K'Nara Sunday July 18th, 2004 5:55:09 PM
As Lian explained the circumstances under which her comrades involuntarily changed hair color, K'Nara's face fell.
"I wish I'd been there..." the woman warrior said empathetically, "...by all rights, I should be sporting white hair, too..." She sighed.
"Greymalkin had to come get me because the Bladesingers of The Wold had a terrible problem." she explained. "One of our most accomplished members went rogue--he was extorting money from defenseless citizens. When some of his brethren went to stop him, they were systematically slaughtered. Grey investigated and found out that the rogue bladesinger had tricked two different spellcasters into placing permanent enchantments upon him: one protected him from defeat other than at the hands of a bladesinger, and the other was a spell that made it impossible for any elf to touch him in battle, either physically or by spell. The rogue was convinced that he was invincible...except Grey remembered me--and came to fetch me forth to battle the turncoat. It took us weeks to follow the bloody trail he'd left behind." K'Nara paused, her right hand appearing to go to her heart, rubbing the area absently as she continued her tale.
"The rogue bladesinger was quite surprised to find a human woman fighting him using the bladesong technique. We fought for what seemed to me to be hours--but Grey tells me it was only for a few minutes. We both danced and spun in for the killing blow--but only I came away from the combat alive...though not uninjured. I've been healing up from the fight for the last few days. As soon as I could, I asked Grey to return me to wherever you all were...and--well--here we are."
Athalorn Monday July 19th, 2004 5:59:49 AM
The druid nods slightly at his introduction. He stands at 6'6 tall, and seems uncomfortable at this height - another gift from the Fae Skeimir ferryman. He is slim, with a slight tan, and has long flowing brown hair with streaks of blonde, which is tied sporadically with large feathers. He sports a green checked cloak, which has obviously seen better days, and leathers of brown. he has 2 spears strapped unceremoniously to his back.
"Aye, tis true. I have the power to shapechange, and our travels through Fae Skeimir were troublesome indeed. So, K'Nara, you led these companions once? Tell me, why did you leave." His tone is not unfriendly, but perhaps brash. The druid had little cause for ceremony.
As he speaks, Glannath, a large Golden Eagle, circles above the forest, then descends and lands in a visible branch of a large nearby tree.
Lian Monday July 19th, 2004 7:37:30 AM
The monk, as if perhaps wanting to ask the same qyestion the druid asked, crosses his hands in front of him and makes a sharp look at K'Nara. "Your heard her Brother Bird, she had a rendevous with a rogue." The monk winks at the Bladesinger and darts a glance at the druid for a response from the newly found nickname.
Figment Monday July 19th, 2004 10:26:58 AM
The mage smiles as he sees the red-headed warrior rejoin the group. He greets her warmly but does not stop looking at the elves and the Heirophant. "Greetings Mohannin. I am betting we are here for more than a reunion with our friend...".
Jerry (OOC) Monday July 19th, 2004 12:18:44 PM
please delete this after Jay reads it and says to.
Jay! I tried answering some of your requests, but the emails started coming back to me as undeliverable. Is your hotmail box full?
Send me an email when you've checked things out and I'll send again.
Jerry
DM kent Monday July 19th, 2004 3:51:25 PM
Ingrge too greets K'nara, his hair also is alabaster white. Nodding as she tells her story, he catches her up with all the fun she missed after she was whisked away.
Bertram greets the bladesinger gruffly, but all can tell that he is happy to see her again even with his now china white flowing beard and locks.
Milo to greets her though much more reserved than he has ever been. He like Athalorn seems to be around 4 inches or so taller than before.
Mohannin beams at all as old friendships are renewed, and as Figment speaks he raises his hand and the grove becomes quiet.
"Figmentary, you are of course correct in your supposition. If you would all folow me to the table at the center of the grove we will get started."
As the Talons move into position the crowd of elves settles and moves in closer as well. At the table are seated 4 ancient elves. Mohannin turns to you and introduces you to then as a group and visa versa.
"Lords of the Culverwood Elven Council, I present to you the Adventurering group known as the Emerald Talons."
After nods and bows all around, Mohannin too walks to the other side of the table and takes a seat. pausing a momnet he looks over at the most ancient looking of the elves and recieves a nod from him.
Mohannin reaches into his robs and pulls out a scrolled up paper and opens and begins to read from it.
The other elves at the table shake their heads, but all have smiles upon their faces.
Mohannin continues, and pulls out several other scrolls.
"Hmm, let's see, nope. Ahh, here it is, I should have known it was the sealed one. Now then ..." The heirophant takes a deep breath, and ...
Let it be known forthwith that the adventuring group known as the Emerald Talons has upon many occasion, come to the aid of the Culverwood and its inhabitants, at risk to their very own lives. Furthermore, the group known as the Emerald Talons has repeatedly shown that they are the friend and protector of the peoples of the Culverwood. Moreover, the group known as the Emerald Talons has repeatedly shown valor and chivalry in the face of adversity and has championed the cause of the Culverwood elven community, continually aiding and succoring the injured and helpless.
In recognition for all that they have done and undoubtedly will continue to do for the citizens of the Culverwood, we, the members of the Culverwood Elven Council, after having discussed this amongst ourselves and the peoples of the Wood, do forthwith and forever deed the property rights of the Tower of Saryd over to the Emerald Talons for their permanent abode."
As the Heirophant completes his reading, he taks in another breath as the assembled elves clap and cheer the Talons.
K'Nara Monday July 19th, 2004 5:10:46 PM
Bittersweet was the reunion with her comrades, for the sight of how they had been altered in her absence only served to remind K'Nara that she should have been with them when they faced such a trial. Then practicality asserted itself: she could not have refused Grey's mission, because that horrible rogue bladesinger had murdered far too many people before she'd finally been able to (just barely!) dispatch the villain to Gargul's Hall of Judgement...where she dearly hoped that Gimp would bedevil the ex-bladesinger unmercifully.
She sat, stunned, by the announcement made by the venerable council.
"The Tower...?" K'Nara echoed in a strangled voice. She found herself unable to articulate any further...
Brother Bertram Monday July 19th, 2004 8:01:44 PM
Bertram takes in this announcement and bows with dignity. He looks to the others and grins broadly.
Falin Monday July 19th, 2004 8:12:20 PM
Falin appears a little stunned by this gift.
"I think they have worked hard for it, " He thinks to himself as he joins in the clapping.
Olana Monday July 19th, 2004 9:15:25 PM
Olana gives a gracious bow to the Council. "Thank you, that is a wonderful gift," she says with a delighted smile. "We've never really had a place to call home before."
Oooooh, funny how we were going to check that place out, anyway, she thinks, pondering over the synchronized thought between the two groups.
She nudges Lian. "Now we have somewhere to hang that grouchy old painting," she whispers, before turning to Milo to guage his reaction on the excitement of it all.
Gunther Monday July 19th, 2004 11:51:43 PM
The large man becomes visibly uncomfortable in the presence of the Elven council. He watches nervously as the Talons are awarded their new living quarters...never uttering a word. He fidgets with a buckle on his armor anxiously waiting for the meeting to end.
Lian Tuesday July 20th, 2004 2:28:47 AM
The monk, still hearing half the words spoken to him, looks confused. "They are giving us something, I know that much." Then excitement flows over the monk. "Are we getting a Keep in the City?!"
Olana nudges him, "Huh? What about the grumpy what?"
(OOC: Where have the horses been kept through this whole module?!!)
Athalorn Tuesday July 20th, 2004 4:44:48 AM
The druid feels a little uncomfortable with this gift - not least because he now, more than ever, feels like a newcomer to the group, and that perhaps he wasn't deserving of this praise. Still, he nods and smiles to his old mentor, Mohannin.
DM Kent Tuesday July 20th, 2004 10:06:01 PM
As the Talons all stand around sort of dumbfounded by the announcement, The Heirophant once again stands this time with another scroll in his hand, looking for someone to hand it to. As one of the Talons takes it from him the eldest elf stands and addresses the assembled. "It is now time for food, drink and music." And with a mere flick of his wrist several food laden tables suddenly appear in the glade along with seating tables and six musicians. "Everyone eat, drink and be merry."
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 20th, 2004 11:11:19 PM
Bertram doesnt hesitate at this command. He falls upon the food with enthusiasm, his tankard kept full. Soon he is quite merry!
Figment Wednesday July 21st, 2004 12:42:23 AM
The mage sits amazed at the gift. Yes, the Talons have done all those things but the tower... After a bit he muses that it is perhaps a fitting gift as it will serve to sway the Talons to do more. Thought they would anyway...
He looks to each member of the elven council and thanks them individually with great respect. When the time is right he asks the heirphant about the tower. "Is there any documented history of the tower I could peruse?".
K'Nara Wednesday July 21st, 2004 5:20:33 AM
The tall redhead--still a bit in shock at the enormity of the gift given to her group--automatically stretches out a hand to The Heirophant, accepting the scroll from him in a bit of a daze.
"Thank you..." she says, then clears her throat and projects to the assemblage: "Thank you all. The Emerald Talons accept your wonderfully generous gift in the spirit with which you've granted this to us..." She looks down upon the scroll in her hand and then addresses the Heirophant:
"Um...what is this one? A copy of the decree..?"
Athalorn Wednesday July 21st, 2004 6:41:23 AM
Athalorn smiles as he sees the enthusiasm with which the talons dig into the food. Before joining in, he goes to speak with Mohannin. "Greetings, Mohannin. I have done as you asked and now stay with the Talons, if that is your request. Tell me, have you news of my father? I have not seen him in a long while."
Lian Wednesday July 21st, 2004 8:01:32 AM
The monk stands around, and soon its obvious that some sort of celebration is happening. He has no idea why they are celebrating, but it is apparent to the monk that something VERY exciting is happening. "What did we do Bertram?" The elf asks his dwarven friend.
Olana Wednesday July 21st, 2004 12:10:17 PM
Olana approaches Gunther, who looks a little nervous. "It'll be nice to have somewhere to stay, and not wonder where the next roof over our heads will be, don't you think?" she says with a warm smile. "I'm glad you and Athalorn are with us, and I hope you decide to stay, same with Falin, too - oh my - I think Bertram has already drunk all the ale!"
Falin Wednesday July 21st, 2004 1:54:10 PM
"I would love to stay Olana. I left culverwood once when I was much younger out of hatered, but I have returned to try to become one of it's defenders." With that Falin goes over and grabs a few things off of the table. He then goes off to the side out of the limelight and eats.
DM kent Wednesday July 21st, 2004 11:09:40 PM
The Heirophant nods at K'nara's question and also adds there is also a mention that they blocked off/removed the portal that was in the basement, and that all the malevolent undead and spirits have been removed, though there is one spirit whom the elves did not have the heart to turn out, He is basically harmless and has been tied to the tower for over 200 years. he also mentions that what has been written about the tower is also included in the scroll though it is not much.
The dinner and music is almost beyond belief and compare. there is more food here than you have seen anywhere in the last year or so and you can't remember the last tiem you were actually able to relax and enjoy the moment. Throughout the meal elves come up and coax each of the talons out to dance. Several fair lads and lasses set their eyes on various Talons and none are left alone for very long, except for Milo. Wile he does go out and dance a few times he certainly doesn't apear to be himself, but then perhaps he is thinking about the time he is about to spend with the Tines. The party goe on throughout the night and sooner than you would expect there are light tints of pink touching the sky to the east. The dawn is here and the party is finally winding down.
(ooc. David this is all that has been written about the tower.
The toewer was built by the elves of old, they came from the cities to the North hundreds of years prior to Parnoth's reign.The Tower of Saryd was one of the old watchtowers. It was commanded by the warrior mage Saryd. The tales tell of how the elves stood watch at the Tower of Saryd even after the disappearance of the elven cities and never left the tower. Rumors and old wives tales suggest that they still stand watch there for incursions by the lesser races. "The Watchers" are often used by parents, of all races, to scare their children (similar to the bogey man). )
Gunther Wednesday July 21st, 2004 11:45:55 PM
The warrior smiles awkwardly at Olana. "Yes a place to live vould be very nice. I tink I vill enjoy it. And I believe I vill very much enjoy staying vith de Talons. If you vill have me." Though Olana's words are very comforting and the elves are very inviting, Gunther forgoes most of the party. He tries not to look aloof, but the truth was he was very uncomfortable about being around so many elves. Olana and Ingrge were one thing...the warrior sensed a commonality with the Talons. But having been raised among orcs, Gunther still found it very hard to socialize with many elves. It wasn't that he still held to any of Grell's teachings about them anymore...it was just that he found elves to be so...odd.
Athalorn Thursday July 22nd, 2004 6:00:59 AM
After a time, the druid relaxes, hoping that Mohannin did indeed have word of his father.
He begins to enjoy himself - just being in the Culverwood again was making him happy, and the vast quantities of wine and ale, and the elf maidens made him more happy again. He joins in the dancing ad hoc, and drinks too much wine, but enjoys his time thoroughly.
Falin d20+7=13 Thursday July 22nd, 2004 11:59:03 AM
After some conjoling by the elf maidens, Falin does something that many have never seen. He smiles and begins dancing(occ: 13 on a dancing roll).
He puts on a sensible performance while dancing. Although he falls once he laughs it off, gets up, and continues.
K'Nara d20+4=21 Thursday July 22nd, 2004 3:36:26 PM
K'Nara tilted an eyebrow at the scroll and then tucked it away so that it could be studied later. Then she got back to reacquainting herself with her old companions by leaping to her feet.
"Figment--dance with me!" she demanded of the mage playfully, holding out her hands with a merry twinkle to her hazel eyes.
Each of the Talons did the human bladesinger dance with in turn--and between sets with various elves of the assemblage. Odd though it must have been to non-elf eyes (especially Gunther's), K'Nara even executed an intricate dance with a group of wood elves, looking paradoxically alien (she is six feet tall to their average four-and-a-half feet of height) and quite at home as she twirled, bowed and leaped with the best of them. (OOC: made a voluntary Perform (dance) skill check of 21.)
The last person she danced with was Milo, making sure that it was a slower dance, for K'Nara sensed that the dear rogue had something on his mind that he might wish to apprise her of--especially after Olana's rather worried query of whether K'Nara had been to see the Tines yet.
"Correct me if I'm wrong, my friend," she said to Milo, "But it seems that I've returned to an unsettled family...you have something that is bothering you? Can it be about the newest lineup of Tines..?"
Lian Thursday July 22nd, 2004 5:06:21 PM
Lian soon joins in the festivities, still unaware of the Tower, but very aware that he has consumed more elven ale this night than he's drank his entire life. Not having the ability, or at least having little ability to do much dancing, the monk improvises with spins and back flips. (think early Break dancing)
Brother Bertram Thursday July 22nd, 2004 7:14:07 PM
Bertram cant help but enjoy himself in such revelry. He laughs aloud watching Friend Lian and the others throwing thier normal worry to the winds.
Olana Thursday July 22nd, 2004 9:55:17 PM
Olana doesn't drink too much, keeping herself sharp. Every now and then, she'll check on Milo, and make sure he's all right. His current demeanor wasn't normal, and although things had cooled a little between them, he concerned her nonetheless.
Ingrge / DM Kkent Friday July 23rd, 2004 1:10:52 PM
Taking some true relaxation time is something that Ingrge knows little about. He does however hav a drink with Bertam and Gunther, before being lassoed by K'nara for a dance.
As they are dancing Ingrge keeps a little conversation going on. "I am glad you are back, I wasn't really sure why I hated leadership, but I do. I am made more for the support role of second in command. I don't like making the hard decisions." I am worried about Milo, ever since the interaction with that abomination... I hope I did the right thing suggesting that he should stay and keep an eye on things with the Tines and the artifact."
Fae Skiemir was not a fun place, I expect several of us will have bad dreams about things we saw there, in the times to come. Thanks to Mohannan for sending us Athalorn and Gunther when he did or you might be having this conversation with yourself. There was more than once that I was sure we were all done for."
This small talk continues throughout their dance and then he goes back to Bertram and another drink. ---------
Milo grudgingly takes to the dance floor a few times and is no less eager when approached by K'nara. He doesn't say much, of his own free will while they are dancing, but he does kind of answer K'nara's questions.
"Unsettled is a good word. We were each nearly kiled at least once, we have acquired new and once lost members who are not completely acclimated within the group, we had to kiss that unclean and ungodly thing, and we have a meglomaniac in charge of the organization that sent us on this quest, who I think believes he should be the next emperor god of the kingdom after he personally destroys a Parnoth that we are no longer sure is evil. Yeah I'd say things are a bit unsettled." That is one reason I did not question Ingrge's decsion to leave me to help/watch the Tines. That and that all of a sudden I am just tired, so tired....
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The party comes to a close, the sun is rising, your things await you at the inn and your new abode awaits.
Lian Friday July 23rd, 2004 7:24:45 PM
A very intoxicated monk stumbles over to Milo, hearing just a few words he said and says, "Haffing friend, I shink your right, the big green thingy, the dragon Parthon ish good, but not that goodsh..." The elf, not having drank much in the past, has just clapsed, *THUD!* on his face. When did Lian become a raging alcohalic? :) Maybe fron all the stuff in Fae Skemir!
Gunther Friday July 23rd, 2004 10:29:20 PM
The man chuckles at the monk's performance. "It vould appear dat some of us can not hold der ale!!!" A huge grin on his face, Gunther leans over and gently picks up Lian. With Lian over his shoulder, drooling on the bulky man's armor, Gunther approaches Ingrge. "If you don't mind, I'll take de prince here back to de Inn to sleep off his fun. Just call me de designated valker!" With Ingrge's permission, Gunther heads back to the Inn...a large wet spot forming on the back of his armor from Lian's drool.
Ingrge Saturday July 24th, 2004 7:29:41 AM
A smile crosses his face as Lian does his face dive. This is just what the Talons needed, a safe way to blow off some steam and relax a bit. As Gunther stoops down to scoop Lian up, Ingrge stops him.
"Gunther, let's wait and all go together. Even thouhg we are safe here ther is alot that can happen in he 4 hours back to the city. Let's not separate just yet. Make him comfortable and let's all get ready to head out.
K'Nara Saturday July 24th, 2004 1:04:30 PM
The tall redhead frowned thoughtfully at the words of Ingrge, but most especially of Milo. Whatever had happened to him in Fae Skeimir had obviously effected him far more deeply than K'Nara thought possible. One could even say that the normally happy-go-lucky halfling might even be Wold-weary.
By the time Lian flopped over, K'Nara felt it was likely time for the group to go.
"Let's get going," she urged the other Talons, "This is an elven party, which means there's another day or two left to the celebration--but it's obvious that not all of us are, um, NOT on the same kind of time our hosts are..." Here she looked pointedly at Lian. "...I'll go make our goodbyes and then we can head back to the City."
Gunther Sunday July 25th, 2004 9:17:17 PM
The muscular warrior is just about to put Lian down when K'nara speaks up. Readjusting his load, Gunther keeps ahold of Lian and waits patiently to leave with the others.
Athalorn Monday July 26th, 2004 4:29:39 AM
The druid is a bit intoxicated, but not to the same extent as Lian. He really does not want to leave the forest - hoping they might have stayed for a few days. He longed to see his grove again, even though the forest and the creatures within would protect it for him. But he had made the choice to stay with these people - at least for the time being. And so he waits grumpily to leave, while trying desperately to attract Mohannin's attention for one last conversation
The Party's Over - DM Donna Monday July 26th, 2004 5:46:42 AM
K'Nara makes her way over to the Council members who are still up and about and thanks them sincerely on behalf of the Emerald Talons. While she is doing so, Athalorn gets the attention of Mohannin, who looks at him with patient curiosity, wondering what it is that the tall human wishes of him.
(OOC: if Athalorn's player posts quickly enough, there may be another transitional post made by me later today.)
Falin Monday July 26th, 2004 9:53:02 AM
As he see's everyone is getting ready to leave he gathers his things and bids goodbye to all of the dancing partners he has had through the evening. He then falls in with Gunther.
"Can't hold his wine?", he motions towards Lian.
Olana Monday July 26th, 2004 1:27:26 PM
The elf nods at K'Nara and gets ready to leave, making sure to thank Mohaninn and the elves for the really nice party.
Quietly she approaches Bertram. "Bertram did you happen to leave a ward guarding our room? I wouldn't like to run inside and get my ears fried," she grins.
Athalorn Monday July 26th, 2004 2:19:38 PM
He speaks quickly to the aged druid before they leave. "Mohannin, my old liege. I will travel with the Talons further. Please ensure my grove is well guarded. And if you will, please pass word to my father that I am well, and will meet him someday soon. My thanks, as always."
Farewell Forest...Hello City! -- DM Donna Monday July 26th, 2004 2:48:29 PM
Mohannin nods sagely at his protege.
"Worry not," he assures Athalorn, "The Culverwood and all the groves within it will outlive us all. And I will pass your greetings on to your sire. You are in very noble company, Athalorn--I daresay that you should bring out the best in each other. Take care!"
K'Nara, meanwhile, says the group's thanks once again and farewell to the Council members, and returns to the group.
"We're all assembled..?" she asks, looking around and noting that Gunther is holding up well under Lian's weight. "Let's go--we shouldn't have Gunther suffer under such a load for longer than absolutely necessary...so, Gunther, you have my permission to drop Lian upon his head if need be..!" Her hazel eyes twinkle with humor as she jokes and then the woman warrior leads the way back towards Emerald City whistling a jaunty tune.
The journey back takes longer than the trip into the Culverwood, but it is still early enough in the morning so that, when you approach the gates of Emerald City, the guards there are only just opening the gates to the great bastion of civilization.
Before the party can advance more than just inside the gates, however, there suddenly appears an ancient woman, wrapped in ragged woolen robes. She steps toward the Talons with a long staff clutched in one slender, boney hand and her long stringy hair wild about her milky-eyed face.
"Alms...?" she begs in a plaintive, quavery voice that only underscores her age. "...alms for a poor, blind woman..?"
"Get off with ye, witch!" one of the guards comes towards the much smaller and older female, his burly bulk far outstripping the old lady's. His face is ugly and he has the look of someone who is likely to enjoy bullying the helpless...
Gunther Monday July 26th, 2004 4:11:54 PM
Gunther smiles brightly as they leave the forest...none too soon for his liking. He was beginning to become very uncomfortable what with all those elves. Though Lian tosses and turns a couple of times on the journey, Gunther is more than able to handle the load. He chuckles at K'nara's comment.
Upon arriving at the city gates and seeing the spectacle before them, Gunther's face grows almost feral with anger. After all...that could be his father begging for alms. Well...obviously it couldn't be his father...what with her being a woman and all... But it could be his mother...except she was an orc... In his anger, Gunther drops Lian heavily on the ground and pounces to interpose between the woman and the bully. He looks deadly serious as he stares up into the face of the guard. "Dat vill be quite enough!! Leave de voman alone!" Gunther drops into a low crouch, his hands reaching for, but not yet drawing the two-bladed sword strapped to his back.
Ingrge Monday July 26th, 2004 5:25:25 PM
Ingrge walks along basking in the relief that they would soon be taking a deserved rest, but wondering how they were going to deal with the cunundrum of Endrin, when they arrive at the gates and the old woman approached them. Reaching into his pouch for some coinage he is shocked by the attitude and actions of the guard. Quickly joining Gunther Ingrge looks at the guard he speaks in a very low and controled voice, with a face completely devoid of any expression.
"Do you know who we are? If you do not, let me introduce us to you. We are the Talons of the Emerald Kingdom. We do not like those who need to prove their manhood by picking on people who are weaker than them, particularly if they are blind and pose absolutely no threat. If you value what you call a life, then you will cease this bullying of those less fortunate than yourself, or you might find yourself in their place sooner than you think."
Lian d20+9=20 Monday July 26th, 2004 6:47:31 PM
Landing gracefully on all fours, the monk, staggering a bit, stands and smelling of elven ale, looks at the old woman (Sense Motive 20, factor in being drunk). Then he speaks to Ingrge as if the guards aren't even there.
"Seems this woman might be a greater threat to these guard, for her wit is sharper than their swords and her courage is superior than their minds. She poses a true threat to these fools.
Ah yes, seems their not familiar with the Talons either, but ignorrance is no excuse. Back off, friends, for I am not feeling diplomatic today." The elf holds his head, which is throbbing in pain.
Brother Bertram Monday July 26th, 2004 6:48:34 PM
Seeing the other Talons move on the offending guard, Bertram casually moves over towards the other guards, in case they were to make a move on his friends
Olana Tuesday July 27th, 2004 12:06:19 AM
On seeing that the guard is getting a serious verbal drubbing, and probably wouldn't survive any more with his wits intact, Olana approaches the old lady and hands over 5 GP.
Falin Tuesday July 27th, 2004 3:04:38 AM
Seeing that their could possibly be trouble Falin knocks and arrow and circles around the old woman in case their happens to be other guards.
Lucia Tuesday July 27th, 2004 3:07:00 AM *K'Nara, this does not look good. Why would those guards bother that poor woman? No, I do not like the way this is panning out.* she says. *Although it looks as if your friends are doing the right thing. Maybe a little premature, but the right thing.*
Hail Talons -- DM Donna Tuesday July 27th, 2004 5:31:26 AM
K'Nara scowls at the sight of the bullying guard but is inwardly pleased to see that the Talons aren't about to let anyone get away with being mean. She also blinks in surprise--the human bladesinger still has to get used to having a weapon that can actually render opinions.
The guard, on the other hand, sees that his behavior has raised some objections amongst the rabble and readies a sneer--until he also suddenly realizes that there are...the burly man squints, his lips moving as he counts the number of Talons who are moving to act.
"Awwww...just go do yer beggin' elsewhere, ya withered old bat!" he mumbles, wisely slinking back to the guardhouse, where (Brother Bertram and Falin note) NONE of his fellows bothered to stir from. K'Nara watches him back off and gives a grin and a thumbs-up to the rest of the group.
The beggarwoman fumbles with the coins that the generous Olana gives her--nodding as she squirrels the currency away somewhere amongst her (cough, cough!} well-worn robes. If the elven ranger wasn't sure before, she is now: the old woman is blind.
"Such magnanimity! You can only be..." the lady mutters, nodding again, and then says: "Hail, Emerald Talons...thy doom awaits thee. Although the lost one is found, not all reunions are pleasant ones. Miss Masie sees what she sees. The mark of doom is still upon thee. The scales weigh and keep the balance. Remember Miss Masie when you come into your own."
"What the--?" K'Nara sputters, whirling away from watching the guard--but the wizened old beggarwoman has now disappeared, lost amongst the stirrings of the forming crowd of shoppers heading for the farmers' markets of Emerald City. The tall redhead frowns thoughtfully.
Lian Tuesday July 27th, 2004 7:03:11 AM "The scales keep the balance?"
The monk drunken stupor hasn't dulled his wits. "Scales! Parnoth!" He then lowers his voice. "He's the balance. Seems the old woman must know of the Talons and the new Tines leader. K'Nara? Ingrge?"
"The Artifact. Milo." Concern washes over the monk.
Athalorn Tuesday July 27th, 2004 7:57:06 AM
Tired and still a little drunk when they arrive at the gates, Athalorn watches the proceedings with interest, but remains quiet. When he hears the old woman speak, he sobers up suddenly, and speaks forcefully. "If what this woman says carries merit, we have made a grave mistake in entrusting to the Tines. I did not like that man yesterday, and I like him less now. Let us take from him the artifact."
Gunther Tuesday July 27th, 2004 10:28:46 AM
As the guard departs, Gunther rises to a standing position. He shakes his head in confusion at the beggar woman's words. "Vell, dat is a strange tank you!" Noting that Lian is now on his feet, Gunther hands the monk the equipment he gathered from the grove with a smile. "Vell, goot morning sveet prince! Did you sleep vell?" Gunther chuckles good naturedly.
He notes Athalorn's words with a grimace, but doesn't join in on the conversation. A crowd was not the place to be talking of such private matters. Gunther too wonders the wisdom of giving the Tines leader the artifact. One thing was for sure though...if they intended to take it back, Gunther doubted that the man would just hand it over without a struggle.
Ingrge Tuesday July 27th, 2004 2:18:45 PM
"Lian, Athalorn. There is no telling what she meant, but we will have time to discuss what her words mean or don't mean later. This is not the place. Let's move out, collect our things and go home."
::sigh:: Home. It has been so long since I have been able to say that without meaning a room in an inn ... I wonder how Folbre is getting on ...
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 27th, 2004 3:41:43 PM
Bertram snorts at her words. "Well now there is something we arent used to, Doom and danger descending upon his." He grins but is secretly worried about such a prophecy.
Olana d20+17=27 d20+13=27 Tuesday July 27th, 2004 8:45:56 PM
Olana gives a sigh after the old woman has gone. If it wasn't one thing, it was another.
"Good idea, Ingrge," she says eventually.
The elf will keep eyes and ears on the alert.
LISTEN DC 27 SPOT DC 27
Falin d20=1 d20+1=20 d20+1=10 Wednesday July 28th, 2004 2:39:05 AM
Falin continues to stay frosty. He puts away his arrow, but keeps his bow out for ease of use. He follows the rest of the party back to the inn.
(OCC: spot 1 search 20 listen 10... He doesn't catch anything at first glance, but apparently if he looks long enough he will find something :))
Lucia Wednesday July 28th, 2004 2:42:43 AM *With all of the nastyness around here it might be best if you and your friends quickly grab your things and get to the tower. Also, your friends seem to be acting a little cautions, but you know it is always better to err on the side of caution.*
Figment Wednesday July 28th, 2004 6:24:51 AM
The mage decides enough of them are confronting the guard so he just watches. He moves out wih the others. "Great, another scrap with Doom. Just what we need...".
Legends Old & New -- DM Donna Wednesday July 28th, 2004 6:30:08 AM
K'Nara smiles to herself, assuring Lucia that the Emerald Talons are, indeed, a most heathily-cautious group...which is why the redheaded warrior was so impatient to rejoin them.
K'Nara indicates that the group should hurry along to their destination, but she speaks as they go:
"Miss Masie is a bit of an urban legend here in Emerald City...she's supposed to be a blind seeress who--rumor has it--is very good at it." the female fighter says with an idle sort of nod. "However, imposters abound here in the City--for all we know, that old woman could have been a pretender out for money. I do know one other little bit about the mysterious Miss Masie: it is said that you cannot go looking for her--it is she who finds you. So if that was the real Miss Masie...she may have something most interesting to reveal."
At the inn, Milo speaks to K'Nara again.
"I'm returning to the Tine headquarters," he says, then his brow furrows and he shakes his head, "There's something...something..." He sounds like an elder attempting to recall something that he really ought to know--but cannot seem to grasp the fact and say it. K'Nara looks concerned, but the old Milo resurfaces just then:
"Ah, well--at least I'll get the opportunity to do some...ah...creative eavesdropping." the halfling says with a grin. K'Nara's misgiving evaporates and she smiles back.
"All right, then, Milo," the leader of the Emerald Talons agrees with his departure, "Just...be careful."
"I'm always careful!" Milo replies. "I fully intend to be the longest-lived halfling in The Wold!" The wily rogue exits, though he does pause long enough to give Olana a brief private farewell.
The Talons settle up the proprietor of the inn. K'Nara finds that all the animals (horses and anything else that may have been left with a caretaker in the City) are just fine and makes sure that all outstanding bills are settled.
The entire group has this opportunity to finish any City business or post about any anticipation about returning to the "new" Tower of Saryd.
Lian Wednesday July 28th, 2004 8:17:43 AM
Lian steps infront of Milo before the halfling has time to dodge him. "Milo, my friend, be well. I will look after her... I promise." He says, gesturing slightly toward Olana so only Milo can see. He repeats, "I promise."
When reaching the stables, Lian finds Merlot, his oldest friend, well. It brings a small tear to the elf's eye as he hugs the animal around the neck. The horse cocks his head, seeing that his rider is much smaller than he used to be. The horse snorts and brays, as if laughing at the elf. Taken aback by the horses reaction, the elf can think of only one thing to say to his friend. "Oh...oh, shut up Merlot. It is not funny!" Then the elf himself laughs slightly, shaking his head. He mounts up. "We have a new home to go to friend. Lets ride." The gray horse bolts from the stable, happy to have Lian back.
Olana Wednesday July 28th, 2004 11:37:11 PM
Olana gives Milo a tight hug. "Be careful," she whispers, running a hand through his hair. She gives a sigh when he's gone and then goes to check on the treasure they left in safekeeping, with the intention of loading up then they can take it to the new premises.
Gunther Wednesday July 28th, 2004 11:50:36 PM
The warrior watches the exchange between Milo and the other Talons with a hint of sadness. The halfling had been a fine battle partner and he hated to see him go. But, someone needed to keep an eye on those Tines people, and he seemed like just the right kind of guy. Gunther smiles at Milo and pats his on the back as he departs. "De gods be vith you. Though I doubt you'll need dere help!"
Since he has no stead to check on, Gunther heads up to his room and packs up his few possesions. Then he meets up with Olana and checks to see if she needs any help with transporting the treasure.
Scene 3: A Place to Call Their Own
Home Again, Home Again -- DM Donna d20=20 Thursday July 29th, 2004 6:33:43 AM
Milo thanks Lian for the offer. The halfling responds to Olana's farewell with a hug of his own, pausing as he looks into her face. For a moment, it seems as though there is something else he wants to say...but then he just smiles and assures Olana that he'll be very, very careful.
And then the rogue is gone.
K'Nara helps to pack up the considerable haul that the Talons managed to return from Fae Skiemir with, putting the bulk of it in the cart that Milo and Olana...oops...the cart that Olana would be driving.
Once all other business is settled up, the Emerald Talons make their way back out of Emerald City, towards the Tower of Saryd.
The trip--taken at leisure--takes most of the day, and the Talons reach the area in the late afternoon.
Those of the party who have been to the Tower of Saryd before recognize the circular stone wall, broken in various places and missing its gateway entirely. The squared stone tower appears incredibly ancient and still seems to disappear high up into the sky, even though the Tower has but four levels above ground. Within the 100-foot diameter stone wall is a well-tended green space in the center of which is the imposing Tower.
Well-tended..?
"Looks like the Council did us the favor of some basic land-tending when they were here..." K'Nara points out, nodding to the area inside the stone wall, where the once-overgrown grass and underbrush has been cut back to allow much easier passage to and from the now-visible entry door.
A voice speaks in the Elven language:
"That was not the Council's doing, human...'twas ours."
A pair of people approaches the party and look you all over with caution and curiosity in their eyes. They are both Elves, and must be rather old Elves at that, as you can actually see crow's feet around their eyes. One is a man and the other a woman, dressed in Elvish working clothes--clothing suitable to do gardening and such in.
It is the woman (she is blue-eyed, smiling and has braided brown hair with the occasional streak of silvery-gray in it) who speaks, again in Elven:
"Who are you that you approach the Tower of Saryd so boldly..? Know you not that this is hallowed ground to the Elves of the Culverwood?"
The man (darker blue eyes and more gray in his lighter brown hair) grips a quarterstaff in one hand and watches you all rather intently.
Figment Thursday July 29th, 2004 6:55:02 AM
The mage takes the trip without saying much, riding Jux and enjoying a long missed ride. Dressed in his custom made riding leathers he somehow still looks like a mage even though this sort of clothing is not normal for mages. "I'm interested to see what kind of a kitchen this place has. And room for a lab...".
As the elves approach he waits for Ingrge or K'Nara to respond. He simply sits and nods kindly - hoping he is meeting the permanant groundskeepers.
Lian Thursday July 29th, 2004 7:03:31 AM
The elven monk answers back in the tongue of the Culverwood elves, "I am Lian Siannodel, of the Emerald Talons. I originally come from the monastery some distance in THAT direction. It is my pleasure to meet you... you are...?" He meets the mans gaze with a slight grin and a brief bow.
Falin d20+1=16 Thursday July 29th, 2004 8:27:46 AM
As the elves approach, Falin walks around to the side of the group so he has a clear line of sight in case anything should happen.
As the whithered elves wait for an answer Falin scans the area for anything else that could possibly be a threat. (OCC: Spot 16)
Ingrge Thursday July 29th, 2004 9:23:51 AM
Riding along the road to the tower, Ingrge seems lost in thought, but in reality he is just day dreaming and realizing that he has had no time to much of that in the recent years. As they approach the Tower, he looks up at the tower still amazed by the deceptivness of the building itself.
When approached by the pair of eldr elves, He dismounts from Moon Shadow and sketches a moderatly dep bow.
My name is Ingrge Nightseer, elders. These with me are mycompanions and family, The Emerald Talons. The tower has allowed us entry once before and now that the Council has bequeathed itto us for our home I would expect it would let us enter now as well.
Athalorn Thursday July 29th, 2004 11:18:51 AM
The druid and Glannath travel with the Talons overhead, as Eagles lifted by the warm currents of the earth. Athalorn enjoys the warming rays on his wings, and when he arrives at the tower, remains in Eagle form, circling the group overhead, Glannath accompanying him.
OOC: Do I have any volunteers to rp Glannath? I shall keep rping him until I do so.
Brother Bertram Thursday July 29th, 2004 1:03:57 PM
As he gazed upon this tower for the first time, Bertram tsked at the sad shape of the gates and walls. Truly there would be much to do to restore the magnificent edifice. Work fit for a dwarf. Even as looked over thier new home the elves appear. He listens to thier words and keeps an eye out for any other suprises.
Olana Thursday July 29th, 2004 9:35:42 PM
Olana thanks Gunther and K'Nara for help loading up the wagon, and on the journey up to the Tower she gives Figment a sideways glance. A lab? She has a vision of all the Tower windows blowing out, one evening, after a rather exuberant spell attempt. The thought makes her giggle.
On arrival at the Tower, she jumps down from the wagon and gives the elven couple a formal bow. "Hello, I'm Olana, also of the Talons and Culverwood" she says in elven, accompanying the greeting with one of her dazzling smiles.
She then waves up at the two eagles circling in the sky.
Figment Friday July 30th, 2004 6:18:52 AM
The mage clears his throat a bit "The scroll...?".
Gunther Friday July 30th, 2004 10:30:12 AM
Since he doesn't have a horse, Gunther rides with Olana in the cart. At the approach of the elves, Gunther sighs. No, he shouldn't have expected it to be that easy... Looking like things are well under control, Gunther stays where he is while the others do the negotiating. He does position himself so that he can draw his weapon if things go south, but he doubts they will.
Introductions All Around -- DM Donna Friday July 30th, 2004 7:57:12 PM
K'Nara dismounts from Poki, approaching the wary old couple and then executes an intricate, graceful bow of Elven formality.
"Goodsir, dearlady...we are, as my colleagues here have stated, the Emerald Talons, champions of the Culverwood and all who dwell within it. The Elven Council of the Culverwood has graciously deeded us the ancient Tower of Saryd and its lands, and we are here to see our new home." the human bladesinger says in Elven. "I am K'Nara Illutu, daughter of Lowell and Jocelyn. Tell me, if you please...is it you we must thank for the upkeep of the area? I had thought the first time we entered the Tower that it was actually rather approachable for a place that was supposed to have been abandonned for about three hundred years or so."
The couple exchanges glances, and the woman's smile--while a bit nervous before--now becomes more genuine and welcoming.
"The Council informed us that you all would be coming, K'Nara of the Emerald Talons," the lady elf says in Common, "And you are quite astute--my dear husband has been responsible for maintaining the grounds hereabouts...and rather clever he was going about it, too--keeping the towergrounds proper just wild enough to appear overgrown and not worth investigating while simultaneously making sure the Tower would still be usable by those who are meant to use it." Here the male elf sniffs loudly and nods.
"You're welcome." he says succinctly.
"I'm Rainara Themol," the female introduces herself, "And this is my husband, Rethus. He's a dab hand at the garden, though I've not heard him put more than two words together at a time in nigh on two centuries."
"Master Themol," K'Nara acknowledges with another bow, and does the same for his wife, "Mistress Themol. We appreciate your kindness."
"Actually, Miss K'Nara," Rainara says, "We would like to stay on here--we live a little ways into the forest that-a-way..." The elderly Elf nods in the direction she's speaking of, "...we've done our duty to the Tower these past hundred years...but it would be nice to be able to have the odd coin to go to Emerald City with every now and then. Rethus could tend the garden proper...and I'd be happy to cook for you all."
K'Nara looks around at the group.
"What do you all think, Talons..?" she asks. "I have no talent for making palatable food--only for being able to survive from what I can scrounge on occasion...and my mother has been more than happy to point out there's a BIG difference between mere survival and actually enjoying the food you eat." She grins, her hazel eyes sparkling merrily.
"And I claim no partiality to the tending of plants, either--sorry to say, Athalorn..." K'Nara adds for the benefit of the flying druid.
"So I put it to you all, my friends: shall we have Rethus and Rainara Themol to stay on as Tower staff..?"
Lian Friday July 30th, 2004 11:25:12 PM
The monk grins, with a mischevious look in his eye, then raises an eyebrow. In elven. "Is there going to be a turndown service for us too?" He sees the looks the group give him. "Um, I mean, it would be my pleasure to have these fine people stay on at the Tower. They've earned it."
In elven, turning to K'Nara, "We should pay them as well as shelter them. I suggest they remain in their present room or rooms."
He approaches the man and woman, bows, then extends a hand in Friendship. "You may call me Lian, if you like."
The monk adds, in elven, "We may be the Masters of the Tower, but remember, we are not the masters of you. You master only what you are."
He walks over to K'Nara and leans in to whisper, "Seems they love the Tower. Should we have the Council add them on as partial owners as well?"
Falin Saturday July 31st, 2004 3:07:16 AM
"I agree with Lian. If they wish to stay then I think we should oblige them along with some coin for their services."
Athalorn Saturday July 31st, 2004 3:51:50 AM
Still circling overhead, Athalorn the Eagle swoops low and lands on an aperture of the tower, in sight of the Talons. Then, listening to the conversation, he disappears out of sight behind the structure. Shortly thereafter, the tall human appears, still finding his land legs.
In elven, he speaks. "I am Athalorn of the Culverwood. I thank you for tending to the grounds here so well."
Figment Saturday July 31st, 2004 7:51:44 AM
The mage smiles as the conversation turns to food. "I think it is a wonderful idea for you to continue your work here. You have done a wonderful job and it would be very welcome for you to continue. I am Figment the mage - and I am also a master chef. Gourmet food is my specialty. I'd love to share with you what I know - and to help too whenI can... So can you show us around?".
Ingrge Saturday July 31st, 2004 5:36:31 PM
I believe we would be honored to have you stay on with us. Now I hate to rush things but we were all up all night and with the exception of our fine upstanding monk, none of us got much rest.
Gunther Saturday July 31st, 2004 10:29:52 PM
The bulky warrior sighs as K'nara and Lian chat away in the Elven tongue. One day I'll really have to learn that language. he thinks to himself. Gunther laughs out loud at his private thought, imagining how Elven would sound from a tongue that was accustomed to speaking Orcish.
When asked his opinion, Gunther smiles warmly. "Vell, if tings keep on de vay dey have since I joined you, ve von't be lounging around dis place for long. Somevon's got to vatch de place vhill vere gone!" Gunther chuckles...suddenly in a very good mood as the sun warms the back of his armor. He wonders what the rooms inside will be like. Then he ponders the surrounding woodlands and wonders whether he might one day find himself a pet out there. He had been feeling awfully lonely lately...
A Bigger, More Happy Family -- DM Donna Sunday August 1st, 2004 5:44:15 PM
(OOC: this is a transitional post--the PCs can react to it or comment if they want to, but the next "official" post will be made tomorrow at my usual time.)
K'Nara rubs her chin as she considers Lian's question...then she turns to the Themol couple.
"As you have both been looking after the Tower for a century or so, do you believe that you two ought to have ownership of the place as well...?" she asks them in Elven. Both elves look positively thunderstruck. Then Rainara looks to her husband, who ponders a moment, idly scratching the top of one ear. Then he says (again in Elven):
"Not really."
"I agree with my husband," Rainara says in Common, "Looking after the Tower was really something for Rethus and I to do since the last of our children had grown, and it helped us to feel useful. We don't feel that such duty is one that entitles us to ownership...besides, the Council did ask us if we'd be offended with their intentions of awarding your brave group with the Tower, and we answered them then that we were not. We are both, however, very thankful and pleased that you are kind enough to ask, Mistress K'Nara." Rethus nods.
"Pleased. Thankful." he echoes sincerely.
"The consensus of the Emerald Talons, then," K'Nara tells them, "Is for us to accept your most generous offer to continue to look after the Tower and to even cook for us." The redheaded warrior grinned. "I look forward to sampling your fare, dearlady."
"I don't think I have the skills of a gourmet chef," Rainara insists, blushing a bit and acknowledging Figment, "But I have had the last two hundred and fifty-odd years to acquire a small bit of experience with the local herbs, vegetables and animals to perhaps make a palatable meal or two."
"Best stew!" Rethus puts forward with emphasis.
"We can show you the interior of the Tower," Rainara, "Although I must admit that Rethus and I have only seen the ground floor so far...we never had reason to enter the Tower before that group from the Council came and cleared out the Tower, and were only allowed to see that floor when they had gotten finished."
Lian Sunday August 1st, 2004 6:37:54 PM
To Rainara Lian answers in elven, "Well, anything has to be better than the crap we eat on the road... sorry Fig, but it is often I long for a simple plain meal." The monk smiles sheepishly at the mage, hoping he doesn't get fried.
The Nickel Tour -- DM Donna Monday August 2nd, 2004 6:35:29 AM
"Then we can all see the new, improved Tower together, I should think." K'Nara replies to Rainara. The elderly woman smiles and nods.
"This way, then." she invites the Talons. Rethus, however, turns away from the Tower and begins working on some plants in one of the inside corners of the broken wall that surrounds the stronghold.
"Rethus..." explains Rainara as she approaches the ancient, heavily-carved wooden entry door, "...was never too keen on being indoors whenever he truly doesn't have to be. I can tell you now that you will almost always see him on the grounds exclusively." Rainara grasps the doorknob and pushes the portal open.
Rainara explains that, apparently, the ambient magic of the Culverwood makes the Tower appear a LOT more imposing on the outside than it it is from the inside...outside, the Tower appears to be too tall for anyone on the ground to see the top of the Tower. Actually, the tower is square--40 ft on each side--and 120 ft tall. The door everyone is entering through is actually in the eastern corner on the north wall of the 40-foot-square, mostly-open ground floor.
This main floor is furnished--there is a staircase that runs west along the north wall and over the kitchen. It ends in a door. The food preparation area (the kitchen) is walled off and not entirely visible unless someone goes over to the arched open doorway between it and the dining area it faces.
There is a dining area along the east wall and a sitting area in front of the fireplace located on the southern half of the west wall. The dining area is defined by an oval dining table surrounded by 12 wooden stools. There is a wooden bench and four wooden chairs around the fireplace. There is what appears to be a ten-foot wide, five-foot high picture window in the middle of the south wall.
"That's a fine piece of magic by one of the Council members." Rainara points out the sunny scene overlooking the Culverwood. "He made the stones there transparent, but only from the inside. Outside it still looks like stone--and if you go over and stand within at least three feet of the window..." Here the elderly Elf lady demonstrates as she explains, "...you concentrate on the window, and then wave your hand like this--" Rainara's slender hand drops down in a deliberate arc...and the "window" changes from being transparent to being stone at the same rate of speed. "--and it's like drawing a curtain! Think again and go the other way--" Again the Elf demonstrates, "--and...there you are! All nice and sunny again!" The window reappears again. "The Council Lord thought the Tower was rather dark without this, so he just zapped it in."
"Not your usual military feature..." K'Nara agrees, smiling, "...but one we can appreciate, nonetheless." The leader of the Talons strides into the middle of the room, looking about.
"Where to next..? The kitchen..? Check out upstairs..? Or see if that portal downstairs truly IS shut down...?" K'Nara asks the others.
(OOC: AOL is giving me fits--I can't seem to post the map picture on my web page [yet], but I'll see about sending everyone a BMP or JPG of the floorplans.)
Athalorn Monday August 2nd, 2004 11:56:40 AM
The druid looks around the tower with the others, and when K'Nara speaks he leaves - also preferring the open air to the roof of the tower. "Excuse me, all, but I will go and look around the grounds if you don't mind me leaving your company."
He joins Rethus outside, and speaks again in Elven to the groundsman. "I hope you don't mind, my friend, if I look around the grounds. I was never one for being couped up indoors when I could avoid it."
Olana Monday August 2nd, 2004 12:50:34 PM
Olana has no objection whatsoever about letting the elves stay on as custodians, and letting them have some coin for it.
While the others move on in, she starts to unload the wagon, and asks Rethus where it would be best to keep the horses. Then, rummaging and finding the painting, she unrolls it. "We've found somewhere to live," she tells it. "What do you think?"
Ingrge Monday August 2nd, 2004 5:56:23 PM
Looking around for somewhere to put the horses up, but not seeing anything like a barn or stable, Ingrge whispers something to Moonshadow, removes his little bit of tack and releases him in the walled area.
"Olana, just let him wander I doubt he wil go far."
Figment Monday August 2nd, 2004 6:26:45 PM
The mage tries not to let Lians comment spoil his mood. At least he was apologetic as well as brutally honest. He smiles to the elven woman. "I truly look forward to enjoying your meals. It sounds like I've much to learn from one as accomplished as you. Perhaps we could learn together?".
As they take the tour the mage carefully observes the magic window. He heads up to the higher floors and down to the basement and carefully looks for any other gifts of magic that may or may not be intentional.
Brother Bertram Monday August 2nd, 2004 9:54:23 PM
Bertram walks around with the others admiring thier new residence.
Gunther Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 12:04:31 AM
The warrior sighs as various Talons continue to converse in Elven. He knew it was unintentional, but sometimes it was frustrating...but then isn't that what Grell had taught him about Elves? Gunther shakes his head...no, these were not like the Elves Grell used to tell him about...arrogant, self-righteous, self-centered. Besides, hadn't he long ago abandoned most of his father's way of thinking? The man sighs deeply...some prejudices were hard to dismiss. No...these new companions of his were different. He had spilled blood along side with them, and that, above all other things could tell you who a person really was. Gunther grins at K'nara's suggestion of checking out the portal. "Vell, ve should make absolute certain dat de place is secure before ve get too comfortable, shouldn't ve?"
Lian Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 12:27:56 AM
Lian realizes, at this point, not everyone is in the conversation. IN COMMON> "Oh, I apologize for my and our manners Gunther, can't you speak elven? No matter. Well, that shall have to be remedied. Maybe a little dwarven lesson by Bertram would be fun. I'd sit in as well." He smiles. "Draconic. That is a fasinating language too. Sylvan is a bit obscure, but perhaps I can help with that. What do you think my warrior friend??" He waits for the large mans answer.
"Yes, let us secure the Tower."
Falin Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 2:42:24 AM
Falin proceedes downstairs to check out the portal. "Remind me please what the portal was here for originally. I have been gone for so long I seem to have misplaced it in my mind."
Lucia Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 2:44:20 AM
* Well, I like this. I can tell you feel good to have someplace to call home K'nara. I think you should have rested more after your last ordeal. Maybe you will take some time getting used to your new accomodations and rest.*
Touring the Tower (Still) -- DM Donna Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 6:51:23 AM OUTSIDE, in the northern courtyard/garden: Rethus nods at Athalorn, the elderly elf's face reflecting his agreement with the druid's sentiments. Rethus proudly points out a fruitful set of blackberry bushes.
Olana's sudden consultation with the magic painting causes Valor Jlacathra to be jolted out of the catnap he had been indulging in, snorting and blustering as he jerks awake.
"...hmm...huh? Why, yes, yes--I agree that the Silkwood District needs a new Cantrip Ordinance..." the old Elven wizard blinks and looks around, then realizes it was Olana who had woken him up. "Oh, it's you...what's that you say? A new home? Well, well, well--hold me up--let me take a good look around, then...I can only hope that this will be a decent mansion or palace and not just some thatched hovel with a leaky roof..."
Ingrge's comment about letting the horses loose in the nominally-enclosed courtyard gets Rethus' attention. The handyelf comes over and nods at the younger Elf's words.
"No stable." Rethus confirms. Eyeing the load in Olana's cart, however, the canny old Elf adds: "Not yet."
INSIDE, with Rainara: K'Nara, Lian, Gunther, Brother Bertram and Falin follow Rainara as she leads them through the kitchen and down the stairs to the basement level, which is lit with a few well-placed Light spells. There is a well in the center of the area, and there are several bins and semi-walled areas that can obviously be used for storage of foods and sundries. Everyone in the basement must roll a Spot check versus DC15 to notice something odd with that large bin in the southwest corner of the basement.
INSIDE, on the upper level: Figment, having chosen to go upstairs first, idly notes that the construction of the Tower is exceptional--no doubt the Elves responsible for its construction got some of their Dwarven allies to do the outstanding stonework...while other Elven craftspeople constructed the stairs, doors and interior walls of the place.
On this upper floor of the Tower, Figment finds himself in a five-foot-wide passage that leads along the north wall (which is occasionally puncuated with special arrow-slit windows. This hallway branches off southward once before continuing on westward for a bit and turning south again. Approaching the first turn-off, Figment suddenly finds himself face-to-face with an elven archer that has an arrow pointed directly at the spellcaster's heart!
"Who art thou who wouldst invade the Tower of Saryd during Commander Thauramec Brusse's watch???" demands the Elf in a strange dialect of the Elven language.
Figment must make a Spot check versus DC10 to notice that this Elf is slightly transparent...and wearing armor that is about 300 years out of date. If he makes the Spot check, he adds a bonus +2 to his Knowledge check versus DC10 to recall the Council's admission about a particular ghost that had not been exorcised from the Tower.
Gunther d20+1=9 Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 8:59:09 AM
Gunther smiles at Lian as he taps his head. "Vell, I'm not sure how much I can store up dere, but I'll give anyting a try vonce."
The warrior takes a look around the room, but all he sees is...well bunches of boxes and bins.
Athalorn Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 11:05:51 AM
The druid gladly tries some of the blackberries when shown them by Rethus, then nods his agreement that they are indeed fine. He looks around the grounds some more, admiring the fine balance between overgrowth and garden. He sees Glannath perched in a tree in the garden, and smiles at his own friend. The eagle had started sleeping more than he used to. Perhaps he was tired of travelling.
COntent to be in the open air so close to his home, Athalorn sits down amongst some of the longer grass and lets his thoughts drift.
OOC: I may struggle to post for the rest of this week - although I will try my hardest. I am going to Scotland and their internet access is sporadic at best. If I miss anything please post for Athalorn and Glannath.
Olana Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 12:07:42 PM
Olana blinks, then quickly remembers the irascible manner of the old chap in the painting. "Okay, well hang on a moment, then," she says and rolls her eyes toward Ingrge, Athalorn and Rethus.
She removes the tack and harness from the carthorse so it can roam, then wanders inside, holding the painting in such a manner that its occupant can see whats going on, heading toward the basement where she can hear the others.
Lian d20+13=29 Tuesday August 3rd, 2004 7:00:21 PM
OOC: Enjoy Scotland Athalorn! I loved it last year when I went!!
(Spot check 29) The monk stops paying any attention what is going on around him and focuses on the large bin on the southwest wall. He defensively walks over toward the bin to get a closer look, though his elven eyes are still strong(low-light vision), his mind can't quite grasp what it is he's looking at.
Falin d20+1=21 Wednesday August 4th, 2004 2:40:43 AM
Falin scans the area at the bottom of the stairs as they decend. As his eyes scan across the well his attention is diverted to a bin over in the corner. Unable to discern what it is exactly that caught his eye he advances to investigate.
OCC: My computer crashed so I though he had a +1 to his spot check, but I rolled a natural 20 anyway.
Brother Bertram d20=11 Wednesday August 4th, 2004 4:29:49 AM
Bertram continues to follow visibly impressed with all that they are shown.
(notices nothing about the bin)
Ingrge Wednesday August 4th, 2004 7:34:05 AM
Leaving Athalorn and Rethus outside, Ingrge heads inside with Olana. Once there He starts up the stairs to see what there is to see.
(OOC - Donna my posting may be a bit sporadic as I am on my Woldian vacation. I wil post when I can as I am also getting ready for school which starts tuesday)
Lian Wednesday August 4th, 2004 2:31:50 PM
The monk slowly approaches the bin in the southwest wall. :)
Figment spot d20+2=10 knowledge d20+2=19 Wednesday August 4th, 2004 6:28:41 PM
After a moment where he wonders if he has just made a huge mistake by separating himself from the rest of the group, Figment ealizes that the figure is not quite right and then quickly recalls that there was a supposed to be a spirit of some sort still inhabiting the tower.
"Ahh, Good Job. Commander! My name is Figmentary of the Emerald Talons. It seems that we will be billeting here with you from now on. Any thing to report?"
Surprises Abound! -- DM Donna Wednesday August 4th, 2004 7:17:15 PM OUTSIDE: Athalorn quickly discovers that Rainara wasn't exaggerating when she claimed that Rethus hasn't put more than two words together in past few decades--the elderly elf literally speaks (so far) in two-word phrases.
INSIDE, in the basement: Olana and Ingrge come into the spacious basement level just in time to see the same thing that Lian has spotted: the large bin in the southwest corner of the basement is slightly askew...upon closer inspection, the three elven-blooded individuals discover that the bin is actually moveable--it seems to have well-hidden casters on the bottom.
"They're all moveable...see..?" Rainara says, rolling another one.
Everyone in the basement level must make another Spot check versus DC16. Those who make it can see that there is a secret door in the floor the bin had been covering.
INSIDE, on the first level of the Tower: The ghostly Brusse blinks in surprise, then--almost grudgingly--lowers his bow and its arrow.
"Thou hast a head on thy shoulders, mage." commends the late warrior. "I am attached to my last command, you see, for I failed in my duty to keep the invading Izen trash from breaching the Tower defenses...now I serve to keep enemies without the walls evermore. Thou, however, wert made known to me by my living brethren, who didst tell me that the Emerald Talons were to be stationed here for the duration." Commander Brusse eyes Figment.
"Thou, then, mayst pass." The ghost turns and begins to march from arrow-slit window to arrow-slit window, stopping and looking out of each one before going to the far turn off and disappearing around the corner.
Figment Wednesday August 4th, 2004 9:30:07 PM
The mage smiles and bows to the elven warrior. "Your vigilance is most appreciated - and your acceptance of our presence.". He continues the inspection.
Gunther d20+1=9 Wednesday August 4th, 2004 11:48:28 PM
The warrior rubs his eyes. Now that it's pointed out to him, he's not sure how he could have missed the casters. Maybe he should have a healer look at his eyes... Gunther takes another look around the room but still manages to see nothing of interest. Oh wait...was that a cask of pickled pigs feet in the corner???? Gunther's mouth begins to water at the thought of the potential delicacy.
Lian Thursday August 5th, 2004 2:17:08 AM
The monk raises an eyebrow and turns to Rainara. "Have you or your husband ever entered here?"
Making Discoveries -- DM Donna d20+1=11 d20=5 d20=16 d20=14 d20=10 Thursday August 5th, 2004 6:10:41 AM OUTSIDE: Athalorn and Rethus more or less discuss how the immediate garden area adjacent to the Tower is going to look.
INSIDE, in the Basement: K'Nara looks over the cleverly designed bins.
"OH--I see--there's a lip on the bottom that makes it look like these things are stationary bins...but the lip is about a quarter-inch or so off the floor, hiding the wheels that are set on the bottoms...hmmm...interesting..." she says, squatting and squinting at the gap that could be easily missed by the unknowing.
Olana's sharp eyes detect the outline of the secret trapdoor in the floor. (OOC: she got the 16 rolled above; it is possible that Ingrge Spotted the door, too--he got the 14 result...if his Spot bonus is high enough to match or beat the DC16, then he sees the secret door, too.)
"No, sir, neither of us has been down here," Rainara answers Lian, "I really only got to see the ground floor--the Council members were busy with removing the unwanted magic here. They told me that they put a few preserved sundries down here and placed rolling bins for the convenience of storing supplies."
Indeed, poking around will reveal not only the barrel of pickled pigs' feet, but also another barrel of salted fish, a couple of small crates of beef jerky and a fist-sized, silvery coated...well, the best way to describe it is a Cornish game hen. The silvery substance has some Elven writing that are the following directions:
"1. Place in middle of large, clear table or similar area. 2. Just add holy water. 3. Serves 12 (dining accessories not included.)"
INSIDE, on the First Floor: Figment sees the ex-Commander go back about his eternal rounds. When he turns his attention back to exploring the floor he is on, he quickly discovers that this particular floor holds a configuration of about five nicely-sized rooms (each is roughly about 12 feet by 18 feet; two of these rooms are actually interior rooms, though, and have NO windows.)
Following the route that he'd seen Brusse take, Figment happens upon a set of stairs leading up to another level.
Olana d20+12=18 d20+11=19 Thursday August 5th, 2004 8:21:09 PM
"Ooh look!" exclaims Olana, "a trap door!"
She crouches a little closer to it. "I wonder is it's an escape route. If it is - we'd better find out where it leads to," she adds, trying to figure out if there might be a trap on the trap door. If there is, she have a crack at fixing it, telling everyone to stand back and rolling up the painting so ol' curmudgeon isn't in the firing line.
SEARCH DC 18 DISABLE DEVICE DC 19
Falin Thursday August 5th, 2004 9:04:24 PM
"That door was hidden really well. I too wonder where it goes."
Figment Thursday August 5th, 2004 9:17:25 PM
The mage admires the rooms as he walks through them. As he gets to the stairs he shrugs and begins climbing to the next level.
Gunther Thursday August 5th, 2004 10:08:55 PM
His craving getting the better of him, Gunther searches the for a suitable tool to remove the lid of the cask. Finally pulling a dagger from his belt, the warrior quickly removes the lid, and is busily munching on feet while Olana makes her discovery. "Mmmmph..." Gunther manages through lips covered in pig's feet juice. He continues to stuff his face as the ranger attempts to disarm any traps that might be found.
Brother Bertram Friday August 6th, 2004 4:33:41 AM
Bertram kicks himself for having missed the trap door and watches as the Talons begin exploring.
Lian Friday August 6th, 2004 6:20:37 AM
The monk replies to Rainara's answer with a nod.
"I am extremely curious about this passage and trap door, but let us find our resident Gourmet and have him join us below." Lian refers to Figment.
The monk looks anxious for a good old fashioned delve, though it's odd that an elf would be excited about such a thing. Perhaps he's just in need of a simple adventure.
"Then after we may find time to go shopping and spend the Fae Skemir booty." He smiles. "I wish Milo was here for this."
Ingrge d20+8=16 Friday August 6th, 2004 7:43:40 AM
Ingrge too spots the trap door and points it out the others as Olana anounces the same door. With a rare smile flitting across his lips, Ingrge agrees with her. Yes, I expect that this is the entry to the towers bolt hole. I expect it probably comes out somewhere on the outside of the wall, but I could be wrong.
What IS this...the Discovery Channel..? -- DM Donna Friday August 6th, 2004 4:43:18 PM OUTSIDE: Athalorn manages to get Rethus to talk about the Elf's plans for the garden now that the Tower will again have living beings occupying it. While nobody was in the Tower, Rethus didn't wish to encourage trespasssers and so deliberately let most of the plants grow unchecked for the most part. Rethus will not be changing the growth much--but it will soon start looking more cultivated and less overgrown.
INSIDE, in the basement: Rainara sees that Gunther couldn't wait until the proper time to have a snack, and so the efficient Elf produces a large handerkerchief and hands it to the warrior with one eyebrow quirked.
"Well, not the palace I'd been hoping for," Valor Jlacathra says as he's carried into the Tower and down the steps, "But I know good, old-fashioned Dwarven-commissioned stonework when I see it! It's the Tower of Saryd, isn't it? Hee hee! Can't fool ol' Valor, y'know! Spider webs??? Where is housekeeping when you need them? It's dark down here--someone whip up a Light--was that a rat? What? NO FOUNTAIN? You have to draw water by..." here he gasps, "...by HAND??? Who's the landlord? I'll turn him into a slug! I'll--"
Here Olana rolls up the canvas and Valor Jlacathra is silent again...thank goodness!
As everyone carefully watches, Olana checks the trap door and determines that there are no traps rigged to it. Just as she finishes checking--and just when Lian suggests that perhaps Figment and Athalorn should join them--Olana is nearly knocked over by the secret trapdoor suddenly flying open!
Out of the hole pop Rethus and Athalorn.
"Rethus was showing me a secret passage into the Tower he found only a few days ago." Athalorn explains. "There's a big tree near his cottage that has an opening hidden amongst its giant roots." the druid looks around at the others in the basement. "Have we interrupted something..?"
INSIDE, on the second floor of the Tower: Figment continues his explorations: the second floor consists of a hallway, three more living / bedrooms, what was and is obviously a mages workroom, and another large room that was once used as an armory / barracks room. Again at the end of the hall is a staircase that goes up. These stairs end at a trap door.
Brusse is nowhere around.
Brother Bertram Friday August 6th, 2004 10:19:24 PM
Bertram runs his hands over the stone from time to time smiling to himself, revelling in the feel of old stonework. He truly cannot wait to get settled in.
Lian Saturday August 7th, 2004 6:18:46 AM
Lian hears the painting of Valor. He turns slowly and raises an eyebrow to him. "Seems this basement may have found its first 'new' decoration in a hundred years. What do you think Olana?! A painting might look grand here, wouldn't you say?"
Figment Saturday August 7th, 2004 8:35:01 AM
The mage smiles as he sees what he was looking for. He sets his stuff down in the room nearest the workroom - hopefully the largest with plenty of shelf space and tables. He reviews the mage's workroom carefully - and then he goes up and opens the trap door to the next level.
Gunther Sunday August 8th, 2004 10:19:54 PM
Taking the offered handerkerchief, Gunther wipes some pigs feet goo off his face, an almost childish look of guilt on his face. Though when Rainara turns around he quickly pops another foot into his mouth...for the road so to speak. Then, his craving being satisfied for the moment, Gunther puts the lid back on the cask. Smiling at the others, he ponders out loud. "Vell, should ve take a look at de rooms and sort dem out? Or is it first come, first serve?" Gunther chuckles as he heads over to the stairs.
Olana Monday August 9th, 2004 1:32:39 AM
Olana yells - "Oh!!" - and jumps back as Athalorn and the old elf appear. "We were right!" she adds to Ingrge.
She looks a little shocked at Lian's suggestion also, although it does bring a smile to her face. "We can't leave him down in the basement!" she grins. "Imagine the complaints."
If they're done downstairs, then she'll go up, and start to explore, unrolling Valor so he gets the tour, too.
The Tower Tour Continues -- DM Donna Monday August 9th, 2004 5:23:35 AM In the basement: Rethus, upon hearing that the group intends to go back up into the Tower, says:
"Goin' back." He immediately exits via the passage he entered.
Rainara sighs.
"Never could keep him indoors for too long." she tells the group as she heads back to the stairs that lead upwards.
Following the stairs up, the rest of the group most easily discovers the room layouts as Figment has: the first floor above the main floor has five rooms that are supposed to be suitable for use as living quarters.
"We may want to spring for some rehab work," K'Nara points out the two windowless rooms, "I know that I don't feel comfortable knowing that not all the future bedrooms have their own possible escape route in case of fire or something."
On the second floor: Figment finds that he has to put his shoulder into thrusting the trap door up and open. (OOC: make a Strength check versus DC15 to force open the heavy wood door.)
Figment d20=11 d20=20 Monday August 9th, 2004 5:37:32 AM
The mage gives the door a shove to no avail (STR DC 11). Not wanting to feel lik too much of a wimp he really lets into it and viola, it moves. He immediately begins thinking of a spell he can put on it permanantly.
Falin Monday August 9th, 2004 8:28:54 AM
Falin ponders K'nara's statement for a moment. "But the enemy also has no way to get into our bedrooms should there be an attack."
Athalorn Monday August 9th, 2004 2:08:45 PM
Enthused at the passageway, the druid makes a hasty retreat behind Rethus, following the old elf back into the gardens. For a building of stone this wasn't at all bad. And finally - he had someone to whom he could talk about the aesthetic quality of ivy and the healing properties of wormroot without provoking a yawn.
ooc: Back now - thanks for looking after Athalorn. Scotland was breathtaking ! Simon
Gunther Monday August 9th, 2004 3:59:17 PM
The warrior fallows along with the others taking in the sights of the castle.
Lian Monday August 9th, 2004 4:31:17 PM
Lian follows the group. He looks about to take in all the details of the tower.
He looks at Falin, "Perhaps not all of rooms should be on the same floor? I'll happily take the parapit."
OOC- Simon, I'm glad you liked Scotland!
Brother Bertram Monday August 9th, 2004 10:01:16 PM
Bertram lets the others decide where they want to dwell, just happy to be near stone again, and more importantly, to once again have a home.
Olana Tuesday August 10th, 2004 1:40:31 AM
Olana runs up the stairs laughing, fully prepared to fight Lian and Falin for a window room.
"Figment! We're coming up!"
((WB Simon!))
Falin Tuesday August 10th, 2004 2:43:00 AM
Gazing upwards seemingly through all of the floors above, "If we could come up with some type of light covering on the roof such as a more permanent tent I would be happy living up there."
Th-th-th-th-That's All, Folks! -- DM Donna Tuesday August 10th, 2004 6:26:50 AM Outside, on the parapet of the Tower: Figment sees that age and weather have made the trapdoor to the rooftop of the Tower a bit more swollen than it ought to be. Probably something that should be addressed in the regular maintainence of the place.
The spellcaster looks around him, he notes that this level is an open battlement level. There are three crenellations on each side and a 20 foot tall small tower at each corner. On the side nearest the road there is an old ballista. Figment must roll an Intelligence check vs DC10 to see that the ballista--neither having been used nor protected for decades--is in need of replacement. (If you have any Craft Weapons skill, you can add that bonus to the roll as well.) Figment must also make a Listen check vs DC13 to hear Olana's voice say something about coming up.
Brusse, by the way, still is not in sight.
Inside, on the stairs up to the second living level: The redheaded leader of the Emerald Talons nods at Falin's statement.
"You have a point." K'Nara conceded as the group trouped up the stairs, "However, I am more concerned with the possible need to have to get OUT quickly than with a possible invasion from without the Tower."
On the second living level, it's easy to see that there are more rooms that can be used as quarters, as well as a nicely-sized magic laboratory ("I bet Figment calls dibbies on the room next to THIS one!" K'Nara says with a chuckle and a twinkle in her hazel eyes) and another comparably-sized room.
"The interior walls are merely partitions--wood that can be rearranged so that the layout can suit us better." K'Nara says, pointing out the construction. "Again...I'm thinking we should probably rehab this place just a bit. As it is now, I can see only retaining the lab and the room next to it the way that they currently are. Everything else needs to be laid out in a more efficient manner."
"Got quite the head on her shoulders..." approves Valor from within his painting, "...for a mere human. The whole place needs work! And staff--lots of staff! I couldn't possibly consider living in such a place without at least one personal chef, a valet, a groom, two chambermaids, a footman..." The Elven wizard reels off a list that seems to be more suited to staffing Parnoth's palace in the heart of Emerald City rather than a four-level Tower that would house only nine people and the occasional guest.
K'Nara shakes her head, rolls her eyes and suppresses a smirk--reminding herself to ask Olana what in the world ever possessed the normally-level-headed ranger to pick up that painting.
The Talons continue up the next set of stairs to find Figment on the open rooftop of the Tower. (Everyone in the party can make that same roll about the ballista to deduce that its useless.) As they join their companion, they can all see two things:
First, if you lean over the wall a bit (only a bit, mind you!) you can see Athalorn and Rethus emerging from the cover of the Culverwood, apparently talking to each other. (More botanical stuff, you can be sure!)
Second, from one of the mini-towers emerges an Elf (Figment knows it to be Brusse) with a bow and arrow held in his hands. Spot check for all who have never seen Brusse before versus DC10 to realize that Brusse is a ghost.
Lian Tuesday August 10th, 2004 8:06:44 AM
Lian is getting irritated by the painted elf's statements. "Chambermaids?! Footman!?! You had best check yourself my Canvas Friend. Mind you, you do not even have real feet so... shut your gob!" The elven monk is truly a bit more coarse than usual. "Really! Can we PLEASE keep him down here?!" Then he realizes, he's hearing a bit more, but not much. He smiles.
He quickly changes the subject. "I would like a plain room. Not too elaberate."
Falin d20=5 Tuesday August 10th, 2004 10:04:30 AM
Even though Falin is a bowman and able to create his own bows, which I might add are works of art, he can not deduce the balista is in poor condition.
"I'll stay in the mini-tower." Falin says with a grin.
Lucia Tuesday August 10th, 2004 10:05:44 AM
* That painting seems a little excitable. Can we put him out in the yard or something?*
Athalorn Tuesday August 10th, 2004 3:15:10 PM
The druid wanders still among the vegetation with his new companion, hoping he can get more than two word answers from the elf sometime soon. He sees the party on the roof, and waves as he rambles on about dill and tarragon and clematis.
Glannath Tuesday August 10th, 2004 3:17:23 PM
The eagle had found a quiet treetop to rest within, but is disturbed by noise from the roof of the nearby tower. Recognising the group as Athalorn's companions, he takes flight, and glides up to the battlements where he lands near Olana, recognising her as a woman of the forest. He cocks his head slightly as if listening to the party.
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 10th, 2004 5:09:25 PM
Bertram says quietly, "Friend Knara I will take a room that has no view. I do not mind. I am quite content to be surrounded by the stone of this ancient tower".
Figment d20=17 Tuesday August 10th, 2004 7:55:59 PM
With his extensive knowledge of architecture and engineering, the mage identifies the weaknesses throughout the structure and makes notes on the things he will need to oversee the repair of.
"This is Brusse. He's committed to protecting this place. He's a ghost.".
Olana Tuesday August 10th, 2004 9:47:23 PM
"What you really need - is a frame," the elf tells Valor with a sigh. "Then you must tell us where you'd like to be hung up."
She's in a pleasant, wistful mood, wandering about. She smiles at the eagle, but stops in her tracks as Brusse appears.
"Oh," she says as Figment explains, and stares at the ghost. "Hello."
Gunther Tuesday August 10th, 2004 11:49:27 PM
Gunther thinks about what type of quarters he'd like. Hopefully he'd be able to find himself a pet soon...so with all the training, maybe it'd be best for him to have a room on the first floor....hmmmm...might be best not to have a window... He speaks up. "I tink I vould like to train a new pet soon. Perhaps it might be best if I took a room on de first floor. Dough in de beginning I'll probably spend a lot of time outside...." Gunther scratches his chin thoughtfully. "I hope whoever stays next to me doesn't mind loud noises..."
Sorting Things Out -- DM Donna Wednesday August 11th, 2004 6:28:39 AM
This is a mostly OOC post for clarification of how the Tower is laid out:
1) The Main Floor holds the kitchen and public areas (a dining area and a sitting area.) It is the only floor that has an exit that leads out of the Tower at ground level.
2) The basement--accessible only through the kitchen--has a fresh water well and a few large, rolling storage bins. Olana and the others discovered a secret trapdoor in the southwest corner of the basement that leads to a point west of the Tower proper--apparently it's a passage that exits near the domicile of Rethus and Rainara. (Athalorn can describe the passage as being about eight feet in height at most spots and about five feet or so wide...just large enough for most humanoids to go through it single file.)
3) The first floor and the second floor are called so because they are the first and second Living Space floors...if you count up from the main (or ground) floor, they are actually the second and third floors of the Tower. However, all three levels have wooden walls that partition off the rooms, though their floors and the stairs are all made of stone. Since these interior walls are (relatively) easily moveable, K'Nara is of a mind to keep the layout within a bit safer for her group by making sure that everyone has at least one window in their respective rooms.
4) The roof--accessible through a trapdoor that is on the ceiling of the second living floor (or the floor of the roof, if you prefer)--is a forty-foot square open space...except for four "mini-towers", one in each corner of the Tower. These mini-towers are about twenty feet tall (making the true height of the Tower about fifty feet or so high)--and each is about 12 feet or so square. The interior space of each tower is about ll feet square, and each has an open doorway leading into it, with a ladder to each side of the doorway that leads up to a ledge about ten feet up off the floor. The ledge (stone, of course!) is about 2 feet deep or so--obviously an additional means of having defending archers man their windows, for the two walls of each tower that faces out onto the woods and/or road have six arrow-slit windows...three below the ledge and three above, making it possible for the Elves of old to man each mini-tower with at least twelve archers.
For those who have stated an interest--it IS possible to convert a mini-tower into living quarters...all it takes is time and money.
And the luck that you won't be needing the defensive properties of those mini-towers.
I'll be making an IC post after I get home from school today.
Lian Wednesday August 11th, 2004 6:51:37 AM
"Super. A ghost guard and a talking tapestry with attitude. This will certainly be an interesting home."
"Friends, I've been thinking. When we get the major things sorted out with the Tower, do you think it might be possible to open a combat training school in the courtyard for the locals of the Wood and City? It might serve to be an interesting experience." He smiles. "The school could serve as a way to fund the Tower. Besides, the elves of the Culver might enjoy training with a human Bladesinger." His smile grows wider.
OOC: I suggest looking into the defensive and housing capabilities of the mini-towers. :)
Meet Brusse -- DM Donna d20=18 d20=13 Wednesday August 11th, 2004 1:39:39 PM
K'Nara guffaws at her sword's comment, but coughs to cover it up. Once on the roof, K'Nara easily tells that the ancient ballista there is going to make a fine pile of firewood for the kitchen. Upon seeing Brusse--and hearing Figment's introduction of the ex-Elf--she blinks in surprise...especially when the soldier marches forward, presents arms in his inimitable Elven style, and gives the tall redhead a salute.
"Ma'am! Thauramec Brusse, Commander, leader of the Nighthawk Squad, reporting for duty, ma'am!" he says formally. "What are your orders, ma'am?"
For a moment K'Nara looks completely stunned--for all the discipline one had to go through in order to follow the path of the bladesinger, K'Nara was the last person in The Wold who conducted herself with a military bent. She recalled--thanks to Figment--the warning about the ghost that the council hadn't had the heart to remove from the Tower--Brusse had to be it.
"At...ease, Commander." K'Nara says, thinking a bit before speaking again. "Your duty, so far, has been to patrol the Tower and its grounds..?"
"Ma'am, just the Tower, ma'am!" Brusse replies in an overloud military manner. The living human suppresses a wince and nods.
"Very well, then, Commander Brusse," K'Nara says, "Your new duties will be expanded to patrolling the Tower grounds. Should you ever encounter any person who is not now present--" She gestures around the assemblage, indicating the Talons and Rainara, "--as well as the two who are now prowling the garden--" The woman warrior leans a bit and looks down at where Rethus is still answering Athalorn in but two-word phrases.
"Ma'am! I have seen the ones called Athalorn and Rethus, and I know them on sight, ma'am!" confirms Brusse in his over-enthusiastic military way.
"Yes, well, if you spot anyone not of our present group, or anything that is not natural to these woods, you will immediately inform me. If I am asleep, you will immediately inform anyone of our group who is awake and then wake me up to tell me. If I am not occupying the Tower when you make your discovery...use your best judgement."
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!" Brusse acknowledges, saluting. "Am I dismissed, ma'am? I would like to start my duties, ma'am."
"Yes...go on...go ahead...dismissed!" K'Nara says, rolling her eyes as Brusse doesn't budge until she officially dismisses him. The ghost salutes smartly, then floats down through the trap door and out of sight.
"Apparently, we have a watch dog." the human jokes with a relieved smile as she turns to the others. "Now that THAT is settled...how about we have a quick dinner and then sack out in the Tower..? We can discuss exactly how we'd like to rehab the interior over the next few days."
"You'll definitely have to lay out some serious gold..." advises Valor from the painting, "...you simply cannot skimp when it comes to home comforts! And the staff--you really MUST add staff...a chatelaine, a bootblack, a few potboys, at least one decent chamber ensemble..." Once more, the painted wizard begins to reel off a list of the finer things in his past life.
(OOC: Make any particular requests or suggestions about what kind of living quarters you'd like to see for your PC. Spellcasters all get to voice an opinion on how to stock the magic laboratory, too. Any other special addendums or extras--speak now or miss the next episode of Extreme Makeover--the Tower Edition!)
Athalorn Wednesday August 11th, 2004 2:47:57 PM
Athalorn pauses in his horticultural ramblings, then thinks to himself. "Rethus, is there a sufficient group of trees in the grounds that I might make a temporary home for myself? I miss my grove, and might need someplace similar. I will of course tend to it myself, and help you in tending the grounds. If there is no such place, I will make my home as best I can on the ground floor of the tower."
Glannath Wednesday August 11th, 2004 2:49:34 PM
The eagle hops along the wall, closer to the party, as if joining in the conversation.
Figment Wednesday August 11th, 2004 8:43:22 PM
The mage goes back down into the lab areas and begins to determine the best stuff to get stocked. He marks shelves for spell components, determines flasks, vials, beakers and everything else he can think of that he'll need. He also makes sure there is room for a library of books. He consults Ingrge to determine the best course of action to combine parts of their work and separate other parts.
Ingrge Wednesday August 11th, 2004 10:23:43 PM
Joining Figmant in the Lab, ingrge makes some suggestions as to storage and set up.
Olana Thursday August 12th, 2004 12:55:58 AM
If possible, Olana wants a room with a view, preferrably that looks out toward the forest, where she can sit on the window ledge at night, and take in the fresh air.
"Why would you want a bootblack and potboys?" she asks the painting. "We'd be tripping up over all those people. Personally I like a bit of peace and quiet, but I suspect you've had a bit too much of that, lately, huh?"
Walking over toward the Glannath, she whispers - "And where will your eyrie be, I wonder? Or have you got one already, somewhere?"
At some point, she'll pop her head around the door of Figment and Ingrge's "den".
"Should I start bringing that treasure haul up, then you can figure it all out?" If they say yes, she'll ask Gunther to help, if he doesn't mind.
Falin Thursday August 12th, 2004 3:01:15 AM
"I would still like to live in one of the towers. I get to enjoy the outdoors and the view. Plus, I am an archer. I would be of more use." says Falin walking to the closest tower.
"As long as the tower can be outfitted to be shelter from the elements I will be fine. Besides, if it gets too bad I can always come down into the tower proper."
Lian Thursday August 12th, 2004 3:50:22 AM
The monk just stares at the ghost, without a word. He's glad there is a guardian that is loyal to the Tower and it's Red-headed General.
"I'd like a top floor room, or a mini-tower room when its built, with a window facing the forest. There are windows, right? Unless one of our resident horticulturalists has objection to it and would like it themselves. If so, I'll take a room with a window facing the stables... we DO have stables, right?" He thinks for a moment. "Stablehands... a few young folk from the forest. Maybe a willing fey."
[OOC: Lian would like it simple. A bench, large wooden table, two chairs, a small punching bag, a large punching bag, pull up bars, weapon rack (or large cabinet) for various weapons, a nice firm bed and room enough to move around freely... and sound proofing if necessary. This will be a sparring room as well as his quarters. Would like the Second Floors large corner room, not connected to other rooms, for meditation purposes.]
Brother Bertram Thursday August 12th, 2004 4:32:23 AM
Bertram listens to his friends dream aloud and smiles, but his attention strays back to the mini-towers and their condition.
Gunther Thursday August 12th, 2004 8:34:05 AM
The warrior gladly accepts the assignment to help bring up all the loot. He doesn't really care which room he gets...he'd spent plenty of times in caves and the like, so even a room without a window wouldn't be a problem for him. Gunther once again turns his thoughts toward obtaining a pet. He wonders what type of potential preditors could be found in the surrounding forests, and whether the druid would be disturbed by him removing it....perhaps an abandoned kitten or cub could be found...
Discussing Home Sweet Home -- DM Donna Thursday August 12th, 2004 4:53:48 PM OUTSIDE: Rethus thinks for a moment and gestures to the druid.
"This way." he says, walking north of where the secret passage exits. In only a few moments, Athalorn finds himself in a rather nice grotto ringed with old-growth Fairylace trees. On the northern side of the glade is a hill that slopes up sharply. A babbling brook tumbles down from on high--right past a nice-sized opening in the rocky hill--before it meanders southeast and out of the grotto.
"How's this?" Rethus asks the human.
INSIDE (or, at least, on the Roof of the Tower): K'Nara nods and herds everyone downstairs.
"Rainara--I do believe your husband said something about stew..?" she asks the Elven cook.
"Already made, actually...I'll go and fetch it forth, Mistress." Rainara answers and hastens away.
"Meanwhile let's all help Olana with unloading the cart..." K'Nara suggests. Meanwhile, Valor happily begins explaining exactly WHY it is that any landowner with ANY prestige must have a minimum of two dozen staff members. He continues his allocution unchecked (and mostly unheard) when Olana props the painting up over the mantel of the large fireplace on the main floor. Strangely enough, the canvas doesn't roll back up, but remains more or less open.
The group makes short work of the treasure to be unloaded. Rainara returns from her home with a large kettle of stew in front of her, courtesy of a Floating Disc spell.
The Talons sit down to enjoy their first dinner during their first night at their very own Tower. During the dinner, K'Nara discusses the fact that--when she'd been fetched away by Greymalkin--she'd had a few nicely-priced magic items (although none of them were truly ones that the group could use) that she'd sold for almost 20,000gp.
"We can use that money to fix the Tower up." K'Nara suggests. "Convert those mini-towers into living spaces...help outfit the lab...fix that outer wall--we could even build a stable-cum-outbuilding for the horses and any other animals that we may happen to adopt." She looks at Gunther as she says this.
"Your specialty is to train animals..?" K'Nara asks him. "We could spread the word with the elves of the area to be on the lookout for orphan or abandoned animals, if you have a preference for a certain type..?"
OOC: A caveat: the map I inherited is not the best, but (as a designer) I will be rearranging the floor plan to the living floors of the Tower. Each of those floors will end up having three bedrooms (each will have at least one window) and a "leftover room". The leftover rooms would be perfect for being the spellcasters' library/lab and for being that training/meditation room. You just need to work out which floor what room will be on: living floor 1 or living floor 2?
The configurations for the mini-towers will be slightly different than on the basic map as well. I'm drafting the layout and should be able to forward the new maps of each floor this weekend.
Anyone taking a mini-tower will be able to create (in effect) a loft-type arrangement; the bottom room of the tower will be about twelve and a half feet square; the loft part of it will have the equivalent living space of about a ten-foot-square room. The loft can only be reached by using a ladder--if you try to build stairs or anything, the steps will take up entirely too much room on both levels to have any truly useable space left over.
Athalorn Friday August 13th, 2004 5:56:29 AM
The druid smiles warmly at Rethus when he sees the glade, his eyes growing distant. "It reminds me of my grove. If you have no objection then Rethus, I would very much like to make this a temporary home for myself."
At lunch, he tells the Talons that he plans to make his abode in the glade in the grounds. "Please use which ever would have been my room for your own purposes."
At talk of training an animal, Athalorn listens closely to Gunther. He carries on eating the stew, waiting to hear what the warrior has to say before making any judgement.
Glannath Friday August 13th, 2004 5:57:36 AM
The eagle stays where he is on the roof of the tower while the others return inside.
Gunther Friday August 13th, 2004 8:53:58 AM
The warrior digs into to the meal with perhaps too much gusto. That was one thing he was going to get used to being around others... these "manners" things.
The large warrior positively beams as K'nara mentions the stable and then asks about his profession. "Vell, in de past, my kitties have slept vith me... If you don't vant dem in de Tower, perhaps I can sleep outside vith dem. And yes...I train animals...dat is how I have earned a living in de past. I've trained all types of animals for oders..." He looks up at the druid...hoping he's not upsetting the fellow. "It is not goot to break up de families, so as you mentioned ma'am...I vould take de orphans and veak, bring dem back to health and train dem...at least dat is vat I did in de Scaab. You'd be amazed at how much a vell trained kitty vill sell for... But I alvays made sure dey got goot homes. Vonce I heard dat von of my clients beat de leopard dat I sold him. It took me several veeks to hunt him down...let's just say dat he doesn't adventure any more." Gunther's grim countenance attests to his intense feelings toward animal cruety. "Anyvay...for my personal pets, I really prefer de kitties...tigers, lynx, leopards... I doubt you have many tigers in des parts...perhaps von day I vill take a little trip and find me anoder." Gunther looks around to see how his comments are received before boring anyone further with his passion for animals.
Olana Friday August 13th, 2004 12:46:29 PM
Once the loot has been piled in or just outside Figment's and Ingrge's den, Olana pauses, her eyes taking in each item. Wow...
Ring (magical- abjur- faint aura) Ring (magical-abjur- faint aura) Ring (magical-trans - moderate aura) Water Walking
Wand (magical Divin- moderate aura) Wand (magical Evoca- moderate aura) Candles - Invocation Staff - of Life - no charges Wand - Restoration 10th level 10 charges
Deck of Cards (magical illus - moderate aura) Headband (magical trans- moderate aura) Bag (magical conjur- moderate aura) Beaten up old Lamp (magical conjur- strong aura)* see below
Scroll with 4 spells -- Remove Curse, Ice storm, Remove Curse, Greater Invis. Scroll with 3 spells -- Dispel magic (3) Scroll with 4 spells -- Rock to Mud, Mud to Rock, Permanency, Wall of Force Scroll with 5 spells -- Raise Dead, Greater Dispel Magic, Heal (3)
A moving/talking portrait of an Elven mage(magical conjur- moderate aura) Solid Ruby Music Box (with an animated miniature quartet inside) (magical - moderate aura) Jeweled Gloves (non magical) Golden Rapier (non magical) Crystal Telescope (non magical)
Back downstair, she eats her stew quietly, and listens to the general talk.
Lian Friday August 13th, 2004 9:21:13 PM
The monk savours the good stew and nice glass of clean cold water. Both he hasn't had for a VERY long time. He tries to pick up a stray word or two from the conversation, though, what he hears is still spotty at best. Occassionally he'll ask, "What was that?" If he thinks it was a question directed at him.
Falin Saturday August 14th, 2004 2:00:35 AM
"How is it that you got into training animals?" Falin asks Gunter between bites.
Dinner Conversation -- DM Donna Saturday August 14th, 2004 8:13:49 AM
"Ahhh...I'm not surprised there's a habitable cave nearby," K'Nara tells Athalorn, "It's not TOO far away from the Tower..? We wouldn't want to have you be too late to help us should we need you--or vice versa." Then the enthusiastic beastmaster comes up with several choices of possible trainees.
"Hmmm..." K'Nara mulls over the information Gunther told her, "...not sure exactly what we have by way of felines here in the Culverwood, Gunther, but we'll just have to wait and see. Meanwhile, we can also put out feelers in the City to see if there are any possibilities there, as well." The woman warrior nods as Olana gives her the inventory of items the group got from the latter part of their foray into Fae Skeimir.
"You two will be wanting to Identify all that stuff, no doubt..?" K'Nara asks of Figment and Ingrge. "We'll have the time to do it, I daresay." She then eyes Lian, whose damaged hearing keeps getting triggered by the occasional loud comment made by that painting that Olana seems to be rather attached to.
"No, Lian--it's only Valor!" K'Nara says directly to the monk. "He's going on about having proper scullery maids...again..." She leans over and asks Brother Bertram if there is nothing he can do about Lian's slight impairment?
"I think this malady may be beyond you, good Brother, but I need to ask just in case." K'Nara admits.
The redheaded leader of the Talons looks around the dinner table once more, nodding at Falin as he, too, asks Gunther about his chosen livelihood. After Gunther answers, K'Nara returns once more to the as-yet-unanswered question she'd asked at the start of the meal:
"So...shall we use that extra money I got as a Tower Improvement fund...or divide it up?" she asks. "Whether we do that or not, we will have to return to the City to get some craftspeople to inspect the building and give us estimates as to how much it will cost and how long it will take to whip the place into shape for us."
After people tell K'Nara their opinions, the party can sack out for the night--you can either "camp out" in the courtyard (lovely night for it); have a "slumber party" setup in the sitting area of the main floor; or try sleeping in any of the rooms of the Tower--you will have to use your bedrolls still, though--the only furniture to be found is on the main floor.
Figment Saturday August 14th, 2004 11:28:43 AM
The mage decides to weigh in on several comments. "K'Nara, Ingrge and I will begin the process of identifying this stuff. We'll find out what it is and then we can decide what we wish to do with it. Also, I would highly suggest we go to the elves for our craftsmen as I think it in our best interst to not allow the city to know much about our place - or that we are even in it. We also need to see about getting these curses lifted. I love food but eating twice as much is just too much work!".
After the conversation and dinner the mage compliments the elven woman on her cooking and retires to his room to begin work (OOC: I have some more info than Olana wrote. I'll post it later).
Figment Saturday August 14th, 2004 11:43:35 AM
The mage begins his work on the items with the help of Ingrge. e does not stop until he gets them all identified or determines he can't identify them. He also states to the group about the treasure. "I think a portion of any treasure (e.g. coinage) that we take as we adventure should be used for maintaining and improving our home. I think we still need to get some of our own money as well for our own use. Here's what I have so far..."
Ring (magical- abjur- faint aura) Ring (magical-abjur- faint aura) Ring (magical-trans - moderate aura) Water Walking
Wand (magical Divin- moderate aura) Wand (magical Evoca- moderate aura) Candles - Invocation Staff - of Life - no charges Wand - Restoration 10th level 10 charges
Deck of Cards (magical illus - moderate aura) Headband of Intellect +2 Bag (magical conjur- moderate aura) Beaten up old Lamp Efreti Lamp * see below
Scroll with 4 spells -- Remove Curse, Ice storm, Remove Curse, Greater Invis. Scroll with 3 spells -- Dispel magic (3) Scroll with 4 spells -- Rock to Mud, Mud to Rock, Permanency, Wall of Force Scroll with 5 spells -- Raise Dead, Greater Dispel Magic, Heal (3)
A moving/talking portrait of an Elven mage(magical conjur- moderate aura) Solid Ruby Music Box (with an animated miniature quartet inside) (magical - moderate aura) Jeweled Gloves (non magical) Golden Rapier (non magical) Crystal Telescope (non magical)
Falin Saturday August 14th, 2004 11:56:34 AM
Leaning back and patting his belly, "I think we should use it to fix up the building. And I would have to agree with Figment. I do not like the attitude the town is exuding right now. I think we should stick with the elves and the other friends in the forest we may have. A few of us may have some crafting skills we could use as well."
Brother Bertram Sunday August 15th, 2004 6:31:15 AM
Bertram examines the mini-towers with an eye towards defense.
Athalorn Sunday August 15th, 2004 10:27:46 AM
The druid appreciates Gunther's concern not to offend his own values. "I can see that you have no tolerance for cruelty to your animals, and if you really would look to foster an orphaned creature then you will find no objection from me. I have seen many a cruel master to animals and also many a kind one. If you are indeed the latter, my good friend, I would gladly help you look after it." He pauses, and seems about to go on, but trusts in Gunthers character enough to leave anything else unsaid.
The druid continues eating hungrily, and joins in the conversation again when it turns to their new home. "Indeed, K'Nara, I will make sure I am close enough to the tower in case of problems we may have. But Glannath is a good eye for me in the treetops, and would warn me of danger long before we would otherwise know. For tonight, if you people don't mind, I will tend to my new home under the stars."
He makes one more input to the conversation, chuckling to himself. "I wholeheartedly agree with you Figment. This extra height I have is causing me a headache. Literally. Already twice this day I have banged my head on ceilings that seem lower than they ought to be. We must find someone who can help us."
OOC Reminder --DM Donna Monday August 16th, 2004 5:37:58 AM
Last chance to have your character weigh in on how the "extra" money will be utilized...please let K'Nara know whether your PC wants the money or wants the Tower to get a general rehab.
Olana Monday August 16th, 2004 1:19:40 PM
Munching on stew, the elf nods her head at suggestions to get rid of the curses, and use some of the treasure to fix up the place. It wasn't that she minded about her white hair, but others had taken stiffer penalties from the skeleton's kiss, and it would be nice to get back to normal.
There's Even Dessert -- DM Donna Monday August 16th, 2004 6:14:41 PM
K'Nara considers Figment's point about not letting the City dwellers know about where the Talons are.
"You have a very good point there, Figment." she agrees. "We will forego trips to the City, then...although I don't think we're likely to find any tiger kittens elsewhere in this area of The Wold."
"Tye-grrr?" echoes Rainara uncertainly.
"Oh, yes--tiger...it's a very big feline that has black and orange stripes--I've heard that some have regularly hunted humanoids like Elves and Humans for food." K'Nara explains, though it's clear that she, herself, only just barely knows a very little about the species. The elderly Elven woman suddenly brightens.
"You mean a version of the stahkkar?" Rainara asks. The human female sits, looking nonplussed for a moment, then shakes her cauled head.
"Oh, riiiiight--of course! A stahkkar! I should have remembered!" K'Nara said, sounded exasperated with herself. She looks at Rainara curiously.
"They're very rare, though, aren't they, Rainara?"
"You DO have to go deep into the Culverwood to have a chance at seeing any, Mistress," the cook agrees, picking up used plates as she speaks, "But they aren't as rare as they used to be--it's just that stahkkars are masters of camouflage! It's quite possible some live relatively nearby--but their coloring, you know..." Rainara's voice trails off as she walks to the kitchen with her load.
"Stahkkars..." K'Nara explains to Gunther, "...are not quite so big as these tigers I've heard mentioned...maybe about 30 inches or so at the shoulder, though some can come bigger. They are native to the Culverwood and very, very hard to spot--because where your tiger has orange and black and white...the stakkar has green and gray and yellow. Extremely difficult to see in the middle of a living, green forest."
"Both Rethus and I have kin and friends throughout most of the forest, Mistress," Rainara says as she returns, "We can notify them of what Master Gunther here seeks--and the help you wish to restore the Tower of Saryd to its former glory. None but the forest population will ever know of it."
"Sounds good to me, Rainara...thank you." K'Nara says, nodding.
"Now...I shall go get the brosia." Rainara says with a smile. "I just managed to get the ingredients together for an impromptu dessert."
"Dessert..????" K'Nara's expression speaks volumes. Indeed--when WAS the last time any of the Talons had time for dessert?
"Something else besides aid in restoring the Tower is aid in lifting your curses." K'Nara says, the euphoria from before fleeing as she looks quite somber and guilt-ridden. It's clear that the female fighter still deeply regrets not being with her group when they could have used her support.
The brosia, however, is delicious enough to take anyone's mind off guilt-trips: berries, fruit and whipped cream mixed together in a cool and airy concoction that leaves one quite satisfied--Rainara is more than happy to share the recipe with anyone who asks.
After dinner, the Talons pick where they will sleep for the night (K'Nara unfurls her own bedroll right by the cheery fireplace) and make plans on what they will be doing with their downtime while trying to get their Elven connections to work for them.
OOC: I'll need for Ingrge and Figment to tell me EXACTLY what items they'd like to try to Identify and in what order. Everyone else can post what they're planning to do when certain craftspeople stop by the Tower after the word spreads through the Culverwood about what the Talons would like to do.
Lian Monday August 16th, 2004 8:14:17 PM
The monk gladly excepts the dessert. "Thank you."
He tries VERY hard to capture a word or two more of the conversation about the beasts of the wood. "Aw yes, I heard something of those prowlers when I was home. I wasn't supposed to leave the monastery after dark when I was a child." He smiles. "I never saw anything to be afraid of while I crept about."
Figment Monday August 16th, 2004 9:03:59 PM
The mage begins at the top of the list (as posted) and starts working down. He performs 7 identify's per day until complete. (OOC: He's not stopping until he gets them all. Since we have free time I would expect he could get it done within a few days).
Gunther Monday August 16th, 2004 10:55:59 PM
The man listens with an interest that borders upon mania at the exchange between K'nara and Rainara. Shining eyes fix on Rainara as Gunther gulps down dessert. "Is dere anyvon who can show me von of des stakkars? Dey sound beautiful. I vould love to just see von."
As talk turns to lifting of the curses, Gunther shrugs. "I vill help vith de lifting of your curses, but I'm beginning to like de look of my own von personally." Grinning, Gunther runs his fingers through his all white hair, which oddly enough almost compliments his dark brown tanned body.
Gunther heads up to the first living floor for the night choosing room #4...since it is the farthest from the stair case. Suddenly finding the need for a little alone time, the large man curls up in the darkest corner of the room and lays down on the bare stone floor, somehow finding comfort in the simplicity of it all. As he drifts off to sleep, Gunther dreams of searching for stakkars in Culverwood and the joy of the manual labor that is sure to come his way as the Elves and the Talons refurbish their new home.
Falin Tuesday August 17th, 2004 3:12:01 AM
"The dinner was astounding and the desert was divine." Falin says with a wink towards the chef.
After sleeping in the outdoors for so many years he finds it difficult to sleep inside so much. "I am going to sleep under the stars tonight." He says with a smile. Although he still has a bit of a paranoia streak. "I'll be on the roof."
And with that Falin dashes up the stairs to settle in for the evening.
Lucia Tuesday August 17th, 2004 3:12:58 AM
* I think we need an armory so we have someplace to store your "other" magical weapons.
Athalorn Tuesday August 17th, 2004 6:29:48 AM
The druid listens intently to talk of the stahkkars. "They are timid creatures, and rare it is that a human has even laid eyes on one of these beasts, Gunther. But if you are that desperate to adopt a cub in need, I will see what the Culverwood can tell me."
Athalorn sleeps outside in his grove.
OOC: Sorry Donna, did you want us to give an idea of what the characters will be doing over the next few days? If so: Over the days, Athalorn will spend some time tending to his adopted grove in the grounds. He will also spend some time in eagle form with Glannath scouting the Culverwood for trouble. Indeed, one day they will visit his real grove and tend to that. On their trips to the wood, Athalorn will speak with friendly creatures to see if they know of abandoned cubs for Gunther.
If you didn't want this sort of post - I apologise - just ignore me !
Getting Down to Business...and Pleasure -- DM Donna Tuesday August 17th, 2004 3:04:53 PM
K'Nara, Lian and Athalorn don't have too much more to add to the existing information on stahkkars--the cats reach about 30 inches at the shoulder on average, resembling small tigers and weigh about 200 to 250 pounds or so. They are nocturnal hunters, love swimming in water and can be found alone, in pairs, or (at most) as a family group of mother, father and current cubs (from 1 to 4.) After two years, cubs are on their own and the parents mate again.
Everyone goes to bed in their various places...and K'Nara gets a pre-dawn wake up call from Brusse the ghostly sentry: all is well. Good thing she was up for her regular bladesinger training anyhow.
Rainara and Rethus help the Talons to settle in. A makeshift, very simple corral is made to keep the horses from wandering. K'Nara announces that she's thought about it and would like to take Bedroom #2 on the first living level.
"Since most of you have been asking about converting the mini-towers, we're going to be able to use some of the other bedrooms for guest quarters...maybe one of them can even be a small armory." K'Nara points out.
Over the next few days, Figment, Ingrge...and even K'Nara manage to Identify the items the party managed to acquire--an impressive haul whose details will be discussed via emails amongst the players.
Visitors arrive at the Tower about three days after the group first arrives. A half-elf who could be as young as in her thirties or as old as perhaps her sixties approaches the Tower with several other females in tow.
"I am Lera, of Lera's Living Interiors." the sandy-haired woman introduces herself. "I've heard that you wish to make the Tower of Saryd...habitable once more..?" The decorator proceeds to have her assistants show the Talons a series of drawings and sketches about how to fix up the Tower, including a plan to subcontract the stonework to a clan of Dwarves who live a bit northeast of the area.
Lera says that the 20,000gp fund will be a very good start. Fixing the outer wall and recreating a working portcullis will cost about 3000gp. If the group wishes a stable, it, too, can be made of stone for another 3900gp. (There would be enough room for not only the horses, but a tack room, storage and a "parking bay" for the cart.)
Lera says she needs more time to work up an estimate for any other outbuilding--especially if Gunther has an eye towards training big cats.
K'Nara points out that the group will have to go into the City, not only to access the money that she's been holding onto for the group, but also to find buyers for some of the unwanted magic items as well.
(OOC: remember, you have to post which room in the Tower you would like as your PC's bedroom. Posting additional items or such for your PC's Wish List would be desired as well. Rainara & Rethus will assist in getting in touch with the different craftspeople the PCs will need.)
Olana Tuesday August 17th, 2004 3:41:53 PM
After dinner, and after thanking Rainara, Olana bounds up to the third level/floor and bunks down there for the night.
(( Room #3 on third level, (second) floor, if thats possible. Donna after 9 years, I've just weaned myself onto calling the ground and first floors - first and second, in American fashion, and now this! LOL))
Ingrge Tuesday August 17th, 2004 4:58:20 PM
Working with Figment and occasionally K'nara Ingrge memorizes as many Identify spells a day that he can and gets down to work. During the time between he sets up his things in 2nd floor #2.
Figment Tuesday August 17th, 2004 9:22:43 PM
The mage takes Room #4 on the 2nd living floor and suggests that Room #3 serve as their lab and library.
Lian Wednesday August 18th, 2004 3:31:46 AM
"I think that Brusse and the folks here should have a say in what happen to the Tower, since they've been here longer than us. They may know what needs help first."
Discussions of All Kinds -- DM Donna Wednesday August 18th, 2004 6:43:56 AM
K'Nara smirks at Lucia's pointed comment about the "need" to store any other magic weapons elsewhere. Is that jealousy the redhead is hearing in the favored sword's voice? Heh heh.
Lian's suggestion about including the Themols and Brusse immediately sets off Valor from within his picture, since who other than he truly knows the proper way to design and refurbish such an elegant Elven landmark as the Tower of Saryd...? The animated wizard begins a long, rambling list of "must haves" that seem to include a ballroom and an audience chamber, amongst other sites.
Fortunately for everyone, Rainara whispers something and makes a gesture--and the painting suddenly loses sound.
"I took it upon myself to cast a Silence spell directly in front of the fireplace, Mistress." the elderly elf explains. K'Nara grins and immediately proposes that the group remembers to give Rainara a bonus come payday.
Uninterrupted by the talkative picture, the Talons are (so far) able to hammer out the following room assignments:
First Living Level: Room 1--picked by Lian for an unstated purpose Room 2--picked by K'Nara as her quarters Room 3--free Room 4--picked by Gunther as his quarters
Second Living Level: Room 1--free Room 2--picked by Ingrge for his quarters Room 3--picked by Olana for her quarters Room 4--picked by Figment for his quarters
Mini-Towers on Roof: NE Tower--free SE Tower--free SW Tower--free NW Tower--free
Nearby Grotto: picked by Athalorn for his quarters
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K'Nara nudges Figment when he states his choice for the magic lab/library.
"Olana picked that room for her quarters first," she points out, "Besides--Room 1 on the Second Living Level is bigger...it would be better for a laboratory-cum-library...more room, yes..?"
OOC: Don't forget to make your private d100 rolls for me with TODAY'S POST. He (or she) whom does not make this roll will get their roll made for them. You have 24 hours from the time that this post appears to make your d100 roll.
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 18th, 2004 10:29:44 AM
After considering the matter, Bertram look into takin a minitower as his his own. He examines them and considers the fact he needs time alone for morning devotions.
Athalorn Wednesday August 18th, 2004 11:11:14 AM
Athalorn carries on tending to the grotto - making it appear homely on the inside but from the exterior looks to be as wild as the rest of the surroundings.
Falin Wednesday August 18th, 2004 12:07:54 PM
Falin retires to the roof for the evening. He picks the North Eastern mini-tower. He looks over at Bertram and says, "I know how important it is for anyone to have quiet time I will not disturb you on the roof."
Gunther Wednesday August 18th, 2004 5:01:15 PM
Feeling totally at a loss with the decorators, Gunther fills his time alternating between strenuous workouts with his two-bladed sword and making little forays into the forest, just enjoying being surrounded by nature. He makes sure not to wander too far...he doesn't want to get permanently lost in Culverwood.
Ingrge Wednesday August 18th, 2004 6:36:49 PM
Just ocasionally poking his haed out of the doors while working on the items, Ingrge actually can sometimes be seen out in the walled area working and apparently talking? to his staff either that or he is trying to cast spells while he is also practicing his staff attacks. It is kind of hard to say but every so often as he makes a strike with his staff bolts of energy pop out of the end of the staff as well.
Olana Wednesday August 18th, 2004 6:49:52 PM
Olana paces back and forth in her room, wondering about this and that, occasionally wondering what the heck Ingrge is doing next door! Good job elves didn't need a lot of sleep. Leaning out of the window, she takes in the view. Maybe she could set up a target, down in the trees, and fire her arrows out the window for practice. Hmmm...
Figment d100=49 Wednesday August 18th, 2004 8:12:34 PM
The mage contnues his work and acknowledges Olana's choice too - with proper apology, of course.
Lian Wednesday August 18th, 2004 10:29:58 PM
OOC: Aw yes, and it was supposed to be the second floor, room #1. :)
Lian Wednesday August 18th, 2004 10:32:07 PM
The elf looks at the painting, thinking out loud, "By the Gods, I hope your not an ancient ancester of mine! Doormat."
Group Business -- DM Donna d100=27 d100=30 d20=20 d20=6 d20=7 d20=4 d20=16 d20=8 Thursday August 19th, 2004 6:13:12 AM
This is an OOC post to finish up the business of rolling to see what order you people go in to pick items from that lovely loot list of yours.
I will roll for Lian...the result is 27.
Now I will roll to see what the target number is:
The target number is 30.
I will now take this matter to email.
I will post for the game after I get home from school.
Famous Last Words -- DM Donna d20=20 d20=18 Thursday August 19th, 2004 3:21:18 PM
Lera and her crew are almost regulars at the Tower these days--they are efficient and have been able to procure some very well-made beds that are just the right sizes and comfort levels for each of the Talons in the Tower. They even got Athalorn a very sturdy hammock for use in his cave, if he should wish it.
The Rocksteady Clan of Dwarves have come to the Tower. They surveyed the work that needs to be done, and confirm Lera's initial estimate. They offer a bit of a discount: they will repair the outer wall, build a nice stone stable and repoint the fireplace for a total of 6000gp. K'Nara believes it to be a good deal.
It's mid-morning outside in the northern courtyard of the Tower--K'Nara is sparring with Gunther, showing the man the difference between the usual technique of using a bastard sword with two hands and her ever-evolving bladesinger technique. Rethus and Athalorn are harvesting some herbs for Rainara, while the other Talons are also doing anything from tending to the horses to practicing archery to just enjoying the sunshine of the day.
Suddenly...
...out of sky, flying as though the demons of the Abyss were on his tail, comes none other than Glannath!
Everyone in the party must make a Spot check vs. DC12. Those making it--such as Glannath, who got the natural 20 I rolled above, and K'Nara, whose roll is 18--will notice that just about everything on wings is flying out of the area as fast as their individual vanes can take them...all types of animals...mostly birds, but quite a few larger winged things, too: giant insects, some cockatrices, a few sprites, a couple of giant owls, a flock of stirges--there's even a beast that looks like the strangest cross between an eagle and a horse! (OOC: Intelligence check versus DC15 to recognize a hippogriff.)
"What the bloody blue h*ll is going on here???" the leader of the Emerald Talons demands, stopping and staring at the massive aerial exodus.
Lian d20+13=29 d20+2=4 Thursday August 19th, 2004 3:30:59 PM
The elf just stands in awe of the mass of flocking aerial retreat. (Spot 29, Int 4...aw well...)
"Whao!"
Athalorn d20+18=28 Thursday August 19th, 2004 3:43:06 PM
Athalorn almost senses that his companion approaches with haste, and upon looking up from the herbs that he gathers clearly sees the mass of other winged creatures in the distance.
Suddenly panicked for his friend, he calls Glannath to him with a shout - trying to calm the eagle as he approaches.
Ingrge spot d20+8=19 Int d20+4=5 Thursday August 19th, 2004 8:39:02 PM
Still practicing utside and making the dwarves occasionally flinch as things get hairied, Ingrge takes a moment off as the sky is suddenly filled with fleeing avian life. Looking up the sun flashes him right in the eyes and he doesn't even see the hippogriff, (nat 1) otherwise he would have been able to reminisce about the one time he got to ride one.
Falin d20=8 d20+2=6 Friday August 20th, 2004 3:11:36 AM
Falin sees nothing and continues to fire his bow. That is until he hears his comrades commenting on the skies. He then looks up with his hand out to protect from the sun.
Figment d20=16 d20=9 Friday August 20th, 2004 6:14:19 AM
The mage spends his time studying the new magic, learning from the elves and looking around the forest for new herbs for his cooking, tailoring his fine clothes, and a good portion of his time riding Jux. It's been too long...
As the forest air explodes in movement he begins looking around "What in the Wold...".
Gunther d20+1=16 d20+1=5 Friday August 20th, 2004 8:56:34 AM
Gunther very much enjoys his sparring time with K'nara. She was much stronger than she looked, and his arms were already tired from fending off her blows...
Gunther looks up and spots the aerial migration, though he can't figure out what the strange animal is. Looking over at K'nara, the warrior tenses. "Dis is very strange!! Someting must have disturbed dem... And it must be someting very bad to make dat ting leave!!"
Glannath Friday August 20th, 2004 1:04:36 PM
The eagle gives out a shrill cry of alarm, then dives rapidly out of the sky and lands alongside Athalorn. The eagle looks very alarmed.
(Simon can he land on your arm or is he too big for that now?)
Olana d20+2=12 d20+13=25 Friday August 20th, 2004 1:13:21 PM
Approaching the Tower after a jog through the trees, Olana speeds up, glancing upward every once in a while. What was happening? By the looks of it something was scaring everything out of the trees - but what? Even that whatchamacallit horse thingy was on the wing.
The Eyefull Tower -- DM Donna d20=19 Friday August 20th, 2004 5:15:08 PM
K'Nara's jaw drops as the large magical beastie flaps hurriedly past the Tower--not even bothering to stop to drool over the horses.
"That's a hippogriff, by the Abyss!" she says to Gunther, amazed. "They never run from anything..." The redhead stops and her hazel eyes narrow. "...not unless it's bigger than they are..."
K'Nara's head swivels about, then she nods and takes off towards the door to the Tower at top speed.
"They're all flying away from something--something we need to see from up in the air..!!!" she yells for all to hear as she makes for the Tower interior...
(OOC: I'll be posting again tomorrow and perhaps even Sunday to move the answer to this intriguing mystery closer to revelation.)
Lian Friday August 20th, 2004 5:32:06 PM
The monk scrambles up the stairs, making for the roof.
Athalorn d20+18=36 d20+18=22 Saturday August 21st, 2004 8:12:02 AM
When Glannath lands next to the druid, (Jan, he's too big now to land on his arm - medium size ) Athalorn leans down and tries to calm the eagle with soothing whispers. Then, turning into an Eagle himself, Athalorn takes to the sky, flying in the direction Glannath came from. He scans the forest for the source of the commotion (Spot 36, Listen 22)
Brother Bertram Saturday August 21st, 2004 10:46:26 AM
Bertram grabs his axe preparing for the whatever might be coming this way.
Lookin' for Clues -- DM Donna d20=19 Saturday August 21st, 2004 1:52:49 PM
Both K'Nara and Lian begin a mad dash up through the Tower, rushing by Brusse as he descends from the third floor to the second--practically dispersing him in their haste to reach the roof.
By the time they reach the roof, K'Nara is swearing.
"I should have grabbed that telescope on the way up!" she fumes, but continues to push the roof access door up (ooc: Strength Check 19) and go onto the roof. As they do so, they see that the spur-of-the-moment migration is still continuing.
Athalorn, now aloft and winging his way southwest, has to dive, swoop and bank several times as the animals of the Culverwood flee past him. The birds of the forest are all shrieking, cawing, trilling and/or screaming the same warning:
"Flee! Flee! Blue Death comes this way! Blue Death comes this way!!!"
Athalorn must make two checks: a Dexterity check versus DC15 to avoid a mid-air collision with any of the numerous winged beasts that are hurtling through the air towards him...and a Spot check versus DC15 (add any extra bonuses the druid's Avian shape may allow).
(OOC: if you can make that Spot check as soon a possible, the actual reveal will occur earlier than tomorrow's post.)
Falin Saturday August 21st, 2004 5:46:40 PM
Falin sprints to the roof after he sees the rest of his friends up there. After going through the open door to the roof he nocks an arrow in preparation for what might be coming.
Figment Saturday August 21st, 2004 7:19:37 PM
The mage casts Fly on himself and also takes to the air to see what he can see. He stays low enough as to not get hammered by flying things.
Lian Sunday August 22nd, 2004 4:34:37 AM
"Sorry Brusse!" Says the monk, just being polite to one of the staff.
The elf follows the leader up the stairs, coming onto the battlements to see the aerial exodus.
"By Domi. What could scare off so many creatures?! Something big no doubt."
He looks at K'Nara, and his expression flattens, "Parnoth!"
Athalorn d20+18=29 d20+2=18 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 5:19:43 AM
The druid continues flying through the maelstrom of creatures, still trying to see what was the cause of this, and trying in his mind to think what the 'blue death' might be. (Spot = 29)
As he flies, he somehow manages to weave in and out of the oncoming creatures without collision (Dex check = 18)
Storm Rider -- DM Donna d20=20 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 8:49:27 AM
Atop the Tower, K'Nara, Lian and Falin stand, eyes straining towards the southwest.
"Possible..." the human bladesinger concedes to the monk, "...but...Parnoth is in Emerald City--he'd be approaching from the southeast, and these things are flying at us from the southwest. Besides...Parnoth usually doesn't fly around in dragon form--unless it's an emergency. It causes too many of the citizenry to panic."
Figment is a mere twenty feet off the ground, and only (at best) maybe half the distance from the Tower that Athalorn has flown. If the human wizard truly wishes to see what the transformed druid can see, Figment will have to take the chance and climb up, higher, above most of the trees. Stay safe and see nothing, Figment--or go up, make a Dexterity check versus DC15 and then a Spot check versus DC15 to see what Athalorn now sees.
Athalorn climbs ever higher--finally managing his way up to where it is relatively free of fleeing avians...and sees--off in the distance--lightning lancing from the sky to the ground. No, wait--two sources of lightning...one a bit more north than the other.
No...wait...how in the heck can there be lightning striking from the sky, when it is a relatively clear, sunny day..??? Athalorn automatically focuses on where the bolts originated from (OOC: you got a natural 20--arrrrgh!)...and suddenly realizes exactly what the birds were terrified of and screaming about:
There are two blue dragons flying towards the Tower of Saryd--spitting deadly electricity as they approach!
It will take these dragons a mere two rounds at their present speed to reach the Tower.
Those on top of the Tower must make a Spot check versus DC15 to notice the two almost-simultaneous flashes of lightning way off in the distance.
Figment d20=20 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 9:22:23 AM
The mage decides to risk it and begins to fly upward into the sea of fleeing creatures to have a look (DC 20 - natural).
Figment d20=18 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 11:17:51 AM
(OOC: Spot Check that should have been made previously.)
Seeing the dragons and knowing exactly what they can do, the mage bolts straight for the tower issuing a warning:
"There are 2 blue dragons flying straight at us! Get our staff into the escape tunnel below and get ready for a fight!"
The mage flies straight down into the tower and grabs the efreet lamp - hoping it will be of some use.
(OOC from the DM: Figment will not be able to exit the Tower until the dragons he's warning everyone about are actually right at the Tower site.)
Lian d20+13=25 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 11:25:16 PM
The monk focuses. (Spot 25)
"That lightning is striking at a strange angle." Then he hears a single word, "...dragon..."
"Oh dear. I sure wish that ballista worked right now!! BERTRAM! INGRGE! TALONS! INCOMING!!!"
Falin d20+2=17 Sunday August 22nd, 2004 11:58:07 PM
As he scans the horizon he spots the two bolts of lightning and hears the others talk of dragons.
Falin's facial features turn grim and he says a silent prayer to whatever gods are listening. He looks back up and readys his bow in preparation for battle.
Olana d20+9=29 Monday August 23rd, 2004 1:42:32 AM
Reaching the Tower just in time to hear Figment's warning, she yells - "Scatter! Get in the trees! We can't take on two dragons! Get out of there!"
She runs for the horses and will try and get them out of the corral, hopefully leading ALL of them under the tree canopy. ((HANDLE ANIMAL DC 29 - ohhhh nat 20))
Two dragons??? she's thinking. Visitors for Parnoth, perhaps? What's the old scaly rascal been up to, now? She keeps her voice soothing, while guiding the horses into hiding.
Athalorn Monday August 23rd, 2004 3:25:36 AM
As soon as Athalorn sees the two dragons, he turns as quickly as his wings will allow and flys directly to the tower with as much haste as he can muster, hoping to reach the tower before the dragons.
Brother Bertram Monday August 23rd, 2004 4:24:59 AM
Bertram glances at the old ballistae in disgust then moves for the stairs as fast as possible. Make the creatures work to get them at least.
Gunther d20+1=14 d20+1=20 Monday August 23rd, 2004 8:00:21 AM
Having not spotted the dragons alone (I am assuming that Gunther had followed K'nara to the roof), Gunther's jaw drops at the proclaimation from the others. Dragons....more dragons. The warrior shudders. He looks to K'nara he begins to swear in orcish. "Vell, dis is a fine velcoming party." Hearing Olana's call, the warrior is inclined to agree. "Yes, ve stand very little chance against two, ve should leave." Despite his opinion, Gunther does wait to hear what K'nara has to say...he won't leave the others alone to fend with the dragon.
Ingrge Monday August 23rd, 2004 5:19:07 PM
seeing Olana heading for the horses< ingrge joins her in moving the horses to saftey in the trees, and then moves back toward the woods edge to watch what occurs and draws his bow.
Fight! Fight! -- DM Donna Monday August 23rd, 2004 7:47:09 PM
"Get off the roof--make sure Rainara and Rethus make it to that escape tunnel!" K'Nara orders, then her eyes follow Bertram's to the inoperative ballista. "The new one won't be here for another week!" She snorts, then herds the others towards the exit. "Move, move! There seem to be two of them and they're getting closer all the time..!" As she makes sure that the people who had been on the roof with her go down through the trap door, K'Nara leans down and says:
"I'll see you down on the ground--I want to try something out..."
With this, she closes the trap door. Then the female fighter straightens up, grimaces and addresses Lucia:
"I sure hope this works..!" she says, then takes a running start and leaps first onto a crenellation of the Tower, then from it towards the ground...a good 100 feet beneath her!
However, it soon becomes evident that K'Nara's descent is much slower than it naturally should be... (OOC: anyone making a Spellcraft check versus DC10 can tell K'Nara has, quite fortunately, cast a Feather Fall spell on herself.)
Athalorn approaches the Tower in time to see K'Nara floating down towards the ground.
Olana and Ingrge manage to get the horses under the cover of the trees...though how wise this course of action will ultimately be has yet to be seen: the approaching blue dragons alternate their lightning strikes with jeering sorts of roaring laughter. Dragon laughter mixed the telltale "zzzzzt"/tree explosions gets ever louder.
Figment bursts out front door of the Tower just as K'Nara comes to a gentle landing on the ground about ten feet to his left.
"Nice to see you've rejoined us, Figment." the redhead teases the wizard, though with a rather grim tone as she looks skyward again...
The smell of ozone and the heavy gusts of artificially-stirred wind announce the overhead arrival of the two blue behemoths--who continue to soar eastward...the pair are obviously headed straight for Emerald City itself!
"Get the horses--we have to--" K'Nara yells...but her voice is drowned out by a thunderous roar. Not of natural thunder is this noise...nor is it from either of the blue dragons--who backwing in surprise upon hearing it. A massive blur of green streaks from the southeast...
"Parnoth!" K'Nara cries, pointing up. The others who'd been running back down the Tower stairs now also burst from the interior just in time to see the tableau unfolding in the sky above the Culverwood:
Parnoth the ancient green dragon facing the challenge of two young adult blue dragons.
...who will win..?
Brother Bertram Monday August 23rd, 2004 8:52:47 PM
Bertram laughed out loud seeing Ole Green and Scaly back in action. "Now will this not be a sight to see my friends!"
Lian d20+17=20 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 12:31:57 AM
The monk wastes little time and follows K'Nara's lead. Fact is, with all the yelling, what he does hear is garbled, so instincts took over.
The elf jumps off the side of the tower following the leader, falling and quickly using his hands to slow his descent.(Slow fall 40ft) He picks up speed toward the last 10 feet of the tower and he rolls as safely as possible. (Tumble the last 10ft, tumble 20)
He looks up in time to watch the Old Meany take on the youngers. "Should we help?" Then grinning slightly, he looks at K'Nara. "If we do, who do we help?!" Not sure whether to help the old Green 'friend' whom they haven't seen in awhile and has been illusive, or the newcomers that would certainly not like us just on principle.
Olana Tuesday August 24th, 2004 1:23:33 AM
Olana sings softly to the horses, trying to keep their heads turned away from the sight of anything frightening, and she's VERY glad of Ingrge's help. So - three dragons now?
Glannath Tuesday August 24th, 2004 1:30:03 AM
Against his better instincts, Glannath had taken to the air again, in order to keep his companion in his sights. Glannath was big, a predator, and normally unafraid, but what approached was way ahead in the pecking order He is glad to see Athalorn returned. Time to be out of the dragons way.
Athalorn Tuesday August 24th, 2004 4:23:07 AM
The druid is glad of Glannath's company in the air, and just as glad when he manages to return to the tower in safety. He swoops down to the horses, and lands on the ground near Olana and Ingrge before changing back to human form.
He tries to shout above the noise. "I would like to help Parnoth in this, as those blues have destroyed many trees on their path. But I fear I would get my wings permanently clipped !"
Figment Tuesday August 24th, 2004 5:54:01 AM
The mage stands up against the tower and stands ready to realease the efreet. "I would say that we would do well to stay out of this...perhaps assist if it would seem Parnoth has trouble - but somehow I don't think the blues have a chance and they will know this...". He watches in awe at the sight of such incredible power.
Dragon Fight -- DM Donna d20=3 d20=2 d20=20 d20=13 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 9:06:20 AM
The Talons can only look on in awe and horror (such is that Aura that only Ancient Dragons can exude) as the Big Green fights the two obviously younger dragons over the skies of the Emerald Kingdom. As this aerial knock-down, drag-out unfolds, the trio of drakes gradually shift away from the Tower property...but since they are all so big (and the Talons can simply go back up to the roof for a better view if they wish) it is easy enough for the group to witness the entire combat:
The blues hiss and roar at Parnoth, seeming to taunt and jeer at him as they are clearly maneuvering for better strike positions. The Ancient Green, however, manages to keep the pair more or less in front of him as he replies in a no-nonsense roar of warning.
The blue on Parnoth's left seems to laugh and then breathes lightning, which Parnoth avoids most of the effects of, though the electricity clearly scores. As he does so, however, the blue on his right makes another "lightning" attack--a physicaly strike at lightning speed, that is...apparently the pair are trying to take advantage of the fact that Parnoth no longer has a right foreclaw, viewing it as a weakness to be exploited.
However, even as the second blue moves to seize the Green's arm, the golden replacement claw moves even faster and grabs the attacker by the throat--and Parnoth didn't even have to be looking at the foe!
Parnoth seems to hiss something sinister--indeed, chills run down the spine of everyone present, regardless of whether they understood Draconic or not--and the Ancient dragon literally rips the younger one to pieces in a most savage and brutal manner...blood, gore and dragon bits raining down onto the Culverwood beneath it.
The wind brings the awful smell to the noses of the Talons. (OOC: roll a Fortititude check versus DC15 or lose your lunch.)
The first blue--clearly not expecting the much, much older dragon to have had THIS much fight left in him--bravely turns his tail and runs (er, ah...flies) away.
Parnoth, however, is in no mood to be merciful. Hurling what's left of the carcass away from him (towards the Tower, ironically enough), the Green growls and flies after the other blue, catching up to it and rending it to pieces in much the same fashion as its partner.
Parnoth soars high above the Culverwood, bugling his triumph in an echoing affirmation of ownership--then he seems to disappear from sight. (OOC: make a Spellcraft check versus DC15 to realize that the dragon simply Teleported back to his palace.)
"By the gods!" K'Nara says, gagging as she almost vomits from the dead dragon stench in the air (OOC: her Fortitude roll was 13, but her plusses [which I forgot to add to the roll, duh!] means she manages to not vomit and add to the now-lovely atmosphere that surrounds the Tower area). "This stink will be with us for days...maybe even weeks!"
(OOC: two things of note--the first blue to get ripped apart has most of its parts relatively nearby to the south of the Tower; also, those PCs who can understand Draconic will get an email from me with the dialogue of the fight; I've also posted the translation as a DM post on this board as well.)
Athalorn d20+8=11 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 9:58:13 AM
The druid watches the battle in awe, and when the blue is ripped apart and the smell reaches the tower, promptly vomits near to the tethered horses. (Fortitude = 11)
"Sorry about that," he shouts, though everyone seems to be watching the spectacle unfold.
When Parnoth disappears, he waits a moment then turns to the others. "By the Culverwood, what was that all about???"
Falin d20+1=10 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 12:51:14 PM
As the stench enters the air Falin takes a few dry heaves as he sinks to his knees. "Such a smell..... I knew they were evil, but who would have thought they would smell evil...." Says Falin between heaves.
Ingrge fortitude d20+10=15 spellcraft d20+15=30 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 5:10:46 PM
With a few dry heaves, Ingrge manages to keep his most recent meal down, and turns to Olanna and Athalorn. Well, That was interesting. So Parnoth still has a few tricks up his sleeve.
I was not aware that other dragons were able to or had returned to Elenna. This could be something that does not bode well at all for us.
Lian d20+8=27 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 7:39:24 PM
"Ow! Nevermind, seems he doesn't need our help after all. Sheesh. We will have to clean this up too!" (Fort 27)
The elf answers Althalorn's question. "Friend druid, Parnoth's was protecting his territory from those two young drakes, whom thought they'de take advantage of his 'disability'. The one who got away is called Orvin."
"Yes new friends, that was Parnoth the Illusive and Enigmatic! Or simply, Ole Greeny."
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 24th, 2004 8:55:29 PM
Bertram sobered rapidly as the shock and stench hit him and his friends. He tries not to retch and grips his axe firmly and heads towards where the dragon so obviously was tossed.
Figment d20=13 d20+15=25 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 9:10:21 PM
The mage almost doesn't heave - but fails. Once he regains his composure he sees Parnoth clearly teleport away.
Gunther d20+7=21 Tuesday August 24th, 2004 9:53:12 PM
Gunther watches the battle with awe. Yep, definitely not something you see everyday. A piece of blue dragon intestine flops on his shoulder with an odd plop. The warrior's lunch, however stays firmly within his stomach...actually, to tell the truth, he'd smelled much worse. He listens with interest as the others relate what just happened. "So, that vas Parnoth...he's much bigger in life." Manages the big man as he heads over to the sight of the carcass with Brother Bertram. Looking it over, Gunther tries to determine whether there might be enough hide left to make a good suit of armor or two....
Olana d20+5=11 Wednesday August 25th, 2004 12:26:34 AM
"He knew their names," Olana whispers, turning as green as Parnoth. The poor elf 'tastes the rainbow'. "Oh my, I think... Ugh..."
Glannath Wednesday August 25th, 2004 12:28:41 AM
Perched nearby, the large eagle cocks his head toward Olana, somewhat puzzled as to why she would vomit like that when she had no chicks to feed.
Lucia Wednesday August 25th, 2004 4:34:55 PM *That was disgusting...*
Aftermath -- DM Donna d20=2 Wednesday August 25th, 2004 5:19:59 PM
K'Nara shakes her head--to her eyes, it looked as though Parnoth turned invisible (OOC: her Spellcraft roll is a measly 2!)
"I have no idea what that was about at all, Athalorn." she answers the druid, frowning thoughtfully. "Though we've promised to give the Great Green time to right the wrongs he's done to the natives of the Kingdom...his behavior certainly makes me suspicious." Her hazel eyes turn to Ingrge and Figment.
"Did you see as I did? He went after and attacked the one who was obviously quitting the battle--instead of showing mercy to one who was no longer attacking him." Again she frowns, then picks up on something Lian said.
"Orvin?" K'Nara echoes. "Why...you could tell what they were saying? What is it that Parnoth said???"
Lian Wednesday August 25th, 2004 7:38:29 PM
Lian looks sort of stunned at K'Nara's question, not quite picking up what she said fully.
"Orvin, yes. It is an antiquated language but I think it was the name he used. Draconic was commonly used in the monastery. Dragons were reveared for their power and their restraint, which was dogma for us. 'Power corrupts, but restraint is power.'" He stops a moment, trying to avoid the monastery philosophy.
"Truth be told, I'm not sure how I heard most of it."
Looking curiously at K'Nara, "Would you like to learn some of the dragon-tongue?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 25th, 2004 10:37:52 PM
Bertram snorts, "Pardon Friend Knara, but if I were attacked with such odds, I too would not have stopped until I knew I was no longer threatened. I am not a fan of The Old Green One but I cannot blame him for his actions."
Athalorn Thursday August 26th, 2004 5:20:36 AM
Almost recovered from the incident, Athalorn turns to find Glannath, ensuring his safety. He seees the bird perched near Olana, looking not at all concerned with events. Athalorn laughs, "I'm beginning to think nothing will phase you, old friend." He stroked the eagles head as he speaks.
OOC: Can anyone tell me how to type in italics on these boards? Or bold? Sorry to be a bit simple...
Figment (Fly) Thursday August 26th, 2004 6:12:33 AM
"Very true Bertram. If orcs attacked and began to flee I'd take out as many as I could before they got away just so they couldn't come back. Anyway, there's something more important to do right now. First of all, we need to go search what's left of those dragons as I imagine they have treasure. Second, we need to see if we can locate their lairs. Even young dragons have lairs. Not so many chances come along like this... you fighters could also get some dragon hide and scales for shields and armor. We should lay claim to these bodies immediately.". The mage doesn't wait for an answer, he begins flying toward the remains of the closest one. "We also ought to start some bonfires to eliminate the stench as quickly as possible. I don't relish the ambiance...". The mage begins to systematically search the bodies. Rings, necklaces, etc.
Olana d20+9=22 Thursday August 26th, 2004 11:48:59 AM
Olana tries to settle the horses and lead them back to the corral. ((Handle Animal DC 22)) "Figment, please be careful. Parnoth might claim any treasure as his own... oh." She watches the wizard fly off.
Curious, despite her rolling stomach, she'll go and have a look after their mounts seem safe enough.
Glannath Thursday August 26th, 2004 11:59:57 AM
The terror was over, and the lesson was learned - to keep a good eye on the sky.
Glannath's throat feathers fluff up in reaction to Athalorn's attention. Yep, nothing like a good throat tickle to settle things down. Mind you - He cocks his head toward the druid and then looks toward the stench. After all, there was a lot of fresh meat out there for the taking, and that wizard was going to get the best pieces.
((Simon try <i> </i>, but instead of <, use [ ))
Ingrge Thursday August 26th, 2004 8:44:35 PM
"Catching up to Figment, Ingrge speaks. I don't believe we are going to find much around these dragons. They were young and there is NO way they had a Lair around here. Parnoth would have not have stood for it." Not to mention that there are not supposed to be any other unknown dragons on the mainland. Something has gone very wrong I fear.
Lian Thursday August 26th, 2004 8:51:38 PM
"What now?"
Gunther Friday August 27th, 2004 1:04:59 AM
Gunther continues to check and see if there is enough hide left on the corpse to make suitable armor.
Hint, hint, hint. ;)
Falin Friday August 27th, 2004 2:59:21 AM
Falin goes along with the rest of the crew hoping to find some bone or teeth left.
"I had heard through some of my travels that you can make special arrows by using the bone or teeth of a dragon. I would like to try."
Olana Friday August 27th, 2004 1:26:29 PM
"We go and scavenge," Olana answers Lian with a wink, twirling two daggers theatrically in her hands.
Clean-Up Detail -- DM Donna d100=34 Friday August 27th, 2004 6:21:27 PM
K'Nara groans.
"Maybe sometime, Lian--but what I really want is know what Parnoth said just NOW..." the leader of the Talons says, exasperated, "...anyway--let's go catch up with the path of destruction...we need to try to clear away the...ex-dragons and see if anyone needs help because of those lightning strikes."
As the group checks out first the nearby dragon parts and then backtracks along the route the pair of invaders had taken into the Kingdom, they make several discoveries:
1. Ingrge's calculations about the blues are correct--they were really much too young to have acquired any real treasure--they had come seeking to exploit what they perceived to be Parnoth's weakness (i.e., the loss of his right claw.)
2. The local fey population is already working rapidly to dispel the foul odor left by the rended dragons...they are quick and hard workers, so the smell isn't going to be around for too long.
3. Lucky Gunther discovers enough blue dragon hide to possibly make a suit of armor. All he needs is someone with the appropriate skill to fashion the armor. There are plenty scales, bones...and even a rather intact dragon head, as well.
For the rest of the day, the Talons help out here and there, repairing damaged homes and aiding displaced natives of the Culverwood. This is the routine for the next few days, until K'Nara makes an announcement:
"We're going to Emerald City." she says. "We have to sell off the stuff we don't want...and we have to pick up some items that Lena says can only be found in the marketplaces there." The redhead holds up the list the interior decorator has given her.
And so it goes that the Talons are back on the road to Emerald City.
However, a mere league or two away from the outskirts of the metropolis--
...everyone must roll a Spot check versus DC15 and a Listen check versus DC15, too, in order to see something or hear something (or both) that will tip your PC off.
To what?
Heh heh.
Okay--make the rolls, and you'll either see that there is a suspicious overabundance of shrubbery very close to the road--shrubbery that isn't really native to this part of the Kingdom. Making the Listen check will reveal...no sound at all. Odd, even for being THIS close to the City--you should at least hear birds twittering and chipmunks scampering, etc. But there's nothing...
...IF you Listen.
Ingrge listen d20+6=11 spot d20+8=28 Friday August 27th, 2004 7:03:42 PM
Along the route to the city, Ingrge is too lost in thought to hear anyhing normal not to mention anything that isn't there,(listen 11) but as he walks along something does catch his eye. (Spot natural 20)
Lian d20+8=13 d100=49 Friday August 27th, 2004 8:05:36 PM
Moving along, the monk notices the strange lack of animals. But doesn't notice the odd shrubbery.
(Spot 13, Listen 49%[Last time Kent and I spoke of Lian's deafness, he said he was 90% deaf, so I rolled percentile])
OOC Kent: Jay as it has been a week or so and no loud noises have occurred aroundLian's vicinity, his hearing should now be at about 50 % or so. If nothing else evil occurs to his ears he should be at 90% in about 2 more game weeks. the last 10 percent may take a while or may never return.....
Falin d20+1=10 d20+1=14 Saturday August 28th, 2004 1:45:01 AM
Falin is too engrossed in looking at the ground on the way to the city that he hears (Listen 10) and sees (Spot 14) nothing.
Athalorn d20+18=24 d20+18=36 d20+14=19 Saturday August 28th, 2004 4:27:01 AM
Athalorn, unusually, decides to travel with the others on this journey on foot, rather than in the air. Besides, he always had Glannaths eyes and ears high up.
He easily notices the strangeness of the silence, (Listen = 24) and even more easily notices the unusual plants (Spot = 36) . He stops to approach some shrubs that he has never seen before. Lifting one in his hand, he smells it, trying to ascertain where it is from and why it is here in the Culverwood. (Knowledge, Nature = 19)
Gunther d20+1=3 d20+1=6 Monday August 30th, 2004 12:50:03 AM
Gunther smiles as he finds the remains in such good shape. He spends the next few days working on the skining and curing the dragon hide. Though the smell is aweful, Gunther goes about his work happily, knowing that it will make a magnificent present one day soon.
On the way into the the city, Gunther is too preoccupied about the impending armor smithing to notice anything out of the ordinary (Spot-3,Listen-6).
Olana d20+13=28 d20+12=24 d20+3=13 Monday August 30th, 2004 1:41:16 AM
"What about this dragon head?" ponders Olana amongst the dragon remains. "Might make a good garden ornament?" If its physically possible, she'll try and drag it back. (STR roll 13)
Spot 28 Listen 24
Days later, on the way to town, the elf points out things that seem a little strange. "That shrubbery doesn't look natural, and I can't hear anything, you know - birds singing and the like."
Brother Bertram d20=3 d20=1 Monday August 30th, 2004 4:34:10 AM
Bertram moves on obliviously, missing any signs of disturbance in the area. At Olana's words, Bertram removes his axe and watches more closely for any signs of trouble.
Figment d20=10 d20=6 Monday August 30th, 2004 6:44:01 AM
The mage is oblivious to the shrubs or the lack of noise. Must be that 'city living'... He contentedly rides Jux until they are pointed out. He decides to put down his reigns in case there is trouble.
This is a Stick...Up..? -- DM Donna d20=1 d20=3 Monday August 30th, 2004 4:58:57 PM
Olana gets some help from the feyfolk who are helping to...ah...fumigate the forest, and so the dragon head is transported to the Tower. Now all you need is the services of a good taxidermist.
Later, on the way to Emerald City, K'Nara is also amongst those who notices nothing until the intrepid ranger points out that the bushes don't appear to be native. As though to underscore Olana's announcement, an errant breeze blows a few of the leaves from off one of the bushes...and they smack K'Nara in her face.
"Hey..." she says as she at first angrily and then contemplatively whips them off and looks closely at them, "...guys...? These things are...paper...?"
"AhhhCHOO!" says one bush, rustling.
"Bless you." another one offers.
"Shut UP, already--they'll get suspicious!" barks another.
All in Common. And they don't sound like plant-type voices either.
K'Nara rolls her hazel eyes, points at Figment, Brother Bertram, Falin and Lian and then at the row of bushes on the group's right. She turns and indicates the lefthand bushes to the rest of the group...then she dismounts from Poki.
One of the bushes gives an exasperated groan and leaps out into the middle of the road--it's NOT a bush, obviously, but a human male who's covered with paper leaves. He clears his throat and reaches his right hand to his left hip.
"Stand...and deliver!" he orders, extracting a short fake branch with more paper leaves on it.
"Psst! Harry! You pulled off part of your disguise!" one of the other bushes hisses. The man drops his branch and gropes around several times as he tries to issue his ultimatum once more.
"S...stand...and...deliv--" Unfortunately by the time Harry the Wannabe Bandit has his longsword cleared of his scabbard, K'Nara already has her trusty blade under his chin.
"My, that's a big sword you have there, Harry," she says in an overly-chipper voice, "But...mine's bigger."
"W-we have arrows..." Harry declares with false and unconvincing bravado, "...arrows trained on each of you!"
K'Nara looks back over her shoulder to see exactly where her Talons are and what they are doing to neutralize the rest of the "bush league" (the majority of which are now shaking hard enough to dislodge even more fake leaves.)
Ingrge Monday August 30th, 2004 5:28:51 PM
having noticed the unbelievably well cameoflaged ambussh attempt Ingrge is already off Moon shadow and casting as K'nara beckons. In just moments there is a 5ft diameter flaming ball rolling along in front of Ingrge.
"Hey you know I though the bushes around here were supposed to be burnt back away from the road so no one could hide in them. As these bushes seem so very flamable, perhaps I will save parnoth the trouble and do it myself."
As he finishes speaking the ball of fire starts slowly rolling toward the left side of the road and the "bushes" over there.
Lian d20+13=14 d20+9=23 Monday August 30th, 2004 9:12:14 PM
"Oh... dear... did you hear that? I think we are going... to be... attacked..." The monks eyebrow raises as he stifles a laugh. He pats Merlot and simply hushes the horses winnie. Whispering to his horse, "It's ok friend, these fools have no idea..."
When arrows are declared openly, Lian dismounts and approaches the 'bushes' slowly.
Looking at Knara, Lian says, "Commander, are you going to kill this one too?" He makes a glance at the brush and trees, seeing if he can spot a number of brigands. (Spot 14, nat 1, Sense Motive 23)
"Oh, my. You wouldn't harm a young unarmed elf, would you?" Lian raises his hands over his head and moves forward a little more. He has NO visible weaponry.
Gunther Tuesday August 31st, 2004 1:38:02 AM
Gunther drops to his characteristic crouch at K'nara's hand signal and goes over to the left flank, his two-bladed sword at the ready. He begins to chuckle at the exchange between K'nara and their would be thieves.
Olana Tuesday August 31st, 2004 1:53:48 AM
As Gunther moves left, Olana moves right, readying her bow.
Falin Tuesday August 31st, 2004 2:29:39 AM
Falin pulls out his bow and knocks and arrow. "You mean arrows like this?" As he tracks onto the nearest brigand.
Athalorn Tuesday August 31st, 2004 4:33:39 AM
The druid smiles at the exchange of words. As he does, he pulls his spear from his back and points it in the direction of the bush he had approached to examine. The spear crackles with electrical energy, and he thrusts the point into the paper disguise of the nearest brigand.
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 31st, 2004 4:35:28 AM
Bertram peers at the strange sight before him and chuckles as the group responds to this 'threat'. He shifts his axe and moves towards one of the shaking bushes.
Figment Tuesday August 31st, 2004 5:58:30 AM
The mage snickers as he percieves the magnitude of the threat and decides to stay mounted. "Maybe we could pay them to go back to town and never try this again?".
Someone Has a Hot Time -- DM Donna d20=20 Tuesday August 31st, 2004 8:07:07 PM
"What's that?" one of the bushes asks as Ingrge's Flaming sphere rolls idly toward them.
"FIRE!" yells the closest bush, and the man literally jumps out of his leaves, scrambling backwards and falling down on his butt.
The others follow suit...or try to.
Meanwhile, K'Nara points out the obvious to Harry:
"Look--I just don't think this should be your chosen profession, Harry." she says. "You just don't seem to have the...luck required."
"We were doing okay..." Harry sullenly insists, even as one of his less-dexterous comrades begins running back and forth, his fake leaves smoldering, "...until you guys came by! Just who do you think you are, anyhow--the Emerald Talons???"
The flaming bandit runs by again, hollering.
"As a matter of fact--" K'Nara says, only to be interrupted by the fiery unfortunate, whose bandit buddies were tripping over themselves yet unable to put out the flickering flames that were threatening to envelop him.
"Oh, for the love of the gods!!!" the leader of the Talons groans, kicking her foot out and tripping the panicky bandit so that he sprawled at her feet (OOC: made a natural 20 on that roll.) Then she whipped off her cloak and dropped it over the smoking human.
"You have to smother th--" she no sooner tells the others this when there is a sudden dogpile on the man on the ground, who grunts and "oofs" as each of his fellows lands on him.
"Get up--get UP--you'll crush him to death!" K'Nara snaps, rolling her eyes once more. The bandits peel themselves off the ex-fire victim, who slowly regains his feet (rather unsteadily) and gives the redheaded warrior back her cloak.
"Thanks..." he says, then nods at Harry. "We don't normally come this close to the City...it's just that we've...um...robbed everyone in our hamlet...so we needed to do new routes...and the army was pulled back into the City itself so we thought the main road was ripe for the picking..."
"Shut up, Rex!" Harry snaps, but he's more pouty than angry.
"Look--we've tried jumping 'em from behind--we did the 'injured guy in the middle of the road'...and I just nearly became roasted alive..." Rex says, "We've only gotten 18 silver pieces and a ball of twine for our trouble! Let's just go back home and forget this 'swashbuckling bandit' thing, okay? It's NOT working!"
"Go." K'Nara says, replacing Lucia and hooking her thumb away from Emerald City. "Get on back to where you came from--and if I ever hear that you've tried this stuff on ANYone ever again...I'll let those Emerald Talons know all about it! THEN you'll be sorry!"
This galvanizes the rest of the bandit troupe to just turn tail and bravely run away. Harry finally goes with Rex, muttering about fame and fortune all the way.
"Now...if there is no longer any vicious plant life in our way...shall we go to Emerald City..?" K'Nara asks her comrades, laughing as she remounts her trusty horse.
Lian Tuesday August 31st, 2004 9:32:48 PM
"As for that 18 silver and the twine you collected... it just so happens that the Ambush Tax for this road is 18 silver. The orphans could use these monies."
"Perhaps finding an actual job might be a good thing for you."
Figment Tuesday August 31st, 2004 9:45:59 PM
The mage just sits on Jux, not sure what to do. He just waits for K'Nara to get the group back underway.
Ingrge Tuesday August 31st, 2004 10:08:51 PM
Letting the flaming ball follow along behind the fleeing wannabes, Ingrge chuckles. "That was almost fun... then he scowls and goes back to Moon Shadow.
Athalorn Wednesday September 1st, 2004 3:29:08 AM
Looking up to the sky, to ensure that Glannath is still with him, Athalorn keeps hold of his spear and follows the rest of the group.
Falin Wednesday September 1st, 2004 11:05:53 AM
With a slight smile crossing his face, Falin places his arrow back in his quiver and shoulders his bow.
Lucia Wednesday September 1st, 2004 11:08:32 AM *"I think you have gotten soft now that you have a home. You could have taken them.* K'Nara can detect a hint of a smile on her words.
K'Nara Wednesday September 1st, 2004 2:35:30 PM
"Yeah, yeah..." she mutters out loud, "...I'm a real softie--choosing not to beat down a bunch of nearly-defenseless rubes." Checking to see that the other Talons are all ready to continue, K'Nara clucks to Poki and begins to trot towards the gates of the City.
Gunther Wednesday September 1st, 2004 3:25:02 PM
The warrior smiles and wishes that all conflicts could be dispelled as easily as this one...mind you, not that he wasn't up to a good fight or two. Just sometimes he wonders what his life would have been like if he hadn't taken up adventuring... He might have even found a nice orc lady to cuddle up with and start a family. But then he thinks back to his "family" and upbringing and shakes his head. No, things were the way they were on purpose. This was the way it was meant to happen.
Having no mount of his own, Gunther travels behind the other on foot, rather enjoying his stroll into town.
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 1st, 2004 6:06:56 PM
Bertram watches the figures of the would-be bandits disappearing into the distance, "Pity we dont have a bard to immortalize us all with a song of our bravery at 'The Battle of Burning Bush'."
The gates...(ADM Jay B) Wednesday September 1st, 2004 7:21:41 PM
As the band of pathetic brigands disperse, the Talons all remount and continue toward the city gate.
Coming upon the gate, the Talons may recognize the guards on duty. Their the same slack-jawed morons that were giving the blind old lady some trouble.
As the Talons stop at the gate, the lead guard steps forward, grinning and snickering to his friends. One guard points at Lian, and the other stifles his laughter. One very grumpy looking guard seems very intent on watching Olana and Ingrge. The lead gate guard starts in on his speel. "What is your business in the City?"
Ingrge Wednesday September 1st, 2004 8:26:34 PM
You know, If our business were your business then perhaps you would have the right to know. Of course if you were aware of what your business was, we wouldn't have had to break up a bunch of brigands that tried to waylay us just around the bend of the road. Now move out of our way before My friend whom you are pointing at loses his temper and I get down right mad. That said he rides forward and if any of the guards tries to stop his horse, Ingrge will ride him down.
Gunther Wednesday September 1st, 2004 10:52:59 PM
The warrior giggles at Ingrge's harsh words...certainly not what he imagined from an elf. It seemed that the Wold was full of surprises. Looking at the guards, Gunther simply states the truth. "Do not mind my friend here... he is just a little grumpy from almost being robed. Ve are here to do a simple bit of shopping. Dat is all."
Olana Thursday September 2nd, 2004 12:20:12 AM
"Good morning!" says Olana breezily to the guards, intent on following Ingrge through the gate.
Scene 4: It Just Doesn't FEEL Like Home Anymore
Greeting at the Gate (ADM Jay B) Thursday September 2nd, 2004 3:58:12 AM
"Did you hear that? They vant to do a bit of shopping! Dat is all." The group of guards begin to laugh, at Gunther's expense.
Lian dismounts and is quickly on the man who insulted his friend. In a flash, the petite elven monk has the full sized human twisted up into an arm lock thats so excruciating, the man can hardly breathe, an elven knuckle can be seen jabbing the man just under the arm. "Now, apologize to my friend. I won't ask again."
Two of the guards start to approach Lian, with hands on their hilts. "Captain?!" Lian tweaks a bit harder on the mans arm (causing him a gutteral sound) and they stop, parting to the side to allow passage for the Talons.
"*cough, gag* I.. I'm s-s-orry.." With that, Lian releases the man, with a firm elbow to his head, sending him into convultions on the ground. Looking at the other guards stunned looks, Lian grins and enlightens them. "He'll be fine in a minute or two. Have a nice day." The monk remounts Merlot and continues through the gate, stepping over the twitching body of the guard.
The City is a bit busy this time of day. The merchants are hanging and setting out fresh wares and people are haggling and bickering over prices. The smell of fresh baked bread wisps through the streets. One old customer can be heard yelling about the 'steep price of salt'.
One merchant quickly closes her doors and shutter their blinds as the Talons ride by, even locking customers in.
Art stands, furniture shops, textile weavers, general stores and breweries are moving their goods quickly. There is even a wagon wright and carter.
Lian moves off toward a furniture shop that seems to deal in oaks and other hard woods, they have simple furniture.
Athalorn Thursday September 2nd, 2004 3:59:07 AM
The druid also smiles at Ingrge. Athalorn just couldn't make out the mages temperament, but he liked that. He liked the unpredictable nature of many of these companions.
He walks with Gunther, on foot behind the mounted Talons. Before entering the city, he calls Glannath to him, instructing the eagle with a softly spoken command to stay outside the city walls.
Athalorn Thursday September 2nd, 2004 4:01:57 AM
(ooc) sorry Jay - posting twice because I missed the above post
Athalorn immediately feels claustrophobic amongst the crowds, the noise pounding in his head. Nervous and on edge, he decides to follow the majority.
Figment Thursday September 2nd, 2004 6:07:43 AM
The mage notes the beahviour of the merchants with a bit of alarm. He tries to figure out if they are doing what they do because there are elves with them or if they seem to be doing it for another.
K'Nara d20=14 Thursday September 2nd, 2004 1:15:31 PM
The human bladesinger frowns a bit at Rex's parting words...something he said...(OOC: bah! only a 14 for the voluntary Intelligence check. Close but no cigar!)
...ah, well--K'Nara mustn't think TOO hard, she'll give herself a headache.
The tall female fighter's face darkens at the way the guards seem to be so callous--what kind of city was Parnoth running here, anyhow? It's almost as bad as before he made his promise to Valdor to follow the good path.
When Lian handles the boorish gatekeepers, though, she smirks at them in passing.
"Methinks the monk needs more meditation." she comments as she urges Poki along into the environs of Emerald City.
Fortunately for the group, Lian's stop was actually quite close to one of the suppliers on the list that Lera gave K'Nara.
"I'll be in here--" the woman warrior jumps down from Poki's back and quickly hitches him to a nearby post, "--getting some of the stuff that Lera wants for the Tower. She says these guys have the best rugs this side of Plateau City, if anyone else wants to come along and get a rug for their room..." With this invitation extended, K'Nara goes into the carpet-maker's shop.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 2nd, 2004 8:54:41 PM
Bertram quickly attends to a purchase of his own then heads for the Temple of Domi.
Falin Thursday September 2nd, 2004 11:52:27 PM
Before everyone part he says," It may be wise to travel in pairs. I don't like the way the city is anymore." He scan the crowd and if none of the other party members needs a partner he follows K'Nara.
Glannath Thursday September 2nd, 2004 11:55:45 PM
The large eagle trills a temporary farewell to Athalorn and rises into the air. On finding a thermal over the city, he enters it and circles majestically upwards, gaining height with no effort at all.
From there he looks for something tall at the city's perimeter. Somewhere to watch. Somewhere to wait.
Olana Thursday September 2nd, 2004 11:58:10 PM
Olana suddenly finds herself without any clue as to what to buy. She needed a new cloak, some gloves, but for her room? Ooooh, she'd never had to really think along those lines before.
Perhaps she'd know it if she saw it. Completely clueless, she follows K'Nara.
Athalorn Friday September 3rd, 2004 2:48:43 AM
Still walking alongside Gunther, Athalorn finds he has nothing to buy. He certainly didn't want to be alone in the city.
"Gunther, just a thought. I know such cities have disreputable merchants who sell any thing to anyone. Perhaps there is one selling animals? I would be pleased if one of these poor creatures were to make it to you instead of falling into crueller hands. Perhaps I can free some while we are there..."
ADM Jay B (A quick word on posting) Friday September 3rd, 2004 5:41:21 PM OOC: Okay all, I know this may be difficult for some, but I don't mind if you were to post on the weekends. I don't require it however, but I do check the boards daily.
If you would so kind as to tell me which stores each of you are going too, that would be super.
K'Nara Friday September 3rd, 2004 6:33:37 PM
K'Nara is heading into a carpet-maker's shop that is close to the furniture shop that Lian is entering.
Gunther (Traveling with Athalorn...looking for someone selling animals) Friday September 3rd, 2004 10:29:31 PM
The warrior smiles at his new friend Athalorn. "Dat is a goot idea. Let's go look." As he travels with the druid, Gunther lowers his voice. "Dere is von oder ting I vould like to check out... Let us see if dere is a store dat sells books. I vould like to buy a few for my room." Gunther blushes a little as he walks along.
Falin Saturday September 4th, 2004 2:23:02 AM
Falin will acompany K'Nara into the carpet shop.
Figment Saturday September 4th, 2004 4:53:02 AM
The mage travels with the others. He collects supplies for his lab and such but really doesn't expend a great deal of money.
Ingrge Saturday September 4th, 2004 12:36:06 PM
Walking along with the group, Ingrge watches and waits mostly and doesnt enter any of the shops. He chats with figment at one point about the lab.
" So Figment, What do you think would be the best use of the lab space? I was thinking we should definitely set up space where we could brew a potion or two. Perhaps we could create a corner that I could devote to my divination and scrying?
Fortune favors the rich (ADM Jay B) Sunday September 5th, 2004 12:41:23 AM
Lian walks into the furniture shop.
K'Nara goes into the weavers. Falin and Olana follow K'Nara.
Bertram moves off toward the Temple, which is a good distance off.
Glannath finds a tree outside the City walls.
Athalorn and Gunther stay together, traveling to the bazaar to potentially liberate an animal or two.
Figment finds his way to a back alley merchant that he knows has a great deal of inexpensive goods and supplies. Perhaps he'll have some exotic items needed for the 'Scrying Corner' mentioned by Ingrge?
Ingrge, for his part, seemingly stays with the horses and remains vigilant.
EVERYONE! Spot checks please. :)
(OOC: Please let me know what you are all looking for and for what reason. Be sure to note anything important your trying to accomplish as well.)
Lian d20+8=24 Sunday September 5th, 2004 12:56:00 AM
Upon entering the furniture store, Lian spots several pieces of furniture that he fancies. (Spot 24)
A sales lady sets out for her commission. "How may I be of service sir. Aw, by your cut of new clothes your either new to the city, or well off."
"Um, no, actually I would be interested in purchasing that large table, bench, two chairs, and a small round table." He monk shift uncomfortably, hood over his head. "Oh, and a nice bed."
Sale lady says, "Of course, let me write out a bill and have you take a look." She walks off and returns a minute later. "Alrighty sir, here it is."
Looking at it for a minute, the elf's hood slips down, making impossible to read the slip. He pulls back his hood, revealing his lineage. A female customer in the store gasps and takes the hand of her small child and walks out.
Salesperson, "OH! Uh, sirr, I just forgot. That set of furniture was sold just yesterday. have a nice day!"
Lian, "Uh, ma'am, that set of chairs doesn't match a thing in this store. How is it a set?"
Salesperson, "Have a nice day."
Lian walks out of the store, unsatisfied and very put off by the salesperson. Pulling up his hood, he walks out and over to Ingrge. "Geez, this doesn't seem right. Not at all. The merchant wouldn't sell to me."
Athalorn d20+19=35 Sunday September 5th, 2004 4:02:49 AM
Athalorn smiles at Gunthers blushes. "Don't be embarrassed about wanting books, my friend. I respect you more for it, actually."
When trading through the bizarre, Athalorn keeps his eye out for any persons selling animals. At the same time - nervous about the crowds - he looks at the people milling about the area for signs of unusual behaviour or habit. Something just didn't feel quite right. (Spot = 35)
K'Nara Sunday September 5th, 2004 7:57:28 AM
Not being a decorator herself, but knowing what she likes when she sees it, K'Nara finds the shop attendant and begins to read off the description of the three rugs on the list: the rug for the dining area, the rug for the fireplace area on the main floor...and a rug for her room in the Tower. The measurements are simple enough, but it will be matching the colors that will be harder for the female fighter.
Ingrge spot d20+8=20 Sunday September 5th, 2004 11:18:04 AM
Keeping an eye on where each of the party memebrs heads off to, Ingrge watches the comings and goings of the locals and how everyone is interacting with each other.
spot 20
Brother Bertram d20+5=20 Sunday September 5th, 2004 7:02:22 PM
Bertram heads towards the Temple look about at the large city.
(spot check 20)
Gunther d20+1=6 d20+1=17 Monday September 6th, 2004 10:33:18 AM
The warrior takes a deep breath of relief. The confession wasn't an easy one. As he travels along, trying to spot (a lousy 6) someone selling animals, Gunther thinks about the reception at the gate. Something was wrong...very wrong about the way the people around here were acting... Gunther wracks his brains to try and figure out what it might be. (Wis=17)
[ADM Jay B] Monday September 6th, 2004 7:54:11 PM
OOC: I'll make my Monday post about 8-9pm Pacific time. So most of you will have time to post. :) This might give time for some roleplaying. Make it up as you go!
(ADM Jay B) Monday September 6th, 2004 11:58:28 PM
All of those who made their Spot checks, DC 15, notice the elven party members are being watched VERY closely and even being pointed out to other passer-bys.
K'Nara is quickly helped by a happy shop attendant and helps her 'match' the rugs to the various rooms in the Tower. The salesman glances over at the elves now and then, all the while keeping up the smile full of white glissening teeth. Falin and Olana find a way to occupy their time looking at rugs hanging in rods. They are followed around the store by a very large foreign looking gentleman. He watches them intently.
Athalorn and Gunther make it to the bizarre, where they come upon a truly sad and disheartening sight. Caged! All of them! Except the one or two horses. There ia a small primate on a saleman shoulder, which is tied with a thong tot he man's arm. Several rare and colorful birds with curved beaks. Oh my, is that a large feline? No, it couldn't be! (Athalorn, make a Knowledge Nature and Wild Emapthy roll. Both, please make a Survival or Handle Animal roll.)
Bertram moves quickly toward the Temple, moving further and further away from his friends. Strangely, his companions seem to be the only four elves in the large city. The Temple spire grows slowly in the distance as the dwarf rounds a corner.
Meanwhile, out in the streets, Ingrge and Lian have somehow managed to have gathered a small crowd of on lookers (mostly human, numbering about twenty), who seem to be debating something. The scene is uncomfortable and tense.
Glannath remains in his tree, perched and waiting. He watches as a young boy climbs 'his' tree.
Olana d20+16=19 Tuesday September 7th, 2004 1:18:28 AM
Olana has a look at rugs, wondering if they have a nice forest green one, perhaps. (Spot 19)
She's beginning to feel a bit uncomfortable, like people are staring, but she doesn't really know why, unless it was all about what she suspected earlier.
"Hello," she says to the man following her around the shop, giving him a determined smile.
Lian Tuesday September 7th, 2004 4:53:28 AM
Under his breath and in a mixed tongue of sylvan and draconic(which you have to imagine might sound mighty odd) so only Ingrge can understand it, the monk says, "This does not look right. I hope we finish quickly and get the Talons on the way!" He looks around. "Where did Bertram go off too?"
K'Nara d20=2 Tuesday September 7th, 2004 6:14:56 AM
So intent is K'Nara upon making her purchases that she doesn't notice the odd behavior of the shop personnel towards Olana. (OOC: voluntary Spot check 2--DOH!)
"...3...4...5!" she counts out the silver and pushes it--along with the requisite gold coins--across the counter to the attendant who is filling out the order. "Okay...we'll just take the rugs with us. Thank you for your assistance." The redhead turns to her elf companion just as Olana is greeting the strange man.
"Yes. Hello." K'Nara adds her own salutation, arching an eyebrow. "Is there something on sale you wanted to try to add to our order...?"
Falin d20+2=6 Tuesday September 7th, 2004 7:59:45 AM
So intent is Falin on the rugs that he does not notice the lack of elves or the undo attention he is bringing upon himself by being an elf.
Athalorn d20+15=29 d20+8=21 d20+19=33 Tuesday September 7th, 2004 2:00:43 PM
Athalorn stops in sadness and anger at the sight of the caged animals, particularly the birds. He takes a deep breath before heading up to the market trader. He tries to ascertain from his memory what the large beast is and the creatures moods.(Knowledge, Nature = 29 Wild Empathy = 21)
Walking slowly towards the creatures, his hands clutching his fingers tightly as if to prevent himself from unleashing a spell, Athalorn approaches the seller. "How much for your animals here caged, heartless merchant?" His manner is brash, his intolerant personality showing through. "I would buy what I could afford, so make your prices cheap."
(Survival = 33)
ooc: What other animals are there, besides the feline and the birds?
Ingrge Tuesday September 7th, 2004 4:48:26 PM
Feeling the tension in the air and the seeing the not so disguised looks sent his and Lian's way, Ingrge turnd to the nearest staring human.
"Have you lost your wits man? Did your mothers not teach you that staring at someone is not polite? Besides you never know when an elf might be around. I really don't want one of them to find me. I've heard that they steal babies and suck the blood out of people, just for the fun of it. Or is that brownies and vampires? Ah well I forget. Any way be off with you before you attract the guards attention to you and you end up in Parnoth's dungeons explaining yourself."
"BOO!!"
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 7th, 2004 5:13:16 PM
Bertram arrives at the temple and arrainges to meet with the local clergy for any news. As he waits he prays to Domi for strength, humility, and forgiveness. He also offers prayers to Gargul, still unsure in his role as a guardian of the God of the Afterlife.
Gunther d20+12=20 Tuesday September 7th, 2004 9:54:38 PM
Gunther is angered by the state of the animals. It was not right to cage the kitties...they did not do well in such states. And the birds...they were meant to fly in the sky. Only a fool would cage them...that was asking for illness and death. Clearly, this fool did not know what he was doing. Gunther notes that Athalorn is of the same mind. Gunther's knuckles tighten, though he makes no overt signs of hostility. His voice, however, betrays a hint of hostility. "Yes, tell us vhat your prices are...ve vish to purchase your merchandise. Do you mind me asking vhat dat is over dere? It looks like you have a kitty. May I take a closer look?" Gunther moves close to where he thought he saw the big cat, moving slowly and steadily (Handle Animal=20).
Figment Wednesday September 8th, 2004 6:03:49 AM
The mage smirks at Ingrge but inside wonders how a town in just a few weeks could go from being a melting pot to one that discriminates so openly. Seems the townfolk are under some kind of evil influence - or they have always been that way and just look for an excuse to express thier real feelings.
The MUST remain FREE! But freedom isn't cheap!!(ADM Jay B) Wednesday September 8th, 2004 9:40:25 AM
As K'Nara, Falin and Olana prepare to leave with their goods, the large foreign simply stands there staring at Olana. It's obvious he's unhappy with her arrogant smile. The three leave without event.
Athalorn and Gunther determine that ALL the animals are malnurished. You both move a bit closer to the beast, then realize this is indeed a large kitty, known as a panther(specifically a black panther). The cat seems to want to pace, but the size of the cage barely allows him to turn around easily. The keeper of the 'goods' twists his greasy mustache between his fingers as he slowy approaches you. He's a short human with a pot belly and a tattered black leather vest on. His most prominent features are his bright white smile and his ivory cane. "Make the prices cheap?! Heartless?" He seems confused by the statement. "These animals are in the finest of health and quite rare most of them." He pokes the little squeaky primate tied to his arm. "Yes, all very special." He points to the panther. "Yes, that one was to beautiful to harvest. His companion made a fine vest, wouldn't you agree?" He fingers his vest.
There are sleek horses[think Arabian], large dogs[think great danes], serpents[think boas and iguanas], many common house pets(DMG), a wire cage with bats in broad daylight. This 'bizarre' can be better described as a 'collection' of animals. It's obvious to Athalorn that most of these animals don't want to be here. The panther somehow calmed as you both approached.
"Which creature would you like to buy? There are no set prices, within 'reason' of course. Ah, you have your eye on that troublesome beast? I can't let him go for less than... oh, 1000 gold."
Bertram discovers nothing new from his sources.
Meanwhile, back on the streets, after Ingrge's display, several folk leave. Four humans remain to hassle the two elves. One spits in the direction of the two elves."
Glannath remains in his tree, perched and waiting.
Lian Wednesday September 8th, 2004 9:41:30 AM
The monk remains quiet, but it's obvious that he's about to burst out.
Athalorn Wednesday September 8th, 2004 11:57:20 AM
The druid is angered further by the plight of the caged animals, and pleased that his friend Gunther was of a similar mindset. Quickly, he taps his feet together (Boots of Speed = haste) in case the encounter turned ugly. That done, he speaks slowly to the tradesman.
"I will buy all your stock, trader, for 2000gp. And it would be wise for you to accept my generous offer. I do not like seeing these good creatures caged as they are."
The spear at his back crackles with electrical energy as the druid reaches for it. How he was controlling his temper he did not know. Perhaps it was the crowds.
Ingrge Wednesday September 8th, 2004 5:40:15 PM
Pointing in turn to each of the four remaining humans, Ingrge simply says to them, "You for are marked and will be recognized."
Just after that the four humans each hear a whispered message inside their head (Message spell). "And by the way I can read your minds so don't try it. I don't want to have to hurt you."
K'Nara d20+1=13 d20+1=16 Wednesday September 8th, 2004 5:41:34 PM
Since the man she supposed was a would-be salesman remains silent, K'Nara shrugs.
"Go on ahead, then, you two..." she says to Falin and Olana, "...hold the door open while I wrestle our purchases out of the shop." So saying, the tall redhead picks up the cumbersome roll of rugs (OOC: Strength check 13) and slings it onto her right shoulder--the move "accidently" threatens to hit the staring man (OOC: rolled a voluntary combat check [assuming that's what I'd need] for a result of 16.)
Regardless of whether she "accidently" smacked the rude fellow, K'Nara continues to exit the store and make her way to where Ingrge (and now Lian) are with the horses and--more importantly--the cart that the new rugs are destined to fill.
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 8th, 2004 7:27:31 PM
Bertram hurries back to meet up with the others after his meeting at the temple of Domi.
Falin Wednesday September 8th, 2004 9:00:13 PM
Falin gets the door for K'Nara and then assists her in getting the rugs in the wagon.
Gunther Wednesday September 8th, 2004 9:43:03 PM
Moving as if to inspect the mans vest, Gunther grabs the lining firmly and drawing in close to the mans ear. Barely able to control his seething anger, Gunther whispers to the man. "You are a fool!!! You have no idea vat you are doing vith dese animals. You vould be vise to take my friend up on his more dan generous offer. But, if you do not, I tell you vat I am going to do... I'm going to go over dere and open up de kitties cage. Den ve vill see how vell treated he is. Maybe I should put you in his cage...let you know how it feels." Gunther pulls back away from the man and flexes his massive scar covered arms. "But den you look like a smart man. You know a good deal ven you see von, I am sure." Gunther move in toward the panther's cage and takes a good look at the lock...
Olana Thursday September 9th, 2004 12:45:44 AM
Olana nudges Lian. "What in the name of Culverwood is wrong with these people?" she asks, clearly upset. "I bet it's something Parnoth's done. I bet you anything."
She'll help with the rugs also.
Variety, the spice of life (ADM Jay B) Thursday September 9th, 2004 2:28:57 AM
The man in the store stops the rug with one hand, as if it hit a brick wall. He simply looks down his large nose at the red head and snarls.
K'Nara, Falin and Olana meet up with Ingrge and Lian, just in time for Ingrge's display. The four men look around, having no clue what's going on. One runs off frightened. The rugs are loaded.
Figment ponders about what could be influencing the populace, though it doesn't feel 'evil', per se.
Athalorn and Gunther are assentially laughed at by the animal collector. "2000!! I spent more than that to fund the expedition! You insult me sirs. You threaten me too? I could call the guards, but I think you know a good deal when you see it." He smiles arrogantly. Gunther notices the large very well made lock on what could only be considered a poorly maintained and rusty cage. "Sirs, if you bought all my animals, I'd be out of business! Choose one or two."
Bertram heads back toward where he last saw his friends.
Glannath remains in his tree, perched and waiting.
Lian Thursday September 9th, 2004 2:30:10 AM
The monk just shrugs off the stupidity and goes back into the furniture store.
"I'd like those items I asked for a few minutes ago."
The sales woman grits her teeth and writes up the slip. He moves some chairs out to the cart. Seeing the cart fill quickly, he ponders a moment on how all their goods will make it back to the Tower.
Glannath Thursday September 9th, 2004 1:07:17 PM
Perched on the highest branch that would support him, Glannath flexes his wings every now and then, and his eyes dart continually over various parts of the City.
Strange, these places. Full of block shapes, smoke, and people. All on the ground. All in harms way.
He's also on the lookout for another perch, just in case that kid climbs too high.
The six-foot-tall redheaded warrior woman glances pointedly at the remaining staring humans.
"What, now, Ingrge..?" she says as Falin and Olana continue to help with loading the rugs. "Fans asking for your autograph? We're the Emerald Talons, you know--NOT the Gold Dragons!" She adds this last comment in a teasing, flippant way.
Athalorn Thursday September 9th, 2004 6:55:26 PM
The druid speaks honestly to the trader. "The guards do not frighten me, merchant. And I will buy ALL your animals. Else I will free them of my own accord. I offer 3000 gold pieces. Nothing more." The druid removes the spear from his back, and grips it tightly with both hands. It crackles with electrical energy and he thrusts the point toward the tradesman. "It would be wise for you to accept this, as my good friend says."
Ingrge Thursday September 9th, 2004 9:05:58 PM
"There were a few humans that needed some lessons in manners, so I ummm insinuated my sunny disposition into their normally drab meaningless lives."
"Lian, You appear to have exited your store without the things you wanted to purchase. Shall you and I return inside and resume your shopping."
Figment Thursday September 9th, 2004 9:26:14 PM
The mage sighs at all the sights. He simply walks around and tries to catch snippets of coversation that might explain this new elven animosity.
Gunther d20+1=18 d20+3=19 Thursday September 9th, 2004 10:23:28 PM
Gunther chuckles mirthlessly. He walks around the cage, examining it carefully (Spot=18). When he spots some of the more rusty bars, he gives them a good healthy yank (Str.=19)..."testing" them (ie...hoping to bend some of them, so that the kitty might free himself). "Go ahead little man...call de guards...maybe den you can explain vhy you have housed such a clearly dangerous animal in such a pitiful cage. Vhat do you ting dey vould say if de kitty vere to get loose and go roaming around de city??? I don't ting dey vould be too happy vith you, do you?" (Yank, yank) "My friend is more dan generous...it is clear dat you do not know vhat you are doing... It vould be a goot ting if you vent out of business (Yank, yank).
Olana Friday September 10th, 2004 1:08:40 AM
Olana decides to say nothing more to the townspeople. It was very odd. No one was actually saying anything or accusing them of anything, so she was at a loss to know what was going on. Most frustrating, and she has to work hard at keeping a frown off her face.
A taste of justice....(ADM Jay B) Friday September 10th, 2004 4:09:01 AM
K'Nara, Falin and Olana finish loading the wagon.
Ingrge looks over to where Lian was, notices the monk is gone, but then realizes Lian is loading furniture.
The group of humans gasps as the redhead states, "...We're the Emerald Talons, you know--NOT the Gold Dragons!" The remaining three human are gone in a flash, running as if their life depends on it. "Talons!! Run!"
Figment hears nothing.
Gunther gracefully *pops* a couple bars loose, as the merchant talks with Athalorn. Athalorn distracts the merchant. The merchant ponders the 3000. "3000 gold aye?" Spear crackles in the mans face. "I'm sorry, I can't sell you my animals! Be gone, you rapscallian rogues!"
Bertram rounds a corner and notices Gunther and Athalorn in a courtyard. The dwarf apparently took a wrong turn on his path back to the furniture store.
Glannath remains in his tree, perched and waiting. The boy remains at a distance.
Gunther and Athalorn turn toward the trader. Suddenly, they hear a snarl and the mans face goes pale. As Athalorn and Gunther turn to see what is scaring the merchant, they see a flash of black fur dashes between them, knocking them over. (You were both knocked over and surprised!) Seconds later, the panther is mauling her unkind keeper. The man tries to fight the animal off with his ivory cane, but all for naught. Roughly a minute later, the man is spilling blood, still and twitching as the panther digs its teeth into back of his neck. The man has less than a minute before he's a goner.
Bertram sees the attack happen. The creature might turn on his friends next.
Lian Friday September 10th, 2004 4:11:13 AM
"Ingrge, could you help me with my table and benches."
He briefly looks around for a general store of sorts, then continues loading the cart.
He speaks up to the salesperson. "Ma'am, I'll take a chest and cabinet too."
Athalorn 3d8(6+2+2)+9=19 Friday September 10th, 2004 8:26:27 AM
The druid gets up quickly, his hand instinctively going to the pouch on his belt. He feels the Culverclove leaf between his fingers, and calls on the power of nature to help the man on the floor. (cure serious wounds, 19 hp)
Gunther d20+12=27 Friday September 10th, 2004 4:05:28 PM
Gunther is caught off guard by the attack, but he really doesn't feel much sympathy for the man. The kitty must have been treated very poorly to lash out like that. Still, Gunther supposes that the man shouldn't have to die for his stupidity...perhaps this would teach him a good lesson.
Rising to a crouching position, Gunther moves in close to the panther. Moving slowly, but steadily, Gunther tries to attract the cats attention (Handle Animal=27). Reaching into his pack, he pulls out a piece of jerky and throws it a little distance away from his current position. He speaks calmingly in orcish...though he knows the kitty can not understand him. "Ja Sie sind ein guter Kitty. Jetzt warum nicht, kommen Sie hierhin... Urlaub, der schlechter Mann alleineund gekommen zu Gunther ..." He stays in his crouched position, allowing the kitty to inspect him if she wishes, but not wanting to spook her.
K'Nara Saturday September 11th, 2004 7:19:42 AM
K'Nara stares, slackjawed, as the remaining people seem to streak off as though their lives depended on it.
"...I guess this DOES mean they didn't want autographs..." the leader of the Emerald Talons admits, at a loss to explain such very odd behavior. Then her hazel eyes rove the members of the group present.
"Hmmm...I see the good Brother, Gunter and Athalorn aren't here..." she notes out loud, "...as well as our resident wizard. If that--" K'Nara nods her cauled head in the direction of the retreating humans, "--is anything to judge by, then it's in our best interest to find the others as soon as possible."
As soon as they can, K'Nara will advocate having everybody except one person start off towards the Temple of Domi (the likeliest place to start, as they all know that Brother Bertram wanted to go there) to begin their search.
Falin Saturday September 11th, 2004 5:56:19 PM
"Do you think the odd behavior has something to do with the Tines? I still do not trust them."
Figment Sunday September 12th, 2004 6:28:41 AM
"I doubt it, Falin. The city was getting like this before the Wold changed not so long ago. Then it changed by by necessity. Now it appears to be moving back like it was. We - and the Tines - had blamed Parnoth for the change. The leader at that time was an elf. Now, I'm not so sure about Parnoth. There may be another reason - what I don't know...".
Figment Sunday September 12th, 2004 6:30:02 AM
"I doubt it, Falin. The city was getting like this before the Wold changed not so long ago. Then it changed by by necessity. Now it appears to be moving back like it was. We - and the Tines - had blamed Parnoth for the change. The leader at that time was an elf. Now, I'm not so sure about Parnoth. There may be another reason - what I don't know...".
Brother Bertram Sunday September 12th, 2004 4:01:12 PM
Bertram runs forward towards the creature. His first priority is to stop his friends from being attacked, his second is to save the citizen down on the ground.
Olana Monday September 13th, 2004 12:36:30 AM
Olana is eager to find the others, too, then they could all get away from the oppressiveness of this place. In the back of her mind, she reckons that she should have a bit more than a rug for her room, but she wasn't really in the mood for shopping.
Glannath d20+6=9 d20+16=29 Monday September 13th, 2004 12:45:11 AM
The eagle scans the town, basically looking for anything to eat and/or Athalorn. (Listen DC9, Spot DC 29)
A rabbit would rather nice, right about now, better still - a hare, they were bigger. Not likely to find that here on the edge of town. Wish that kid would go away. I'm a bird of prey, you little twit, and I'm hungry. Hmmm... maybe a chicken. Humans kept chickens. Would have to be a big chicken. Like a rooster, yeah..
He flexes his wings once more, ready to take to the air if something happened.
To the rescue... (ADM Jay B) Monday September 13th, 2004 8:09:42 PM
K'Nara, Falin, Olana, Ingrge, Figment and Lian remain outside the furniture store waiting for the other three. Wagon loaded and ready for departure.
Gunther and Athalorn, despite their anger at the merchant, rescue him from the brink of death, just in time to see their dwarven friend dash out of nowhere, rushing to their rescue. Bertram's wrong turn may have been divine intervention.
The merchant is stable but unconcious, people scatter as the panther paces about. She seems content just having mauled the man. The panther lays down and begins cleaning paws and licking the blood off her face.
The decision remains, now that the merchant is 'more cooperative' in his current state, what is to be done with the animals?
Glannath does feel something may be wrong with his friend in the city.
Time to leave the city.
(OOC: After Athalorn, Gunther and Bertram post, I'll make another short post this evening.)
Lian Monday September 13th, 2004 8:10:49 PM
The monk runs off across the the stree tot the general store and reappears a moment later with a large box. He loads it ontop of the cart.
Brother Bertram 4d8(6+6+3+7)+9=31 Monday September 13th, 2004 10:05:25 PM
Bertram moves to the downed man and murmurs a prayer over him, awed yet again as Domi reaches down, healing the wounds of the man.
(OOC cured 31 hit points in additon to what he was already healed for)
Gunther Monday September 13th, 2004 10:45:55 PM
The warrior watches the cat for a few tense moments...gauging its reaction. He visibly relaxes as the panther begins licking its paws. Turning to look at Athalorn and Bertram, Gunther half-heartedly asks about the merchant's condition. Assured that he won't die, Gunther moves on to more pressing business...
Glancing over at the panther, Gunther attracts Athalorn's attention. "She is a beautiful kitty, no? If ve leave her here, she vill probably be put to death or vill kill some of de villagers. Do you have a vay of talking to her...persvading her to come vith us? My methods take more time dan I tink ve have right now." Gunther looks around to see how much attention they have attracted so far.
Looking at the other animals, Gunther sighs...he definatley can't carry them all. "Perhaps ve should leave de money and free de rest of dem." Gunther looks over at the mauled merchant. "I doubt dat he vill vant to be in dis business for much longer..."
A moment of reason... (ADM Jay B) Tuesday September 14th, 2004 12:51:17 AM
The merchant sturs a bit and his eyes flitter open. He see the kitty and tries to scramble to safety but can't get his muscles to function. "K--k--kill it! Its a monster! Take it away."
The man calms after a moment and looks up at the men and dwarf. "You can have what you want from me, just take that beast away. You'll have a friend in town if you do. My name is Flattumous Gordon."
Athalorn Tuesday September 14th, 2004 3:33:40 AM
The druid nods to Gunther. "Aye, I will speak with the panther. I would see these gentle creatures free - let us leave him the money for them. Will you speak with Flattumous?"
He calls on the power of the Culverwood to aid him, feeling natures power clear his mind, and turns to focus on the panther. (ooc: Cast Speak with Animals)
He tries communicating with the panther in gentle tones, walking towards it slowly. "Be at peace, friend. We mean you no harm. I am Athalorn, of the Culverwood. Would you like to come with us, to a home away from these people? To a home in the wilderness?" He hopes for a response of some kind from the animal. "We could use the help of a strong ally."
Figment Tuesday September 14th, 2004 6:10:44 AM
The mage waits as all the purchases are made, ready to be somewhere else.
K'Nara Tuesday September 14th, 2004 6:24:52 PM
The redheaded woman could have sworn that the group was going to go looking for Bertram, Gunter and Athalorn, but apparently the rugs are a little more cumbersome than she originally anticipated, as they are only just now finishing with loading the rugs into the cart.
"Last minute shopping, Lian..?" K'Nara says with a grin and a nod at the box. She squints around the area.
"We're still short three members." she points out. "Too bad the only one who can talk to Athalorn's eagle companion is Athalorn--or I'd ask the bird to see if he...or is it a she-bird?...well, I'd ask the bird to look for them. Eagle eyes are MUCH better than human or elf eyes."
Glannath d20+16=29 Tuesday September 14th, 2004 8:06:52 PM
Just one of those feelings of unease...
The huge eagle spreads his wings and pushes off, quickly finding a thermal. From then on, he wheels around and around, climbing swiftly out of arrow range, while keeping his sharp eyes on the streets below, on the lookout for Athalorn. He lets out a sharp, piercing "Creeee!!"
Just looking, just making sure.
((Spot 29))
Olana Tuesday September 14th, 2004 8:14:26 PM
"I think the bird's a 'he'," says Olana, pondering on whether she ought to by a chest to put in her room, or something.
"Let's stick together and see if we can find them."
She'll walk along with the cart.
Gunther Tuesday September 14th, 2004 10:57:34 PM
Gunther sighs...he really didn't like the man, so talking too him wasn't high on his list. He walks over to the sleazy man, trying to look concerned. "Flattumous, dat is not a monster. She is a goot kitty dat attacked you because you did not treat her vell. De kitties do not like being caged. But ve vell take her avay from you...don't you vorry about dat. Now...my friend...ve vould like to give you 2000 gold to pay for de freedom of all of your animals. I vould hate to see you have anoder accident like dis von, and for your own safety, I tink you ought to find anoder line of vork. Maybe open yourself a nice safe tavern or something...vhat do you tink? Vill you accept our offer?"
Falin Wednesday September 15th, 2004 3:36:37 AM
"I agree, we should find the rest of our companions. I do not think we should linger in town any more."
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 15th, 2004 4:37:08 AM
Bertram listens to the conversation with the animal keeper, one hand on his axe, one eye on the panther and how it is reacting to his friend.
Time to go...(ADM Jay B) Wednesday September 15th, 2004 4:59:08 AM
The band outside the furniture store ponder heading off to find the three wayward friends. Several outwardly state their unwillingness to remain longer.
Flattumous Gordon thinks hard about the offer. "2000 aye. I'll take it. Set the animals free. Tavern life, been there, done that. I did this animal gig for the tourists, selling to a pretty lady made me happy. Or to a child. Didn't think about the animals. You truly have a friend here. Trust me." He gives you a seedy grin. The takes the 2000 and leaves the cages to the three. In a moment he's gone. The panther is quite content just following the three away from the cages. She nuzzles up the Bertram, unconcerned with the hunk of metal in his hand. (She is thin and malnurished, better off than most the other critters.)
Glannath spots the group near a building, but no Athalorn. Perhaps he's inside one of the hollow mountains of stone and wood. The 'Creee.' can be heard throughout the city center.
After deciding how to handle the caged creatures, the three meet back at the store to find their friends waiting, some rather impatient and in terrible moods.
Loaded cart and black feline in tow(and what other animals may have been liberated), the group weaves in and out of the streets. Up ahead, in broad daylight non-the-less, you see an old man (the same old man complaining about the salt prices earlier in the market) being beaten, he's not releasing a small pouch. The thug is quite ugly and rather looks like the old man could hold his own, if it wasn't for the sap in the thugs hand. Regular civilians hurry past without a care. What to do?
[OOC: Those of you handling the animals, I suggest to keep the week moving, talk over what you do with the creatures via emails. Keep me in the string too, if you don't mind ;)]
Ingrge Wednesday September 15th, 2004 6:09:24 PM
Seeing the robbery going on , Ingrge stops.
"You know I believe Parnoth is losing a bit of control of things. This should not be allowed to happen. Olanna would you be so kind as to remove the sap from tha man's hand and give any money he is carrying to the old man?"
K'Nara Wednesday September 15th, 2004 6:41:06 PM
Looking a bit askance at the arrival of their erstwhile companions, K'Nara can't help it:
"What is this? The start of our own menagerie..?" she quips, though her tone is at least a little alarmed--there are a lot of obviously maltreated animals here and she isn't sure how the Talons can actually help them out.
However, K'Nara willingly follows the lead of Athalorn, Gunter and Olana when it comes to how to get the poor critters out of Emerald City--it's quite clear that none of them belong anywhere but in the wild.
"I don't believe this!" K'Nara grumbled at the sorry sight of a mugging in broad daylight...and not even a block or two away from a guard station! She didn't wait for Olana to act on Ingrge's suggestion--she immediately drew her large sword.
"Lucia!" she barked at the top of her lungs, swinging the sword dramatically for maximum fiery effect as she stomps toward the robbers. "Halt in the name of justice!"
Olana Wednesday September 15th, 2004 6:55:27 PM
"Oh!!!" exclaims Olana to Gunther. "What have you got there, a displacer beast?" She looks at the creature, this way and that, before being distracted by Ingrge.
About to step into the fray, she hesitates as K'Nara moves toward the fracas. "Well," she says with a grin to her fellow elf," if that doesn't make him drop his weapon, I don't know what will."
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 15th, 2004 8:58:17 PM
Bertram looks down at the creature for a moment with a sour on expression on his face, then softens looking into the poor creature's eyes. Lowering his voice, Bertram whispers into the ear of his new friend, "Its alright now, we will get you out of this abominable excuse for a city, get you into the country for some fresh air and maybe some fresh meat." His hand moves to the feline's head, his coarse hands scratching at the creature, trying to make friends.
Gunther Thursday September 16th, 2004 12:27:27 AM
Gunther travels happily along...thrilled to have succeeded in freeing the animals. He was a little disappointed that the kitty was apparently warming up to Bertram, but still...it was nice being around the kitties once more. Carrying several of the bird cages, Gunther notes their sickened state...looks like he will be busy for quite some time.
The warrior grins goofily at K'nara's comment. "I found dem in de bazaar...dey don't have homes...Can ve keep dem, huh, huh?" He winks playfully at the leader.
Gunther playful tone changes instantly when he takes in the mugging. Pulling his two-bladed sword from his back, the stocky, yet agile warrior moves into a rear guard position...making sure that the two ladies don't get bushwhacked.
[OOC: Gunther, the panther initially warmed up to you, but Bertram was showing dominance, so she felt protected near him.]
Lian Thursday September 16th, 2004 12:58:14 AM
Lian rides alongside the the others.
He stops when he sees the robbery. He dismounts and marches toward the thug. Soon he slows and stops, considering what he is about to do, then turns and returns to the horse.
Merlot wennies at the sight of the panther, but calms after a minute.
Falin Thursday September 16th, 2004 2:23:55 AM
Falin draws his bow and knocks and arrow.
"Remember not to stand directly between the arrow and the bad man." Falin tells the group. There is a cold edge on his voice.
Figment Thursday September 16th, 2004 6:04:13 AM
The mage sighs "Seems Parnoth has a really top notch guard here. What's gotten into everyone?!". Seeing the others respond and knowing its enough he stands ready to cast.
Athalorn Thursday September 16th, 2004 1:34:26 PM
The druid loads the cart with as many cages as will fit, promising himself not to leave any animals and thinking it best to wait until they are at the tower before realeasing those healthy enough to the wild.
He smiles at K'nara's words. "Ah, my dear friend. Gunther and Bertram will look after the cat, the others I will take under my wing, as it were, until they are fit enough to be freed."
His chatter is cut short by the fracas in the street. Thinking more than ever of being away from the city, he stays near the cages to calm the animals as best he can, whispering soft words of comfort and promises of freedom. Looking around for Glannath in the sky, he feeds the creatures scraps of food that he has with him.
Home... (ADM Jay B) Thursday September 16th, 2004 11:40:42 PM
The thug, seeing the red-head ignite her sword, and several of her friends approach, releases the old man. He backs away slowly, until he's gone. No one is able to follow.
The old man stands and brushes himself off. "Crime has been getting worse even though Parnoth has returned to the City! I can't even get home with a bag of salt without being mugged!" His voice is gravely as he spits out a bit of blood. He grunts and walks away without another word or 'thank you'.
------------------------------------------------ As the Talons leave, they make there way home.
Near the Tower, only a stone's throw away from the almost-completely fixed stone wall, the group feels a chill, the horses stop and a form materializes infront of them. Soon you all recognize Brusse as he approaches K'Nara. "Captain." He salutes. "Madam Themol bids me to fetch you home. Hurry." He dissipates and is soon gone as fast as he appeared.
Lian Thursday September 16th, 2004 11:48:19 PM
He moves to follow the thug but isn't able to get much more than a block away before he loses him. "He is gone. Is the old man okay?" - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - On the approach to the Tower, Lian stops and listens to Brusse, then looks at K'Nara nervously. "This can not be good."
Falin Friday September 17th, 2004 2:19:27 AM
As the messenger disappears Falin begins to run towards the tower.
Brother Bertram Friday September 17th, 2004 4:40:06 AM
Bertram follows along, axe at the ready, expecting the worst at thier new home.
Figment Friday September 17th, 2004 7:06:41 AM
The mage gives Jux a nudge and moves toward the tower at a good clip.
Olana d20+16=24 Friday September 17th, 2004 11:31:52 AM
Driving the cart, Olana muses on the events in the town. Emerald never had been a happy place, but this was ridiculous. They were going to have to find out what had started the rot, and try and put it right, otherwise this place would be too far gone to save.
She wrinkles her nose as their ghostly guard arrives with a warning. Bow - check, arrows - check. She keeps her eyes open, and keeps the cart steady. ((Spot DC 24))
Gunther Friday September 17th, 2004 12:06:38 PM
After loading most of the animals in the cart, Gunther walks a good distance behind the others with the panther and the horses. He spends a lot of time with the panther, doting on her, sharing his jerky, and generally trying to make friends. He is hopeful that he'll be able to keep her as a pet.
Lucia Friday September 17th, 2004 12:52:52 PM What else could possible go wrong? Honestly, sometimes I don't know why I bothered with sentience.
Ingrge Friday September 17th, 2004 5:46:45 PM
"You know, some day we are actually going to get a two week vacation where we can actually rest and do something we want to do."
Brother Bertram Friday September 17th, 2004 8:58:21 PM
Bertram snorts at Ingrge's words. "I dont believe it will happen, Friend Ingrge. I have read of other adventurers that have said all they wanted was a day or two in town without being run off, or attacked, or hired to save the world" Bertram grins but keeps a hard look ahead for any sign of trouble.
Lian Saturday September 18th, 2004 1:04:53 AM
The monk laughs at Bertram's statement. "So true my friend."
Athalorn d20+19=31 Saturday September 18th, 2004 11:10:16 AM
The druid smiles as he watches Gunther trying to bond with the panther, pleased that his friend seemed so kind to the creature. Athalorn himself continues staying near the other animals, calming them in this new environment as they travel.
When the apparition appears and gives a warning, the druid whispers a chant to himself and once again takes to the sky in his favoured form of an eagle (ooc: wildshape - Golden Eagle)
He soars up to the sky and makes straight for the tower, calling to Glannath to come with him and looking for the signs of trouble he had become used to expecting. (Spot = 31)
Back to the Tower....(ADM Jay B) Saturday September 18th, 2004 7:27:23 PM
The group rushes to Rainara's location (a corner of the garden near one of the last of the gaps in the protective wall to be fixed), they find their right-hand woman kneeling by an elf lying on the ground. The elf is unrecognizable to anyone present, but it's quite evident that he is dead... and that he is extremely emaciated and had been on the receiving end of several harsh beatings over time.
[Olana make a Spot Check.]
Gunther Saturday September 18th, 2004 9:34:24 PM
Staying back with the animals, Gunther tries to keep them all in check, since Athalorn has left. He is absolutely dumb founded at the discovery of the dead elf and swears quietly in orcish.
Olana d20+16=22 Monday September 20th, 2004 2:33:32 AM
((Spot Check DC 22))
"oh! What happened?" exclaims the elf, scrambling off the cart to go to Rainara's aid.
Glannath Monday September 20th, 2004 2:40:04 AM
The huge eagle finally spots the party as they leave the City, and so he circles a little more, just to gain a little more height, then follows the group back. He's pleased to see his companion up in the air, perhaps they could go hunting now. Glannath's wings form a 'W', and he drops at an alarming speed until he's at Athalorn's altitude. There's a strange scent coming off the druid, though. Sniff sniff..... cat????
Cat trouble, eh? Yes well, that went without saying. He follows Athalorn toward the tower.
Figment Monday September 20th, 2004 7:48:53 AM
The mage races over to the fallen elf. He keeps Jux far enough away as to not mess up any tracks or such and begins to scan the area for anytihng unusual.
Falin Monday September 20th, 2004 9:08:35 AM
"What has happened here?"
Athalorn d20+19=36 Monday September 20th, 2004 12:44:48 PM
The druid smiles as Glannath joins him in flight, but stays airborne over the party to keep an eye out for any trouble. (ooc: Spot = 36)
Ingrge Monday September 20th, 2004 5:00:07 PM
Seeing the body, Ingrge shakes his head sadly. "This is getting far to reminiscent of an earlier time."
Friendly reminders and shiny things... (ADM Jay B) Monday September 20th, 2004 10:11:50 PM
Olana notices, immediately, that there is a chillingly familiar piece of jewelry around the elf's thin wrist- a slave bracelet of Emerald City mint-- and it is the only thing on the elf's body that is shiny and new.
Olana Monday September 20th, 2004 10:18:52 PM
"A slave bracelet!!" shrieks the elf in horror.
Olana marches up to K'Nara, visibly upset. "So that's why we were treated strangely in the City! K'Nara - we have to do something about this. We have to!"
Lian Monday September 20th, 2004 11:20:43 PM
The monk slowly approaches Olana slowly, and places his hand on her shoulder. He's not able to say anything, eyes on the dead elf.
Then the horror hits him. "My family! They live close to the forest."
Athalorn Tuesday September 21st, 2004 1:36:22 AM
(ooc: Can someone let me know the relevance of the bracelet and why Olana and Lian react the way they do? Sorry to be a pain,I just want to be sure I'm on the right wavelength - thanks, Simon)
OOC: As I understand it (this part of Wold history is before my time and backstory mostly), but Olana's family/tribe, and many other elves, were conscripted or taken in by Parnoth to tend his forest. Many elves feel sympathy for this time in their history. Lian feels it because he cares for Olana and he's worried that outlying areas, like where his family lives, might have been picked from this time around. Does that help?
Kent - Also at this time ANY elf or half elf in the city was required to have a braclet nad was no better than property. Literally there were thousands of elven slaves "taming the forest and working for parnoth in the mines and anywhere else he wanted. At the time of Ascension, he magnanimously freed all the slaves (and since they were already freed because of the asscension it was no skin off his nose) and promised that in the future he would only "enslave" those found to be guilty of a crime. (of course it is a crime to be an unowned elf in the Emerald Kingdom, so....)
Falin Tuesday September 21st, 2004 10:33:41 AM
Falin is visibly disgusted by the bracelet.
"I am apalled by this display of lack for life. I lost my entire family to Parnoths forced work camps. When I fond out who was behind this..."
Falin tails off as he stands and looks at the body.
Lucia Tuesday September 21st, 2004 10:38:50 AM *This is horrific. When you find who has done this there will be things I want to do to them. You would be supprised what someone can live through.*
Athalorn Tuesday September 21st, 2004 2:11:27 PM
From the air above, the druid sees the party crowding over the fallen elf, so glides down to land on a branch near to Olana. He sees the bracelet, and racking his memory of Culverwood lore that his father had told him, realises what it represents. He tilts his head slightly to the elves in the group, as if in sympathy, seeing the reaction on the faces of Olana and Falin.
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 21st, 2004 3:49:21 PM
Bertram turns his pony back and without a word, heads back towards town, Grim purpose in his demeanor, His axe gripped tightly.
K'Nara Tuesday September 21st, 2004 6:01:23 PM
"Rainara--Brusse reported that you needed to see us as soon as possible," K'Nara said after riding Poki up to the Tower and quickly dismounting and approaching the elder elf, "What's the m--"
Then the human bladesinger saw the late elf on the ground.
"By the gods..!" she gasped, putting an empathetic hand on Rainara's shoulder. "When did this happen..? Do you know how--" Olana's cry interrupted the female fighter:
"A slave bracelet!!" shrieks the elf in horror.
The sight of Parnoth's official seal on the shiny new bracelet sparked memories inside the redhead's mind:
...you dream of the Emerald Kingdom as it used to be, splendorous and wild. Ruled by the elves, beings and nature living in balance. The land thankful for the people's protection and the people thankful for the land providing. You dream the dream of peace and prosperity. Then a dark cloud hovers over the lad, a cloud with glowing green eyes, a cloud that reshapes the land and takes away the people. The cloud grows claws and the claws rip into the earth causing great bleeding gashes. Out of these gashes the great green claws pull gold and gems. Out pours all of the kingdom's wealth and fortune, and then the claws scrape dust over the kingdom's wounds, not in order to heal them, but to hide them. Finally, you see a man coming out of the north. Those of you who are "Tines" don't even have to see him. He is "The Chosen One", the one for whom you watch. He smiles and the light from it melts the claws. He laughs and the cloud is blown away. He cries, and where his tears fall the land is healed. Next you see "The Chosen One" climbing down from an old tower, with something in his arms. He stretches his arms out to you in a warm embrace and . . . his chest explodes outward in a burst of blood, A bright orange blade where his heart used to be...
***
"Parnoth is a user first, Lian," the woman warrior said firmly, "As long as the Talons can be used by him in any way, he will tolerate us. The second he perceives any of us to be of no more use--THAT is when he tries to get rid of us."
***
"We want to know if this last battle with Marteaus has knocked some sense into your head, Parnoth." K'Nara said, barely controlling her antagonism toward the scaly tyrant. "I, personally, am hoping that you will henceforth be fair with those whom you consider to be your subjects...but only you can tell us whether or not there's a better chance of an ice mephit navigating the elemental plane of fire."
Turning to face K'nara and Ingrge, Parnoth snorts and then after a few moments of apparent thought, Parnoth nods and says "...alright--I will end the slavery, however I must be allowed to use convicted criminals as slaves in the mines and other places. And to show my good faith I will free the elves even before you leave on my task." He makes a show of concentrating for a moment and then opening his eyes announces, "There, they are all free now. I even freed the dwarves at the mines as well, just to show my good faith..."
***
"Aye, it's true," Greymaulkin confirmed over the silver dragon earclip K'Nara wore, "Parnoth Oneclaw vowed to uphold the ideals of the Gold Dragons from now on. I almost fainted dead away when Valdor told me of it."
***
Her awareness returning to the present, K'Nara's face became as stone.
"He lied." She said in a voice that was ground out through gritted teeth. "He lied to the Gold Dragons...he lied to the elves of the Emerald Kingdom...but, most of all, he lied to us....for the LAST time!"
The leader of the Emerald Talons wheeled about, the look in her hazel eyes was of almost maniacal determination.
"Parnoth Oneclaw has sealed his own death warrant. If it takes me years--if it costs me my own life--if it even costs me my own place in the Shadowlands..." K'Nara vowed, "...I will not rest until The Wold is rid of that green-scaled wyrm. Parnoth dies..!!!"
Gunther Tuesday September 21st, 2004 6:50:50 PM
Gunther is disturbed by the sight of the elf and the talk of Parnoth's slavery, but sad to say, he'd seen worse. Still...tyranny was despicable.
Gunhter lays a gentle but restraining hand on Bertram's shoulder. "Vait my friend. Ve vill act... But first ve vill prepare and investigate. Only a fool acts on a impulse. Be like de kitties...vatch and vait...vait for your opening and den like our precious here..." Gunther motions to the panther by his side "Go for de kill."
Figment Tuesday September 21st, 2004 8:09:19 PM
The mage frowns at the scene before him. "K'Nara, we should first confirm that Parnoth has in fact broken his vows before we act against him. What if this one is indeed a criminal? Or perhaps someone put him here hoping we would assume it was Parnoth? Too much at risk to move against him. Besides, we are no match for the Wyrm. It would be better to contact the Gold Dragons and tell them of our findings. They will be much better at taking him out than we - and determining what he has actually done...".
Lian Tuesday September 21st, 2004 11:05:35 PM
"I for one am not against seeing the Green Meanie get his due. But Figment is right. Alot of people would like to see Parnoth dead and setting him up so that another group is seeking him might be a way to do that. Don't believe everything you see, your eyes are not always right."
Just one thing after another!! (ADM Jay B) Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 12:02:15 AM
As K'Nara makes her decree, a bloodied and battered Lucius, Endrin's Second in command, stumbles into the courtyard through the broken wall. "Endrin insists you return to the headquarters and speak with him."
The group barely has time to digest all that is happening.
Athalorn Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 3:59:35 AM
In eagle form still, Athalorn watches what is happening. He sees Bertrams determination and K'nara's seething anger, and he watches the scene unfold in silence, wishing the forest could indeed return to its former peace. Peace he had not known. It had always been a battle, his love of the great Culverwood. Was it all coming to an end? For better or worse?
The eagle sees Lucius enter the area, and instantly takes to the sky, calling for Glannath to follow him. He heads in the direction Lucius had come from, soaring high over his beloved forest and scanning the area for danger or the source of any trouble, as he had done so many times for his great circle.
Figment Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 7:43:31 AM
Seeing the being battered, the mage races with the other to the next crisis. Why is it the Talons seem to attract trouble?
Gunther Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 3:22:39 PM
Spinning with sword in hand at Lucius' arrival, Gunther swears loudly in orcish. Recently things were happening too fast for him to deal with. He looks down at the panther pacing next to him. Don't suppose she'd be too welcome at this meeting... he thinks to himself. But then again, it didn't look like in their current state that these Tine fellows would be in any condition to argue. And if he didn't bond with her soon, he should just let her go.... But then again...if things went south, his kitty would be in danger... Gunther rubs his temples tenderly...the tingling sensation of the start of a migraine creeping its way up his skull. He moves to follow the man, leaving the rest of the animals for Rainara to tend to and hoping the panther will follow him.
K'Nara Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 6:40:54 PM
The tall redhead looked like she would have spit into Figment's and then Lian's face at the sound of their counsel, but, fortunately, she seemed to recall why it was she made sure to surround herself with cooler heads. However, there was one VERY big clue she felt it incumbent upon herself to point out to them:
"You are both right...but I must point out one rather--painful--fact: look carefully at the official seal of Kaari, the Emerald City...it's always been that of a rampant green dragon with foreclaws bared. Look, then--see for yourself: the dragon on the Official Seal of the City that is stamped into the bracelet of this poor soul has a false claw where its natural one should be...meaning it was minted AFTER Parnoth lost his own claw--and AFTER he promised to free the slaves of the Emerald Kingdom!"
(Vacationing DM's OOC Note: Indeed, if any of the party cares to peer closely, the seal bears the image of Parnoth as he is now, rather than the old Official Seal; thus K'Nara's assumption has at least one very valid point to support it.)
Just as K'Nara was about to demand that somebody get that blasted, evil jewelry OFF the ex-elf, Lucius makes his sudden and dramatic appearance.
"What happened to you???" K'Nara asked the newcomer, and then wrinkled her brow. "You look awful familiar..." (OOC: K'Nara never really met Lucius--only saw him in passing when the group was first assigned to retrieve that artifact for the Tines.)
Figment Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 8:21:32 PM
"What I'm saying, K'Nara, is that somebody may have minted this thing. Remember the 2 blue dragons? The green meany does have enemies of note, you know. Perhaps we can determine where it came from...".
Olana Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 10:29:46 PM
Near to tears, Olana says - "Well, whoever it is - they should be stopped. Lucius, whats going on?"
She stares with disbelief at the dead elf. The bad things were coming around again.
Glannath Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 10:31:35 PM
The scent of death, carrion. Was that why Athalorn acted this way?
The huge eagle follows his companion.
Lian Wednesday September 22nd, 2004 10:32:03 PM
Lian's head snaps toward the Tine member. "Aw man. Something else to worry about."
"Parnoth has to go."
Lian removes the jewelry from the dead elf.
Tines com'a callin'...(ADM Jay B) Thursday September 23rd, 2004 12:14:17 AM
Athalorn sees no danger. He does see a single human man hunting. He's a poor hunter, missing every pigeon he fires at. He takes aim at Athalorn but misses.
Everyone looks at the Seal of Parnoth and it does seem authentic.
Figment makes a valid point.
Without another word, and under the assumption that you'll follow, Lucius heads off toward town without further word. He looks back to see if your following. "Come one."
Lian and Olana both make their feelings felt.
Athalorn Thursday September 23rd, 2004 3:55:17 AM
The druid smiles inside at the dreadful hunter. If this was all the forest had to contend with, then it would be a happy place indeed.
As the party moves off, Athalorn soars higher, feeling the air brushing against his feathers the thrill of being so high warming his spirit, and Glannaths company reminding him of better times. He follows the Talons as they head off to town.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 23rd, 2004 4:36:31 AM
Bertram keeps heading back towards town, rushing the pony as fast as it was able to carry his bulk.
Ingrge Thursday September 23rd, 2004 5:53:27 PM
Raising an eyebrow at K'nara's outburst, Ingrge takes a deep breath and sighs. Looking to the heavens he then calmly replies.
" As much as I do not like or trust him, I have doubts that Parnoth has actually broken his word, per se. I expect his interpretation and ours of what was said may be quite different. As I recall there was a law against elves being in the city without one of those braclets. As we never asked and he never said, I expect that is still a law, which means any elf without one is a lawbreaker or a criminal. If this is the case He did not break his word. It just makes him an evil, slimy, fork-tongued despot that needs to be overthrown."
As Lucius arrives Ingrge reaches for his staff and then relaxes a moment as he really sees him. Looking around he realizes that Bertram is nowhere in sight.
"Hey all, Our friendly Brother seems to have taken Parnoth's present to heart. I expect he is a third of the way to town already. Let's hoof it people."
K'Nara Thursday September 23rd, 2004 7:34:21 PM
The human bladesinger blinked, almost aghast that none of her friends seemed to support her opinion of Parnoth. She wanted to stamp her feet and remind them that the slimy green monster had plotted to have her killed not just once but twice! She knew better than anyone here just what a duplicitous and evil serpent he was..!
...and then there was Endrin's lapdog come yapping at them to return to the City. K'Nara's initial instinct to tell Lucius to take his summons and use it for a saddle evaporated as she realized that returning to Kaari would allow her to consult with Milo--that wily little rogue was just the person to be able to prove whether or not Parnoth had returned to his evil ways!
Pausing only long enough to see Rainara use a Floating Disc spell to unload the cart and to give the woman permission to have the deceased elf interred on the Tower grounds if that seemed proper to her and her husband, K'Nara immediately mounted Poki once more and spurred the horse into following the Tine from the City.
'I'll see you dead, you moldy mass of gangrene!' K'Nara thought to herself vindictively...then urged her horse to greater speed.
Falin Thursday September 23rd, 2004 9:42:47 PM
"I for one has always believed that Parnoth should die. I never believed that he had turned from the dark side. I have a vendeta against him and I will either see it paid or my lifes blood flow from my body."
After saying that he wipes a tear from his eye and follows Lucius.
Gunther Thursday September 23rd, 2004 10:18:52 PM
As is by now, almost tradition, Gunther follows the others into the fray. Having no horse of his own (yet) he hoofs it on foot, watching to see if the panther follows or melds into the forest as he suspects.
Olana Friday September 24th, 2004 1:33:30 AM
Olana's sense of fairness struggles with the overwhelming outrage coursing through her head.
Was this Parnoth's doing? Or not? She offers to help Rainara when they return, in respect of the dead elf's body.
Then she sets off with the others, jogging on foot alongside Gunther.
Glannath Friday September 24th, 2004 1:38:09 AM
Close by, Athalorn's eagle companion beats powerful wings, keeping up easily.
She panther Friday September 24th, 2004 5:20:26 AM
The feline moves off following the group and indeed finds a private path in the brush and disappears.
It's not entirely certain, but the group feels its being watched from afar by feline eyes.
Lian Friday September 24th, 2004 5:32:54 AM
Lian pushes Merlot to move his fastest toward town.
Gone Missing
Not again! (ADM Jay B) Friday September 24th, 2004 5:58:35 AM
Lucius hitches a ride the the monk's horse, who remains silent for the trip.
The beaten man guides the Talons through town, toward an undisclosed location - a new secret path - to the Tines HQ.
Upon entering the headquarters 'backdoor', its obvious to anyone that some sort of major assault occurred here just recently, by several DIFFERENT groups from the look of things. A tornado must have hit this place.
Lucius leads you through the carnage, by the true meaning of the word, toward where he knows Endrin is to meet the Talons. Reinforced doors are blown in, walls scorched, chairs broken and smoldering fires litter the premises.
Upon passing inspection of the bodies sprawled about, there seems to be three seperate groups, along with Tines, represented among the dead. EK military with the tell-tale uniforms, The Hands of Love with their very distinctive symbol and one other unknown group.
Soon you're standing in front of a very upset looking Endrin. He leans forward, elbows on the arms of a large wooden chair. His head wrapped in bloodied bandages and he's nursing an ale in shaking hands. When you enter the room, he looks down his nose and scowls, face red.
"All too soon we meet again, Talons! But I think perhaps you were expecting that we might, under these circumstances!" He stands, holding several black feathers. "Lucius, leave us." Endrin seethes and shakes with anger, gripping the feathers. "A calling card?" He shakes the ravens black feathers again.
"I figured it out. Your plot! Not smart. Or maybe it was?!" He looks at the group, expecting a defense of sorts. Before you can reply he calmly sits and smirks. "Theft from inside, VERY ingenious. A man inside! A little man, but sly none the less! I just can't believe I fell for the oldest trick in the book! I'm just ashamed I didn't think of it! And one of our own... duped into helping the halfling. How much did it cost you to... BUY Lerith?!"
K'Nara Friday September 24th, 2004 4:55:03 PM
K'Nara's annoyance at the peremptory summons of Edrin gave way to alarm as soon as she realized that the Tines HQ had been attacked by at least three separate kinds of groups. She was relieved to see that Milo didn't figure amongst the dead--until Edrin's stupid spouting about how the Talons must have engineered this attack using Milo and some other Tine named Lerith.
"Theft? Of what--your blackbird pie dinner???" K'Nara snorted as the overbearing twit of a Tine waved the feathers about. "And what is it that you're telling us now--you think Milo and this Lerith person have been plotting against you? Did you clap them in irons so as to confront us with them, or what..?"
Brother Bertram Friday September 24th, 2004 8:59:01 PM
After being slowed and eventually calmed down by Ingrge, Bertram was itching for a fight and once again was denied. Now suddenly for the second time this Endrin fellow starts bashing The Talons. Bertram thinks about if for less than a second then gives a swift kick to the chair the man is leaning on, knocking the support from under him suddenly. Even as he does he is already reaching for his axe... just in case.
ADM Jay B Saturday September 25th, 2004 12:33:06 AM
OOC: Everyone, feel free to post this weekend if you like. :)
Athalorn Saturday September 25th, 2004 4:25:44 AM
When the party arrive at the Tine's headquarters, Athalorn swoops down from the sky and lands near the group. Then, the party members see the eagle form seem to dip his head, and the creature standing before them is now a wolf, large in size and eager to press on. (ooc wildshape: Dire Wolf) The huge animal pushes hurriedly through the group, and follows K'nara into the building.
When the party speaks with Endrin, Athalorn waits by the side of Olana, his canine eyes watching the Tine leader.
Kent Saturday September 25th, 2004 9:05:17 AM
More than a little irritated by Endrin's summons Ingrge raises an eyebrow at his accusation and then chuckles as Bertram kicks his chair out from under him.
"Endrin, You seem to have irritated our dwarf friend. That is not normally a wise idea, but then you seem to be good at irritating people. Some of us may be members of the Tines, BUT that does not make us your beck and call girls."
After hearing the part about Milo's supposed duplicity, Ingrge continues.
"Now you had better be very sure of what you are saying of Milo, for HE is a Tine and and a Talon. And the Tines may not take care of each other, but the Talons do. Now, You say a theft has occurred. What pray tell was stolen?"
Olana d20+12=24 d20+17=32 d20+16=36 d20+14=29 Monday September 27th, 2004 2:03:06 AM
Already outraged, Olana is rendered speechless as Endrin makes his accusations. About Milo?? How dare he?
It takes her a few heartbeats to calm down and take stock. Rage wouldn't solve anything, and perhaps the picture painted here wasn't the correct one. "I think we'll need all our skills to find out exactly what has happened here," she whispers to the huge dire wolf, wincing as Endrin's chair clatters to the floor.
She starts poking around - looking at who broke in where, checking the dead and their pockets - how did they die? Did their appearance look fabricated in any way? Was this a brawl, or something much more efficient. She's looking for any kind of pattern, or maybe something unusual. And finally - if someone left with something precious - which way did they go?
As a matter of artifact... your FIRED!!(ADM Jay B) d2=1 Monday September 27th, 2004 5:15:44 AM
Athalorn has a hard time moving through doorways while in the shape of a dire wolf. However, he's able to pass with limited grace and mobility.
Olana pokes around and finds no real clues, other than a stray raven feather here and there, which she can take. As for pockets being searched, you come up empty. Looking at the bodies, its impossible to determine how many there were, where they came from or entered and its HIGHLY unlikely that this attack was fabricated due to the fact many of the Tine you saw upon returning to the City are now among the dead. Cause of death varies, anywhere from a broken neck done with bare hands to a fireball blast which took out several members of each group. Among the carnage, it's obvious that all three groups were working towards a single goal of somesort. This was an efficient and truly 'professional' strike.
Endrin looks at the group and begins to laugh as Bertram kicks the heavy oak chair [Bertram, take 1 point of subdual damage because of your sore foot.]. "You know EXACTLY what was stolen! The artifact, The Serpent Star. Milo Thistledown and Lerith stole it, are now missing, and you all have something to do with it."
Endrin stands again and pushes past Bertram, coming to stand in the middle of the room. "Leave or be removed! No longer contact any member of the Tines! The Talons membership is hereby and forever revoked! Guards!!"
Lian Monday September 27th, 2004 5:24:59 AM
Lian moves toward Olana, seeing the pain in her eyes. He places a hand on her forearm, whispers. "Milo is innocent." He reassures the ranger.
K'Nara d20+1=19 Monday September 27th, 2004 5:59:08 AM
K'Nara's hands flashed out and seized the sanctimonious Endrin by his shirtfront, hauling him up to her face. (OOC: that's the roll I just made...I'm assuming that 19 is good enough to simply grab him.)
"Listen, you stupid twit!!!" she snarled. "If you ever flap your ignorant lips about Milo like that again, I swear by the blood of Gargul that I will personally dispatch you to the Hall of Judgement with my bare hands!!!" Disgusted, the tall redhead released Endrin, shoving him away from her and not caring if the man fell or not.
"Come on, then, Talons--" K'Nara ordered in a stiff but dignified voice, "--we are obviously no longer welcome now." She stepped over to the door to leave.
Athalorn Monday September 27th, 2004 11:28:25 AM
The huge wolf follows the party out, pleased to be in the open air once again where he can stretch his four legs.
Gunther Monday September 27th, 2004 8:30:24 PM
The warrior rubs his now pounding temples. Heroes, scoundrels...heroes, scoundrels...Please people, make up your minds!
Brother Bertram Monday September 27th, 2004 8:42:55 PM
Bertram looks to the babbling Endrin with nothing but contempt in his eye. "You have forgotten what you once were, who you are supposed to protect and why." Bertram turns his head, and spits on the floor with finality and turns his back on this pack of yellow-bellies and leaves. He still has blood in his eye and too-casually asked Olana, "Friend Olana, can you tell me where the Minter's office is?"
Figment Monday September 27th, 2004 8:54:19 PM
The mage turns to leave with the others. "So tell me, Endrin. If we were to steal the artifact, why would we have given it to you in the first place? We could have kept it for ourselves and never met you. Perhaps you would have done better to tell us you were under attack and let us come to your aid. We are fairly powerful as you know. The HOL have tried kill Tine and Talon alike. We would never be in league with them. But I'd love a chance to take some more of them out... You would do well to not alienate your allies, sir.".
Falin Monday September 27th, 2004 10:20:06 PM
"I guess your version of the Emerald Kingdom that you spoke of last we met is crumbling at your feet. I hope for your sake we never meet again."
With that Falin reaches into his pouch and thrown two copper at Endrin's feet.
"There is my two coppers worth."
Olana d20+12=28 d20+16=31 Tuesday September 28th, 2004 1:09:53 PM
Olana smiles grimly at Lian, glad of his reassurance. Endrin had obviously gone mad, she decides, and can't get out of there fast enough. She follows in Athalorn's wake.
Once outside -
"Either Milo's got that artifact out of here for safe-keeping, or one of these other groups has taken it - and possibly Milo, too. If they have, then he's in big trouble." She holds up the black feathers. "This is new."
"The minter?" she asks Bertram, not quite understanding.
Olana starts poking around, looking for which direction the thieves might have gone.
Search DC 28, Spot DC 31
K'Nara Tuesday September 28th, 2004 4:09:01 PM
"We can only hope that Milo is on his way to the Tower, I guess..." K'Nara said, frowning thoughtfully. "...because I believe as you do, Olana--he either rescued that artifact...or he got snatched along with it."
Lian Tuesday September 28th, 2004 6:37:01 PM
Looking at Olana, "I am sure Bertram is referring to those who minted the 'bracelet' our friend at the tower was wearing. Right Bertram?"
"As for Milo, does he know about the tower? I can't remember." Lian thinks a moment. "No, he wouldn't go to the Tower anyway. He'd want to keep us out of trouble until he thought it was safe, then contact us. Milo's smart like that. Fact is, and I hate to say it, but it could be he was taken with the artifact... either to bait us in further or to simply kill him after they had the item. Or... he was disintregrated and there is no trace of him, but thats farfetched I think." He finishes grimly.
Miss Masie... (ADM Jay B) Tuesday September 28th, 2004 6:42:56 PM
As the Talons leave the nearly destroyed Tine headquarters, they come across the same crazy blind lady who stops them by screaming,
"What good are Talons when you can't keep a grip on yourselves? Milo Thistledown is calling to you. Can't you hear him? I can. But then no one ever pays Miss Masie any heed. Even though I am blind, I can See where he is. Can you? Would you like to see what I do?"
What to do?
(OOC: Lets keep this rolling please. Donna is returning soon.)
Gunther Tuesday September 28th, 2004 11:35:20 PM
Dim whitted as he is at times, Gunther is no coward when it comes to the protection of his friends. Besides, though he hadn't known him for a long time, Gunther really liked the little guy...
Approaching Masie, Gunther gently lays a hand on the woman's shoulder. "Show me...I vant to see."
Figment Wednesday September 29th, 2004 7:10:26 AM
"Yes, my dear, we would all very much like to see. We need to find him quickly and sadly we are blind to your ways...".
Athalorn Wednesday September 29th, 2004 11:25:09 AM
Athalorn listens to the lady, then follows the party wherever they choose to go.
Falin d20+2=15 Wednesday September 29th, 2004 12:03:36 PM
Falins nods towards the rest of the party as if assuring them he will follow them wherever they go. At the same time he is keeping an eye out for unwanted visitors.
(Spot 15)
K'Nara Wednesday September 29th, 2004 12:37:54 PM
How close Miss Masie came to being forceably introduced to Lucia, the blind seeress would likely never know--but K'Nara managed to suppress the hair-trigger reflex to whip out the weapon and instead drew a sigh of relief.
"Ah, Miss Masie, thank you." the redheaded warrior woman said. "Your powers are legend and...you're right. We've lost track of Milo, so we can definitely use your help..."
Olana Wednesday September 29th, 2004 1:14:29 PM
Startled by the appearance of Miss Masie, Olana finds her fingers tracing the outline of the bracelet on her wrist.
It is, of course, the BRACELET OF FRIENDS, given to her by Milo a long while ago.
She's this close to using it, and if she doesn't like what she hears...
Lian Wednesday September 29th, 2004 5:05:11 PM
Lian listens, as well as he's able, to what the nutty lady has to say.
Masie's home... (ADM Jay B) Wednesday September 29th, 2004 5:20:48 PM
"Yes, yes. Come. Follow Miss Masie." The old lady hobbles off toward an alleyway, down several narrowing and darkening corridors, down some stairs and into a dank little, one room cubby that she considers home. "Rest here with Miss Masie. I need to rest now, this evening we look for your friend."
As out of the way, back alley dives go, Miss Masie has a nice one. Seems large but small at the same time. Her door is stable and you heard a strange word spoken by the old woman before she opened it. No one heard the word well enough to repeat it later. "When Ol' Masie sleeps, I recommend you stay with these walls." Says the old woman. Herbs hang from everywhere, the round wooden table has a single item covered in a cloth. There are four chairs surrounding the table. There is a boarded up window that seems to be the only other exit in the room. The room is quite dark, with the exception of the single large tallow candle she lights upon entering. "That better for you dears?" She slides over to a pot on warm hearth and grabs it. "Stew? Tea?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 29th, 2004 8:09:42 PM
Bertram follows the others, keeping watch as they move down the street following the odd character. He is still seething over the dead slave and will make a point to stop this slave trade, even if it cost him his life... (OOC Bert thought that slave belonged to the MINT not that the bracelet was MINTED in town- blush beneath the beard-sorry all)
Ingrge d20+7=27 Wednesday September 29th, 2004 9:02:51 PM
Very quiet after their run in with the Tines and not happy to have left without the answers they so desperately needed, he is a bit shocked at the mention and the sight of the black feathers and nearly snatches it from Olana's hand as she picks one up and carries it off with her. While not sure, he believes he remembers where he last saw similar black feathers and something was now starting to really tick him off.(INT check 27, nat 20)
As the old lady starts her spiel, he rolls his eyes as if to say oh great another charlatan, when the reat of the party just up and goes along with her. taking his staff in hand as they walk along, Ingrge is not at this moment a very happy camper.
"Miss Masie, how do we know you can actually do what you say you can do? How do we know that you are just some kook that is looking for a handout?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 29th, 2004 9:33:47 PM
Despite his anger, Bertram snorts at Ingrge's words and grins to himself. He keeps a sharp eye out for any signs of ambush from behind.
Looking for answers... (ADM Jay B) Thursday September 30th, 2004 4:33:26 AM
Ingrge remembers something about this old lady being some sort of seer. He also recalls Endrin's comment while clutching a handful of feathers. The words '...calling card?' ring in his ears.
Bertram... No ambush. No evil feelings. Just sounds of rats scurring about and the occassional bubbling of something on the now flickering fire.
She answers Ingrge's enquiry with a question. "How is it a black bird know to fly South when winter is on the way? The answers you seek are in hand, young elf." Then looks vaguely in the direction of Olana. "Beautiful and powerful bobble, given to you by a loving friend, was it?"
She pours each a glass of brew, not unlike coffee and sits at her table. "What would you like Masie to help you with?" Looking about the room, there is a sign on the table that reads, "Fortune for a gold, will be told."
Figment Thursday September 30th, 2004 6:38:41 AM
What we want, of course, is to find our friend. There are other things but this is the only one that really matters.".
K'Nara Thursday September 30th, 2004 10:31:20 AM
The leader of the Talons found herself smiling in spite of the grim circumstances: given the surroundings, this was one Emerald City urban legend that appeared to be biting the dust.
"Miss Masie..." K'Nara said, "...we are naturally skeptical because, as you must know, there are more than enough other women in Kaari who claim to be you and wield your skill and power. I can tell you this: if it IS within your power, ma'am--kindly reveal the fate or location of our friend Milo. We are all concerned for his safety."
Gunther Thursday September 30th, 2004 10:33:52 AM
Having all the think tanks around reassures the large warrior. Not that he couldn't reason things through by himself, given enough time... For the time being, Gunther is silent...leaving the talking to the others. For now he would watch and wait.
Olana Thursday September 30th, 2004 10:54:20 AM
Olana nods at Masie. "Yes, it was a gift from Milo," she says, eager to know what the soothsayer has to say.
Athalorn Thursday September 30th, 2004 4:30:14 PM
The druid follows and, when they arrive at the house of the seer, plonks himself down in the shadows outside the abode, keeping watch with his canine senses. He looks up occasionally, hoping for sight of Glannath.
Glannath Thursday September 30th, 2004 8:21:35 PM
That was the trouble with towns, it was definitely a now you see 'em, now you don't scenario.
Ah, but there they are, coming out of the building. Now where - ah yes. Looks like a wolf, smells like Athalorn...
Glannath wheels downward, lands deftly, finding a perch on a nearby rooftop.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 30th, 2004 9:12:57 PM
Bertram listens intently to Masie, trying to decipher her words.
Falin Friday October 1st, 2004 1:54:02 AM
Falin withdraws a gold coin from his pouch and places it on the table.
"For your time and wisdom mam."
Beginning the search.... (ADM Jay B) Friday October 1st, 2004 5:28:01 AM
"Anxious to begin, I see. Well, do you have anything from your friend or where he dissapeared from?" She removes the cloth covering her crystal sphere and mirror. "Please, if you have these items, I will need them. They will be returned unharmed." She places a hand on the mirror and the other on the orb. "Please, place your items in front of me on the table. Please be silent."
Several of you have items, either from the Tines HQ or from Milo himself.
OOC: Okay folks, we will be posting this weekend. As soon as the majority posts, I will post a response. Donna's return is near.
Lian Friday October 1st, 2004 5:39:41 AM
The monk stands just behind K'Nara, not sure of the proper etiquette required for a 'scrying'.
He taps the red-head on the shoulder and shrugs. His eyes glance curiously around the room.
K'Nara Friday October 1st, 2004 5:56:03 AM
The human bladesinger turned around and looked inquiringly at the earnest monk.
"Yes, Lian..?" she prompted.
(OOC: Although I'm technically back as DM today, I'll let the oh-ao-able Assistant DM Jay take the posting through to Sunday, and begin posting as DM on Monday. He obviously has something in mind, so let's post and see if Miss Masie can, indeed, "know all and see all." ;) )
Ingrge Friday October 1st, 2004 5:30:01 PM
"Interesting that she should mention Black Birds don't you think?"
"Olanna, give her the braclett and the feather, I would be interested to see the connection.
Figment Friday October 1st, 2004 9:03:35 PM
The mage looks on with interest. Seeingas the others have items he simply watches, interested to see this form of magic aqt work.
Olana Saturday October 2nd, 2004 1:45:16 AM
Olana gives Ingrge a look, for a moment unwilling to hand over the bracelet, but then she unhooks it from her wrist, and along with the feather - hands it over to the strange old lady.
Athalorn Saturday October 2nd, 2004 2:56:10 AM
The druid hated cities. Especially alleyways such as this where the claustrophobia was more intense. He stifles a yawn and lays on his belly, watching from the shadows for any strangers. It seemed these Talons had more enemies than he thought...
Brother Bertram Saturday October 2nd, 2004 6:45:40 AM
Bertram watches to see what will occur. He is unfamiliar with this kind of magic and looks to see if it appears to be a scam..or the real thing.
Gunther Saturday October 2nd, 2004 1:09:04 PM
Watches and waits....waits and watches.
Idly scratches a spot on his arm where several scars crisscross...
Visions... Saturday October 2nd, 2004 9:40:05 PM
Miss Masie retrieves the items from Olana. The old lady closes her eyes and begins.
The image in the crystal ball is fuzzy at first...but then a bound and gagged Milo comes into focus. He is bruised and a bit bloodied, but otherwise okay for someone trussed like a holiday goose and slung across the back of a dappled horse.
The focus shifts from Milo to a familiar-looking elven female...a pretty dark-haired, dark-eyed elf...Elese from the group's earlier adventure. She is dressed in dark clothing and seems to be ordering other figures around...
The focus shifts outward--a large building that looks to be a granary of some sort...rather worn green paint flaking off its silver/gray wood siding. A tired building that looks past its prime beside an unkempt field of untended rye.
SUDDENLY there is a kaleidescopic whirlwind within the crystal ball-- Miss Masie gaspes and moans softly... .... as the images in the crystal suddenly become intensely surreal: they seem to be looking down upon the city when suddenly they are rushing Westward over the emerald forest, at different areas along the path they get sensations, of things: a stylized fork, a bloody heart, a large green lizard, a greasy black feather. As they go along they are traveling near a large river and are soon moving deeper into the forest. Turning so the setting sun is to their right, they seem to entering low, scrubby terrain--scraggly shrubs and bent, twisted and very small trees that look to have had the life sucked out of them for all that they defiantly sprout sickly green leaves in spite of the cracked and crackled earth they are growing out of. Soon they are focusing in on a small stronghold of black and gray stone.. Suddenly, it seems like they are trying to see through molasses and then the vision goes black.
Miss Masie slumps over, exhausted.
Lian Saturday October 2nd, 2004 9:47:02 PM
The monk begins to get a bit bored at the vision until Milo is seen, peaking the elf's interest and concern. As the vision shifts to Elese, the monk pushes past K'Nara. "What?!" Lian backs up shaking his head, bumping into K'Nara then Gunther. He moves to a chair and sits down, just staring at the orb, shocked.
Figment d20+9=22 Sunday October 3rd, 2004 10:18:38 AM
The mage looks on in dismay. He tries dilligently to recognize the surroundings in the ball (Int 22 - does he know where they are?). "We should have known... she played us the whole time. I wish we would have thought to mention her to the Tines. That was our mistake. Did anyone recognize the location? Has anyone ever seen that grainery before?".
Figment Sunday October 3rd, 2004 10:26:18 AM
Upon further thought the mages adds "I have an idea. With what we've seen in the ball I can most likely teleport me plus 4 other there right now. Since I've only seen it once there is a good chance I could mess it up, but hey, it's a risk. I imagine Ingrge could do about the same. I we hurry we could catch them rapidly.".
Athalorn Sunday October 3rd, 2004 11:50:21 AM
Athalorn waits patiently outside in the alleyway
K'Nara Sunday October 3rd, 2004 4:55:40 PM
"I don't know who that elf-woman was..." K'Nara said suddenly with a harsh fury evident in her voice, "...nor even where that green-painted building is--but I think I know where Milo is being taken...to the Badlands between Izen's capitol and the Emerald Kingdom." The leader of the Talons drew in a ragged breath with a set expression on her face.
"I recognized the terrain because it's identical to what I saw when Parnoth forced me to go to Izen all that time ago." K'Nara nodded towards the swooning seeress. "She okay? If she's all right, we should strike out for the Izen border as soon as possible...these people haven't had much of a head start--we shouldn't need to have to rely on iffy teleportation to catch up to them...IF we hurry..!"
Brother Bertram Sunday October 3rd, 2004 9:44:06 PM
Bertram clinks 5 gold on the table of Masie after assuring himself she is alright. He quickly follows the others out the door.
Lian Monday October 4th, 2004 5:45:45 AM
The monk is just agonizing over seeing Elese responsible for Milo's kidnapping.
DONNA, LET ME BE THE FIRST TO WELCOME YOU BACK! I'M READY FOR THE REAL FUN TO BEGIN.
Scene 6: The Search Begins
Rescue On The Way...Sort Of - DM Donna d20+1=9 d20=11 d20+1=17 Monday October 4th, 2004 7:09:24 AM
"G-go..." Miss Masie mutters as she revives somewhat, "...Milo Thistledown will be sacrificed to revenge if you don't leave now..."
"We're gone!" K'Nara replies, immediately heading out the door. As she exits the building, the redhead gives a sharp whistle that pricks up the ears of both her horse and the large wolf waiting without the dwelling.
"Athalorn--we're going after Milo--I think he's being taken to the Badlands of Izen." K'Nara explained as she swung up onto Poki's back. She also orders that those without horses double up with those that have mounts (Athalorn being the exception, as he has an animal form that can keep up with the horses.)
The Talons ride out of the city with urgent speed, with K'Nara asking about who the dark-haired elven-blooded individual was in Miss Masie's scrying. Dawn begins to paint the sky with pale fingers of light when the tired green granary of Miss Masie's vision comes into view.
Athalorn and Glannath's senses tell them that Milo Thistledown was here--and quite recently--but the place is now abandonned. Still, everyone gets off their mounts and pokes about to make sure there aren't any other clues.
Everyone in the party must make a Search check or a Spot check (use the better bonus of the two) to see what they might come up with. (OOC: K'Nara's humble Spot check is a mere 9...no clues for the redhead!)
"Dangnabbit!" K'Nara swore as she contemplated the remains of a fire that had still been smoldering slightly when the Talons rode up. "Anyone find anything..?" The rest of the group joins K'Nara at the barely-dead campfire as they report.
Everyone in the party must roll both a Listen and a Spot check versus DC16. (OOC: K'Nara's Listen is only 11, but she Spotted for 17.) Those who make either one will not be Surprised by the all-too-familiar voice that now addresses them:
"Why, yes, K'Nara--I have found you!"
The human bladesinger only has time to draw her sword and whirl around to face the oily grin of Mop, Parnoth's aide-de-camp and toady...and the six tall green scaly...men?...with him.
"Now all you have to do is give me the Serpent Star...or die!" Mop explains in a jovial voice.
"Well...since you put it THAT way..." K'Nara replies in an equally jovial voice and then addresses two individuals over her shoulder:
"Figment...Ingrge...you heard the man...let him have it..!"
As she speaks, she begins inching to her left...
(OOC: I'll be sending out a combat map for you in today's email. Make those rolls for clue checks, Listen and Spot checks, please! Then prepare for combat!)
Falin d20+2=21 d20+2=15 d20=6 Monday October 4th, 2004 8:59:48 AM
Falin starts looking through the campsite (spot 21)
Falin is caught off guard by the visitors (spot 15 listen 6)
Athalorn d20+19=20 d20+19=22 d20+19=26 Monday October 4th, 2004 1:49:34 PM
Athalorn is busy thinking of the forest too much to notice anything unusual around the campsite (Spot = natural 1), but his keen eyes and ears are well aware of the approaching beings (Spot = 22 Listen = 26).
As soon as he is aware of the approach, the druid transforms himself back into human form (ooc: assuming he has chance to do so before combat begins)
Olana d20+16=36 d20+17=31 d20+14=28 d20+9=21 d8+2=3 d8+2=3 Monday October 4th, 2004 2:48:52 PM
As for the vision, the elf has seen enough. She snatches back the bracelet, and is on the verge of using it, when K'Nara has everyone haring off in pursuit. "I can get him back with the brace -" "^*%$#@" <---- elven swear word
Olana has no choice but to follow - if Milo was badly injured, "IF" the bracelet brought him back, then he'd need healing, but with no healers around...
She is not in a talkative mood as the group travels. Right now both Elese AND K'Nara wear demon horns as far as she's concerned.
As they reach the campsite, she reckons everyone will slow down a bit, then she can give the bracelet of friends a try.
((Sailed through Spot and Listen))
As Mop and his cohorts thwart even that attempt, by arriving uninvited, the elf snaps, takes aim at Mop, and immediately starts firing arrows into the nasty little critter.
((Hits AC 28 and 21 for 3 and 3 DAM))
Figment d20+22=37 Monday October 4th, 2004 9:35:38 PM
The mage immediately casts "See Invisible" to make sure there's no funny business going on. He also looks for any signs of an illusion (DC 37). "Look Mop, you know you're toast if we open up on you. Why are you trying to get it? Why do you want it so badly...Hmm?".
Gunther d20+1=18 d20+1=9 d20+1=13 Monday October 4th, 2004 9:52:26 PM
The warrior carefully searches the area (Spot=18). Thinking that he might have found something, the warrior is just about to call K'nara's attention to it when he is caught completely off guard by the arrival of the less than friendly visitors (Spot=9, Listen=13). Growling savagely, Gunther reaches over his back for his two-bladed sword.
Brother Bertram d20+1=14 d20+5=8 d20+5=15 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 3:44:48 AM
Bertram discovers nothing new around the campfire. He is startled at the appearance of this new threat, and brings his axe up immediately.
Combat Round 1 - DM Donna 6d4(1+4+3+2+4+4)=18 d20+9=20 d20+9=28 d20+11=26 d20+5=17 d10+4=11 d4=4 d10+4=13 d6=1 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 1:10:43 PM
"At last!" Mop says in a gloating sort of voice, "You've decided to listen to reason! I would never have--"
At this point, Olana's arrows hit their mark, their feathered shafts blossoming from Mop's torso. The sycophant bellows, fear and anger in his next order:
"Kill them--kill them all!" the portly man screams, then paws at a ring on his left hand with his right. "And don't come back without that Serpent Star...!"
Mop disappears.
All six of the scaly humanoids do the same thing: open their mouths and breath streams of acid at the party.
Everyone must roll 2 Reflex Saves versus this acid breath attack (due to overlap, as each of these acid streams are about 5 feet wide and have a range of about 30 feet.) Make the Reflex Save vs DC17--you suffer 18hp if you don't make; 9hp if you do. Those who didn't make their Listen/Spot checks from last post cannot use their Dexterity modifiers on their Saving Throws, as they are flat-footed.
K'Nara sees the dragon-men open their mouths to breathe and uses her patented bladesinger technique to minimize the damage their acid inflicts, suffering a total of 18hps.
"Lucia!" the woman warrior yells and leaps at dragon-man 4, one of her blows striking the scaly opponent for 6hpd and 4hp fire damage.
(OOC: the dragon-men have AC25 and appear to be a bit resistant to damage.)
Gunther AC 20 HP 48/64 d20+3=23 d20+3=4 2d8(5+3)+3=11 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 3:49:51 PM
Miraculously, the large warrior expertly dodges the first stream of acid, even though he was completely of guard (Ref-Dex=23). A small amount of acid splatters on his neck and forearms... However, Gunther is not quite so lucky the second time around, and the stench of burning hair fills the air as he takes the second jet full in the chest... (Ref-Dex=4...Total damage 27). Orcish curses of the foulest variety stream through the air as Gunther writhes under the burning acid. Regaining his senses, Gunther calls out "Heilen" (activating Brahmah's tattoo). A faint glow can be seen underneath his armor, and a small amount of the damage from the acid begins to heal (11hp). Gunther then moves 10 feet forward and engages with the creature next to K'nara's victim (#6). Though he cannot attack this round, Gunther prepares for his next opportunity...
Athalorn AC 24 HP 50/77 d20+12=24 d20+12=16 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 4:35:27 PM
The druid reverts to human form in time to be hit by two streams of acid, although one stream seems to glance past him (Ref=24 and 16, damage = 27). The druid quickly clicks his boots together (Boots of Speed = Haste) then immediately begins chanting, his hand reaching for the leaf of his beloved Culverclove and gripping it tightly. His eyes focus deeply, and the sky above starts to become heavy above him. (Cast Call Lightning Storm)
ooc: Donna, just so I know for when I want to call a bolt of lightning, is the weather by any chance a rain shower, clouds and wind or hot and cloudy conditions? ~smiles sweetly at the lovely DM~
DM OOC: hey, that's some great schmoozing! However, the weather this night is merely partly cloudy--no storms in the vicinity.
Ingrge d20+6=16 d20+8=11 d20+11=17 d20+11=18 d20+11=30 d20+11=28 d20+11=27 4d6(5+4+4+2)=15 4d6(2+5+4+6)=17 4d6(1+5+3+5)=14 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 6:29:30 PM
While not seeing anything Ingrge recognizes that self serving simpering smarmy voice and turns, activating his boots of speed, to face him as Olanna's arrows find their mark in Mop's torso.
Targeting Scaly #s 4 Ingrge casts a scorching ray at the beast just as he is partially hit by two acid baths. (no save 46 points damage.)
Lian (47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #6) d20+14=17 d20+11=19 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 8:26:35 PM
Stunning Attacks 1/10 used.
The monk rushes to #6 and begins his attacks.
(AC 17 and 19(stunning attack, and improved trip attempt +4) vs magic and DR(Ki Strike), missing I'm sure) (Dodging #6, AC 26)
Speaking Draconic, "Come on you big green newt! Give me all you got! Domi's Hand is upon you. Boy, you smell like Parnoth!!"
Olana (HP 69/69, AC 20) d20+21=33 d20+21=29 d20+14=34 d20+9=12 d8+2=8 Tuesday October 5th, 2004 11:27:02 PM
Completely fired up, the elf see's whats coming, her rogue's skills coming to the rescue, and she is able to leap back a recieve no damage whatsoever (Evasion).
"Haaaaaaaaa!!!!!!!" she growls, letting two more arrows fly toward Monster #3. Assuming One hits AC 34 for 8 DAM.
Glannath Tuesday October 5th, 2004 11:30:01 PM
Up above, the huge eagle begins to fold in his wings, ready to dive dive dive.
Falin (40 Hps AC 23) d20+13=17 d20+13=30 d20+3=15 d20+22=34 d20+17=23 d8+2=4 d8+2=4 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 2:42:19 AM
After getting hit with the acid Falin knocks an arrow and looks for a target.
He scans the area for drops of blood or footprints that will give away the invisible leader. (Spot 15)
Upon finding Mop he fires two arrows (AC 34 & 23. Dmg 4 & 4.
Falin (40 Hps AC 23) d20+13=17 d20+13=30 d20+3=15 d20+22=34 d20+17=23 d8+2=4 d8+2=4 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 2:42:19 AM
After getting hit with the acid Falin knocks an arrow and looks for a target.
He scans the area for drops of blood or footprints that will give away the invisible leader. (Spot 15)
Upon finding Mop he fires two arrows (AC 34 & 23. Dmg 4 & 4.
Figment: first roll 16; fails for 18hpd. second roll 22; succeeds for 9hpd. Figment suffers 27hpd.
Bertram: both rolls succeed (first roll 22; second roll 20)--Bertram suffers 18hpd.
Combat Round 2:
One of K'Nara's blows hit #4, but she saw immediately that it didn't do the physical damage it should have. However, Ingrge's Scorching Ray spell manages to heavily damage her foe...just in time to motivate dragon-man #3 to leap to his fellow's aid. #4 manages to remain conscious (thanks to his natural 20 Fort Save) in spite of Ingrge's punishing attack.
Both #3 and #4 use two claw attacks and a nasty-looking bite on K'Nara. While their claws miss the mark, the human bladesinger involuntarily screams in pain at the bites as they connect, dealing another (total) 19hpd.
K'Nara now has only 64hp out of her original 101hp. She also whirls Lucia to full flaming effect at #4...well, as effective as one of the blows can be--the other blow doesn't penetrate the thick scaly hide of her foe, but the blow that does connect seems to do better damage-wise this time around: #4 suffers another 8hpd and 6hp fire damage.
#6 attacks Gunther--the same claw/claw/bite technique used on K'Nara--but only a single claw finds its mark...however, it's a critical hit, causing Gunther another 19hpd.
Lian's blows to #6 do not seem to effect it this time around...and now he and Gunther face both #5 and #6.
#5 swipes and bites at Gunther--one claw delivers another 7hpd to the warrior.
Falin and Figment see no invisible foes. Falin doesn't shoot anything this round.
#1 leaps at Athalorn--the attacks hit AC24, AC27 and AC29; that first attack misses because it's a natural 01 on the die. Damage to Athalorn: claw: 8hp; bite: 14 = 22hpd total.
#2 attacks Bertram--hitting AC32, AC26, and AC32 for 25hpd total.
DM OOC: I'm sending out an updated combat map to show you where everyone is at this point in Combat Round 1.
Falin (Hp 40 AC 23) d20+10=28 d20+17=23 d8+2=8 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 8:20:05 AM
Falin decides he will take care of the more immediate problem. He thinks to himself, "They can't be imune to damage everywhere."
He targets #1 on Athalorn. He draws back, says a quick prayer, and fires. (OCC: I dont know how or if you do called shots online. I placed a -12 on my first roll to target the lizard mans eye and I hit AC 28 (which should hit) for 8 points of damage.)
Seeing that he hit he fires the second one in quick succession. He doesn't aim as well and misses with the second arrow.
Athalorn AC 24 HP 37/77 d20+13=31 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 1:51:37 PM
The druid is focusing on his spell and deep in concentration when he is attacked viciously. A claw rakes his chest, ripping the skin, and the creatures teeth sink into his shoulder while he is trying to cast the spell. Blood pours freely from his wounds. He recoils in shock at the attack, and is unable to keep the spell in his mind (DC 37, concentration = 31). Staggering backwards, he quickly whispers a word of prayer to the Emerald Forest, and his shape changes to that of his favoured combat form - a huge feline form with rippling muscles and stripes of black. (ooc - Wildshape, Tiger - heals for 9 hit points) His jaws slavering, he readies himself for an attack.
OOC: I'm sorry, but if, during combat, I get my stats wrong please bear with me. 3.5 is relatively new to me and fighting in a different form seems to be a minefield of stats. For instance, do I retain my AC or take on the new forms? It doesn't seem to say in either Polymorph or Alter Self descriptions. Sorry !
Lian (47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #6) d20+13=24 d20+13=14 d20+10=27 2d6(3+5)+2=10 2d6(4+5)+2=11 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 3:56:03 PM
Stunning Attacks 1/10 used.
Lian takes a 5 foot step into flanking position on #6. AC 24+2, 14+2 and 27+2 (Flurry of Blows, +flank) vs magic and DR(Ki Strike)...for 10, miss and 11 damage. (Dodging #6, AC 26)
Brother Bertram d20+10=27 d10+5=8 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 4:27:58 PM
Bertram staggers as he is buffeted by the strange warrior before him. He swings quickly with the axe, trying to damage the creature enough to allow himself time to heal... The blow smashes into the creature,cutting into the creature's flesh.
Ingrge (boots of speed) d20+15=34 d20+15=27 3d6(3+5+2)+24=34 d6=2 2d10(8+4)=12 d20+9=16 d20+15=34 d20+15=31 3d6(1+1+5)+24=31 d6=3 2d10(1+8)=9 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 7:32:41 PM
Reaching back into his quiver, Ingrge activates his frost bow (free action) and then rapidly nocks and fires three arrows (third arrow due to boots of speed) into Bertram's Opponent #2 Arrow 1 - AC 34 crit threat, crit AC27 (48 points damage: 34 damage + 2 frost damage + 12 icy burst damage) Arrow 2 AC 16 Misses Arrow 3 AC 34 crit threat, crit 31 (43 points damage: 31 damage, 6 frost damage, 9 icy burst damage)
Figment d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 7:51:38 PM
OOC: Hey I figured I had 12 more hours before the next post so I didn't do it this morning. A little slack please... :)
Round 1: After taking the obligitory acid bath the mage casts fly and flies straight up to get a better look at the playing field.
Round 2: Seeing how their is no way to really get more than one in his line of fire the mage blasts the one on Bertram with a Magic Missle (20 DMG).
Olana (HP 69/69, AC 20) d20+14=19 d20+9=25 d8+2=5 d8+2=5 3d6(4+6+2)=12 3d6(1+3+6)=10 Wednesday October 6th, 2004 11:36:02 PM
Olana concentrates grimly on beastie # 3, who seemed to have all it's attention on hacking K'Nara to pieces.
"Pity.... for you," she mutters, taking careful aim (at around 20ft I reckon) at the distracted monster.
Arrow 1 hits AC 19 for 5 +12 Sneack attack damage.
Arrow 2 hits AC 25 for 5 +10 sneak attack damage.
OOC - Simon - do you want me to bring Glannath into active combat?
Gunther AC 20 HP 22/64 d20+14=19 d20+9=15 d20+14=31 d20+6=23 d8+8=13 Thursday October 7th, 2004 12:05:55 AM
Blood gushes from Gunther's neck and shoulder as the bulky man staggers under the combined attacks of the monsters. Truly torn between retreating and healing himself or attacking the creature, Gunther opts for the attack. If he did have to die, at least he was gonna slice into that smug little abomination a couple of times first. He wages a full attack on creature #6, but the pain from his recent wounds proves to be too much and he only manages one solid blow (AC 31 for 13hp). Turning to K'nara he manages a weak smile. "Tough little buggers, aren't dey?"
DM Donna Thursday October 7th, 2004 7:11:50 AM
This is an OOC post:
First, Athalorn's PC has asked a very good and pertinent question, so I'll be researching the answer on it...thus postponing today's DM post.
Second, Figment's player has reminded me that I haven't informed you all of how I handle posting:
I make my DM post usually between 5am and 6am Eastern time. Sometimes it can be an hour or so later, but I get it in around that time for the most part.
There are circumstances in which I will delay making my DM post--this is usually in prelude to combat, or during combat or when a single PC's choice of action, inaction or way they are RP'd in the post can have a VERY important effect on the upcoming game. In these cases, I will wait up to another six or seven hours to post.
HOWEVER, whenever I delay posts like this, I tend to post at my regular time the next day, rather than wait the usual 24 hours after the late post.
I realize now that I should have warned you all when I made the late post that I would be posting at my regular time the next day.
I'll be delaying my post for today, but I plan to post at my regular time tomorrow morning.
Combat Round 3 - DM Donna d20+9=10 d100=30 d20+9=12 d20+14=16 d20+14=16 d20+14=28 d8+8=11 d20+11=21 d20+4=21 d20+14=25 d20+14=16 d20+14=18 d6+6=8 d20+14=29 d20+14=26 d20+14=33 d6+6=8 d6+6=11 d8+8=13 d20+14=27 d20+14=20 d20+14=21 d6+6=11 Thursday October 7th, 2004 1:19:40 PM Wildshape question resolution: Athalorn now has AC20 while he's in the shape of a tiger.
On to resolving the rest of the combat:
Falin's shot sinks directly into the eye of dragon-man #1, who reels away from Athalorn a step or two. #1 is writhing in pain and cannot attack this round, as he failed a Fort Save to ignore his wound.
Bertram finds himself suddenly fumble-fingered--in spite of his best efforts, his weapon slips from his grasp. The dragon-man in front of him, however, fails his Fort Save versus the onslaught of damage he's received and drops to the ground, unconscious.
Dragon-man #3 bleeds from the arrows that Olana has peppered him with, but continues his attack on K'Nara; his clawing attacks miss, but his bite manages to sink into the human's forearm for 11hpd.
K'Nara concentrates on striking at #4; but neither of her blows land.
Dragon-man #4 attacks K'Nara, raking her with one claw for another 8hpd.
K'Nara now has 45hp out of 101hp originally.
Dragon-man #5 attacks Gunther; his claws and bite strike AC29, AC26, AC33 for 8hp, 11hp, and 13hp--a total of 32hpd. Ouch.
Dragon-man #6, however, now targets Lian: one claw hits for 11hpd.
Brother Bertram 5d8(6+1+2+5+7)+9=30 Thursday October 7th, 2004 1:45:28 PM
Bertram prays quickly over his wounds, trying to regain some of his strength after the assualt by the strange creatures. He feels the blood flow slowing and his wounds starting to close. He murmurs a quick prayer of thanks to Domi and moves back into the fray.
(Healed 30)
Athalorn (AC 20, HP 37/77, Hasted) d20+12=31 d20+12=28 d20+7=25 d8+6=8 d8+6=14 d8+6=8 Thursday October 7th, 2004 3:34:37 PM
The tiger eyes his prey in anticipation, then leaps at the creature that has attacked him with a mighty roar (#1). Hasted by his magic, and angered by the foul beast, Athalorn swipes with his deadly claws in a flurry of melee. (Hit AC31 for 8 damage, AC28 for 14 damage, AC25 for 8 damage
OOC: Jan - yes I think once Glannath saw me be injured he would attack - but It's up to you.
OOC: Donna - The rules for polymorphing are unhelpful to say the least. Can you tell me how you got to AC20 just so I know for future occasions? I'll take the conversation to email if you wish, as there is several other things I am unsure about. Eg. I have attacked using Athalorns Base attack bonus, plus the Tigers strength bonus, then used the damage from a standard tiger claw attack. Is this right?
Lian (36/47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #6) d20+5=20 d20+17=22 Thursday October 7th, 2004 5:44:48 PM
Stunning Attacks 1/10 used.
Not sure what to do, watching parts of Gunther fly away from the man, the elf thinks fast. He tumbles and dives (Tumble 22) around to his friend and shouts. "BERTRAM!! HELP! WE NEED YOU AND DOMI!!" The monk leans down, fully aware of the beasts around him, and shields the large man's body with his own. (Makes untrained Healing check 20 [standard action], YEAH! To stablize the fighter.)
(OOC: Donna, I'm fully aware that this move opens up Lian to AoO, but thats okay.)
Ingrge d20+15=29 2d6(5+3)+8=16 d20+9=23 2d6(1+4)+8=13 d20+15=35 d20+15=28 4d6(6+4+4+4)+24=42 2d10(8+3)=11 Thursday October 7th, 2004 9:42:37 PM
Watching his last target fall to the ground, he turns his attention and his bow toward the beast on Gunther (#6 I believe) Quickly nocking and releasing three arrows in succession he watches them fly toward his target.
Arrow 1 hits AC 29 for 16 points damage Arrow 2 hits AC 23 for 13 points damage Arrow 3 hits AC 35 nat 20 crit threat - Crit AC 28 for 53 points damage
Gunther....He's dead Jim ;) Thursday October 7th, 2004 11:22:00 PM
Large pieces of flesh ripped from his body and blood pumping from his carotid artery, the normally solid warrior's feet crumple uselessly under him. His body collapses with considerable force landing with an audible thud on the ground. His lifeblood seeping quickly from his body, Gunther catches a quick glance of the tiger ripping into a distance foe and an almost childlike smiles forms on his lips. The darkness gathers around him, and though it is still warm outside, his body shivers. He hears the faintest of voices calling out for Domi's aid... Limp hands reach up and fumble to catch hold of Lian. Pulling the monk in, Gunther musters all of the energy left in his dying body and whispers his final wishes. "Please, make sure dat de kitty is taken care of...she is so beautiful...I only vish I could have gotten to know her better..." The flow of blood from his wounds lessens considerably, and Gunther's hands go limp and fall to his side. Though the skilled monk work feverishly, it is rapidly apparent that the strange warrior's soul has departed.
Olana (HP 69/69, AC 20) d20+14=20 d20+9=20 d8+2=10 d8+2=4 3d6(6+2+1)=9 3d6(6+1+1)=8 Thursday October 7th, 2004 11:59:10 PM
seeing Gunther fall and Lian crouched over him, Olana quickly switches her aim toward dragonella #5.
Arrow #1 Hits AC 20 for 10 DAM +9 sneak attack dam iff still applicable
Arrow #2 Hits AC 20 for 4 DAM +8 sneak attack if applicable
(Ugh - did they even hit?)
"Hey! Ugly!" she yells at #5 right after the arrows have landed, hoping to drag its attention away from Gunther and Lian.
Glannath (AC 20, HPs 45) d20+4=14 d20+4=21 d6+3=6 d6+3=8 Friday October 8th, 2004 12:14:13 AM
Glannath drops right out of the sky, coming in for a talon attack on #1 -
Raking the creature AC 14 (missed? 6 Dam), and AC 21 for 8 DAM.
The bird stays on the wing, it's shrill call in everyone's ears.
Falin d20+10=11 d20+5=11 Friday October 8th, 2004 2:23:20 AM
Seeing Gunter go down Falin draws on #5.
Hoping he can be of some use he targets the eye with the first shot, which flies harmlessly over the creatures shoulder. The second one does as well.
DM Donna Friday October 8th, 2004 6:30:04 AM
Another OOC post--Figment, are you going to join this battle or not???
I'll check in again in another 6 hours.
From Jay B~ Come on guys, we really need each other right now. Pull together. Please!
Combat Round 4 - DM Donna d20+14=14 d20+14=20 d20+14=19 d20+14=30 d20+14=19 d20+14=23 d6+6=12 d4=2 d20+6=26 d20+6=10 d20+6=19 d20+6=23 d6+3=8 d20+3=12 d20+3=7 d20+12=25 d20+11=25 d20+5=11 d10+5=12 d6=5 d20+14=17 d20+14=17 d20+14=14 d20+14=33 d20+14=23 d20+14=18 d6+6=8 d6+6=8 d20+14=29 d20+14=21 d20+14=19 d6+6=10 d20+14=15 d20+14=21 d6+6=9 Friday October 8th, 2004 3:08:13 PM
Bertram now has 60hp out of his original 73hp.
Athalorn and Glannath gang up on dragon-man #1; Athalorn manages to damage the scaly guy, but Glannath's attacks don't get close enough to score hits.
Lian tumbles over to where Gunther lies and shields him. #5 & #6 manage to claw him once for 12hpd so that Lian now has only 24hp.
Ingrge fires upon #6 for 82hpd--causing #6 to explode! Both K'Nara and Lian must make a DC20 Fort Save or be blinded by gas for 2 rounds. (K'Nara barely makes her Fort Save this time around.)
Gunther is stabilized at -10hp...if Bertram doesn't heal him in this next round, he'll be dead (so that you MUST use Resurrection-type magic rather than a wagonload of Cures.)
Olana's archery targets #5 but doesn't manage to hit the green beastie at all. Screaming her insult at him gets the dragon-man to pause and glare up at her--and allow the snarling form of a black panther to hurl itself at it, knocking #5 to the ground!
#5 has the panther's jaws locked around his throat now, and cannot get up nor engage anyone else until the panther releases him. This mangling causes 3hpd to #5.
Falin's arrows miss due to the unexpected knockdown caused by the sudden attack by the black panther.
Figment orbits the site, no doubt planning his next move.
K'Nara--seeing Gunther fall--howls in fury and slashes mercilessly into #4 for another 17hpd.
#1 is too busy trying to get the big, snarling tiger away from him for its usual claw/claw/bite routine to score any hits.
#2 is still unconscious.
#3 continues to assault K'Nara for 16hpd; #4 also gets the human bladesinger for 10hpd.
K'Nara now has only 19hp out of her original 101hp left.
#5 is flat on his back with a snarling panther's jaws clamped around its throat. It can't bite the panther, but it does manage to rake the panther's side with one of its claws.
(DM OOC: there will be another combat map for you all in today's email. Technically, everyone now has until about 5 to 6am Eastern time on Monday to respond, but I'll post again as soon as everyone who can act posts for this upcoming round.)
Ingrge d20+15=17 d20+9=12 d20+15=16 Friday October 8th, 2004 5:11:05 PM
Drwing a bead back on his original target of #4, Ingrge lets fly with three more arrows and watches in despair as they all fly wide and high of the mark.
(OOC: geeze, I knew my good rolls wouldn't last forever, but 3 misses!)
Lian (24/47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #6) d20+9=25(save) d20+14=25 d20+11=30 2d6(6+3)+2=11 2d6(3+1)+2=6 Friday October 8th, 2004 11:58:45 PM
Stunning Attacks 3/10 used. (Fort save 25)
Not clear whether Bertram is going to make it in time to save Gunther, not able to help his friend further, the monk jumps toward #5 and begins pummeling it into pulp. "Get up LIZARD! Get to your feet!"
(AC 25(stunning attack) and 30(stunning attack), for 11 and 6 damage)[Stunning Attacks DC 19 Fort or be stunned for a round]
Athalorn (AC 20, HP 37/77, Hasted) d20+12=30 d20+12=26 d20+7=21 d8+6=9 d8+6=14 Saturday October 9th, 2004 4:00:42 AM
The Tiger sees his good friend collapse, bloody and torn, and flies into a rage at the beast he is attacking, hoping to tear him to the ground. He rakes with two claws, (AC30 for 9 dmg, AC26 for 14 damage) but misses with a third swipe, distracted by vengeful thoughts for Gunther.
Falin (AC 23 HP 40) d20+22=30 d20+17=33 d8+2=7 d8+2=4 Sunday October 10th, 2004 5:15:55 PM
"Wow, two on one sounds a little unfair. Let me even the playing field."
Falin targets #3 on K'Nara. He drws his bow and lets loose two arrows. They both strike their mark sticking deep into the lizard mans chest. The first does 7 points of damage and the second does 4 points of damage.
"Olana, so we are more effective I will target any one of the lizardmen that you target from now on."
Gunther the Almost Dead ;) Sunday October 10th, 2004 10:56:21 PM
Lies bleeding and unconcious on the ground.
Olana (HP 69/69, AC 20) d20+14=18 d20+9=27 d8+2=7 3d8(5+5+2)=12 Monday October 11th, 2004 1:29:54 AM
Olana nods grimly toward Falin, and then takes aim and fires at #3 wannabedragon also. If they worked together...
"Take your medicine, you fowl creature," she growls, letting fly.
The first arrow misses. The second hits AC 27 for 7 + 12 sneak attack Dam.
She keeps her eye on the battle, while trying to co-ordinate with Falin.
Brother Bertram 4d8(8+8+5+3)+9=33 Monday October 11th, 2004 8:18:36 AM
Bertram drops to his knees, looking over the fallen warriors wounds desparately. He prays to Domi and Gargul, searching for the power to save his comrade. He lays his hands upon the worst of the wounds, hoping his prayers would be answered.
OOC only thing I have is Cure Critical 33 points-Sorry Gunther)
Lian manages a mighty blow that not only damages dragon-guy #5 but actually stuns the scaly horror! (Total damage done: 17hpd) The panther continues to attempt to rip the dragon-man's throat out. (OOC: thanks to #5's being Stunned, the panther does some extra damage for a total of 15hpd this time around.)
Athalorn the Tiger's attacks do another 13hpd to #1.
Falin's arrows barely distract #3 (2hpd total).
Gunther lays there and bleeds bravely. Is he still breathing..?
Olana's own arrows find their mark on #3 as well (14hpd).
Figment continues to orbit--apparently he's being very VERY careful about which target he wishes to hit.
The Talons' resident cleric makes his appeal to the gods--and is rewarded by Gunther's eyes suddenly snapping open. Gunther now has 23hp.
K'Nara's blood flows freely from the horrible gouges in her flesh, but she manages to execute a perfect twirling strike that near cleaves #4 in two--but this triggers an explosion similar to the one exhibited before. K'Nara, #3 and the panther must all make Fort Saves vs. DC20 or be blinded for 4 rounds.
K'Nara barely makes her save; so does the panther and (unfortunately) the dragon-guy #3 does as well. (Lian is just barely out of the cloud range, so he does NOT need to save.)
K'Nara's second attack is directed at #3, but she misses due to the clinging wisps of acrid smoke that cause her to blink. Her foe, however, doesn't miss: one of his claws tags the woman warrior for 10hpd.
K'Nara now has only 9hp out of her original 101hp.
#1 continues to fight his tiger, striking the shape-changed Athalorn three times for a total of 28hpd.
#2 isn't getting up...still.
#3 attacks K'Nara (see above).
#5 is Stunned and cannot act for this round.
(DM OOC: I'm sending an updated combat map out to you players.)
Athalorn (AC 20, HP 9/77, Hasted) d20+12=32 d20+12=32 d20+7=8 d8+6=10 d8+6=10 Monday October 11th, 2004 3:25:35 PM
The druid flinches in agony at his new wounds as the beast rips into his feline flesh, the pain seering and the blood spilling freely (HP 9 of 77). He pauses fleetingly, his head telling him to stop and heal himself, but his anger at the fall of Gunther drives him on with intense fury. He roars deeply and the first two claws rake into the beasts body (AC32, Critical hit for 20 damage, AC32 also critical for 20 damage - thats good timing !) His third attack misses completely, catching a claw in the ground as he tries to pounce (natural 1)
Hoping that the creature is injured following this onslaught, Athalorn looks to one side and sees Gunther rise again. He smiles; at least his good friend was not dead.
Lian (24/47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #6) d20+13=25 d20+13=21 d20+10=20 2d6(5+3)+2=10 2d6(3+3)+2=8 2d6(2+5)+2=9 Monday October 11th, 2004 4:41:22 PM
Stunning Attacks 3/10 used.
Lian wants to take full advantage of the unmoving horror, so he continues to pummel the 'prone' beast.
(Attacking prone target, hitting AC 25, 21 and 20 for 10, 8 and 9 damage)
Gunther AC 20 HP 23/64 Monday October 11th, 2004 6:35:57 PM
The warrior's wounds close and his eyes flutter open at Bertram's healing touch. A look of disbelief in his eyes, Gunther takes in the battlefield. Noting K'nara and Athalorn's dire situations, Gunther grabs his sword, rises to his feet and then moves into a flanking position with K'nara. He is careful to move around the creature so as not to provide an attack of opportunity. He moves to within 10 feet of #3 so that next round he can move in and launch a full attack.
Figment d4+1=3 d4+1=3 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=3 Monday October 11th, 2004 7:33:37 PM
The mage casts another magic missle. This time on the one most hurt around K'Nara (17 DMG).
Ingrge d20+15=28 d20+9=13 d20+15=28 4d6(1+3+1+4)+16=25 Monday October 11th, 2004 8:32:11 PM
Taking his time to draw and fire his arrows this time Ingrge lets fly with another round of three and watches as two more strike true on beastie #3. AC 28 and AC 28 (25 points cold and arrow damage.)His middle arrow strikes the ground at the beasts feet.
Falin d20+22=23 d20+17=29 d8+2=10 Monday October 11th, 2004 9:16:30 PM
Falin looks at Olana and shouts, "I will target yours."
Targeting #3 Falin looses two arrows.
The first one misses its mark, but the second one strikes true for 10 hps of damage.
Glannath (AC 20, HPs 45) d20+4=16 d20+4=23 d6+3=5 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 12:57:45 AM
Glannath continues to harry Monster #1, clawing from above at it's hard, scaly hide.
Nearest hit AC 23 for 5 dam
Olana (HP 69/69, AC 20) d20+14=24 d20+9=29 d8+2=5 3d6(3+3+3)=9 d20+9=11 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 1:07:22 AM
Seeing their last arrows, plus Ingrge's, and then Figment's ball of fire hit #3, hopefully polishing it off, Olana reckons its time for #1 to get the point.
Her first arrow misses, the second hits - AC 29 (no crit) for 5 + 9 sneak DAM
Combat Round 6 - DM Donna d20+9=12 d20+6=22 d20+6=22 d6+3=4 d3+1=4 d3+1=3 d20+14=15 d20+14=18 d6+6=10 d6+6=7 d20+11=30 d20+11=25 d10+5=14 d6=4 d10+5=13 d20+5=13 d4=2 d20+5=20 d20+9=29 d20+14=13 d20+14=20 d20+14=16 d20+14=23 d8+8=15 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 7:30:10 AM
Athalorn the tiger's attacks (along with the well-timed assists from Glannath and Olana) do so much damage that the dragon-man he's fighting reels and goes crashing to the ground, as unconscious as #2.
Lian rains blows upon the dragon-man being mangled by the black panther--between the pair, they do 38hpd, but #5 is still alive.
Gunther readies himself to aid K'Nara in the takedown of #3...but many of his fellow Talons are of the same mind as Figment, Ingrge, and Falin pour their attacks onto the hapless scaly horror; #3 takes a total of 42hpd from the combined forces.
#5 shakes off the stunning effect of Lian's blows and rakes at the panther that has him by the throat--the feline suffers horribly from the flaying wounds. Already emaciated, she looks to be an inch from death now (OOC: the panther has only 1hp left.) Still, the big cat doesn't release the dragon-man from her suffocating grip, in spite of the scream of pain the panther shrieks. It is horribly evident that the panther will die in the next round if she is raked again.
K'Nara's next move surprises the remaining dragon-men: she whirls in place, bringing Lucia up high and then straight down in a guillotine-like move, scoring a critical hit on #5 and doing a total of 31hpd to him--and cleaving the head from his scaly shoulders. However, of course, in doing so, K'Nara, Lian, Gunther, the panther and #3 must Fort Save versus DC20 or be blinded for 2 rounds by the explosion of noxious gas that marks the foe's defeat.
The panther barely saves, as does the dragon-man fighting the human bladesinger...but K'Nara's infamous constitution fails her for once--she's blind. Her second attack misses #3 by a mile.
In spite of being unable to see, however, the redhead's graceful mastery of the bladesong keeps her from being clawed by the dragon-man...but she fails to dance away from his swift, snake-like strike and toothy bite. The dragon-man roars in triumph, eagerly swallowing the chunk of K'Nara's neck and shoulder that he's ripped from the falling fighter.
The leader of the Emerald Talons' body hits the ground and Lucia falls from her lifeless hand, flaring up briefly as though in anger before its magical flame winks out. K'Nara now has -4hp out of her original 101hp.
(DM OOC: an updated Combat Map will be emailed to the players.)
Figment d4+1=4 d4+1=3 d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d4+1=5 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 7:53:01 AM
The mage snarls as K'Nara falls to the ground. In fear of hitting his fellow Talons he once again uses his magic missle on the bestie making sure it chokes on K'Nara's flesh (21 DMG).
Athalorn (AC 20, HP 9/77, Hasted) 3d8(2+2+5)+9=18 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 11:36:55 AM
The tiger snarls as the beast crumples to the floor - decides on finishing him off later. Instead, he sees the panther in dire straits and K'Nara slumped on the ground. Where was Bertram? Hoping his friend will aid the panther, Athalorn decides he cannot leave K'Nara. Hasted, the tiger leaps to the fallen warrior and, if able to reach her, he growls a prayer to the spirit of the Forest, hoping the great wood will aid him now. (Cast Cure Serious Wounds on K'Nara, if he can, for 18 HP)
Brother Bertram 4d8(6+7+2+2)+9=26 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 4:12:27 PM
Bertram has time for only a moment of wonder at Gunther's recovery before he sees K'nara fall also. He runs to her and lays hands upon her bloody neck, blood flowing from her wounds. With his last prayers answered, Bertram calls upon Domi and Gargul with more conviction, praying for the healing of his friend, and he is again rewarded with the healing flow leaving his hands and entering his fallen friend. (Cure Crit again 26)
Gunther AC 20 HP 23/64 d20+16=21 d20+11=27 d20+16=18 d20+8=17 d8+8=11 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 4:38:08 PM
Gunther watches the events unfold around him as if in slow motion... Gunther growls as his kitty cries out in pain, and is about to dash to her side when K'nara takes out the beast. Smiling, Gunther prays that the kitty has enough sense to stay out of the fight. Then K'nara falls. Once again, Gunther is just about to rush to her aid when Bertram and Athalorn tend to her. Though he desperately wants to go and heal his kitty, Gunther knows that the dragon creatures must be dealt with first. Taking a 5 foot step, Gunther swings his odd sword in four quick rapid strikes, but only one blow manages to connect for a minimal amount of damage (AC 27 for 11hp).
Lian (24/47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #5) d20+9=24 d20+13=14 d20+13=27 d20+10=20 2d6(3+6)+2=11 2d6(3+6)+2=11 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 6:52:29 PM
(Fort save 24) (6/10 stunning attacks used)
Lian continues to beat up on the prone dragon-man. [AC miss(stunning), 27 (stunning) and 20 (stunning) for miss, 11 and 11 damage. Stunning DC 19]
(NOTE: Donna, I had thought of using the leopard stats for the panther. What did you use?)
DM OOC: I used slightly-modified Leopard stats from the Monster Manual for the panther. However, Lian is going to have to post again, as there is no longer a #5 for Lian to beat up on (K'Nara beheaded him and he exploded in a cloud of noxious gas which Lian made that Fort Save against, remember?)--unless he's moved on to the unconscious #2..?
Ingrge d20+15=16 d20+9=10 d20+15=34 d20+15=29 4d6(2+6+1+6)+24=39 2d10(3+7)=10 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 9:23:48 PM
Ingrge sends three more arrows arching #3's way and winces as the first two miss. Taking more time befroe sending the third pays off as it screams toward the beast and impales it solidly. AC 34 crit threat AC29 Crit for 49 points of cold, arrow, and icy burst damage.
Lian (24/47 hps, AC 25, AC 26 vs #3) d20+14=22 d20+11=27 2d6(6+6)+2=14 Tuesday October 12th, 2004 10:30:06 PM
(4/10 stunning attacks used)
Lian moves onto #3. He jumps in and attempts a trip (touch attack, improved trip). (AC 22 trip, AC 27 stunning attack for 14 damage. Stunning DC 19.)
Olana d20+14=31 d20+9=23 d8+2=9 d8+2=5 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 1:55:23 AM
"Once they're down, get back!" yells the elf. "Don't finish them off up close! Lian! Watch yourself!"
She's attempting to judge the noxious gas range of these things, and will not fire on the unconscious #1 if she thinks she'll endanger the others.
For certain she'll wait until Glannath and Athalorn are out of the way.
If they are - hitting the prone #1 for 13 DAM
Glannath Wednesday October 13th, 2004 1:56:44 AM
The eagle rises up into the air, as the monster goes down, and seeing that Athalorn is no longer threatened from that one.
DM OOC Wednesday October 13th, 2004 6:28:42 AM
I had a horrible night last night--today's post will be very late.
Falin d20+22=40 d20+17=24 d8+2=7 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 2:09:36 PM
Falin will target whichever one is still standing. Hitting with the first arrow and doing 7 points of damage.
"We should try to not kill one inorder to get some answers."
Combat Over - DM Donna d4=3 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 5:40:13 PM
#3 is the last dragon-man standing--but between Figment's, Gunther's, Ingrge's and Lian's attacks, #3 explodes in a cloud of noxious gas, prompting another Fort Save versus DC20 for Gunther, Bertram, Athalorn, the panther and Lian or they'll be blinded for 3 rounds.
There are no more dragon-men standing--both #1 and #2 are unconscious on the ground. Athalorn and Olana see that the heavily-injured black panther is crawling towards #2 in a "pounce-and-kill" gait.
The healing magic of Athalorn and Bertram return K'Nara to the land of the living--her neck and shoulder magically heal over. The female fighter moans and her hazel eyes flicker open--K'Nara now has 40hp out of her original 101hp.
"F-Figment..?" she asks weakly. "Are you there..? Is Ingrge nearby, too...?" Her voice and pale countenance draw the males she is asking after closer to her.
"The next time you see me sneaking out of spell range and saying 'let him have it'..." she says, sitting up with a snarl and a glare at both spellcasters, "...then, for the love of the gods--let him HAVE it!!!"
The battle is over--but the group has two unconscious dragon-men that need to be dealt with, as well as other things to attend to.
The only clues to have been found before the battle began, by the way, were that there had been a group of no less than ten people who'd briefly stopped here. Some kind of device that balanced on a tripod (or on three feet) was recently set up near the still-smoldering fire.
Lian (24/47 hps) d20+9=18 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 6:06:20 PM
The familiar sound of frusteration rings from the elf. "CRAP!" He stumbles as he stands, rubbing his eyes, obviously blinded by the explosion. "Deaf, shortened and now BLIND!? Just kill me now! It would be most humane!" He thinks a moment. "Is everyone okay?" He listens for the group to sound off.
Ingrge Wednesday October 13th, 2004 6:16:42 PM
Ingrge walking over to K'nara as she gets up and goes off on he and Figment looks over at her and smiles.
"And what pray tell would you like me to let him have it with in the middle of a wooded clearing when we were all within the destructive range of some of my spells. Or perhaps you would like us to set the Forest on fire again. As I recal the last time we "Let it Loose" that is exactly what happened and then you berated us about that as well. We won't mention the fact that I currently only had one offensive spell memorized, as we have not, so to speak, been in a lot of combat situations in the past several weeks and I used it right off. Tonite and tomoorow morning I will be sure to rectify that. Finally and possibly most important, perhaps instead of jumping into the thick of things, you actually might learn how to use that bow you carry and attack from a distance, then you won't get chopped up so badly. I am tired of having to pull your bacon out of the fire, and I am sure our friend Bertram would like a break from healing someone who appears to have a death wish."
As he finishes he tosses potion vial at her feet and walks over to Gunther and hands him another. (Both Cure Serious Wounds)
Figment d6=5 d6=3 d6=5 d6=2 d6=4 d6=5 d6=3 d6=5 d6=1 d6=5 d6=4 d6=6 d6=6 d6=3 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 9:03:08 PM
The mage winks back at Ingrge and requests the others to back out of "explosion" range and blasts the 2 unconscious beings with a Cone of Cold (57 DMG). If they somehow survive he blasts them with yet another. "See K'Nara, we can do extreme damage when we have the chance and no allies are in the way. I had hoped to prevent a fight and get info from Mop. Too bad he got away yet again. I'd say we better keep moving to catch our quarry...".
He looks closely around the campfire for any more clues before they head out.
Gunther d20+7=13 2d8(8+5)+3=16 Wednesday October 13th, 2004 9:58:00 PM
Blinded by the noxious mist, Gunther rubs his eyes which now stream tears. However, despite his blindness, the large warrior beams a gleeful smile. He calls out to Athalorn. "She vas beautiful vasn't she?? By de gods how poverful she is!! Did you see de vay she ripped into does tings?!!" An almost giddy tone in his voice as he glows over the performance by his new kitty. "But she vas hurt badly. Could you bring her to me so I can heal her?"
If Athalorn is able to persuade the panther to come over to Gunther, he gently places his hands on her luxious silky coat and whispers "Heilen". Once again, there is a slight glow under his armor as healing energy flows from his body into the panthers (16 HP). In his excitement, Gunther reaches up and playfully grabs the panther by the neck and rubs his face up against hers.
Falin Thursday October 14th, 2004 2:19:44 AM
Looking over all of his comrades he glances at his bow with a forlorne look upon his face.
"My friends, I am sorry I could not do more. For some reason I was not able to hit anything during the exchange. I feel I have failed the party it a great time of need."
Falin withdraws into his cloak and into his own depression.
Lian (42/47 hps) Thursday October 14th, 2004 2:47:28 AM
The monk, still blind, sits down and channels his energy. (Wholeness of Body heals 18 points)
He stands up. "Falin, not everyone excels at there given talents all the time. I was terrible in combat when I started in this group, now I am alot better. Ask any one of the Talons, they'll confirm what I'm saying." The elf smiles to his woodland kin. "Trust me. Moping only makes it worse."
Olana Thursday October 14th, 2004 3:16:09 AM
Olana stands well back as Figment makes sure none of the other dragon men wake up and start this thing all over again. She lets out a sigh. That was a bad fight, and she's glad to see those who fell, up on their feet again.
"You did okay," she murmurs quietly to Falin, tapping him lightly on the foot with her boot. "Come. Hopefully there's a trail to find. But first..."
She steps to one side, and firmly pulls at one of the charms on her bracelet. "Milo!" she calls out.
Activating Bracelet of Friends.
The Return of Milo - DM Donna Thursday October 14th, 2004 6:32:35 AM
K'Nara glares at Ingrge and sticks her tongue out at him.
"Know-it-all...!" she mutters. Then she frowns thoughtfully--perhaps she ought to simply resign as leader? Every time K'Nara has given orders lately, it seemed that somebody else in the party tended to disregard them because they seriously questioned her judgement.
Meanwhile, Olana's activation of her magical Bracelet rewards her with the sudden appearance of Milo at her feet--bound and gagged as in the vision that Miss Masie showed the group.
(OOC: for clarification--the group is NOT in the middle of a clearing but next to an abandonned granary. The particular area the campfire site is located at is actually well away from the forest.)
Milo Thursday October 14th, 2004 9:21:35 AM
Milo lay very still as he looks up from where he lay on the ground. He appears very much as he did before, an unassuming halfling with light brown hair and deep blue eyes. However, it is the eyes that show a change more than anything else, since they hold a familiar glint, one not seen in the eyes of the halfling for quite some time. There is something else as well, it can only be described as pure outrage. However, as Milo looks up and sees Olana, his eyes immediately soften, and his entire body visibly relaxes.
Athalorn Thursday October 14th, 2004 10:45:28 AM
The tiger prowls around, badly wounded and exhausted from his exhertions. He lies down once he has his breath back, and watches, astonished, as the party first bickers then Milo appears. Nothing would surprise the druid anymore. He nods in acknowledgement of Gunthers words, then ignoring the others, approaches the panther, hoping his tiger form will not scare the creature away.
Falin d20+2=20 Thursday October 14th, 2004 12:12:12 PM
With the advent of the abandonded granery Falin looks over at it and investigates it in the hopes that it might lend some clues. He also removes a tindertwig from his pouch on the way over. (OCC: Spot check 20)
Brother Bertram d20+11=28 3d8(2+3+6)+9=20 3d8(8+2+3)+9=22 Thursday October 14th, 2004 8:36:11 PM
Bertram easily avoids the explosion and quickly moves to heal K'nara. (OOC Cure Serious-Another 20) (OOC Cure Serious-Another 22)
Olana Friday October 15th, 2004 12:24:10 AM
Olana gives Milo a warm smile and starts to untie him. There is an immense look of relief on her face. "You might have to wait a little while before you get patched up," she says, her nimble fingers tackling the bonds. We've er.... just had quite a party."
Gunther Friday October 15th, 2004 12:30:55 AM
The blind warrior sits and waits to heal/play with his new found kitty. Hearing Olana, Gunther mistakenly thinks her comment is about himself, and he smiles warmly. "Yes, I know, I vas at de party, remember?? And don't vorry...I'll be alrighty..as soon as I can see again."
Lian (42/47 hps) Friday October 15th, 2004 1:50:02 AM
Eyes still blurry, Lian rubs them. "Milo? Where'dya come from?"
Lucia Friday October 15th, 2004 3:40:00 AM * I think that maybe you should start backing off a little bit. I worry about you and I really don't like it when we have to lay on the ground and hope that you get back up. Maybe this one time I will recommend you start using your bow to soften them up before I move in for the killing blow.*
The Gang's All Here - DM Donna Friday October 15th, 2004 9:31:37 AM
K'Nara smiles as she picks up and resheathes, Lucia.
*...I'll...try taking your words of wisdom in the future...* she assures the sword. Out loud, however, she welcomes back Milo into the fold. (Milo, by the way, needs about 15hp of healing himself.)
"What happened back at the Tines Headquarters, Milo?" K'Nara asks. "Enderin there was spouting some nonsense about how you and some recruit named Lerith made off with that Serpent Star. I wanted to punch him in his face."
Milo Friday October 15th, 2004 8:13:42 PM
Ungagged, Milo snorts, "Do you mean Elese? She made off with the Serpent Star, and me ta' boot. I was on my way back to that room, and then someone hit me from behind. When I woke up, I was as you saw me a moment ago. I think she may be a dark elf... kept referring to my little beauty here," Milo nods his head toward Olana, "as pasty faced. Can you even imagine? I'll tell you what... when I catch back up with her, we'll see just how pale a drow looks without her evil schemin' black blood to give her color. She kept on about bein' a part of some crazy sect... and getting a seat on the council... or some other such craziness that I don't pretend to understand beyond the idea that she is a part of something larger than herself... good thing for her too, cuz she doesn't have the good sense to keep her big trap shut while I'm sittin' there all tied up. To be honest, I've had enough covert operations to last me a while... I really just want to cut up some bad guys now, if'n you don't mind."
Lian Saturday October 16th, 2004 1:04:35 AM
"Milo, glad your back pal." Looking almost eye to eye with the halfling, who used to be shorter than the elf. "But you must be mistaken about Elese. She's a good friend... she's no drow."
Athalorn Saturday October 16th, 2004 2:58:35 AM
Still seriously wounded from the battle, the tiger slumps to the ground near the panther. He eyes Milo with suspicion, not knowing the halfling well enough to trust him entirely.
Ingrge Saturday October 16th, 2004 12:24:45 PM
Welocming Milo back, though possibly somewhat less exuberantly than some of the others, Ingrge sees the wounded cats and walks over to Athalorn. "If you will open your mouth I will pour a cure serious wound potion into it and perhaps your example will allow me to convince our new freind to let me do the same for her.
Brother Bertram Sunday October 17th, 2004 7:50:37 PM
Bertram moves about checking the others for serious wounds.
(OOC IF your hurt I need to know how badly please)
Camping Out - DM Donna Monday October 18th, 2004 6:43:21 AM
"Well, now that you're back, Milo," K'Nara says in a cheery voice, "We'll see what we can do to give you a chance to do that cutting. Meanwhile, we'll just take the opportunity to rest up before following those thieves into Izen."
The black panther--after cautiously sniffing Gunther and then Athalorn--has withdrawn into the shadows of the nearby granary. Upon rekindling a fire in the former site, you can distinctly see the shine of her eyes. Gunther will have to use his expertise in order to aid anyone wishing to use either a potion or a Cure spell on her; she is still at only 1hp.
Brother Bertram and Athalorn (as well as anyone else with the appropriate magic) can heal up the party for their damage on this overnight stay.
Unlees anyone in the party has objections, K'Nara assigns the watches:
1st Watch: Bertram, Figment & Ingrge 2nd Watch: Lian & Gunther 3rd Watch: Athalorn & Falin 4th Watch: K'Nara & Olana (and Milo if he's up to it.)
(Each watch is about three hours and they start at sundown, of course.)
Glannath Monday October 18th, 2004 1:57:08 PM
In the aftermath of the battle, the huge eagle touches down near his companion. He's a little wary of the other cat though. At some point he'll go an find out if there's anything left of the dragon-men carcasses. He wasn't a carrion eater, but if it was to his liking...
Olana d20+12=17 d20+13=25 Monday October 18th, 2004 2:01:09 PM
Giving Milo a quick, but tight hug, the elf leaves him to get patched up and has a poke around, seeing if she can find any tracks, before taking her watch. She'll also help bind and clean wounds.
((SEARCH DC 17)) ((HEAL DC 25))
Lian (42/47 hps) d20+8=11 d20+18=24 Monday October 18th, 2004 3:25:43 PM
Lian excercises and then rests for the night, until watch.
"Milo, did you overhear anything about what they are intending to with the Serpent Star? What it'll be used for?"
(Spot 11) (Listen 24, minus partial deafness)
Falin d20+2=22 d20+2=11 Monday October 18th, 2004 6:04:50 PM
Falin will sit back for the evening. Content with the oncomming of the night and wanting to put the battle behind him.
During his watch he will sit out of the firelight in the nearby granary. Careful not to spook the panther.
(Spot Natural 20 adds up to 22) (Listen of 11)
Figment Monday October 18th, 2004 9:33:01 PM
The mage listens to Milo's explainations. "She is indeed a dark elf. I told everyone that as we parted with her in the gate. Did they say where they were going? I wonder if they have a way into the underdark? We should try to catch them before we get there as we will lose our advantage if we fail. I think that teleport would be a good idea now. We may fail to catch them if we don't catch them very soon.".
Gunther (HP23) d20+12=27 2d8(8+4)+3=15 d20+1=15 d20+1=4 Tuesday October 19th, 2004 12:46:10 AM
Never taking his eyes off the panther, Gunther watches her actions carefully..watching, waiting, judging (Handle Animal=27). He approaches her carefully, in a crouch so low that it borders on crawling. He travels with purpose, locking eyes with the feline. His body language conveys a subtle mix of resolve and patience. Moving slowly, Gunther gradually closes ranks with her, until he manages to make it by her side. Slowly reaching out his scarred hand, Gunther places it near the panther's muzzle so that she can become accustomed to his scent. Then ever so gently, he reaches out his hand and places it on her flank. As he does so, he whispers "Heilen" and healing energy flows from his body into the big cat's (15 hp healed). Haven accomplished his mission, Gunther gradually slinks back to the campfire and rejoins the others.
As he comes back, Gunther passes behind Milo and gives him a hearty slap on the back. "Yes friend, it is goot to have you back. I vish it had been a little better circumstances, but you can't have everything, eh?
Gunther allows Brother Bertram to tend his wounds after making sure that others (like Milo and Athalorn) are tended to first (if needed, he passes off the Cure Moderate Wounds potion that was given to him). Though he had fairly formidable wounds, the others were far worse off. After any healing is applied, Gunther bunks down in a position as close as possible to the granary without disturbing his new friend. When awakened for his watch, Gunther gazes out into the darkness (Spot=15, Listen=4) do his best to make sure they don't get bushwacked again.
Athalorn (9hp of 77) 3d8(5+2+1)+9=17 3d8(6+7+4)+9=26 d20+19=28 d20+19=21 Tuesday October 19th, 2004 2:37:17 AM
Athalorn watches Ingrge, and decides it is time to return to his usual form (Wildshape - Human form). He thanks his friend, and imbibes the fluid, feeling the strength returning to his body (HP = 36).
The druid smiles as he watches Gunther working with the cat, pleased when the panthers wounds are healed slightly. Gunther would make a good friend of the animal.
As the sun begins to set, Athalorn moves off from the others slightly, to find peace. He closes his eyes, thoughts lost to the deepness of his mind, and kneeling, begins to pray to the unseen powers around him. (Prepare Spells)
On his watch, Athalorn thinks it best to leave Falin alone. The archer always seemed to prepare his own company, and had a sadness in him that the druid didn't want to intrude upon. He swigs another potion that is hidden in his pouch (Cure Serious Wounds - HP 62) and then watches the darkness of the night, eyes and ears enjoying the silence (Spot = 28 Listen = 21)
Lian (42/47 hps) Tuesday October 19th, 2004 4:49:58 AM
(OOC: Sorry about the early post, but I have a late schedule at the store late Tuesday.)
During Figment's accusations of Elese, Lian shoots sharp glances about the group. He seems 'put-off' by their dislike of his friend. - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - -
Lian sits with Gunther during watch and makes idol conversation about the kitty and the recent adventures. "So, you were somewhat interested in the dragon tongue? Lets see..." The elf goes into basic nouns and stays clear of grammar and structure. All of the conversation is done in a low voice, almost a whisper. He'll let the large man also know that he'd be happy to teach him elven and sylvan alike. The monk will make a point of language difficulty and states that, "It might be hard to get the nuances of the lilting elven tongue with your accent which is quite pronounced."
Movin' Right Along - DM Donna d20+6=24 Tuesday October 19th, 2004 6:42:05 AM
Gunther's handling of the panther helps build the bond between them--for it was obvious that she had not only followed the group still, but also that she had felt the instinct to aid the people who aided her earlier. The panther remains in the shadows, but definitely close enough to help out again in the future.
Everyone is completely healed up and refreshed after a night of rest. No wandering monsters interrupted the camp and all spellcasters get to change up their spell lists if they wish.
DM OOC: I'll be emailing you my expectations about this.
K'Nara is awake and practicing her bladesinger techniques when Olana (and Milo, if he's of the mind to) join her on last watch.
"Tell me of this Elese." she asks. "Figment says she's definitely a dark elf. I'd like to try to find out why she seems to have it in for Olana."
It's a question that K'Nara asks of everyone else who's met this Elese person--who is she and what do they, personally, think of her?
Breakfast, by the way, is augmented by a freshly-killed deer, courtesy of the she-cat.
Well, okay...so a lot of the tasty entrails and interior organs are missing and the group will have to suffer through eating the venison parts of the beast, but, hey--she who hunts gets first dibs! ;)
Figment Tuesday October 19th, 2004 7:40:28 AM
The mage decides to help with the preparation of the deer seeing how they are in a hurry. "I'll have this cooked up for everyone in a jiffy - and don't worry (glancing at those who impuned his cooking skills not too long ago), there's not time to preprare it in a 'civilized' way...". He prepares it in a very basic way opting for speed over culinary delecacy.
He tells the Bladsinger all he recalls of Elese - and takes note of Lian's reaction. "So Lian, why are you put off by the groups' anger at Elese? She just attacked and murdered many of he Tines and has caused us to be accused of her treachery? Why is she important to you?". He watches his reaction VERY closely.
Athalorn Tuesday October 19th, 2004 8:56:13 AM
In the morning, the druid wakes at first light and listens to talk of this Elese. He didn't know anything about her, so doesn't involve himself in the discussion. All the time, he looks for Glannath, hoping they can spend some time together in flight later...
Milo Tuesday October 19th, 2004 9:58:47 AM
"No Lian, I've told you everything that comes to mind for the present. They weren't so careless as to spill those beans. Sure'n I'll take a watch. I'm happy to do my part. I'm liking my watchmate," Milo glances Olana's direction and stifles a grin. "I'll tell you what Figment. The only importance Elese has for me presently, is that I'd like to be the one to stick the blade between her shoulder blades." Milo draws his short sword of speed and gives it a test whirl before resheathing the weapon.
Brother Bertram Tuesday October 19th, 2004 1:57:23 PM
Bertram wakes and does his morning rituals, praying both to Domi and Gargul. He double checks everyone for wounds once again, including the animals as will let him.
Falin Tuesday October 19th, 2004 7:19:46 PM
At daybreak Falin does whatever is necissary to get the party going in the morning. Before they leave he will double check what he has on him and reinventory everything.
Ingrge Tuesday October 19th, 2004 8:57:27 PM
During watch with Figment he takes a little time d=to discuss spells and what they out to prepare to supplement each other.
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Olana Wednesday October 20th, 2004 12:22:36 AM
"I was worried about you," whispers Olana when her and Milo have a moment together.
When the subject of Elese comes up with K'nara - "I had a feeling there was something strange about her. My kind and drow have a long established emnity. It's funny how it seemed to extend beyond the normal senses." She shrugs. "I'd have had to kill her if she'd done anything to Milo."
Glannath Wednesday October 20th, 2004 12:23:52 AM
The eagle is keen to be up in the air as morning comes.
Lian Wednesday October 20th, 2004 4:39:19 AM
Lian can't stomach the talk going on about Elese, so he takes his breakfast and walks a distance from the party. 'Total disregard for my feelings!' He thinks to himself.
OOC: Spellcasters, could you prepare a spell or two to help out a monk in combat too? ;)
More Storytelling - DM Donna Wednesday October 20th, 2004 7:40:29 AM
"What did you, personally, think of her, though, Figment..?" K'Nara presses the wizard for his opinion. She already knew about how the female had appeared to be a grey elf who was rather charismatic; the woman warrior wanted to know how the various members of the party personally felt about Elese, as well.
Olana had quite clearly stated her opinion, and Milo certainly didn't like Elese, either.
What about everyone else, though?
Gunther Wednesday October 20th, 2004 9:39:41 AM
Gunther shrugs as the topic of conversation turns toward Elise. "Vell, she vas ok, I suppose. But if de oders tink she is bad, den I vill bow to der knowledge...I didn't get to know her vell." Noting Lians sudden departure, Gunther joins him. "You know, I vas tinking about vat you said last night. I tink I vould be interested in learning Elven. I know dat it vould be hard for me to speak it, but at least I could know vat you vere saying ven you speak it." Gunther winks at Lian. Turning his eyes toward the group, Gunther sighs. "I know you liked dis Elise person, but maybe she vas deceiving us all. Or maybe she's under some kind of spell... But something's for certain. Ve need to go find her...get dis Serpent Star ting everyvon vants...den find out vether she is friend or foe."
Falin Wednesday October 20th, 2004 5:55:24 PM
"I have not had the pleasure of meeting this Elise. There have been several drow I have companioned with over the years. I have also known some drow who were the stereotypical wanting to take over the surface dwelers drow. I have no opinion one way of the other until I meet her."
Ingrge Wednesday October 20th, 2004 6:02:48 PM
I am of mixed feelings about Elese. Without her we might never have escaped Fae Skiemer alive and in basically one piece. At the same time There was something not quite trustworthy about her.
Brother Bertram Wednesday October 20th, 2004 8:25:32 PM
After Bertram has finished checking everyone's wounds, he prepares himself a quick meal, listening with half an ear to everyone talk. While he listens Bertram considers how to get some money back to the family of the lil girl that Gargul saved, as well as how to use the rest to do the most good. His mind is far away from his reputation with these Tines, as he never really felt he fit in there anyway.
Milo Wednesday October 20th, 2004 9:51:28 PM
Barely having to look up to look into Olana's eyes, Milo smiles shyly and talks quietly to the elf maiden, "I have missed being closer to you. If worse came to worse, I'd have talked Gargul's ear off until he sent me back for fear of losing his sanity." Milo's grin stretches across his face.
Turning back to the group, "Regardless of what we decide to actually do with Elese, we still have to get that magical dohickey back from her. So I suggest we carry this conversation further on the road, if'n you know what I mean."
Figment about Elese Thursday October 21st, 2004 12:07:39 AM
"She never tried to be part of the party. She played the 'victim' role very well. As she parted in the gate, she said we'd meet again soon and said something that made me think her adark elf - and I said so at the time. I do not trust her. She may or may not be evil - but she is clearly our enemy and has killed many Tines. She should be taken out - I think... But I think she is an accomplished mage. She knew too much about magic. She is more powerful than she let on.".
Lian Thursday October 21st, 2004 1:44:04 AM
The monk continues to wander with Gunther. "Okay, elven it is. When would you like to start?"
Olana Thursday October 21st, 2004 2:29:53 AM
Seeing as Elese appears to be the subject of the moment -
"Would she have tried to kill you?" Olana asks Milo quietly.
Run for the Border - DM Donna Thursday October 21st, 2004 7:10:30 AM
K'Nara frowns thoughtfully at all the dialogue she receives--and does not receive--from everyone in the group.
"Dark elf or not," the leader of the Talons says, "We must get that artifact back--too many people want it. Since it looks like we're all up to snuff, let's get going!"
The party follows the roads southwest, getting closer and closer to the boundary with Izen as they go. After another two or three days of travel, they come across some very oddly pruned trees and a dead elf. There is nothing to show how the elf died, but there are some whip marks on his back and legs. K'Nara orders a rest stop and insists on interring the remains in basic elven fashion. After a quick meal, travel resumes.
Several hours later the Talons come across more of the funnily pruned trees and bushes and yet another dead elf. (This elf looks somehow familiar to most of the older Talons, but his face is so scarred that they can't tell who he is.) This time, though, there is something else that Ingrge and Olana recognize right away:
On the elf's right wrist is a slave band, one of Parnoth's, and it is brand new.
K'Nara is positively grim when the group takes the time--once more--to give the elf the dignity of final rest.
"Back to twisting the landscape to his own design..." mutters the female fighter through clenched teeth, "...and forcing the elves of the land to do the dirty work as well..."
Athalorn Thursday October 21st, 2004 10:55:10 AM
The druid spends most of the journey in flight with Glannath, enjoying the feeling of the sun on his back and the air beneath his wings. He rests with the party at night, praying each evening and at the burials they attend to.
With Milo's return, he decides to adopt a silent approach. He still wasn't entirely sure what was happening, but he did know that the slave bracelets were bad news, and so he scouts ahead of the party from the sky each time they stop.
Milo Friday October 22nd, 2004 12:25:34 AM
Continuing to speak quietly with Olana as they travel, "She may have eventually, though I think she maybe needed me for something. I'm not sure what. She kept me bound with spells as well as ropes."
Lian Friday October 22nd, 2004 4:19:59 AM
After rising in the morning, Lian exercises and gets dressed. He is now in dark grey clothes, all matching in hue. As sparse as his gear was before, it's nearly absent now, the exception being the brown belt pouch that sticks out in contrast against the grey tones, just under his cloak. The monk also wears a leather torq with a silver holy symbol of Domi and a headband that matches the clothing.
He travel behind Bertram as they move, just watching Milo at a distance. He knows his dear halfling friend has been through alot, but he wonders why he hasn't said much to the monk.
(OOC: How long, in game time, has it been since Lian lost his hearing? What percentage has returned?)
[Kent : As much hearing as is going to return has in all likelihood returned by this point. Which would leave Lian at a 90% hearing ability.]
Olana Friday October 22nd, 2004 5:30:39 PM
Quietly overjoyed that Milo is safe and back with the group, Olana's mood is nevertheless torn and saddened by the dead elves the group keeps encountering. "Those trees don't even look nice!" she exclaims, angry at the uselessness of it all.
If no one else takes them - she'll collect the bracelets and put them in one of her pouches, Evidence.
Through the Culverwood - DM Donna d20+10=25 Monday October 25th, 2004 6:41:24 AM
Once more, K'Nara orders the Talons to continue their pursuit of the artifact-snatchers...and once more (after another day or two of pushing their way through the Culverwood) the group is interrupted by an eye-opening scene:
Trudging along the pathway are a double line of people, all chained together by the wrists. There are roughly about thirty individuals--most of them children, for only three of them are adults.
All of them are elves.
K'Nara's eyes widen in recognition (as would any of the Talons who would remember the following:)--the three adults in the chain gang are the caretakers of the orphanage at Perpaguil...that village where the party left their charges almost 2 years ago. Several of the sub-adult elves might be a few of the older children from that particular time.
One of the adult elves sees the Talons and instinctively holds her hands out.
"Please...please help us..." she begs. A large, overly-familiar green scaly humanoid cracks a whip across her back.
"Silence, chattel of Parnoth!" he hisses. "No talking!" The elves cower while the green slavemaster and the five armed humanoids (most of them are human or half-orc) glare at the party.
OOC: Both the slave train drivers and the Talons are flat-footed at this moment. I don't have a map available but you MUST be careful about what spells you use because you all are now QUITE deep in the Culverwood, as well as those slave drivers are quite close to their slaves, so area-effect spells WILL force Saving Throws for the chained-up elves.
However, the dragon-guy slavemaster and slave drivers 1 and 2 are the closest to the party (you're about 30 feet away from the front of the slave train.)
Athalorn Monday October 25th, 2004 11:39:30 AM
The druid is in eagle form as per usual - ahead of the group. He flies to a branch near the slave drivers. As soon as he sees the hostile reaction and his friends flat footed, he begins screeching, and raises his wings in anger (Cast - Call Lightning Storm)
Lian (AC 25 flat-footed) Monday October 25th, 2004 4:43:06 PM
The monk looks at the slaves, then at Figment and Ingrge, with fire in his eyes. "Some of those enhancement spells, if you would gentlemen!?" The elf looks eager to jump into the fray, however, without patience, bad stuff will happen. He looks at the spellcaster with intensity. "Rip into them guys." He says just under his voice. The hairs stand up on Lians neck as the crackle of eletricity rips through the tree tops.
OOC: It is obvious to the group, that Lian has taken into consideration what K'Nara has said in the past. He will not enter combat until the burrage of fire and enhancement spells are cast. Of course, he being a novice doesn't realize the proximity of the slaves is a bad thing.
Glannath Monday October 25th, 2004 5:24:49 PM
The big eagle has enjoyed soaring over the land with his companion. There was prey to be had, and the sense of freedom up in the skies.
Alas, trouble always came from down below, and as Athalorn heads toward the source, Glannath follows, matching his companion's aggressive posture.
Olana d20+16=35 Monday October 25th, 2004 5:29:28 PM
Olana immediately moves off to the left into the trees, reaching for her bow. Right now she's looking for a good attack spot. Slightly higher ground, or low tree bough, preferably.
((SPOT dc 35))
Ingrge Monday October 25th, 2004 5:39:39 PM
seeing the sights and then hearing Lian, Ingrge speaks quickly to Lian. I have time for one. Would you like more agility (cat's grace), More strength (bull's strength), stone like skin (stoneskin) or more speed (haste). At his response he reads from the appropriate scroll.
Falin d20+12=28 d20+7=10 d8+2=3 d8+2=5 Monday October 25th, 2004 6:35:50 PM
"You will die today!" Cries Falin, "This is for my sisters!"
Falin draws his bow and says a prayer to Jancasis for speedy revenge against the slavers.
He fires two called shots to the throat of the lizardman. (OCC: I took a -10 penalty and hit AC 28 and 10. Fist roll did a measly 3 points of damage and the second if it hit does 5 points of damage)
Lucia Monday October 25th, 2004 6:48:18 PM Light my fire K'Nara
Figment Monday October 25th, 2004 7:33:29 PM
The mage casts Stoneskin on K'Nara as Ingrge is helping Lian. "I think Parnoth is not going to like us any more. And that's just fine by me...". The mage prepares to cast yet again.
Milo d20+16=17 Monday October 25th, 2004 8:41:36 PM
Short sword in hand, Milo charges straight in at the slavemaster, jabbing for the sweet spot in the creature's back. Fate seems to conspire against the halfling as his blade swings away wildly. (OOC: Rolled a natural 1... ugh!)
Gunther (AC 20, HP 64/64) Tuesday October 26th, 2004 12:06:50 AM
The sight of the slaves enrages Gunther, but he has learned his lesson from his very recent close call with Gargul. Deciding on a slight change of tactics, Gunther removes his newly acquired Great Axe from his belt and then pulls a Shield of Faith potion from his backpack and downs it.
Combat Round 1 - DM Donna (K'Nara: AC23, HP 101/101; Stoneskin) d20-1=1 6d4(3+4+2+4+3+3)=19 Tuesday October 26th, 2004 6:46:44 AM
K'Nara draws her sword from its scabbard on her back.
"Lucia!" she snarls, and the infamous blade is suddenly afire. She follows Milo in that she rushes the lizardly slavemaster. She will close with him in the next round. (OOC: I will need to know the capacity of Figment's Stoneskin spell.)
The dragon-man--startled and then exceedingly annoyed that a stupid shrimpy halfling* should dare to attack him--chooses to attempt to breathe his acid directly at Milo, rather than trying to get as many of the Talons as possible (OOC: dragon-fella got a 1 on his Wisdom check, heh heh.) Milo must make a Reflex save vs. DC17 or suffer 19hp of acid damage. Since there is only one dragon-man spitting the acid, there is no "overlap" so saving means Milo suffers NO damage. Falin's arrows strike, but are knocked off the skin since they didn't bite too deeply.
Meanwhile, the other slavers are beginning to realize that the Talons are a bit "sensitive" to reality, and are breaking out bows and crossbows. The elves gasp and or moan in horror/hope/resignation and crouch down, cowering and cringing away from the slavers--well, as much as they can, seeing as how they're all chained together.
*This is most certainly the viewpoint of a bigoted Large dragon-man person and NOT the opinion of the DM!
Figment d4+1=2 d4+1=4 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Tuesday October 26th, 2004 8:00:31 AM
The mage blasts the guy with the acid breath with a magic missle to soften him up before he gets nailed by the bladesinger (16 DMG) - frustrated at not being able to break out the big guns with the proximity of the elves.
Athalorn 5d6(1+4+2+4+4)=15 Tuesday October 26th, 2004 10:25:53 AM
Feeling the magic course through his body, the druid releases a bolt of lightning down upon the Lizardman that breaths acid on Milo (Dmg = 15), and continues focusing on his spell.
Lian (AC 25) Tuesday October 26th, 2004 6:25:11 PM
"Stoneskin." States Lian to Ingrge. He waits for the spell to be cast before he follows the few into combat. "Haste is nice too." He smiles and allows the mage to make to choice for him.
(OOC: Question concerning the chain that is hooking the slaves together. Is it a single chain that passes through loops on wrists/ankles/etc? Or are they chained together some other way? Is there a single lock? Or several locks?)
Milo d20+17=31 d20+16=19 d20+16=33 d20+16=21 d20+11=29 d4+2=5 d4+2=3 d4+2=5 Tuesday October 26th, 2004 11:43:23 PM
Milo easily dodges the blast of acid, and his short sword becomes a blur, as he steps around the slavemaster to put himself in a flanking position opposite K'nara. Milo scoffs at the slavemaster, "Keep your eye on the sword, scaly."
(OOC: Made Reflex save DC 31. Hit ACs 19, 33, and 29 for 5, 3, and 5 hit points damage respectively. The 3rd roll of d20+16 was due to an itchy trigger finger, and should be removed.)
Olana d20+14=24 d20+9=11 d8+2=7 Wednesday October 27th, 2004 12:13:02 AM
Seeing some of the others target El Lizardo, Olana decides to cause some mayhem and pain amongst the other slavers.
Aiming and firing at Slaver #1.
((Hit AC 24 for 7 Dam. Missed second arrow on AC 11 presumably))
Gunther (AC 24, HP 64/64) d20+15=25 d12+5=16 d6=5 Wednesday October 27th, 2004 12:21:54 AM
Since it seems that the combined attack by K'nara, Athalorn, Milo, and Figment on the lizard man should prove ample, Gunther turns his attention on Slaver #1. Charging the man, Gunther waves his new toy in his general direction. (AC25 for 21).
Brother Bertram Wednesday October 27th, 2004 4:27:01 AM
Bertram charges the slavers, filled with rage at this abuse of children.
DM Donna Wednesday October 27th, 2004 9:27:15 AM
aaaack! Real Life threatens the DM...I will be posting late. Those who haven't tried making the slavers see the errors of their ways have a few extra hours to get in a reaction.
Lian Wednesday October 27th, 2004 4:29:07 PM
The monk waits for Ingrge to cast his spell. The elf is itching for a fight.
Ingrge Wednesday October 27th, 2004 5:57:46 PM
Making sure that he is out of any immediate harm's way, Ingrge starts reading from the scroll, and casts Stoneskin on Lian. As he finishes he murmurs that if he gets a free moment he will add haste.
Lian (AC 31 +Dodge) Stoneskin Thursday October 28th, 2004 12:32:08 AM
Lian thanks Ingrge and rushes(move action) to the nearest target (Dodge Feat active on said target-nonlizardboy), moves into flanking position with a friend.
He goes defensive when arriving infront of his target (standard action, total defensive action).
Combat Round 2 -- DM Donna d20+11=31 d20+5=24 d10+5=11 d6=2 d10+5=9 d6=3 d20+9=19 d20+4=11 d20=3 d20=13 d20=14 d20=7 Thursday October 28th, 2004 7:11:17 AM
(OOC: pardon the tardiness--couldn't access the board after I posted my OOC yesterday.)
K'Nara dances around the dragon-man and Milo, allowing the halfling to get his blows in (as well as the Lightning and the Magic Missiles to also help damage the Large green guy) before following up the rogue's attacks with her own well-placed blows. Due to the massive amount of damage he receives, the dragon-man keels over onto the ground. (OOC: failed his Fort Save to avoid getting knocked out.)
Gunther & Olana both strike Slaver #1, and the damage they cause to him also makes the half-orc fall to the ground, unconscious.
The remaining four slavers, who have their bows out and are sighting targets, suddenly seem to realize that the Talons have caused not only their green leader but also the second-strongest-guy in the group to drop like stones...
...so they bravely flee, breaking in different directions into the Culverwood after dropping their weapons. (OOC: LOL--none of the slavers made a basic Morale check.)
A wild feline screech and a cut-off scream from within the forest tells Gunther that one of the slavers has met with that she-panther who is still tailing the Talons. Her follow-up yowl of triumph confirms that there is one less slaver in The Wold today.
The female elf who'd implored the Talons to help begins to weep, wailing at the top of her lungs. The other adults with her are weak with relief (and a bit of their ill treatment as well)--but, seeing that two of their ex-masters are helpless on the ground--snatch at the bodies. One male grabs the sword the half-orc slaver still had sheathed, while the other simply grabs a big rock. Each of them immediately stab or blugeon the slaver they are closest to, killing them (and causing an explosion of noxious gas that makes everyone in the vicinity cough and gag.)
"Thank the gods you came when you did!" the female elf says. The ex-caretakers tell a horrifying tale: a few weeks ago, a troup of soldiers--accompanied by several of the dragon-men--descended upon Perpaguil before dawn. All the residents were rounded up and told that, by Parnoth's Royal Decree, those of elven blood were declared to be criminals unless they could prove that they were the property of a non-elf. Since nobody in Perpaguil was a slave, that made the elven-blooded residents criminals in the eyes of Emerald Kingdom law, and, hence, automatically the chattel of Parnoth himself. The handful of humans in the village objected, but were promptly slaughtered and eaten by the dragon-folk in front of the entire village.
"We were chained together and driven south," the female elf explains, "To a...'training camp', it was called. Many other elves were there--we were being forced to hack up the trees into shapes resembling animals or unnatural geometric designs--" She shudders in horror. One of the other adults goes on:
"We were separated from the rest of the village--I think Parnoth had ordered that the youngest ones were to undergo some kind of--concentrated training. What that meant, I don't precisely know...but we three were brought in order to look after the children."
"Can we g'home now..?" a little boy elf--looking to be the human equivalent of about four or five years old--asks. "Mama promised me I'd have spicecakes for my birfday...an' that's only...um..." He holds up four fingers. "...this many days away." K'Nara looks at the male elf who'd finished telling of Perpaguil's fate. He shakes his head at the human bladesinger, indicating that the boy's mother would never be able to keep that promise now.
"We'll...have to see if we can, son." K'Nara says, almost choking on the words. Turning to her group, she adds: "We must continue to go after that artifact--we cannot let it remain at large or, even worse, fall back into Parnoth's hands..." Then she looked over the elves assembled. "...But neither can we, in good conscience, let you wander unescorted--those other vermin ran off into the forest..."
Athalorn and Olana must make a check versus DC13--any Survival or Forest-related skills can be added to the roll. Making the roll will mean that the druid and/or ranger's innate connection to the Culverwood tells them that the fleeing mercenaries are already well on their way to meeting their fates within the forest--none of them has the Forest Walking feat, and so will eventually die or be killed.
Figment Thursday October 28th, 2004 7:35:14 AM
The mage snarls "Looks like Parnoth is breaking the spirit of the law but keeping the letter. I for one am perfectly fine interpreting that as him breaking it. Let's catch these crooks, get the artificat, break open the camp, and figure out how to use the artifcat to bring him down. We are still not neraly powerful enough to take him on. K'Nara, you also need to tell your master of his treachery so he can tell Valdor. Maybe they will see fit to come take him out?".
Athalorn d20+19=26 Thursday October 28th, 2004 9:43:08 AM
The druid jumps from his lofty perch, and lands back in human form near the elves. He doesn't think he recognises them, despite his connections to Perpaguil. The Talons note the druid has tears in his eyes, but he doesn't try to hide it. "All the humans of Perpaguil were slaughtered? My mother...." his voice catches in his throat, "My mother, Isobel, she lives in your village. Know you of her fate? Tell me she wasn't slaughtered by these foul beasts. Please..." He holds the elf's arms as he speaks, tears threatening to run down his face.
He is aware that the beasts will not survive in the forest, (Surival = 26) but is too preoccupied to tell the others.
OOC: Does Athalorn know any of the elves? Or do they recognise him? I think you have my character history, but I can re-send if neccessary...
Gunther d20+12=23 Thursday October 28th, 2004 12:14:08 PM
The large warrior beams with pride at the panther's cry of victory. She was so beautiful...
He face falls as he hears the tale of the elves... Though he was taken in by the orcs that originally enslaved him, Gunther still remembers the bitter taste of slavery. Gunther approaches the little elven boy. "And how old vill you be on your birthday, little von?" Though his heart aches, Gunther forces a smile for the boy. His scar covered arms point into the forest as he leans in and whispers to the tike. "Vould you like to go see de black kitty? If you're very good, maybe she vill let you pet her..." If the boy agrees, Gunther leads him toward the panther (Handle Animal=23) to take a looksy and maybe a quick little pet... When/if they return, Gunther reaches into his backpack and pulls out 5 gold coins. "I don't tink I vill be here for your birthday. But I don't vant to forget it. Here..take des...den you can have as much sveets as you vant."
Gunther goes over and puts an arm on Athalorn's shoulder as he awaits the news of his mother's fate. Leaning in, Gunther whispers in Athalorn's ear. "Ven I vas vith de orcs, dey taught me many tings...dere are vays to inflict large amounts of pain vithout killing somevon... First ve take care of dis Parnoth..den ve find de vons vith your mother..."
Brother Bertram Thursday October 28th, 2004 3:17:13 PM
Bertram moves amongst the elves, releasing any still remaining in bonds. He heals all that he comes across, starting with the children. His spirits are grim as he contemplates the village and the fate of those left, But he keeps a broad smile on his face as he tends the children. (OOC Not sure how many injuries there are but will tend the entire slave party until I am out of spells or they are healed. Also if any spells are left will move to our party)
Falin Thursday October 28th, 2004 6:52:36 PM
Falin will approach the female elf.
"Mam, I am sorry for what has happened to you. Parnoth and those involved will perrish for what he has done to the elven peoples. I know it is not much, but if it will help here take this."
Falin reaches into his pouch and pulls out 500 gp and hands them over to the female elf.
"This will do more good with you than with me."
Sorrowfully he looks at all of the children and shakes his head. He walks away with his head down. A barely audible sob can be heard comming from him.
Lian (Stoneskin, X? minutes) Thursday October 28th, 2004 7:25:24 PM
Lian takes a parting shot at one of the fleeing slavers, knowing they'll just continue to do Parnoth's bidding, provided the Big Green doesn't kill them for their failure here.
After gathering with the newly freed elves and the Talons, he listen to the story of the village and murder of all the humans. Athalorn's mother? Oh no! This is terrible. He thinks. The elf's head drops and he gazes in horror at the thought of his parents and the monk in the enclave being killed or enslaved. Father would NOT go peacefully, neither would Kilfrow or Niunon.
"What of the people of Glademoor, on the northern outskirts of Culver? Near the monastery?" Asks the concerned elf. "It's a small village, maybe 400 people when I left. Mostly elves and mixed folk."
(OOC: Kent, how long will the Stoneskin last?)
Milo Thursday October 28th, 2004 10:22:55 PM
After sheathing his blade, Milo moves quickly among the children, handing out bits of dried fruit and nuts for them to eat. He does this until he runs out of the tasty treats he keeps for just such an occasion.
Olana d20+14=32 Friday October 29th, 2004 1:33:26 AM
If possible, Olana will precede Bertram, binding wounds and cleaning injuries, making his spells more effective.
She is sympathetic but firm with the children.
"Don't cry. You must let the forest look after you now. Learn her secrets, let her hide you, feed you, and help you claim vengeance. Those men who ran away - they will not live (Survival check DC 23), but you will, and you will grow strong. Like me." She smiles. "You will survive."
Overhearing Athalorn's question about his family, she gives a sigh. This was getting 'better' all the time.
She stands and moves away, letting Milo do his magic. What was happening to Athalorn, and to Falin, happened to her a long, long time ago, and it brings forth things she would rather not remember.
Moving On - DM Donna Friday October 29th, 2004 12:45:41 PM
K'Nara nods at Figment, not wishing to bandy about publicly that she can get in touch with Greymalkin of the Gold Dragons.
The female elf gasps when Athalorn asks of his mother, frowning and then looking to one of the other male elves who'd been with her.
"Isobel, was she not?" the female asks, and the male she looked to--after squinting at Athalorn--nods. "Ah, Isobel--Alemi's mercy be praised...she went with Widow Marina when the Widow had to visit some kinfolk...a wedding or the like, I believe. Marina's paternal tribe lives quite near where Jura protects the Culverwood, and Isobel couldn't resist the opportunity to go there." All three of the Perpaguil adults look relieved.
Gunther makes a friend of little Sturan Whistleweed, who is going to be seven years old in but four days. Stu is quite taken with the black panther, who allows the child to pet her before melting back into the shadows of the Culverwood.
Bertram's and Falin's generosity earns them hugs.
"This will help to found New Perpaguil," the female says as she shows the purse to the other adults with her, "We will be located much deeper into the Culverwood...but we hear you are at The Tower now--we will let you know where we end up by sending word there."
"Glademoor was fine last we heard," one of the male elves answers Lian, "...but that doesn't mean that the village hasn't been victim of the same kind of raid we suffered after Parnoth led us away in chains."
Milo is popular amongst the children, but Olana is listened to with wide eyes and rapt attention as well.
"Oh?" K'Nara's mien seems to perk up a bit when the ranger speaks of how the Culverwood will ultimately deal with the miscreants. "Hmmm..." The bladebearer looks around, spotting the abandoned bows and several arrows lying on the ground.
"What if we gave you these bows and some arrows..?" the leader of the Talons asks the adult elves. The male elves nod, assuring K'Nara that--between the arrows on the ground, the quiver of arrows she gives them, and their own ability to fashion more arrows if need be, the adults (and a handful of the older children) will be able to use the weapons to ensure their safe passage to New Perpaguil.
One of the male adults also divest the half-orc of his sword and another quiver of arrows, as well as the backpack the mercenary sported.
"Go after whatever artifact it is that you speak of, K'Nara," says the female elf, "Foil Parnoth however you can! We will go and settle, and live to speak of this day to all who would hear."
The elves thank everyone and wish the Talons well on their quest, and then disappear into the Culverwood, which welcomes its children home.
"Come on!" K'Nara orders suddenly. "We have to get our butts to Izen at once!"
Lian (Stoneskin) Friday October 29th, 2004 5:35:25 PM
Lian is worried about his friends and family in Glademoor, but the worry fades when he recognizes the true mission isn't his memories, it's the Big Green lizard that has broke the law. "I'm in." The monk raises his hood and follows K'Nara.
Milo Friday October 29th, 2004 7:48:26 PM
As the Talons move out once more, Milo, feeling more and more like his old self, takes point, hoping that his sharp senses will keep them from being easy prey to ambush.
Figment Friday October 29th, 2004 9:15:26 PM
The mage gets back on Jux and makes his way with the others, wishing the elves good luck - and also wishing they had the power to eliminate Parnoth altogether. "You know, Mop will have already told him of our attack on his party. That plus this episode will earn us his focus - and I don't think we are prepared for that. I hope we can survive. Maybe that artificat is OUR salvation and not necessarily just the Tines?".
Athalorn d20+19=36 d20+19=32 Saturday October 30th, 2004 5:24:10 AM
The druid nods in gratitude to the female elf. "Then she has been spared for now. Thankyou. But the villagers of Perpaguil were friends of me and my father. They will be avenged." With a dogged look of determination, and jaw fixed, the druid leaps in the air and doesn't land - he takes to the sky as an Eagle to join Glannath without so much as a word to the others. He scouts for the party again from the sky as they travel. (Spot 36 Listen 32)
Following the Trail - DM Donna Saturday October 30th, 2004 8:02:07 AM
"At this point, Figment," K'Nara says to the mage as the party resumes its pursuit of Elese and her gang of thieves, "I have no plans whatsoever of handing the Serpent Star back to Endrin--he's a fool and an ineffective guard for it. First of all, he couldn't even mobilize his own people to get the Star himself, then he couldn't keep it after we presented it to him!" The redhead snorts derisively, but then adds a bit grudgingly:
"Although I have to admit having to defend the Star from attacks by three different groups--one of them aided by a traitor from within--was nigh unlikely...but it was a possibility that he should have anticipated, given how much he seemed to know about how powerful the artifact is." K'Nara shakes her head in disgust. "Besides...we're no longer considered Tines ourselves--once we get the Star back, we aren't beholden to return it to Tine Headquarters again."
Over the next few days, between the eagle eyes of Glannath & Athalorn, Milo's work on point and Olana's tracking skills, the Talons push on through the Culverwood, southward for the most part but then following the south-easterly course of the Lygn River, which definitely will cross through to Izen if they continue to follow it.
Gunther must make a Wisdom check (he can add his Animal Handling skill to it) versus DC20 in order to deduce that the black panther (yes, she's still shadowing the party) is unusually preoccupied about something. If Gunther makes his roll, I'll email the details to his player.
Ingrge Saturday October 30th, 2004 11:52:33 AM
Irritatated by the audacity of Parnoth and their own gullability, Ingrge wanders off by himself for a moment and returns as K'nara sends the former prisoners on their way by themselves.
Walking up alongside K'nara so they won't be easily overheard Ingrge adrresses the fiery redhead.
"K'nara, are you sure this is wise. They are ill treated, and not in the best of shape. They do not stand a chance if more of theses beasts are around. Not to mention that we just let three run off to find reinforcements. What if they come back? I thought we appointed ourselves the position as the protectors of the people of the Emerald Kingdom? How is this protecting them? give them some bows and arrows?"
Figment Saturday October 30th, 2004 1:53:16 PM
The mage listens to K'Nara. "I was not suggesting we give it back. I agree with you. We should analyze it ourselves.". The frustration builds as they continue to travel but do not catch the group. He refuels on spells and talks to Milo a bit more. "So how exactly did you get back here? Did she send you back? Are you being tracked?".
Brother Bertram Sunday October 31st, 2004 2:29:29 PM
Bertram approaches just as Ingrge accosts K'nara with his worries about the elves. Quietly Bertram says to K'nara and the others, My Friends this is one thing I will help in. They are not going alone, It is my wish to accompany them. You have enough warriors equal to this task, and the druid has some healing powers I have seen. These elves need me more than you ever will so it is my intent to go with them and insure thier safety.
Athalorn Sunday October 31st, 2004 3:24:30 PM
(ooc: I'm not quite sure if we are still with the elves or several days down the course of the Lygn, as in Donna's post above. If we are still at the location of the slave children, then please include this post before we travel. If not, please disregard)
In human form when the party are discussing the villagers, and before the druid has taken to the skies, he interrupts Bertram. "My friend. If any of us should accompany these villagers, it is me. They come from my mothers village, and no one, save perhaps Olana, knows the forest like I do. The party will need your healing skills, for mine are limited. And Glannath can accompany you, then return to tell me where you are." He pauses. "I may find news of my family, should I go."
Gunther d20+13=16 Monday November 1st, 2004 12:18:31 AM
The warrior travels along with the party, though his attention is primarily directed toward the panther. Even though he is preoccupied with her, Gunther fails to notice (Wis+Handle=16) anything unusual about her behavior (bummer!!!).
As they travel toward Izen, Gunther begins to look more tense, though the area is vaguely familiar to him...
Olana d20+17=35 d20+14=17 Monday November 1st, 2004 5:01:50 PM
Olana is torn between helping the elves on their way and continuing also. But she does understand the importance of getting that artifact back.
While doing her tracking thing, she happens to overhear Figment talking to Milo. The beginnings of a lively conversation, no doubt.
((Listen DC35, Survival DC 17 - ugh, we'll be going the wrong way at this rate))
Lian Monday November 1st, 2004 6:37:38 PM
Riding along behind the group, he watches Milo, but doesn't make it too obvious.
He talks with Merlot as he rides and notices the old horse is actually moving slower in his old age. In elven, "Your getting past your prime friend. Well, what are you, 25, 26? Well, this will be your last journey. I promise. No more tromping around, running for your life or hunting dragons." The elf pats his friend and looks a bit worried.
Falin Monday November 1st, 2004 6:45:00 PM
"I feel that they will be fine, the refugees that is." says Falin.
"The forest will protect them. The forest knows what to do."
Milo Monday November 1st, 2004 7:33:23 PM
Happy to be on the way, Milo is encouraged when Figment shows some interest about his return, "Weeellll... I believe the power of the bracelet of friends that I gave Olana brought me back. It is a wondrous item that I picked up some time ago, and thought that it was a fitting gift for someone who I care for a great deal, and who cares a great deal for me." Milo's smile threatens to break his diminutive face in half. In a more conspiratorial tone, "Olana is my chosen, that is a halfling way of saying, that some day I hope our relationship moves far beyond friendship. Heck, if the opportunity presented itself, I would be changed to an elf, to help move things along." Laying one finger beside his nose, Milo winks, "Our little secret."
Backwards and Forwards - DM Donna Monday November 1st, 2004 7:43:56 PM
Ingrge's words hold much wisdom, K'Nara concedes, and allows for Athalorn, Olana and Gunther to accompany the group to their ultimate destination. Fortunately for the Talons, however, the trio return to the party a little over 24 hours later--they met up with a hunting party for a tribe of wood elves who were happy and honored to free the three Talons of their task that the all-important artifact be tracked.
For all that the entire group is together again, the Talons get the feeling that something isn't quite right. The eagle eyes of Athalorn and Glannath--as well as Milo's excellent pointwork--seem to prove that the occasional feeling of unfriendly eyes upon them are naught but paranoia run rampant.
"We will enter Izen on the morrow," K'Nara says just as the party halts for the night, "We will need to prepare--"
Everyone must roll a Spot or Listen check (you may use whichever bonus is highest for your PC) versus DC20. I'll post at my usual 6am or so Eastern time to let you know what happens should you fail or succeed.
Figment d20+9=24 Monday November 1st, 2004 8:23:46 PM
The mage looks around for the source of the uneasy feelings. He scan carefully trying to see/feel if they are being scried upon.
Lian d20+18=21 d20+8=21 Monday November 1st, 2004 8:31:50 PM
(Listen 21, Spot 21)
Lian feels the 'eyes' peering. He remains silent this day.
Ingrge d20+8=23 Monday November 1st, 2004 9:24:47 PM
spot check 23 Looking around Ingrge is sure that something isn't quite right and after a moment or two of concentration, he is sure that he has located a source of interest and takes out an old scarf and wraps it around his head. (grin)
Olana d20+17=22 d20+16=21 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 12:11:35 AM
A little distracted with all the elf business, Olana's senses aren't at their normal peak.
Listen DC 22 Spot DC 21
Gunther d20+1=3 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 12:24:04 AM
Settling in for the night, Gunther is too pre-occupied with the night time activities of setting up camp to notice anything unusual (Spot=3). He sets about trying to hunt down something for dinner, but makes absolutely certain not to wander to far from the others, lest he tempt Culverwood's wrath.
Athalorn d20+19=34 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 3:28:36 AM
At sunset, Athalorn in human form wanders into his beloved forest to pray to her power (memorise spells as per list). He is in no danger of getting lost, but can sense a presence nonetheless. When he returns to the camp, the uneasy feeling grows and he can see something in the forest that doesn't seem right. (Spot = 34)
Falin d20+2=18 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 6:05:08 AM
Falin keeps a watchful eye on the forest.
(Spot 18)
Combat Round 1 - DM Donna d20+1=10 d20+16=22 d20+11=24 d20+6=12 d20+11=14 d20+6=13 d6+4=5 d20+11=29 d20+6=11 d20+11=29 d20+6=21 d6+4=9 d6+4=6 d6+4=6 d20+11=25 d20+6=25 d20+11=27 d20+6=12 d6+4=7 d6+4=9 d6+4=6 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 9:16:38 AM
K'Nara speaks in an authoritative manner, having been forced into the territory of Izen before, and she is so keen upon telling the others of what she knows (and Falin & Gunther so intent upon hearing her), that they are the only ones who miss the subtle but important tip-off:
Someone is in the woods, casting a spell.
(OOC: I rolled for Milo--his Listen bonus netted him a 22 total for the check, so he spotted the spellcaster.)
Suddenly there are flickers of randomly-colored light in several spots all around the party--and a volley of arrows streams from many of the spots those lights inhabit.
Unseen Attackers 1 & 2 fire at Ingrge: only one of the four missiles hit for 5hpd.
Unseen Attackers 3 & 4 fire at Olana: three out of four arrows strike true--the ivory-tressed elf suffers 21hpd.
Unseen Attackers 5 & 6 fire upon Lian: three arrows hit the monk for a total of 22hpd.
"No, no, you loveless fools!" the attacker from location X curses the ambushers. "Kill the elves later--get the mage NOW!!!"
Gunther (AC20, HP 64/64) d20+3=10 d20+15=32 d12+7=8 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 10:56:45 AM
Arrows and threats fly...the large warrior is caught completely off guard. Unable to determine the location of person shouting the orders (Listen=10), Gunther shrugs and pounces toward #4 as he pulls his new Great Axe from his belt. Worked pretty well last time...might as well give it another shot...
Gunther gives a mighty swing at the person in the forest. (AC32 for 8) As he begins his attack, Gunther wonders about his decision to join these Talons...seems like it's been pretty much one big fight since he joined them...
Ingrge 8d10(9+9+5+7+10+6+9+7)=62 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 11:13:35 AM
Having picked the spell caster out of the ether, so to speak, Ingrge centers his first spell about 5 feet behind and to the right of where the spellcaster apparently is, and lets loose with a fireball. (I believe that would catch #1 as well as miss us) 62 points damage reflex DC 20 for half damage.
Athalorn (AC 17 I think HP 77/77) d4+1=5 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 1:55:52 PM
The eagle spots the spellcaster from the sky just before the arrows are launched. Hovering above the party, the druid screeches in anger, and rising, begins casting a spell (ooc: Cast Summon Natures Ally IV - Black Bears x 5)
Figment (Invisible) Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 6:10:04 PM
The mage snarls at the caster and retorts "As you wish, spell caster...". He follows the comment by casting Greater Invisibility on himself and leaping off of Jux who he sends away with knowing dilligence as he races towards the voice of the mage.
Lian 25/47 hps(AC 25, flat footed AC 25, Touch AC 25) d20+6=12 d20+20=29 d20+17=36 d20+8=27 d20+4=14 d20+18=19 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 6:19:52 PM
Lian staggers from the arrows.
The elven monk sneaks off into the brush just West of his current position, tumbling and hides (Hide 12, Move Silently 29, Tumble 36). (move action)
He quickly drinks his Elixer of Hiding (standard action) and goes about seeking the brigands nearby. (Spot 27, Listen 19, Search 14) He tries very hard to hear them moving around, but he can't pin-point them.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] (AC 19, 73hps) Detect Evil Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 6:55:32 PM
(OOC: I don't have a spell list, so I'll use whats on his sheet.)
Hearing the voice directly infront of him, the dwarf grips his ax and casts Detect Evil. Once gaining position on the 'evil', the dwarf moves toward it.
He notices the monk disapppear into the brush and worries that he might get himself into trouble.
Milo d20+16=19 d4+2=3 Tuesday November 2nd, 2004 7:47:13 PM
After wincing to see Olana struck so, Milo stalks up to attacker 3, drawing his short sword as he moves. Reaching his opponent, he calls back over his shoulder to Olana, "Give me a flank, would you dear?" He swings once at his opponent. (OOC: Hit AC 19 for 3 hit points).
Olana d20+17=18 d20+14=29 d20+9=29 d8+2=5 d8+2=8 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 12:47:00 AM
((Listen Check DC 18 - not brilliant))
"Be right with you," Olana says to Milo, reacting instinctively to getting hit, but aiming for where she heard that voice.
"Ingrge! Duck!" (Have Precise Shot feat) Olana fires two arrows in X's direction, hopefully hitting - AC 29, and AC 29 - for 5 and 8 DAM -
-then takes off after Milo and his assailant.
Glannath Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 12:48:31 AM
The large eagle matches Athalorn's height, position and velocity, ready to strike.
Falin d20=2 d20+22=32 d20+17=26 d8+3=11 d8+3=4 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 5:53:11 AM
(OOC: Listen check of 2)
Falin does not hear the mage so he decides to target #2.
He draws his bow and fires twice into the forest.
Hit AC 32 and 26. Damage 11 and 4 respectively.
Combat Round 2 - DM Donna d20=11 d20+12=27 d10+5=9 d6=5 d20+6=10 d20+6=18 d20+6=19 d20+6=17 d20+6=15 d20+12=29 d6+5=7 d20+6=13 d20+2=18 d20+6=9 d20+2=16 d20+6=24 d20+2=10 d6+2=3 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 8:24:24 AM
Gunther damages his opponent.
Ingrge hears a mirthless, mocking laugh and sees his fireball do naught but engulf the trees that the unseen spellcaster used for cover.
"Oh, my--it looks like that hurt." the familiar-looking human says mockingly--completely unharmed by the spell. Ingrge recognizes the face of the man as well as his distinctive robes: it is Holdrin, Cleric of Caeroldra and a member of the Hands of Love. "Not a very loving way to treat your precious forest, is it, elf?" Holdrin withdraws backwards, into the unburned forest, giving the elven weapon mage an irritatingly jaunty wave as he goes.
Athalorn's spell summons five black bears from within the Culverwood--whom converge on the spot that the arrogant cleric is withdrawing into. Ingrge registers the sound of a yelp of surprise and several bear growls/roars.
Figment is steps away from the outer fringes of the aftermath of Ingrge's Fireball spell when he is halted in a most unpleasant manner: a slimy, clawed, invisible hand tightly wrapped around his throat.
"Give Gargul the regards from the Abyss...!" hisses a voice softly in Draconic as the hand squeezes tightly, the spoken words releasing a fetid stench that would ordinarily make Figment gag--IF he were able to breathe. Figment suffers 7hpd and must make a Strength check versus DC21 to break his equally invisible foe's grip.
Lian's tumble has him pop up to his feet, wisely using the cover of the forest to his advantage, but he can clearly see to the north of his position burning trees and a familiar-looking human in a Hands of Love robe surrounded by black bears clawing at him, as well as Ambusher #6 to the south. #6 is turning and aiming his bow at K'Nara, who is engaging #5.
Brother Bert's spell detects overwhelming evil quite close by, and as the doughty dwarven cleric advances towards it, he catches a sound and a smell--the sound being that of a mocking sort of hiss (Bert doesn't speak Draconic, so he can't recognize it as such,) and the smell being the foul odor of a seven-day-old corpse rotting in jungle heat.
Milo manages to tag his opponent and Olana appears close by to back the halfling up. (Although she didn't get to SEE it herself, the arrows Olana fired didn't seem to do any damage to the revealed Cleric of Caeroldra.)
Falin's arrows strike true.
K'Nara--drawing her sword and leaping at Ambusher #5 as she screams "Lucia!!!" The Flaming Sword smacks into the man, doing a total of 14hpd.
Ambusher #1 curses out loud: "The stupid wizard went invisible!!!" Then he aims his arrows at Brother Bert, missing both times.
Ambusher #2--bleeding heavily--returns Falin's fire, but his archery skills are lacking this time around.
Ambusher #3 drops his bow and draws a short sword, his eye firmly fixed on Milo.
Ambusher #4 drops his bow and draws a long sword, preparing to do battle with Gunther.
Ambusher #5 drops his bow and also gets out a long sword, arming himself against the tall dancing swordswoman in front of him.
Ambusher #6 aims at K'Nara, since Figment is no longer visible to him: one of his arrows grazes K'Nara for 3hpd.
K'Nara now has 98 out of 101hp.
"Use the forest for cover..!" K'Nara shouts as she keeps her eye on #5. "Get out of the clearing!"
Gunther (AC20, HP 64/64) d20+15=18 d20+10=27 d12+7=18 d6=1 d12+7=12 d6=5 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 9:19:17 AM
Nodding at the wisdom of K'nara's words, Gunther takes a 5 foot step into the forest before unleashing a full attack on his opponent. It takes a little while to get used to the unusual heft of the bulky weapon, as is evident in Gunther's attack (AC 18 for 19, AC27 for 17). Still, Gunther is pleasantly surprised by the raw power of the weapon as it slices toward #4. He smiles at his opponent. "Sometimes love is tough."
Athalorn (AC 17 HP 77/77) d20+19=28 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 10:15:50 AM
(ooc: Donna - are you rolling for the black bears? Or do you want me to?)
Athalorn screeches in horror when he sees some trees burst into flame at Ingrge's spell. He can't think how to stop the fires, so instead, rising slightly to get a look at over the area looking for the creature at position #1. He calls forth the power of the forest once again to his mind (cast call lightning storm).
Lian 43/47 hps(AC 25, flat footed AC 25, Touch AC 25) d20+16=35 d20+20=22 d20+8=12 d20+4=24 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 5:55:59 PM
(Elixer of Hiding 1 hour)
As much as he'd like to get his hands on Holdrin, #6 looks closer, so he leaves Holdrin's fate up to Ingrge. The mage will shut up that arrogant prude.
The elf concentrates and heals himself (Standard Action).[Heals 18]
The monk moves just under the profile of the brush, South toward #6 (Move Action).[Hide 35, Move Silently 22, Spot 12, Search 24]
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] (AC 19, 73hps) Detect Evil Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 6:10:04 PM
The dwarf concentrates on the position of the evil above him. He tries to pin down the target and distance above without actually looking up.
Figment (57/63 HP, Invisible) d20+1=6 d20+7=23 d4+2=4 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 6:44:22 PM
With a thought the mage releases his Invisibility spell so his compatriots can see his dilemma after he miserably fails to break the grip. He draws out his daggar and begins to saw on the wrist of his attacker (Hit 23, 4 DMG).
Milo d20+16=31 d20+16=18 d20+11=18 d4+2=4 d4+2=3 d4+2=3 5d6(2+2+5+4+3)=16 5d6(5+5+4+1+6)=21 5d6(6+1+5+6+3)=21 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 7:58:16 PM
A grim look on his face, Milo steps 5 feet around assailant number 3, and waits for Olana to do the same, taking up a flanking position. He then cuts loose with his tiny sword, and it becomes a blur of death. (OOC: Hit AC 31, 18, and 18 for 20 hps, 24 hps, and 24 hps respectively).
Ingrge d20+13=32 d20+13=25 d20+13=28 12d6(4+3+3+5+3+5+6+5+4+4+3+5)=50 Wednesday November 3rd, 2004 9:28:32 PM
Seeing Figment's plight, Ingrge sends three scorching rays directly into his opponent AC 32, 25 & 28 for 50 points of damage - No Save
Olana d20+12=25 d20+7=26 d8+3=10 d8+1=4 Thursday November 4th, 2004 12:42:51 AM
Pulling her longsword and flanking Milo, Olana brings it to bear on Bad Nasty #3.
AC 27(incl flank) and AC 26 for 10 and 4 DAM
"This is ridiculous," she hisses. "Is the entire Emerald Kingdom after our hides?"
Combat Round 3 - DM Donna d20+6=14 d20+6=13 d20+15=35 d20+15=24 d10+6=12 d10+6=14 d6=3 d20+6=14 d20+6=24 d20+6=9 d20+6=17 d20+6=20 d20+6=11 d20+6=10 d20+6=15 d20+6=11 d20+6=25 d20+6=26 d20+2=3 d20+6=24 d20+2=13 d6+2=3 d6+2=7 d20+6=24 d20+2=6 d8+4=7 d20+6=22 d20+6=12 d20+2=4 Thursday November 4th, 2004 2:47:29 PM
Gunther's attack is partially successful, but #4 is still standing.
Athalorn and Glannath can feel and smell the build-up of ozone in the air.
Lian finds himself within strike range of #6.
Bert is pretty sure that the evil-smelling Evil is about in front of him--the sudden appearance of Figment dangling almost a foot off the ground seems to confirm that there's an Invisible, Stinky Evil in front of him.
Between Milo and Olana, there is a bloody pile of flesh and bone that used to be a Hands of Love flunkey.
Ingrge's Scorching Rays strike at the likeliest place where the Invisible Stinky Evil must be standing...yet all that happens is that Bert seems to think that the Stinky part diminishes briefly and (now that there are three Talons aware of an Invisible Stinky Evil) sibilant laughter is heard, along with a rather cold and frightening assurance in the Draconic language: "I'm not impressed..."
*Something invisible has your mule-headed wizard by the throat!!!* Lucia's mental voice warns K'Nara, who looks over her shoulder in time to see Ingrge's Rays strike nothing.
"Where..?" K'Nara demands, wishing she could see it--then, suddenly, her hazel eyes open wide...because now she CAN see it: a tall, gaunt, rotten-looking humanoid whose head was adorned with a pair of black horns that curved back away from its face--a face that had a pair of cruel, glittering eyes and a mouth (fully half of the space on the face) full of long sharp teeth.
Though it opens her to a couple of Attacks of Opportunity from #5 (which both miss), the human bladesinger charges back across the clearing, whirling Lucia to deadly effect (OOC: a crit hit that deals 26hpd and 3hp fire damage.)
NOTE: The Invisible Stinky Evil is still invisible--K'Nara's using See Invisibility via her sword to be able to see what had Figment in a death grip.
The black bears still surround Holdrin and each of them try to maul the handsome but evil cleric--but none of their claws seem to be able to penetrate the colorful light that shields the man. (OOC: I'm rolling for the bears.)
Ambushers #1 and #2--true to the shouted orders of Holdrin--target the now-visible Figment and let fly four arrows. Though only two of them strike the wizard, they deal a total of 10hpd.
#4 strikes back at Gunther, one blow (AC24) striking for 7hpd.
#5--now that K'Nara has chosen to fight the Unseen Assailant--comes to the aid of #6 and strikes once at Lian, missing the monk by a mile.
#6 takes a five-foot-step back and fires his arrows at Figment just as his fellow ambushers did, only the chaos of the battlefield ruins his aim and Figment remains unscathed...this time.
Holdrin--unharmed by the persistent wildlife that surrounds him--shouts in Draconic: "Well? Does he have it???"
The Invisible, Stinky Evil growls back in the same tongue: "I detected no artifact upon him...in fact--there seems to be no such aura here at all." The voice sounds sorely aggrieved to have suffered a physical attack instead of laughing off magic ones.
"Then begone--leave these fools!" Holdrin yells once more in Draconic, and then mutters something with a gesture. (All those with that handy-dandy Spellcraft skill make a check versus DC17 to tell that Holdrin is casting Word of Recall.)
Holdrin disappears...as does the Invisible, Stinky Evil from K'Nara's sight and from both Brother Bertram's and Figment's range of smell.
Gunther (AC20, HP 57/64) d20+15=35 d20+15=18 d20+10=13 d12+7=10 d6=5 Thursday November 4th, 2004 4:54:21 PM
Focusing entirely on his opponent, Gunther once more wages a full attack, bringing the gigantic axe down in two slices. His first strike hammers home (AC35/18...prob. not a crit for 15) while his second attack bounces uselessly off the man's armor (AC13). Gunther grins a feral grin at the man, waiting for his attack.
Lian 43/47 hps(AC 25, flat footed AC 25, Touch AC 25) d20+13=20 d20+13=32 d20+10=27 2d6(1+1)+2=4 2d6(2+6)+2=10 2d6(1+3)+2=6 Thursday November 4th, 2004 5:34:45 PM
(Dodge vs #6, AC 26) The monk notices #5 step up and take some bad swing. The graceful monk stands straight up and starts pummeling #5 with blow after blow.(AC 20(stunning attack), 32(stunning attack) and 27 for 4, 10 and 6 damage... stunning attack DC 19 fort) "Here are my Fists of Love you moron." Says the smiling monk.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] (AC 19, 73hps) Detect Evil d20+11=31 d20+11=22 d10+5=9 d10+5=12 d6=3 d6=1 d6=1 d6=1 Thursday November 4th, 2004 6:13:05 PM
"Bah!" Says the dwarf in disgust as he swings around and sees three fronts of combat.
He moves toward #1 and swings his axe once. (AC 31(crit threat 22) for 9 (21 if crit), if #1 is chaotic he takes 6 more damage)
OOC: Donna, Mark still has the feat Ambidexterity on his sheet. Shouldn't that get changed?
Milo d20+18=25 5d6(4+1+4+3+4)=16 d4+2=5 Thursday November 4th, 2004 8:18:48 PM
Milo's grin is feral, "Let them come Olana, I'm ready." With that the halfling charges into a flanking position opposite Gunther, and jabs the big man's assailant in the back, twisting the blade. (OOC: Hit AC 25 for 21 hit points damage.)
Olana (69/69 AC 20) Friday November 5th, 2004 12:27:28 AM
Stalking toward assailant #2, she's unaware of the recall and if this particular creature will disappear, too.
"Don't run!" she growls at #2. "There are questions we'll be needing answers to."
Athalorn 5d6(3+3+6+2+2)=16 Friday November 5th, 2004 5:25:00 AM
Athalorn focuses on the spell in his mind, and brings a bolt of lightning to the point where #2 is standing. (16 damage)
Athalorn 5d6(3+3+6+2+2)=16 Friday November 5th, 2004 5:25:19 AM
Athalorn focuses on the spell in his mind, and brings a bolt of lightning to the point where #2 is standing. (16 damage)
DM Donna Friday November 5th, 2004 8:15:49 AM
ooc: there are a few people who need to post.
Glannath Friday November 5th, 2004 11:37:26 AM
The great eagle wheels around in a circle, his eyes on the lookout for threats to his companion.
Falin d20+22=23 d20+17=26 d8+3=9 Friday November 5th, 2004 12:21:20 PM
Falin draws and fires at #2 again.
(Rolled a natural 1 on the first roll and hit AC 26 with the second as long as I didn't shoot myself with the botch.)
(Damage 9 points)
(OCC: sorry. None of my posts here yesterday would post.)
Figment Friday November 5th, 2004 4:57:49 PM
The mage falls to the ground gasping for breath - knowing he now has a cleric to track down and kill at some point. So much for being merciful to evil...
Combat Round 4 -- DM Donna d100=23 d20+5=7 d20+6=25 d20+6=12 d20+15=31 d10+5=13 d6=6 d20+6=12 d20+6=26 d20+6=25 d6+3=4 d6+3=9 d20+6=13 d20+6=9 Sunday November 7th, 2004 12:53:36 PM
Brother Bertram's blows do not connect--because he finds himself fumbling with his weapon and it slips from his grasp.
#1 drops his bow and pulls out a long sword, calling the dwarf's parentage into question in the dwarf's own language.
Between Athalorn's lightning and Falin's arrow, Olana's threat falls on deaf ears, as #2 falls to the ground.
Between Gunther and Milo, #4 is effectively killed.
Lian's opponent (#5) resists the stunning effect the first time the monk hits him, but not the second, so he cannot strike back this round.
K'Nara--after glancing down to make sure that Figment isn't seriously hurt (and he isn't, thank goodness!)--leaps at #6, swinging her fiery blade at the archer even as he tries to aim at the prone wizard on the clearing floor. She connects, doing 13hpd and 6hp fire damage. Her opponent drops his bow and reaches for his long sword, pulling it from its scabbard.
The five black bears, smelling that Holdrin and the Invisible Stinky Evil are gone, split up and run at #1 and #5 respectively.
Two of the bears claw at #1, doing 13hpd total.
Bears "d" and "e" try to claw #5, but both miss.
Milo Sunday November 7th, 2004 1:11:00 PM
Milo takes a double move, moving forty feet across the clearing to challenge assailant 2. His look of grim determination is broken only when he quickly turns his head toward Olana long enough for a playful wink.
Lian 43/47 hps(AC 25, flat footed AC 25, Touch AC 25) d20+13=31 d20+13=15 d20+10=26 2d6(6+5)+2=13 2d6(2+1)+2=5 2d6(4+5)+2=11 Sunday November 7th, 2004 6:33:54 PM
(Dodge vs #6, AC 26) (2 of 10 stunning attacks used)
Lian strikes out at the stunned and teetering #5. (AC 31, 15 and 26, for 13, 5 and 11 damage) [Just a helpful reminder: Stunned critters take -2 to their AC and lose Dex to AC]
"K'Nara my friend, should we attempt to keep one alive?"
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] (AC 19, 73hps) Detect Evil d20+11=23 d10+5=11 d6=1 d6=5 Sunday November 7th, 2004 6:41:31 PM
(OOC: Why did Bertram lose grip on his ax? The attack was a natural 20 against an archer, and missed entirely?)
The dwarf curses back and grips his ax twice as hard as before so not to drop it. With the bears flanking, he takes a swing. (AC 25 +flank, for 11 damage, 17 if chaotic)
DM's OOC: hmmmm...why, indeed? This is the second time this has happened in battle, if memory serves. How odd.
Gunther (AC20, HP 57/64) d20+17=25 d12+7=16 d6=6 Monday November 8th, 2004 12:32:58 AM
Disappointed that his opponent was dropped so easily, Gunther decides to lend a helping hand to K'nara. He quickly and easily spans the 20 feet dividing him from #6 and moves into flanking position. Then, once more he brings his axe hammering down. (AC25 for 22dam)
Combat Over -- DM Donna d20+11=27 d10+5=15 d6=4 d20+6=13 d20+6=15 d20+6=26 d20+6=13 d20+6=26 d20+6=21 d20+6=17 d20+6=24 d20+6=24 d6+3=7 d6+3=7 d6+3=9 d6+3=5 d6+3=5 Monday November 8th, 2004 6:44:16 AM
OOC: I should have removed #4 from the map I circulated...sorry about the confusion.
IC:
Lian's attacks put #5 down for the count.
Even as the monk asks about intentionally keeping one of the prisoners alive, Gunther's and then K'Nara's blows end the life of #6.
"Um...I think yours is still breathing, Lian..?" K'Nara more asks than tells the elf.
Brother Bertram dropped his weapon last round and can be pulling out a new one or picking up the one he dropped this round, but cannot be swinging a weapon at anyone for this last round.
No matter, though...the bears assisting the cleric with Bad Guy #1 succeed in mauling the man to death when their claws rend him for another 33hpd total. (Ouch!)
Similarly (unfortunately) the bears by Lian's downed opponent shred him to pieces as well.
However...Olana and Milo stand next to a relatively-intact ambusher...he just MIGHT still be breathing...
Olana d20+13=19 Monday November 8th, 2004 12:51:26 PM
'A live one," Olana says to Milo with a grin. Quickly she attempts to stabilize their captive.
((Heal check DC 19))
While doing so, she calls out - "Figment! You okay?"
Athalorn Monday November 8th, 2004 2:03:26 PM
In eagle for, the druid drops the lightning spell from his mind, and with a screech of command orders the bears to halt their attacks. He lands on the forest floor, and turns back into human form. Instantly, he runs to the forest that was damaged by fire, hoping to quench any remaining flames.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] (AC 19, 73hps) Monday November 8th, 2004 6:37:30 PM
A very confused and upset dwarf just looks at his ax on the ground. "What happened?" He tries to figure if it was some sort of spell effect or if he's just getting old. He looks at his friends, "Um, I'm not usually one to complain here, but I was wholley ineffective this combat because something had caused me to drop my ax." The dwarf is confused and looks back down at his ax.
Lian 43/47 hps(AC 25, flat footed AC 25, Touch AC 25) Monday November 8th, 2004 6:41:33 PM
The monk cringes at the bears tear into the man. "Uh, nevermind." He walks over to K'Nara. "The bears just made short work of mine."
Then he hears something about Bertram dropping his ax and moves to him. "Well, perhaps your haft has loosened." The monk attempts to pick up the ax, which looks quite funny since the monk isn't often seen with a bladed weapon.
(OOC: Donna, let me know if Lian drops it or if something bad happens. ;))
Ingrge Monday November 8th, 2004 8:09:17 PM
Hmm, well that was interesting. It seems that The HOL are interested in the serpent star as well. I expect that won't be the last we see of them.
Gunther d20+1=9 Monday November 8th, 2004 10:09:09 PM
Cleaning the blood from the blades of his sword, Gunther looks anxiously into the forest, searching for his kitty (Spot=9). His mind races as he searches the surrounding undergrowth. Tinges of fear wrap their tentacles throughout his limbs. Perhaps she is hurt...or worse...perhaps she has decided to leave...
When he returns to the camp, Gunther sighs. Turning to K'nara, his face is contorted with conflicting emotions. "I tink I heard dat von of de attackers is alive... Vould you like me to interrogate him for you? I know of a few techniques dat are very handy for extracting information from unvilling people."
Milo d20+1=10 Monday November 8th, 2004 10:55:18 PM
Milo kneels down to assist Olana with stabilizing their former attacker in the hope that they might glean some information from him. (OOC: Rolled a 10 to successfully assist Olana in the Heal check. This gives Olana a +2 bringing her result up to 21.)
Bertram Tuesday November 9th, 2004 5:16:13 AM
The dwarf leaves the elf hanging with the ax and rushes over to see if Olana needs help with the HoL. If need be, the cleric will pop off a CLW into the man.
Lian Tuesday November 9th, 2004 5:59:37 AM
"Bertram, this things heavy. Come on!" The monk waits a minute, then hefts the chunk of metal over to Bertram.
Falin Tuesday November 9th, 2004 6:00:34 AM
(OCC: Sorry abuot the intermitent post I have been in my own little world oblivious to the passage of time.)
Snapping out of his little world Falin reacts to the comment about having someone to ask questions to.
"You know a most effective way to iterrogate a prisoner is to bring out some greek fire, sand, and a fileting knife...."
Falin trails off with that last statement with a slight smile crossing his face.
Ve Haff Vays of Making You Talk -- DM Donna d20+1=15 Tuesday November 9th, 2004 7:01:24 AM
Though heavy and unwieldy to the monk, Lian suffers no ill consequences when he picks up and hands Bertram back his axe.
Olana, Milo and Bertram's attention to the HOL lackey pays off in that the man is healed a bit (OOC: count the CLW as healing the max HPs allowed for the spell) and regains consciousness.
"Well, Gunther," K'Nara says to the beastmaster, "If you're really that eager to speak to him, kindly ask our 'guest' why the HOL attacked us and what they hoped to get out of it. Falin can help you if he wishes to..." The grin she aims the prisoner's way is NOT nice at all.
Gunther's concern about the pretty black kitty he'd failed to notice had been preoccupied earlier is allayed when the large feline comes out of the forest...dragging a corpse of another human (at least, it's human-sized) and bearing the logo of the HOL on its body. The she-cat drops the body proudly at Gunther's feet as though to say see? You can all eat now that I've gotten dinner again!
Anyone making a Spot check better than DC10 can tell that what's left of this HOL body is dressed in rather camouflaged clothing and was likely the point-man for the ambush. K'Nara has made her check with a total of 15.
"The elf-haters snuck up on us from behind." K'Nara points out in a sour voice. "Great--now we have to look out for the thieves ahead of us and the-gods-only-know-HOW-many others behind us!" Then her hazel eyes fall on the recovering Figment, who appears to be mostly unhurt.
"What in the 666 Layers of the Abyss were you thinking, Figment???" she suddenly demands of the spellcaster. "What happened to your usual 'fly out of harm's way' tactic? That...that...thing nearly squeezed the life out of you!!!"
Anyone who is nominally paying attention to K'Nara's outburst may choose to roll a Sense Motive check versus DC20. This IS a purely voluntary roll--it isn't necessary, but it may or may not prove interesting to the PC. I'll email those who succeed with the roll as to what they sense.
Figment Tuesday November 9th, 2004 7:54:16 AM
Nodding to Olana that he's OK he tries to answer K'Nara through compressed throat. "Actually, I could only cast one spell and I chose invisibility first. I was trying to put my eyes on the cleric before casting fly. Then I could blast him. Looks to me like the HOL want the lantern too - and they are now ahead of us in the pursuit. We are in a 3 way race now. Seems like showing mercy to evil was not wise. We should have killed him when we had the chance in Fae. I will not miss another chance again if it presents itself.".
Athalorn Tuesday November 9th, 2004 1:15:04 PM
The druid ignores all others, although he commands the balck bears to wander into the edges of the forest, in order that they may keep a look out for any stragglers.
Instead, the druid smothers any remaining flames with his cloak, and calls on the power of the Culverwood to aid him restore the plants in the area (ooc: Cast Plant Growth on the damaged area)
Gunther d20+12=13 d20+1=16 d20=20 d20+1=7 Tuesday November 9th, 2004 2:38:37 PM
Gunther's mile wide smile at the panther should leave no doubt in her mind as to how proud his is of her. Reaching out, Gunther attempts to rub her ears (Handle Animal=nat. 1). Instead, he gets a good swat on his hand. Blood trickles down from four minor scrap. Gunther, however, just chuckles at the behavior. "Vell, I suppose dat vas my own fault. You come to Gunther on your own time, eh?"
Nodding at K'nara, Gunther grabs up the mauled corpse and drags it over to the surviving Hand of Love. As the man regains consciousness, Gunther shoves the mauled corpse in his face (Spot=16). "Time to rise and shine. My friends and I vant answers and ve vant dem now! You tell me vhat I vant to know and maybe I'll let you live... You don't, and vell... dis is de best possible death dat you vill die." (Intimidate=20) Gunther allows a brief pause for his threats to sink in to the man's imagination, and then he begins his interrogation. "Vhy vere you following us? Vat did you vant? How many oders of dere are you? Who do you report to?" As he questions the man, Gunther looks to K'nara to see if there is any further information that she might desire (Sense Motive=7).
Milo Tuesday November 9th, 2004 8:38:12 PM
Looking down at the prisoner, Milo's look of serious determination never fades, but is intensified as it becomes one of crazed annoyance. Twirling his short sword, it becomes a blur in his hand, "You will speak vermin, or I'll see about re-circumcizing you... And I... mean... NOW." The halfling's voice intensifies even as it grows quiet.
Glannath Tuesday November 9th, 2004 10:57:12 PM
Glannath is circling above, his keen eyes on the ground. Fire usually brought out small prey, scampering for safety, and he was feeling a bit peckish.
Olana d20=13 d20=5 Tuesday November 9th, 2004 11:01:24 PM
Olana stands back out of the way, letting Milo and Gunther do the intimidation thing. Distracted, her eyes drift off toward the forest and the fire. If the situation still looks a bit precarious, she'll go help Athalorn.
(Missed that last check)
Ingrge d20+2=8 Tuesday November 9th, 2004 11:15:59 PM
Ingrge seems t think K'nara is being her normal self and notices nothing funny. "Aye Figment, they probably are but if you include the ones who have it I count it a four way struggle."
Finishing Business -- DM Donna d20+2=12 d20=17 Wednesday November 10th, 2004 6:57:12 AM
Athalorn's efforts to repair the fire damage are rather successful--fortunately for the Culverwood, the forest in this area is very green (wet) and the fire didn't spread, although it did damage its direct strike area. The druid's use of his magic, however, minimizes the damage.
The black bears that had been summoned by Athalorn's earlier spell aid him by pawing at the ground and using the loosened earth to help smother odd bits of flame on the undergrowth here and there. What is left of the fire is soon out.
After hearing Figment's actually rather logical explanation, K'Nara looks visibly relieved, then she digs something out of her backpack, kneeling and handing the bottle she's unearthed to the wizard, muttering something that sounds like "neither will I..." to Figment's ears.
"Here--it's a Cure potion..." the female fighter explains, "...if you can swallow it, it should help with your throat..." K'Nara scowls, obviously recalling the sight of the slimy, creepy creature strangling Figment. (OOC: it's a CLW potion. Roll 1d8+3 to find out how much it helps Figment.)
Getting to her feet, K'Nara speaks the word to turn off the still-flaming Lucia and sheathes the sword as she turns to Gunther, Falin and Milo. Gunther's feline friend slinks off into the shadows once more.
The single prisoner wilts under Gunther's questioning (his opposing check is only 12 to Gunther's 20), and definitely looks VERY nervous, babbling in his efforts to answer after Milo reinforces the orc-raised warrior's interrogation with his own "offer".
"We were supposed to get Caeroldra's Heart from you...everybody came along on this except the wizard...Holdrin is in charge--he's the one that summoned the demon..." All during his enlightening speech, the man can't help but glance at the panther-mangled body of his late colleague.
"...'Caeroldra's Heart'..?" K'Nara echoes, puzzled. Then--after thinking about it for a moment (OOC: made an Int check vs. DC15) the chestnut-haired bladesinger asks: "Do you mean that artifact--the one Parnoth calls the Serpent Star?"
"It's Caeroldra's Heart!" the man insists forcefully, then eyes Milo and that sword, adding in a less insistent tone: "Holdrin says it's really Caeroldra's Heart and it belongs in the Temple of Caeroldra, may all know her love..."
K'Nara arches an eyebrow Figment and Ingrge's way. Caeroldra's Heart..?
Figment d8+3=9 d20+23=37 Wednesday November 10th, 2004 7:21:43 AM
The mage drinks the potion and is fully healed. Clearing his throat he says "That's better...". Flipping through his memory files he tries to recall anything he can about Caeroldra's Heart (Arcana DC 37) - and he tries not to kill the ingrate for spewing bile about her love. At least for now.
Lian Wednesday November 10th, 2004 7:27:15 AM
"It's a Great Artifact, everyone wants it, of course it'll have a half dozen names."
Bertram [Sub Jay B] d20+7=22 Wednesday November 10th, 2004 7:30:52 AM
(Knowledge Religion 22)
Does the name Caeroldra's Heart ring any bells?
The dwarf take the ax from the elf. "Thanks."
Gunther Wednesday November 10th, 2004 8:19:29 AM
Satisfied for now with the man's answers Gunther allows a pause in the interrogation while he turns to the others, leaving the man under the capable watch of Milo. Moving in close to K'nara, Gunther wipes his bloody hands as he converses with her in whispers. "I tink he is telling de truth. Is dere anyting else you vish to know from him? Vat do you vant to do vith him ven ve are done? It looks like dese "Hands of Love" are de unreasonable type. Vould ve be making a mistake if ve allowed him to live?" All out of clever questions of his own to ask the zealot, Gunther waits for K'nara's orders.
Athalorn Wednesday November 10th, 2004 10:10:15 AM
The druid - not one for politics, only for helping his friends and the forest - continues working with the bears to replenish the forest. His plant growth spell should sustain the area for months to come. Pleased, he walks back to the others, assuming he will be filled in on the details when the group has decided what is going on and what to do.
Milo Wednesday November 10th, 2004 9:49:35 PM
"So... do we kill him, or let him go? I'm for lettin' the worm go... with little except his clothes for protection of course." Milo snarls at the HOL'er.
Falin Wednesday November 10th, 2004 10:12:44 PM
Falin turns to K'Nara, "I have been gone for a while so tell me who this cleric is and what the organization is. This does not sound of love to me."
"One more thing. I know we are looking for this lantern, but what does it do? What can it do for us?," Falin looks agitated. "I thought that in returning to the Wold I could relax and since I came back we are constantly bombarded because of this lantern."
In a sudden bought of rage he turns to the captive, "Hands of LOVE?!?!?! LOVE?!?!?!?!? What the hell does love got to do with this? How can you justify killing people for love?"
Olana Thursday November 11th, 2004 2:10:24 AM
Olana frowns as their captive starts going on about affairs of the heart. "What would you know about that, you twit," she says quietly, glancing his way.
Lian's comment spikes her interest. "That could well be true. Or - perhaps there's a few of these things."
Decisions, Decisions -- DM Donna Thursday November 11th, 2004 6:21:15 AM
Bertram vaguely recalls that there is a rule within the code of conduct for the Hands of Love that requires them to ever be on the lookout for "the Heart of Caeroldra", and--if they ever find it--to return it to the Temple and guard it with their very souls (and lives.)
Figment's recollections from previous library forays on unrelated subjects include a bit more: a few hundred years ago, a priestess of Caeroldra returned from a sabbatical with a glowing magical lantern, dying as she gave it to her fellow clerics. Her last words were an exortation to never have the lantern leave the safety of the Temple. Opening the lantern revealed a glowing, heart-shaped jewel within. Thus was "Caeroldra's Heart" declared to be a genuine gift from the goddess herself and immediately ensconced within the Temple.
Caeroldra's Heart was stolen from the Hands Of Love and recovered two or three times over the next two centuries, before finally disappearing from the Temple for good about three hundred years ago or so...at least, it had until now.
"I guess it shouldn't surprise us that it has several different names," K'Nara agrees with Lian, "The stupid thing has been around for, what..? At least a millenium."
The female fighter clues Athalorn in on what is happening with their prisoner and what's occured with him so far, then she remembers to thank the druid for attending to the damaged forest.
"Since we've run out of questions for this one to answer," K'Nara says to Gunther (addressing Milo and Falin as well), "I am more than half inclined to put him out of our misery...however, he's a prisoner, so that wouldn't be right to do that now." Her fair brow puckers in thought for a moment. "If I remember correctly, there's a village near here...I think we can prevail upon the natives to house our guest there until we come back." K'Nara leers at the HOL lackey.
"What do you say to accepting some good, old-fashioned elven hospitality, eh?" she asks him mockingly. The man looks like he'd rather have Milo run him through.
Lian Thursday November 11th, 2004 7:13:05 AM
"I suppose our next question is... from whom did the silly priestess steal this jewel from to begin with?" He glares at the HoL.
The monk thinks a moment, "Wait, I've been reading this book of Domi's exploits and there was mention of an artifact known as the 'Heart of Domi'... Could this also be this artifact?"
Figment 5d4(1+4+3+4+1)+4=17 Thursday November 11th, 2004 7:13:39 AM
The mage tells the others of his knowledge of the Lantern. And when there is talk of letting this animal live he blasts him with a Magic Missile (17 DMG). Defiantly he stands and scowls knowing the warrior woman's tendency to not like her leadership challenged. "I don't know where your heads are, people. This animal - and that's what he is - shot us in the BACK! And would again if he had the chance. He'd also kill more elves or anyone else who stood in the way of 'the love' he shares with his god. It's like turning a rabid dog loose in an area where there are lots of small children. Maybe it doesn't kill immediately - but it will. I won't be responsible for the death of elves - or refrain from avenging the death of other elves because I was afraid to act. I just saved elven lives and I'm sure they thank me would for it when faced with living or being shot in the back. Look at what we got for showing mercy to the HOL cleric! Never again will I show mercy to the HOL - never! This is not an 'honorable' war. We are under no obligations to show mercy or spare lives of evil doers for its kill or be killed. And if you don't have the stomach for it, I do! And if I see any other of those 'people' around here I will kill them for who they are. I will not wait for them to attack me. That's insane because they will.".
Bertram [Sub Jay B] Thursday November 11th, 2004 7:15:16 AM
Seems the monk has shocked the dwarf again. His jaw sinks at the mention of Domi's Heart.
Athalorn Thursday November 11th, 2004 10:37:33 AM
The druid watches Figment's outburst with disdain. "I think that the elves would not thank us if we brought trouble to their village, and trouble will surely follow this one." He turns to Figment, speaking candidly. "Killing him in cold blood, Figment? You are as devoid of moral as these beasts themselves," indicating the prisoner. "Let the forest take the lives of our prisoners. Loose in the great wood, they are as dead, and will feed her strength."
Milo Thursday November 11th, 2004 8:22:57 PM
Looking around to everyone except Figment, "Anybody got some rope? I'll have him tied up proper before we're off to handin' him over to the elves." Milo still keeps one eye on the prisoner.
Figment Thursday November 11th, 2004 9:17:22 PM
The mage retorts to the druid "Your moral compass seems so very disoriented. It would have been an act of evil to let him live. I don't relish killing of ANY kind. But we made a commitment to protect this forest and its denizens. Letting him live is a direct violation of that commitment - and aids Parnoth in the process. You should not take oaths you have no stomach to keep. And though you may not wish to hear it now, I thank you for restoring the forest. Perhaps we at least can agree on that.".
Bertram Friday November 12th, 2004 1:19:08 AM
Bertram offers up some silk rope to the halfling. "I'll like it back when your done." The dwarf smiles.
Lian Friday November 12th, 2004 1:22:03 AM
"Just break his kneecaps, that'll keep this one in line." The elf sneers at the HoL.
The elf takes K'Nara off to one side and speaks quietly. "Are you sure it's safe leaving this one with the elves. The clergy might be watching him as we speak and they might attack the village to get him back."
Olana Friday November 12th, 2004 3:04:01 AM
The elf sighs. "We have to be practical. If he'll be a danger to our mission or the elves we seek to leave him with, then he has to go. "I'm not sure letting him loose in the forest is a more humane thing to do, either. We all know what it's like, when Culverwood has a mind to be a life-taker."
What IS Evil..? -- DM Donna Friday November 12th, 2004 7:04:41 AM
When all the different information is shared amongst the Talons, it is clear that the artifact in the shape of a magic lantern is very obviously more than old enough to be known by several names, highly dependent upon whom is naming the object.
Figment's spell ends the question of what to do with the prisoner--the man is definitely dead.
K'Nara's hazel eyes pierce the apparently unrepentant wizard, but then she closes them briefly with a sigh--looking, for a brief moment, as though her years of living have doubled on her. When she opens her eyes again, though, there is a look of compassion and sadness.
"Figment..." the auburn-tressed young woman attempts to explain, "...as bad as this man may have been, you have taken away any chance he had to learn the error of his ways. I agree mostly with your philosophy: Evil must be destroyed...but you don't always have to kill it to destroy it." She looked down at the lifeless lackey, frowning. "I've heard that many of these so-called 'Soldiers of Love' have been taken by the Temple--or sometimes even sold or just plain given to it by desperate parents--when they are but young children. They are indoctrinated early and filled with that lovely brand of 'truth' that the Hands of Love hold so very dear...if this was the case with THIS particular person, he truly didn't know better--and will now never know better because he's dead." Once more, the leader of the Talons sighs.
"We need to get that artifact back." she says firmly. "We have to be on the lookout not only for it, but also now for possible attacks from three different potential enemies. I don't have time to debate the best way to handle Evil people. IF we have the magic left to do so, let's pile the bodies together, zap them into ash, get some rest and then get on with our mission."
K'Nara immediately sets about to do this--she does not make eye contact with Figment while she does so, however.
Lian Friday November 12th, 2004 8:30:55 AM
The monk looks at the mage as he's chastized by K'Nara. After the red head is through, the elf walks up to Figment. "Fig, while I don't think there can be good without evil, I agree that what you did here was for the benefit of the mission."
Bertram [Sub Jay B] Friday November 12th, 2004 8:34:50 AM
The dwarf just holds the rope, almost in shock at what the mage did.
Figment Friday November 12th, 2004 8:41:02 AM
The mage sighs a bit as well, and helps with the morbid job. He blasts them with a firball once the pyre is ready - and makes sure its a good one. The mage stands a bit subdued and mentions one last thing on the subject. "There is a major demon who walks the Wold because we showed mercy to evil. How many innocent lives will be on our heads for that error in judgement? We must not fail to take out the cleric and his minions. We are responsible.". He mounts Jux and ensues the chase as they go.
Athalorn Saturday November 13th, 2004 4:02:38 AM
The druid stares Figment in the eye at the retort, emotionless. "My compass is true, and I know my values. You are clearly misguided, wizard, and have lost what respect you may have had from me. As for the forest, then be sure it was not for your thanks I did that." He speaks no more to Figment, and as they leave he takes to the skies once more as an Eagle, joining Glannath. For the first time since joining the Talons, he is unsure where to place his trust.
Figment Saturday November 13th, 2004 7:18:22 AM
The mage grimly nods, thanking Lian for his support.
As the young druid flies off he simply shakes his head. "You would pass the responsibility of ending that man's life on to the forest instead of having the resolve to do it yourself? That's cowardice - and has no honor at all. At least have the courage to do the dirty work yourself.".
Falin Saturday November 13th, 2004 7:50:51 AM
"Figment, I feel what you have done was the right thing to do. It is not our place to bring undo harm to others and that is what would have happened by allowing him to live." Falin turns,"K'Nara, although I do feel that people are worth a second chance we have neither the time or the resources at our disposal at this time to do anything about it. Maybe after we are done with this little swaray we can look at rehabilitation for these brainwashed souls, but until then HOL might as well stand for Hand Occupied Landfill as long as they stand between us and the one item that can end Parnoth." At the end there is a rage that burns in Falins eyes. Then as quickly as it appeared it is gone.
Lucia Saturday November 13th, 2004 7:59:12 AM I can not believe the drama you breathing types go through for us non breathing types. I certainly hope this lantern is worth all of the trouble. I will have to work harder in the future to look for badies before we get caught.
Gunther Saturday November 13th, 2004 9:31:37 PM
The large warrior stands for several long moments with his jaw wide open...completely taken aback at Figment's actions. Like a spectator in a tennis match, his head bounces back and forth between K'nara and Figment...and then Figment and Athalorn as words are exchanged. Then finally, he manages to close his mouth, muttering something about "Glad he didn't know me a few years ago..." under his breath as he takes up a position far from Figment.
Ingrge Sunday November 14th, 2004 1:34:53 PM
Helping with things as they are needed, Ingrge gives a nod to Figment as emotions get more than a bit raw.
Stopping a moment before they take off, he turns and while looking extremely uncomfortable, addresses the entire group.
"Most of you know I am not a very verbose person, but before we go on, I feel we need to clear the air of a few things as there seems to be more and more dissention within our ranks than we have ever seen. I attribute this to no one, two ore any number of people, but to the situations we have been finding ourselves in of late. Many of us have a history with some of our foes that others have no understanding of. So I will take a quick moment to try and explain some of it.
For those of you who do not know, The Hands of Love and their ilk are a power hungry group of psychotically passionate clerics who came to the conclusion that they could and should use love as a tool of power to control those who didn't understand their loves until they did. They will and have done anything to anyone in order to further their purposes all in the name of love and Caeroldra. They are direct and violent; using coercion, fear abduction, punishment, torture and death to impose their beliefs and commands.
When we first came across Holdrin, he had taken over a local village and had killed most of the adults and was indoctrinating all the youth and orphans of this town through the use of torture. We saved the town and it is flourishing at this time, or was. At that time we let Holdrin alive. We later came across more of his work as we were leaving to go to Fae Skiemeir in the form of a young elven male who had their symbol carved into his chest along with many other wounds that indicated he had been tortured for hours, before being allowed to die. Again we left Holdrin alive once we caught up with him. And here we find him, yet again, back in the Emerald Kingdom continuing his evil ways. I will not let another Titania occur again if it takes my last breath to stop it and Holdrin.
There was much less evil in that abomination of a Dragon construct that we fought to recover the artifact, than there is in Holdrin and the HOL, and yet we killed that pitiful beast without any hesitation or compunction.
Why in the name of Domi and all that is good should we spare even one of these HOL from the fate which they have been so lovingly dealing out to our people? They have made their choices time and time again. Their victims have not.
I understand however, that there is another side to our problems. Those of us who have been together longer, know and usually understand how we think and why. Perhaps some of us have become too hardened and no longer look for that very slim sliver of good that might be found in one of our foes. Maybe that is wrong, but we are still alive when perchance we might not be.
However "we" do not know, at least very well, where our newest compatriots draw their strength, direction, and guidance from. This is something that "we" need to remedy if we are going to continue as a group.
However, new or old, there two things we all agreed upon. Those were that we are bound together to defend the Emerald Kingdom and its peoples, whatever their form, and that we would defend and support each other.
If that is no longer the case, then any who no longer believes in these two things should leave now and no hard feelings will be held against you."
Figment Sunday November 14th, 2004 7:33:03 PM
The mage chooses to be silent as Ingrge makes his speech opting to listen to the others.
Milo Monday November 15th, 2004 12:52:02 AM
Milo considers Ingrge's words very seriously, then speaks, very seriously, "Dear friend, for that is what I consider you Ingrge, I do protect the Emerald Kingdom, with my body, my heart, and my soul. I do support this group as a whole. However, if we are to go on wantonly killing any who oppose us, who are also helpless as this poor soul was, we show that we are no better than the scum we defend this great kingdom from. I for one hope that some day I can claim dragon status. As an example of this, I defer to the paragon of all that is good in the Gold Dragons, whom we fought beside not so long ago in a terrible war. Valdor would not have killed this man, and so I say any who would do so, show themselves as evil, and I oppose evil in all its forms." Milo pitches Bertram's rope back to him with a grateful nod, though he holds his gaze steady upon any who would meet it.
Scene 8: Crossing the Lygn
Now Leaving the Emerald Kingdom -- DM Donna d100=37 d100=11 d100=46 d100=53 Monday November 15th, 2004 6:30:42 AM
K'Nara cannot help but smile when Ingrge is moved to speak...he has the wisdom and the willpower to rule, and the human bladesinger reinforces her personal opinion that he should do so when Parnoth is off the throne...
...but that is for a future date. For now, other things call for the Talons to attend to.
"This matter is settled for now." K'Nara announces. "Talons support each other in battle, and we support each other in public. Disagreements may abound in private if need be...but we have to keep going. Rest and then on to Izen."
The night passes with none of the watches reporting anything unusual. Spellcasters refresh their spells. Everyone gets what rest they can. Any remaining wounds are healed so that the party is whole, hale and hearty upon the morrow.
Glannath's behavior lets Athalorn know that there is something unusual ahead when the party moves on. Just before they reach the Lygn River, the Talons are greeted with a very grim sight:
Elven-built homes have been destroyed and many of the trees in the immediate area are uprooted and dying. As the stunned party approaches, they can see that now there are only 6 adult males and 5 adult females remaining along with 5 younger non-adult elves--they are obviously trying to salvage what they can before moving on. K'Nara approaches them carefully, for they are fearful, but relax when she explains her party's identity and purpose.
The survivors tell a story about a group of lizard-like beings, who came and destroyed the village in the name of Parnoth, and after chaining them, sent the others away, with a few guards. The rest of the Parnothians seem to have crossed the river into Izen.
"They destroyed our homes and even killed trees!" the oldest of the males--Wainrite--says with almost a sob. "You'd've thought they'd steal our livestock or take coins and goods--but all they were interested in was inflicting damage on ourselves and our personal abodes!"
The elves will be leaving this area, taking with them what they'll be needing, but Wainrite tells K'Nara that there are a pair of draft horses and a large, covered cart that she can use should she and the party need it for their trip into Izen.
"My storage shed has plenty of barrels, too," Wainrite adds, "But you'll have to fill them yourself."
"Thank you...and good luck." K'Nara replies. The elves leave their shattered former home as the leader of the Talons directs Olana to assess the horses and that cart.
"I know we'll be needing a way to transport water with us," K'Nara tells the party, "Izen is a barren wasteland--no greenery, no cover and practically no water as well."
The party can prepare here to go into Izen--spending the night if they must. Anyone who has notified me of any Catacombs purchases and/or changes in their PC sheets can now put them into effect. Tomorrow's post will deal with entering Izen, so if there is anything your PC wishes to be sure they have for the trip, now is the time to post trying to acquire it.
Lian Monday November 15th, 2004 7:05:40 AM
The monk listen to everyone who replies to Ingrge, and simply nods in agreement to most of what is said. "I will defend the Kingdom and the Talons with my life's blood. I swear that to Domi."
Bertram [Sub Jay B] Monday November 15th, 2004 7:09:58 AM
Bertram listens and continues with the group. The dwarf blesses the remains of the man before heading off.
When reaching the village, the cleric attends to those who are hurt and ailing. He helps gather their things.
He prepares spells that will supply water and food for the group.
Athalorn Monday November 15th, 2004 12:33:25 PM
The druid has already taken to the skies when Ingrge stops to speak, so hears none of his words. Athalorn is pleased he was not the only one to disagree with Figment, however.
As they travel, Athalorn stays at a distance from the party, flying with Glannath instead. He camps away from the others too, his feelings for some of the Talons torn, though his faith in others strong.
At the elven village, he stops in stunned silence. then, gliding down in horrow, lands amongst the dying trees, singing an Eagle's lament for the forest, and sadness swallowing his heart. He is devastated.
In eagle form still, he prays to the great Culverwood to aid him, and calls forth its power to help the precious greenery around him. (ooc: Athalorn casts Plant Growth on the area to help its recovery, and casts it again in the morning, and again if needs be, until he has done his utmost to help this part of the forest recover)
Glannath Monday November 15th, 2004 1:49:45 PM
Unaware of the mental turmoil down below, Glannath circled above, swooping now and then before gaining height. He is glad of Athalorn's company as the group continues south, finding a high perch overnight.
On the day after, something has him on edge and his flight becomes erratic, looking for danger, and no doubt alerting Athalorn that something is up. The sharp scent of spilled sap and deforestation. Just a small patch, but that usually meant trouble. Men and burning, and dead meat. Not the best place to be.
Olana Monday November 15th, 2004 2:07:17 PM I'd have probably killed him, too, broods the elf, watching the flickering flames of the funeral pyre. Was there a shame attached to that? Possibly. Did it make her a monster, as Milo suggested? It was starting to get easy to kill, and it wasn't as if there was a lack of justification for it, either. It was going to be tough, to work together like Ingrge said, if they were going to agonize over things like this. But then where was the line drawn? And who was going to draw it?
Not able to think of anything rational to say, Olana lets it stew. The events of the following day only add to the confusion. It was a welcome relief to be given the task of seeing to the horses.
Gunther Monday November 15th, 2004 6:33:09 PM
The warrior shrugs at K'nara's speech. He really didn't approve of what the magic user had done...after all, it wasn't that long ago that he and the mage would probably have been enemies. But that was then and this was now. Smiling, Gunther begins filling the casks with the nearest source of water. Not that he thought he'd need much of it with his new equipment, but the others would...and hard labor always clears his mind.
Milo Monday November 15th, 2004 8:14:50 PM
After Milo says his piece, he lets the matter drop for the time being. Right is right and wrong is wrong, and Milo's mother taught him the difference. As they move along Milo whistles a merry tune. When arriving at the destroyed homes, he quiets down and sobers a bit. Milo lends a hand with tracking down horses, cart, and water for the trip into Izen.
Figment Monday November 15th, 2004 8:31:23 PM
The mage's eyes harden at Milo's words. "All this coming from a being who himself slit the throats of two reprobates we detained - in that case you beat me to the punch. And now would imply that I am evil... you have indeed changed, Milo. Changed indeed...". He lets the matter drop as K'Nara asks and carries on with the others, not bothering to reiterate his committment to the Talons.
As they question the settlers, he asks which way the prisoners were taken and tries to deduce their most likely destination.
Into Izen -- DM Donna d20=15 d20=17 Tuesday November 16th, 2004 6:26:31 AM
The covered wagon with its casks and draft horses are easily made ready--it is as the elves said: while the homes of the natives here had deliberately been ransacked and/or destroyed, those with outbuildings and the small shops hadn't been pillaged or damaged. It was as though the troops of Parnoth were seeking only to demoralize the elves on a personal basis rather than on a material one.
"Since we now have the wagon," K'Nara points out, "We don't have to double up on the horses..." Indeed, the wagon can hold up to six passengers: three on the plank seat used while reining the horses and three within the wagon itself. The casks take up almost all of the rear half of the wagon, so that those riding inside the covered portion would have to get in and out in the front.
Athalorn gets to cast a spell to help the Culverwood, which helps repair a lot of the immediate damage, though the trees that had been uprooted are now beyond saving. As one who is akin to the forest, he can feel the area respond with renewed vigor and...something else..? (Athalorn must roll a Sense Motive check versus DC20 to figure out if there is anything else there. Olana can make this roll, too, as she is a ranger.)
The party sets off for the Lygn, with Athalorn and Glannath on high being the watchful eagle eyes for the group. Unfortunately both of the eagles see that the site of the ferry that is supposed to shuttle people from the Emerald Kingdom to Izen (and back) has obviously been attacked recently--some wisps of smoldering smoke still rise from the burned-out shell of the ferryman's house on the Emerald Kingdom side of the river.
(OOC: Rolled spot checks for Glannath and Athalorn...only a natural 1 would have kept them from spotting the battle site from the air. Now you need to indicate how--or IF--either of these two will communicate what they have Spotted to the others in the party.)
Figment d20=19 Tuesday November 16th, 2004 7:02:09 AM
The mage replentishes his spells and changes some spells to support a stint in Izen. As they approach the river he decides to have a look around himself. "I think a flight up top might be good. Sounds like we now how up to FOUR other groups - unless this is Mop's group. Be sure to ask the ferryman if a sniveling whiner was among the attackers - if he still lives... There's the elves, the HOL, Mop and crew, and possibly another group of dragon men. How do we know we are still on the right track? I'll be back in a bit...". The mage casts his spell and flies up with the eagle. He follows what should be the trail into Izen about a quarter mile up for as long as he can safely fly with his spell and still get back. If he spots anything he casts Invisibility on himself to keep from being spotted.
DM OOC: oops, forgot about Figment's attempt to deduce about this new development--a few moments' worth of cogitation {Intelligence check roll result=19} will give the wizard the insight that this group of slavers were heading northwest into the Kingdom with their newest "recruits"--thus a different group than the one the Talons had encountered. And Figment doubtless retains the fact that some of the dragon-fellas went back to the Kingdom while most of them went towards Izen.)
Gunther Tuesday November 16th, 2004 9:01:01 AM
Gunther happily takes up a seat on the wooden bench, wanting to be up front should any hanky panky take place. As he travels, he tries to strike up a conversation with Olana. "Dis is my first trip into Izen. Tell me vhat is it like. De Scaab vas pretty rugged, I assume dis vill be too." As he chats with the elven ranger, Gunther plays with a new ring on his right hand, rubbing its smooth surface between his rough caloused fingers.
Athalorn d20=16 d20+19=25 d20+19=21 Tuesday November 16th, 2004 1:05:32 PM
The druid feels nothing unusal about the forest (sense motive 16) save for its renewed vigour.
Seeing the smoke from the ferry, Athalon begins flying in circles above the party, screeching in his eagle tongue to warn of danger or trouble ahead. When they are alerted, and Figment begins flying, the druid asks Glannath to come with him, and they fly on ahead, scouting the area for signs of life (Spot = 25, listen = 21)
Lian Tuesday November 16th, 2004 3:47:26 PM
Lian rides along, watching the group closely, not sure what to think of the party's reaction to Figment's actions. He rides Merlot, even when given the opportunity to give his friend a rest, and ride in the wagon.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] Tuesday November 16th, 2004 3:49:27 PM
(OOC: When is Mark due to return?)
Bertram opts to ride in the wagon. His short, but stout legs will eventually need the rest. He helps out with food and water through the trip.(Donna, would you like a spell list from me for Bert?)
Falin Tuesday November 16th, 2004 6:21:55 PM
Not feeling comfortable with a group sitting in one spot Falin decides to travel to the side of the group. "Maybe we should keep someone about a quarter to a half mile in front of us to check for ambushes. We are going to be pretty much a sitting duck with a wagon."
Ingrge Tuesday November 16th, 2004 9:48:23 PM
Settling down of Moon Shadow, Ingrge rides along quietly as if lost in thought.
Milo Tuesday November 16th, 2004 11:56:55 PM
Milo seems ever alert as they proceed along their path. He volunteers to take the point position as Falin suggests, staying a good hundred yards ahead of the group on foot, though hidden and watchful.
Olana d20=2 d20+12=27 Wednesday November 17th, 2004 1:11:22 AM
Driving the horses attached to the cart, Olana doesn't catch the subtleties that the forest might normally tell her.
((Handle animals DC 27))
"Not had too mant forays into Izen," she says in reply to Gunther's question, "but its rough country, and we'll probably come across the occasional band of orcs. There's a mountain at the heart of the land - a bad place. I hope we don't end up going there!"
Lian and Brother Bertram Wednesday November 17th, 2004 6:49:43 AM
Lain and Bertram talk as they travel, discussing Domi and his teachings. Lian seems very interested in the stories and legends surrounding the God. His friends, history on the Wold and the fight with Marteus.
"Bertram, I should show you my book I purchased when we return to the Tower. It's about Domi and his life."
The dwarf continues, answering the elf to the best of his knowledge.
Occassionally he'll ask Milo, the Justicar of Pantheon, about his God's ways and his life here in the Wold. Did he know Domi? What was/is he like? Etc...
(OOC; Sorry about the multi character post. I have a bizarre shift at the store for the next two nights. Don't know when I'll find time to post.)
Discoveries -- DM Donna d20=18 Wednesday November 17th, 2004 10:17:00 AM
K'Nara's ears pick up Athalorn's warning, and she also notes Figment's flight ahead.
"Let's hurry--Athalorn's giving an alarm..." she orders the others and spurs her horse forward.
Figment, along with Athalorn and Glannath, are the first on the scene: the Talons arrive at the river only to find that the ferry that was supposed to be there is tied up on the other side...and that the ferry man and his family and home have been killed and burned to the ground.
Figment finds HOL symbols carved into what remains of the front door and the chest of the ferryman's son, an elven-blooded lad who looked to be a young adolescent.
"We have to give this family a decent burial," K'Nara says grimly, "We also have to figure out a way to get the ferry back over here to this side of the river, since the Lygn's too swollen for us to get this cart across safely..."
Athalorn Wednesday November 17th, 2004 11:04:59 AM
The druid is saddened once more by the sight of the death and destruction in the area. All they seemed to encounter these days was chaos and the dying. Be they animal or plant. this was not what the druid had expected when he followed his Hierophants orders so long ago...
Flying in circles for some time, he then soars over the great river to the ferry, hoping Figment (if still airborne) will accompany him that they may try and rescue the ferry.
Gunther d20+12=16 Wednesday November 17th, 2004 2:29:47 PM
The warrior hops off the cart and quickly examines the river water. Then he returns to K'nara. "You know, ve're lucky dey didn't just destroy de ferry. I could try and svim to de oder side and bring back de ferry. He looks up and spots Athalorn in eagle form on the other side of the river. "Or maybe Athalorn vill get it for us."
If K'nara decides that it's a good idea for him to swim for the ferry, Gunther rids himself of his armor and wades into the water, doing a marginal job of swimming (Swim=16).
If not, then Gunther sets himself about the grisly job of digging graves for the ferryman's family.
Figment Wednesday November 17th, 2004 7:19:57 PM
The mage curtails his plans to fly fast and far as they come up on the scene. As they discover what the HOL lackey's have done yet again, he just just shakes his head and confirms for himslef yet again that his decision to execute the eviol HOL member was the right choice. "At least there's one less of those bastards now. Maybe it saved one life... We have to catch them.". He nods at Antalorn's signal and goes with him to see if they can move the ferry back across without too much trouble. Once they get the thing back across - assuming they do - the mage recasts fly on himself and makes a line in the direction of the HOL, knowing that he should easily be able to catch them and see how far ahead they are. He flies invisibly as he gets close to where he thinks they should be.
Milo Wednesday November 17th, 2004 7:59:41 PM
Milo looks askance at Lian, "Pantheon does not find me worthy to serve as his Justicar, but perhaps one day I will be allowed to serve him in another manner."
At the grisly scene of death, Milo goes into the home looking for a shovel and begins the task of burying the dead. His grim countenance speaks volumes about how he feels regarding the incident.
Olana d20+12=17 Wednesday November 17th, 2004 11:40:12 PM
After tying the horses a short distance away from the smell of the dead, Olana pitches in and helps out where she can.
If the guys need some rope to tow the ferry back, she'll comandeer enough rope from everyone to make the stretch and tie it together. ((Rope use DC 17))
If its not needed - she'll start digging, matching the rythym of her shovel to a softly sung elven lament.
Glannath Wednesday November 17th, 2004 11:41:18 PM
Glannath hovers above the ferry, wings beating.
Falin Thursday November 18th, 2004 12:25:28 AM
With several of the group already working on the burial of the dead. Falin does what he can to help get the ferry back accross the river. "If they knew they were being followed why wopuld they have left the ferry?", Falin says outloud. "I would have cut its mooring or I would have destroyed it to prevent any crossing from my persuers. This means one of two things. They don't consider us a risk or they meant for us to find this and to try to get the ferry back."
Lian Thursday November 18th, 2004 2:45:21 AM
The monk nods in understanding at Milo.
The grim scene is upsetting to the monk, but all emotion is quenched when Gunther mentions the ferry is fine. Lian looks at Olana. "Well, at least I won't have to Ferryman." He says, with a tiny smirk and wink.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] Thursday November 18th, 2004 3:12:21 AM
Spell List: Orisons: Create Water x3, Purify Food and Drink x2, Detect Poison First Level: Endure Elements x2, Detect Evil x2, Protection From Evil, Detect Undead, Magic Weapon (War Domain) Second Level: Aid, Augury, Delay Poison, Cure Moderate, Bull's Strength, Spiritual Weapon (War Domain) Third Level: Create Food and Water x2, Dispel Magic, Magic Vestiment (War Domain) Fourth Level: Neutralize Poison, Prayer, Cure Critical Wounds, Divine Power (War Domain) Fifth Level: Raise Dead, Righteous Might, Flame Strike(War Domain)
The cleric is angry at the carnage about him.
He will cast create food and water at the beginning of everyday and create water whenever people or horses need it.
Moving On (Again)- DM Donna d20+2=16 d20+2=22 d20=15 Thursday November 18th, 2004 6:42:14 AM
When Figment comes in for a landing, K'Nara holds her hand up.
"Fly over to the other side with Athalorn and bring the ferry over to this side before you relinquish your flying spell." she says.
(Assuming that Figment and Athalorn both go to the ferry and work together in human form to pull it back to the Kingdom side of the river, the pair will have the vessel moored for use by the rest of the party by the time the others have given the slain ferryman's family a proper burial...the burial doesn't take too long as there wasn't much left of the people.)
K'Nara sings along with Olana, giving the opposite side of the river a hard look once in a while. She also warns Figment NOT to take flight until (at least) the rest of the party has pulled itself on the ferry to the Izen side of the river.
"Remember what happened the last time you tried to go it alone--" the woman warrior reminds him, "--you nearly had the life squeezed out of you by that...that...thing." K'Nara actually shudders in horror in remembrance of what Figment's invisible would-be assassin looked like.
The deceased family is buried and the party is able to use the ferry to get themselves across. K'Nara frowns thoughtfully.
"I think this is the end of the journey for your cat, Gunther," she points out as they cross, "This river is running rather quickly and I don't think--" Suddenly, something in the water catches K'Nara's eye and she gasps, then--amazingly--begins to laugh as she points into the water.
Swimming furiously in an effort to catch up to the ferry is a very unhappy black panther. (OOC: rolled a 16 so that the kitty barely makes a Swim check.)
K'Nara has the party stop briefly and allow the cat to catch up to--and then climb onto--the barge (OOC: rolled a natural 20 for the kitty to climb onto the barge). The large feline hisses and spits and violently shakes as much of the water off of herself as she can before growling at Gunther and slinking underneath the shelter of the cart.
The horses get understandably nervous, however--it takes Olana's skills as a ranger to get them to remain calm. (OOC: rolled a 15 for the Animal Handling check--since this is the minimum number needed to keep the horses calm, I didn't add any bonuses Olana has...she's successful in keeping the horses from bolting off the boat.)
"Hail the mighty Master of Beasts!" K'Nara says, laughing because both she AND Gunther are dripping with water from the feline's shaking. "What kind of charm is it that you possess, Gunther, that makes a big cat swim to join you?"
(OOC: I'll be posting another transitional passage later today--before Figment flies off, there are more clues to discover on the Izen side of the ferry site.)
Figment Thursday November 18th, 2004 7:03:19 AM
The mage makes sure all are across safely, the "clues" are reviewed, and that he has a clear idea of the direction of travel of their adversaries before flying off. He asks Olana "Any idea how long ago they were here? Thought you might be able to tell.".
Athalorn Thursday November 18th, 2004 12:26:33 PM
Back in human form, the druid decides to remain with the others - to save his powers for a time. He rides the ferry, and smiles with genuine warmth as the panther joins them. He claps Gunther on the shoulder. "My good friend, seems you made an impression on her. I am glad - she likes you I can tell - and rightly so. you will make a fine friend for her."
Milo Thursday November 18th, 2004 8:24:54 PM
Milo appreciates Olana's song as they work, but remains silent. Once they've boarded the ferry, the halfling turns to Olana and speaks to her in perfect elven, "I'd like to hear more elves songs, happy and sad, when you would teach me." Milo smiles.
Olana d20+14=28 d20+16=35 Friday November 19th, 2004 1:10:52 AM
After the burial, Olana reaches for Milo, wanting a big, tight hug. Her hands are shaking; she feels saturated with soil, the dead, and horse saliva, along with all the ghosts and dogged exhaustion that came with it.
On the ferry, she nods at his request, her face like a ghost.
Having brought the horses onto solid ground, she'll set about having a look around for tracks and anything else of interest. Their mage was obviously eager to be off, and so she takes pains to ensure she spots all that needs to be spotted so he has the right info. "Don't dash off and get yourself killed, Figment," she says. "We've had enough of that today."
((Survival DC 28, Spot DC 35))
Lian Friday November 19th, 2004 2:39:23 AM
"Seems the kitty likes you Gunther." Smiles the monk.
Brother Bertram [Sub Jay B] Friday November 19th, 2004 2:40:54 AM
The cleric checks the panther for hypothermia and damage from river debris. "She seems fine. A bit twitchy, but fine."
Gunther d20+12=13 Friday November 19th, 2004 5:02:14 AM
Gunther nods his head gravely as K'nara issues her statement about seeing the last of the kitty. "Yes, de kitties do not like de va..." Gunther's job drops as the panther swims across the river and climbs into the boat. He smiles shyly at the praise recieved by K'nara, Athatlorn, and Lian. Turning to K'nara, he meerly shrugs his water soaked shoulders. "You know vomen...de do vat dey vant to do." His smile genuinly warm at Athalorn's words, Gunther looks his friend in the eye. "I hope I am half de friend to her as she has already be to me. You know...von day ven ve get some "down time" I vould like you to speak vith her. I vould like to find out her name, or give her von if she does not already have von."
As the panther settles in, Gunther moves over toward her. Reaching down low, he goes to give the kitty a pet (Handle animal=13...sheesh) only to get his hand swatted once more. Blood trickles down from the new wounds on his hand as he heads back toward K'nara and the others. "Master of de Beasts..." he chuckles. "I tink not...more like Mastered by de Beast." His eyebrows arch as Brother Bertram goes over to check on the panther, wondering what kind of reception the stout cleric might recieve.
Falin Friday November 19th, 2004 6:20:14 AM
"Is the wagon going to noticably slow us down?", askes Falin. "With everyone after this lantern I don't want to be the last one to the party, so to speak."
"Although," he says with a smile," maybe we show up last and theyt have all killed each other and we get this thing and leave."
"Does anyone know, do any of the pursuers, including us, know how to use this thing?"
On the Izen Side of the Lygn -- DM Donna d20=14 Friday November 19th, 2004 7:53:01 AM
(OOC: this post is kind of long because the transition part wasn't posted yesterday.)
Brother Bertram only barely misses getting swatted by the wet panther himself when he checks her condition. The she-cat, it seems, definitely doesn't like being wet.
"We don't have much of a choice, Falin," K'Nara addresses the archer's issues, "This forest will soon turn into scrub and from there it goes into barren wasteland with NO vegetation and rather rock terrain--and NO water to be found unless you dig deep for it or carry it with you. We need the wagon to help Bertram from using any potential healing magic on conjuring water and such."
When the Talons land, the panther immediately melts into the forest.
Olana's tracking abilities turn up something rather odd: the tracks that lead from the ferry site into Izen include human and horse prints, as well as the distintive clawed feet of the dragon-guys as well--but there are a set of three prints that lead from Izen, stop at the periphery of the site...and then back to Izen again.
Olana's skill tells her that:
1) The three beings were all human (or of the medium-sized human races). 2) The three people were either dressed for speed or they were magically-enhanced to be as light as possible. 3) These particular prints were made within the last 24 hours.
Olana can also tell that the traffic from the site follows a trail that leads east from the ferry. Though the road is not a well-used one, Figment can follow the trail rather easily from the sky, and the Talons can keep up with him on the trail.
Following the trail for about an hour or two, however, leads everyone to another scene of violence: they find the remains of some sort of battle.
On either side of the road, there are two dead HOL members, a human in Parnoth's livery, a young elf Tine member (you kind of recall his face from when Endrin drummed you all out of the Tines), and the blasted remains of one of those dragon-fellas...all lying on the ground, very dead. Set in place, on the chest of each of the dead is one of those strange black feathers.
(Olana can tell that each "category" of body seems to have been killed at a separate time and left here. As far as she can tell the Tine's body is the oldest, followed by Parnoth's men, and then the HOL members. The most recent seems to have died no more than a day ago.
A quick search shows that several people who had been here (a.k.a. present during battle) headed off in a northeastern direction, along the road, toward the Badlands.
K'Nara breaks the silence, speaking to nobody in particular:
"Did I ever tell you how much I just hate crossing the Badlands..?"
Milo Friday November 19th, 2004 9:16:55 PM
Milo is practically tripping over himself after Olana's hug. While he is saddened by all that has passed, that pain seems to dim somewhat in the embrace. He then sets himself to business, and shadows Olana as she works out the tracking. He keeps his eyes and ears open for trouble as he watches her back. At K'nara's remark, Milo chirps in, "I don't suppose there is a place in the Wold called the Goodlands. I'd like to visit there sometime." The halfling smiles at his own attempt to lighten the mood.
Athalorn Saturday November 20th, 2004 4:14:06 AM
On the ferry, Athalorn tells Gunther that he'd be more than happy to speak with the Panther when they got chance - perhaps if the panther was to rest near a camp site of theirs...
As they travel, he continues conversing with Gunther, opting to walk with the others rather than fly for a change, and safe in the knowledge that Glannaths eyes and ears are watching overhead.
Happening upon the latest battle scene, the druid speaks to K'Nara. "Tell me of the badlands, K'Nara. I have heard nought but whispered rumour and exaggerated tale."
Figment d20+23=29 Saturday November 20th, 2004 9:00:58 AM
The mage sees what he can see and rejoins the party. He stops long enough to search the bodies of the Talon's enemies for items of interest. He also takes note of the presence of a Tine and tries to remember the black feather as he's seen them before (DC 29).
Troubled by their rate of movement he talks to the others after rejoining. "How is it possible that the dark elven woman has continued to outstrip us by days? How can the HOL be ahead of us already by 24 hours? Maybe 1 or 2 hours... but 24? How?". He looks to Olana for an answer. "Is it possible we could rely on Bertram for water and food and lose the wagon? Can you make enough, Bertram? It would double our progress. And Ingrge, maybe we should confer and figure out a way to scry these folks and perhaps teleport to them or to where they are going? And Milo, did the dark elf say anything that suggested a specific destination? Like a city, canyon, anything? Another thought I have is that I can memorize enough Fly spells with some help from Ingrge and Antalorn and we can fly to intercept the elven woman. This should not take us but a few hours to close the gap. We could close on them and attack from the air giving us a significant advantage.".
Falin Saturday November 20th, 2004 10:07:01 AM
"You won't have to worry about me," he says with a slight smile,"I no longer have the need for food and water."
Gunther Saturday November 20th, 2004 10:05:10 PM
The warrior is thrilled to have the company of the druid, chatting incessantly with him about the panther. "I have thought of a few names for her...but I vant to see if she has a name she vould like..." The warrior drones on and on...telling the druid about his hopes and plans for the feline. Gunther grows quiet as they come upon the scene of the battle. "Dis is very strange...dey have clearly died at different times...vhy vould somevon bring de bodies back here...vhy not leave dem vhere dey fell...and dese feathers...it's live somevon vanted us to see dem...like somevon vas showing off..."
Northeastern, Ho, the Wagon! -- DM Donna d20=20 Monday November 22nd, 2004 6:53:27 AM
K'Nara finds herself chuckling at Milo's observation about "Goodlands" versus "Badlands."
"So would I, Milo--so would I!" she agrees, then answers Athalorn's question:
"The Badlands live up to their name--a rocky waste that harbors little save pock-riddled rocks. It's like a desert--only the ground is too hard for things to burrow into." the tall female fighter frowns as she recalls her last trek across the blighted landscape. "There is less life in the Badlands than there is in a desert."
Figment definitely recalls that the black feathers are the same type left at the scene of Milo's kidnapping--as does K'Nara (OOC: Intelligence check is a natural 20! Woot!)
Then K'Nara turns a puzzled glance Figment's way.
"I was thinking the same thing, Figment," K'Nara says, "And the only possible answer is that the Tines, Parnoth and the HOL have been using magic to not only speed themselves on their pursuit, but also to track this artifact. That, and Elese may have a base of operations that had previously been established in Izen--hence the probability that her gang was here to greet any trespassers and leave their, ah, calling cards..." K'Nara twirls a black feather between her thumb and forefinger, frowning.
Figment's flight ahead revealed to him only that the greenery here begins to thin out--but he had to turn back to make his report to the party before he could be certain of where and when the forest ends and the Badlands begin. So far he hasn't been able to spot Elese and her gang.
"I think we should keep the wagon--at least for now." K'Nara says firmly. "If we get any proof that having it is slowing us up way too much, then we can always leave it by the trail and try the rest of the trek using Brother Bertram's magicks. But for now--let's get going...we need to try to close in on those thieves as fast as possible."
Figment Monday November 22nd, 2004 7:13:38 AM
The mage looks to Ingrge. "I can Shadow walk us abou 50 miles an hour but can't guarantee we will not overshoot them. If you can scry them with one of these feathers - a spell I don't have in arsenal - then we can teleport directly to them and engage."
Olana Monday November 22nd, 2004 11:34:01 AM
"I suspect all the fighting we've had to do has slowed us down, too, along with the digging, and clearing up of our enemy's mess," adds Olana with a sigh, along with letting the others know everything she's discovered. "Bodies take time to be buried. I wonder, though. These black feathers. A badlands group? Those we pursue were obviously met."
The elf tries to make sure the horses are kept well fed and watered, so they're up to what looked to be a hazardous journey ahead.
Glannath Monday November 22nd, 2004 11:40:29 AM
The eagle makes sure he's had a few good kills before entering the southern lands. He's a little puzzled as to why Athalorn would want to come here. The place seemed barren, and hardly anything moved. That meant a lack of life and therefore food. Eh. Unlike the human he never puzzled over things for too long. Catching an updraft that took him up another hundred feet, he cast his beady eyes over the territory below.
Athalorn Monday November 22nd, 2004 12:41:16 PM
The druid continues the journey in discussion with Gunther. He looks up and sees Glannath drifting high into the empty sky on a current. He smiles to himself - Glannath was a loyal companion indeed to fly out here over the barren wastes, for there was likely a lack of food for the great Golden Eagle.
Falin Monday November 22nd, 2004 5:51:51 PM
"I seem to remember an evil group that followed a raven. I don't remember much more than that though."
(OCC: I can't remember what group(local or online) I have dealt with them before so if this group in the past has never delt with them then ignore my post)
Ingrge Monday November 22nd, 2004 5:58:29 PM
Pausing as the puzzle pieces are spread out in front of them, Ingrge thinks for a moment. It could be that there are several groups of each force on the move and perhaps these are some of those other groups and not the ones we have come across.
At Figments suggestion he nods. I could most certainly scy for them using the feather so long as they were actually holding the feather in their posesion for a length of time. But to do so I would need to have some time to set up and cast the spells. If you all wish to spend a little time that way, depending on what we learn we might actually shorten our trip. then again we might learn little of use.
Figment Monday November 22nd, 2004 10:09:04 PM
The mage makes sure and tell everyone the origin of the feathers (if they don't know). "Perhaps we can do it when we stop for the day? That way no time is wasted.".
Gunther Monday November 22nd, 2004 10:56:58 PM
Gunther notices Athalorn's skyward glaze and guesses the druid's thoughts. "It is a desolate place ve are going to. It vill be hard for your friend and mine... But, I've been tinking." Gunther fingers a shiny new ring on his finger. "Dis toy is very helpful...I don't need to eat or drink anymore. So, I vas tinking dat ve could take my share of de food and vater and give it to our friends ven de time comes..."
Lian Monday November 22nd, 2004 11:43:46 PM
The others are far more knowledgable about these things than the monk. He lets them talk it out and simply listens.
Brother Bertram Monday November 22nd, 2004 11:58:22 PM
Spell List: Orisons: Create Water x3, Purify Food and Drink x2, Detect Poison First Level: Endure Elements x2, Detect Evil x2, Protection From Evil, Detect Undead, Magic Weapon (War Domain) Second Level: Aid, Augury, Delay Poison, Cure Moderate, Bull's Strength, Spiritual Weapon (War Domain) Third Level: Create Food and Water x2, Dispel Magic, Magic Vestiment (War Domain) Fourth Level: Neutralize Poison, Prayer, Cure Critical Wounds, Divine Power (War Domain) Fifth Level: Raise Dead, Righteous Might, Flame Strike(War Domain)
Bert grins at what Gunther says about his share of food.
What to Do? -- DM Donna Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 6:15:17 AM
K'Nara frowns as she thinks...which is for a long time, as thinking isn't exactly her area of expertise. Then she speaks:
"We will keep the wagon for now--we can always abandon it later if we must. We'll continue to follow this trail until we have to camp...but then Ingrge can use the camp time to set up his Scry spell." She grins at the weapons mage. "Looks like you get to luck out of pulling a watch this time around--I'd like for you to devote yourself to the scrying and then to resting."
Figment--in all his contemplations--needs to make a Spot check versus DC20. If he makes this check, I will email the player what it is that the high-flying mage recalls spotting in his last air recon. (Sorry, I only just now realized that I should have had him do this during his last flight.)
Figment d20+2=9 d20+23=35 Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 7:17:17 AM
Mulling over his recent day, the mage continues to look for clues (Failed Spot). "Milo, did the dark elf take anything from you? Does she have anything that belongs to you? Do any of you who traveled with her recall giving her anything you owned? She may be srying us too...". The mage calms his mind a moment and tries to sense for somone scrying (Arcana/Spellcraft DC 35).
Around the fire before bed he offers "I can get us down the road 50 miles in each hour for several hours. We can cover tremendous amounts of ground. It is not an exact art. We could overshoot them. If Ingrge can find them then a teleport is our best chance for a most accurate transport - though it has risks. I doubt we will catch them doing what we're doing. I would also suggest we wear our scarves (given by the Tines) to prevent them scrying us. I get the feeling we're being watched but I don't know for sure...". (Figment has his on and has since they left).
Athalorn Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 8:39:19 AM
The druid thanks Gunther for his offer. "If the animals start getting hungry we will help them with your food, but I fear they may prefer the hunt," he says, almost laughing.
Athalorn seems cold with Figment, still angry at his previous actions, and more or less ignores his words, allowing the party to decide what to do. However, he is sure that the panther and Glannath would not be teleported...
Olana d20+11=29 Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 1:02:17 PM
((Handle Animal DC 29))
Olana does her best to keep the horses pulling the cart, moving at a decent rate. "I think we need to sing dwarven drinking songs, traveling at this speed," she says to Milo as the cart jolts along.
Brother Bertram [still subbing Jay B] Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 8:27:59 PM
Spell List: Orisons: Create Water x3, Purify Food and Drink x2, Detect Poison First Level: Endure Elements x2, Detect Evil x2, Protection From Evil, Detect Undead, Magic Weapon (War Domain) Second Level: Aid, Augury, Delay Poison, Cure Moderate, Bull's Strength, Spiritual Weapon (War Domain) Third Level: Create Food and Water x2, Dispel Magic, Magic Vestiment (War Domain) Fourth Level: Neutralize Poison, Prayer, Cure Critical Wounds, Divine Power (War Domain) Fifth Level: Raise Dead, Righteous Might, Flame Strike(War Domain)
Bert looks at Olana and smiles. "What songs would you like me to teach you?"
Lian Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 8:31:10 PM
"Gunther, this might give us some time to go over some elven lessons. What do you think?" Asks the enthusiastic monk.
"K'nara, would be best to leave our riding horse here? Or take them with us? Merlot is getting tired and will likely not survive the trip, even with Bertrams help." He looks at his horse sadly.
Milo Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 8:41:14 PM
Milo seems to be in his own little world for the moment, but then suddenly, he snaps out of it, smiling, "Right, dwarven drin..." The halfling's eyes glaze over, and there is an audible pop, as if a cork has been released from a bottle of fine wine. Milo loses his equilibrium, and slumps down in the seat on the cart next to Olana. His eyes snap open, and he takes a deep breath, as if coming up for air after being under water for a long time, "I remember... I know where they're going!" The halfling jumps up into a standing position on the seat, "I don't know why I couldn't remember this before, but I remember while I was a bit dazed during my capture, that Elese mentioned Blackshadow Hall. She wanted to reach the shelter of Blackshadow Hall! Where in the Wold is Blackshadow Hall?!"
Falin Tuesday November 23rd, 2004 9:32:36 PM
"Blackshadow Hall? Sounds quaint. I think we should travel as fast as possible to prevent them from getting there. Or...,"Falin says with a grin," I am tired of being ambushed. I would love to set up and ambush on someone else for a change. What if we were able to get past them and lie in wait?"
Gunther Wednesday November 24th, 2004 12:50:09 AM
Gunther sighs deeply at Lian's offer at Elven lessons. He supposes he should take the monk up on the offer as it seemed that almost everone in the party spoke Elven... Still, he wasn't exactly thrilled about all the hard work that he was sure would be involved...all those verbs and tenses and gerunds... With a slight tingling beginning to work its way into his temples, Gunther gives Lian a half smile. "Vhy...I vould love to..."
Brother Bertram [sub Jay B](Mark returns Monday) Wednesday November 24th, 2004 4:45:50 AM
The dwarf rides along, singing a drinking song. Odd without ale, but alcohal will dehydrate, so water will do. He teaches Olana a rather mellow drinking song, no cursing and the like; she is, after all, a lady.
Lian Wednesday November 24th, 2004 4:53:03 AM
'Blackshadow Hall...' catches the monks ear. "Sounds like a great place... if you like being pinned up and tortured. Hey, its a Hall, I bet it has more of those talking tapestries I'm so fond of." He smiles, hoping the joke wasn't too terrible.
Turning back to Gunther. "I promise, I will go easy on you. Let us start out basic. Pronouncing the characters and numbers. We'll write them later... Then the nouns and we'll go from there. Before you know it, you'll be cursing and chatting with the best elven bards in the Wold." The elf removes the scarf from his mouth so that he can show the large warrior how to hold his mouth when saying certain things. "Let's begin..."
Olana Wednesday November 24th, 2004 1:46:27 PM
"I think we should stay tog - oh!" Olana stops mid sentence as Milo slumps, then blinks astonished as he leaps awake again.
"Blackshadow Hall. It sounds horrible. But it can't be any worse than where we've been before," she adds stoically. "But where is it?"
Setting Up Camp -- DM Donna Thursday November 25th, 2004 8:24:38 AM
The Talons hit the road and follow the trail until it is time to make camp. K'Nara directs that a place for Ingrge to scry be set up immediately and then the rest of the camp be prepared. Then she inspects Merlot.
"I wish you'd spoken up on the Kingdom side of the river, Lian," K'Nara says with a contemplative frown, "That way we could have loosed your horse to the relative peace of the Culverwood...though the forest extends a little ways into Izen, the Kingdom side of the woods would be a LOT more conducive to Merlot living out a goodly portion of his remaining time without being in immediate danger of becoming a meal for wandering orcs, ogres and whatever else roams the Badlands." The tall auburn-haired woman runs her hands over the loyal mounts aging flanks, sighing. "Though I fear you're likely correct, I'd rather see Merlot expire in our presence than set him loose to get picked off by some Izen threat...but this is ultimately up to you, Lian, as Merlot is your responsibility."
K'Nara then speaks with Figment:
"We'll give Ingrge the chance to see if he can scry anything from the feathers. Should we come up with a location, we can then decide how to proceed."
Then, once more, the human bladesinger goes to Milo, concern on her face.
"You're okay?" she asks. "I had thought you were not quite yourself at the Elven Council celebration...I should have realized that you had been ensorceled when you spoke of an early retirement. I hope we catch up to this...Elese person. I have much to make her answer for, it seems..."
Ingrge Thursday November 25th, 2004 9:24:26 AM
Getting to the camp, Ingrge finds a suitable quiet space and from his haversack removes his 2 foot by 4 foot curved, scrying mirror and after draping a familiar scarf over his head, he prepares for his work. After about an hour or so Ingrge is set up and ready to start his work.
"Ok guys, what is it you want me to try and scry for. Do you just want me to use the feather and get whatever general impressions there are. Or do you want I should use the first feather left by Elese to scry for her in particular?"
Athalorn Thursday November 25th, 2004 10:06:52 AM
The druid remains quietly contemplative, camping slightly away from the party. In the evening he goes hunting with Glannath from the skies, looking for any morsel of food the eagles can find.
DM Donna Thursday November 25th, 2004 1:08:44 PM
Since Athalorn is patroling the skies and searching for game, kindly roll a Spot check versus DC20...I will email the player what he Spots if he makes the roll.
By the way, as the Talons are still in wooded area, there is game in the immediate vicinity.
Milo Friday November 26th, 2004 12:03:01 AM
Unsure of the outcome of Ingrge's spell, one way or the other, Milo remains quiet, hoping that those more knowledgeable with regards to magic will make the right decision.
DM Donna Friday November 26th, 2004 6:29:17 AM
...don't forget, Ingrge has asked about which feathers to use for his Scry spell--the ones found in the Tines HQ, or the ones on the bodies. Talon members should voice their opinions on this.
Athalorn d20+19=36 Friday November 26th, 2004 9:00:33 AM
(Spot = 36)
Gunther Friday November 26th, 2004 4:33:41 PM
The monk drones on and on with the elven lessons...the same words over and over. By Warrd, he just can't pay attention. Finally, he raises a hand in surrender or defeat or somehting like that... "Ve should take a break..." Going over to Ingrge, Gunther speaks up. "Vell, I'm no expert, but I vould guess it vould be best to use de "freshest" feather. I say you use de von ve found on de bodies."
Lian d20+9=16 Friday November 26th, 2004 5:35:25 PM
The monk stops. "Too much huh? Okay, no problem. We begin again tomorrow." (Sense Motive 16)
Brother Bertram [sub Jay B] Friday November 26th, 2004 5:37:13 PM
The cleric smiles at the large warrior.
Falin Saturday November 27th, 2004 8:43:29 AM
"Yes, I believe we should use the freshest feathers as well." Chimes in Falin agreeing with Gunther.
Ingrge Saturday November 27th, 2004 9:22:04 AM
"Freshness as you call it, has little or nothing to do with this spell. It is who was in possession of it that matters.
The first feather, we are pretty sure was in the possession of Elese, and should show me her surroundings and where she is. The second feather was left by an unknown entity, but obviously in league with Elese. It would show me this person and his or her whereabouts.
While this distinction might not seem like a big deal, in matters of scying it means a whole lot, including the possibility of life and death for the scryer."
Milo Saturday November 27th, 2004 12:03:49 PM
"I say use the 2nd feather then, since it may give us a better idea of what Elese is doing."
Gunther Saturday November 27th, 2004 10:48:32 PM
The warrior shrugs. Magic wasn't something he professed to know a lot about, so he'd take the mage's word on it. "Vell, I suppose ve should look for Elese...I doubt she vould give up dis Star tingy..."
K'Nara Votes -- DM Donna Sunday November 28th, 2004 4:07:59 PM
"I, myself, would like to know where Elese is." the leader of the Talons says grimly. "Whether she's still just ahead of us by a day or two...or if she's gotten to this Blackshadow Hall yet."
Lian Sunday November 28th, 2004 6:49:49 PM
The monk thinks a moment. "I agree with K'Nara."
Scrying Time -- DM Donna Monday November 29th, 2004 6:13:38 AM
After casting her particular vote, K'Nara squints skyward.
"I wonder where Athalorn flew off to..?" she asks aloud.
DM OOC: Ingrge can cast his Scry spell after the player posts which feathers are being used. I will post the spell results as soon as I see Ingrge's choice on the board.
Athalorn Monday November 29th, 2004 8:59:25 AM
Athalorn lands amngst the trees. He is in tears of pain and anger at the suffering of the forest, and in despair he casts plant growth on as large an area as he can. He knows it will not help, but he knows not what else to do. Turning back to human form, he looks around for any signs of life. Are there any animals around with whom the druid could speak? Tears still stream down his face unchecked, and although he knows he ought to return to the camp, he cannot bring himself to leave the tortured land. Perhaps he should go straight to Mohannin...
DM Response: However--rather disturbiningly--the Plant Growth has NO effect whatsoever on the trees and plants, except perhaps to alleviate their pain a bit. How very strange...Athalorn's spell helped, yet it could not get the plants to regenerate into their natural shapes.
What can this mean???
Additional OOC: and another odd thing is that none of the animals in the immediate area (small mammals, birds and reptiles) can explain why the plants are like this, either...assuming that Athalorn uses some magic to communicate with the animals, all they can tell the druid is that the plants have been so very oddly shaped ever since they can remember.
Glannath d20+16=29 Monday November 29th, 2004 5:19:48 PM
((SPOT DC 29))
Glannath continues to wheel above as Athalorn descends. He's keeping a close eye on his companion, however.
Olana Monday November 29th, 2004 5:26:41 PM
Olana is in a quandry over the feathers. On the one hand, the fresh trail of the new feather makes sense to someone in her profession. But then Ingrge said that didn't matter. Oh, but did she really want to see Elese again? Not really, but if she had the artifact....
"Who do we think has the artifact? If she has it, or we think she has, then we scry for her."
Another thought enters her head. "Ingrge, if this is dangerous, how do we protect you? While you're doing this scrying thing?"
Falin Monday November 29th, 2004 5:42:12 PM
"We need to hurry and do whatever we are going to do. If they reach their destination then they are more secure. Any item worth taking is at its most vulnerable during transport. In fact I think those that need alot of sleep should get comfortable in the wagan and we continue on our way." Says Falin with a hint of impatience on his voice.
Ingrge Monday November 29th, 2004 7:01:00 PM
Turning to Oalnna, the older elf replies. "I hope the scarf will protectmy omewhat from eyes trying to seek me as I do this, otherwise I am very vulnerable to physicl attacks while I am thus occupied."
Nodding at the input from the others, Ingrge voices his thoughts on the matter.
"Elese seems to be the common factor in much of this and last that we knew may have had the artifact. It is also possible that she has left this second feather as well, but I will use the original feather to try and see where elese is up to."
Brother Bertram Monday November 29th, 2004 8:03:19 PM
Bertram nods his head in agreement to Ingrge. "She appears to be the key to this whole mess, Friend Ingrge. I will guard you from physical attack as best I can while you are casting." Bertram looks down at his axe doubtfully, "Then I would that you could check my axe and myself to see if we are cursed. Something is wrong that I cannot fathom. I will seek guidance from my gods in this matter as well." Having said his peace, Bertram will pray to Domi and Gargul for any guidance in his strange clumsiness of late, until he is needed to guard Ingrge.
Figment d20+23=38 Monday November 29th, 2004 8:47:07 PM
"I would suggest we use the feather we know she had. It should tell us where she is now. With that information perhaps Ingrge could teleport he and I to the place and I can teleport us back once I get a good look at it. We all can then teleport together once he and I have recovered.". The mage watches Ingrge closely to help if things go awry (Spellcraft 38).
Milo Monday November 29th, 2004 10:41:08 PM
Milo stands by, looking on as Ingrge prepares to perform the scry spell. Quietly the halfling makes his way around the group to where Olana is, and stands beside her at ease.
Lian Monday November 29th, 2004 11:24:12 PM
(OOC: Welcome Back Mark!!)
The monk meditates and hears nothing being said. He will help guard the wizards if asked.
Athalorn Gets A Message -- DM Donna Tuesday November 30th, 2004 7:16:57 AM
Even as the druid ponders why this edge of the Culverwood is so very unnatural, one of the chipmunks nearby suddenly stiffens up with a loud squeak. Turning its little head and fixing Athalorn with a commanding eye, it speaks:
"You see before you the work of Parnoth...he has been twisting the Culverwood to his own ends for hundreds of years. There is naught you can do here without the Serpent Star, for only that artifact can undo what has been done.
Go, now, Athalorn...your friends will have need of you soon..."
There is no doubt in the druid's mind that the presence that spoke through the chipmunk and now leaves the little animal was that of Mohannin.
Mirror, Mirror, in the Bush -- DM Donna d20+9=12 Tuesday November 30th, 2004 7:18:12 AM
The matter is decided: Ingrge will scry using the feathers left at the Tines' HQ in Emerald City. K'Nara orders the others to stand on guard while the weapon mage casts his spell.
The surface of the mirror shimmers--and suddenly you see the familiar face of Elese: she has fair skin, dark hair and dark eyes, but her look is the same as it was when the party first met her in Fae Skeimir.
She is speaking with a fair-haired young elven-blooded male...Milo recognizes him as Lerith. (Lerith is the Tine whom Endrin had accused the Talons of being in cahoots with when the artifact disappeared from the Tines' HQ.) Lerith is looking a bit troubled.
"--power beyond imagination." Elese says with a smug sort of smile. "And then...there is always me..." She emphasizes "me" in a clearly seductive manner. The half-elf with her frowns.
"I...I just don't know, Elese," he replies uncertainly, "I mean--before I was just SO sure that Endrin was wasting my abilities...but now...now this just seems...wrong..."
Even as Lerith speaks, Elese takes a few steps away from him, approaching a very large bush that anyone with the Survival or Nature Knowledge skill immediately recognizes as one that is a type that isn't even supposed to be found in the area of Izen at all. Not only is it an obviously imported plant--but it is most unnaturally shaped to resemble a large sphere with several mini-topiary branches sticking up out of the top.
As Elese gets closer to the trimmed tree, however, the details of the giant, unnatural topiary are lost. She sighs, whispering something and making gestures. All those with the Spellcraft ability making a check versus DC12 will recognize that Elese is casting a Charm Person spell.
The female sweeps her hand towards Lerith, who freezes momentarily in the middle of his remorseful discourse...then seems to get a kind of sappy sort of smile on his face.
"Now, then, dear--you agree that I know best..?" Elese asks the now-bewitched young male.
"Yes, Elese..." Lerith agrees in a tone that reminds one of somebody hopelessly infatuated with someone else.
"Commander!!!" a panicked voice that sounds like it is being accompanied by running feet. "Commander--Bartek says...you're being Scryed!!!"
Elese's face is startled and then turns quite ugly as she practically spits out another spell--obviously the counterspell to the Scry magic now being used...
...the mirror abruptly becomes just a reflective surface again.
"Oops...busted!" K'Nara points out. "That's it--we're going to use a teleport and get ourselves to her location...now!"
Athalorn Tuesday November 30th, 2004 1:12:22 PM
The druid frowns at Mohannin's words, and watches as the chipmunk runs off. Taking once agin to the skies in eagle form, although reluctant to leave the tortured forest, he flies as fast as his strong wings will carry him, determined that they should destroy Parnoth and gain the Serpent Star.
As the companions are getting ready to leave, he speaks quietly to those who will listen - ensuring K'Nara and Olana can hear him. "Parnoth is torturing our great forest." He explains quickly about the twisted trees and the sense of despair, the evil work of the great dragon.
His explanation is curtailed when the scrying spell comes to a conclusion....
Lian Tuesday November 30th, 2004 5:43:00 PM
Lian's eyes pop open when he hears 'her' voice. He stands up and watches the scene play out. "I guess she is among the evil we're fighting." He looks upset. When the scry is broken, "Um, thats not a good thing, is it?" He asks K'Nara.
Milo Tuesday November 30th, 2004 7:46:23 PM
The smile that crosses Milo's face at the mention of a teleport spell is quite feral. The halfling draws his short sword, and grasps Olana's hand, giving it a playful squeeze, "Time to go carve my initials in that hateful witch."
Falin Tuesday November 30th, 2004 9:15:26 PM
Falin pulls out his bow and knocks an arrow. "I guess I need to introduce myself to this "witch"." A smile creeps across Falins face.
Kent Tuesday November 30th, 2004 10:01:35 PM
A headache starting to form from the abrupt cessation of his scrying, Ingrge squeezes his eys shut tightly and gives his a head a brief shake and then looks at Figment closely. "My friend I do not have the ability quite yet to cast teleport though it is one I do have entered into my spell book and hope to be able to cast fairly soon."
Turning to the others he continues. So did any of you actually recognize where Elese is or are we still in the dark about that?
Figment Tuesday November 30th, 2004 10:11:06 PM
"I can take myself and three other people with me at once. I only have one teleport memorized so the only way I can get more of us there is to memorize more teleport spells. I will take 3 of you, come back and get 3 more. I can only do 4 spells in a day so unless someone has a scroll I can only get 7 of us there in a day. Tomorrow Ingrge could cast one and get the rest of us there. Either that or we can get 8 of us there today (if Ingrge can take 3 others).".
Olana Tuesday November 30th, 2004 10:59:28 PM
"Is she in Culverwood?" puzzles the elf, somewhat confused. She grips Milo's hand for a moment, her blue eyes looking right at him. "Be calm and cold, my love. Don't let her draw you right into her web. Its the artifact we want."
As for the tortured trees - "Why Parnoth wants them cut into silly shapes, I don't know," she says with a sigh to Athalorn. "I'm sure passing travelers would find them as unsettling as we do. We must thank the forces of nature they still grow at all."
Glannath Tuesday November 30th, 2004 11:04:13 PM
Glannath follows his companion and sweeps down, landing with a hop skip nearby and folding his mighty wings.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 1st, 2004 4:24:35 AM
Bertram rises, readying his axe, looking at it doubtfully, but still making sure its edge is keen. With another quick prayer to Domi and Gargul he makes ready for whatever is needed.
Gunther Wednesday December 1st, 2004 7:49:53 AM
Readying his two-bladed sword, Gunther looks over at Falin. "I vill go now if dat is vat ve decide, but it is unvise to split our forces. Dere is safety in numbers... Dough ve need to get dere fast, I vould tink it vould be best if ve all vent togeder."
To Go or Not to Go -- DM Donna d20=19 Wednesday December 1st, 2004 9:59:09 AM
K'Nara frowns thoughtfully, her face scrunching slightly in concentration.
"I had thought that Figment could teleport everyone or he wouldn't have made that offer..." the female fighter says, "...but if he can't get us all there together, then it's best that we don't go. We must stay together if we are to be the most effective. We will just have to wait until Figment has the magic to transport us there."
K'Nara listens carefully to Athalorn's description of the quite unnatural forest, and her brow furrows as something occurs to her (OOC: she makes her Intelligence check with a roll of 19.)
"Perhaps the artifact has the ability to make and unmake those twisted tree-sculptures..?" she ventures, looking to Figment and Ingrge. "But I really wouldn't know why such things are located on the border between the Kingdom and Izen...we don't get too many--if any--tourists up from Izen, since we're hostile to each other as nations."
Athalorn Wednesday December 1st, 2004 11:37:47 AM
The druid agrees with K'Nara and Gunther. "We should certainly stick together. They know they have been scryed and will expect an attack."
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 1st, 2004 4:00:34 PM
Bertram says hesitantly, "I think Friend K'nara is right to some extent about this artifact. I am not sure whether it can repair the mangled trees or not, but what I mean is that I am fairly sure that the item can be used for good or evil. It is just a tool. I do not know this for fact but I am fairly certain." Bertram still seems unsure of himself and his problems in combat of late.
Lian Wednesday December 1st, 2004 4:34:17 PM
"Elese will know us and how we think in combat. She fought with us several times. We will have to change our tactics." He frowns at the fact that she will likely perish in the attack. "We should focus on her when we attack, if possible. I'm sure she still has a few tricks we hadn't seen."
Figment Wednesday December 1st, 2004 9:39:28 PM
"It will be many years before I have the ability to transport us all at once, K'Nara. You don't realize what you are asking. I can, however do it in two trips if Ingrge can take a group too - which he can. We should indeed attempt to stick together - and focus our attacks on Elise. She will be the most powerful - and the one carrying the artifact.".
Falin Wednesday December 1st, 2004 10:21:27 PM
"I think we should risk it and jump. We are talking about a possible way to fix all of this sickness in the Culverwood. An artifact that could have the power to destroy Parnoth. My mother used to tell me 'Do what you can with the time you are given with what you have where you are.' We have a chance at doing something that no one else has ever been able to do and it starts with this first step. I say we go in two waves. I will go with the first if that is our choice." Falin looks over the group to guage the effectiveness of his words.
Gunther Wednesday December 1st, 2004 11:40:53 PM
Gunther listens to the exchange between the mages and K'nara with interest, but little comprehension. "Figment, did you mean dat ve can make two trips in von day and get dere togeder? Or tow trips in two days? If ve can get dere in von day den I tink ve should do it. Try and catch dem before dey have much time to prepare for us."
Olana Thursday December 2nd, 2004 12:54:32 AM
"Alright, but what about our stuff, our animals and our familiars? Can we spell out just who can make the jump, using both Figment's and Ingrge's spells?"
Lian (illegal second post) Thursday December 2nd, 2004 12:57:11 AM
"Something just came to me. If we scried on them, won't they consider doing to same for us? If I was on Elise's side, I would be suggesting that right now." He raises an eyebrow. "Call me paranoid, but I think we are being watched... but not by Elese and her crew... by one of the others. Come on, think about it. We're the most danger to these three groups and if I was leading a band of well trained thugs, I would suggest waiting and watching. Then when our target made a mistake, that is when I would strike, hard, fast and decisive." Lian then realizes what he's said is idiotic and steps out of the conversation. He looks at his feet and and raises the scarf over his nose and mouth. "I don't know.... just seems..." He trails off.
Understanding -- DM Donna Thursday December 2nd, 2004 7:16:51 AM
At Figment's words, K'Nara nods.
"Ahhh...I misunderstood, then," she replies, "I thought you'd meant that you couldn't do the entire group today. Well, since both you and Ingrge can get us all there in a relatively short amount of time, then we should go, NOW--while Elese is trying to figure out her response to being Scry-ed." K'Nara addresses Lian's concerns as well some others that have been voiced:
"The nature of the Scry spell--so I've been told--is that one must have an item that was in the possession of one's subject. Hopefully she won't have anything that belongs to Milo..." the leader of the Talon says with a bit of a grimace. "As for the Teleport, I've been given to understand that a person can be teleported with enough stuff on them so long as it's stuff they're strong enough to carry--which means that Athalorn and Glannath count as one teleport subject so long as Glannath is being borne by Athalorn (on his forearm or shoulder). Gunther's cat, however, is big enough to be considered a separate 'person' in this spell." Once more K'Nara turns to Figment and Ingrge.
"How many can each of you take on one trip?" she asks. "And...should we survive this...can we teleport back to this place? I'm inclined to leave the camp as is, with the horses here...but only if we can return. If we can't come back, I'd rather set them all free so that they may forage and survive on their own."
Figment Thursday December 2nd, 2004 7:53:36 AM
The mage patiently continues to explain. "I can make two trips but that has to be tomorrow. Today I can do one. If we go now we can get back here tomorrow too. If Ingrge can take 4 including himself then today we can get 8 of us there. And Lian, your observation about us being scyed is why I suggested everyone begin wearing their handkerchiefs the other day. I decided you guys didn't care if we were scryed or not...". "On her location, I got a good look at it and Ingrge did too. There is a risk of failure but I expect we will be OK. We could end up in two places if one of succeed and one of us fails. But I feel the risk is small enough to justify the attempt.". The mage looks to Ingrge to tell the group what he can do to help.
Ingrge Thursday December 2nd, 2004 4:56:41 PM
Shaking his head as if to clear it Ingrge steps in. No Figment, K'nara. I am afraid that I am not able to yet cast the spell. At least not from memorization. If the spell were on a scroll, I would have a chance to cast it, but it could still go wrong. (Ingrge can't cast 5th level spells yet.)
Lian Thursday December 2nd, 2004 6:18:29 PM
Looking at Ingrge, "I think we're scre..." He breaks off. "I think we have to reconsider things then."
"I assume the teleport is depends on weight and not on number of people then?"
Gunther Thursday December 2nd, 2004 11:58:16 PM
The warrior sighs. This conversation wasn't his strong point. He tries to ready himself in case they need to leave right away. He isn't too terribly keen on leaving the panther behind, but then again, he has the awful feeling that they are headed into serious trouble...and he worried about bringer her into that kind of danger...
Olana Friday December 3rd, 2004 12:33:28 AM
"Then we can't all go together, can we. And if we split up, we're considerably weakened. So - we need an alternative. Did the scry give us any information that tells us we're on the right path, at least? I suppose it would be too much to assume we're only half a day's ride thataway, or something."
Athalorn Friday December 3rd, 2004 3:12:06 AM
The druid is tired of Figment's self righteousness, but chooses not to cause a fight now. Instead, ignoring the mage, and somewhat relieved with the thought that they won't be teleporting, he suggests we just continue with the journey. "Let us keep to their heels, move at pace and follow their trail. Glannath and myself could scout ahead from the skies to check we are on the right path."
Brother Bertram Friday December 3rd, 2004 4:28:53 AM
Bertram moves over beside Ingrge and quietly says, "If we do this Friend Ingrge, make sure I am sent with the first wave. I can at least keep Elese away from our mages for a few moments. I need to do something to help."
Falin Friday December 3rd, 2004 6:01:09 AM
"If we don't jump forward then we need to at least send our two fastest to see how far ahead and where they are. If that means our friends in the sky then so be it, but I did not like the sight of that plant in the vision. It made me think, just for a second, that they could have sent the mass of the group we were following ahead of us and then Elese and a few others could have broken off and headed back into culverwood." Touts Fallin as he paces back and forth in front of the fire.
More Strategy -- DM Donna Friday December 3rd, 2004 6:52:39 AM
"Figment--can you write a Teleport scroll..?" K'Nara asks, hearing Ingrge's explanation. "I mean...write a scroll AND memorize the two spells for yourself as well..?"
A lone, dark figure slinks out of the surrounding forest--it's the black panther. She carries and deposits a half-eaten...ex-antelope or deer (a rather young and/or small one) at Gunther's feet. She then turns and pads over to the covered wagon, slipping under it and lying down. She seems to rather like this "portable den".
Lian Friday December 3rd, 2004 6:06:00 PM
"What would Elese least expect from us?" Ponders the monk, still trying to be crafty and come up with a fail safe solution.
"Gunther, maybe if we send the horses away, the panther can go with them and hopefully we'll see them again at the Tower." Says the elf hopefully.
Gunther Friday December 3rd, 2004 7:21:24 PM
The large warrior laughs very loudly. "If I could send her off vith de horses as you say, den dere vould be no horses ven ve come back. She vould eat dem. She's a vild beast, and she vill follow her instincts..." Gunther sits back and tries to think through the situation at hand...
Milo Sunday December 5th, 2004 9:28:24 PM
Seeing that the whole teleport issue is a lot more complicated then he initially thought, Milo sheaths his sword, and patiently waits for the leader types to come to a resolution. A thought occurs to the halfling, and he sits down and starts rummaging through his personal possessions to take stock.
Olana Monday December 6th, 2004 12:22:11 AM
The elf makes sure everything on the wagon is secure, and takes this moment to feed and water the horses, just in case a fast chase was on the cards. She cocks her head toward the half-eaten carcass. Yeesh, now how to get that on the back of the wagon without every carrion-eater for miles coming to take a look.
Lian Monday December 6th, 2004 1:31:19 AM
The monk just shakes his head and the whole situation with the teleport. "Can't we just ride horse like everyone else?" He smiles under his scarf.
Brother Bertram Monday December 6th, 2004 4:05:33 AM
Bertram waits to see what the mages of the group can do, checking and rechecking his blade nervously.
DM Donna Monday December 6th, 2004 5:36:41 AM
OOC: Waiting for Figment to answer K'Nara's question. Hopefully will have a post for the entire group to respond to later today.
Figment Monday December 6th, 2004 9:29:33 PM
The mage looks a bit apprehensive about Ingrge attempting to cast a higher order spell than he is currently able, but relents. "I can scribe the scroll tonight and memorize two more tomorrow. I'd say that's as good as it is going to get. Ingrge can take 2 others, I can take 3, come back and get the rest for a total of 10 possible in short order. I will leave it to Ingrge to judge his own ability on it. He knows my technique and should be able to cast it without too much trouble.".
Lian Monday December 6th, 2004 9:54:17 PM
The monk looks at Figment and Ingrge, then at Bertram and back at Figment.
Lian notices that the other experienced magic users are nervous at the prospect of jumping in three loads and Ingrge using magic he's unexperienced casting, he speaks his mind. "If there is ANY doubt that we'll come up short the mark, I won't go. I'll drive the horses back to the Tower and watch out for the big kitty if I have too. And to answer the next question, 'yes' I am afraid of the mishaps that may occure in teleporting into the unknown. We maybe seperated for awhile or permenantly."
The monk stands, waiting for some sort of answer.
Vote of Confidence -- DM Donna Tuesday December 7th, 2004 5:53:19 AM
"My instinct is to have Figment try this teleport tactic." K'Nara says firmly. "Elese now knows somebody was scrying her and may have certain traps and such in place as it is--if we try to pursue her overland, she will definitely be able to set up nigh-unbeatable defenses...especially if that Blackshadow Hall is anywhere close by to where she and her group presently are."
K'Nara then assigns the watches:
1st Watch: Bertram, Athalorn and K'Nara 2nd Watch: Falin and Gunther 3rd Watch: Milo and Olana 4th Watch: Lian, Figment and Ingrge
"I had been considering letting you off watch..." K'Nara tells Ingrge with a grin, "But I wouldn't want you thinking that I was getting soft..."
If there are any changes to spell lists and the like, the players MUST email their changes to the DM before tomorrow's post.
Athalorn Tuesday December 7th, 2004 1:10:48 PM
The druid is quietly apprehensive about travelling by such magic, but voices no objection. He takes his watch silently, scouting from the sky every once in a while.
Falin Tuesday December 7th, 2004 8:13:59 PM
Falin spends his watch just out of range of the fire. Keeping an eye and an ear open for anyone possibly watching the group.
Lian Tuesday December 7th, 2004 11:46:39 PM
"I will take watch last." The monk sighs and its obvious to everyone that he's unhappy traveling in this fashion.
Olana d20+16=29 d20+17=31 Tuesday December 7th, 2004 11:58:44 PM
Olana is nervous and on edge during her watch, and glad of Milo's company. No particular reason she can think of for her edginess. Just one of those nights.
((Spot and Listen - DC 29 and 31))
Gunther d20+1=20 d20+1=9 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 12:22:19 AM
The warrior too is put on edge by the prospect of teleporting in. There was so much about this magic stuff that he didn't understand. But standing watch...that he understood. He takes up position opposite Falin and paces around the camp looking for any signs of trouble (Spot=20, Listen=9). When his relief shows up, Gunther forgoes sleep and begins to carve up the carcass of the animal the panther brought in...might as well have a nice breakfast before they magically pop in on the bad guys. Not that he really needed to eat a whole lot now a days... But still, couldn't let good meat go to waste. As quiet as possible, Gunther sneaks into the back of the wagon and retrieves a large cooking pot. Filling it with water and the meat, Gunther quietly scouts out the area for vegetables to add to the ad hoc breakfast stew.
Milo Wednesday December 8th, 2004 12:57:49 AM
Comfortable with the idea of teleporting, whether with Ingrge or Figment, Milo settles in for the evening. Sensing Olana's uneasiness, Milo spends his time on watch attempting to knead the tension out of her shoulders and neck with his nimble fingers. He hums a quiet tune while doing so.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 8th, 2004 4:16:55 AM
Bertram takes his turn at watch, being extra careful due to possible attack from Elese and her henchmen.
Figment Wednesday December 8th, 2004 7:20:29 AM
The mage gets his supplies and scribes the scroll for Ingrge. He grimaces as the power flows out of him. Handing the scroll to Ingrge he says "Here it is, my friend.". He then goes to bed to get his sleep.
Lian d20+18=30 d20+8=18 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 5:07:05 PM
On watch. (Listen 30 and Spot 18)
Ingrge Wednesday December 8th, 2004 6:03:34 PM
Taking the scroll, Ingrge nods his acceptance and then starts studying it so that he is ready for the casting in the morning. During his watch he ponders what life would be like without complications and an unintended chuckle escapes his lips.
(ooc: Will send updated spell list, asap.)
Teleport Order -- DM Donna d20=3 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 6:53:11 PM
Fortunately for everyone, nothing happens on any of the watches. K'Nara has time to practice her pre-dawn bladesinger workout before the party comes together to see whom will be teleported to the place they all saw through Ingrge's Scry spell.
K'Nara tells Figment and Ingrge the list of people she'd like teleported in order:
K'Nara Milo Olana Brother Bertram Athalorn Gunther (& his panther) Lian Falin
Since both Ingrge and Figment are doing the teleporting, they are obviously not directly on the list, as the elf will teleport with whomever it is that goes with him, and Figment will arrive at the final destination (to stay) with the second set of people he may teleport.
K'Nara would like the panther to come along IF it is feasible--if not, they'll have to trust that the panther will not immediately attack the horses while the party is occupied elsewhere.
When Ingrge and Figment make their rolls, they must specifically call out each one they make and the roll result. (Both spellcasters are teleporting to a place that they've only seen once...but they both got a rather good look at it.)
Good luck!
Milo Wednesday December 8th, 2004 7:32:55 PM
Milo relaxes into his morning, eating breakfast, and assisting with the camp chores as necessary. He remains generally alert to their surroundings, in case unexpected company should arrive.
Figment d4+1=4 d4+1=4 d4+1=5 d4+1=4 d100=29 d100=34 d100=46 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 9:22:26 PM
The mage waits until everyone is ready to go. He begins by casting several spells on the fighters. K'Nara gets Cat's Grace +4, Bull's Strength +4, and Stoneskin 110. Olana gets Cat's Grace +5, Bull's Strength +4, and Stoneskin 110. He then prepares to teleport. Looking to Gunther he offers "I think I can get the panther if you can coax it to be carried by you.". Turning to everyone he begins to give instructions. "K'Nara, Milo, and Olana can come with me on the first round. Bertram and Antalorn can go with Ingrge. I will then immediately come back and get the other 3. Everyone in each group must be in contact with each other. Any break in the chain and the others get left behind. No room for error on the execution part. The rest is up to me and Ingrge to get it done...". After a pause he says "I know some of you may question my decisions about good and evil, but you can trust me to do my very best for the group - always have, always will. I will get you all to the other side.". He waits for everyone to get in their groups and get ready - and for K'Nara to give the go ahead. (rolled 29, 34, and 46 for teleport - should be just fine).
Falin Wednesday December 8th, 2004 10:38:31 PM
Falin prepares himself by taking out an arrow and knocking it in his bow. He will attept to touch Lian so that he is in contact, but still ready to attack if need be.
Ingrge d20+7=24 d100=57 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 10:38:49 PM
As Figment casts his spells on several party members, Ingrge whips out a number of scrolls and casts their contents on several other members, Bull's strength, stone skin 110 and owl's wisdom on Bertram, cat's grace, stone skin 110, and bull's strength on Lian, Cat's grace and bull's strength on Gunther, Bear's endurance, cat's grace, and owl's wisdon on Athalorn, cat's grace, and bull's strength on Falin and finally he casts fox' cunning, bull's strength, and cat's grace upon himself.
Finally when everyone is ready Ingrge instructs his party to hold hands in a circle facing outward and then starts reading the scroll. (DC13 needed to be able to cast scroll of higher level - rolled 24)- on target roll 57
Gunther (Barkskin) d20+12=31 d20+12=28 Wednesday December 8th, 2004 10:40:22 PM
The warrior nods at K'nara and Figment's instructions. When the time is near, Gunther crawls under the wagon and attempts to coax the panther to come with him (Handle Animal=31). Gunther just shrugs as Figment talks about trusting him, though he does wonder why K'nara and Olana got spells cast on them and he didn't...guess that would come with time... Reaching into his backpack, Gunther withdraws a Barkskin potion and readies it. He checks and double checks his equipment.
As the time draws near, the warrior activates his floating shield and drinks his Barkskin potion. Then, just before they are about to teleport, Gunther attempts to pick up the panther and hold it in his arms (Handle Animal=28).
Active Spells: Barkskin 20min/20min (200rds/200rds)
Glannath Thursday December 9th, 2004 12:01:07 AM
The giant eagle cocks his head toward Athalorn, curious as to what is going on.
Olana Thursday December 9th, 2004 12:04:30 AM
Olana feels the tingle of Figment's Cats Grace spell, and gives him a nod of acknowledgment and thanks. "Here we go," she whispers to Milo.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 9th, 2004 4:27:20 AM
Bertram nods his head in gratitude at Ingrge the prepares for what they will face when they get to Elese's location.
Lian (Cat's Grace?, Bull's Strength and Stoneskin 110) Thursday December 9th, 2004 5:08:33 AM OOC: Ingrge (Kent), please cast something else besides Cat's Grace on Lian, he is wearing Gloves of Dex +4. He would appreciate a Bear's Endurance or Owl's Wisdom. :) Thanks!
The monk says goodbye and good luck to Merlot, his long time friend, best friend. He tells his friend to be safe and run straight home to the tower.
"Athalorn, can you speak to the all the horses and tell them to head to the tower, please." He more or less pleads to his druid friend to do this one favor for him. "I promised him he's be with me for this trip. That promise is broken. Please."
He doesn't flinch when Falin touchs him.
Kent (Consider yourself owl'swisdomed instead then.)
Poof--Gone! -- DM Donna (K'Nara, AC 25; HP101; Cat's Grace, Bull's Strength, Stoneskin Thursday December 9th, 2004 7:31:31 AM
The panther submits to Gunther's handling while the teleport spell is being cast.
The horses with reins have them knotted but the reins are not attached to anything, thus ensuring that--should the need arise--the horses are free to flee from any threat. The cart horses are simply left untethered...K'Nara is trusting that the herd instinct will have the cart horses remain with the others.
The leader of the Talons draws her sword and nods to Figment and Ingrge.
"I'm going to have Milo and Olana do a quick scout of where we appear..." the chestnut-haired fighter says, "...then we'll see how things go from there."
The party is teleported with the brief sensation of disorientation and momentary dizziness that K'Nara recalls has been told to her is the normal reaction to using such spells. The slight vertigo-like feeling is brief...and everyone can see in the early light that they have, indeed, appeared in the spot where Elese was last viewed: they all stand facing that large, spherical bush with several tall branches sticking up out of the top--each branch itself topped by a smaller sphere of leaves.
K'Nara's eyes practically pop out of her head, so bizarre is the entire scene in this area:
The landscape surrounding the party is almost unbelievable--trees unnaturally twisted and shaped. Bushes trimmed to resemble different types of animals. Green grass everywhere in between and perfectly manicured to 4 inches in height.
In fact as you look more specifically, you realize that the trees and bushes are space equidistantly (more or less) from each other and you get the feeling that if you were to look down upon this from above that the plants would form some sort of wild pattern or design. There are plants growing next to each other that aren't normally found within 100 miles of each other. But perhaps worst of all there is no sign of true wildlife. Every now and then a prettily colored bird, a rabbit or squirrel will be spotted but nothing larger can be seen in your general vicinity.
Everyone in the party must roll a Spot check versus DC17 to notice someone moving in the shadows of the large, misshapen tree to the north of the party--it's Elese, and she is lowering the lantern that she has in one hand.
"Instinct serves me well," Elese says suddenly, startling anyone who didn't notice her, "Though I underestimated your ability to catch up, Talons, I hope I haven't underestimated the abilities of my newest ally...good-bye and good riddance!" The elven female steps into the shadows and disappears--but the Talons have something else to worry about.
"How in The Wold is that tree moving when there's NO wind..?" K'Nara asks out loud as the tree starts undulating and turning transparent and finally vanishes and in its place is this...what can only be termed as a monster.
Where there once was a tree, albeit a very strangely shaped tree, there now stands a truly huge beast with a vaguely reptilian head, a lion's body and the wings of a dragon. The creature's back is set with curved black barbs and its long tail ends in a cluster of deadly spikes. At the moment its head is turned away from you, but you hear the loud intake of air associated with a sniff. As it turns several things are noticed; its blood red eyes and a red glowing serpent on its chest that seems to be fading as it comes toward you.
"It doesn't look happy..." K'Nara points out.
DM's OOC: there is a PreCombat Site Map in the email for the players.
Athalorn (Bears Endurance, Cats Grace, Owls Wisdom, Haste - AC 26, HP 95/95) Thursday December 9th, 2004 11:15:28 AM
Athalorn does indeed speak with the horses before travelling, (ooc cast Speak with Animals) but asks them to remain where they are, and at the first sign of trouble they are to flee back to the Tower. He speaks softly, apologising for not being able to stay.
He feels disorientated when they arrive, but is reassured to see that Glannath is still withthe party.
Once he looks at the surroundings, he is horrified by the twisted forest that they see before them. As he is about to go and help the trees, ignoring Elese, the creature appears and forces his attention. He taps his boots together in an instant (ooc: boots of Haste) and immediately begins chanting, his eyes close and his hand goes to the culverclove leaf in his pouch. (ooc cast lightning storm)
Gunther AC30, HP 73/73 (Barkskin, Bull's Strength, Cat's Grace) d20+1=15 Thursday December 9th, 2004 5:05:23 PM
Completely disoriented from the teleport spell, Gunther drops down to the ground in a half crouch, half stagger...releasing the kitty as he does so. Trying to get his bearings, the warrior is totally clueless to his surroundings. "Should ve scout out de are..." And then he sees it... Gunther's instincts scream at him to run hard and fast. But then he spots the kitty next to him and the others. No, if he flees they will die. Pulling his two bladed sword from his back, Gunther activates the blades and waits for a few seconds for the mages to cast any spells that they want. Not knowing what else to do, Gunther attempts to move up to the "creature's" side...hoping to provide a flanking position for one of his allies.
Ingrge Thursday December 9th, 2004 10:18:14 PM
Upon seeing Elese, Ingrge immediately cast a spell upon himself (improved invisibility) and then move 5 feet due east to near the edge of the path.
Glannath Thursday December 9th, 2004 11:11:15 PM
The big bird pushes off and takes to the skies, circling low.
Olana d20+16=19 Thursday December 9th, 2004 11:41:33 PM
(Spot DC 19)
Seeing what looks like Elese in the distance, the elf makes an uncharacteristic exclamation and dives for the nearest shrub (straight ahead?), bow and arrow at the ready. Now what was going on with that tree thing?
Lian (Owl's Wisdom, Bull's Strength and Stoneskin 110)AC 32, dodge 33 vs the beast d20+8=20 Friday December 10th, 2004 2:45:42 AM
(OOC: Thanks Kent, appreciate your help.)
The monk clinches his fists as he sees Elise. Then he sees the beast and his eyes grow large (Spot 20). "Uh oh. No scouting this time friends." He goes Fully Defensive.(standard action)
Brother Bertram Friday December 10th, 2004 3:48:28 AM
Bertram sees the hulking creature ahead of them and raises his axe, still unsure what was causing his woes, but very sure than an axe would damage such a creature.
Face to Rather Large Face -- DM Donna Friday December 10th, 2004 7:08:45 AM
The creature inhales heavily--yes, it's quite apparent that he's sniffing the air. Then, a rumbly, rather creepy voice issues forth from its tooth-laden mouth, demanding in Common:
"Where is he..? Where is...Parnoth..?"
DM OOC: those trying to see where Elese went to can no longer see her...she has disappeared from view.
Athalorn Friday December 10th, 2004 1:51:52 PM
The druid holds onto his spell, focusing on its energy, and waits for the creature to make a move. His words were unexpected, but Athalorn is concentrating too much to speak back.
Milo d20+23=36 d20+26=46 Friday December 10th, 2004 8:40:02 PM
Knowing that he needs to close the distance quickly and quietly, Milo uses the locally grown topiary as cover to maneuver around the other side of the monster. (OOC: Hide DC 36, Move Silently DC 46)
Gunther d20+3=13 Friday December 10th, 2004 11:27:55 PM
Gunther breaths a sigh of relief. Parnoth...he is after Parnoth. A small measure of the terror griping his chest fades. Gunther looks around at the others and smiles...yes, caution would be in order... The warrior likewise attempts to duck down among the shrubbery (Hide=13). He looks around to see if he can spot the panther. A small voice in his mind screams for him to give the thing what it wants...tell it where Parnoth is so that it will go away... but for know he is able to push it down.
Ingrge HP 84/84, AC 22 (fox' cunning, bull's strength, cat's grace , improved invisibility) Saturday December 11th, 2004 3:30:58 PM
Activating his boots of speed, Ingrge continues moving in the direction he started, in order to flank the beast and stay about 60 feet away from it.
Olana (Cats grace) Sunday December 12th, 2004 1:02:40 AM
Olana stays behind the front shrub, bow at the ready. A tree that talked, or maybe it wasn't a tree at all. And it wanted Parnoth? Step right up and we'll point the way, she thinks recklessly.
Falin d20+2=12 Sunday December 12th, 2004 4:55:35 PM
Falin misses the movement off in the distance that is Elese, but he does notice the rather large beast in front of him.
"What if it is a creation of the lantern? I thought it had something to do with destroying him. What if it is this?"
In case it decides to attack the group Falin knocks an arrow, aims, and stands tall. Now it is just a waiting game.
Brother Bertram Sunday December 12th, 2004 8:15:53 PM
Bertram looks at his axe uncertainly, torn between talk and actions, his worry at his clumsiness makes him choose for speech with the creature. Stepping to the right, away from the others somewhat, Bertram speaks loudly; "We also seek this Parnoth you speak of! We seek to right a horrible wrong that he has caused, Will you aid us?" Bertram looks to the others and shrugs embarrasedly and mouths the words, "Couldn't hurt?"
It's Great to Communicate -- DM Donna Monday December 13th, 2004 6:46:39 AM
Gunther's feline sidekick crouches low and hisses at the great vaguely-reptillian winged thing.
The oversized creature inhales heavily once more, then fixes an eye upon Bertram, the only one to have spoken directly to it.
"I no longer smell the great green irritant," the creature growls, its very voice making the hairs on your skin prickle with revulsion, "...and--somehow--this very place seems no longer the same..." Its red eyes narrow and it casts its gaze about.
"Parnoth is no longer here, but I can't be sure that you aren't his agents here to destroy me." The beast pauses, its spiked tail lashing in a rather lazy fashion. "I should probably just eat you all now...but that wouldn't be sporting--and you might be enemies of Parnoth, so it also wouldn't be quite so polite on my part." The creature considers for a moment and then smiles, showing a row of oversized, sharp pointy teeth.
"I know--a riddle! I'll ask you a riddle and--if you can answer it correctly--I will be satisfied that you aren't here to assassinate me, so I will not eat you. That sounds fair, don't you think...?"
K'Nara looks from the creature to her colleagues.
"We aren't here to kill you, so I guess we'll just take up your challenge, then." the leader of the Tines agrees.
"Well, then, listen carefully..." the creature says.
"He starts and ends two Common words...one painfull in love, one painfull in everyday matter. Do you know what two words I must be..?"
K'Nara scowls in concentration, but she can't think of a thing to say except mumbling something about hating riddles.
The large, dangerous-looking beast looks over the rest of the party.
"Each of you may guess the answer--once each." it says smugly. "If any of you are correct, I will hold up my end of our bargain."
Figment Monday December 13th, 2004 7:58:24 AM
The mage decides to hold casting. "If we attack each other we attack our own allies. Parnoth is also our enemy. Tell me, would his minions or agents say such a thing knowing he watches? We would be killed by him. If we are to be tested, fine. But should we at least first know who we are tested by? At least we should be civil.". The mage begins thinking about what the answer might be.
Ingrge Monday December 13th, 2004 5:10:44 PM
Pondering from his invisible position staff in hand, he thinks to himself. I hate riddles ... wait, a minute. HE starts and ends both words... Painful... Love.... everyday... so He--------he and He-------he. Hmmm, Ahhhh.
Without thinking and actually forgetting he was invisible, he starts speaking. Well, for a moment there I was actually worried, but then I remembered that I have forgotten more riddles that you have probably ever known, so I would have to say that the two words are Heartache and Headache
Lian Monday December 13th, 2004 10:31:52 PM
Clueless, the monk just scratches his head. Then Ingrge answers the riddle. "Clever. I would have never figured that." The elf smiles.
Milo Monday December 13th, 2004 10:34:26 PM
Milo snorts from where he is hidden in the brush, and then steps forward, "You have got to be kidding me. That is child's play. The two words are heartache and headache." The halfling sheaths his short sword and strides forward, a smile on his face. "The story of my life!" The halfling chuckles at his own private joke. OOC: whoops... that is what I get to jumping in with the answer before reading everyone else's posts.
Olana Monday December 13th, 2004 11:23:34 PM
Olana steps from behind the bush, trying to keep a straight face. She's having a hard time, as her face keeps wanting to wrinkle up in an 'Ewwwww' gesture - as in Eeeeeeew what a horrible creature, and Eeeeewww a riddle.
Thank all the trees in Culverwood for Ingrge and Milo. "Yes," she says, completely ripping off the answers those two suggested. "Heartache and headache."
Gunther AC30, HP 73/73 (Barkskin, Bull's Strength, Cat's Grace) d20+1=11 Tuesday December 14th, 2004 12:07:00 AM
The large warrior breathes a huge sigh of relief as Ingrge and Milo answer the riddle. Analytical reasoning wasn't exactly his thing... He stares up at the gigantic creature, hoping for all his worth that the thing is honorable, but with their recent luck doubting it will be. And where was that Elise person??? (Spot=11) This was all so complex and confusing.
The Final Answer -- DM Donna Tuesday December 14th, 2004 7:50:56 AM
The creature eyes Figment with a bemused stare.
"I am not in the habit of speaking with my food before I eat..." it says in the tone of one with a LOT of confidence that dinner will soon be served.
However, both Ingrge and Milo pipe up, and the rather smug look on its vaguely reptillian face fades into astonishment.
"Well, well..." it replies, nodding an acknowledgement to the pair, "...I've been using THAT one for a couple hundred years--I suppose that it's about time that I switched up riddles. Yes, the two words are heartache and headache, as they both start AND end with the "H" "E" of the first line in the riddle...the heart will ache in matters of love, and quite often the head aches in everyday matters." The creature stetches itself, emphasizing its size and power with the movement, then shakes itself before flopping down in a relaxed crouch.
"You answered the challenge fairly, o ye of the Noble Races," it says equably, "And so I won't eat you. As I consider you my intellectual equals, I can properly introduce myself: I am Aveler Hookback. My kind have been dubbed 'manticores' by your types, though I, myself, am no ordinary member of the race."
"I am K'Nara Illutu," the female fighter introduces herself, still not sheathing her sword, "These are my friends..." She introduces each of the Talons in turn, even nodding to the panther that is crouched by Gunther. "We're called the Emerald Talons, and we're trying to retrieve an artifact that used to belong to Parnoth." Aveler looks around with a scowl.
"Parnoth isn't here." K'Nara says immediately, eliciting a snort from the manticore.
"Aye, my nose told me as much," the beast said airily, "Though my last memory of this place included the green galoot being here for our Duel of Honor."
"Parnoth and Honor--in the same sentence..???" the leader of the Talons asks sarcastically. Aveler chuckles.
"My initial reaction exactly." he says. "But I had issued the challenge and Parnoth seemed to have accepted it--it was to be a Duel of Honor, which meant we were to use only our natural abilities. I was locked in combat with him and lining him up for a lovely volley of spikes--" The manticore lashes his tail as an example of the maneuver and a half-dozen or so giant spikes fly past one side of the Talons and embed themselves in the ground, in one of the trees and even in a rock.
"--when that cheater produces a lantern out of nowhere and shines it at me..." Aveler growls in remembrance, "...laughing about how it was his natural ability to use magic to summon forth anything he wanted. I was rooted to the ground--and I remember nothing after that until you lot appeared." K'Nara exchanges glances with Figment, Ingrge and Milo.
"Sounds like he used that Serpent Star on you." K'Nara says. "How long ago was this Duel?"
"It was springtime..." Aveler responds, adding a date that occurred a good three-hundred-fifty or so years ago.
"He enchanted you for over 350 years, then." K'Nara informs the manticore. "We're trying to catch up to the thieves that stole the Serpent Star and get it back before Parnoth and his crew can. We believe that they're heading for a place called Blackshadow Hall."
"You plan to give it back to the dishonorable green git?" Aveler asks, a dark expression on his face.
"No--we can't let it fall back into his hands again...nor stay in anyone else's." K'Nara says automatically. The manticore looks thoughtful for a moment...then he stands on his four feet so suddenly that the panther bolts into the spherical bush for cover.
"I'll be right back." Aveler says, springing into the air and flying up high into the sky, circling widely for a moment or two before landing nearby again.
"Blackshadow Hall is an outpost carved into the side of a hill that lies about another three days' march from here--IF you follow the trail as this other group is doing." the manticore says slyly. "However, there is another trail that parallels their course a bit...but it will have you get to the stronghold half a day or so before this other group will. Promise me that you will not let Parnoth have this lantern back should you win it from your thieves and I will give you the directions on how to locate the shorter trail."
"By my honor!" K'Nara says immediately in Elven--and Aveler looks at her in surprise.
"Elven honor..? From a human..?" he says. "What IS The Wold coming to?" Aveler snorts and then nods.
"Very well, then--I agree as well." He proceeds to describe the terrain that leads to the parallel trail...Olana and Athalorn (as well as anyone else with a smattering of Survival or Nature Knowledge) can easily locate this trail from Aveler's description.
"As long as Parnoth loses," the manticore says acerbically, "I don't really care who wins."
With this, the huge winged beast leaps into the air once more and flies off, leaving the Talons to plan their next move.
Figment Tuesday December 14th, 2004 8:27:19 AM
The mage hopes that Elise doesn't see the huge beast leave. "I'd say we hoof it. Perhaps we can force our march and get there even sooner? Two and 1/2 days of hiking is tough but we can do it on little sleep - maybe 2 hours each night. We can sleep and prepare when we get there. It would be very nice for us to be her welcoming committee...".
Falin Tuesday December 14th, 2004 11:05:37 AM
"I agree with figment. I would like nothing better than to get there well before the rest of them in order to set up a nice welcome. I have been waiting a long time to get a shot at Parnoth and this is just a quick stop on the way. I would gladly sacrifice sleep for that."
Athalorn Tuesday December 14th, 2004 11:08:52 AM
The druid relaxes, the magic of his spell dissipating from him. He nods at Figments words. "Let us be gone at once, Talons. The sooner we reach this Blackshadow Hall the more time we have to prepare ourselves. I will scout ahead with Glannath." with that, he jumps into the air, once again to become his eagle form, and he immediately takes to the skies.
Glannath Tuesday December 14th, 2004 12:29:41 PM
Woah! Glannath dives low to get out of the way of some great 'thing' that takes to the skies all of a sudden. Finding a thermal he climbs higher, a little ways away, watching as the great beast returns, then flies off once more.
He looks a bit spooked as Athalorn takes flight and joins him, still puzzling over the mystery animal. Couldn't eat it, that was for sure.
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 14th, 2004 12:32:44 PM
Bertram grins, his uncertainties forgotten for a moment as things seemed to go right for the nonce. He says a prayer of thanks to his gods then keeps an eye out for any other surprises to appear from the Culverwood.
Lian (Owl's Wisdom, Bull's Strength and Stoneskin 110) Tuesday December 14th, 2004 7:27:37 PM
(How long do Ingrge's spells last?)
Lian just watches and lets the others talk. The last time he personally dealt with something THAT large, he was almost eaten.
"Goodbye great one." He says as it leaves.
"I suggest, if possible, that we make haste to this path it spoke of. Truth be told, the sooner we're done the better I'll feel."
Gunther Tuesday December 14th, 2004 10:32:49 PM
Breathing a huge sigh of relief, Gunther looks over at his kitty with a "that was a close one" kind of looks.
Gunther nods at the others. "Yes, let us make haste. Dough it vould be good for de spellcasters to rest before ve met up vith dis Elise again, I tink. Can ve do dat?" As Gunther awaits the response, he rechecks his equipment and prepares to set out.
Milo Tuesday December 14th, 2004 10:42:17 PM
Smiling, Milo perks up, "Oooh, I like him. Yes, yes, lets get a move on. Who needs sleep when there is an evil plan to foil." The halfling looks most eager to be on the path.
Ingrge Tuesday December 14th, 2004 11:48:35 PM
From out of nowhere Ingrge's voice again pops out. "Well that was a great waste of spells." Hmmph, maybe next time I shouldn't answer the Darn riddle."
(ooc: the spells from ingrge will last 8 hours)
Olana Wednesday December 15th, 2004 1:44:34 AM
Olana is thinking that the whole situation is rather odd. How did Elese fit into all this? She watches the huge magical beast disappear and prepares to set off with the others.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 15th, 2004 4:19:26 AM
Bertram makes ready to leave, preparing for a long, forced march.
Lian Wednesday December 15th, 2004 7:52:10 PM
(Owl's Wisdom, Bull's Strength and Stoneskin 110... 8 hours)
The elf just meditates prior to heading off. He will, however, bring up the fact that time is passing quickly.
Falin Wednesday December 15th, 2004 10:05:14 PM
On the way Falin starts some small talk. "You know for how much I would like to filet Elese and then feel her to some evil creatures I can't help but wonder if she in some way wants Parnoth out of the way. She was the one that used the lantern to awaken the beast from its imprisonment. I wonder if she is out to grasp some prize that parnoth keeps and she needs the lantern to do it."
Hitting the Trail -- DM Donna Thursday December 16th, 2004 7:06:54 AM
"Well...the horses have been told to go home if we don't come back, so we don't have to worry too much about them." K'Nara says. "We'll follow the trail--but I don't like the idea of a forced march...too many other things in this area can try to get the drop on us if we're unprepared. We will go as fast as we can, but we'll still have rest stops for the spellcasters to replenish their magic."
The Talons find and follow the path Aveler told them about--it continues southeasterly, away from the river. After hours of travel, they are able to stop to have the spellcasters rest and rememorize their spells. (OOC: yup, you guys are now "recharged.")
As soon as they are able, the Talons move on, following the trail through the eerie, unnatural growth for almost another day when the terrain around them suddenly changes. It looks as if someone sucked all the moisture out of the earth, turned everything grey and brown and stuck gigantic slabs of stone forcefully into the earth. It is here that the path turns southward and the path you are following heads into the desolate mountains.
"It's official..." K'Nara announces sarcastically, "...welcome to Izen..!"
As the party starts heading inward and upward, things start to heat up literally. Several times the talons come across sulfuric hot springs and even cracks in the earth that have steam whispering out.
Athalorn and Glannath are in the sky, doing their usual aerial recon work, when suddenly a pair of boulders sail up into the sky right by them. The missiles miss by a comfy margin--but Athalorn just knows that the huge rocks didn't get launched at the eagles by accident!
A mile or so down the trail behind the birds, the rest of the Talons hear the dull double-thud of...
"Thunder..?" K'Nara asks, squinting skyward, "...that's odd--no clouds in the sky..."
Anyone with Survival or Nature Knowledge and can make a check versus DC20 realizes that the sound really can't be thunder--it had to have been something else like an explosion or something.
Athalorn d20+19=39 Thursday December 16th, 2004 1:18:45 PM
Athalorn is horrified by the lands around them as they travel - so unnatural, so devoid of life. When the boulders pass them by, the druid is confused, but knows this is no natural phenomonen. Shortly thereafter, he wheels around, and heads back to the party, fearing they ought to stick together at the moment...
Lian Thursday December 16th, 2004 3:46:20 PM
After hearing the thunder, that reminds him of the two dragons who fought Parnoth some weeks back... lightning, thunder... seem to go hand in hand. In fact, one of those young dragons did end up fleeing, its alive somewhere.
The next day when the path is rained on by boulders, the monk speaks. "Well, it is quite clear that Izen has officially welcomed the Talons... right?" He looks at K'Nara, knowing the joke wasn't all the great.
Figment d20+23=37 d20+23=31 Thursday December 16th, 2004 10:09:18 PM
Noting the thuds from the first day and then the second, the mage suggests "Why don't you ask Antalorn and his bird to not travel by air. It seems they are attracting attention - and may in fact be a signa to Elise that we are still well...". The mage keeps his feelers out for anyone attempting to scry (Spellcraft 37, Arcana 31).
Milo Thursday December 16th, 2004 11:52:41 PM
"I'd like a closer look at what did that." Milo begins to move ahead, but pauses for direction, should some be forthcoming.
Gunther d20+1=14 Friday December 17th, 2004 12:13:09 AM
Startled by the sudden appearance of the boulders in front of them, Gunther instinctively drops to a crouch. "Vell, dat's not very nice. Somevon doesn't have very goot manners." Drawing his sword, Gunther checks around to see if he can find the stone throwers (Spot=14).
Olana d20+14=33 Friday December 17th, 2004 1:16:30 AM
((Survival Check DC 33))
Scouting a little ways ahead, Olana trys to keep everyone from stepping in any hot stuff. As for the thunder - 'It isn't natural, more like a distant magical explosion,' she offers by way of explanation.
She looks ahead ruefully. What a joy this land was going to be. The boulders come as no surprise.
Brother Bertram Friday December 17th, 2004 4:30:04 AM
Bertram pulls up quickly as the rocks fell from the sky. He looked around trying to place the location they fell from.
Falin Friday December 17th, 2004 5:22:27 AM
"I wonder if they are caused by some seismic anomoly. Or maybe some volcanic activity. Or someone just does not like us."
Whassup, Whassup? -- DM Donna Friday December 17th, 2004 7:10:42 AM DM OOC: I have edited my previous entry, but I have to apologize to Gunther's player--the party on the ground does NOT see any boulders landing--actually the double-boom was the sound everyone could hear in the distance. Only Athalorn and Glannath know that the sound was caused by the boulders launched at them. I accidently left a sentence at the end of the entry that I should not have.
We will just consider that Gunther and Milo--along with the rest of the party--are now alert and rather suspicious. There is nothing nearby to investigate just yet.
K'Nara frowns contemplatively.
"No clouds...nope, I don't think it was thunder after all..." she agrees with those announcing their opinions of the unnatural double-boom. Then she notices that Athalorn and Glannath are winging their way back to the group.
"What is it?" K'Nara asks the druid, definitely convinced that something was up. "Is something amiss..?"
Athalorn Friday December 17th, 2004 10:35:35 AM
The druid lands within the party, after screeching at Glannath the command to keep hidden. He changes rapidly back into human form. "I am not sure what to report, for I know not the cause. But the noise you most probably heard was boulders being launched at Glannath and me. Let us take care now, we have unknown assailants ahead of us..."
Ingrge Friday December 17th, 2004 5:38:30 PM
Listening to Athalorn for a moment, Ingrge smiles. Actually I expect thatthe thumps we heard were the boulders, that were aimed at you, hitting the ground. I would be very worried indeed if they were making that noise just by pssing through the air.
Milo Friday December 17th, 2004 7:43:49 PM
Milo remains alert, "I'm prepared to investigate further if you'd like." The halfling keeps moving, urging others to do the same.
Lian Friday December 17th, 2004 9:17:07 PM
"I'll go with you Milo, if you wish?" Suggest the monk.
Gunther Friday December 17th, 2004 11:59:00 PM
The warrior listens to Athalorn's report with rapt attention. "Boulders, huh? Vell lets just hope dat whoever threw dem hasn't found de rest of us yet. Dat could get interesting." Gunther is very wary to say the least.
Figment Saturday December 18th, 2004 9:53:03 AM
"Staying together and as hidden as possible is probably the best course. Since you were in eagle form the assailant probably thought you were lunch and nothing more. If we continue our forced march we can get out of the area before we are discovered. It would also prevent Elise from possibly seeing us from her trail - which if only a 1/2 days difference in length will not be too far away.".
Falin Saturday December 18th, 2004 4:56:01 PM
"But, if they were aiming at you then they have outstanding eyesight." Falin says while looking up, his hand blocking the sun. "We should not hide too close together either. One boulder would end the group."
Pressing On -- DM Donna Saturday December 18th, 2004 7:10:53 PM
"It's not a good sign to have boulders launched at you when you're a high-flying eagle in the air..." K'Nara opines out loud. "...We all may as well go with Milo and see what's up the trail--if we're lucky, we might be able to do as Figment says and pass whomever--or whatever--it is before we're discovered." She sounds rather doubtful of this, though. There is little cover for all that the terrain is covered with rocks and sulfuric springs.
Moving quickly along the trail, the Talons begin to scale the first of several peaks that lay between them and the end of the passage...when another boulder lofts through the air and crashes to a landing in the middle of the path in front of them.
"Somehow, I don't think that Figment's idea is going to work..." K'Nara points out the obvious...as well as nodding at the pair of tall figures that loom at the top of the path:
Two obviously male humanoids with ruddy complexions...one has deep red hair on his head and face, giving him a shaggy appearance; the other has only a moustache and his hair is more orange in appearance. Both have blackened half-plate on over clothing that is red and orange and shades of brown...but, more importantly, both of them are about ten to twelve feet tall.
"Oh, great..." K'Nara mutters, eyeing the pair (who are smirking at the party), "...giants." She sighs.
"They COULD have hit us with the boulder, but they didn't..." she points out. "...any suggestions as to what to do next..?"
Figment Saturday December 18th, 2004 10:27:25 PM
The mage sighs at their rotten luck. "Since if they wanted to hit us they could it seems to me they are not interested in killing us. Also, we cannot outrun them so somehow I think speaking to them would be the best approach - and hopefully they are in a good mood...".
Athalorn Sunday December 19th, 2004 4:08:45 AM
The druid ignores Ingrge's remark, as the rest of the party seem to do. Upon seeing the giants, he agrees with Falin and Figment both. "Let us spread out as Falin suggests, then approach these giants."
Falin Monday December 20th, 2004 6:25:44 AM
"Perhaps we can confuse them with a riddle." Falin says with a smile. He knocks an arrow and gets ready, just in case.
DEH Monday December 20th, 2004 8:07:26 AM
OOC: My last post for the year will be Thursday morning. I'll be back in the saddle on Monday the 3rd. FYI...
I hope everyone has a safe and happy holiday season.
DM OOC: Ooops! The email I sent to the group acknowledges you gone until Monday after Xmas, but I meant to say Monday, January 3rd.
No worries, David--you'll be considered duly covered and I'll see about getting someone to post for Figment for you during the holiday.
DM Donna 8)
Parley-Voo..? -- DM Donna Monday December 20th, 2004 9:32:10 AM
"Makwah gun-detta pollyock dooma yuck???" one of the giants bellows in a very threatening tone.
Who amongst the Talons speaks Giant..?
Olana d20+16=18 Monday December 20th, 2004 6:11:56 PM
'Polly yock doome yuck?' Olana whispers to Milo. 'What does that mean?'
She has an arrow nocked and is fully prepared to leap out of the way of the mighty stone-throwing humanoids. Her eyes search for a weak spot, but she has to admit, they do look rather sturdy fellows.
((Spot DC 18))
Lian Monday December 20th, 2004 6:56:20 PM
The monk trying draconic then sylvan. "Would you please repeat that?" He asks in both languages.
Then he thinks back to a few things he and Bertram talked about. "Brother, don't you speak giant??"
Lian retrieves a potion, just in case.
Brother Bertram Monday December 20th, 2004 7:39:06 PM
OOC-Donna: Bertram does speak Giant!
Figment (He speaks giant) Monday December 20th, 2004 9:49:23 PM
Looking to the others he sees who wants to answer. "I can speak to them unless somebody does...".
Gunther Monday December 20th, 2004 10:30:22 PM
The warrior sighs. Giants...of course it had to be giants. Leaning over to K'nara, he whispers. "Couldn't ve just become invisible and sneak past dem? It might be easier dan trying to talk to dem." Gunther waits to see what happens, not wanting to draw his weapon and appear threatening.
Falin Tuesday December 21st, 2004 6:14:20 AM
"Does it look like we can go around them?"
Repeating Oneself -- DM Donna Tuesday December 21st, 2004 6:34:42 AM
From the wondrously dangerous terrain that surrounds the party at present, you all can tell that you won't be able to easily or quickly skirt around the two giants--besides not knowing what lays immediately beyond them. They COULD be the only giants here...or there could be any number of giants just beyond the peak they are guarding.
It's anyone's guess at this moment.
"They know we're here already, Gunther," K'Nara points out in a low voice, "Besides--I doubt we have enough Invisible spells...or even enought time to cast them...before they could realize what we're up to and do something nasty in retaliation."
However...both Bertram and Figment know that this pair of giants have just told the party:
"You (DM OOC: actually a rather rude word for)trespassers--what do you think you're doing here?"
Judging by their tone, you can all tell that it is NOT a friendly question.
"Unless they're immediately threatening us with a fight of some kind," K'Nara tells the cleric and the wizard who can understand the giants' gutteral speech, "We don't want to have to battle these guys as well--we're trying to get to Blackshadow Hall. Try to...sweet-talk them if you can." The chestnut-maned woman's expression, however, conveys her lack of conviction that one can sweet-talk a giant.
DM OOC: I'll be taking the conversation to email once Bertram and Figment post their responses to the giants' initial question to the party.
Figment Tuesday December 21st, 2004 7:38:08 AM
He says to the K'Nara, "They are asking what we are doing trespassing here.". He turns to the giant and begins to speak with him quite eloquently - and kindly - in their gutteral tongue. (Suppose I'll wait for email).
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 21st, 2004 3:48:27 PM
Turning to K'nara, Bertram raises a brow at the phrase, 'sweet talk'. Nodding he turns back to answer the Giants. With an grin on his face, Bertram answers back in the language of the creatures. "Kiena djea sioe eisl dew duros Parnoth, fina diu cundi dew e` Domi e' Gargul, ipik grandor er finis!" Bertram glances at Figment for a moment then back at K'nara. "I hope this sweet talk works, they appear quite angry."
Olana d20+17=25 Tuesday December 21st, 2004 7:27:30 PM
What a strange language, thinks the elf as Figment and Bertram talk to the giants.
Of course she gets to wondering how Figment and Bertram know how to talk to giants in the first place. No doubt there were stories to be told about that!
While keeping her eye on things, she tries to look as tall as possible. No mean feat for a five footer.
Spot check DC 25 for any possible approaching danger.
Milo Tuesday December 21st, 2004 10:02:23 PM
Stunned at the size of the giants, Milo shrugs his shoulders and whispers back to Olana, "Perhaps it means, greetings fellow travelers, welcome to our soup pot." The halfling stifles a giggle.
Lian (AC 31) Tuesday December 21st, 2004 10:41:38 PM
Lian smirks at Milo's comment.
He has a feeling that the Talons will likely pass the giants with no major confrontations. However, to be on the safe side, he stands, ready for an attack from a stone thrower. (Full Defensive)
Gunther d20=11 Tuesday December 21st, 2004 11:36:17 PM
The man shrugs at K'nara's comments. He wasn't talking about going invisible right now...maybe sneak off a bit. Sighing, he listens carefully to the mage and the cleric as they try to talk to the giants. They would see how the small talk worked out, then they'd find another way if they needed too. Gunther looks around nervously at the two giants, trying to see whether the "sweet talking" is working out alright (Sense Motive=11).
Athalorn Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 3:25:24 AM
Athalorn just listens to the strange language, smirking at Milo's comment, and keeps an eye on Glannath.
No Speakee Common..? -- DM Donna Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 6:37:45 AM
Olana remains alert, but no other giants (or anything else) is in the area...thank goodness.
Figment's intention to try to negotiate with the large humanoids is cut off by Bertram's counter-challenge to the giants. The pair of males stand, blinking for a moment.
"What did you SAY???" K'Nara asks, her instincts telling her that Bertram's words didn't carry too much sweetness.
The younger-looking of the two giants scowls and reaches for a nearby boulder...but his older compatriot simply begins to laugh, speaking to Bertram directly. His sustained guffaws and pokes at the other giant eventually make the younger one relent his reach for the boulder and even chuckle (albeit reluctantly) at the joke the older giant finds in Bertram's dialogue.
After a moment or two of laughing, the older giant speaks again, his mirth subsiding quite a bit, the only thing he says that everyone in the party can retain is the last word of his speech: "...Gratbelch."
Both of the giants look at the party with a dark, penetrating stare.
"Whatever either of you might say..." K'Nara advises in a low hiss, "...try not to make it as close a call as Bertram's last comments...!"
Figment d20+23=32 Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 7:31:21 AM
Tensing a moment as Bertram's comment has a mixed reception, the mage chuckles with the older one. He then responds to the older one's statement in what sounds to be a more diplomatic way, knowing he could never have said what Bertram said and pulled it off. "We are going right by their lands. We need permission from their king - Gratbelch - to gain safe passage. I have asked for an audience. Stealth is not much of an option any more.".
The mage searches his mind for any reference to this clan of giants or a king Gratbelch (Knowledge Royalty/Nobility DC 32).
Ingrge Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 10:23:24 AM
Gratbelch? (ooc. was that a short a or a long a)
Watching the giants carefully Ingrge ponders soething that is bothering him. "Since when do giants live in these parts? The nearest giants are supposedly to be found in the eastern Scab, not in the borderlands of Izen and Emerald."
When Figment translates what is going on Ingrge shakes his head.
"Are we sure this is wise? Whe should be able to take these two, but who knows how many more will be around with their leader."
Falin Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 5:16:11 PM
"Is there any chance that they are not REALLY aware of our numbers? Could most of us travel with thm and one or two of us slip off to prepare our destination for guests? I am just afraid if we take the time for an audience we are going to loose and advantage we might have had with this short cut." Falin ponders for a moment. "Unless one or two of them might be enticed to accompany us and help..."
Lian Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 5:30:12 PM
"Their laughing, that has to be good, right?" He asks hopefully, knowing full well that it could be much worse.
Milo Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 7:41:27 PM
Milo's mirth dies down, and the halfling begins to grow impatient quickly, muttering to himself, "Any day now folks... while my clothes are still in fashion." Looking up at the two giants he comments, "Anybody here sprekenzie halfling? Take us to your leader... we're on a mission!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 8:00:28 PM
Bertram never takes his eyes from the giants before him. "I stated that we were on a quest to help save the kingdom and that it would be in thier best interest to help us rather than hinder us, more or less".
Olana Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 11:41:46 PM
Willing to take this latest turn of events in her stride, Olana is okay about meeting this 'Gratbelch' fellow. It was one thing being in a hurry, it was quite another to be squashed flat beneath one of those boulders.
She's just glad someone can talk to these creatures.
Gunther Wednesday December 22nd, 2004 11:48:20 PM
The warrior looks rather impatient. "Vell dis is just fine and dandy. Not a problem...we'll just have a little tea vith dem...maybe dinner. And den de kitty can put on a show for dem after ve're done." Taking a deep breath, Gunther relaxes a little. "Dere goes our lead."
Figment Thursday December 23rd, 2004 8:42:39 AM
Noting the concern of the others he mentions "I'm sure there will be more of them down this road. I would say staying together is the best approach. There seems to be a lot of them - according to them. We could probably turn back but then Elise would beat us there. They do not appear evil - just protective or their border."
What to Do..? -- DM Donna Thursday December 23rd, 2004 4:13:19 PM
The two giants mutter between them--even Bertram and Figment can't say exactly what they speak of, because they are keeping their voices low.
Figment vaguely recalls some rumors of a clan called Fireheight that fell out of favor with their fellow giants in the Scab some years ago (surely not more than two decades..?)--the reason seemed to have something to do with a dispute over the disparity of tribute exchanged between the clans or something like that.
Finally the giants turn their attention back to Bertram and Figment.
"The Fireheight Clan is first in all things," the oldest says in his native tongue, "We care nothing for the petty concerns of the countries of small people...however, Gratbelch may wish to speak to you himself, as he holds both Domi and Gargul in great esteem. Weldon will fetch forth our leader whilst I keep an eye on you." The shaggy giant nods to the younger one, who departs. He unsheathes a greatsword and holds it at the ready as he stares at the Talons with a set expression.
"All right...NOW what?" K'Nara asks, as she still doesn't know exactly how the dialogue has gone.
Milo Thursday December 23rd, 2004 7:34:14 PM
Seeing the size of the sword, Milo swallows... hard... and then reaffirms his position, standing with arms crossed, and a stern expression on his face.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 23rd, 2004 8:01:44 PM
Bertram answers K'nara while they waited; "The one has went to fetch thier leader. He will probably wish to speak to us as this one claims he holds Domi and Gargul in great esteem. Either that or they are going to skewer us if they get the chance. I am betting on the latter." Bertram grins and runs his thumb along the edge of his axe, testing its sharpness. He murmurs a prayer to both of his gods as he waits for the giant leader to receive word of thier visit.
Olana Friday December 24th, 2004 12:09:06 AM
"Do you think he'll be long?" asks the elf, wondering what to do while they wait for the giant leader. "Knowing our luck he'll be in the middle of his afternoon nap."
She gives the remaining giant one of her sweetest smiles.
Lian Friday December 24th, 2004 1:54:43 AM
The monk waits for the negotiations to conclude.
Falin Saturday December 25th, 2004 2:00:07 AM
While he waits he will go through his stuff and check all of is gear for wear or damage.
Ingrge Sunday December 26th, 2004 5:01:18 PM
Hmmmph, why are we waiting? Right now there are only two of them when the one leaves there will only be one. If we can't take out one giant we need to retire.
Lian Monday December 27th, 2004 7:45:19 AM
Lian nods in agreement at Ingrge's statement.
"I agree, but do we really want to risk a clan of giants hunting us while we are on our mission? It seems their willing to talk."
Gunther Monday December 27th, 2004 4:33:44 PM
The warrior just sits down on a boulder, impatiently waiting for something to happen.
Why Wait? -- DM Donna Monday December 27th, 2004 5:33:00 PM
K'Nara glances Ingrge's way, then smiles.
It is NOT a nice smile.
"You know, you DO have a very good point there, Ingrge..." K'Nara says, rummaging through her backpack and bringing out the scimitar that was within it. Then she advances on the lone giant, holding the blade out in both hands as though to offer him the weapon.
"Wait until he's distracted...then dogpile on the giant." she orders the Talons, then speaks to the taller male:
"This is the best of blades--the finest you can expect to ever see..." the chestnut-maned leader of the party says.
Shaggy eyes the approaching female, but his gaze drops to the well-made weapon in her hands. His sword dips as he instantly evaluates the workmanship and the quality of the metalwork...
...how do the Talons react?
Lucia Monday December 27th, 2004 6:21:25 PM * It is about time you notice my superior workmanship, perfectly balanced weight, and sticking beauty. I was wondering how long it would take for you to ditch that blade for the far superior one. *
Falin Monday December 27th, 2004 6:23:08 PM
Fallin begins to go up the left side of the path to the right side of the lone giant. Awaiting the sign to strike.
Lian Monday December 27th, 2004 8:46:19 PM
Lian is not at all happy that the Talons have taken to dishonorable tactics, but he will backup his friends when needed.
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 28th, 2004 6:26:24 AM
Bertram looks at Ingrge and K'nara with dismay plainly upon his face. Making a decision he steps in front of the lone giant, standing in the way of his friends. "Friends, We are not like this scum, surely we will act honorably in this?" Bertram keeps his axe lowered but his intention is plain.
Gunther Tuesday December 28th, 2004 9:02:31 AM
The warrior grins at K'nara's order. Finally! Some action!! But then Bertram speaks up. Morals...why did everything have to be black and white...gray was really a whole lot easier. Gunther sighs. He takes up a position to the right of the giant but looks over at Bertram as he protects the giant. "Desperate times call for desperate measures. Ve don't vant to kill him, but ve need to get around him and qvickly. Come, Broder, surely you can see dat. Elise is slipping through our fingers. Ve need to move quickly, not stop for tea and a nice little chat."
Olana d20+14=19 d20+16=33 Tuesday December 28th, 2004 7:02:53 PM
Olana stops absently chewing the end of her braid and responds to Ingrge. 'Yes but doesn't it depend on how long - ' She stops, seeing K'Nara pull her sword.
Immediately her eyes move to middle distance, and the quickest, safest way through.
((Survival DC 19, Spot DC 33))
Lian Tuesday December 28th, 2004 7:25:57 PM
"Yes, I agree with Brother Bertram."
Milo Wednesday December 29th, 2004 1:01:15 AM
Milo sheaths his weapons and stands resolute, "We had an agreement with the giant. It isn't a matter of whether or not we can 'take him.' This is a matter of principle that says we are to be heroes. A hero keeps his word, regardless of who he gives it to. Do not devalue your word." Milo moves to stand next to Bertram.
Test Passed...Mostly -- DM Donna Wednesday December 29th, 2004 6:23:21 AM
K'Nara smiles at Lucia's words.
*I'm glad to see that you're in agreement with me...and I'm glad to see that most of the Talons obviously have misgivings about jumping the giant--not because of his size, but because of our mutual agreement that we Talons keep our word...even if it's implied.*
"Well, he's taken with the scimitar..." K'Nara points out to the others, "...maybe the weapon will be enough to get us by without having to fight anyone, eh..?"
After initially peering at the proffered weapon, Shaggy the Giant grunts something that Figment and Bertram roughly translate into "Not bad for a short sword..."
Shaggy returns to his alert status, glancing around at the various members of the party and gripping his sword in both hands. He doesn't attack anyone, though he has a frown on his face.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 29th, 2004 6:28:53 AM
Bertram sees the return and and frown and quickly questions the giant in his language. "What is the problem? Is your king coming or not? If he isnt we have to be moving on and quickly. Speak up you big lout!"
Lian Wednesday December 29th, 2004 5:39:03 PM
The monk waits to see what happens.
Milo Wednesday December 29th, 2004 8:10:24 PM
Satisfied that nothing bad is going to happen, Milo shrugs his shoulders, smiles, and moves quickly to Olana's side where he remains silent.
Gunther Thursday December 30th, 2004 12:08:37 AM
The warrior sighs and reluctantly moves back away from the giant. Things were so much simpler when he was with the orcs... if it was weaker or smaller than you, you killed it. If not, you ran away. Still, there was that whole evil thing. Gunther finds a boulder to sit down on and starts cleaning his weapon.
Return of the King -- DM Donna Thursday December 30th, 2004 6:41:57 AM "Gratbelch comes at his own speed, dwarf," Shaggy says rudely, though his expression does show a bit of concern that his fellow giant hasn't returned yet, "The king of the Fireheight clan doesn't appease the smaller races...they appease him!"
"Watch it, dear Brother..." warns K'Nara, seeing and hearing the displeasure in the giant's voice, "...the last thing we need at this moment is to tick off a clan of giants..."
Thud...thud...thud...heavy footsteps approach before the cleric can translate out loud what Shaggy just growled to him.
The younger giant returns with an older giant in tow. This third giant is easily fifteen feet tall, with dark red hair and beard that is braided in a rather untidy manner.
"Who is it that disturbs King Gratbelch..?" demands the newcomer in Common. "And why should we bother to let ye pass through Fireheight territory?"
Falin Thursday December 30th, 2004 10:22:50 AM
"Wow, that's not something you see everyday." Mutters Falin under his breath.
Lian Thursday December 30th, 2004 8:27:47 PM
Lian looks at the red-headed leader. "Hey, didn't I just say that?!"
The elf looks at the giants, and for some reason, the thought enters his mind, 'They don't look so tough, we can take 'em.' He shakes the thought from his head.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 30th, 2004 8:57:57 PM
Bertram grins insolently at the towering creature, "Well for one reason I am unsure you can stop us King of the Giants. We travel on a quest with the approval of Domi and Gargul. I would not want to offend powers such as these. What say you great King? Will you aid the powers of the World or merely be a note in history that tried to prevent the will of the Gods? Imagine if you were an aid to this great victory! I await your word Large One" Bertram holds out his holy symbol of Domi from his chest and opens his hand revealing the mark of Gargul to the giant's eyes.
Milo Thursday December 30th, 2004 9:28:01 PM
Milo smirks thinking how easy it would be for him to pass through these lands completely undetected. However, the thought occurs to him that he really couldn't accomplish the goal at the end of the road by himself, and so he smothers the idea, and steals himself, waiting to hear the reply of the mighty giant king.
Olana Thursday December 30th, 2004 11:34:16 PM
Olana stands watching, next to Milo (sensing within him a wild bundle of barely tamed energy), doing her best to appear pleasant and unthreatening. She hopes Bertram has the right ideas of diplomacy with these large fellows, otherwise things were going to get a bit exciting, and not in a nice way.
The Price of Passing Through -- DM Donna Friday December 31st, 2004 7:18:35 AM
Gratbelch's small and beady eyes (...well, small and beady for a giant...) fix upon the dwarf.
"Whatever your mission is, dwarf," the King says loftily, "I wager 'tis doomed to fail with a stunted one as the leader for his higher-ups." However, it's clear that the sign of Gargul makes the giant bite off any other additional "humorous" comments. Gratbelch's gaze goes from the shorter dwarf to the taller human woman holding out the scimitar in offering.
"Tribute is all to my kind, as ye well know," Gratbelch says (and, indeed, Bertram and Figment are well aware that the ego and prestige of most giants is directly tied to the loot they extort from the smaller races that they bully, as well as the value of the tributes exchanged between clans), "I would have a wagonload of gold and a wagonload of iron for allowing you passage..." The King shakes his head and sighs gustily--and you can all smell the fetid stench of old ale and unbrushed teeth from where you stand.
"...however, 'tis obvious you have no wagons," Gratblech points out, "...though you DO seem to have Domi and Gargul on your side. Although the offering you're making is rather small, I'm prepared to accept it."
K'Nara sighs with relief and steps forward to hand Shaggy the scimitar.
"Yes...she's a mite small, but I'm sure she'll warm my bed nicely..." Gratbelch leers at the redheaded bladesinger. K'Nara stiffens.
"WHAT???" the leader of the Talons demands. "Hey--I'm not part of the tribute, you big lumpy lout! Just the sword!!!"
The youngest giant, however, reaches for K'Nara--
DM OOC: Shaggy and the youngest giant are only about fifteen feet from K'Nara...all three of them are about 60 feet from the rest of the Talons.
Gratbelch is about 25 feet to the right of Shaggy, the young giant and K'Nara, but he's also another 35 feet away from them, too.
The terrain is angled and rocky (you were trying to go through some peaks before you were interrupted, if you recall), but there is nothing by way of good cover where the Talons are at the moment--neither boulders nor scrub.
After you've posted your actions, I'll come up with and email the players a diagram of what character is where.
Falin Friday December 31st, 2004 9:22:22 AM
Falin runs forward in front of K'Nara.
"The female human is not for the giving. She belongs to another and we are all sworn to protect her."
Falin continues, "I recognize this may inconvenience you so," Falin reaches into his pack and pulls out a weathered package wrapped in leather, "as a token of trust I will leave you with this," Falin swallows hard has he offers up the package, "I am a Bowyer and Fletcher and these are my tools. Nothing can ever replace these because these have been passed down through my family for generations. Their worth to me is more than the entire Wold. I will leave these with you, but I will return for them and when I do I will craft for you a bow like none your kind has ever seen."
"Picture this your lordship, "Falin steps closer, "you would be sung about by bards becasue of the bow I would craft for you. You would live forever in the minds of people all across the wold because of your bow and the great ability you would wield with it."
Brother Bertram Friday December 31st, 2004 9:44:33 AM
Bertram sighs and grips his axe but even now he cant help but grin and to K'nara he whispers, "Well you should really consider what they are asking for, Anything for the peace talks, eh?"
Gunther Friday December 31st, 2004 9:58:14 AM
As the giant reaches for K'nara, Gunther jumps off his boulder, grabbing his two-bladed sword in the process. "Like de oders said, de lady is not part of de deal." He starts moving toward Shaggy, itching for a fight. After all, look where diplomacy has gotten them so far. They should have jump the one when they had the chance. Now they're going to have to fight three giants.
Milo Friday December 31st, 2004 9:11:23 PM
Worried about what they'll attempt to claim next, Milo draws his short sword and steps between Olana and the giants. A snarl escapes his gritted teeth.
Lian Saturday January 1st, 2005 12:27:06 AM
Lian moves slowly off to one side. (About 60ft)
Olana Saturday January 1st, 2005 3:15:15 PM
Olana rolls her eyes. "Are giants always like this? We'd better start negotiating, and fast. I have that truthsayer shortsword in my back pack, if that'll help."
Athalorn Monday January 3rd, 2005 4:51:42 AM
ooc: Apologies for my protracted absence - real life taking over I'm afraid.
Athalorn has watched the discussion so far, and waits to see how Falin's offer is received. However, he has a strong feeling that his spear will be needed soon, and so clutches it firmly in his hand.
Ingrge Monday January 3rd, 2005 8:35:37 AM
(Sorry all I got called out of town on a family emergency.)
Raising his eyes at K'nara's rashness of stepping forward and of her look, Ingrge chuckles for a moment when he realixzes how what he said might have been misunderstood.
As Gratbelch reaches down for K'nara, Ingrge activates his staff and suddenly K'nara is not very clear any more. In fact she seems to be a bit blurred and out of phase. (displacement)
Figment Monday January 3rd, 2005 10:14:05 AM
OOC: I think its the younger one reaching for K'Nara...
The mage stands stoicly but prepares to cast...
Brother Bertram Monday January 3rd, 2005 7:45:40 PM
Bertram starts forward axe at the ready, "Then lets negotiate by all means!"
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 47hps) Monday January 3rd, 2005 8:22:13 PM
Negotiations breaking down, spells going off and giants reaching for party members... this makes it apparent to Lian that perhaps talking is no longer possible. 'Bertram looks serious. Uh oh, there's his ax!' He thinks.
Lian retrieves a potion of shield and drinks it down. (Dodge vs the young one) Still standing 60ft off from the group.
Fight! Fight! (Combat Round 1) -- DM Donna d100=1 d20+14=26 d20+14=23 d6+2=7 d6+2=6 Tuesday January 4th, 2005 7:32:00 AM
Shaggy frowns, speaking in his native tongue, to which Gratbelch replies in kind. The youngest giant looks only all the more eager to seize K'Nara as he takes another step forward and continues to reach for her.
"Well, hey--don't forget your scimitar..!" the human bladesinger snarls, flipping the weapon up so that she now holds its hilt--then throwing the weapon directly at the giant reaching for her.
The scimitar sinks into Youngestone's left shoulder, causing him to roar in pain--
"Dang! I missed!" K'Nara bemoans. "I was aiming for his big, fat head..!"
DM OOC: K'Nara's throw is a Crit Hit for a total of 13hpd on Youngestone. Since just about everyone in the Talons was expecting the worst, you all get to act first in this round before the Giants can.
Figment 13d6(6+1+1+6+3+6+4+1+6+6+1+4+4)=49 Tuesday January 4th, 2005 8:35:33 PM
The mage decides that the chieftan should get at least a taste of what he's up against but still hold out the possibility that he might see reason. He blasts the giant reaching for K'Nara with a Freezing Sphere. He places it such that it hits the top of the giant but leaves K'Nara out of range (49 DMG). Glaring at the chieftan he retorts in his native language in a way seeming very unfitting for one of such normal aplomb. He glances at Bertram knowing his attempt was not as menacing sounding - but with the spell hopes it has the right effect.
Milo Tuesday January 4th, 2005 9:12:15 PM
Milo moves toward the giants his short sword at the ready. The halfling is ready for any offensive move they make. (OOC: Taking a double move toward K'nara [40 ft.])
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 47hps) Tuesday January 4th, 2005 9:35:41 PM
The monk double moves (120ft) forward toward Gratbelch. (Switches Dodge to Gratbelch)
(potion of shield, round 1)
Ingrge 3d6(5+4+6)=15 Tuesday January 4th, 2005 10:10:00 PM
Quickly casting a spell Ingrge sends the shaping of the one beast that Gratbelch fears the most. (Phantasmal Killer) Will save dc21 if fail must make a fortitude save DC 21 or die. If fail will and make fortitude then he takes 15 points damage.
Olana Wednesday January 5th, 2005 12:44:51 AM
Olana takes a few steps back from Milo then she can get a clear aim with her bow. She is disappointed that it has come to this. Stupid grabbing, greedy creatures. A shadow of her distant cousins' scowl paints her features as she holds, hoping the giants will have second thoughts after the spells thrown their way.
Gunther Wednesday January 5th, 2005 12:46:02 AM
Activating his shield, Gunther moves as far forward as he can. He grins as he moves forward, swinging his his sword from hand to hand in anticipation.
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 5th, 2005 3:29:35 AM
Bertram continues forward his axe at the ready. "For Domi and Gargul!"
Falin d20+12=32 d8+2=4 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 5:40:39 AM
Falin gets his bow and knocks an arrow. He fires at the king aiming for his eye (natural 20) for 4 points of damage.
"How's that feeling your lordship? Should have taken the bow..."
Combat Round 2 -- DM Donna d20+16=23 d20+7=13 d20+16=27 d20+20=36 d20+15=16 d20+10=18 2d10(1+6)+15=22 d20+20=28 d20+15=21 d20+10=13 2d10(10+5)+15=30 2d10(3+7)+15=25 d20+20=36 d20+15=34 d20+10=17 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 7:11:58 AM
Both the scimitar throw and Figment's Ball of Frost send Youngestone reeling--he is definitely hurting after the icy spell thrown upon him...he nearly loses consciousness for all the damage he's suffered in one round (OOC: however, he made his Fort save versus DC20.)
But he isn't dead.
Milo and Lian move forward, with Lian ending up within ten feet of Gratbelch, who is now back-pedaling in retreat from a giant killer...rabbit.
(Just a note--it is Giant-Sized rabbit with pointy teeth and ears that look more like bat wings...thus a killer rabbit. ;) )
Gunther pushes forward to reach K'Nara's left side, and his feline sidekick is quick to trail him.
Bertram's advance brings him to within 15-20 feet of K'Nara's right side.
Falin's arrow strikes true, though the damage done to the giant is more irritating than debillitating.
Gratbelch roars something that seems to spur on Youngestone. Shaggy hesitates a moment, but adds his blows to the fray--
--Youngestone hacks at the elven archer who dared fire upon his king...the first of three blows is the only one to connect, but it hits Falin for 22hpd.
Shaggy uses his own greatsword against the newly-arrived Gunther. The older giant's experience serves him well as two of his blows land on the trainer of big cats, delivering 55hpd in one round. (Gunther must make a Fort check versus DC20 or fall unconscious.)
Gratbelch--in his panic to avoid getting bitten by the phantasmal "killer rabbit"--grabs Lian up (causing the monk 15hpd) and then HURLS the elf at his imagined foe.
OOC: I sent off that Combat Round 2 map before I resolved this aspect of the Round...I'll send another one to update where Lian ends up. Meanwhile, Lian must roll a Fort Save versus DC20. Making the save will halve the 22hp damage he'd otherwise suffer when he finally smacks into the ground.
K'Nara takes her part of the round to draw Lucia from the scabbard slung across the female fighter's back.
DM OOC: I'm emailing an updated map as well as the translation of the Giant dialogue to the various members of the party.
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 28 of 47hps) d20+14=26 d20+17=23 d20+9=15 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 6:54:35 PM
(OOC: Lian is an elf, not half-elf :))
(potion of shield, round 2)
The monk's vision suddenly goes black as he's engulfed in the massive smelly hand of the giant. Then suddenly, Ground, sky, ground, party, ground, sky... he's hurled through the air, flipping head over heels. Lian reaches (AC 26) out for one of the giants ears or hair to slow his fall. But all for not, he's just too high, he cruises past the party.
He sumersaults in midair to try to slow and shorten his descent. (Tumble of 23 to reduce damage from fall by 10ft)
Crash! The elven monk comes to a sudden stop in a small dusty crater. (Fort save 15, failed) The air is knocked from the monk. Lian tries to breathe for a few seconds, but his lungs won't fill. He gasps, getting a small lung of air and dust as he stands (Move Action), coughs and wobbles.
Lian relaxes slightly and glows momentarily. (Wholeness of Body, healed 18 hit points, Standard Action)
A glare of fire glints in the monk's eyes, as the severely wound elf begins to move toward the giants. He cusses in Draconic, hissing something sounding like, "I'm not a boulder you #$%&?$* giant."
(ADMOOC: Just a quick question. Isn't grabbing a grapple and if so, why didn't Lian get an opposing check? Also, grabbing and throwing are two seperate attacks, right?
As for the massive damage inflicted on Gunther in one round... if your using the variant mass damage scale on page 27 in the DMG, its 50 points of damage to a medium creature from a SINGLE attack, not a single round. The giant took two attacks on Gunther, or at least your post reflected that. Of course it could a special feat the giant has that I don't know about. ;) This isn't me as a player complaining, I'm talking as your assistant DM, Donna :))
Brother Bertram d8+9=13 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 7:30:55 PM
Seeing he is not close enough to attack, Bertram lowers his axe, praying to Domi for healing for his fearless companions.
(OOC Mass Cure Light Wounds-Everyone injured heal 13)
Milo d20+19=29 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 8:04:24 PM
Moving quickly, Milo dashes past Gunther. Dropping into a somersault, the halfling tumbles to the other side of Shaggy, and stands flanking the giant, opposite Gunther. (OOC: Made a Tumble check DC 29 to avoid provoking an attack of opportunity while moving past the giant.)
Olana d20+12=21 d20+12=15 d20+7=20 d20+7=18 d8+3=10 d8+3=7 d8+3=8 d8+3=8 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 11:24:28 PM
Shifting to aim at the giant called Shaggy, Olana fires arrows in quick succession. (Feats - Precise Shot, Rapid Shot -2 penalty) Hits ACs 21, 15, 20, 18 for 10, 7, 8, 8
out of the corner of her eye, she sees Lian come sailing past. Now THAT was going to hurt. She'll glance back afterwards to see if he gets up on landing.
Ingrge 5d8(6+8+5+7+6)=32 Wednesday January 5th, 2005 11:31:11 PM
Watching and waiting to see if the his spell is actally going to take care of Gratbelch, he sees that while it has scared him it doesn't seem to have killed him, so Ingrge levels his staff at the giant leader and lets fly with a bolt of searing light. 32 points no save.
Gunther (AC 26, HP 31/75) Animated Shield d20+7=23 d20+16=34 d20+16=17 d8+8=16 d6=4 Thursday January 6th, 2005 12:47:51 AM Wham..wham!! Before he even can figure out what's happening, a huge sword slices down into Gunther, slamming into the warrior and carving through armor and flesh. Blood flows freely to the ground and pools at the panther's feet and the mighty warrior is taken down a couple of notches as he staggers and struggles to get the world in a mostly upright position (Fort=23). Shaking his head, Gunther stares up at the two identical giants standing before him. Slowly Gunther's vision clears and the two figures merge into one very real, very angry Shaggy, A feline grin merges on his face as he spots Milo flanking the fellow.
Moving forward, Gunther engages the giant and swings for his hairy calves, determined to get a couple of his own in before he goes down. His sword arcs forward with deadly accuracy (AC 34/17 no crit for 20 hp dam).
DM Donna Thursday January 6th, 2005 8:04:43 AM
I'll give you a few more hours to have as many PCs as possible post for this round of Combat...
Falin (45 hp, AC 23) d20+12=17 d20+8=24 d8+2=10 Thursday January 6th, 2005 11:48:32 AM
Falin takes the blow and staggers a bit, but is quick to regain his footing. Falin draws back and aims for his attackers sword weilding hand. (OCC: I screwed up on the first roll. I didn't take into account the negative for targeting the hand.) The arrow strikes AC 24 and does 10 hp of damage.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Thursday January 6th, 2005 4:50:13 PM
(lasts 9 minutes)
The druid casts call lightning storm (a prepared spell on his sheet).(casting time, full round)
OOC: What is the weather like currently? Cloudy? Clear?
Figment 11d6(2+5+4+6+1+3+3+6+5+6+4)=45 Thursday January 6th, 2005 8:12:01 PM
The mage decides a little electricity should liven things up and he casts an unusually arcing bolt of lightning that he send straight at the young one. Once there it arcs toward the old one standing next to him and the king as well - but fails to make it to the king as he is too far away. (45 DMG to Young one, 22 to the old one - Reflex save for 1/2). "Stupid dolts..." he muses as he sees some fairly innocent creatures dying that really don't have to if they will just use a little common sense. Oh well...
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 28 of 47hps) Thursday January 6th, 2005 10:14:19 PM
The monk just stands there, regaining his composure.
Combat Round 3 -- DM Donna d20+20=21 d20+6=11 d20+6=22 d20+6=23 d20+6=15 d20+6=11 d20+6=11 d20+6=18 d20+6=20 d20+6=7 d20+6=10 d20+6=7 d20+6=16 d20+6=20 d20+20=34 d20+15=25 d20+10=24 2d10(6+6)+10=22 2d10(2+2)+10=14 2d10(4+9)+10=23 Friday January 7th, 2005 6:50:19 AM OOC: Don't forget--everyone who suffered any damage in Round 2 now has 13hp healed up thanks to Brother Bertram's "Mass Heal" spell.
Lian lands ungracefully, but between his monk abilities and Brother Bertram's spell, the damage he suffers fades away.
Milo now flanks Shaggy--the nimble halfling easily outmaneuvering the oversized giant. (OOC: Shaggy's AoO roll was only 21.)
Two of Olana's four arrows hit the giant that Milo has somersaulted past, causing 18hpd.
Ingrge's Searing Light strikes Gratbelch, causing the king to bellow something in Giantish. (The odds are quite good that it's an obscenity of some kind.)
Gunther's damage to Shaggy makes the giant grimace.
Falin's arrow sinks into Youngestone's sword hand.
Athalorn gears up his magical storm, frowning inwardly because it's been dry and cloudless for the past forty-eight hours.
Figment's own spectacular bit of lightning fries Youngestone to a crisp--the overeager giant falls to the ground in a large, smoldering heap. Shaggy manages to dodge most but not all of the electricity. (OOC: the younger giant--who didn't have many HPs left--failed his Reflex save; Shaggy made his.)
The panther at Gunther's heels attempts to bite the ankles of Shaggy, but the hairy giant manages to dance out of the way.
As soon as the fried giant falls down, though, K'Nara immediately charges Gratbelch, holding Lucia in both hands, screaming at the top of her lungs and looking like a charging Fury from one of the Nine Planes of Hell (if you believed in such legends, that is.) Although able to close the distance between them, K'Nara can't attack on this round.
Gratbelch sees that the tall human woman is a little upset, so he draws his own sword...
Shaggy yells something over his shoulder at Gratbelch, who growls a reply.
Shaggy growls himself and then strikes at the targets in front of him: the panther, Gunther and Falin. The feline is sent hurtling back with an obviously fatal wound slicing open her belly (ooc: suffers 22hpd and so is now at -2hp); Gunther gets hacked for another 14hpd; and Falin's wounds add up to 23hp.
DM OOC: New map & translations forthcoming to the players.
Figment 13d6(2+4+6+6+6+6+4+2+5+1+1+6+1)=50 Friday January 7th, 2005 8:27:48 AM
The mage winces at Gratbelch's description of Ingrge's family parentage. "He wouldn't like that...". Seeing that the battle is not going to be avoided and that the king is the one egging it on, he moves to his left and casts again. He blasts Shaggy and the king with a cone of icy energy this time, making sure once again that he aims it so that it is above the head of those in front of him and that of the charging warrior woman (50 DMG - sv for 1/2). He makes sure to nail the king but tries to get Shaggy as well.
Ingrge 9d6(4+5+6+6+3+5+6+2+1)=38 Friday January 7th, 2005 5:31:12 PM
Chuckling at Gratbelch's antics he realizes what spell Figment is casting and adds a bit of near opposite enegry to the attack as well. knowing that he can not reach the king he sends his spell crashing over the heads of his fellows striking Shaggy squrae in the upper chest. (lightening bolt)38 points reflex DC20 for 19 points
Milo d20+18=37 d20+18=28 d20+18=37 d20+18=26 d20+13=29 2d4(3+4)+4=11 5d6(4+2+6+2+5)=19 2d4(3+3)+4=10 5d6(6+5+5+2+2)=20 d4+2=5 5d6(3+4+1+6+1)=15 Friday January 7th, 2005 7:47:46 PM
Flanking Shaggy, Milo attacks the giant, striking key arteries in his legs. The halfling's sword is a blur as it does its work.(OOC: Critical threat with a 37, hopefully confirms on a 28 for 30 points of damage. Critical threat with a 37, hopefully confirms on a 26 for another 30 points of damage. Last attack hits AC 29 for 20 points of damage. That is a total of 80 points of damage to Shaggy.)
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 41 of 47hps) d20+11=18 d20+19=39 Friday January 7th, 2005 11:54:46 PM
Lian breaks into a run toward Gratbelch (120ft), leaping over the giant's body in front of him and is unable to attack this round. (If he has to, the monk will leap over the large corpse of Youngestone, running Jump over the giant's bloated body, Jump 18, Tumble 39)
Gunther (AC 26, HP 17/75) Animated Shield 2d8(6+7)+3=16 Saturday January 8th, 2005 12:05:47 AM
Primal, protective instincts fill the animal trainer as he sees his kitty fall to the ground mortally wounded. Irregardless of the personal danger, Gunther rushes over to the panther and lays his hands on her as he murmurs something in orcish (Cure Moderate Wounds on panther). He feels the tingle of magic flow through his body and into the panthers as he activates his tattoo (16hp healed).
Athalorn (sub Jay B) 5d6(5+1+2+6+3)=17 Saturday January 8th, 2005 12:08:15 AM
(Call Lightning Storm, lasts 9 minutes)
A finger of lightning strikes Gratbelch just as K'Nara and Lian get close to the giant leader. (standard action, reflex DC 19 for half, 17 electrical damage)
Brother Bertram d8+9=17 Saturday January 8th, 2005 2:56:26 PM
Bertram, torn between his ancestral hatred of the giant race, and his uncertainty of his ability to hit the creatures, and his duty as a Healer, cause him to again cry out to Domi to heal his his friends. Even as he feels the power leave his body, he begins to ponder that perhaps, this is to be his role in this affair. As soon as the power leaves him Bertram moves towards the feline praying that it was included in the healing power of Domi.
(OOC Mass Cure Light Wounds-17 healed on anyone injured-I pray that the cat is well too?)
DM Donna Monday January 10th, 2005 6:08:13 AM
...people, you're fighting a pair of giants--EVERYONE should post for the combat!
Falin (HP 22, AC 23) d20+12=27 d8+2=5 Monday January 10th, 2005 6:27:37 AM
Seeing the cat go reeling Falin attempts to get Youngstones attention focused on himself while Gunther runs to save his friend. Falin looks at Youngstone, takes aim again, and fires (DC 27 for 5 hp).
Olana Monday January 10th, 2005 10:06:01 PM
Figuring the others had plenty going on for Shaggy, Olana starts running flat out to get in arrow range for Gratbelch. She moves as fast as she can.
Jay B Tuesday January 11th, 2005 12:42:53 AM
OOC: Hey guys. If your having issues with posting, let me know, let Donna know. We will help you to the best of our abilities.
DEH Tuesday January 11th, 2005 5:55:11 AM
Been waiting to post...I am out probably until Monday. My sister is having surgery in Houston. I'm on a plane in a few hours.
Combat Round 4 -- DM Donna d20+15=21 d20+15=29 d20+6=20 d20+6=17 d20+11=19 d20+5=8 d20+20=35 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 6:53:09 AM
The King--being the primary focus of Figment's Cone blast, roars in pain...the mage definitely scored maximum damage on him. Shaggy, however, manages to weather the part of the iciness that strikes him.
Ingrge's lightning zaps Shaggy for 19hpd.
Milo does major damage to Shaggy--the giant is swaying on his feet.
Lian bounds back up to K'Nara's right side, once more within striking range of the Giant King.
Gratbelch bellows once more as Athalorn's lightning strikes him. The King is getting crispy around the edges...
Gunther's healing and Brother Bertram's spell combine to restore 33hp to the panther. Gunther and any other damaged PCs are healed for 17hp.
Falin fires into the unmoving Youngestone, greatly angering Shaggy.
Olana moves up so that she is now roughly between Figment's and Bertram's positions--within arrow range of both Shaggy and the King.
K'Nara spins Lucia in an attempt to strike Gratbelch, but between avoiding getting hit by the cold and lightning and the giant's own dodging of Athalorn's attack, her blows miss.
Shaggy shouts something in Giantish, to which Gratbelch replies in an angry sort of yell. Shaggy, however, shifts his focus onto Falin and swings down with his sword, snarling something that does not sound Giantish in the least.
Everyone except Milo, Lian and K'Nara can roll a Spot check versus DC18 to notice that Shaggy is striking down upon Falin's head--but with (strangely enough) the flat of his oversized blade. Any PC with the Spellcraft skill can roll a check versus DC15 to recognize that Shaggy is speaking some kind of magic effect activation phrase.
Shaggy's odd blow strikes Falin right upon the crown of his head with an echoey sort of hollow "BOING" sound...
...the archer promptly vanishes!
Nobody needs translation services to tell that Gratbelch is now cursing up a storm. He grabs as something around his neck and throws it on the ground, causing an explosion of golden sparkles that poof up and then settle on Gratbelch, Shaggy and the giant on the ground.
Immediately both Shaggy and the King look a lot healthier.
The giant on the ground, however, remains unmoving and unchanged.
DM OOC: translations & a map update are in the email to the players.
Oh...and the giants have AC21.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) 5d6(4+2+2+6+5)=19 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 7:19:32 AM
(Call Lightning Storm, lasts 9 minutes)
The druid activates his boots(free action, for 1 round), moves forward 60 ft and point his finger and the giant(Gratbelch) again(standard action, reflex DC 19 for half, 19 electrical damage)
Figment (Sub Jay B) 5d4(4+3+1+2+2)+5=17 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 7:31:50 AM
OOC: If I may be so bold, I'll sub for a bit for Figgy. Forgive me, I don't have his spell list.
The mage jockeys for position to see the King just a little better, moving NW of his current position. He casts Magic Missile(17 damage, no save) at Gratbelch.
Lian (AC 29 or 30, 47hps) d20+13=19 d20+13=21 d20+10=29 2d6(4+3)+2=9 2d6(1+1)+2=4 2d6(4+2)+2=8 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 7:44:32 AM
(Dodge vs Gratbelch, AC 30)
Feeling the healing hand of Domi once more, the monk steps forward and lays into the giant's kneecaps. (Flurry of Blows, all three are Stunning Attacks, Fort DC 19 or be stunned for a round.) The monk tingles from the electricity is in the air and so nearby.
His first blow slims off the giants kneepad, but the others are true (AC 19, 21 and 29 for miss(9 damage to his kneepad), 4 and 8 damage)
In Elven, Lian speak to K'Nara. "I'll try to move to flanking positon."
Gunther (AC 26, HP 34/75) Animated Shield d20+14=29 d20+9=15 d20+14=28 d20+6=18 d8+8=15 d6=4 d8+8=16 d6=2 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 10:01:18 AM
The big cat trainer breathes a sigh of relief as the panther rises to her feet. A murderous look settles on his face as he spins around and lays into Shaggy. His sword slices and slashes around the giant's calves as he dodges the magic flying in the air around him. With two powerful blows, Gunther manages to connect with the giant (AC 29 for 22 shock, AC 28 for 18 flame) as he screams a guttural orcish war cry "Tod zeichnet nahe mit jedem schwingen meiner klinge!!!"
Milo d20+18=36 d20+18=32 d20+18=30 d20+13=19 d4+2=4 5d6(6+4+6+2+5)=23 d4+2=4 5d6(5+6+1+2+6)=20 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 7:46:36 PM
Maintaining his flanking position on Shaggy, Milo becomes a blur as he continues to lash out at the giant. (OOC: Hit AC 36 for 27 hit points damage; Hit AC 32 for 24 hit points damage; the 3rd roll was a mistake, I shouldn't have rolled that; the fourth hits AC 19, which I'm fairly sure misses. So a total of 51 hit points damage.)
Brother Bertram 4d8(6+8+5+8)+9=36 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 9:13:44 PM
Bertram hurries to his closest companion, Gunther, and lays his hand upon the injured warrior. Again he feels the power surge through him and into his friend's injured body.
(OOC Cure Critical Wounds on Gunther: 36 Healed)
Ingrge 5d8(7+4+5+4+8)=28 d20+10=28 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 9:39:59 PM
Leveling his staff he lets fly with a ray of searing light 28 points which strikes Shaggy right in the chest. no save, spell resistance 28
Olana d20+12=13 d20+12=14 d20+7=14 d20+7=27 d8+3=6 Tuesday January 11th, 2005 11:48:02 PM
Loading up while on the run, Olana fires on Gratbelch as soon as she gets in range. She chews her lip in disappointment as only one of her arrows hit. (AC27 for 6) She'll step a little closer and reload.
Combat Round 5 -- d20+6=23 d20+16=30 d20+8=15 d20=15 d20+11=31 d20+11=24 d10+5=12 d10+5=6 d20+5=19 d20+16=33 d20+16=23 Wednesday January 12th, 2005 6:49:51 AM
Gratbelch suffers 9hpd from Athalorn's lightning.
Lian's blows do 12hpd to the King--but his knees remain unstunned.
Gunther's attack literally brings Shaggy to his knees, while Milo's follow-up with his especially lethal blows as well as Ingrge's magic ray finish off the stalwart giant, who harshly hisses something just before he falls forward onto his face.
Gunther must make a Reflex save to get out of the way of the falling body (versus DC15) or find himself pinned under the late Shaggy. The panther manages to scramble away in time.
Gunther is healed of 36hp thanks to Brother Bertram.
Olana's arrow strikes Gratbelch, though he scarcely seems to notice.
"I...WILL...be...honored...!!!" roars the solitary King as he lifts high his own great sword, using both hands as he targets K'Nara, who whirls her sword up and across the bottom of the smelly giant's belly.
(woot! Crit Hit confirmed: hits AC31 and 24, doing 18hpd.)
Gratbelch's guts fall to the ground, followed by the ex-King himself, the oversized blade slipping to the rocky ground with a heavy clang.
"Give my regards to Gargul, you lech!" the human bladesinger practically spits at Gratbelch, breathing heavily.
Combat is over.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) d20+19=29 Wednesday January 12th, 2005 6:55:14 AM
(Call Lightning Storm, lasts 8 minutes, 30 seconds)
The druid was not hurt in combat.
The druid deactivates his boots then takes to the air in his eagle form to see if he can spot any other giants heading that way. (Spot 29)
Figment (Sub Jay B) Wednesday January 12th, 2005 6:58:23 AM
The mage was unhurt in combat.
He strolls back with the group.
Lian Wednesday January 12th, 2005 7:01:53 AM
Lian looks towards the red-head after she spits. "That'll teach him."
"Well, I'm not walking that way." He points in the direction the giant came from.
Gunther (AC 26, HP 70/75) Animated Shield----Trapped under Shaggy d20+7=11 Wednesday January 12th, 2005 8:55:16 AM
Gunther lowers his sword as he sees his victim is finished and takes a deep breath...only to see a huge hairy thigh headed his way. Caught off guard, Gunther attempts to spin out of the way (Ref=11) but can't manage to make it in time. With a large Oooff all of the air is pushed out of Gunther's lungs as the giagantic hairy leg slams him into his formerly animated shield which the warrior now finds smashed into his face. Sucking in a huge breath, Gunther's face turns green and he begins to cough and splutter. With much effort, he manages to turn his head and finds, much to his horror, that he is now trapped but a couple of feet away from the dead giant's "privates". His face turns from green to pale as he bellows out "By Gargul's judgement seat, get me out of here qvick before I catch a disease dat Alemi's healers demselves can't heal!" Gunther claws at the ground in a desperate but futile attempt to free himself.
Ingrge d20+4=22 Wednesday January 12th, 2005 5:21:13 PM
Going over to help Gunther escape the slender, elder elf seems to be muttering something to himself.
"See what happens when you give the enemy a chance? Some of us get hurt and they still die. Wouldn't it be easier just to kill those we know are our enemies, before we get hurt or killed ourselves?"
Reaching his pinned comrade Ingrge bends down with his knees and gives the giant a lift strength DC 22 moving him enough so that gunther can get out from underneath.
Milo Wednesday January 12th, 2005 7:49:21 PM
Milo smiles an Ingrge, "How are we to know our enemies then? Shall every poor sap that crosses our path and demands an explanation as to our presence in their homeland be considered an enemy? Lets not judge everyone by appearances." Milo wipes the blood off of his blade, and sheaths the weapon.
Olana d20+3=18 Thursday January 13th, 2005 12:28:44 AM
The elf lowers her bow. "There was NO need for that!" she mutters in agitation. "No need at all. What is WRONG with these creatures that they have to keep coming out of the woodwork, attacking us time and time again."
She is upset and angry - at having to kill, mostly. She'd managed to avoid getting hit, but knew that some of the others had taken a beating. That made her angry, too. Her elven sensibilities prevent any further outburst, but deep inside, her head is like boiling magma.
Providing K'Nara is all right - jogging back to the group, she helps with getting Gunther out of giant pile. Her inner fury feeds her strength. ((STR Check DC 18))
Aftermath -- DM Donna Thursday January 13th, 2005 6:07:39 AM
"That King was just too greedy for his own good..." K'Nara states flatly as she sees Gunther get assisted from beneath the corpse of Shaggy. She wipes Lucia clean on the fur-trimmed tunic of Gratbelch.
"Too bad we had to kill the fella that landed on Gunther...he looked like he would have been reasonable." she adds, then casts Detect Magic on the late King of the Fireheight clan. Gratbelch's sword, armor and various other things on his person glow.
"Hmmmm..." K'Nara's eyebrows raise, "...check the other two for magic, will you..?" Her question isn't directed specifically at any one person, as she sheathes her sword and then begins to divest the King of his glowing inventory: a great sword, a set of giant-sized chain mail, a black iron ring set with a fiery ruby, a golden ring that is fashioned to look like a serpent, a slender wand made of smooth dark wood and a rod of black metal that has a small ball on the bottom and a larger one on top.
The wand and rod come from a crude hide satchel that also has about 1800gp in it as well.
Gunther Thursday January 13th, 2005 10:24:17 AM
With the aided help of Ingrge and Olana, Gunther manages to scramble out from under the giant's corpse. Brushing the dirt off, Gunther shudders. "By de gods, it vould figure dat de von place in de Vold vere dere is no vater I vould need to take a bath!! It's going to take veeks for dis stench to vear off." Gunther looks pointedly at Olana. "You vouldn't happen to have any perfume vould you?? Anything's perferable to dis stench!"
Dragons for Breakfast
A Visitor [DM Jerry] Thursday January 13th, 2005 11:02:31 AM
Athalorn, floating on the breeze, is suddenly startled when a much larger flying creature appears just above him with a loud popping sound.
Looking up, he sees that it is a enormous Golden Dragon! It gleams in the sun, blinding him for a moment.
"GREETINGS SMALL ONE! COME!"
Its voice is deep and powerful, resonating with such low frequencies that Athalorn can feel it bouncing off his hollow bones.
The dragon dives, spinning--creating a vortex of air that sucks both Athalorn and Glannath down after it.
Down below, the rest of the party quickly learns that a legendary beast is bearing down on them. Almost before one can react, it lands.
"SALUTATIONS! I BEAR A MESSAGE!"
::POP::
A message appears, floating in the air before the dragon.
It reads:
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Emerald Talons,
Your presence is needed and requested at the Gold Dragon Castle. We will be having a breakfast tomorrow and would like you to attend it. We will send a method of transportation just before dawn. Please be ready and attend, as we will begin promptly at dawn. It would be best if your entire group can attend. Thank you and look forward to seeing you.
Don't just do your best... win,
Valdor
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The dragon speaks again:
"I AWAIT YOUR ACCEPTANCE. THEN I DEPART."
K'Nara d20=19 Thursday January 13th, 2005 11:34:15 AM
The tall redhead blinks.
"NOW? He's GOT to be kidding..!" she says, then frowns. K'Nara begins using her fingers to count, obviously trying to work things through in her mind. (OOC: made a voluntary Intelligence check of 19 versus a DC of 15.)
"Given their access to magic," she announces out loud, "I think we can probably actually go and see what the Gold Dragons want without it screwing up our race to Blackshadow Hall..."
DM OOC: anyone making an Intelligence check versus DC15 can confirm K'Nara's suppostion: although it will interrupt the current mission a bit, a visit to the Gold Dragons will not jeapordize the Talons' ability to try to beat the thieves to their sanctuary.
Brother Bertram Thursday January 13th, 2005 1:40:35 PM
Bertram turns to K'nara, "I have heard nothing but good things about The Gold Dragons, Friend K'nara, but so help me if they act like that Tine vermin......" Bertram trails off, shrugs, and goes back to making sure everyone's wounds are treated.
Ingrge d20+7=17 Thursday January 13th, 2005 5:13:13 PM
Ingrge casts a detect magic from a scroll, or two (whatever is needed) and checks out the other two giants.
Jumping a bit at the appearance and bellow of the Dragon, Ingrge recovers quickly nad bows his head in respect and greeting to the Gold beauty.
Ingrge thinks a bit and too aggress with K'nara's statement, "but you know even if we don't catch up to them its ok. They might then assume that were stopped or turned back or got lost and that might give us the advantage of surprise."
"You know I would love to see the Golds again. I would be willing to bet that Valdor can out eat both Gunther and Bertram together."
Turning to Gunther he continues. "And I expect that you will be able to luxuriate in a HOT bath."
Lian Thursday January 13th, 2005 7:31:02 PM
The monk raises an eyebrow. "Oh, sure, he shows up after the battle." He grins. "Well, seems our presence is required." He brushes himself off and shakes his head.
Athalorn (Sub Jay B) Thursday January 13th, 2005 7:32:26 PM
The druid dives in landing on a nearby branch and listens to the request.
Figment (Sub Jay B) Thursday January 13th, 2005 7:35:32 PM
"The Gold Dragons do certainly have interesting timing, don't they Lian." He says, looking at the monk. The mage looks around to see if there is any loot they've missed.
Milo Thursday January 13th, 2005 8:10:59 PM
Milo stands with a look on his face like he is fit to be tied,"But... they... she... won't... Ah forget it." The exasperated halfling looks longingly at the road to Blackshadow Hall, then at the dead giants, and throws his hands up, "Whatever!"
Gunther Thursday January 13th, 2005 11:28:26 PM
Shocked at the arrival of the gold dragon, Gunther's jaw drops at the invitation to meet with the Gold Dragons. Then, as if the words have finally sunk in, the warrior spits out a stream of profanity in orcish. "Vell, dat's just lovely. Von of de most important meetings of my life and I have to go smelling like someting de pander drug up." Kicking the dirt in front of him, Gunther fumes for a few moments.
Ingrge's promise of a hot bath lessens Gunther's frustration a little, and he does his best to wipe Shaggy's blood from his sword and armor. Looking over at K'nara, Gunther does voice one concern. "Von't does giants be looking for dere king?? Do you tink it is safe to stay here until de morning?"
Olana Friday January 14th, 2005 12:40:18 AM
The dragon's arrival coincides with Olana still stewing in her own juices. The huge creature has the effect of throwing a cold bucket of water all over her ire, and she stands there looking stupid, her usual elven graces completely absent.
"What?" she says afterwards. "We have to go where?"
The word 'bath' registers somewhere in her mind, and she looks down at herself and winces.
Wrapping Up Loose Ends - DM Donna d20=20 Friday January 14th, 2005 6:37:04 AM
"The Tines were a good organization--before Tremaine lost his mind..." K'Nara points out to Bertram, then frowns a bit, having been reminded of the rather suspicious circumstances under which the seasoned leader of the secret group seemed to have lost his grip on reality.
Ingrge needs to use only one spell for the two remaining giant bodies, as they died fairly close together. The weapon mage sees both of the ex-giants' great swords glow strongly under the effect of the Detect Magic. Both of the giants also have oversized belt pouches that hold about 1000gp each.
As Athalorn listens, Figment recalls something about the recent history of the Fireheight Clan:
There had been a row amongst the clan members because one particularly greedy individual had been TOO greedy, so he had been expelled from the main clan, along with his brother and a younger follower of his. The expulsed giant had insisted upon declaring himself the "King" of the three shunned giants before they'd been driven away from their homeland and into Izen.
"The Gold Dragons are known for their hospitality," K'Nara reminds Gunther and Olana, "We will, no doubt, be given the chance to have a bath before our meal."
DM OOC: the treasure discovered so far are the magic great swords (3 of them), the chain mail (magic, too), the two rings Gratbelch was wearing and the total of about 4800gp between the three giants.
"So we are agreed..?" K'Nara asks the party, trying to confirm everyone's opinion. "We will accept this invitation from the Gold Dragons..?"
Another DM OOC: I wasn't aware that Athalorn was in bird form--when did that happen? Or has our feral druid taken to diving onto branches while he's human? ;)
Gunther Friday January 14th, 2005 8:19:19 AM
The warrior is relieved to here that there will be no giant's searching for their king while the Talon's try and rest. Oh sure, there were a host of other big, nasty things out there possibly hunting them down, but at least their weren't giants.
Gunther smiles at K'nara's assurances. He wasn't exactly the bathing kind, but anything was preferable to this stench. He nods his acceptance of the meeting with the Gold Dragons and then moves downwind from his friends and finds a place amoung the boulders to sit down and begin cleaning his equipment.
Athalorn (Sub Jay B) Friday January 14th, 2005 9:12:07 PM
OOC: Athalorn took to his bird form immediately after combat, to see if he could spot any other giants approaching. Wednesday's post.
DM OOC: Ah ha! Must have missed that--thanks for clearing that up.
IC: The druid hops off his branch and lands near K'Nara and takes his humanoid form once more. "I'm ready."
Figment (Sub Jay B) Friday January 14th, 2005 9:13:27 PM
The mage relays his information to the group.
"Yes, their hospitality is reknowned. I'm ready."
Lian Friday January 14th, 2005 9:18:47 PM
The monk looks at the large corpses and then back at K'Nara. "So, what are we going to do about The Triplets here? Let them rot? Doesn't seem right to me. The cooperative one, at least, deserves a burial." "But its your call K'Nara."
Then the monk looks around, then panics a bit. "Friends, where is Falin?!"
K'Nara d20=7 Saturday January 15th, 2005 7:09:38 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons nods acknowledgement as each of the others agrees to attend the breakfast with the Gold Dragons.
"Breakfast is tomorrow." she reminds Lian. "We can bury these guys today and then rest, seeing as there aren't any more of them in the area." The tall redhead turns and addresses the gold dragon.
"The Emerald Talons are pleased and honored to accept the invitation from their friends the Gold Dragons. Give my regards to Valdor...and to Greymalkin, as well." she says to the gleaming drake.
"Falin was vanished by the shaggy one over there..." K'Nara then nods at Shaggy's body while answering Lian's question, "...I have no idea if there's any way we can retrieve him from wherever that giant poofed him to..?"
Anyone with Spellcraft skill can make a check versus DC15 to figure out that Shaggy's magic effect on Falin isn't anything that any of the spellcasters present can reverse. The Talons will probably have to quest for a solution to Falin's disappearance.
Olana Saturday January 15th, 2005 10:32:42 PM
Olana nods her acceptance, but Lian had a point about burial. Time to start digging again. As for Falin - that was something else to add to the list, and the list was getting long.
Brother Bertram Sunday January 16th, 2005 9:48:14 AM
Bertram double checks to make sure each of his companions are healed fully then makes ready for more traveling. He is concerned about Elese but will abide by his companions choices.
Ingrge Sunday January 16th, 2005 6:27:35 PM
Ingrge looks wonderingly after the departing dragon, and then starts fidgeting with his things. " I wonder what the Valdor and the other Golds need or want with us. The first time we met was after we battled next to Joe and Grey when we were first together. The next time was....... you know I really don't remember when it was. I remember Valdor's call and I remember going to the Tower of Saryd and going somewhere. And then ... nothing until we went looking for the Ishgara tree. Yet I know that I fought beside Valdor and some rainbow color haired mage, Nonan or some such from another adventuring group. But I do not remember what or why we were fighting... That is really strange....
Figment (DEH is back) Monday January 17th, 2005 12:56:35 AM
"Should be interesting as always. I learned much from reviewing some of Joe Hand's spellbooks upon our last visit. Such exquisite artistry!". After a moment of reflection, the mage turns to Milo. "You may find this very hard to believe, but I completely agree with you about how we should treat those we meet. I so truly hate killing. We should try to make allies, not more enemies - but Ingrge is quite right that we should in some cases ask questions later. Like, for instance when we meet Elise. No need for words there. Or the HOL - same reason. I had hoped to avoid fighting these guys. There was no reason for this...". He frowns at their failure to avoid the conflict. "We should also make note of their camp so we can come back and look it over. I bet there is more but we have no time to look.".
Cleaning up the Details -- DM Donna Monday January 17th, 2005 6:34:58 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons knew that whatever the breakfast invitation was truly about, it had to be quite important--after all, she still possessed the magic silver dragon-shaped ear clip through which Greymalkin directed her bladesinger training sessions. If whatever the Golds had to say to the Talons was an ordinary sort of message (or even an urgent one relating to what the Talons were doing in Izen), then Valdor would have used the clip to tell K'Nara whatever his news happened to be.
No--this was something that apparently required the physical presence of the Emerald Talons. It definitely piqued the human bladesinger's interest.
The ex-giants were buried.
The Talons secured their area--finding the cave that the giants had been using to live in the area. Unfortunately, however, the giants had never really been keen on housekeeping...it was messy and didn't have anything else of any value to the party in it.
Athalorn and Bertram heal up anyone that may still need it. Watches are assigned and the Talons rest when it's their turn, replenishing spells and caring for equipment when their time permits.
The panther stays on the fringes of the camp, still not quite tame enough to get much closer.
K'Nara gets up well before dawn and executes her daily ritual of training in the art of the bladesong--while Greymalkin guides her over the ear clip and remains annoyingly, cheerfully silent about why the Gold Dragons want to have the Emerald Talons over for breakfast...
Figment Monday January 17th, 2005 9:39:42 AM
The mage memorizes the maximum number of teleport spells to increase their travel options. Once he awakens he prepares to leave.
The Visitor Returns Monday January 17th, 2005 11:15:09 AM
Early the next morning, just before dawn, the air about the party's location is disturbed once again by the same dragon.
"GOOD MORNING HEROES! CAN I OFFER YOU A RIDE?"
He waits while the camp is put to bed and then lowers his wing for all to climb on. Once comfortable, he takes off.
"HOLD ON! DON'T WANT TO HAVE TO DIVE SUDDENLY TO CATCH ONE OF YOU IN MY TEETH"
His belly rumbles evidently in laughter to what he considers a vast joke.
Once airbourne, he says, "CASTLE COMING UP! PREPARE FOR LANDING!"
How could this be? The group is still in Izen?
Suddenly the Wold around disappears and everyone's ears are popping from the loud sound of reappearance.
Below is Plateau City in early morning.
"I WILL APPROACH INVISIBLY TO AVOID SCARING ANY EARLY RISERS. THIS WILL EXTEND TO YOU. DO NOT MOVE. YOU CAN STILL FEEL ME, THOUGH YOU WILL NOT SEE ME NOR EACH OTHER."
Suddenly the bulk of the dragon....protecting you from the full brunt of the experience of being so high up with out a net is gone!
It is just you....flying. Floating. Unprotected.
Then you are diving. descending fast towards the northern part of town.
The sun rises and a structure ahead gleams golden. A simplistic castle.
Further down. Then landing. A butler type figure is waiting in the doorway for you.
"Welcome. This way please."
He leads you inside the castle and to a large first room on the left.
The Golds and Storms are already present drinking coffee and juices.
A cacophony of voices all say, "WELCOME!"
Ingrge Monday January 17th, 2005 5:03:10 PM We are going to get to ride on a dragon!! Ingrge is almost giddy with anticipation as he springs forward, and after a quick and polite showing of gratitude, is the first upon the Gold Dragon's back.
The ride though quick is the most sensational thing Ingrge has ever done or felt. The coolness of the air as it whips though his hair reminds him of the brief times in his youth when he was happy and plunging 60 feet off off cliffs into the cool mountain ponds for a quick swim.
A contented and relaxed sounding sigh eminates from his lips and suddenly there seems to be a youthfulness about him that none have seen for a hundred years or so.
Even after they disembark there is a light spring to his step and a lilt to his lips. Could it be that the taciturn elf is actually smiling?
Brother Bertram Monday January 17th, 2005 6:54:42 PM
We are going to ride on a dragon??? Bertram is almost sick with dread of the thought of flying on the back of the huge Golden Dragon. He is dead last climbing aboard the noble creature. With a prayer to Domi and Gargul, and any other gods listening, Bertram prepares for the scariest trip of his life. The air whipping through his beard and hair made him think back to the time he was climbing in the mines with his friends and his rope broke, plunging him down the dark shaft until a ledge broke his fall; and his arm. All that is heard from his lips is a prayer to die and the moan of a sailor on his first voyage. Even as they fly the sick dwarf seems to age a hundred years. Even after they disembark there is a stagger to his gait and a greenish cast to his skin. Could it be the normally fearless dwarf is going to faint?
((OOC I couldnt resist Kent))
Milo Monday January 17th, 2005 8:49:10 PM
Milo's heart catches in his throat at the idea of riding a dragon. However, his halfling wanderlust momentarily overtakes his good sense, and he watches himself board the creature in anticipation, nearly shaking with excitement. Sitting upon the great gold, he gasps as they take off into the air, holding on for dear life. Once they land, he is vastly disappointed by the short duration of the ride. Realizing he is in unfamiliar territory, he immediately looks around for a comforting face, and then slips into place right next to Olana, giving her hand a playful tug.
Jerry Monday January 17th, 2005 8:49:41 PM
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Back to the Chase -- DM Donna Tuesday February 1st, 2005 1:17:11 PM
The dragonflight back from the famous home of the Gold Dragons adventuring group is as fantastic and quick as the flight there.
"Farewell, then, little ones," the glittering gold dragon says after K'Nara thanks him for the ride on behalf of the party, "It is my honor to have transported you...now I can brag to my brothers and sisters that 'I knew them before they were famous..!"
The rumble of dragon laughter echoes briefly before the drake vanishes in mid-air.
K'Nara sighs, looking around at her group.
"Rossko is fairly sure that Falin has been magicked away in a manner that makes is near impossible for us to trace where he went." the female fighter tells the Talons. "He says that, most likely, Falin himself is going to have to find a way to contact us in order for us to get him back. Until then, he doubts that even Olana's bracelet can overcome the complexity of the magic that was used."
(DM OOC: in case there is anyone who had made any Catacombs purchase, etc, earlier--you may now Officially use whatever you got.)
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 1st, 2005 2:03:29 PM
Bertram climbs off the dragon queasily. He falls to the ground glad to be back on land at last. After a brief rest he examines his axe for a few moments then puts it away and begins praying to Domi and Gargul.
Figment Tuesday February 1st, 2005 11:06:29 PM
The mage looks to the dragon as it leaves. Too bad it wouldn't take them to the stronghold and cut down their travel time. Oh well...
The refreshed mage looks to the others "I suppose we should make great haste if we are to beat Elise to the stronghold. I'd say we better get moving.".
Lian Tuesday February 1st, 2005 11:45:32 PM
He waves, but says nothing to the dragon.
The elf is happy to be on the ground and just waits for the others to start on the road again.
He turns to Figment. "Remember, time stood still with the Dragons. We should still hurry though."
Ready for Take-Off -- DM Donna Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 6:15:21 AM
"Okay, Talons, back to business!" K'Nara says firmly, looking around the campsite. She nods at one of the craggy boulders. "Looks like your friend is still hanging around, Gunther."
The she-panther is crouching warily in the shadow of the boulder, as it is the only "cover" in the area.
"Oh, by the way, this is for you..." K'Nara adds in an off-hand tone, taking from her backpack the package given to her by the Gold Dragons' butler before the Talons had to leave.
"I asked if we could have a nice panther-sized roast for your kitty." the human bladesinger explains. "It's raw and big enough to hold her for a day or so, I should think."
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 6:22:26 AM
(Oh, dang! I forgot to post for Athalorn on Tuesday! Grrr...)
The druid is happy to see the big cat is still lingering about.
Lian Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 6:23:03 AM
The monk helps pick up camp and is ready to set out.
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 8:30:58 AM
While the big cat eats, Bertram takes some time to figure out how to spend the rest of his divy of the treasure from the last adventure. He looks up suddenly, "I think Domi needs a chapel at our new tower."
Gunther Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 8:58:03 AM
Hopping off the dragon as fast as he can, Gunther makes a bee line for the panther, thrilled to see that she decided to stick around. He beams at K'nara and the roast. Grabbing up the slice of meat, he heads over to the kitty and presents it to her. If she will let him, Gunther gently strokes her as he murmurs incessantly about how pretty she is and how much he missed her while he was gone. He looks around at the others and agrees with Figment. "Dose giants cost us a bit of time ve should get moving soon."
DM Donna d20+11=20 Wednesday February 2nd, 2005 10:35:37 AM
As the deific might of the God of War fills Brother Bertram's mind, something seems to prod at the edges of his memory...
(OOC: Rolled a Willpower Save versus DC20 for the good cleric.)
...hey...Bert wasn't able to take his gloves off before the breakfast with the Gold Dragons.
In fact--it's been QUITE some time since he's been able to remove those gloves..!
Milo Thursday February 3rd, 2005 12:06:04 AM
Glad to be back on the trail of his former kidnapper, Milo draws his short sword and gives it a playful twirl before sheathing it again. Staying close to Olana, the halfling rogue appears to be bubbling with energy, "I agree with Gunther. I should get a move on."
Olana Thursday February 3rd, 2005 12:28:41 AM
Olana springs off the back of the dragon and runs a hand through tangled hair. "Well, that was exciting, wasn't it!" she grins, still all of a tizzy with the dragon meeting and the proposal.
Settling down, she quickly re-braids her hair, checks her gear, and is ready for the off. "Which way? Do we know?"
Brother Bertram Thursday February 3rd, 2005 4:28:22 AM
With a roar, Bertram comes out of his seat, jerking on his gloves, staggering about, falling onto the ground, swearing in several languages as he rolls about.
Now What??? -- DM Donna d20=18 Thursday February 3rd, 2005 6:02:22 AM
K'Nara smiles as Gunther offers the good-sized hunk of meat to the feline and the panther accepts it with alacrity. The black cat devours her meal, suffering the human man's attention with a single half-hearted growl before devoting herself to her meal.
The leader of the Talons nods when Brother Bertram announces his idea about a space at the Tower devoted to Domi...but before she can assure him that this is a matter that will be discussed later, the dwarven cleric seems to go mad!
"Bertram! Bertram!" K'Nara shouts, running up to the struggling brother. "What in The Wold is wrong???" The human bladesinger steps closer and then back as Brother Bert continues his struggles with...whatever.
Figment d20+21=30 Thursday February 3rd, 2005 7:57:27 AM
The mage looks at the cleric, afraid to try and restrain such a powerful man. He scrutinizes him closely for any sign of what might be causing him to act this way. (Arcana 30).
Gunther Thursday February 3rd, 2005 11:21:29 AM
The warrior starts at Bertram's behavior, striding over to the dwarf, Gunther lays his hands on the cleric's shoulders. "Calm down...vhat's wrong? Vhat can ve do?" Totally at a loss as to what to do, Gunther tries to calm his friend.
Brother Bertram Thursday February 3rd, 2005 2:28:14 PM
With a roar of rage the squat cleric turns on Gunther. Aye I will tell you whats wrong! Get these *&^%%@# gloves off me! I cant get them off! They just cling like some sort of rabid weasel, not letting go!" Bertram thrusts both gloves up to Gunther, hoping the warrior can rip them free.
Milo Thursday February 3rd, 2005 8:22:08 PM
Initially startled at Bertram's outburst, Milo settles into a grin that slowly, inexorably migrates across his face, "Where did you get the gloves Bertram? You really shouldn't try wearing strange magical handwear like that. Ahem..." It takes considerable effort on the halfling's part to stifle a chuckle, and wipe the grin from his face. However, he does manage some modicum of seriousness in the end.
Lian Friday February 4th, 2005 1:47:27 AM
(OOC: Sheesh, sorry for no Lian or Athalorn post Thursday. I was updating computer stuff.)
The monk looks at his dwarven friend. "Bertram, relax. It's probably easy to explain. You haven't washed your hands in months! The gloves have simply bonded to the dirt." The elf smiles and looks at the ground, chuckling silently. Lian looks back at the cleric, "Sorry... *snicker*, I just thought...*snicker*..." He breaks into full uncontrollable laughter.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Friday February 4th, 2005 1:51:03 AM
The druid steps between the monk and the cleric so that the dwarf can't see the monk. "Brother, it is likely a curse of sorts, chances are we can get those removed when we get the Ferryman's curse removed as well. Stay calm and you should be fine."
Olana Friday February 4th, 2005 1:55:35 AM
"A curse?" exclaims the elf, watching all the goings on. She wrinkles her nose. "Oh dear - they aren't nice. Not nice at all."
Brother Bertram Friday February 4th, 2005 4:26:57 AM
Bertram slowly calmed himself. "That no good, backstabbing Mechanical Dragon..thing." Bertram is off on another round of swearing for a moment then slowly calms himself. "Well perhaps Domi can do something about it." Bertram walks away from the group a few feet,kneels, and prays to Domi for assistance. As he prays he tries again to remove the stubborn gloves. ((OOC casts Remove Curse)
Gunther Friday February 4th, 2005 11:32:28 AM
The warrior watches with wonder and amazement as Bertram casts his spell. He hadn't heard much about cursed items, but he knew they were a pain...and sometimes hard to remove. He stands ready to try and help rip the gloves off the dwarf's hands should the spell fail to work.
Getting the Gloves Off -- DM Donna Friday February 4th, 2005 11:53:01 AM
"Can't get them OFF?" K'Nara echoes, then she groans. "Don't tell me that they're--"
At this point, several of the more arcanely-apt members of the party immediately state how the gloves may be cursed.
"How can that be?" the chestnut-maned woman asks, looking at Figment and Ingrge with puzzled eyes. "You both carefully Identified the items from Fae Skiemir...?"
Brother Bertram, meanwhile, must roll a Spell Check of his Remove Curse spell versus the magic of the cursed gloves--a DC of 16.
Brother Bertram Friday February 4th, 2005 4:35:15 PM
((OOCBertram automatically saves with a 21))
Milo Friday February 4th, 2005 7:13:49 PM
"Um... that is horrible. How do we get them off you Bertram?" Milo is dumbfounded, feeling rather useless in situations such as this. He is incredibly thankful for having friends that are more inclined toward the arcane.
Figment Saturday February 5th, 2005 9:32:53 AM
Seeing his ally's trouble he says "We can tell you what things are - we cannot tell you about curses. That must fall to the clerics...". He looks on as the dwarf casts, wanting to wait to see what the results are before offering spells of his own.
Ingrge Saturday February 5th, 2005 9:40:39 AM
(OOC - Geesh, sorry all. I just missed a week of posting and didn't even realize it.....)
Having remained very quiet since leaving the Gold's castle, Ingrge has remained fairly aloof and distant from the Talons only answering direct questions and not speaking at all to Milo or Olana, unless absolutely necessary.
As K'nara asks about the identifying of the items Ingrge looks over at her and shrugs.
"Often times cursed items will register as some other item and that is how they show up."
"He then walks over to Bertram and asks do you need some help with that or do you have it covered?"
If needed he will take out a remove curse scroll and use it.
Bibbidee-Bobbidee-Boo... - DM Donna Saturday February 5th, 2005 8:42:09 PM
If Brother Bertram wants to know whether his spell worked, he's going to have to at least try to peel off the gloves...
Brother Bertram Saturday February 5th, 2005 10:39:57 PM
Bertram hurriedly jerks at the gloves, trying again to get them off...
Revelations - DM Donna Sunday February 6th, 2005 6:48:58 AM
K'Nara rolls her hazel eyes when Figment and Ingrge explain about the nature of magic items.
"Oh, just great!" she mutters. "Next time, we're just gonna shop at the Catacombs, then--their stock is guaranteed curse-free."
The beleaguered dwarven cleric's efforts to remove the detrimental Gauntlets of Fumbling pays off--the gloves are handily (and FINALLY!) stripped off his hands.
"If we don't have any OTHER cursed items to unmagick," K'Nara says with an annoyed sigh, "I'd like for us to get moving on down the trail--this Elese person has a LOT to answer for..!"
Brother Bertram Sunday February 6th, 2005 8:47:23 AM
Bertram pants, staring at the gloves then his hands, open, raw sores covered his hands, it was obvious the gloves had been on there for a very long time. He carefully tended to his wounds, then tucked the gloves away deep in his pack. "I am sorry everyone. I didnt mean to scare you." The dwarf looks sheepish to say the least.
Figment Sunday February 6th, 2005 9:47:11 AM
Seeing the dwarf get them off, the mage says "And I too am sorry for not seeing their curse. I've heard that such gloves do appear to gauntlets of power.".
Brother Bertram Sunday February 6th, 2005 9:03:46 PM
Bertram finally calming down turns to Figment nodding, "To my eye, Friend Figment, I felt so much faster with them on, but alas I have realized I cannot hit anything in combat as of late. I wonder what wizard sits around thinking up such things. I would like to pay him a vist." He grins a bit, regaining his composure somewhat.
Gunther Sunday February 6th, 2005 10:57:51 PM
Once Brother Bertram looks in the clear, Gunther gives him a hearty slap on the back. "Told you dat stuff vas bad news...vhy do you tink I sold all mine?" Gunther winks at the dwarf in good hearted fun and then heads down the trail following K'nara.
Olana Monday February 7th, 2005 12:44:37 AM
Olana breathes a sigh of relief. "Well, thank goodness for that! Should we burn them or something, do you think? The gloves, I mean."
Lian Monday February 7th, 2005 1:16:43 AM
"Perhaps burning them is a good idea. However, I think we should keep them and sell them to get a few gold for Bertram's trouble, if possible."
The elf looks at the gloves, than at his gloves. "They look alot alike, but I DID buy mine in the Catacombs, thankfully." He gives his gloves a secret little 'tug' to be sure they are easily removed.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Monday February 7th, 2005 1:17:53 AM
"I'm glad this little delay has been remedied, but perhaps we should move along now, quickly?" Suggests the druid.
Brother Bertram Monday February 7th, 2005 4:26:39 AM
Bertram grinned wolfishly, "I was thinking of sending them to Endrin as a gift. Just to thank him for everything." But no I wont burn them, we may find some use for them yet.
Onward and Upward - DM Donna Monday February 7th, 2005 11:48:33 AM
The Talons are finally organized enough to continue on their way. K'Nara orders Milo and Olana to scout ahead of the party and keep their eyes peeled for signs of either the stronghold or of Elese's party traveling along towards it.
The party continues on through some of the worst terrain they have ever had to deal with so far. There is very little water and what they do find is suspect.
There are few animals to be seen as well--although they believe they might have seen a pride of Basilisks sunning themselves on another ridge. Snakes and scorpions of all sizes abound in this area.
The Badlands are very cold at night and extremely hot during the day. There is little real growth any where to be seen, though occasionally a fairly large patch of Thornbush pops out of nowhere.
The feeling of being watched is continuous and at times you swear you see a goblin or orc head pop out from behind a rock just to disappear again immediately. The terrain is mountainous desert with an occasional cave, lava pool, and bubbling acid pools.
As Milo and Olana come over the top of a ridge, they see built into the side of a cliff is what can only be the compound they are looking for (Olana instantly recognizes the place as the buildings that had been glimpsed in Maisie's scrying).
The stronghold seems to be extremely well built. The front and side walls are 50 feet tall and really thick. There appears to be a 20' wide by 40' long passage that leads to a small courtyard with a large, well built gate that sits in the middle of the opposite wall. There are many arrow slits that allow defense of the passage way.
Leading up to the entrance to the stronghold, however, is the rocky trail that Elese and her crew must be following to get here--there is no discernable movement on or within the stronghold at this moment. The ridge Milo and Olana are on mirrors Elese's trail.
Lian Monday February 7th, 2005 8:08:12 PM
The monk stays low and quiet, but vigilant. He seems on edge, but that might be expected. "Where is everyone? Shouldn't there be more sentries?" He whispers.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Monday February 7th, 2005 8:12:35 PM
The druid hasn't been too comfortable in the barren area, but he's is doing okay considering. After all, even this place is part of Mother Wold.
When coming upon the ridge and the fort he turns to K'Nara. "Would you like me to do some ariel recon? I could take the form of something unassuming... like a vulture or the like?"
Milo Monday February 7th, 2005 8:47:25 PM
Seeing the compound, Milo drops down quickly so as not to be seen himself, and turns to Olana, "Whadd'ya think? Lets drop back and tell the group what we found." The excitement at perhaps arriving at their intended location is evident on the halfling's face.
Brother Bertram Monday February 7th, 2005 8:54:17 PM
Bertram trudges along with the others keeping an eye out for problems.
Gunther Monday February 7th, 2005 11:13:27 PM
The further they travel into the Badlands, the more anxious the warrior becomes. The occasional sight of orcs causes Gunther to become downright spooked. He constantly casts around in extreme paranoia and completely loses his jovial banter. As the terrain worsens, Gunther makes good use of his ring and shares his food and water rations with the panther and Athalorn's eagle.
While they wait for Milo and Olana to return, Gunther's hands nervously relax and tighten on the grip of his sword, as though something deep within the man demands that he either fight or flee.
Olana d20+14=25 d20+12=16 Tuesday February 8th, 2005 12:26:35 AM
Olana nods at Milo, ducks down, and signals to the others to be stealthy.
She then studies the ridge to figure out the best way down without being seen.
(Survival DC25, Search DC16)
Figment Tuesday February 8th, 2005 8:03:46 AM
The mage travels along with the others and graciously thanks Gunther for his food and drink. "So is this place deserted or guarded? Are we guests or can we simply tke over the place for awhile?". When it comes into view he offers to fly up with Antalorn and invisibly look it over more closely.
Scoping Out Possibilities - DM Donna Tuesday February 8th, 2005 12:09:59 PM
K'Nara listens to Milo and Olana's initial report about the stronghold...and the ranger's observations about the ridge (which, to Olana's eye, likely could provide a way down to the trail that Elese was traveling if the group backtracks along it--she just can't say for sure when that will happen, because both the ridge and the trail curves away behind yet another peak.)
"We didn't pass time when we had breakfast with the Gold Dragons..." K'Nara says contemplatively, "...which means we still OUGHT to be between twelve and eighteen hours ahead of Elese and her group...IF they didn't use magic to get to Blackshadow Hall before we have..." She turns to Athalorn.
"That idea is good--use the form of a vulture and scope out the stronghold from above," the leader of the Talons tells the druid, "I suspect that any of the towers or guardpoints won't have more than one person per...unless Elese DID beat us here--then she will doubtless have ordered everyone at her disposal to man the stations and be ready for us, knowing we are following her." K'Nara turns back to Milo and Olana.
"Backtrack the ridge--carefully, now! We need to see if there is a way down to that trail...preferably out of sight of the stronghold." the female fighter says, rubbing her chin. "I'm hoping we might be able to set up an ambush for our band of thieves out of sight of Blackshadow Hall--if we're lucky, we can get that artifact back before anyone in the stronghold realizes that Elese is back."
Ingrge Tuesday February 8th, 2005 6:14:29 PM
Following along beside Bertram the elf has nearly become withdrawn, rarely speaking and never initiating a conversation as he hears the report about the keep Ingrge separates himself from the group a bit and casts a quick spell (Locate Object - Serpent Star)and awaits the outcome.
Milo d20+18=21 d20+21=35 Tuesday February 8th, 2005 9:24:35 PM
Milo nods in acceptance of K'nara's plan, and gives Olana a moment to prepare herself before skulking off, along side Olana, to backtrack along the trail. (OOC: Hide DC 21, and Move Silently DC 35. These reflect a -5 penalty for moving at normal speed, rather than half speed).
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 8th, 2005 10:22:46 PM
As they walk Bertram murmurs to the elf under his breath, "Friend Ingrge I hope you are not angry with me. I would not have harsh feelings between us." He says this quietly as not to draw the others into thier conversation. He grows silent respectfully as The elf uses his magic.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) d20+19=23 d20+19=20 Wednesday February 9th, 2005 12:48:23 AM
"As you wish K'Nara." The druid shifts into a very ugly vulture and takes off. He does a fly-over of the ridge then circles the towers and parapet(if any). The druid also makes a trip into the courtyard and gate area. (Spot 23, Survival 20) He looks for landmarks that may not be natural, like traps, snares or the like.
Lian Wednesday February 9th, 2005 12:50:15 AM
"What do you want me to do K'Nara? I could scout."
Olana d20+14=16 d20+16=19 d20+15=34 Wednesday February 9th, 2005 1:40:27 AM
(Dig those yucky rolls.) Moving off quietly in Milo's wake, Olana casts her eyes along the ridge, looking for a likely ambush spot. Ingrge's behaviour has her a little distracted however.
Survival DC 16 Spot DC 19 Move Silently DC 34
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Wednesday February 9th, 2005 6:17:00 AM
The vulture circle high and looks carefully for signs of inhabitants.
Lian Wednesday February 9th, 2005 6:17:34 AM
He waits for K'Nara's orders.
An-Ambushin' We Will Go
Getting the Skinny - DM Donna Wednesday February 9th, 2005 9:13:46 AM
"We'll let Athalorn, Olana and Milo do the recon for the moment." K'Nara assures Lian and Figment.
Athalorn's sharpened senses pick out the various sentry posts as the "vulture" soars over the stronghold. None of the men at their posts look alarmed, not even when a few of them spot the scavenger in the sky. There do not seem to be too many guards about--most of the posts have only one, though the towers that flank the front entrance have two guards each.
Milo and Olana follow the ridge that mirrors the path that the Talons are all assuming that Elese and her crew have taken...around the bend and about a mile and a half from the stronghold the terrain becomes stable enough to support going up from the flanking ridge and down to the road. Just less than another half-mile after that, a fortuitiously-grouped arrangement of various-sized boulders on either side of that trail.
What a remarkably effective place for an ambush..!
Gunther Wednesday February 9th, 2005 2:41:20 PM
The warrior rocks gently from foot to foot in nervious anticipation.
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 9th, 2005 8:03:14 PM
As they wait, Bertram carefully tests the edge of his axe, and prays to Domi and Gargul for protection and aid.
Milo d20+18=30 d20+21=22 Wednesday February 9th, 2005 10:21:58 PM
Milo silently signals Olana to follow him as he circles around one side of the boulders, to see if indeed an ambush had been set. (OOC: Hide DC 30, Move Silently DC 22. These reflect a -5 penalty for moving at full speed.)
Olana d20+14=19 d20+17=25 d20+16=20 Thursday February 10th, 2005 2:14:14 AM
Olana is to one side of the track, perusing the boulders, assessing their suitability as a base for ambush. Milo's behaviour has her quietly nocking an arrow. Yeah, it would be a pity if they were checking the boulders only to be leapt upon themselves. Moving back and forth, staying about 20ft away, she tries to see if anyone's hiding. Then she moves closer to check for tracks. If things are okay, she supposes it's back to the group, a toute vitesse. to tell the others.
Survival DC 19 Listen DC 25 Spot DC 20
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Thursday February 10th, 2005 2:47:09 AM
Athalorn will return after a few minutes and relay the information to K'Nara and the group.
Lian Thursday February 10th, 2005 2:54:26 AM
The monk sort of hangs his head at K'Nara's words, but he waits patiently. "As soon as they return, we'll know what to expect. I can't wait to be on the other end of an ambush." He rubs his hands together.
Figment Thursday February 10th, 2005 7:43:50 AM
"Obviously, it will be best to get them before they get to the hall since it is inhabited. If they get there then they may be selling it or handing it off to another - and have help.".
Reporting In - DM Donna Thursday February 10th, 2005 9:27:14 AM
The druid confirms K'Nara's hypothesis--within the stronghold are guards at stations, but none of them are especially alert. It's highly unlikely that Elese has arrived before the Talons have.
K'Nara smiles at Lian's anticipation and nods agreement with Figment's comment.
"My hope precisely, Figment." she says. "I wonder how Milo and Olana's scouting is coming along..?"
About two miles away, the halfling and the ranger are using all their skills to make sure that the potential ambush site isn't already occupied.
It isn't. No sign of anybody in the area.
Milo and Olana speed back to the others and tell them of the site.
DM OOC: I'll be be putting a map together so that the PCs can plan where they want to position themselves in the intended ambush. The players will be receiving it via email today...hopefully.
Milo Thursday February 10th, 2005 8:26:38 PM
After relaying the information regarding the ambush site, Milo indicates that he'd like to be close to the road, hiding behind one of the smaller boulders. (V15)
Ingrge Thursday February 10th, 2005 9:21:33 PM
Waiting for any possible results from his spell he is kind of oblivious to other things around him.
Gunther Thursday February 10th, 2005 11:07:06 PM
The warrior drops some of his anxiety at the prospect of ambushing Elese and her crew. "I am not very stealthy... I vill eder need to hide behind von of de boulders or have invisibility cast on me. I prefer de later, but hiding is goot too."
Olana Friday February 11th, 2005 12:30:56 AM
"I'm probably better off being a little further back, then I can make full use of my bow. There's a big boulder set back aways that I could hide behind."
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DM Donna Friday February 11th, 2005 7:03:26 AM
(OOC: apologies to Ingrge--missed the initial post!)
The weapon mage attempts to focus on the location of the Serpent Star...he can tell that it exists...but not within the mere 720-foot-range of his spell.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Friday February 11th, 2005 8:07:29 PM
The druid looks around for inconspicuous places to hide and cast from. Or even places to lay natural traps, pit-falls or the like.
He also looks for small animals in the area, one that might be dangerous, like scorpions, vipers, the like.
He uses his Trackless Step ability, not leaving tracks in the surrounding area. The druid also suggests, "We should cover up our tracks to this place. Who would be traveling in this area? they should be covered."
"What sorts of people was Elese traveling with in the visions, Ingrge, Figment?"
5th Level (2) DC = 20 Call Lightning Storm, Wall of Thorns
Lian Friday February 11th, 2005 8:18:13 PM
During the ambush, Lian plans to stay near the spellcasters or K'Nara. "K'Nara, what are your plans for me? During the ambush I mean."
Figment Friday February 11th, 2005 10:06:31 PM
The mage smiles at the reports as the Talons finally catch a break. "Seems we have an ambush to set after all...".
Ambush 101 -- DM Donna Monday February 14th, 2005 6:23:15 AM
K'Nara looks around the area and nods at Milo's and Olana's suggestions as to where they should be when Elese happens into the area.
"Our set-up will be most effective if we can first allow our spellcasters to get off as many of their long-range offensive spells as possible...soften up the enemy and THEN have those of us who are best at hand-to-hand mop up the remainder of the group." the leader of the Talons says. "Something else that would be really nice to utilize would be some kind of trap between these two larger boulders that flank the trail--something like a Web that is also Invisible, or a pit that has the illusion of solid ground over it...or something as simple as having that part of the trail suddenly become a bunch of sticky, hard-to-move-through mud..." She looks at Ingrge, Figment, Athalorn and Bertram.
"Got any specific spells you think can work well like that..?" K'Nara asks.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Monday February 14th, 2005 10:26:34 AM
"I can't move earth on this day with any spells I've prepared, however, I can utilize the several long range spells I have on hand. As well as my Wall of Thorns, which I was considering using as a blockade just behind the group to prevent escape. I also have a Earth softening spell prepared, if that can be of use."
5th Level (2) DC = 20 Call Lightning Storm, Wall of Thorns
Lian Monday February 14th, 2005 10:28:41 AM
Lian looks at K'nara. "As long as I can beat the snot out of my 'girl friend' at least once, I'll be happy." He helps with whatever manual labor that will be needed for the ambush.
Ingrge Monday February 14th, 2005 5:52:05 PM
Looking around the area, Ingrge nods his head. It could work here (indicating the two boulders closet to the path). If I cast a web between these to boulders and then cast a nondetection spell it should make it nearly impossible to locate other than by getting stuck on it. Just make sure that you know where it is so you all don't get stuck in it.
So said he casts a web spell and then casts non detection on the web.
Brother Bertram Monday February 14th, 2005 6:56:00 PM
Bertram looks about the area thoughtfully. "With them trapped in that small of an area I could rain down a sizeable amount of fire upon thier heads. Perhaps not enough to kill them...But more than enough for them to know Domi's wrath." Bertram grins at the thought.
Figment Monday February 14th, 2005 10:10:18 PM
Looking over the ambush site, the mage carefully considers the options. "I do not have any illisory spells available, nor one for excavating a pit. I would suggest that I focus my attacks on Elise and that the archers do too. She is our most fearsome foe. She has measured us in Fae, she knows our strengths and weaknesses - and she has the artifact and knows how to use it. At least to a degree. I have some special surprises specifically for her. I would suggest I focus on her and that Ingrge blast them with some solid area spells like fireballs and such. Bertram can as well as he has said. I will focus on Elise and hopefully prevent her from casting anything particularly nasty. Also, I have many spells I can cast on the fighters to make them more able and protect them from harm.". He looks to the warrior woman. "I want to be clear - I am going to attempt to kill them all. I am not going to show mercy. These people have murdered our allies - or those who once were our allies. If they get the upper hand they will kill us without mercy. And when they are taken care of, the HOL will be along shortly with their demon. We must be prepared to take them out too before they kill us - and they will if we don't strike first as they carve that nice symbol of love on all of our chests that they are so fond of. This may be a long day, indeed.".
Milo Monday February 14th, 2005 11:09:15 PM
Milo's expression is one of studied neutrality as Figment rants on about kill this and death that. The halfling certainly has his own ideas about the way combat should be, but chooses to remain quiet for the time being.
Olana Tuesday February 15th, 2005 12:32:46 AM
Olana nibbles on the corner of her lip as the tactics are discussed, her eyes focussed on middle distance.
"Maybe I should look for something big to shoot at. The next immediate threat after Elese."
Lian Tuesday February 15th, 2005 6:50:59 AM
"I have gotten over her, Elese I mean."
He pauses. "I think I'd be best taking on her foot soldiers. However, where I go is up to K'nara."
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Tuesday February 15th, 2005 6:54:25 AM
"K'Nara, did you want me to take to flight and signal the Talons when Elese's group is in sight?" Asks the druid. "Or ask Glannath too do so?"
Setting Up the Ambush - DM Donna Tuesday February 15th, 2005 6:58:23 AM
K'Nara's grin is wide and confident when Ingrge sets up the nigh-invisible Web. However, her smile disappears when Figment speaks.
"People die in battle." she replies. "I don't expect quarter to be given--and they probably won't think to ask. However...the thing that has just now caught my attention once more is..." The human bladesinger draws in a breath that she exhales sharply.
"...I had completely forgotten about the Hands of Love!" She turns to Athalorn. "Keep your spells handy...but I'd like you to use your very effective tactic of using the form of a vulture to do aerial recon--circle our position and let us know when you see someone coming."
K'Nara then assigns everyone who did not specify a particular position different places on the map. She places the hand-to-hand fighter-types behind the flanking boulders of the trail and assigns Ingrge a spot near Olana. Figment is placed on top of the ridge--she hands him her only Levitation potion.
"Get up there, use your patented Improved Invisible spell and rain down death from on high...but Fly down if you feel the need to do so." she tells him. "And be VERY careful--I don't want to have to peel another demon from your throat again...especially any stinky ones!" Her hazel eyes sparkle with humor and she winks at the wizard.
"Anyone needs any combat boosting spells..? Last call..!"
DM OOC: this is a link to a page where I've placed the map with everyone's planned position on it:
Gunther (AC26 HP 73/73) Tuesday February 15th, 2005 8:52:55 AM
The warrior smiles at K'nara's placement. She was so good at seeing those kind of things. Crouching down behind the boulder next to the panther, Gunther activates his animated shield and pulls out a barkskin potion. "Dis is all I have. I'll drink it before dey get here. I vould like to have some oder spells like Bull's Strength and Cat's Grace if anyvon has de time." Gunther grabs his sword and shifts from foot to foot as he waits for his prey to show up."
OOC Sorry for the missed posts...been a little busy with RL.
Ingrge Tuesday February 15th, 2005 5:12:19 PM
Ok all before we get started I have several scrolls remaining, that I can cast on people. I have 5 haste scrolls, 2 fox's cunning, 2 stone skin, 2 eagle's spleandor, and one owl's wisdom. I also have an endurance and a blur potion someone can use if it will help them. Bertram, how would you like to have a greater invisibility spell cast upon you?
Speak now and i will see what I can do.
(Donna let me know how much Ingge and Figment can get done in the time we might have.)
Gunther Tuesday February 15th, 2005 7:02:45 PM
Gunther looks over at Ingrge. "I vould take a haste. I vould like a stone skin, but you should use it on somevon who needs it more dan me."
Figment (Fly, Greater Invisibility) d4+1=2 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 d4+1=4 Tuesday February 15th, 2005 11:14:02 PM
When the quarry has been spotted (e.g. I'd expect to know 20-30 minutes before they got there), the mage casts the following spells when appropriate (Note: I'll leave it to K'Nara to recommend the application): 2 Cat's Grace [+2,+5], 2 Bull's Strength [+2, +4], 2 Stoneskins [110], 1 Protection from Evil +1, 1 Magic Weapon. He politely declines K'Nara's levitation potion, option for flight instead. Once in flight to the boulder he casts greater invisibility on himself and prepares for battle. (I expect we would have ample time to time the spells so they don't expire before the battle).
Milo Wednesday February 16th, 2005 12:42:35 AM
Milo takes his time to hide behind the boulder that marks his assigned spot. Once hidden, he remains perfectly still, short sword in hand. (OOC: Taking 20 to hide gets Milo a DC 43.)
Olana Wednesday February 16th, 2005 1:59:25 AM
"A Cat's Grace and Bulls Strength would be nice," says the elf.
She's starting to get a little on edge, thinking about the oncoming battle, and hops from one foot to the other until settling into position.
Last Minute Preparations - DM Donna Wednesday February 16th, 2005 6:28:50 AM
The leader of the Talons advises that Bertram receives a Greater Invisibility...Athalorn, too, if there is another of those spells handy.
She also recommends that Lian, Gunther, and herself receive Stoneskins, Bull's Strength and Cat's Grace--unless any of them have magic items that would negate the bonuses of any of the spells.
If any Stoneskins, Bull's Strength or Cat's Grace spells are left, K'Nara would like to see Bertram beefed up for battle, as well as Milo and Olana getting their dexterity boosted at the very least.
(OOC: there is just about enough time to cast the spells that have been listed in the previous posts before everyone can tuck themselves into their various positions.)
K'Nara tells Athalorn to use his ability to assume bird form and get in the air--he is to signal when he spots Elise's group approaching by sending Glannath back to the Talons. Athalorn, himself, isn't to return until Elise and her group are within one minute of coming upon the ambush site. This is when Athalorn can settle himself into his position on the ridge next to Figment. The redhead assures the druid that she'll be able to see him because, apparently, her sword confers the ability for her to see invisible things.
"We'll wait until the enemy is within about twenty feet of Ingrge's Web," K'Nara outlines her plan, "Once that happens, Bertram, Athalorn, Ingrge and Figment can use whatever spells at their discretion to hit the enemy. They should be far enough away from those of us by the boulders so that we don't get hit by any area effects. Everyone not casting spells should either use what missiles they have on hand or wait until the...ah...smoke clears a bit before moving in for hand-to-hand. Hopefully, the attack will spur any of the enemy who lives right into that Web between the boulders." K'Nara looks around at everyone with eager hazel eyes.
"Okay...is everyone all set..?"
Figment (Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis) Wednesday February 16th, 2005 8:02:02 AM
The mage offers his Invisibility spell to whichever person doesn't have one yet. He adds See Invisible to his active spells so he has no unpleasant suprises like a demon grabbing him.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps) Wednesday February 16th, 2005 8:41:34 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self)
The druid takes to the air in vulture form and makes several passes over the group and the pass. He will return when spotting Elese and will report on the number of Elese's band that he counts. When he returns, he gets into his position beside Figment. He casts Barkskin +4 on himself and waits.
The druid happily excepts any spells offered to him. ------------------------------------ Prepared Spells 0 Level (6) DC = 15 Create Water, Detect Magic, Light, Mending, Purify Food & Drink, Resistance
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
5th Level (2) DC = 20 Call Lightning Storm, Wall of Thorns
Lian (AC 31, 47hps) Wednesday February 16th, 2005 8:50:30 AM
"I would be grateful for a Stoneskin and Bull's Strength. Though any enhancements would be great." The monk grins slightly.
"It's times like these I wish I had kept my bow."
(Lian is Totally Defensive, +6 dodge to AC for a round)
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 16th, 2005 1:29:47 PM
Bertram moves to his assigned spot and prepares his spell, praying to Domi for his aid.
Ingrge Wednesday February 16th, 2005 6:40:38 PM
Ingrge and Figment get rolling on spell casting, hitting everyone with something.
Bertram - Greater invisibility, Stone skinn (110), haste
Milo Wednesday February 16th, 2005 10:49:27 PM
Milo is keenly aware of the lack of magical assistance he receives, but cares very little. He is proudly aware of his own skill in battle, and believes that all the magic he needs lay in the gear he already possesses. Remaining still next to his boulder, the halfling waits for the coming storm to erupt.
Gunther (AC31, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2, Cat's Grace +4???, Bull's Strength +4???) Wednesday February 16th, 2005 11:36:53 PM
Grinning from ear to ear, Gunther is thrilled with the magical enhancements. Anticipation is thick about him, and he shifts restlessly from foot to foot in anticipation of the up coming "surprise party".
OOC In 3.5 Bull's Strength and Cat's Grace are straight out +4. I wasn't sure if Gunther got the Cat's Grace and the Bull's Strength...just let me know.
Olana (Cats Str, Bulls Grace, haste) Thursday February 17th, 2005 2:11:00 AM
Olana makes a quick check of her weapons, gives a thumbs up to Ingrge as a thank you, and blows a quick kiss at Milo, before crouching down behind her boulder, set back aways from the track.
Lian (AC 32, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Thursday February 17th, 2005 5:24:49 AM
(OOC: Gunther is quite right about the bull's strength, however, Ingrge is quite the intelligent fellow, perhaps he has a secret about his spells? ;))
(Lian is Totally Defensive, +6 dodge to AC for a round)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste
"Thanks Ingrge." The monk will gladly accept any from Figment as well.
The monk remains quite tense. It is quite obvious, even to Lian, that Milo is quite unenchanted, as it were. :)
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Thursday February 17th, 2005 5:32:48 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4 (Ingrge) Blur (Ingrge)
Upon return, he gladly accepts the spells granted him, then he conveys what he has seen, a little out of breath.
"It's Elese, galloping hell-for-leather along the trail towards the Blackshadow Hall.
There is a group of other riders about 30 seconds behind her...and it's quite obvious that she does NOT wish to be caught by them, as the other riders include a cleric wearing the marks of the Hands Of Love."
He looks to K'Nara. "Now what? Is it a ruse do you think?" He askes anxiously. "Weren't really counting on the the HoL."
Imminent Arrival - DM Donna Thursday February 17th, 2005 6:34:44 AM
K'Nara gives Ingrge a sharp look and a frown, but offers up both a Cat's Grace potion and a Bull's Strength potion to Milo, who will have just enough time to take them from her and drink them, should he choose to do so.
Athalorn's report makes the leader of the Talons pause.
"Hmmmm...if she's galloping that fast," K'Nara muses, "Then Elese will blunder into the Web for sure..." After a moment of contemplation, the female fighter asks:
"Does anyone have a Silence spell? If they do, cast it in the immediate area of the Web..." K'Nara says with a grin, "...since I'm almost positive that Elise will be the person who will fall into that trap first--it will keep her from using spells. However, be ready to hit her with the original spells you were going to use, in case she doesn't blunder into the Web or manages to break free of it." K'Nara went to where she was planning to wait for the imminent arrival of Elese...and company.
"Meanwhile, we can save most of our ammunition for the HOL goons on her heels." So saying, K'Nara takes out her bow and makes sure her quiver of arrows are at the ready.
Figment (Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) Thursday February 17th, 2005 7:02:48 AM
"How many are in the other group?. I don't have silence memorized. Sounds like we have time to cast 3 spells at Elise before the riders close. I may be able to give us more time. We sould probably be able to take her out and get the lantern before the HOL arrives. Then the rules change...". The mage takes his position and waits for Elise. When she hits the web he casts. If she breaks through he pursues her in the air and casts.
Gunther (AC31, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2, Cat's Grace +4???, Bull's Strength +4???) Thursday February 17th, 2005 10:09:35 AM
Gunther waits impatiently for the combat to begin. He looks over at his companion, and suddenly feels ashamed...here he is magiced to the nines and he has completely negleted his kitty. He looks over at Ingrge. "I am ashamed...do you have anoder stoneskin for de kitty? I should have had you cast it on her." Regardless of the outcome, Gunther crouches down behind the boulder, ready to pounce when the trap is sprung.
Kent Thursday February 17th, 2005 5:06:02 PM
(ooc the spells that people received are posted above. That is all that Ingrge and Figment have and Ingrge is now out of scolls.
Jay in all honesty Milo's being missed was an oversight on my part. Ingrge may be angry, jealous and not happy with the Halfling but he doesn't really want him dead.
I just didn't see that he requested any and I didn't see K'nara mention any and just for got to count.)
As to the +2s for the cat's grace and bull's strength, they were left over scrolls from 3.o that never got converted. If Donna wants to make them +4 all the way around that is ok with me.)
Ingrge Thursday February 17th, 2005 5:15:47 PM
"I am sorry Gunther I do not; I too should have thought of that, for she is a fine companion for this group of misfits. after a moment of thought Ingrge grins to himself and aims his staff at the cat and releases on charge. Suddenly the cat is no longer quite as easily seen as she was before (Displacement).
Taking his place near Olana in the rocks up front Ingrge readies his spell components, lays his bow and arrows out for easy access and places his staff near at hand. taking a wand out of his pack he leans it against one of the boulders, closes his eyes and waits.
Brother Bertram Thursday February 17th, 2005 6:06:23 PM
Bertram quickly says another prayer and feels the power of Domi working. (OOC Divine Favor)
Milo Thursday February 17th, 2005 8:23:33 PM
Milo smiles at K'nara, "Thank you, but no, my gloves negate the effect of the potion of cat's grace, and making me stronger is pointless, since my skills rely on precision rather than brute force. However, I appreciate the offer." Milo returns Olana's blown kiss, and then ducks behind the boulder to hide himself. (OOC: I actually thought it was more interesting that Ingrge would do that on purpose. = ) From a roleplaying perspective anyhow. Hide check DC 43 for taking 20.)
Olana Friday February 18th, 2005 1:07:56 AM
Olana takes a few deep breaths, and does her best to calm herself before the enemy appear on the track. Silently, she says a few prayers to the tree gods of Culverwood.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Friday February 18th, 2005 5:23:58 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins
Athalorn nods at K'Nara and gets into positon and casts Call Lightning Storm. (1 round to cast, lasts 9 mins, upto nine 5d6 bolts, DC 22 ref for half)
Lian (AC 32, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Friday February 18th, 2005 5:29:27 AM
(Lian is Totally Defensive, +6 dodge to AC for a round)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste
The monk simply waits for Elise and the HoL to arrive.
(Kent, I know you meant no disrespect to Milo/Chris, but I(and Lian) found it quite amusing. :) Please don't take offense.)
The Sound of a Trap Being Sprung - DM Donna d20=8 Friday February 18th, 2005 7:39:40 AM DM OOC: All scroll spells operate as per 3.5 rules, whatever their origin. Plus: I keep mispelling the nemesis name--it's supposed to be Elese!
Also, please list your PC status in the Post Name box, thusly:
PC Name (AC#; Current HP/Original,Pre-Combat HP; Magic Effects Upon PC)
K'Nara nods to Milo, replacing the potion bottles and getting into position herself, bow in hand.
The hidden adventurers soon hear the urgent cadence of approaching hoofbeats thudding closer and closer--those who look can see Elese kicking the sides of a lathered, dark brown horse that is straining to run ever faster with each blow of her heels...the horse and rider barrel right up the trail and into the Web that Ingrge set up there. Elese never saw the hidden trap (her Spot check was a mere 8.)
The equine is immediately stuck at the front of the web, but momentment launches Elese out of the saddle and right smack dab in the very heart of the magic, sticky strands. (OOC: Elese now occupies square M28 on the map--and I must apologize for drawing those webs rather thin--the Web actually is at least 20 feet thick between the boulders--meaning it occupies squares L28 and N28 on either side of Elese, etc.)
"@#$%&*!!!!" Elese screams curses in Elven--anyone understanding the language can immediately tell that she's cursing in the Drow dialect.
The party has at least one round to react...maybe even more...
...maybe...
Figment (AC 13, HP 63, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) d4=4 d20+7=26 Friday February 18th, 2005 8:43:50 AM
The mage wastes no time in giving the drow more reason to curse. If she's looking, she sees a black ray of energy crackle to life coming right at her, strike her in the chest and drain away her power (Ranged touch 26, Ennervation, no save - loses 4 levels and one of her most powerful spells - assuming she can still cast it...should affect her ability to use/control the artifact too). The mage then launches himself off the boulder and moves a little higher and to the center of the road (same side as the baddies will be coming from - but out of the target zone for ranged spells such as fireball) in case she decides to retaliate and prepares to cast again.
DM OOC: You can access the map of the ambush site and tell me the EXACT square that Figment now occupies, please.
He ends up in H-34 about 30/40 feet off the ground. He is SURE to stay outside 40' diameter for fireballs...
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(3+2+1+3+3)=12 Friday February 18th, 2005 7:23:29 PM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, eight of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
Athalorn doesn't give her a second to react to the webbing and the flame. He calls a bolt(standard action). (12 electrical damage, see above)
Lian (AC 32, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Friday February 18th, 2005 7:25:00 PM
(Lian is Totally Defensive, +6 dodge to AC for a round)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste
The monk remains absolutely still and waits for K'Nara to order the advance. He remembers that the casters must do their jobs before the fighters enter the frackus.
Milo Saturday February 19th, 2005 3:58:33 AM
Sticking to the plan, Milo remains still, hiding and waiting for the conflict to expand further before moving in for the attack.
Brother Bertram Sunday February 20th, 2005 10:07:25 PM
Bertram waits to send Domi's power out at the most opportune time to injure the Hand of Love.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Sunday February 20th, 2005 11:21:33 PM
Hearing the fireworks go off, Gunther waits, keeping a look out for those handy little HOL goons. To be honest, he was more worried about them anyway. Still, he supposed they ought to at least try and take the lantern off Elese if they could. Oh well...better let the spellcasters soften her up before they march in and start hacking. For now it was crouch a while longer. Soon enough they'd need his services.
Olana Monday February 21st, 2005 1:42:13 AM
Olana also waits, bow taut. Where were the back up troops?
DM Donna Monday February 21st, 2005 6:18:44 AM
Ingrge, where are you???
Between Figment's Enervation spell and the Lightning called down by Athalorn, Elese becomes more agitated and struggles violently (and futilely) against the Web that holds her. (OOC: Strength check is only 10.)
K'Nara goes around Lian to peer around the edge of the boulder that the pair are using for cover. Like Olana, she's wondering where Elese's pursuers are...
...and the Talons don't have to wait long--galloping at full speed are eight riders (HOL mercenaries by their clothes). Most of them spot the Webbed boulders, though, and shout to their fellows to stop.
The riders halt their horses and strain to look around the landscape, trying to see who or what left the Web there...
Meanwhile, K'Nara waves her hand to Ingrge and then to where she can see (thanks to her sword) Figment, signaling them to nail the men on horseback.
OOC: unfortunately, I can't get my program to work correctly, so I'll have to email the JPG of my screenshot of the map to everyone.
Brother Bertram(Greater Invis, Divine Favor, Stoneskin 9d6(1+3+6+6+6+5+1+6+2)=36 Monday February 21st, 2005 4:28:14 PM
As Bertram sees the Hand about to panic and spread out, He immediately releases the power of Domi on those in the rear of the ranks. Fire falls from the sky in the shape of a great pillar, consuming what it touches. He directs the power so as to drive the Hand closer towards the web, keeping them together, but making sure he isnt going to hurt his companions.
((OOC Flamestrike 36 HP per person in range. 10ft circle-Also it appears that half the damage is fire, the rest is Divine wrath-I believe the save is for 1/4 damage reduction but I might be wrong.))
Lian (AC 32, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Monday February 21st, 2005 6:39:58 PM
(Lian is Totally Defensive, +6 dodge to AC for a round)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste
The monk squeezes between K'Nara and the boulder. "What's happening?"
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(3+3+2+3+4)=15 Monday February 21st, 2005 6:46:27 PM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, seven of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
He calls another bolt targeting Elese (standard action). (15 electrical damage, see above)
Figment (AC 13, HP 63, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) d20+7=25 d4=3 Monday February 21st, 2005 6:46:51 PM
The mage looks over the HOL to see if the priest is with them. Even if he is he moves away from Bertam's flame strike to avoid any damage and blasts Elise with yet another Enervation spell (Hit AC 25 ranged touch - she loses 3 more levels for a total of 7 levels). He smiles as the black ray strikes her and she loses even more ability. "Like to see her cast now...". He moves a little farther away from the riders (square O-32)and prepares to cast - focusing on the cleric if he's there. He also is careful to look around for any invisible foes (see invisble) who might approach.
Note: I would expect the horses are toast - literally...
Ingrge: 84/84 hps, AC25, Greater invisibility, foxes cunning 10d6(6+4+4+5+4+6+2+6+5+5)=47 Monday February 21st, 2005 6:48:17 PM
Grinning at Elese's predicament, Ingrge gets a feral look in his eyes as the HOL Members charge into the fray. Grabbing some spell components, he starts casting, momentarly popping into sight and suudenly a great ball of fire erupts in the middle of the HOL Literally engulfing #3 at H 32 and catching all the members except #7 for 47 points reflex save DC22 for 24 Ingrge then duck down behind his rock, invisible again.
Milo Monday February 21st, 2005 7:47:59 PM
Satisfied that he has given the spellcasters sufficient opportunity to bombard their enemies, Milo dashes forward, sword in hand, running upto a point adjacent to the panther, near Gunther. (OOC: Running to S29.)
Olana AC20 69/69 d20+12=28 d20+12=23 d20+7=14 d20+7=24 d10+3=10 d10+3=11 d10+3=5 d10+3=13 Monday February 21st, 2005 11:52:04 PM
Olana steps partially from behind ye trusty boulder and starts hammering arrows into #5 with the long bow. This was a messy business. Might as well get it over with.
Hits AC 28, 23, 14, 24 Dam 10, 11, 5, 13
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) d20+17=25 d8+9=10 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 5:33:06 AM Hmmmm...looks like the trap is sprung. thinks Gunther. He springs out from behind the boulder and moves over to engage with the closest HOL (attacking #1, in L30). Catching site of Milo headed his way he calls out "You vanna do like last time? I take de front, you take de back??" Moving with magical speed, Gunther brings his sword down a mighty slash (AC 25 for a lousy 10 dam).
Ambush Round 2 - DM Donna d20=4 d20+4=23 d20=7 d20+4=16 d20+4=9 d20+4=20 d20+4=22 d20+4=12 d20=3 d20=7 d20=4 d20=2 d20=14 d20+6=19 d6+3=9 d20+11=18 d20+5=11 d10+5=6 d10+5=6 d20+4=6 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 8:06:07 AM
Elese still struggles within the sticky Web, but cannot break free (Strength check 4).
HOL7 is damaged for 27hp by the Flame Strike; his horse is struck dead as it didn't make its saving throw.
K'Nara tells Lian with a grin of anticipation: "Monk, it's time to go forth and pummel!"
Athalorn's second lightning bolt strikes Elese--and the druid can tell that the damage from this bolt is far more telling...most likely due to Figment's continuing use of Enervation to strip experience and vitality from the deceitful female...much to the wizard's great satisfaction. (OOC: she be hurtin'..!)
Ingrge's well-placed Fireball toasts all the horses that HOL guys 2 through 6 were riding; only HOL5 managed to leap off his horse in time to avoid the explosion of flames that engulfs his colleagues (so HOL5 only suffers 24hpd; 2,3,4,& 6 suffer 47hpd.)
Milo moves up.
Olana's arrows pepper the formerly-lucky HOL5...he's looking VERY bad as his blackened body sprouts three heavily-bleeding arrow wounds.
Gunther manages to connect with HOL1--no mean feat as the man is still atop his horse...at least, he was until the panther by Gunther's side launches itself at the mount, biting deep and clinging onto the beast, which frantically bucks and rears in a terrified effort to save its own life! (OOC: Gunther must make a Reflex save versus DC15 to miss the wildly-flailing hooves. Failure means that Gunther suffers 6hpd and must make another save (Fort Save this time) or be knocked back into square N30.)
K'Nara leaps out from behind her boulder and rushes to attack HOL2, but only her first blow lands. HOL2 looks like the walking dead--but he's still walking.
All the HOL thugs spend their half of the round drawing their longswords--except #1, who is trying to scramble to his feet after getting first knocked off his horse and then stomped on a couple times by the terrified animal (taking 6hpd) and getting knocked to the ground again.
DM OOC: once again, I'm emailing the screenshot of the updated map to show the players the positions of everyone after all this action has gone down.
Another OOC: the HOL thugs (and neither Holdrin nor that demon seem to be among them) are AC18.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) d20+7=18 d20+15=18 d20+10=11 d20+15=23 d20+7=18 d20+15=35 d20+15=23 d8+9=13 2d8(3+7)+18=28 d8+9=14 d6=2 d6=1 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 9:01:12 AM
Gunther grins wildly at the panther and her antics. He deftly dodges out of the way of the horse (Refl=18) and takes a 5 foot step toward the HOL lackey (K29). This time he unleashes a full attack slashing and slicing with magical speed. He hopes that the panther can get the horse to move out of the way so that he can move back into flanking position with K'nara.
Attack summary: Main 1st: AC18 Main 2nd: AC11 Off 1st: AC23 for 13+2(flame)=15 Off 2nd: AC18 Hast Attack:AC35/23 for 28+1(shock)=29 if crit., 14+1(shock)=15 if no crit.
Ingrge 10d6(5+5+6+5+4+1+4+4+6+3)=43 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 5:17:00 PM
grabbing more spell components, Ingrge once again starts casting sneding yet another fireball streaking toward the HOL landing in G34 Toasting all HOL members except for #1 and his horse. K'nara feels the heat as well as the flames stop about 3 feet from her. 43 points, reflex DC 22 for 22 points
Brother Bertram(Greater Invis, Divine Favor, Stoneskin) 9d6(6+6+6+3+5+4+6+3+3)=42 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 6:41:20 PM
Bertram wastes no time, again allowing fire to fall from the sky consuming the heathen of the Hand of Love. The fire falls downward, licking at everything in its path. Bertram again aims towards the back of the party, to keep them from retreating up the road.
(OOC Flamestrike-42 Damage)
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+14=30 d20+10=21 2d8(5+1)+3=9 2d8(8+7)+3=18 2d6(1+2)+3=6 2d6(2+1)+3=6 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 7:59:08 PM
Dodge versus #3. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 2 of 10
The monk moves to #3 and lets him know how much he loves the Hands of Love. (hits AC 30 and 21 for 6 and 6 damage, both stunning attacks, fort DC 19)
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 8:16:10 PM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, seven of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
The vigilant druid notices the HoL toward the rear, HoL #8, begin to back peddle and look that he might bolt (to Athalorn's eyes anyway).
The quick thinking druid casts Wall of Thorns, wrapping it around the HoL in the shape of a horseshoe, boxing them in so they don't flee. The wall is 5ft wide and 180ft long and 10ft high all around, there is one way in and out, so that he doesn't trap his friends inside. He then moves to R31, getting to a position where he'll be able to see the battle. --------------------------------------- Prepared Spells 0 Level (6) DC = 15 Create Water, Detect Magic, Light, Mending, Purify Food & Drink, Resistance
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
Milo Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 9:26:54 PM
Milo moves around the large boulder toward Elese, short sword in his hand, and a smile on his face, "You don't look so high and mighty now milady. I could cut you free from the webs... but I'd much rather cut you free from this world. Give Gargul my regards." The halfling approaches to within five feet of Elese, just out of arms reach. (OOC: Milo ends up in 30M.)
Figment (AC 13, HP 63, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) 11d6(3+4+5+6+5+5+5+4+3+2+6)=48 Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 10:41:55 PM
Seeing that the web is preventing Elise from escaping and her obvious distress, the fact that the real adversaries have not made their appearance yet [e.g. the priest] (note: Figment can See Invisible), AND that Ingrge and Bertram nail the thugs with more fire, he decides to focus on finishing off Elise. He blasts her with another lightning bolt to compliment Antalorn's handiwork (48 DMG) he lines it up as to miss Milo (He is already in square O-32 from last turn - he aims it so it hits the boulder on the Northwest after going through Elese).
Olana 69/69 AC20 d20+12=29 d20+12=21 d20+12=25 d20+12=21 d10+3=5 d10+3=5 d10+3=4 d10+3=10 Wednesday February 23rd, 2005 1:57:22 AM
Olana continues firing at HOL #5 from her original position, figuring to take 'em down one at a time. There was a lot of fire and spells going down, but she tried to stay focussed. Easier at a distance.
Hitting AC 29, 21, 25, 21. Dam 5, 5, 4, 10
Clarifications Needed - DM Donna Wednesday February 23rd, 2005 6:09:23 AM
I'm emailing specific players for specific info that I need...I'll be posting the outcome for this round later today.
Figment Wednesday February 23rd, 2005 6:30:24 AM
The mage decides not to interfere with HOL8 (e.g. doesn't call out that he sees him talking). He is certain that the priest will be along soon - but hopefully the Talons will have the lantern by then.
Ambush Round 3 - DM Donna d20+4=20 d20+4=14 d20+4=19 d20+4=23 d20+4=14 d20+4=14 d4+2=2 d4+2=3 d20+11=18 d20+5=12 d20+11=30 d10+5=6 d10+5=13 d10+5=10 d20+11=19 d20+6=12 d8+2=8 d8+2=8 Thursday February 24th, 2005 7:09:45 AM
As the Talons tend to their business, Ingrge, Olana, Lian, and K'Nara all suddenly feel a peculiar prickling sensation all over their bodies. It lasts for only a mere moment for K'Nara, whose only reaction to it is to gasp...but Ingrge, Olana and Lian distinctly feel the unexpected and uncomfortable sensation for several seconds...[/i]
Gunther's unimpeded and viscious attacks on HOL1 result in one very dead mercenary.
Ingrge's Fireball engulfs HOL3, HOL5, HOL6 and HOL8...and only HOL8 survives. He's looking rather crispy, though...and horseless, as his mount was BBQ'd to ultra-well-done.
Brother Bertram's Flame Strike finishes off HOL7.
Lian's original target is now a smoking pile of ash...but since HOL2 is definitely in his range, the monk's attacks are not wasted--he pummels HOL2 into a limp heap on the ground.
Athalorn casts his Wall of Thorns spell, and the impassable thorny barrier sprouts from the ground...with VERY unusual results: at three distinct points on the Wall, there appear three globular formations of Thornbush. As soon as the Wall completes its formation, Ingrge, Olana and Lian's case of "the tingles" suddenly ceases.
Milo's gloating results in Elese hissing a set of physically impossible instructions at him--then she is fried to extra-crispiness by Figment's Lightning Bolt. She appears to be quite dead.
The Wall of Thorns is ten feet high--it now blocks Olana's aim into the area.
The panicky horse bolts away from the melee, with the panther hot on its hooves--the panther swiping at her moving smorgasbord as they run. (OOC: poor horsey suffers another 5hpd.)
K'Nara takes a 5-foot-step toward HOL4 and proceeds to slice 'n' dice him into several easy pieces.
HOL8 screams: "She's DEAD! She's DEAD! Get it NOW!!!" and then launches himself at Lian (hits AC19 for 8hpd and AC12 for 8hpd.)
Suddenly there appears a pair of figures--a tall, kind of skinny human in blue and black robes, and an all-too-familiar face...Holdrin. They are on the opposite side of the Webbed boulders from the Talons that are inside the horseshoe-shaped Wall of Thorns.
DM OOC: I'll be sending an updated screenshot via email to the players.)
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Thursday February 24th, 2005 9:39:09 AM
Hearing the cries from the other side of web, Gunther decides that Lian and K'nara can probably take care of the last lackey. Sounds like some extra protection was needed for the lantern.
Gunther quickly and easily sprints over to where Elese's body lies in the web and begins cutting her out with the flame edge of his sword. He looks over at Milo. "Hurry...ve don't vant all of dis to be for noting."
Milo d20+14=21 Thursday February 24th, 2005 12:26:19 PM
As Elese is cut free of the webs, Milo moves in and rapidly searches her body for the artifact they came to retrieve. (OOC: Search check DC 21)
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(4+4+6+3+4)=21 4d6(4+1+5+4)=14 Thursday February 24th, 2005 4:27:25 PM
Tuesday February 22nd, 2005 7:16:10 PM Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, seven of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
The druid sees that his barrier is affective, too affective. He moves up(about 10ft) just in time to see the wizard and cleric exit. He casts Flame Strike. Centered on the cleric, with 10ft radius, also getting wizard. (ref DC 21, save for half fire 21 damage, take all 14 divine damage)
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+13=17 d20+13=15 d20+10=20 2d6(4+6)+3=13 2d6(6+3)+3=12 2d6(2+3)+3=8 d20+13=15 2d6(4+4)+3=11 Thursday February 24th, 2005 4:34:35 PM
Dodge versus #8. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 2 of 10
The monk smiles as he dodges #8's blows very easily. Then he notices Holdrin and snears.
(flurry of blows on #8, hits AC 17, 15 and 20 for 13, 12 and 8 damage respectfully... oops, forgot hasted attack, hits AC 15 for 11 damage)
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; (foxes cunning, greater invisibility) 10d6(3+5+6+5+4+6+2+5+5+4)=45 Thursday February 24th, 2005 7:02:49 PM
Ingrge momentarily pops into view as he grabs some more spell components and sends a lightening bolt right at Holdrin and his lackey. 45 points reflex dc 22 for 23 points As he finishes casting he again ducks behind the boulder, invisible once again.
Olana AC20 69/69 Thursday February 24th, 2005 11:49:15 PM
What on earth? Olana shakes her head, in an attempt to clear the tingling sensation. Was it a spell? She looks forward toward Ingrge, but he seems busy with what's happening on the path. She lowers her bow, muttering "Bother," as her view is partically blocked by the great wall of thorns. Time for Plan B - she heads quickly toward the boulder laterally to the east of Ingrge's current position. (H something or other?) All the better to shoot people.
Brother Bertram Friday February 25th, 2005 4:20:40 AM
Bertram grips his axe tightly and begins moving down to join the others. He moves cautiously just in case any are still alive.
DM Donna Friday February 25th, 2005 7:24:17 AM
I have to clear up something about one of the PCs. I should be able to post later today.
Figment 13d6(6+5+1+6+5+6+1+5+6+3+5+2+1)=52 Saturday February 26th, 2005 11:16:23 AM
The mage sees the priest and his cohort appear so he launches the spell he was saving especially for him. He makes sure and gets the mage and tries to catch Holdrin in it too. An icy ball of power appears around the baddies (Freezing Sphere - 52 DMG). He moves over so to line them up for another spell.
Ambush Round 4 - DM Donna 2d4(4+1)=5 d20+9=29 d20+8=18 d20+6=15 d20+9=25 d20+8=16 d20+11=23 d20+5=25 d20+5=11 d20+11=19 d10+5=8 d10+5=7 d10+5=10 4d8(5+3+8+8)+16=40 Monday February 28th, 2005 7:24:35 AM
Gunther goes over to the web and slices with his fiery blade--setting the web afire with the flames. About one-third of the web disappears in smoke, and the body of Elese's horse crumples to the ground with a semi-heavy thud.
If Milo insists on searching Elese's body, the flames will burn him for 5hpd. Elese is lying face up in the web--her backpack isn't quite accessible this round. Her other pockets and beltpouch, however, are searchable if Milo wishes to look through them. (OOC: post if Milo will search what he can reach--I'll email his findings as soon as I see the post.)
Both the Flame Strike and the Lightning spells squarely strike the intended targets--but both the cleric and the wizard apparently were only affected by the Flame Strike--the wizard seems to be more crispy than Holdrin.
Only one of Lian's flurry of blows lands on HOL8, who suffers 8hpd.
Olana and Bertram shift their positions, Olana occupying square H13 and Bertram moving to square J23.
Figment's icy follow-up to his colleagues' other elemental attacks hits both Holdrin and the mage with him...the wizard doesn't fare very well after this attack, but he's still alive. (DM OOC: Please state the coordinate of the square that Figment now occupies.)
Holdrin looks infuriatingly untouched.
K'Nara unleashes the terrible yet graceful elven art of the bladesong upon HOL8--three blows from her bastard sword slicing into the man for an additional 25hpd...and felling the mercenary.
The horse still has the panther clinging to it and bucks wildly in its terror--Bertram must roll a Reflex save versus DC15 or be struck by an errant hoof as the equine stampedes by (for 5hpd.)
Holdrin casts a spell--Spellcraft check versus DC21 reveals it to be a Cure Critical Wounds spell--one meant to cure everyone who is an ally with him. He cures up the wizard, what little damage he himself suffered--and both HOL2 and HOL8 leap to their feet, alive again.
The wizard says something aloud, but only those who can make a Spellcraft check versus DC15 can tell he's actually casting a Message spell--whatever he's said results in the sudden appearance of more HOL mercenaries surrounding the Talons inside the Wall of Thorns.
Holdrin and his sidekick step closer to the burning Web, awaiting their chance to get to Elese's body.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(4+4+2+6+2)=18 Monday February 28th, 2005 8:04:38 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, six of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
The druid calls another bolt down on the cleric. (18 electrical damage) He then moves around the rock to look for enemies.
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+18=29 2d6(5+5)+3=13 d20+14=20 d20+14=22 d20+11=13 2d6(5+5)+3=13 2d6(4+6)+3=13 Monday February 28th, 2005 8:11:40 AM
Dodge versus #8. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 2 of 10
As #8 stands, the monk strikes out (AoO, maybe?). (Hits AC 29 for 13 damage)
Then he takes his flurry on #8 again. (AC 20, 22 and 13 for 13, 13 and 0 damage)
Figment (AC 13, HP 63, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) d100=39 Monday February 28th, 2005 8:40:10 AM
(Last round Figment moved to the side of Holdrin and the mage - near the boulder. I can't read the number on the JPG to give you the exact coordinates).
The mage decides to get what they came for. He dives straight down and grabs Elise's body - regardless of damage. He then casts a Teleport spell and places them up the side of the ridge they just climbed down, well hidden from the fray but only a couple of moments from the big fight. (Since Milo was touching her he comes too). "Milo, its me. We're up the ridge only a little ways. Find what we came for and keep it well hidden. I will go back down and help the others.". He then flies back down the ridge.
Note: If the assetion is incorrect that Milo comes too then Figment stays and finds the lantern. He chooses the first spot up the ridge that provides 100% cover. It should only be a couple of hundred feet from the fighting but far enough away to be virtually impossible to find without the aid of magic. It is also well known to the mage as he was just there a few minutes ago.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Monday February 28th, 2005 8:41:18 AM
Magically hastened, Gunther cuts all the faster as he hears spellcasting on the other side of the web. "C'mon Milo, ve need to get it out qvick."
Feeling something above his head begin to root around with Elese's body he growls. "You better be von of ours, cause if you're not, they're not going to be able to locate all your body parts!"
Milo Monday February 28th, 2005 11:52:22 AM
Milo is indeed searching Elese, fire or not, and continues to do so, attempting to flip her body over, to get at her backpack as well.
Olana AC 20 69/69 d20+12=16 d20+12=25 d20+7=17 d20+7=16 d10+3=8 d10+3=8 d10+3=11 d10+3=10 Monday February 28th, 2005 2:21:28 PM
Assuming her new position, Olana starts firing arrows toward Holdrin. But with the flames and ice spells zapping here and there, her aim seems a little off. Oh bother she thinks, squinting through the mayhem. Maybe the next lot...
((Hits AC 16, 25, 17, 16, for 8, 8, 11, 10 DAM))
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; (foxes cunning, greater invisibility) Monday February 28th, 2005 7:23:09 PM
Ingrge starts muttering to himself as he watches Holdrin shrug off the lightening, heal his allies and then cast another spell. Grabbing more spell components, including a little shimmering dust, Ingrge starts a fairly complicated casting, and then a form starts taking shape nearby. Summon monster 3 Celestial Brown Bear. When it is fully formed Ingrge directs it to attack Holdrin.
Brother Bertram 4d8(7+5+8+7)=27 Monday February 28th, 2005 7:39:02 PM
Bertram snarls seeing his enemies in the distance and his friends surrounded. Murmuring a prayer to Domi he unleashes a bolt of white light at Holdrin.
(OOC Searing Light-Damage 27 No save)
DM Donna Tuesday March 1st, 2005 12:59:08 PM
Extenuating circumstances have me delaying the posting of today's outcome...I'll post as soon as I can get some details hammered out.
Three out of four blows from Lian (two of them stunning blows!) smack soundly into HOL8--he is definitely down and out now.
Figment realizes that, in order for Milo to automatically come with him, he would have to let Milo know that the invisible mage is a Friendly, and he can't do that unless he's willing to tip his hand to both Holdrin and the wizard with him, as they are both within earshot.
Suffering 5hpd, the clever wizard then teleports what he's touching (along with himself) back onto the ridge...everything done invisibly.
Okay--ALMOST invisibly...the weight of Elese's body, the Web she's tangled up in--AND the fire that is burning the Web all teleport, too. The smoke rising from the burning Web does NOT remain Invisible as it rises into the air.
Gunther's words spur Milo on to greater efforts--but then Elese, the Web and the fire disappear, leaving the pair face to face with Holdrin and the wizard, who both blink in surprise and shock.
Only one of Olana's arrows appears to strike Holdrin...who looks annoyed.
Brother Bertram's spell doesn't seem to affect Holdrin (OOC: Spell Resistance check is only 11 vs. SR25.)
The black panther finally brings down the horse of the ex-HOL8. She is having lunch now, so don't disturb her...
K'Nara whirls about, using her bladesinger skills on HOL2--only two of the three attacks hit, but the hasted blow is actually a Crit Hit! She deals a total of 25hpd to her foe--but he's still standing.
"FOLLOW THE PLAN!" roars Holdrin, looking around. "The flamehaired wench DIES!!!" The cleric of Caeroldra spots smoke rising from the ridge and casts a spell, using the smoke as a way to target the strike zone...
(OOC: Holdrin makes his Spot check vs DC15, and now is casting a Flame Strike (ID the spell with a Spellcraft check that beats DC20) centered on the smoke's point of origin. Figment must make a Reflex save versus DC20 to suffer from only 41hpd.)
The wizard with Holdrin casts a spell (Spellcraft check versus DC15--it's a Level 5 Summon Monster spell)...and suddenly a massive, 15-foot-tall flightless bird with four legs appears. The wizard directs the bird to counter the bear.
Upon hearing Holdrin's order, HOL numbers 9 through 13 move to surround K'Nara--in spite of the fact that HOL9 provokes an Attack of Opportunity from Lian--and all of the proceed to attack her:
HOL9 attacks: hits AC26, AC12; hpd 11, 3 HOL 10: hits AC18, AC22; hpd 4, 9 HOL 11: hits AC26, AC14; hpd 4, 7 HOL 12: hits AC16, AC22; hpd 8, 7 HOL 13: hits AC27, AC9; hpd 8, 4
K'Nara would have suffered a lot of damage, had it not been for that Stoneskin cast upon her before the battle.
DM OOC: I'll be sending out a new screenshot to the players.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Tuesday March 1st, 2005 9:23:20 PM (OOC: Athalorn had moved foward last round, Donna, you didn't adjust his position on the map)
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, six of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
The druid sacrifices one of his 4th level spells to summon a creature. (Summons a tiger atop the boulder at position 29P.)
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
DM OOC: please post the coordinates for the square Athalorn now occupies, because "around the rock" just doesn't tell me enough.
Figment (AC 13, HP 22, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) d20+8=27 Tuesday March 1st, 2005 9:25:28 PM
As the mage begins to feel pretty good about his ploy, he gets nailed with the flamestrike. Dodging just in time he gasps at the level of the damage. Holdrin is clearly more powerful than he anticipated. Krispy as he is, he quickly rummages through the pack and anything else he can find to get the lantern.
NOTE: since the ridge has nothing for the web to grab onto, it should collapse and disintigrate (e.g. no additional damage)
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+14=20 d20+14=20 d20+11=15 d20+9=26 d20+9=13 d20+9=16 d20+14=25 d20+9=13 Tuesday March 1st, 2005 9:50:25 PM OOC: During the second round is when I used his stunning attacks, not during this round, oh well.
Dodge versus #2. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (110), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
Lian attempts to trip #2, touch AC20 (opposed check 26)
He also attempts to trip #9, touch AC20 (opposed check 13)
With his last attack, he tries to trip #10, touch AC 15 (opposed check 16)
With his hasted attack, he attempts to trip anyone he missed before. (touch AC25, opposed check 13)
OOC: I believe Lian gets free attacks on those he trips, but I didn't want to clutter the post with additional attacks until I know I've tripped foes. :) I'll post damage in the next round.
DM OOC: please resolve your single Attack of Opportunity versus HOL9 first, then list the other attacks your PC is entitled to versus whomever Lian wishes to attack.
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 4:30:15 AM
Bertram glances back quickly at his companions and comes to a quick, but painful decision. Ignoring those attackers he heads towards Holdrin at a run. This was the source of the problems they were having. He readies his axe and charges.
Celestial Bear: 69/69, AC16;SR 15; DR5/+1 d20+15=30 d20+15=31 d20+8=19 d8+8=16 d8+8=13 2d8(7+6)+4=17 4d6(5+3+4+5)+8=25 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 6:33:22 AM
(OOC: As the it takes a full round for the spell to be cast the bird shouldn't be active until the beginning of next round, Correct?)
The 12 foot tall, 1800 pound glowing bear, having zeroed in on Holdrin goes to work on the cleric clawing at him and then trying to take a bite out of his hide. AC 30, AC 31 & AC 19 for 16 points, 13 points and 17 points in addition the is a bright flash of light as the Bear smites the Holy spit out of the evil cleric. (+20 holy smite damage)
If the first two claw attacks hit AC 30 & 31, the Holdrin must make an opposed grapple check vs DC35 or be caught in a bear hug 25 more damage.
(Holdrin's opposed grapple dc would consist of his DC 10 + strength mod + size mod + BAB (including spell bonuses) + any feat bonuses like improved grapple etc)
Ingrge 10d10(10+7+9+8+9+6+6+8+2+9)=75 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 6:36:37 AM
Cursing a bit as the other creature begins to form, Ingrge rips open one of his scrolls and casts yet another spell. This time 75 rats appear surrounding the cleric and start going after him. (rats arrive at the end of this round)
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) d20+15=35 d20+15=34 2d8(2+8)+18=28 d20+15=16 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 12:50:48 PM
Seeing that the region around Holderin was getting pretty crowded, Gunther decides to lend a little assistance to K'nara and Lian. He moves over to J30 in order to give K'nara a flanking advantage, and then lays into the man, nailing him with a critical hit. (AC35/34 for 28hp).
OOC In the Swords of Redemption, it was decided that if you move more than 5 feet you cannot get the extra attack from haste. If you do allow the extra attack, then Gunther misses with a natural 1.
Olana d20+12=18 d20+12=28 d20+7=14 d20+7=15 d10+3=8 d10+3=7 d10+3=11 d10+3=13 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 3:18:57 PM
Biting her lip and trying to concentrate, Olana keeps sending arrows Holdrin's way. Come on, hit the darned target, she's thinking to herself.
Hits AC 18, 28, 14, 15 Dam 8, 7, 11, 13
Milo d20+18=21 d4+2=6 5d6(6+3+4+1+2)=16 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 7:40:19 PM
Frustrated at his disappearing search target, Milo turns quickly to see that Lian and K'nara are practically surrounded. Moving quickly (J33), the halfling assists them with the attack. He swings low on one of her assailants (10), flanking him opposite Lian. (OOC: Hit AC 21 for 22 points of damage).
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+14=33 2d6(6+4)+3=13 Wednesday March 2nd, 2005 7:59:15 PM
OOC: Resolution, AoO on #HoL9, hits AC 33 for 13 damage.
DM OOC: since Athalorn did not post a specific coordinate that he had moved to, I placed Athalorn in square R28. Please remember to post the specific coordinate that your PC moves to should he or she change his or her position on the map.
Athalorn summons forth a very hungry tiger that appears on top of the boulder in square P29.
The Web attached to Elese's body is a mass of quickly-burning strands--that which is still burning is located far enough from the body itself so that, indeed, it doesn't continue to harm Figment--but there is enough of the stuff for maybe one more round of smoke.
Figment spends this round wrestling the backpack free of Elese's corpse.
Lian lays the smackdown on HOL9 when he moves to help surround K'Nara.
Lian trips HOL2 and HOL9; however, when it comes to HOL10, the monk's luck runs out (OOC: HOL10 is AC18, so the trip attempt failed--but HOL10 was able to reverse the trip attempt...and he rolled a natural 20)...Lian is now prone. Being prone messes up his chance for that last Hasted attack.
In addition, Lian gets to subtract 17hpd from his Stoneskin protection, as two of the three Attacks of Opportunity that he provoked hit him.
Brother Bertram runs to square M25--in a perfect position to smite Holdrin this upcoming round!
The summoned bear immediately grabs onto the target that Ingrge sicced him upon and claws, smites and grapples him--soon it's quite apparent that Holdrin is flopping about like a rag doll within the bear's grip.
Out of thin air, rats pop into existence in a rough sort of 15' round area, with Holdrin as the middle.
Gunther helps to flank HOL2 and then cuts him down easily, since the man was prone after being tripped by Lian.
Olana's arrows easily find homes in Holdrin's nigh-lifeless body.
Milo moves and attacks HOL10 successfully.
The black panther continues to have lunch.
K'Nara attacks HOL10, screaming "Lucia!!!" at the top of her lungs as she does so...and causing her rather large sword to come ablaze. (OOC: HOL10 auffers 6hpd and 4hp fire damage.)
The wizard who had been with Holdrin withdraws from the area, backpedaling at top speed in spite of the Attack of Opportunity this provokes from the Celestial Bear (who misses with a natural 1.) Olana, Ingrge and Athalorn must make a Spot check versus DC25. I will email the results to anyone who makes the Spot.
The huge, four-legged bird leaps towards and snaps at the Celestial Bear once, missing cleanly, and then releases an evil-looking (and smelling) black cloud. The Celestial Bear and Brother Bertram--as well as about 66% of the rats--are caught squarely within it (they suffer 7hpd from its toxins)--they must roll Fort saves versus DC15 or suffer the effects that mimic an Insanity spell cast by a L16 spellcaster for the next three hours.
HOL9 gets to his feet--provoking an Attack of Opportunity from both Lian and K'Nara. (Don't forget to roll for THAT first when you post, Lian!)
The four HOL mercenaries that are still standing strike at K'Nara, in spite of the others helping her out. Four of the eight strikes carve off more HPs from the Stoneskin spell cast upon her earlier.
Figment just clears the bag of Elese's body when something hits his shoulder--he looks to see a small spot of...bird poop. A little black bird flutters to the ground about ten feet away...and promptly turns into Holdrin, who is smiling sweetly.
"You didn't think I'd be so stupid as to let myself be seen--even invisibly--did you..?" he taunts the wizard. Then he speaks in a harsh tone, all the sweetness gone:
"He's been marked--you can come get him now..!"
Something else appears on the other side of Figment...something that--according to a previous description by K'Nara--looks stomach-sinkingly familiar...that demonic babau.
And he's smiling...or, at least, showing ALL his teeth..!
DM OOC: I'm sending out another screenshot for the players.
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+15=23 d20+10=18 2d6(6+3)+3=12 2d6(3+6)+3=12 Thursday March 3rd, 2005 9:18:08 PM
(OOC: With all due respect Donna, I had posted my AoO on #9 PRIOR to your DM post! Please look again. Also, Lian should have got free attacks on those he tripped. Please read my posts again.)
Dodge versus #9. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (93), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
Lian hops to his feet and lays into the prone #9 again. (AC 23 and 18, for 12 and 12 damage)
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] d20+19=33 d20+11=30 d20+11=18 d20+4=14 d20+9=11 d20+9=29 d20+9=15 d20+14=16 d8+6=13 d8+6=13 2d6(6+5)+3=14 d8+3=7 d8+3=4 5d6(5+6+2+3+2)=18 Thursday March 3rd, 2005 9:42:21 PM
(OOC: Where Athalorn is currently, is just about right. :))
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, five of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
(Spot Check 33) Watching the wizard pass not to far away, the druid directs the tiger toward the 'meal to go'. The tiger charges the wizard, leaping onto him. (pouncing and grabbing, Hitting AC 30claw, 18claw, 14bite, 11rake and 29rake(crit 15?)... grapple check 16.... for 13claw, 13claw, 14bite, miss rake and 7rake(11 if crit) damage)
Athalorn moves to 27P and calls another lightning bolt to hit #10, for 18 damage.
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
Figment (AC 13, HP 22, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) Thursday March 3rd, 2005 9:57:55 PM
The mage looks at the demon and the cleric. "I should have killed you when I had the chance...". He takes the pack and immediately launches himself directly toward K'Nara. He releases his invisibility spell as the only people that he was worried about seeing him do already. He bellows loudly hoping the others see and hear him and note the situation. (The demon was not described as closed with Figment so he should not provoke an AoO).
Milo d20+18=33 d20+18=19 d20+13=26 d4+2=4 5d6(4+2+6+2+6)=20 d4+2=5 5d6(4+6+1+3+4)=18 Thursday March 3rd, 2005 10:55:11 PM
Milo winces as Lian is tripped, and then immediately adjusts five feet (J32), maintaining his flanking position on his enemy (10). The halfling's shortsword becomes a whirling instrument of death, as he launches his attack against his opponent (10). (OOC: Hit AC 33 and 26 [19 is a nat 1 and miss] for 24 and 23 hit points of damage respectively. Total damage to number 10 is 47 hit points.)
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) d20+15=34 d20+15=31 d8+8=9 2d8(4+8)+16=28 Thursday March 3rd, 2005 11:36:50 PM
Moving around the combat (I34), Gunther hopes to help out K'nara some more. Swinging his blade, Gunther hopes to punch a hole in the offensive circle. (AC 34/31 crit? for 9 if no crit, 28 if crit.)
Olana AC 20 69/69 d20+12=27 Friday March 4th, 2005 12:06:27 AM
With all the creatures, and thorns in her vision, Olana decides to break and run toward a rock at the other side of the path. (U something?)
She's on the lookout for any of the group who are under threat.
SPOT DC 27 (Oooh, reasonable?)
Brother Bertram, Stoneskin, Divine Favor, d20+11=24 d20+13=28 d20+13=29 d10+9=16 d10+9=13 4d6(6+4+5+1)=16 Friday March 4th, 2005 4:32:24 AM
Bertram runs through the oily black cloud, gagging slightly, but otherwise suffering no ill effects. Seeing Holdrin in front of him, Bertram swings his axe, feeling the powerful blade meet its target. Without waiting he swings again, intent on seeing this menace removed.
(OOC damage was 29, if chaotic-damage is 45)
DM Donna Friday March 4th, 2005 7:03:00 AM
I need for Ingrge to make his post.
Ingrge: 84/64 HP; AC 25; foxes cunning, haste d20+8=26 d20+12=26 d8+10=16 d20+12=21 d20+12=25 d20+6=19 d8+10=17 d8+10=13 2d8(3+5)+6=14 d20+9=27 d20+10=25 3d6(6+4+6)=16 Friday March 4th, 2005 5:50:39 PM
50 of the rats die from the smelly gas, but the others run after the fleeing mage eager for a bit of human flesh.
Fort save Dc 27The celestial bear drops his rag doll as his avian foe closes and attacks him as he closes AoO AC 26 for 16 points and then turns his full attention on the bird. Ac 21,25 & 19 for 17, 13 & 14 points
Spot check 26
Looking around Ingrge sees quite a bit of what is going on around the battlefield and just off the edge of the thorns and a goodly ways across he seems to think he sees Holdrin's Wizard just release something (roughly 100 feet and not obstructed by the thorns). Grabbing some more spell components, Ingrge starts feverishly casting once again singling out the Wizard this time for his attack (Phantasmal Killer)SR 25 negates; Will save DC 23, if fail will save then fortitude DC 23 or die. Make fort save and take 16 points damage.
Ambush Round 7 - DM Donna d20=12 d20+4=10 d20=18 d20+9=17 d20+6=20 d20+11=24 d20+5=19 d20+11=30 d10+5=11 d10+5=7 d10+5=14 d6=5 d6=2 d6=2 d20+11=12 d20+11=27 d20+11=19 d20+6=9 d20+6=11 d20+6=11 d10+2=11 d20+9=22 d20+9=25 d20+6=23 2d6(6+2)+4=12 2d6(3+5)+4=12 4d6(1+2+3+4)+2=12 d20+14=18 2d6(4+5)+4=13 2d6(1+5)+4=10 4d6(6+5+4+1)+2=18 Monday March 7th, 2005 7:48:01 AM DM OOC: miscommunication between myself and the players for Lian and Ingrge have caused me to rectify certain matters with this post. Players, please read carefully and email me if you have ANY questions.
Lian's years of discipline take over automatically: he becomes a blur of flying fists and feet, striking and knocking HOL9 unconscious (OOC: HOL9 is now at 0hp), leaping to his feet to straddle the fallen HOL8 and concentrate his blows on HOL13, who is the mercenary to receive the 24hpd Lian is dishing out.
Athalorn directs the tiger to attack the wizard, who suffers a LOT of damage as the tiger mauls him...but the wizard still lives.
HOL10 fails his Reflex save, and is looking MIGHTY crispy from the druid's lightning bolt.
Figment seizes the prize and flies off to land behind K'Nara, much to Holdrin's disappointment (Figment can hear the cleric cursing the demon for not closing with the mage when he had the chance.)
Milo carves up the blackened mercenary with ease--HOL10 is dead at -41hp.
Gunther strikes HOL12 for 28hpd.
The panther is still eating.
Olana moves to N14 (on her way towards U14).
The body that the summoned bear is mangling is cleaved into pieces, thanks to Brother Bertram's blows.
The Celestial bear and the achaierai are locked in spectacular combat, with the bear getting in some very serious damage.
The summoned rats--sensing that the tiger will do their work for them if they wait a round or two--follow the wizard.
Ingrge's spell releases a phantasmal creation that appears to be a horrible-looking harpy/she-demon...the wizard screams (as if the tiger's mauling weren't bad enough!) and dies on the spot.
NOW the rats have a feast themselves.
K'Nara strikes at HOL11, hitting for all three attempts and dealing a total of 32hpd and 9hp fire damage.
The three HOL mercenaries continue to strike at K'Nara as per orders--only one of the six attacks connects, carving 11hp off the Stoneskin spell protecting the bladesinger.
The four-legged giant bird attacks the Celestial bear, two claws and a big killer beak hitting AC22, 25 and 23 for 12hpd, 12hpd, and 12hpd. Bear must roll to avoid a Grapple (DC18) or suffer an additional 13hpd, 10hpd, and 18hpd.
Figment doesn't see any kind of pursuit by Holdrin and the demon with him...how odd.
DM OOC: sending out an updated screen shot to the players.
Lian (AC 26, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] d20+14=22 d20+9=21 d20+14=26 2d6(3+1)+3=7 d20+14=30 d20+9=12 d20+14=26 2d6(6+6)+3=15 d20+11=23 2d6(2+1)+3=6 d20+14=31 2d6(6+1)+3=10 Monday March 7th, 2005 9:02:00 AM
(OOC: I'll roll for each individual attack and trip in the future to avoid any misunderstanding, Donna. ;))
Dodge versus #13. (AC 27)
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (93), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
The monk spins like a dervish drinking a Green Gnomish. (Flurry of blows)
First attack: attempts to trip #13. (touch AC 22) (Opposed trip, 21) If he's tripped, (hit AC 26, for 7 damage)
Second attack: attempts to trip #11. (touch AC 30) (Opposed trip 12) If he's tripped, (hit AC 26, 15 damage)
Third attack: hitting #13 (AC 23, for 6 damage)
Hasted attack: hitting #13 (AC 31, for 10 damage)
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(6+2+4+5+4)=21 d20+11=16 d20+11=27 d20+6=18 d20+9=12 d20+9=11 d8+6=9 d8+6=11 2d6(1+2)+3=6 Monday March 7th, 2005 9:17:53 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (Ingrge) Blur- (Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, four of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half) Summon Nature's Ally 4- 7 rounds left
The druid moves to 29K and calls another bolt to strike #13, for 21 electrical damage.
If the wizard is dead, the tiger turns on the large bird. Charging, the tiger leaps onto the birds back. (AC 16claw, 27claw, 18 bite, 12rake and 11rake, for 9claw, 11claw, 6bite, rake miss, rake miss) --------------------------------------- Prepared Spells 0 Level (6) DC = 15 Create Water, Detect Magic, Light, Mending, Purify Food & Drink, Resistance
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; AC22; greater invisibility, fox's cunning, hasted Monday March 7th, 2005 5:07:40 PM
Ingrge no further targets in view, hastily makes his way to J 25 where, still invisible readies his next spell.
Remaining spells:
0 - ray of frost, dancing lights, resistance, message
2 glitterdust, flaming sphere, blindness (x2), see invisibility
3 - lightening bolt, clairvoyance,
4 - arcane eye, ice storm
Celestial Bear: 48/69, AC16;SR 15; DR5/+1 d20+15=23 d20+15=35 d20+15=27 d20+15=33 d20+8=23 d8+8=10 d8+8=11 d8+8=14 d8+8=13 2d8(6+8)+4=18 4d6(1+3+1+3)+8=16 Monday March 7th, 2005 5:51:52 PM
Easily avoiding the clutches of his feathered foe (DC 23)the bear shrugs off some of the damage inflicted by the bird (damage reduction) and then returns to the business of mauling the achaierai. AC 35 (possible crit)crit roll AC 27, AC 33, and AC 23: For 10 points (11 point crit damage), 14 points, and 18 points of damage from a bite.
(achaierai needs to make a opposed grapple check DC 35 or be grappled and take an additional 16 points)
Milo d20+18=29 d20+18=34 d20+13=19 d4+2=6 5d6(5+1+3+2+2)=13 d4+2=4 5d6(5+2+3+5+6)=21 d4+2=5 5d6(6+5+4+5+5)=25 Monday March 7th, 2005 10:14:45 PM
Milo slides five feet closer to stand next to K'nara (I32), and unleashes the fury of his blade upon the soldier (12) between himself and Gunther. (OOC: Milo hits AC 29, 34, and 19 for 19 hps, 25 hps, and 30 hps respectively)
Figment (AC 13, HP 22, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) d20+26=39 13d6(4+4+5+6+1+4+4+5+4+5+4+6+1)=53 11d6(5+6+3+3+5+6+2+2+5+4+6)=47 Monday March 7th, 2005 10:28:33 PM
Knowing full well that Holdrin has been casting illusions, the mage yells this to everyone. He also begins scanning for the real demon and Holdrin - not believing his newest illusion for a second (Spellcraft 39 to identify the illusion). Once seen he blasts him and the demon with Cone of Cold if he can get them without hitting any Talons (53 DMG). If this is not possible he uses his chain lightning to nail Holdrin, the demon, and then the standing HOL fighters (47,24,12,6,3,1 DMG).
Olana d20+14=21 d20+9=12 d10+3=13 Tuesday March 8th, 2005 12:47:38 AM
Seeing something at the corner of her eye, Olana tries firing at it. What was it, a bird, sent by that wizard? A long shot... AC21 for 13
"Riders coming!" yells out the elf as she runs flat out toward the boulder (U14). "Coming up real soon!"
Hopefully she'll be able to get to cover and ready her bow. She was commited now, although with things changing by the second, it looked like this second vantage point wouldn't give her much more advantage. That Holdrin seemed a little odd, too.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) d20+14=18 d20+9=22 d20+14=21 d20+6=11 d20+14=21 d8+8=15 d8+8=9 d8+8=12 d8+8=14 d6=4 d6=2 d6=3 d6=5 Tuesday March 8th, 2005 2:01:29 AM There's no time like the present reasons Gunther as he unleashes a full attack on HOL11. He smiles as a few of his attacks manage to connect (AC 18 for 15+4, AC22 for 9+2, AC21 for 12+3, AC21 for 14+5).
Bertram runs through the oily black cloud, gagging slightly, but otherwise suffering no ill effects. Seeing Holdrin in front of him, Bertram swings his axe, feeling the powerful blade meet its target. Without waiting he swings again, intent on seeing this menace removed.
(OOC damage was 29, if chaotic-damage is 45)
Ambush Round 8 - DM Donna d20+2=22 d20+2=16 d20+2=15 d20+2=10 d20+2=12 d20+2=14 d20+11=17 d20+5=25 d20+5=10 d10+5=9 d6=1 Tuesday March 8th, 2005 8:39:59 AM
Although Lian's tactics fail to trip HOL13, the mercenary suffers from the pummelling the monk gives him
Lian successfully trips HOL12, who is now prone.
Athalorn's lightning squarely strikes HOL13.
Ingrge prepares to cast, also noting the approaching riders that Olana spotted.
Milo carves up HOL12--that one is definitely dead.
Figment shouts his warning and glares around the area, disbelieving...however, at this moment, there is nothing to disbelieve. Only target for his spell so far are the stand HOL mercenaries--and just about all of them are fried within an inch of their lives.
Olana's instincts are good, but the little black bird flew away before she could do anything but notice that it used to be inside the wizard's pocket before being released. How odd. However, her arrow finds its mark in the neck of the huge bird near Brother Bertram.
Gunther slices 'n' dices HOL11 (another HOL bites the dust!)
Bertram focuses his attack on the foul fowl that the Celestial Bear and Athalorn's summoned Tiger are also tearing into. Between all three of them (and Olana's arrow), the bird is soon killed.
K'Nara strikes at the last HOL standing--and her blow kills #13...
Just in time for the riders to come thundering up to the Wall of Thorns, which suddenly disappears, leaving only the three groups of three bushes behind.
"They aren't HOL or from Parnoth's army..." K'Nara points out, "...so that leaves the Tines..."
"K'Nara, I am Berryl," the black-haired human female on the lead horse says gravely, "Lieutenant in the Tines. I am here to take back the artifact that you stole from us."
She holds her hand up, and the other riders--weapons drawn--halt and eye the Talons uneasily, many of them clearly torn about confronting the heroes of the Culverwood.
And, in the distance, only one more round away, are people running to catch up--people dressed in the uniform of Parnoth's army.
Lian (AC 32/33, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Tuesday March 8th, 2005 9:12:17 AM
Dodge vs Berryl. Total Defense AC 32, 33 vs Berryl.
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (93), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
The monk crosses his arms infront of him as the black haired woman demands the artifact. "Well, I am pretty sure that won't be happening this day... or any other." Smirks the monk.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] 5d6(5+5+6+2+5)=23 d20+11=22 d20+11=30 d20+6=16 d20+9=26 d20+9=24 d8+6=8 d8+6=9 2d6(2+4)+3=9 d8+3=10 d8+3=8 Tuesday March 8th, 2005 9:24:38 AM OOC: Why did Athalorns Wall of Thorns go away? What may have been the cause?
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (from Ingrge) Blur- (from Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, three of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half) Summon Nature's Ally 4 -tiger- 6 rounds left
The Tines are torn about attacking the Talons, the druid doesn't have the same restraint. He calls a bolt to strike Berryl. (23 damage)
The tiger charges into action, trying to take out Berryl's horse. (AC 22claw, 30claw, 16bite, 26rake, 24 rake, for 8claw, 9claw, 9bite, 10rake and 8rake damage)
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 8th, 2005 1:41:57 PM
His axe is hanging over his shoulder, dripping gore and bloody feathers, Bertram moves up to the other Talons placing himself in a good position to startle the Tines' horses should things go from bad to worse. He sizes up what they will be facing with a practiced eye.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Tuesday March 8th, 2005 2:49:40 PM
Jerking his two-bladed sword from the chest of the HOL lackey he just finished killing, Gunther looks over at the newcomers with a look of disgust and impatience. He begins to laugh...not a mirth filled laugh, but a hollow angry laugh...one filled with more than the suggestion of impending death.
"Schraube mit dem Teufel, und Sie haben nichts aber einen wunden Anus im Ende" he calls out in orcish. "Ve vill not argue vith you...ve are too tired for dat. De artifact is ours. But if you vant to come and fight us for us like des fools, den I guess ve vill have to kill you too. If you are vise, you vill go back and say dat you never saw us." Gunther swings his bloody sword back and forth, flicking the blood from it and ready for another fight should the Tines make the wrong decision.
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; AC22; greater invisibility, fox's cunning, hasted d20+10=29 d20+4=22 Tuesday March 8th, 2005 5:33:53 PM
Invisible, Ingrge communicates that the celestial bear should walk up and stand in front of Beryl and just stare at her. Then Ingrge makes his way up beside Beryl and grabs hold of her pulling her down off her horse and behind the boulder. AC29 (flatfooted) strength DC 22
Figment (AC 13, HP 22, Fly, Improved Invis, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) Tuesday March 8th, 2005 9:34:01 PM
The mage points to the HOL cleric and the demon standing on the ridge. "Those are the ones who stole the artifact. We have had to retrieve it twice now - once because of you and alomst at the cost of our friend. It will stay with us until our mutual enemy and his pet demon are killed.". Seeing his new potential target the mage prepares to cast but holds pending the Tines reactions and K'Nara's order.
Milo Tuesday March 8th, 2005 9:35:12 PM
Milo stares up in disbelief at this woman's audacity and growls from beneath clenched teeth, "You just try and take it." His short sword begins to twirl in his hands.
Olana Wednesday March 9th, 2005 1:45:27 AM
Running up to join the others - "What's going on now?" she asks Milo breathlessly. She is more than a little confused, not quite knowing who friend or foe are these days.
Who Has Whom..? - DM Donna d20=12 d20=20 d20+12=32 d20+10=17 Wednesday March 9th, 2005 8:48:58 AM
The thunder overhead booms ominously as the tiger leaps at the Tine lieutenant's horse. Even as the lightning summoned by Athalorn strikes downward, however, Ingrge's action saves Berryl from being hit by the electricity.
Not so lucky is Berryl's horse (although the tiger is unaffected thanks to its naturally high dexterity)...a pile of roasted horsemeat is all that's left of the innocent animal.
K'Nara barks at Athalorn: "Stop that now! They didn't attack us, even though they COULD have!"
Figment's statement directs everyone's attention to up on top of the ridge--where absolutely nothing is visible.
"Where is Berryl?" demands a young elven warrior, who then aims his bow directly at K'Nara's heart. "If you've harmed her..."
"We didn't harm her and we didn't steal the artifact from Tine headquarters!" K'Nara denies hotly, pointing over to where Ingrge is moving the now-invisible Berryl back towards the boulder that is at square D24. "She's just been saved from the lightning by my righthand elf!"
"Lightning that YOUR human called down!!!" the elf points out, his hand on the bowstring tightening.
"I'm all right, Browal," Berryl's voice says calmly, "Although I'd rather NOT be dragged about anymore..."
At this point, both K'Nara and Figment see the same thing: just as Ingrge approaches the boulder he was intending to use for cover, something leaps out from behind the trio of bushes next to it: the slimy-looking babau.
"Ingrge--behind you!" both the bladesinger and the wizard scream--but it's too late. Ingrge is punched in his head and knocked away from Berryl by the demon, who then seizes the screaming woman.
"What is it??? BERRYL???" roars Browal, who lets loose the arrow nocked in his bow--the arrow that K'Nara barely dodges.
"Now, now, now!" a voice, oily with charisma, booms from on top of the ridge. "No need to be soooo jumpy--your precious Berryl is in the tender care of my compatriot..."
Suddenly Berryl appears--she is in a position that is achingly familiar to Figment: being held by the throat by the babau, whose horrid, horned visage is now equally visible.
"He IS on the ridge." K'Nara's voice grates, for her gaze went immediately to the speaker, the gloating cleric of Caeroldra who was now just walking into view up on the ridge that Figment had tried to call attention to.
"Greetings, friends." Holdrin says, beaming a beautiful smile at everyone. "I am Holdrin, cleric of Caeroldra, the true goddess of love and passion...and the Talons have something that belongs to my temple." The man fixes a gaze down upon the redheaded leader of the Saryd Tower group.
"Now, K'Nara, you have a choice: you can give the Heart of Caeroldra to my partner there...or you can watch him rip out the throat of...how is that you elvish boors put it...an innocent..?" Holdrin drawls out the word "innocent", making it sound like a graphic insult.
"Of course, your little band of cast-offs could opt to unleash your rather formidable powers and skills upon myself and the creature I command--but you know that this will seal Berryl's fate...nothing you could possibly do could prevent her--an innocent--from being killed. Her blood would be on your heads...innocent blood." Holdrin pauses to let this sink in.
"If you give the Heart to my partner, he will yield to you Berryl, safe and unharmed." the cleric says firmly. "And NO semantics, woman! We get to leave here with the Heart and without being harmed or enspelled in any way by anybody here." The handsome yet thoroughly evil man smirks expectantly.
"The choice is yours."
Just at THIS moment, however, the pounding of running feet come up to surround the Tines and Talons alike.
"STOP, in the name of Parnoth!" commands a voice that all the Talons recognize as belonging to none other than Mop, the green dragon's major domo/toady.
K'Nara Wednesday March 9th, 2005 8:59:01 AM
The leader of the Talons quickly assesses the situation, which is now stomach-sinkingly apparent:
Parnoth's soldiers (accompanied by several dragon-fellas) outnumber the Tines and Talons put together...and almost all of the Talons' major spells had been used in the ambush and fight with the HOL goons.
It would take some FAST talking to get out of this one..!
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; AC22; greater invisibility, fox's cunning, hasted d20+7=27 Wednesday March 9th, 2005 5:09:54 PM
Shaking his head, not only from being hit while invisible, but trying to figure out how he was even located while he was invisible, is giving him a headache.
As he puzzles this out he quietly and quickly (move silent dc27 - natural 20) finds himself, still invisible, with staff in hand, beside Mop and his horse.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Wednesday March 9th, 2005 8:56:24 PM
What is the demon wearing? Metal? What sort of demon is it?
DM OOC: the demon is a babau.
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (from Ingrge) Blur- (from Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, three of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half) Summon Nature's Ally 4 -tiger- 5 rounds left
The druid shudders as K'Nara yells at him. He fingers spell components(Readying a Spell), waiting for K'Nara's command.
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
Lian (AC 32/33, 47hps) [stoneskin, bull's strength, haste] Wednesday March 9th, 2005 8:58:55 PM
Dodge vs Demon. Total Defense AC 32, 33 vs Demon.
Active spells from Ingrge: Stone skin (93), Bulls strength +2, Haste Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
The monk moves slowly and defensively, toward K'Nara. (Total Defense as standard action)
Figment (AC 13, HP 22, Fly, See Invis, Fox's Cunning +4, Prot from evil) Wednesday March 9th, 2005 9:05:06 PM
The mage smiles as Mop and his minions show up. "Good to see you Mop...seems the demon there (looking to the demon) has the bargaing chip that Holdrin has against you. You'd better preserve the life of the lieutenant there if you have any chance of prevailing this day...we'll try to be nice if you make sure she is safe and Holdrin is killed. Otherwise we will not be interested in negotiating...". The mage takes to the sky to get in range of the HOL cleric to cast. He tries to locate the 'mark' on him that he was so graciously given by Holdrin in bird form and remove it. As he powers up he revels in the idea of returning the bird crap with a more tangible offering, say a cone of icey energy...
Milo Thursday March 10th, 2005 12:14:45 AM
This nasty turn of events seems to take the wind out of Milo's sails, so to speak, and the halfling relaxes, dropping his sword arm to his side, as he makes his way quickly to Olana's side. He does this as unobtrusively as possible. Once there, he whispers to his love, "The bracelet. Attune and use the bracelet on Berryl." He then spends the rest of his time staring down at the ground.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Thursday March 10th, 2005 1:16:48 AM
Gunther stands, his now clean sword at his hand...completely taken aback, and unsure of what to do.
OOC I nominate Milo for a hero point for the brilliant idea of using the bracelet of friends!!!
Brother Bertram Thursday March 10th, 2005 4:29:23 AM
Bertram murmurs a prayer to Domi and Gargul quickly, preparing healing for the Tine if she is attacked by the demon.
Olana Thursday March 10th, 2005 11:09:42 AM
The elf stares down at Milo for a moment, her mind clogged with the stupendous current events. "What...? Oh!"
Absently and hopefully unobtrusively she fiddles with one of the charms on the bracelet, looking at, and whispering Berryl's name.
She then activates said device, smiling sweetly all the time.
The Art of Negotiation - DM Donna d20+5=8 3d6(4+1+4)=9 Thursday March 10th, 2005 11:30:32 AM
The rotund seneschal of Parnoth looks annoyed.
"For shame, K'Nara," he takes her to task in a mocking sort of voice, "I would have thought that you had your minions disciplined enough by now to actually listen to orders..." He removes from his waistband a twisted black wand and waves it, intoning a Draconian phrase (those of you who recognize the language translate it as "Heed Me Now!") and then says forcefully:
"STOP, in the name of Parnoth!"
Ingrge--who had been quickly approaching Mop and the foot soldiers--must make a Fortitude save versus DC30. Failing means that he will suddenly become completely paralyzed--unable to move or speak--while popping into view. Making the save will only paralyze him without dispelling the Invisibility that currently protects him. Either way, Ingrge will end up in square F21, still a good thirty feet away from Mop.
Figment, too, must make the same Fortitude Save versus DC30 for the same choices. Failing means he is paralyzed AND will find his Flying dispelled (falling back to the ground for about 9hpd.)...or he will just be paralyzed, yet floating in the air as though anchored there.
Lian, Milo and Olana all now must make Fortitude saves versus DC30. Failing the saves means each is paralyzed and will have any defensive/preparatory spells that were cast upon them suddenly canceled out.
K'Nara, Athalorn, Bertram and Gunther didn't move, so the wand's application doesn't affect them this time.
"Hey--that's cheating!" Holdrin screams as Berryl blinks from being in the clutches of the babau to appearing right beside Olana. "I'll have your liver on a stick for that, you elven piece of trash!!!" Holdrin begins to cast.
"I said 'STOP IN THE NAME OF PARNOTH,' fool!" Mop growls, even more annoyed and using his wand once more. Holdrin freezes in mid-cast, looking like a beautifully-carved statue in a rather silly position.
"Now, see, there?" Mop says, scowling. "I've been made to work far too hard for this already. K'Nara," he addresses the leader of the Talons directly, "in spite of the fact that this follower of Caeroldra has bitten off more than he could chew in challenging your group, it is clear that I have superior numbers AND the magic and might of Parnoth to back me up...and I am, unfortunately, honor-bound to support Holdrin's bid for that artifact that you people managed to get back."
"What???" K'Nara demands, her jaw dropping. "How in The Wold..?"
"It isn't for either me or you to question." Mop says stiffly. "It is the will of Parnoth. I am empowered to allow Holdrin's original deal that he proposed to the Talons to stand: give the artifact over to his partner, there...and the Talons and the Tines here may leave unmolested. This time, however, the same will hold true for Holdrin, his pet--" Mop nodded the demon's way, "--and for me and my master's force here. All of us will simply leave from this encounter without bothering any of the others."
Brother Bertram Thursday March 10th, 2005 2:58:47 PM
Bertram scratches his beard and watches Mop, an insolent smile upon his lips. "I cant say I care to take orders from that green lizard, or his lackey."
Lian (AC 25, 47hps) d20=11 Thursday March 10th, 2005 4:44:16 PM
(OOC: Lian automatically fails only having a +9 to his fort, unless you want to count his +4 vs Enchantments. Fort save 11, 15 vs enchantment.)
Stunning Attacks used: 4 of 10
The monk stands stone still, looking as if he has something to say to the dragons toady.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Thursday March 10th, 2005 4:48:02 PM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (from Ingrge) Blur- (from Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, three of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
He fingers spell components(Readying a Spell), waiting for K'Nara's command. He looks worried.
1st Level (5) DC = 16 Charm Animal, Cure Light Wounds, Speak with Animals, Obscuring Mist, Magic Fang
2nd Level (5) DC = 17 Chill Metal, Fog Cloud, Gust of Wind, Soften Earth and Stone
3rd Level (4) DC = 18 Call Lightning, Meld into Stone, Sleet Storm, Wind Wall
4th Level (3) DC = 19 Ice Storm
5th Level (2) DC = 20 NONE
Ingrge: 84/84 hps; AC22; greater invisibility, fox's cunning, hasted d20+13=30 d20+14=24 Thursday March 10th, 2005 6:58:25 PM
Ingrge, still invisible, and standing frozen Spell resistance 24; made fortitude save dc 30) thinks really hard about activating one of his staff effects and roasting Mop or possibly Holdrin but waits for one moment to see what else is about to happen.
Milo d20+10=27 Thursday March 10th, 2005 7:36:32 PM
Milo's body locks up with paralysis, and the halfling stands in mute fury, eyeing Mop, looking for a good place to stick his blade. (OOC: Failed Fortitude save.)
Olana d20+11=26 Thursday March 10th, 2005 11:36:08 PM
Olana starts to say something to Berryl. "Are you -" Then dang it if she can't move a muscle. Of course Mop had been annoying right from the very Beginning. She tried to keep her feathers unruffled, hoping sincerely that Holdrin person had been frozen, too. Elven piece of trash? Tsk. Obviously from the scruffier parts of Culverwood, Holdrin was.
Gunther (AC29, HP 73/73) Stoneskin 110, Haste, Barkskin +2) Friday March 11th, 2005 12:44:58 AM
A slight popping noise is heard as Gunther's knuckles pop from the death grip he has on his blade. He really, really, really wants to charge forward and slice into Mop, but somehow he gets the feeling that that would be the wrong thing to do. Gods! This wasn't even remotely close to something he was talented at. Honor, duty, insults...hmmph...those things were for sophisticated elves. He preferred the orc route. Stick a knife in your opponents gut while they were distracted. But, when in Culverwood or the Scaab...or whatever!! He watches K'nara carefully, looking for any signal to attack.
The Facts of Life - DM Donna d20+5=21 Friday March 11th, 2005 7:11:25 AM
Figment falls to the earth with a thud, backpack still clutched in his now-paralyzed hands (OOC: failed the Fort Save with 21.) K'Nara gasps and kneels by the wizard, checking for a pulse and, mercifully, finding it.
"Mop, you--" she roars, leaping to her feet once more. The toady holds up his wand hand.
"Please be sensible." he says. "The Master has decreed that--in spite of your insolence and mutiny to his authority--that I offer you the same kind of deal that Holdrin was asking for. You have the artifact--kindly give it to Holdrin's pet and then we can all leave this gods-forsaken place!"
If looks could kill, surely Mop would have been in the grip of rigor mortis now, as the bladesinger's hazel eyes narrowed. Then she wheeled about, bent down, and opened the backpack. After a moment of rifling, she pulled from it the glowing lantern that was the object of such fascination.
"Go on--give it to him." Mop urged, nodding at the demon, who grinned at K'Nara as she begrudgingly did so.
"Kill them!" Holdrin shouted as soon as the babau had possession of the artifact. "Kill them all--ESPECIALLY the elven offal!" He practically hopped up and down in anticipation. The foot soldiers gripped their weapons while the dragon-things restlessly clicked their claws and whipped their tails about.
"No." Mop said firmly. "It is the decree of Parnoth that the deal you made with the Talons be honored...you have the...Heart of Caeroldra now...and now we all just go our separate ways." The portly major domo smirked at K'Nara.
"The talons were not so sharp, eh, my dear--not as sharp as the dragon's claw..!" he reminded her of her own warning to him a year ago or so. The leader of the Talons glowered.
"Yeah, well, Parnoth would do well to remember that he only has ONE claw left!" she snapped.
POOF!
Mop and his crew are gone.
Holdrin and his demon are gone.
The only living things in the area now are the Tines, the Talons, the summoned good animals...
...and three sets of bush-trios.
All who were paralyzed find that they can move now.
"You fool!" Browall yells at K'Nara. "You just...just GAVE it to them! I ought to--" The elf draws and nocks another arrow, but a sharp word from Berryl stops him.
"Browall!" she cries. "What else was she going to do? Use your head! We'd all be dead now if she hadn't."
"If they hadn't STOLEN the damn thing in the first place..!" the archer argues.
"We DIDN'T steal it 'in the first place', you thick-witted sap!" K'Nara snarls. "Gods! You and Endrin deserve each other!"
"Pay Browall no heed." Berryl says. "We were all told by Endrin that you Talons had betrayed us...however, logic dictates that we were all victims of an infiltrator of the Tines. I'll report this to Endrin, but..." The human female frowns.
"I'm not going to expect that he'll change his mind and admit he's wrong." K'Nara finished the woman's unfinished sentences. "In spite of his treatment of us, I think you Tines are doing the right thing...and as long as I lead the Talons, there is no ill will from us towards the organization." K'Nara stressed the word "organization". Berryl smiled.
"Then, we, too, shall leave you without malice." she said. Browall and a couple of other Tines looked as though they wanted to argue. "Enough! Randa, I'll ride double with you..." She stepped over to one of the riders and was helped onto the back of the horse.
"Good luck, then, Talons." Berryl said sincerely, if a little sadly. "May the Emerald Kingdom find peace and freedom...someday."
The Tines ride off, following the trail back towards home, leaving the Talons standing in the remnants of their hard-fought battle, the wind blowing some dust across the ground and over the newly-grown bushes...
K'Nara Friday March 11th, 2005 7:26:25 AM
The tall bladesinger looks around at the group assembled around her.
"We must leave as soon as possble..." she reminds them, "...we can't be sure that the watchmen of the stronghold didn't see that smoke from when the Web was burning. If they did, they'll be sending out a scout to see what may have caused the fire."
The group hurries to make sure that everyone is together...the tiger and rats are sent back to wherever they were summoned from. The black panther--her belly round with her unexpected but welcome meal--returns to the periphery of Gunther. Glannath is perched on one of the nearby bushes.
"Check out what's left of that wizard..." K'Nara says to nobody in particular. "...he might have something useful to us." Her attention, however, is captured by the highly-unusual bush formations left in the wake of the Wall of Thorns.
K'Nara speaks a spell--anyone who uses magic instantly recognizes the incantation for a basic Detect Magic--directing it at the trio of bushes she's standing closest to.
Nothing happens.
"So...these bushes are not magic." she says, puzzled. "Yet...they appeared as if by magic--I wonder why..?"
Whomever checks out the wizard's body must roll a Search check versus DC15. Make the check to see if your PC finds anything they think is useful to the party.
The party is otherwise able to start traveling back to the Emerald Kingdom.
Ingrge Friday March 11th, 2005 5:42:00 PM
Thanking the Celestial Bear Ingrge offers him a healing potion and then let's him go on his way.
Then at K'nara's announcement that they head back, Ingrge shakes his head as if he didn't quite hear quite correctly.
"Umm K'nara, what about the stronghold back there? Are we just going to leave it operational?"
Milo Friday March 11th, 2005 8:50:32 PM
"Well, at lease she won't be of any further assistance to them." Milo glances over at the dead body of his former captor. After replacing his short sword in its scabbard, Milo approaches the wizard's lifeless body, and delicately searches the body for items that may be of assistance to his friends. He takes a couple of minutes to complete his search, but is thorough nonetheless. (OOC: Milo takes 20 on his search, getting a DC 34)
Lian (AC 25, 47hps) Friday March 11th, 2005 9:02:57 PM
The monk remains still and quiet.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Friday March 11th, 2005 9:06:47 PM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (from Ingrge) Blur- (from Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, three of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
The druid is about to cast, then, POOF!
"Seems the rat has scurried away, again."
He walks over to Berryl. "Sorry about the toasty bolt." He winces slightly.
K'Nara Saturday March 12th, 2005 10:22:17 AM
"We were pursuing Elese in order to get the artifact from her." K'Nara tells Ingrge. "And we did...technically..." She scowls. "...even if we didn't get to hang onto that lantern. Our eye ought to remain on the artifact, and not necessarily the cohorts of one of the thieves who coveted the Serpent Star...or the Heart of Caeroldra...or whatever it's called."
Search Results for Milo - DM Donna Saturday March 12th, 2005 10:25:41 AM
The little rogue finds three scrolls on the wizard's body: Fly, Heroism, and Water Breathing.
Gunther Saturday March 12th, 2005 3:33:04 PM
Squatting down on the ground, Gunther looks downcast. Somehow this seemed wrong. It seemed, well...unheroic. He's not sure what they were supposed to do, but he was fairly certain what they just did was wrong. Rubbing his temples, Gunther tries not to think too hard...it always gives him a headache.
Brother Bertram Saturday March 12th, 2005 8:43:20 PM
Bertram grunts from where he sits dejectedly. "We took it from Elese and gave it to THEM! We are worse off now than we were."
Lian (AC 25, 47hps) Sunday March 13th, 2005 11:00:16 AM
The monk remains still, getting more frusterated by the minute, listening to the group.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Sunday March 13th, 2005 11:01:50 AM
Active Spells: Barkskin- 90 mins (self) Owls wisdon +4- (from Ingrge) Blur- (from Ingrge) Call Lightning Storm- 9 mins (lasts 9 mins, three of nine 5d6 bolts left, DC 22 ref for half)
the druid walks over to Lian and taps him on the head. "Huh, seems he's stiffer than usual. Like him better this way." He grins.
Ingrge Sunday March 13th, 2005 12:07:52 PM
K'nara I always got the impression that she was working for someone, not the other way around. She was nowhere near clever enough. If she were she would still be alive and Holdrin would be the dead one.
Reality Bites - DM Donna d20+9=23 d20+2=16 Monday March 14th, 2005 6:21:23 AM
Before K'Nara addresses the Talons again, Figment snaps his fingers.
"I'm going to check Elese's body!" he says, then flies off to do just that. K'Nara looks after him, shakes her head and then addresses the misgivings of the party:
"Listen, I'm sure that Ingrge's instinct is right...but the long and the short of it is this: we have NO proof that Elese was being directed by anybody, and--even if we did--our objective was to get that artifact. We did that...and we had to give it up in order to keep innocent blood from being spilled." The tall woman doesn't look happy admitting that, but she continues to speak with conviction.
"I don't like that we ended up losing the lantern, but that lantern itself IS what we need to keep track of at this time...we only have the very small comfort that, for some odd reason, Parnoth doesn't have his claws on it...yet. However, we need to get our butts back to the Culverwood and find out what the HOL is actually going to do with that thing. I suspect they don't know how to use it, as we saw that apparently Elese did--but that will only be a matter of time before they do...and we all know that the Hands of Love are as bad in their own way as Parnoth is in his."
Figment returns just then, landing but listening to the redheaded fighter as she finishes speaking.
"Attacking that stronghold now is just asking for more trouble than we are likely to be able to handle in our present condition." K'Nara points out. "And we can't be sure we'll actually discover anything that can help us get the lantern back. It's better for us to follow the HOL back to the Emerald Kingdom and use whatever resources we have to discover what they've done with their 'Heart of Caeroldra' there."
"I cast a Detect Magic while I was searching," Figment explains, "I found these things to be magic--" Here he shows the party two rings, a tan bag, a wand and a floppy hat. He waves the hat about a bit.
"As soon as I took this off Elese, what was left of her skin turned black, and whatever hair that hadn't been fried turned white." he says matter-of-factly.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) (AC 27, 77hps)[barkskin, owls wisdom, blur] Monday March 14th, 2005 7:30:15 AM
The druid shakes his head, "I can't believe how easily we let them have the thing."
"Anyway... where's that bird of mine." He begins calling for Glannath.
Lian Monday March 14th, 2005 7:37:50 AM
"Hmmm...." He taps his chin with one finger. "...why doesn't someone just ask Elese if she was working for anyone? She's dead and has no reason to keep the secret to herself anymore. There is, of course, the fact WE killed her. Her spirit may not be willing to answer us." He looks at Bertram. "The worse thing she can tell us is that there aren't just the four groups we know about after the artifact. There might be many more if this thing is as legendary as we think it is."
Gunther Monday March 14th, 2005 2:54:12 PM
Looking at the fortress and then at K'nara, Gunther sighs. "Vat do ve do now?? Follow de Hands of Love? I suppose ve should track dem. Going to be a little harder for us, since ve don't have any horses dough." Gunther gathers his stuff and prepares to head out.
Olana Monday March 14th, 2005 3:11:35 PM
Refusing to let herself get all wrapped up in disappointment, Olana bites her lip and has a closer look at those plant things.
"I thought Athalorn had done this?" she asks, puzzled. "I must say, they're very robust, and in a strange formation."
Brother Bertram Monday March 14th, 2005 6:30:26 PM
Bertram brightens noticeably at K'nara's words. So Friend K'nara, you are saying that NOW we can go destroy the heathen fiends?"
Milo Monday March 14th, 2005 7:46:48 PM
Picking up the three scrolls, Milo casually strolls over to Ingrge, "Here ya go. You'll probably get better use outta these than I will." After handing the arcane loot over, he smiles, nods, and then heads over to where Olana stands, and silently stands beside her.
The Way It Is - DM Donna Tuesday March 15th, 2005 6:00:49 AM
"I'm saying that, since we had to give up that lantern to keep innocent blood from being spilled, we're on the hook to try to keep tabs on the thing and get it back when we can." K'Nara replies to the good cleric's query. "I, too, am hoping to take out a good bunch of those jerks when we do it...but now we have to get back to the Culverwood so we can mobilize our sources and develop a plan."
If there aren't any more questions, K'Nara turns and starts back along the trail towards the Emerald Kingdom.
Athalorn (sub Jay B) Tuesday March 15th, 2005 6:28:23 AM
The druid shrugs at Olana's statement. "Those have never happened before when casting the wall. I have no idea why they remain. Perhaps it was the proximity of the artifact? It twists nature, remember?" He grins.
"Oh yes, K'Nara almost forgot, when we get back to the Kingdom, I really should see if my mother is alright." The druid looks to have resolve on his face. "Glannath could use a break too. And me."
Lian Tuesday March 15th, 2005 6:35:37 AM
"So, Brother Bertram, are you going to speak to Elese's corpse?"
He then looks at the druid. "Really. I should see if my parents are alright as well. Not to mention, finally getting Merlot set up for his retirement and getting a younger horse. Father would love to have Merlot home I'm sure."
The monk raises an eyebrow to K'Nara and Bertram's comments. "I would LOVE to get my hands around that toadies throat at least once before I die." Then he looks at K'Nara. "I don't expect that the Tower will still be standing when we arrive home?!" He says, fearing the worse.
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 15th, 2005 6:44:07 AM
Bertram looks at Lian askance. "I cannot do what you ask Friend Lian. My association with Gargul will not permit me to disturb the dead. I am sorry that I cannot help you."
Figment Tuesday March 15th, 2005 7:46:16 AM
Listening to the banter the mage offers "Ingrge and I can get us back to the camp site tomorrow via teleporting. That way we are home and back to our horses and gear. From there we can try to help the people the HOL and Parnoth's dragon things are killing while we decide what to do next - like for instance scrying for the lantern or Holdrin.".
Olana Tuesday March 15th, 2005 10:38:05 PM
"Honestly Lian, sometimes you're all doom and gloom," says Olana with a wink to her fellow elf.
She nods at Athalorn's explanation about the thorns. It seemed logical enough.
All this is while running her eyes over Milo. She appears to be checking to make sure he's okay and isn't injured. After all she couldn't see him for most of the battle. Magic redandblue mushrooms, she wanted to get back home and wash Izen out of her hair. That Elese had proved to be very tiresome.
Gunther Wednesday March 16th, 2005 12:32:05 AM
Gunther makes his way over to the panther and checks her over. His face radiant, he reaches over and strokes her luxious pelt. "You ver vonderful!! But ve must protect you better next time. I don't vant to lose you." Noting her round belly, Gunther sighs. "You know, it's not going to be as easy to lift you dis time..."
Milo Wednesday March 16th, 2005 2:05:12 AM
Milo notices Olana looking at him, and returns her gaze smiling playfully. The halfling holds his arms out away from his body, "All in one piece. How did you fare in that last bout?" Genuine concern is evident in his voice at that last question, but Milo needs little encouragement to examine the fair elven ranger.
Journey Home - DM Donna d20=11 d20=12 d20=3 Wednesday March 16th, 2005 7:48:42 AM
K'Nara herds the party back along the trail, wanting to make sure there is as much distance between the Talons and the stronghold before resting. On the way, the group passes the site of a battle--the bodies that remain look familiar (Intelligence check versus DC15 to recall that some of them were seen when Ingrge scryed Elese's location a while back).
One of the bodies is that of Lerith, the Talons fighter whom K'Nara is sure was the one tricked into assisting Elese steal the Serpent Star from the Tines. Lerith is stabbed in the back as opposed to having died in battle.
After camping for the night and eating breakfast (which the panther doesn't have to worry about--she's still digesting horse meat), the Talons are teleported to the site Figment mentioned. From there, they start the trek back into the Emerald Kingdom.
Once across the Lygn River and back in their native land, Athalorn bids the Talons farewell.
"I must see for myself if my mother is all right," he says gravely, "And I want to consult with my father about what Parnoth is likely to do in the area...he may need my help to protect the forest there."
K'Nara hugs the tall human male and wishes him well.
Lian d20+2=4 Wednesday March 16th, 2005 10:40:16 AM
The monk searches Lerith's treacherous corpse for clues or information. (untrained Search 4) "Uh, Milo my friend, please help me. I know I'm missing something here." Lian askes with a pleading smile.
The monk shakes the tall ones hand and says, "May Domi know you well in all your journies. May you find your family well." The monk raises the scarf over his mouth and says no more. He begins to ponder his parents fate.
Olana d20+12=24 Wednesday March 16th, 2005 11:26:04 PM
"I'm fine," smiles Olana, giving Milo a tight hug.
On the way back, she help with the search on the fallen comrade. SEARCH DC24. "What an end. This whole adventure taints us all," she remarks sorrowfully.
As they part company with Athalorn, she clasps his hand. "Be careful, Athalorn. These are strange times. Have a safe journey."
Gunther Thursday March 17th, 2005 12:17:38 AM
As Athalorn prepares to leave, Gunther gives him a spine crushing bear hug. "I vill miss you friend! Promise you vill return soon!"
The large warrior turns his back as Athalorn walks off and begins to wipe furiously at his eyes. He strides quickly away from the others to the outskirts of camp and sits down on the dirt. Truth be told, Athalorn was just about his only true friend in the group. Sure, the others had been kind, but Athalorn had truly been a friend. As the group heads out, Gunther sticks to himself, apparently in deep thought.
Milo d20+14=30 Thursday March 17th, 2005 12:59:41 AM
Milo assists Lian with the search as well, helping Olana roll the dead Lerith (OOC: Search DC 30).
Once they are back Milo relaxes, looking to Olana, "I believe there is an opportunity for us to do some real good here, but I have to say, that I'm getting quite tired of that overgrown lizard sticking his big, ungly snout into our business. Something needs to be done about that...." Milo ponders his own statement, his brow furrowed.
Suddenly, Milo laughs nervously, looking up at Olana, "Um... er... soooo... uh... when do I meet your parents?" Smiling sheepishly, like a boy caught with his hand in the cookie jar, "I'd really like to introduce you to my mother."
Brother Bertram Thursday March 17th, 2005 4:31:41 AM
Bertram moves along with the other quietly, his mind miles from here as he ponders what the HOL will be up to now. Soon there must be a reckoning...
Lian Thursday March 17th, 2005 6:29:33 AM
Lian stands, knowing Milo will find what there is to look for.
"Yes, that menace must be dealt with but how ca..." The monk gets a strange look on his face. "I have a potential idea. Mop has the artifact and soon it will be in the claw of the beast. Now, there is an old adage, 'The enemy of your enemy is your friend.' Or 'Keep your friends close and your enemies closer.'
Well, why not use that? Lets set up a truce with the HoL. Ask them to help. If we all take on the dragon, perhaps we will achieve two goals with one stone as it were.... give the Green One a fat lip and retrieve the artifact.
Then the HoL and Talons can debate after, who should keep the artifact. If the HoL isn't an option, maybe we can find another ally."
Figment Thursday March 17th, 2005 8:14:24 AM
The mage nods to Antalorn and wishes him safe travels, sure he does not want to acknowledge the mage to much. As they traverse the river and move on he offers "I am sure Holdrin would not work in concert with us, but he might try to get the lantern himself. Perhaps we could help him find it without exposing ourselves to his treachery - which we all know will be the end result. I wonder if we can scry Mop and determine his whereabouts? It is possible he has not returned the artifact to Parnoth yet...Ingrge?".
Brother Bertram Thursday March 17th, 2005 1:14:59 PM
Bertram looks at Lian mildly. "And then what Friend Lian? The Hand of Love takes over the reign of terror that is Parnoth's legacy?" Bertram sighs, "I am sorry my friend but I see no good answer to our dilema."
Luck O' The Irish? - DM Donna Thursday March 17th, 2005 6:11:57 PM
Searching Lerith's body reveals nothing save that he wasn't killed in battle--he was assassinated from behind.
As the group travels back to their tower headquarters, they discuss the artifact. K'Nara takes the time to point out to Lian and Figment that she had been forced to technically hand over the Serpent Star to Holdrin's demon--and Mop himself claimed that it was the decree of Parnoth that the HOL get the lantern...which meant that neither Mop nor Parnoth had the artifact. At least, not just then. Knowing Parnoth's love of twisting events to his own favor, doubtless the dragon would renege on the deal made with the HOL as soon as possible.
Nearing the territory of the tower, the female panther (still tagging along with Gunther and the group) suddenly screams and dashes across the trail, bursting out from the underbrush on one side of the roadway and dashing across it to the other side...her tail in a mass of giant cockleburrs.
Running after her are three laughing leprechauns, all pointing and screaming with mirth themselves.
"Hey--HEY!" K'Nara yells at the little folk. "You're being MEAN! Knock it off!!!" She scowls at them.
One of the wee ones makes a rude gesture, which is about to be mirrored by the second, but the third peers with strange intensity at the tall human blade singer, then cuffs the other pair of leprechauns.
"Ye heard the lady--off wi' the burrs!" he orders. The other two mumble and grumble, but they wave their hands and the sticky, prickly orbs fall away from the large feline's tail.
"Thank you!" K'Nara says evenly. There is much fierce whispering and poking amongst the trio, but they end up bowing and "poof!" they're out of sight.
The panther opts to stick closer by Gunther after that, her hair on end for some time after the encounter.
Ingrge Thursday March 17th, 2005 7:34:11 PM
Oh I most certainly can scry for that little dust bucket but I am sure that with Parnoth's paranoia he is well protected. I can certainly try when we get back home.
OLana Friday March 18th, 2005 12:24:51 AM
'I wonder why Parnoth wants the HOL to have the artifact?" muses Olana. 'That seems to be the biggest mystery to me.'
The arrival of the leprechauns has the elf on guard. Pranksters on the face of it, but some were very powerful and capable of much darker things. They were never to be underestimated as far as she was concerned.
To Milo on the journey - 'I'd love to meet your mother," she says, adding a wistful smile. "As for my parents, I have no idea where they are. All our families were split up... they might be dead." Her look suggests she is reconciled to that idea, or perhaps it's a mask.
Lian Friday March 18th, 2005 2:30:22 AM
"Well Bertram, personally, when Parnoth is gone, it'll be a happy day for the Wold and the Kingdom."
Lian then sees the little folk and yells to them in Sylvan. "Be glad the big black didn't you, you little tricksters!" He grins.
Turning to Olana and Milo. "I think, perhaps, we should look for ALL our parents. Yours especially Olana, I'm sure your parents would love to be at the wedding." He smiles again, trying to help cheer her up.
Brother Bertram Friday March 18th, 2005 4:25:15 AM
"Friend Lian, I in no way meant that I approve of that green dictator, but I despise the HOL as much, if not more. They are fools that will destroy the entire kingdom. I have more faith in Parnoth than in them, but I in no way mean to defend the dragon."
Figment Friday March 18th, 2005 7:20:03 AM
The mage nods at Bertam's words. "Parnoth is interested in the preservation of the kingdom for his own purposes. The HOL is interested in loving anyone to death who does not follow their twisted religion. I like our chances with Parnoth. Obviously he's not worried about the artifiact as a threat. Either that or he believes once the thing gets to the HOL temple that its no longer a problem for him. Perhaps, Ingrge, you can scry for the artifact and for Holdrin later?".
Back at the Ranch...er...Tower - DM Donna Friday March 18th, 2005 8:06:26 AM
Finally the Talons make it back to their tower, where Thauramec Brusse immediately snags K'Nara to give her his complete report. As the phantom runs down the mundane encounters over the weeks the Talons had been away, K'Nara quickly whispers to Figment and Ingrge:
"Don't forget to have Brother Bertram check out the stuff we picked up...and you guys Identify them, too, okay..?"
Rainara and Remus welcome everyone home, pointing out to Gunther that the dwarves have started work on a nice stable that includes the space he'd requested for raising big cats. In another couple of weeks or so, the structure should be finished.
The horses that had been loosed by the Talons are all at the site, as well--though Remus points out to Lian that Merlot is sporting a claw mark on one flank. A local ranger who could speak to animals found out that Merlot very nearly became the meal for a stahker, but the other horses rallied to their colleague's aid and were able to help Merlot escape.
Lian Friday March 18th, 2005 9:02:46 AM
He finds Merlot wounded and consoles the old boy with a treat. "I'll heal that up soon my friend."
The monk immediately goes to his room, leaving the door open and begins writing a message he plans to send out first thing in the morning.
After finishing the letter, the new devotee of Domi pours over his scripture and begins memorizing passages. He also takes a long time on the chapters about Domi's life in the Wold before he ascended. The monk spends a good amount of time on the practices of the clergy and their ways so that he has an understanding of the divine.
His punching bag remains dusty and unused all day.
Gunther d20+12=16 Friday March 18th, 2005 12:49:24 PM
The warrior growls in frustration at the antics of the wee ones, but manages somehow to keep his anger in check.
Once home, Gunther grins at the stable. "Yes, dis vis do nicely." Looking over at the panther tagging along nearby, Gunther pats her gently. "Tell me girl, vhat do you tink? De veather is nice. You vant to stay out here togeder or you vant to spend de night in my place?" Gunther sighs...he wishes Athalorn was here. What he wouldn't give to be able to speak with his new companion.
At the mention of the stahker, Gunther's eyes sparkle. He would so love to see one...but for now, it would probably be best if he concentrated on the panther.
After K'nara's briefing, Gunther approaches Rainara to inquire about the condition of the dragon hide that he had sent back to the Tower. He also asks if there are any armorers nearby that might be able to convert it into some nice armor. Seemed like such a shame to let the thing go to waste.
As the day progresses, Gunther spends all of his time with the panther. He works on getting her used to being in closer proximity and general relationship building (Handle Animal=16). There would be plenty of time for more advanced training later...he hopes.
Figment Friday March 18th, 2005 4:34:28 PM
The mage spends his time identifying the items, tending to Jux, and recouperating from all the hubub.
Ingrge Friday March 18th, 2005 6:31:31 PM
Aiding with any identifying necessary, Ingrge will also scry for holdrin and the lantern if wanted, other than a few conversations with Figment and Bertram, the taciturn elf spends alot of time by himself and on Moonshadow apparently so he doesn't run into Olana or Milo. Oddly enough any time talk of matrimony and wedding plans comes up, Ingrge finds away to make himself absent from any such discussions.
Then one afternoon he approaches K'nara, while the others are out and otherwise occupied.
"K'nara, I need to make a journey. I am not sure how long it will take and where exacly I am headed, but I need to go. I feel myself being pulled and am finding it near impossible to resist. If I can I will return, that is, if you all still want me around."
Brother Bertram Saturday March 19th, 2005 6:56:19 AM
Bertram shares his plan with the others to see if they approve of him building a small chapel to Domi and Gargul at the tower.
The Big Dream [CDM Jerry]
The Big Dream [CDM Jerry] Saturday March 19th, 2005 11:13:58 AM
Ingrge packs his stuff and as is his wont is quickly gone without any long goodbyes.
Everyone knows he will return and trust him to his journeys.
The Emerald Talons settle in for a long deserved evening meal together. All is cozy and warm. The food is good--filling for both the body as the company is food for the soul.
Without warning, Olana and Lian jerk upright looking at each other in surprise. Both begin to glow. The room lights up with their light. The room begins to hum and then sings with anticipation as the elf and the half-elf rise into the air and slowly begin to rotate around each other.
[The portion that follows is a spoiler. It is to be read only by those with elven blood.]
Highlight to display spoiler: {Some sort of collective elven effect is at work!
As the elves in the group struggle to come to grips with these events, their conscious minds fade and a waking dreamlike state begins.
There is then a joining of minds. Elven minds. Minds that look at life in terms of centuries instead of years.
Nearby elves join in the union. Then more distant elves join in. Some join to a lesser extent being half-elves or other relates species.
The pool of collective thought grows until it becomes Woldwide!
The overwhelming thought becomes "Why?"
An ancient being joining the mix replies, "This has happened twice before. This is the third time."
"What has happened before? comes the overwhelming collective response."
"This. Prepare and listen."
A common Elven Dream begins.
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You are floating...in space..?
You can see The Wold turning lazily beneath you, so very far below--slow but steady, the planet rotates, basking blissfully in the light of the bright golden disk hanging above it. Sunlight dapples the large fertile brown expanses of land dotted with areas of green forest...it sparkles across the waves of the blue-green ocean.
The Wold is as it is.
Suddenly you become aware that there are three smaller discs approaching the bright one, also at a slow but steady pace...you realize that the bright disk must be the sun, and the others are the moons of The Wold.
The three new discs align to cover the sun completely, leaving it and The Wold in darkness. But there--right in the middle of the now-black sun-disk--a pair eyes blink open, as though awakened from sleep.
The almond-shaped eyes--the bright, brilliant hue of sky and sea--look down upon The Wold. They widen in surprise, as though viewing the burgeoning world for the first time in a very, very long time...then the expression in the turquoise eyes grows rather sad. A tear forms and falls from one of the eyes as it blinks.
The eyes in the black sun narrow slightly--as though the unseen person to whom they belong has suddenly begun contemplating...and then the eyes blink again, once more brightening with the enlightenment of a great idea..!
The eyes glow warmly--if there were a face to go with them, you just know that it would have a happy, friendly grin in place--and The Wold, turning in its slow, steady pace, begins to grow green. Focusing on the planet, you can see that the forests of The Wold flourish and grow lush once more, spreading their fertile growth across the faces of the both the continent of Yrth and the Fragmented Lands, as the owner of the eyes laughs delightedly.
You swoop down from your lofty perch and find yourself standing in an ancient forest, Culverwood, breathing in the good green scent of the ancient trees. There is a dark, malevolent blot at the edge of your senses whom the collective knows to be Parnoth the oppressor--then suddenly, the blot disappears from sight and you hear the great beast's agonized screams.
More screams and cries ring in your ears now--the voices of those who oppose and harm Nature, the voices of those who would hold back the elves and make them lesser beings, the voices of evil. Too long they have been allowed to run free, but now they face their just reward. Through it all, the owner of the eyes continues to laugh.
The dream ends and the personal you physically awakens with laughter still ringing in your ears.}
The elves come to rest on the ground and the nimbus of light around them fades. Their eyes open as if they have been asleep.
K'Nara Saturday March 19th, 2005 7:09:53 PM
Something shivers through the human blade singer.
"Lian...Olana...what--?" K'Nara starts to demand, and then a curious buzzing occurs in her ears. She shakes her head to clear it of the noise, and finds that voices seem to grow louder and softer within it...surging and ebbing as though they were an audial tide:
"Why?" The word is spoken as though by a chorus.
The response comes from a single voice--old...ancient, even:
"This has happ...before...ird time."
"What...fore?"
"This. Prepare..." There is more, but the buzzing drowns out the words to K'Nara's understanding.
"Lian! Olana! What's happening???" K'Nara asks--but the elves are still.
Then, within the buzzing--delighted laughter.
"What the--?" the redhead gasps, looking around her and turning in place, looking to see where this...stuff is coming from.
Then agonizing screams.
"Don't you hear that???" K'Nara demands frantically of the Talons who are awake.
And, again, laughter...laughter through to when Lian and Olana stir once more.
"What in The Wold just happened???" the leader of the Talons asks the elves of the party, looking quite shaken.
Lian Saturday March 19th, 2005 7:32:55 PM
The monk lays there, staring at the ceiling, mouth half full of half chewed food. His eyes are glassy. He swallows, stands and wobbles back to his seat. He says nothing.
Milo Sunday March 20th, 2005 3:07:59 AM
Milo is a blur of motion as Olana touches down on the floor, moving to her side in a split second. The halfling cradles her head in his hands, and turns, "Someone bring me water." Turning back to Olana, "Are you okay?" Milo's face is creased with worry.
Brother Bertram Sunday March 20th, 2005 8:52:25 PM
Bertram observes events with a wary eye for intruders, thinking the occurence an attack.
Gunther Sunday March 20th, 2005 9:17:39 PM
Gunther starts as Liana and Olana fall to the ground. Bolting out of his chair, he bounds to Lian's side...but then K'nara starts acting strangely. He looks over at Brother Bertram and Figment with something akin to panic. "Vat kind of strange magic is dis? Vat is happening to dem?"
Brother Bertram Monday March 21st, 2005 4:30:45 AM
Bertram approaches his friends quickly to see if he can offer aid, "I dont know Friend Gunther but we will find out."
Lian Monday March 21st, 2005 7:40:20 AM
The monk thanks Gunther and everyone else. "Thanks, but I'll be fine." (Famous last words!)
Figment Monday March 21st, 2005 10:48:03 AM
The mage just watches in wonder as the elvenkind have their experience, withno idea what to say.
Olana Monday March 21st, 2005 12:11:48 PM
Olana wakes from the dream with a wild grin on her face. No one has ever seen her so animated. She even punches her fist uncharacteristically into the air before grabbing Milo and hugging him so tight his ribs creak.
She then turns to those nearby.
"That green monster is about to get his come-uppence! Did you feel that? Did you see it?? Oh! It was magnificent! The power! And the forest! It will be SO magnificent!
"Someone is coming to put everything right!"
Um...What She Said..? - DM Donna Monday March 21st, 2005 12:34:43 PM
K'Nara stares at the overjoyed ranger.
"Is that what it was all about?" she asks, sounding puzzled. "I only got bits of it...some words...some sounds...but I have to admit, towards the end, there, somebody thought it was mighty funny..." The leader of the Talons shakes her head, still not as sure as Olana about the Dream.
Brother Bertram Monday March 21st, 2005 1:44:37 PM
Bertram asks mildly, "Care to tell the rest of us about it?"
K'Nara Monday March 21st, 2005 2:30:34 PM
"I wish I could," K'Nara answers Bert's logical question, "Only my particular...view of this...this...vision...was very garbled. I could tell that something very old was speaking to all elvenkind. I heard laughing...and then screaming...and then laughing again. It was weird."
Olana Monday March 21st, 2005 11:57:20 PM
With an exaggerated patience, Olana sits down and begins to tell of what she has seen. She goes into as much detail as she remembers - which is quite a bit. She seems a little giddy and intoxicated.
At the end - "I wish Ingrge were here. He'd be able to tell it so much better than I."
Lian d20+6=24 d20+18=32 d20+20=21 Tuesday March 22nd, 2005 5:07:22 AM
The monk takes a swig of wine. "I can't remember a thing."
He finishes food and retires to his room for the day.
He studies his book and goes into his khata for awhile.
Late in the evening, while Brusse is on patrol, Lian will use his new-found abilities to have a little fun with the ghost. Lian will cast Detect Undead to find where the ghostly guard exactly is and then cast Hide from Undead, stalking the ghost for several minutes. Before it wares off, he'll retreat to his room, before sees him. :) (If any Talons are around, he'll avoid them too because they'll give the monk away, Hide 24, Listen 32, Move Silently 21) He is simply having fun at the ghosts expense.
All Kinds of Developments - DM Donna d20=2 Tuesday March 22nd, 2005 6:30:51 AM
Olana tells of the dream--and the clues within the vision DO seem to point to an imminent reckoning for Parnoth...a prospect that K'Nara finds very pleasing. However, Olana's comment about Ingrge reminds the leader of the Talons about something.
"Oh, right, Ingrge..." she says, frowning, "He managed to pull off another Scry spell before he left, and he confirmed what I suspected happened: Holdrin does, indeed, have the Serpent Star--apparently the Hands of Love are convinced it's a relic from Caeroldra. The lantern now resides in the middle of Caeroldra's temple in the Emerald City."
The rest of the evening is devoted to discussing the Elven Dream, Bertram's proposal for a chapel to Domi, the near-completion of the stables, and other suggestions about adding onto the Tower.
Lian's maneuvers while Brusse is on patrol do, indeed, result in the monk successfully keeping his presence undetected by the phantom.
Lian Tuesday March 22nd, 2005 7:13:26 AM
The monk returns to the hall with the others and sits, listening about the chapel. "Brother Bertram, I'd be happy to help with the chapel."
"The heart will be difficult to recover if its in the city."
The monk waits until there is a lull in the conversation to bring up the next concern. "I tailed Brusse for awhile this evening. He had no idea I was even around. Our sentry also seemed to have gotten lost in his own tower. Should we speak with him?"
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 22nd, 2005 1:37:46 PM
Bertram looks to Lian and says calmly, "That is why we must destroy the temple, Friend Lian."
Lian Tuesday March 22nd, 2005 11:05:28 PM
Lian's mouth drops. "W-wait, destroy Caeroldra's temple? There are innocent worshippers that might get hurt! Not all are zealots Bertram."
Gunther Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 12:05:45 AM
Gunther remains silent...contemplative, which is strange for the cat trainer (at least the deep thought ;). Turning to all the assembled Talons, Gunther sighs deeply. "I have a confession to make..." Gunther takes another deep breath. "Ven I vas young, I vas captured and raised by orcs. Vhich explains my accent." Gunther winks at K'nara. "Dey taught me many valuable tings about varfare and animals. But... dey also taught me many oder tings...tings about elves. During my travels alone, I have learned dat most of vat Grell has taught me about de elves it wrong." Gunther shoots a quick, guilty look over at K'nara, Olana and Lian. "But vat dey say is true...old habits die hard. So I have more dan a little reservations about dis elven savior." Turning to face away from the Talons, Gunther toys with his shirt. "And I vould understand if you didn't vant me to stay vith you... Since I am prejudiced." Gunther sighs deeply as he stares out into the hall, unwilling to look any of the Talons in the face.
Milo Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 12:20:57 AM
Spending much of his time in contemplation, Milo remains a constant shadow to Olana, remaining close to his love physically, though his mind seems to be far away.
Olana Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 1:59:00 AM
Olana snuggles up to Milo. "Culverwood is going to grow, and this place will be a wonderful place to live," she whispers to him.
Being the optimistic type, Gunther's misgivings don't bother her too much. She figures he'll come around. If she were honest she'd admit to being a bit worried about Ingrge, and she hopes he's all right out there in his wanderings.
If there things to be built, she will help.
K'Nara Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 5:52:56 AM
K'Nara thinks about Bertram's assertion and Lian's reaction to it.
"Any assault on the temple must be carefully planned." the leader of the Talons says firmly. "It isn't an impossible task--but it will be extremely tough to pull off. I'll have my City contacts find out more."
Gunther's confession takes K'Nara aback a little bit, but she turns to the man and asks:
"As prejudiced as you say you are--you still fought alongside the elves in this group, didn't you?" K'Nara points around the table. "You could have allowed any of us to die in battle--especially when we first skirmished with Mop and his...dragon-goons! Instead, you stood toe-to-toe, coming VERY close to getting killed yourself.
"Who amongst us can say we don't feel prejudiced from time to time--I know none of us here would be inclined to give help to one of those dragon-goons that Mop and Parnoth seem to have acquired. However, you, Gunther, acted for good in spite of any old perceptions you had. This alone makes you worthy of staying with the Talons. I know that I'm not going to demand that you leave us."
More Revelations - DM Donna Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 5:57:21 AM
The next morning, both Remus and Rainara are very excited--it seems that the Talons' elves aren't the only ones who shared the Dream...ALL of the elves in the area had the exact same vision.
Just about all of them are as excited about it as Olana--especially the part that seemed to imply that Parnoth was finally going to know the sting of justice that he has eluded all these centuries.
Brusse, however, seems put out when K'Nara brings to his attention that he had not detected the monk while on his rounds last night. He disappears into the basement and isn't seen for the rest of the daytime.
Figment Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 8:28:19 AM
The mage asks Olana. "Was the Serpent Star in this dream in any way? If not then perhaps we ought to just leave it alone. Also, is it possible for us to contact the Tines - the ones at the confrontation I mean - and try to patch things up? Obviously there is more to them than their ubiquitous leader...".
Gunther Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 8:30:44 AM
The warrior breathes a huge sigh of relief at K'nara's words. She was so wise...so compasionate...so, well, nice looking in that tunic. Whoa, where did that come from!!
Gunther spends the rest of the night outside in the unfinished stables, sleeping with the panther. He thinks long and hard about what K'nara said, and his place with the Talons.
When he arrives at breakfast in the morning, Gunther is all smiles. First one to the table, he sets about serving all the food, whistling as he does so.
Lian Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 9:12:58 AM
After morning prayers and exercise, Lian joins the group and isn't suprised to hear that all the elves have had the dream. "Was anyone hurt?"
The monk is also stunned at Gunther's confession. "For having biggoted thoughts Gunther, your sure willing to help us 'bad' elves. Your stuck with the Talons my friend."
The rest of the morning is spent outside, tending to a few minor chores. He tends to Merlots wounds and supplies the old horse with a fresh apple.
Feeling bad about teasing the ghost, the monk finds him and explains that his trickery wasn't meant to be mean, just to keep him alert and attentive to his duties. He also explains how he eluded the spirit. "Brusse my ghostly friend, your alright." The monk is about to leave, when he turns and asks the guard a favor. "I have two tasks for you my friend, first is that you find me an appropriate nickname. Second, are you able to leave the property of the Tower and how far can you go? I have a letter that needs delivering and I can't think of anyone better."
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 23rd, 2005 1:52:53 PM
Bertram, nettled that Lian would think he was planning to kill innocents, buries himself in prayers, plans for a new chapel, and studying about both Gargul and Domi.
Milo Thursday March 24th, 2005 12:29:18 AM
Milo is happy to burrow his way into Olana's embrace, but still worried, speaks up quietly, "Oh, my dear, I'm afraid that we've a long road ahead of us. Parnoth isn't going to just roll over for us. If his life is to be taken, there will be a terrible struggle." Feeling as though he has said enough, the halfling closes his eyes, content to simply be.
Olana Thursday March 24th, 2005 2:11:40 AM
Olana thinks hard on Figment's question. "I didn't 'see' anything that led me to believe the Star had a hand in this. It seemed to centre around a person. Those eyes... but, you never know. I wonder 'why' we had this dream. Maybe we're supposed to be doing something. Oh dear, this is sounding terribly vague, isn't it."
Milo's thoughts have her worried. What if the Talons were supposed to kill Parnoth, and the whole dream revolved around their success? For the first time since the dream, she has doubts.
Lian Thursday March 24th, 2005 6:44:04 AM
After his basement rendevue, the monkreturns and sits and listens to the group talk of the temple and Parnoth. He has no idea he upset Bertram in anyway, all he had said innocently.
"I didn't see any Serpent Star either. Actually, wasn't really looking too carefully to be honest. It was difficult to stay focused on anything. Truthfully, if Serpent Star was in the dream, it was likely in a symbolic form. A sound, a smell..."
What's in a Dream? - DM Donna Friday March 25th, 2005 9:10:32 AM
Remus and Rainara are very excited about the dream's possible meaning, but go about their chores.
K'Nara reports at dinner that night that her contacts in the Emerald City confirm that apparently Parnoth has given his official sanction to the Hands of Love as an ally to the throne.
"A lot of whatever free elves there are in the City are leaving." K'Nara says sourly. "Not that you can blame them--any elf that isn't owned by someone of the Kingdom is considered an illegal alien and, thus, forfeit to become property of Parnoth. His council is supposed to be voting on a proposition this week to extend that to all who have elven blood as well."
Brusse informs Lian that he is, by dint of the curse that keeps him here, tied to the Tower and its grounds at the time of his death. That is as far afield as he can possibly go.
Lian Friday March 25th, 2005 11:59:52 AM
The elf thanks the ghost for his help. ......................................
"Parnoth doesn't own me! But all with elven blood....?!" "I wonder if Milo should buy us?" Grins the elf.
Lian Monday March 28th, 2005 9:23:43 AM
The monk sits for awhile, letting everyone talk, then retrieves a piece of paper from his pocket. "I really must get word to my parents and friends near the Culverwood. If there is going to be a battle with the Lizard, I need to bring them here so that they are relatively safe. Word must at least be sent to the local elves."
Taking Care of Old Business - DM Donna Monday March 28th, 2005 12:12:00 PM
K'Nara practically spits: "Parnoth shouldn't own ANYbody...but he's enacting laws that are allowing him to get away with murder...or, at least, slavery." The redhead frowns thoughtfully.
"Just let Remus or Rainara know the details, Lian--the sanctuary of the Tower should be open to any elf of the Culverwood...it's supposed to be here to defend them."
Rainara tells Gunther that there is a local leatherworker who thinks she can fashion a fairly decent set of blue dragon armor from the hide pieces that were salvaged earlier. Her name Kalendreen and she'll be coming to the Tower sometime soon to see the hides and set a price.
Brother Bertram Monday March 28th, 2005 12:51:14 PM
Bertram arranges for money to be laid aside for the chapel, also pondering to what best do with his lastest treasure allotment.
Olana Monday March 28th, 2005 11:56:06 PM
Olana ponders her current armour and equipment, wondering if a few upgrades are in order.
"Lian, that might have been said in jest, but if we had it written down somewhere, that someone in our party 'owned' us. That might save a lot of trouble." She shrugs and smiles, thinking it a practical, if rather odd, solution.
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