Greg since that was magic chain armor..should it get a saving throw?)
Figment d20+21=39 d20+21=28 Monday April 7th, 2003 10:13:34 PM
The mage looks both towards the location of the voice and the epicenter of the illusion an decides which is the most likely place the caster is located (Spellcarft 39, Arcana 28). He launches a fireball in that location making sure not to hit himself or the party (e.g. he makes sure the radius is far enough back to not injure himself but catch the desired area). "Be careful my inquisitive interloper. We count Mohannin among our friends. He owes us his very life!".
(NOTE: Mohannin can be found in the Emerald Talon arcives. He is he a Heirophant druid and counts Culverwood his domain - at least before Wold Con... :))
Figment, cont. (Improved Invis) d6=6 d6=5 d6=2 d6=5 d6=5 d6=5 d6=1 d6=5 d6=1 Monday April 7th, 2003 10:16:39 PM
35 DMG on the fireball.
Figment - once more... Monday April 7th, 2003 10:31:48 PM
When he looks toward the different locations, he still has his detect magic activated.
The 'test' - Round 2 party actions d20+2=7 d20+4=8 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 11:23:08 PM
Lian's two attacks (the attack of opportunity and the regular attack) both thud into the beast's (T1) thick hide, raising red welts.
Orson's first blow severs the turtle creature's spine (T2), killing it [Orson needs to make another reflex saving throw vs. DC20]. He shifts 5' to his left and attacks the nearest creature, one of the hairless roosters. His second attack chops a large gash in the side of the bird (B1).
Beset by two creatures attacking, Milo pulls and drinks a potion, then goes on the defensive, trying to avoid the creatures' attacks.
[OOC: Turtle 2 attacking Orson was the turtle at the south edge of the mushroom circle. I adjusted the numbering system, sorry about the confusion. And you are correct, the spell lasts for 12 rounds. I didn't read the entire staff description.] The bird creature attacking Bertram (B3) suddenly jerks, as if a rod was shoved up its spine, and then falls to the ground dead, as a result of Ingrge's spell.
K'Nara casts her spell on herself, readying to attack next round.
Olana fights off the magical effect emanating from the bird's attack (B2), and chops into it with both blows.
Bertram backs up, and casts his spell, creating a weapon out of force in front of him.
[OOC: A detect magic spell only lasts as long as you concentrate on it, requiring your standard action to maintain. If you cast another spell, or activate a magic item, you lose the concentration, and the spell.] Only having the voice as a target, Figment targets his fireball at the voice, careful not to catch himself or the party members in the blast radius. The fireball goes off with a loud roar, and has an unknown effect on the voice. However, it has a marked effect on the forest, and a number of the trees catch fire.
The 'test' - round 3 creature actions d20+4=24 d20+4=15 d4-2=-1 d20+4=13 d20+3=22 d20+3=22 d20+3=7 d20+3=10 Tuesday April 8th, 2003 11:55:32 PM
The first bird creature (B1) spins to its left and bites at Orson, cleanly hitting the fighter in the chest (for 1 hp damage). [OOC: Orson needs to make a Fortitude save vs. DC15.]
The second bird creature (B2) pecks at Olana, barely missing the quickly-moving elf.
The first turtle creature (T1) continues to chase after Milo, and his metal armour. It waves its antennae at him, but the now very nimble halfling manages to avoid the attacks.
The last turtle creature (T3) is now attracted by the waraxe wielded by Bertram, and advances on the dwarf, trying to make contact with the axe. However, Bertram manages to keep the weapon out of reach of the flailing antenna.
Meanwhile, in the edge of the forest, the the voice (still speaking from the same location) shouts in a high-pitched squeal, "You fool! What have you done! You use fire in the forest? Are you insane?" The very trees come alive as if trying to fight back against the wizard, and grasp at the human. [OOC: Figment must make a reflex save vs DC14.]
Lian, Dodge d20+10=19 d20+7=12 d8-1=5 d8-1=3 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 1:48:31 AM
Lian strikes out at T1 hitting AC 19 and 12 for 5 and 3 damage. Lian is Dodging T1 (AC 24), AC 23 versus everyone else. The monk blinks at the flash in the woods, then calmly says to the halfling. "Milo, we need to hurry up with this beast. The woods are on fire." He nods in the general direction.
Milo (haste, light) d20+13=33 d20+13=24 d20+13=27 d20+13=29 6d6(3+5+4+2+5+2)+2=23 5d6(2+6+3+2+4)+1=18 5d6(2+3+6+4+3)+1=19 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 2:24:08 AM
Finding himself in a flanking position on the turtle creature opposite Lian, Milo smiles at the monk briefly, "I intend to my friend." Then, between his short sword of speed and the haste potion, Milo becomes a blur of attacks as he goes on the offensive against the creature. (OOC: Milo gets a critical threat with his first sneak attack, and confirms at AC 24. He finishes up with 2 additional sneak attacks hitting ACs 27 and 29. Total damage to the turtle creature is 60 hps. Milo's AC is currently 26, 27 to the cockatrice. Touch AC is 19, 20 to the cockatrice.)
Ingrgre Wednesday April 9th, 2003 6:51:03 AM
Smiling Ingrge shouts out to the voice, I WARNED YOU of the consequences YOUR actions would cause if you brought this against us, but you did not listen the fires are upon your head. That said Ingrge casts a web spell at the ground in front of the turtle, that entangles Bertram's turtle and webs him to the trees behind it.
K'Nara d20+28=48 d20+28=46 d3+1=4 d3+1=3 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 8:05:29 AM
K'Nara charged the antennaed turtle that was trying to make Milo's armor its own personal h'ors douevre.
"KeeeeeeeYAHHHH!" she yelled as she snapped a kick that would have made a champion football* player proud. (OOC: first roll was a natural 20 [hooray!] and the possible Crit Hit roll result is the total of 18+28--or AC46. I'm assuming the x2 damage roll will apply, so her kick results in 7hpd...plus a possibility of the creature soaring off like a kicked ball...but I'll leave THAT to the DM! ;D)
Then she noticed that there was the telltale burst of flame.
"By the gods..!" K'Nara gasped in shock. "We've got to wrap this up, Talons--the forest is on fire..!"
* In American English, the sport is referred to as "soccer", but since its always played using one's feet, I've always considered it to be "football".
Orson (HP 56/57, AC 12, Power Attack +7 Dmg, -7 Hit) d20+7=25 d20+6=13 d20+6=17 d20+3=21 d20+3=6 d20+4=10 d20-2=16 d20-2=7 d8+15=22 d8+14=21 d8+15=23 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 12:53:36 PM
[Reflex Save = 25, sword is fine] [Fort Save = 13, ACK! better hero point that, 17, fine]
Orson continues his powerful blows, lashing out at the chicken before him, moving on to others if something is in range. He cries in rage with each swing, drawing anger from his loss.
Main Hand Attack #1: Hit AC 21 (Crit AC 6), 22 Dmg (assumed no crit :) Off Hand Attack #1: Hit AC 10, 21 Dmg Main Hand Attack #2: Hit Ac 16 (Crit AC 7), 23 Dmg, (Assumed no crit :)
Brother Bertram d20+8=26 d8=4 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 2:42:26 PM
Bertram moves back hurriedly his slung across his back, his fists clenched in front of him as if holding a mace or club. As the creature again approaches, Bertram moves his arms in a massive arc as if hitting the air, magically connecting with the creature, hopefully slowing it for a few valuable seconds. Knowing he can be a fairly far distance from the creature, Bertram continues to move away as safely and quickly as possible.
(OOC 4 points Damage)
Olana d20+12=32 d20+10=26 d10=6 d8=7 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 8:44:12 PM
Olana dips sharply and spins, anticipating the creature's attack. She hears the calls of the others, and crackle of fire although she cannot feel the heat yet. So, still time to put this critter down.
Coming around again she aims the sharp edge of her blades at the critter trying to peck her to death. ((Hits AC 32, 26 for 6 and 7 Dam))
Figment d20+3=22 d6=6 d6=2 d6=4 d6=4 d6=5 d6=1 d6=6 d6=4 d6=5 Wednesday April 9th, 2003 11:49:33 PM
The mage avoids the branches (DC 22) and seeing the lack of effect on the druid-like being who is their adversary, the mage focuses his next fireball on the area he saw the spell originating from with his detect magic (with such a high DC I'd expect he knew where to cast a spell... 37 DMG). He makes sure and hit lot of trees. "Well, my adversary, you clearly are not a being worthy of 'testing' us seeing how you do not even acknowledge the Heirophant of these woods! Any damage to the forest is on your head - not mine! I will begin to damage the forest with all my might if you do not reveal yourself, explain your actions, and justify your actions against us!". Figment then flies straight up out of the canopy so that he is out of reach of the trees. He prepares to cast et again.
The 'test' - round 3 party actions d20=1 Thursday April 10th, 2003 12:01:55 AM
Ony one of Lian's strikes makes contact with the beast's plated hide, raising another red welt along the beast's side.
Milo attacks the same turtle creature as Lian, and his sword fairly hacks it into pieces, none bigger than a backpack. He can be sure that it is one turtle creature that will never move again. [OOC: Milo needs to make a reflex save vs DC20.]
Ingrge casts his web spell, but fails to ensnare the creature, instead filling an area between the trees behind the creature, and just outside the mushroom circle. [OOC: A web needs to be attached to two diametrically opposed points, and only has a 40' radius.]
K'Nara, seeing Milo slice and dice the turtle into small chunks, decides to attack the bird creature instead (B1). Her kick connects solidly, throwing the bird backwards a good 10'-15'.
Orson moves to where the bird creature (B1) was punted to, and swings mightily at it, cleanly chopping the head off the creature's shoulders. [OOC: Since Orson needed to move 15' or so, only one attack allowed.]
Bertram backs up, and commands his conjured hammer to strike at the turtle creature (T3). The hammer connects solidly with a loud thump.
Olana strikes twice at the bird, hitting both times, knocking small chunks from the bird creature's back and sides.
Figment selects another area for his next fireball, targeting the area where he last figured he detected the illusion spell. Then he flies up into the air, out of reach of the trees.
The test ends...and a new test begins d20+8=27 d20+8=21 d20+8=13 d20+8=9 d20+8=28 6d6(3+3+5+5+2+5)=23 Thursday April 10th, 2003 12:31:16 AM
The voice sounds even more shocked then before, from the inside of the first burning circle. "Wizard, clearly, you are insane! I only hope your friends can think more rationally than you seem to be able to!"
The voice shouts, in Sylvan, "Beasts, begone!" The remaining turtle beast and bird creature disappear from inside the circle, with two loud pops.
Then the voice shouts again in Sylvan, "Perrywink, stop the trees!" The branches in the trees below Figment fall back into normal branch-shape, and stop their grasping.
Suddenly, the voice shifts location, to some 10' below the treetops, about 20' west of Figment, and calls out again in Sylvan, "Dispel, there!" Five dispel magic spells are targeted in a 30' radius that captures Figment. Although 2 of the spells have no effect, the other 3 cancel up to three spells presently working on Figment. He pops into visibility, and falls 60', crashing through the trees and to the ground. [OOC: Please, when you post in combat, list the spells active on you. I think that only improved invisibility and fly were in effect in this case. Figment takes 23 hp of falling damage.]
Finally, the voice calls out from inside the tree tops. "Your magic started the fire; now use your magic to stop it!"
The fire from the first fireball is starting to catch farther into the forest, and the grass in the clearing is starting to catch as well, although not as fast.
Lian d20+6=15 Thursday April 10th, 2003 1:43:30 AM
Not being responsible for the fire to begin with, Lian calmly walks over to where he dropped his bow and arrows; not to mention his pack. He stows the bow and replaces the arrows into the quiver.
"Yes Figment, stop the fire." The monk says antaganistically.
The monk picks up his remaining gear then prepares for a speedy departure if the fire takes a bad turn. Having seen several fires near home back near the vineyards, Lian knows how they can turn uncontrollable in seconds.
The monk scans his memory for lost knowledge of what kind of creature or other woodland being that can do the things this 'voice' has done; such as summoning magical beasts, pop from place to place unseen and carry such dislike or malice against people it doesn't know.(knowledge arcana 15)
Brother Bertram Thursday April 10th, 2003 3:47:06 AM
Bertram keeps his 'weapon' in front of him, wary for any other trick sent at the party. He looks down at the remains of his armor in dismay and anger. He isnt especially upset at the fire but hopes that the conflict ends soon.
K'Nara Thursday April 10th, 2003 8:17:08 PM
The tall human bladesinger saw Figment suddenly appear and plummet to the ground.
"Figment!!!" K'Nara screamed, immediately running to where the spellcaster had landed. She had to see if the man was all right--give him some of her Cure potions if he needed them. But, even more importantly--
"Put out this fire, Talons!" ordered the female fighter as she sprinted towards Figment's location. "We can't afford the Culverwood going up in flames like this..!"
(OOC: I don't know the exact distance from K'Nara to Figment, but she will get to him as quickly as possible, and hopefully the mage will have a solution to the party's fiery problem.)
Olana d20+13=32 Friday April 11th, 2003 1:30:07 AM
The elf slams her blades quickly into their scabbards as the creature she was battling disappears, and turns her attention to the fire.
"Remove the heat, remove the fuel, or remove the oxygen!" she yells. "Take any one of those out of the equation and the fire goes out!"
She attempts to get an idea of how the fire is reacting, which way it's burning etc etc
(Wilderness Lore check DC 32)
The new test - extinguish the fire? (DM Greg) d100=24 d8=8 Friday April 11th, 2003 1:33:07 AM
Lian tries to figure out what type of creature(s) are setting this test. He remembers that there are many small magical creatures called sprites, that specialize in illusions, both sight and sound. Considering the dislike or malice that he seems to feel, he remembers two statements made by the voice just a few seconds earlier:
The voice speaks (from the same point, about 20' in front of Figment), in a less threatening level, "I can sense the truth in what you are saying, but there is more at stake than you know right now. I cannot let you threaten the shapeshifter without first testing you; he is much too unstable and dangerous. And so, I must do this. I am truly sorry, but it is for the best."
The voice speaks from some 5' to Figment's left, in an urgent tone, "Human, you are wasting your time here in the trees. Your friends need you, and I suggest you return and help them. They will need your magical abilities to defeat the test that I am forced to set in front of them."
Brother Bertram seems to be untroubled by the expanding fires. Perhaps he holds some magical protection that will keep him safe from the approaching flames.
As K'Nara stands beside the momentarily-fallen figure of the human wizard, a small winged figure pops into view about 3' to the left of the female fighter. "Finally, a voice of reason!" the tiny humanoid says to K'Nara. "Can you control this one?" he says, pointing at Figment. "He seems to be more interested in burning the entire forest, rather than helping his friends. Does he have magic that will stop these fires?"
Olana realizes that the fire is catching in the drier tree branches, and the conifers seem to be catching more readily than the leafy trees. The grass in the clearing is smouldering, and the flames are moving slowly across the ground. It is about 5:00 in the morning, usually the slowest-burning part of the day. She realizes that if the fire is not put out before the sun rises, it could well spread, especially if the wind picks up.
Milo (haste, light) Friday April 11th, 2003 2:34:28 AM
Feeling rather small at a time like this, Milo pauses momentarily to consider Olana's statments regarding fire. Then understanding what must be done the halfling races off toward the blaze, and begins removing potential fuel from its path, chopping and hewing brush away from the fire's touch.
Lian Friday April 11th, 2003 5:50:01 AM
Lian looks around for something to bat at the on the grass or in the under brush. He pulls his blanket from his pack, pours water on it using his waterskin, soaking the blanket and begins to bat at low burning limbs and attempts to slow or halt the grass in the clearing.This is over the course of two rounds, pulling blanket(move equivalent), and waterskin (move equivalent)... batting at it would be the next round I guess
"Figment, I think it is sprites or something. They may not of even been inside the woods where you were casting. They use vocal and visual illusions! You may have been duped my friend."
K'Nara Friday April 11th, 2003 6:51:45 AM "Control him???" echoed K'Nara. "It takes practically all my willpower not to throttle the hotheaded man with my bare hands!" Still, the leader of the Emerald Talons shrugged off her backpack and began rummaging around its interior for the bottles that held her store of Cure potions.
"How about it, Figment..?" she asked the annoying spellcaster. "Have you some spell handy that will undo the damage you've done..? Or are we all going to have to try to put the fire out manually..?" The redhead came up with several bottles marked "CLW" and looked rather pointedly at Figment as she also silently offered the mage the bottles.
(OOC: K'Nara has six bottles that Figment can use...the player may roll a d8+1 per bottle if Figment decides to use any of them.)
Brother Bertram Friday April 11th, 2003 1:49:45 PM
Bertram lowers his head for a moment holding his hand over his symbol of Domi. Praying silently for aid, he clinches his fist and looks over the worst of the fire. Quickly he drops his hand and water pours from the sky directly above the worst of the fire, raising clouds of steam. Slowly he waits for the steam to abate to survey what effect the water had on the flames.
((OOC Create Water))
Figment d6=4 d6=5 d6=6 d6=2 d6=5 d6=6 d6=1 d6=3 d6=5 Friday April 11th, 2003 6:02:48 PM
(Sorry for the delayed post...)
Seeing he has the being's attention, the mage stands defiantly and says "I'll extinguish the flames on the condition that you show yourself or at the very least end this silly spectacle! Your word or Culverwood burns!". The mage waits but will cast a frigid cold blast immediately upon getting it (Cone of Cold - 37 DMG).
Olana Saturday April 12th, 2003 12:21:29 AM
Olana joins Milo in clearing away debris.
"Keep your eye on our mages," she says to him. "They might try and reverse the effects of the fire and I know I wouldn't want to be in the way."
An obvious thing to say for sure, but better safe than sorry. She'll keep one eye on everyone else - if anyone looks like they're going to cast anything - then she'll hop it, out of the way.
Ingrge Saturday April 12th, 2003 4:20:30 PM
"Well, it's too bad there's no body of water nearby or I could have that fire out within moments, but without one I am a bit stymied."
Thinking a moment longer Ingrge looks at the area that is burning and tries to figure out a basic perimeter of the area. (hoping for something under 80ft.
K'Nara d20+8=27 Saturday April 12th, 2003 7:11:35 PM
With a sound of frustration, K'Nara's hand shot out and seized Figment by the back of his neck. (OOC: rolled to hit AC27; Figment must make a Strength save versus DC14 to break free of K'Nara's grip.)
"Listen to me, wizard!" she hissed, making the name sound like an epithet in her anger. "You have--in your arrogance--started a fire that will consume a living forest...one which has done nothing to you to deserve such a sacrilege! Put...the fire...OUT...now...!" The last words of K'Nara's command were ground out between clenched teeth. The last time she'd been anywhere near this angry was when Figment had disobeyed her orders to not kill some prisoners...
...who knew what the leader of the Talons might do if Figment chose to disobey her command this time...
Orson Sunday April 13th, 2003 1:26:05 PM
When the creatures vanishes, Orson kneeled to the ground, breathing heavily, and angerly, through clenched teeth. His vision remained locked on the remains of his rusted armor, at least until the fairy appeared. Hearing the discernable direction, he glances up to see the creature hovering by K'Nara.
Something more to take out his anger upon, the cause of it all, he grips the hilts of his blades tight and moves towards K'Nara's location. Seeing his leader speaking with the creature, he restrains his attacks for the moment, but shows no notice, or no concern for the now burning forest, his gaze locked upon the sprite, ready to act.
One test resolved, but one still 'burning' (DM Greg) Sunday April 13th, 2003 7:43:09 PM
Milo, Lian and Olana work the brush and grass at the edge of the clearing, and manage to stop the fire from advancing any farther into the grass. Meanwhile, the mushrooms are popping out of existence, one at a time.
The tiny flying hovering humanoid looks at Figment in surprise. "You say you need my word that 'this silly spectacle' will end? You could possibly be destroying the homes of countless of innocent creatures, you crazy human! But you have my word, my test is over. Put out the fires that you have started!"
Brother Bertram's created water, and Figment's cone of cold [OOC: I assume he shoots it off] together succeed in putting out the larger fire started by the first fireball. However, the fire on the south side of the clearing is growing in strength, into the forest to the south. The tiny creature calls out, "That stops the fire! Now, do it again to that other one, and we will be safe!"
Ingrge looks around. [OOC: I don't understand what you mean by a perimeter. The dimensions of the clearing are in the maps that I sent. The fire to the south has expanded about 20' farther into the forest, but the party is managing to stop it from encroaching any farther into the clearing. So, the fire is now roughly oval shaped, about 60' east-west, and 40' north-south.]
Orson stares at the tiny humanoid.
Figment d6=1 d6=6 d6=3 d6=4 d6=3 d6=6 d6=1 d6=5 d6=5 Monday April 14th, 2003 12:32:16 AM
The mage scowls at the little troublemaker and turns to the other fire. Not having another cold spell he chooses a lightning bolt and blasts the tree that looks to be the most combusted hoping to splinter ir topple it before the others around it catch fire (34 DMG).
Olana d20+11=18 Monday April 14th, 2003 11:05:13 AM
Olana waits until Figment, Ingrge and Bertram have had another attempt at putting out the fire. In the meantime, she's looking for anything on the ground - fronded branches hopefully - that can be used to beat out any remaining ground fire. (( Knowledge nature check DC 18 ))
If necessary she'll cut down a few low branches - enough for her fellow debris clearers - Milo and Lian too - and then start hitting the burning ground.
Ingrge Monday April 14th, 2003 12:01:34 PM
Standing in the meadow Ingrge starts casting and sets up a wind wall on the far side of the fire and curves around the edges slightly and starts blowing the fire back ove the area that it has already burned not allowing the fire any further fuel. He will hold the wall and move it as necessary to keep the fire in the already burnt area as much as possible.
Brother Bertram Monday April 14th, 2003 2:35:16 PM
Bertram shrugs to the others, "I am afraid that is all that I have available, Friend Talons. From here I have to do it the hard way." Bertram begins stomping on the lesser flames around them.
The fire test...worsens! (DM Greg) Monday April 14th, 2003 5:46:18 PM
Figment fires a lightning bolt at a tree he figures is next in line in the fire, trying to blast it to pieces. Unfortunately, his spell has the opposite effect, as the tree bursts into flame, and the flaming splinters catch in the nearby trees. [OOC: In the spell description, it states that the lightning bolt sets fire to combustibles.]
Olana, Milo, Liam and Brother Bertram work at the grass and the underbrush, keeping the fire from spreading into the clearing.
Ingrge's wind wall manages to fight back the expanded fire area created by the lightning bolt, but now it seems unlikely that the spell will be able to extinguish the fire. He figures he will just be able to hold it for the duration of the spell [OOC: 6 seconds per level.]
The tiny humanoid is beside himself in anger, as he screams at the wizard, "You unbelievable fool! Now look what you have done! You wanted my word that that the test was over, and I gave it. And this is how you repay me! You invoke Mohannin's name, and yet you continue to try to destroy this forest! Water and cold combat fire, not electricity! Now, please tell me you can do something else that can fight this fire, instead of spread it larger!"
Olana Monday April 14th, 2003 8:21:12 PM
In the midst of whacking the undergrowth with some branches, Olana stops and gives a sigh, after hearing the tiny creature's outburst. It sounds rather excitable, and she worries about an even darker fire being kindled between it and the mage.
She walks over and coughs politely to draw the small being's attention. Her voice emits an even calmness, her blue eyes remain elvishly impassive and steady, as she attempts to diffuse the situation.
"Forgive the interruption, fellow keeper of the forest. My name is Olana, my own tribe is from the southern borders of Culverwood. I would ask you to forgive my brother here. He is human. Time moves against him, his life is short, and so therefore he has a tendancy toward impatience and rash behaviour. It is perhaps a fault on occasion, but certainly no greater fault than those displayed by other races, including yours and mine. It certainly does not mean he is a fool. "We, as a group also face a deadline. If we fail to stop our druid friend from achieving his objective, then I'm very much afraid that our beloved forest Culverwood will have more to worry about than a small forest fire.
"I would suggest that perhaps all our energies are used to put this fire out, then we can plan together what must be done to prevent this bigger catastrophe, wouldn't you agree?"
"We mean no harm or disrespect to you - or the forest. We are essentially a combat group, with a mission, and it is perhaps unfortunate that our paths have crossed in this way. However, we would gladly seek your advice. You seem to know a little about our objective."
Lian d20+10=13 Monday April 14th, 2003 8:34:56 PM
Watching Figments 'attempts' to put out his fire fail, Lian just shakes his head in disappointment. The monk stops beating the fire back for a moment and thinks back to some tactics his village used once.
"A fire break, we need a fire break. Figment, use your spells to dig trenchs and topple a few trees. If we can remove consumables from the fires path, the fire will abate naturally, eventually."
Lian will then jump into the lower branchs of a tree that's not on fire and begin breaking branches(punching or kicking them) that are close to trees that are on fire, hoping he makes some gap between the trees and the growing forest fire.(Running Jump check of 13. +8 jump, +2 synergy from tumble= +10... plus Leap of the Clouds)
"Use these broken limbs to beat back the inferno, Friends."
Thinking to himself, 'If we get out of this, K'Nara is not going to let Figment out of her sight for months. I she forgets, I will not.'
Milo Monday April 14th, 2003 11:45:31 PM
Moving as fast as he can, Milo continues clearing debris and foliage in an attempt to keep the fire from spreading any further. As the lightning bolt goes off, Milo feels as though Figment is working against them rather than with them. Starting to get angry, the halfling whacks through the nearby brush furiously.
K'Nara Tuesday April 15th, 2003 9:46:46 AM
K'Nara's heart dropped to the soles of her feet when she saw that Figment's lightning didn't eradicate fuel for the fire but simply spread the flames.
What to do..? She groaned--she was a fighter, not a thinker...she left book-learning to the likes of Figment and Ingrge. Then a thought struck her...
...book-learning...
"Figment...your book--your spellbook...doesn't it have a copy of that icy spell you used..? Can't you read the spell directly from your spellbook..???" the human bladesinger asked, then yelled over to Ingrge: "What about you? Do you have any ice or water spells in your spellbook..? If you do--use them! Use them now..!"
DM Greg OOC Tuesday April 15th, 2003 5:33:07 PM
It is 5:15 eastern time, and I am out of town in Sault Ste. Marie at a meeting. This is the only time that I can get to a PC to post, and since a couple of key players have yet to post, I am going to hold off until tomorrow night. I will post the results of the entire party at about 10:00 pm tomorrow.
Also, not being at home, I can't send a map of the fire. Ingrge's wind wall is about 90' long and 45' high, and it just barely contains the fire along the south side. The fire is so large, that he can't enclose it ,which is what he would need to do to cut off all air or blow it out. The party on the clearing side is stopping it from moving into the clearing, and the wind wall will hold it from expanding significantly into the forest to the south, for the next minute or so.
DEH, in the forest, before humans showed up, almost all forest fires were started by lightning strikes on trees, small or large. You were right, I misread your post (sorry), but even if you did blast down one tree on fire, your lightning bolt was anywhere from 90' long for a 10' wide bolt, to 190' long for a 5' wide bolt, started at your fingertip, and would have had to travel through brush and numerous other trees, which are combustible, and would likely catch fire.
K'Nara has the right idea; keep brainstorming!
Olana Tuesday April 15th, 2003 6:04:23 PM
Having appealed to the small creature's sensibilities, Olana goes back to fire beating and ground clearing.
"Having fun?" she asks Milo with a grin.
Figment d6=6 d6=5 d6=4 d6=3 d6=3 d6=2 d6=6 d6=2 d6=6 Tuesday April 15th, 2003 10:26:30 PM
The mage looks to the firey red head and then to the fairies. "This is your fault! I expect you to compensate me for ANY spells lost from my book, you little trouble makers. Sneak up on us at night to "test" us and then whine when you don't like the way it goes for you. Well boo hoo hoo!". The mage pulls out his book and casts his cone of cold onto the burning trees. He grits his teeth as the words disappear.
In a controlled rage he looks at the little critters and says dangerously "Do not give me a reason to cast another from my book. The next one will be on you if you do...".
Lian (Dodge) Wednesday April 16th, 2003 2:17:27 AM
OOC: Dodge is versus Figment.
Lian, hearing Figments decree, jumps out of the tree he's in and moves to K'Nara.
Under his breath, the monk states his opinion. "Boss, it seems to me NO compensation is in order to Figment from you or us. He cast the fire storm into the trees without thinking, then the lightning bolt to 'remedy' the whole thing?! His anger has got the best of him. No, his mistake warrants nothing from you. Besides, he could purchase scrolls, books or whatever, later." He looks at Figment. "He could be under the control of some outside force."
Ingrge Wednesday April 16th, 2003 10:26:46 AM
standing and listening to all the hubbub while he watches trees slowly burn behind his wind wall, Ingrge grits his teeth and frets about what he sees as an overwhelming weakness in the Talons. Anyone close will see his brow furrow as he thinks to himself We have been on the defensive and dealing with certain combat issues for so long, that we have very little diversity in our methods and tactics. We have almost become predictable. If we are not carefull we will soon have some major difficulties.
Milo Wednesday April 16th, 2003 12:37:45 PM
Looking over toward Olana, "Only because I'm near you dearest, though I daresay we need to stick a cork in one of our wizards."
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 16th, 2003 1:15:51 PM
Bertram snorts at the mages' words. "Friend Figment I am sure your spells are valuable but lets get some perspective. I am sure the entire Culverwood is worth more than you using up one of your valuable spells. Of course, come to think of it, your spell of cold is being wasted because of your voluntary wasting of the spell of fire." Bertram grins wolfishly and keeps stomping out any fire he can.
Orson Wednesday April 16th, 2003 9:38:00 PM
"I think the wizards right. Why the heck should we care what this little '(censored)' thinks or wants. HE attacked us, destroyed our equipment, now whines that his forest is burning. What gives him the right to complain now. My wife bought me that shirt before she died, it was all I had left from her. He's lucky I don't hack him to pieces right now!"
Orson continues to glare furiously at the small fey, blades at the ready.
Figment Wednesday April 16th, 2003 11:30:34 PM
Horrified at Lian's comment, the mage quietly comments "My comment was to the faries Lian, not the Talons...". It's almost as if the scene he is making is an act for the benefit of the interlopers. (OOC: Aw, come on guys. Surely you don't think Figment would torch the forest?).
The second test is passed, and a warranted explanation is delivered (DM Greg) Wednesday April 16th, 2003 11:43:32 PM
Milo, Olana and the others finish stamping out the flames that have been licking at the grass and shrubs at the edge of the clearing.
Under duress, Figment casts the cone of cold from his spellbook, and the writing disappears. However, the spell has the desired effect, as the supercooled air mass extinguishes half of the second forest fire. This allows Ingrge to wrap his wind wall around the remaining burning trees, and the wall starts to constrict the fresh air flow. Holding the circular wall around the fire for the remainder of the spell, the flames die down. By the time the spell ends, the trees that were not doused by the cone of cold are merely smouldering.
The fey looks with relief at the doused fires, and then looks back at K'Nara, Figment and Orson. He addresses the fighter holding the swords threateningly, "I am truly sorry that the metal shirt was the last remembrance of your lost wife. Do you truly intend to 'hack me to pieces'? Please, put away your swords, and I will try to explain."
"You chase the shapeshifter; I realize this. However, what you don't realize, is that he holds my daughter hostage, while he carries out his wicked plans. Do you think that I and my tribe would let him collect the sap, if we had any way to stop him? I have examined the signs, and I have discovered that my daughter's life will be forfeit if the shifter is directly harmed by any fey."
"When you appeared in the forest, on the shifter's trail, I realized that you could possibly help me recover my daughter, and stop the shifter from completing his plans. But, you don't know how powerful the shifter is. Don't you see, that is why I needed to test you: to determine if your party is powerful enough to defeat the shifter and his minions. I selected creatures that would not directly harm you. If any of you had been affected by the cockatrices, I have scrolls that could have returned you to your original form."
"Unfortunately, during the test, your wizard decided to attack the forest, rather than the creatures. The fires were never meant to happen, and I will have to explain my involvement in the fires to the Keeper."
"For those of you that lost armour to the rust creatures, I have four suits that you can select from to replace the ones lost, if you desire." He whistles, and two fey fly from the edge of the forest, dragging a large sack between them along the ground.
"I can lead you to the shifter, and the tree. I believe you are powerful enough to defeat him, and rescue my daughter. What do you say?"
K'Nara Thursday April 17th, 2003 9:50:49 AM
"We will get your daughter back, that I promise." K'Nara said to the sprite. "It's the least we could do considering the enormous harm we almost caused to the Culverwood. I will inform the Keeper myself--should it be necessary--that it was I who was responsible for the fires. I am the leader of the Emerald Talons--and this is the second time I have failed to control one of my people; thus I am ultimately to blame for the blaze."
The tall bladesinger nodded to the sack.
"Whomever needs to replace their armor--please feel free." K'Nara turned to Figment. "I will pay for the spell that I ordered you to read from your book." Finally she turned her full attention to the sprite.
"I am--as I said earlier--K'Nara Illutu, leader of the Emerald Talons." the woman warrior said with quiet dignity. "Who are you, sir? What can you tell us of the tree that poor Tremaine seeks? Why does he believe that he can utilize its sap...what's it supposed to do? And (last but not least!)...can you point us in the right direction so that we can try to stop him--we think he's under the influence of some evil cult."
Milo Thursday April 17th, 2003 12:08:23 PM
Turning toward Lian, "Friend elf... Figment did not direct his attack or thoughts thereof at his comrades." Turning toward the wizard, "Nope, he directed it at the mercurial fauna in a forest that is their home. So he is completely justified in walking into someone else's home and as soon as they place a demand upon him, he seeks to blow them up... makes perfect sense to me..." Milo is clearly not serious, and not amused all at the same time. "Perhaps when you're done with these small folk, I could direct you to my homeland. Though I assure you, that once you were done casting, you'd better be prepared to lose more than a page from your spellbook." Milo sheaths his short sword and stands with hands on hips and head cocked. His holy symbol of Pantheon denoting his status as a Justicar glints in the light.
Ingrge Thursday April 17th, 2003 4:07:16 PM
Ingrge listens to the Fey and then K'nara as she accepts the charge.
"Ummm, excuse me. There is a little matter of what your daughter looks like? When I scried Tremaine yesterday, he was travelling only with a very large tiger. There was no sign of anyone or anything, else travelling with him. And the tiger seemingly was with him by choice. So how do we know that what you say is the truth and that you are not something the shapechanger has placed in our path to delay us? Also, how do we know that your daughter went unwillingly with Tremaine? But if true, how will we know your daughter when we find her? What is her name?"
Lian d20+17=32 d20+7=26 d20+4=10 Thursday April 17th, 2003 6:18:29 PM
Initially in shock at Milo's apparent chastizing of the monk, Lian then realizes that the Justicar's statement wasn't so much directed at him, but directed at the wizard's choice of actions. The monk chuckles a little at the halfling pointed remarks. As the other Talon's question the fey, the monk stands watchful and alert. He listens tothe sounds of the forest. (Listen, Spot and Search; 32, 26 and 10)
Lian (addendum) Thursday April 17th, 2003 6:22:42 PM
While he is vigilant of his surroundings, he is also concerned about the smouldering embers. He goes to the burnt ground and puts out the red-orange embers if he can.
Figment Thursday April 17th, 2003 8:51:54 PM
The mage scowls at Milo as he gives his rebuke. "I see... So then when an unknown force simply decides to attack us in the middle of the night we are then to assume that they are actually friendly and we are not to use all means at our disposal to defend ourselves and win the battle? And when they cry out that they are really not enemies but are still attacking us am I to believe them and let them continue to maim or kill those I travel with and call my friends?! If I were to be greeted in your home by cockatrices and rust monsters, and invisible beings casting spells and attacking me, my friend, you can be sure I would return the favor as I would assume your family was fallen upon by interlopers. You're saying you would let the enemy set the rules? The next time you are being cut to peices by something I'll be sure to pause and ask you if you feel like it would be appropriate for me to cast on your behalf. We wouldn't want to offend anyone, now would we...And in return for being attacked we are asked to help, and be accountable to the 'Keeper' for damaging his flora...". The mage stares incredulously at the halfling and K'Nara, clearly not pleased at the responses to his attempts on behalf of the party. "I'll pay for my own spells, warrior woman. Perhaps you should use your cash to acquire getting your sense back.". Then he turns to the fey and in even tones offers "And as for you... if you would like I will be pleased to help free your daughter. But I would have been more willing had you just asked nicely - and more able as I now have one less spell to help with...".
Brother Bertram Thursday April 17th, 2003 9:02:12 PM
Bertram snorts in amusement at the mage's blusterings. "Your speech truly moved me, Friend Figment. For a moment it made me almost forget that you had set an ancient forest on fire." Bertram chuckles as he looks through the bag for armor that would meet his needs.
Lian (furthermore) Thursday April 17th, 2003 11:24:06 PM
"If I could play the harp, I would play it for you friend Figment." Says the monk with a smirk.
Thinking to himself as he surveys the embers, 'He has excuses for every little thing. Never his fault. Be responible for yourself, friend.'
More explanations (DM Greg) Friday April 18th, 2003 2:22:21 AM
The sprite calls out to the two other sprites holding the sack, and they dump the contents out on the ground. Then the two sprites proceed to arrange the items into four separate pieces of armour: one breastplate, one mithril shirt, one chain shirt, and one set of studded leather armour. The sprite leader says, "Please select a set of armour from these, if you lost a set in the test. I know that each is magical, and none of them are cursed, but that is all I know of them."
Then he turns to K'Nara, and says, "I thank you for your calm in this storm, and for your words of leadership. I am known as ..." And he proceeds to make a number of sounds that would be almost impossible for a human to reproduce. Then he says, "But you may call me Fils. The tree that you seek lies in a part of the forest that is nominally in my tribe's control. It is a very magical tree, for its sap, if collected properly, can be used to cause incredible transformations. As an example, the Keeper has used the sap to repair large areas of damage to this forest. The sap may well be related to Woldsblood in some way. In any event, I am sure that the shifter has only the worst of intentions for the sap that he is collecting. I can certainly lead you to the tree; it is about two hours travel from here. My reading of the signs show that his ritual for collecting the sap will end today when the sun reaches its zenith, so I suggest your group get more rest before we leave. I and my tribe will watch over you, and continue to put out the burning embers that may still remain. We will waken you in two hours, and then we can travel to the tree, and be there well before the ritual ends, well in time to stop it."
Then Fils turns to Ingrge, and says, "I can understand your mistrust, for I have not treated you fairly. I felt the only way to determine if you were capable of matching the power of the shifter and his minions was to set the test. I have not had many experiences with adventurers such as yourselves, and my few experiences led me to believe that most of you are acters more than thinkers, and somewhat full of your own abilities. But I can see, as a result of the test, that your party truly is powerful, and I hope, powerful enough to defeat the shifter."
"The sap-collecting apparatus that the shifter set up at the tree has been in place for many days now. When he leaves it, his minions stay behind to guard it for him. He keeps my daughter in some sort of extra-dimensional cloth that he carries with him, so I am not surprised that you have never seen her. She was able to send me one message, mind-to-mind, before she was placed in cloth, and I haven't heard from her since. You should be able to recognize her, she looks like a younger, female version of me. Her name is ...well, you may call her Sanadi."
"The tiger is his constant companion, and may be a pet, or something more. His other two minions are huge, hulking blue-haired beasts, somewhat resembling a giant ape in stature, but the face is very different. They also have two wicked bone hooks on the back of each hand. They seem to be of limited intelligence, but are quick to do the shifter's bidding."
"And as for your question about my being some test or trial put in your place by the shifter, that is a decision you will have to make for yourselves."
Milo Friday April 18th, 2003 3:19:05 AM
Milo purses his lips at Figment's rebuttal and seeing that the wizard would rather talk around the subject than take responsibility for his own actions, he wisely allows the topic to drop for the moment. 'It all seemed so clear to Milo that the rules of engagement were set from the very beginning when they were told they were to be tested, however considering the height of a human and the amount of effort that it must take for someone at that altitude to think, Milo is willing to make some allowances.'
Smiling sweetly at Figment, "Feel free to pause and think whenever you like." Milo looks upon his own person unscathed, "I'll be just fine."
Orson Friday April 18th, 2003 10:44:20 AM
Orson finally lowers his blades. Hearing about the creatures daughter, he reluctantly agrees to help as well. "I do it for her sake, not yours. We're it just you, I would let you know the pain of loss."
He grumbles and refuses the armor for a few moments, muttering 'you can't replace that armor', and things like that. After a minute or two, he wisens up though, realizing if their to go into battle against another cat, or worse, he'll want to be armored. Moving to the armor choices, he hefts the mithril shirt up, should it still be there, and begins to put it on. He tests the weight of the new armor, with a few pratice rounds, swinging powerfully and quickly. Should he be close, he slice near by the 'lead' pixie, though far enough away to not be considered a real threat.
After a few minutes of practice, he'll sheath his weapons and sit. He stares at the ring on his right hand a few moments, then retrieves his bedroll, and lays back to rest.
Olana Friday April 18th, 2003 5:48:25 PM
Olana lets out a long sigh, and then frowns - thinking on what the sprite is telling them.
"So, Tremaine wants to transform himself, perhaps into something that would kill - I wonder..... I think we'd better get there before he takes it - otherwise it will be no mere Shapeshifter that we fight. However, it would pay us to be well prepared and rested I'm sure."
A little later, she whispers to Milo - "A big blue ape with bone hooks? What do you make of those?" before going into her usual trance-like state.
Figment Saturday April 19th, 2003 12:08:30 AM
Seeing how the others are in no mindset to see reason the mage wanders off to check on Jux, and very seriously considers leaving. To himslef he mutters "Tested... Someone comes up and says we are to be tested and they actually BOUGHT IT... fools... fools all. Maybe we should use that tactic next time we fight someone. Don't fight us, just the stuff we send to take you out... we don't really count, we're just seeing how strong and powerfull you are... how foolish..."...
Ingrge Saturday April 19th, 2003 4:50:16 PM
Listening to Fils, Ingrge still has a funny feeling about the whole thing but can't really tell why.
As he watches Figment walk off by himself, Ingrge gets a bit angry and can't stay quiet any longer. Turning to address the group as well as Fils Ingrge speaks softly but with much conviction.
" You all are treating Figment quite unfairly. If any is at fault for the woods fire it is our "New Friend" here. Before this started and got out of hand I warned him about what might happen and that any damages to the woods would be on his head, and yet he persisted in the folly of attacking us. He said for us to defend ourselves and we did as we know best. Figment tried to take out and or distract the one who he felt was the most dangerous of our foes. And Now you fault him for it? Perhaps, Milo, the next time you go charging in somewhere and get caught up in something that you can't handle, Figment will hesitate before coming to your aid for fear of whtever. Or perhaps you would want one of us to delay casting a spell or reacting in time to save K'nara or even Olanna. We have been on the defensive far to often of late where our reation time is what has saved us. Would we be having this same conversation if one of us were lying here dead as a result of this test? I doubt it. In fact I expect several of you, Including you K'nara would be quite irate and saying something like; Oh, we might put out this fire when our friend is raised from the dead.
Look at yourselves and your own motivations before you cast judgement on one of our party that was fighting to protect us the best way he thought. In all honesty he beat me to casting a fireball only by seconds that would have been in direct defense of a party member, but would have had the same effects."
Having finished speaking what has to be the longest speech Ingrge has ever made, He too turns his back on the group and saunters over to where Figment is.
Milo d20+23=40 d20+21=31 Saturday April 19th, 2003 11:15:28 PM
Outraged, Milo shouts at Ingrge as soon as he turns his back, "Don't lecture me and turn your back on me Ingrge. This isn't about action and reaction... its about taking responsibility for your actions. I came to the realization a while back that my lack of insight was causing this group some harm... So I got myself some help." With that, Milo pulls his periapt bearing the holy symbol of Pantheon from his cloak, and holds it up. "Since I put this on, I have been able to think more clearly, stop and consider my actions, and words... and you should consider these... As of late, the only spell we get, seems to be fireball... Have you two ever thought of casting something else. There must be, in the great wide world of wizards, spells of that power that do not create such mass destruction. I wouldn't have cared, in the midst of combat, if you blew up the bloomin' faerie, as he attacked us... However there are other creatures that make this wood their home that did not. So... if we discover an evil 'whatever' in the middle of an orphanage full of children, are you going to destroy it with a fireball and forsake those who we seek to protect at the same time? Responsibilty my friend... for all your vaunted intellect... learn some." Disgusted, Milo turns, and with a swirl of his cloak, disappears into the woods at full speed.
Lian d20+7=23 d20+17=34 d20+5=10 Sunday April 20th, 2003 3:18:45 AM
At this point, aware of the anger fuming in the group, the monk speaks up in a mild but firm 'authorative' tone.
"Let us all shut up and think next time before we act; I am not exempting myself from this suggestion."
Thinking a moment, Lian adds. "I suggest, for the time being, that the 'spellcasters' choose their spells more carefully and take into consideration the possible enviroment we may be travelling into."
Prior to mounting Merlot to follow Milo into the woods(at normal speed), Lian states. "Besides, fireballs in forests and lightning bolts in a hamlet tavern, does not make a positive reputation for the Talons. Anger directly solves nothing." He grabs his horse's mane and swings a leg into the saddle and moves slowly into the brush to find his Justicar friend.
(Spot and Listen to find and follow Milo, 23 and 34... Lian might hear Milo) (Sense motive 10 on Figment, is Figment resolved on leaving, continuing or planning anything outwardly obvious???) OOC: No hard feelings David? ;) I'd hate to see a talon leave, even for in game reasons.
DE/Figment - OOC Sunday April 20th, 2003 12:25:42 PM
OOC: For the record, DEH does not get hard feelings over games... that's silly.
Figment is upset and hurt because he feels his best efforts to protect the party - which were very effective - were lambasted by other Talons, plus K'Nara placed her hand on him in a forceful way in combat - something he will not forget for a long, long time. They also seem to be siding with someone who clearly made themselves an enemy. On top of that the Talons are dressing him down in front of an external person to the Talons - something always handled behind closed doors in the past. And not just any person, a person who attacked them - and all over some stupid trees (his opinion). Of course, in his anger he too did the same thing. His original plan when he threatened to let the forest burn was to gain concessions from the fey and THEN put out the fire. This clearly wasn't picked up on by K'Nara - which he can understand - but to act in the way she and others did was way out of line in his opinion.
Also, Milo's comment about fireballs in the forest really aggrivated him. He cast the fireball for precisely the reasons Milo is criticizing him for: It caused a fire that ended the combat - period. They are just trees - and things that live in trees have wings and legs. They can avoid the fire. And even if they can't, who cares - they are just animals (again, his opinion). After the adrenaline stops running and anger subsides he will think more clearly. Brushing Jux has always been a great stress reliever for him. No, Figment will not leave the Talons so easily. At least not for long. With his teloport spell - of which he has two since he can't use Cone of Cold anymore - he could slip away for a drink in Plateau City at his favorite watering hole and be back in time to leave with them.
If you feel role-playing the above would be beneficial let me know and I'll rewrite it and get Greg to delete this text. For readability purposes.
DEH - OOC Sunday April 20th, 2003 12:32:19 PM
PS: Figment views Lian as merely a child by elven standards whi has lived a very sheltered life until recently and takes his comments in that light - just young.
Good play, folks. Life in a group isn't always pretty. No need to not have inner strife in-character as long as that is where it stays.
Resolving the issue? (DM Greg) Monday April 21st, 2003 10:33:57 AM
Orson pulls the mithril shirt over his head, and finds that it fits perfectly. The shirt feels as light as a feather, much lighter than the set he was wearing. [OOC: Use the mithril shirt description in the DMG. If you don't have it, send me an email.]
Fils listens to the inner party strife, and then points at Lian, saying, "The elf speaks the truth. Perhaps I did not need to test you the way that I did, but I tried to make the test as non-lethal as possible. You need to remember what is really important here. Yes, a small portion of the forest was damaged by fire, but you all worked to stop it, and you were successful. It will take all of your powers together, and your co-operation, to defeat the shifter and the creatures he has with him. Please, resolve your issues, and make yourselves ready for the coming conflict."
Milo disappears into the forest, and Lian mounts his horse to follow. The horse balks at the edge of the clearing, not being able to see into the dark forest. Then the horse carefully picks its way about 15' into the bush. Lian cannot make out the halfling's form, but does hear a faint sound, as the Justicar moves farther into the forest.
[OOC: Sense motive won't work on other PC's, unless the character is trying to directly lie to another character. Lian only senses that Figment is truly troubled.]
Olana d20+17=29 Monday April 21st, 2003 12:06:35 PM
Olana lets out an even bigger sigh as the 'discussion' escalates between her friends. Had she accused anyone? No. Had she judged anyone? No. Should she feel annoyed to be tarred with the same brush as the others? No. It was as pointless as the above. Utterly.
They had started a fire - they had put it out, and the sprite had won a major battle in getting everyone riled up, despite its ultimate intentions. That was one test they hadn't passed. Another sigh. Right now, they should be resting, preparing themselves. Instead, they were split up, some wandering alone in the depths of Culverwood - like it was some pleasant sun-lit copse where children played.
Part of her wanted to go dashing off after Milo, but something deeper kept her from doing so. It was a strange feeling, as clear and sharp as glass, and not altogether welcome. She began to see how fragile they all were, and how precariously balanced.
This was not the time to take sides.
So... Knowing the forest all too well, Olana calms herself and prepares arrow and bow. Her ears listen acutely to anything that might indicate that one of them was in distress, and she waits, trusting her companions to put out the fires they started in their own heads.
((Listen Check DC 29))
K'Nara Monday April 21st, 2003 4:16:11 PM
The human bladesinger had been silent, tending to the maintainence of the horses and then to her weapon. Now she stirred.
"We are all at fault, equally." she said firmly. "The sprite shouldn't have tried his test on us...but Figment was equally at fault because of the spell he chose to use as well as his stated reason for using it: you do not use a Fireball spell in the middle of the woods in order to use the safety of the Culverwood as a so-called 'bargaining chip' with a perceived foe! No matter how evil the foe may be, using unnecessarily destructive means to terrorize them into your way of doing things is just plain wrong--it makes you every bit as wicked as the evil you are fighting." K'Nara's blade flashed as she slid it along the whetstone with which she was sharpening it.
"...However...I was very wrong to have grabbed hold of Figment the way that I did." she admitted. "I acted out of anger and fear--something of which I am now highly ashamed and do earnestly beg your forgiveness for, Figment. A warrior...especially a bladesinger...must never lose control of their emotions--it always leads to disaster." A look flickered across K'Nara's slightly-freckled face--melancholy...regret..?--and she turned her hazel eyes directly towards the wizard now.
"Will you forgive this poor excuse of a would-be bladesinger for her moment of weakness...please..?" the leader of the Emerald Talons asked humbly.
Milo d20+28=47 d20+26=44 d20+28=38 d20+26=40 Monday April 21st, 2003 4:40:42 PM
Finding a cranny where he may settle himself Milo watches as Lian enters the Culverwood, thinking to himself, 'Now I've done it. Led the lad right into the dark of the wood.' Remaining silent, Milo keeps an eye on the elf, while concentrating on a calming technique taught by the clerics of Pantheon. In his mind he repeats the mantra, 'Breathe the air... air is life... life is peace... peace requires justice... justice requires calm... we are calm when we breathe.' Taking silent though deep breaths the halfling regains his equilibrium, and once he has found his center, moves back to camp, making sure Lian is aware of his presence at that time only. Milo then settles in for the night wordlessly, prepared to take his watch when the time comes. (OOC: Hide and Move silently in the wood and meditation are DC 47 and 44 respectively. Hide and Move silently coming back are DCs 38 and 40 respectively.)
Brother Bertram Monday April 21st, 2003 6:41:03 PM
Bertram ignores the rest of the argument and picks up the chain shirt and tries it on for size. He isnt looking for any more than what he had originally.
Figment Monday April 21st, 2003 10:02:25 PM
The mage looks at the bladedinger and is still clearly angry but it is draining away as it always does (just can't seem to stay mad long - not logical). With a sigh he addresses her. "Yes, K'Nara. I will forgive you for your action - but it is conditional. I frankly never expected you of all people to do what you did as you are ALWAYS in control, but I want you to promise me you will never call yourself by something you are not. You are an exemplary warrior in every respect - to include self control. So many times life has been on the line and you have prevailed with your controlled fury. If a lapse had to occur I would have it with me rather than another. Do not refer to yourself in such a dergatory way again. I certainly will not as it is so obviously not true - angry or no - nor will I tolerate such speech from another in regards to you.".
Clearing his throat, the mage continues. "On the issue of the fireball: I think you may not understand what I was doing. If you dom then I simply disagree. You seem with your words to take more stock in a couple of trees than I. I will not criticize your feelings, but if my choice is to burn a tree and every bird, squirrel, and whatever else might be in it for the sake of ending a potentially deadly combat - or to give us an edge over an unknown enemy - I will take it. I refuse to choose a tree or two over the life of a Talon. I won't do it - I CAN'T do it! As far as we knew, this disembodied voice was simply trying to distract us from attacking him so he could gain an advantage over us. Even when he appeared there was still question as to whether or not he was friend or foe. I would not, K'Nara, willingly burn Culverwood. I hope you know that. I would have figured out a way to stop the fire - with or without spells once the threat to the party was neutralized.". Smiling he offers once last thought. "You must admit, the fire got his attention and did stop the combat... I expect if I was allowed to continue I could have gotten him to promise us a lot more.".
The party talks (DM Greg) Monday April 21st, 2003 11:25:50 PM
Fils waits as the party resolves their problems.
Bertram tries on the chain shirt, and finds that it fits him just fine.
Milo appears back at the edge of the clearing.
The party decides if they will take up the sprite's offer of watching over them for the remainder of the night. "Please, get some rest. You will need all of your abilities in the morning," the sprite says.
Lian Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 1:07:08 AM
After rejoining the party, the monk lays out his bedroll and begins to study a scroll. About a half an hour later, he begins his Khata excercises and then meditation.
(He'll take up last watch or second to last.)
K'Nara Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 10:17:14 AM
"I'm glad to hear you forgive me, Figment," said the tall female fighter as she reached around for her sword's sheath, "But I'm sad to hear that you didn't quite get my own point..." K'Nara returned Lucia to its home and sighed heavily.
"Surely by now, wizard, you must realize that the Culverwood is more than mere trees--bigger than little furry animals..? It is the basis of life for every being that inhabits the Emerald Kingdom! Parnoth knew what he was doing when he made the elves of the Kingdom slaves by forcing the artificial landscaping of large areas of the Culverwood--by making them prune and cut the living forest into beautiful but wholly unnatural shapes, he was also forcing the elves to do the very same thing to their very own souls! No wonder the elven workers had practically no life in their eyes whenever one met their gaze--the trees of the Culverwood are probably connected to that magical substance...what is it called?...that 'Wold's Blood'..?" K'Nara glanced to Olana and Ingrge for the confirmation of the name of the mystic liquid that nurtured The Wold in its life and its afterlife.
"So, no--I admit that I didn't know what you were trying to do...but, yes, I still think that you handled the situation poorly--after all, the very comrades that you wanted to safeguard by ending the fight early were smack-dab in the middle of the forest you set on fire--and we could have been casualties of that fire as easily as any of the little squirrels or birds or other life that can be found here in the Culverwood." K'Nara sighed again.
"I will agree to disagree with you about that point, though, because what's done is done, and cannot be undone. Just...please try not to blow up the woods again when we finally get to Tremaine. I can tell you right now--it just wouldn't be a very wise thing to do."
K'Nara stood up.
"I trust Fils enough to leave sentry duty to him and his people." she said. "So standing watch will be purely voluntary tonight." So saying, the human bladesinger set up her bedroll to get some sleep.
Brother Bertram Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 2:54:53 PM
Bertram ignores the rest of the argument having already voiced all he wanted to say. Hearing there would be no watch he immediately prepared his bedroll for a, hopefully, long sleep.
Orson Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 6:21:13 PM
Orson relaxed as K'Nara finished up the arguement, sort of glad that Figment's action drew the attention, his own lack of control falling through the cracks. Upon hearing K'Nara announce no watch, he sighes, completely disagreeing with her trust.
Sitting up, Orson eats another helping of rations, then stands, begining more rounds of training, and preparing for the long sleepless night ahead.
As the warrior spun and swung, repetition after repition of different attack maneuvers, his mind wandered to other things. K'Nara's unusual trust in these people that attacked them made the warrior wonder why the bladesinger was in charge. How could a young woman, girl almost, like her be placed in such a position, with all her companions lives relying on her decisions. Even if she was correct in this instance, trusting enemies so quickly would one day be the downfall of the Talons...and he wasn't sure if he wanted to be apart of it.
He'll continue training and thought for about an hour, and then complete a 4 hour watch. Unless anyone mentioned they would take a watch as well, the warrior continues vigil over the others, not sleeping for the night.
When morning comes, he'll going into another round of practice, before eating a double helping of breakfast.
Olana Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 6:55:03 PM
Olana starts to relax as everyone returns, greeting Milo with a relieved smile.
She offers to take a watch, too, not needing a lot of sleep, and listens as various conversations bounce back and forth. Perhaps things were not fully resolved, but at least they were all together.
Ingrge d20+22=33 d20+25=38 Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 7:40:55 PM
Sitting away from the rest of the group Ingrge opens his his back pack and taking out his mirror prepares to scry for Tremaine and if possible Fils daughter as well. That in mind Ingrge calls over to Fils and asks if he has anything of hers that he can use as an additional focus a lock of hair would be best. Afterwards he will rest while Fils folks watch. Tremain DC 10, Fils Daughter DC 15 (Scry rolls 33 tremaine, 38 daughter)
Milo Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 8:23:29 PM
Milo smiles and winks at Olana, now completely relaxed once more. "Wake me up a couple hours after you finish meditating, and I'll keep watch with you." The halfling settles in comfortably before forgetting the night's events altogether and falling to sleep.
The Ish'gara Tree
The remainder of the night, and the morning (DM Greg) d20+1=20 Tuesday April 22nd, 2003 9:45:31 PM
The party settles in for the remainder of the night, with some of the party members taking the sprite's advice, and actually getting some sleep. A few, however, still have trouble trusting the fey, and watch over their sleeping friends. Over the next six hours or so, the sprites flit around the clearing, stamping out and dousing the last of the embers from the fire.
In the morning, the party rouses, and packs to leave. Four fey women fly into the clearing, carrying a platter slung between them. On the platter are an assortment of fruits, vegetables and bread, as well as some small pieces of dried meat. At the same time, two sprite men roll a small sloshing cask across the clearing, and two others drag a tray holding a number of small cups. They breach the cask and pour the liquid, which turns out to be water, into the cups.
Fils turns to the rising party members, and says, "We have provided breakfast; please share with us. As I said last night, it is about two hours travel to the tree, so we should be leaving right after everyone has eaten. As long as we are there before the sun reaches its zenith, and the ritual is finished, we will be able to stop the shifter from collecting the sap."
[OOC: Kent, I read the Scry spell to only allow you to scry one target. I figured that you would rather check on Tremaine, so I am going with that. If you have an MDM ruling that allows you to scry more than one target with the spell, please let me know.] As the party is eating (or not, as the case may be), Ingrge takes out his mirror, and casts his scrying spell, targeting Tremaine. He sees Tremaine bending over a large apparatus that is attached to a huge tree trunk. The apparatus is made of numerous rods, gears, and pieces of metal, all seeming to be manufactured from semi-precious stones and precious metals. It is glowing with a sick greenish-yellow colour, and seems to be vibrating with power. Suddenly, the shifter stands straight up, and turns to face the spot containing the magical sensor created by the scrying spell. He frowns, and moves across the clearing surrounding the base of the tree. He continues to move into the forest, looking over his shoulder.
Lian Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 1:06:40 AM
After eating ample amounts of food, the monk sits back and allows the food to settle.
He waits for the party to move out, studying his scroll further. He remains quiet through the morning.
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 10:15:37 AM
Bertram rises in the morning, pleasantly surprised by the night's quiet as well as a delivered breakfast. He prays to Domi for guidance for himself and the party in the hours ahead. He also prays to Gargul, unsure of how to properly pray to that being after meeting him.
((OOC Bert keeps same spells))
Orson Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 11:49:07 AM
Waking after his short rest, Olana having taken over watch, Orson eats a large breakfast of his trail rations, completely ignoring the feys offered foods. He eats quickly, and goes into his morning practice routines, though slides to a halt as the fey speaks of the trip to the tree. He was sure he heard the fey say 'we'.
"He's coming with us?" he asks questioningly towards K'Nara, but as he does he realizes she trusts him, so Orson doesn't wait for an answer before turning away and continuing his solo training. This was sounding worse all the time, now they would face the shifter with fey at there back, who might as well be working with him all along. But if the feys daughter was actually in trouble, he had to try and help.
DM Greg - OOC Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 12:38:52 PM
Did Ingrge and Figment rest at all after the test with the sprites? Please state this in today's post.
Ingrge Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 6:01:36 PM
Ater finishing his 1 hour scry Ingrge makes a brief notation about what he saw so that he remmebers and then continues with his plan for rest. (in previous post)
In the morning, Ingrge relates to the group and Fils what he saw during his scrying and finishes preparing the spells he is to have for the day. (Spell list coming today)
(OOC Greg no I was scrying for Tremaine but was hopeful of possibly catching a sighting of the lass as she is supposedly ON his person somewhere.)
[OOC: Kent, sorry I missed the resting in your last post. I thought you would be scrying in the morning, not the night before.
Milo Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 7:36:10 PM
After getting sufficient rest, Milo arises and prays to Pantheon as the light of day breaks into the wood. Afterward he goes about his morning wordlessly, though not without merriment, as he whistles a merry tune quietly to himself and is generally pleasant, leaving his thoughts to focus upon the day's appointed task of hunting down Tremaine.
Figment Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 10:40:19 PM
The mage nods to the warrior woman, their argument apparrently resolved. "Out of respect of for I will find another way to protect the party other than torching the forest. Please note I have several other options that may appear to be destructive, but they will only seem that way. If it looks otherwise I will ask for your trust.". The mage sleeps and then rememorizes spells the next morning.
Olana Wednesday April 23rd, 2003 11:15:16 PM
On watch in the early morning after some rest, Olana notes that Orson eats like a horse. She's astounded at the quantity and reckons he could run up quite a bill in a tavern. Still... they all had different energy levels and needs.
She accepts breakfast from the fey, thanks them graciously, and gets ready to move out once more.
K'Nara Thursday April 24th, 2003 7:32:08 AM
Just before dawn, K'Nara woke up. She silently removed herself from the immediate area and find a relatively nearby place to engage in the intricate but vital exercises that were standard for all bladesingers to practice. As she went through the fluid movements, her mind turned back to the day she met Gemsmith--her original bladesinger master--almost two years ago...
"This isn't going to be easy, girl," the elf told her, the ring of truth making his voice all the sharper, "Only one in ten elves who begin such training from the time they are adolescents actually completes the regimen and formally becomes a recognized bladesinger. You're a human and you're already an adult--two very large strikes against you."
"According to what you've told me already, Master Gemsmith," K'Nara replied, "My being human should make this training impossible...yet here you are, offering to teach me the secret of the bladesong--a crime in the eyes of elvenkind."
"Yet you would submit to having a mere elf be your master..?" Gemsmith retorted.
"Parnoth's endorsement of the persecution of elves was never anything that I agreed with," K'Nara answered, "For all that most of the village falls under his sway. Such bigotry is ignorant and unfair...and I will never knowingly be party to it."
"Bigotry isn't limited to either dragons or humans," Gemsmith said with a slight smile, "Which is the reason why I'm offering you the secret of the bladesong--you'll be the only human in The Wold to know it...as well as the only bladesinger in The Wold to utilize a bastard sword to perform it. So...you are with me, then?"
"Aye, master," K'Nara agreed, "I am with you."
Gemsmith had taught K'Nara not just the art of the bladesong, though--he taught her to view the Culverwood as the elves of the Emerald Kingdom did: not merely an ancient forest, but a veritable wellspring of life for all that lived in and near it. Most places in The Wold, Gemsmith had said, reflected the intentions of the lifeforms that lived there. The elves of the Culverwood had lived in the Emerald Kingdom for thousands of years, making the majority of the forest reflect their own reverence for the natural order of things...a view that was alien to most humans.
The tall female finished her exercises and then went about her morning routine, joining Olana when the fey appeared with breakfast. The ranger had an appetite, true--but the only other person K'Nara had ever known to keep up with K'Nara's own penchant for packing away the food was Valdor of the Gold Dragons.
To the tree (DM Greg) Thursday April 24th, 2003 12:46:48 PM
The party finishes breakfast, and readies for the day. Spells are memorized, prayers are offered, muscles are stretched and limbered up.
Finally, after the party is packed to leave, Fils approaches and says, "If you are ready to leave, I will lead you to the tree. Although I cannot directly attack the shifter or his minions, I can lead the way. I can also provide you with this scroll, similar to the ones that I used to summon the creatures for the test." [OOC: Summon monster V scroll at minimum caster level.] He offers the scroll to Figment. "I am sorry that you lost the ability to cast one of your spells during the test. I realize that this will not replace that spell, but perhaps it will be useful in the future."
Fils leads the party deeper into the forest. As you travel, you notice the regular small woodland creatures and associated noises. After about one and a half hours of walking, you can see the trees are getting larger, and less undergrowth is visible. The overhead canopy is at least 40' high, and very little sunlight penetrates to the forest floor.
Eventually, the sprite stops, points, and says, "The tree is about 300 yards in that direction. I do not want to travel any farther, in case the shifter spots my presence."
Lian d20+14=28 d20+17=37 d20+29=45 Thursday April 24th, 2003 11:37:24 PM
The monk continues with the party in silence as they move toward the tree.
(Move Silently 28, Listen 37, Hide 45(to stay out of sight of the tree or Tremaine)
Lian takes a standard action to shift his appearance slightly (while he's hidden), to 'look' like a half elf fighter in studded leather, changing his hair and eye color. He's carrying his bow. He moves slightly ahead of the party.
Brother Bertram Friday April 25th, 2003 3:53:43 AM
Bertram hefts his axe nervously, and prepares for battle.
Orson Friday April 25th, 2003 1:21:05 PM
Orson stretches his arms, loosening them up a little bit. He Glances towards the Talons leader as they move away from the fey, "What are our intentions here? Sounds like he will attack with dealy force against us, both he and his animals. What force do you intend us to retaliate with, should things turn bad?"
With her trust the fey and protect the forest attitude, he wanted to make sure he wouldn't fall under the groups wrath as Figment did for downing one of the beasts, or Tremaine, if he couldn't be reasoned with or subdued.
Olana d20+11=17 d20+13=21 Friday April 25th, 2003 1:52:57 PM
"Well, one thing's for sure," mentions Olana as Orson asks. "It's going to be hard taking him alive if he's as obsessed with this task of his as we've been told. If he wants to fight to the death, we have a struggle on our hands, and it appears too late to be digging holes or setting up traps to subdue him. It's a pity we can't throw him in a bag or put him to sleep or something."
She keeps an eye on Lian up front, just in case he discovers something, and meanwhile employs her own skills to discover any possible lurking dangers as they move ahead.
((Knowledge Nature DC 17, Wilderness lore DC 21))
Ingrge Friday April 25th, 2003 6:08:54 PM
well that is the question, isn't it? Do we try and take Tremaine alive, or do we just plain stop him?
First off I think we should not all go charging in from the same direction, I think we should go in pairs or some combination tha makes sense. And if you give me a few seconds I will cast a spell that might make him think we are coming from one place when we are not.
Milo Saturday April 26th, 2003 4:25:42 PM
Looking up to Olana, Milo speaks quietly, "Subdual is possible in hand to hand combat. I have training in this." Milo smiles.
K'Nara d20+5=17 d20=11 d20+1=11 Monday April 28th, 2003 12:03:40 PM
"I'd prefer him alive--we're all fairly sure that Tremaine isn't acting under his own willpower," K'Nara said, unsheathing her sword, "But--make no mistake--if he gives you no choice, give no quarter. Such is the way of battle.
"However...do keep in mind that we can stop him if we can take out that sap he's so keen to get his hands on, as well. As long as we can prevent him from completing whatever he has in mind for the stuff, we will make it impossible for him to carry out whatever mission he believes he must complete." So saying, the human bladesinger began to stealthily approach the tree's site, keeping her eyes and ears peeled for the slightest sign of Tremaine.
To the tree...again (DM Greg) Monday April 28th, 2003 5:36:05 PM
[OOC: Have a quick look at the DM posts from mid to late February, to help you figure out what you are expected to do with Tremaine.]
Fils flies over to Ingrge, and asks, "Can you scry the shifter, or the tree, again? It is important that we get a chance to see what he is doing. I believe that, as the ritual draws closer to completion, the colour of the apparatus will change from green at the beginning of the ritual, to a bright yellow near the end."
He flies quickly up to the top of the trees, and then flits back down. "The sun is about one hour short of its zenith, so I suggest you make your plans accordingly."
The party moves about 100 yards closer to the tree, to make their plans. No-one notices anything as they make their way that far. [OOC: It wasn't clear in your posts about how you planned to approach the tree. Were you all moving directly to the tree, or were some moving ahead to scout, while the rest waited behind? Some of you rolled hide and move silently, but not all of you. I have placed you about 200 yards from the tree, and about 100 yards away from where Fils is waiting.]
Brother Bertram Monday April 28th, 2003 8:44:02 PM
Bertram holds back , waiting, while allowing others to scout ahead. He will await for others to decide how to approach the tree.
Ingrge Monday April 28th, 2003 9:25:09 PM
Looking at Fils and then over to K'nara, Ingrge answers. Yes I can scry again but it will take a full hour during which I will be fully vulnerable.
Figment Monday April 28th, 2003 10:12:31 PM
The mage offers to the others. "Wait here a bit. I'll have a look around...". He casts improved invisibility on himself and proceeds to the side a bit. He then casts fly on himself and takes to the air. He patrols the area and returns to the others with a report (NOTE: I'm assuming we're not in combat so I cast 2 spells).
Olana Monday April 28th, 2003 11:43:07 PM
The elf waits for Figment to return, then they can plan accordingly.
Lian (change self) Tuesday April 29th, 2003 2:38:14 AM
Lian stops to wait for the bulk of the group to move forward. Stopping 100 yards from the tree. He still looks like the half-elven fighter in studded leather with a bow. He remains hidden and still.
Milo (endurance) d4+1=5 Tuesday April 29th, 2003 9:41:52 AM
Milo prays quietly to Pantheon for endurance in this up coming conflict, and then reaching into his satchel produces a pair of potions. Moving closer to Olana, he holds one of them out, and whispers, "This'll double your reflexes in the coming struggle, making you more difficult to hit, and allowing you to hit more often if need be." Milo smiles at her, "The feeling of pure speed can be... exhilerating as well." Milo keeps one of the potions in hand, ready for himself. (OOC: Milo cast endurance upon himself and rolled 5. The potions he is holding/offering to Olana are both potions of haste.)
Ingrge Tuesday April 29th, 2003 4:46:12 PM
Also before we go in we might want to cast a few spels on party member that would benefit from them. I have a cat's grace, a bull's strenght and a stone skin I can provide.
DEH Tuesday April 29th, 2003 10:28:46 PM
I am going to be out of town Th, F, and then M, T of next week as well and unable to post. Can anyone post for Figment? I can post tomorrow. Thanks.
DEH Tuesday April 29th, 2003 10:33:09 PM
My email is gareth-3@juno.com if you are interested.
Brother Bertram Tuesday April 29th, 2003 10:38:25 PM
While waiting, Bertram exhorts Domi to favor him in the coming battle.
((OOC Casts Divine Power-raises base attack to +7 Strength is raised to 18 for a +4 modifier and adds 7 more hit points))
Olana Tuesday April 29th, 2003 11:00:03 PM
'Ooooooh,' says the elf, taking the HASTE potion from Milo, keeping it handy, ready to knock back once they know what they're doing. 'Thank you.' She smiles.
'Ingrge if you have something that will protect me, I'll gladly take it.'
A first scouting (DM Greg) Wednesday April 30th, 2003 11:39:21 PM
While the rest of the party waits, and casts preparatory spells, Lian and Figment move forward.
Lian moves forward, and stops some distance from the tree. The trunks of the larger trees, and the undergrowth, block his view of the clearing surrounding the Ish'gara tree, but he can make out a bright yellow glow coming from the direction of the tree.
Figment, invisible, flies closer for a look. As he approaches the clearing, he too sees a bright yellow glow coming through the forest. When he can see into the clearing proper, he notices a human figure hunched over a brightly-glowing apparatus. Lying some 15' to one side is the largest tiger that Figment has ever seen, dwarfing even the tigers that the party fought earlier in their quest. Of the blue-skinned ape-creatures, there is no sign.
Ingrge d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d20+22=42 Thursday May 1st, 2003 8:20:40 PM
Ingrge putters around a bit and then after setting up his mirror for scrying cast three spells on different part members. Casting Bull's strength on Olanna (+4 to strength) Cat's Grace on Bert (+5 dex to Bert) and stoneskin on K'nara.
Going back over to his mirror, he calls for fils and asks him what it is he should be looking for about the tree when he scrys Tremaine next. Getting the infor he attempts his scrying. (dc 10 - rolled a natural 20 for a 42)
Orson Thursday May 1st, 2003 10:04:20 PM
"We're waiting an hour?" Orson asks, seeing Ingrge setting up his mirror. "The tree's just over there, he can probably hear us if we talk loud enough."
Drawing his blades, he grips them firmly, tensing his muscles. "We should go now, fairy guy said we had to hurry, we shouldn't waste time." He glances towards K'Nara, as she has the final call.
DM Greg OOC Thursday May 1st, 2003 10:36:55 PM
Talons, I need to let you know that Donna is not feeling well at all, and won't be posting for a few days. Please do not wait for her to post. Who is the second in command?
Olana Thursday May 1st, 2003 11:58:47 PM
Olana accepts the Bulls Strength spell and prepares to go into battle, remembering the Haste potion in her pocket.
"This is just an idea," she says quietly. "But if we have to do this fast - then we should go straight for Tremaine, and try not to engage his creatures first. We'll just waste time fighting them and he'll be able to complete what he was doing."
Figment (Jan posting for DEH) Friday May 2nd, 2003 12:01:19 AM
Figment returns to the group and tells them about Tremaine, the yellow glow, the massive tiger, and no sign of the blue things.
"The fey said yellow would be the final stage of Tremaines spell. I don't think we can afford to wait."
((Kent's Ingrge is K'Nara's second in command))
Milo (endurance) d20+21=24 d20+23=27 Friday May 2nd, 2003 10:06:18 AM
Milo acknowledges Figment, "You're right... we shouldn't wait..." With that, he draws his short sword as he moves with all due haste toward Tremaine's location. (OOC: Made move silently and hide checks DC 24 and 27 respectively. Already penalized myself -5 for moving full speed)
Lian d20+29=47 d20+14=31 Friday May 2nd, 2003 10:11:18 AM
Like a snake circling its prey, Lian moves purposefully toward the glow, remaining as quiet and hidden as possible until he is afforded the opportunity to strike. (OOC: Made hide and move silently checks at DCs 47 and 31 respectively. Moving at half speed so as to allow others to catch up.)
Brother Bertram Sunday May 4th, 2003 11:11:22 PM
Bertram feels the spell cast by Ingrge begin to take effect and nods his thanks. Bertram waits for the groups hierarchy to decide when to advance.
More Recon Data...(DM Assistant Mark) Sunday May 4th, 2003 11:30:21 PM
Figment swoops in startling several members of the group before settling to the ground. He quickly relays what he saw through the trees ahead to the others. Ingrge's scrying reveals Tremaine, covered in sweat, straining, as the glow from the apparatus begins to grow, to take a life on of its own as from a great golden furnace. Ingrge's spell even allows him to note the hair on the back of the tiger begin to stand up, perhaps from the strange forces at work. Milo disappears into the trees, moving as quickly as possible. Lian's eyes are drawn to the glow ahead, but he still remains cautious.
Olana d20+13=15 d20+13=20 Tuesday May 6th, 2003 11:52:50 AM
Seeing Milo and Lian move ahead, Olana wonders what to do for the best. Tremaine had to be stopped, and fast.
Quickly, she moves ahead as quietly and as stealthily as she can to a position where she can take a flying leap and pounce on Tremaine.
((OOC - Attempting to get in position - Hide check DC15, Move Silently DC 20))
Ingrge (displacement) Tuesday May 6th, 2003 7:20:15 PM
heading out with the others Ingrge activates his staff while moving and suddenly Ingrge seems to be shifting from place to place. After arriving at the tree and seeing that everyone is ready he cast a spell aimed at attracting Tremaine's attention away from where the Talon's are. Ghost sound -twigs breaking -cast 45 feet to the left of where we are coming from.
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 6th, 2003 9:28:13 PM
Bertram moves along as directed by Ingrge and K'nara, moving slowly, with axe at the ready.
Moving Closer (DM Assistant Mark) Wednesday May 7th, 2003 12:10:33 PM
The Talons begin thier advance upon Tremaine's position, with Milo, Olana and Ingrge leading the group. Lian is circling Tremaine, hidden somewhere in the surrounding overgrowth. Orson, Bertram, and K'nara make up the second wave of offense as they approach, with Figment to the rear to enable him to cast his spells undisturbed.
As the group approaches Tremaine, there is suddenly the sound of limbs cracking and the sound of dry twigs breaking under the weight of a heavy feet. At the sound, the tiger jumps to its feet and lets out an unearthly roar, its tail lashing as it paces beside Tremaine looking to see what is approaching. The unnerving roar of the tiger is almost forgotten however, as two sounds are heard that chills the blood of the Emerald Talons. The ghastly scream of the blue creature, quickly followed by the startled curse of Lian.
Lian is caught off guard by the sound of limbs breaking and sudden roar of the tiger. Suddenly he hears more movement in the underbrush, and is even more startled to find himself face-to-face with a large blue creature, with eyes full of hate and pent-up rage. The creature resembles a large frog from a surrealist nightmare, with wicked teeth and nasty spurs on each forearm. The creature was apparently responding to the same noise that Lian heard, for they both are surprised at seeing each other. But only for a second before the creature crouches into an offensive stance and screams out its challenge at Lian.
Figment Wednesday May 7th, 2003 11:20:27 PM
The mage hails the casting madman. "Hello, Trmaine. It's us, the Talons! Please call off your creatures and speak to us. If you will -what are you doing? And why? Can we help?".
Olana d20+17=26 Thursday May 8th, 2003 1:31:04 AM
Olana stops and hesitates as Figment hails Tremaine to see if it has any effect, her eyes on the large tiger that prowls nearby, her ears trying to pinpoint where Lian's call came from.
((Listen check DC 26))
Ingrge (Displaced) 3d6(6+5+6)=17 Thursday May 8th, 2003 6:43:44 PM
Stepping out in to the opening Ingrge moves around to get behind the tiger and casts a spell targeted right in front of it (Panatasmal killer - will DC18 to disbelieve if fail then needs to make fort save DC18 - if fail fort save then DIE if make fort save 17 damage)
Lian d20+6=23 d8-1=4 Thursday May 8th, 2003 8:56:57 PM
Seeing his imminent danger, Lian pops up onto the balls of his feet, anticipating the creature's attack, and ready to react.
(OOC: Lian is 'fighting defensively' raising his AC to 27 against this creature, 26 to others. As the blue creature attacks, Lian is going to attack using his stunning attack. Lian hits AC 23 [already figured the -4 for fighting defensively]for 4 hps damage. If that hits the creature must make a Fortitude save DC 18 or be stunned.)
Milo (endurance) d20+12=24 Thursday May 8th, 2003 9:03:53 PM
Realizing that something is attack Lian that isn't Tremaine, Milo turns and runs around the perimeter of the clearing, hoping to assist the elf monk, short sword in hand and ready.
Brother Bertram Thursday May 8th, 2003 9:42:13 PM
Bertram waits to see what occurs when Tremaine is spoken to, and to see if he responds.
Tiger by the Tail.... (DM Assistant Mark) d20=15 d20=9 d20=12 d2=1 d20=11 d2=2 2d4(3+3)+8=14 d20+11=25 d20+11=29 d20+11=15 d20+11=20 d20+11=12 2d6(6+1)+4=11 Thursday May 8th, 2003 10:43:14 PM
The Tiger shakes its head then looks about and sees a mixed image of Ingrge to the rear of him. With a snarl the creature launches itself at Ingrge, claws fully extended. The tiger connects with a massive paw, despite the spell, batting Ingrge sideways, causing serious damage to his side((Damage 14) . The tiger's next slash misses and the creature prepares once again to pounce. The blue creature facing Lian moves to attack with incredible speed, the rake of its claws weaving an array of offense. Lian defends skillfully only allowing one slash of the creature's claws to slash his shoulder(Damage 11) . The creature lunges forward to bite and Lian shrugs the attack off with little effort on his part. As this occurs the golden glow begins to recede from the tree and Tremaine's shoulders show relief from finishing a dificult task. He turns to the group somewhat slowly, then his face begins to take on a look of fury at seeing his creatures attacked. "Fools! I do this to free you from the iron claw of the Fiend, Parnoth!" He calls out an order in a strange language and another blue creature drops beside him and begins to charge towards the group in front of him. As the blue creature advances, Tremaine drops to all fours and his body changes. Tremaine now has the shape of the largest bear any of the party has ever seen. He charges forward towards the front of the party. ((OOC Map is being sent out now))
Tiger by the Tail.... (DM Assistant Mark) Addition Thursday May 8th, 2003 10:46:45 PM
Olana finds herself facing Tremaine in his bear form and the blue creature, with Orson close behind her, moving up to share the brunt of the assault. Bertram, and K'nara charge forward as well to meet the fearsome creatures.
Figment (Improved Invis, Fly) Friday May 9th, 2003 12:05:55 AM
The mage persists in trying to reason with the man. "Then why can we not speak before we fight? We did not come to stop you, we came to help you! You attack your allies!". The mage winds up and casts if Tremaine refuses to relent from the fight. He holds his attack to see if he will stop the fight. He casts Stoneskin on Olana.
Milo (endurance, haste, AC 26, 27 vs. the creature) d20+13=26 d20+13=30 5d6(6+6+3+2+4)+1=22 5d6(6+5+2+1+4)+1=19 Friday May 9th, 2003 1:24:42 PM
As Lian and the creature come into sight, Milo drinks the potion of haste in hand, and moving with preternatural speed steps up into the flanking position to attack the creature. Milo's blade is a whirling scythe of death as he strikes at the creature's vitals. (OOC: Hit ACs 26 and 30 for 22 and 19 hps of damage respectively.)
Lian Friday May 9th, 2003 1:29:10 PM
Seeing that his attack did no good, Lian goes fully defensive, attempting to distract the creature as Milo moves in for the kill behind it. (OOC: In full defense AC is 30 vs. the creature, 29 against all others.)
Tiger by the Tail.... (DM Assistant Mark) d20=3 Friday May 9th, 2003 9:06:19 PM
Lians hit did indeed strike causing the creature to take a half step back, its head rocked by the blow. This causes the creature to miss Milo moving in stealthily for the attack.
((OOC Sorry I missed your attack statement Lian-the creature did miss its Fort save. Nicely done.))
Ingrge (Displaced- 50% chance of missing, hasted, AC 25) Friday May 9th, 2003 9:48:46 PM
Disapointed, but not dismayed by the outcome of his previous spell, Ingrge is rocked by the first claw that rakes across his side. Activating his boots of speed Ingrge releases another charge from his staff right into the tigers eyes. (Color Spray Will DC 18 or stunned for 1 round.)
Olana (Stoneskin, Haste) Saturday May 10th, 2003 1:32:59 AM
Olana feels the effect of Figment's spell, glances back and nods in thanks. She also quickly pulls out the stopper of the potion Milo gives her (HASTE) and downs it.
Pulling both blades she watches the bear/Tremaine warily. Right now she didn't want to go in slicing, but her only other option seemed to be to whack the beast with the flat of her blades.
It would be nice if the druid would see reason, but somehow she figured it wouldn't be as simple as that. "Please," she said " you have been misled. Think. Try to clear your mind. Were you not the one that told us originally that Parnoth should stay alive?"
Blinded by the Light.... (DM Assistant Mark) d20+11=14 Sunday May 11th, 2003 9:03:01 PM
Ingrge's spell has the desired effect, the tiger staggers back, stunned by the power of the spell. Milo's work is indeed effective slicing the blue creature horribly, as the creature falls back from the painful onslaught. Tremaine slows and roars out a command and the blue creature nearest him comes a halt. His shaggy head turns to the side regarding all of you. He then quickly transforms back to his human form. He calls out and a weak answer is heard from the other blue creature, currently being carved by Milo. (OOC The Blue Creature stops fighting Milo)
As he raises himself up and regards you he looks to each of you in view. "Talons, It is good to see you, but why do you hinder me in my worthy task? I have the means here to destroy Parnoth! Surely that is good news to each of you."
Figment Monday May 12th, 2003 12:12:17 AM
The mage decides to attempt to avert an all out fight and offers an idea to Tremaine "We do not attempt to hinder you if you can remove the green meanie, my friend. We have been told that you have been acting strangely and that you had lost your senses. It seems to me you have not but your behavior does seem a bit out of character. Will you please - for our own peace of mind - explain what is happening here? You clearly have the power to finish the job, there is no need to fight us. If you are doing what you say we will not only stay out of your way, we will help!".
Milo (endurance, haste) d20+12=23 Monday May 12th, 2003 10:25:51 AM
Sword still at the ready, though relaxed only slightly, Milo stands and listens to the exchange between Figment and Tremaine. He then thinks to himself with wonder, 'Either Figment is joking or he is attempting to determine Tremaine's state of mind or some such ruse, I hope. Parnoth saved the children of that town by redirecting us to save them. He has changed.' Grabbing his periapt/holy symbol of Pantheon, Milo weighs Figment's words against his posture and tone of voice and concentrates. (OOC: Using the Sense Motive/Truthtest ability of a Justicar on Figment. Sense Motive DC 23)
Lian Monday May 12th, 2003 10:29:16 AM
Standing at the ready, though listening to what is going on inside the circle of trees, Lian concentrates, meditating where he stands, and willing his wounds to close. (OOC: Lian uses his wholeness of body to cure the 11 hps damage he took from the blue creature.)
Ingrge Monday May 12th, 2003 7:00:33 PM
Listening to Tremaine, Ingrge shudders as he hears the fanaticism in his voice. Moving slowly towards the Tine's leader, Ingrge speaks. "Tremaine, What happened to you while you were in the care of the Hands of Love? Always you have said that Parnoth should not be killed. You know that we have no great love for Parnoth, but why the sudden change of attitude. Parnoth has freed the slaves (as far as we know) and has allied himself with the Gold Dragons even. Does this not show his change of attitude? Why kill him now when it made more sense before?
Olana Tuesday May 13th, 2003 1:19:34 AM
Olana lowers her blades slowly as Tremaine changes back into his original form, and she watches as Figment, Ingrge and Milo talk it out with him.
This seemed to be going far too easily, or maybe - gods forbid - she was getting cynical in her old age. Mind you - she wasn't all that old either. Maybe she was going mad instead.
Lian Tuesday May 13th, 2003 2:21:44 PM
OOC: Hello from Ireland all!
Lian does something heroic. :)
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 13th, 2003 8:45:20 PM
Bertram halts unsure what to do next. He keeps his axe at the ready and waits to see what happens.
Justice for all....(DM Assistant Mark) Wednesday May 14th, 2003 3:42:00 AM
Tremaine grimaces at Figment's words but does acknowledge them. "Bah! Fools say just because you see more clearly than them you are mad. I tell you the opportunity has arisen for me to destroy that foul beast. In fact, it is finished. The tree has yielded what I need to make Parnoth but a painful memory." Tremaine turns to Ingrge with a look of rage. "Speak not to me as if I have become unhinged. I am in complete control of my senses. Just because you dont agree with me does not make me wrong. Parnoth has controlled the kingdom for far too long. Call it coming to my senses finally if you will. I have found a way! The Kingdom can finaly be free!" Tremaine watches Ingrge suspicously and backs away from him. The tiger has calmed down and appears to be back in control of its senses, but is doing nothing. The blue creatures begin speaking in a strange language while watching the Talons and Tremaine.
Ingrge Wednesday May 14th, 2003 9:41:55 PM
Trying to move so that he can get between Tremaine and the tree Ingrge starts uttering a few words under his breath in preparation of casting a spell.(Unseen servant - instructed to take and hold the bucket and remove the tap from the tree.)
Figment d20+21=25 d20+21=40 d20+21=39 Wednesday May 14th, 2003 11:03:28 PM
The mage continues the banter. "You seem to be in control. In fact, I was not concerned about that part. Before we go and destroy him, though, are you sure that is the best move at this time? I am very skeptical to believe the beast has changed, and even if he has changed he has clearly done so much wrong that he deserves to be destroyed. Furthermore, even if we could overlook all that, what guarantee do we have that he won't change back? But it is a huge move. What do we do once he is gone? We must have a plan. How do you know for certain we can destroy him? And Tremaine, you are holding a hostage. This is unlike you. You should release the girl if you have what you need. She has done you no harm, has she?".
Figment begins looking closely at the creatures accompanying the shapeshifter. He begins to look to see if they are in some way holding sway over Tremaine of he controls them (Alchemy: 25, Knowledge Arcana: 40, Spellcraft: 39).
Olana Thursday May 15th, 2003 2:37:13 AM
Olana listens to what's going on. Tremaine did have a case. However... she didn't think ridding the Kingdom of Parnoth, just like that was the answer either. Too much instability.
"Tremaine," she asks softly. "Do you remember the Hands of Love? What they did to you?"
Milo (endurance, haste) d20+12=26 d20+12=24 Thursday May 15th, 2003 9:18:16 AM
Milo stands and listens carefully to the conversation going on, concentrating on Figment's words, and judging Tremaine's reaction to them afterwards. (OOC: Sense Motive DC 26 for Figment and DC 24 for Treemaine)
Brother Bertram Thursday May 15th, 2003 2:40:33 PM
Bertram casually begins walking about as if looking at the grove and trees while listening to the debate. His steps will lead him closer to the blue creatures however.
Who deceives who...(DM Assistant Mark) d100=6 d100=83 Thursday May 15th, 2003 2:57:02 PM
As Ingrge begins to move Tremaine moves also, casually backing towards the tree. "You will stop at once if you wish to see the creature alive again! I would not kill you my friends, but I will not be thwarted either. My purpose is clear! As to the Hands of Love" Tremaine rubs his head here for a moment then resumes speaking, "I spent...I spent, a, that is a, a, short period there and then I left. That is all to that story, speak not to me of them again. It does not concern my purpose here today!" To Figment, Tremaine appears to visibly relax, glad to find an ally of sorts. "You understand me indeed do you not? I knew that my message would fall on certain deaf ears, but I knew the message would spread, and a few chosen would heed. I am glad you have heard these words my friend!" Milo thinks that Figment is leading on the druid, but isn't completely sure. There is just enough ambiguity to make him wonder. As for Tremaine, Milo gets the feeling that Tremaine desparately wants an ally in Figment, but is still wary. As Bertram approaches the blue creatures, thier words began to take on the sound of chanting. A shimmering begins in the air and the air is displaced as another of the blue creatures appears in thier midst.
Lian Thursday May 15th, 2003 8:57:37 PM
Noticing the canny dwarf cleric heading toward the blue creatures, Lian makes his way that direction as well. Though he does so as casually as possible.
Figment (Improved Invis, Fly) Thursday May 15th, 2003 11:35:08 PM
The mage grimaces as the druid threatens his hostage. "We are allies, my friend. You know that. Ask yourself this question: Why does your head hurt when Olana mentions your enemies? How have they changed you? I do not suggest your task is not noble - nor that we will not help you - but you may do well to pause and consider what has happened to you. Who are these blue creatures with you? I have not seen their like before?". The mage casts detect magic under his breath - masking his voice as other speak - and stares at the blue creatures and then Tremaine. He tries to figure out what they are. (What did Figment determine from his observations last turn?).
Who deceives who...(DM Assistant Mark) Friday May 16th, 2003 2:14:47 PM
((OOC Figment your observations led you to believe that it was perhaps the other way around, that Tremaine held some sway over them. Sorry I didnt respond to that earlier.))
Ingrge (Displaced, Unseen servant) Friday May 16th, 2003 5:10:29 PM
Ingrge stops advancing and momentarily turns his back on Tremaine while he comlpetes the casting of his unseen servant spell. Once cast Ingrge turns back and advances no further, but mentally issues the commands to it, to remove the tap from the tree, and to bring the bucket to him.
Milo (endurance, haste) Friday May 16th, 2003 8:46:54 PM
Convinced that Figment is attempting to secure the safety of Tremaine's hostage, he relaxes his concentration on the wizard, and feels somewhat guilty he even doubted. He then quashes his feelings of guilt for the moment as he sees Lian and Bertram closing on the blue creatures, and lines himself up for a charge should combat resume. Not wanting to spoil the negotiations however, the halfling remains silent.
Brother Bertram Saturday May 17th, 2003 1:02:41 PM
Surprised by seeing the third blue creature suddenly appear out of the air, Bertram mutters an oath and brings his axe up instinctively, waiting to see what the creatures were up to.
Olana d20+13=18 Saturday May 17th, 2003 9:59:14 PM
To the elf, there seemed to be some kind of precarious balance here. Should she mention the Hands of Love again? It certainly got a reaction, but was that what they wanted now? What if he reacted the wrong way?
Where was the hostage, she wondered? As Figment kept Tremaine in conversation, she glanced around slowly, her keen eyes on the lookout for signs of anyone taken captive.
((Spot check DC 18))
Lian (Jay) Sunday May 18th, 2003 11:47:05 AM
OOC: Hello from Scotland friends. Could someone send me a summary(via email) of the last three weeks, in game accounts that is? Thank you. :)
DM Greg Monday May 19th, 2003 11:26:42 PM
[OOC: Thanks for your help with the back-up, Mark. You have done a great job.]
DM Greg Monday May 19th, 2003 11:39:33 PM
[OOC: A word of warning: two of you have tried to cast spells "under your breath". If you read page 151 of the PH, it says a verbal component is spoken "in a strong voice". You cannot mutter the verbal components of a spell. They must be spoken at least in a moderate conversational voice. Since you may have been unaware of this, I will assume that your spells have not been cast. If you try to cast a spell without adequate verbalizing, it will fail, similar to casting a spell without a necessary component.]
Who deceives who...(DM Greg) Tuesday May 20th, 2003 12:02:10 AM
Lian and Bertram sidle their way towards the suddenly-multiplying blue creatures. They stop short as the third creature materializes with a loud POP!
Ingrge readies his unseen servant spell, but realizes that Tremaine will almost certainly detect his spellcasting without a significant diversion, so rethinks his decision.
Milo readies himself for whatever results in the clearing in front of the Ish'gara tree.
Olana looks around the clearing for any signs of a hostage, but can see nothing that would indicate anything is being held prisoner; even a tiny creature such as a sprite's daughter.
Figment continues to discuss the situation with the Tine leader, and rethinks his decision to try to mutter his spell casting. He tries to determine the identity of the blue creatures, but is unable to place them. [OOC: Wrong type of knowledge checks.] He does figure that they are not likely from this plane of existence.
Tremaine answers Figment, "Enough questions about my time with the Hands of Love! That topic is none of your concern, and is closed! These beings (indicating the blue creatures) were given to me to aid me in this momentous task, and are excellent guards. Now, as for how you can help me finish this: you can lower your weapons, and form a defensive circle at the edge of the clearing, facing outward. Even though I may have his daughter, I still don't trust that fey and his tribe, with their deceiving ways."
"I only need to add the final ingredient, and carry out the...the final step, and the elixir will be complete. You need to make sure that I am not disturbed in these final crucial steps."
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 20th, 2003 4:16:38 PM
Bertram meets Tremaine's words with a snort of amusement. "Three of these blue fiends, a giant tiger, and you obviously out of your nature-loving mind... Excuse me if I do not turn my back, Friend." Bertram shakes his head and grins wolfishly at Tremaine, keeping his axe readied in case of attack.
Milo (endurance, haste) Tuesday May 20th, 2003 5:29:09 PM
Milo's eyes narrow at Tremaine, though the halfling justicar remains silent and motionless, having absolutely no intention of turning his back on the obviously crazed druid. Thinking to himself, 'Somebody better do something to get this going. I feel those old familiar urges to do something horribly rash creeping up on me.'
Lian Tuesday May 20th, 2003 5:30:11 PM
Lian remains where he is, eyes on Tremaine, but also aware of the blue creatures as well. He shows no sign of turning his back on the man.
Ingrge (Displaced) Tuesday May 20th, 2003 10:13:31 PM
(OOC Greg, Ingrge only turned his back to Tremaine and then finished his casting verbal or otherwise Being displace it is going to be much harder for him to follow the spell casting and from behind me even more unlikely, even if he has suddenly become a wizard. Ingrge also turned his back on him to show that he was not overtly offering to attack him. If through all that a non wizard can tell what spell is being cast on the otherside of a displaced spellcaster then so be it) Ingrge cast the spell and issued its order.)
Ingrge continues to direct his servant with his back turned like Tremaine requested.
Who deceives who...(DM Greg) d20+6=10 d20+8=20 Tuesday May 20th, 2003 11:52:39 PM
The Tine leader watches the odd behaviour by the wizard, as Ingrge approaches the shapeshifter, turns around and casts a spell, and then turns back to face him. "You!" Tremaine shouts, "Call off your servant! Do you take me for a fool?" [OOC: Successful spot roll to notice what the wizard is doing, and successful spellcraft roll to recognize the spell.] He calls out to one of the blue-skinned creatures, in a gutteral language. As the unseen servant removes the pail from the tap, and starts to carry it back across the clearing, the blue creature steps up beside it and easily wrests the pail from the spirit's grasp, returning and handing the pail to the shapeshifter. [OOC: Servant speed 15', Strength 2; Blue creature speed 30', Strength 19]
Tremaine smiles, but the smile doesn't reach his eyes. He nods his head at Ingrge, and says, "Thank you for your help in retrieving the pail. Now, to finish the ceremony. You all keep your eyes open for those little fey meddlers." He puts the bucket on the ground, clamping it between his feet. Then he pulls a large vial out of his belt pouch, and holds it up to the morning light. The liquid in the vial is a thick dark red, and the air immediately around the vial seems to shimmer, as if the vial is heating the surrounding air. The shifter holds the vial up higher, and speaks a number of phrases in a deep, reverant voice. The air around the vial shimmers even more violently, and the vial appears to be engulfed in bright red flames, although Tremaine appears to be unaffected by the fire.
As the shifter appears to finish his casting, a small high-pitched voice whispers beside Olana's ear, "By the Great Tree, that is red dragon's blood, and he has charged it with his spell! I think I know what he plans. You cannot allow him to empty that vial into the sap!"
Olana d20+11=16 d20+11=28 Wednesday May 21st, 2003 1:43:42 AM
The elf has no idea where the voice came from, but she suspects it is one of the fey.
"Red dragon's blood!" she yells and takes a flying leap toward Tremaine - in a desperate attempt to grapple with the druid and stop him from completing the process.
(Grapple check DC 16 - re-rolled using hero point DC 28)
Brother Bertram d20+10=25 d10+10=20 2d6(6+4)=10 Wednesday May 21st, 2003 2:13:30 PM
Seeing Olana make her move, Bertram summons strength into his gnarled limbs as he hefts his axe, then without further warning swings the blade with all of his might burying the axe in the chest of the blue creature nearest him. He roars out a battle cry as he feels the meaty chunk of the axe sinking home. He howls gleefully as the blue creature lets out a horrific scream.
((OOC Strength Domain(+7 for one round) 30 points of damage to the blue creature. 2d6 is the added bonus from the Lawful axe versus chaotic creatures))
Ingrge (displaced, Speed - 50% miss, then AC 25 d20+10=30 d3=3 Wednesday May 21st, 2003 6:23:50 PM
Seeing Tremaine start reach for his pouch and start his spell actions, Ingrge casts Ray of Frost at the inside of the bucket. and then activates his boots of speed.(Ranged touch attack hits AC 30: Natural 20, Damage 3 if needed)
Figment d20+7=22 d4=4 Wednesday May 21st, 2003 11:16:27 PM
The mage decides that it is time to act. "You must stop, my friend. The Hands of Love are our business and you have fallen into their influence unknowingly.". The mage flies right over to the druid so as to be in virtually point blank range. A ray of negative black energy discharges and whacks the druid (hit AC 22 Ranged Touch, 4 levels lost - no save).
Lian d20+16=25 d20+10=22 d8-1=3 Thursday May 22nd, 2003 11:10:48 AM
Seeing the moment arise, Lian tumbles across the glade to end up on the side of Tremaine opposite the rest of the party, and lashes out with practiced ease, attempting to stun the druid. (OOC: Made a Tumble check DC 25 to avoid attacks of opportunity on the way around Tremaine. Attacked with a stunning attack, hitting AC 22 for 3 hps damage. If this hits, Tremaine must succeed a Fortitude save DC 18 or be stunned.)
Milo (endurance) d20+15=33 d20+15=34 5d6(4+6+6+6+1)+1=24 5d6(3+6+3+1+3)+1=17 Thursday May 22nd, 2003 11:15:17 AM
Milo's spring-loaded reflexes kick in a split second after Lian's, and the halfling charges to flank the druid opposite the monk, his short sword a whirling blur of death. (OOC: Milo charges to flank Tremaine attacking with the short sword of speed and hitting ACs 33 and 34 for 24 and 17 hps of damage respectively.)
DM Greg Thursday May 22nd, 2003 12:48:02 PM
[OOC: Just a gentle reminder to please post your AC, present and maximum hit points, and any spells affecting you, in your character post title when combat is going on. It saves me keeping track of all that stuff. Also, DEH (and others), please post the title of the spell that you are throwing. I will post later this evening. Here we go...]
DEH Thursday May 22nd, 2003 9:56:08 PM
OOC: I will not be available to post again until Tuesday evening. I may be able to tomorrow but no guarantee. THX
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 1 party actions) d20+6=20 Thursday May 22nd, 2003 11:11:25 PM
Olana leaps forward, and wraps her hands around the druid's holding the flaming vial. The flames engulf her hands as well, but she feels nothing other than a slight warming of her hands.
Bertram's axe bites deeply into the chest of one of the blue-skinned creature, and a thick green fluid flows from the wound, bringing a howl of pain from the monster.
Ingrge hits the bucket and contents with his ray of frost spell, and a thin layer of frost appears on the outside of the bucket. As for the effects on the sap, nothing is immediately apparent.
The black ray from Figment hits the shapeshifter squarely in the chest, and some of the spark seems to leave Tremaine's eyes as he shudders under the onslaught.
Lian connects with his stunning blow attack, but Tremaine fights through the stun attempt.
Milo connects with his sword, opening two huge gashes in the body of the shapeshifter.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 1 creature actions) d20+11=24 d20+11=25 d20+11=31 d20+11=17 d20+11=18 2d6(5+6)+4=15 2d6(3+2)+4=9 2d6(2+5)+4=11 d20+9=23 2d8(5+7)+2=14 d2=1 d20+11=28 2d6(1+4)+4=9 d2=1 d20+22=28 d20+22=36 2d6(1+3)+10=14 2d6(5+6)+10=21 d20+15=35 2d8(1+1)+8=10 Thursday May 22nd, 2003 11:37:19 PM
Tremaine calls out in the guttural language, giving an order to one of the blue-skinned creatures. Then he shouts a single word, and immediately, his skin, muscles, and bone begin to enlarge and change shape. Olana feels herself lifted off her feet, as she continues to cling to the vial and the shifter's hands surrounding it. After a few seconds, the shifting ends, and Olana is holding onto a huge grey creature, some 9' tall, with long arms and short stubby legs. The face is most horrible, with six small yellow eyes over a huge powerful mouth, filled with sharp black teeth.
The blue-skinned creature fighting Bertram roars and swings back with the large knifelike ridges on the backs of its hands. [OOC:Hit 3 times for 35 hp total damage.] Then it snaps its huge jaws at the cleric, taking a large bite out of his shoulder. [OOC: Hit for 14 hp damage. Fortitude save vs DC17 is required.]
The second blue-skinned creature moves to attack Lian, but only able to swing with one of its bone hooks (since it travelled more than 5' to engage). The hook connects with the monk's arm, causing a significant slash to appear. [OOC: Hit for 9 hp damage.]
The third blue-skinned creature moves over and reaches between the huge grey beast's legs, and grabs the bucket, covering it with one massive hand. [OOC: Lian, you can take one attack of opportunity at this blue beast, since it is picking up an item.]
The massive tiger leaps to its feet, and pounces at Milo, clawing and biting. [OOC: Hit with both claws and bite, doing 45 hp total damage.]
Brother Bertram AC-10 H.P 58 minus 49 d20+10=27 4d8(2+7+1+8)+7=25 Friday May 23rd, 2003 3:41:36 AM
Bertram cries out in pain as the creature lashes out against him with multiple strikes. Feeling himself slipping towards unconsciousness, Bertram falls back before the onslaught, crying out for healing from Domi. Bertram feels some of the pain recede but is still cautious and waits for the creatures next move.
((OOC Fort Save was successful 25 hit points healed by Cure Critical Wounds-current hp total is now at 34))
K'Nara (stoneskin) Friday May 23rd, 2003 7:34:44 AM
Enough was enough--K'Nara swapped out her sword for her short bow instead, then carefully selected from her hip quiver one of the magic golden arrows she still had in her arsenal.
The bucket of sap had always been her ultimate target, and now she was going to see if the lightning properties of the magic arrow would be effective on the Ish'gara sap.
The gods help them all if her aim was off, or if her idea to effect the sap was wrong...
(OOC: I know that K'Nara can't swap weapons AND shoot in the same round, so I will wait until the next posting period to have her fire the arrow at the bucket. However, I'd also like to point out that I did leave instructions that K'Nara's main concern would be getting/destroying the harvested sap...I had thought that tactic would have been acted upon during my absence.)
Ingrge Friday May 23rd, 2003 5:22:39 PM
With everyone distracted Ingrge sends a quick thought at his unseen servant and tells him to go and collect the sap bucket again. Then with a quick look at Milo being mauled Casts a spell targeting his opponent. (Phantasmal Killer will DC 18, if fail then Fort DC 18 - die or 3d6 damage)
Then aiming his staff at the Tremaine creature, Ingrge sends forth a cone of scintillating colors right at his eyes (Color Spray - Will DC 15)
(OOC OK guys don't forget the spell Ingrge and others cast on you just before we entered the clearing... Olanna Bull's strength +4, Bert cat's grace +5, K'nara stoneskin)
Olana (Bulls Strength +4) d20+11=19 d20+3=14 Saturday May 24th, 2003 1:30:22 AM
Looking up at the huge beast, Olana's heart leaps into her throat. All those eyes - and those teeth!! Eeeeee! But she was too close. Too close try and stop now. She pulls and pulls at those hands around the vial, in an attempt to dislodge it from the creature's grip.
"Tremaine, please!!" she implores. "You were brainwashed! Don't be their puppet!"
((Grapple check DC 19 + 4, Strength check DC 14 +4))
Lian(Jay) d20+8=9 d20+8=13 d20+5=17 d8-1=7 d8-1=2 d8-1=7 Sunday May 25th, 2003 2:17:29 AM
OOC: I'm back.
Lian strikes furiously at Tremaine with a flurry of blows. (First missed, hit AC 13 and 17 - for 2 and 7 damage respectively)
Milo (endurance, AC 23 vs. tiger/22 vs. all others, hp 36) d20+13=23 d20+13=22 5d6(6+4+2+5+3)+1=21 5d6(5+2+3+3+6)+1=20 Sunday May 25th, 2003 12:39:04 PM
Milo maintains his flanking position on Tremaine, and lashes out at the druid, hoping that his death will still the tiger's attack. His short sword is a whirling blade of death as he attacks Tremaine's vital organs directly. (OOC: Milo hits ACs 23 and 22 for 21 and 20 hps of damage respectively. Total damage is 41 hps.)
DM Greg Monday May 26th, 2003 12:15:07 AM
Sunday night, and I was ready to post, before I realized that this is your long weekend, and in deference to that, I will wait until tomorrow night.
Orson (Hp 57/57 Ac 16, Power Attack -7 Hit, +7 Damage) d20+9=27 d20+9=25 d8+15=17 d8+15=23 d6=5 Monday May 26th, 2003 12:46:35 PM
I have been QUITE busy lately, sorry for the lack of posting).
Orson a little shocked as the encounter quickly turns violent, moves swiftly towards the tiger upon Milo. Swinging with all his might, assisted by the momentum of his movement, he brings his keened blade down upon the beast.
OOC: Hit Ac 27 (crit AC 25), for 17 dmg (or 40 total if crit hit) If he can get in a flanking position, +2 to those hit rolls, and an extra 5 sneak attack damage
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 2 party actions) d20+11=25 2d6(1+1)+4=6 d20+12=19 d20+15=31 Monday May 26th, 2003 11:55:58 PM
As Bertram backs away from the creature, to create enough room to cast his spell, he passes through the threatened area around the blue beast [OOC: 10' reach], and opens himself to an attack of opportunity. The creature connects, and slashes another wound in the cleric's side, adding insult to injury. [OOC: 6 hp damage] However, Bertram backs a good 15'-20' away, and is able to cast his spell successfully. [OOC: New hp total is 28.]
K,Nara arrives in the nick of time, and readies herself for a bowshot.
Ingrege's unseen servant moves to try to take the bucket, but as in the past round, cannot wrestle it away from the huge blue beast holding the pail firmly in its grasp. The wizard targets his first spell at the huge tiger, but the cat manages to detect the spell for the illusion that it is, and the spell has no effect. Then he targets his next spell at the shapeshifter, but the strongly-willed shifter easily ignores the effect.
[OOC: Olana's effective strength with the bull's strength is 20, giving her a strength bonus of +5, not +3.] Olana continues to grapple the huge grey creature, and tries to wrestle the magically-flaming vial from his hands.
Lian swings at the shapeshifting grey creature, but his fists bounce ineffectually off of the beast's thick hide.
Milo's strikes are not so easily ignored, and the rogue connects with both swings, causing two more huge gashes to appear in the side of the beast. Tremaine falls to the ground. [OOC: Chris, from what I can gather, Milo has +3d6 normal sneak damage for being a 6th level thief, and +1d6 SUBDUAL damage for being a second level justicar. Is this correct? If not, let me know what I have missed. If so, please keep track of the regular and subdual damage separately, when Milo dishes it out, OK?]
Orson is also a late arrival to the conflict but is able to connect with a mighty blow on the tiger's side. [OOC: No flanking this turn, but can shift to be flanking for next turn.]
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 2 creature actions) d20+11=23 2d6(2+1)+4=7 d20+11=25 d20+11=19 d20+11=29 d20+11=20 2d6(6+2)+4=12 2d6(4+3)+4=11 d20+9=22 d20+11=12 d20+22=34 d20+22=33 d20+15=19 2d6(1+5)+10=16 2d6(2+2)+10=14 2d8(8+6)+8=22 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 12:27:26 AM
The huge grey creature that is now Tremaine lies on the ground, all six eyes closed, breathing heavily. [OOC: Olana needs to make a balance check, or a Dexterity check vs DC12 to stay on her feet as Tremaine collapsed under her. If she fails, she must spend a move-equivalent action next round to stand up.]
Blue-skinned beast #1 continues to chase after Bertram, but must cover 10' of ground to reach him, and so can only attack with one of its large bone hooks. The hook attack is successful, digging into the cleric's shoulder [OOC: 7 hp damage].
Blue-skinned beast #2 flails away at Lian with its four bone hooks, hitting twice [OOC: 23 hp damage.] It also snaps at the monk with a wicked bite, but barely misses the quick elf's head, and the teeth snap only on air.
Blue-skinned creature #3 moves to attack Milo, continuing to hold the pail of sap tucked under one arm. Trying to juggle the sap, and attack, obviously distracts the creature, as the one bone hook waves harmlessly away from Milo, never having come close to the halfling.
The tiger lets out an enormous roar as Orson's blade bites deeply into it. The massive striped beast turns and devotes its entire suite of attacks at Orson, clawing and biting. [OOC: Hit with both claws, for 30 hp total damage; hit with bite for another 22 hp damage.]
[OOC: Once again, let me remind you to include in your post title: your AC, current and total hit points, and any magical effects present on your characters. I suggest you use Orson's title line as an example.]
Orson (Hp 5/57 AC 16, Power Attack -7 Hit, +7 Damage) d20+4=23 d20+4=22 d20+3=16 d20-1=16 d8+16=23 d8+16=18 d8+13=21 d8+16=21 d6=3 d6=2 d6=5 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 2:02:06 AM
Orson returns the tiger roar with his own, trying to ignor the immense pain with feeling of rage and adreneline. His thoughts dwell on his dead wife for a brief moment, wondering if this would be the day he joins her in the afterlife...hoping he had redeemed himself, in her eyes at least. He would never beleive himself redeemed in his own eyes, gripping his blades tighter, he whirled and slashed, hoping he would have more days to try and right the wrong he could never undo.
OOC: If he can 5' step into a flanking position, add +2 to all the attack rolls, and sneak attack damage is noted at end.
Main Hand #1- AC 23 (Crit Ac 22) for 23 Damage (41 Total if Crit) [+3 if Flanking] Off Hand #1 - AC 16 for 21 damage [+2 if Flanking] Main Hand #2- AC 16 for 21 damage [+5 if Flanking]
Brother Bertram AC 10 Current HP= 21 d20+8=28 d10+3=12 2d6(2+1)=3 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 9:55:13 AM
Bertram gives thanks for respite only to feel yet another blow as the cursed creature pursues him. Seeing that running had gained him nothing, Bertram strikes at the creature in a rage. His axe hummed with power as it crashed into the creatures shoulder, destroying bone and muscle. He prays to Domi for strength to get through the creatures next onslaught, if there is another at all.
((OOC damage 15 w/o crit with crit the damage is 39))
Lian/AC 24 dodge vs critter/current hp 16 /+3 wholeness of body d20+14=16 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 2:30:50 PM
OOC: Can I recommend use of a combat map too? I don't know where anyone is in relation to Lian.
Lian quickly weighs his options. The monk tumbles out of reach of the creature to avoid it's attack. (Tumble 16) Lian then heals himself 3 points using the remaining wholeness of body.
Ingrge (72 HP - displaced, Speed - 50% miss, then AC 25 d20+15=32 d6+6=11 d6=4 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 5:14:12 PM
Seeing Tremaine on the ground, Ingrge whips out his rapier and charges in, stabbing at Tremaines leg (AC 32, 11 points of damage, plus a loss of 4 constitution points) Ingrge then moves back out of the way.
K'Nara (AC 23;HP 85/85; stoneskin) d20+11=29 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 7:13:11 PM
K'Nara squinted at the battlefield--the creature holding the bucket just was NOT holding still since it was intent on making sure Milo got "hooked" (literally!)--and it was very hard for her to gauge her best shot...but the blue guy was trying VERY hard not to lose or spill the sap bucket, and hesitated just long enough to boof an attempt to smack the nimble halfling rogue/cleric.
K'Nara fired her arrow, holding her breath as the gold-tipped missile arced towards the (hopefully!) vulnerable Ish'gara sap...
(OOC: the arrow hits AC29; the damage done by the arrow is considered to be 20hp worth of magic lightning damage--the target is the bucket itself, so the lightning may or may not effect the holder of the bucket as well.)
Seeing Tremaine drop, she will attempt to grab and save the vial to stop anything else happening. ((Reflex DC13)) If successful, she will pull her sword and place it in a threatening position against Tremaine. She has no idea how sentient these creatures are, or how intelligent, but she growls - "Stop! Don't make us kill him. Stop now!"
She is getting quite upset. What a mess this was.
Figment (51 HP, 13 AC, Fly, Improved Invis) d4+1=2 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d4+1=4 Tuesday May 27th, 2003 8:23:38 PM
Seeing how it is doing the most damage, the mage flies up over the melee and blasts the huge cat with 5 missles (18 DMG). He immediately moves positions to avoid any spells or other attacks the blue nasties might throw his way.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 3 party actions) d20+8=27 d10+3=8 d10+3=8 d20+2=13 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 12:40:15 AM
Orson shifts around the tiger, flanking the striped beast with Milo. His swords flash and slash deeply into the tiger's flanks, causing great gouts of blood to pour over the creature's hide.
Bertram's critical hit does indeed strike blue-skinned beast #1, opening another gash in its chest. He notices that the first gash is already starting to close and heal itself. [Please read the rules around critical hits: you must roll again to see if it is a critical, and then you roll each damage separately. I did it for you this turn.]
Lian tumbles back 20' from blue-skinned creature #2, deftly avoiding the sharp bone hooks, and heals himself.
Ingrge decides to attack the unconscious Tremaine-beast, successfully stabbing him in the leg and drawing more blood from the Tine leader.
K'Nara targets the bucket held by the flying blue-skinned creature. The magical arrow hits, and turns into a small bolt of lightning, charring the outside of the bucket. The bolt also expends some of its energy on the flying monster, shocking the beast. However, the beast manages to keep the bucket upright, and protect the sap from spilling.
Olana picks up the vial, and notices that the magical flames are already starting to die. She stands and threatens Tremaine's life with her sword.
Figment targets a number of magic missiles into the tiger, further damaging the huge cat.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 3 creature actions) d10=8 d20+11=18 d20+11=27 2d6(6+2)+4=12 2d6(4+3)+4=11 d20+11=13 d20+13=26 2d6(4+2)+4=10 d20+22=30 d20+22=25 d20+15=32 2d6(6+1)+10=17 2d6(5+1)+10=16 2d8(1+6)+8=15 d100=72 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 1:04:31 AM
Tremaine continues to lie unconscious on the forest floor, bleeding.
Blue-skinned beast #1 swings at Bertram with its bone hooks, hitting twice. Bertram drops, unconscious. [OOC: Is Bertram's AC really 10? He is at -2 hp. The magic number for stabilization is 7 on a d10. Try to roll it when you post; otherwise he takes another point of damage.] The beast shifts towards K'Nara, waving its huge, hook-armed hands. It shouts in its guttural language, and even though K'Nara cannot understand the words, the intent is clearly a challenge. [OOC: It needs to cover about 30' to reach K'nara at the edge of the clearing.]
Blue-skinned beast #2 ignores the retreating monk, and turns to charge at Olana. It swings once with a huge bone hook, but misses.
Blue-skinned beast #3 flies/charges at Ingrge, and swings its hook in turn. The hook connects, and creates a gash in the mage's side. [OOC: Hit for 10 hp damage.]
The tiger, clearly on its last legs, is intent on going down fighting. It attacks the figure threatening its master...Olana. Its blows easily penetrate her armour, with two claw strikes and a mighty bite all opening large wounds in the ranger. {OOC: Two claw attacks and a bite attack all hit, for 48 hp total damage.]
A small high voice sounds near K'Nara's head, shouting, "Do not destroy the sap unless you are absolutely certain it is the only option! It can be used to help, as long as it is not tainted!"
Lian (dodge) d20+12=26 d8-1=6 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 3:16:40 AM
After regaining his breath, Lian swiftly charges into position to defend his dwarven friend.
He shouts a short 'hihya' as he jumps in strikes #1 with his knee. He hits AC 26 for 6 point of damage.
"Brother Bertram, wake up!"
Lian (addendum) Wednesday May 28th, 2003 3:18:33 AM
Dodging #1, AC 24.
Brother Bertram Wednesday May 28th, 2003 3:36:41 AM
((OOC 18 is his AC Greg-dont know what I was thinking-sorry for the confusion))
Brother Bertram AC=18 HP -2 d10=9 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 3:40:40 AM
Bertram falls to the ground and doesnt move, his mighty axe falling to the dirt near him.
Milo (endurance, AC 23 vs. tiger/22 vs. all others, hp 36) d20+13=27 d20+13=21 4d6(4+2+4+4)+1=15 4d6(6+1+5+5)+1=18 d6=2 d6=3 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 3:59:31 AM
Flanking the tiger opposite Orson, Milo cuts loose with a swift series of attacks. (OOC: Attacked the tiger, hitting ACs 27 and 21 respectively for 15 hps plus 2 subdual and 18 hps plus 3 subdual respectively. I apologize for that. I'll keep track from here on out.)
K'Nara (AC23; HP85/85; stoneskin) d20+12=29 d6+1=5 d20+6=22 d6+1=5 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 7:30:52 AM
"Why, thank you for telling me that...now..!" K'Nara groaned, addressing the unseen pixie and biting her lip at the close call with the sap bucket. Okay--change of plans...
"Olana!!!" screamed the humanbladesinger, pulling a couple more magic arrows from her hip quiver. "Get rid of that vial! Dump the contents--keep it from being used on the sap!" K'Nara then targeted the blue-skinned monster that was trying to clobber Olana (OOC: that's B2 on the map, I do believe) with the two "regular magic" arrows (OOC: they are two of her plain old +1 flight arrows rather than the Golden arrows; first shot hits AC29 for 5hp damage; second shot hits AC22 for another 5hp damage.)
She noted to herself that--should the other beastie charge her--she'd have to recall her bladesinger training so that she could Dodge it...hopefully.
Orson (Hp 5/57; AC 16; Power Attack -7 Hit, +7 Damage) d20+8=27 d20+8=18 d8+16=22 d8+16=23 d20+11=20 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 12:43:15 PM
OOC: Assuming Milo drops te tiger here, it being on its 'last leg', and the lil' guy dishing out so hefty damage. If not, apply attack to the tiger, and ignore the fluff :) ------------------------------
Orson watches the tiger fall, ready for a quick breather. He notices then, though, Bertram on the ground, and the bluish creature turning its attention to K'Nara, who was supporting others with her bow. Breathing deeply, he grips his blades tight to make sure he has a good grip, then with a loud yell he races towards the beast, intent on shifting its attention away from his leader. Not very sensible, he thought, with how wounded he was. But his wife always told him he wasn't very sensible. With a slight smile and fond memories, he dives into a roll the last 10' approaching the creature, spinning all his momentum into a powerful downslash into the creature.
Tumble check: rolled a 20, to avoid AoO, JUST in case the big things have reach :) Atttack #1: AC 27 (Crit AC 18) for 22 damage (45 total if crit)
Ingrge (62/72 HP - displaced, Speed - 50% miss, then AC 23 ) d20+15=32 d6+6=11 d20+15=32 d20+15=29 d6+6=12 d6+6=7 d6=4 d6=2 Wednesday May 28th, 2003 5:43:54 PM
(OOC Greg does the Blue beast that just flew in to my area and attacked Ingrge open itself up to an attack of opportunity?? If so the roll and numbers here are for that AoO, AC 32, for 11 points)
Ingrge nearly looks like K'nara as he cavorts with his rapier quickly striking twice at the blue beast in front of him. (Hitting AC 32 and 29, for 12 and 7 points plus a loss of 4 and 2 points of constitution.)
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 4 party actions) Wednesday May 28th, 2003 11:55:05 PM
Lian dashes across the clearing, leaping into the air, and kicking blue beast #1. The kick raises a small bruise, which quickly begins to disappate.
Brother Bertram continues to lie on the ground, his life-blood slowly oozing from his wounds. [OOC: Keep trying to roll 7 on a d10, to stabilize.]
Milo slashes at the tiger again, with two well-placed attacks. His second blow pierces through the mighty flank, and cleaves the beast's heart in two. The huge cat sighs out its last breath, and falls to the ground, clearly dead. [OOC: No problem about the subdual damage, but it can turn out to be important in some cases; thanks for keeping track.]
K'Nara shoots twice at the second blue-skinned beast. Her first shot connects, but her second shot misses, as the the beast dodges and moves in melee. [OOC: Donna, I looked at your character sheet, and I couldn't find the 'Precise Shot' feat. If you don't have this feat, you are at -4 to fire into melee.]
Orson runs across the clearing, diving and rolling under the slashing hook of the creature. [OOC: Smart move, since the creatures do in fact have a 10' reach :) ] His leaping, swinging attack opens a gash in the side of the blue-skinned creature, and the beast collapses to the ground in a heap.
[OOC: In this case, you only get an attack of opportunity if you have something that gives you a 10' reach. If the creature only moves into a threatened square, but not through the square or out of the square, there is no AoO. OK?] Ingrge's two piercing rapier attacks both hit, poking holes in the beast's torso.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 4 creature actions) d10=7 d10=3 d20+11=14 d20+11=19 2d6(6+1)+4=11 d20+11=26 2d6(2+1)+4=7 d20+11=16 d20+9=13 d20+11=25 d20+11=16 d100=91 2d6(5+1)+4=10 d20+9=11 Thursday May 29th, 2003 12:21:47 AM
Tremaine lies on the ground, but his bleeding appears to have stopped.
Blue-skinned beast #1 also lies on the ground,its glazed eyes staring up to the sky.
Blue-skinned beast #2 swings its huge hooks at Olana, hitting the elf twice, opening large wounds in her leather armour, and the flesh underneath. [OOC: 18 hp total damage; I think this drops her below zero.] It turns to face Milo, and lashes out with its one remaining hook attack, but misses the little halfling. It bites down, as well, but this attack also fails to connect.
Blue beast #3 attacks the displaced Ingrge, but holding the bucket in one hand means the creature can only attack with two of its bone hooks, and its bite. One of the bone hooks manages to connect, opening a gash in the wizard's shoulder. [OOC: hit for 10 hp damage] The creature's bite attack misses by a significant amount, as it tries to juggle the attack with protecting the bucket and sap.
Figment (Round 3 and 4 - hey, I just now am getting to post! My flight to Dallas just got in...) d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 d4+1=3 d4+1=4 Thursday May 29th, 2003 12:24:01 AM
Seeing how the cat is finished off he targets the blue creature that looks in the worst shape with 5 more missles, he then blasts it again with 5 more if it is still standing (19 DMG, 16 DMG).
Lian (dodge)/current hp 19 d20+5=22 Thursday May 29th, 2003 2:08:22 AM
(Still dodging #1 just in case.)
Lian steps over and kneels by Bertram. He pauses as he thinks back to his studies, then he attempts to halt the flow of blood to the dwarfs wounds. (Heal Check 22, stablizing Bertram.) Then the monk searches the dwarfs equipment for a cure potion. "Friend Bertram, the Talons need you."
(Mark, is there a potion in Bertrams equipment?)
K'Nara (AC24;HP85/85;stoneskin) Thursday May 29th, 2003 6:35:47 AM "Olana!!!" the scream of panic was ripped from K'Nara's throat as the hook-monster the ranger had been facing brought her down. Immediately the human bladesinger began to sprint forward, dropping her bow--her sole thought was to get to that thing before it could finish Olana off and get its hooks onto that vial.
(OOC: since they are a good 60 feet or so away, I just know that it's going to take K'Nara two rounds to reach Olana's side. Next round I anticipate the redhead will be drawing Lucia out of her scabbard. Oh, and she's opting to use her Dodge against B2, thus her AC24 for any hits from that one.)
Brother Bertram Thursday May 29th, 2003 8:53:40 AM
((OOC No potion Lian, good try tho))
Milo (endurance, AC 23 vs. blue creature #2/AC 22 vs. all else/hp 36) d20+10=29 d20+13=23 d20+13=19 4d6(5+4+4+4)+1=18 4d6(5+2+3+5)+1=16 d6=5 d6=3 Thursday May 29th, 2003 9:56:38 AM
Seeing Olana's danger, Milo tumbles quickly into a flanking position on the blue creature and lets his sword do the talking. The short sword of speed is a blur as it lashes out angrily at the creature. (OOC: Made a Tumble check DC 29 to avoid attacks of opportunity in movement. Attacked twice hitting ACs 23 and 19 for 18 hps regular/5 hps subdual and 16 hps regular/3 hps subdual respectively).
Olana (Hp -5, Bull Strength) d20+8=19 Thursday May 29th, 2003 10:55:58 AM
Olana, who's attention was on the tiger, wouldn't have had time to attack the blue monster also. She drops with a gasp alongside Tremaine, unconscious.
((Greg, last round, she would have attempted to crush that vial underfoot STR Check DC19. I posted late though, so up to you if you allow it or not.))
Orson (Hp 5/57; AC 16; Power Attack -7 Hit, +7 Damage) d20+8=19 d8+16=23 d20+11=28 Thursday May 29th, 2003 10:59:01 AM
Orson sighes as the blue beast falls, but not for long. Lian tending to Bertram, Orson hears K'Nara's yell, and his gaze follows her direction of travel behind him, to where Olana fell. Bounding quickly, covering the nearly 60' between him and the beast with ease thanks to his magical boots, Orson again dives into a roll to slip past its lengthy reach, again lashing out with a powerful blow.
Tumble Check - 28 to Avoid AoO. Attack #1- Ac 19, for 23 damage
Ingrge d20+15=34 d20+15=33 d20+15=22 d20+15=27 2d6(6+4)+12=22 2d6(4+6)+12=22 Thursday May 29th, 2003 10:41:27 PM
Hearing K'nara's yell about Olanna sends a jolt of something down Ingrge's spine as he faces the blue beast. Knowing he can't afford to be distracted, He lashes out twice again with his sword, connecting solidly both times. (AC 34 and AC 33 - both possible crit hits. Crit rolls of AC 22 and AC27)stndard damage would be 22 points, additional crit damage would be 22 points as well.)
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 5 party actions) d6+1=2 Friday May 30th, 2003 12:10:54 AM
[OOC: First of all, PLEASE post your current AC, current and total hit points, and any spells active in your post title! Or do I just assume you have AC10, and no spells active? :) ]
Figment targets the blue beast that is attacking Ingrge, hitting it with his missiles.
Lian spends the full turn stabilizing Bertram, and searching through the cleric's backpack and gear, looking for a potion of healing, but has no luck.
K'Nara starts to tear across the clearing, heading for the blue beast that had just felled Olana.
Bertram is unconscious, but stabilized.
Milo attacks the blue creature in front of him. [OOC: Sorry, Milo is the only threatening attacker, so there is no flanking damage, until someone else joins the melee with this beast. I re-rolled Milo's damage, and since he doesn't get the flanking bonus, he only got one hit in.] He swings his speedy short sword at the beast, but hits only once, for 2 hp damage.
Olana lies unconscious, bleeding, beside the still-intact vial. [OOC: You get to try two stabilizing rolls in your next post. Try to roll a 7 on a d10, or lose another hit point.]
Orson leaps to his feat beside Milo, and in front of the blue skinned creature that had just dropped Olana. His sword bites deeply into the creature's hide, drawing more of the green blood.
Ingrge's rapier punches two holes in the blue creature in front of him, and the creature crashes to the ground. The bucket also falls, and the thick sap starts to pour over the side.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 5 creature actions) d2=2 d20+11=18 2d6(4+5)+4=13 d20+11=13 d20+11=19 d20+11=20 d20+9=12 Friday May 30th, 2003 12:26:13 AM
The only creature left standing, blue beast #2, steps back 5', and lets the two combatants in front of it feel the full brunt of its attacks. Its first swing with its bone hooks slices a huge gash through Orson's middle, dropping the fighter. [Hit for 13 hp damage. Immediately make a d10 roll, trying to get a 7. If successful, Orson stabilizes, and if not, then retry the d10 roll, and if you fail, Orson takes a further 1 hp of damage.]
The creature then turns to the halfling, and swings its other 3 hook attacks, and its bite. Through some stroke of luck, all of the attacks swish harmlessly over the rogue's head. The creature gives its head a shake, and realizes that the attacks will need to be lower, next time.
Lian (dodge AC 24 vs #2)/hp 19/ no spells active d20+14=22 d20+5=10 Friday May 30th, 2003 1:47:36 AM
Split between two friends, both dying, the monk again quickly makes a choice; he realizes both are the same distance away, but he doesn't know how bad either are.
The monk begins sprinting across the battlefield and then in mid-stride he switches into a backflip (Tumble Check 22, avoiding AoO from the beast). He lands next to Olana and leans into help her (Heal Check 10, fails to heal her this round).
K'Nara (AC24, HP85/85, stoneskin) Friday May 30th, 2003 7:27:00 AM MoveitmoveittooslowTOOSLOW!!!
The thought was uppermost in the human bladesinger's mind as the hook-handed beastie laid Orson low and attacked the stalwart Milo.
Weaponless and running, K'Nara reached upwards and behind her right shoulder, relief flooding her body when the familiar feel of Lucia's hilt was in her hand. She withdrew the magic blade from its sheath.
"...Lucia..!" the auburn-haired warrior woman bellowed as she charged towards the creature standing over the bodies of two of her own--K'Nara's flaming sword was ready to give as good as this thing was willing to dish out. (OOC: I'm going to have to remember to take away from K'Nara's AC next round since she IS charging...)
Figment (51 HP, 13 AC, Fly, Improved Invis) d4+1=4 d4+1=2 d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 Friday May 30th, 2003 9:41:39 AM
The mage lets 5 more missles fly at the last creature (20 DMG). He decides that the healers are more equipped to help the fallen than he and decides to help make sure the blue beastie doesn't drop any more of his friends. He scans the other monsters to see if they are staying down (e.g. are they regenerating?). He also keeps an eye on Tremaine to see if he begins to stir or regenerate.
Olana ( HPs -5, Bulls Str +5, AC 16) d10=1 d10=2 Friday May 30th, 2003 10:59:23 AM
(Oh my, so much for 7 out of 10 LOL)
Unless Lian manages to staunch the blood, Olana's wounds still continue to weep.
Milo (endurance, AC 26, hp 36) d20+10=19 d20+7=26 d20+7=21 d20+7=27 d20+7=11 2d6(6+5)+2=13 d6+1=7 Friday May 30th, 2003 11:05:06 AM
Noting K'nara's charge, Milo tumbles around to the opposite side of the Blue creature from her rapid approach. Fighting defensively, the halfling attempts to keep the creature's attention on him, his short sword spinning into action. (OOC: Milo makes his Tumble check DC 19. To hit bonuses are at -4 for fighting defensively, though AC is increased to 26. Hit AC 26 [crit threat]. Hit AC 21 to confirm crit. 2nd attack hits AC 27 [crit threat again]. Hit AC 11 does not confirm, only regular damage on 2nd attack. I think I'm right on this, correct if necessary. Crit does 13 hps damage. Regular hit does 7 hps damage for a total of 20 hps damage)
Orson (-8/57 [before this failed stabilization check]) d10=9 d10=10 Friday May 30th, 2003 2:44:06 PM
Orson slumps to his knees, dropping his blades as he cutches at the gash on his stomach. Unable to stay consious, large amounts of blood flowing from his wound, the warrior finishes his decent to the ground with a thud. His wound continues to bleed, his life slipping away.
(OOC: Failed both stabilizations, so drops to -9 hps.)
Ingrge (52/72 - displaced, speed, AC 23) 3d4(2+3+3)+3=11 Friday May 30th, 2003 5:19:49 PM
Reaching down, Ingrge rights the fallen bucket and drops his sword as he turns, once again at K'nara's yell. Whipping out his wand from inside his robe he fires of three magic missiles at the remaining blue beast. (11points)
Brother Bertram AC 18 HP -2 Friday May 30th, 2003 6:23:56 PM
Bertram remains unconscious, but stable, his breathing regular and his pulse strong. He does not, however, wake.
Lian (Jay) Friday May 30th, 2003 6:33:37 PM
OOC: What happened to Maloray? I must have been on my trip when he left.
Stopping Tremaine (DM Greg) (round 6 party actions) d20+11=19 Sunday June 1st, 2003 6:44:39 PM
Lian rolls and tumbles next to Olana, but fails to heal her this round. Although his tumbling allowed him to get near Olana without an attack of opportunity, his action to heal her opens him to just such an attack. Fortunately, the creature swings wide.
K'Nara charges the blue-skinned creature, ready to swing next round. [OOC: Donna, I don't know why you didn't have K'Nara charge and attack last round. You only needed to cover about 35'-40', well within her charge range. Or am I missing something?]
Figment blasts the last standing blue-skinned creature with his missiles, burning the creature's hide. He doesn't notice any of the other creatures stirring, and Tremaine is still unmoving.
Olana bleeds. [OOC: She is at -6 hp at the start of party round 7. You can try to roll the 7 to stabilize again next round.]
Milo tumbles to the other side of the creature from the charging K'Nara. His two blows stagger the creature, causing more green blood to appear on the beast's hide.
Orson bleeds {OOC: Orson is at -9 hp. If you don't roll a successful 7 for the stabilization roll, or someone doesn't heal you in party turn 7, its curtains for Orson. Hint: I suggest you wait until everyone else has posted before you post tomorrow night.]
Ingrge successfully rights the bucket, catching the thick sap before it can spill on the ground. His 3 missiles strike true, dropping the beast to the ground, hide smoking.
Bertram lies on the ground, safely stabilized.
[OOC: Jay, Maloray had to retire for awhile; Roger is too busy to play him right now. He expects to be able to rejoin the group, but is not sure when.]
Tremaine is, indeed, stopped! (DM Greg) Sunday June 1st, 2003 6:46:45 PM
The party surveys their handiwork for a split second. All the foes are down, defeated. [OOC: We have to stay in combat mode until everyone has stabilized, or...]
Lian d20+5=12 d20+5=22 Monday June 2nd, 2003 12:06:07 AM
(OOC: I didn't realize Orson was actually moving toward Lian last round, I might have actually tried to stabalize him first in that case. Oh well.)
"Milo, Ingrge, Olana is dying, help her! I can't do anything else." The monk then dashes to Orson, who is spilling parts onto the battlefield. (heal check 12, using hero point to reroll, HEAL CHECK REROLL 22!... Orson stablizes at -9) The monk places a hand into a wound and stops the gushing blood.
K'Nara 2d8(5+5)+2=12 Monday June 2nd, 2003 6:39:33 AM
(OOC: D'oh!!! I forgot that when you charge, you put on a burst of speed that doubles your normal speed! GAH! ah, well...)
Even as K'Nara swung the fiery Lucia up to slice down on the blue-skinned monster, the intrepid Milo dispatched the creature even as he nimbly danced out of the way of K'Nara's charge.
"Lucia!" snapped the woman warrior, extinguishing the now-unneeded flame blade, which she then let fall to the ground. She lost no time in shrugging off her backpack.
"I have potions that will help heal up all who need it!" she said, tearing open her pack and rummaging around for the bottles of curative elixir. She came up with a couple of bottles marked "CMW." K'Nara bit down on the stopper of one and yanked it out of the bottle, spitting the cork to one side.
"Allow me, Lian..." the leader of the Talons said to the anxious monk, administering the potion she'd just opened up to the unconscious Orson--anxious herself to see if the man was going to survive this particular battle (OOC: the Cure Moderate Wounds potion will heal 12hpd.)
"I have six more bottles of this stuff if anyone needs it..." K'Nara announced, looking around with the second, unopened bottle in her hand.
Milo (endurance; hp 36) 2d8(4+3)+3=10 Monday June 2nd, 2003 10:48:02 AM
Coming out of the frenzy of battle, Milo hears Lian's words, and then looks to see Olana laying on the ground. Rushing to her side, the halfling drops to the ground beside her, and prays fervently to Pantheon for his healing power. (OOC: Milo changes out silence to spontaneously cast cure moderate wounds on Olana, healing 10 hps of damage.)
Olana Monday June 2nd, 2003 6:16:52 PM
The 'more fragile than she reckoned she was' elf starts to come round. (Providing those potions are working.)
"oooooh..... oowww...... oh my..."
((OOC - wb Jay! Hope you had a great trip!))
Ingrge (52/72 - speed, AC 23) 3d8(6+4+6)+5=23 Monday June 2nd, 2003 7:48:27 PM
Taking the bucket in hand, Ingrge follows Milo as he can and drops a cure serious potion into the halfling's hands.
"Give this to her it should help quite a bit. (23 points) I have a few more potions here as well for whom ever might need them." Turning toward Figment Ingrge calls out, "Hey Figment, You and Lian want to cut off a few of these blue beast's heads? I didn't like how their wounds were healing over so quickly.
Ingrge then becomes solid again to everyones eyes as he disengages his staff's spell.
Figment (Fly) Monday June 2nd, 2003 9:18:55 PM
Seeing all foes defeated and his fallen friends being administered to, the mage swoops down to closely - but quickly - examine the blue beasties. He doesn't stop but immediately heads to Tremaine and quickly binds his hands and feet. "Sorry, my friend. This is not how I ever expected to deal with you...". He search Tremaine for the extra-dimensional bag that is the prison for the fae girl and then immediately relieves Tremaine of any other magic items he may be carrying. "If you are here, Fae, we need to keep Tremaine unconcious until we determine what the Hands of Love have done to him. He is not evil, he has been brainwashed in some way. Any ideas how we - or anyone - can help? Also, tell us about the red dragon blood and the sap. I think it is important we understand if we are to stop those that sent Tremaine.".
All the foes defeated...or are they? (DM Greg) Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 12:15:17 AM
Lian rushes over, and heroically manages to stop the last bit of life from bleeding out of Orson's body.
K'Nara over to Orson's body, and takes out a potion, pouring it down the wounded figure's throat. [OOC: Orson does indeed get 12 hp back, giving him a total of 3 hp.]
Milo moves over to Olana's side, and casts a healing spell over her, giving her 10 hp back. She sits up and shakes the cobwebs out of her head, trying to figure out exactly what happened.
Ingrge, carrying the bucket, passes a potion to Milo, to offer it to Olana.
Figment moves to inspect the nearest blue creature (B2). While he is bending over the creature, confirming that it is in fact dead (and it is), blue creature B3 leaps to its feet, flaps its wings, and flies to the south edge of the clearing, gaining height.
Milo (endurance; hp 36) Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 2:16:01 AM
Milo holds the potion out to Olana as he stands up,"Take this my dear." He prays fervently to Pantheon for insight. (OOC: Milo casts true strike.)
Lian (dodge vs B3 AC 24) d20+10=20 d6=5 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 2:31:01 AM
Lian looks in horror as the beast jumps and takes off. With a graceful movement, the monk pulls his bow, knocks a masterwork arrow and and turns then fires. (Hitting AC 20 for 5 points of damage.) "Ingrge, the beast is escaping!"
K'Nara 2d8(2+8)+2=12 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 6:30:22 AM
The human bladesinger frowned, growling at the sight of one of the monsters attempting escape...but both Lucia and her bow were on the ground--and Brother Bertram had yet to be revived.
"Get the damn thing if you can." K'Nara ordered, taking the second CMW bottle over to the unconscious dwarf. "I'll revive our other cleric..." So saying, the leader of the Emerald Talons gave her other potion to Bertram. (OOC: this potion heals up 12hpd.)
Brother Bertram HP 5 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 1:55:50 PM
Bertram comes around groggily as the healing draughts bring him back from the edge of death. Looking up at K'nara, the dwarf gasps, "Did we win?"
Ingrge 8d6(6+5+4+5+4+4+3+5)=36 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 6:31:08 PM
Seeing the beast start off and hearing Lian and Knara call to get the beast Ingrge quickly calculates the range and then adjusting for flight movement aims 35 feet above the beast and lets loose with a fireball. (36 points of damage reflex DC 17 for half damage.)
Figment (Fy) d4+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=2 d4+1=3 d4+1=3 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 8:00:01 PM
Seeing Ingrge cast, the mage also casts five firey missles at the creature before taking to the air in pursuit (Magic Missle 16 DMG).
Olana d20+13=33 Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 9:03:02 PM
Olana takes the potion gladly, and downs it, her eyes coming alive at the sight of Milo.
She would have flung her arms around him for a hug if she hadn't noticed that they were all still potentially in danger.
So instead, she staggers to her feet and grips her sword. "The dragon blood," she says, looking around on the ground. "I had it a moment ago."
((SPOT DC 33 nat 20))
Aftermath (DM Greg) Tuesday June 3rd, 2003 11:36:09 PM
For some reason, Ingrge aims well over the flying beast's head, and the fireball explodes harmlessly, lighting up the noon sky with a second, brief sun. [OOC: Fireball has a 20' radius, so if you target your fireball 35' above the creature, it has no effect.] However, Lian's arrow, and Figment's magical missiles combine to bring the flying creature crashing to the ground, at the south edge of the clearing.
The previously unconscious party members carefully stand and stretch, making sure all others survived the encounter. [OOC: Everyone did, but some of you were darn close!]
Looking around, Olana spots the vial containing the red dragon's blood, with a few remaining flames flickering on the surface of the glass, and quickly dying out.
Tremaine is checked out, and is found to be unconscious, but stabilized, and still in the form of a giant grey creature. There is no sign of an extra-dimensional prison, or a small female sprite. [OOC: Do you still plan to try to bind the huge creature?] The last blue creature in the clearing is dead.
As the party catches their collective breath, five small forms fly into the clearing. The sprite leader approaches, and says, "You have defeated the shifter and his minions! Wonderful! Now, please help me find my daughter!"
Lian d20+6=12 Wednesday June 4th, 2003 2:04:00 AM
"Are you sure this is him, the Shifter? When they go unconcious, don't they revert to their original form?" Askes the monk, thinking back to his arcane teachings (knowledge 12).
He then begins to look around for the daughter or dimensional signs. "Maybe the prison is invisible and nearby. Could someone detect it? Maybe it's ethereal?!" Enquires the enthusiasic monk.
OOC: Could something as simple as the spell rope trick, conceal a sprite from scrying or viewing??
K'Nara Wednesday June 4th, 2003 6:50:55 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons couldn't help but grin at Brother Bertram's question.
"Aye, good cleric," she said with a nod, "We won." The situation with Tremaine made K'Nara frown again, though--Lian's observation especially.
"That was my way of thinking, too," the tall female fighter agreed with the monk, "But obviously something here is amiss--Tremaine hasn't changed back...and we have to get him back into human form so that his possessions revert back to their true states as well." K'Nara rubbed her chin thoughtfully, trying to think of some way of speeding the transformation--then she remembered something...
"Say--what did you mean before when you were telling me to keep the sap safe and pure..?" the human bladesinger asked the sprite. "You said something about the sap being able to 'help' as long as it was untainted--what can it help with..?"
(OOC: offer's still good on those CMW potions...five bottles left!)
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d8+3=11 Wednesday June 4th, 2003 10:08:18 AM
Seeing that the job is done, Milo releases his spell, losing it. The halfling then moves quickly to Bertram, "Pantheon's blessings upon you good dwarf." He casts cure light wounds on Bertram. (OOC: healed a total of 11 hps, spontaneously cast, gave up remove fear)
Brother Bertram HP 5+11+24=40 4d8(1+8+6+2)+7=24 Wednesday June 4th, 2003 8:20:56 PM
"My thanks Friend K'nara and Milo. It is good to be back and I am sorry that I was of so little help." Lowering his eyes, Bertram says a small prayer of thanks to Domi and Gargul. He then murmurs a prayer of healing over his injured body causing the wounds to begin healing rapidly. He then looks to see who else needs help. (OOC Cure Critical Wounds 24 points)
Olana Wednesday June 4th, 2003 10:40:31 PM
The elf picks up the vial for safekeeping, a bit worried that both componants for whatever Tremaine was trying to do - were still in close proximity.
"What should we do with this dragon blood?" she asks Ingrge and Figment.
The sap, the dragon's blood, and some answers (DM Greg) Wednesday June 4th, 2003 11:47:09 PM
The sprite leader is obviously very distracted, but pauses to answer your questions. Meanwhile, the sprites that are with him scamper around the clearing, trying to find where the young fae could be hidden.
"I will try to answer your questions as best as I am able," the tiny sprite says. "Firstly, it is my understanding that the shifter will stay in this form as long as he is unconscious. Only in death will he be forced back into his original form. There may be other ways to force him to change, but I do not know of any. Of course, if he were conscious, he could choose to shift back of his own accord.
"Secondly, the sap from the Ish'gara tree is a type of distilled, altered Woldsblood. It contains tremendous power to change what is, and may be able to transform the shifter back, but it will likely require some sort of ritual to empower it for that result. I do know that in its pure form, the sap can be consumed, and will permanently affect the imbiber, for the better. It can also be poured on an item already magicked, and will alter the item to increase its magic, or perhaps add another power.
"Finally, it would be very dangerous for this sap to fall into the wrong hands. As an example, the ritual that the shifter was performing would have combined the sap with the red dragon's blood, creating an elixir, that when consumed, would have turned the shifter into a red dragon himself. There are other ancient, obscure rituals that can also be used on the sap, that could lead it to be used for equally dangerous purposes. Right now, without the dragon's blood being prepared again, it is relatively harmless.
"Your bravery, and willingness to help in defeating this foe, and to help me find my daughter (albeit some of you a little more reluctantly than others), lead me to believe that you should use the sap on yourselves. This would serve two purposes: to reward you for your efforts, and to remove the sap from "play". In the pail, there are enough doses of the sap that each of you can use one portion as you see fit: to enhance yourself, or to enhance a magic item.
"But first, please help me to recover my daughter."
Lian Thursday June 5th, 2003 3:34:23 AM
"We will help you find your daughter. As for the sap, this is intriguing... I will drink it when the time comes." Smiles the elf.
Ingrge d20+8=23 Thursday June 5th, 2003 8:12:11 AM
Mumbling to himself about arcs, velocity, mass, tangents and something about Pi(e), Ingrge strolls over to K'nara and hands her the bucket.
Speaking more clearly to the rest, Ingrge bends down over the fallen changed Tremaine. "I don't know if this is going to work or not... Please be ready to pull me away if necessary and to keep Tremaine captured until we see if this is going to work."
Settling down to work Ingrge walks to Tremaine's head and starts casting a spell (dispel magic roll- 23)
The shapeshifter shifts (DM Greg) Thursday June 5th, 2003 10:49:50 PM
Ingrge crouches down over the prone form of Tremaine, presently shifted into the large grey creature. He casts dispell magic, and then watches as his handiwork takes effect. A slight red glow covers the shifter's body, and then the grey form shrinks and twists, bends and reforms. Ingrge is now crouching over the body of Tremaine, unconscious.
Lian Friday June 6th, 2003 5:01:31 AM
Lian watches the shifter return to his original form. An eyebrow raises in response to Ingrge's spells effect. "Interesting."
K'Nara d20=19 Friday June 6th, 2003 6:48:08 AM
"Great job, Ingrge!" K'Nara complimented the elven spellcaster, nodding with a smile. "Let's take all the stuff off him except his clothes...we have to find that imprisoned sprite..!"
The woman warrior began to do as she had ordered, searching the unconscious ex-leader of the Tines and making sure that he was left with no weapon or item that may possibly be magic.
"We should tie him up in case he still proves to be irrational." K'Nara added. (OOC: if a Search check is required, the roll I made above should total 20; if it is merely a Spot check to be sure that all Tremaine is left with are his clothes, then the total is only 19.)
Olana Friday June 6th, 2003 12:08:32 PM
The elf gives a sigh. Tremaine in that grey render form had been making her a little nervous. The only problem was - he wasn't awake to tell them about where the fae captive was.
Maybe Lian had the right idea.
"What do you think?" she whispers to Milo. "Do you think the fae is hidden by magic means?"
Milo (endurance; hp 36) Friday June 6th, 2003 9:59:59 PM
Milo looks up to Olana, "Not sure, I knew a guy who could hide anything in his... ahem." The halfling straightens and he blushes at what he was about to say, "Uh... yeah... maybe it is."
Brother Bertram Saturday June 7th, 2003 8:45:15 PM
Bertram moves amongst each of the group checking for wounds and healing any he finds, using any spells necessary to aid his companions.
(OOC Greg, Bertram will use every spell needed to complete this, trading for any spells necessary. If you want me to roll each individual spell I will just let me know.)
Searching for the young fae (DM Greg) d20+8=15 d20+4=8 d20+4=23 d20+4=20 d20+4=5 Sunday June 8th, 2003 11:55:06 PM
K'Nara searches the unconscious Tine leader, taking everything off of him, except his undergarments. She finds a heavy cloth tunic, long cotton pants, ankle-high boots, a ring, a cloak held by a simple copper brooch, a small black pearl on a silver chain, and a belt pouch on a simple rope belt. Opening the pouch, she counts out 50 platinum pieces, 3 small gems, and a piece of folded light cloth, held by a large clasp resembling a money clip. The shapeshifter also wears a light undershirt, and standard undergarments, but for the sake of modesty, leaves these on the unconscious figure. She then proceeds to bind him.
Meanwhile, Bertam proceeds to heal the party members. [OOC: Not knowing how far everyone is down, I don't know if the cleric can heal them all up simply using spells or not. Maybe if you would post your current and total hit points in your post title (hint), then we would all know whether Bertram can heal everyone up easily, and thus not require any rolls.]
The fae leader and his aides are actively searching around the clearing, seeing if there is any sign of where the leader's daughter might be hidden.
Lian (current hp 19 of 39) hint Monday June 9th, 2003 4:59:05 AM
The monk looks at the items taken off the Tines leader. "I wonder if any of those are magical." Wonders the monk, out loud.
K'Nara d20+4=21 Monday June 9th, 2003 7:29:24 AM
The leader of the Talons proceeded to tie up the unconscious Tremaine (OOC: Use Rope check totals 21.)
"Someone cast a Detect Magic on his stuff, there..." K'Nara nodded at the assortment of goods that she'd taken from the man, "...I'm a little busy at the moment..."
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d8+3=7 Monday June 9th, 2003 11:04:22 AM
Milo moves over to Lian who look extremely injured and spontaneously casts, healing the elf monk. (OOC: Switching out shield of faith for cure light wounds. Healed 7 hps of damage.)
Olana (27 of 61) d20+11=29 d20+13=14 Monday June 9th, 2003 2:09:13 PM
Still a bit pale, but out of the danger zone, Olana makes sure everyone is on their feet and looking a bit better before she asks to be patched up a bit more.
In the meantime, she uses what skills she has to take a look around the immediate area. She knew Culverwood pretty well, and knew it could be misleading - so even the 'ordinary' - she had a look at - shrubs, trees, around the Ish'gara tree itself, rocks, stones....
(( Knowledge nature dc 29, Wilderness lore dc 14))
Figment Monday June 9th, 2003 3:56:49 PM
The mage takes the peice of folded cloth and opens it up - expecting to find a portable hole or some similar device. "I do not have that spell left, but I am betting this is what we are looking for...".
Ingrge (down 20) d20+13=27 d20+13=27 d20+13=32 d20+13=24 d20+13=31 d20+13=21 d20+13=30 Monday June 9th, 2003 7:42:07 PM
Listening to Bertram and then K'nara, Ingrge states. I still have a few healing potions left if they are needed, and if you will place the items you would like me to test in a row on the ground, I will spend some time checking things out. (Detect Magic - 8 minutes - The seven above rolls are for spellcraft checks if needed)
Brother Bertram Monday June 9th, 2003 8:38:48 PM
"Hold your draughts for another day, Friend Ingrge. Domi, when it is his will, grants me considerable healing powers. Powers which can be regained much quicker than your precious healing draughts."
The missing Fae...or not? (DM Greg) Monday June 9th, 2003 11:38:12 PM
Ingrge casts detect magic, and determines that, of the items on Tremaine, the ring, the cloak, the pearl on the chain, and the folded cloth all detect as magical. Each item only shows one aura. [OOC: If you continue to concentrate on your spell, you can detect the schools of magic on the items, next round.]
Olana looks around the clearing, and sees nothing out of the ordinary. She notices the apparatus attached to the tree has ceased its glowing. It appears to be made of a number of rods, gears, and linkages, magically held together somehow, with most of the items made from precious stones and metal. The apparatus looks like it is worth a significant amount of money.
Figment takes the clasp off the folded cloth, and proceeds to unfold it on the ground. It unfolds to a circle of cloth about 6' in diameter. As he opens the last fold, a hole appears to open in the middle of the fabric, and a huge 4-armed gorilla climbs out of the hole, screaming a challenge and pounding its chest with all four arms.
Lian (Dodge AC 24 vs 'gorilla thing') 26 of 39 hps d20+12=22 d8-1=5 d20+16=26 Tuesday June 10th, 2003 3:33:51 AM
Jumping into action, the monk charges into strike the beast. (hitting AC 22 taking 5 damage, stunning attack Fortitude save DC 18 or be stunned for a round) (Tumbling/charging(using synergy bonus) into the attack to avoid AoO from the beast, Tumble of 26)
"Watch out!"
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d20+10=22 d20+13=27 d20+13=16 4d6(6+6+2+4)+1=19 d6=1 Tuesday June 10th, 2003 9:46:29 AM
Milo tumbles into a flanking position opposite Lian, drawing his sword as he moves. Setting his sights a bit lower, Milo lashes out at the great ape. (OOC: Milo hits ACs 27 and 16. Assuming that 16 misses. The first attack does 19 hps regular damage and 1 hp subdual damage.)
Orson (3/57 HP, 16 AC) Tuesday June 10th, 2003 5:00:54 PM
Orson rested silently as others began to investigate the area, still severely wounded, so he sat and cleaned his blades, then started to tend to the wounds he received. He watches carefully, still weary of possible dangers in the area, bt sits to catch his breath, not having much insight to add in the search for the fae.
Seeing the creature spring forth from the strange cloth, Orson rises, picking up his blades from where they lay beside him, whince as his standing stretches his unhealed wounds.
Turning to face the 4 armed beast, he prepares to move in, but the severity of his wounds cause him to move slowly, delaying his charge as others spring to attack.
Ingrge d20+14=30 Tuesday June 10th, 2003 5:46:41 PM
Startled by the appearance of "Grape Ape," Ingrge nearly loses control of his spell (concentration check 30), but manages to keep his focus. Moving around so that he is as much out of the way as possible he continues to try and find out more about the items' auras.
Figment (Fly) Tuesday June 10th, 2003 9:13:02 PM
The mage looks closely at the gorilla. "You wouldn't be the captive fae, would you? We are setting you free...".
Finally...the fey daughter (DM Greg) Tuesday June 10th, 2003 11:52:51 PM
As Lian and Milo jump to attack the huge four-armed ape, the fey leader shouts, "Stop!" He waves his hand, and the ape suddenly disappears. Then he calls out a single word in Sylvan, and a small hovering figure appears over the hole created in the cloth. The small figure spins around, trying to figure what is going on. She spots the fey leader, and shoots through the air, directly into his arms. There is a tearful moment, as the two fey re-uinte. While they are hugging and crying, the party can recognize the newcomer as another sprite, this time a young female.
Then the now-smiling fey leader moves over to the party, who are gathered around the unconscious, bound Tremaine, and says, in a rapid voice, "Thank you, thank you, thank you, thank you all so much! It is your efforts that have returned my daughter to me safe and sound, and defeated her captors! Please, accept the sap as my thanks to you all. Remember, there is one dose for each of you. If you do not use the sap, I will be forced to destroy it, lest it be found and put to misuse." [OOC: If you plan to use the sap, please describe how each of you plan to use it: on yourself or on a magic item.]
"Also, I need to find a way to hide the Ish'Gara tree from the world. I realize now that it is too dangerous for this great and fantastic tree to be out in the open, and so easily found. I need you to disconnect the apparatus, and take it with you, away from the forest and this tree. I also need your ideas as to how the tree can best be hidden."
Meanwhile, Ingrge manages to maintain his concentration on the detect magic spell, and finds out the following: the ring detects as Abjuration, the pearl detects as Divination, and the cloak detects as Abjuration. Each item only shows the presence of a single aura.
Lian(26 of 39 hps) Wednesday June 11th, 2003 1:06:10 AM
OOC:I'm curious to know whether the rope belt/brooch Tremaine was wearing was magical or not. If so, what might it be?
"Oh, I am sorry little one... I did not realize that the beast was... you. Please forgive me." He bows in apology.
(Plan for the Sap: He drinks it if he can choke it down, if not, he plans to rub it on his muscles.)
K'Nara Wednesday June 11th, 2003 8:21:30 AM
Finally done with binding Tremaine, K'Nara goes over to Orson, smiling as she produces three of her remaining bottles of her healing potions.
"Even after sustaining heavy damage after taking down other foes, you just had to go charging up to another one of them beasties, eh, warrior..?" she said, half-admonishing and half-humorous. "Here, drink at least one of these...the other two are for your use...I always make sure that official members of the Talons have at least two curing potions." The proud smile on her fair face was clearly reflected in the depths of her hazel eyes.
(OOC: these are three bottles of Cure Moderate Wounds potion; each bottle will heal 2d8+2hp of damage. And, yes...K'Nara now definitely considers Orson a "tried & true Talon"...officially.)
The tall redhead eyed the tree and the apparatus attached to it.
"I'll let the brains of this outfit figure out how to detach that thing..." K'Nara said, nodding at the machine, "...'tis obvious that we should be able to dismantle it and/or melt it down a bit and sell it for its precious metal & gem value. As for how to hide the tree..." The human bladesinger pondered this for a moment. "...I think that perhaps the best way to do this is in plain sight--maybe a permanent illusion to make the tree appear to be either a different tree, or a completely different plant--some tall grass, maybe. What do YOU think..?" Now K'Nara turned and looked at the rest of her party, obviously inviting other people's ideas and suggestions.
K'Nara planned to use her portion of the sap on Lucia, the flaming sword that had been given to her by the famous Gold Dragons.
Milo (endurance; hp 36) Wednesday June 11th, 2003 10:53:59 AM
Stumbling back from the ape with a bewildered look on his face, Milo sits on the ground, shocked. He quickly relaxes as he realizes the danger has passed, though he seems weary from the day's encounter. "What sort of effect can we expect from imbibing such a substance?" Milo looks to the fey for answers.
Olana d20+11=14 Wednesday June 11th, 2003 3:48:53 PM
Olana breathes a sigh of relief, after all - Tremaine on that wild state could have done anything to that little fey. She is glad to see it on one piece.
While pondering the best way to dismantle "the contraption" from the tree ((DISABLE DEVICE DC14 - sheesh)), she offers the following -
"That's a good idea, K'Nara - or perhaps yet another illusion that takes your path always 'past' the tree, and never 'to' it."
"If the sap is good magic - then I shall drink it," she adds.
Brother Bertram Wednesday June 11th, 2003 7:09:00 PM
Bertram frowns at the waste of healing draughts then shrugs and finishes healing any with needs, using whatever prayers Domi will honor. He then ponders the sap, and decides to drink it, if Domi and Gargul are willing.
Figment (Fly) Wednesday June 11th, 2003 10:28:19 PM
The mage decides to watch the effects of the sap on the others and also on Lucia. He also looks at the contraption connected to the tree to see if sap is still being produced. If so he makes sure it is collected until they decide how to dismantle it. Turning to the Fey he decides to ask some questions. "I have two questions for you. First, what would be the effect of drinking two draughts of the sap - or on on item? Second, do you have any mans to keep our captive here sedated for a time? We need to keep him down until we are able to get him home.".
To drink or not to drink... (DM Greg) Wednesday June 11th, 2003 11:33:23 PM
[OOC: Jay, neither the belt nor the brooch detected as magic to Ingrge.]
The fey leader continues to explain, "The ape-creature that you saw was an illusion created by my daughter when the 'space' she was trapped in was opened. I recognized it, since I trained her in creating this illusion as a defense mechanism. And since I recognized it, I was able to dispell it. That is when she flew out of the space, and back safely into my arms."
"In answer to your questions of the sap: In its raw form, such as it is now, I have only known it to have had beneficial effects on anyone either drinking it or using it on an existing magic item. As I understand it makes either the imbiber or the item more powerful. I, myself, have never drunk any, and I don't know of anyone who has, since it hasn't been used in many years. I only know what I know from our lore. I do know that it quickly loses potency once it is tapped from the tree, so you may not have much time to decide. There is enough for one dose for each of you, as I said before. I do not know what effect taking more than one dose would have, but it is very powerful magic in its raw form."
[OOC: In your next post, if you decide to use the sap, please state: 'So-and-so drinks their dose of the sap', or 'so-and-so pours their dose on magic item X'. Either way, if you drink the sap, or pour it on a magic item, you need to roll a d12 and a d100 in your next post.]
"As for the shifter, I have no means to keep him sedated. Is there a healer in your party? And has that healer determined exactly how badly hurt the shifter is, and when he might be expected to regain consciousness?"
Meanwhile, Olana starts to disassemble the apparatus attached to the tree. It is remarkably simple to remove and pull apart, since she is not worried about keeping its integrity as a functioning machine, but rather trying to protect the valuable components from damage. She notices that most of the components are made from semi-precious stones, and precious stones and metals. However, in the center of the apparatus there is a plain wooden staff, that looks out of place against the rest of the valuable parts.
Orson (11/57 HP) d12=12 d100=98 2d8(3+3)+2=8 Thursday June 12th, 2003 12:16:23 AM
The illusion dispelled, and the duaghter rescued, Orson slumps back to one knee, whincing in pain due to the huge claw marks raked across his chest. He smiles as K'Nara approaches, not attempting to stand, not sure if he could. "Not the brightest of choices, eh?" he agrees, gratefully taking the potions. Her acceptance meant alot to him, but he didn't know what to say, so instead did as ordered, uncapping one of the vials and draining its contents.
When deciding what to do with the sap, Orson will place it upon one of his swords, his standard left-hand weapon (+2 Longsword)
OOC: Healing for 8 points (raising from 3 -->11)
Sap Rolls, 12 on D12, and 98 on D100
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d12=6 d100=1 Thursday June 12th, 2003 2:56:22 AM
Milo thinks to himself for a moment, and then coming to a decision, announces, "I don't want a better weapon, I want to be a better me." Smiling he takes the sap given him and drinks it. (OOC: d12 = 6 and d100 = 1)
Lian(26 of 39) d12=7 d100=3 Thursday June 12th, 2003 3:23:20 AM
Lian drinks the sap. He pauses for effect.
(D12=7, D100=3)
Brother Bertram d12=5 d100=1 Thursday June 12th, 2003 3:39:57 AM
Bertram eyes the dose for a moment then throws the contents down and swallows quickly with a grimace.
K'Nara d12=2 d100=91 Thursday June 12th, 2003 6:43:55 AM
"Perhaps the staff is magic..." K'Nara said out loud as Olana revealed the inner workings of the dazzling apparatus. Her voice was a bit preoccupied because the human bladesinger was taking sap from the bucket and spreading it on her sword. "...if so, it would be the only item I would feel comfortable in keeping from Tremaine--all the other items are definitely his own personal belongings, and should be placed in storage until...until we can be sure that he is himself once more." So saying, K'Nara held Lucia at arm's length, turning the blade this way and that to gauge the effectiveness of the sap on the weapon.
"You know, I will cheerfully skin you, fey, if this ruins my sword..!" the tall redhead said in a mock-growl. It was obvious that, while she WAS anxious about the possible damaging of the weapon, K'Nara really didn't mean a word of what she'd just said.
(OOC: d12 roll is 2; d100 roll is 91)
Ingrge (pouring) Thursday June 12th, 2003 7:18:17 AM
Passing on the information about the magical ring, cloak and pearl that he has scanned and with a slight grin mentions that the black cloth, that the ape/fey just sprang out of, is in all likelihood magical too.
Then Ingrge waits until each has used their portion of the sap and then takes it and spreads it over his staff that was given to him by the Gold Dragons.
Turning to Olanna he watches the proceedings and then quickly asks, "Olanna, what did you do with the vial of red dragon's blood? I dont think it should probably be any where near any possible sap leak. Besides I thought that now that our esteemed halfling has drunk his sap, I would see what would happen if we pour the blood down his throat as well...."
Olana bundles up the pieces of 'contraption', saying "Hey look at this!" pointing at the wooden staff thing in the middle. ((USE ROPE check DC13)) She nods at K'nara and says hopefully she'd tied it all up to keep it all together and safe.
About to drink the potion, she looks at ingrge for a moment as he mentions the red dragon blood. Pointing to the pouch on her belt and leaving it firmly closed, she says - "Ingrge, sometimes you're extremely mischievous."
Drinking the sap potion, she utters - "Wherrr.... that tastes wierd."
Taking the sap (DM Greg) Thursday June 12th, 2003 9:32:53 PM
[OOC: I will email each of you tonight with the effects of the sap. You can roleplay the results as you see fit.]
Four members of the Talons risk drinking the sap, while the other 3 pour it on their various magic items.
Olana collects the various valuable parts of the apparatus. She calls the party's attention to the staff, holding it up for everyone to see.
The leader sprite says, "Perhaps we can disguise the tree with an illusion, although none of us is powerful enough to cover it all. Also, I believe there are spells that can see through illusions. Do you have any other suggestions?"
Lian, drinking the sap Thursday June 12th, 2003 11:21:50 PM
The monk shudders, twitches, then stands still. Nothing outwardly happens to the elf, but he blinks a bit and trembles slightly. A look of curiousity crosses the monks face, he feels his muscles (then frowns), then he snaps a kick. It seems that, maybe, he moves faster.
Figment (Fly) d20+21=32 d20+21=40 d20+13=31 Thursday June 12th, 2003 11:33:42 PM
Having no items he wishes to enhance, the mage drinks down the potion. He grimaces as Olana dismantles the aparatus. "Please wait, Olana. I do not doubt your ability but I think it best I examine the appartus before it gets too dismantled - if will let me...". If so allowed the mage examines the apparatus carefully, taking special care to determine how it was connected to the tree. He also examines the staff. He quickly assesses how the contraption is assembled and notes all its working pieces. He also notes the composition of the peices (Arcana 32, Spellcraft 40, Engineering 31).
After helping dismantle the thing - and storing it in the portable hole - he turns to the fey. "So would you object to someone who cares to imbibe a drought of sap in the future? Is it forbidden in some way or is available under certain conditions? I ask more as a curiousity as I do not know the lore of the tree. Will you share some about it to us? All we really know are inaccurate legends and old wives tales.".
Ingrge Friday June 13th, 2003 7:35:11 AM
Ingrge looks at the Fey while he his painting his staff.
"Can't the tree be made more difficult to reach but still part of the Wold, by shifting it a bit, perhaps into another plane of existance?"
He finishes his question aat the same time as he finishes painting his staff. As he holds the staff up to make sure he covered it all his staff starts transforming, watching in silent horror as the staff bends, curves and warps in to unnatural shapes, and then after a few minutes the staff finally resumes its natural shape and Ingrge lets out a sigh of relief.
"That had me worried there for a moment."
Ingrge then takes a few moments to check out the staff to make sure there is nothing wrong with it and to see if he can divine what changes have occured. When finished He nods and states, "Well everything sems to be alright here."
Milo (endurance; hp 36) Friday June 13th, 2003 10:23:50 AM
After having consumed the sap, Milo drops to his knees, and finally keels over, laying on the ground in a fetal position. A moan escapes his lips as he begins to twitch, and then shake violently. Those watching notice the halfling's shoulders broaden slightly, and what was left of his 'halfling baby fat' is consumed. At first he simply appears thin, and then the muscles in his chest, arms, legs, indeed his entire body, enlarge visibly. Milo grits his teeth through the transformation, though he lets out a gasp of pain as his diminutive body goes through the quickest growth spurt that it has ever experienced. Then just as suddenly as it started, it stops, and Milo lay on the ground exhausted. Looking up feebly, he stares around the grove, "I'm hungry." Milo passes out.
CDM Jerry Friday June 13th, 2003 12:40:54 PM
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Olana Friday June 13th, 2003 1:38:06 PM
Moments after drinking the potion, the elf's eyes widen.
"Oooooooh...." she exclaims, pausing for a moment as her body tingles all over. "Oh my...." she adds, suddenly feeling rejuvenated, not stronger particularly, but more.... healthy, perhaps. For a moment it makes her giggle.
Sobering up, she stands alongside Figment watching him take a look at the contraption - he is obviously more capable with machinery, going off how he seemed to be examining it. Pushing a few blonde locks back into her braid, she says - "Er... well I tried not to break anyth -"
She stops mid-sentence as Milo falls down, and her face turns fearful.
K'Nara Friday June 13th, 2003 3:07:32 PM
After having poured the thick sap along the length of the blade and the haft of the sword, K'Nara stood with it in hand for a few seconds. Then--suddenly--the sword bucked and shook in her hand, bursting into flame, and then just as quickly, extinguishes.
K'Nara's face paled and her hazel eyes widened in shock as she eyed her trusty blade with an expression of pure shock. Once again Lucia burst into flame, then went out again.
"I...I am K'Nara Illutu, daughter of Lowell and Jocelyn..." the leader of the Talons said in a voice that was clearly addressing--the sword in her hand..!
Could whatever madness that may have claimed Tremaine now transplanted itself into K'Nara..?
Brother Bertram Saturday June 14th, 2003 7:32:23 AM
Bertram sways as the thick sap goes down, his balance lost in the rush of power that goes through his body. As the vertigo subsides he somehow feels more powerful, as if his body was stronger. He flexes his hands feeling strength course through them. Bertram bows his head for a moment, thanking both Domi and Gargul for this gift.
DM Greg OOC Monday June 16th, 2003 8:46:17 PM
Sorry about missing last night's post; I will try to keep missed posts to a minimum.
Discussing the tree and the sap, and asking a favour (DM Greg) Monday June 16th, 2003 9:20:03 PM
Figment moves over to Olana as she finishes dismantling the apparatus, and takes a close look at the pieces that she has dismantled. As he handles the various pieces, he can feel the last of the power draining from them. He figures that he might be able to put it together again, given his level of arcane knowledge, but he is not 100% certain. He understands that its primary purpose was to draw the magical sap from the Ish'gara tree, while still maintaining the sap's properties, and even refining it. Just tapping the tree, without this special apparatus, will net tree sap, but it would be much less powerful. The staff itself is magical.
The sprite answers Figment's question about someone else imbibing the sap. "That apparatus, and the rituals that the shifter performed on it, powered the sap to an incredible level. In the past, any friend of the forest that has imbibed the raw sap has been healed of injury, and possibly had their disease healed. But I have heard of others in the past that have taken the sap without the forest's permission, so to speak, and have been transformed into harmless creatures. It is almost as if this tree embodies a part of the forest, and can 'select' how the sap reacts in the drinker. A large role of that apparatus was to overcome the natural 'defenses' of the tree, and to make the sap drinkable by the shifter. I have also heard of the sap being used by keepers of the forest to regenerate parts of the woods that were damaged by unnatural means. But the most basic magical power of the sap is to transform."
The sprite responds to Ingrge's suggestion, "It may be possible to shift the tree to another plane, but I doubt it. The tree is tremendously tied to the Wold on this plane of existence, and to this forest. I believe it would be possible for my tribe and I to create enough illusions to cover the tree up, but anyone powerful enough to seek out the tree would likely be able to see through the illusions."
Lastly, he addresses K'Nara, as she looks up from talking to her sword. He smiles and says "I am sure that you are not mad. I, too can sense the sentience in your sword. Now, before you leave, I would ask all of you for a great favour. You have proven yourselves to be a very powerful and able group, and I would ask your help in protecting the tree over the long term. I would like you to carry this." He hands a small brooch to K'Nara. The brooch is a small, platinum replica of the Ish'gara tree. "This brooch would allow me to contact you if the tree was ever in serious danger, and if you so will it, you and any 10 others touching you will be teleported to this clearing. Believe me, I would only use it if the need was great. Will you carry this for me, the Ish'gara tree, and the forest?"
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d20+10=22 Monday June 16th, 2003 9:35:28 PM
Milo's eyes snap open, and the halfling rolls off his back into a hand spring, and then stands up straight. Though on many other folks it wouldn't be noticeable, on Milo it is quite apparent that the halfling has grown a full two inches. He also looks stronger and leaner than before, his shoulders an inch or so broader and the muscles on his diminutive frame are like cord as they ripple beneath his skin. He smiles, "Wow... that hurt... I don't think I've experienced growing pains like that since I was very young." The halfling chuckles.
Figment Monday June 16th, 2003 10:58:49 PM
The mage packs the contraption away for future study as he has time. "I'd say that the tree protects itself from most of those who would attempt to defile it. Any who could overcome your illusions would most likely be able to overcome whatever protections you put in place and the tree itself as well. So I take it Tremaine was going t combine the red dragon blood with the sap and drink it. What would have happened to him? Any idea?".
Lian Tuesday June 17th, 2003 2:52:08 AM
"What if we transplanted the tree to another part of the Wold, it WILL remain safe?"
"Figment, maybe Tremaine was planning to be a red dragon forever."
K'Nara Tuesday June 17th, 2003 6:45:48 AM
For a moment, the tall woman's hazel eyes shift from the sword in hand to the smiling fey and back again. Then, with her trademark flourishing spin--and (this time) a quickly whispered "excuse me" to the blade--K'Nara slid Lucia back into its customary sheath on her back.
"Almost two years ago I made a vow to my elven master that I would protect all the beings who wished to live in peace and harmony in the Emerald Kingdom." she said to the sprite. "Certainly that would include such a tree as this! But, even if it did not, I would be honored to take on such a responsibility." K'Nara stretched forth her hand and accepted the brooch from Fils, pinning it onto her cloak.
"By the way, Milo...Bertram..." the human bladesinger added, "...if you're both all done becoming 'new and improved'...poor Orson has waited long enough for some major healing."
(OOC: I'm assuming that Orson didn't receive any cure spells from either cleric and didn't get healed when/if he chose to drink his portion of the sap.)
Brother Bertram Tuesday June 17th, 2003 1:42:07 PM
Bertram listens to the Fey and K'nara speak with interest. His eyes grow cold hearing K'nara's harsh words to himself and Milo. Speaking slowly, holding his anger in, Bertram replies, "Begging your pardon, I did not realize that suddenly Milo and myself were on your payroll. Perhaps if you had not been so caught up in making your own weapon all 'new and improved' you would have realized we have already tended to the wounded." Bertram hoists in pack, grips his axe and walks stiffly back the way they came into the woods, waiting for his blood to cool.
((OOC First act Bertram performed was to use all his spells available to get everyone healed.))
((OOC Hmmmm...I DID post that I was assuming that Orson's posts indicating that he had NOT been healed were correct. If Orson was, indeed, healed, then it would have shown and K'Nara would not have made the statement. -- Donna))
Olana Tuesday June 17th, 2003 3:59:55 PM
Olana's blue eyes open wide for a moment as she sees the result of Milo's transformation. "Wow..." she says, softly.
Mention of the dragon's blood makes her ask the question of her friends - "What are we going to do with the stuff? I bet it's dangerous."
((OOC - I think Bertie did mention healing at least twice by my reckoning))
Orson (11/57 HP) Tuesday June 17th, 2003 5:05:01 PM
<Backpost>
As Bertram made his rounds checking for wounded, Orson waves him off claiming he was fine, wishing to see others healed before himself. He had drank the one healing potion, so much of the bloodloss had stopped, and his grievous wounds were beneath his armor and clothing, so he merely downplayed the severity.
<Current>
Orson rubs his sap onto his blade shortly after K'Nara does to hers. Staring curiously as the bladesinger begins talking to her weapon, he misses the initial effeft on the blade, but feels the eletricity surging through the weapon. Jolts of energy shoot across the blade, Orson tensing against the slight discomfort caused as the blade situates its new power. He smirks, having just traded in a shocking blade just before this mission, but this one seemed much more powerful than the old blade.
Orson groans quietly as he stands, shifting and streching his still present wounds. He wipes his blades clean on his tunic, which was already soaked in his enemies blood, and his own. Sheathing his blades, he watches K'Nara's and Betram's exchange about his wounds. Orson merely turns and walks slowly away from the others, not being able to say either failed at their statements, Bertram had indeed offered healing, but K'Nara rightly noticed the big man still greviously wounded.
OOC: I guess I missed your healing post as well. I was posting Orson still at 3hp, so is my fault, not Donna's :) So, for clarity, Orson mearly waved off Bertrams offered healing before (he would want to see Olana and others healed before himself anyway).
Brother Bertram-Clarification Tuesday June 17th, 2003 8:02:27 PM
((OOC Bertram informed Greg he would use all his spells, trading up for healing if need be until everyone was healed. At this level, unless he rolled straight 1's everyone should be fine.))
Farewell? (DM Greg) Tuesday June 17th, 2003 11:43:51 PM
The fey leader bows in thanks as K'Nara accepts the brooch and pins it on her cloak. He says, "Although I don't know your names, or if you have a name for your party, you are hereafter known as 'Protectors of the Ish'gara Tree'. Please keep that brooch close to your heart, since I can never know when it might be that I need your strong arms and powers."
He turns to face Figment, and answers his questions, "I realized, once I saw the powered sap and the enspelled red dragon's blood, that he planned to combine the two, and create a horrible potion that would turn the imbiber into a red dragon himself...likely of the highest power! If that had happened, I don't know if you could have stopped him. Thank goodness you were able to defeat him before he had a chance to complete his terrible task. As for the red dragon's blood now, it appears as if the spell cast upon it by the shifter has worn off. I wouldn't suggest drinking it, even so, but I don't think that it is a danger any more, bottled the way that it is. Perhaps an alchemist would find a use for it?"
"Now, unless there is anything more that we need to discuss, I would like to be on my way home with my daughter. My mate will be as happy and relieved to see her as I was. Our tribe will return shortly, and we will set up a home near to this clearing, to better let us keep watch over the tree. Please remember, you have promised to help protect the tree, if I need to call on you."
Unless one of of the Talons decide to carry on the conversation with the fey, they leave the clearing, the father and daughter flying hand-in-hand.
[OOC: Please describe any details that you plan to carry out as you make ready to leave the clearing for home. Part of the confusion around who is healed and who is not belongs to me. I remember a post stating that Bertram would use all his spells to heal the party, and I responded that I needed to see exactly how wounded all party members were, before I would allow the auto-healing to take place. But, for simplicity's sake, lets assume that Bertram can heal everyone up to full, and he can retain his full complement of 0-level spells, one 1st level spell and one 2nd level spell.]
Figment Wednesday June 18th, 2003 12:02:26 AM
As the mage carefully packs up the apparatus and staff he stops suddenly and becomes stiff as the sap he imbibed finally course through him. Those looking on see intense pain from him as if he's being hurt severely. He then appears to get a calm look of some kind as if he relaxes. Whatever has him finally turns him loose. He appears no different than before to everyone. Once his episode is concluded, he bows to the sprite. "I will cast my lot with K'Nara and support you in your protection of the tree. I am happy your daughter is safe.". He finishes up his efforts and prepares to depart.
Lian Wednesday June 18th, 2003 12:13:44 AM
Lian helps carry what he can of the appuratus and loot, however, doesn't exceed his capacity.
"Perhaps Tremaine planned on being a red dragon when he killed Parnoth(if they are enemies now), that is if that was his aspiration." He shrugs.
"Good bye fey, thank you." The monk bows.
Milo (endurance; hp 36) d8+3=7 Wednesday June 18th, 2003 12:51:45 PM
Milo steps up to Orson, and with a quick prayer to Pantheon touches the warrior, healing him a little. "I'm sorry K'nara, that is all I have left today." The halfling looks sincerely apologetic. (OOC: Healed 7 hps)
Milo then moves over to where Olana is standing, and looks up at the elf momentarily in appreciation before leveling his gaze and standing silently.
Figment Wednesday June 18th, 2003 10:13:34 PM
"I imagine that the Hands of Love had some plan to control Tremaine after he took dragon form. I imagine if this was indeed his own idea that he would have chosen a gold or silver dragon - not red. We can place Tremaine in the portable hole for a time - but we can't see what he's doing while in there. If he gets loose he'll be ready for us when we open it up. I'd say our best bet is to keep him unconscious until we get him to a temple or some place that can figure out what they did to him. Milo, Bertram, can you think of anything we can do to restore his mind?". He keeps a close eye on Tremaine for any sign of him waking up.
Packing to leave (DM Greg) d20+2=14 (Figment's healing check for Tremaine, failed) Wednesday June 18th, 2003 10:26:49 PM
Figment and Lian say farewell to the sprites, and pack the apparatus pieces and the magical staff, preparing to leave.
Then Figment moves over beside the downed shifter, and carefully looks him over. However, Figment is no healer, and can only tell that Tremaine remains unconscious.
Olana d20+13=31 Wednesday June 18th, 2003 11:25:26 PM
Olana bows to the fey. "We'll protect this tree, have no fear," she says, in full agreeance with K'Nara's acceptance of the brooch. "Fare well, and be safe."
She makes sure the dragon's blood potion is safe and will carry anything that needs carrying. "Er.... should we rig up a stretcher for Tremaine?" she asks, already looking around for suitable fallen branches. Perhaps those.... a couple of cloaks and some rope......
((Wilderness Lore DC 31))
K'Nara d20+1=16 Thursday June 19th, 2003 6:34:24 AM
(OOC: the DM has stated that Orson didn't get healed up when Bert was doing his rounds.)
For a long moment K'Nara's hazel eyes bored into the sulking figure of Brother Bertram.
"If I seemed to speak with undue authority, Brother," the tall female fighter said gravely, "It is because I feel that you are a member of the Emerald Talons as well as Orson is now. It is my honor and duty to lead the group, and so I will always order the healing of wounded members...even ones who don't have the sense to stop attacking when they are injured to the point of being almost dead..!" K'Nara turned a humorous eye to Orson, then addressed the dwarven cleric once more:
"I didn't mean for you to think that I thought you had shirked your clerical duties, Bertram...I just wanted to make sure that Orson got healed before he could find something else to fight."
K'Nara went on to help Olana in her search for materials with which to make a travois for the unconscious Tremaine. (OOC: Wilderness Lore check of 16.)
Milo (hp 38/63) 2d8(1+7)+3=11 d8+1=5 Thursday June 19th, 2003 11:32:36 AM
As the endurance of Pantheon leaves Milo, the halfling begins to move a bit slower, showing signs of grevious injury hidden by the holy enchantment. He stops to pray for a moment, and is relieved a small amount. From his satchel he produces the gem of healing and a potion. He drinks the potion, and expends the final charge on the gem. "Well, I'll have to get that recharged some time." Straightening, Milo replaces the gem, and looks to help with the travois. (OOC: Used up all four 0-level spells for cure minor wounds. Healed self for 4 hps; Gem of healing is a cure moderate wounds, and potion is of cure light wounds. Healed self for another 16 hps of damage).
Brother Bertram Thursday June 19th, 2003 2:29:58 PM
Bertram turns to K'nara and eyes her for a moment. "If you do not wish to me to think that I shirked my duties, then I suggest in the future you do not outright say that I did. I have no problem following orders and being a part of the Talons. In fact I have had no problem being a walking bottle of healing draughts for the group. But I will not have it suggested that I am not doing my job as I and Domi see fit. Now what are you going to do about Tremaine? Do you wish me to attempt to rouse him or do you want him left unconscious?"
(OOC I Have tried 3 separate times now to heal everyone in the group and tell them they are, Greg has also backed this and said no problem. We still have people saying they arent healed. From here on if you need healed please verbally let Bertram know in Post form. If you dont ask, you aren't healed. Sorry for causing all this confusion.)
Orson Thursday June 19th, 2003 3:55:36 PM
Orson stands silently off to the side, watching Tremaine, should he awake, and scanning the area, remaining aware in case he had more allies guarding him than those that thy defeated.
OOC: Sorry If I didn't apply Bertram's healing to Orson. I saw you post he'd heal people (in general). Greg didn't say 'you healed everyone', just that people should post current HPs to see if you needed to roll. As nothing came of that (which I had been posting Orson's HPS all along), I figured Orson wasn't healed...as with the amount of damage we suffered, just saying 'everything healed' was a stretch. Orson was down 50, Olana 60, Milo around 40, Ingrge was wounded (not sure how much), Bertram himself was almost dead...thats alot of damage added up.
Sorry for my contribution to the confusion as well :(
OOC2: I will be in San Deigo on vaction from the 25th-2nd, so won't have ANY access at all to post. Then on the 2nd-4/5th?? I have to help my brother move to Tenn., so will most likely be unable to post.
Ingrge Thursday June 19th, 2003 4:11:36 PM
(OOC this was posted BY GREG in Tuesday's post... But, for simplicity's sake, lets assume that Bertram can heal everyone up to full, and he can retain his full complement of 0-level spells, one 1st level spell and one 2nd level spell...)
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Looking around the clearing Ingrge picks up those things that he had identified as magical of Tremaine's and then turn at Figment's comments.
"I wonder if perhaps he is under some sort of curse. I suppose, in the morning I could try a removal and see if that helps any."
as K'nara and Betram have their "Lover's Spat" he stands off watching the two of them and then sighs.
"K'nara, if you are going to assign blame anywhere then perhaps you should blame me for not specifically handing my potions to Orson, though I did offer them to any who needed them. Or for that matter perhaps you should accept blame for yourself as well, as you too offered potions, but did not thrust any into anyone's hands. Or, prehaps you should blame those who needed to be healed but chose not to take advantage of our offers. Bertram himself just returned to the land of the living just moments ago after being laid low during combat."
"My point in all this is that we are not going to survive for long, if we can't keep from heaping blame upon one another. I truly believe we have been lucky up to this point. There have never been any truly assigned roles in our group. We have muddled through duplicating effort and often getting in each others way. That is why members go charging off as Figment and I cast our spells and unintentionally catch you all in the effects. It is why one of our own was suprised by the spell I cast to distract Tremaine before we entered this fray. It is why more than one of us, myself included went off on our own and nearly got ourselves killed.IF we are to continue adventuring as a group, WE all need to decide what role we each play within the group, and how that is to play out in any given situation."
This is by far the most any of you has ever heard Ingge speak at one time.
Olana (27/64) Thursday June 19th, 2003 4:36:59 PM
Wincing a bit, but probably thinking that Ingrge was right, Olana ponders his suggestions.
Also, at one point, she approaches Bertram, speaking quietly. "You know, K'Nara can be a little forthright sometimes." She smiles and shrugs. "It's her way, but her heart is in the right place. She'd put herself between any one of us and mortal danger if she had to - even Figment." She glances around for a moment and then smiles that innocent, all-is-well-with-the-Wold sunny smile of hers. "I mean she shouts at Figment all the time. I think she likes him."
"Oh," she adds, biting her lip, "would you mind healing me a little more? I'm still feeling a bit woozy."
Brother Bertram 4d8(6+3+7+7)+7=30 d8+5=6 Thursday June 19th, 2003 7:47:52 PM
Bertram shakes his head. "I appreciate what you are trying to do Olana. I also have no doubts of K'nara and her willingness to die for the group. However, she is not alone in her feelings for the group, and should realize this. I am very aware of my role in this group and do not need to be spoken to as one would a child." Bertram grins for a moment, "Although I certainly sound like one now do I not? Ingrge is right however. If we do not coordinate our abilities we will surely perish. We were lucky here today. If Tremaine had been just a bit more prepared for us, we would all have seen Gargul this day." Bertram lays his hands on Olana and murmurs a prayer to Domi, requesting healing for the Elven lass. ((OOC Cast Cure Crit and Cure Light-Healed 36 points))
DM Greg OOC - about the healing Thursday June 19th, 2003 10:39:28 PM
Matt is right, apparently there was over 200 hp of damage before Brother Bertram went on his healing spree. That is why I continually reminded you to post your total and present hit points! Some of you were very regular at doing this, but not all of you. That is why it was difficult for me to determine if Bertram could just say, "I heal everyone with my spells." I had no idea how bad everyone was hurt. In future please, PLEASE post your hit points in your posts, until you are resting in a safe place, or everyone is as healed as necessary, or until all the healing spells are used up. That way, if the party is down a total of 100hp or less, then I can just say, Bertram heals you all. But, for more than 200 hp damage, I don't think that Bertram had access to enough spells. A cure critical wounds spell from Bertram will do an average of 25 hp per spell, and a cure serious will do an average of 21 hp. So, once again, I ask you all to post your damage, so that everyone knows who still needs healing, and just how much healing is required to deal with the party damage.
Exit, stage left (DM Greg) Thursday June 19th, 2003 11:09:55 PM
The two ladies put together a stretcher to carry the unconscious Tine leader. It is easy enough to rig something up, using some fallen branches, a couple of cloaks, and some rope from one of their packs. Milo approaches them just as they finish, a little more healed then before.
Ingrge takes the magical items from Tremaine's body [OOC: I presume that is what you meant by "picks up"?], and folds up the cloth that contains the extradimensional space, putting all the items into his backpack.
Milo and the ladies roll the now-magickless body of the shifter onto the makeshift stretcher, and each of the ladies takes an end and lifts it off the ground.
The party looks over its collective shoulder as they leave the clearing, seeing the carnage that they have left behind. The wound from the apparatus in the trunk of the Ish'gara tree is already starting to close, and the blue-skinned beasts (what were they, anyway?) seem to be fading away, as if they were never there. Only the giant tiger corpse is left to remind you of all that has transpired in this clearing. You all realize that the scavengers will feed well for the next few weeks.
As you head back into the forest, and eventually back to Emerald City, you notice a small leather sack hanging on a branch directly on your route. On the side of the sack, in large gold writing, is written, "For Milo, to be opened right away." There is a stylized "C" at the bottom of the message.
[OOC: Unless one of you wants something else to happen, you can travel safely back to Emerald City, without any mishaps.]
Lian Friday June 20th, 2003 1:36:37 AM
The elven monk just shakes his head at Ingrges 'rant'. "Personally, I believe anyone who is ripped to shreds by a large tiger would be in serious need of healing... or a pine box. Not to mention those wierdo blue things." Lian pauses for a moment. "We were lucky Ingrge, we were. I think if we change up our techniques now, the luck will go away. The Talons work fine the way we are. If we plan to pause in combat for even a moment for you and Figment to cast, those of us who cannot cast spells may be left to our own devices, left holding the bag as it were; this may mean charging into the frey, defending the casters or anything else. As for casting into a frey where your friends may or may not be, is a chance we have to take; we take chances as heroes."
The monk smiles kindly at Ingrge. "If we each have to reevaluate our place in the Talons, no one is going to feel very welcome among us. How would you feel?
I have noticed, however, that battle brings the best out in us and in some cases even lets us realize our strengths. Geez, one moment I am pummling something, the next I am healing a fallen comrade like a professional medic! Hello, mighty cool if you ask me. I was beginning to believe that I was not pulling my wait here as of late, then I heal a friend. I felt good about it, my place here that is. Suddenly now, I am back doubting again, because you feel we/I need to rethink my role?! If I were to 'rethink' healing Orson, I would do it all over again.
Besides, I think perhaps K'nara needs to make that decision about our roles. The 'battle buddy ' system did not work well, but maybe it could be revised or reworked. What do you think K'nara?"
The monk, finishes his rant and several tangents, then walks off to calm his emotions.
On the road On the path back to Emerald City, when the sack for Milo appears, the monk laughs outloud reading the message. "Right! Like you will open this because it tells you to. Seems like a trap to me."
Milo d20+10=27 Friday June 20th, 2003 3:14:16 AM
"I agree Ingrge. You're making perfect sense to me. If we are going to discuss roles in the group, I'd like to put myself forward as the group scout when traveling. Mainly cause I'm good at moving about without being seen. As far as combat is concerned, I'd like a battle buddy assigned to me who is willing to flank opponents opposite me, so that I can get the most out of my abilities. In the past, Figment has been my battle buddy, but I always seem to be fairly far from him in combat, as our roles and tactics are so dissimilar. I'd think that K'nara, Orson, Lian, Olana, or Bertram, who all prefer close combat like myself, would be better suited. Anyhow those are just my thoughts, and at any rate, I'm readin' you loud and clear, and I agree."
When the sack shows up, and Lian calls it a trap, "I think its my order from that Catacombs store. My other healing stick ran outta juice, and I paid for another one. And some scrolls too." Milo smiles, though he checks the bag for traps before opening it up. (OOC: Made a Search check DC 27.)
Figment Friday June 20th, 2003 1:12:42 PM
The mage sighs as the others continue to argue a bit, knowing he was no better. As they retrace their steps he offers an olive branch to the warrior woman - making sure Milo is in earshot when he does. "I apologize for my behaviour. I will in the future try to do better to comply with your direction in combat. I am glad to be part of this group and wish very much to stay that way. I hope you can overlook my anger. I still do not agree with your decision, but it was your decision to make - not mine.". As they travel he speaks to the warrior mage as well. "Ingrge, if you would like I will be pleased to help you identify all this stuff - especially the staff from the apparatus. It should be a very interesting study...".
Olana (full HPs) d20+13=17 d20+9=11 Tuesday June 24th, 2003 1:08:29 AM
Feeling SOOOO much better, and after giving Bertram a hug for his efforts, Olana attempts to figure out a way to drag the stretcher behind one of the horses, while maintaining a level of comfort for Tremaine on the return journey. (Rope Use DC 17, Animal Empathy DC 11) "Will it be okay if we walk?" she whispers to Milo, suggesting it might have enough of a load dragging Tremaine.
"Well, my specialities are tracking, I have some rogue skills, and I have my bow and my swords," she says as some kind of organisation is discussed, not quite sure how they should go into the mix.
Ingrge Tuesday June 24th, 2003 7:45:12 AM
As they walk along Ingrge continues his discussion. No, friend Lian, you misunderstand what I am saying. I am not saying that we actually rethink our "roles" per se, but that we need to rethink how we approach situations and how we react to them. Too often, and I am at fault here as well, we delay doing things until after discussion, and by then sometimes it is too late. We need an action plan that we know by rote about how we go about approaching things. This does not mean that everything we run into is going to fit into this/these templates, but they at least give us something to work from as opposed to starting from scratch each time. In the past many of the challenges that we faced were, not as strong as we were and we were able to smash our way through them, but we are making a name for ourselves and that means there are going to be people asking us to help with more difficult things and those may well be over our heads as things stand right now. Not because of a lack of skills, but because of a lack of organization of those skills.
For instance Lian, Did you know that with my bow I am possibly the most effective of all of here, but rarely do you see me use it? Is that necessarily a smart thing? I dont know. But if we had stood off a bit and peppered Tremaine and the beasts with a few arrows things might have gone more smoothly in combat.
Lian Tuesday June 24th, 2003 4:39:00 PM
"I, perhaps, did misunderstand you friend Ingrge, I humbly apologize." The monk bows. "Perhaps your bow would make a great addition to our combats.
I purpose that we state our strong skills, I will start. My strengths are moving through combat and into combat quickly. Therefore, I will happily pause for the spell casters to prepare. I can also, if needed, backup Milo in scouting and surveilence. Not saying Milo is not very talented at those tasks, but sometimes things happen." The monk bows with a smile to the halfling Justicar.
K'Nara Wednesday June 25th, 2003 1:22:50 PM
"Well, I can tell you ONE thing for sure..." K'Nara said with a bit of a disappointed sigh, "...I know that I certainly didn't act as fast as I would have liked...re-evaluating my 'Battle Buddy' system would seem in order--especially if people are assuming that keeping tabs on your Battle Buddy means you HAVE to fight by their side all the time.
"My original thought was to simply make sure that each of us is definitely aware of one of the others--my 'Battle Buddy' idea was spawned by the fact that one of the Talons had come to the point of death in one particularly nasty battle, but practically nobody who could have helped him by either healing him or assisting with his specific foe even realized he was in trouble."
OOC: we can email each other with our PC's strengths and weaknesses, and discuss a few pre-planned battle tactics...it can only help.
ACDM Jan Wednesday June 25th, 2003 5:32:41 PM
((OOC - Sorry for the hold up folks, I'm trying to find out if our DM is okay. We'll get things rolling tomorrow, come what may. Thanks for being patient.))
Travel back to Emerald City (DM Greg) Wednesday June 25th, 2003 10:05:36 PM
[OOC: Sorry about the delay, all.]
The party gradually makes their way back to Emerald City, talking over their tactics as they travel. Regardless of their best efforts, they cannot wake Tremaine from his coma. Even magical healing from Brother Bertram seems to have no effect. The shifter continues to ride, unmoving, in the stretcher. Occasionally, a toubled look crosses his face, and once, the stretcher bearers hear him mumble, something like, "Stop him..." or "Stop it..."
The two weeks of travel go by quickly, and without incident, although hauling the unconscious Tremaine does slow the party down a bit. As near within 5 miles of Emerald City, they meet more and more travellers. They get a few odd looks from the other travellers, eyeing the figure on the stretcher. They are even approached by a travelling healer, a cleric of Alemi, who offers his services. However, they turn him down with thanks.
The party approaches the gates of the city...
Ingrge Thursday June 26th, 2003 5:05:04 PM
Duirng the trip back, Ingrge first casts a remove curse on Tremaine after the first two days of not waking and then sometime during the trip back he, along with Figment, identify both the items of Tremaine's and any pieces of the aparatus that were deemed magical.
Entering Emerald City (DM Greg) Thursday June 26th, 2003 10:47:29 PM
Milo searches the bag for traps, just to be safe. Finding no traps, he opens the bag, to find it is in fact the items that he had purchased at the Catacombs. Along with the wand and the two scrolls, there is a small note, saying, "Thank you for your business, Milo. We hope that you will be satisfied with your purchases, and that we see you soon."
As the party approaches the entry to the city, one of the watch hails them. "Halt, good ladies and sirs. Please state your business in our fair city. And please explain how that person came to be carried on that stretcher."
Olana d20=16 Thursday June 26th, 2003 11:56:53 PM
Olana glances toward the others then steps forward.
"Hello!" she says with a bright smile. "My name is Olana, we were traveling through Culverwood, and we found this poor man, and you know what Culverwood is like. We've healed him as much as we can, but now he needs his friends and family." ((CHA DC16))
Milo Friday June 27th, 2003 2:33:51 AM
Milo's gaze darts up toward Olana's face, and the halfling attempts to withhold a snort as he realizes that while Olana isn't technically lying, she isn't really telling the whole truth either. He eyes the guards to see if they go for it.
K'Nara Friday June 27th, 2003 7:15:04 AM
"He probably fell in with a bad crowd..." added K'Nara, also observing whether or not this explanation of events was acceptable to the guard.
Brother Bertram Friday June 27th, 2003 12:42:23 PM
Bertram allows the leaders to talk, intent upon watching Tremaine and contemplating where he may next be led.
Figment Saturday June 28th, 2003 5:24:11 PM
The mage helps Ingrge and uses his Identify spell on the trip, relying on the others to protect him while he is vulnerable from fatigue. By the time they get back to the city, he intends to have al the items he was carrying identified and examined for special properties or curses perhaps left by the HOL.
As Olana speaks he decides to simply be quiet as he is wondering why they weren't immediately recognized by the city guard and escorted with all haste to the city castle and the Green Wyrm. As always, things are never what they should be in this place...
Figment, cont. Sunday June 29th, 2003 12:09:42 PM
During the trip, the mage also pulls out 2 items from their snake god adventure - a ring and a wand. "One of the children in the city gave me these as we left and I had no time to identify them. I will now. One of these I'm pretty sure is a wand of lightning, the other, I'm not sure...". During the 2 week trip Figment idetifies these 2 items too. (OOC: Sorry, I forgot about these 2 things from the last adventure.).
To the Talon HQ (DM Greg) Tuesday July 1st, 2003 1:52:46 AM
Not having been specifically alerted to look for the PC's, the gate guard does not appear to recognize them. He approaches the strecher, to take a closer look at the unconscious form. he bends over Tremaine, and almost appears to recognize him ... then stands up, and shakes his head. He turns to Olana and says, "Well, he looks like he needs more than his friends and family. I reckon he needs a skilled healer. However, you may pass." Then he moves aside, and the party enters the gate into the city.
It is midafternoon, and the city is a very busy place. There are green streamers and flags strung from the balconies, and it appears that the people of the city are getting ready to celebrate some sort of festival. Everyone is hustling just a little faster than normal, as if frantic to be ready for the coming celebration. As the party makes its way to the Tine headquarters, anyone taking the time to look at the passersby notices that there are many more frowns and worried looks than smiles, however. This seems strange, given the festive, colourful air in which the city appears to be decorated.
The party winds their way through the streets to the Tine headquarters. There is a young man leaning up against the unmarked doorframe. One of the party memebers gives the proper sign, and the young man answers with the proper response. He opens the door to let the party in, and his eyes grow wide as he recognizes who is being carried in the stretcher. The PC's enter a smallish room with two doors exiting, one from the right and one from the far side. An older, portly gentleman is seated behind a simple desk, writing in a large ledger. He looks up as the party enters, and double-takes when he sees Tremaine on the stretcher. He stammers, "Pppplease wait hhhere." Then he turns and rushes through the far door. In about 30 seconds, he returns with two teenage boys, and a tall, elderly half-elf. The portly gentleman is talking as he enters the room, "...and then they just appear at the doorstep with Caiden in the stretcher. I hope you can help him, Lucius."
The tall half-elf steps forward, and says, "I see you have returned safely, with our leader. I am Lucius, the resident healer. It appears Caiden is the worse for wear. Please allow me to take him to our recovery room, so I can see what can be done for him."
Assuming the party allows it, Lucius signals the two teenagers to take the stretcher, and the half-elf leaves with the teenagers and Tremaine in tow.
The portly gentleman moves toward the party, and says, "Welcome back. I am Marton. Don't worry, I already know each of you, at least by reputation. Please, let me take you to our guest rooms, where you can freshen up. The city is making ready to celebrate Parnoth's birthday, and we plan to have our own 'celebration'. Why don't you freshen up, and I will send someone to get you for dinner?"
DM Greg OOC Tuesday July 1st, 2003 1:53:52 AM
Who was the DM when you picked up those other two items: the wand and the ring?
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 1st, 2003 3:36:02 AM
Bertram looks to the others to gauge thier reaction to this Marton fellow. Bertram looks about suspicously, his hand going to his axe unconsciously from time to time.
(OOC Matt was the DM at that time if I recall-Was given to FIgment by the little girl that Bertram raised from the dead.)
Figment Tuesday July 1st, 2003 9:06:42 PM
The mage graciously accepts the hospitality, once again falling comforatably into the amenities of the city. He takes note of the new name given Tremaine. "You may need to restrain him. He's been brainwashed or cursed in a way we have been unable unravel...".
(Matt was DM. One of the kids took Figment to a hiding place and gave them to him. I'm not sure which kid.).
Olana Tuesday July 1st, 2003 10:16:38 PM
The elf wrinkles her nose at the mention of Parnoth's birthday, and remains concerned about Tremaine's health. "I hope he'll be alright," she says with a sigh as he's carried off. "Oooooh, I could do with a nice hot bath, right now. Thank you," she says to Marton.
Milo Wednesday July 2nd, 2003 1:36:50 AM
Milo is lost in thought as he considers the news of the day. Then, as Olana mentions a bath Milo's ears perk up, and the halfling smiles, "I could use a scrub myself."
Ingrge Wednesday July 2nd, 2003 2:54:04 PM
"Freshen up? That sounds like a marvelous idea. A bath and a glass of wine would be just the thing to ease some of the tension from the road."
K'Nara Wednesday July 2nd, 2003 8:18:08 PM
The tall redhead nodded to Marton, her eyes narrowing when the man added something about "our own celebration"...but Marton's words swept her question aside for now.
"You mean...freshen up...as in taking a bath...in a REAL tub..? With hot water and everything...?" K'Nara said in a very uncharacteristically wistful voice. "I can count on one hand the opportunities we've had over the past year to take a real bath..."
A much needed bath, and a feast (DM Greg) Thursday July 3rd, 2003 12:41:19 AM
The ladies and gentlemen of the Talons are led down a flight of stairs, to two separate rooms, (ladies to one and gentlemen to another) and are told, "These are the change rooms, and the baths are through that door." Sure enough, anyone passing through the doors see two large tubs, each capable of holding 6-8 bathers. Anyone trying the water finds it to be warm, but not hot.
After a bath (or not), the party is escorted back upstairs to a large room, for dinner. The tables are set in a large 'U', with the, presently empty, head of the table at the bottom of the U, and the party members, along with other Talons, seated along the arms of the 'U'. All told, there are about 25-30 others already seated. As the party is led in, they notice the room is decorated with the same green banners and green cloth as in the streets, but the banners and cloth have all been splashed with blotches of red dye, looking as if blood has been spilled across the cloth.
The party sits down, and is immediately served wine or beer (or water), as they choose. A few minutes later, a small gong is rung, and the Talons rise to their feet. Seven people enter the room from a side door, and seat themselves at the head of the table. At the far left of the head table, the party recognizes Marton, and sitting on the right side, the elder gentleman healer. At the center of the head table, a large bearded man in his early 30s is seated.
The bearded man has a brief discussion with the woman seated on his right, and then stands and says, "Talons, I propose a toast, to the ultimate defeat and complete destruction of the tyrant, Parnoth! May scavengers pick the rotting flesh from his bones, while his soul rots in whatever hell will accept him!" He, and all the others in the room, shout, "Death to Parnoth!" and then all drain their glasses.
He continues, "Today, we celebrate Parnoth's birthday. I propose it be his last! Let us eat and drink and celebrate the safe return of our leader Caden Tremaine. Although he yet lies in an unconscious state, I am sure it is only a matter of time until he regains his senses, and takes the reins of power again. Until then, I will be in charge. Now, let us celebrate, and when we have eaten our fill, discuss our next moves against the tyrant."
He claps his hands twice, and a number of youngsters enter by another side door, carrying the trays of food and drink. Everyone who wishes to can partake in the feast.
Identifying the items (DM Greg) Thursday July 3rd, 2003 1:17:14 AM
Ingrge's and Figment's identify spells turn up the following information on the magical items from Tremaine, and earlier:
Wand of lightning bolts (5th level) 20 charges remaining Ring of feather falling
From Caden Tremaine: Ring of Protection +3 Periapt of Wisdom +2 Cloak of Resistance +3 Staff casts lesser restoration and has 8 charges remaining (and has more abilities, but will take an analyze dweomer spell to get all the information on the staff)
Olana Thursday July 3rd, 2003 1:29:22 AM
The elf dives into the tub and has a nice warm bath. Ooooooh, that felt so good. After braiding her hair and putting on some clean clothes, Olana joins the others, and takes a seat next to Milo at the table.
As Tremaine's 'successor' gives his speech, her eyes find themselves drifting uneasily toward her fellow Talons. To her, he seemed just as mad as Tremaine did What the heck was going on?
Brother Bertram Thursday July 3rd, 2003 3:28:10 AM
After a much needed and long overdue bath, Bertram goes to eat with the others. At the people's words, he sees that Tremaine was not alone in his delusions. Excusing himself as soon as possible, Bertram will start looking for any servants of either Domi or Gargul, to get more information.
Figment Thursday July 3rd, 2003 6:41:21 AM
After hearing the toast the mage wonders how they will be accepted after Tremaine wakes up - since they very well may have preserved the life of the Green One. "So what has Parnoth been doing since we were here last?".
Milo Thursday July 3rd, 2003 12:13:35 PM
Milo enjoys the bath thoroughly, and once clothed again, joins his fellow Talons at the table.
As the toast is made, Milo is inwardly astonished to hear the sentiment, as his personal take on Parnoth has somewhat changed of late. His face however remains as calm as a placid lake.
Interested to discover more, Milo uses Figment's conversation as cover to excuse himself, claiming a need to visit the privy...
K'Nara Thursday July 3rd, 2003 3:48:13 PM
The only thing that kept K'Nara from diving into the tub herself was the fact that the delighted elven ranger had beat her to it. Nonetheless, the leader of the Talons hopped into the water with alacrity, taking the time and care to scrub every inch of her body, wash her hair and scrub all over again (just because she could!) By the time she reluctantly left the bath, K'Nara resembled a prune, but she was grinning from ear to ear.
She almost didn't go to the meal, because having taken a bath, K'Nara's only clean change of clothing was her rather formal green gown, last seen when the Gold Dragons had given that banquet and presented the Talons with magic items--including the now-intelligent Lucia. K'Nara opted to don only the basic green gown itself, leaving the silk and embroidered overgown and accessories in her backpack. She also made it a point to wash the normal clothing she had and put it out to dry.
Appearing at the meal in a gown felt a bit odd to her at first, but then K'Nara simply shrugged and brushed off her self-consciousness. She simply didn't have time for it.
The bearded man's speech made the warrior woman's eyebrows elevate, so she leaned towards the man and asked him in a pointblank way:
"Excuse me, sir, but we haven't formally met. I am K'Nara of the Emerald Talons, and a member in good standing of this chapter of the Tines...who are you and by what authority are you now the leader of the Tines...if I may be so bold as to question..?" K'Nara added that last bit as a half-remembered effort to be diplomatic.
Introductions all around (DM Greg) Tuesday July 8th, 2003 12:15:56 AM
The new head Talon smiles at K'Nara, and says, "Of course I know you, and your partners. I am Endrin Redthroat, and I will be leading the Tines until Caiden recovers from whatever is keeping him in a coma. The leadership here has selected me to fill in." He motions to the others at the head table. Then he stands, raises his glass, and addresses the other celebrants, "And so, I offer a toast to these fine adventurers, who recovered our lost leader, Caiden. It is only fitting that they receive just reward for their heroic actions, which I am sure that they will fill us in over our dinner tonight. I presume that you found the small magic items that Caiden was wearing, since our healers could find no signs of them. I propose that you keep the items that you found, as your reward. Don't worry, when Caiden regains his senses, we will be able to outfit him as befits our leader. Now, please fill us in: how did you find Caiden, and how did he come to be in a coma? What transpired in the Culverwood?"
[OOC: The response to Figment's question about what Parnoth has been up to will have to wait a bit, while I find out from the campaign DMs.]
[OOC: Seeing as how some of you wish to explore the Tine hideout, let me give you more information. The hideout is located in a huge warehouse, converted into many rooms. You have only been in about one-third of the building, in the section that holds the guest quarters, the baths, a few offices and guard chambers, and the large dining room and attached kitchen. The rear two-thirds of the building is unfamiliar to you all, yet. Does Bertram plan to wander the building, trying to find someone that obviously displays a sign of Domi or Gargul, or does he have a strategy in mind?]
Meanwhile, Milo slips out of the dining hall to try to find Tremaine's quarters and office. He steps out into the hallway, pressed up against the wall. The halls are lit by lanterns set regularily along the wall, providing some shadows. However, given the celebration taking place to mock Parnoth's birthday, there is much regular movement through the halls, and it will be very difficult to carry out an undetected search of the building, not knowing which direction to go. As Milo pauses in the hallway outside the dining hall, the passage left heads back to the guest chambers and entrance that the party used. The hallway to the right extends about 40' and turns right. There are two doors off the hall, almost opposite each other. The one on the left is open, and the one on the right is closed. It looks like this might be a much longer trip to the privy than Milo expected...
Milo (invisibility) d20+26=41 Tuesday July 8th, 2003 2:43:18 AM
Not discouraged in the least, Milo reaches into his satchel, and palms his potion of invisibility as he moves quickly to find a corner where he can have but a moment's peace. When he believes that he is unobserved, he consumes the potion fully intending to move down the hall away from the guest quarters and take the right turn, moving silently the whole way. (OOC: Assuming that Milo finds a moment's peace to drink his potion, even if in the privy itself, his Move Silently check is DC 41.)
Figment Tuesday July 8th, 2003 10:06:57 PM
Having possession of Tremain's items for now, the mage decides to refrain from saying anything. He allows the warrior woman to explain what she sees fit about the adventure and especially the tree. Prior to the formal toasts and such, he decides to compliment K'Nara. "My dear, you look most beautiful tonight...".
Brother Bertram (Jan) Tuesday July 8th, 2003 11:58:15 PM
Bertram waits until after the toast and some polite conversation before having a wander off. "I always like to compliment the chef," he says. This isn't a covert search as such, just a general stroll around, perhaps to strike up a conversation here and there, get a general feel for whats going on.
The kitchen seems as good a place as any, so thats where he's headed, and if he spots a fellow cleric, so much the better.
Olana Wednesday July 9th, 2003 12:10:08 AM
Olana fidgets at the table, joins the toast with a polite smile, and silently wonders what Milo was up to. He looked to have that twinkle in his eye on his way out of the room. She hoped he wasn't up to anything dangerous.
She bites her lip as Redthroat asks about how Tremaine got to be in his current condition. That was going to be a difficult thing to answer. Technically it might have been because of trauma they'd dished out, but then again it could have been a reaction to his state before they found him.
She's also wondering other things - this Redthroat fellow - what if was he that had set Tremaine on his previous course? Wasn't it supposed to have been the Hands of Love that had done that? What if he was secretly something other than a Tine. Mind you - they'd been away from Emerald for a while - Figment's question was valid - if the dragon had imposed new rules, as bad as the old ones, then it would certainly have got everyone's blood up.
Oh well, time would tell. Truths and lies always showed themselves in the end.
K'Nara Wednesday July 9th, 2003 10:00:54 AM
"We went on that mission to stop Tremaine and get him back." K'Nara said with a shrug of her shoulders. "So we stopped him without killing him and brought him back. He was very much the able fighter and put up a lot of resistance. I believe the Talons were as lucky as we were determined." The human female fighter seemed to concentrate more on her food than on appeasing Endrin Redthroat's curiosity.
When Figment complimented her, however, K'Nara's initial reaction was to stare pointedly at the spellcaster with a raised eyebrow--but then she belatedly realized that she wasn't wearing her armor over traveling clothes...she was wearing a nice dress. Her face got almost as red as her hair, but she nodded at her colleague.
"Thank you for saying so, Figmentary," K'Nara said, her voice a bit flustered, "I'm...not used to compliments. You...uh...you look nice tonight, yourself." While her words weren't as elegant or flowing as a bard's, K'Nara's accompanying smile was, nonetheless, sincere. Then she seemed to recall something else and turned her attention to Redthroat once more.
"By the way...you never DID answer Figment's questions here." she said to the man. "What kind of 'surprise' are you planning for Parnoth's birthday..?"
Orson Wednesday July 9th, 2003 11:15:35 AM
Orson bathes along with everyone else, glad to have the chance to relax and cleean up a bit. He spends a fiar amount of time cleaning his weapons as well, and polishes up his armor a little when he is told of the feast. He attends in a clean set of travelers cloths and armor, having given up all his party atire long ago.
He acts a little out of place at the feast, passing on drinks (save sipping a glass of water), ignoring the Tines toasts, and silently listening to the conversations that occur.
Orson excuses himelf from the table (when not interrupting any discussion), "Have excerises to get done, and feel a lot more comfortable in a training circle than with these people," he says quietly to K'Nara, letting the Talons leader know where hes going. "Nice dress, by the way," he adds, patting her lightly on the shoulder, "Looks great on you." He quickly heads to the door, glad to be out of the enviornment he spent most of his teenage years in.
He asks a servant or lower looking member of the Tines for directions, hoping to get a good round of excerises in, or possibly someone to spare against.
Figment Wednesday July 9th, 2003 11:12:46 PM
The finely dressed mage smiles and nods at K'Nara's stilted but sincere compliment. He sits in his flowing finery (hand made of the finest fabrics course) and listens to the new Tine leader respond to K'Nara's points.
At the banquet, and outside the banquet (DM Greg) Thursday July 10th, 2003 12:52:16 AM
Endrin responds to K'Nara, "Well, the Tines want to thank you for returning our wayward leader to us. I am afraid that his plan was, shall we say, not very well thought out. Hopefully, when he recovers his senses, we can determine why he acted the way that he did, so very rashly. As for Parnoth himself, he has not made an appearance in the city for a good long while. There are rumors that he is caught up in something big, but just what that is, I am not sure. Even though he is away, his cronies and syncophants have made sure that the city still celebrates his birthday. Tonight, we celebrate as well, the safe return of our leader, the impending downfall of the scaled tyrant, and the new information that we have just discovered that will help us cause that downfall. But first, let us eat!" He claps his hands, and more food and drink is brought in. The centerpiece is a large roast pig, decorated to look like a green dragon: dyed green with a long fake neck and tail. The roast is set in front of Endrin, and then the servers proceed to carve large chunks from the pig and pass it around to the diners.
As he begins to eat, Endrin looks up and around at the tables, and says, "Hrrmph. I see that some of our guests have decided to leave before the feast. Their loss." He looks pointedly at the chairs vacated by the missing Talons.
Milo, standing in the hallway, downs his invisibility potion, and disappears from sight. He moves down the hallway, and turns right at the end. He looks down a much longer hallway, almost 100' long, with a side passage off to the left, and numerous doors leading to the right and left, some open and some closed. At the end of the long hallway is a staircase leading upstairs.
Bertram walks out of the dining hall, and turns towards the kitchen. He stands at the doorway, and watches as over 15 kitchen staff prepare the remainder of the Tine feast. No obvious clerics are present, unless big white hats have suddenly become a holy symbol (grin).
Orson heads for the main doors leaving the dining hall, and asks one of the serving boys where he can find a training room, and perhaps some sparring partners. The boy answers, "Out of the dining hall, turn right, and right again. Along both sides of the long hallway are the general quarters for the regular Tines, and the staff. Partway along the hallway, there is another hallway to the left, that leads to the open part of the warehouse at the back. There is a gym and training facilities set up back there. At the end of the long hallway, just before the stairs, there are a couple of common rooms. I expect that some of the Tines are 'celebrating' in those rooms, and you can likely find someone itching for a scrap, or a 'practice'."
Milo (invisibility) d20+21=32 Thursday July 10th, 2003 1:16:05 AM
Thinking back to his younger days as a burglar with the Guild, Milo seemed to recall the important stuff always being upstairs, further out of reach, and generally more work. So, quietly he creeps, up the stairs, away from the party, and hopefully toward some useful information regarding the tines' current plans. (OOC: Milo moves silently at normal speed. The -5 modifier for doing so is already figured into his skill check, which is DC 32).
Exploring the Tine shop (DM Greg) Thursday July 10th, 2003 11:12:21 PM
Milo makes his way invisibly down the long hallway. For the 30 seconds or so it takes to travel the 80'-100', he does not bump into anyone. The open doors on either side lead into 2- and 4-person barracks, and the occasional storage room. Two of the barracks have occupants; sleeping figures snore softly in a couple of the beds. Along the left side, a short hallway leads at right angles, into a large room. As Milo moves down the hall, he can hear voices coming from the doorways at the end of the hall. When he comes parallel to the far doorways, he can see they are both occupied with a number lower-level Tines, celebrating, playing cards, and drinking in larger common rooms. As he reaches the bottom of the stairs, he sees a sign posted at the side: SENIOR TINES ONLY BEYOND THIS POINT.
Does he continue up the stairs?
K'Nara Friday July 11th, 2003 10:31:56 AM
K'Nara looked around, only just noticing that not all the Talons were at this meal.
"Probably practicing." she said out loud, shrugging and seemingly returning her attention to her meal. "What time do I report to whatever meeting it is you're having about this newest effort against Parnoth?" The tall redhead looked almost bored as she broke open a roll and used it to mop up some juices on her plate before taking a bite.
Milo (invisibility) Friday July 11th, 2003 1:13:17 PM
Milo stops at the door with the sign, and searches it for possible traps, magical or mechanical. He takes his time at this, wanting to do a thorough job of it. (OOC: Milo takes 20 searching the door. This gives him a Search DC of 30, but takes 2 minutes to complete.)
Figment Friday July 11th, 2003 3:15:07 PM
The mage digs in with the others. He decides to simply enjoy the moment and the food as he seldom gets to see K'Nara in this light. "Your meal is delicious, sir. Being an acomplished chef myself I rarely get to enjoy a truly well-prepared meal as we are on the road so often. My compliments to your cooking staff.".
Olana Friday July 11th, 2003 9:38:16 PM
Olana tries not to fidget, or look in horror at the pig-dressed-up-as-a-dragon course. Just the thought of eating that.... All her life she had been at the mercy of Parnoth's whims, and it was well known that he didn't like elves, or merely thought of them as tools to be used. He was a green - that made him evil, but then after the great war he'd released her kind from slavery. Did she feel thankful? Or should she still bear the same resentment, like Redthroat here. Giving a sigh, she picks at some of the veggies. It was all very confusing, and the bottom line was - she didn't think destroying Parnoth would have quite the cathartic effect that it was supposed to. It was too late - damage had been done. Of course if the green brute was slipping back into his old ways....
She listens to the conversation at the table, making eye contact and nodding occasionally.
"I'm a bit confused about all of this," she whispers to Ingrge at one point with a rueful smile.
Bertram (Jan) d20=16 d20+6=26 Saturday July 12th, 2003 12:22:53 AM
(Charisma check DC 16, Diplomacy DC 26 nat 20) Bertram will attempt to establish whether some of the kitchen staff have time to talk or not. If not - he thanks the kitchen staff for their hard work and will head back to the banquet.
If they do - along with the thanks, he'll attempt some small talk, being as diplomatic as possible, and try to get the general mood of Emerald City folk if he can - how they feel about Parnoth, and this new leader chappie.
Ingrge Monday July 14th, 2003 12:55:11 PM
Watching and listening, Ingrge nibbles a bit on select items being served and shakes his head as the abense of several of the Talons is noted. As Olanna whipers to him, he smiles and responds.
"I would think that Parnoth promotes and creates confusion. That is after all a powerful tool for control. I expect that our green leopard has not changed his spots. I think that he has, perhaps, just temporarily covered them up. I am sure that we will se far more of hi evil than we want to in the future."
Kent Monday July 14th, 2003 7:32:53 PM
(OOC Greg, is there goign to be any PC down time in between adventures? not necessarily for RP purposes but for say scroll making etc.....)
Greg DM OOC Monday July 14th, 2003 11:19:20 PM
Kent, there will be no real down-time between adventures, as will become clear over the next couple of days. There will be an opportunity to replenish supplies in a little while. OK?
More information, a proposed course of action, and...an alarm! (DM Greg) Monday July 14th, 2003 11:56:42 PM
Bertram engages one of the kitchen staff in a brief conversation about the situation in Emerald City, and the Tine headquarters. During the discussion, the sous-sous-sous-chef has this to say, "Emerald City and Parnoth? We haven't seen the Great Green One for a fair long time. The city celebrates his birthday today, as it always does on this day, even though he hasn't made his usual appearance. As for this new Tine leader, well, he is ice to Caden Tremaine's fire. I didn't think that I would ever meet anyone who hated Parnoth as much as Caden, but Endrin seems to have the same attitude towards Parnoth, only he plans and schemes more. If anyone has the chance to remove the Green Tyrant from the throne, it just might be Endrin Redthroat. He sure did rise through the ranks of the Tines in a hurry."
At the banquet, once everyone has eaten their fill and has a refilled goblet, Endrin waves the kitchen staff and waiters out of the room. He looks around at the gathered Tines, and then looks more closely over at the PCs. He says, "The time of celebrating is over, and the time for planning has come." He pushes his chair back and rises to his feet.
"Through our research, we have developed a plan that we feel sure will seriously hurt, if not cripple, the Green Tyrant's power. However, to put this plan into action, a powerful item will first need to be recovered. The item is a small rod, 18" long, carved and magically shaped out of solid emerald. Parnoth is desperately searching for this rod, but if we can gain possession of it first, we think that we can turn its power back against him."
"Our research has divined the location of the rod. We are certain it can be found in one of the most magical places in the Woldian universe. This place is said to contain the riches of a thousand dragon hoardes, but it also contains the creatures that protect and battle over these hoardes. Many powerful Woldians have travelled to this place, but few have returned. A wise bard once wrote about the place, 'Welcome to the richest treasure chest in or out of the Wold! And welcome to your deaths.' The name of this fantastic place is..."
Suddenly, a series of loud bells ring from outside the doorway of the dining room, and down the hall. Endrin shouts, "Intruders, on the stairs! Quickly, move to capture them!" Upon saying this, two of the diners at the head table say a quick magical phrase, almost in unison, and disappear from their seats.
...Meanwhile, Milo has been carefully ascending the stairs, searching for traps, mechanical and magical, as he moves from stair to stair. [OOC: There is no door at the bottom of the stairs, only an opening to the stairs themselves, with the sign posted at the bottom of the stairs.] As he reaches the middle stair, the magical alarm spell is triggered, and bells ring at the top and bottom of the stairway. [OOC: I took a little license, since there is no door to search, and Milo had already expressed the desire to climb the stairs. I presume since Milo is taking 20 in the search, he is moving very slowly up the stairs. Also, an alarm spell cannot be detected by a search skill.]
Olana Tuesday July 15th, 2003 12:16:47 AM
Olana thinks over what Redthroat is saying. An item? An artifact? And where was this place? It sounded dangerous.
Leaping to her feet as the alarm sounds, the startled elf moves toward the doorway.
Hang on a minute though - where was Milo? And Bertram? And Orson?
Milo (invisibility) d20+26=44 d20+28=44 Tuesday July 15th, 2003 2:44:34 AM
Seeing that he has set off an alarm, Milo descends to the bottom of the stairs quickly and quietly, before trouble arrives. Finding a corner to hide in, despite the fact that he is already invisible, he waits for trouble to show up, hopes that it will pass him by in their search for an 'interloper.' (OOC: Made a move silently and hide check, both at DC 44. Even if they can see invisible, they still have to make a Spot check greater than DC 44 to see Milo. Do not forget that his Hide ability is magically enhanced by the elven cloak he wears, so his ability to blend in, is not entirely mundane.)
K'Nara d20=4 Tuesday July 15th, 2003 8:27:30 AM
She'd heard that phrase somewhere before, K'Nara was just sure of it...
...Welcome to the richest treasure chest in or out of The Wold! And welcome to your deaths...
The alarums interrupted just then, though...and K'Nara's half-formed recollection flew from her thoughts (OOC: voluntary Intelligence/Knowledge check was only 4, anyway!) as she leaped to her feet.
"Find the rest of the Talons." she ordered the rest of her own group who were present. "I don't get a good feeling from this...Endrin fellow. Something about him..." The human bladesinger let her sentence trail off. "...just let's get our group back together. I'm going to get my sword...look for the others and then come back here when you've found them..!" K'Nara started to move, but her gown was not conducive to speed, so she bent over, grabbed fistfuls of fine emerald green material, hitched most of the skirt above her knees and then sprinted off towards her room, intending to snag Lucia and start looking for her missing Talons.
Orson Tuesday July 15th, 2003 12:19:11 PM
Orson breathed heavily as he stared across the room, the 5 men were really giving him a good workout. Alone he could have taken any of them in a matter of moments, but unarmored and with wooden practice weapons, they teamed up to be quite formitable.
He spent about 45 minutes practicing against the Tines members, honing the finesse side of his fighting, rather than the pure strength he had wielded against the beasts in Culverwood. Panting heavily, Orson took a slight breather as two scrambled to stand after being triped, and two others look dumb-founded at their shattered wooden swords, quickly hurrying to the weapons rack to grab two more. Orson was slicked with sweat, and could already make out a few angry red welts on his bare chest and arms where their weapons had slipped through his attempts at parrying.
He braced himself as they all stood and prepared for another round, but then a distant (or not so distant, not quite sure about the layout of the place here) alarm was heard ringing. All glanced towards the door in unison, then towards one another.
"Well, guess that calls it a night gentlemen?" he questions his opponents, already on his way towards the door. Tossing the wooden practice swords aside, he tosses his slinged longswords over his shoulder, and scoops up his shirt and chain armor. Exiting the training room, he quickly jogs down the hall, turning left and heading back towards the dining area. He wasn't sure what was happening, and thought best to find the others instead of exploring on his own.
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 15th, 2003 1:28:22 PM
The alarm sounds and Bertram immediately reaches for his axe. He begins moving towards the sound immediately looking for signs of trouble as he moves.
Ingrge d20+15=34 Tuesday July 15th, 2003 3:49:16 PM
Listening, Ingrge gets an antsy feeling about what Endrin is discussing and a picutre of an ancient Elven magical place comes forward in his mind (Knowledge Arcana DC 35). Hoping beyond hope, that he is wrong Hthey are interupted by the sounding of alarms. Standing quickly, Ingrge mutters under his breath to Olanna, "If this is because of that nosey little Halfling friend of ours, I might just turn him into something.
The alarm is raised (DM Greg) Wednesday July 16th, 2003 12:01:05 AM
Milo manages to hurry to the bottom of the stairs, and pushes tight against one wall between the bottom of the stairs, and one of the side doors in the hallway. Just in time, too, as two loud pops sound: one at the top of the stairs, and one at the bottom (about 10' from Milo), heralding the arrival of the two robed figures from the head table in the dining room. Milo can see the one at the bottom of the stairs clearly, and notices that the figure is shaking his head, as if to clear cobwebs from his brain. The figure is facing up the stairs. At the same time, Tines are racing out of the two doorways at the stairway end of the hall, from their celebrations. One of them calls out, "What set off the alarm? We have seen nothing pass by our door."
The rest of the party hurries out to the hallway, and around the corner to the long hallway leading to the stairs, mixed in with the other Tines from the dining room (except for K'Nara, who is hurrying to her room to collect her sword).
Endrin rounds the corner and calls out down the long hallway, "Seal the building! Nothing and no-one gets in or out! Plankett and Landrum, find the intruder, or whatever set of that alarm!" The Tines hustle to do his bidding. Then he turns and looks at the members of the party that are out in the hall, and asks, "Did any of you have anything to do with this? I was led to believe that you could be trusted! I certainly hope for all our sakes that I have not misplaced my trust!"
Milo (invisibility) d20+21=36 Wednesday July 16th, 2003 1:50:04 AM
Realizing that he can get no further with this course of action today, Milo moves as silently as possible down the hallway away from the stairs, and turns the corner, heading toward the privy. (OOC: Made a move silently check DC 36, to move silently at full speed. The -5 penalty for doing so is already figured into the check.)
Olana Wednesday July 16th, 2003 12:09:02 PM
Olana's eyebrows raise in shock, realising what Ingrge has just said and that Milo might be in trouble.
"Maybe it was the cat?" she exclaims toward Redthroat, along with a shrug.
Well maybe it was, she thought. And maybe it was Milo, and maybe it was something worse. What was being discussed here wasn't for everyone's ears. If the dragon knew...
She moves to help with the search.
K'Nara d20=17 Wednesday July 16th, 2003 7:10:16 PM
K'Nara immediately siezed Lucia and ran back to where she'd come from, drawing the weapon out along the way.
"Sorry for the rude awakening, Lucia," she said out loud, pushing past a few other Tines as the traffic milled about the place, "But we may be under attack...although it may also be something--not so sinister, too. I won't know until I get there..."
(OOC: made a voluntary Intelligence check for K'Nara to deduce where the major players of the Tines have gone to [and, thus, get to the hallway where everyone else is now.] The result is 17.)
Figment Wednesday July 16th, 2003 8:03:19 PM
The mage listens to the commentary and gets a cold chill as he realizes the place they are going...
After moving into the hall with the others, the mage begins looking around for evidence. He casts detect magic and begins scanning the area. "I can't say who was responsible but I can look around for you...". He looks up and down the stairs for magical residue but keeps his discoveries - if any - to himself.
The culprit is found? (DM Greg) Thursday July 17th, 2003 7:16:48 PM
The two robed Tines at the top and the bottom of the stairs cast a spell, and scan the stairs, then call out, "No-one on the stairs!" The one at the top of the stairs moves out of sight, and the one at the bottom of the stairs moves back along the long hallway, looking left and right.
The party joins in the search. Figment casts detect magic and moves along the hallway, scanning. Many people and things detect as magic (all the Tines carry magic, party members have magic, the hall is lit by magical torches, etc.), but Figment figures out that they are all as they should be. By chance, Figment and the Tine wizard arrive at the door to the privy at the same time. Both can detect magic on the other side of the door, many magical auras overlaid. The magician pushes open the door, and moves into the privy, which is made up of a long shallow trough with running water (for washing hands) on the left side, and four stalls behind simple wooden doors on the right side. He begins to scan the room, detecting for the source of the magic.
Olana Friday July 18th, 2003 2:10:05 AM
Olana follows the others toward the privy, her imagination running wild. Parnoth's spies in the privy! Milo in the privy! Mind you - wasn't that where he was going anyway, she seemed to remember?
Okay.... and K'Nara was talking to her sword. She did a double take on that, too.
Ingrge Friday July 18th, 2003 2:56:59 PM
Remembering that Milo said he needed to use the Privy as he left the dining room, comments to olanna as they walk next to each other, just loud enough to make sure that Milo can hear as well,
"I do hope that whoever broke in here hasn't waylaid and harmed Milo. He did say he was going to the privy didn't he."
Figment Friday July 18th, 2003 8:56:38 PM
The mage also continues his scan. He calls out since it is obvious that whoever is in there knew they were trapped. "Milo, you in here?".
Milo (invisibility) d20+21=33 d20+11=30 d20+7=25 d3+1=2 Saturday July 19th, 2003 12:19:32 AM
Moving into the privy just ahead of the Tine wizard and Figment, Milo scootches quickly into a stall, and after quietly closing the door, drops his pants and sits. (OOC: Move silently DC 33)
As the two enter the privy looking for him, Milo remembers to himself, Oh yeah, I'm invisible still. Looking around quickly, Milo locates a resident insect or arachnid, and lashing out with the palm of his hand attacks the critter, smashing it, and simultaneously becoming visible. "Darn bugs!" Milo proclaims loudly as he smacks the critter dead. Milo smiles inwardly. (OOC: Made a Spot check DC 30 to locate bug/spider, and then an attack roll hitting AC 25 for 2 hps of subdual damage.)
A Thief in your midst (Assistant Dm Mark) Sunday July 20th, 2003 10:19:20 PM
Milo is just congatulating himself on his cleverness when the door to the stall is kicked open by a guard with sword in hand. His blade never wavers but his eyes widen at the sight of Milo. "Your a guest of the Commander!" This sharing of guard wit is interrupted by yells from further down the hallway and the running of feet towards your position. "Commander! Commander! It is gone!" A lone man runs up, out of breath. Endrin grips the man's shoulders roughly. "Speak man! "What do you mean it is gone?!" Slowly the guard regains his breath. "The Eye and the map Sir, they are gone!" Endrin roars and throws the man aside. "Find the Thief! Now your dogs! We must have the Eye!" Guards went running in all directions at the evidence of Endrin's ire. ((OOC I will be posting the next couple of days til we know for sure if Greg will have access.))
Figment Sunday July 20th, 2003 10:30:31 PM
Seeing Milo is "OK" and won't be skewered he turns and begins a more intensive search of the area. "So there IS a thief here somewhere. I hope I'm the first to find him!". He continues his scan going this time up the stairs.
Olana Sunday July 20th, 2003 11:53:18 PM
Delighted to see that no one has attacked her nearest and dearest halfling, Olana's attention is quickly turned toward the theft.
"What eye? What map?" she asks.
K'Nara Monday July 21st, 2003 12:20:47 PM
K'Nara strolled up with Lucia in hand just as the guards went to obey Endrin's orders. Resting the flat of her blade on her right shoulder, she asked very curiously:
"Yes, Endrin...WHAT map? WHAT eye..?" And then she noticed Milo sitting in the privy, which still had its door open. "...And WHAT kind of spectator sports are you running here, anyway? I thought this was the Tine headquarters, NOT a Fetish Shop..!" She lifted one auburn eyebrow at the Tine-Leader-Pro-Temp.
Orson Monday July 21st, 2003 5:11:36 PM
Orson was a bit confused about the whole situation, especially when the pinned 'culprit' turned out to be Milo. He didn't care much that something was indeed stolen, least not until the importance of the items was stated. Taking a moment to secure he sheaths in thier proper positions, instead of just slung over his shoulder. That done, he rests his shirt and mithril armor across his shoulders as he moves to K'Nara's side, waiting to put his armor on when she decides there is time.
Seeing the anger demonstrated by the Tines leader, Orson stands close beside K'Nara, not sure what to expect, but ready to defend should Endrin's 'trust' suddenly disappear as he had mentioned moments before.
Milo Tuesday July 22nd, 2003 1:03:26 AM
Hopping up from the privy, Milo pulls his pants back on in one swifty motion, embarrasment plain on his face, "Yes... I am, and if you know what is good for you, you'll go find the theif, and leave me about my business!" As the halfling's pants are back on, his hand comes to rest upon the hilt of his short sword.
Lian (Jay is back) Tuesday July 22nd, 2003 6:40:35 PM
Lian follows carefully and quietly behind the Talons until such tia as his services are required.
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 22nd, 2003 8:22:05 PM
Bertram grins at Milo despite the confusion about something being stolen. An eye did they say?
A Thief in your midst (Assistant Dm Mark) Tuesday July 22nd, 2003 10:30:35 PM
Endrin looks in disgust at his guards, Milo, and everyone else around him. Sighing with exasperation he motions you all to follow. He leads back to the dining hall and gestures towards chairs. He then looks at each of you for a moment then rises and paces for a moment before explaining. "There were two items stolen here tonight. The first was of consequence but was not insurmountable. A map to the entry portal of Fae Skiemir. The map gave complete detail on how to find and gain access to Fae Skiemer and its environs once inside. I have a partial copy of the map that I was working on. It is incomplete but it is better than nothing and may lead you in the right direction. The more critical element was the loss of the Eye of Gargul. Legend has forgotten why it was named so. Many feel that perhaps it was created by Gargul and thus named, but this I know not for sure. It is a centuries old talisman, a compass, that found its way to our door. It is imbued with magical qualites, the most notable being, unerringly pointing towards the one artifact that can bring about Parnoth's destruction! Without this compass all of our hopes of being freed from under the tyrannical claw of Parnoth are dashed! I need you to recover that compass, and then get to that artifact fast!" Endrin ends his impassioned plea and recovers himself. "I know you must have questions and I will answer what I can but we must move quickly!"
Lian Tuesday July 22nd, 2003 10:46:17 PM
Hearing Endrin's words, Lian says the only thing that comes to mind. "Well, that is unfortunate."
K'Nara Wednesday July 23rd, 2003 7:14:25 AM
Upon hearing the phrase "Fae Skiemir", K'Nara's hazel eyes darted to Ingrge and Olana, a mix of alarm and wonder in their gray/green/brown depths.
Gemsmith had been the first to tell her of the place; later--during her early-morning long-distance training sessions with him--Greymalkin broached the subject a time or two himself...it was an ancient elven bastion of magic that had somehow been abandonned and yet protected--and was infinitely dangerous to any who traveled there. Even the Gold Dragons, the Maulk had said, had been VERY hard-pressed to come out of the area alive.
"You want me to take my people into Fae Skiemir..." K'Nara clarified, her voice incredulous, "...to fetch some artifact that may or may not exist...with neither a map nor this--this compass you speak of..?" She stared at him. Endrin was dangerous--because he was insane while being able to maintain the outer illusion of reason.
This, K'Nara decided, was NOT good.
Greg OOC Wednesday July 23rd, 2003 11:38:45 AM
Matt, thanks for stepping in. I am still in Brockville, but I will be travelling home tomorrow, and can take over again on the weekend.
Olana Wednesday July 23rd, 2003 7:17:55 PM
"I think we need to get after those thieves - and quickly. If they've come here especially for the map and compass, and it suggests that they did, seeing as nothing else was stolen - then it seems they are about to go to the very place we're being asked to go - and right now they have the distinct advantage."
Figment Wednesday July 23rd, 2003 11:00:29 PM
The mage crinkles his brow knowingly... "Fae Skiemir... now THAT's a place I never imagined traveling to. The Storm Dragons were about to go there when we met the Golds... they seemed to turn out OK - though some of them did not return. I'd say we'd better get after the thieves before we go. Otherwise there is no reason to go unless we have at least a chance of finding our way to the item we seek. Take us to the place the items were sitting before tey were stolen. Maybe we can find some clues...".
Ingrge Thursday July 24th, 2003 6:46:38 AM
As Fae Skiemir is mentioned, Ingrge eyes lightup with what might be a combination of excitement, and trepidation. After taking a few moments to get his thoughts in order, he addresses Endrin.
"Endrin, do you have or can you produce an accurate drawing of this orb? And can you give me an accurate description of it? If you can, I should be able to locate its where-abouts for you."
Brother Bertram Thursday July 24th, 2003 7:56:10 AM
Bertram scratched at his beard and considered all he had heard. He was curious as to this 'Eye of Gargul'.
A Thief in your midst (Assistant Dm Mark) Thursday July 24th, 2003 8:05:12 AM
Endrin makes an effort to calm himself. "Forgive me. My anxiety has made me unseemly. I believe, nay, know that the artifact exists. The Eye and the artifact are mentioned in the same source together. If one is true, then how can the other not be?" "Talon Ingrge I can indeed supply the things you ask for, and will but I am sure the thieves are using the map and Eye to head for the portal. I can have you taken there at once if you would but agree to help us! The Entrance to the Portal is nearby and the thieves will need time to gain entrance. Can I count on all of you for this important task?"
Lian Thursday July 24th, 2003 5:45:52 PM
Lian walks over to Bertram and pokes him in the arm. "Eye of Gargul huh. Well, at least he has one good eye left." Says the monk, smirking. "We should be off soon then."
Assistant Dm Mark Thursday July 24th, 2003 10:19:39 PM
(OOC-I will be out of town until Sunday night for Gencon-Greg should be back by then but if not we will be ready for Monday!)
DM Greg OOC Friday July 25th, 2003 12:47:47 PM
I am, in fact, back home. Mark, thanks again for stepping in. I apologize for getting your name wrong earlier. I can start again as DM today.
Figment Friday July 25th, 2003 1:32:01 PM
The mage nods his assent with reservations. Testing their metle in such a place already... "I'd say we need to head for the portal now so as to prepare for the thieves arrival - whether we agree or not - would be a good idea. They must be stopped either way - but I am game.".
Ingrge Friday July 25th, 2003 6:58:11 PM
"I can't speak for the others but, I am up for it. I've always wanted to see Fae Skiemir, but I still would like the descriptions and drawings please."
Olana Sunday July 27th, 2003 11:26:16 PM
"I'm for going, too. I feel uneasy about some thieves having in their possession something that could change all our lives."
The unfinished map (DM Greg) Monday July 28th, 2003 2:02:11 AM
Endrin sends one of the junior Tines to fetch the copy of the map. When the young man returns, he is carrying a large piece of parchment, with only about 1/3 covered in drawing. Endrin takes the parchment, and presents it to the party. "As you can see, this map is incomplete. It is only a partial copy of the complete map. The complete map shows the way to the portal you need to pass to enter the forest that surrounds Fae Skiemir, and the location of the entry gate in the forest that you must past through to enter the magical place. It also showed a number of known locations in Fae, as well as two or three possibly safe resting spots. However, as you can see, this copy only shows the way in Emerald City to reach the first portal. It appears to lead into the old part of Emerald City, a very rough part of town. Hopefully, when you catch the thieves, you can retrieve the entire map, and use it to find your way safely around Fae Skiemir."
Lucius steps forward and says, "As for the Eye, it is unmistakable. It is a large, black sphere of glass, the size of a child's head, with a small red light shining in its center. The eye acts as a powerful locate object spell, and is presently attuned to the artifact that you seek. You only need to hold the Eye, and concentrate, for you to feel the direction that you need to travel. Unfortunately, it will only point in a straight direction, and travelling in a direct line in Fae Skiemir is not wise. As powerful as you all are, there are many, many things more powerful than you in that magical place. You will need to move slowly and carefully, and avoid being seen if at all possible. The Eye will continue to point in the correct direction, regardless of how you travel."
Endrin adds, "Now, please be quickly on your way. You may be able to catch up with the thieves before they cross the portal and enter the forest."
Ingrge Monday July 28th, 2003 8:31:05 AM
Umm, Endrin, You were going to give me a drawing and a detailed description of the orb before we left.
K'Nara Monday July 28th, 2003 3:08:55 PM
Having been silent up until now, the leader of the Talons nods her head emphatically.
"Yes, Endrin, it is quite clear that we must go," K'Nara agreed, "...and go we shall. Talons--let's grab our gear and move out...we have to intercept those thieves and get to Fae Skiemir before the Tines lose...the opportunity of a lifetime..!" With this, the tall redhead bowed to Endrin and swept from the room with a grace and regal bearing that could put a princess to shame.
Figment Monday July 28th, 2003 6:44:12 PM
The mage sighs as he retrieves his things. "So liitle time for the fineries of life... pity. I expect you can care for our mounts - or do you think we could take them in?". He leaves with the others - to the portal or the mounts - and then to the portal.
Milo Tuesday July 29th, 2003 2:49:37 AM
Smiling broadly, "Well, sometimes catching the thief takes a step down to accomplish. I'm sure all our talents will be required for such a mission." Milo moves over to Olana and stands fingering his holy symbol of Pantheon. He wonders to himself if this is the right path for him, but quickly banishes alternatives thoughts from his mind.
Olana Tuesday July 29th, 2003 1:40:08 PM
The elf sets off along with the others, breaking into a smile as Milo appears along side. With a sigh, she whispers to him -
'Off we go again. We never get the chance to be on our own much, do we.'
Orson Tuesday July 29th, 2003 2:40:43 PM
Orson glances back and forth between his fellow talons and the Tine leader, not really sure what he thought about the situation, nor Endrins asumption that they would help.
"Well, boss knows best," he sighes loudly upon hearing K'Nara's orders, following the woman towards thier guest room to gather the rest of his gear with the others. "We got time to get our armor on?" he asks, removing his sword sheathes from his bare back to slip his shirt on, and he begins to adjust the straps to his chain shirt, preparing to slide it on.
Moving swiftly to get beside K'Nara as they head back to the rooms, he speaks in a low voice after assuring no Tines would overhear, "this may not be my place to say, but he seemed quite sure about everything that was transpiring, and seems with what happened it was required that we do what he asks with this eye and whatever its supposed to do." He waits a moment, then continues, "seemed to me to happen a little to 'neatly' with the timing and all to be coincidence."
Lian Tuesday July 29th, 2003 7:05:34 PM
The monk follows quietly behindthe others, saying little at all.
Brother Bertram d20+7=12 Tuesday July 29th, 2003 8:10:37 PM
Bertram follows alongside Lian, lost in his thoughts, trying to recall any reference to the Eye of Gargul. He almost missed Lian's remark, finally looking up and smiling wanly. He looked back to the mark of Gargul on his hand for a moment and the smile faded away.
(OOC Knowledge Religion check on Eye 12)
Packing to leave (DM Greg) Wednesday July 30th, 2003 1:25:25 AM
Endrin replies to Ingrge, "Well, if it is a drawing that you need, then I think I can manage that." He pulls a small charcoal pencil from his belt pouch, and takes the partially finished copy of the map. He quickly draws a circle about the same size as a young child's head, and colours it in with the black pencil. He leaves a small (about 1/2") uncoloured part in the center of the dark circle. He hands the map to Ingrge, and says, "I hope that this diagram will suffice, since we have no formal diagrams of the Eye. And I am afraid that since I do not have any red paint handy, you will have to use your imagination to pretend that the white spot in the center is actually red. Is this drawing acceptable?"
Brother Bertram has never heard of the Eye before.
The party quickly gathers their gear together, and suits up for travel to the portal. They meet at the small door through which they originally entered the Tine headquarters, and then Endrin says, "I wish you good fortune. The artifact that you seek may well be our best hope in defeating Parnoth. Now, hurry, and try to catch the thief before he gets too far ahead."
The map shows the portal appears to be at the end of a small alley between a tannery and a burned out rooming house, off an equally small street, in the Old Town.
Milo d20+23=34 d20+21=33 Wednesday July 30th, 2003 3:07:30 AM
Milo shoulders his pack, pulls his hood up, and slips through the door, headed for the portal as indicated. He moves ahead at full speed, though hiding and moving silently as he goes. (OOC: Made hide and move silently checks for moving at full speed at DCs 34 and 33 respectively. A -5 penalty is already figured into the check.)
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 30th, 2003 3:36:19 AM
Bertram hurries along with the others, axe in hand, looking for any signs of trouble.
Ingrge Wednesday July 30th, 2003 7:40:19 AM
Following the others, Ingrge nods to Endrin, "That along with your description should do just fine.' Thank you and Hopefully we will have a bit more relaxation time on our next trip.
K'Nara Wednesday July 30th, 2003 8:40:30 AM
K'Nara changed into her armor as fast as possible. Just as she was stuffing her as-yet-unlaundered (phew!) clothing back into her knapsack, Orson came calling, voicing all the same suspicions she'd had herself, but had decided to wait until the group was all together and on their way to the site of the portal before saying out loud. She suppressed a sigh, looked around the spare room and then pointed out its only decoration: a small painting of a rather sour-looking old man.
"Isn't it just so LIFELIKE, don't you think, Orson..?" the auburn-haired woman said in an affected voice. "Especially the FEATURES like the nose..." as she spoke, however, K'Nara pointed to the subject's ear, "...and the mouth..." this time her finger traced the man's eyes, "...you could SWEAR this was a real, living, breathing person here..." K'Nara's hand gestured around the room.
She could only hope that Orson got the message she was attempting to convey while making small talk.
"Now--let's go get that thief...and that artifact." K'Nara said, picking up her pack and leaving the room. She went to meet the others and go to the site of the portal.
Olana d20+17=29 d20+13=17 Wednesday July 30th, 2003 10:53:24 AM
Olana stays to the left flank as they move toward the alley, keeping her eyes and ears on alert - just in case.
((Listen DC 29, Spot DC 17))
Figment Wednesday July 30th, 2003 2:01:54 PM
Th emage smirks at the drawing for Ingrge but decides not to needle him. He focuses more on the task at hand. "Let's get there while we can.".
Lian Wednesday July 30th, 2003 5:53:13 PM
Lian moves up to Milo in the marching order and follows close behind the Justicar, but leaving enough space so that Olana may follow as well.
He moves quietly along.
To the Portal (DM Greg) Thursday July 31st, 2003 9:38:50 PM
The Talons make their way carefully through the city, towards the older section. It is fully dark, and at least half the street lanterns are unlit, so shadows abound. Few people are on the streets tonight in the upper-class part of the city, which seems strange for a ruler's birthday party celebration. The green banners and decorations are still very much in evidence.
As they travel into the older section, the noise level increases, and more and more revellers can be seen. The tavern doors are open, and partiers wander door to door, looking for the next good time. Occasionally, a small group of revellers approaches the party, but then shy away once they see the grim faces, and the weapons and armour.
The Talons safely make their way to the entrance to the alleyway. Sure enough, there is the tannery on the left side, and the burnt-out shell of the boarding house on the right. The alley itself is about 80' long, and about 10' wide. The alley is totally dark at the far end, and no-one can make out the exact length, or what can be found at the end. There are various large and small piles of trash scattered on either side of the alley, but there is a relatively clear path through the center. Halfway down the alley, on the right hand side, a leg can be seen poking out from behind a particularily large pile of trash.
Figment Thursday July 31st, 2003 10:54:50 PM
The mage begins by casting invisibility on himself followed by fly. He goes to the air and looks around, telling the others what he's about. He moves around to the back side of the alley and sees if he can make out more detail on the "leg".
Lian d20+30=44 d20+14=26 Thursday July 31st, 2003 11:53:55 PM
Hearing Figment, Lian sculks in the shadows.
(Hide 44, Move Silently 26)
Ingrge (Displaced) Friday August 1st, 2003 7:41:40 AM
Looking around at the alleyway and the burnt out buildings, Ingrge sighs and comments. "What a wonderful place for an ambush. Let's be ready shall we?"
That said he activates his staff and suddenly Ingrge doesn't sem to be where he was before. (Displacement)
K'Nara Friday August 1st, 2003 9:28:23 AM
Once traveling and away from the eyes and ears that may have been about at the Tine headquarters, K'Nara spoke to the others:
"Orson expressed the very same thing that I had been thinking: this mission and the back-handedly convenient 'theft' of the items that Endrin wanted us to use was a tad bit TOO coincidental for my taste. I don't trust the way Endrin has risen in the ranks of the Tines, either. Something about that whole situation...is just NOT right." K'Nara shuddered, frowning. "We will go on this mission and try to retrieve the artifact...but I never said we would give the artifact to the Tines. I don't trust Parnoth--not at all--but...he DID pledge publicly to follow in the footsteps of the Gold Dragons...and if Valdor is willing to give Parnoth a chance, then it follows that anyone else of honor should also give Parnoth the chance to redeem himself, too. Olana DID point out that the Big Green hasn't been acting his previously despotic self of late, so there is NO need to give Endrin and his ilk the weapon we are going to try to retrieve."
Upon reaching the suspiciously-dark alley, K'Nara stifled a groan. NOTHING about this mission felt right--not how they got it, and not how it was presently going. The human bladesinger carefully drew Lucia from its sheathe, signalling to the invisible Figment to go take a look at the conspicuous leg, then come back to tell the Talons what was up with THAT!?
Brother Bertram Friday August 1st, 2003 4:34:08 PM
Bertram looks to the alley, wary, wondering what the darkness holds. His axe is raised and readied for any signs of trouble.
Milo Saturday August 2nd, 2003 12:04:19 AM
Milo looks up at K'nara, "Smells like the guild to me... Though I barely got half way up them stairs before their nasty alarm went off. Guess I shoulda known they'd cheat and use magic." The halfling smiles, "They didn't catch me though... I still got the old talents in me." Milo muses on that last statement silently for a while.
Olana d20+17=21 d20+13=17 Saturday August 2nd, 2003 1:02:08 AM
Olana stares down the alley as far as she can, looking for any signs of movement, and any sounds, while they wait to see what Figment comes up with.
((Listen dc 21, Spot dc17))
Lian d20+18=38 d20+7=13 Saturday August 2nd, 2003 5:49:33 AM
The monk remains hidden(not moving from his previous hiding spot) and close enough to hear (Listen 38) the other Talons accessment of this whole mission and see the area around us (Spot 13). He agrees with K'Nara and the others, silently shaking his head.
Thinking to himself, 'This is not a good situation.'
At the mouth of the alley (DM Greg) Sunday August 3rd, 2003 11:33:00 PM
While the rest of the party stays at the mouth of the alley, and ponders their reasons for being on this mission, invisible and flying Figment makes his way down the alley.
Figment, being human, has difficulty seeing all the way down the alley. However, he can safely see his way enough to fly the half-way down required to take a closer look at the leg. As he approaches the leg, he can hear a soft rumbling noise, that turns out to be gentle snoring. The leg turns out to be attached to a scruffy-looking human, clutching a wine bottle, and smelling like a distillery, apparently sleeping off the birthday party festivities. The far end of the alley is still too dark for Figment to make out any definite features. [OOC: I presume Figment would stop at the sleeping figure, which is about 40' down the alley, to take a look.]
Lian d20+25=31 d20+9=26 d20+7=12 d20+18=36 Monday August 4th, 2003 2:59:22 AM
Whispering, Lian tells Milo, "Perhaps I should go down there to see what there is." Then he moves on.
Lian proceeds down the alley, passing the leg with caution. (full speed taking -5 already figured in... Hide 31, Move Silently 26, Spot 12, Listen 36)
Milo Monday August 4th, 2003 12:14:06 PM
Milo opens his mouth to interject at Lian's suggestion, and seeing that the fleet-footed monk has already carried through, the justicar chooses to remain silent. Shaking his head, he looks up to Olana, and whispers, "Doesn't he realize that this may very well be a set up." Milo draws his short sword, prepared to wade in and save the impetuous elf, should his fears be realized.
Brother Bertram Monday August 4th, 2003 1:23:14 PM
Bertram snorts, hearing Milo's words. "Friend Milo, forgive me but I imagine you are merely upset because he beat you to it". Bertram winks at Milo and then grips his axe and keep an eye on his friend, Lian.
Ingrge (displaced) Monday August 4th, 2003 6:00:56 PM
Watching Figment and then Lian head down the alley, Ingrge looks around at the others.
"Well we aren't going to get there by just standing here. Let's spread out a bit and move?"
That said he moves to the left side of the alley and starts slowly walking.
Olana d20+13=29 d20+14=29 Monday August 4th, 2003 8:51:42 PM
Olana nods at Milo. "It could well be. However I must admit, my curiosity has got the better of me, and we are in a hurry."
She sets off down the alley after Ingrge, sliding one of her swords silently out of its sheath, looking for anything weird.
(Move Silently check DC 29, Search check DC 29)
Orson d20+2=19 d20+2=21 d20+4=24 d20+4=9 Tuesday August 5th, 2003 2:21:13 AM
Orson contemplates just bounding forward, full sprint, maybe take the ambushers off gaurd if there actually were any. But glancing briefly at K'Nara, he recalls the few lectures he'd already received for similiar actions, so decides against it. Instead he unsheaths both his blades, moving quickly down the alley, in relative silence and shadow, though not as efficiently as others were accomlishing.
K'Nara d20+5=19 d20+5=15 Tuesday August 5th, 2003 6:45:54 AM
(OOC: first the weather in my area keeps generating thunderstorms so that I can't remain online for too long--and NOW I remember that David had posted he was likely going to be away for a bit! Eeek!)
K'Nara signaled for everyone to carefully advance, using whatever ability they had to do so silently and using whatever cover they could find on the way to the darkened end of the alley. (OOC: got 19 and 15 for her Move Silently and Hide checks respectively.)
Once she, herself, drew near the conspicuous leg, K'Nara would quickly check over whomever the leg belonged to; if she wasn't held up for too long, K'Nara intended to continue towards the end of the alley.
Figment Tuesday August 5th, 2003 11:47:42 PM
Smelling the alcohol the mage proceeds to the end of the alley and has a look.
Lian Friday August 8th, 2003 5:36:08 PM
**Dramatic pause for affect**
DM Kent Saturday August 9th, 2003 8:10:53 AM
K'nara approaches the leg more carefully and manages to disturb a huge number of flies that seem to be feasting on the large pool of quickly congealing blood. On a quick visual inspection, the body seems to belong to a young lad of about 15, peasant type dress (what of the clothes you can actually, as most of it is piled next to the body). It is also obvious that the boy was tortured before his throat was slit. And just by looking, K'nara can also tell who was responsible for the boy's death, as well, as there is a crude heart-filled hand etched into the middle of his chest.
Lian, Orson, Ingrge, Milo, Bertram, and Olanna spread out as much as possible and start making their way down the alley way with their various weapons at the ready. (Milo, Spot DC 12; everyone else, except K'nara, on the ground spot DC 15)
As Figment flies invisibly up ahead, he notices two things immediately: The alley is far too quiet. And that he senses someone watching him. (Figment, Spot DC 12)
Lian d20+7=12 d20+30=40 d20+18=20 d20+14=33 Saturday August 9th, 2003 4:19:21 PM
(Spot of 12)
Noticing nothing other than mass of flies buzzing, Lian stays put watching from his hiding place. (Hide 40, Listen 20, Move Silently 33)
Milo d20+11=13 Monday August 11th, 2003 1:48:00 AM
(OOC: Made Spot check DC 13) Milo approaches cautiously, ever wary of danger as he stalks into the alley to see K'nara's find.
Olana d20+13=21 d20+13=32 Monday August 11th, 2003 11:12:10 AM
Olana moves quickly and quietly down the alley, wrinkling her nose at the flies and the body. She reckoned if whoever did this was lying in wait - they deserved everything they were about to get. She keeps her eyes peeled and moves as quietly as possible.
(Spot DC 21, Move silently DC 32)
Figment (Flying, Invisible) d20=20 Monday August 11th, 2003 11:14:07 AM
Realizing he's being tracked, the mage looks around to spy the observer (20). (Note, Figgy is invisible too.). He gains a little altitude to try and stay out of hand held weapon range.
Ingrge d20+8=27 Monday August 11th, 2003 6:42:28 PM
easing his way along the right side of the alley Ingrge stops and stares at something that he sees.
K'Nara d20=19 d20=17 Monday August 11th, 2003 7:59:58 PM
The human bladesinger's eyes narrowed as she sucked in a hissing breath between her suddenly-clenched teeth. She looked to see whether the lad was of elven blood (OOC: Spot check 19), but whether or not he is...er, was...K'Nara cared not. She looked around through the refuse that littered the alley around the deceased, searching for something--anything--that had once been green or growing, intending to place it in the hand of the murdered boy, an homage to the elven tradition of surrounding the bodies of the dead with bunches of leaves, flowers and fresh-harvested plants. (OOC: Spot check 17.)
Brother Bertram d20=11 Monday August 11th, 2003 9:49:31 PM
Bertram sees the others ahead stiffen and raises his axe, his other hand fingering his holy symbol, a spell on his lips.
Brother Bertram-Addition Monday August 11th, 2003 10:02:59 PM
Bertram murmurs a prayer to Domi. He feels the spell take hold and prepares for whats ahead.
(Magic Vestments)
DM kent d100=1 d100=17 d100=58 d20=1 d20=10 d20=1 d20=1 Monday August 11th, 2003 10:05:22 PM
Kanara's closer inspection of the lad reveals that he was at least part elven, but definitelt less than 1/2. there is however nothing green in the ally outside of some moss growing on a few stones.
Milo, Olanna, Ingrge spot several trip wires strewn across the ally and point them out to the others as they work their way down toward the end.
Figment flies a bit higher and actually manages to give him a better view of the end of the ally.
The alley dead-ends in what looks to be a wall about 50 ft past a right hand curve which is 40 feet from the rest of the talons. Around the curve Figment can see several large barrels and a small overturned cart. The view isn't quite clear enough to see if there is anyone behind them. Figment does however see a young boy duck down behind a crenellation on one of the nearby roofs as he looks around for the "spy".
Bertram and the others get weapons ready and cast the cleric casts a spell as they prepare for what they knowis coming.
Milo Monday August 11th, 2003 11:58:03 PM
Milo sees the trip wires and the body and realizes that this is indeed a trap. Thinking that their attackers may come at them from above rather than at ground level, Milo sheaths his short sword and draws his short bow, ready for action.
Lian d20+13=15 d20+18=27 d20+30=48 d20+14=19 d20+7=19 d20+4=7 Tuesday August 12th, 2003 1:51:39 AM
Noticing nothing to bazarre, Lian takes this opportunity to advance carefully. He pays close attention to where the others stepped. Seeing the trip wires slow him down but not too badly. He glances at the dead boy, wincing.
As he moves, he pays close attention to everything and everyone around him. He rubs his hands together, stretching his palms and fingers for an impending conflict. Lian moves in and out of shadows like a black cat, gracefully and stealthfully.
(Balance 15 to avoid those close together wires that may cause issues :), Listen of 27, Hide of 48, Move Silently 19, Spot 19, Search 7 for nothing particular)
Lian's Dodge is on the boy on the off chance he's undead or worse. AC 24.
K'Nara d100=58 Tuesday August 12th, 2003 7:37:13 AM
The moss being the best she could find, K'Nara pulled out a dagger and cut/scraped some of it away, replacing the dagger and pushing the moss into the dead boy's hand with a brief, elven whisper: "Good journey and may Gargul judge ye worthy."
She looked over to where the sharp-eyed trio of Ingrge, Olana and Milo pointed out the tripwires to the rest of the party. She frowned...the best way to handle this..?
K'Nara stood up, Lucia still in one hand and concentrated hard. Then she smiled--not a NICE smile--and began to cast a spell...the Spider Climb spell... (OOC: Arcane Spell Failure check 58; she can cast the spell properly.)
Olana Tuesday August 12th, 2003 10:31:06 AM
Olana signals the position of the trip wires.
So what was at the end of this alley, she wonders, where someone obviously had time to set up an elaborate trap.
Seeing Milo reach for his bow, she does the same. Continuing to move down the alley, she turns to the rear of the group, just in case someone came sneaking up behind.
Orson d20+2=20 d20+4=18 d20+4=22 Tuesday August 12th, 2003 11:51:20 AM
Orson continues forward along with the rest of the group, avoiding the trip wires that were and glancing around for others that may have gone unnoticed. He moves quickly, attempting to get towards the front of the others, should something occur, his movement enhanced by his boots.
[Move Silently 20 (-5 for normal move taken into account); Listen/Spot 18/22]
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 12th, 2003 8:14:17 PM
Bertram moves along with the others, then pauses and says a silent prayer to Domi. As the words come he feels a rush of power course through him and moves on towards whatever may lie ahead.
(OOC Bulls Strength)
DM kent d20+4=22 d20+4=23 d20+4=9 d20+4=6 d20+4=11 d20+4=12 d20+4=21 d20+4=14 d8=5 d8=5 d8=8 d8=2 d8=6 d8=3 d8=2 d8=5 d8+4=12 d8+4=7 d8+4=7 d6=2 d6=1 d6=2 Tuesday August 12th, 2003 10:25:47 PM
The Talons make their way further down the alley and reach an area that curves suddenly to the right. The end of the alley is a visible wall with various drawingas and paintings covering it. The alley is 18 ft wide and along left side is seen an overturned cart. Opposite the cart but about 15 feet further in are a stack of barrels.
As the Talons come around the corner six cross bow bolts come shooting out at you, in two waves. Many of them miss, but Milo is hit with two bolts (AC 22, 23)for 19 points plus 2 Fort saves DC 18 or lose 3 points of strength from poison
Olanna too is struck by one bolt (AC21) for 7 points plus Fort DC 18 or lose 2 points strength
Several other bolts come close to hitting K'nara, ingrge and Lian.
Lian Tuesday August 12th, 2003 11:11:03 PM
Lian remains(readying) in his hidey-hole until Orson or Milo charge for their targets, then seeing that, he will go with them into combat to flank.
I couldn't remember who my battle-buddy was. ;) I almost charged in without waiting for the casters!
Milo (shield of faith; AC 24, 25 against the nearest shooter) d20+8=24 d20+8=24 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 12:32:55 AM
Milo grunts as the bolts slam into his narrow frame, but the halfling jerks them out of his body and prays fervently to Pantheon for his protection, and takes a 5-foot step back, "Light 'em up guys." Milo waits for the spellcasters to do their work.(OOC: Made both fortitude saves DC 24. Weird! Cast shield of faith. Declaring his dodge against the nearest shooter.)
K'Nara d20+10=19 d20+5=8 d10+4=9 d10+4=6 d6=1 d6=2 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 7:35:58 AM
The tall redhead--who had been planning to climb a wall--instead opts to keep her sword in hand and stay on the ground for now.
"Fire on the cart, Figment...Ingrge!" K'Nara orders, lifting her bastard sword high. "Lucia..!" The blade flares to fiery life at the sound of the command word.
(OOC: I'm rolling for K'Nara's attacks, but she is going to wait until she can tell if Figment or Ingrge are going to toss fireballs (or the like) at the cart as ordered, first--K'Nara isn't going to chance becoming a crispy critter by acting too quickly for the party's own good.)
(Attacks hit AC19 for 6hpd + 1hp fire dam.; AC8 for 6hpd + 2hp fire dam.)
Olana d20+2=19 d20+13=22 d20+5=6 d20+5=14 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 11:02:04 AM
Wincing, the elf looks down at the bolts that hit her - angle of impact etc, and if she can figure out what their trajectory could have been, she points it out to everyone else. (INT check DC19, SPOT check DC 22)
Poisoned, too by the looks of it. (Failed FORT, re-rolled hero point, failed that too sigh) Ugh. Ducking for cover, she tends to her wounds quickly.
"Show yourself," she growls. The poison was starting to make her feel a bit dizzy.
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 13th, 2003 5:39:42 PM
Seeing Olana swaying Bertram moves towards her with a growl. Laying a hand on her wound he murmurs prayers over the injury.
((OOC Casts Neutralize Poison))
Ingrge 8d6(6+4+4+5+4+1+5+4)=33 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 5:46:03 PM
Grinning as K'nara asks for fireballs, Ingrge calls over his shoulder. "Are you sure? I would hate to set this part of the town on fire." That said he quickly casts at ball of fire at the cart leaving the barrels for Figment. (33 points damage, reflex DC 17 for half damage.)
Figment 10d6(5+5+3+4+2+2+5+3+6+5)=40 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 10:01:34 PM
Seeing where Ingrge was targeting his attack Figment sends up his fireworks as well aimed at the barrels. (40 points damage reflex dc 18)
DM Kent d20+4=24 d20+4=24 d20+4=19 d20+4=7 d20+4=7 d20+4=10 d20+4=19 d20+4=22 d20+4=22 d20+4=21 d20+4=14 d20+4=10 d20+4=24 d20+4=14 d8+4=11 d8+4=6 d8+4=11 d8+4=7 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 10:19:39 PM
Ingrge and Figment set off their pyrotechnics, sending pieces of barrels and cart all over the alley. Screams are heard as well as quite a few curses.
Bertram casts his spell and Olanna's dizziness abates.
While Lian, Orson, and Milo ready themselves for their charge, K'nara charges right in after the fireballs go off, nearly getting singed in the process due to the size of the area, but manages to connect solidly one time with an armored opponent (#6) wielding two short swords.
As the flames die down a second more ragged volley of crossbow bolts comes flying at the Talons hitting Ingrge twice for 17 points 2 fort saves DC 18 or loose 3 Strength
The other two bolts hit Orson 11 points Fortitude DC 18 or loose 2 strength points and K'nara crit threat for 7 points and make fort save DC 18 or lose 2 points strength As the bolts strike home the archers drop their bows and drow various weapons.
There are currently six armed men to be seen in the alley. #1,#2,#3,#6,#7,#8 Several seem a bit singed.
Brother Bertram 2d8(7+5)+8=20 Wednesday August 13th, 2003 10:47:18 PM
Bertram curses and leaves Olana and moves towards Ingrge, keeping low to the ground. Arriving he lays a hand quickly upon Ingrge, feeling the healing power surge through him.
(OOC Cure Moderate Wounds 20 HP)
Olana d20+13=20 d20+8=13 d8+1=8 d8+1=5 Thursday August 14th, 2003 12:32:10 AM
"Thank you, Bertram," says the elf gratefully, getting down to business with bow and arrow. Taking aim, she strikes at #1.
(AC 20 & 13 for 8 and 5)
Reloading, and well able to take accurate aim in the midst of melee. (Precise Shot feat)
Milo (shield of faith; AC 24, 25 against number 1) d20+12=20 d6+1=7 d6=2 Thursday August 14th, 2003 12:45:05 AM
Seeing Olana fire at #1, Milo pulls a shocking arrow from his quiver and lets fly at the same man. (OOC: Hit #1 AC 20 for 7 hps regular damage, and 2 hps electricity damage.)
Orson (46/57 HPs, Ac 14(16-charge), Power Attack -7 Hit, +7 Dmg) d20+6=20 d20+5=25 d20+5=20 d8+15=21 d8+15=22 Thursday August 14th, 2003 1:53:03 AM
Orson flinches as the bolt hits, though he resists the effects of the poison for now (Fort Save=20). Orson bounds in after K'Nara, cursing his slow response time.
Charging a foe next to the talon leader, he swings a powerful stroke with his blade, though bearing down the flat of the blade upon one of the men. "Incase you have questions," he says as he takes position beside K'nara, to hinder any attempts of the enemy to overbear either of the combatants.
[Took -4 For Subdual Damage. Attack hits AC 25; Crit AC 20. 21 Subdual Damage, or 43 subdual if Critical.]
Lian (dodging, AC24) d20+16=33 d20+13=27 d10=7 Thursday August 14th, 2003 1:54:15 AM
Realizing that Orson is nowhere close to him, and Milo is busy assisting Olana, the monk charges to his leaders aid, (Tumbling past opponents if need be, 33) into flanking position with K'Nara.
His Dodge is versus K'nara's opponent and Lians target. AC 24.
Lian strikes out at his target like a cat strikes a mouse. Hitting AC 27, for 7 points of damage. (This is a stunning attack, DC 19 fortitude or be stunned for a round.)
K'Nara, Spider Climb d20+12=22 d20+10=30 d20+5=21 d20+10=11 d10+4=9 d10+4=14 d6=2 d6=3 Thursday August 14th, 2003 9:30:19 AM
(OOC: hmmm, coulda sworn I posted that K'Nara was deliberately waiting until AFTER the fireballs went off...but, heck--even the best warriors get a bit pushy [all that adrenaline, y'know]...)
K'Nara hissed when the bolt bit into her and felt the poison coursing through her veins. She gritted her teeth and, instead, whirled her sword in the prescribed bladesong fashion at the armored opponent wielding two short swords. (OOC: made the Fort Save with 22; opponent is #6; combat rolls: first blow hits AC30 for 9hpd + 2hp fire damage--possible Crit Threat hits AC11...which translates to a natural 1, so it missed. [phooey!] Second blow hits AC21 for 14hpd + 3hp fire damage.)
K'nara crit threat for 7 points and make fort save DC 18 or lose 2 points strength
FIgment 5d4(1+3+4+3+1)+5=17 Thursday August 14th, 2003 11:10:49 PM
Taking a bit of time Figment targets #2 and lets loose with a barrage of magic missiles watching with grim fascination as all five plough into the swordsman.
Ingrge (AC 23) d20+8=27 d20+8=26 d20+14=27 d6+7=13 Thursday August 14th, 2003 11:16:46 PM
Grimacing in pain from the two bolts Ingrge fights off the effects of the poison and then turns to face Betram as he casts his spell Thank you friend, I think they just made me mad. Stepping into the melee, staff inhand Ingrge faces and attacks #3 Hitting AC 27 for 13 points and dropping his opponent to the ground.
DM kent Thursday August 14th, 2003 11:28:51 PM
Bertram moves and casts his spell on Ingrge feeling the healing powers well up from within.
Olanna and Milo fire on #1 and as Olanna's first arrow as well as Milo's find a home in the now recumbent armsman.
Orson pummels his opponent in to submission as well with the flat of his blade.
Lian's attack drops a wobbly legged charred swordsman.
K'nara dances into the fray against the dual bladed leader and slices solidly into him.
(OOC, my post had K'nara waiting until the the fireballs went off but there was a lot of cumbustibles in the area and the ally barely contained the blasts due to narrowness)
Figment's spell hits his chosen target but he still remains standing.
Ingrge fells his oponent and turns to see "Who's Next?
.....
DM kent d20+4=8 d20+4=6 d20+4=23 d20+4=24 d20+2=22 d20+2=8 d20+2=15 d6+4=8 d6+4=9 d6+2=3 d20+4=24 d20+4=13 d20+4=11 d8+4=11 d20+6=24 d20+6=22 d6+4=10 d6+4=9 3d6(1+5+1)=7 3d6(3+1+6)=10 Thursday August 14th, 2003 11:43:27 PM
#2 charges Olanna, sword raised and ready to skewer her but misses very badly.
#6 on K'nara responds to getting hit by himself turning into a whirling dervish chopping at her four times twice with each blade. Crit threat AC23 crit hit AC24 for 17 points and a hit on his second slice as well Natural 20 for 3 mor points, His last two attacks however are quite wide of the mark.
#7 turns to face Ingrge lashing out twice hitting once crit threat AC 24 for 11 points.
#8 tunrs to limp off as he looks like he is just barely sytanding after the fireballs.
When suddenly from the roof tops drop two more opponents for Lian (#9) and Orson (#10). Both getting struck by sneak attacks AC24 and AC22, Lian 17 points Orson 19 points
(ooc ACs are 17 for all but K'nara's opponent which is 19)
Olana 54/61 d20+13=33 d20+13=21 d10=2 d10=7 Friday August 15th, 2003 12:38:18 AM
Olana dives out of the way of #2's charge, pulling her longsword and stabbing at him. (Crit, possible crit on AC21, either 2 or 7 damage)
She then quickly drops her bow and pulls her shortsword.
Lian (new dodge opponent) d20+9=20 d20+9=25 d20+6=21 d10=10 d10=4 d10=8 Friday August 15th, 2003 1:58:12 AM
Lian turns just to see the glint of steel removed from his own side. Grimacing, Lian takes a 5' adjust(if needed) to a flanking position and pummels the bajeezers out of his new target.(AC24 versus mr. pointy)
(Flurry of blows, first attack is another stunning attack, hitting AC 20, 25 and 21, for 10, 4 and 8 points respectively. If flanking, adjust y to hit accordingly. ;) Remember, the one that hit ac20 is the stunning attack DC 19 fort save.)
Looking at his own fists, Lian smirks slightly as if to say, 'Holy Hanna!'
Orson (27/57 HPs, Ac 16) d20+10=29 d20+11=27 d20+5=12 d8+8=16 d8+7=12 d6=6 d8+8=14 Friday August 15th, 2003 2:00:08 AM
Orson grunts as the mans blade connects, though could already tell the man where his mistakes lay; seeing as Orson was still standing.
Despite the man attacking him, Orson concentrates on the dual wielding bladesman attacking his leader. "Not nice to attack a lady, have you no manners!" he comments as he lashes his own blades against those of his enemies, attempting to remove the threat of his weapons by shattering them. (Need opposed attack rolls from him for sunder checks, Orson's rolls and damage against the weapons [if successful] are below.)
"Nor is it good to attack me!" he growls, turning his attention back to the man upon him, taking a swipe at his weapon as well.
Opposed Sunder Checks vs. #6: 29 vs. 1st shortsword for 16 Dmg 27 vs. 2nd shortsword for 18 Dmg (12+6 Elect.)
Opposed Sunder Check vs. #10: 12 vs. his weapon for 14 Dmg
Brother Bertram 4d8(1+6+8+7)+8=30 Friday August 15th, 2003 3:42:51 AM
Bertram starts to reply to Ingrge when he happens to see Orson and the blood flowing down his clothes, the stains spreading rapidly. Dodging any assailants as he goes Bertram reaches Orson and without preample, darts a hand out and makes contact with the stout warrior. Domi's power pours through him yet again and he sees the blood from Orson's wounds slowing.
((OOC Cure Critical 30hp Healed))
Milo (shield of faith; AC 24, 25 against #2) d20+13=25 4d6(3+4+5+5)+2=19 d6=4 Friday August 15th, 2003 10:31:30 AM
Seeing that the threat is upon them, Milo draws his short sword as he steps into flanking position on #2. The short sword practically hums its delight to be of service as Milo stabs for the sweet spot. (OOC: Hit AC 25 for 19 hps regular damage and 4 hps subdual damage)
DM Kent d20+5=20 d20+7=18 d20+5=23 d4+1=3 4d4(3+3+4+4)+4=18 d20+14=19 d6+7=12 Saturday August 16th, 2003 2:25:36 PM
Olanna and Milo drop #2 to the ground in a puddle of red ooze.
Lian attacks his opponent and is happy with the results but his opponent remains standing and ready to return the favor.
Orson lashes out with his two swords (I am asigning which is in which hand since you didn't mention it) and the first attack craches against the man's sword and actually rattles Orson's arm more than anything else. Orson's second strike on the second sword tolls a belling sound followed quickly by the sound of metal splintering as the short sword falls to pieces. Orson's third attack does nothing to his opponents sword.
Bertram rushes into the fray to get to Orson and opens himself up to several attacks of opportunity but manages to connect with his spell and orson feels a whole lot better.
Figment sends another round of Magic missiles into the melee sneding one after the fleeing rogue and the other 4 into opponent #7.
Ingrge activates his boots of speed and then make a staff attack on #7 as the missiles rip in to him as well. (AC 19 for 12 points)
DM Kent d20+7=18 d20+4=14 d20+7=18 d6+7=10 d6+4=9 3d6(5+5+5)=15 d20+4=20 d6+4=7 d20+4=9 d20+4=11 d20+7=20 d20+7=19 d20+5=14 d20+4=9 d20+4=17 d6+7=9 d6+7=11 d6+4=9 3d6(3+6+3)=12 Saturday August 16th, 2003 2:43:08 PM
As he tries to sunder his weapons Orson opens himself up to several attacks getting hit twice by (#6 & 10) as they both focus now on Orson as the primary danger. Hitting ACs 20, 19, 14, 7, & 17 for 9, 11 & 21 points of damage
Bertram opens himself up to an attack of opportunity as he dives into the fighting AC 20 for 7 points
Lian's opponent (#9) attacks furiously wielding his longsowrd quickly getting in two strikes. but missing with both of them.
#8 drops as Figments missile hits him.
#7 drops after being struck by figment's missiles and Ingrge's staff.
#6 #9 and #10 remain
Brother Bertram d20+11=30 d20+11=23 d10+6=7 2d6(4+3)+6=13 Saturday August 16th, 2003 11:16:12 PM
Bertram grunts in pain and anger. Without thinking he turns and swings his axe quickly, feeling the blade dig deep into the thigh of the attacker. He brings the blade up and waves the unknown assailant forward, calling him withing range of his powerful axe yet again.
((OOC 7 Damage with the axe-if chaotic then the damage is 14)
K'Nara, Spider Climb, 20/93hp d20+10=29 d20+5=12 d20+10=15 d10+4=11 d10+4=10 d6=6 d6=5 Sunday August 17th, 2003 4:10:49 PM This guy is good--but, fortunately, Orson's better..! K'Nara thought to herself as she took a moment to recover from the sudden, savage hits she'd sustained before spinning Lucia back into a ferocious counter-attack on Foe #6. (OOC: first blow hits AC29 [possible Crit Hit misses! grr!] for 11hpd + 6hp fire damage; second blow hits AC11 [also missing! wah!] for 10hpd + 5hp fire damage.)
Lian (dodge ac 24) d20+9=19 d20+9=14 d20+7=14 d10=10 d10=4 d10=9 Monday August 18th, 2003 12:19:07 AM
Lian returns in kind. Stepping 5' into flank position if available on #9.
(flurry of blows) Hitting AC 19, 14 and 14, for 10, 4 and 9 respectively/ if flanking please adjust.
Orson (16/57 HP, 21 AC; Expertise +5 AC, -5 Hit) d20+6=20 d20+5=22 d20+5=20 d20+5=19 d20+1=4 d8+8=14 d20+6=25 d20+6=21 d8+9=13 d6=1 d8+9=14 d8+9=12 d10=3 Monday August 18th, 2003 1:30:02 AM
Piviting on his left foot, Orson ducks low and spins with his right leg out, attempting to sweep the leader off his feet with it and the weight of his sword (Trip Touch Attack, AC 20. Opposed strength Check 22 vs. #6. If opponent wins and attempts a counter trip, Opposed strength check 20).
In the same spin, he lashes his keen blade against the other attackers weapon (#10), putting a little more concentration in the attack than he had moments before (Opposed Sunder Check: 19, 14 Damage if successful; with a +1 weapon). He follows through with a slash from his shocking blade, though doesn't connect (Hit AC 4).
He rises slowly, blades out, ready to parry any incoming attacks, should his opponents still be armed, and on thier feet. "You guys can't take a hint can ya! Your making it real hard to want to leave you alive," Orson growls in between heavy breathes, doing his best to ignore the pain from his heavy wounds.
OOC: Planning ahead, Should #6 try and stand in combat, that draws AoO's. So should he stand, AoO with Shocking longsword, for subdual, hits AC 25 (Crit AC 21) for 13 subdual and 1 elect (Or 25 Subdual and 4 electrical, if Crit.)
Milo (shield of faith; AC 24) d20+13=15 d20+13=33 d20+13=18 4d6(2+2+6+6)+2=18 d6=2 d6+2=8 Monday August 18th, 2003 10:20:47 AM
Milo moves quickly to flank Orson's opponent (#10) and allows his short sword of speed do his talking for him. (OOC: Hit AC 15 and 33 which is a crit threat. Though I'm not sure if 18 confirms. I doubt 15 hits at all. The regular damage on the AC 33 hit is 18 hps normal damage and 2 hps subdual. If it is a crit, then add another 8 hps of damage to that.)
Olana d20+13=15 d20+6=8 d10=8 Monday August 18th, 2003 11:22:30 AM
Olana breathes a quick sigh of relief as their attacker falls. Seeing Milo rush to help Orson and Bert, and K'Nara do the same, she moves in another direction to help out Lian - who seemed to be doing a rather good job pummeling another of the attackers with his fists.
She attempts to poke 'weasel' #9 with some sharp steel, not altogether sure if she connects or not. (Hits AC 15 for 8)
DM kent d20+6=23 d20+3=9 d20+7=11 d20+7=8 Monday August 18th, 2003 9:50:46 PM
Bertram hits #10 with his axe and grins his opponent forward.
Lian hits his opponent solidly and drops him to the ground.
#6 avoids Orson's trip and Orsons follow up shot at his other opponent's (#10) sword sends it scattering around the area in small shards of metal.
Milo comes up on #10's flank and cuts deeply in to his side sending him sprawling ton the ground.
Ingrge reaches out with his staff trying to hit #6 and misses as he tries to weave his way through his friends and hit the opponent.
....
Trying to avoid trips and the multitude weapons jabbing in at him #6 misses with his first two attacks so badly that he can't even get his third one off.
(Only remaining bad Guy is #6 the apparent leader.)
Figment (Improved Invis, Fly) d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 Monday August 18th, 2003 10:00:27 PM
The mage waits to see which opponents are still standing after the barrage of attacks from the Talons. He focuses his next volley of missles on the one looking most injured in an attempt to drop yet another opponent (21 DMG). He then flies to the area from which the assailants dropped to see if there are more waiting in the wings - if he does he prepares to cast again.
Lian d20+12=16 d10=5 Monday August 18th, 2003 10:07:05 PM
Lian moves to #6. Just as magic bolts hit the man in the chest, Lian follows up with an attack.
Hitting AC 16, 18 flanking. Dealing 5 subdual damage.
"Surrender sir."
Brother Bertram Monday August 18th, 2003 10:14:37 PM
Bertram advances immediately upon the remaining attacker. Motioning with axe at the other bodies lying around them, Bertram asks simply, "Will you yield?" Bertram remains in a defensive stance waiting for an answer of any sorts from the last assailant.
Orson (16/57 HP, 16 AC; Flanking #6 with Milo) d20+9=14 d20+8=26 d20+8=24 d20+5=8 2d8(6+6)+16=28 Tuesday August 19th, 2003 1:28:46 AM
Orson doesn't give the man a chance to respond or react to his allies requests, still feeling the pain from the wounds he had just received, and getting a chance to see the wounds he had dealt to K'Nara previously.
He lashes out with both blades, a full assault, though swings the the flats of the swords, attempting to take this man alive as well. He connects with only one swing though, but strikes that man with a heavy blow.
"You okay?" he questions K'Nara between clenched teeth, ignoring his own pain. Then glancing towards the others who sustained injuries, "Everyone okay?". His arrogance showing a little, Orson was already considering the battle over. But the warrior within him doesn't drop his guard, and he keeps at the ready should the man not surrender, whether by choice, or unconsiously.
Attacks: Main Hand Attack #1: AC 14, miss. Off Hand Attack #1: AC 26 (Crit AC 24), for 28 Subdual Damage. Main Hand Attack #2: Ac 8, Miss
Olana d20+14=16 Tuesday August 19th, 2003 2:47:46 PM
Seeing the others cornering the only enemy left, Olana begins a thorough check of the fallen attackers.
Items had been stolen after all, and if these were the actual thieves...
(Search DC 14 - gee whizzers)
Lian Tuesday August 19th, 2003 3:19:12 PM
Lian steps to K'nara.
"K'Nara, these thugs are just that, thugs. These thieves were a bit too easy if you ask me."
K'Nara, 20/93hp, Spider Climb Tuesday August 19th, 2003 6:29:31 PM
The tall redhead with the flaming sword stood face-to-face with the last of the Talons' foes.
"You're alone and outnumbered." she said, her own sword at the ready for a strike should the circumstances warrant it. "I offer you the chance to leave here alive...IF you surrender unconditionally."
DM Kent Tuesday August 19th, 2003 9:12:50 PM
Figment's magic missile barrage slams into the remaining foe (#6) as both Lian and Orson also pummel him, knocking him to the ground. As he lies there bleeding K'nara steps into his field of vision bearing the sword that just recently seared though his side. As she speaks he drops his still upright sword into the dirt.
With a sigh you all hear him mumble. "Well, we certainly weren't paid enough for this."
Olanna starts he search of bodies and separates several thing into a pile for perusal. there are two fairly nice swords one short, one long, a shield, a cross bow with 10 green tipped bolts. and several pouches with small vials in them. There is also one small chest located near where the cart was. The leader's armor and remaining sword also look quite nice. He is also wearing a small pouch.
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 19th, 2003 9:28:23 PM
Bertram grimaces seeing the leader fall, but then moves on amongst the Talons checking wounds.
((OOC Folks lets make this easy this time-In your posts please let me know your total hp's, your damage, and if your poisoned. I will get us healed up before we move on))
Lian Tuesday August 19th, 2003 10:27:31 PM
Lian leans against the wall, nursing a good sized wound. "Those bolts look nasty. Glad I was not struck with one." "Who were you hired by?" He asks the remaining rogue.
(I'm down 17 of 44, and not poisoned, I have the ability to heal myself if need be.)
Milo (shield of faith) Wednesday August 20th, 2003 1:31:33 AM
Milo stands silently watching as his friends move about the end of the battle. He wonders what these poor hapless thugs thought they got themselves into, when they signed on for this attempted assassination.
Figment (Fly, Improved Invis.) Wednesday August 20th, 2003 2:06:24 AM
Finishing his perusal of the rooftops, he quietly flies to the end of the ally to see what might be there.
K'Nara, 20/93hp, Spider Climb Wednesday August 20th, 2003 4:08:55 PM
"Strip him down to his loincloth--I don't want any nasty surprises." K'Nara said tersely as she kicked the leader's short sword away from his reach.
"Lucia!" she ordered her sword to flame off, then went down on one knee to eye the man on the ground. "Who are you, who hired you, and what were you hired to do..?"
As the man answers, the human bladesinger waved to catch Brother Bertram's eye and then nodded pointedly towards Orson, since she remembered that the last time the good cleric of Domi was trying to heal up everyone, the warrior had remained silent while almost bleeding to death. (OOC: Orson has only 16 out of 57hp left--neither K'Nara nor myself are taking a chance on Orson's not being able to post his stats this time around! ;D)
Orson (16/57 HP; and got another save for poison due shortly) Wednesday August 20th, 2003 4:52:13 PM
(OOC: Hey! I was the ONLY one posting my stats Last time :P Also, Where did K'Nara take so much damage from? I only found 27 points posted, did I miss something?)
"Tell me about it," he responds to Lian's comment about the bolts; bracing himself as he prepares to rip the bolt still lodged in his shoulder out. Gritting his teeth and groaning, he yanks the bolt out, grinding his teeth as his spins the thing around a moment, then snaps it in half.
He applies pressure til Bertram comes around for Orson's turn, in no way trying to hide his injury this time around. He wanders around the alley a bit, walking off the pain, as he waits.
"Mister Orson..." a light female voice calls from behind his, rightly startling the warrior, stumbling forward and spinning around. A frail girlish frame stands behind him, looking a bit suprised at his reaction. "Uh, I have your delivery...from the catacombs..." she says lightly.
"Oh, right..." Orson says, smiling at the girl, "caught me at a bad time, sorry." He removes a few pieces of equipment (boots, gauntlets) and unslings his swords, handing it all over to the girl. She in return, hands him a small sack of goods. "Thanks, sorry about the condition of those...may need to be cleaned," he says, nodding towards his several wounds.
She gives a small curtsey, and goes on her way (or to other members for delivery, know there was a few others who where in the Catacombs about the same time).
Ignoring any looks he gets from the other talons, he takes a moment to put on his new gloves, boots and cloak, and store his other treasures into his bag. After a moment, he returns his attention to the task at hand, listening to K'Nara's interrogation, and the mans responses.
OOC: Not sure how catacombs transactions are supposed to work for receiving, you said they would be ready after this battle. Just getting it 'posted' so you know Im using the new stuff now. Figured it serves the purpose. Feel free to edit and delete it, if im getting ahead of myself. :)
Olana 54/61 Poison Neutralized d20+14=24 d20+13=15 d20+11=25 Wednesday August 20th, 2003 4:54:22 PM
Glancing toward the others, making sure things looks safe, the elf has a good look at the small chest in attempt to determine if it's locked or trapped. She is assuming that what has been stolen, could well be inside. (DC 24 search). Humming quietly to herself and pulling out her thieves picks, she then attempts to unlock (DC 15 open lock), and disable any trap she spots. (DC 25 Disable device)
Ingrge Wednesday August 20th, 2003 9:02:53 PM
Seeing Figment head lower and to the rear wall of the alley, Ingrge catches K'nara's attention and let's her know he is going to aid/back up Figment in case of whatever.
DM kent Wednesday August 20th, 2003 9:18:12 PM
Bertram starts inspecting the party wounded as Orson recieves his delivery.
Lian and K'nara are giving the near dead and rapidly declining mercenary a hard time. He looks first at one then the other and with a grimace of what must be excrutiating pain manages to get out a few answers. I'm Faelon, I was hired to keep anyone who followed the party that paid us from gettign to the end of the allay until they were gone and for the rest of today. Don't know who they were, exactly, but they were definitely not nice people. Most of them had one version or another of a symbol, somewhere on their clothes or equipment. It was a blood red heart with a hand inside of it. As he finishes speaking he gasps and passes out. breathing very very shallowly.
Olanna looks at the chest and realizes that it is not locked, or trapped. It looks like a standard well-used cashbox, and when opened she finds that it is indeed that. It appears to have around 1000 gold pieces of value in mostly silver coins.
Figment nd Ingrge take a look at the end of the alley and find nothing but trash. The alley ends in a stone wall with an ornately drawn multi-scene mural upon it.
One scene is a lake scene, with several one man boats being poled across it, only all the men seem to be skeletons and there apear to be strange beasts below the water as well.
A second scene is of the front a typical peasant farm house with a door and window facing you.
The third scene is of what apears to be a flying city, that is under siege from the ground and air.
(Figment and Ingrge roll spot/search checks DC 15)
Lian (27 of 44) d20+5=22 Wednesday August 20th, 2003 10:32:03 PM
Lian stands, waiting for everyone else to be healed before he recieves a spell from Bertram.
The monk no longer troubles himself with Faelon, he isn't wholly convinced of the mans story (sense motive 22). "Leave him here."
The monk cringes as Olana opens the chest, expecting an explosion or more poison. Seeing its contents, he states the obvious. "That has to belong to someone besides these rapscallion. I wonder if it is their pay or the income of a poor innkeeper?"
"Where to K'Nara? Red Heart surrounding a hand sounds familiar?"
Brother Bertram 4d8(3+6+2+8)+8=27 2d8(1+7)+8=16 8d8(8+7+4+5+4+3+6+7)+16=60 d8+8=15 d8+5=7 2d8(3+1)+8=12 d8+5=6 Wednesday August 20th, 2003 10:34:01 PM
Bertram tsks to himself as he moves from warrior evaluating wounds some minor, and in some cases, very severe. Judging Orson to be the most in need Bertram lays his hands on the worst of his injuries, murmuring words of power, watching the wound close, the bleeding coming to a stop. To his satisfaction he can also see the redness receeding from the wound, a tell-tale sign the poison has abated. He then moves to the various other Talons and prays over them as well. Only when this was accomplished did he pray over his own wounds, healing them as well.
(Orson-Neutralize Poison and Cure Crit, cure moderate-43 hp restored)
(Kent I traded Cure Crit spells for spell Immunx2 and divine power. I traded cure moderates for (spiritual weapon, aid, shield, augury. Cure Lights for Sanctuary, and bless. Folks DO NOT get hurt! Im out!)
Figment d20=15 Wednesday August 20th, 2003 11:25:39 PM
Seei ng no otheradversaries the mage releases his Improved Invis. He scans the area very carefully with a well-trained eye (Spot DC 15 unmodified). "Interesting mrals...". He looks at them to see if they move.
Lian(full) Wednesday August 20th, 2003 11:54:29 PM
As Lian stands there, he uses his Wholeness of Body to heal the remaining 5 damage(uses 5 wholeness of body to heal himself).
Milo (shield of faith) Thursday August 21st, 2003 1:12:10 AM
Milo moves to where the fallen warrior lay, breathing shallowly, and looking down upon the man, "Pantheon's justice shall be yours." Turning from the body, Milo moves quickly to the back of the alley, to see where their quarry may have gone.
K'Nara, 89/93hp, Spider Climb d20=15 Thursday August 21st, 2003 7:47:16 AM
(OOC: aaack! I posted my hit points the wrong way! I was posting how much damage K'Nara took/how many hit points she is supposed to have instead of the way everyone else was [hit points remaining/hit points they're supposed to have.] Bertram would NOT have blown all those spells on K'Nara, since she only had a total of 20hpd on her (7 from the bolt and 13 from the sword attacks.) Sorry--should've paid closer attention. I'd say that Brother Bertram still has two Cure Critical Wounds spells left, since the Cure Moderate would've been plenty for K'Nara. This will be up to the DM to decide for sure, though.)
Once the man described the symbols, K'Nara's face got very grim. Without a word, she cut up some of the unconscious thug's clothing and bandaged him with it. (OOC: made a Healing check of 15.)
"There...he shouldn't die...not from his wounds, at any rate." she said, rising and sheathing Lucia, who had been surprisingly non-verbal during the battle. "We can leave him his clothes, as well."
In answer to Lian's question, the tall redhead replied:
"That, my friend, is the symbol of the so-called 'Hands of Love'...who do everything in their power to prove they're an oxymoron." K'Nara said, spitting on the ground. "The body that we all passed to get here is that of a lad that was unfortunate enough to have elven blood in him--those flaky freaks seem to believe that elves are NOT deserving of love, and so go out of their way to rid The Wold of the race...as well as any half-breeds that exist." The tall bladesinger whirled around and headed for the mural Ingrge and Figment were contemplating.
"I want these bozos...I want them bad..." she muttered, then turned her own attention to the spellcasters examining the mural. "So, gentlemen--what say you? Are any of these three scenes here the portal to Fae Skiemir? If so, which one...?"
Lian Thursday August 21st, 2003 3:13:43 PM
The monk simply shakes his head in disgust. "Ridding the Wold of elves. That will be the day." He thinks a moment, "Wait a minute. The Talons is mostly comprised of elves." The monk burst out laughing. "They must love us!" "I am in K'Nara. The cottage door makes the most sense being the portal. Of course it is also the simplist scene therefore, most likely, where the most danger would be. Call it a hunch."
Olana d20+13=31 Thursday August 21st, 2003 9:08:50 PM
Olana attempts to stash everything, although she reckons she doesn't have room for the crossbow and the shield.
She nods at Lian. "You know maybe we should hand some of this over to someone - someone who'll give it back to the people," she says.
At the wall, she stares at it, wondering if something will become evident. Pictures were like that sometimes. Things you didn't notice suddenly came to the fore. (Spot DC 31)
DM kent d100=50 Thursday August 21st, 2003 9:35:34 PM
Figment and Ingrge look around the wall as does Olanna when she arrives and the others comment on the possiblities of the murals use and meanings.
Also seen around the end of the alley are five or six various piles of trash and rubbish that range from the just plain dirty to the down right rank and nasty.
As Figment looks over the mural, he notices several things right off. First, that the artist was quite good, and while the figures in the mural seem very life like, none of them move. Second, the entire wall radiates a strange and unrecognizable residual magic. Third, while there is a lion's head door knocker painted on the door, the artist apparently did not paint any sort of door handle. Lastly, both Figment and Olanna see where a physical door handle actually might have been attached to the painted door at sometime.
Lian d20+13=27 d20+4=9 d20+13=31 d20+8=10 d20+18=23 Thursday August 21st, 2003 11:43:03 PM
The monk stares intensely at the murals and thinks about the possibilty of illusions. Waiting and watching, and listening. The monks curiousity gets the better of him. He walks up to it and touches the cottage door mural, touches(or grabs) the painted on lion head knocker.
(Spot 27, Search 9, Will save to disbelieve 31, knowledge arcana 10, Listen 23)
Figment Friday August 22nd, 2003 12:12:11 AM
The mage shrugs and reaches for the handle - just to see...
Milo (shield of faith) Friday August 22nd, 2003 12:53:05 AM
Milo studies the mural, hoping to make some sense of it. He tries to get a sense of who the people are in the picture, as well as where they may have gone.
K'Nara, Spider Climb Friday August 22nd, 2003 10:24:02 AM
K'Nara took the crossbow and shield from Olana and put them away within her stuff.
"Now...I'd say since the whole thing is one mass of magic..." the leader of the Talons pointed out, "...that perhaps it is just one big portal instead of three separate ones. However, we don't have time to ponder the point too much--how about we just all walk into it? We can hold hands to try to make sure we end up in the same place..."
Orson Friday August 22nd, 2003 11:22:50 AM
"That should be of fair magic quality," Orson comments on the shortsword as Olanna packs it away. "A normal weapon would have snapped like a toothpick." (OOC: Has to be at least +2, since it couldn't sunder by a +1 weapon)
Orson glances over the Mural, but has absolutely no input on what it is, or how to work it. He simply follows along with whatever plan is deemed best.
Brother Bertram d20+5=25 Saturday August 23rd, 2003 7:41:21 AM
Bertram carefully moves about the alley looking for any tracks, or moved debris, anything, indicating where their quarry might have gone.
(OOC spot check)
Olana d20+14=24 Saturday August 23rd, 2003 8:54:48 PM
Watching Figment for a moment, Olana looks puzzled and then says -
"I think the handle dropped off - look, there was a place for it."
She starts to look around, just in case it was THAT simple, and wrinkles her nose. "Knowing our luck it got kicked around in the trash, or - maybe the HOL took it with them...."
While rummaging, she says to Orsen. "I think you might be right about the weaponry, perhaps when we get a chance - we can all look it over and distribute it."
((Search DC24))
DM kent Monday August 25th, 2003 4:50:40 PM
Figment reaches forward for the area where the missing door pull was and meets rough wall where something ocviously was broken off.
K'nara suggests that everyone hold hands and walk into the wall together.
Milo takes a closer look at the musral but finds theat the features on the figures are far to generic to be able to tell apart.
Bert looks around for tracks and or moved debris trying to tell where there quarry has disappeared too and gets no clue as you all have walked all over the area. As for the debris, it is near impossible to tll if something hs been moved recently.
Orson ponders the weaponry thay have recently acquired.
Lian reaches toward the painted door knocker and touches it, and it feels like part of a painted wall, for about 3 seconds and then suddenly the knocker takes three dimensional shape under his hand. Though as hard as he might try, it does not move.
Ingrge peruses the situation for a bit and then muses aloud. I wonder if a knock spell would do the trick.
Olanna looks around at the nasty refuse and then starts looking through it. after several minutes her efforts pay off, as she finds two pieces of what appears to have been an ornamental lion door pull, and a small artistic box about 10in x 6in x 4 in.
Lian (dodge against the door) Monday August 25th, 2003 10:39:24 PM
Not letting go of the knocker at fear it my dissappear entirely, Lian speaks.
"Friend Talons, seems that er, um... I may have found a door or the like. Milo? Olana? Someone?!" The monk holds onto the knocker. "Open please?" He asks the mural.
Olana d20+14=34 Tuesday August 26th, 2003 12:13:45 AM
Hearing Lian, Olana adds -
"I've found something here, too." She brings the pieces out. "There's a door pull, and a box."
She hands the door pull to K'Nara and examines the box, letting the others see it, too.
(Search Check DC 34 - oooooh nat 20)
Milo d20+10=23 Tuesday August 26th, 2003 12:51:15 AM
Milo moves over to where Olana is examining the box, and looks it over himself. (OOC: Assisting Olana with her search. Made a check DC 23, which adds +2 to her check, making it DC 36.)
K'Nara d20=10 Tuesday August 26th, 2003 6:44:59 AM
"Hmmm..." the woman warrior eyed the broken pull in her hand and then the painting, "...what do you think, Figment...Ingrge..? This match that knocker? If we could mend this door pull and put it back where it seems to belong, perhaps the portal would then work correctly..?"
(OOC: Voluntary Intelligence check to see if K'Nara's "inspired" by anything else, but I doubt that 10 is high enough for that.)
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 26th, 2003 8:01:20 PM
Seeing that the other's seem to have the riddle of the doorway well in hand, Bertram kneels amongst the refuse, his head bowed, his hand upon the symbol of his calling, and gives thanks for the healing that Domi has granted the party.
Lian (dodge still on door) d20+13=33 Tuesday August 26th, 2003 10:02:56 PM
Still holding onto the door. "Friends, the door might be right here." Lian tries to use the knocker.
(Will save to disbelieve, DC 33)
DM kent Tuesday August 26th, 2003 11:44:19 PM
Lian tries to move the knocker but it will not budge even with his strongest attempt.
Olanna and Milo are sure that the box is simply an artists work box, probably paints and brushes. It isn't locked or trapped.
K'nara offers her thoughts, question to Figment and Ingrge who respond that were the door pull unbroken then it likely would work, but tht when it was broken in twain, the magic in it dissipated.
Bert prays and feels a bit light headed all of a sudden.
Orson continues to look at the spoils they acquired.
Olana Wednesday August 27th, 2003 12:10:56 AM
Olana shrugs at Milo, looking puzzled. "Maybe we're supposed to paint a door handle on," she says, half joking, half serious.
"Can anyone paint, or draw?"
K'Nara d20=5 Wednesday August 27th, 2003 7:03:58 AM
Once more, K'Nara did her best to think, but nothing came to mind. (OOC: dang--the Intelligence check is only 5!)
"Maybe a Knock spell would work..?" she said hesitatingly--if only there were enemies to battle instead trying to figure out how to make a blasted magic portal activate!
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 27th, 2003 9:29:19 PM
Bertram rises slowly, his head spinning. He looks about somewhat dizzily as he waits for his balance to return. Bracing himself against the wall he tries to focus on what the others are saying
Ingrge d20+15=16 Wednesday August 27th, 2003 9:52:07 PM
Sudying the mural and the door in particular, more closely, Ingrge shakes his head and simply states. Sorry K'nara I was wrong a knock spell won't work here. It is not near powerful enough. Listening to Olanna for a second he seems to be about to say something and then remains silent (Knowledge Arcana nat. 1)
Figment d20+17=32 d20+17=20 Wednesday August 27th, 2003 9:56:46 PM
Having been continuously studying the mural since finding it, Figment pulls himself away for a moment to look at the pieces of the door pull. (knowledge arcana dc 32) At hearing Olanna's comment, he looks up and beams at her. "Olanna, You are absolutely correct! We need to paint the handle on. These handle pieces are nothing but paint. I believe I can do the job well enough to suffice."
DM Kent d100=97 d100=95 Wednesday August 27th, 2003 10:00:49 PM
Figment opens the artist's box and indeed does find pants and a few brushes and a coal stick as well. Taking a little time to study the handle and the knocker more closely, he first draws the handle in place and then follows up with the appropriate paints. After just a few stokes, it is obvious there is magic at work as the handle nearly paints itself and moments after completion the paint is absolutely dry.
As the door pull is finished Lian feels the knocker loosen as if to allow normal knocker use.
Lian (dodge vs door) Wednesday August 27th, 2003 11:48:17 PM
The monk looks at the Talons, then uses the knocker. He raps three times. "Now would you open?"
K'Nara Thursday August 28th, 2003 8:02:11 AM
The tall bladesinger eyed the cleric of Domi with concern.
"Brother Bertram...are you all right?"
Brother Bertram Thursday August 28th, 2003 8:51:42 AM
Bertram hears the warrior as if from far away. "I'm..I'm not sure, Just dizzy, I think."
Lian (dodge vs door) addendum Thursday August 28th, 2003 5:05:01 PM
"Perhaps the poison effects Brother Bertram still?" He says glancing at his dwarven friend, but still concerned with the door handle., he maintains his grip.
Orson Thursday August 28th, 2003 6:13:03 PM
Orson remained quite, not having anything to add to the investigation of the mural. Hearing others mention something about Bertram, Orson turns his attention to the dwarf, ready to give whatever aid he could to the priest.
DM Kent d100=100 Thursday August 28th, 2003 10:35:02 PM
Figment finishes painting the handle and then as Lian uses the knocker Figment tries the door pull. Almost instantly following a loud click, you are all bull rushed by a shimmering silvery curtain of energy that rushes towards you at an unbelievable pace. Before you can act you are over run by the energy fields. Your bodies tingle with the amount of energy in the field, but seem to take no harm from it. In fact it feels quite invigorating.
In just a few moments the circle has collapsed in upon itself and the you find yourselves sucked into a spinning vortex. Not able to tell if they are up side down, or right side up, the energy vortex changes colors rapidly, moving through the entire color spectrum. Just as suddenly it ends and the you find yourselves in a huge awe-inspiring, beautiful ruined city.
You seem to be healed of all wounds and have your full compliment of spells.
As you look around you see towering buildings with many arches and spires, most of which are covered with flowering vines and other plants. Many of the buildings have tall trees bursting through their roofs and shrubs grow in clumps among the broken pillars and tumbled rubble. The sounds of birds are all around, but there is an eerie, watching waiting feeling that presses down on you after even just a few moments.
As you more closely examine the surrounding environment, many large dark shadows cross over head. Looking up an amazing sight is seen. Seven huge dragons are darting and diving and clawing at each other while trying to catch one of the others. Suddenly there is a mid air crash and two of the dragons are falling toward the ground. After falling several hundred feet, they recover, but it is too late. A third dragon that was close on their heels, takes advantage of the situation and with a burst of speed manages to catch and wrap itself around the dragon the others were trying to catch. As the two entwined dragons fall together toward the earth they are bugeling a most beautiful sound. For what seems like forever, but really only last a few minutes the two dragons freefall until only about 1000 feet above the ground, when just as suddenly as they joined, they separate, each veering of to each side and then head off together. The other dragons, seeing that their target has escaped them, fly off in different directions.
The commotion of the dragon flight seems to have attracted attentions other than yours, as you hear the sounds of the imminent arrival of two groups, from two different directions.
Olana d20+13=20 Friday August 29th, 2003 1:31:38 AM
"Oooooh, I didn't like that," says the elf, rather disoriented as they first arrive.
The dragons have her spellbound for a little while, but then she comes to her senses, and starts looking for humanoid tracks in the ground.
((Track/Wilderness Lore Check DC 20 - gee whizz))
Lian d20+13=27 d20+18=29 d20+8=17 Friday August 29th, 2003 1:42:25 AM
Having never experienced anything quite like that, the monk stands still, trying to orientate himself. After a minute, he notices the dragons and his mouth gapes. "This is... intriguing. Seven, I have only ever seen one, Parnoth." When the two additional groups are heard, Lian begins to watch and listen for anything of significance, such as languages, sentences or even the mention of dragons.(Spot 27, Listen 29) He searches his memory for any mention of tapestries or murals that transport. Knowledge Arcana 17.
Milo d20+23=40 Friday August 29th, 2003 9:32:57 AM
Milo shakes himself out after the trip, and seeing the dragons, immediately chooses to find a place to hide, watching the spectacle from the shadows. Once the spectacle is over, Milo remains hidden, though hearing something coming draws his short sword in anticipation of trouble. (OOC: Hide check DC 40)
Brother Bertram Friday August 29th, 2003 2:43:29 PM
Bertram's bout of dizziness passes and he begins to take note of his surroundings. Seeing Dragons flying, as of days of old, takes his breath away and softens his features. The only thing that could compare was his journey to meet Gargul. Even as the others tense at approaching noise, Bertram still stands lost in wonder.
Figment Friday August 29th, 2003 7:24:03 PM
The mage feels his confidence increase as his spells return to him. He watches the dragons until hearing theother groups. "I'd suggest we take cover and get our bearing before continuing. Any chance we can locate the path of those who have gone before us?".
DM Kent Monday September 1st, 2003 7:48:46 PM
As you all marvel at the dragons' flight from your various positions, Olanna starts looking for tell tails of the pursued and fairly easily finds them after a few moments of looking. The trail leads toward where one of the approaching noises is coming from.
Lian definately hears the noises from the approaching parties but can decipher no speech, just lots of crunching and brush breaking and a fairly high pitched hum. He doen't remember abything about transport mural or tapestries, but has heard of some with various other magics.
Milo finds a nice fallen tree that has accumulated a lot of debris around it in which to hide.
Bert stands and stares after the dragons.
Olanna answers Figment's question with an affirmative.
...
DM kent Monday September 1st, 2003 7:54:05 PM
As the talons search and think and stare, Milo, Lian and Olanna see what appears to be a 25 ft long purple and rust colored slug with a large mouth that shows multiple rows of sharp saw-like teeth approaching from their right. There also seems to be a mass of something rapidly orbitting the beast as he approaches.
From the other direction is seen a 15 ft long purple beetle with several upswept horns, a vicious set of pincers and four long, flexible, clawed tentacles and six hairy legs.
As they see the party they both let out horrid roars and move toward them even faster.
Lian (dodge) d20+13=25 d20+8=12 d8+1=5 d8+1=8 Monday September 1st, 2003 10:32:40 PM
Dragons above, a huge worm to one side, and a large, strange looking beetle on the other... Lian feels and seems very trapped. He draws his new bow and takes two quick shots at the approaching 25ft long worm. (+1 arrows) Hits AC 25 and 12, 5 and 8 respectively. Lians dodge is versus the worm(slug), making his AC 25. "K'Nara! Orders?!"
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 2nd, 2003 3:45:10 AM
Bertram shakes himself from his reverie and prepares for combat.
K'Nara Tuesday September 2nd, 2003 8:15:09 AM
The dragons were quite the inspiring sight, but far more motivating was the approach of hungry giant beasties.
"Let's get the flock out of here, eh, Brother Bert..?" K'Nara said. "Olana...which way is that trail going? AWAY from here, I hope? Let's follow it with all due haste..."
Olana d20+13=18 Tuesday September 2nd, 2003 11:08:12 AM
"The trail goes past those!" exclaims the elf, pointing at either the slug and buzzy things, or the beetle (Kent, which way?). "I suggest we move around them. With a bit of luck they'll be more interested in one another."
She sets off and attempts to scout for a decent escape route that will take them vaguely in the direction they want to go.
"Milo! We're leaving!"
((Track/Wilderness lore DC 18 sigh..))
Lian (dodge) Tuesday September 2nd, 2003 5:04:09 PM
Lian puts away the bow and gets ready to leave on the heals of his leader or behind Olana.
Milo d20+18=30 d20+21=32 Tuesday September 2nd, 2003 8:37:52 PM
Keeping his short sword handy, Milo moves quickly and quietly through the shadows to Olana's side with all due haste. Milo simply appears out of the shadows next to Olana, and shadows the elf ranger after a quick wink. (OOC: Made hide check DC 30 and move silently check DC 32 both with a -5 penalty already figured in for moving full speed.)
DM kent Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 6:46:47 AM
Olanna declaration of where their trail leads is not only past the slug-like creature, but there seems to be little if any easy way around it.
The two beasts at this point seem to be oblivious of each other, which seems near impossible with the noise both of them are making in their closing in on the party.
The slug is now sixty feet away and will close with you soon. The beetle is behind you and moving rapidly but is clser to 120 feet away.
K'Nara Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 2:15:43 PM
"Mother told me there'd be days like these..." K'Nara muttered, taking her shortbow in hand and scanning the surroundings for the most defensible position. "We gotta move, people--so that the beetle isn't crawling up our butts...this slug is closer, though--we should engage it first. Magic, gentlemen...Olana..?" The human bladesinger nocked an arrow and gauged how to position herself best while awaiting the word on what kind of spells may be cast by the spellcasters.
Lian (dodge vs worm) Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 6:16:23 PM
The monk sighs and draws his bow again, positioning himself by K'Nara(about 7ft away from her)and waits for the spellcasters. He knocks an arrow and waits.
Milo Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 8:06:28 PM
Milo sheathes his short sword and draws his shortbow as well as a pair of red fletched, rune engraved arrows, "Anybody have a big salt shaker?" The halfling stifles a giggle.
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 9:19:52 PM
Bertram picks up a rock and murmurs a prayer. Feeling the power move through him he sees the rock begin to glow with a white light. Bertram tosses the rock into the path of the beetle, hoping for a distraction from its onslaught.
(OOC Continual Flame)
Ingrge 5d6(6+4+3+1+6)=20 Wednesday September 3rd, 2003 10:45:38 PM
Giving a nod to K'nara, Ingrge starts casting and soon there is a raging storm of ice pouring out from his hands and sending fist sized hail stones pelting the slug like creature. 20 points damage.
Orson (57/57 Hp; 25 AC; Full Defensive +6 AC) Thursday September 4th, 2003 12:38:25 AM
"Really need to get a bow for such situations," Orson muses to himself, snapping both fingers to retrieve the blades stored in his new gloves.
He moves a few feet in front of K'Nara, but slightly to the side, as to not hinder any of the arhcers shooting. Standing in front of the others, he prepares to take any assault the big creature slug might choose to dish out.
(OOC: Sorry for bit of slacking in posts, just getting over a nasty flu thats had me down a few days.)
Olana Thursday September 4th, 2003 2:03:48 AM
Olana halts her progress, realising the path takes her right up to old sluggo.
So... she too nocks an arrow, her mouth twitching in a smile at Milo's comment. It would be nice if Bertram's rock trick worked, she thinks, flinching as Ingrge and Figment start to do their stuff.
Her arrows would come next.
DM kent d100=28 Thursday September 4th, 2003 7:08:35 AM
Ingrge's ice storm strikes the huge slug and visibly slows it down for a moment or two.
Bertram's rock seesm to have distrated the beetle for a moment or two as it veers off to see what it was that moved over there and is shining so brightly.
The slug is now 40 feet away.
(OOC ALL We need is Figment's sheet to be whole and to continue this combat. You may post as if in combat for today only. everything will stop tomorrow.)
Milo d20+15=18 d20+10=22 d4+1=3 d6=5 d4+1=4 d6=4 Friday September 5th, 2003 1:44:02 AM
Milo lets fly with the two arrows in his hand, his bow string a blur as he fires one and then the other. As the arrows leave the bow, they both spontaneously catch fire, burning as they streak toward the slug. (OOC: Fired two +1 flaming arrows at the slug and hit ACs 18 and 22 for 3hps normal plus 5 hps fire and 4hps normal plus 4 hps fire respectively).
Lian (dodge vs worm) d20+13=19 d20+8=18 d8+1=8 d8+1=9 Friday September 5th, 2003 2:34:11 AM
Caught up by the moment, Lian takes a page from Milo's book. He fires his own magical +1 arrows.
Hitting AC 19 and 18, for 8 and 9 damage respectively.
Lian (addendum) Friday September 5th, 2003 3:29:26 AM
Lian is firing at the worm. :)
DM Kent (Let the games begin again.) Thursday September 11th, 2003 7:24:43 PM
Ingrge's ice storm strikes the huge slug and visibly slows it down for a moment or two.
Bertram's rock seesm to have distrated the beetle for a moment or two as it veers off to see what it was that moved over there and is shining so brightly.
The slug is now 40 feet away.
Milo d20+15=18 d20+10=22 d4+1=3 d6=5 d4+1=4 d6=4
Friday September 5th, 2003 12:44:02 AM Milo lets fly with the two arrows in his hand, his bow string a blur as he fires one and then the other. As the arrows leave the bow, they both spontaneously catch fire, burning as they streak toward the slug. (OOC: Fired two +1 flaming arrows at the slug and hit ACs 18 and 22 for 3hps normal plus 5 hps fire and 4hps normal plus 4 hps fire respectively).
Lian (dodge vs worm) d20+13=19 d20+8=18 d8+1=8 d8+1=9 Friday September 5th, 2003 1:34:11 AM Caught up by the moment, Lian takes a page from Milo's book. He fires his own magical +1 arrows at the slug, hitting AC 19 and 18, for 8 and 9 damage respectively.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 11th, 2003 9:23:03 PM
Bertram lets the others concentrate on the giant slug and focuses his attention on the beetle currently staring into the light of the spelled rock. Saying another prayer quietly he attempts to command a feeling of dread into the giant bug, urging it to move away. Bertram feels the power of Domi move through him but is unsure how it will affect the giant bug. (OOC DOOM)
Olana d20+10=25 d20+10=11 d20+5=11 d20+5=19 d8+1=6 d8+1=5 Friday September 12th, 2003 1:31:09 AM
Seeing Milo and Lian's arrows go sailing off toward their target, Olana follows suit - rapidly firing toward the Slug.
Two maybe hits - AC 25, AC 19, for 6 and 5 dam)
K'Nara d20+11=12 d20+5=21 d6=4 Friday September 12th, 2003 8:49:39 AM
K'Nara aimed and fired upon the advancing slug--shocked and slack-jawed at how wildly her first shot went awry! (OOC: natural 1! wah!!!!) Then she scowled and shot another arrow. (OOC: hits AC21 for 4hp dam.)
DM kent Friday September 12th, 2003 8:24:51 PM
The multitude of arrows go flying toward the beast and then as the get about 10 feet from the beast they suddenly vear off to the side nad joing the mass of quickly rotating objects surrounding the beast.
The beetle behind you is efficiently tearing apart the area where Bertram's lit stone landed.
The slug is still slowly coming toward you and is now 30 ft away.
Lian (dodge vs worm) Friday September 12th, 2003 11:24:35 PM
Lian sees the inaffectiveness of the ammunition and puts his bow away. The monk gathers his wits and takes up a defensive stance. [Defensive standard action, +6 dodge to AC(>5 ranks in tumble), raising his AC to 30, 31 versus the worm.]
Olana d20+13=18 Monday September 15th, 2003 12:11:28 AM
"Oh bother!" says Olana, somewhat exasperated. "What are those twirly things? Can we get rid of them or blow them up or something?"
Her blue eyes attempt to spot anything on the slug that may suggest a control hub for the spinning things - natural or otherwise.
(Spot DC 18 - oh boy)
Milo Monday September 15th, 2003 1:04:36 AM
Stashing his short bow, Milo draws his short sword and a wand, "Looks like we do this the hard way." Turning toward Bertram, "Bertram, in light of recent events, Pantheon and I have agreed to disagree on several points. I shall not be needing this wand any longer, for it seems as though I lack the necessary faith to properly utilize it. I'd like you to have it. The command phrase is, 'And justice for all.' It is a fully loaded (50 charges) wand of cure moderate wounds." Milo smiles at the dwarf, as he hands him the wand. "Consider it my contribution to the party health."
K'Nara Monday September 15th, 2003 3:58:56 PM
She frowned to see how useless those trusty arrows turned out to be.
"Wait for the spellcasters to toss their spells first..." K'Nara ordered the party, "...then, if you can, everyone concentrate on the slug--we have to take out one of these things at a time...!" K'Nara then swapped out her bow for Lucia.
Orson (AC 24, Full Defensive) Monday September 15th, 2003 7:28:06 PM
Orson continues to wait for the slugs inevitable charge, taking a front line position to give the archers and casters cover. He was ready to charge the thing, but hearing K'Nara's orders to let the casters have another volley, he maintains his defensive stance.
Brother Bertram Monday September 15th, 2003 8:01:21 PM
Seeing Orson awaiting the slugs slow advance Bertram lays a hand on warriors shoulder. A quick prayer to Domi yields a sudden burst of stength into Orson's massive frame. Bertram moves back and watches the beetle for any signs of attack. (OOC Bull's Strength)
Figment 5d4(4+4+3+4+3)+5=23 Monday September 15th, 2003 10:29:15 PM
"Umm, as slowly as it is moving why don't we just go around it instead of fighting it?"
After speaking he sends off a series of magic missiles at the beast for 23 points.
Ingrge 8d6(5+3+5+1+4+6+5+4)=33 Monday September 15th, 2003 10:32:43 PM
Making sure he has the critter in sight and none of his mates in the way, Ingrge lets fly with a lightening bolt right into the slow slug. (33 points, reflex DC16 for half)
DM kent Monday September 15th, 2003 10:37:39 PM
Olanna spots nothing even remotely like a "control hub."
Figment makes his suggestion and lets fly with his missiles which seem to strike the slug solidly.
Ingrge sends his lightening crackling toward the beast, only to watch as it seems to envelop the slug and be absorbed with no apparent effect.
The slug momentarily stalls and then continues forward. It is now 25 feet away.
The beetle seems to have done enough damage to the lit stone as it is now standing still and moving its head from side to side, almost as if it were sniffing.
Milo d20+23=43 d20+26=43 Tuesday September 16th, 2003 12:08:13 AM
Looking up to K'nara and Olana, Milo grins ferally, "Time to dance." With that, the halfling begins stalking toward the slug, attempting to sneak around its flank. (OOC: Hide and Move silently at DCs 43 and 43 respectively.)
Olana d20+12=30 Tuesday September 16th, 2003 12:53:12 AM
"What - you mean just flat out run past it?" asks the elf, at Figments proposal. "Well - there isn't a clear path - I looked, but it's quite slow, so maybe it would work."
She looks toward K'nara and shrugs, a 'whatdoyouthink' question in her eyes, and then gets ready to make a dash for it, magic sword in hand, and looking out for the best path.
(Survival check DC30)
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 16th, 2003 3:45:36 AM
Bertram mutters quietly at the others, "Whatever you are going to do, Do it quickly for Domi's sake! The beetle is held no more by my spell. It comes!"
K'Nara Tuesday September 16th, 2003 8:52:26 AM
Holding Lucia in both hands, and finally hearing a suggestion from the esteemed mage, K'Nara nodded.
"Olana, lead the way...everyone else follow...I'll bring up the rear." the human bladesinger ordered. "Now, everybody--RUN!"
Figment Tuesday September 16th, 2003 10:21:27 PM
The mage sighs as he falls in line - hopefully avoiding a combat. "No need to shoot a slug. Just get some salt...".
Olana Wednesday September 17th, 2003 2:03:56 AM
Starting to run, having checked a likely path, and figuring Milo is up front somewhere.
Ingrge Wednesday September 17th, 2003 8:25:26 AM
Waiting while the others go ahead, Ingrge waits with K'nara in case there is any more magic needed.
DM Kent 35d20(2+8+18+19+2+18+5+1+8+12+20+5+20+3+15+20+3+15+9+1+10+17+9+13+2+8+10+8+7+12+14+6+2+4+12)+2=340 d2=2 d2=2 d2=1 d2=1 d2=1 d2=1 d2=2 d2=1 d2=2 d2=1 d2=1 Wednesday September 17th, 2003 8:47:19 AM
As everyone moves into the trees to make their way around the slug with K'nara and Ingrge bringing up the rear, Several things occur. The beetle frustrated at not having found its meal yet, rushes forward and mets the slug slowly coming the other way. As the beetle comes within ten feet of the slug and meets the mass of quicky orbiting material. The sound of a saw ripping into something hard can be heard and then two different piercing shrieks are heard.
The second thing that happens is that as the party heads in to the trees and around the slug, they are pelted by around 30-40 5 inch long arrows leaving everyone stuck with once Olanna AC 20 - 2points Bertram AC 21 - 2points Figment AC 20 - 1point Knara AC 22 - 2points Ingrge AC 22 - 3points Lian AC 22 - 3points Orson AC 19 - 1point Milo AC 20 - 1point.
Olana d20+12=14 d20+13=25 Thursday September 18th, 2003 12:37:28 AM
"Owwww!" squeaks the elf, her eyes darting to and fro - looking for a) Cover. b)Senders of the arrows.
(Survival DC 14 eww) (Spot DC 25)
What a horrible place THIS was turning out to be, she thinks ruefully.
Milo d20+14=26 d20+23=32 Thursday September 18th, 2003 1:06:23 AM
Flinching only slightly at the sting, Milo looks around for their assailants, even as he attempts to find cover from their weapons. (OOC: Spot check DC 26; Hide check DC 32)
Brother Bertram Thursday September 18th, 2003 1:28:52 PM
Bertram moves forward quickly, staying low, guarding his face from the barbs.
Figment Thursday September 18th, 2003 3:51:57 PM
The mage starts as he's smacked with the little dart. "I can fly us over one at a time - if we can keep from being beetle food!".
Lian d20+16=19 Friday September 19th, 2003 12:18:58 AM
OOC: Sorry, I've been awol due to computer issues, again.
Lian, barely affected by the debris (my ac WAS 30 that round), the elf watches Milo move into a tactical position, Lian tries to meet up with him in flanking position. (tumbling, if need, 19)
Lian (correction) Friday September 19th, 2003 1:26:27 AM
Rather than meeting with Milo, Lian runs, leaving the others behind but keeping them in view.
K'Nara Friday September 19th, 2003 7:32:02 AM
Just when things were looking decent, the rain of arrows had to go and ruin K'Nara's day.
"Now what???" she hollered, exasperated and looking around to see where the heck the missiles came from. "Oh...try to keep moving--find some cover..."
DM Kent d20+17=26 d20+17=32 35d20(3+12+5+7+6+13+3+13+5+1+9+17+20+13+15+9+19+13+4+5+15+13+3+13+11+11+9+4+18+16+6+1+13+1+6)+2=334 d2=2 d2=1 d2=1 d2=1 d2=2 d2=2 Friday September 19th, 2003 1:52:03 PM
(actually and nat 20 always hits Lian)
There seems to be quite a loud hullabaloo occurring where you all left the two beasties and you continue to hear shrieks and rending sounds, as you run through the woods. With Olanna leading you back toward the path, neither Olanna nor Milo are able to actually spot the attackers. They do see a few leaves move where there is no wind but there is nothing esle visible on the small branches where these leaves are seen moving.
As you start exiting the trees, another flight of miniature arrows arcs through the air toward your posteriors.
Ingrge AC 22 3 points Figment AC 21 1 point Bertram AC 20 1 point Orson AC 19 2 points Olanna AC 18 2 points
As the Talons pour back onto the path the arrows no longer follow and you find that you have actually come quite a bit farther than you think you should have, in such a short time. As Olanna looks around she is easily able to find the path taken by those you are following and it is also just as obvious that at least one of them was bleeding.
Spreading back out in order to move on, the Talons head up the sandy path. (The path is basically a 10 foot wide loose white sand path. There are depressions in the sand where foot prints were and larger 3 ft wide conical depressions every so often.)
Brother Bertram Friday September 19th, 2003 1:54:05 PM
Bertram breathes a prayer of thanks at thier escape, then looks to the wounds, looking for signs of poison.
Lian d20+18=22 d20+13=27 d20+15=23 Friday September 19th, 2003 5:55:39 PM
Lian wanders along behind the group watching their back. (Listen 22, Spot 27, Move Silently 23)
"Where are we heading?"
Olana d20+13=25 Saturday September 20th, 2003 12:02:59 AM
Olana ponders the path before the group, and then advises -
"I'm not sure about this path. I would advise that we tread lightly, make no steady rhythmic moves, and avoid those cone shapes in the sand." "One of our quarry was injured, too," she adds, pointing out blood.
Attempting to take her own advice, the elf sets off along the path.
((Move silently DC 25))
Orson Sunday September 21st, 2003 8:38:18 PM
Orson advances slowly with the rest, unsure of what to expect next. He follows Olana's advice, and avoids the depressions as best he can.
Figment d20+22=31 d20+22=37 Sunday September 21st, 2003 11:18:44 PM
Seeing more use in fleeing and getting clear than attacking, the mage holds his spells and moves to the path with the others. He tries to determine what has happened as they have traveled unusually far (Arcana 31, Spellcraft 37).
K'Nara Monday September 22nd, 2003 6:29:05 AM
"Keep following Olana..!" ordered K'Nara, throwing the occasional glance back where they'd come from and careful to step where the ranger advised.
DM Kent d100=03 Monday September 22nd, 2003 11:13:05 PM Everyone roll dex of dc 10, of step into one of the conical depresions
Olanna starts leading everyone down the path doing her best to point out the funky depressions and the make sure they are following the right path.
After about 30 minutes smoke can be seen rising above the trees somewhere ahead. As you all come around a bend in the path you find yourself face to face with a large group (6) of what seem to be Praying Mantises. One of them is currently finishing off some sort of recently live snack. The other five seeing their lunch appear charge and are on you faster than anything you have seen mve recently.
Party initiative - Melee
Orson d20+2=9 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 12:42:51 AM
Orson continues to follow, doing his best to avoid the conical depressions. However, glancing back the way the came, as many others were doing as well, he misses Olana pointing out one of the depressions, unable to stop himself as he steps into it.
(Dex Check DC 9. Ack.)
Olana d20+4=19 d20+13=14 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 12:54:54 AM
Olana nimbly avoids stepping into the depressions, however she does keep her eye on the others and has her rope at the ready, just in case her hunch proves to be correct.
As the preying mantis critters appear round the bend, she looks for a way to avoid them if at all possible. If everyone is safe on the path and doesn't need help, she'll switch to her bow - if not, and while the spell casters take pot shots at the insects, she'll try and help if anyone gets stuck. ((Rope Use lasso - DC14))
Lian(AC 30) d20+5=14 d20+14=33 d20+10=30 d20+10=15 d10=4 d10=5 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 2:49:20 AM
(Dex check 14, Balance 33)
Lian stops in his tracks as the insects charge. As one approaches, he strikes out once.
(Taking a standard defensive action, and a single attack on a mantis, -4 to attack +6 dodge to AC)(Hits AC 28, possible crit AC 13?, for 4 damage or 9 if crit)
K'Nara d20+4=20 d20+10=17 d20+5=21 d10+5=12 d10+5=12 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 7:19:08 AM
K'Nara alternated between making sure there wasn't anything following the group to avoiding the depressions that Olana had been suspicious of. She turned back from checking the rear just in time to see a giant Praying Mantis-like thing rush towards her. Instinctively she brought Lucia to bear, slashing out with the weapon twice...
(OOC: first roll is the Dex check (made it at 20); the next rolls are K'Nara's slashing with Lucia: hits AC17 and 21 for 12hpd and 12hpd. Lucia is NOT aflame...yet.)
Milo d20+19=31 d20+16=18 d20+16=35 d4+2=6 d4+2=6 5d6(1+5+1+1+1)=9 5d6(1+2+4+4+4)=15 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 3:37:54 PM
Short sword in hand, Milo tumbles to a flanking position opposite Lian, and allows his short sword to do the talking as it becomes a whirling instrument of death. (OOC: Made a tumble check at DC 31. Attacked only twice due to speed ability on sword and hit ACs 18 and 35 for 12 hps and 21 hps of damage respectively.)
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 7:12:03 PM
Bertram guards the rear, lest the party be surprised from behind. He does however activate the talisman that the Talons had recently come across. As he raises the seal into the air he murmurs words activating it.
((OOC Seal of Harm-10 points to all foes within 50' feet. I will wait until they are all that close if possible Kent)
Figment d6=3 d6=5 d6=5 d6=2 d6=1 d6=2 d6=6 d6=4 d6=4 d6=4 d6=2 d6=6 Tuesday September 23rd, 2003 7:30:29 PM
The mage blasts the attacking insects with a cone of icey death as they approach - catching as many as he can before they can spread out (Cone of Cold - 44 DMG per bug).
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