DM Bob & Carla Thursday October 13th, 2005 12:14:54 AM
With a quiet shnick Lorth draws his sword and positions his shield. Arminus and Any draw their bows and fix them on the armed men emerging from the forest. The bard is able to hide his elvish features in the hood of his cloak but there is no place to hide. The dark soldiers creep from the forest in a semicircle, trapping the party against the open water of the river.
Drosera wordlessly casts a spell, but none the less falls to her knees as Dens and Thu take up positions on either side of the dark haired elf, and a little ahead of her. Without their weapons they are no real threat to the advancing soldiers who stand about 30 ft. away.
Harvest Moon senses nothing false in the she-elf's fear as she whispers, "fall on your knees! Plead for mercy! They are Parnoth's men!"
Indeed, the seven soldiers that move to ring the party are uniformly dressed in black leather studded with gleaming bits of metal. A small metal shield is worn strapped to each forearm, and there is a longsword at each man's hip. A short tabard trimmed in green and gold with an ornamental EK embroidered over the heart is belted 'round each waist. On each head a domed helm with a protective nose piece shaped like a long horned snout, the sides flaring up and back like frilled 'ears' and two green gems at the brow like strange glowing eyes.
Behind these men, three tall, strange creatures. They are lizard-like in appearance, but different. The middle figure, female, it seems, wears dark robes. She is flanked by two males in similar garb as the soldiers, but with quivers from which the ends of fierce javelins protrude. "Thrick svent *vaecaesin*" * hisses one of the strange creatures. "Do not move!" calls one of the men in Common as the soldiers advance towards the party, "and hold your hands out where they can be seen!" A second man calls out, "who owns these elves? Have they legitimate authentification?"
*Those who understand Draconic Highlight to display spoiler: {Do not kill the elves!}
Andrath Thursday October 13th, 2005 12:19:43 AM
Andrath draws his two swords, and moves in front of Drosera. "You can see my hands, and you can see that I am armed. Stop where you are and state your business. We are travellers heading to the Tree of Parting for a rest, then we will be on our way. We mean you no harm."
Villemus d20+2=21 Thursday October 13th, 2005 5:32:25 AM
"Ah milords, indeed we do have the necessary papers."
Villemus swiftly dug around his pack as he and produced an illusory stacks of papers, similarly to the ones carried by Drosera.
Moving carefully towards the soldiers, Villemus held the papers out as he whispered angrily at the lizardsman (in Draconic), "Highlight to display spoiler: {What are you doing here? The lordship commanded me to bring them to him. I have convinced them to followed me willingly and now you mess it all up.}"
As the disguised drow whispered, he let his face to fade into a vaguely draconic features before returning into a human one.
"Highlight to display spoiler: {They will not try to escape if they come willingly.}"
Roll Caste Silent image Bluff: 21
Lorth Thursday October 13th, 2005 7:46:48 AM
Beg mercy? I'd rather die, Lorth thinks. Lorth stands and moves over near Dens, he unstraps his warhammer and lets it fall to the ground. "Die on your feet, fighting against oppression.", he whispers.
Bralin (Ac 21, 52/52 hp, divine favor 1/10) Thursday October 13th, 2005 7:56:08 AM
Others attempt to trick the soldiers, and so Bralin says nothing, in the event they are successful.
The dwarf also quietly invokes the tattoo under his armor and pulls out his axe, in the event they are not. [Brahmah's Tattoo - Divine Favor]
Harvest (AC22, Dodge AC23 vs Nearest Attacker, HP 30/34) d20+3=15 Thursday October 13th, 2005 10:23:56 AM Curious. Drosera invokes a spell at the same time that she surrenders herself to these troops of Parnoth. She watches the elven sorcerer's hands, but it is clear that much more study will be necessary before such things are possible.
It may not be wise to openly confront those with which one wishes to negotiate. Still ...
Harvest Moon makes no action that could be construed as the casting of a spell. Instead, she takes the wand from her haversack, the wand confiscated from Drosera yesterday evening. She drops it next to the prostrated sorceress. "Support us, please," she asks. Then Harvest Moon draws a scroll from her haversack and moves to a position at which the greatest number of her companions are nearby.
Rolls and Actions Spellcraft 15
Active Effects Mage Armor (Duration 1 hour)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Any (20 AC, 20/20 HP) Thursday October 13th, 2005 2:36:12 PM
Any quietly sings to himself and within the folds of his cloak his features change (disguise self). He does not drop his weapons, but instead pulls down the hood of his cloak to reveal the features of a very ugly human, or perhaps even a half-orc.
He stands ready fro what will come.
Spell: Disguise self duration-40 minutes
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 9) d20+8=10 d20+8=20 d8+4=5 d20+3=12 d20+3=20 d20-2=9 d3=3 Thursday October 13th, 2005 4:56:08 PM
Arminas has seen enough. They are here to take us as slaves. I have vowed not to be taken. Perhaps they will understand this:
Arminas lets go of the arrow. It flys toward the robed female creature, missing entirely. Before the first arrow even gets there, another arrow is nocked, and flys.
With a whistle, he commands Erwen to attack. Erwen flys at the female from above, attacking with his talons and attempting to bite her.
Good luck my friend, keep her busy.
Attacks Arminas 1st arrow Hit AC 10 2nd arrow Hit AC 20 Damage 5
Erwen 1st talon Hit AC 12 2nd talon Hit AC 20 Damage 3 bite Hit AC 9
DM Bob & Carla F5 sense motive d20+4=10 Pf sense motive d20+16=26 Pf Claw attack d20+18=22 and dmg d6+6=9 Friday October 14th, 2005 12:03:05 AM
Tensions mount as several of the "Swords of Light" move cautiously in response to the command uttered by the human.
Lorth drops a warhammer at the feet of Drosera's guardian. The man doesn't move, but recognition of the gift can be read in the look in his eye and the almost imperceptable nod of his head. Harvest figures the dark haired elf must have a way of weaving magic without using words. The monk recognizes the subtle hand movements and realizes the sorceress is only trying to protect herself with a Shield spell. Any hides his true self behind an ugly facade while Bralin steadies himself for what is to come.
Andrath challenges the fighters in front of him as he steps in front of Drosera, but it is the drow who really draws everyone's attention! As Villemus advances, a sheaf of papers in his hand, the two fighters in front of him pause. The one who originally asked for the papers looks over his shoulder at the three lizard-like individuals, a puzzled look on his face. The startled man steps back, when Villemus addresses the beasts in their tongue, opening a path for the drow to approach the three. The female looks hard at Villemus for a moment, and then all hell breaks loose!
With a clear shot at the cloaked figure, Arminus looses two arrows. One flies wild, hitting a tree behind the female, while the second sails over her shoulder, just missing her frilled ear. With talons extended the wood elf's eagle flies at the creature, but misses. As Ewan pulls up, the eagle is swiped at visciously by the female and knocked to the ground. (Hit AC 22, for 9 pts. dmg). "Gerit *vireth*!" she cries. Those who understand Draconic Highlight to display spoiler: { "Get them!"}
The sound of weapons being unsheathed rings through the air.
(OOC: Combat rounds. Please post AC and HP. Simple map sent via e-mail. Better map after next round.)
Lorth AC: 19 HP: 58/58, Tobiasz AC: 18 HP: 42/42 Friday October 14th, 2005 8:00:00 AM
Lorth glances at Arminus, displeasure on his face. Perhaps Villemus's ruse would of worked, yet he gave it no chance.
Lorth casts Divine Favor then moves to stand next to Bralin.
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+8=17 d20+8=14 Friday October 14th, 2005 9:42:47 AM
Arminas goes into a frenzy. The displeasure of the paladin means nothing, it is not him that would be taken as a slave. Death before slavery.
He lets two more arrows fly at the robed female. They both miss.
Perhaps I need to calm myself before I shoot.
Any (AC 20, 20/20 HP) d20+6=26 d20=15 d6+4=10 Friday October 14th, 2005 9:53:49 AM
Any looses an arrow at the warrior closest to him (P3, Natural 20-hit AC 26, 10 HP dam -arrow +2 and +2 strength. Does Critical hit apply for Bow? If so, 15 on critical hit roll), then drops his bow and draws his sword and dagger to prepare for closer combat. He steps to close with his opponent(P3).
Harvest (AC22, Dodge AC23 vs P1, HP 30/34) d20+13=19 d20+11=19 d20+1=11 d20+7=14 Friday October 14th, 2005 10:10:32 AM
A hard look from the female reptilian. The gambit has failed. Harvest Moon readies herself for the collapse of negotiations, but the first move is from Arminas Calaelen.
With a flick of her wrist, the scroll opens on its doweling. This spell is difficult, but Harvest Moon's study has favored her. Those around her fade from view, invisible to all but each other.
"Drosera," Harvest drops the now blank scroll, "if you wish your freedom, then aide us. We are invisible now. Take up your wand and use it upon Thu and Dens. We will fight. And we will win."
Harvest reaches behind herself, and with a thought, plucks out one of the captured longswords.
"Thu," is all that she says as she steps five feet in the man's direction and drops the sword to the ground.
The little monk's attention then goes to the three lizard-like beings. She eyes their accoutrements for religious iconography. What and who might these strange creatures be?
Request I may possible want to cast Web. Could you describe the vertical structures, trees and such, as the spell requires some sort of anchor.
Rolls and Actions Spot 19 (To see that the Lizard Queen wasn't buying the Bluff. Just an RP thing.) Sense Motive 19 (To see that the Lizard Queen wasn't buying the Bluff. Just an RP thing.) Caster Level Check vs DC6 11 Knowledge Religion 14 (To Identify the lizard-like opponents)
Movement and Position Scroll was already in hand. Cast Invisibility Sphere from Scroll as Standard Action. Remove Longsword from Haversack as Move Equivalent Action. Free Five-foot step toward Thu
Active Effects Mage Armor (Duration 1 hour) Invisibility (Duration 2 minutes from Round 13th, 2005 11:03:05 PM)
Active Effects Invisibility should include: Arminas Thu Drosera Dens (Maybe) Lorth (If he is crossing to Bralin as the spell goes off)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Bralin (Ac 21, 52/52 hp, divine favor 2/10) d8=3 Friday October 14th, 2005 1:30:59 PM
Bralin's lips press together, which is as much displeasure as he will show. The elf's grasp of tactics leave much to be desired. By now this fact is unsurprising, but still annoying.
The grouping of the foe gives the dwarf an idea. Thick fingers trace an intricate pattern while he utters a phrase. A tremendous cacophoy explodes in the middle of the lizard looking folk. [Sound Burst centered at G4, should catch P1, P2, Pf, and F6 - 3hp damage and Fort DC 15 or stunned one round.]
Bralin closes on the human fighter. [Move to H8]
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 26/26) d20+2=13 d4=2 Saturday October 15th, 2005 10:46:18 AM
"Highlight to display spoiler: {Fools! You have frighten our prey! Get your wretched humans away and I may still keep them from scattering to the four corners! }" Villemus whispered harshly in draconic before he began a spell and pointed at the warrior beside him.
"Begone!"
A invisible force slammed onto the human fighter.
Spell Cause Fear: Will DC15, 2 rounds The affected creature becomes frightened. If the subject succeeds on a Will save, it is shaken for 1 round. Creatures with 6 or more Hit Dice are immune to this effect.
Roll Bluff: 13
Villemus Saturday October 15th, 2005 10:46:55 AM
The target of the spell is F5
Andrath (AC25, 37/37 hp, Shielded 10 rounds remaining) d100=93 Sunday October 16th, 2005 5:23:10 PM
"Uh-oh," Andrath says under his breath. "That reckless elf has put us in the fire now!"
He casts shield spell on himself [OOC: Made the spell failure roll with a 93], and moves forward to engage fighter F4.
DM Bob & Carla - Rnd 1 Fort Saves P1, P2, Pf d20+14=25 d20+14=30 d20+14=23 Will Save F5 d20+1=5 Fighter Attacks F2 d20+6=23 d8+1=2 F3 d20+6=13 F4 d20+6=19 F6 d20+6=7 vs Andrath's Shield d20+10=20 vs Bralin's Divine Favour d20+10=14 vs Harvest's Invisibility sphere d20+10=27 vs Harvest's Mage Armour d20+10=25 vs Lorth's Divine Favour d20+10=17 vs Drosera's Shield Spell d20+10=18 Sunday October 16th, 2005 8:51:07 PM Lorth calls upon the strength and wisdom of Gargul and proceeds towards Bralin, he makes it just past Harvest Moon when he is engulfed in the magic the small monk releases from her spell. (OOC: Casting is a standard action, Lorth can move 20 ft. after). The brown girl, paladin, Drosera, her two bodyguards, and the rogue Andrath disappear from view. Andrath casts a protective spell, then steps out of the reach of Harvest's magic appearing in front of F4. Arminus and Anthos loose arrows, but only Any's arrow draws blood. With a shout, the fighter stumbles as the half-elf's arrow pierces through his thigh.
With a continued bluff, Villemus buys a moment during which he casts a spell. The drow's magic catches the fighter in front of him. With panic obvious on his face, he retreats a step before turning heel and fleeing into the woods. Bralin opts for magic as well, and the three lizard-like creatures wince. The female brings a hand up to one of her frilled ears a furious look on her angular face.
The fighters close on the Swords of Light while the tall lizard-folk stand, aloof and reserved observers. F1 moves forward to where he saw the paladin disappear, while F2 comes to the support of his injured comrade. The man slices at Any, however the bard's new mithril armor deflects the blade and he escapes with only a scratch from F2's sword (Hit AC 23, 2 dmg) and completely evades the wounded F3's blade. F4 slashes at Andrath, but misses the nimble rogue. F6 swings wide and misses the approaching Bralin, however his eyes light up as he spots F7 sweep behind the dark dwarf.
Dens and Thu stoop to pick up the dropped weapons, but Drosera remains prostrate on the ground. "Do you not know what they are? They are beasts created by the dark lord from one of Parnoth's claws!"
P2 inclines a scaly head towards the female, saying something that makes her laugh as he points to the spot where Andrath emerged. Harvest spots a circular medallion inscribed with three broken circles http://www.woldiangames.com/high_woldian/html/marteaus.htm hanging from a chain around the female's neck. The monk then sees the scaly sorcerer raise first one hand, then another as she circles them counter clockwise hissing strange words of magic as she casts. Spellcraft DC 17 Highlight to display spoiler: { (Dispel Magic (area dispel) -- everything within a 30 ft. radius of M8 affected -- A further INT check vs DC 12 to figure out what personal magical affects were dispelled)}
Lorth HP 58/58 AC: 19 - 2 = 17 charging d20+12=29 d8+5=9 d10=1 d20=11 Monday October 17th, 2005 8:10:03 AM
Lorth charges F7 flanking him for Bralin and attacks. (Hit AC: 29, DM: 9) (Ignore the d10 roll, was a mistake, d20 int check, missed, if divine favor is still up then AC: 30, DM 10)
Any (AC 20, 18/20 HP) d20+7=16 d20+7=11 d8+3=10 d4+2=3 Monday October 17th, 2005 9:46:33 AM
Any attacks the soldier whose blade has just drawn blood (F4), striking with sword and dagger (hit AC 16 and 11, for 10 and 3 HP dam).
OOC according to your own rolls, f4 only rolled 19 and should have missed Any, how did his roll suddenly become a 23?
(OOC: F2, and F3 are closed on Any, F4 is engaged with Andrath. F2 hit AC 23 (success), while F3 hit AC 13 (fail) Bob changed Any to 'Ay' on the map, and Andrath to 'An'. I noted this on the e-mail I sent, but if you read the DM post you should understand. Sorry for any confusion. This is the problem with 4 PCs with names like Andrath, Any, Arminus, and Ash!-DM Carla)
Bralin (Ac 21, 52/52 hp, divine favor 3/10) d20+11=16 d10+6=16 Monday October 17th, 2005 11:59:24 AM They are beasts created by the dark lord from one of Parnoth's claws! the elf girl cries.
"And?" Bralin calls back. Is there some combat significance to this fact? The dwarf doesn't know, and the elf isn't helpful (a general failing of the race, it appears).
Lorth is helpful, and should have his flaking opponent's full attention.
Bralin takes a step to the side [5' north] to make his own contest one on one. He swings his axe out, gauging his foe.
[atk ac 16 for 16 hp damage]
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+8=23 d20+8=17 d8+4=8 Monday October 17th, 2005 12:00:16 PM
Arminas still has a clear shot at the robed female.
Concentrate, you cannot afford to miss again.
He draws back his bow, and an arrow flys at the creature followed by another.
Rolls 1st Arrow Hit AC 23 Damage 8 2nd Arrow Hit AC 17 missed
Harvest (AC22, Dodge AC23 vs Pf, HP 30/34) d20+7=19 d20+2=4 Monday October 17th, 2005 1:39:08 PM
"Drosera," Harvest Moon explains, "freedom is a thing that one must be willing to defend." As the small monk speaks, her mind searches for anything that she might know about these three reptilians of which Drosera appears so frightened.
"Those unwilling to fight and die for their freedom, cannot give the gift of freedom to themselves, to their family, to their children. Drosera, they will ever be slaves of their own making."
"It is a choice, Drosera, that you must make. Please, pick up the wand and aide us Drosera. Begin your fight for freedom here."
"Arminas Calaelen!" Harvest calls, "Can you call upon the woodland plants to Entangle the three Claws of Parnoth?"
Gripping the holy symbol at her waist, Harvest calls upon Gargul to Bless her companions in battle. With her other hand, she draws a wand. Then she steps forward to Thu's side.
"Choose Drosera," she says to the woman behind her.
Rolls and Actions Knowledge Religion 19 (For information on beasts made from Parnoth's Claws) INT 4 (Guess Harvest doesn't even know what spells have been Removed.) Cast Bless (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear) Draw Wand as Move Equivalent
Movement and Position Step five feet to just South of Thu. (L10, I think.)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Andrath (AC25, 37/37 hp, shielded 9 rounds remaining) d20+8=24 d20+3=7 d20+7=15 d20+7=9 d8+5=7 Monday October 17th, 2005 10:41:29 PM
Andrath concentrates briefly on the spell cast by the lizard lady. [OOC: made the spellcraft roll with a 24 to tell that it was dispel magic. And I think that the DC is 18, 15 + spell level.] "Look out, she cast dispel magic on all of us! Check to make sure that your spells are still working!" He tries to tell if his shield spell is still working, but he is too distracted by combat. [OOC: missed the INT check with a 7.]
Then he turns his attention to the fighter in front of him [OOC: F4]. He swings twice with his swords, trying to hit the foe. [OOC: Maybe only hit with the longsword, hit AC15 for 7 hp damage.]
DM Bob and Carla-Rnd 2 Fighters F2 d20+6+2 flanking=15 and F3 d20+6+2 flanking=19 vs Any, F4 d20+6=18 vs Andrath, F6 d20+6=18 vs Bralin, F7 d20+6=19 d8+1=7 dmg vs Lorth, P1 ranged touch attack d20+10=26 strength check d20+6=22 vs Villemus Monday October 17th, 2005 10:58:51 PM
The sounds of combat ring through the treed glen as the Swords of Light fight for their freedom against the soldiers of the Emerald Kingdom sent by Parnoth to scour the fringes of the Culverwood and round up any unclaimed elves.
Harvest Moon invokes her god, and her comrades are filled with courage. The monk draws out a wand as she implores Drosera to use hers.
Lorth charges the fighter flanking Bralin, scaring the man's face and cutting a deep wound across his chest. The fighter responds in kind hitting the paladin hard (hit AC 19 for 7dmg.)
The fighter opposite Bralin blanches when the dwarf's axe whistles past, missing the man by a hair. Disconcerted, he thrusts poorly and misses his target entirely.
Andrath figures out what the strange sorceress is up too and warns his friends. He is unable to discern if his own magic has been affected, and doesn't have time to dwell on the matter since there is an opponent demanding his attention. The rogue misses with both his sword and dagger, but is able to parry the reciprocating strike of the fighter.
Any faces the fighter who cut him, but is unable to exact his revenge. Lucky for the half elf, neither of the fighters flanking him have any better luck.
One of the lizard creatures (P1) advances towards Villemus. Stopping within 10 ft of the drow, the beast throws out a net with many small barbs in the weave (Ranged Touch Attack=26) while holding onto the trailing rope (Strength Check=22). The necromancer finds himself seriously entangled. (-2 penalty on attack, -4 pensalty on dex., Concentration check DC 15 or be unable to cast a spell, Escape Artist DC 20 or Strength check DC 25 to get out of the net.)
Arminus concentrates, and his first arrow very nearly strikes the sorceress, while the second goes wild. The female turns her gaze on the ranger. Her large emerald green eyes stare into his as she rubs a small snake's tongue and some honeycomb to a powder between her scaly hands as she speaks to him in sibilant accented Elvish. Highlight to display spoiler: { 'Resssissstance isss futile. Sssurrender your weaponsss to me! } Arminus Will Save DC 16 or Highlight to display spoiler: { feel compelled to acquiesce to this seemingly reasonable Suggestion p. 285 PHB }
Drosera finally picks up the wand dropped by Harvest, while Dens steps in front of her to meet the approaching F1.
Lorth HP 58/51 AC: 19 d20+12=19 d8+5=10 d20=1 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 7:15:42 AM
Lorth winces as the man breaks his guard. "By Gargul, your slaving will stop here today, either upon your death or your surrender.", he says matter of factly, as he attacks the man again. (Hit AC: 19 +1 bless 20, DM: 10, another +1 to each if divine favor is up. Can I continue making int checks? If so: 1 )
Divine favor (Maybe) +1 attack & damage, 9 rounds
(OOC: Yes, especially in light of what Andrath just told the group.-DM Carla)
Bralin (Ac 21, 52/52 hp, divine favor 4/10, bless, pwr atk 2) d20+10=27 d10+8=17 d20+2=7 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 8:49:24 AM
After the last exchange of blows, Bralin adjusts his stance to add more power to his axe. He needs to dispatch this man and get to the lizards with the nets.
[atk ac 27 for 17 hp damage]
The dwarf hears Andrath, and idly wonders if perhaps his tattoo's effect has been dispelled. [INT check 7]
Any (AC20,18/20HP) d20+7=10 d20+7=13 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 9:47:00 AM
Any, distracted by the warnings being shouted by Andrath, pulls his attack on the fighter off target, glancing off armor and shield hamlessly(hit AC 10 & 13 lousy!). He sees that the fighters are trying to flank him, so he sets himself to push past his wounded assailant (F3), to put them both in front of him again.
Harvest (Total Defense AC28, Dodge AC29 vs P1, HP 30/34) d20+2=13 d20+10=30 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 10:23:33 AM "Arminas Calaelen," Harvest Moon calls, "can you see me?" The urgency in the girl's voice rides roughly over the oddness of the question. "Am I visible?"
"Thank you, Drosera." From the corner of her eye, Harvest spies the she-elf's hand take up her wand. "Be brave. I will return."
Villemus Bralfah is in a very exposed position. With her focus immersed completely in defense, Harvest speeds quietly to the south of the nearest tree, and comes around behind Andrath Silverhand. The dragon helmed fighter can easily reach through this space, but Harvest Moon has no time to stop. Swiftly she continues around the tree and dives to a place behind the Claw of Parnoth.
"Release him." The small girl looks up at the Claw of Parnoth, determination mirrored in her eyes. "Release him and withdraw," she repeats.
Rolls and Actions INT 13 (To figure which spells have been dispelled. Though I think Harvest is finding out the hard way.) Tumble 30 (Nat 20)
Movement and Position Speed = 40 Move around Tree Take AoO from F4 (AC vs F4 = 32: +6 for Fighting Defensively, +4 for Mobility) Tumble to J5 Directly West of P1 (Begin Tumble at K5)
Active Effects Mage Armor (Duration 1 hour) Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 26/26) d20+9=22 d20+2=7 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 10:40:55 AM
The entangled necromancer hissed in anger and began another spell despite the heavy chains. And as soon his completed his spell, a coat of grease covered Villemus as he tried to wriggle out of the net.
(Draconic)Highlight to display spoiler: {Fools! What are you doing!}
Rolls Concentration: 22 Bluff: 7
Spell Grease on self: +10 escape artist
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+4=8 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 10:50:45 AM
Arminas looks at the sorceress and then looks at his bow. With a shrug, he starts walking over to her.
Will Save 8
Andrath (AC25? or 20, 37/37 hp, Shielded?) d20+3=22 d20+7=12 d20+7=14 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 2:58:21 PM
Andrath concentrates on his spell, trying to feel if it is still active. [OOC: Made the INT check with a 22.]
He continues to swing futilely at the fighter in front of him. [OOC: Missed with AC12 and AC14. Could you post the Fighter AC's, please? We have been in combat with them for a couple of rounds now.]
(Fighter AC=18 was posted on the e-mail sent with the map last night.-DM Carla)
DM Bob & Carla - Rnd 3 Fighters F7 vs Lorth d20+6=25 confirming critical hit d20+6=15 dmg d8+1=8, F6 vs Bralin d20+6=10, F4 vs Andrath d20+6=26 confirming critical hit d20+6=21 dmg 2d8(4+7)+2=13, F3 vs Any d20+6=13, F2 vs Any d20+6=22 dmg d8+1=2 P1 Sense Motive vs Villemus' Bluff d20+16=18, P1 Claw vs Harvest d20+18=30 d6+6=9 Strength Check to hold net vs Villemus d20+6=19, Dens vs F1 d20+5=19 d8+3=7, F1 vs Dens d20+6=13, Pf MM vs Drosera 4d4(2+2+2+2)+4=12 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 7:21:29 PM
Despite the cool of the approaching evening, the combatants glow with the exertion of combat. Any shifts position after missing his man. The two fighters close on the half elf pressing him hard. The wounded man misses with his sword, but the second fighter strikes true. Once again the bard's new amour deflects most of the damage. (Hit AC 22, 2 HP dmg).
Andrath comes on to his man, but misses with both sword and dagger. Showing fierce determination the soldier from the Emerald Kingdom swings down with all his might and deals the elven rogue a glancing blow (Hit AC 26, confirmed critical with a 21, 13 HP dmg.) Andrath quickly realizes the magic of his Shield no longer protects him.
The opponent facing Bralin receives a terrible blow to the sholder, crippling his off arm. He takes a feeble stab at the dwarf, and misses.
Unsure if his god's favour is still upon him, Lorth none the less continues his attack on the fighter in front of him with grievous results for Parnoth's man. In a last ditch effort, the fighter lunges furiously at the paladin slashing him with his sword (Hit AC 25, no critical with 15, for 8 HP dmg).
Arminus walks calmly towards the strange female, his bow in hand. He carefully maneuvers around the combatants as if they were of no consequence. [i](OOC: Not that it would help this time, but for future reference, elves get a +2 racial saving throw vs enchantment spells or effects (p. 16 PHB) and Suggestion is an enchantment. ) He is met by P2, net in hand.
The drow successfully casts a spell on himself, hoping it will aid his escape. Villemus never gives up his bluff, but the half dragon creature pulling at the ropes of the net will have nothing of it. Meanwhile, in a bold move, Harvest runs and tumbles through combat to face off with Villemus captor. The beast strikes out with it's clawed hand while the other holds the ropes to the net. The brown monk learns the hard way that her magical armor no longer protects her. (Hit AC 30 for 9 HP dmg)
Drosera taps Dens with her wand. The man enlarges and brings Lorth's warhammer down on the fighter in front of him wounding him. The fighter swings his sword at the big target, but somehow misses.
With a clear view to the dark haired sorceress, the scaly female is witness to the banded elf's treason. Reaching out a splayed hand, she hisses a word of magic and 4 balls of magical energy are unleashed at the unsuspecting Drosera. Pf then takes one step forward.
DM Bob & Carla Wednesday October 19th, 2005 11:36:08 PM
Next DM post Thursday p.m.
Lorth HP 58/43 AC: 19 d20+11=20 d8+5=11 d20=14 Thursday October 20th, 2005 7:23:47 AM
Lorth spins when the man stabs him and follows through with a attack of his own. Hopefully this will finish this fight. (Hit AC: 20 (forgot flanking actually 22) DM: 11, +1 to each if divine favor up, int. check 14 finally)
Divine favor (Maybe) +1 attack & damage, 8 rounds
Any (AC 20, 16/20 HP) d20+7=12 d20+7=14 Thursday October 20th, 2005 10:02:28 AM
Any still cannot seem to find his taget amidst all the battle, and his attacks again go wide of the mark on his opponent (Hit AC 12 & 14 can't roll a hit!). He continues to maneuver, trying to put one of his attackers in front of the other while he battles, choosing to focus on the injured man.
Bralin (Ac 21, 52/52 hp, divine favor 5/10, bless, pwr atk 2) d20+10=21 d10+8=11 Thursday October 20th, 2005 3:16:45 PM
Bralin observes Harvest's combat with the lizard holding Villemus, and makes a decision.
That one is a threat. The man he is fighting is not. With Lorth and Dens soon to finish off their opponents, his current man will have but two swings remaining in his life, and they will not be sufficient.
The dwarf breaks off combat with F6, crosses quickly over to the lizard, and plants his axe into it.
[Diagonally cross to I-6 - inviting an AoO from F6] [ATK P1 hitting ac 21 for 11 hp damage]
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs F4, HP 21/34) d20+10=25 d20+9=22 d8+2=10 Thursday October 20th, 2005 4:48:19 PM "Drosera." Harvest Moon grits her teeth, more at the sight of the balls of light that streak toward the elf than from her own pain.
The balls of light. Perhaps she had misinterpreted the nature of the female Claw. The symbol of Marteaus. An affectation, not a holy symbol?
Harvest changes plans as she sees Bralin Stonemind walk straight between the vice jaws of the two Claws.
"ANDRATH SILVERHAND!" she cries. "Switch! Attack the Claw with Bralin Stoneminder!"
Then she tumbles away, rolling up on the other side of Andrath's opponent and delivering a blow to the kidney designed to stun.
Note to Andrath Figured we could get more mileage from switching opponents. You with your Sneak would cause the Claw much more damage on the Flanking. I'll keep F4 company.
Rolls and Actions Tumble 25 Hit F4 AC22 (+6 MAB, +1 Bless, +2 Flanking /Stunning Fist Fort vs DC17 or be stunned for one round.) Damage 10hp
Movement and Position Tumble all the way to M4 Attack
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+7=15 Thursday October 20th, 2005 6:11:18 PM
OOC: I am confused as to the power of the suggestion over the rest of my actions, I will assume my only desire is to give the weapons to the sorceress.
Arminas walks toward the sorceress, when the male lizard creature steps in his path, net in hand.
"Out of my way, the woman has need of my weapons."
Arminas then draws his sword.
If he does not give way, and threatens Arminas with the net, Arminas will attack him with his sword while attempting to dodge the net.
If he gives way, Arminas will then walk over to her and hand her his bow. He will then hand over his sword. He then starts pulling arrows from his quiver to hand to her. He has almost 60, so it will take time. He will hand each weapon to her. She clearly stated that I was to surrender my weapons to her. Laying them on the ground will not do.
Rolls Sword attack if needed, Hit AC 16, miss.
Andrath (AC20, 24/37 hp, blessed) d20+12=28 d20+11=18 d10+5=6 2d6(6+5)=11 Thursday October 20th, 2005 10:26:51 PM
Andrath winces as the fighter strikes him with the sword swing. He suddenly realizes that his shield spell is no longer functioning, so he had better hope that his luck turns better in a hurry.
He sees that Bralin has moved to attack the lizard creature, and he tumbles to his right [OOC: tumble check of 28, so no attacks of opportunity, move to K-6]. He swings his sword at P1. [OOC: Hit AC18 for 6+11 is 17 total damage.]
DM Bob & Carla Rnd 4 F6 AoO vs Bralin d20+6=14 P2 AoO vs Bralin d20+18=25 d6+6=11 F6 vs Lorth d20+6=11 P1 vs Andrath d20+18=30 d8+8=15 Strength Check=d20+6=19 P2 Ranged touch attack d20+6=24 Strength Check d20+6=26 F4 Fort Save d20+2=9 Dens vs F1 d20+8=15 V1 vs Dens d20+6=17 d8+1=7 F3 and F2 vs Any d20+6=17 d20+6=11 d20+6=24 Thursday October 20th, 2005 11:13:45 PM Bralin abandons the bleeding fighter, who slashes out at the dwarf but misses. As the advocate of the earth crosses in front of the half-dragon fighter, P1 swipes him with his tail (Hit AC 25 for 11 HP dmg). The wounded fighter (F6) moves to stand over the body of his companion and lashes out at the one who slew him. He misses Lorth as his swing goes wide.
When Arminus commands the scaly fighter to get out of his way, then raises his sword at the creature, the beast casts his net. "Headssstrong elf, you will sssubmit! Ssslave to the Ssserpent isss your fate!" The unfortunate ranger is caught in the barbed mesh. (Ranged touch attack=24, Strength Check=26).
Andrath deftly maneuvers into position opposite Bralin, sandwiching the half-dragon holding the net containing the squirming Villemus. The creature claws the rogue (Hit AC 30, 15 HP dmg) then proceeds to drag the captured drow towards the edge of the wood. The female with the token of Marteaus about her neck sees Andrath's clever stunt, and targets the elf with her magic. Holding out a small piece of iron she mutters an incantation intending to enchant Andrath and freeze him in place. (Will Save vs DC 17 or be Held for 10 rounds).
Exchanging places with the elf, Harvest stuns the fighter, who drops his weapon. Not far away Any continues to dance around his opponents successfully avoiding their swords.
Thu moves towards his companions while Dens keeps the fighter from Drosera. The man takes a sword to the gut for his pains. The sorceress weaves a spell, and suddenly is gone from sight.
Villemus (AC14, 26/26) Greased d20+12=23 d20+2=10 Friday October 21st, 2005 2:32:09 AM
(Draconic) Highlight to display spoiler: {"The master will have your hide!"}
Villemus continued cursing as he wriggled out of the net.
Rolls Escape artist: 23 Bluff: 10
OoC arrr... missed the post...
Lorth HP 58/43 AC: 19 d20+10=26 d8+5=8 Friday October 21st, 2005 7:57:18 AM
Lorth begins his attack on this new threat.
(Hit AC: 26 +1 bless, DM: 8. I made my int check last round you forget to tell me if divine favor is up. +1 to both if it is.)
Divine favor (Maybe) +1 attack & damage, 7 rounds
Any (20 AC, 16/20 HP) d20+8=24 d20+8=12 d8+4=7 Friday October 21st, 2005 9:50:19 AM
Any slashes out at the wounded man, striking him with his sword, while his dagger slides off his opponents shield (hit AC 24 for 7 HP dam). He then again tries to maneuver away to make himself more difficult for both fighters to attack at once. Those nearby hear that he is begginning to hum to himself as the battle grows in intensity.
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs F4, HP 21/34) d20+7=17 d8+2=7 d20+7=19 d8+2=6 Friday October 21st, 2005 11:15:40 AM
Harvest smiles as Drosera disappears. She is smart. That is good.
Harvest draws another wand from her haversack.
"You!" the small girl scowls and looks up at the unarmed man from under the brown crest of hair that hangs over her forehead. "You! Go!"
"Go now and your life is yours."
The little girl flexes at the knees, standing ready should this man choose any but the wisest course of action.
Rolls and Actions = READY ACTION = If F4 does anything but flee. Hit F4 AC17 (+6 MAB, +1 Bless /Stunning Fist Fort vs DC17 or be stunned for one round.) Damage 7hp
AoO Roll /if you need this in case he goes for his weapon. Hit F4 AC19 Damage 6hp
Movement and Position No Movement Position L5
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+2=11 d20-2=6 d4+2=3 d4+2=5 Friday October 21st, 2005 2:12:59 PM A net, how am I to surrender my weapons now?
Arminas needs to get to the female, she needs him to surrender his weapons. Noticing that the net is designed to keep someone from running away, he instead moves toward the lizard man, hopefully causing some slack. Letting go of his bow and sword, he reaches down to his belt and draws a dagger in each hand. Turning the blades ever so slightly, he attempts to cut away the net.
As the net falls away, Arminas sheathes his daggers and grabs his bow and sword.
"Out of my way, she NEEDS my weapons."
Rolls to cut net +6 Combat attack bonus with dagger -4 to hit with primary hand, - 8 to hit with off hand Total +2 with primary, -2 with off hand Plus full round action = automatic hit Hit AC 11 Damage 3 Hit AC 6 Damage 5
Bralin (Ac 21, 41/52 hp, divine favor 6/10, bless) d20+12=24 d10+6=12 Sunday October 23rd, 2005 9:53:16 AM
The lizard avoids a sure blow and counters with its tail? Bralin's mouth sets. A true threat indeed.
He calls out to the paladin. "Lorth, these are strong. We require aid."
Still, the paladin is engaged. And Bralin is uncertain he will be able to fell this foe alone. A change in tactics, then.
Bralin turns, and brings his axe down upon the rope linking the lizard and Villemus. He then steps into the path, separating the two.
[atk the rope at J6 (sunder?) hitting ac24 for 12 hp damage. Regardless of result, take a 5' step into J6.]
Andrath (AC20, 9/37 hp) d20+5=21 d20+12=25 Monday October 24th, 2005 12:00:37 AM
Andrath fights off the spell cast by the lizard lady [OOC: made will save with 21]. He tumbles back out of reach of the lizard-men [ooc: made tumble roll with 25, to K-8]. Then he reaches in his belt pouch, and pulls out his healing potion, to drink next turn.
DM Bob and Carla Combat Rnd 5 P1 vs Bralin d20+18=19 P2 Melee touch attack d20+6=13 F4 Wisdom d20+1=14 F2 and F3 vs Any d20+6=22 d8+1=8 d20+6=25 to confirm critical d20+6=16 d8+1=9 Thu and Dens d20+6=8 d20+8=26 2d6(5+1)+3=9 F1 vs Dens d20+6=7 *Correcting an error d6+6=9* Monday October 24th, 2005 12:25:16 AM Villemus manages to slither free of the net, just as Bralin severs the rope that pulls it taught, ruining the net in the process. The dwarf calls for Lorth, but the paladin is occupied. Even though he has lost the magic of divine favour, Lorth manages to dispatch his enemy and send another soul to the shadow lands and judgment at the will of his god.
A look of surprise flickers in the slanted green eyes of the lizard-like fighter as Bralin positions himself in front of the creature. Still holding an end of the rope in one hand, it slashes out with it's free claw, hissing "filthy drow lover!" Perhaps it is the height discrpancy or perhaps sheer dumb luck, but the dwarf esapes the attack.
Arminus works at cutting himself from the net entangling him. The ranger is almost free when the half-dragon yanks the net in an attempt to trip the elf. The beast only succeeds in pulling the remnants of the destroyed net free of Arminus!
Harvest gives the wounded F4 an ultimatum. The man doesn't take long to think it over. With a sly look, his hands raised to shoulder height; he slowly sidles away from the girl.
Any and the two fighters continue their dangerous dance of death. The bard manages to land a serious blow to the already wounded F3. The man staggers awkwardly, blood flowing freely from the two wounds inflicted by the bard. This seems to galvanize the two men and they attack the half-elf with new fury. (F2 hits AC 22 for 8 dmg, F3 hits AC 25, crit 16 (no) for 9 dmg.)
Thu swings and misses, but Dens hammers on his adversary, wounding him. The man stabs at the enlarged ex-slaver, but misses. Meanwhile, Drosera is no where to be seen.
Andrath shakes off the female's spell and moves to a place of temporary safety. The scaley female moves to her left and hisses in Draconic Highlight to display spoiler: { "The elves musssn't be spoiled! Capture them! Capture them alive!"}
(OOC: Andrath, DM error in Combat Rnd 4, should not have been 15 dmg, but rather 9 dmg. HP should now read 15. Very sorry.-DM Carla)
Lorth HP 58/43 AC: 19 d20+11=28 d8+5=9 Monday October 24th, 2005 8:18:30 AM
Lorth hears Bralin and makes a split second decision. "Bralin, I will be there as soon as possible." Then he moves towards Any as he seems to need help. (Lorth moves to K9, then to o9 then o8 so he doesn't provoke an attack of opportunity.) Lorth then attacks the wounded man (F3) attacking Any. (Hit AC: 28, DM: 9)
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs F2, HP 21/34) 2d8(6+6)+2=14 d20+10=30 Monday October 24th, 2005 8:24:26 AM "GO! NOW!!!" Harvest Moon's face reddens and contorts as she screams. In the corner of her vision, Anthos Westar falls.
"YOU LEAVE!!" she shouts one last time before quickly skirting the tree to come up behind the fallen bard. With a word, she triggers the wand, and then transfers the healing magic to the bard with her foot.
"Anthos Westar?" she calls to him while he gathers his wits. "Anthos Westar, we will slowly withdraw, please. I must be within reach of the others as well. Five feet at a time."
Rolls and Actions Cast CMW from Wand Heal Any 14hp Tumble if necessary 30 (Nat 20)
Movement and Position Around West side of Tree to position O5 South of tree Wands in Hand, Primary: True Strike, Off: CMW
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Any (20 AC , 13/20HP) d20+8=23 d8+3=7 Monday October 24th, 2005 9:54:19 AM
Any falls to the ground under the determined attack of the two fighters, and knows nothing more, until suddenly Harvest is standing over him encouraging him to stand and retreat with her towards the other members of the band. This he does while keeping an eye on the fighters whom he is engaging. He slashes out at the uninjured fighter as he moves, hitting him with his sword, and then quickly backs with Harvest, forcing his opponent to adjust to his movement (Hit AC 23 for 7 HP DAM)
OOC I am assuming that these two will not just let me go, and that I will have to fight my way, so as I retreat I will give up my dagger attack to move and only attack with my sword.
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 26/26) Monday October 24th, 2005 11:35:05 AM
Finally freed from the net, Villemus skipped towards the outnumbered bard as Bralin and Arminus have things well in hand. Pointing his finger at the distant fighter, the necromancer released his deadiest spell.
OoC Move->K7->L8 Cast Blindness @ F2: Fort DC 16 or permanent blindness
Bralin (Ac 21, 41/52 hp, divine favor 7/10, bless) d20+12=21 Monday October 24th, 2005 1:54:01 PM
Bralin, not at all sure he "has things well in hand, takes a swing at the lizard.
atk ac 21
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) d20+8=12 Monday October 24th, 2005 5:07:31 PM
Free of the net, Arminas looks at his attacker with a cold stare.
"Out of my way, I need to go to your sorceress. She has requested me to give her my weapons."
Arminas then tries once again to walk over to her. If he is attacked by P2 again, he will defend himself again.
Attack if needed with longsword Hit AC 12 (with bless) Miss!
Andrath (AC20, 15/37 hp, blessed) d20+12=31 d20+11=23 d8+5=7 2d6(1+4)=5 Monday October 24th, 2005 10:01:01 PM
Andrath moves and tumbles to P-8 [OOC: Successful tumble with 31], to flank F3 with Any. He swings his sword at the fighter, biting deep into his back. [OOC: Hit AC23, for 12 total damage.]
"Can anyone stop Arminas? He seems to be under some sort of compulsion."
Then he shouts to the lady lizard, "Take your scaly friends and go. We have no quarrel with you, and your cannon-fodder are about to be finished off. Then we will start on you in earnest."
DM Bob and Carla Rnd 6 F2 AoO vs Lorth d20+6=18 d8+1=7 F2 Fort Save vs Blindness d8+2=3 (fail) P1 vs Bralin claw d20+18=23 d6+6=8 claw d20+18=20 bite d20+18=20 tail d20+18=25 d6+6=8 P2 Line of Acid 6d4(2+1+4+3+1+2)=13 Secret DM roll d4=1 Thu d20+6=16 Dens d20+8=17 F1 d20+6=17 d8+1=7 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 12:20:06 AM Any goes down under the onslaught from his two opponents and his companions hurry to his rescue abandoning Bralin to the teeth and claws of the half-dragon fighter and Armimus to his compulsion.
Lorth is first on the scene charging at the wounded F3. (OOC: To move 35ft and hit, you have to Charge, resulting in reduction to AC of -2) F2 slices at him as he rushes by (hit AC 18 for 7 HP dmg), but the paladin strikes a fatal blow, and F3 collapses. Harvest ministers a healing touch and Any recovers enough to give F2 his first cut. Freed from the net by Bralin's sacrifice, Villemus maneuvers into position and casts a cruel spell. Parnoth's man screams and drops his sword bringing his hands up to his unseeing eyes. Andrath arrives on the scene in time to witness the collapse of one adversary. He turns on F2 bringing him near death. The rogue yells a taunt in the direction of the half-dragons.
Arminus pushes past the scaly fighter as the pressure to satisfy his compulsion takes over. "Yesss! Come to your missstresss and unburden youssself, good little elf," she hisses as the wood elf hands over his bow.
"Lover of elvesss! Which one isss yoursss?" taunts the creature in front of Bralin, "the pretty one before the missstresss?" When Bralin's axe whistles by, the creature strikes out with both claws, and a bite. When only one claw meets flesh, it turns in anger, lashing out with it's wicked tail. (Claw hit AC 23 for 8 pts dmg, Claw hit AC 20 (miss), Bite hit AC 20 (miss), Tail strikes AC 25 for 8 dmg.)
P2 responds to the rogue's taunting and moves into position. Unleashing a stream of acid in the direction of the scoffing voice it targets Lorthand Andrath (Reflex save vs DC 17 for 6 HP dmg, or take 13 HP dmg.)
Harvest, Any, Villemus, Bralin, Spot DC 12 Highlight to display spoiler: { notice F4 creeping back to retrieve his weapon}.
Thu and Dens miss, however F1 cuts Dens once again.
Lorth HP 58/37 AC: 19 d20+5=18 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 7:32:01 AM
(Last round I can make it to where I wanted to go in 30' without provoking the AOO. Started at J10, 5' move to K9 (First diagonal move of a round costs 5') 20' to get to o9 and then 5' to get to o8. 30' total no AOO)
(Reflex: 18)
Lorth does his best to dodge some of the half-dragons acid, but still get some on him. He then moves off towards Bralin.
(Move 5' N8, 5' M7, 5' M6, 5' L6, 10' K5)
When Lorth gets there he calls on the power of Gargul and touches Bralin.
(lay on hands to Bralin for 15)
Any (20AC, 13/20 HP) d20+8=15 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 8:58:02 AM
Any, still trying to focus his thoughts, continues to follow the suggestion given him by Harvest. He swings with his sword at the fighter remaining from his battle (F2), but whether from distraction, weakness, or just poor luck, misses him as he backs with Harvest to the others. He shouts,
"Careful of the fallen warrior, he is seeking to re-arm himself."
And with as much volume as his trained voice can carry he shouts at Arminus,
"Wake friend Arminus! Do not give over to her suggestion! Keep your weapons and fight!"
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs F4, HP 21/34) d20+13=27 d20+5=25 d20+3=21 d6+1=7 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 10:49:09 AM
From the corner of her eye, Harvest Moon spies what she knew would most likely happen.
"The choice is yours," she calls out. Dropping the wand of True Strike, she steps around the tree to confront the man who has chosen a path in life that must necessarily intersect with hers. "I have given you opportunity and warning," she says without looking at the man. Harvest draws a scroll from her haversack. "You may continue to contend with us. But if you do, you will be shown no further mercy."
With an eye on the unarmed man, the small girl flicks the scroll open and quickly reads the contents aloud. A stab of her finger sends a dark ray at one of the Claws, draining away it's strength.
Only then does she return her full attention to the man.
"You may attempt to regain your weapon if you wish. But I will tell you that I am swift enough to hit you as you bend down, with the same pain that you felt before. And so the question you must ask yourself is this, 'Do I feel lucky?'"
"Well ... do you?"
Rolls and Actions Spot 27 Drop Wand 5 Foot Step Draw Scroll Ray of Enfeeblement Concentration 25 (For Defensive Casting vs DC16, Nat 20) Ranged Touch vs P1 Touch AC21 (RAB 6, -4 Into Melee, +1 Bless) STR Reduction in P1 7 STR
Movement and Position Five Feet to N4 West of tree Wands in Hand: Off: CMW
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear) Enfeebled 7 STR Drain on P1 (Ends Round 17)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25) and Erwen (AC 14, HP 0/9) Tuesday October 25th, 2005 1:31:57 PM
Arminas now free of his bow, hands his sword over to the sorceress. He holds it up, waiting for her to take it. He will do the same with a dagger, if there is time.
OOC: Please tell me what she does with the weapons I hand her. Also, I think we figured out that handing each weapon is a move equivalent action for each of us. If not, please let me know.
Also, if she attacks me or my friends, doesn't that throw up some sort of a red flag?
Bralin (Ac 21, 40/52 hp, divine favor 8/10, bless) d20+12=32 d20+12=17 d10+6=7 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 8:58:38 PM
Bralin manages to dodge a lot of those blows, and Lorth's quick help heals the damage of those that got through.
The dwarf doesn't bother to answer the foe. He's concentrating on getting his axe to bite.
[Atk - crit threat - ac17 (nope) - 7 hp damage]
Andrath (AC 20, 34/37 hp, Blessed) d20+9=25 2d8(8+8)+3=19 d20+12=24 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 9:11:15 PM
Andrath deftly avoids the spray of acid. [OOC: Made the reflex save, so take no damage.]
He quickly doffs the potion of cure moderate wounds that he was carrying in his left hand, then drops the vial [OOC: Lucky me, max healing, for 19 points of damage]. He moves towards the lizard lady, drawing his shortsword as he moves. [OOC: Move from P8 to O9 to N8 to N7 to M6 to L6.] He tumbles past F2, avoiding an attack of opportunity.
DM Bob & Carla Rnd 7 Pf Strength Check d20+7=18 P1 vs Bralin Claw d20+15=22 d6+3=8 Claw d20+15=17 Bite d20+15=19 vs Lorth Tail Swipe d20+15=21 d6+3=8 F4 vs Andrath d20+6=23 d4+1=3 P2 vs Bralin Tail Sweep d20+18=27 d6+6=9 Thu d20+6=15 Dens d20+8=17 F1 d20+6=17 d8+1=3 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 11:08:53 PM
Running her long thin fingers with their sharp talons caressingly over the recurve of the longbow the sorceress admires the weapon surrendered by the ranger. Looking directly into the wood elves eyes, she holds the bow shoulder width apart and snaps it in two, dropping the broken weapon at her feet. (Arminus Will Save vs DC 16 to shake off Suggestion)
Bralin swings futilely at the half-dragon fighter as Lorth moves into position and places a healing hand on the dwarf. (OOC: Lorth's movement is 30 ft., 20 ft. with his pack. We will accept that Lorth can move 30ft., thus avoiding the AoO as noted above, but he will not have the benefit of his pack which is in O10 against the tree near where Lorth was when things started out.)
Before the scaly fighter can attack the Swords of Light in front of him,Harvest targets him with her spell. With a roar of fury the creature launches into his attack, but the spell has had a detrimental affect and the beast gets the dwarf with only one claw (Hit AC 22 for 8 dmg. ) Sweeping 'round the tail catches the paladin hard in the midsection (Hit AC 21 for 8 dmg.) P2 moves in to help his kin, swiping at Bralin with his tail. (Hit AC 27 for 9 dmg.)
The fighter (F4) in front of Harvest ducks his head as he backs away. In the flash of an instant the monk sees the man pull a dagger and intercept Andrath on his way to help his friends. The dragon helmed fighter presses the rogue against the tree, knifing him in the ribs. (Hit AC 23, for 3 dmg.) Still recovering from his ordeal, Any follows Andrath, leaving the critically wounded and blind F2 writhing and screaming where he fell.
Dens recieves another slice to the gut, and hunches over. Dropping his weapon he wraps his arms around his abdomen, but it is too late.
Lorth HP 58/29 AC: 19 d20+15=35 d20+15=29 d8+10=12 d8+10=14 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 7:33:03 AM
(Lorth is lightly encumbered with my pack, I gave my warhammer to Dens, which makes me lightly encumbered, exactly.)
Lorth grunts from the half-dragons attack and takes a 5' step to J4. He then calls upon the power of his god to lay the half-dragon low.
(Added in +2 for flanking, Smite evil. Hit AC: 35, Crit chance hit AC: 29, Dm: 12 & DM: 14 (forgot to add +1 to both to hits for bless))
Any (20 AC, 13/20 HP) d20+8=18 d20+8=10 d8+3=8 d4+2=5 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 9:51:28 AM
Any turns and steps to help (5' step to M-5), attacking with both weapons the fighter who has just stabbed Andrath(hit AC 18 & 10, for 8 and 5 HP DAM). Again he shouts, with as much volume as he can generate,
"Do not give up Arminus! Attack!
Any (2nd illegal post) Wednesday October 26th, 2005 10:13:40 AM
Any begins to sing as he fights, and suddenly the members of the party take heart in the battle.
Bardic song +1 to hit +1 to will based saving throws
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 26/26) Wednesday October 26th, 2005 10:22:25 AM
Finally noticing Arminus's plight, Villemus scampered back and hurl his last blindness spell at the sorceress, before drawing his scythe to assist the surrounded dwarf.
OoC move to L8 cast Blind @ Pf
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs F4, HP 21/34) d20+3=10 d6+1=2 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 10:37:26 AM
Harvest Moon mentally shakes her head at the actions of the dragon helmed fighter. Perhaps it is the nature of evil to value the pursuit of the enslavement of others even over one's own life.
From the corner of her eye, Harvest sees Dens fall. "Drosera?" she calls out. The sorceress has the wand. Why does she not use it? Fear is a powerful force. It's ugly hand is seen often in the Contested Kingdoms. Inaction from Fear is an understandable thing. And yet, somehow, this leaves a bitter taste. Bitter indeed.
In silence, Harvest draws another scroll from her pack. The last of it's kind in her possession. Again she reads and the written words vanish as they are spoken. Again she points and the dark ray jumps forward. This time, though, her aim is not as sure. Without assurance of the results, the brown girl discards the empty scroll.
"You have yet another wound," Harvest Moon points out to the man who as remained in the fight only to be struck by Anthos Westar. "You are alone, in the midst of enemies. Flee and live. Remain and die."
Rolls and Actions Ranged Touch vs P2 Touch AC10 (RAB 6, -4 Into Melee, +1 Bless) STR Reduction in P2 2 STR
Movement and Position No Move N4 West of tree Wands in Hand: Off: CMW
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear) Enfeebled 7 STR Drain on P1 (Ends Round 17) Enfeebled 2 STR Drain on P2 (Ends Round 18: Maybe)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Bralin (Ac 21, 23/52 hp, divine favor 9/10, bless) (Sub/Al) d20+14=27 d10+6=9 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 10:58:26 AM
Now you're in between. Bralin acknowledges the distraction Lorth provides with a grim smile, then adds his own wound to Parnoth's minion.
The dwarf is loathed to give up the advantage of position, but he himself is between the two lizards. Bralin withdraws five feet, placing his back to a stout tree. (Move 5 feet to K7)
Arminas (AC 22, HP 25/25) d20+7=16 d20+9=25 d8+3=9 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 8:12:48 PM
Watching in horror, Arminas recoils as he watches his prized bow snapped. His sword still in his hand, he bows his head and says:
"Yes, resistance is futile. You may have my sword."
With that, Arminas swings his sword with all his might at the hideous half dragon. Hopefully, as the sword draws blood, he spits out:
"You or I will die, but I will not be a slave."
Hit AC 25 Damage 9
DM Bob & Carla Rnd 8 Pf Fort Save d20+14=27 P1 vs Lorth d20+15=28 d20+15=31 d20+15=24 d20+15=17 d6+3=5 d6+3=4 d8+5=6 P2 versus Bralin d20+17=30 d20+17=36 d20+17=25 d20+17=19 d6+5=7 d6+5=7 d8+7=12 Pf vs Arm d20+18=37 d20+18=27 d20+18=19 d20+18=32 d6+6=8 d6+6=7 d6+6=11 Thu vs F1 d20+6=8 F1 vs Thu d20+6=9 F4 vs Any d20+6=18 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 11:51:51 PM Lorth and Bralin combine to savage P1, drawing large quantities of blood and loud howls of anger from their reptilian foe. Any slashes Andrath's opponent from behind but the man remains standing, although he looks severely wounded. Villemus casts a spell at the creature to the north (Pf) but there is no apparent effect [Fort Save=27]
F4 turns on his new attacker, and attempts to knife the bard, but his blade falls short of finding it's mark. Thu and F1 exchange blows, but neither gives way.
Harvest targets the other reptilian (P2) with her ray spell but is unsure of what affect it may have had, for the creature turns savagely on Bralin and mauls the dwarf before her eyes [Hit AC=30,36,35 for 26 HP]. The fierce creature stands menacingly over the fallen cleric.
Lorth too pays a dear price for drawing the attention of such hideous creatures. The foe he had so grievoulsy wounded tears into the paladin striking him with its claws and clamping down on his shoulder with its powerful jaws and teeth [Hit AC=28,31,24 for 15 HP]
Arminus finally recovers from his reverie and slashes at the female that snapped his beautiful bow, carving a cruel scar across her cheek. Retribution is swift and violent. The female slices through the elf's defences with her claws and slaps him brutally to the ground with a powerful swipe from her tail [Hit AC=37,27,32 for 26 HP]. "Ceasssse your resistenssse" she rasps loudly "Lessst I sssimply end thisss oness existenssse". As Arminus lies unconcious at her feet she scans the Swords of Light who remain standing to see who will make the next move.
(OOC: bonus 50 XP for role play to Arminus!)
Lorth HP 58/14 AC: 19 d20+14=27 d8+10=14 Thursday October 27th, 2005 7:41:52 AM
Lorth pays no heed to the sorceress. Arminus, by his actions, has made it clear he would rather be dead than a slave. After all he started this fight. Lorth sees Bralin go down and hope of winning the fight becomes slim. He resigns himself to taking the one he wounded with him, and dying on his feet, fighting for what he beleives in.
(Smite evil, Hit AC: 27, Damage: 14)
Any (20AC 13/20 HP) d20+9=28 d20+9=21 d8+3=5 d4+2=5 Thursday October 27th, 2005 9:49:06 AM
Any, seeing Arminus and Bralin struck to the ground, agrees with the statement that Arminus made, better to be dead than a slave. He strikes out at this new foe (F4) with sword and dagger (Hit AC 28 and 21 for 5 and 5 HP DAM). He continues to sing, his song taking on a darker tone, but still encouraging to his comrades,
"Come good friends the deed is here, And tho' we pay with life that's dear, We'll pay that piper's tune, tho' sad, With conscience clear and hearts glad!"
With that verse, he steps back from the attack, and switches to a new song, and suddenly begins to shimmer before the eyes of all around. (casts Blur)
Spells:
Bardic Song -5 rounds +1 will save +1 to hit Blur- 4 minutes
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 35/26) d10+3=9 Thursday October 27th, 2005 10:18:35 AM
Tracing invisible runes upon himself, Villemus called forth the spirits of his ancestors to fortify his soul. Almost ready, the necromancer grimly held onto his blacken scythe.
Spell False Life: +9 tmp hp for 3 hrs
Harvest (AC18, Dodge AC19 vs P1, HP 21/34) 2d8(7+6)+2=15 Thursday October 27th, 2005 10:21:49 AM "You have lived too long among Slaves, Claw of Parnoth!" Harvest narrows her eyes at the desperate situation. There is no room around Bralin Stoneminder to bring him healing. "Arminas Calaelen has made know to us his desires. Death before Slavery. We will honor his wishes. You're threat has no teeth with those who love freedom!"
No room. No room to reach Bralin Stoneminder.
Instead, Harvest quickly skirts to the west, approaching from behind Paladin Lorth, she triggers the wand, and reaches out to heal his wounds.
Rolls and Actions CMW heal Lorth 15hp
Movement and Position Move around Fighter4 to K3 Wands in Hand: Off: CMW
Active Effects Bless (Ends round 11) (Everyone: +1 to Attack, +1 vs Fear) Enfeebled 7 STR Drain on P1 (Ends Round 17) Enfeebled 2 STR Drain on P2 (Ends Round 18: Maybe)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Wand of CMW: Charges Remaining 41/50
Bralin (Ac 21, -3/52 hp, divine favor 10/10, bless) (Sub/Al) Thursday October 27th, 2005 10:32:04 AM
The blows fall, and silent as the stones, without a cry, Bralin crumples to the ground. (Position: K7)
Arminas (AC 22, HP -1/25) Thursday October 27th, 2005 3:03:19 PM
Arminas lies bleeding upon the ground. His last thought as the tail hit him.
I have won, she will not take me as a slave
The eagle also lies upon the ground, friends in life and now companions in death.
Andrath (AC20, 34/37, blessed) d20+7=16 d20+7=20 d6+2=3 Thursday October 27th, 2005 11:35:36 PM
Andrath shifts 5 feet to the north [OOC: to K-6], and slashes his two swords at lizard P1. [OOC: First hit is AC16, second hit is AC20. If the shortsword hits, then 3 hp damage.] "Someone once said, 'Give me liberty or give me death', and it seems sort of fitting right now," he thinks to himself as he watches the party fall around him.
DM Bob & Carla Thursday October 27th, 2005 11:58:43 PM
Even as he swooned Arminus caught, as though through a swirling mist, a glimpse of some bright shape lifting into the air from behind the evil sorceress. As darkness overcame him, he had the sense that some small part of him was still alive.
Witnessing the fall of the stalwart Bralin, Lorth wields the mighty sword of Jaradosta with a vengeance. Rather than attack again, the wounded creature (P1) retreats to a position beside the scaly sorceress.
Harvest advances towards the paladin with her healing touch. As she does so there is the faintest tickle of magic against her ear, as if an invisible messenger is trying to whisper something to her. Highlight to display spoiler: { "Live! Live to fight again, friend." Harvest recognizes Drosera's voice. The monk sees a bright shape rise up from behind the half-dragons and recognizes Arminus' animal companion restored to health and taking flight. "Do not challenge the Parnothians. They are the dragon lord's most powerful soldiers, created by Marteaus from one of the Green One's own claws. Surrender and live. I will seek out those who can help." }
With deathly accuracy, Any dispatches his opponent, clearing the immediate area of any enemy. (OOC: Any can use his weapons, or cast his spell, but not both!) Andrath is unable to connect with the half-dragon, but it does not strike back. It, too, retreats to join the female. Villemus buffs up, fearful of what might come next.
Harvest, Any, Andrath, Lorth, Villemus, Spot DC 15 Highlight to display spoiler: { Creeping silently from the under the canopy of the trees at the forest edge are soldiers in the unmistakable black and green of the army of the Emerald Kingdom. Each holds a long spear in his hand, pointed straight ahead as their ranks inch forward forward.}
Meanwhile, the sorceress casts a terrible magic. Tossing a pinch of some powder in the air, and weaving her blood stained hands, she hisses in the ancient tongue. A bank of fog billows out from a point near Andrath. The fog obscures all sight, and it is so thick that those within its confines move with the greatest difficulty. (Solid Fog-p. 281 PHB).
"Enough of this nonsenssse! Hisss lordship will be most dissspleasssed! booms through the dense vapor. With a low whooshing sound the fog withdraws back to its point of origin, as if a genie retreating into it's bottle. Those of the party left standing see they are ringed by Parnoth's men standing shoulder to shoulder, spears trained forward. Behind the men, still more soldiers, and a large lizard-like creature taller, and thicker through the chest than the others commands, "Disssarm them and bind them!"
Lorth HP 58/29 AC: 19 d20+6=21 Friday October 28th, 2005 7:38:14 AM
The situation is hopeless but Lorth is prepared to fight to the death. He waits for his companions responses. If they attack he moves to the nearest man and attacks. If they surrender, Lorth sheathes his sword and quickly moves to Bralin and staunches his wounds. (Healing check DC: 21).
Lorth does not allow anyone to take his sword. If asked for it, he says. "This is the sword of my father, a paladin of Gargul before me. I have followed in his footsteps. I give you my word not to draw my sword against any followers of Parnoth while we are your captives." If these creatures has any sort of Law ethos, that should suffice he thinks.
Harvest (AC18, HP 21/34) 2d8(4+3)+2=9 Friday October 28th, 2005 11:51:47 AM
Harvest Moon presses through the cloud of white in the direction she believes Bralin Stoneminder to be lying. With a surge, she tumbles forward as the white enveloping mist is sucked away, leaving a ring of spears about the group.
Without fear for herself, she speaks a word and touches the dwarf lying upon the ground.
Rolls and Actions CMW Heal Bralin 9hp
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Wand of CMW: Charges Remaining 40/50
Any (20 AC, 13/20 HP) d20+4=7 2d8(8+1)+4=13 Friday October 28th, 2005 12:17:22 PM
Any had been preparing to cast a spell to blur his image, but the actions of the sorceress of Parnoth halt him in his intentions. Suddenly, a thick fog envelopes the party, and when it clears, the party is surrounded by the warriors of Parnoth. Dead-he can do nothing, while alive-there is still a chance. He drops his weapons, and turns to the sorceress,
"At least allow me to heal my friend at your feet."
If allowed he will cast CMW(13 hp to Arminus).
Arminas (AC 22, HP -2/25) Friday October 28th, 2005 7:14:18 PM
Lying on the soil of Mother Wold, blood soaking into the dirt, Arminas provides life to plants and small creatures. No thoughts, no light, nothing. How one could be closer to absolute peace cannot be known.
Bralin (Ac 21, -4/52 hp, bless) d100=56 Saturday October 29th, 2005 7:47:41 PM
Bralin bleeds. Mayhap he is healed.
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 35/26) d8+1=7 Sunday October 30th, 2005 10:15:12 AM
Reaching out towards the fallen dwarf, Villemus triggered his healing tattoo. "I suggest a tactical retreat."
OoC CLW tattoo @ Bralin: heal 7 hp.
Andrath (AC20, 34/37 hp) Sunday October 30th, 2005 6:23:32 PM
Andrath sheathes his two swords and reaches down to grab Bralin. He backs towards the water, dragging his dwarven friend.
DM Bob & Carla Sunday October 30th, 2005 9:51:56 PM
Lorth, Harvest, Villemus, and Andrath rush to stabilize Bralin, while Any goes to Arminus' aid. All around them the soldiers of the Emerald Kingdom close in, the sharp ends of their spears inches from the Swords of Light.
"Disssarm them and bind them!" repeats the big Parnothian leading the reinforcements, "if one should ssspeak the ancient magicsss...gag him!"
The soldiers do as they are commanded. Each member of the party is surrounded by half a dozen men. Weapons and arms are confiscated. Potions and scrolls and other items of value are collected and placed in sacs and piled in a heap along with the packsacks and their contents. (Roll Sleight of Hand check for any small items you may try to hide on your person.) Armour is stripped off and added to the growing pile. The soldier stripping Bralin hesitates when he spots the pin badge with the three tines marking the dwarf as an Initiate of the WLA. He takes the dark armour, but leaves the pin hanging loosely from the fighter's under-tunic. Wrists are bound tightly with rope, and the party is marched off, battered and bleeding, through the wood. A vigilant escort of half a dozen soldiers 'round each prisoner.
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Torches cast frightening shadows into the forest as the group is marched into the encampment. It is nearing the middle of the night and the party has had no food or water. Uniformed men cluster near small fires, warming themselves or taking food. Each fire has a cluster of small tents nearby. Men look up as the group troupes by, but others stare distantly into the fires in front of them. In the middle of the encampment, there is a makeshift corral of ropes tied 'round spikes sunk into the ground. The enclosure is well guarded with soldiers stationed all around. Inside this enclosure ten, maybe a dozen prisoners in manacles sit quietly knees clasped to chest for warmth, or in small groups, comforting one another.
Ropes are loosened only to be replaced by manacles and shackles at wrists and ankles and the group is ushered into the coral. "Get some rest," a guard says as one of the party stumbles, we march for The Emerald City at dawn." A second voice adds, "'an don't try anythin' funny." Pointing out a tripod made from three large spears lashed together, "floggin's the punishment for those who try 'an escape."
(OOC: We are out of combat. You can post multiple actions, within reason, of what your PC would do over the course of the night. Next DM post will be movements at dawn.)
Lorth Monday October 31st, 2005 7:33:57 AM
Lorth doesn't speak to anyone, he finds a spot to sit and keeps to himself. Because Arminus attacked and couldn't wait to see if Villemus's plan worked, he is now captured and without his family sword.
Bralin (13/52 hp) 2d8(6+2)+3=11 Monday October 31st, 2005 7:54:05 AM
Bralin is somewhat surprised the guard leaves his WLA pin. Mayhap even Parnoth has some respect for that organization. The dwarf tucks that information away as he is marched through the encampment. He takes note of numbers and positions, though he doubts escape will be available this night.
Lorth is sulking, so Bralin lets him be. Unlike himself, the paladin has likely never been prisoner before. The dwarf seeks out Andrath and Harvest in the dark. "Know ye the distance to Emerald City?" he asks. The number of nights available is useful information.
Bralin watches the guards and their shifts. As a test, he works himself slowly into the middle of the small corral, and casts a spell.
Its merely a healing spell, and if caught, the dwarf very truthfully reports he is trying to heal his wounds for the journey ahead. [CMW - 11 hp healed]
Any d20+6=21 2d8(7+2)+4=13 2d8(8+6)+4=18 d20+6=10 d20+3=4 Monday October 31st, 2005 9:57:20 AM
Any uses his perfroming skills to palm a small dagger from inside his cloak (sleight of hand 21). He too hums to himself and casts a healing spell upon himself (13 hp healed). After the guards put him in the shackles, and have begun to settle down he tests his shackles for strength (sorry, ignore roll of 10 forgot to change modifier, strength check 4!). He then begins to examine the locks on the manacles. He moves closer to Bralin, Andrath, and Harvest, and whispers, "There is a chance that I can open these. Should I attempt to do so now, or wait until we have regained our strength somewhat?"
Harvest (AC18, HP 21/34) d20+3=5 d20+4=20 d20+2=17 Monday October 31st, 2005 11:14:16 AM
The odds are overwhelming. And yet, it is more the voice that had spoken in her ear, that still Harvest Moon to inaction and surrender. Unfortunately, it is only in the last seconds that it occurs to the small brown girl to try and hide the wand already in her hand within the folds of the oversized sleeves of her robe.
In the enclosure of the slaver encampment, Harvest makes rounds to attend to the wounds of not only her group, but those of all of the captured slaves. Long into the already long night, heedless of the fatigue that will surely come with the morn. (Longterm care: Hopefully twice the healing rate for all.)
"The Tree of Parting is east of Emerald City, Bralin Stoneminder," Harvest considers all of the things she had talked over with Drosera the day before, all of the things about her land, the Emerald Kingdom. "I believe that we are near a trade road that travels west and then north to the City. From Drosera's description, I do not believe it to be many days."
To Anthos Westar she whispers, "Our destination is Emerald City. It may be best to allow the stream of circumstance to take us there before fighting against the current of events."
"However, it may be prudent to test your abilities against these bonds if you can be assured of re-securing them without detection."
Rolls and Actions Sleight of Hand 5 Heal 20 (Long Term Care for all wounded. Reduced Wisdom and no Healer's Kit.) INT 17 (To determine the Distance to Emerald City from information gained by talking to Drosera the other day.)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider * Bless Protection from Evil Remove Fear
Wand of CMW: Charges Remaining 40/50
Arminas (AC 10 no dex bonus?, HP 11/25) Monday October 31st, 2005 12:54:12 PM
Arminas lies upon the ground, his life slowly seeping out.
Suddenly, he regains consciousness. Looking up, he sees Any hunched over him. His heart rejoices. The Swords of Light have overcome.
Then, he looks up as he hears:
"Disssarm them and bind them! if one should ssspeak the ancient magicsss...gag him!"
The cruel dragon spawn is alive, and he is being taken as a slave. Looking up, he meets Any's eyes with a cold stare.
While he has no skill in sleight of hand, he camly removes the leaf given him by the greenmage, and tucks it into his mouth.
The men bind him cruelly, yet he does not speak. He is put into the corral, treated as cruel men treat their cattle.
Looking around, he seeks a bird, and whistle quietly to it. Highlight to display spoiler: {If he sees a bird, he will attempt to cast 'speak with animals'. He will then tell the bird to go to the green mage, and carry this leaf to him. Assuming he still has the leaf, otherwise go to the green mage and tell him what you have seen.}
Arminas then sits and meditates spells Speak with Animals x2
Andrath d20+5=18 Monday October 31st, 2005 10:22:23 PM
Andrath tries to stash his lockpicks inside his undertunic [OOC: sleight of hand check of 18], and then scoops up his rat and places him inside his shirt. He follows along, and tries to find a warm position to spend the night. Hopefully in the morning things will start to resolve themselves.
Villemus (AC 14 , HP 35/26) False Life d20+3=20 d20+14=24 Monday October 31st, 2005 10:24:54 PM
Shrugging, Villemus raised his hands as he carefully release his beltpouch (with his spellbook). Bone his skinny familiar crept towards the pouch and attempted to hide himself.
Villemus took a step forward and spoke harshly in draconic, "Highlight to display spoiler: {Fools!}" in attempt to distract attention from his fleeing familiar.
Better alive than dead.
OoC Is it possible for Villemus to disguise his hat of disguise as one of the multiple beads and trinklets that decorate his hair?
If nightfalls, and possible. Bone will crept back to the camp and allow Villemus to rememorise his spells.
Roll Sleigh of Hand: 20, drop belt pouch Bone's Hide: 24
DM Bob & Carla Notes: Did the clerics keep their holy symbols? 50% chance that holy symbol is recognized for what it is. DM call 50-100 symbol is recognized. Bralin d100=20, Harvest d100=53. Soldier spot vs Harvest d20+6=7, vs Any d20+6=24, vs Andrath d20+6=17, vs Villemus d20+6=23, vs Bone d20+6=15. Listen Checks for 5 guards spoken incantation in a strong voice vs DC 5 (All guards have listen +6) thus any spell with a verbal component will be heard. Spot to see somatic component vs DC 10 d20+6=17 d20+6=25 d20+6=13 d20+6=16 d20+6=9 Whipping vs Bralin d10=8 8d3(2+3+1+1+3+3+2+3)=18, Arminus 8d3(1+2+1+3+1+1+3+2)=14
Monday October 31st, 2005 11:45:18 PM
In the darkness of the corral each member of the Swords of Light revisit the ignominious treatment received in the grove and plan their next actions.
Bralin remembers the look of the man who stripped him of his armor; how on spotting the insignia of the WLA the man had seemed almost embarrassed, and how he had returned the polished black stone to the dwarf's pocket muttering something about boyhood sentimentalism. Bralin's dark eyes take in the number of the troops and figures there must be at least 60, but he is not sure. There seem to be 5 or 6 guards around the enclosure, but then the corral is in the very middle of the camp. Wisely, he decides against an attempt at escape. Not so wisely he decides to channel some magic through his stone. Casting involves an oral incantation spoken in a strong voice.
The man searching Harvest is as thorough as he is rough. His calloused hands grab the wand before the girl can fully conceal it, and her voluminous robes hide little else. The crude wooden carving of a lidless eye is callously cast aside and lands amongst the detritus of the forest floor. The monk submits to being bound and later manacled and shackled. Despite these encumbrances and without her wand or holy symbol the girl attempts to minister to those in need. She is able to help the six members of her party, but no others, in the short time before dawn spreads her pearly light across the sky.
Any is caught in the act of palming a small dagger. The weapon is collected and for his trouble the bard has his hands tied tightly behind his back. As such he is unable to make the precise movements required to discharge the healing spell. Fearing that the half elf's humming will lead to a song of incantation; the soldier takes a soiled rag from his pocket, and gags the bard. (OOC: For future reference, bard spells have a verbal component (singing, reciting, or music). Unless Any has chosen humming for his Perform, he must sing in a strong voice or play his lute.) The gag is removed when Any is placed in the corral, thought the warning of " 'an don't try anythin' funny" is repeated for his benefit.
A distraught Arminus plays dumb, the gift of the Greenmage hidden under his tongue. The wood-elf submits to the rough treatment of the soldiers with nary a word. Inside the corral, he shuffles about, his movements limited by the shackles placed around his ankles. The ranger looks about for some nocturnal creature that might carry a message to Grynntym Deeproot. The elf is fortunate for nesting inside the hollow of a nearby tree is an eight inch owl with tufted ears. With a quavering whistle the little screech owl swoops past the guards and collects the token from the elf. (OOC:Speak with Animals requires Verbal (spoken incantation in a strong voice) and Somatic (measured and precise movement of the hand. You must have at least one hand free to provide a somatic component -PHB p. 174) components.)
While patting down Andrath, the soldier is surprised by the rat inside his shirt. "Filthy elf!" the soldier mutters as the rat escapes. The man continues to strip the rogue of his weapons, but misses the deft movement that results in the concealment of the rogue's tools. Later, curled up on the cold ground, trying to keep warm, Andrath feels a small furry creature snuggle into his chest.
Villemus headdress goes unnoticed, but his pouch does not. The soldier picks it up and tosses it onto the pile of accumulated gear. Bone makes his escape unseen, however like his compatriot, finds his way through the encampment and back to the captured drow.
Lorth doesn't speak to anyone, and keeps to himself. He is, however witness to the anger of the guards when several of his party decide to try their magics, benign as they may seem. The early morning hours bring unwelcome commotion as Bralin and Arminus are dragged from the enclosure. Those inside the corral are quickly doled out a crust of stale bread and a cup of water while the offenders are strung up and whipped. (Whipping results in subdual dmg. Bralin-18 HP, Arminus-14 HP however the punishment stops when the elf loses consciousness.)
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Shackled together side by side in two long lines, the Swords of Light and the other captured elves shuffle down the road leading to the Emerald City. Harvest Moon has been able to figure that a lightly encumbered traveller in a hurry could manage the trip in a day, most would need two. At the rate the group is moving, it will be at least three long days before the city is reached.
The bulk of the troops march in front, the prisoners guarded on either side by riders on black horses, with more soldiers bringing up in the rear.
"What do you figure will happen to them?" a rider is overhead asking when his captain makes a check. The reply comes in a hoarse voice, "they are spies. Keep them with the elves. They will be dealt with after the cuffing ceremony."
Lorth 58/34 d20+6=23 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 7:42:59 AM
(Note sure how much healing harvest gave us, so I just took normal overnight healing)
Lorth watches his friends go about their business, but doesn't bother them. When they stop for the evening Lorth goes to the edge of the corral and speaks to the guards. "I am Lorth Jeredosta, Paladin of Gargul", he says. "One of the heros of the Battle of Strongwind castle against the Dread, surely you must of heard of it. But regardless, being a paladin you know that my word is my law. Sitting around in this "jail" is something that grates upon me. I ask you to allow me to help you with camp duties such as chopping firewood, feeding the prisoners, setting up and breaking down and whatever else is needed to be done. I give you my word that I will not try and escape, and will follow orders to the letter." (Diplomacy: 23)
Harvest (AC18, HP 21/34, Fatigued) d20+2=12 d20+11=29 d20+11=16 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 10:57:14 AM
Dark shadows rim the flesh below Harvest Moon's brown eyes as she turns her face toward the morning sun. For as long as she dare, the brown girl sits in meditation. The wooden knot is gone. It had been with her for so many years, ever since she dug it from the ground oh so long ago. Now it is gone.
And yet, still her spirit reaches out. For what she is unsure. Is there a greater divinity beyond one's chosen god? Harvest Moon prays. Against the lure of sleep, she prays.
"Three days, Bralin Stoneminder," Harvest whispers a reply as the group moves slowly along the road. "Possibly two, but most likely three days before we reach the Emerald City. She inspects the condition of the dwarf's wounds, but her mind swims from the need for rest.
"We must use all of the skill at our disposal if we are to escape. Possibly combine our efforts, Aiding one another. I will ... I will attempt to observe the guards for weakness or an advantage that we ... that we might exploit."
Rolls and Actions Heal 12 (Failed: Long Term Care for all wounded. Reduced Wisdom, no Healer's Kit, and Fatigue) Spot 28 (-2 for Fatigue, forgot to remove the effect of the Periapt of Wisdom) Listen 15 (-2 for Fatigue, forgot to remove the effect of the Periapt of Wisdom)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Obscuring Mist
Arminas (HP ?, few I know) d20+5=24 d20+5=10 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 11:30:32 AM
Arminas smiles slightly as the owl takes the leaf and flies off. Nothing will probably come of it, but it is all he could do. The whipping comes, he knew it probably would.
He smiles weakly at Bralin as he is strung up, but does not speak. The whips strikes him, and he recoils in pain. He admires the abilitiy of the dwarf to deal with pain, and tries to emulate him. His thoughts turn to Ewan and the owl as the blows come, and is thankful when finally he blacks out.
The soldiers come and force him to stand, time to march. Again he thinks of Any, and the torture that is resulting from his healing. Dark thoughts rush through his mind, and again he thinks of Ewan and the owl to force them out.
As the horses with riders go back and forth, Arminas looks for which animal is likely be nearby most often. Kind looks and soft words are spoken to the horse. If the rider looks at him, he weakly says:
"You must be a strong warrior, you have a wonderful horse."
Every chance he gets, he greets that horse with kindness.
I could use a friend.
At the end of the day, he again greets the horse, and looks up meekly at the rider.
"If you desire, I will groom your horse while you rest."
Actions Wild Empathy (friends with horse) 24 Handle animal (teach it to come, if allowed to groom horse) 10
Any (17/20 HP) Tuesday November 1st, 2005 12:24:22 PM
(OOC I took normal healing for overnight. If I shouldn't have let me know)
Any continues to examine the locking mechanism on his shackles, but does not try to open them yet.
He asks a guard, "May I sing to ease our journey? "
If allowed he will sing a light song of traveling, striving to emphasize friendship and peace.
He notices Arminas and his piercing looks, and will attempt to soften his attitude as they walk. He whispers, " They would not have let you die, they seek us as slaves. I only performed the healing that they would have done. To live is to have hope."
Bralin (24(6)/52 hp) d20+12=29 d20+5=24 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 12:33:33 PM
Bralin no sooner finishes his spell than the guards are upon him. "I am but healing my wounds," he says to uncaring faces.
Soon he finds himself beneath the whip. Again, the irony of being partnered with Arminas does not escape him.
The dwarf's mind turns to the chamber, and he silently endures the punishment. [Fort check 29 to withstand the pain] In fact, Bralin searches the assembled guardsmen for the one who left him his WLA pin - the one who is unsure of his allegiance. If he spots him [Spot 24], the dwarf will stare grimly at the man as he is beaten. See what you have perpetrated, human
Mayhap, even this humiliation will reap rewards.
Later, he walks beside Harvest, wincing at each step. He nods at her words. "The halfway point," he whispers back. "One's mind is always weakest just past the halfway point. Tis our best opportunity."
DM Bob & Carla Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 12:36:23 AM
Lorth's offer to help about the camp is cruelly rebuffed, "You're an elf lover and a spy! Save your energy for the galley, traitor!" Meanwhile, the horse near Arminus looks at the elf with warm liquid eyes, but before the ranger can establish a connection, the rider steers the horse away. Harvest is able to covertly minister to the wounds of Bralin and Arminus. The young monk is appalled by the bruised flesh and crusty oozing sores that scar the backs of her companions.
After a long day of marching, the prisoners are corralled for the night and a heavy guard set. A little water is provided, but no food. The soldiers set up their tents in circles around the enclosure. There is no escape.
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The next couple of days are the same. After a crust of bread and a cup of water, long chains are run through the manacles joining the prisoners in two rows side by side. The excess chain must be gathered up and held in the hands so as not to pull at the manacles. On the eve of the third day, the party reaches the city. As they pass through the streets, the citizens back up against the buildings that line the streets and watch as the troops pass by with the captured elves and half elves, two humans, and a dwarf. The city seems to have a mixed population of some affluence, for the people appear in general to be richly dressed. There are elves, and part elves in the crowd. Every one wears a closed bracelet upon one wrist.
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The march leads to a great grey mass of a building with eight almost identical towers pining it to the rock on which it stands. The group passes up a long stepped ramp from road level to a point where a drawbridge meets it. Under the bridge is a moat. Passing over the bridge, the party enters through the outer gate and into an inner ward. The riders go no further, but soldiers lead the prisoners through another gate. Bowmen look down from the machicolations of the barbican as the party moves through. On one side against the curtain wall is a range of buildings, beyond it a dark tower to which the group are taken. Chains are taken back, and still manacled and shackled; the prisoners are divided up and pushed into various cells. As the lock to the door closes with a *click* the Swords of Light find themselves together in one of these dark cells.
Lorth Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 7:14:51 AM
Lorth does nothing but wait. He is out of ideas.
Harvest (AC18, HP 26/34) d20+4=20 d20+12=23 d20+12=16 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 11:45:09 AM
The second night of the trek is devoted to sleep. One cannot aide others if one is, one's self, incapacities.
The next morning holds a fresher outlook. Harvest Moon speaks with the other captives as they trek along the road. This day her wits are sharper, and her eye to healing care is more keen.
Harvest Moon shuts her eyes as the door to the cell closes behind her. She listens. Listens to the sound of footsteps. The sound of speech. The sounds that may give rhythm to the place and reveal its secrets.
When she opens her eyes she see's the place in light of what her ears have whispered to her, the things that might be of use. Lessons from the camps of the Contested Kingdoms: Hidden within everything is a potential use. One need but find the proper questions by which one might coax the thing to speak.
"Paladin Lorth," Harvest Moon begins, "would it be possible for you to attempt to detect the presence of any Evil within our area? It may be to no avail. But it may also prove illuminating."
Then the small brown girl begins a detailed examination of the cell itself. (Could we have a description of the cell, please as well as a picture of what is outside the cell based upon the Listen check?)
Rolls and Actions Heal 20 (Succeed: Long Term Care for all wounded. Twice Normal Healing for Third Night of Trek) Listen 23 Spot 16
HP First night everyone except for Harvest should have recovered twice normal healing from Long Term Care Second Night Harvest Recovers 5hp. Third Night everyone except for Harvest should have recovered twice normal healing from Long Term Care. Day after Third Night, I assume we arrive.
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Command
Arminas d20+10=26 d20+7=25 d20+8=21 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 12:28:00 PM
Arminas walks along the road chained to his companions. The horse seems sad and cruely treated, yet his condition is infinitely better than those who have been captured. Arminas keeps to himself, anger and self pity seem to always be on the verge of taking over. Only when he thinks of Ewan does his mind clear, and a feeling a peace comes over him.
Did I see Ewan rise and fly away, or was it merely a dream?
Regardless, it gives him hope. If not for himself, then at least for his friend.
He speaks only to Harvest, as she administers to his wounds.
"Thanks for your kindness, though I plan on death over slavery, if it comes to it. I am only sorry that the others are caught up in this as well, perhaps my actions have resulted in this. Though I blame Parnoth, not myself."
With the trained endurance of a ranger, and the care of Harvest, Arminas seems to be to full health when they arrive in the cell. He looks about the cell, searching for weaknesses and the activity of the guards.
Actions Listen 26 Search 25 Spot 21
Arminas - 2nd illegal post d20+7=19 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 12:31:27 PM
While Harvest administers to him, Arminas will take time to deal with her wounds as well. His long term care allows Harvest to heal at twice her normal rate.
Any d20+5=16 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 5:51:17 PM
OOC MOO! Should be at full hit points due to overnight healing.
Any assists wherever he can in aiding those who are injured and in need of healing, tearing his shirt for bandages, and saving some of his water for the cleansing of wounds.
Having not been forbidden to sing, he does sing to lighten the spirits of those around him. (Inspire courage) He can only extend his power for a short time each day, but does so unbegrudgeingly. The rest of the time he sings, he does do simply to give hope to those who hear.
Any is disheartened when he sees there is no chance given to attempt an escape, the guards are too vigilant.
Upon arriving in the cell, he immediately begins to examine his surroundings. He carefully looks at the lock when the guards are not watching, and begins to wish that he could find even a short piece of wire or stout wood(search 16).
Bralin Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 10:01:15 PM
The march passes, and the guards show no sign of laxity. Bralin nods with grudging approval. They are well trained.
The dwarf will therefore bide his time. Once locked in the cell, he sits for a bit. But the activity of Harvest and Any fires his curiousity, and Bralin determines to inspect the stonework of the room the contains him.
He does so very carefully. He surely has the time. [Search for unusual stonework - Take 20: 24]
Andrath Thursday November 3rd, 2005 12:24:23 AM
On the move, Andrath stashes his rat inside his undershirt, letting the creature out after dark to forage a little bit. He saves some of his evening meal to feed the rodent.
When they are locked in the cell, Andrath whispers, "I was able to palm my rogue tools, so I can probably pick our way out of this cell, if we had somewhere to go."
DM Bob & Carla Thursday November 3rd, 2005 1:26:38 AM
Eyes adjust to the dimness of the cell, and the adventurers' begin to explore the grey environment.
Entrance is by a narrow doorway, now closed off by a locked door of thick wood with a small barred window. The room is roughly square, although the back wall has a curve to it. There is a short flight of four steps that disappear into the wall. Exploration shows that this is a latrine corbelled out over the moat at an angle between the tower and curtain wall. Two narrow loops in the curved wall let in a little light and air. There are some scorch marks on the walls in addition to quite a bit of graffiti,
.......ORCS SMELL......
......DWRVES RUEL, ELVS DRUEL...
....Elwood was here...
and many seasons counted out with a scratch on the stone underneath the announcement.
Inside the cell Bralin studies the compact stonework. The tower is well built, and the outer curved wall thick. Cells rim the outer wall of the tower, with a central room for the processing of prisoners and stationing of the guard. Near the back of the cell, where one partition wall meets the curved outer wall, Bralin finds an anomaly. The mortar around one stone seems to have been chipped away.
As Harvest Moon and Arminus inspect the cell, they hear snippets of conversation echoing from the guardroom, "...in a rage...had a bad time of it with the last bunch...put it over there...in storage...no, not there, over there...not for a few days yet...have the ceremony when he comes back...need 'bout forty maybe 50..." There are also whispers. Harvest can not make out the language, but Arminus is able to discern it is elvish, though he can not make out the words.
A continued search about the room discloses some rusted hooks in the wall at regularly spaced intervals, a scattering of small stones in one corner, and a pile of grey rags in another. Andrath volunteers that he managed to keep his special tools from the soldiers. When Any tries to bolster spirits with a song, the pile of rags stirs..
The party continues to look after each other. Time heals some wounds, but the scars on the back of the elf and dwarf will be permanent reminders of the cruelty of Parnoth's rule for as long as the adventurers live.
Lorth Thursday November 3rd, 2005 7:24:28 AM
Lorth watches his friends go about their business. Breaking out of cells is not something he has experience in, so he waits for instruction.
Harvest (AC18, HP 31/34) d20+12=25 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 1:04:34 PM
Thanks to Arminas Calaelen, the marks from the talons of the Claw of Parnoth have healed to light scabs.
"Our belongings may not be too far from this cell, Andrath Silverhand," Harvest Moon replies. "I hear voices that may be our gaolers. They speak of storing things. The things, I suspect, may be our belongings. That is only a short distance away. But it is a place to go."
Suddenly, the brown girl tips her head to one side in an attitude of curiosity.
"Hello?" She walks the few steps across the cold stone floor to the corner, and the pile of rags therein. "Hello? With two fingers, she lifts the edge of the rags.
Rolls and Actions Spot 25 (To See the Rags stir.)
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Command
Arminas d20+5=18 d20+10=18 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 1:38:08 PM
Arminas looks about the spell, and smiles when he comes across:
......DWRVES RUEL, ELVS DRUEL...
Typical of dwarves.
Catching snippets of conversation, he quietly says: "I believe Harvest may be correct. I can also hear other elves trapped, although I cannot say if they are allies. Perhaps if they are imprisoned though, they would appreciate a rescue if we get out."
Going over to the pile of rags with Harvest, Arminas also looks to see what is moving. He attempts to show the creature that they mean no harm, and want to be friends.
"Perhaps I could speak with it? Any could sing to mask my speaking of the arcane words of the spell."
Actions Wild empathy 18 Listen 18
Any d20+4=20 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 2:16:14 PM
Andrath's news of his tools is most welcome, as are his abilities in the use of those tools. Any says, " I too heard the guards speaking. I believe Harvest is correct. I also think that we might have allies within the surrounding cells, if we can get free ourselves to free them.
Any also goes to investigate the movements of their "cellmate". He quickly agrees with Arnimas, and begins to sing, not so loudly as to draw the guards to the cell, but loudly enough to cover conversation and Arminas' spell casting if needed. He will move to where he can observe the cell door, and watch for the coming of the guards.(spot 20)
Bralin Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:15:18 PM
"Someone has freed this stone," Bralin observes in a low voice.
Checking that his companions are watching for the guards, the dwarf carefully tries to pull the stone inward. If he cannot, he will investigate whether one or more of the hooks can be removed for the endeavor.
DM Bob & Carla Thursday November 3rd, 2005 11:42:17 PM
While Lorth finds a comfortable spot on the floor, the others busy themselves with investigating their surroundings and contemplating a posible escape.
Bralin eases a single stone from its position in the cell wall and discovers a small hollow that hides a gold chain with a single golden disc bearing the likeness of a roaring lion. It does not look like the chain has been in the hiding place for long. The shine has not left either the chain or the disc.
Harvest and Arminus approach the pile of rags that caught their attention. To their surprise, the rag pile stretches out and assumes the shape of an elf dressed in a rumpled tunic and an even dirtier and more crumpled cloak. "Hello" he says, in a calm, quiet voice. "I take it you've just arrived then." The figure allows the cloak to fall to his shoulders revealing an ageless face, neither old nor young, though in it is written years of experience. His silver hair lays matted on his shoulders, and his clear grey eyes shine with an inner calm.
Any sings lightly and keeps an eye on the guards through the small window in the door. None show any interest in the goings on in the cell.
Lorth Friday November 4th, 2005 7:21:04 AM
Lorth watches what his friends are doing. He doesn't like being locked up and his mood is unlikely to improve.
Harvest (AC18, HP 31/34) Friday November 4th, 2005 8:17:01 AM
"Yes." Harvest Moon replies and inclines her head in greeting. "I am Harvest Moon. This is Arminas Calaelen, Lorth Jeradosta, Villemus Bralfah is the dusky elf, Anthos Westar sings for us, Andrath Silverhand, and ... Bralin Stoneminder."
From the corner of her eye, Harvest takes in the hole and the stone removed from it. She catches the glint of the gold disc within the dwarf's hand, and her eyes return immediately to the gray eyed elf. He is possibly the owner. And yet, in deference to Bralin Stoneminder, she says nothing.
"We were captured at the edge of the Culverwood three days ago," Harvest offers instead. "We were sent by the Greenmage of the Culverwood to speak to the Council of Elders. We would persuade them to influence Parnoth to break off his incursion into the Culverwood. It is a path, we believe, that brings tragedy and turmoil for all."
"I understand that we are destined for slavery. Even so, we would escape to see the Council here in Emerald City and fulfill our mission."
"Please, do not stand on our account. If you do not mind?" Harvest Moon moves to take a seat herself against one of the stone prison walls.
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Command
Arminas Friday November 4th, 2005 9:37:47 AM
Arminas, expecting to find a rat is surprised when the elf uncovers himself. He nods a greeting as Harvest makes the introductions.
Harvest explains the situation, and when she mentions escape Arminas glances quickly at her. In a whisper he says:
"Escape does not seem possible. It is also not a topic to discuss with a stranger. It may be difficult to tell a friend from a spy."
Looking at the elf he adds:
"No offense."
Day's spell Speak with Animals
Any d20+2=4 d20+4=22 Friday November 4th, 2005 9:53:38 AM
Any tries to listen to the conversation, but cannot make out the whispered words over his singing near the door (listen 4). He hopes that means the guards cannot hear either. He continues to keep an eye on the guards, watching for anything unusual inside and outside the cell.(spot 22)
Bralin Friday November 4th, 2005 4:45:10 PM
Bralin turns toward the stranger, hold the chain and its pendant out in plain sight.
"Be this yours?" he asks pointedly.
If not, the dwarf (after checking with Any that no guards are within earshot, and assuming he's still got his orb) casts Detect Magic on the object.
Villemus Monday November 7th, 2005 12:02:29 AM
Moving closer to his companions, Villemus whispered, "Without my spellbook, I can't memorise any new spells. However, they didn't find my hat of disguise." The half-drow pointed at one of the beads that adored his mangy hair.
"I got a plan. I can disguise myself as one of the gaoler and pretended that I was trapped with you and gravely wounded. The dastardly drow had casted a spell and swapped places with me. And when the gaoler comes in ..."
DM Bob & Carla Monday November 7th, 2005 7:59:41 AM
Lorth remains where he is, displeased with his predicament and with no obvious course of action, he simply waits. Harvest introduces herself and her mission to the elf beneath the rags. Arminus quickly counsels caution, but not before Harvest has spilled the beans.
"Your friend is right", the elf says to Harvest. "It is hard to know who to trust in such difficult times. But I am no spy and your secret is safe with me." The bedraggled elf simply shakes his head when Bralin inquires about the pendant and returns to Harvest. "My name is Solonn and I was captured some weeks ago as I travelled through the Culverwood. The elf stands and offers his hand in introduction. "Peace be with you all" he says before sitting back down. He motions to Harvest to take a seat. "I am interested" he says, "just how would you persuade this Council, and what would influence Parnoth to cease his push into the Culverwood?"
Bralin detects a moderate aura of transmutation about the pendant after spending a few moments of concentration.
Villemus broaches a plan for escape, but before he can further detail his plan Any spots the guards approaching the cell door. A moment later a large bowl and two loafs of bread are shoved through a small slot at the bottom of the door. A thin, near colorless liquid fills the bowl, large bubbles of liquid fat compete with each other for space across the surface. The bread is hard and smells of yeast.
Lorth Monday November 7th, 2005 8:46:44 AM
Lorth listens to the new elfs tale then eyes the food suspiciously, when it is thrust under the door. He only eats the bread if offered it, as he certainly doesn't need any extra fat since he isn't doing anything but sitting around.
Any Monday November 7th, 2005 9:47:38 AM
Any takes one look at the food offered, shrugs his shoulders, and begins to doll out soup and bread to those who wish it, breaking the bread and offering the bowl to all in the cell.
He then whispers, " I can cast many of the spells I know without any extra materials, including disguising myself. The guards might hear the spell being cast however. There is a possibility, since they are allowing me to sing, that I can put the guards asleep. As long as I can speak or sing I can cast spells, including healing, if any are still in need."
Having offerd his input, Any returns to his position near the door, singing lightly to cover the conversation inside the cell.
Harvest (AC18, HP 31/34) Monday November 7th, 2005 9:59:43 AM
Harvest Moon glances with curiosity at the bright object in Bralin Stoneminder's hands.
"Our mission requires little secrecy, Solonn," Harvest replies. "Stealth, perhaps, but little secrecy. We were only sent to speak to the Council of Elders, after all."
The small brown girl crosses her legs within the folds of her robe and places her hands in her lap as she mentally composes a reply.
"I have spoken at length with one from this land about it's society and politics. It was only one night's discussion, but I received a profound impression of a kingdom in delicate balance. Parnoth, plays the fears of many enemies against each other. He stands as a guard between the forest to the north and the giants of the Red Hills to the south. Attacking Parnoth would require resources from either side, and weaken forces that would invite invasion. By raiding the Culverwood for elven slaves, he draws both suspicion and reaction. Already there are rumors of an army of Fey being amassed against him. Reaction against action. If fears spread that Parnoth sends forth armies, his balance of powers could be damaged beyond repair. I have seen this happen in the Contested Kingdoms."
"Parnoth further jeopardizes his trade. Fear of imprisonment will easily drive away the trade that the dragon has worked to draw along the southern road. It is not difficult to imagine that war, could cut off trade entirely."
"These are not difficult things to conceive of, Solonn. I cannot imagine that many on the Council of Elders have already considered these points. The problem that remains is what to do about it."
"At the moment, Panoth has a loosely and growing population of elven slaves. Should he rescind his edict enslaving elves and restore their status, he may yet regain an uneasy alliance, and replace what can only be an increasing burden, and a possible explosive situation. Free citizens always work harder and fight more fiercely than slaves."
"We have the backing of both the Greenmage of Culverwoods and the Pitchfork Council in Jarlwolf. Both the Greenmage and the Pitchfork Council would be happy spread the word and to steer the refugees back toward their rightful homes. Stability, I believe, is in Parnoth's best interest."
"Please, Villemus Bralfah, Anthos Westar," Harvest takes a break from her discussion with Solonn to comment upon plans for escape, "take care in which guard you choose to disguise yourself as. If we attempt a ruse of this type, we will likely have but one chance."
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Command
Bralin Monday November 7th, 2005 11:11:18 AM
Bralin shakes his head.
"Escape from this cell can be done," he says. "Escape from this building is more difficult. Escape from this city more difficult still. We are deprived of arms and armor. We require information." The dwarf bobs his head toward the prisoner. "Mayhap you can provide it."
Bralin looks to Andrath. "It is not yet time. We must be patient."
As Solonn has not claimed the item, he will learn more about it. The cleric casts another spell over the necklace and its pendant. [Identify (Divine version - no pearl required)]
Arminas Monday November 7th, 2005 12:13:19 PM
Arminas listens to everyone, but most of all seems intent on Bralin's comments.
"Yes, you are right. We need information. Andrath, why not send your rat to search out our belongings, and tell us information about the guards? If you are unable, I could speak with him."
Andrath d20=2 Monday November 7th, 2005 4:52:33 PM
Andrath takes his share of the food, and eats in silence as Harvest states the party's position. "Bralin is right, we don't know enough about our situation to tell us if and when to try to escape."
He goes over and has a look through the window to the center room, trying to get a feel for the number and types of guards, as well as how many other cells there may be.
Once he has seen all that he can, he moves over to the mussed-up elf, and asks, "Can you tell us more about the situation that we are in? Do you know anything that can help us?" As he listens to whatever the elf has to say, he concentrates on the truthfulness of the elf's story. [OOC: However, the sense motive roll is a 2, so he will believe whatever the elf has to say.]
Sometime in the next little while, he approaches Lorth and asks, "Can you detect any evil intent from Solonn?" Shortly after, he sidles up to Any and asks, "Can you detect any magic on his person?"
Arminas - second illegal post Monday November 7th, 2005 5:37:56 PM
Staring hard at Andrath as his suggestion of using his rat to scout is ignored, Arminas mutters:
"Well, I suppose we could sit and wait for our 'cuffing' ceremony. No use risking the rat's life."
Arminas then goes and stares out the window. Perhaps the owl or Erwen will show up.
DM Bob & Carla Monday November 7th, 2005 9:19:29 PM
The Swords of Light share a miserable meal with their cell-mate. Information is exchanged regarding resources saved and lost. Any and Andrath take turns evaluating the environs visible beyond their cell. What they saw when they first entered the forbidding dungeon are confirmed by their current observations; seven chambers or cells ring the perimeter of the tower with a central room in the middle of which is a rough rectangular table. A candle inside a glass enclosure casts a circle of light by which the two human guards play a game of cards. Additional illumination comes from a rough iron fixture hanging high above the table. There is a passageway leading outside to the ward through which the party had passed earlier.
Andrath turns from his post to question the strange elf in philosophical discussion with Harvest, while Any continues to keep a vigil at the door. When he sings a traditional elvish lament, he hears a weak response at the refrain. He also sees pale hands gripped 'round the bars at one of the other cells.
Bralin casts his spell and discerns that the pendant bestows on the wearer increased health [Amulet of Health +2].
Solonn listens intently to the discussion between the party members, and then, sitting beside Harvest Moon listens quietly to what the young monk has to say. Nodding thanks to Any, the bedraggled elf drinks from the bowl of tepid soup and accepts but a small crust from one of the loaves of bread.
"I fear that your information is old, little sister." It is hard to make out the elves features in the darkness, but Andrath senses no dishonesty as Solonn continues. "Parnoth has recently removed those of elvish blood from the council. They have been replaced by senior civil servants from his primary trading partners and individuals who might profit from the suppression of the elvish influence in the area." Solonn sighs, "the role we elves have played in awakening the Sleeper has had a detrimental affect on our standing in the Wold. Though we would believe to walk hand in hand with nature, would bring peace and love, the road has not been smooth. Ebyron has brought chaos, and even now the noble races of the Wold strive to undo the damage."
Solonn chews the last of his crust, while the others digest the news. He then continues, "the green dragon is away from the city, drawing power from his hoard at his private hall, no doubt. There will be a ceremony. He will demonstrate his power in front of his friends and his enemies, and we will receive the silver bracelet of servitude." Standing, the thin elf walks to the slit carved into the wall. Pressing his face up against the narrow opening Solonn breaths deeply of the night air. "We have this night, and one more, before his return, but there is still hope."
Lorth Tuesday November 8th, 2005 7:28:29 AM
Lorth concentrates on Solonn's soul for any impurities, he doesn't expect to find any, but does what Andrath asks none-the-less. He lets Andrath know the outcome when he is able. When Lorth hears that Parnoth has stacked the council, he frowns. "If it is true what you say about the council, then our mission is for naught. We should concentrate on escaping the city and reporting back to the pitchfork council."
Any d20+2=9 Tuesday November 8th, 2005 9:55:17 AM
Any listens as well as he can (listen 9) to the conversation within the cell, but consigns himself to the necessity of catching up later to what is to be done. When he sees that the others are through with spell casting and talk, he garners what he can from Harvest of what has been said. He agrees with the sentiment that they are not finished yet, and asks again, "Could not one of the familiars seek out more information of our surroundings, including the location of our weapons and my instrument."
He then turns to Andrath and says, " I have not the ability to do what you have asked."
"I have a plan to get us beyond this cell if all are amenable. I can assume the form of one of the claws of Parnoth, exit this cell with the rogues assistance, and confront the guards with their lack of vigilance. I will tell them that Parnoth has something special in store for you all, and march you out of here, with our elvish friend here playing my part. If this plan does not suit you, i can assume other shapes, even one strong enough to rip the cell door from its moorings. What are your thoughts on this matter?"
Any then awaits the response of the other party members.
Harvest (AC18, HP 31/34) Tuesday November 8th, 2005 11:05:42 AM
Harvest Moon frowns in thought. There would be little sense in speaking with the Council of Elders now. Men with self interest to protect. The only other choice would be to gain an audience with Parnoth himself. And yet, if Parnoth has taken such measures as to replace members of his council, would he be amenable to persuasion? The reasoning seems so sound. Based upon what she knows, a campaign against the elves would be folly. And yet, if her information on the Council has turned out to be incorrect, then how many other things, things upon which her arguments to Parnoth have been based, might also turn out to be incorrect?
Harvest breathes an audible sigh.
"Thank you, Solonn. Perhaps now would not be the proper time to confront Parnoth." Harvest takes a curved crust of the bread and nibbles a corner before dipping the rest into the oily soup. "And yet, I would still find a way to help the elves. There are many elven refugees from the Culverwood in Cinnamon Valley who have fled Parnoth's campaign."
"Perhaps, reporting is the best we can do in this situation. There seems little hope of return for the refugees. With this knowledge, they may at last decide to settle in Cinnamon Valley. Begin life anew."
The bread is heavy with oil, and taste sharply of yeast, but it fills the belly as Harvest listens to the plan as laid out by Anthos Westar.
"That is a good plan," Harvest replies. "If we are to escape, I would also take as many of the elves that are here as well along with us. If you can truly assume the form of a Claw of Parnoth, Anthos Westar, and not simply a disguise, then we may be quite a long way toward escaping the city entirely."
"With the authority commanded by the Claws, we may be able to put off any questions that might be put to a group of our composition. Two things may be a possible problem. First would be your speech. Do you speak the language of the Claws, Anthos Westar? That would be Draconic, I believe. Second, would be your trappings. Your clothing would be your own. If there would be a way to disguise your clothing as well as change your form, we would have a greater chance of success."
"As to our equipment, I am confident that it is nearby. All, I believe that we need, is to exit this cell."
Harvest returns her attention to Solonn.
"You know much about Parnoth," she begins. "Would you be able to guide us out of the city and to the road leading south, Solonn?"
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Level One 3 + 1 DC16 Domain: Longstrider Command
Arminas Tuesday November 8th, 2005 11:57:58 AM
Arminas looks between Harvest and Any as they discuss a plan. The politics of the situation seem beyond their reach, but escape seems possible.
"I for one am ready to try any plan. If Andrath will not have his rat search out our supplies, then let us break out of here and look ourselves. I am ready to gain my freedom, or die trying."
Looking at Any he adds:
"There is no shame in death earned from a noble battle. Better to die than become a pawn of Parnoth."
Arminas then spends his time trying to find a weapon. He checks each of the bars, trying to find a loose one to pry out. If none are loose, he goes to the hooks in the wall, and will pry one out. He spends the rest of the time sharpening the edge on the stone floor. If he cannot find something to use as a weapon, he will again look out the window in hopes of seeing a friendly bird.
Any (2nd illegal Post) Tuesday November 8th, 2005 5:01:50 PM
"I have the ability to speak draconic, and I also possess a spell to disguise what gear of mine does not change with the alteration spell. I would hope that we would not need to speak to any of the claws, for I do not know how well they know each other, nor do I know enough of their inner workings to competently bluff our way past them. They have always spoken to their underlings in a hissing common, and that I will be able to do also. The spell will only last 40 minutes. Will that give us enough time to clear the city walls?"
"Arminas, I begin to accept your view. I had hoped to escape long before now, and I will not be made a slave." Any then again awaits the parties decision.
Bralin Tuesday November 8th, 2005 8:34:26 PM
Bralin puts the Amulet back in its hiding place. Twas put there to escape detection, and he won't need it right away.
"Patience" he advocates. "We must escape. Yet another day will earn us greater advantage."
He looks to Solonn. "Ye say hope is not lost. Why? Have you knowledge we can use?" Continuing his arguement, the dwarf points to the hands on the far cell. "Mayhap another ally?"
"On the morrow, Harvest and I will request new spells from our mentors. Spells tailored for escape. We have two days. Spend one observing the watch, gathering information, devising our strategy."
DM Bob & Carla Tuesday November 8th, 2005 11:49:39 PM
The party comes to an informal consensus that they are unlikely to influence the local council, and their efforts would be better spent on planning an escape and reporting their findings to Dulcet and the Pitchfork Council. It dawns on the group that they are ill equipped to have much influence on the allies of a wicked dragon or the fey led army massing in the Culverwood.
Any outlines a brave plan, while Lorth studies the grey elf (and senses no evil). Villemus and Andrath sink into a funk, while Arminus tries to channel his energy into finding a makeshift weapon.
"The Wold is filled with violence, hatred, and death," sighs the grey elf, "but there are those who face the dark heart of the Wold with a message of peace and love." Turning his gaze from the dark eyed dwarf, Solonn stares into Harvest Moon's brown ones, and says, "From darkness we learn to understand the night." Shifting slightly, his shackles jingle as he turns back to the group, "not all non-elf citizens of the Emerald Kingdom hold with Parnoth's edict against those of elvish blood. I have only heard some stories and have no facts to present to you. To avoid becoming Parnoth's chattel some willingly wear the symbol of a strong family on their wrists. Though I have not seen it, I have heard many in the area seek asylum at the Tower of Saryd residence of a powerful adventuring group. The leader is K'Nara Illutu, a fighter and sorceress who leads the famous Emerald Talon's. They are not in residence, but their very name permits those who wear the Talon's cuff to be as free as ever they can be in the Emerald Kingdom. Also, rumours of an escape route for those who can not bear to wear a cuff. Shelter and disguises provided along the way by non-elves who abhor the domination of one living being by another."
Solonn sighs resignedly before answering Harvest's last question, "I have turned from the path of violence long ago. What fate will bring me, I do not know, but if I am not free to go where I am needed or where my heart takes me, I will diminish. But, I will tell you what you need to know should you attempt this daring escape." He smiles sadly at the group, but his eyes flash as he explains, "there will be three tests in order to escape this place; the guards in the outer ward beyond this prison tower, the gate-passage to the barbican, and the drawbridge over the moat. The city is not walled and should be easy."
Arminus gazes out the loophole but can see nothing but darkness down below. Raising his eyes he scans the starry heavens. His form is silhouetted by the faint light from the guardroom that spills into the cell, but it is enough for the messenger below. Arminus feels a faint tickle of magic against her ear, as if an invisible messenger is trying to whisper something to him. Arminus Highlight to display spoiler: { Sleep! Rest your weary soul! Rid yourself of your shackles for tomorrow you will be free! At dawn and the changing of the guards, move to the back of you cell away from the door. We will take care of the guards."}
(OOC: Need to know how you spend the night. Sleep, dream, keep watch, pick the locks on the shackles, etc. Still in role-play, so multiple actions okay.-DM Carla)
Lorth Wednesday November 9th, 2005 7:24:45 AM
Sometime in the evening Lorth prays to Gargul to replenish his one spell of Divine favor. He then sleeps against one of the walls of the cell. If someone offers he certainly lets them unshackle him.
Any Wednesday November 9th, 2005 9:50:32 AM
"Andrath, we should at least test our ability to rid ourselves of these shackles, even if we do not leave them open for now. We should relieve everyone of this extra burden, and leave the chains in place--bound to our wrists with cloth ,string, or whatever we can find. Then when the time comes we will be ready to move, even if our bluff fails, this will give us our hands free, and the shackles as a weapon to fight with."
Any will then wait to see what the others will do, and assist Andrath if that is what is decided.
Arminas Wednesday November 9th, 2005 9:50:36 AM
Sitting, staring out into the darkness, feeling the constant pain of the scars on his back, it is easy for despair to creep in. Yet the thought of Ewan rising from the dead, and the owl carrying the leaf to the greenmage gives him hope.
Now, another reason for hope causes his heart to leap. He sits up, pain and despair seem to drain from him. Quickly, he motions his companions to gather near. Then in a whispered voice, he says:
"I have recieved a message. Rescue comes in the morning. First, we need to rid ourselves of these shackles. Any and Andrath, do not both of you have skills in lock picking? I was told to rest, and that at the changing of the guards at dawn, we should move to the back of the cell. Our allies will take care of the guards and set us free."
Looking at the faces around him he adds:
"No, I don't know who sent the message. Yes, I am sure. I did recieve a message. Look, you must trust me. Help is coming."
Harvest (AC18, HP 31/34) Wednesday November 9th, 2005 10:53:33 AM
"I have been praying every day, Bralin Stoneminder," Harvest Moon says to the dwarf. "And yet without the symbol ... " Her voice trails off, but her mouth sets into a thin line of determination. "I will try, Bralin Stoneminder."
At the confirmation of outside aide from Arminas Calaelen, Harvest Moon nods her head.
"Then we wait on the morrow." She turns to Solonn. "A man ... who I greatly admire and respect once told me that it is important that some people in this Wold be prepared to fight. He said that this is necessary so that others may be free to follow paths less violent. In this way, both those who fight and those who do not can share the blessings of the peaceful way."
"If you will not fight, Solonn, then we will fight for you. If slavery diminishes you, it diminishes us all. Come with us. We will take you from this place. And the other elves as well. Please, will you accompany us?"
Later in the evening, as work is done upon their chains and shackles, Harvest reaches out to the divine. Guidance. Please. Hear me in out time of need. The small brown girl reaches out to any spark of the Wold that cares. Anyone. This, before retiring for the rest that would heal her remaining wounds.
Day's Spells Try to Cast Guidance on whoever is getting us out of these Shackles. +1 to skill check.
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance Detect Magic Resistance
Bralin (Sub/Al) Wednesday November 9th, 2005 1:32:10 PM
Bralin stares at the Arminas as he delivers news of unknown persons offering possible assistance. There may not be time for a full days observation of the watch.
The unknown is unreliable. The unreliable is dangerous.
But aide is indeed coming, can they afford to be unprepared?
"I'll have a spell to conceal and one to silence." Is all he says. "Harvest, you do your best."
Andrath Thursday November 10th, 2005 12:04:55 AM
Andrath moves to each of the party members in turn, using his lock picks to try to remove the shackles. Since there is little else to do this evening, based on Arminas' message, he can take his time [OOC: and take 20 for each party member, for an open lock check of 33.]
"Keep your hands in your laps as you sit, and it should not be obvious that the shackles are loose. If the guards enter the cell, we can try to keep the charade of locked shackles up as long as possible, but if they discover that any shackles are loose, then we will need to 'take care' of them."
"I suggest that we post watches tonight; our normal order will be fine."
DM Bob & Carla Thursday November 10th, 2005 12:10:54 AM
Arminus excitedly shares his information with the group and Any and Andrath set to work. Together they covertly free their friends and the strange ageless elf who shares their cell from the shackles that bind them. Following Any and Andrath's suggestions, they wear the irons loosely in order not to raise suspicions.
Taking one of Harvest's small hands in his, the walker uses the dirt of the ground to trace a symbol on the palm of her hand. "This mark, three interlaced circles inside a larger cirlce, is rarely used today. Do you know it? It is the symbol of he who provides comfort and ease of pain for those who suffer. He extends life and teaches how to enjoy it...Alemi, the Healer." His finger still tracing the circles in the palm of the young girl's hand, he stares at nothing, "his blue eyes have pierced my soul." After a moment, he looks back at Harvest Moon as if seeing her anew. "But, those who follow Alemi, need no symbols!" The grey elf holds his hands palms outward with fingers spread, and a faint white light emanates from them. Harvest Moon Highlight to display spoiler: { if Harvest wasn't restored to full health, she is now!}.
Lorth snores softly, the dreamless sleep of the innocent and the just. The others are agitated and continue to plan. Solonn withdraws, leaving Harvest to ponder. Soon the elf is motionless as he enters the trance-like state that passes for sleep in his kind.
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Listen DC 12 Highlight to display spoiler: {Though it is still dark outside, a lone bird sings its early morning song. Soon dawn will be reaching her rosy fingers across the sky.}
Lorth Thursday November 10th, 2005 7:59:57 AM
Lorth wakes right before daybreak. He then prepares himself mentally for escape. And waits for further instructions.
Harvest d20+12=24 Thursday November 10th, 2005 12:07:00 PM
"Alemi," Harvest Moon feels the healing light travel the length of her scars and bruises. She repeats the name in a low voice full of reverence.
The small brown girl brings her hands together in the way shown her by Solonn. She calls the spell of Guidance before touching Andrath Silverhand. Harvest Moon smiles.
The sound of birdsong drifts in through the lone window. Harvest retires to a corner. In her mind she pictures the circles still traced upon her palm in the dirt of the cell, and Harvest Moon prays to Alemi.
Rolls and Actions Listen 24
Day's Spells Level Zero 3 Guidance x2 Detect Magic
Arminas d20+10=18 d20+6=26 Thursday November 10th, 2005 1:05:57 PM
Arminas sits by the outer window, trying to rest. His mind however races, freedom may soon be at hand. The confines of the cell stifles his spirit, and the hope of freedom is strong. He has seen animals confined to cages by owners, a cold chill goes through his spine. He silently vows to help those confined to seek their freedom.
He looks out on the darkness of the predawn, and hears a bird sing. Listening intently to determine the type of bird, or if it was a bird at all.
Rolls Listen 18 Knowledge nature to determine bird type, or if it was made by a person 26 (perfect 20)
Any Thursday November 10th, 2005 3:09:59 PM
Any awaits the coming of the dawn with the rest of the party. If the expected rescuers do not come, they can always continue with their fomer plan. He contemplates the coming escape, whatever form it takes, and considers his ability to alter shape. Should he still take the shape of one of the claws of Parnoth? Or, would another form aid their escape better?
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