Good Morning (DM MikeK) Tuesday October 18th, 2005 8:37:17 PM
Mac casts his vote, and an audible sigh rises up from the land. A beam of light stabs down, encompassing the Avatar.
Elf and spider rise into the hazy air, higher and higher until they disappear altogether. As one, the heroes of the plains drop their gaze to the Grass surrounding them. As their gaze falls, so does the fuzziness, the unrealness of the light around them.
A voice echoes within their minds. "One last surprise, children. Mysteries to unravel and a return to your beginnings." Like the light, the voice fades.
The Bloodpack is not where they were.
Oh, they're still in the Plains. A tall field of golden Grass rises on all sides, blocking any sight beyond the bronze wall. But moments before, that wall was over 300' away. Now it is merely 30'. And the vast plain of Mini Grass is now nothing but a 90' diameter circle of collapsed Grass. The sun is in a different place in the sky.
Most importantly to the moment, there is no boat anywhere to be seen.
At the edge of the grass are three creatures - a small kitten, a good sized wolf, and a rather large Grass Viper. Giving each other a lot of room, the three animals cross towards the party, heading for Mac, Gilan, and Anuk respectively. The three adventurers will, of course, recognize their animal companions.
The mini reunion dispels for only a few moments the reality that the Bloodpack is somewhere in the middle of the Sargass Plains.
Tishe' Tuesday October 18th, 2005 11:40:15 PM
"Shady..."
The spellweaver puts a stray lock of brown hair behind her ear after the Avatar is gone. "What was the final vote anyways?", she wonders. Lost in her thoughts, Tishe' wasn't paying attention to what could have profound repercussions for the Sargrass and her packmates.
And speaking of Sargrass... "And where are we? Is this where the Bloodpack had its first adventure outside of Rattledam?" It is a good guess, using the voices clues, but the young woman was still in Hook City at that time and doesn't know.
She moves over to stand near Ulgren and Mac while waiting for the ones who grew up in Rattledam to determine where they are.
Flea d20+9=25 Wednesday October 19th, 2005 12:15:57 AM
Flea stops giggling, and looks around. (Spot=25) "What now?" she asks, moving in a little closer to Tishe', Mac, and the drow.
Gilan d20+14=15 Wednesday October 19th, 2005 8:38:42 PM
Gilan opens his eyes to find the avatar gone and them standing in a different area of the Plains. As Ciaran comes loping over he bends at the knees to ruff the wolve's furry head. "Good to see you hear as well Ciaran." He looks around the surrounding area and the placement of the sun as he tries to reason out where they are at. "Well I guess we may have to get above this to get a better look around...from down here I can make out nothing of note." He shakes his head at his own stupidity.
He looks to the rest and nods his head. "I doubt we are to return to Rattledam too soon it seems." He absently continues to scratch Ciaran's ears.
[survival(plains) 15]
Tishe' Wednesday October 19th, 2005 11:16:11 PM
The young woman puts a friendly hand on Flea's shoulder. "I'm sure Anuk will be able to know where we are." The brown haired mage is brimming with confidence.
Jake (2/59) Thursday October 20th, 2005 12:39:10 AM
(For some reason, the wold site wouldn't load right for me earlier today. My apologies for not trying repeatedly to post.) Jake sticks his sword in the ground and leans slightly on it, looking about. "Golden grass... Uh.. Not that it's worth it, but I'm guessing this ain't Kansas, Todo..." He blinks, "ah mean, this ain't near Rattledam, Trell. Uh, can ya heal me please?"
Mac (HP:40/75) Thursday October 20th, 2005 2:56:15 AM
"I'm not sure..." Mac murmurs absent-mindedly as he picks up Galea. Spotting his gear at the new edge of the depression, he heads over to it and packs it into a manageable bundle or three.
[glad the server is cooperating again]
Anuk d20+10=28 d20+9=20 d20+11=22 d20+11=31 d20+13=15 Thursday October 20th, 2005 12:04:18 PM
"Twinge?!" Anuk grins happily as the viper slithers over to him. "C'mere you little coward...I thought you were lost for good!"
After a moment's reflection he says, "Speaking of lost...lets see if we can figure out where exactly we are."
(spot 24, listen 33, survival 17 if it has anything to do with rapke or bounders (favored enemy))
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended) d20+8=26 Thursday October 20th, 2005 3:00:02 PM
Ulgren I am..was a sailor once maybe I can figure out where we are." Ulgren looks around and picks up a pen sized stick and looks up at the top of the grass and writes down its height. Ulgren then turns the direction of the sun and scribbles down another number. the drow then raises each hand up one at a time and scribbles 2 more numbers down in quick succession. Ulgen looks at Tishe, "Rattledam is over there." (Grass Sailing 26)
Trellus d20+7=13 d20+8=27 4d8(4+1+6+6)+7=24 d8=2 Thursday October 20th, 2005 8:12:18 PM
"Well, this bites grass," Trellus comments as he looks around. The blond man tries to get his bearings.
When Jake says something, Trellus can't help but break out in a grin. "Dude, you look like something Gry cooked for dinner."
The cleric hits him with his healing wand. [CCW - 25 hp healed]
Hmmmmm (DM MikeK) Thursday October 20th, 2005 8:27:54 PM
After looking around a bit, Anuk and Trellus are absolutely convinced they aren't anywhere near Rattledam.
Ulgren doesn't think they are on a standard trading route.
Gilan, Anuk, and Trellus note a fine layer of volcanic dust covers the ground and the Grass. This layer is thinner than what they clomped through when they climbed on the boat at Rattledam. So, they figure they are farther east. Moving around does kick up the dust, where it hangs in the air. Breathing in the dust is nearly unavoidable.
Ulgren's sun compass points out north and south. Based on the sun's position, Anuk believes they are further south of Rattledam.
The question of "How far east and south?" is, thus far, unanswerable.
A pile of gear lays in the grass next to where the animal companions were located. Upon inspection, it contains all personal equipment left upon the ship.
Over the course of the next hour, the group determines its mid-morning and its going to be getting pretty hot. Most of the party still carry the empty, split-open waterskins that suffered at the hands of the cold of the Ice Vein. [Except for Tishe, no one has any intact water unless the container was stored in a Bag of Holding or someting similiar. Please post what water you have.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended) Thursday October 20th, 2005 9:14:02 PM
Ulgren watches the sun rise and reaches for a waterskin in his backpack, pulling out a cracked and split hunk of leather the drow lets loose a quiet curse, "umm I have a slight problem," Ulgren says a slight blush on his blue face, "I have no water, and no skins for any until tomorrow, IF, I can get a mending spell to work." Ulgren looks around at the others. "Head towards Rattledam?"
Tishe' (13/45) d20+16=25 d20+5=20 d20+12=22 Thursday October 20th, 2005 11:40:48 PM
The brown haired girl is very interested in Ulgren's work, and follows it with avid interest. (Sailing: 25) "I have also been a navigator on the 'grass and water, Ulgren. It seems we like the same picks." She smiles at the dark elf, anticipating many conversations.
Tishe' limps over to the pile of equipment and inspects her stuff. "I only have one large skin of water that holds about a gallon. And I've a mending spell right on me right now, so I could weave it on, Mac's probably because he is larger than the rest of us and so his water skins should be larger as well." And a few passes with her hands, she Mends Mac's waterskin.
"I've also got a Create Water spell to fill it, and one Endure Elements spell if it gets too hot."
Looking through her stuff she discovers a couple of large sacks. "While not water tight, maybe someone who is better at using the resources of the land can make these into improvised waterbags." She looks around for materials to use(Survival: 15), and if finding any will attempt to weave a watertight container(Weaveing: 22).
Knowing thier injuries and a plan will both take time to form, she hopes she can pick a water holder for the Pack.
Mac Friday October 21st, 2005 1:27:33 PM
"Thanks Tishe', but I think the two skins just look bigger after what the cold did to them."
"Do our bearings people want some extra height? Will a two- or three man tower be enough, or would some flying be in order?"
Jake Friday October 21st, 2005 2:56:17 PM
"Ah would be careful about using one of them water spells in the plains, Tishe," Jake unexpectedly tells the magic-user. "Teachers always tellin' us, ya do that sorta thing, ya get blood bugs or angry grass...whatever that means. Ah ain't never seen no angry grass." Jake feels a bit better, but still looks burnt. He goes over his waterskin and discovers it is quite charred and useless. Then, with a cry of sorrow, he discovers that so is that wineskin he'd gotten from that icepack. "Dang...that was the best memento ah'd gotten," he sorrowfully declaims, looking at the blackened remains.
Gilan d20+14=21 Friday October 21st, 2005 3:19:17 PM
Gilan moves over and opens the flap on his pack and pulls out four waterskins that are bulging full. "I have some water over here and can mend some of those broken skins as well." He looks around to the rest and smiles. "Do not forget that I have a wand for the heat as well." As he moves around the area he uses his skills to try and find anything of use about...food or maybe even water.
With another thought as he moves around he comments to all the pack. "I can also find out exact directions tomorrow with a spell." With a half smile he drops his hand to Ciaran's head. "Do we move along in one direction or another or do we find a good place to camp?"
[survival(plains) 21]
Flea Friday October 21st, 2005 7:54:14 PM
Flea tosses the useless skin aside. "No water here," she answers to the rest.
While the others discuss what to do next, Flea sits on the ground tailor style and starts to pick out the rough stitches holding the fur lining to her battered Cloak of Comfort. She uses one of the wonderful daggers she won a long time ago at the Mithril Chef competition in the Giggling Ghost. When she is finished she runs her hands up and down the garment* hoping to clean off the residual ant goo, blood stains, and charred bits.
Jake's reference to the skin of ice wine and the group left behind cause the rogue to grow wistful.
*Prestididigitation
Trellus 4d8(7+1+7+5)+8=28 d8=4 4d8(4+8+2+8)+8=30 3d8(8+7+7)+8=30 3d8(8+6+5)+8=27 3d8(1+1+5)+7=14 d8=6 d8=5 Sunday October 23rd, 2005 6:31:34 PM
"I think Gry's still lugging around that barrel of water, right Gry?" Trellus points out. "If it ain't full, we can weave our Water picks in there."
Trellus rubs the back of his head. "Gilan, why don't you do that bird pick and take a look up there - see if anything looks familiar. Otherwise, well we got enough water and food for a day. I say just sit tight until tomorrow and then weave some picks to see what's what. What do you dudes think?"
While all that's going on, the cleric will save some wear on his wand and cast some cure spells the old fashioned way.
Tishe - 31 hp healed (CCW over Summon Mon IV) Jake - 30 hp healed (CCW over Spell Immunity) Mac - 30 hp healed (CSW over Searing Light) Gry - 27 hp healed (CSW over Remove Disease) Gry - 21 hp healed (CSW wand)
Anybody got a drink? (DM MikeK) Sunday October 23rd, 2005 8:51:26 PM
The Bloodpackers take stock of their situation, and in the Sargass that means checking on water.
Tishe has a gallon. She magically mends one of Mac's waterskins, but the taur's water supply remains empty for the moment. Gilan shows four waterskins. Trellus, Flea, Ulgren, and Jake have nothing. Anuk and Grymash remain silent.
Gilan spends about an hour foraging and exploring the general vicinity. He finds more of the same. The area is nothing more than a section of Grass, just like one of a million other sections here in the Plains. He finds no water, but comes back with enough insects to sustain a couple people for the day.
[Note that this type of meal is likely rather new to Tishe, Mac, and Ulgren (traders bring their own rations), but Flea has gone through this sort of provisioning before, and the rest have done so for most of their lives.]
Various discussions are held on what to do next, but no firm decisions are reached.
Each footfall kicks up more of the fine volcanic dust, burning lungs unaccustomed to grainy substance.
[All (including critters) - Fort save DC15 or -1 CON]
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended) d20+5=15 Sunday October 23rd, 2005 9:07:52 PM
Ulgren sighs at the lack of water and remembers the long hot days on the trader ships. "I wish I had a spell to help out but I am without anything that might help us in the lack of water department." Ulgren watches Gilan from a distance scrounge food for the pack and shudders when it is offered to him. The drow pinches his nose and quickly gulps down the first bite trying not to taste much of it. <Fort 15>
Flea d20+3=15 Sunday October 23rd, 2005 10:15:43 PM
Flea takes her pointed gnome hat from off her head, and packs it away in a side pocket of her HHHaversack. Humming in a tuneless sort of way she unwraps the crimson sash from 'round her waist. The gnome gives it a good shake to loosen the folds, and then she wraps the sash about her head twisting it into a turban with one longish loose bit hanging down. Flea wraps this last bit of fabric across the lower part of her face so that it covers her nose and mouth and keeps the dust out, finally tucking the end into a fold on the opposite side. (Fort Check=15, made it!)
The rogue then shakes out her Cloak of Comfort and settles it about her small person.
"Let's try to find Rattledam, and find out how things are back home," Flea suggests. "We should check in with Malafret and let her know what has happened," Flea waves vaguely in a northerly direction, unsure if she is right, before adding, "out there." "'Sides," adds the rogue, "she might have something she wants us to do."
Mac (HP:70/75) d20+9=20 d20=18 Monday October 24th, 2005 3:41:10 AM
Mac doesn't mind the bugs [Fort:20], nibbling a bit here and there, but is mostly interested in making sure there is enough to go around the pack and Galea (who is more disappointed that she can't chase the bugs, but eats anyway - [Fort:18, unmodified]). Hopefully it will make enough of a difference if he eats lightly for a day or few.
He sits unmoving for good lengths of time after putting Galea in her carrier with covers.
"In the morning...?"
OOC DM Clarification note for all - its the dust, not the bugs, that is generating the Fort save.
Gilan d20+10=26 d20+11=21 d20+10=16 d20+10=12 d20+14=33 Monday October 24th, 2005 5:36:05 PM
Gilan nods to Trellus and then lays his pack ont he ground. He scrounges in it for another few minutes and another two skins that he had forgot about appear. "Hey here is another waterskin." He holds it out smiling and then tosses the other skin to Jake. "Don't drink it all in one setting...that elven wine will have to do you for awhile." He also pulls out a scroll case and opens it before he leaves. "Trell...here is some treasure from before we left for the icy place." He hands over a wand, ceramic vile, wooden scroll case, 4 pearls and 90 platinum. He then pushes the scroll case into his hands as well. "The last of my identify spells...have Tishe' use what she needs." His smile takes in the group as he moves off to the side most of his gear left in thier custody.
He does stop off by Tishe' and lays a hand upon her shoulder. "How goes the training...study those other two scrolls in there if you want...special nature spells that if you study you can pray to Mother Wold for tomorrow." He then changes into the form of an eagle and takes to wing. Scouting is called for and he is willing to oblidge the group.
[Fort(Gilan) 26 and Fort(Ciaran) 21]
[Listen 16, Spot 12 and Survival(plains) 33]
Treasure given to Trellus: wand, ceramic vial, wooden scroll case, 4 pearls, 90pp.
Scrolls given to Trellus: 4 identify.
Scrolls for Tishe': euphoria and hornet's nest.
Jake d20=13 Monday October 24th, 2005 6:54:04 PM
"Thanks, Gil," drawls the lanky fighter, as he catches the skin one handed. Screwing the top off he gives the contents a sniff, before taking a swig. The elf's adam's apple bobs as he swallows. Jake wipes the back of his hand across his lips and eyes the dead critters brought in by the druid. If offerred his choice, he selects a particularly large insect with transparent wings. Lifting it up he eyeballs it before biting down. "Mmmmphhft, *sigh* there's no place like home."
Fort Save=13 - no modifiers*
*(OOC: I'm playing Jake in Mikey's absence Oct. 24-28, but I don't have his character sheet. I'm assuming he would have made the Fort save.-Carla)
Anuk d20+7=25 d20+3=10 Monday October 24th, 2005 10:22:02 PM
Anuk adjusts his breathing a bit to avoid problems with the ash (fort 25), but Twinge is not so lucky what with crawling around down in the dust (fort 10, con -1). The green viper becomes a little sluggish, and slithers its way up to Anuk's shoulders. "Problem there, Twinge?" Anuk asks as the snake disappears into the folds of his pack. Anuk reaches into the pack, gives Twinge a friendly pat on the head, and then fishes out the remains of his waterskin.
"No water here," he says as he munches on one of the 'treats' Gilan brought back. "Might get it mended if we find our way back to Rattledam, though."
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) d20+8=9 d20+2=3 Monday October 24th, 2005 11:12:37 PM
The brown haired girl looks dubiously at the insects found. "Uh, no thanks," she says with barest control on her face, "I had bugs for lunch." She thinks about her parents, one a Sargrass orphan and one a castaway trader, and how they must have lived on exactly this. Yet the rations are still available, and she doesn't have to make the plunge.
The volcanic dust is tough on Tishe' and her familiar Wart both (two nat 1s!), and she coughs pitifully while walking as the desert horned toad shivers in misery in her satchel.
But she is aware enough on the approach of Gilan, and her eyes sparkle with... gratitude at his words and gifts.
"I have been learning well, and there is so much to learn!" To prove her words, Tishe' moves to the edge of the 'grass and then walks through the stalks with hardly a ripple, emerging from another area and not leaving any damage because of her passage (Trackless Step). She takes the two spell scrolls with another little bow of thanks "You give me such nice presents, sweetie."
And she uses two Identify scrolls on the wand and ceramic vial, then a Read Magic spell while opening the wooden scroll case.
"Don't forget our other treasure from the ant-taurs" she reminds the Bloodpack, "the gem with another soul inside."
Grymash d20+12=23 d20+9=14 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 2:21:03 AM
(Fort save 23)
"Gry gots kegs of water rights here. He pulls them out of his magical haversack to give to all to drink and refill with magical summonings of water. Grymash also uses his own Create Water spells to the collection. "It be lookin' likes it goin' ta be uh nice day home in da Sargrass!" Grymash tries to be glad to be home, even if its delusional.
(survival 14)
Mac - illegal 2nd post Tuesday October 25th, 2005 3:59:25 AM
Mac raises one eyebrow at Gry and smiles - the old keg full of water in the magical backpack trick!
"Gry - guy wi' a plan!"
Trellus d20+8=28 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 9:03:42 PM
Trellus barely notices the dust. [Fort nat 20]
And happily hands over scrolls and stuff to Tishe for identification. He points to Flea.
"Flea's got a shady pick, dudes. Something covering our mouths might help out with the air."
Discoveries (DM MikeK) Tuesday October 25th, 2005 9:14:47 PM
Grymash rolls out the barrel, and there is plenty of water containment for all. Those casting Create Water spells note the spell only produces half the expected quantity. The older members of the pack will remember that is typical for the Sargass.
Tishe sets to work identifying the items captured way back on a tropical island. She finds the items are:
Wand of Eagle's Splendor (27 charges) Potion of Blur Bamboo scrollcase containing an Arcane scroll: Chill Touch, Tenser's Floating Disc
Gilan changes forms into an eagle and glides effortlessly into the air, the first eagle seen on the Plains in who knows how long. What the druid mostly sees is Grass of every size and color, mile upon mile upon mile of it. Ever higher he soars, looking for anything that might be different.
Finally, he notices a rock. To the east of the party, perhaps a day's march in the tall grass, is a large outcropping of black rock. It is 300' deep and half a mile wide, forming a shallow U shape. At the deepest point of the U is a sandy bowl. No Grass grows within that bowl. Gilan has never seen this formation before, but the rock and the sand bowl spark memeories. Memories of another rock, and another bowl, where the Bloodpack first earned its moniker.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) Tuesday October 25th, 2005 11:33:15 PM
Coughing at the dust, the plain-faced woman nods at Trellus' suggestion and copies Flea's preparations. She viels herself in the red sash Grymash gave them before starting on thier last quest, hoping that it will reduce some of the dust she breathes.
"Ulgren", she coughs and turns toward the black elf, "Necromancy and Illusions are bright picks for me, if you can weave those schools, why don't you take the scroll. And do you want the wand as well?"
"I can't use a blur potion either, but Grymash or Mac could put it into great effect to make it harder to hit them in a fight."
A weakened Tishe' and Wart will suffer a walk to wherever the 'pack wants to go.
Jake Wednesday October 26th, 2005 12:45:19 AM
Jake brings a fist up to his mouth and coughs a few times in sympathy to Tishe's predicament. Feeling generally kind of uncomfortable with what he percieves as her weakness and general lack of fitness for the harsh environment, he saunters over to stand by Gry.
Besides, all that talk of potions and scrolls and other foreign magic stuff just makes the fighter uncomfortable. "Tisn't right, Grymmy," he says pulling down on the brim of his large leather hat so that it casts shadow on his face, "Just tisn't right."
(OOC: Thanks MikeK. Got the char sheet.-Carla)
Flea d20+9=25 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 12:48:09 AM
Flea brings a hand up to where her makeshift turban meets her brow. She uses the flat of her hand to shade her eyes and watches as Gilan does his thing. Lowering her gaze, she looks out over the plains, turning a full 360 to see what she can see. (Spot=25)
"Eagle's Splendor" she mutters, "sounds shady to me."
Mac Wednesday October 26th, 2005 9:01:02 AM
The taur readies to move - securing the carrier to the backpack, etc.
Anuk (twinge -1 con) d20+13=32 d20+10=18 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 3:31:39 PM
Ah, home. "It does feel good to be in the heat again," says Anuk, wiping a bit of perspiration from his brow. "Although, a quick dip in the fountain at Rattledam sounds nice about now. It'll be nice to get back." He recalls the state of the town last time he saw it. "Assuming the town's still standing," he says under his breath.
He takes a couple of slurps from the water proffered by Gry, then takes a few drops in his palm and offers them to Twinge. The snake's green head pops out of the knapsack and a forked tongue takes in the water.
While the pack makes plans, Anuk looks for gourds, grasses, or tubers suitable for making a temporary waterskin until he can get a new one in Rattledam.
Survival 32, Knowledge (plains) 18
Ulgren : Hps 33/33 AC 19 Mage Armour(extended) Wednesday October 26th, 2005 5:51:24 PM
Ulgren smiles at Tishe, "Thanks I can use the scroll, as for the wand a sorcerer or rogue might be better suited to its spell. I rely only on my intelligence and my friends of course." The drow gives Tishe a smile as he takes the offered scroll case and scroll. "If the dust bothers you I can cast the floating disk now and you and your familiar can ride upon it." Ulgren reaches into a side pocket and carefully cuts a strip of canvas wide enough to wrap around his mouth and nose and long enough tie around his head. "Anyone else?" Ulgren asks cheerfully as he dips his sips from Grymashs barrel and dips his canvas in the water to help trap the dust away. The drow settles everything back into its place and makes sure his goggles are secure on his face then the dark elf stands and looks for Gilan." Which way now?"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) d20=3 Wednesday October 26th, 2005 11:29:36 PM
Maybe it is due to her coughing, or her generally thick nature when it comes to others, but Tishe' has no idea Jake was coughing only for her benefit. "You too, Jake? You should wrap your sash around your head like Flea and I did."
"What a sweetie, Ulgren!", and the average face dimples in a smile. "But I am quite (cough) strong enough to be a walker for a while. I'll hold onto the wand then, but I expect to weave most of it on our shady talkers."
Jake Wednesday October 26th, 2005 11:38:17 PM
"Right. Yeah. Sure, Tishe'" answers Jake. The wiry half-elf raises his hat, and runs his hand through his dark hair, pushing it back behind his ears where it hangs a little longish and kind of greasy from his hat. He presses the hat back down on his head.
Then giving the cleric a mock punch on the shoulder, he drawls, "how 'bout we weave for home, Trel? Ah'm sort 'a curious 'bout Rattledam 'an all. Wundrin', ya see, if the other packs are shady, ya know?"
Flea d20-1=0 Thursday October 27th, 2005 12:01:48 AM
Satisfied that her gear has been safely stowed, and her outfit is secure and likely to be effective at keeping her from the worst of the elements. Flea seeks out the companionship of the Bloodpack's only other female.
Flea's voice is quiet, and further muffled by the cloth across her mouth. "Um, Tishe'," she starts, "I've been thinking that since our group has been having such shady adventures and stuff that someone should be documenting them. You know, like with poems and stories." Flea looks up at the spell-weaver and tries to gauge her response. (Sense Motive=0) Unsure of the plain woman's true feelings on the issue, Flea blunders on, "I know the monks don't really like story-tellers from away," Flea's eyes slide over to those of her pack who are native to the town, and she lowers her voice to a whisper, "that bards might even be forbidden and sometimes sent off." The gnome gulps, and her blue eyes look into Tishe's, "I just don't want to forget, you know?"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) d20=19 Thursday October 27th, 2005 11:04:50 PM
Brown eyes sparkle with interest as the short woman talks with the female halfling. Though weakened from all the coughing and dust, she is immediately interested in Flea's thoughts. (Sense Motive 19)
"A bard and storyteller? Flea that is midnight shady! My father is a bard and became warp and weft with my mother in Rattledam. You are right in that they left after a time to begin a life in Hook City, but that was their own decision, I think. One of my life's dreams is to find out why they left and how they met in magical Rattledam."
Even the horned toad that hangs out in Tishe's satchel comes out to listen to the conversation with unblinking eyes as the brown-haired woman continues. "You are also right that people who are different are watched with suspicion; I've seen it. But maybe since we're in the Circle, it would be some protection from exile? The land, my life. Yet before I gave that oath, I gave my heart to the ones who unhesitatingly accepted me as I am. I am Bloodpack, and packmates stick together."
Flea Friday October 28th, 2005 12:29:55 AM
Pale blue eyes smile up at the spell-weaver and a muffled voice echos "packmates stick together" as Flea's eyes look away and scan the horizon. In an unpracticed voice, the gnome begins to sing,
When the cold of winter comes, starless night will cover day. In the veiling of the sun we will walk in bitter rain.
But in dreams, I can hear your name. And in dreams we will meet again.
When the seas and mountains fall and we come to end of days, In the dark I hear a call, calling me there.
I will go there and back again.
Grymash Friday October 28th, 2005 7:01:20 PM "Pretty song, but theres be no blood or fightin' in it. Though it still be pretty Flea song."
Gilan Friday October 28th, 2005 10:33:36 PM
Gilan lands upon the ground near the others, changing shapes as he does. As he stretches he indicates the large black rocks that he saw in the distance and shakes his head. "I am not sure but it might be the same rocks from before...no other signs but I could give true directions tomorrow." He waits to see if they will move out, but slips another red sash from his pack, faded red in color. "If anyone needs it."
Sorry dealing with new computer and my grandmother's move. Between cleaning and house work I have been very busy lately, but it appears that my load is going to lighten up. I was suppose to make the DM posts for the past two days but not sure if I was suppose to do one today.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) Saturday October 29th, 2005 2:56:23 PM
With everyone using and wearing thier red sashes, Tishe' suddenly realizes not everyone has a red Bloodpack sash. Taking a silken kerchief from her personal belongings, the daughter of Hook City holds the fabric between her hands and concentrates. As ink running over parchment, the biege sash become crimson red in color.
"Ulgren, I have heard how you came to the Bloodpack, and I have seen how bravely you brought the battle to the Avatar. Accept this sash as a symbol of belonging if you so desire."
And then she looks at the others. "Well, um, that is if everyone else agrees?"
Trellus Sunday October 30th, 2005 8:43:43 AM
"Tishe, I'm not sure weaving in a Circle gives us protection against storytelling. At least not in the city itself. No one ever talks about the outside," Trellus responds. "Just be careful."
"You got a shady idea about Ulgren though." He turns to the drow. "If you're willing to join our pack, and everyone else is shady with it, of course.
The cleric looks around to gauge the reaction of his friends.
Nighttime (DM MikeK) Sunday October 30th, 2005 8:52:14 AM
[OOC - A waterskin holds two quarts]
Gilan returns to report his discoveries, but the Bloodpack seems content to wait out the night where they are.
Anuk is able to scrounge up a half hollow tube that he can use as a mini canteen (one quart of water).
Some attempt is made to divvy up the treasure, and Trellus and Tishe offer to add Ulgren to the pack.
While all this is going on, night begins to descend on the Sargass Plains. With the setting of the sun, the temperature drops considerably. The sounds of insects emerging for the night resound throughout the area.
All but Tishe, Mac, and Ulgren are aware that sleeping directly on the ground is a bad idea, and begin pulling down grasses to weave bed mats.
Please describe any protections for sleep, and watch order
Flea d20+3=17 d20+13=33 d20+9=21 d20+11=17 Sunday October 30th, 2005 10:22:57 AM
Using a dagger, Flea cuts down some grasses and starts to weave them together (Untrained Craft=17) the way Sterlin had shown them before he went walker. (See DM post July 28, 2003) It is supposed to look like a miniature version of the protective dome over Rattledam. "You ever see one of these?" she asks the newer members of the group, "This should keep the creepers out," she explains as if they haven't.
Removing a few items from her pack, the gnome shoves the HHHaversack inside the shelter. "I'll take a middle watch," she volunteers, as she starts to search for something with which to make a fire. (Search-33, nat. 20) Flea remembers with distaste that the last time the party was on the plains she used dried rapke p**p for fuel.
During Watch:
Spot=21 Listen=17
Note to DM: Flea has a bedroll and Cloak of Comfort for protection and warmth. She has a tinderbox she can use to start a fire.
Jake (Low-light Vision) d20+6=10 d20+6=23 Sunday October 30th, 2005 10:56:20 AM
Jake watches as the pack makes busy around camp. "I'll keep watch now, while you all make camp, 'an again later if ya need me."
The fighter roams around the perimeter of the camp on the lookout for trouble. (Listen=10, Spot=23) When it is his time to sleep, he assumes the pack mate who is on watch won't mind if he gets a little shut eye in the vacated shelter. The half elf is oblivious to the fact that the owner of the shelter might actually return and want to resume occupancy. If Jake gets kicked out, he'll wrap himself up in his bedroll and hunker down by the fire Flea made.
(OOC: Last sub for Mikey.-Carla)
Gilan d20+8=20 d20+8=18 Sunday October 30th, 2005 2:42:46 PM
Gilan nods his head as the others decide to spend the night. He digs in his haversack and comes out with a tent and shakes his head. "Forgot I even had this." He goes about setting up the tent and then shakes his head. "Well it was designed for the insects of the Plains so it should also be cool...well to a point if anyone is interested." He sets up his own grassmat as he prepares to get some rest.
Munching on a rather large locust he looks to the others and nods his head. "Ulgren would be welcome...he has proven himself." He says no more for now as he ponders the turn of events and then speaks up again. "My night vision is not too good in this form but I could use a different one but Ciaran here is no slouch at night hunting." He ruffs up the wolve's fur as he smiles. You notice that he had made his mat a little larger to accomodate his new friend. "A late watch for me so that I can be up before the sun for my morning prayers." Gilan shares his watch with his wolf Ciaran and whoever else maybe set up to watch with him.
[listen 20 and spot 18]
MikeK - Get that CS to you ASAP. Having to rewrite it for my new computer that has no floppy drive...only a cd burner. Having to rewrite a lot of things and burn it to cd.
Mac d20+1=10 Sunday October 30th, 2005 3:26:41 PM
Mac follows the lead and tries to weave a mat from the grasses, though it is going to take him some time [Craft(Grassweaving):11 (+2, not +1)].
"Midwatch." he chimes in. ['chimes' is really the wrong word here!] Though as his weaving progresses, he wonders if he will be getting any rest during the first watch.
Galea's accomodation caters to a light cloth drop for dust, etc and a heavier one for warmth and rain protection.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON) d20+12=15 Sunday October 30th, 2005 11:13:46 PM
It is tough weaving grass while coughing, but, following the gnome's directions, Tishe' uses her weaving expertise to help Flea construct a grass insect shelter for the both of them (Craft:weaving:15) Her bedroll is laid on top, and she casts Endure Elements on herself with her rod to last for two days.
"First watch for me, packmates", the young woman announces. "Wart will keep me alert and I'll be shuttlecocked to pick spells in the morning."
Tishe' will spend her watch by braiding her hair and talking with whoever is up with her, learning more about her friends and the wonder of Sargrass.
Anuk d20+13=23 d20+11=28 d20+11=28 Monday October 31st, 2005 12:46:45 PM
"Wake me for last watch," says the young ranger, weaving his own basket/dome with a practiced hand. (survival 23)
Once everything is in place, he pulls his bedroll from his sack and crawls under the dome for some shuteye.
When time comes for his watch he keeps a close eye and ear on the grasses surrounding the pack.
spot 28 listen 28
Trellus d20=17 Monday October 31st, 2005 8:43:49 PM
"I'll take last with Anuk," Trellus adds. He too starts weaving a little tent. And does a fairly shady job of it too, if he does say so himself. [Craft - 19]
Morning (DM MikeK) Monday October 31st, 2005 8:56:54 PM
Knowing they need to keep the nighttime bugs away, most of the Bloodpack get to work on keeping the bugs away. Eventually, Mac gets some help, and everyone but Jake is finished with their tasks on time.
The half-elf happily confiscates the perfectly good tent that Gilan has graciously set up for anybody to use.
The night passes. It is a new moon, but cloudless as usual. Millions of stars dot the nighttime sky. The sound of insect pervades the air, and soon many tiny creatures can be heard on the woven coverings of the Bloodpack. Biting flies quickly discover those on watch. Other sounds can be heard, a high pitched shrieking occasionally echoes across the Plains from unknown distances. Tishe, Ulgren, and Mac feel the hair on the back of their necks stand up at the sounds, and can only wonder what makes them. Everyone else knows all too well the call of a rapke.
But the sounds remain far off, and dawn comes without incident.
Morning breaks, and with it, the need for a meal and time to peruse spell books.
The day promises to be long and hot.
Please list spells taken.
Please make a Listen check.
Ulgren d20=1 d20+1=17 Monday October 31st, 2005 8:57:20 PM
OOC: I started this post prior to the DM posting for today. I have ammended it to include the next post.
Ulgren smiles at Tishe' as she holds out the scarf but waits to take the proffered item until the rest of the pack chimes in. Ulgren waits what seems to be an interminable time then nods his head at Tishe', "I am sorry but I cannot accept your gift until the entire pack has weighed in and accepted me or not." Ulgren smiles softly at the young lady, "I have no fear that in due time, and when I have proved my mettle they will accept me." Ulgren watches the experienced pack members make their grass shelters and shrugs. The drow attempts to pull down enough grass to make him a shelter,(DC 1), seeing that he hasn't a clue how to build a shelter the drow reaches into his pocket and pulls out a ten foot pole and then into his other and pulls out six yards of canvas. Ulgren looks around and places his pole on the ops of two shelters and then lay his canvas over the pole creating a makeshift lean-to with enough canvas drapping over the top to give him shelter from the light of the fire and the insects that the pack claims venture out at night. Ulgren looks at the others, What do we burn for fuel in the fire? Grass? or have I missed something?" Ulgren passes the night quietly and wakes up rested. Spending a quiet hour Ulgren reads his spellbook and when finished places it in its pocket. Ulgren steps out and begins disassembling his shelter and smiles warmly at his friends. "I have four Mending spells prepared if we wish to fix the waterskins." Ulgren waits for an answer and Casts an extended Mage Armour on himself." Listen DC 17.
Jake d20+5=23 Monday October 31st, 2005 11:02:16 PM
(Back from vacation... thanks to those who took over my character and such. :) ) Jake wakes up early and gets a bit of practicing done with his sword. Always good to get in tempo before the sun gets rising. Then, what with water still plentiful, he takes a good drink from Grymash. For breakfast, he's not too hungry and gets by with a bit of dried fruit that he has (one iron ration consumed). He puts on his armor somewhat reluctantly and gets ready to go. Suddenly, he twitches his ears, listening. (Listen 23)
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider] d20+10=28 d20+10=29 d20+18=22 Monday October 31st, 2005 11:05:58 PM
Gilan is up early the next morning or rather he is already up and fully rested, having taken part in the last watch of the day. He moves off to the side of the group and sits down facing the rising sun. He starts a rough morning song in praise to Mother Wold with Ciaran accompanying him, making an earie bit of music for the morning.
At last he moves back into camp and looks to his tent. He is glad that at least someone made use of it after he set it up. He know goes about tearing it down and munching on some breakfast. He listens and watches the surrounding area as he waits for the others, taping himself and Ciaran with a wand from his pack. "Anyone else...it is going to be a hot one today...what direction do we want to head this morning?" He watches the sky for an idea of what the weather is going to bring besides heat this day. He makes it a point to cast two more spells upon himself and Ciaran before they move out.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] d20=13 d20+7=15 Monday October 31st, 2005 11:39:12 PM
The night passes with the druidic mage waking several times at the call of the rapke. What a horror filled sound!
In the morning she joins the praises to Mother Wold by humming a counterpoint that wasnt too bad(or so she believes; Perform: 13)
She studies spells in her spellbook as well as contempating the wonders of the Wold and studying the two scrolls Gilan gave her (able to cast Euphoria and Hornet's Nest now) and sets in her mind her daily spells.
"Ulgren and I can mend the water skins, and then we can fill up from Grymash's barrel and refill it with spelled water.", Tishe' says happily, offering to mend one more and create 3 gallons of water for Grymash's barrel.
She also casts Longstrider on herself to help the hike to come, and Mage Armor (extended with rod) for the day.
Mac d20+1=5 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 1:05:27 AM
[Listen:5]
Mac thanks the extra hands from last night and sets about making a paste out of some of last night's remains from dinner for Galea.
He refills the empty, repaired waterskin, and takes a quarter-mouthful that he soaks, swishes and swills about his closed mouth and drains it down his throat a trickle at a time over some minutes.
Anuk d20+15=25 d20+13=29 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 5:09:40 PM
During the night and his watch, Anuk listens intently to the rapke, noting their distance from the pack with each round of cries.
(listen 23 (includes +2 for favored enemy, but accidently added 4 instead of 2))
"Trellus, I think we should probably head for that outcropping of rock that Gilan spotted. We'll be able to track the rapke better from high ground," he tells he cleric during their watch together.
Once the sun is fully up and the others are awake, Anuk meditates for a while then forages for a few more insect snacks for he and Twinge.
(Prepares Entangle and Endure Elements) (Survival 29)
As he ambles back into camp, he overhears Ulgren and Tishe'.
"Ulgren...I'm sorry I have not been more forthcoming. You've already fought at our side and proved yourself as far as I'm concerned. You are Bloodpack, be sure of that." With a wide gring on his face he extends his gloved hand to the drow.
Trellus' easy grin is back in place at Ulgren's question regarding fuel. "Bounder bouncers", he replies gaily. "'Nuk can find some, I'm sure." The grin falls a bit. "Actually we run a cold camp most of the time. Light attracts some sunbaked critters."
During the watch, the blond man nods along with Anuk. He absentmindedly traces a line across his abdomen as he listens to the call of the rapke. "Truly," he agrees.
In the morning, the cleric holds out his two ruined waterskins to be repaired. "Shady thinking, Tishe'".
Raising his voice, he addresses the group. "'Nuk and I are thinking we should head for Gilan's rocks. We can take a look around and see if we can figure out where those rapke are." Trellus starts to move off to pray, but midstep realizes that not all of the Bloodpack will understand why he wants to know where the rapke are. "Then we can go the other way," he finishes.
Trellus spends some time praying to Domi, taking what he considers his "standard" spells.
Spells Prepared: 0 - Create Water (x2), Detect Magic (x2), Detect Poison, Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x2), Bless, Doom, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear 2 -- Hold Person, Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2) 3 - Dispel Magic, Remove Disease, Prayer, Searing Light 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV
Now Listen here (DM MikeK) Tuesday November 1st, 2005 9:04:01 PM
Anuk can't quite determine the distance to the rapke, although he is certain its more than a mile away.
Ulgren spends an easy night in his makeshift tent. The drow does note quite a bit of insect activity while on watch, and is grateful to have a resting place that escapes them. In the morning, he offers to mend any waterskins. Trellus offers up two. The wizard quickly fixes both.
Jake, as usual, is at the front of the line at Grymash's water barrel. The party drinks their fill. Those with functional waterskins fill up (Trellus with two, Mac with one -- anyone else?)
After studying her spells, Tishe adds 3 gallons of water back into the communal barrel, and Gry places it back in his pack.
Anuk returns from his foraging trip with a good sized Plains breakfast of insects and tubers. He also welcomes Ulgren to the Bloodpack.
The camp is pretty much disbanded, and the last few chores nearly accomplished when both Gilan and Trellus suddenly freeze and look to the west, listening carefully. Trellus and Gilan Highlight to display spoiler: { From the west comes a far off scream. It is a good distance away, barely audible. And yet, now that they are tuned in, the two men here a reply. And another. And another. Maybe a half mile away, maybe farther. But without a doubt, there is a line of rapke to the west. And they are on the hunt.}
[I only have sheets from Mac, Trellus, Gilan, and Tishe]
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] d20+10=11 d20+10=21 d20+14=34 Tuesday November 1st, 2005 10:05:20 PM
Gilan glances to Trellus and shakes his head. "Hunting pack...we maybe fighting sooner than we expected." He glances to the others and then hurries to get himself ready. "Trell, lets just head for the rocks now...we can eat and the like on the move...we do not want to be caught this exposed better to have high ground."
He keeps his ears and eyes open for more signs of this hunting pack. His mind races as he tries to remember the usual number of rapke in a hunting pack. Ciaran has hackles raised and a low growl rumbles from his throat as he looks to Gilan, as if reading his mind. He once again pulls out the rod from earlier and casts another spell upon Ciaran, then slips it away. "Are we ready Trell?"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Tuesday November 1st, 2005 10:47:50 PM
Tishe' has a horrified look on her face about finding out where the Rapke's are. "Why in the Wold would you...", she begins, only to listen to Trellus' explanation. "Oh, well, that makes sense to me."
Offered a Sargrass breakfast, the brown eyes widen a little and she shakes her head, consoling her stomach once again on trail rations. Perhaps there will be a time when there is no choice, but the time is not now. She swigs from her waterskin and moves it onto her shoulder for easy retrieval throughout the day.
And then Gilan talks about a 'hunting pack' and there is only one thing that he and Trellus had been talking about. "It's the Rapke's?", she asks, but it is really not a question.
Glad she has the Longstrider spell on, she loads her crossbow and follows Anuk towards the rocky outcropping.
Mac Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 5:41:38 AM
Talk of rapke again, though this time the talk is of now - not of the past. "Okay, so wha' are rapke? I know you've mentioned them before, but wha' are they? Wha' do I need to know if they are threatening the pack?"
Jake Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 6:38:50 AM
Though he's familiar with the osunds of the rapke, he's hoping they aren't coming. When gilan says they're nearby, the skinny half-elf looks somewhat dismayed and immediately draws his sword. "Rapke are about the biggest, meanest things on the plains. They grow with time, and the bigger they are, the hungrier they are. We've seen the Barons sometimes riding a few, but ah dunno how they can control them if they ain't like Gil. Rapke hunting pack... Danged... Ah dunno anyone who's survived an attack by a whole pack. But hey, we're a pack, too, if we work together, we might survive, right?"
Anuk d20+10=29 d20+15=23 d20+15=19 d20+17=24 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 2:35:10 PM
"Jake's right...we're gonna have to work together...the higher ground we're on the better off we'll be. Ready?"
When all are ready, Anuk takes his cues from Gilan as to the direction of the rock and then takes a lead position through the grasses. He keeps a contant eye and ear cocked for any sign that the rapke are getting closer.
knowledge (plains) 29 listen 23 (+4 for favored enemy) spot 19 (+4 for favored enemy) survival 24 (+4 for favored enemy)
Trellus(Magic Vestment -extended) Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 3:28:32 PM
Trellus nods to Gilan and Anuk, his face all business.
"Truly," he replies to their suggestion to head for the rocks. "Gilan and 'Nuk take lead. Gry 'n Mac, watch our backs."
The blond man tries to sum up a rapke as best he can for Mac. "Rapke are the top weavers on the Plains. Each is about 10' tall and 10' long, and there's always more than one. They walk on two feet, and use their front claws and teeth to attack. They're poisonous, but I got a wand for that.
They usually start with that scream. Up close, it can be so loud it stuns you for a second. Which ain't shady. And they can move a whole lot faster in the Grass than we can.
You or Gry can probably match up with a normal one. But like I said, they don't come in ones. And sometimes they ain't so normal. Everybody stay together. They like stragglers."
Trellus takes the time to cast a spell on his shield, and then ushers the group towards Gilan's rocks.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended) Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 8:26:16 PM
Ulgren quickly fixes Trellus two waterskins and then fixes two of his own waterskins and fills them from Grymash's water barrel. Ulgren backs away from the back a bit and watches each of them trying to get a read on who they are. "If these Rapke are fierce beasts then indeed let us be off." Ulgren smiles at his awkward sentence and mumbles to himself, "my mother would be proud," followed by soft laugh. As the pack heads towards the outcropping of rocks the drow falls in with Anuk, "Thanks for accepting me, you and Tishe' are the first to do so and I am very honored."
Here come the rapke (DM MikeK) Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 9:54:50 PM
The older members of the Bloodpack share their concerns and knowledge regarding the rapke. Within a few moments of making their decision, the group is off and pushing toward the rock outcropping Gilan spotted the day before.
However, flying over the Grass and plowing through the Grass are two entirely different experiences. The grass is tall and thick. It towers nearly 30' high and has the diameter of Ulgren's arm. While some of the Bloodpack have the means to pass through the jumbled blades, most -- especially Jake -- have to force their way through step by grueling step. [Movement through the Grass is halved]
Within an hour, everyone can hear the approaching calls of the rapke pack. Anuk and Gilan estimate them to be no more than a half mile distant. From their calls, the creatures appear to form a long line running north to south and moving from west to east. There also appears to be more than a dozen, possibly as many as two dozen rapke in the hunt.
At the current rate of speed of each group, ranger and druid figure that in another hour, both the rapke and the Bloodpack are going to occupying the same spot of ground. And they will be well short of the rock outcropping.
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] d20+10=26 d20+10=18 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 10:27:25 PM
Gilan stops to have a discussion with Anuk as he waits for the rest to catch up. "We are not going to make it to the rocks." He looks to the rest and shrugs his shoulders as he contemplates his next move. "Unless one of us stays behind a little and buys some time." His eyes catch Anuk's and hold them as he relays unspoken what it is that he has plan.
As Trellus and the rest pull up closer he shakes his head. "We will never make the rocks but meet them on the way...in this grass." His hand gives a sweeping gesture as he indicates the grass around them. "In one of my flying forms I might locate them and slow them enough for you to reach the rock...if not I will slow the pack enough to limit their numbers." His eyes drill hard into Trellus for a few minutes as he waits for the refusal...but they would have little choice or chance. Looking to his wolf he smiles sadly. "You will take Ciaran with you...he will listen to Tishe' or Anuk."
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 10:43:14 PM
Tishe' gets more worried as the hour passes. She can easily pass through the undergrowth, but some of the others are having a tougher time of it.
"If Mac is in front, can he break a path for the others and be able to move more quickly?", she asks. The brown-haired woman doesn't want to hurt the 'grass, but also hates Gilan's plan of going off by himself to slow the Rapkes.
"What if they stun you somehow," she asks the druid, "and there won't be anyone there to help."
"Two of our slowest members I can give them the ability to fly for a couple of minutes if that can help.", she continues, throwing suggestions in the air like confetti.
"How about creating some water behind us to attract bugs and slow down the Rapke?"
Flea (AC19, 53/53 HP, Hasted) Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 11:21:26 PM "Hey!" comes from inside the woven bubble, Hey! Wait for me!
A disheveled gnome emerges from inside the protective dome of woven grass, flinging a pack over her shoulder, as she hastily dones her cloak and wraps a maroon scarf turban-style around her head.
Having taken a middle watch, and then having spent much of the night tossing and turning, the rogue had finally fallen asleep just as the sun was rising on the plains. Oblivious to the sounds of camp, the gnome had slept on lost in a dream.
Flea clicks the heals of her boots together as she hustles after the pack heading out towards who knows what.
DM Info:
*Boots of Speed-p. 250 DMG guide-act as though affected by a Haste Spell...p. 239 PHB) 1/10 rounds (not required to be consecutive rounds)
Jake Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:45:55 AM
Jake sighs. "Ah'm slowing us down the most... this danged armor!" He stops, and begins taking it off. "Hey, 'Nuk, give me a hand here..." With another's help, he gets it off in about a minute. Then, carrying it in his pack, he can move much quicker, about as fast as anyone else in the group. While he's stripping, he comments, "When time to come fights, ah'll need to put it on... "Ah don't think flies will stop 'em too long; we could dump all our water down in the ground. They smell that, y'know. That might stall 'em...but we'd have no more water. Still, it might be worth it to lose them. We ain't gonna leave someone behind to them, tho..."
(About two minutes before they close in on us, Jake will put on his armor again)
Mac d20+1=13 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 3:37:37 PM
When the move out starts in earnest, Mac falls in at the back of the pack with Gry, and tries to get a better idea of what is coming from where. [Listen:13]
"Gry? You've seen the rapke before - talk tactics! I need to know now we are going to be the first defensive line."
Mac (illegal second post) Thursday November 3rd, 2005 3:49:05 PM
Mac looks towards Tishe', "Did you say Fly? How fast are the rapke? Can they attack us up in the air? Do we have a Bull's Strength and Enlarge Person and something we can do to make them last longer? We might all get to make a stand at the outcrop after all."
Anuk d20+15=31 d20+15=32 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 4:44:58 PM
While keeping an eye and ear on the surroundings, Anuk stops to help Jake get out of his armor, working to get him out quickly. The whole time he's considering Gilan's proposition.
"Gilan, if we can avoid separating, I think that would be best...whenever we separate that seems to cause the most trouble for the whole pack. I like Tishe' and Mac's idea of enlarging someone to fly us all out of here, but if we can't do that, maybe you could fly up and spot the rapke for us so we're ready?"
Spot 31, Listen 32 (added in the favored enemy bonus)
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended) Thursday November 3rd, 2005 8:11:22 PM
Ulgren snaps his fingers, "I have two levitate spells, if two can fly then they can drag at least two more and I can cast the levitate to be extended for a total of 14 minutes, if we flew at max speed and the people levitating carries a person thats a total of six people minimum. " Ulgren stopped for a second a nd plunged on "If the levitating people are bull strengthed then they can carry two people and that should be all of us." Ulgren stopped and waited to hear the rest."
Trellus Thursday November 3rd, 2005 8:36:13 PM
Trellus rubs the back of his head furiously. "OK, let's see what we've got," he says.
"Gilan can fly all by himself, forever, so he's good. I've got a rod someone can use to extend two spells. So for Tishe, that'd be two Fly spells for 14 minutes. I've got a Bulls Strength, Ulgren's got two Levitates. Anybody got an Enlarge Person?
Who's got more Extends?
So, say we bulk up Gry and Mac. Gilan's good, but the wolf isn't. Giant Mac can carry, what? Three? Four? Ciaran, Flea, Ulgren and Anuk. Plus the levitated guy. Say me.
That leaves Gry to carry Tishe and Jake, or carry one pull one.
So we need Two Enlarge Persons, and four more Extends.
Whaddya we got dudes?"
Fast planning (DM MikeK) Thursday November 3rd, 2005 8:39:09 PM
Realizing their present course of action will not succeed, the pack has a quick jam session.
Jake gets out of his platemail, as the rest try to determine what to do.
Meanwhile, the rapke close.
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] d20+10=28 d20+10=27 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 10:35:48 PM
Gilan shrugs as he listens to the suggestions. He slips a hand over his mouth to hide a smile. He had figured as much and his pack had not proven him wrong...make a suggestion of splitting and they would pull together. "So you guys prepare and I will do a little scouting and see where the rapke are at." He looks around and then drops to his knees in front of Ciaran. "Do as they say boy...listen to Anuk or Tishe' and you will be safe." He indicates both members of the pack as he says their names. He slips a wand into Tishe''s hand and lays a hand upon her shoulder. "If you need to speak to him use the wand or let Anuk to it..." Looking to Ciaran once more he moves off to the side. "Take care of him."
Gilan looks to Trellus and nods his head as he stands back up. "I figured a push in the right direction would get the lot of you thinking." He looks in the general direction that the rapke should be and a glimmer appears in his eyes. "Will we be needing any extra time at all...I can easily drop some water on their heads and stay out of reach of that screech...I mean it has a short range and my spell a long one." He will wait for a few minutes to get a reply and then take on the form of a large Sargrass Wasp and take off for some aeriel recon.
Flea (AC19, 53/53 HP) Thursday November 3rd, 2005 11:06:24 PM
Flea moves over to stand by Anuk. "I'll weave with you, if you don't mind!" she says. Her smile is hidden behind a fold of the maroon headress, but the ranger should be able to to see the corners of her eyes crinkle. Flea reaches inside her cloak and pulls a wand out from her belt. "I've got a new pick, too!" she says, adding, "actually, I've got a few new picks!"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Thursday November 3rd, 2005 11:24:04 PM
Tishe' smiles at Trellus in charge, he sure knows how to sum up a problem. And everyone will be able to help, too.
"I've got one charge left in my rod of extension, and doesn't Gilan have one as well? And as for the Enlarge Persons, I've got that Enlarging Wand I had been using in battle, and can easily hit two people with it multiple times. With my Enlarge wand, we don't need two extends, and I also have a Flying potion, but it only lasts 5 minutes, so maybe for an emergency."
Tishe' takes Gilan's wand and immediately strikes Anuk so he can talk to Ciaran.
She produces her Enlarging Wand to strike Gry and Mac. She produces the flying potion and readies her spells to hit Gry and Mac. Waiting for Gry to pick up her and Jake, Mac to pick up four, and Ulgren to cast the two levitation spells, she then casts the flying spells with extend on Gry and Mac, giving them 10 minutes of flying time at 60 feet per move, (double move at 120')
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [40 hours] Longstrider [3 hours] Mage Armore [10 hours] Fly on Gry, extend, [10 minutes] Fly on Mac, extend, [10 minutes] Enlarge on Gry, [5 minutes] Enlarge on Mac, [5 minutes]
Druidic: 0: create water*, detect magic, mending, know direction 1: Endure Elements*, Faerie Fire, Longstrider* 2: cats grace, hold animal
Grymash (protection from evil) d20+2=17 d20+5=25 Friday November 4th, 2005 1:36:16 AM
(sorry for the lack of posting. ive been busy.)
Grymash speaks in a hushed tone. Very unusual for the half-orc. It eludes to the seriousness of the situation. Grymash doesn't fear the rapke, but he does respect their power. "shhhh," says Gry in response to Mac's questions about tactics. "when da rapke start ta fight ya. Hit'em wit your axe. many times. till rapke stop dead. Oh, an no listen to da rapke scream. It make peoples scared like piggies. No let rapke jump on yaz too. dat be bad!"
Grymash prepares himself for whatever is about to happen. He casts Protection from Evil and draws his double axe out of his magic quiver. He waits for whatever magik to be cast upon him. He does what he's told. He doesnt exactly grasp the idea that his pack has concocted.
(Spot 17, Listen 25, natural 20)
Jake Friday November 4th, 2005 4:40:51 AM
For his part, Jake doesn't think temporary magic and avoidance can stay out of the grim jaws of the rapkes. "10 minutes ain't nuttin' to most things that grow on the Plains. They have time to watch the grass grow, ta wait for their enemies ta pop outta a hidin' place..." Still, faced with a choice, Jake does like the flying ahead option. "It's faster above the grasses 'n in 'em."
Trellus Friday November 4th, 2005 9:10:32 AM
The blond cleric winks at Gilan. "Nothing like the thought of becoming lunch to get the brain weaving," he chuckles back.
"I think the water pick won't hurt, so go ahead."
Hearing Jake, Trellus nods. "We're not gonna get away," he agrees. "But we might get to those rocks. We get there, and get to a point where we can see 'em when they're still a ways off, then we're shady. You saw Ulgren's fireball. "
Which reminds the cleric....
"Uh, Ulgren, you really don't want to cast fire spells in the Grass. Its really dry stuff."
Mac - Enlarged (16' tall, Max Heavy load 2080lbs) Friday November 4th, 2005 5:48:00 PM
Mac looks from Ulgren to Flea to Anuk and Ciaran. "Save the Bull's Strength for later - this lot should come in under 2000lbs easy. Flea can sit up on my backpack, though if she's careful she could climb half in it. Anuk and Ulgen - take a seat on a shoulder each and you can hold onto a horn for balance. When everyone's holding fast, I'll scoop Ciaran up...
...then we need Trellus tethered and we're off! How goes things there Gry?"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Friday November 4th, 2005 10:37:33 PM
Weaving her spells, Tishe' is again amazed at the power of Mac, what a sweetie!
The brown-eyed woman moves to Grymash to get him to pick her up. "Grymash sweetie, you need to put away your Gargul Axe and pick up me and Jake. Then we'll fly to the rocks. And then we'll take apart the threads of some rapke."
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [40 hours] Longstrider [3 hours] Mage Armore [10 hours] Fly on Gry, extend, [10 minutes] Fly on Mac, extend, [10 minutes] Enlarge on Gry, [5 minutes] Enlarge on Mac, [5 minutes]
Druidic: 0: create water*, detect magic, mending, know direction 1: Endure Elements*, Faerie Fire, Longstrider* 2: cats grace, hold animal
Born Free..... (DM MikeK) Sunday November 6th, 2005 7:51:44 PM
Tishe, Ulgren, and Trellus quickly put the plan into effect.
Tishe uses her wand to Enlarge Mac and Gry. Ropes are found, and Flea tethers Trellus to the huge Mac, and tethers Jake to the half orc. Ulgren casts extended Levitate spells on cleric and the elfin fighter. When everything is set, Tishe casts extended Fly spells on Mac and Grymash.
The 1 ton taur swoops into the air, with the perplexed barbarian a half beat behind.
Five minutes later, Tishe casts two more Enlarge spells on Mac and Gry, allowing them to continue carrying the weight.
Its quite a ride for most as the sail across the tops of the Grass, heading for the faraway rock formation. The wind whips through hair and roars in the ears, obscuring any sound -- rapke or otherwise. Unfortunately, it is over all too soon.
Gry and Mac descend back into the thick grass. The Bloodpack has covered a lot of ground. They've gone twice as far in 10 minutes than they had in the previous hour. The rapke sound much fainter, farther than they were when the group started.
From the air, Anuk saw the rocks. The ranger's mind whirls. He believes The Bloodpack is still 3 or 4 hours from them. He also believes the rapke are somewhere between 2 to 4 hours from the Bloodpack.
It is now a race.
Meanwhile, Gilan-eagle is gaining altitude and peering down on his pursuers. Gilan Highlight to display spoiler: { It's a Baron hunt. Baron bearing rapke and bounders extend at least a mile north and south. There are easily a hundred and fifty creatures, a quarter of which are rapke. The line moves steadily eastward. A quick glance toward his airborne companions confirms they are extending their lead. Movement a few hundred feet ahead of the Hunt draws Gilan's attention. Even with his currently enhanced vision, he has to look long and hard to make out the small black forms racing ahead of the line of rapke and barons. More minutes of observation confirm it.
Manfri race ahead of a line of rapke and bounders, neither increasing nor decreasing the interval between them and their hunters. They are making directly for the rock outcropping, and the Bloodpack directly in the way.
Exactly like the last time. }
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour Sunday November 6th, 2005 8:48:11 PM
Ulgren smiles as he is lifted into the air and enjoys the wind whipping his hair around, unfortunately the ride ends too quickly and the drow finds himself in the grass again and needing to move quickly. Ulgren quickly resecures his backpack and grabs a quick drink from his waterskin, "Which way? Can we move faster, at a light jog or run a little at a time?"
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Sunday November 6th, 2005 11:19:16 PM
"I see two choices," says the spellweaver, "we race for the rocks or we use the time to clear a space and see the beaters coming."
It only takes a second for Tishe' to respond to her own question. "I'd like to try the rocks pick myself. I've still got plenty of charges left on my Enlarging Wand. I can keep enlarging Grymash for almost four hours and he can carry Jake while Mac keeps Flea on his head. With them being higher up, they can watch for rapkes and Gilan."
Through the Tears of the Dragon, Tishe' knows the druid is relatively healthy, and prays to Alemi for protection and Gargul to keep his life strong.
"If the rapke will weave faster than us to the rocks, I have a scroll with Rope Trick and my spellbook has Rope Trick inscribed as well. I can use both of them to create two safe places for us to stay for six hours, enough time for the rapke to pass." She pauses a moment, looking at the drow. "Ulgren can use the pick to let us stay for longer than I could."
Tishe's face looks like the idea is painful, but she would willingly destroy her entire spellbook for the good of the 'pack, and the brown-eyes flash with resolve.
Jake Monday November 7th, 2005 8:09:10 AM
"Ah dunno, miss Tishe. Rapke ain't nothin' if not persistent." He huffs a little, carrying along his pack at a steady hustle as he speaks. "Ah wouldn't be surprised if six hours ain't long enough, if they can smell ya or something. We might make it tho... and if not, we fight 'em. It's easy as that."
Anuk Monday November 7th, 2005 10:20:01 AM
Anuk sits perched on Mac's shoulder, Ciaran at his side and Twinge tucked securely in his pack. "Don't worry...it's okay..." he quietly tells the wolf, stroking it's head and hoping to keep him calm.
Seeing the distance the pack must cover he says, "We'll move faster than the rapke if we can keep going in a straight line but keep them running around. Perhaps if we prepare some water to drop behind us when they are nearer? We could create walls of bugs that they'll have to evade...that may slow them up enough for us to get there first."
Flea d20+13=29 d20+9=12 Monday November 7th, 2005 2:54:27 PM
Flea disentangles herself from the ropes around Mac and then carefully loosens them so that the others who hitched a ride are also freed.
"I'm with Tishe," she pipes up, "lets weave for the rocks." Flea contemplates using the magic of her boots, and then sighs. Seeking out the 'taur, she ask, "um, Mac, um, could I hitch a ride? Only if it won't do you any harm, mind," asks the gnome appologetically, adding, "I'm afraid I won't be able to keep up with the group on my own."
"'Sides," she adds, "I won't be able to see much from down here, but I could try to keep an eye on the rocks as well as be a lookout from your shoulders," she asks hopefully.
Search=29 Spot=12
(OOC: Flea weighs about 35 lbs. and carries a light load.)
Mac Monday November 7th, 2005 3:08:15 PM "Good ideas! Can you prepare up there Anuk?"
Mac tries to get back into a steady gate in the grass.
Trellus (Freedom of Movement) Monday November 7th, 2005 8:26:19 PM
Trellus looks up at the tall grass. "Let's make for the rocks, best we can right now," he says. "Give Gilan a chance to let us know the pattern before we try anything else."
With Jake out of his armor, the blond man realizes he is now the slowest member of the group. He casts a spell on himself to allow him to pass through the Grass easier.
[Freedom of Movement - 80 minutes.]
To the Rocks! (DM MikeK) Monday November 7th, 2005 8:30:48 PM
As Gilan is still scouting out the rapke, the rest of the Bloodpack decides to press on for the rock outcropping. The gigantic minotaur crashes through thick Grass that still rises above even his head. The rest of the group pushes onward in his wake.
From behind comes the sounds of rapke calls.
I need to know everyone's current speed through the grass. Remember, movement is halved unless you've got a spell or something that overcomes it.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended) Monday November 7th, 2005 9:19:01 PM
Ulgren straightens up, "I won't be moving very fast either," the drow says quietly looking at the others prepare themselves. "I can't move any faster than I was before we flew to this spot so please let me keep up."
Flea Monday November 7th, 2005 9:36:50 PM
The gnome grimaces. "If the rocks are 3 or 4 hours away my boots or other magics won't be of much help, and I'd rather save them for if we have to fight."
DM Sanity Info:
Base speed 20 ft.
*Boots of Speed-p. 250 DMG guide-act as though affected by a Haste Spell...p. 239 PHB) 1/10 rounds (not required to be consecutive rounds)-Flea will not use since it would only last 9 rounds.
Escape Seal activated as a free action gives user Freedom of Movement for 3 rounds.-Flea will use this as a mad dash at the last minute, either for herself, of transferred to Mac if he is willing to giver her a piggy back ride.
Mac d20+5=16 Monday November 7th, 2005 9:37:55 PM
Focusing on the way ahead Mac makes steady headway though the grass.
[Spot:16]
Movement: 30' /2(grass) x2 (hustle) = 30'/round Assuming that with Ulgren off already the people he's carrying come in at under 600lb. Else that would be 20'/round.
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] d20+10=12 d20+10=24 Monday November 7th, 2005 11:13:45 PM
Gilan buzzes lightly as he flies over the hunting party and would have shaked his head if he had one. He had thought to slow them down for the group but now he sees a bigger problem and he has to help out as best he can.
Buzzing and weaving in the air he casts one spell and then will drop another at the next opportunity. He creates two donwpours of water over top of the hunters in the time that he has to him. After that he will race to catch up with the rest of the pack.
[create water - 16 gallons of water] [create water - 16 gallons of water]
Can create water from 45 feet away and can fly 50 feet, I think.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Monday November 7th, 2005 11:14:40 PM
(Move 40' longstrider and woodland stride)
Never before has Tishe' walked over the Sargrass Plains in the tall sargrass. Around the outskirts of Rattledam and Hook City, the grass is lower, and everywhere else, she rode in a traders ship above the 'grass.
As the pack moves through the thick grasses, the brown-haired young woman grimaces ruefully as sees she made a mistake this morning. She did not need the 'longstrider' spell since she can move through the 'grass with little impairment. "It would have been better to use the spell on Jake or Trellus," she tells the horned toad in the satchel at her side. "You have a point, but what good is smarts or sense if I don't use them?"
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
Trellus (Freedom of Movement) Tuesday November 8th, 2005 8:41:15 PM
[Trellus speed through the grass is 20' for 80 minutes - then its halved]
Trellus finds the grass doesn't slow him down nearly as much any more.
"Flea, ride with Mac," he calls. The blond man thinks Ulgren and Jake are now slowest. But since Jake is out of his armor, the group is moving twice as fast as before. "Everyone stay together," the cleric counsels.
Just a bit more (DM MikeK) Tuesday November 8th, 2005 8:57:04 PM
Gilan dumps a few dozen gallons of water on two of the rapke. As soon as the liquid appears in the air, the druid can feel a tension ripple through the Grass.
The two soaked rapke stop in confusion. The neighboring rapke and bounders also stop, instinctively turning toward a water source. Moments later, the ground around the two rapke literally bubbles as thousands of insects emerge from the surface, seeking water. As Gilan races toward the Bloodpack, he hears the frantic, pained cries of the rapke as they struggle to fight off both the insects and there own kind. He has succeeded in temporarily halting the advance.
A short time later, Gilan is back with the Bloodpack. They are moving better, but still slowly. After 80 minutes, Trellus' spell wears off, and the heroes are slowed even more. The sounds of the rapke close. It is becoming evident that the Bloodpack needs another half hour of time.
Just before everyone enters another round of planning, a peculiar humming chant is heard. For some of the Bloodpack, the sound evokes memories of another place in the Grass, and another line of Rapke. Suddenly they appear.
Manfri, clearly running from the Hunters as well. They don't even stop stride but take one look at each adventurer and grab a hand. The small black men look more like children are babbling away at you and each other in their own, unique language. An older Manfri in the lead barks an order. Chastised, the rest of the Manfri begin moving again, deftly weaving paths through the Grass.
The small hands pull The Bloodpack along, finding ways through the Grass that appear obvious, even though every one of the group knows they couldn't have found them before. With increased speed, the Bloodpack and the Manfri make for the rocks.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended) Tuesday November 8th, 2005 9:55:19 PM
Ulgren looks at the Manfri with awe remembering the stories that the traders told on long nights standing watch. Ulgren instinctively pulls his hand back from the first outstreched hand but relaxes after seeing the rest of teh pack accept the offered help. The drow looks around at the quickness of pace and mutters, "Wow."
Grymash (enlarge, fly) d20+2=18 d20+5=22 d20+10=11 Tuesday November 8th, 2005 10:19:30 PM
Grymash rather enjoyed the flying. He thought of himself flying with Grand Maw. Her fangs so shiny and pretty. Could tear Gry in two, she could. He misses her so. When they land, he tries his best to watch for rapke and protect his pack from environmental dangers as well.
"Ohhh, dat be manfri!"
(Spot 18, Listen 22, Survival 11, dang. His movement is 40. halved is 20.)
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Tuesday November 8th, 2005 11:21:25 PM
(Move 40' longstrider and woodland stride)
The young woman pulls at her ponytail in worry, they are still not going to make it. Until the humming starts, the 'grass parts, and the Manfri meet the Bloodpack. Startled, Tishe' doesn't know what to do as to dark children take her hands and lead her through the grass.
The spellweaver understands what is going on when the party picks up speed. The Manfri are slowing down thier own escape in order to help the Bloodpack! She looks down with new found fondness for the hearty small ones about her and sends the eldest a heart-touch. "The Land, My Life", she says in thanks.
And then her whole mind is on hurrying to the rocks and a defensible place to fight.
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
Trellus [post by SteveK] Tuesday November 8th, 2005 11:26:09 PM
"Many Shadows", Trellus welcomes the Eldest, "we're going to need to be together for that hunting pack of Rapke."
Knowing Ulgren, Mac, and Tishe' have not met any of the Manfri with the 'pack before, the blonde man gives some advice. "These Manfri are some shady dudes, and we've helped each other out before. Take thier hands and we'll get to the rocks before the rapke now. "
Flea (Bardic Music) d20+11=23 Wednesday November 9th, 2005 12:25:37 AM
From her position on Mac's shoulder Flea sees the manfri emerge from the grass. She had heard about Bloodpack's first encounter with the Manfri and the ritual that had occurred at the rocks, but she had not believed it. Even after fighting side by side with the manfri against the baron's men when they had tried to stop the hatching of the drake, it had just sounded like one of Jake's far-fetched tales...
"Grab her hand! Run with her!" the gnome shouts to Mac. Flea listens to the strange noise the dark people are making. The gnome's heart beats nervously. She had only really told Tishe' about her secret passion. Now the whole pack will know.
Flea starts to weave a poem of courage through the chanting of the manfri.*
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] Wednesday November 9th, 2005 1:14:10 AM
Gilan comes buzzing back in just as the Manfri arrive and the real race begins. He slips back into his human form at a run with the rest and right beside Trellus, smiling. "I bought us some time back there but as you can hear...it was not much." He looks to the rest and then shrugs his shoulders, controling his breathing as he runs. "A large hunting group with Barons...chasing the Manfri as usual through the grass...tried to slow them down enough to give them a chanc to escape as well." He continues his run keeping up rather well with the rest.
[listen 12 and spot 24] [move 40 feet and woodland stride]
Jake Wednesday November 9th, 2005 12:21:53 PM
Jake feels like picking up one of the ltitle guys and giving him a good hug, chuckling to himself as he runs along. Or drinking with one... he wonders how well they could hold their liquor. "Shady Sailing ahead, guys, let's weave!" He follows, confident now that they'll get ahead of the rapke. And looking forward to getting to know the manfri better.
Mac Wednesday November 9th, 2005 3:29:45 PM
"Got it Flea! Thank you!"
Letting the manfri lead, Mac concentrates on keeping pace and sure hoof-falls.
Anuk (woodland stride) Wednesday November 9th, 2005 3:54:17 PM
(ooc: apologies for missing yesterday's post. DMMike: did you receive Anuk's sheet last week?)
Anuk grins at Gilan's report of the water bombing. "Shady job, Gil," he tells the druid. He pushes forward, but as time passes he becomes more and more anxious that the rapke will trap the pack in the grasses. When he sees the manfri appear he breathes a sigh of relief.
"Hang on tight, everyone...we're in good hands," he calls out as they begin to charge through the dense grass. He loses his thoughts to the songs of the manfri and Flea and feels himself becoming a part of the land he is sworn to protect. Aware of little else beyond the music and the need to press forward, he feels as if he travels almost effortlessly through the forest of grassblades.
The great race. (Sub-DM Jim) Wednesday November 9th, 2005 8:37:26 PM
The Manfri, holding hands, with the Bloodpack in tow move ever forwards to a place unknown as of yet by the pack. The oldest of the Manfri says nothing as you all race headlong through the grass. You notice that you are making good time and just keeping ahead of the rapke hunting pack. Wherever your are heading it us sure to be just minutes before the rapke catch up to you.
Ulgren and Mac are reassured of the intentions of the little men and women that have grabed their hands. The parting grass is a new wonder to actually the whole group as the original packers have not made this run before with the Manfri, but some have heard rumors to the connection with the land.
Tishe' initiates a heart-touch with the whole group of Manfri and all of the pack is soon on the receiveing end of thanks from all the racing Manfri in turn. It is really kind of overwhelming to feel that many people touch your hearts at once but also it is peaceful as well.
Much to everyones' surprise you find that Flea is soon singing a song along with the rythmic chants that seem to issue from the Manfri. Anyone paying attention will notice that the song is actually coming from a series of grass whistles that are sewn into what little clothing the Manfri wear. It seems that air seems to pass through these little whistles as the Manfri move and you figure it might be magic that causes this.
This is JimW, I play Gilan, and I will be taking over for MikeK for the next 3 - 4 days till he gets back.
Tishe' (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Wednesday November 9th, 2005 10:46:30 PM
The multiple heart-touches of these people are nearly overwhelming in joyful wonder to the small woman with a brown ponytail. Always before, she had been the one on the outside, the one who didn't fit in. And now there are eight other people who are closer to her than her sisters, running with a pack of tiny men who are so close to the Wold Mother that surrounds and protects and supports them all. No matter that there are carnivorous animals with evil Barons close behind; Tishe' has never felt so much like she belonged.
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
Trellus [post by SteveK] Wednesday November 9th, 2005 10:49:57 PM
The blond man's face turns grim at the mention of the Barons. "Beating White Hands!", he spits vehemently. "We get to those rocks, and we can weave them a black eye. And more."
The heart-touches lighten his worries for a bit, but then, always thinking, comes another one. Ulgren can't feel these heart-touches unless he's initiated into the First Circle. That is going to have to be rectified.
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] Thursday November 10th, 2005 1:16:24 AM
The heart-touch is enough to throw Gilan off his stride for a couple of seconds and then he just smiles as he runs.
At Trellus's announcement his face goes back to all business. "I believe this is the group that was being chased...so that is something." He continues to try and keep his breathing normal as he races along lost in thought for a few seconds again. "We will have little time to prepare but wherever we are going we will need to prepare that is for sure...the rocks will help...maybe." He silently goes through all of his remaining spells and knows that he has a few nice ones that will help out.
[listen 12 and spot 24] [move 40 feet and woodland stride]
Jake Thursday November 10th, 2005 2:31:06 PM
This whole heart thing...well, it's nice, but to Jake it's just too weirdly magical, and slightly too fuzzy-wuzzy-huggy-wuggy for his macho chauvinism to get used to or use back. Still, he has to admit he's grateful the little Manfri are here. As they're going along, he chooses one nearby and tells him, "We're the Bloodpack, do you know about us?"
Mac Thursday November 10th, 2005 3:43:43 PM Whoa...
Anuk Thursday November 10th, 2005 4:50:07 PM
Anuk continues his run through the grasses, enjoying the songs and the heart touch despite the impending danger. He continues forward, just one foot after the other...
Flea (Bardic Music) Thursday November 10th, 2005 5:45:01 PM
Flea hangs on to Mac and continues her song as the plains rush by in a blur.
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Ulgren AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (Extended) Thursday November 10th, 2005 5:47:52 PM
Ulgren runs taking hazardous looks over his shoulder to try and see where they have been. The drow mentally goes over his current spell list and wonders if he should mention that currently fire damage is all he currently knows.
The Kall'a'tek. (Sub - DM Jim) Thursday November 10th, 2005 9:24:30 PM
The Manfris' pace slow as you break into a large clearing. A circular bowl of sand really about 100 feet in diameter, that has a rock mound near the far side of it. You notice that as the Manfri that are with you enter into the bowl shaped area they begin to glow as if surrounded by white fire, though fainter.
As the Bloodpack step into the sand you notice that Trellus, Grymash, Gilan, Anuk and Jake are surrounded by the same sort of white flames...an aura really. These five members of the Bloodpack realize that they have just step into the battle grounds where the Manfri and Barons hold their great battles. Some may remember this happening once before as they battled rapke and barons in maybe this exact bowl of sand (wisdom DC 8 to remember).
As you look around you notice that there are a number of grass made totems around the bowl and some symbols painted upon the rocks in front of you. Mac, Flea, Ulgren and Tishe' feel the weight of a decision resting on their shoulders as they feel the need to decide to fight with the Manfri...against the Manfri...or just flee from the area as fast as possible.
As all of this sinks in the grasses around you seem to rattle lightly as an older Manfri steps out of the grass, to appear behind you. More Manfri appear upon the rocks that you had been racing towards, coming out of the area by the hundreds to stand upon the rocks. The ancient Manfri steps before you and eyes the grass critically as he sighs and then turns serious eyes to the Bloodpack. He looks to the only three Manfri that seem to be standing on the sand with you at this time..it appears they will be fighting as well, but they appear hurt. Time seems to slow as finally the ancient Manfri opens his mouth a speaks in a voice filled with authority and wisdom.
"You ran with ours, and you have performed in the Kall'a'tek once before. I fear you are bound to us," he tells the five Bloodpackers who display the white auras. Turning to the other four, he says, "You choose to stand with them or not. Few got back and the band of Dekteth seems to be greater than we have seen in many seasons. Your help could be what turns the ceremony. However you are not of the people and are not bound by our laws or magic. Should you leave now you will make it home safe, but whatever your choice the time of choosing is now. There is no shame in fleeing from death, we would flee if we could but the Kall'a'tek once enacted will not allow that choice."
The weight settles even heavier on Mac, Flea, Ulgren and Tishe' as the ancient Manfri stops speaking and takes his place on the rocks with the other Manfri that will not fight. Jake, Trellus, Anuk, Grymash and Gilan feel a different weight settle upon them as they know the price of failure in the ceremony and the price the Manfri will pay too. You hear the distant rattle of grass as a large number of somethings pass through it. You know that time is short as the rapke and Barons approach to start the ceremony in ernest.
Chooseing to fight with the Manfri will surround you with a white fiery aura. Choosing to fight with the Barons will surround you with a black aura. If you should choose to flee the ring then you may.
Trellus (post by SteveK) d20+4=22 3d8(7+6+3)+3=19 3d8(7+3+1)+3=14 3d8(7+8+3)+3=21 Thursday November 10th, 2005 10:38:07 PM
Yes, the Kall'a'tek is very familiar to Trellus (Wisdom; 22), and as he walks onto the dark sands, he is surrounded by a white light. He looks at the pitifully few Manfri who are also glowing and know that if the others choose not to, the battle may go poorly for the plains.
He adjusts his armor and shield and takes stock of the situation.
"We've got a little time to prepare, so let's get ready. Grymash and Jake take the front line. Anuk flank Jake to the rear left and I'm behind and to the right. Gilan, you're in the middle to use your magics."
Looking at the other four, he tries to explain quickly. "This is a magic arena. You have to fight with us, against us, or run away." Trellus has no worries that the others will fight against their own 'pack, but he waits until thier auras appear before adding them to the battle line. "Mac in front, Tishe' and Ulgren with Gilan, Flea look for your flanks."
He turns to the Manfri and pulls out a wand, tapping each to heal thier wounds. "Fill in with our line to beat back the first attack, and then do what you do best."
[Cure Serious Wound 19, 14, 21]
Mac Thursday November 10th, 2005 11:09:10 PM "I stand with the Bloodpack, and they stand with you. The only thing I ask is: What is Kall'a'tek?
OOC: Like there was any chance he'd leave, or side with the barons!
Tishe Thursday November 10th, 2005 11:31:56 PM
Fight against the Bloodpack? Against the Manfri who helped them? FOR the Barons???
Never!
Tishe' is surrounded by a white aura as, head high, she moves to stand with Gilan and the Bloodpack.
Grymash Friday November 11th, 2005 2:13:47 AM "Bring it. Gry's axe no get da blood it need from da last battle. Gry axe be uh thirsty for da blood. Gry tooo!! Bring it!! He draws his great double axe from the largest opening of his magical quiver.
Anuk d20+2=17 Friday November 11th, 2005 10:28:01 AM
"This is where we earned our name," Anuk tells the others as he nocks an arrow and takes up his position near Jake. A grim look replaces his usual smile. "'Bloodpack'...it's going to be a messy fight."
Flea d20+5=19 d8+1=8 d8+1=8 d8+1=2 Friday November 11th, 2005 11:55:32 AM
Flea slides down from Mac's back, and gives the giant 'taur a quick squeeze 'round the knees. "Thanks Mac. I wouldn't have been able to keep up..." she leaves the rest hanging in the air.
By way of answer the the question posed by the ancient Manfri, Flea raises her voice even louder in rhythmic oration, (Perform=19)
Avenging fall the swift swords of Rattledam, On those that betray the circle of life! Fall, life-blood from heart wounds deep, The Bloodpack wade into the strife!
Flea draws two wands fom where they were tucked in her belt. Sliding up behind the injured manfri, she taps each one. (CLW for 8, 8, and 2 pts dmg each).
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Jake Friday November 11th, 2005 12:58:36 PM
Jake is glad they have time. Enough time to put on his armor, he hopes. "Anuk, quick, help me with this..." (Jake will start putting on his armor. Hopefully, he has enough time to do it, with someone else's help he can cut the time down a bit...) "That's a great rhyme there, Flea," Jake grins at her. Better than his little battle quips.
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider, barkskin] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] Friday November 11th, 2005 4:06:45 PM
Gilan looks to the rest of the group, remembering the last time they had done this. It had not been a fun experience really but as stated it had gotten them thier name...Bloodpack. Now those not already initiated were going to get bloody as well. "You four have the choice...we have already done this once and our choice was made then...we cannot change that."
Looking to the grass that is moving he casts a simple spell upon himself as he takes a place near the middle of the group. "I have more uses of barkskin for those that may need it...give me an idea of who is in need and I will weave during the battle." His smile cannot be stopped as he picks up a handful of sand and lets it slip through his fingers.
Tishe' Friday November 11th, 2005 10:33:56 PM
"With barkskin a natural armor spell, it will do lttle good for me and, so I believe, for Mac." Tishe' touches an amulet at her neck to explain why her skin is already naturally armored. "Flea and Grymash and perhaps Anuk?"
"How much time do we have before the fighting starts?" she asks her fellow druid, "I have several short duration spells and don't want to waste the spinning."
Trellus [post by SteveK] Friday November 11th, 2005 10:35:56 PM
[ooc: sorry about posting before the DM, but this is my only possible time today]
After the Manfri are seen to, Trellus further prepares by casting Magic Vestment on his shield (+2 enhancemet bonus)
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended) Friday November 11th, 2005 11:54:01 PM
Ulgren listens to the elder Manfri and nods at his companions words as they chime in to fight alongside each other. Ulgren reaches down and grabs a handful of sand, rubs his palms together and turns to face the Bloodpack, "I feel as though my thread has already been woven with yours, and if this is the spot thats picked for it to be cut I can think of no finer group of people to stand with." Ulgren steps forward and stands with his companions. Ulgren says little else instead drawing his Rod of Extend and casting Enlarge Person on Grymash and then Mac. Ulgren places his rod back into its pocket and slides two gold coins into his gloved right palm. "I have never been a fight such as this but do not rush them until after I have cast haste, I have but one casting today!"
Mac Saturday November 12th, 2005 6:44:37 PM
"If there are some Manfri who are here to observe, then I have some things that I would like to leave in their care for the duration of the fight..."
The taur then goes about setting down his backpack and Galea's caddy just outside the circle.
Kall'a'tek. (Sub - DM Jim) Sunday November 13th, 2005 9:01:01 PM
The ancient Manfri takes the small cat and caddy from Mac with a somber look. "If you lose than she will most likely not survive...we all will have forfeited our lives this day." He turns to watch the grass further from his spot on the rock with the others that came to watch.
The three Manfri that made it with you smile slightly and give nods for the healing. They seem ready to fight as ever and seem almost ghostly surrounded in thier white auras.
The rest of the pack cast spells to ready themselves for the fight that in inevitable now. Places are taken and battle orders are given, as each member knows where they will fit in best.
The grass parts in several places and rapke and riders come out upon the sand. Some are riding and the rest are just lone rapke that bite and snap at the air. As the pack and Manfri are surrounded by a white aura, the rapke and barons are surrounded by a black fiery like aura.
Each group eyes each other and you notice that their are more rapke and barons that did not join in the fight. They sit outside the sand area and seem to be watching the fight. You all sense that no matter what happens those that have not entered the sand will not join in the fight.
Then the time is suddenly upon you as you measure each other from the hundred yards that separate you. There will be no talk and the battle will be to the death.
Flea (AC 19, 53 HP, Bardic Music d20+13=32 d20+12=22 4d4(3+3+3+4)+1=14 Sunday November 13th, 2005 10:57:12 PM
No more will you wander the grass fields of this wold, Your journey will end in darkness, your soul dead and cold!
Flea chants, as she scans the advancing enemy searching out one who might be bigger than the others or with some adornment that signifies a position of leadership. (Search=32) Flea will utter a word of magic and trigger the wand held in her right hand (UMD=22)sending the enerring missiles at her target. (14 pts. dmg)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (1 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Bless] Sunday November 13th, 2005 11:16:17 PM
The time comes, now!
"Get shuttlecocked, Dudes. Keep together and we can help each other!"
"Domi help us!", Trellus implores, and the protection of Domi affects all within the arena.
Prayer - +1 luck bonus to attack, damage, save for allies; -1 attack, damage, save for foes [8 rounds]
Spells Prepared: 0 - Create Water (x2), Detect Magic (x2), Detect Poison, Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x2), Bless, Doom, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear 2 -- Hold Person, Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2) 3 - Dispel Magic, Remove Disease, Prayer*, Searing Light 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV
Tishe' (AC 23 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shiled, Bardic Courage, Prayer] Sunday November 13th, 2005 11:27:48 PM
The plain-faced woman hears Trellus shout and looks across the black sand arena. A hundred feet away she gets her first look at a live rapke. Oh. My.
It looks far enough away to get a little more protection, she thinks, and Tishe' weaves herself a magical shield.
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
Mac - huge Monday November 14th, 2005 3:46:58 PM
The taur smiles at the elder manfri and nods, but says nothing.
As he walks over towards his frontline, he pauses by the members of the pack providing magical support and asks, "If I may request the casting of a Bull's Strength and, whilst a Barkskin might not help me much, a Cat's Grace would be beneficial and greatly appreciated - particularly if they decide to charge with the rapke.
Anuk Monday November 14th, 2005 3:56:19 PM
As the rapke near, Anuk finishes helping Jake into his armor and then steels himself for the coming battle.
He reminds Flea, Ulgren, Mac, and Tishe', "Beware their cry...focus past it if you can..."
Gilan[endure elements, longstrider, barkskin] : Ciaran[endure elements, longstrider, greatger magic fang] Monday November 14th, 2005 6:09:06 PM
Gilan moves to stand by Grymash for a few seconds, chanting as he moves. When he reaches Gry he lays a hand upon his arm, sending a spell into his body. Gry's body hardens under the spell as if it is covered in a layer of wood. "That should help some if you rage Gry." He then moves back, pulling his club and shield as he does.
A simple statement and maybe a battle oath falls from his lips as he loosens himself for the battle. "The land...my life...as it has always been."
Welcome back MikeK or am I still needed in the drivers seat?
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Haste Monday November 14th, 2005 7:34:19 PM
Ulgren nods his head at Trellus' mention of the Rapke scream and does his best to still his beating heart. The Rapke's sudden emergence from the grass sends a tingle down the drows back. Ulgren raises his left hand upwards in a practiced manner and deftly casts haste on all packmates within 55 feet, "Use it well its the only one I have!" Ulgren watches looking for an obvious leader.
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(7 rounds)
Grymash (ac26, hp94, haste1, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage) Monday November 14th, 2005 9:22:55 PM
Grymash looks back at Gilan and Ulgren with wild eyes and a crooked toothy grin, which is all you can see in the shadow of his spiked and horned helmet, and says, "Tanks, dat all Gry gonna need!"
Grymash begins to pace quickly back and forth, like a caged animal. Rage building only slightly with each step. He grunts out words in orc. Some of you cant understand what the half-orc says but you get the feeling it must be, THESE SUN-BAKED PIGGIES ARE MEAT FOR THE POT!" He also seems to grow in bulk just a bit with each word.
(Cast Bulls Strength. +4 enhancement bonus to strength for 3 minutes.)
Grymash looks back at his pack again. With a growl, Grymash mutters, "Gry ready for da BIG magik, if yooz gots it!"
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste] Monday November 14th, 2005 11:18:45 PM
[OOC: If there is time before the battle, Tishe' will cast Cat's Grace on Mac, and offer to cast Mage Armor on anyone who could use it (scroll).]
Tishe' thinks of her crossbow, the weapon which she has practiced long hours to hone her speed and accuracy. However, she knows that she can better help her pack by weaving divine and arcane magics.
"The Land, My Life", she echoes Gilan. "I will be weaving many animals out of magic to come and aid us", she tells Ulgren, "that is my pick."
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [60 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [50 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck) Haste: (from Ulgren) 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 attack, AC (dodge), reflex, +30 speed. (14 Rounds)
Druidic: 0: create water*, detect magic, mending*, know direction 1: Endure Elements*, Faerie Fire, Longstrider* 2: cats grace, hold animal
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
DM MikeK Tuesday November 15th, 2005 11:14:17 AM
I'll post tonight. Still need to read up.
Jake (AC 27, hp 57/57) Tuesday November 15th, 2005 1:48:22 PM
"Hey Trell...A Baron comes home to his house and sees another guy in bed with his wife. He gets a knife out, prepared to kill himself, and his wife starts laughing. He shouts at her, 'Don't laugh, you're next!'" The others have their own methods of preparing for battle. Jake seems to as well.
Mac [AC:23, HP:84/84, Huge(15'x15', +15'), 5 AoO per round] d20+6=14 Tuesday November 15th, 2005 3:38:33 PM
Once the spellcasting is finished Mac readies his axe as he wanders up to the front rank, and begins to assess the opponents inside the circle [Spot:14].
"My land, my life."
Under the effect of: Enlarge Person, Haste, Prayer, Bardic Courage and Cat's Grace
Mac (illegal second post) Tuesday November 15th, 2005 9:21:59 PM
"The land, my life." he rebukes himself and silently thinks "talki fresal dondat liki... I need more practice!"
Kall'a'tek - rd 1 (DM MikeK) d3=3 d20+16=21 d20+16=18 d20+16=32 d20+16=35 d20+16=23 d20+16=36 d20+16=36 2d8(5+2)+10=17 2d8(3+7)+10=20 2d8(4+2)+10=16 2d8(4+4)+10=18 2d8(5+5)=10 2d8(3+5)=8 2d8(5+5)=10 Tuesday November 15th, 2005 10:33:04 PM
The unified Bloodpack, and the three remaining Manfri, set themselves for the coming attack. Across several score feet of sand are those rapke that chose to step into the Kall'a'tek. And not only rapke. For eight bounders also are in the ring. Ulgren takes a closer look. Each bounder looks like some sort of demented cross between a frog and a bull dog. Three rows of teeth sit in the huge mouth. the Mouth itself is about 3 feet wide. Heavy armor plates overlap down the beasts back which is also very frog like. The Front legs are thin and small but long ending in clawed hand like things. The hand appears capable of grasping and manipulating things and each claw is razor sharp. The hind legs are huge and shaped much like a giant kangaroo leg.
As for the Rapke, the drow notes it looks like a cross between a horse and a raptor like dinosaur. The animal is about as large as a small elephant. Except for two, they stand 8' tall at the shoulder, and are about 10' long. The other two, the ones with riders, are half again as big. Dark eyes that indicate a malevolent intelligence set above a smiling mouth of teeth. Despite their size, the rapke move with extraordinarily agility as they step into the sand ring.
The two largest rapke (R7 and R8) are ridden by dark man in dark cloaks with hoods pulled up, concealing their faces.
Flea chants a hymn of courage, revealing her newfound skills as a bard. The gnome figures the two riders make for a good target, and shoots three bolts of energy into the rider of R7. Both rider and mount grimace in pain.
Trellus casts a spell, affecting both friend and foe nearby. [Anuk is outside the range of the spell and cannot take the bonus]
Tishe casts a protective spell.
Mac, Anuk, Grymash, and Jake steel themselves for the coming battle. The half elf is able to put on his armor in time for the battle.
Gilan moves over behind Grymash, and encloses the barbarian in a barkskin spell.
Ulgren casts a Haste spell, which effects only himself, Grymash, Jake, Mac, and Gilan. [All recipients of spell must be within 30' of each other. I fudged for Jake, but that's as far as I'm willing to go].
As one, the six smaller rapke and the eight bounders launch themselves across the open area with unnerving speed. Simultaneously, the two larger rapke move halfway up and then deliver their ear-splitting screams at the front line of the defenders.
[Mac, Jake, Grymash, and Gilan. -- Make two Fort saves DC15. Failure means stunned for 3 rounds. If fail both, the effect is still only 3 rounds.]
The six rapke charge straight at Jake, Mac, and Grymash. At the end of their run, each tries to bite a large hunk out of an elf, taur, or half orc.
R1 atks Jake - hit ac21
Mac gets an AoO on one attacking foe. R2 atks Mac - hit ac18 R3 atks Mac - hit ac32 for 17 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 10 DEX] R4 atks Mac - hit ac25 for 20 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 8 DEX]
Gry gets an AoO on on attacking foe. R5 atks Gry - hit ac23 R6 atks Gry - nat 20 [crit threat, nat 20 again] for 34 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 10 DEX]
Meanwhile, the rider of R7 produces a wand, which he points at Ulgren.
Ulgren -- Will save DC15, else Highlight to display spoiler: { Hold Person -- paralyzed in place}
The bounders also move forward. However, they are forced to move in an arc around the center battle, and so do not have time to attack.
Flea (AC 19, 53 HP, Bardic Music) d20+12=21 4d4(4+1+1+4)+1=11 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 2:06:30 AM
Flea continues with her song, keeping her eyes on the strange dark cloaked rider and the mount. A dark memory hides in the shadow of her mind. There is something about the rider and the rapke...some kind of bond...hitting one hurts them both...but which one? Flea triggers her wand (UMD=21) and sends the missiles at the beast under the rider (R7 for 11 dmg).
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (2 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Grymash (ac24, hp60/94, hp with rage76/110, rage, haste1, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+16=26 d20+16=19 d20+16=36 d20+16=33 2d6(2+6)+33=41 2d6(2+2)+33=37 2d6(5+6)+33=44 d20+16=27 2d6(3+4)+33=40 d20+16=26 d20+16=33 d20+11=25 2d6(2+5)+33=40 2d6(6+1)+33=40 2d6(3+4)+33=40 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 2:30:41 AM
(Fort saves: 26 and 19)
Grymash feels his rage blaze into a white hot enfernal. As the rapke charges at him he swings his massive axe looking to swiftly sever the beasts head from its body.
(Attack of Opportunity on R6. Powerattack +7dam/-7hit, two-handed +14dam. HitAC: 36 crit threat. HitAC: 33 crit. Damage: 41+37+44=122 points of damage. Must make Fort save DC 15 or die from massive damage. IF the rapke drops, then ... Cleave Attack on R5. Same adjustments. HitAC: 27. Damage: 40 points of damage.)
Then Grymash slices into the second rapke until its breathed his last. He bellows a feral roar most near live to hear again.
(Regular attacks on R5. Same adjustments as above. HitAC: 26, 33, 25. Damage: 40+40+40=120 points of damage. Divide up the excess damage to anything in reach that he gives if the rapke 5 drops.)
"AAUUUUGGGGGHHHHHHHOOUUURRRRRR"
Mac [AC:21 (no Cat's Grace), HP:47/84, Huge(15'x15', +15' Reach), Combat Reflexes: 3 AoO per round (no Cat's Grace)] d20+10=23 d20+10=14 d20+10=17 d20+17=28 4d6(3+5+5+1)+16=30 d20+17=24 4d6(5+1+6+1)+16=29 d20+10=27 d20+10=12 d20+10=17 d20+10=30 4d6(5+3+6+3)+29=46 d20+10=11 d20+10=16 4d6(5+1+2+2)+29=39 d20+5=11 4d6(4+5+3+2)+29=43 d20+7=16 2d6(6+6)+13=25 d20=20 d20=13 4d20(12+14+20+14)+29=89 4d6(1+5+2+3)+29=40 2d6(2+4)+13=19 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 4:39:13 AM
Mac is (Fort: 23 & 14,no (spends his penultimate Hero Point) & 17) not stunned. phew!
The rapke charge. OOC: DM? I can see how R5 easily avoids provoking an AoO, and how R2 can just avoid one with care, but I can't see how either R3 or R4 can avoid one each. Mac sizes them up and swings.
AoO(1): Target(R3) hits AC:28 for 30-1=29 damage AoO(2): Target(R4) hits AC:24 for 29-1=28 damage
Mac fails to avoid their maws, but fortunately (Fort: 27 & 12, no (spends his final Hero Point) 17) feels no further ill effects.
Glancing at the situation, Mac reckons Gry has Rapke-5's measure. He takes a 5' step towards Jake and brings the greataxe around with great force on the remaining rapkes.
PA[-7/+14] Target List (R4, R3, R2, R1) Attack-Haste: hits AC:30 for 46 damage. Crit Check hits AC:11. Attack-1: hits AC:16 for 39 damage. Attack-2: hits AC:11 for 43 damage. HornGore: hits AC:16 for 25 damage.
Cleave? : ) Nat 20, Crit Check: AC:23 (off Haste or Attack-1) for 40 damage, AC:18 (Attack-2) for 40 damage, or AC:20 (off Horn Gore) for 19 damage.
Mac sways, but keeps his footing.
Under the effect of: Enlarge Person, Haste, Prayer, and Bardic Courage. No Cat's Grace or Bull's Strength.
4d20+29 rolled in error.
Jake (AC 28 (with haste), hp 57/57, Prayer, Haste) d20+13=31 d20+13=23 d20+8=28 d20+8=14 d10+10=16 d6=1 d6=1 d6=3 d10+10=17 d10+10=17 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 12:51:47 PM
The monstrous gigantic warthog/horse/frog-like thing comes rushing at him, and Jake feels a momentary panic at its keen cries. And the sight of the riders. Barons! his mind screams, and even though they'd fought them before, this is the first time he fought against the evil followers of the Shadow King himself. For a second, those childhood stories come back to him, and Jake remembers being terrified one night, that if he kept on asking about the outside world, the Barons would come grab him and steal him away. It makes him feel small again... Maybe it's the singing of Flea, her powerful words pulling up his subconscious, or maybe the magics infusing him with speed, or the Manfri's aura. It could be past memories, of fighting the rapke here before. Or Mac and Grymash standing next to him, and the others depending on him. But Jake does find the strength to stand tall against his enemy. It smashes into him, almost bowling him over with its strength, but he stands firm, and then leans forward and swishes his sword out to gash the Rapke's leg. He ducks and jukes to the side, slashing out again at its other leg, nicking it, not sure if he penetrates the armor. It snarls at him, lunging its head forward, and he instinctively bring his sword right up into its jaw, cutting satisfyingly deep into it. (+2 to attack/damage from the magic effects, and Power Attacking for 2 as well: Hit AC 31 and did 16 damage and 1 freezing damage, hit AC 23 (not sure if that's a hit) did 17 damage and 1 freezing damage, then nat 20 but pretty sure it missed on the confirmed at AC 14, did 17 + 3 freezing damage. Not as good as his awesome buddies, but pretty good in his own right. :) )
Mac - illegal second post - too many numbers! OOC 2d6(2+6)+15=23 4d6(2+2+3+1)+29=37 4d6(5+1+1+6)+29=42 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 1:31:23 PM
OOC: Because I regularly get asked at the beginning of major combat, and invariably get something wrong... : )
Horn Gore: d20 +14/+14/+9 [MelAB] Horn Damage: 2d6+8 = 2d6 [Huge] +6 [Str] +1 [morale] +1 [haste] as Secondary Attack (Improved Taur Multi-Attack[-2]*) with PA[-7/+7]: d20+5 & 2d6+15 Crit.Threat: 20/x2 * I forgot this one. I also forgot the morale and haste bonuses to attack. So:
The initial Horn Attack should only have hit AC:14 for 27 damage. The Horn Cleave hits(nat 20) for 21 damage + 2d6+15=23 if AC:18 is a successful Crit.Check, for a total of 44. If there was a Cleave off one of the other three attacks instead and the crit.check was successful then they take 40 damage already rolled, and an additional 4d6+29(x2) = 37+42 = 79, for a total of 119.
My apologies for the errors - this corrects them . On with the game?
Anuk [AC 21 - AC 22 vs B2 (dodge), HP 43/43] d20+15=29 d20+10=13 d8+8=10 d8+8=13 d20+10=11 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 3:00:43 PM
"Got yer back, Jake!" Anuk yells as the chaos erupts. On the periphery of his vision are three bounders--he is aware of them but his concentration is on the rapke attacking his friend (R1). He fires two arrows in quick succession at the creature, but the second goes wide and disappears into the grasses.
"Sunblasted treadles!" he yells out in frustration.
Attack 1: hits AC29 for 10 pts Attack 2: hits AC 11 for 13 pts (used a hero point to re-roll 2nd attack and got a nat 1 *sigh*)
Bonuses and stuff: Attack = +15/+10 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery) Dmg = +8 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +4 dmg fighting rapke/bounders (Favored Enemy)) Precise Shot - can shoot into melee w/o penalty
Gilan[HP: 67/67 - AC: 26][endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 80/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+9=28 d20+9=19 d20+11=29 d20+11=16 8d6(5+6+2+4+4+3+3+4)=31 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 3:51:49 PM
Gilan feels the wave of fear wash over him and shrugs it off with what he hopes is ease. His lips pull back to expose a feral grin and that gleam is in his eyes. He steps five feet away from Grymash to allow him his room and then falls into a chant of his own...more of a song to Mother Wold. "The land my life." He drops a column of fire down upon two of the rapke(R2 & R3) in front of Mac.
Ciaran finds the fear almost laughable in his wolven mind. He keeps his stance by his brother and watches his back for trouble. He knows his place at this time is to cover his brother so that he can do his thing.
[Fort(Gilan) 28 & 19 : Fort(Ciaran) 29 & 16] [flamestrike - 31 damage, Ref DC 20 for half, half damage is fire based]
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste d20+8=22 7d6(6+5+6+2+1+4+1)=25 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:54:39 PM
Ulgren shrugs off the effects of the wand,(Will DC 22) and a grim smile creeps across his face. Ulgren looks directly at the rider and stretches forth his hand; an orange colored pea flies directly at the wand weilding whitehand and explodes for 25 points of fire damage. "Shady!" Ulgren says watching the flames engulf the Rapke riding Baron.
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(6 rounds)
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(2/8), Spt Wpn(1/8)] d20+14=16 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 9:09:57 PM
Trellus grins savagely. This ain't a bunch of piggies those treadles are attacking like last time. We're the Bloodpack. And we do the cutting.
The first wave has hit, and the blond man still doesn't need to worry about healing. He sketches a spell, bringing Domi's Hammer down on the Baron with the wand.
[Spiritual Weapon - Warhammer - atk ac 16]
Tishe (sub MikeK) Wednesday November 16th, 2005 9:11:08 PM
Tishe' weaves her hands, voice, and a pinch of something in a complicated spell lasting for six seconds. She takes her time, and the packmates know she is conjuring once again.
Flea continues her inspirational song, while again firing a volley of Magic Missiles at R7. Again both act as if affected.
Grymash is in his element. As the two rapke approach, the barbarian unleashes a horrific blow upon R6. The axe rips the rapke's belly open and nearly severs its head. Confident that the creature is finished, Gry turns upon R5, and with three solid blows inflicts just as much damage on that animal as well.
Both rapke have received death blows. Both are pumping out blood and pieces of internal organs. The skin of both animals turns greyer, deader. But neither drop. Despite the fact the both rapke should be very dead, they continue to attack Grymash.
Three rapke charge Mac, and the taur has a ready answer for two. The minotaur's axe bites deeply into R3 and R4, spraying blood and eliciting squeals of agony from the rapke. Mac moves over a step, and then engages four rapkes at once. Only one of his blows actually finds a target. But it's a nasty one on R4, that rips the beast open.
However, just like with Grymash's opponents, the dead rapke won't get all the way dead. It continues to attack.
Jake stands up the to the charging R1, and responds with three well placed blows of his own. The rapke is shredded, and barely standing. But it hasn't turned the deadish grey of some of the others. And it keeps coming.
Anuk sends an arrow into R1. Its really on the brink now.
[Rapke 1- 6 are AC23]
Gilan drops a column of flame on R2 and R3. Both creatures dodge the brunt of the blast, but fire apparently works just fine.
Ciaran stays close to the druid's back.
Ulgren engulfs the wand toting R7 rider in a fireball. The rapke and his mount nimbly dance out of the path, and aren't even singed. The hooded cowl regards Ulgren for a moment, and then moves on.
Trellus also casts a spell at R7, but the rider easily avoids the Hammer.
Tishe casts a spell.
The three manfri shift, trying to form a wall on the right flank against an onslaught of bounders. Two strike out at B4 with small spears. Both connect.
Gilan, Trellus, Jake, Grymash, Anuk -- Int check DC 8 to remember Highlight to display spoiler: { last time, the dead kept fighting until drenched with water. Then the bloodflies finished them off. }
R1 attacks Jake. Although both claws miss, its rips into the half-elf with its teeth. Hit ac 32 for 17 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 4 DEX]
R2 attacks Mac. It misses with its bite, but both claws connect. [Hit ac 16, 24, 24 for 17 hp damage] R3 attacks Mac. It hits with its bite and a claw. [Hit ac21, 25, 18 for 27 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 10 DEX] R4 attacks Mac. It hits with one claw. [Hit ac14, 23, 13 for 5 hp damage]
R5 attacks Gry. It misses with all three attacks. R6 attacks Gry. It also misses with all three attacks.
B1 moves up and attacks Anuk. It misses with its bite [hit ac14] B2 also moves up and attacks Anuk. It also misses. [hit ac9]
B3 circles around the ranger, and eyes Tishe hungrily.
B4 attacks one of the manfri (m2). It nips the agile native.
B5 attacks another (m3). It also hits.
B6 gingerly circles around its fellow bounder, taking great pains not to step on the line where the sand pit ends and the Grass begins. It grins ferally at Flea.
B7 and B8 move behind the rapke line.
R7 rider decides he's got bigger problems than Ulgren. He points his wand at Grymash. Grymash -- Will Save DC15 or held
R8 rider apparently thinks the same thing. He casts a spell, unleashing a thunderclap of sound amidst the Bloodpack. Sound Burst - Gilan, Ciaran, Mac and Grymash -- lose 1 hp, Fort save DC16 or stunned 1 round.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste] d20+9=19 d8+10=13 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 11:46:36 PM
Sweating in the hot sun on the black sand and finishing a complicated spell, Tishe' whirls and points to the Bounder sizing her up. A golden glow forms and the Celestial Bison once again stands on the Sargrass Plains.
It snorts and attacks the bounder with tough horns. (AC 19 Dam 13)
The brown haired woman doesn't pause but moves into a different spell, this time using the powers of Mother Wold to spontaneously cast Summon Nature's Ally II over Hold Animal. Another set of complicated words and symbols weave in front of her.
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [60 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [50 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Celestial Bison [5 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Used Pearl of Power 1 charge Rod (extend) 3 charges
Mac [AC:1?, HP: -3/84] d20+10=23 d20+10=27 d100=30 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 11:59:46 PM
Mac collapses under the rapkes' attacks - nearly six-and-a-half thousand pounds of minotaur makes several sickening sounds smashing onto the sand.
Save vs Poison(23), Save vs Sonic Burst(27), Stabilisation Failed(-4 on GM next action)
Important DM NOTE - Mac feels his life force fading, but like the rapke he faces, the taur does not collapse. Please make your attacks.
Grymash (ac26, hp60/94, hp with rage76/110, fighting defensively, rage2, haste2, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+10=24 d20+16=27 d20+15=35 d20+15=33 d20+15=31 d20+10=16 2d6(2+4)+27=33 2d6(3+6)+27=36 2d6(5+6)+27=38 2d6(1+2)+27=30 d20+15=33 2d6(6+6)+27=39 Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:50:44 AM
(Will save: 24, pass. Fort save: 27, pass. While raging, Grymash cannot perform any action that require intelligence or concentration.)
Grymash steps 5-ft to the left, next to Mac and brings his blood-soaked axe into one of the rapkes (R4) that dropped his friend.
(Full Round Attacks. Fighting Defensive -4hit/+2ac. Powerattack -4hit/+8dam. HitAC: 35 crit threat, HitAC: 33 crit. HitAC: 31. HitAC: 16, miss. Crit Damage: 33+36+38=107 points of critcal damage. 2nd attack damage: 30 points of damage. If this is enough to drop R4, he will cleave into whatever is in reach. Same adjustments as above. HitAC: 33. Damage: 39 points of damage.)
(ooc: I dont believe I got two crits in a row. Gry's gonna die for sure!)
Mac [AC:23], HP:-4/84, Huge(15'x15', +15' Reach), Combat Reflexes: 3 AoO] d20+17=24 4d6(5+1+4+4)+15=29 d20+17=33 4d6(5+3+6+2)+15=31 d20+12=29 4d6(2+6+6+1)+15=30 d20+12=20 d20=5 Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:28:05 PM "Why are we... why are they not falling down?"
Mac breaks one of the white seals on his arm. White Seal of Armour +1 -- AC:24
(Full Attack Action. Target Order: R1, R2, R3, R4 Att(Haste) hits AC:24 for 29 damage. Att(1) hits AC:33 for 33 damage. Att(2) hits AC:29 for 30 damage. Att(Horn) misses at AC:20 Potential Cleave misses with a best result of AC:22 off Att(Haste or 1) or AC:17 off Att(2)
Gilan[HP: 66/67 - AC: 26][endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+9=11 d20+9=22 d20+11=26 d20+2=8 d20+13=22 d8+8=11 d20+17=28 Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:51:44 PM
Gilan realizes from thier earlier battle that the problem is water...they need water to send these dead ones to thier final rest. "Water the gray ones and they will die for good." He then begins another song to the Wold Mother with a smile upon his face. As he finishes the spell he sends a deluge of water cascading down the line of rapke in front of Mac and Grymash. "Beware the water guys." His placement has to be just right as he does not want to catch anyone else in it...especially Mac. He gives Ciaran a signal and mouths the word protect as he indicates Tishe'.
Ciaran is a ball of furry as he launches himself in that direction and the rapke that is eyeing her. He slams into it from the side with all the might he can muster.
Anuk [AC 21 (22vsB2-dodge), HP 43/43] d20+1=21 d20+15=16 d20+10=26 d8+8=11 Thursday November 17th, 2005 3:10:32 PM
Hoping that Jake can end the fight with his rapke on his own, Anuk turns his attention to the bounders that have come at him. He backs quickly away from them (5' step to square directly on Anuk's right on the map) and fires away. The first arrow is intended for B2 but again goes awry. "C'mere, piggie," he mutters to himself as he launches the second arrow. It's planted deep into the creature with a damp thud.
Seeing the bloody but still-fighting rapke, Anuk remembers how this fight had to end last time(int 21 - ah...there's where my nat 20 went). "Water!!" he yells "Soak 'em in water and let the bugs finish them off!" At the sight of the mangled minotaur he adds, "But keep it away from Mac!!!"
Attack 1: hits AC16 (another nat 1. Gry, I think you're taking all my luck ;-) Attack 2: hits AC 26 for 11 pts
Bonuses and stuff: Attack = +15/+10 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery) Dmg = +8 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +4 dmg fighting rapke/bounders (Favored Enemy)) Precise Shot - can shoot into melee w/o penalty
ooc: Don't have my rules with me today and can't remember if Anuk can take a 5' step and get two shots off. If not, he has the rapid shot feat and can take the shots with a -2 to hit penalty. The effects of each shot should still be the same.
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(3/8), Spt Wpn(2/8)] d20+2=5 4d8(1+4+7+4)+7=23 d8=2 d20+14=28 d20+9=28 d8+2=3 d8+2=5 Thursday November 17th, 2005 4:18:17 PM
Trellus' head swivels between the bounders on his right, and the ripped up Mac on his left. He's so busy trying to decide what to do that the question of why some of the rapke are still up doesn't even register. [Int 5]
Mac first, he decides. Those manfri always surprise, and he hopes they can again.
The cleric pulls out his CCW wand while crossing to Mac, and he quickly taps the taur. [Healed Mac for 24 hp]
Meanwhile, Domi's Hammer takes another shot at R7. [hit ac 28 for 3 hp damage hit ac 28 for 5 hp damage]
'Tho sweet are the tears that from tenderness fall; 'tho sweet are our friends our friendships, our hopes, our affections, Revenge on a tyrant is sweetest of all!
Flea turns her back on the strange dark cloaked rider and the mount to face the beasts attacking the party's flank. She shoots her wand at point-blank range. There is a moment of panic as the wand sputters before it engages (UMD=13, fail, burned a hero point, UMD=28) then the missiles plow into the creature nearest her (14 pts dmg to B6). Flea take a steps back 5 ft.
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (3 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste d20+8=15 d20+8=25 4d6(3+2+3+4)=12 4d6(1+5+3+1)=10 Thursday November 17th, 2005 9:17:08 PM
Ulgren scowls as his fireball does no damage to the Rapke riding Baron and like his counterpart the drow turns his attention to more pressing foes. Ulgren cast Scorching Ray at B2 hitting Ranged Touch attack of 15 and 25 for 12 and 10 damage.
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(6 rounds)
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] d3=3 d20+9=25 d8+10=15 d20+4=12 d20+4=19 d20+4=13 d6+2=4 d6+2=4 d6+2=7 Thursday November 17th, 2005 9:55:19 PM
[OOC: Again, posting before my turn for reasons of computer availability]
The druidic conjuration completed, a small green flash happens near Anuk and three wolves appear and all attack the nearest Bounder. (AC 12 for 4 damage, AC 19 for 4 damage, AC 13 for 7 damage)
The Celestial Bison continues its attack on the Bounder in front of it. (AC 25 D 15)
And Tishe' launches into another spell, augmenting her conjurations with all her skill, she calls on her arcane magics to once again bring forth allies to battle against the destroyers of the land.
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [48 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [4 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Augmented Wolves [3 rounds] AC 14 HP 15/15; 15/15; 15/15 A +4 D d6+2
Jake (AC 28, d20+7=18 d20+2=9 Friday November 18th, 2005 2:15:26 AM
Jake fends off the scrabbling claws with his shield, but as he's darting to the side the thing lunges forward and takes a big chomp into his shoulder. He yelps in pain and lurches out of its grip, ignoring the stinging pain. "Water, yeah, that's it.." Jake realizes thet hing before him still isn't quite at the stage where water would be useful, but figures that if he can't kill it this round, he might as well drench it first. He reaches for his water, and then groans. It's gone!! Instead, all he has is... well...
"NOOooooooooooooo!" He screams in utter pain. For, he has to make the ultimate sacrifice. And it had better work. With a groan of agony, he uncorks the wineskin and sprays the monster before him with it.
DM MikeK Friday November 18th, 2005 8:15:24 AM
Will get in my post tonight, promise.
Kall'a'tek - rd 3 (DM MikeK) d20+10=27 d20+5=9 d20+10=30 d20+10=19 d20+5=24 d20+5=8 d20+10=24 d6+4=7 d6+4=8 d6+4=5 d6+4=7 d6+4=5 d20+12=27 d20+7=8 d20+7=8 d20+12=29 d20+7=21 d20+7=8 d20+12=20 d20+7=17 d20+7=12 d20+12=26 d20+7=26 d20+7=15 d20+8=18 d20+8=27 d20+6=17 d20+6=9 d20+8=28 d20+8=13 d20+6=13 d20+6=24 d20+8=19 d20+6=11 d20+6=26 d20+6=26 d20+8=19 d20+8=11 d20+6=15 d20+6=11 d20+8=19 d20+6=14 d20+6=7 2d8(8+6)+9=23 2d8(7+5)+9=21 2d8(5+3)=8 2d6(6+1)=7 2d6(2+2)=4 2d6(1+1)=2 2d8(1+7)+9=17 d6+3=7 d12+5=11 d6+5=6 d12+5=11 d6+5=11 d6+5=9 Sunday November 20th, 2005 9:55:21 PM
Tishe brings up a summoned bison between herself and the startled bounder. Her new ally thunders into B3, striking it soundly. The sorceress immediately begins summoning another helper.
Bounders are AC 17
Mac feels the tearing fangs and claws of the rapke and wonders aloud why he hasn't collapsed. Seeing the even more grievous wounds of his foes, he wonders aloud why they haven't collapsed. All this wondering doesn't stop the fighter from dealing out some more punishment. He rips open R1, severely damages R2, and gores R3.
R1 takes on that grayish, deadish color.
Mac, quite noticeably, has NOT changed color. He's only been shredded and is bleeding from multiple wounds. The taur feels a pulling sensation as if he should be unconscious. However, upon the arrival of Trellus and the healing wand, even that sensation is gone.
With a roar, Grymash falls upon R4. The rapke, already grey in color and severely damaged by Mac's earlier blows, doesn't look any better after the barbarian's hack and slash job. But the creature still stands.
Gilan has the answer to Mac's query. Water. The druid casts a create water spell, aiming it at R5 and R6 in an effort to avoid the minotaur. However, he can only cover enough area to coat R5.
The water hits the rapke, and it screams in terror. Half a heartbeat later, the very ground boils as millions of bloodflies erupt from the earth. Millions more descend from the Grass surrounding the sand arena. All converge on the hapless rapke, who's shrieks rise and then subside. Within the span of two breaths, R5 is nothing but stripped bone. [Create Water -- volume is halved on the Sargass, so Gilan creates 8 gallons. Per the spell, 8 gals occupies one cubic foot and the caster can expand to an area three times as large -- I'm calling that three square feet. Therefore, one rapke]
At the druid's command, Ciaran races around the newly created bison and strikes B3 in one of its massive legs. Totally unprepared for this type of attack, the bounder falls to the ground with a thump. It growls with frustration.
Anuk backs up a step and lets fly two arrows from his bow. One strikes home. Neither of the bounders seems all that concerned, though.
Flea continues to sing, and steps back from the bounders facing her. The gritty gnome sends a volley of Magic Missiles into B6. It yelps in pain, and gives her a menacing glare.
Ulgren turns to his left, and sends two rays at B2. One ray overshoots, but the other slams into the creatures chest with a hiss.
Jake sorrowfully pulls out a wineskin, and sprays it on R1. The brave half-elf's sacrifice is not in vain, as bloodflies like wine. The rapke goes down screeching in agony under an insect assault. It too, is quickly and messily devoured.
Two manfri continue to attack B4, while the third strikes at B5 before stepping backward to form a line with Flea. B4 doesn't have much left, but the other bounder isn't hurt very badly.
R2 attacks Mac. It hits with its bite. [ac 27, 8, 8 for 23 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 7 DEX]
R3 attacks Mac. It hits with its bite. [ac 29, 21, 8 for 21 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 4 DEX]
R4 attacks Mac. It misses. [ac 20, 17, 12]
R6 takes a 5' step and attacks Gry. It hits with its bite and a claw. [ac 26, 26, 15 for 24 hp damage + poison [Fort DC 13 or lose 2 DEX]
B7 steps into the spot horribly vacated by one of the rapke, and also attacks Gry. Its bite misses. [ac 18]
B1 attacks Anuk. Its bite hits. [ac 27, 17, 9 for 11 hp damage] B2 attacks Anuk. It hits with both a bite attack and one claw. [ac nat20-ac13 for the crit threat, 13, 24 for 17 hp damage]
B3 tries to get up (AoO by the bison and the wolf).
B4 attacks one of the manfri (m2) [19, 11, crit for 20 hp damage.] B8 moves up and attacks as well. [19]
B5 attacks another (m3) [11, 15, 11]
B6 attacks Flea. It misses. [19, 14, nat 1]
R7 rider continues to worry mostly about the half-orc. He again points his wand at Grymash. [Grymash -- Will Save DC15 or held]
R8 moves up a few paces, awaiting the next opening. Its rider unlimbers a shortbow.
Jake (AC 28, hp 40/57, haste, prayer, bard song) d20+9=29 d20+9=29 d10+13=16 d10+5=11 d6=1 d6=5 d6=2 Monday November 21st, 2005 12:00:51 PM
Jake watches the rapke go down, sizzling... in his mind he sees it yelling, like some crazy old witch, 'I'm melting! Melting! What a world...' But he quickly turns his attention to all the other opponents. He yells over his shoulder to the spellcasters, "Some water up here!" Then he darts forward in a blur, only able to move so fast thanks to that handy haste spell and skirts around the second bounder, and closes in it. "Anuk, let's double team these dirtsuckers!" he yells out. (I provoke an AoO from B2, but I'm going to be attacking it from behind, flanking it with Anuk, and trying to sneak attack it.) (Power attack, -5, flanking +2, bard song +2, sneak attack: My god...natural 20 crit, Confirmed crit natural 20 again. Wow!!) He moves in behind it, ignoring anything it might throw at him, and jumps high up into the air, yelling. Somehow, he half-somersaults, twirling and throwing even more force into the blow, and brings the sword down, all the way up to the hilt into the rapke. He almost cleaves it in two. (Did 16 + (crit) 11 damage + 1 (freezing) + 7 (sneak attack) = 35 damage in one hit.)
Gilan[HP: 66/67 - AC: 26][endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+16=23 d8+11=19 d20+17=25 d20+12=28 d8+19=23 d8+7=12 d20+20=21 d20+12=20 Monday November 21st, 2005 2:48:25 PM
Gilan digs out a pair of waterskins from his pack and then ponders how many more have water in them. He moves up to get close enough to one of the rapke that Gry is fighting and then lets lose with a spray of water, emptying the waterskin.
Ciaran lashes out at the bounder as it tries to stand, teeth looking for tendons or anything vital. He then snaps his teeth in another two times at the rapke and prepares to trip it up again with the bison's help.
Gilan has 5 waterskins but not sure if all of them would be full. How many of them would be full of water?
Mac [AC:24], HP:-24/84, Huge(15'x15', +15' Reach), CR: 3AoO d20+10=23 d20+10=14 d20+17=28 4d6(1+1+2+3)+15=22 d20+17=19 d20+12=23 4d6(6+4+6+5)+15=36 d20+12=29 2d6(6+3)+13=22 d20=7 4d6(1+4+1+5)+15=26 Monday November 21st, 2005 3:50:00 PM
Mac winces as the rapke bites tear into him, but somehow his body again fights off the venom. [Fort Checks 23 & 14 vs 13]
OOC: Now maybe he is seeming somewhat grey?
Mac turns and weilds axe at the rapke again.
Full Attack Action. Target Order: R2 'til it turns grey, then R3 Att(Haste) hits AC:28 for 22 damage. Att(1) misses AC:19. Att(2) just hits AC:23 for 36 damage. Att(Horn) hits AC:29 for 22 damage.
Potential Cleave only successful if following up from Att(Haste) hitting AC:24 for 26 damage.
Anuk [AC 21 (22vsB1-dodge), HP 15/43] Monday November 21st, 2005 6:45:59 PM "AIIGGGHHH!!" The bounder's teeth tear into Anuk's arm as he throws it up for protection, ripping out some of the flesh in the process. The force of the bite causes Anuk to drop his bow. He backs up another five feet from the bounders to give Jake room to get behind B2. "Doubleteam 'em...you got it, Jake!" he responds to his friend's request.
While the elf drives his spectacular blow into the creature, Anuk grabs his water and uncorks it. "Watch out, Jake!" he calls out, then sloshes water at the creature (B2) after making certain that Jake is clear. When that's done he draws his sword.
"C'mere piggie piggie," he says to B1 with a gleam in his eye.
Flea (AC 19, 53 HP, Bardic Music) d20+12=28 4d4(4+4+3+1)+1=13 Monday November 21st, 2005 6:47:21 PM
Flea blanches at the close call, and her voice quavers a little, but she doesn't abandon those who hold the party's flank. (OOC: Sure hope those manfri are counting their bonuses from Flea's Bardic Music!)
Our love of this land is deeper than the deeps of the sea, Yet we will cast it all away rather than submit. What should be shall be.
Fire flashes from the wand as it engages (UMD=28), and the missiles plow into the bounder in front of her (Hit B5 for 13 dmg.)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (4 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste d20+8=26 d20+7=24 d4=4 Monday November 21st, 2005 8:19:53 PM
Ulgren drops his backpack to the ground and looks at Gilan. "Theres two full waterskins in there." Ulgren then turns back to the battle and eyeing the wand weilding baron raises his right hand. The drow points his finger at the baron and a cackling ray of negative energy reaches out and strikes the baron,(Ranged Touch Attack 26, SR 24, no save) for 4 negative levels. Ulgren smiles slightly and watches the others.
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(5 rounds)
Grymash (ac26, hp36/94, hp with rage52/110, fighting defensively, rage3, haste3, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+16=31 d20+10=16 d20+15=32 d20+15=22 d20+10=17 2d6(6+6)+27=39 2d6(6+4)+27=37 2d6(6+1)+27=34 d20+15=16 Monday November 21st, 2005 9:11:59 PM
(Fort save 31 vs. poison. Will save 16 vs. hold person.)
Grymash steps forward and unleashes his axe upon the bounder that bit him. Grymash may not have as many teeth as the bounder, but the size of his axe certainly makes up for it.
(Full Round Attacks on B7. Fighting Defensive -4hit/+2ac. Powerattack -4hit/+8dam. HitAC: 32, 22, 17. Damage: 39+37+34=110. Gry will cleave into any others still moving. HitAC 16. miss.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] d3=2 d20+4=19 d20+4=16 d6+2=7 d20+9=14 d20+9=29 d8+10=12 d20+1=5 d20+7=17 Monday November 21st, 2005 10:22:07 PM
[OOC: Again, posting before my turn for reasons of computer availability, and knowing what I know now, I'll change my post, thank you :)]
The druidic conjuration completed, a small green flash happens near Flea to strengthen that flank and two wolves appear and both attack the nearest Bounder. (AC 19 for 7 damage, AC 16 miss) One bites a leg and tries to drag the monster down (trip 5)
The Celestial Bison misses the bounder as it rises, but strikes its scaley hide soundly on another go. (AC 29 D 14)
As Tishe' looks around at her animals and the battle, a dry, scaley nose pokes her in the side. Wart looks at his mistress and her eyes harden. "Bringing out a bow you say? Good job, Wart!" The brown-haired woman looks up and sees Ulgren's ray strike the Baron. "What say we slow down the other one?" She guages the distance and chooses a spell. Her hands weave in front of her eyes as she sprinkles a bit of powder that glitters, and then a column of glittery dust strikes the other Baron and his mount, getting into eyes and making it impossible to see! (Glitterdust, Will Save DC 17 or blind for 5 rounds [10+INT 4+ SPL 2+ Conjuration 1])
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [48 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [4 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
2 Augmented Wolves [3 rounds] AC 14 HP 15/15; 15/15; 15/15 A +4 D d6+2
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(4/8), Spt Wpn(3/8)] 4d8(3+7+2+2)+7=21 d20+14=28 d20+9=20 d8+2=9 d8+2=10 Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 8:51:36 PM
Trellus' mouth sets in a grim line as Mac is ripped again.
"Stay away from those two treadles," he tells the minotaur as he points to the two riders. "They'll have water."
Mac can no longer be helped, so the blond man rushes over to see if he can keep Anuk from joining Mac.
[CCW wand - 21 hp healed on Anuk]
Meanwhile, Domi's Hammer takes a couple more swings at the rider of R7. [atk ac 28 for 9 hp damage atk ac 20 for 10 hp damage]
Kall'a'tek - rd 4 (DM MikeK) d20+8=11 d20+6=20 d20+10=14 d20+4=15 d20+10=23 d20+4=17 d6+4=9 d6+4=7 d20+13=16 d20+7=22 d20+7=8 d20+13=16 d20+7=9 d20+7=14 d20+13=20 d20+7=22 d20+7=13 d20+8=9 d20+6=7 d20+6=17 d20+8=28 d20+8=27 d20+6=8 d20+6=13 d20+8=23 d20+6=15 d20+6=22 d20+8=13 d20+6=16 d20+6=13 d20+9=24 d20+7=22 d20+7=20 d20+9=27 d20+7=27 d20+7=21 d20+7=25 d20+9=22 d20+7=8 d20+7=17 d12+5=10 d12+5=12 d12+6=14 d6+6=10 d12+6=15 d6+6=12 d6+6=7 d6+6=8 d12+6=13 d6+6=11 d20+9=25 d20+9=27 d6+2=5 d6=6 Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 10:13:02 PM
Jake races around the bounder (B2). The frog like creature snaps at him as he circles (failing to connect), and turns to face the more critical threat of the half elf. [Anuk hasn't moved to melee and is outside of his own melee range. Therefore he's not threatening B2. Therefore Jake cannot flank or sneak attack. Course with two 20s it doesn't matter much]
Jake slices a large opening across the bounder, but not enough to get that glazed dead look he's seeking.
Gilan moves around Grymash and sprays R6 with a waterskin. The effect is immediate, as the rapke goes down under a cloud of bloodflies. [I believe everyone filled up their intact waterskins from Grymash's barrel]
Ciaran rips at B3 while the bounder rises, and then slashes twice more. The wolf is unable to knock the bounder back down. However the frog like creature turns grey and dead looking. Another one awaiting water.
With the last few blows of the rapke, Mac feels very, very odd. Its as if some part of him is gone. He knows he should be dead, his wounds are too severe. And part of him feels dead, detached. And yet he fights on. The warrior's first three blows are enough to "kill" his initial target. His last blow does the same to his next target.
Anuk drops his bow, pulls out a waterskin and sloshes it onto B2. But the bloodflies do not swarm the bounder. It is still alive, and still attacking. [Anuk cannot draw his sword this round unless he's got the Quick Draw feat-- he's out of actions]
Flea keeps singing and again fires magic missiles at the oncoming bounder. It grimaces, and then advances.
Ulgren drops his backpack to the sandy floor, and informs everyone that two waterskins are attached to it. The drow then sends of ray of black into the chest of the R7 rider. Rider and rapke screech in agony. The cowl falls back from the human rider. His skin is white as he gasps for breath.
Grymash takes a step forward and unleashes a torrent of blows on the bounder before him. Its skin and eyes turn deadish gray under the barbarian's assault.
Two wolves appear next to Flea and attack B6. They fail to bring the bounder down, but they succeed in getting its full attention.
The bison slams the still standing B3 again.
Tishe casts a spell at R8 rider. The figure shakes his head, and looks at Tishe a moment, before continuing to raise his bow. While he's glowing, neither he nor the rapke he rides appear blinded.
Trellus races over to Anuk and heals the ranger. His Hammer strikes R7 rider once.
Two manfri continue to attack B4. Under their combined attacks, the bounder becomes quasi-dead. The third manfri quickly moves in with a water canister. Soon the bounder has dissolved under a cloud of bloodflies.
Despite the fact that he's "dead", R2 and R3 continue to attack Mac. Neither of them connect. [R2 hits ac 16, 22, 8] [R3 hits ac 16, 9, 14]
R4 attacks Gry. It misses. [hits ac 20, 22, 13] B7 attacks Gry. It also misses. [hits ac 9, 7, 17]
B1 attacks Anuk. It doesn't miss. The bounder teeth sink deeply into the ranger's body. [crit threat-27 crit confirmed, 8, 13 for 27 hp damage]
B2 attacks Jake. It doesn't get close. [hits ac 23, 15, 22]
B3 attacks Ciaran. It also misses. [hits ac 13, 16, 13]
B8 attacks one of the manfri (m1). It connects with a bite and a claw. [hits ac 24, 22, 20 for 24 hp damage]
B5 attacks Flea. The bounder mauls the poor gnome badly, ripping her with teeth and claws. [hits ac 27, crit threat-21 confirmed, 25 for 51 hp damage]
B6 attacks a wolf (w1). It rips the summoned creature to pieces and turns to its companion. [hits ac 22, 8 , 17 for 24 hp damage]
R8 rider calls out, "The Taur!" He shoots two arrows at Grymash. One bounces off the half-orc's armor. The second piereces it and sends a burst of electricity into him. [hit ac 25, 27 for 5 hp + 6 hp electrical damage. Total 11 hp damage]
R7 rider looks at Ulgren with venom in his eyes. "I can't!" he tells his fellow baron. The rider again works his wand, this time at Jake. [Jake -- Will save DC15 or held]
R8 rider mutters something, and allows his shortbow to fall to the earth, thus freeing his hands for his next action.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] d20+4=23 d8+2=10 d6+2=6 d20+9=14 Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 10:48:05 PM
Too many targets, and Tishe' must take some down. "Ulgen, don't let the Barons spray anyone with water!" Don't die on me, she thinks fiercely at Machastai, not again.
But water is just what is needed here and the woman takes a waterskin and sprays the Bounder on her Bison to take it out of the fight. "Charge the other flank!" she orders the bison in Celestial.
The remaining conjured wolf ignores the destruction of his companion and continues to harry B6 (AC 23 for 6 points of damage) [d8 was mistake]
The Celestial Bison doesn't answer but wheels and charges B5, his hooves churning the turf, it strikes to smite the evil in front of it, but misses.
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [47 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [3 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Augmented Wolf [2 rounds] AC 14 HP 15/15; 15/15; 15/15 A +4 D d6+2
Gilan[HP: 66/67 - AC: 26][endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+17=31 d20+12=29 d8+11=14 d8+7=15 d20+20=38 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 1:59:34 AM
Gilan pulls another waterskin out of his haversack and sprays the contents upon either the rapke or bounder bothering Gry. He mentally goes over how many skins he has left to work with as he shakes his head.
Ciaran growls as he avoids the attack that is launched at him. He answers in kind to the bounder, his teeth attempting to find nice spots to get ahold.
Mac [AC:23], HP:-24/84, Huge(15'x15', +15' Reach) Speed:60', CR: 3AoO d4=1 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 11:30:02 AM
Mac breaks the White Seal of Images (Break the Seal and be affected by the spell Mirror Image for three rounds - d4=1 image), takes a 5' diagonal step backwards (towards Ulgren), and both images drop an axe and draw a bow.
OOC: Not understanding the importance of the water before the Kall'A'Tek, Mac left his one full waterskin is in his backpack - outside the circle
Jake (AC 28, hp 40/57) d20+3=12 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 12:53:09 PM
Jake feels his body hardening, as though everything's becoming extremely heavy... Sooo heavy he can't lift his limbs, which suddenly feel deadened. He opens his mouth to complain, but even that..his lips must weigh 200 pounds! He thinks about ducking, but that's when all logic escapes his mind, for even going down seems to take too much effort. Finally, he realizes what musta happened. He must be magicked or something. Jake stands there, paralyzed, somewhat helpless. (Yikes!)
Anuk [AC 21 (22vsB2-dodge), HP 18/52] d20+10=26 d8+7=8 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 2:48:18 PM ooc: had forgotten to list Anuk's new hp properly...his total is 52, not 43 as I had been listing. The hp count above is correct. Sorry 'bout getting the actions wrong last time...I was thinking of the dropped sword as having been knocked away, so I didn't count it as an action.
"Thanks Trel...ow!!" No sooner does Anuk feel the healing touch of Trellus' wand than another fierce bite from the bounder tears into him (sheesh...he gets crits on me two rounds in a row?! Ouch.)
Anuk's sword is drawn and he slashes into the creature (B2), hoping it's enough to draw in the bloodflies to the already wet beast.
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(5/8), Spt Wpn(4/8)] 4d8(8+5+4+2)+7=26 d20+14=31 d20+9=24 d8+3=4 d8+3=7 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 3:18:30 PM Light. Mac's 'dead', Jake's paralyzed, and Gry, Anuk, and now Flea are getting shredded. It's been worse before, but Trellus can't remember when.
"Flea, get out of there! You dudes (the manfri)! Spray some water on some of these treadles!"
Trellus taps Anuk again, and hopes Ulgren can do something about that other rider. [Heal 26 hp on Anuk]
Domi's Hammer keeps swinging at R7 rider [atk ac 31 for 4 hp atk ac 24 for 7 hp]
Flea (AC 19, 10/53 HP, Bardic Music) d8+1=8 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 6:53:44 PM
The gnome staggers under the attack from the fierce creature. She stops singing, but the magic of her song still hangs in the air.* Stepping backwards, she taps herself with the wand held in her left hand. (CLW for 8 HP restored).
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (4 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (4 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter. (P. 29 PHB)
Grymash (ac24, hp31/94, hp with rage47/110, fighting defensively, rage4, haste4, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+17=36 2d6(6+6)+33=45 d20+17=30 2d6(1+1)+33=35 Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 8:18:40 PM
(Gry's armor gives him Electricity Resistance 10. Meaning he's resistent to the first 10 points of electric damage. Since it was only 6 points of electrical damage, he takes none.)
The arrow is all that was need to get Grymash's attention. The half-orc hastedly steps around the bounder in front of him and answers the baron's attack with his own. Streams of blood and spit sprays forward as the barbarian roars while in his feral rage. Madness set aflame with the white-hot intensity of a thousand suns.
(Attacking the baron. Powerattack -7hit/+14dam. HitAC: 36, almost a crit, darn! Damage: 45 points of damage. If thats enough to drop the baron, then Gry will cleave into the rapke he's riding. HitAC: 30. Damage: 35 points of damage.)
Tishe pulls out her waterskin and moves up to squirt it on B3. [Can attack next round]
The bison ignores her command and continues to attack B3. It misses.
The wolf attacks B6, biting it again.
Gilan takes a step forward and soaks down B7. The bounder is soon reduced to dust.
Ciaran continues to rip into the 'ought to be dead B3'. More importantly, the wolf again succeeds in pulling the bounder off its feet.
Mac activates a Seal. Now there are two enormous, grey skinned minotaurs. They both drop their axes and draw their bows.
Jake is held. The half-elf is not happy about it.
Anuk slashes at B2. The bounder's skin starts to turn color, but doesn't get very far, as its already been soaked down. The bloodflies quickly descend upon it.
Flea steps away from the bounders, pulls out another wand, and heals herself.
With the bounder disintegrating in front of him, Grymash sees nothing but the baron who just shot him with an arrow. The enraged barbarian leaps forward, drawing an attack from the nearby R4. The Rapke rips a very large hole in the half-orc. [R4 AoO - nat 20, 26 on crit threat Gry - 40 hp damage] Still, Grymash ignores the damage and rips into the baron with two strokes of his huge axe. Both baron and rapke scream in pain. But neither has yet been brought to the point of "semi-deadness". Hero point to Grymash
In response to Trellus' call, the elder manfri on the rocks above barks a command. M3 sprints over behind Gilan and Grymash and soaks down R4. The rapke quickly dissolves.
The other two manfri have bounders to contend with. M1 attacks B8 - he misses twice. M2 attacks B6 - he punches a couple large holes in the bounder, causing it to bellow in rage and pain.
R2 moves forward and attacks the illusionary Mac. With one powerful swipe of a claw, the phantom disappears. R3 attacks Mac. It hits with its bite. [ac 25, 15, 18 for 23 hp damage]
B1 attacks Anuk. The bounder is in the zone as it rips into the ranger. [ac 23, 24, 24 for 27 hp damage.]
B3 tries to get back up.
B8 attacks m1. It hits with a claw. [ac 13, 8, 23]
B5 attacks m2. It hits twice with its claws. [ac 13, 27, 25]
B6 attacks the other wolf (w2). It rips that one to shreds as well, and looks hungrily at Flea. [ac 15, 25, 11 for 22 hp damage]
R8 rider draws a longsword and hacks at Grymash. He misses (ac21). R8 attacks Grymash. It also misses. [ac 17, 20, 20]
R7 swiftly launches itself at Jake. [Hit ac 23 for 23 hp damage - not sure if that hit, Jake loses all Dex bonuses to AC] Its rider puts away his wand and pulls out a waterskin.
Jake (AC 26, hp 40/57) Thursday November 24th, 2005 2:27:50 PM
The rapke's claws scrabble on the incredibly tough full plate, and Jake is saved from more ravaging while paralyzed. He grins inwardly, though his face remains the same battle-hard expression. Yowza! (Held 2nd round)
Gilan[HP: 73/73 - AC: 21][wildshape: polar bear, endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+10=11 d20+10=29 d20=6 d20+17=24 d8+11=16 d20+20=35 Thursday November 24th, 2005 7:38:17 PM
Gilan cannot hear anything order wise on the battlefield but he does spot the rider pulling water near Jake. His face changes to one of complete rage, much like Gry when he is raging. He turns and charges in the direction of the rider, his form rippling as he moves. Soon there is a large polar bear nearing the rider roaring in rage at the rider.
Ciaran looks to the downed rapke and then to the one that is still standing and leering at Flea. He makes a decision that his brother would agree with. He charges the newest danger, throwing himself at it with savage furry.
Gilan has a +4 to AC when moving into and out of threat ranges.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] d20+9=24 d8+10=15 Thursday November 24th, 2005 9:32:26 PM
Tishe' sprays the 'dead' Bounder with the contents of her waterskin and sees Ciaran speed off to help the other flank. "The Wolf should help Flea, Bison get the treadle on Anuk!"
The woman then takes off her second waterskin from around her shoulder and moves to help Jake and Anuk.
The Celestial Bison snorts a challenge at the nearest Bounder and plows its great head into the beast (AC 24, HP 15)
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [47 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [2 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Mac [AC:21], HP:-47/84, Huge(15'x15', +15' Reach) Speed:60' d20+11=23 2d6(2+2)+4=8 d20+11=13 2d6(3+1)+4=8 d20+6=11 2d6(6+5)+4=15 Sunday November 27th, 2005 5:47:22 AM
Mac looks to see what support is coming for Jake in his held state - none it seems. He focusses on the combined mass of the rapke and it's rider, then just the baron, then the waterskin(?) he has drawn - for he knows he can't stop the rapke or the baron with an arrow, but one good shot will render the waterskin useless. Besides, a miss might still strike the baron or the rapke!
Attack hits AC:23 for 8 damage. Attack hits AC:13 for 8 damage (who am I kidding?!?) Attack hits AC:11 for 15 damage (as above)
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste Sunday November 27th, 2005 10:50:00 AM
Ulgren looks around him for the most urgent of his companions and spot Jake standing immobile infront of the rapke riding Baron and Ulgren reacts. The drow moves quickly to his left to stand 10 feet forward of Trellus and 15 feet to the left of Mac. Ulgren then casts a spell of desperation. Ulgren raises his hands then drops them to his side and a cottage drops on R7. (Cast Leomunds Secure Shelter) "Hopefully that will slow him down a minute or two!" Ulgren says over his shoulder to Trellus. If he doesnt move I will try and help Gry next!"
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(3 rounds)
ooc: Sorry about missing a post this week at work we had an offender die and it takes quite a bit of paperwork to deal with it.
Flea (AC 19, 53 HP, Bardic Music) d20+12=21 4d4(2+1+1+4)+1=9 Sunday November 27th, 2005 11:19:05 AM
Weilding a wand in each hand, Flea points the one in her right hand at the beast on her far right (R6) and tiggers it once again (UMD=21) and the balls of energy plow into the creature (9 dmg from Magic Missile). Taking another step back the gnome's eyes rove back and forth over the rapke on the party's flank trying to assess their status.
From the corner of her eye she can see that water seems to do the trick, however the rogue hasn't any.
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (5 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter (3 more rounds). (P. 29 PHB)
Grymash (ac26, hp-9/94, hp with rage07/110, fighting defensively, rage5, haste5, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+15=28 d20+15=16 d20+15=26 d20+10=22 2d6(2+3)+27=32 2d6(4+6)+27=37 2d6(3+3)+27=33 d20+15=31 2d6(5+3)+27=35 Sunday November 27th, 2005 5:17:51 PM
Grymash looks to be near death. Only his rage allows him to continue living. With every last bit of strength, Grymash continues to hack into the baron and his rapke mount.
(Attacking Baron and rapke. fighting defensively. powerattack. HitAC: 28. HitAC: 16, hero point: 26. HitAC: 22. Damage: 32+37+33=102. If this drops the baron, Gry will cleave into the rapke. HitAC: 31. Damage: 35. If they take more than 50 points of damage, they must make Fort Save DC 15 or die instantly from massive damage.)
Anuk [AC 23 - fighting defensively (24vsB1-dodge), HP 17/52] d20+6=18 d20+1=5 d8+7=10 d20+1=13 Sunday November 27th, 2005 9:44:48 PM
Anuk Grunts in thanks to Trellus for yet another healing and turns on the second bounder (b1). Once again he feels the pain of the claws and teeth, but he pushes through that to attack the creature, though taking more care this time to guard against its onslaught.
Atk 1: hits ac18 for 10pts Atk 2: hits ac 5, spend hero pointt hits ac 13
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] Sunday November 27th, 2005 10:38:30 PM
[OOC Second Post]
"Not enough water, not enough water", the young woman mumbles to herself, desperately getting her last skin out to spray. Through the red ruby embedded in her chest, she 'feels' Mac is dead and Anuk, Grymash, Jake, and Flea are all one bite away from joining him. They MUST reduce the rapke quickly!
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [47 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [2 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(5/8), Spt Wpn(4/8)] d20+14=19 d20+9=21 d8+3=8 Monday November 28th, 2005 11:30:11 AM
Trellus can feel the Bloodpack getting shredded. He can't cure them fast enough.
The blond man looks over at Grymash's devastating attack on the Baron and his mount, and makes a decision.
If the treadles can't use water, it shouldn't matter how cut up his packmates get. And only two of these dudes got hands.
Trellus moves to the spot vacated by Mac, and casts a Create Water spell. The cleric drops it on R8 rider as far out as he can.
Hopefully, Gry's last attack cut the dude's thread. Hopefully, Gry won't get wet. Hopefully......
Domi's Hammer takes a couple more swings at R7? [ac 19 and 21 for 8 hp damage]
Kall'a'tek - rd6 (DM MikeK) d20+13=19 d20+13=22 d20+5=8 5d6(5+6+2+5+2)=20 d20+12=15 d20+7=20 d6+4=6 d20+12=28 d20+7=23 d6+4=7 d6+4=8 d20+13=26 d20+7=8 d20+7=14 2d8(3+6)+9=18 d20+8=19 d20+6=9 d20+6=21 d20+8=26 d20+6=10 d20+6=16 d20+8=22 d20+6=24 d20+6=14 d20+8=20 d12+5=6 d6+5=9 d12+5=16 d12+5=6 d6+5=8 Monday November 28th, 2005 8:57:05 PM
Jake hears the screech of claw on armor, but is miraculously unscratched. Unfortunately, he can't move to fend off the next attack.
His packmates race to the rescue.
Gilan races in between Mac and the two rapke, changing form as he moves. For his efforts, both creatures take bites at him. Neither is able to connect.
Meanwhile, Ciaran races across the sand and slashes into B6. Upended by the wolf, the bounder crashes to the floor.
Tishe sprays the contents of her waterskin on B3. The bounder is quickly covered and consumed by bloodflies. The girl moves toward B1 while pulling out another waterskin. The bison launches itself at B1 as well, slamming into it with a resounding thud.
Taking another step backward to avoid the claws of the rapke in front of him, Mac launches three arrows at R7's waterskin. He doesn't come close. He does manage to hit R7 once.
Ulgren crosses toward Jake as well, and tries to drop a building on top of R7. The drow is quite satisfied to see a look of pure confusion cross the Baron's face as he looks up just in time to have a Grass Hut crash down upon him. I gave him this - Ref DC 20 or 5d6 damage and immobilized (str roll to get out)
200 xp bonus to Ulgren
Flea fires another round of Magic Missiles into B6. The constant barrage is finally having an effect, as the beast's skin and eyes become a deadish gray color. Not that its actually stopping or anything.
Grymash launches a nearly insane attack on R8. Both baron and the rapke he rides scream in agony as the half-orc's blade cleaves through them. They both turn into a "not quite dead" color. "You will join us soon" the rider hisses at him.
Anuk concentrates more on not getting hit again, but still manages to score a hit on B1.
Trellus moves forward and casts a spell. A mess of water appears over R8 and douses him and his mount. The bloodflies descend as he screams "Nooooooooooooooo!".
M3 splashes down R3. It also is quickly consumed.
M1 attacks B8. The manfri hits once. M2 attacks B5. He hits twice and that bounder becomes "dead".
R2 launches itself at Gilan bear. It hits with its bite (ac 26), but misses with both claws (8 and 14). [18 hp dam + Fort save DC 13 or lose 2d6 DEX.]
B1 attacks the bison. It hits with a bite and a claw. [ac 19, 9, 21 - for 15 hp damage]
B8 attacks m1. It hits with its bite.
B5 attacks m2. It hits with bite and claw. The manfri swoons and its black skin becomes grayer.
B6 gets up.
R7 crawls out from under the Hut. It manages to get free of the house, but is still prone.
Gilan[HP: 55/73 - AC: 15][wildshape: polar bear, endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+17=34 d20+17=33 d20+13=29 d8+9=15 d8+9=11 2d6(4+5)+5=14 d20+24=30 d20+17=28 d20+12=16 d8+11=12 d8+7=8 d20+20=26 d20+9=11 2d6(5+6)=11 Monday November 28th, 2005 11:40:30 PM
Gilan bear rounds on the rapke that attacks him, with murderous intent. Claws and teeth try to find marks upon the things body as he falls into more primal urges.
Ciaran glances around a little as if taking in the scene around him and then dives at the bounder he had tripped up earlier. Jaws snap as he seeks the throat of his enemy...the area that all wolves go for, for the kill.
[Gilan - hit: 34/33/29 and damage: 15/11/14, grapple: 30] [Ciaran - hit: 28/16 and damage: 12/8, trip: 26]
Mike - I can take over tomorrow for you with the combat if you want? Just send me the stuff for the battle and I can handle it for you. If you want to continue this till the battle is over that is fine as well. :)
Grymash (ac26, hp4/94, hp with rage20/110, fighting defensively, rage6, haste6, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+2=17 2d8(1+1)+2=4 2d8(4+7)+2=13 d20+9=13 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 1:06:20 AM
Grymash jumps backwards shocked by the sudden appearance of the bloodflies. Then he grins with grizzly delight as the baron and his mount are picked clean to the bone by the blood-thirsty creepers. During the short pause to enjoy the spectacle, (wisdom check: 17) he suddenly becomes aware of his own mortality. His large right hand reaches down into his beltpouch and jerks out a cure moderate wounds potion. After biting off the cork and spitting it away, he downs the 'feel good' juice in a single gulp.
(Cure Moderate wounds 2d8+2. First roll had two natural 1's. You're allowed to reroll 1's on cure rolls. Second roll: 13 points of healing.)
Grymash laughs menacingly as the bones of his fly-eaten prey fall to the ground. His excited expression suddenly turns seriously feral again when he spies the other baron charging on Jake. With the dead baron's bones still flaying behind him in a cloud of buzzing bloodflies, Grymash turns and throws the empty potion vial at the other baron's head. A not so sutle message that he should abandon all hope of surviving this day, because he is next!
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] d20+9=11 d20+4=23 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 1:21:32 AM
"Great pick, Ulgren!", calls the brown-haired girl. Dropping a house on the beaters, ha!, she thinks.
Not worrying if its enemy is grey or not, the Celestial Bison shakes its shaggy head and raising on its hind hooves crashes down towards B1 (missing terribly)
Tishe' sees that B1 is engaged by her bison and that Anuk and Jake both have breathing room. Time to get someone back into the fight! She moves forward to stand beside Jake and weaves her hands as if unlacing a complicated knot. Words of power come with it. Targeted Dispel Magic on Jake's paralysis. (DC 23)
Endure Elements, extend, shared Wart [38 hours] Longstrider [59 minutes] Mage Armore [8 hours] +4 AC (armor) Shield [46 rounds] +4 AC (shield), blocks magic missle Bardic Courage (from Flea) +1 attack and save fear (morale) Prayer (from Trellus) +1 all rolls (luck)
Augmented Celestial Bison [1 rounds] AC 13 HP 42/42 A +9 D d8+10; damage resist 5/acid, cold electric; damage reduction 5/magic; spell resist +10; smite evil 1/day +5 dam
Jake (AC 28, hp 40/57, prayer, haste, bard song) d20+9=14 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 12:56:33 PM
Just as the baron's eyes glint with delight and the rapke opens it mouth tear out his throat, a house falls on them! Jake can't quite laugh, but a guttural trill escapes from his throat. (Two possibilities here.) 1) Jake just continues to stand there, helpless. 2) (if tishe's dispel magic works) The stiffness leaves his limbs! Suddenly Jake feels light as a feather, and realizes how nice it is to not be numbed by magic. "Thanks, y'all!" he says to his packmates, not sure who did it, but thankful nonetheless. Now to render some payback... "Anuk, get out some water! Or wine! Or whatever!" Jake calls out, as he rounds the house. He skirts to the left, coming around with his haste spell at an amazing rate, and turns the second corner to see the rapke and its rider crawling out. *SMACK!* Down comes the sword right on the Rapke's head. (Since it's prone, does it get an AoO on me? I don't know, so I'm gonna assume not. Jake's gonna power attack for 5:) Unfortunately, for all his excitement and eagerness, the sword bounces off the rapke's armored head with a clang. "Dang, flat side first!" (Hit AC 14)
Anuk [AC 21 (22vsB1-dodge), HP 17/52] d20+10=28 d20+5=7 d8+7=14 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 3:21:56 PM
Anuk takes a step to his right toward Jake (5' step) while continuing to combat the bounder in front of him (B1). His first attack connects, biting deeply into the creature's hide, but the second swing just glances off of it. "Blast it!" he mutters.
"Got some water right here!" he calls out to the half-elf.
Stephen ooc Tuesday November 29th, 2005 7:48:14 PM
If its a Hold Person spell thats got Jake held up, in 3.5 rules he is allowed a save throw each round to break free from its effects.
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste 3d4(4+2+1)+3=10 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 7:52:54 PM
Ulgren smiles as the house lands firmly on the baron, "Thanks Tishe" the white haired drow says with a slight smile. Ulgren's smile quickly fades as the baron crawls out from under the house. "A house isn't enough to stop you?" Ulgren says shaking his head, disbelief in his dark eyes. The drow mage shakes his head and retrieves a wand from his pocket, raising the wand Ulgren lets a volley of magic missles spring out and strike the prone baron. (damage 10)
Haste: 1 extra attack if full round attack used, +1 to attack, +1 dodge to AC, +1 to reflex saves, speed increase 30 feet to a maximum of doubling a persons movement.(2 rounds)
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(6/8), Spt Wpn(5/8)] d20+14=32 d20+9=22 d8+3=7 d8+3=7 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 8:20:23 PM
"I got it," Trellus says to Jake and Anuk.
Trellus casts another spell, dumping 8 gallons of water on R7.
Domi's Hammer keeps swinging at R7 rider. [Hit ac 32 for 7 hp damage hit ac 22 for 7 hp damage.]
Flea (AC 19, 53 HP, Bardic Music) d20+12=18 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 8:23:37 PM
Flea takes another step backward. This time she points her wand at B5. Pfft! A small blue charge fizzles for a moment then dies. Misfire! (UMD=18, fail)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 50 charges (6 used) Left hand holds wand of CLW 50 charges (3 used)
*Bardic Music (Inspire Courage)+1 morale bonus on saving throws vs charm and fear affects and +1 bonus on attack and weapon damage rolls. Effect lasts for as long as the ally hears the singing and 5 rounds thereafter (2 more rounds). (P. 29 PHB)
Kall'a'tek - rd 7 (DM MikeK) d20+8=15 d20+6=19 d20+6=24 d12+5=15 d6+5=7 d6+5=8 d20+8=14 d20+6=11 d20+6=22 Tuesday November 29th, 2005 8:43:09 PM
Gilan bear turns on R2, biting and slashing at the doomed rapke. Great claws latch onto the beast, pinning it.
Ciaran latches onto the throat of B6. The bounder goes down again.
Grymash maintains enough composure to pull out and drink a healing potion. The barbarian flings the empty in the general direction of R7.
Tishe frees Jake from the Hold Person spell.
Jake flies around the side of the house and slams the downed rapke with the flat of his blade.
Anuk slashes at B1.
Ulgren sends a volley of magic missiles crashing into the downed R7.
Trellus dumps a lot of water on the Baron and rapke as well. Then the floating hammer strikes twice more. It's the last straw. The rapke's skin just barely begins to turn, and the bloodflies are on him. The baron dies screaming.
Flea tries the wand again, but this time the rogue is unable to activate its magic.
M3 pulls out another waterskin as it advances on the bear hugged R2. The manfri sends a spray of water out, catching both Gilan and the rapke. The rapke dissolves in the polar bear's grasp.
M1 leaves B8, and sprays down B5. It dissolves.
M2 pulls away from the fight.
B1 attacks the bison, hitting with its bite and both claws. [hit ac 15, 19, 24 for 30 hp damage]
B8 attacks Grymash. It misses.
B6 gets up.
The grass outside the sandy bowl shakes slightly, as if many creatures are moving away from the bowl. A cheer goes up from the surrounding manfri.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] Wednesday November 30th, 2005 7:07:00 AM
The golden bison shakes off most of the Bounder's attack [damage reduction] and gets ready to strike the monstrous animal but it is too late. Even as the bison rears to smother the bounder's life, it fades and is gone, the summoning spell is over.
And Tishe' is standing in front of an angry, wine soaked Bounder. Her hands make a quick pass and a pool of grease is under the animal (Reflex DC 16 or fall down)
She wonders if the Tears of the Dragon can help the gray-skinned Mac. As a free action, she tries to send 10 hit points the minotaur's way (loses 30 if sucessful)
Anuk [AC 21 (22vsB1-dodge), HP 17/52] d20+10=17 d20+5=10 d8+7=10 Wednesday November 30th, 2005 3:07:13 PM
Anuk continues to hack at the bounder, looking for the change of skin color that tells him it's almost over.
Gilan[HP: 55/73 - AC: 15][wildshape: polar bear, endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] d20+17=29 d20+12=27 d8+11=19 d8+7=14 d20+20=21 3d8(5+3+5)+8=21 Wednesday November 30th, 2005 7:12:36 PM
Gilan moves in the direction of Gry, a series of snorts and roars coming from him. When he gets close enough he will send healing into the half-orc's body. He gives Gry the equivalent of a smile as he surveys the battleground.
Ciaran continues his hold upon the bounder, flailing as he jerks his body around. He does let go a couple of times just to clamp back down, using his advantage to try and hold the creature on the ground.
[Gilan - hit: // and damage:/, grapple: ] [Ciaran - hit: 29/27 and damage: 19/14, trip: 21]
Grymash (ac24, hp25/94, hp with rage41/110, rage7, haste7, barkskin, prayer, bulls strength, inspire courage, enlarge) d20+2=22 d20+15=27 d20+15=21 d20+10=30 d20+10=17 2d6(3+2)+33=38 2d6(4+2)+33=39 2d6(3+2)+33=38 2d6(3+1)+33=37 2d6(3+6)+33=42 Wednesday November 30th, 2005 8:18:13 PM
(Wisdom 22, natural 20, lucky dog, eerr I mean bear)
Grymash sees the white-haired piggie charging at him. He raises his axe, but no tooth or fang it showed him. Not like the bounder that just tried to bite his head off. So when deciding which one to attack, Grymash instinctively chooses the one with three rows of bloody teeth that's scraping against his steelgrass buckler. "GRRRRR ... BOUUUNDDUURRR!!"
(Full round attack on bounder. Powerattack -7hit/+14dam, twohanded. HitAC: 27, 21, 30 threat/17 crit. Damage: 38+39+38=115. If his AC is 17 or less he takes the extra critical damage: 37+42=79. Possible Grand total: 194.)
Trellus (AC 23 HP 67/67) [Magic Vestment, Prayer(7/8), Spt Wpn(6/8)] d20+14=34 d20+14=31 d8+3=11 d8+3=6 Wednesday November 30th, 2005 9:27:28 PM
Trellus looks around, trying to figure out where to send Domi's Hammer.
The one on the wolf? No its already gone.
The one on Gry....Light. Uh, no.
Which leaves this treadle by Anuk.
The cleric wills the hammer to strike the bounder and then crosses over behind Anuk and Tishe, just in case.
[Crit with the warhammer - 17 hp damage]
Victory (DM MikeK) Wednesday November 30th, 2005 9:47:45 PM
The celestial bison disappears, and Tishe reacts the threat by casting a spell. The bounder takes advantage of her lack of attention by snapping at her. [AoO - hit ac 20] It fails to hit, and soon finds itself lying on its back in a puddle of grease.
[Use of the Tear is a standard action. Tishe cannot do that this round]
Anuk slices B1 again. The bounder isn't dying quickly enough for the ranger's taste.
Gilan bear crosses over to heal the raging barbarian, while Ciaran continues to maul B8.
Grymash turns to regard the unfamiliar white creature behind him, and regards it just long enough for Gilan to start wondering if he's just made a serious error in judgement. Fortunately for him, Gry chooses the bounder. And the things the half-orc does to the creature might cause Gilan to have nightmares for months to come.
Trellus causes his hammer to focus on B1. The hammer does enough damage to bring on the bloodflies, and the bounder is gone.
Circling well out of Grymash's range, M3 pulls out yet another waterskin and destroys B8.
M1 does the same to B6.
There is no one left to fight. A silence hangs over the sandy bowl.
Without another sound, Mac and the manfri (m2) crumple to the sand.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 53/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor, Shield, Bardic Courage, Prayer] Thursday December 1st, 2005 6:47:39 AM
"No!", wails Tishe', feeling Mac crumple, "Not again!" she ignores all else and wills most of her life into the grey minotaur 52 hit points through the Tear = 14 hit points to Mac (if possible; who knows how the Kallatek and the Tear will interact?)
She moves to Machastai's side, praying to Gargul that she fought bravely enough to help the minotaur. "I should have put the Mage Armor on Mac, I shouldve, I shouldve." Guilt and doubt bring tears to her eyes.
Jake Thursday December 1st, 2005 1:04:17 PM
Jake lets the broad blade stick into the ground and leans on it tiredly, his muscles aching slightly now that the battles over. And he looks worriedly to the others. Worried about some of them, he shifts some of his life force to others. (sacrificing 15 hp to give Grymash 5 hp and 15 hp to give 5 hp to Mac) The half-orc might stop raging and die, he realizes, and he hopes he doesn't. And he watches the Manfri to see whta kinda mourning they do. Frankly, they're still a curious people to him.
Gilan[HP: 55/67 - AC: 15][wildshape: , endure elements, longstrider, barkskin, haste, prayer] : Ciaran[HP: 79/80 - AC: 22][endure elements, longstrider, greater magic fang, prayer] Thursday December 1st, 2005 7:59:58 PM
Gilan slips back into his human form and gives Gry a smile. "Took a chance big guy to heal you...but it was worth it." He looks to Mac who has just toppled over and turns green. "Seems that I should have been faster to heal him." He makes his way over to the downed minotaur and kneels by him. "I am sorry Mac...I should have known that you needed it more than Gry." His head sinks as he shakes with a series of light sobs.
Ciaran throws back his own head and howls to noone inparticular. It is a mixture of moarning and elation for thier victory. He slowly makes his way over to rest his had upon the shoulder of his brother and look to the minotaur.
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste Thursday December 1st, 2005 8:42:30 PM
Ulgren watches the last of the bounders getting destroyed by the bloodflies. Ulgren then turns and kneels next to Mac's body. The drow then turns to Trellus, "What must I do to return Mac to life? What price is required?"
Trellus Thursday December 1st, 2005 8:56:33 PM
"Just warp down a second, dudes" Trellus answers carefully. His hand instinctively traces a line across his belly. The cleric has been through this before.
He turns to the manfri on the rock. "Those dudes brought me back last time," he tells the drow.
He raises his voice, seeking out the elder. "Well?!?" he demands. "We won your lives. Help our packmate!"
Anuk (HP 2) Thursday December 1st, 2005 9:41:34 PM
Anuk is stunned to see Mac's motionless body. "Wha...?" he murmurs, trying to make sense of it. Instinctively his hand goes to the tear on his chest and he attempts to give the taur some of his own life. (15hp used to give Mac 5)
Well fought and well earned. (DM Jim) Thursday December 1st, 2005 11:01:20 PM Tishe' is the first to reach him and she to kneels near him praying that she did enough to help in bringing the minotaur back. She also pours healing into his inert body with the use of her dragon tear. Gilan reaches the body of the minotaur as well and falls into his own sort of remorse at the loss of a friend, though he is sure that something can be done for him...he just cannot remember what.
Jake drives the point of his sword into the ground as he leans upon it and takes stock of the situation. He pours a little healing into both Gry and Mac. He is hoping to keep Gry from dropping when he falls out of his rage and to maybe help in reviving Mac. Flea stands near Jake and lays a hand upon his arm as he leans upon his sword. Her own eyes are filled with tears as she watches the others around Mac.
Ulgren comes over to kneel at the body of Mac and inquires as to what he has to do and what price needs to be payed to bring back the taur from his state. Trellus turns to the rock and searches out the elder Manfri as he is questioned by Ulgren. He puts in his own plea for them to help in bringing back Mac as they did for him so long ago.
Anuk nearly swoons himself as he sees Mac upon the ground and the others surrounding him. His hand goes to his chest as he pours healing into the body of the minotaur as well. He feels the need to sacrifice as much as possible to bring back the taur that has fought for them so bravely. Grymash stands around looking for more enemies, blood flowing from many wounds and spit dripping from his mouth. He looks to be still in the throws of his beserker rage and has not even noticed that Mac is down yet.
Mac's body makes no signs of moving as all of the healing is poured into him and many start to fear the worst. From out of the crowd of Manfri that stand around, some tending to thier own departed you find the elder Manfri moving forward. He stops near Trellus and looks up into his face. "You save my people...you save yourselves...the cycle is free to continue on for another cycle...respect you must learn to give us or no help you will be getting." He looks to the fallen form of Mac and a smile appears on his withered face and a touch of moisture at his eyes. "This slight I forgive...this time...bravery is to be awarded." He moves over to the body of Mac and looks to those that are gathered around him with some annoyance. "Move you must...no help I can give." When noone moves fast enough for his taste he sets a pair of Manfri to drag each person away. These people are strong despite thier small size and frail appearance.
The elder Manfri plants his staff in the ground near Mac's head and then lowers his gaze to look down. Another series of four Manfri females move forward to stand around the body of Mac as well. The minutes go by as the downed Manfri is also brought to lay near Mac's body. Each of the four females stab a two foot staff into the ground, carved in symbols and designs of nature...of life and death. As the elder Manfri starts a slow chant, the four females take it up...each one slightly after the other to form a nice harmony. The little whistles attached to the staves near the females, move as if caught in a light wind and play a counter point to the chant by the five Manfri. Time seems to slow and in fact you notice that noone moves in all the time that the chanting is going one...a lone locust flying by inches through the air. A green light travels up and down the four staves and then finally pours into the ground and moves in the direction of Mac and the Manfri body. It flows up into them and surrounds them..fusing with them till they are blinding to the eyes. Finally the chant ends and the little whistles come to a stop to lay against the staves, silent. The locust gains a sudden burst of speed and is soon gone into the surrounding grasses...everything seems to be returned to normal.
The Manfri on the ground stands up first, if not a little slowly, shaking off the last dregs of the death he had experienced. He is greated by the cheers and tears of those Manfri around the circle. Mac's eyes open as well and he looks up into the aged wrinkles eyes of the elder Manfri, who nods to him. "You will be weak for a day...stay with us you all will...celebrate our two people will for the life we are given." Two of the females move forward and the elder Manfri leans upon them for support...seeming spent his energy in the task that he has just completed. The other two collect the staves and stash them quickly in grass blankets and disappear. The elder Manfri looks back and smiles weakly. "Come...our village prepares a feast." He leads the group to the remote village that few have been to of the Manfri.
Mac - All of your stats are halved for the time being and only a full nights rest will leave you feeling better. You will also have all the hitpoints that were poured into you though, unless it surpases your max.
Mac [HP:24/84(Current Max:56)] Friday December 2nd, 2005 9:41:22 AM
Mac acknowledges the elder manfri with a quiet nod of his own. Sitting up slowly he recognises he shouldn't feel as well as he does and thanks everyone.
Ulgren : AC 20 Hps 33 Mage Armour(extended), Bardic Courage, Prayer, Haste Friday December 2nd, 2005 5:21:03 PM
Ulgren allows himself to be pulled away by the manfri. The drow stands mute as he watches the elder cast his spell and waits for its result. As the Manfri invite the Bloodpack to their village Ulgren waits for others to take the lead and falls to the back of the pack.
Anuk Friday December 2nd, 2005 7:02:17 PM
"Mac!" Anuk cries out as the big taur sits up. "Glad to see you still with us...I wasn't looking forward to another trip to see Gargul," he says with a grin.
Feeling relief at the end of the fighting and at Mac's return, Anuk stumbles after the manfri when it's time to go.
Flea Friday December 2nd, 2005 7:45:09 PM
Flea looks on in shock and disbelief. She stays near Jake though, until she is pulled away by the manfri.
When they start their strange chanting, she applies herself to understanding their song.
Tishe' (AC 24 HP 1/53) (-1 CON) and Wart (-1 CON)[Endure Elements, Longstrider, Mage Armor] Friday December 2nd, 2005 10:01:18 PM
The small woman stares uncomprehendingly at the Elder's words, and has to be dragged away without resistance. She is thinking of another battle, another time when Mac lay lifeless, a time when Gargul searched her soul to see if she had done all she could to help. It worries her that she could have given the big taur healing through the Tear earlier, mayhap saving his life if she had only been quicker...
The ceremony is awe inspiring, and Tishe' rises with happy tears to plant careful hugs and tearful kisses on the Elder Manfri ("You sweetie!"), the Manfri who was gray("Thank you for standing with us"), and on Mac. She doesn't leave Machastai's side for the short trek to the Manfri village.
And as she gets her emotions back under control, her mind starts working again. "The cycle for one more cycle? Trellus, what does he mean? The Bounder-Rapke- and such cycle you've told me about or something more?"
Gilan and Ciaran Saturday December 3rd, 2005 2:19:45 AM
Gilan follows along with the rest of the group as the Manfri head out to go to their village. Ciaran is right at his side though Gilan seems to lean a little upon his brother. He still feels the effects of having his ability to move sucked out of his body. The wolf looks up at him and whines. Gilan rubs his head and speaks lightly to the wolf. "Do not worry brother...the effects should fade with a nights rest." He does not seem too worried but he feels more sluggish than he has ever felt before.
Sleepy hidden village. (DM Jim) Saturday December 3rd, 2005 2:28:57 AM
Finally the grass is pushed to the side and the long trek is over. You stand in a large circle of two inch high grass with small huts positioned all around it. Near the middle of the village is a large fire going, that seems to give off no smoke, and the smells of cooking assault your senses.
The elder turns to the group and gives a little smile as he waves his hands out to encompass the whole village. "Honored guest of Manfri...eat and sleep without worry." He then moves off and slips into one of the huts but does not come back out. He had seemed really tired after the ceremony that he performed earlier and you suspect is going to get some rest.
Another Manfri, the one that did not fall in the battle, steps up to Trellus and in broken common speaks. "Elder say yours...for...errr...help." He lays a small grass sack in your hands and then moves off to get himself a plate of stewed grass and a biscuit.
Eight Manfri females come forward and usher you towards the fires and food. Many of the others point at you and stare, whispering to themselves. You get the feeling that you are both honored guest and curiousity to all of them.
The following is inside the grass sack. 2 chain shirts a ring a pair of gloves a foot long stick 2 shortbows a vial 14 gems 250 platinum pieces 500 gold pieces
Almost forgot that each of us gets a nifty little 1200 XP to add to our sheets. Could Trellus, Flea, Tishe', Anuk and Gilan please add a CMW potion{2d8+10] to their sheet as well. This is the little reward that I mentioned for getting character sheets in to me. I will double check to make sure that I did not forget anyone with the reward. :)
Trellus Saturday December 3rd, 2005 12:54:33 PM
Trellus' face flushes with shame as the elder Manfri reprimands him. He's been away from home too long.
"You are right, master," he replies to the manfri. "I was being sunbaked. I offer my apology for any offense."
Still the cleric can't help but beam in surprised pleasure as the small dudes bring Mac back from the brink of Gargul's domain. "Welcome back, dude," he says to the minotaur. "You'll need to move easy today, trust me.
The invitation to the village is another surprise. Village? I thought they'd be in the rocks.
In answer to Tishe, Trellus replies, "I think they have to go through this every couple of years. I don't know how far apart the cycles are."
The blond man stares at the village. "How do you keep the grass back?" is out of his mouth before he can even think. Dude, they've been living here forever. They probably know stuff the monks haven't even thought of yet.
Trellus accepts the bag, and passes it over to Tishe, Ulgren and Flea. "Can you dudes identify this stuff?"
Kind of liked the idea of a hidden village that they live in. It is protected from the outside and all so it cannot be found without the help of a Manfri. The rocks thing is for extreme cases when they need better protection from the Barons. At least that has been my idea of them...kind of like the pygmies use to do.
Jake Sunday December 4th, 2005 1:25:33 AM
Jake goes along with the others and looks at the grass sacks. Interesting. "Oh, hey, you weren't with us last time, were you? We helped tha cycle along, and saved this big ol' Sargrass Moth from being killed...wouldja believe it was born from these big old rapke coccoons! Yah! pretty interestin'..." Jake pauses, "Hey, ma'am!" He calls to one of the Manfri ushering them along. "Ah don't suppose you have any glass grass, do you?" He grins widely.
Ulgren Sunday December 4th, 2005 10:28:05 AM
Ulgren's eyes open wide with surprise as he enters the Manfri village. Unsure of what to say the white haired drow remains quiet until Trellus hands his the grass bag. "I can identify six items tomorrow." Ulgren looks at Tishe and Flea but I can tell you what items are magical tonight." Ulgren then walks to the fires and grabs a plate of stew and bisquits. "Thank you." the drow says simply to any and all of the Manfri.
Grymash Sunday December 4th, 2005 1:25:03 PM
Grymash silently calms from his blood rage and is the last to leave the battle field. Even though the heat and the excitement of battle is over, he cant help but still feel angry. He hangs back from the crowd and consigns himself to the shadows. He sits in a dark corner and wipes down his weapon and armor that's still covered in blood.
Mac Sunday December 4th, 2005 2:29:15 PM
Still not the full bottle, Mac looks after Galea, and replies to questions and comments quietly and briefly. He barely picks at the food of the feast, and it is clear that sleep will overtake him soon enough.
Flea d20+9=21 Sunday December 4th, 2005 11:43:50 PM
Flea looks towards the fire and the food, then at the loot that is being taken out of the grass sacks, then back at the food. With a sigh, she crouches over the stuff and tries to get an idea of the value of the haul (Appraise=21) next she concentrates on the items trying to detect any with a magical aura (Detect Magic). These, she will point out to Ulgren and Tishe' so they can weave their greater magics.
Anuk d20+14=26 Monday December 5th, 2005 10:16:53 AM
"Glass grass?" Anuk's ears perk up when Jake mentions the delicious drink. "Ice wine is okay, but I think I could really use a belt of glass grass about now." His mouth waters in anticipation.
As the pack settles in, Anuk looks to the sky and around the village for any indication of just where in the plains they might be. (survival 26). Finally, he screws up the courage to ask one of the elder manfri when the time seems right. "Uh...sir..." he stammers. "We've been a little lost out here...Any idea how many days from Rattledam we are?...and...uh...which direction it might be...uh...in?"
Gilan and Ciaran Monday December 5th, 2005 11:26:47 AM
Gilan looks to the village and smiles as his mouth starts to water. "Sure looks good." He will move when they are invited to have a little food. He fills up a wooden platter with an assortment of foods and then move off to the side as the group goes about thier business. He feeds bits of meat to Ciaran who is happily lying at his brothers feet.
Gilan looks up as some ask questions and then smiles at the idea of glass wine. He does not drink often but he could go for a drink right about now.
Let the good times roll. (DM Jim) Monday December 5th, 2005 11:54:57 PM
Trellus, not thinking really inquires about the grass and how they keep it out of this small village. He then takes the grass bag and hands it over to Tishe', Ulgren and Flea to have a look at. He then moves off to get a little food.
Jake talks on as he moves in the direction of food. After taking a little bit of this and that he thinks of something and gets one of the Manfri woman's attention. He inquires about some glass grass.
Ulgren is surprised to say the least by the village. He keeps quiet till he is give the bag with the stuff in it. He casts a simple spell to tell what is magical and what is not. He does grab a little food to take with him so that he can work in sort of peace with the others.
Grymash broods for most of the night. For some reason he just seems angry and secludes himself from the rest of the group as he goes about cleaning weapon and armor.
Mac picks at his food and checks on Galea, making sure that she is fed and taken care of. He does not seem to be feeling chipper, but dying can do that to you, so he turns in early for the night.
Flea moves off with Ulgren, getting herself some food to take with her, and pours over the loot. She appraises some of it as she also casts a simple spell upon the goodies.
Anuk is quick to pick up on the glass grass comment and would not mind a nip himself. He tries to discern their location from the sky and then breaking down he asks one of the passing Manfri.
Gilan moves on over and fills up with some of the tasty goodies that are layed out for all to eat. He makes sure to get more than enough for his brother Ciaran as well. As they sit eating he finds himself wishing for a little bit of glass grass.
One of the Manfri stops to look at Anuk with a wide grin upon his face. He pats his chest and speaks. "Osaku...apprentice to the Speaker...you met me before when you first fought with us." The smile upon his face tells you that he has not forgotten that day or the debt that both people owes the other. "You home is that way." He points in what would be a generally southeast direction. He takes a seat upon the ground and nods his head. "Seems fate brought our...packs...together again." He had stopped to hunt for that last word as if he was not sure. He gets the attention of one of the female Manfri and says a few short words to her in what must be their own language.
The female smiles and then races off to return about five minutes later with a large pitcher with liquid in it. As she pours some into a glass you notice that it is rainbow in color, it actually has every color of the rainbow in it. She then hands the glass to Anuk and then pours another for Jake.
Osaku smiles as he gets himself a glass and takes a sip. "This is why we have abandoned the caves...to harvest a grass that only grows this time of year...in this exact place." He seems to be savoring the dirnk and sipping it slowly. "What do you think?"
The drink is really strong and may go to your head fast if you do more than sip it(Fort DC 16 or get drunk on it and pass out in 1d3 rounds). The liquor is not bitter in anyway, in fact it is lightly flavored with a sweet earthy flavor.
The following is inside the grass sack. 2 chain shirts a ring a pair of gloves a foot long stick 2 shortbows a vial 14 gems 250 platinum pieces 500 gold pieces is magical items
Ulgren Tuesday December 6th, 2005 7:41:07 AM
Ulgren scans the gathering until he spots Trellus, "I am going to retire. I can identify six of the magical items tomorrow if you wish, however that will leave me without access to any of my armour spells for a day of traveling." Ulgren shrugs slightly, if we stay here for through tomorrow and leave the day after I can identify everything and we can all rest and recover." Ulgren waits for the clerics answer and then asks one of the hosts where he can sleep for the night.
Jake d20+7=23 Tuesday December 6th, 2005 12:55:52 PM
"Osaku, is it? Well, it's a pleasure ta meetcha again, little buddy! Ah remember y'all from the last time. So, what is this?" He takes a sniff and examines it puzzledly. "It sure don't look like glass grass, but from yer expression, it's better..." Jake takes a sip, lightly tasting. "WOooooooEeee! That is sumtin, allright!" He takes nice little gulp appreciatively, and grins, "This here's better'n glass grass, it's... er..." The half-elf looks at it closely. "Rainbow grass? Ah ain't never heard of nothing like it. Sure is swell, though. Ah ken understand yer coming out fer this stuff." Jake proceeds to try to draw the friendly rapke into a good discussion of where to find this rainbow glass, and also, where the best glass grass is. He has his own theories, but he's always willing to learn from outsiders.
Anuk d20+7=22 Tuesday December 6th, 2005 2:45:30 PM
"Thank you, little master Osaku," says Anuk with a smile and a slight bow. "It's...uh...it's great to see you again." He tentatively takes a drink followed by another swig that nearly empties his glass. "Wow! I gotta agree with Jake...this is shady sweet stuff." He sniffs at the remainder in his glass and asks, "Is there only rainbow grass in here, or do I taste a hint of piggie essence?"
Flea Tuesday December 6th, 2005 7:21:58 PM
Flea's stomache growls, however she continues to study the items focusing her energies on the items that appear magical. (Detect Magic)
2 chain shirts a ring a pair of gloves a foot long stick 2 shortbows a vial
The gnome is particularly intrigued by the foot long stick that looks like a ... wand!?
Trellus d20+8=9 d3=3 Tuesday December 6th, 2005 9:25:28 PM
At Ulgren's question, the cleric looks over at Mac. Recalling his own experience after the Kall'a'tek, Trellus is fairly certian the minotaur isn't going to feel like doing much walking for awhile.
He almost absentmindedly takes the drink from the young Manfri as he considers the options. "That way, huh?" he repeats, pointing in the same direction Osaka did. "Many shadows. Any idea how far?"
The next question was supposed to be "Can we stay another day?"
However, the blond man hasn't been paying a lot of attention to the glass he just took. And he takes a very large swallow just prior to his question, so that what comes out is, "Can we shtay anover...light thatshgoodwine...tashty...whatwasIgonna.....
Trellus quietly slumps down into dreamland.
Grymash (passed out) d20+12=27 d20+12=22 d20+12=18 d20+12=27 d20+12=24 d20+12=25 d20+12=23 d20+12=29 d20+12=22 d20+12=20 d20+12=17 d20+12=29 d20+12=15 d20+12=16 d20+12=19 d20+12=31 d20+12=24 d20+12=32 d20+12=32 d20+12=26 d20+12=17 d20+12=32 d20+12=20 d20+12=14 Tuesday December 6th, 2005 10:11:30 PM
With the scent of Glass Grass in the air, he decides to pull out his green-painted keg of "Red Wyurm Inn brand" Green Gnomish. He sits there refilling his cup and throwing it back. He decides this is a good time as any to get drunk and forget his problems. He wont deny anyone a cup full either. He drinks until he passes out or until his keg empties, whichever comes first.
(My word, it took a lot!!)
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday December 7th, 2005 6:54:47 PM
Gilan gets himself a glass of the strange wine and sips at it as he eats. He listens to the younger Manfri as he talks and then yawns light, but tries to hide it behind his hand. He smiles at Trellus and sighs. "I think what he wanted to know is...how soon do we need to leave."
Ciaran has fallen asleep at his brothers feet. His tummy full of good food and dreams of chasing females in his head he kicks and whines in his sleep.
A nights sleep. (DM Jim) Wednesday December 7th, 2005 7:08:20 PM
Those that are worried about it are shown to a tiny hut so that they can sleep. You notice that most of the Manfri seem to stay out and sleep under the stars. You get the feeling that they way they look at the sky it is not a common thing for them.
Osaku smiles as the pack seems to enjoy the little delight that his people have given to them. "It is indeed rainbow wine...a lot more powerful than the normal wines made from the grass but also more rare. It is used as a celebration drink...mostly after one of these little fights." He takes a long drink that makes you wonder just how well these little men can hold their liquor. "This is actually the pure stuff...the only additive is fresh morning dew that we collect from the rainbow grass itself." With a mischievious smile he adds the last bit as if it is nothing important. "And the feet of our virgins to crush it." He was about to reply to Trellus's maybe question when the blonde man tipped over. "It would be about two weeks travel through the grass...maybe more if you cannot move through it too well."
Grymash drinks himself into a stupor and then falls asleep with a full mug tightly in his sleeping grip. The Manfri females move around to cover up those that fall asleep with grass blankets, making sure that everyone is comfortable.
Flea finds the little stick to be to her liking but she has to search it over to see if she can tell anything about it. She figures it to be a wand of somekind but she is not sure what type. Then she finds what appears to be three wavy lines near one end of it.
With a yawn of his own Osaku stands and moves off to get his own bedroll ready. He looks back to the group and then smiles. "We will stay camped here for another four days...then we return to the caves." His face looks to the stars and he shakes his head.
Tishe' has moved off and is talking to some of the Manfri females who seem to be taking an interest in the young woman. Anyone that ventures close enough to hear will find them talking about the Plains and Manfri customs.
Just so everyone knows. When the pack moves out Tishe' will be staying behind for awhile. She will join back up as soon as more internet time is available to her player.
Ulgren Wednesday December 7th, 2005 9:55:58 PM
Ulgren thanks the Manfri for the grass hut and quickly lays out his blanket. The exhausted drow falls asleep before his head hits the ground. Ulgren wakes early the next morning and spends a quiet hour in contemplation and study. Ulgren stands, streches and goes looking for the sack of magical items to be identified. Once everyone is assembled Ulgren looks at Trellus, "Which items do you want identified?" Ulgren then casts identify on the six items designated by the pack.
Jake Thursday December 8th, 2005 11:15:54 AM
"Y'know...one thing ah'm wondering about, this grasssteel stuff. Ah don't suppose, ya see, this full plate stuff is too heavy and hot for the plains, and slows me down. Can ah, ah dunno, trade it ta ya for some great armor? Sometime?" Jake scratches his head, thinking. After finding out, Jake gets his own little mat, wishing idly that the manfri girls were big enough for him to play with. Well... Not that they aren't cute enough as it is, but something's weird about going further with that thinking for the human warrior.
Trellus Thursday December 8th, 2005 11:39:22 AM
Trellus wakes up with a headache, and no clear recollection of what happened once they entered the small village. Light, he thinks. Thats some good wine.
The blond man uses Ulgren's question as an opportunity to collect his thoughts. He can act like he's carefully pondering the question to cover for the fact he's still trying to figure out what day it is.
"Uh, we recovered just the one wand right? So, its probably the one that treadle used on Jake. And the potion we can mess with later. How 'bout you weave your picks on the rest of the stuff?"
OOC - 2 chain shirts a ring a pair of gloves 2 shortbows
Flea Thursday December 8th, 2005 6:59:00 PM
Flea thinks that she just might be too tired to pick up any auras off the items, and therefore gives up trying. She arrives late, and scavenges what food remains. The gnome actually avoids the drink that seems to stupify her comrades, and stays on the fringes of the celebration. Her thoughts turn to the gnome conjurer left behind in Ice Vein.
Flea decides to make like the manfri and sleep under the stars. For a long time she lies looking at the stars, her bedroll spread out under her, her head on her pack, and her Cloak of Comfort spread over her for warmth, and, well, comfort. Eventually dreamless sleep overtakes her.
(OOC: Any hints on the number of different magical auras and the powers? The strength, etc.?)
Sorta post. (DM Jim) Thursday December 8th, 2005 9:07:47 PM
This is sort of a post/place holder till I get a few more posts. :)
Hope this helps out. FYI, remember that potions can be identified with a spellcraft check DC 25.
Mac Friday December 9th, 2005 12:12:20 AM
<OOC> %$&^$&^#*&%(^$&%^ ISP! </OOC>
What in the wold am I doing?! he thinks to himself amidst the rush of his life since... well... the formians? I know, I'll take stock.... pause and smell the...
There is a solitary deep sigh emanating from the taur.
Trellus - illegal second post d20+9=18 Friday December 9th, 2005 8:34:34 AM
Spellcraft check - 18 Well that was worth it.
Gilan and Ciaran d20+13=25 Friday December 9th, 2005 5:10:57 PM
Gilan awakens the next morning before the breaking of the sun. Ciaran is also up as soon as his brother moves and they both move to a area a little ways away from the main part of the village.
As he sits he watches the sun slowly rise over top of the grass and then begins a morning song to Mother Wold. Ciaran is quick to join in with his brother adding his howls to his brother's voice.
When at last his morning prayers are done he moves back into the village and finds that a small morning breakfast is waiting for him and Ciaran near thier bedroll. They both eat thier respective lunches and then lay out in the grass to soak up some sun.
The Morning. (DM Jim) Friday December 9th, 2005 5:41:45 PM
For those that woke early that morning the might notice the glint of light off of a small section of grass. As the sun grows a little higher it starts to spread a rainbow across the short trimmed grass. Many of the Manfri are already working around the grass, digging up the bladders and also taking some of the grass itself.
Trellus lets Ulgren know that he should work with the other stuff and hold out on the stick till last. It is most likely the one used by the grassbeater upon Jake so well and he could hazard a guess as to it's type.
Ulgren nods and falls into his work with his spells to look over the few items that he has to identify. Though it will take him several hours the work is not altogether that hard and he seems to enjoy it. Some younger Manfri children stop to watch him for some ten minutes before going back to kicking a ball made of grass around.
Mac falls into his own little private world and lays on the grass with Galea sitting on his chest. The little kitten kneeds him a few times and then settles in for a little rest. Mac just lets himself drift along with the day...glad to be alive and getting to feel better.
Gilan goes through his morning prayer ritual with Ciaran at his side and is soon back at his meal. He too lays out in the sun of the Plains with very little on. It seems a good excuse to soak in some rays and just to relax.
Jake catches Osaku and talks to him about steelgrass. The little man looks over the armor that Jake has and touches it lightly as he ponders. You can see a little gleam to his eyes as he looks over the armor and then nods his head. "Maybe able to trade...have to talk to elders." He soon leaves Jake to talk to the elders and see if they might be interested in this armor that the young man has.
Flea finds that her mind is able to finally get back to the work on the little trinkets from the other night. She had been distracted by a certain little gnome in a very cold land. That night she dreams of running with that same gnome along the streets of some advanced city and dancing the nights away.
Grymash can be heard off to the side where he passed out the night before, snoring like a herd of stampeding giants. He still has not gotten up when the sun is about a quarter the way in the sky.
Jake - Let me do some checking and make sure that Steelgrass is official.
Gilan will have a go at that potion as well to see if he can help out. He succeeds with a 25 on the nose. :)
Identified Items [i]chain shirt of light fortification+2 chain shirt+1 composite shortbow of shock+1 shortbow+1 gloves of dexterity+2 ring of protection+1 cure moderate wounds potion stick(light magic/enchantment) 14 gems 250 platinum 400 gold
Anuk Friday December 9th, 2005 6:23:10 PM
Anuk awakes slowly, the stifling heat of the day beginning to drift over him. He smiles, glad just to be alive after the fight yesterday.
Blinking slowly he suddenly thinks, "Twinge?" He sits up and scrambles to find his pack, but the viper's not in it. "Hunh...musta gone out to find some breakfast," he mumbles. "Maybe I oughta do the same."
He takes a little time to finish waking and do a little meditating (prepares entangle and longstrider). Then he notices the rainbow grass. He watches the manfri to see what they're doing then offers, "Need a little help?" If they accept, he digs in and does what he can to help them harvest the stuff.
Mac Sunday December 11th, 2005 3:22:45 PM
Mac awakens slowly, his body still recovering from the activity of the day before.
As he becomes more aware of the scene about him he senses the warmth and weight of the sleeping Galea on his chest. That prompts a smile from the taur. He gently places the kitten in her cage to continue her rest, and leaves it open.
Not yet hungry, he spends some time cleaning (wiping the dried fluid and flesh from) his axe before practicing some sparring, manoeuvres and strikes against non-existant targets.
Ulgren Sunday December 11th, 2005 9:45:25 PM
Ulgren works quietly and efficiently as he prepares and casts Identify on each of the items in turn. Ulgren casts the spell and then waves his hand over the item. "chain shirt of light fortification +2, chain shirt +1, composite shortbow of shock +1, shortbow +1, gloves of dexterity +2, and ring of protection +1," Ulgren says with a slight flourish to Trellus as he points to each of the items in turn. "Hope that helps." Ulgren then turns his attention to the grass harvesting Manfri, "May I help?"
Flea Sunday December 11th, 2005 11:37:20 PM
Flea wakes late in the morning to see the camp is quite busy and her help isn't needed. Wandering over to the items collected by the pack, she watches the drow as he works.
Trellus Monday December 12th, 2005 9:46:12 AM
The cleric looks up at Flea. "Wanna try another thread with these gems?" he asks her.
And then to the group as a whole - "Anybody want any of this Baron stuff? Or do we just cash it in?"
Jake Monday December 12th, 2005 1:08:02 PM
Jake scratches his head. "Ah don't thank any of them sound all that useful to me, excepting ah'm looking for lighter armor, that stuff seems awfully too light for me. Maybe. And as ta them other stuff, ah'm guessing flea could use 'em gloves first. Ah've taken too much treasure of late, it seems, so ah'll hold back from the group's pool, y'all." (Jake has taken several magic items when we divied up stuff in the past, so here's a case where I think I'll be better off letting others get more stuff)
Gilan and Ciaran Monday December 12th, 2005 8:11:32 PM
Gilan kneels down by Trellus, Flea and Ulgren as they discuss the treasure. He has a wooden plate with some breakfast on it that he is currently eating. "I was also going to ask about brewing a few potions as we have a little time." He looks to Trellus and then drops a large piece of meat to Ciaran. "I was wondering what would be most useful to the group?" He takes a mouthful of food and chews it as he thinks.
Ciaran chews on the piece of meat that he was just given. He seems happy as he lays on the trimmed grass and watches the goings on.
Rest and relaxation. (DM Jim) Monday December 12th, 2005 8:13:06 PM
Anuk wakes in the morning to the stifling heat of the mornings on the Plains. He is happy to be alive but soon turns to thoughts of his viper that he does not see. Soon out of the grass comes a viper that has a couple of noticable bulges in it's body.
Mac is slower to awaken in the morning, still recovering from his experiences the day before. The first thing he becomes aware of is the light weight on his chest and that is when he notices little Galea. He gently places her in her little cage but leaves it open so that she can explore at her leisure. He then goes about cleaning his axe this morning having failed to do it the night before.
Ulgren makes quick work of the items and then points each out to Trellus when he gets him to come over. He feels rather proud of his efforts to help the group out and then turns his attention to other things.
Flea wakes up later in the morning just relishing the fact that she can take the time to relax and just dream about a certain little gnome. Upon waking she moves over to watch Ulgren work upon the items they had found. Unknowingly she fiddles with the few gems that were found.
Trellus is quick to come over as Ulgren calls to him and he listens as the drow goes over the items that they have found. He nods and then turns to Flea who is fiddling with the gems anyways and asks to see if she would like to have a go at the gems or not.
Jake wakes and eats a light breakfast this morning having eaten a little too much last night. He does little to Ulgren as he names off the items but declines anything as he cannot see anything of use. He is also waiting to see what the Manfri have to say about that steelgrass armor. He does suggest that the gloves maybe useful to Flea if she would be interested.
Gilan has come back from his morning absolutions and sits in a kneeling position, eating a small portion of breakfast. His brother is right beside him chewing on a piece of meat that he had been given by Gilan. As he listens to the group he just shrugs as nothing is really of interest to him and others could use some of those items more than him. He does make another suggestion since it appears they will be here for awhile.
The Manfri move amongst the small bit of rainbow grass and welcome the help of the pack. They are quick to show you the correct method in gathering up the bladders and the special sponges they whipe the grass with to collect the dew. Only the tenderest of rainbow grass is taken to be added to the fine wine that will be produced. As the heat of the early morning starts to press the harvest is stopped and the Manfri retire to work on producing the actual wine from the grass, bladders and dew.
You find that Tishe' has joined the Manfri women at a small circle that is weaving grassbags and blankets. She seems to be doing rather well in her efforts to produce what they are doing with the grass. You also notice that others are sitting off to the side crushing certain grasses to make what you think are dyes of different colors.
Then some large barrel buckets are set up in the middle of the temporary village. Several Manfri appear with an assortment of odd instruments and begin to play what is most likely music. It is mellow like these little people and soothing to your nerves, it almost lulls you to sleep. A dozen Manfri females appear wearing next to nothing that step into the large barrels as the stuff for the rainbow wine is dumped in. What can only be called a dance soon begins as the women dance in time to the music, dipping and bobbing as the dance around in the tubs.
Still waiting for the go ahead on the Steelgrass Armor. I am pretty sure that it is ready to go but do not want to jump too far ahead.
We will be having the equivalent of four days of rest in the temporary Manfri village. Anyone that wants to take the time to work on anything they will have some time.
Flea d20+9=19 Monday December 12th, 2005 10:47:34 PM
"Gems?" Flea repeats the word, and her eyes clear of their reverie like the sun cutting through the early morning cloud.
"Sure thing, Trellus," volunteers the gnome. Flea sets the gems out, sorting them according to colour, cut and clarity. The rogue gives them a thorough going over as she attempts to estimate their value. (Appraise=19)
Ulgren Tuesday December 13th, 2005 11:31:54 AM
Ulgren proceeds to help the Manfri harvest their Rainbow grass and manages to lose himself in the heat of the day as he works. Just Prior to night fall the drow sets his canvas in order to provide some entertainment for the camp. Ulgren casts Dancing lights to illuminate the top of the edges of the canvas stage and prestigitation to create color, sound and shapes for the enjoyment of all to see. Afterwards the drow seeks out Trellus and speaks with him in private, "I know I am new to this pack," the drow begins hesitation in his voice, "but may I ask, if its all right with everyone of course," the mage continues, "I could use the ring of protection that was given to us. If not I understand. Goodnight Trellus" Ulgren then leaves Trellus alone to ponder his request.
Anuk Tuesday December 13th, 2005 7:41:33 PM
"Looks like you had a good meal there, Twinge," Anuk grins. He watches at the viper goes off to sun himself and then returns to his work, helping the manfri with the harvest and spending a little more time with Ulgren. "So, did the monks keep you piggie farming much in Rattledam? I can't count how many times those bright handed beaters have sent me out to haul back piggie manure for someone's garden."
At Ulgren's request for the ring, Anuk chimes in with, "Sounds good to me If you use it...I know my ring has helped me get through a few scrapes. Me? Well...I've got my eye on this bow here." He picks up the short bow of shock and gives it the once over, intrigued by the sensation of electricity that runs through him while he holds it.
Trellus Tuesday December 13th, 2005 7:58:01 PM
The blond man shakes his head while grinning at the drow. "Dude, there ain't no 'new' or 'old'. You're part of the pack now, and that's all we need to know."
"OK, ring to Ulgren. Shocking bow to Anuk. Once Flea gets a price on these gems, we can cash in and divvy up the rest."
Trellus watches the harvesting of the rainbow grass, but doesn't trust himself to handle the plants. He remembers Anuk and that Glass Grass incident....
At Gilan's question, he pauses. "I dunno, Gil," he answers slowly. "I'd be interested in something that could make me fly, or at least move through the Grass faster."
Grymash Tuesday December 13th, 2005 8:15:29 PM "Oooohhhhhhh!!" moans Grymash as he rolls over from his night of drinking. His head is pounding, his ears are ringing, his mouth full of cotton. "Uhhhh, why da plains be spinning??!! STOP IT! ohhhhhh!!"
Jake Tuesday December 13th, 2005 8:19:45 PM
Jake takes it easy in his time to relax amongst the manfri. If there are any really tall girls, that are particularly attractive, he might even consider learning a bit of the local customs, so to speak... For the most part, he probably busies himself with lazing around, goofing off, and swapping tales. Given nothing else to do, he actually spends some time trying to get a few words in manfri down... (Figuring I could start learning Manfri, maybe take it as a langugae if we hanged out with them long enough).
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday December 14th, 2005 12:59:58 AM
Gilan nods to Trellus and then thinks a little. "I could easily prepare a potion that will allow you to move through the grass easier...flying is not one I know." He thinks it over and shakes his head for sure. "Now if I could change you into another form..." He lets that thought die as he does not have a way to do that either.
Over the next few days Gilan will be working on a few potions and taking care of his brother. Ciaran lazes about and takes it easy but still stays near his pack brother.
Not really interested in anything that we got. Like Ulgren and Anuk, if you see something that will beef up your character speak up...it would be better to put it to immediate use than to wait on being able to purchase something in the CC later.
A grand set of options. (DM Jim) Wednesday December 14th, 2005 1:24:19 AM
Flea comes out of her little dream world and then picks up the gems that she was fiddling with. As she sits and goes through them one at a time she is happy to note that most of them are of good quality.
Ulgren speaks up about maybe taking the ring if everyone would be ok with that, him being new and all. He then moves off to put on a little show that all the Manfri have a hoot over. Later he sets himself up to get some sleep but Trellus meets up with him before he has the chance to truly settle in.
Anuk strikes up a conversation with Ulgren as he has found out that Twinge is just fine. He picks up the shock bow and turns it slowly in his hands and voices a request to hold onto it as part of his spoils.
Trellus had found both Ulgren and Anuk together a little later. He takes a seat near them as everyone is talking. He lets Ulgren know that he is part of the group and there is no old and new. He also talks over potions with Gilan before he too retires for the night.
Grymash had woken up later in the day and is paying for his excess the night before. He just lays on the ground as the whole Plains spins about him. He does voice a complaint and a request for it to stop. Still that does not help but to make his head pound harder.
Jake spends his time relaxing and mainly taking it easy around the little village. He has not had this much free time for a long time and he is enjoying it to say the least. Not really interested in the shorter women of the Manfri he moves off to find Osaku and attempts to make grasps at thier language with the Manfri's help.
Gilan takes the idea of potions and then makes a few comments. He then moves off to work on his potions, finding that the Manfri have a wide variety of natural items that he can make use of to make potions.
The Manfri go about their business and are soon relaxing as well. Each memeber of the group feel more at home now with these people than they had at first. The Manfri seem to have taken a liking to the group as well and many of the odd stares are not present.
It is the night of the third day with the Manfri and you are all tucked nicely in your own little sleeping areas around the village. This night is different though as you all have a dream, the same dream, though none knows this yet.
The elder Manfri that you had only seen about three times over the past three days is standing in the middle of a large open area in the Plains. He turns slowly to regard the group with those knowing eyes and then he points in the opposite direction of your home. "Needed...that direction you are." He points in another direction and gives a slight smile to the group. "Interesting place...that way." He then points in another direction that you have gotten from Osaku earlier. "Home there."
The elder Manfri turns to look at the sun that has just started to top the grass, bathing it in light. "Moons ago...no grass here...trees as high as hundred Manfri here." You notice that his shoulders seem to slump as he continues what must be an ancient tale of the Plains. "They die...some live still...druids make them live." He turns back around to look at the lot of you with a new sense of understanding. "You...choices to make...direction to choose...more dreams I may visit." His smile is slightly sad and also paternal as he seems to fade into the grass. Then you understand that you are waking.
Mac Wednesday December 14th, 2005 6:29:43 AM
At some point in the otherwise quiet day(s) Mac looks through the assorted, identified gear. Despite the obvious benefits of wearing either set of chain shirts, he puts them aside. He picks up the potion, saying, "We need to keep this!" Otherwise nothing else from the sack catches his interest.
The awakening taur mutters "Three directions?!"
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[OOC] Do we have any clue what the 'stick' does? Bears it any markings the magically inclined might recognise?
Also, some time back I made a party treasure distribution sheet in Excel. One sheet is the table where the calculations happen, the other provides the wordy output for post, like this:
Before trade-in the party has 1x chain shirt of light fortification+2, 1x chain shirt+1, 1x composite shortbow of shock+1, 1x shortbow+1, 1x gloves of dexterity+2, 1x ring of protection+1, 1x cure moderate wounds potion, 1x stick(light magic/enchantment), 8x good quality gems, 6x average quality gems, with a total resale value of 33034.5 GP and coinage to the value of 2900 GP. The party trades-in 1x chain shirt of light fortification+2, 1x chain shirt+1, 1x composite shortbow of shock+1, 1x shortbow+1, 8x good quality gems, 6x average quality gems for coinage to the value of 26689.5 GP, increasing the party fund to 29589.5 GP. The party wishes to retain at least 0 GP in party funds after distribution, leaving up to 29589.5 GP to distribute. Members of the party wish to claim 1x gloves of dexterity+2, 1x ring of protection+1 valued at 5400 GP as parts of their share(s). This brings us to a total of up to 34989.5 GP worth of items and coinage for dividing into shares. The goods and money making up each character's share are to be made in equal multiples of 1 GP. The 8 shares are worth 4373 GP each, totalling 34986 GP, leaving 1x cure moderate wounds potion, 1x stick(light magic/enchantment) valued at 945 GP in Party Treasure and 3.5 GP in Party Funds.
Trellus receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Anuk receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Jake receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Gry receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Flea receives 1 share comprising 1x gloves of dexterity+2 valued at 3600 GP and 773 GP in coins. Tishe' receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Mac receives 1 share comprising 4373 GP in coins. Ulgren receives 1 share comprising 1x ring of protection+1 valued at 1800 GP and 2573 GP in coins.
So, noting that the above is just an example based on the info I have at hand, and a little guess work (for the stick), what do people think of the above?
Anuk Wednesday December 14th, 2005 10:07:11 PM
Upon waking, Anuk yawns and stretches while the words of the dream run through his head. He looks up at the sky and mumbles, "...trees high as a hundred manfri...musta been what...fifteen, twenty feet?"
After standing, Anuk looks to the three different directions, though they all look pretty much the same to him. When the pack gets together he's anxious to relay the dream. "Had the oddest little dream just before I woke up this morning..."
Anuk ooc Wednesday December 14th, 2005 10:07:58 PM
[ooc: I like the spreadsheet. Great job putting it together, Mac!]
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday December 14th, 2005 10:57:43 PM
Gilan is up early the next morning as usual. He sits and ponders the dream that he had that night and waits for the sun to top the grass. Like every morning he breaks into a song to Mother Wold which Ciaran is quick to join in on. Ciaran cannot understand why his brother does not howl at night and to the moon but at least they can spend time together.
As he returns to camp later that morning he cannot get the dream out of his mind. He makes his way over to both Mac and Anuk as they are the first to be up. "Same here Nuk." He looks to Mac and raises an eyebrow as he speaks. "You too?" He has a feeling that they might have all had a dream, but did they all have the same one. He takes a seat and picks up a plate of breakfast that had appeared with a female Manfri. "Thanks." He cannot give out any other words to her as he is not even sure that all the Manfri can understand this language.
Flea Wednesday December 14th, 2005 11:17:44 PM
The gnome walks over to stand beside the minotaur and looks at the neat piles of loot. "For me?" she asks pointing at the gloves and the smaller pile of treasure. There is a happy light in her eyes as she confesses, "I was sort of hoping no one wanted the gloves, for I fancied them for myself."
The rogue will wait to see what the consensus is on the division of the loot. If the party seems content with Mac's work, Flea will try on her new gloves after pocketing the coins.
Thinking over what the old manfri had said, Flea offers her opinion, "I'm for going where we are needed," she says.
Grymash d20+9=17 Wednesday December 14th, 2005 11:17:48 PM
Eventually ... Grymash makes his up off the ground. He eats whatever is presented to him or what happens to be crawling by (Survival 17). Grymash only mumbles when spoken to, and he gives a vicious stare to anyone speaking, breathing or walking too loudly.
He finds a clearing and begins to train with his double axe. Twirling it around and slashing at the open air. Hopefully he will soon purge the toxins from his body with a little exercise.
Trellus Thursday December 15th, 2005 8:18:46 AM
The blond man watches Grymash with a grin - from a distance. Trellus has known the half-orc way too long to even consider interrupting him during one of these "need to kill something" sessions.
Returning the to the idea of treasure, he says. "OK, my guess is the wand of a Wand of Holding, seeing what it did to Jake. I got Flea - Gloves of Dexterity Ulgren - Ring of Protection +1 Anuk - Short bow of Shock +1 Party treasure- Potion of CMW (volunteer Mac to hold that) Everyone else - cash.
Mac - Can you cash in the rest at the Catacombs and let us know?
Trellus is getting the itch to go somewhere else. These four days have been the longest stretch of time spent in one place in, well, forever.
The discussion of dreams comes up, and he grins wryly. "These dudes love that dream message pick, don't they?" he asks rhetorically. "And do you notice how 'where we are needed' is always way over here, while 'home' is way over there."
Trellus sighs, pondering the injustice of it all. "Light. Yeah, I guess we should go where we're needed, too."
Ulgren Thursday December 15th, 2005 9:36:20 AM
Ulgren slides the ring in place before he nods off, a slight smile on the drows face. The next few mornings are teh same, wake memorize spells and work with the Manfri. The morning after the dream Ulgren wakes earlier than usual, the usually quiet drow seems more subdued as he memorizes his spells and begins the day paying close attention to Trellus as he speaks.
Mac-OOC Thursday December 15th, 2005 11:12:59 AM
Quick question before I get the red ticket: We don't want to keep the wand?
Mike K - no
To start out. (DM Jim) Thursday December 15th, 2005 12:35:33 PM
The group wakes the morning of the fifth day to find that the Manfri have taken down thier small huts and seem prepared to move out. Soon a long line of Manfri are heading to the north except for a group of six that have stayed behind.
The elder Manfri steps forward with that knowing gaze. "Decision you made?" He waits long enough for you to ponder it a little more and then just gives a slight smile. "You...use...weaved together...meet again we will." He slowly turns and starts to follow his people, flanked by a pair of guards. You have the feeling that you will be meeting him again...on the Plains or in your dreams.
Osaku steps forward and smiles to the group as a whole. "I believe that you have several choices ahead of you...remember that you have a choice." It seems an odd custom but he moves foward and clasps hands with each of you before he too turns and falls into the line moving.
Tishe' moves closer to her pack, with tears in her eyes. She hugs each of you as she speaks. "I must stay here for awhile with the Manfri...I have much to learn from them and am needed here for awhile." She has a smile upon her face but a sadness in her eyes as she searches each persons' face for some glimmer of understanding. The two Manfri woman that had stayed behind with Tishe' step forward and lay a hand upon her shoulders.
You realize that you must say some farewells and then strike out in the direction of your destiny and choosing.
Special treats to come.
Jake, is your plate magical? I also am needing a character sheet so that I can look it over. Thanks.
Trellus Thursday December 15th, 2005 8:38:16 PM
Trellus grabs Tishe in a big hug. "You sure?" he asks, stepping back to look her in the eye. The girl looks sure. The cleric sends her a heart touch. "Walk in the shade," he tells her.
And another Bloodpacker has moved on.
And as usual, they aren't given a whole lot of time to dwell on it.
Trellus watches Tishe and the manfri disappear into the Grass before sighing heavily. "OK, dudes. Let's go see what we're needed for now." He turns into the Grass in the direction indicated in the dream.
------------ Spells Prepared: 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear 2 -- Hold Person, Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Searing Light 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV
Mac Friday December 16th, 2005 4:18:23 AM
Catching Tishe' for a moment he gives her something akin to a bear-hug. "Be safe, listen to your teachers, and know that we will all meet up again soon."
After all the farewells are said and done, Mac joins the Pack line venturing 'that way'.
OOC: Slight hiccup at the Catacombs. Check it out if you wish. Should be resovled shortly, or at least before we need to spend any of it! : )
Anuk d20+12=22 d20+12=24 Friday December 16th, 2005 10:55:48 AM
Anuk watches Tishe' and Mac say their goodbyes. Then he steps up to Tishe' and says, "We will see you soon again...I'm, uh...I'm sure of it." Feeling the weight of the awkward pause that follows he mumbles, "Not much good at farewells...I...uh..." not finding the words he needs, he simply sends out the heart touch they've all learned to feel so well.
Grinning, he turns and says, "We're needed that way, eh? Shady. Let's go." Checking to ensure that Twinge is with him he sets out a little ahead of the pack, taking point as they move out.
Spot 22, listen 24
Gilan and Ciaran Friday December 16th, 2005 2:04:50 PM
Gilan returns the hug from Tishe' and whispers in her ear. "Be safe sister and learn well." He then steps back blushing lightly as he watches the rest. He moves over to Trellus and holds out a hand palm up. Seated in his hand are four potion vials and he grins. "You will find that that greenish one will help in the grass, the two blue ones are healing and the last is for those that use natural weapons." He then looks in the direction that Trellus indicated and frowns a little. "Would that be the way to that place that needs our help?"
Ciaran is standing by his brother with a lopsided grin upon his face. He moves forward and noses Tishe''s hand before she leaves and then whines. He comes back over to his brother and noses his hand. This immediately gets him scratched between the ears.
Potions freedom of movement potion CL8 cure serious wounds potion(2) CL8 greater magic fang potion CL8
Mac Saturday December 17th, 2005 6:47:01 AM
Picking up the thread of Trellus' earlier conversation, Mac calls ahead, "Yes! That and how 'Interesting place...that way.' is nowhere near the same direction as the other two!"
"On the treasure question" he says more broadly, "I need to speak up. Anuk's crossbow better than compensates for his not receiving a share of the coinage, but Flea and Ulgren are left short if they do not receive coinage making up the balance of their shares - they would both be better off having traded them in at a discount, received a share, and then purchased the items at full cost. I offer the following suggestion:
Anuk gets his crossbow. At sometime we will all want to keep something whose value exceeds a single share, and I don't see how giving someone half a wand or two-thirds of a bow is helpful, and similarly with requiring the wand were only used every alternate round, or the bow fired two out of every three rounds. Hopefully this sort of thing balances out over time.
The rest of the cash and money from sales back to the Catacombs totals 27597gp. To factor in what the gloves and ring would have fetched, we add 5400gp to total 32997gp. Divided 8 ways gives everyone except Anuk a share worth 4124gp.
Trellus, Jake, Gry, Tishe' and Mac each receive 412pp 4gp Flea receives the gloves (RV 360pp) and 52pp 4gp in coinage. Ulgren receives the ring(RV 180pp) and 232pp 4gp in coinage.
Any dissenting opinions or can we all get our shares before we have totally toddled off into the grass? : )
Jake Saturday December 17th, 2005 1:45:26 PM
(Sending in that character sheet soon as I get it from my backups... Oh, and the full plate is magical and +1) Jake is fine with the money. In fact, he kinda needs it, since he's spent just about every silver of his cash getting his stuff upgraded last time...! Giving Tishe one last hug goodbye, Jake, of course, can't resist doing the wrong thing and giving her a pat on the butt as well. Hopefully she doesn't slap him too hard. Or maybe she's just accepted the chauvinist fighter's ways by now...
A little hiccup. (DM Jim) Saturday December 17th, 2005 3:57:29 PM
Tishe' just smiles at all the group and accepts Jake for who he is, though she does plot her revenge for later. As she waves a final farewell to the group she gives another sad smile. "We will meet back up...I just have some stuff to take care of." Looking to Mac she gives him a brighter smile and you see tears start to swell in her eyes. "Take care of them Mac and be safe." She leaves with the two Manfri females before she truly breaks into tears.
The group turn in the direction that Trellus is facing and then everything stops. It has been brought to the attention of all that they have not actually selected where they are to go. They have three destinations that they could go...a small village that needs their help...a place of interest....finally home.
The choices abound and everyone turns to Trellus with an expectant look...as if to say...well.
Anyone that plans on doing some shopping in the Catacombs please let me know with your next post. Whatever you plan to buy as far as equipment is concerned than update your CS and send it to me please. I will allow this to be done on an honor system before all purchases are final. I will also be sending out some emails to people on little gifts from the Manfri that you will discover ingame.
Trellus Saturday December 17th, 2005 4:31:52 PM
Trellus takes the Potion of Freedom of Movement from Gilan. "Many shadows, Gil. How much do I owe you?"
To the questioning looks of the rest of the pack, he responds. "I vote for weaving to the place that needs our help. What do you think?"
Trellus buys two potions of Fly from the Catacombs.
Mac Sunday December 18th, 2005 3:38:11 PM
"Where we're needed!" Mac responds in kind.
Mac sells his Amulet of Natural Armour and his Ring of Protection, leaving him just under 50gp in cash after enhancing the magic of the Greataxe (to +3) and the Bracers of Armour (to +4) and purchasing one divine scroll each of Cat's Grace, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength.
Gilan and Ciaran Sunday December 18th, 2005 7:35:47 PM
Gilan smiles to Trell and thinks for a few seconds. "How about two hundred gold....no a date with your sister." His smiles widens as he watches his packmate and then shakes his head. "No need if it helps you out." He looks to the others and then holds out the two potions of healing. "Any takers on some big healing?"
Ciaran waits near his brother to see where they will be heading. He is eager to check out this new land and see what it holds. "To the place that needs our help then."
Sorry the freedom of movement potion is an extended version. The two csw potions are 3d8+8 in healing. The greater magic fang is extended as well but I think that my character is the only one that can make use of it besides any companions we have.
Mac d20+5=9 Monday December 19th, 2005 10:58:27 AM
Grass. Tall grass. Taller grass... [Spot: 9]
Grymash d20+9=22 Monday December 19th, 2005 7:47:07 PM
Grymash, his body drenched in hot sticky sweat, decides to take a break from his training to take a rest and a drink of water. Even with his extraordinary potent fortitude, his exhaustion is at a point of almost passing out. He looks upon his bounty with little interest at the moment. Money is great to have in civilized society, but not worth a skin of water or a roasted prairie pig out in the grass. His only concern is to keep his friends alive until they all get home. A job, he feels, he hasnt performed too well. (survival 22)
Anuk Monday December 19th, 2005 10:56:13 PM
"Everyone ready? Seems we're needed that way," says the curly-haired ranger. He's feeling eager to move out and is ready as soon as everyone else is.
(ooc: planning to buy something in the catacombs, will post info tomorrow.)
The ash. (DM Jim) Monday December 19th, 2005 11:18:32 PM
Moving out the pack finds the walking to be just as hard as earlier. Despite thier rested condition the ash covered grass makes it hard to breathe and the heat is not helping.
Coming to a small clearing of about eight feet across you notice three bounders in the middle of it. They appear to be having trouble breathing as well and are doubled over. As you watch for a few moments one of them falls over and does not rise. The other two take off into the grass wheezing and not moving as fast as they should.
An early stop is called for lunch as the group looks physically drained. Noses hurt from breathing in through them to help filter out the ash and your chests hurt as well with the lack of oxygen. You are all hungry and tired from the trek, but realize that you should try to make another few miles if possible before you camp for the night.
Fort DC 14 or take a -2 to Con
Gry needs to make a Will DC 12 as well
Trellus d20+8=25 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 9:50:13 AM
[Fort 25]
Prior to moving out, Trellus hands Gilan 20 pp in exchange for the potion. "I'm not some whiteface taking something for nothing," he says with a smile. "Sides you need to save up some cash for all them presents you're gonna owe your girlfriend when we get back."
A few hours fighting through the thick, dust covered grass, and the cleric is sweating hard. He's still breathing better than those bounders, but you'd have to be a total piggie not to realize the dust is gonna be a major problem.
He pulls his red bandana over his nose and mouth. "Everyone cover their faces," he instructs the pack. "And slow down."
He turns to Ulgren. "When we camp tonight, it'd be totally shady to get out of this dust. Have you got that magic house handy? How many will it hold?"
Mac d20+9=15 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 1:34:19 PM
[Fort:15]
"Right Trellus!" Mac checks the light cover on Galea's carrier and adjusts his own bandana to help protect his eyes and nose.
Ulgren d20+5=17 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 2:22:36 PM
Ulgren follows the rest of the pack into the grass. Ulgren manages to fight the dust, (fort dc 17). "Yes I have the house memorized. The house will sleep eight comfortably, has an alarm spell and unseen servant spell built in." Ulgren wets his bandanna as he places it over his nose and face to help collect the dust a bit better.
Ulgren will do some shopping in the catacombs as well.
Jake d20+7=27 d20+8=28 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 3:32:46 PM
Dust? What dust? Jake has no problems with the weather. Actually, he thinks its helped clear up a bit of a cold he's had. Then Jake sees the bounder fall over...Pity washes over him. Poor guy... just died from breathing! Bounders never have seemed particularly dangerous to the half-elf, more just another creature of the plains, and seeing one die from this makes Jake just plain saddened. The half-elf rushes over and checks the poor creature. But as he does so he makes sure to stay out of reach of anything weird it may do; twitch and bite or whatnot, if it's still alive... "Hey, Gilan...can you help this poor guy? Ah mean... No need for him to die, out here, in this weather..." Jake's voice is oddly pleading. (Wow... Two natural 20's in a row, 1 for the fortitude check, one for the handle animal check. Hey, Jim, can I have a bounder as a pet or a mount? That'd be SWEET!)
Gilan and Ciaran d20+9=15 d20+11=14 d20+6=11 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 7:19:02 PM
With a smile and a nod he takes the platinum from Trellus. "You know that this is not really needed." He turns a bright red at the mention of Kaili back in Rattledam and then his face saddens. "Yeah...this seems to be leading me further away...but we will get back home." You get the idea that there is a slight questioning tone as he stats this fact.
Gilan coughs a few times from the intake of ash but is able to avoid the worst of it. Ciaran, being closer to the ground, is effected a little worse by it but is also able to avoid any damage that may occur from the ash.
Gilan watches as Jake moves over to have a look at the bounder. He has a bad feeling as he moves over as Jake asks for help. Even with his limited skill he is afraid that the creature is gone, beyond his help. Still he does move over and examine the creature from a short distance. "We will have to be extra alert for watches this night...we are all tired and may find it hard to stay awake."
Flea d20+3=5 Tuesday December 20th, 2005 7:31:32 PM
Flea trails behind the pack. Being shorter than the rest of the party she inhales a fair amount of the ash that has sifted through the grass. (Fort=5, failed) The gnome doesn't say much, but her breathing is laboured and she wheezes as her small lungs struggle to bring oxygen to her her muscles.
Embarrassed by the show of weakness, Flea hangs back from the rest of the party.
Anuk d20+11=30 d20+6=22 d20+18=33 d20+11=12 d20+12=14 d20+12=22 Wednesday December 21st, 2005 12:06:48 AM
Anuk ranges along, keeping his eyes and ears open for trouble. (listen 14, spot 22**) The ash is annoying, but he steadies his breathing enough to keep it from becoming a problem (fort 30*). Twinge stays buried in Anuk's pack, napping in the heat while they travel.
When Anuk notices Flea's wheezing he pulls out a cloth she can wear to help filter out the dust (heal 22). "Here Flea, try this...hope it helps. This dust is sunbaked stuff."
When they stop for the midday meal, Anuk looks at the bounders, checking to see if their demise might be from more than dust (survival 33**, knowledge (plains) 12 - nat 1), informing everyone of what, if anything, he finds.
*Endurance feat added +4 for fort against suffocation. If that doesn't work with the ash, then fort roll is 26.
**+4 to survival for favored enemy (rapke/bounders). If spot or listen includes rapke or bounders then rolls become 18 and 26.
(ooc: will be going to catacombs to trade in longsword for a masterwork longsword and 50 masterwork arrows.)
That night. (DM Jim) Wednesday December 21st, 2005 7:14:04 PM
With a little bit of preparation the group plods on through the grass. The bounder was dead and beyond any help that could have been mustered, the other two had run off. Several of the group will notice that Flea, despite her best efforts to hide it, is falling behind in your little march. There are no physical wounds and nothing seems to have been out of the ordinary with the bounder...your best guess is that it died of the ash.
With a little bit more care the group moves out. The ash continues to be a problem but it is now a little easier to take as you have taken steps to slow it from hurting you.
Looking up at the sun you notice that it is starting to sink low in the sky and the late evening will soon be upon you. Though you have found no open areas in the grass, you do find several large sort of flat rocks in the grass. There are five of them close together and when standing the tallest of you can see out above the top of the grass.
Fort DC 12 or take a -2 to Con
Grymash:Highlight to display spoiler: {"If you failed your last save you hear a woman's voice in your head talking to you. She speaks of your likes and dislikes, your dreams for the future. She seems sympathetic to you and your doubts about the last fight. But she does caution you to not mention this to anyone.}
I need another Will DC 14 check from Grymash.
Mikey - Had any luck sending that CS to me again? I have been keeping my email cleaned out for it.
Grymash d20+12=18 d20+6=19 d20+12=32 d20+6=11 Wednesday December 21st, 2005 8:07:14 PM
(sorry for being late. Save rolls for both days: Fort 18, Will 19. 2nd day: Fort 32 nat20, Will 11.)
Grymash travels with his pack keeping a watchful eye out for dangers. He mumbles to himself, under his breath, answering the woman that's talking to him. But wait! Grymash looks around, left and right. "Huh!!" He's never heard this woman's voice before. He darts around clumps of tall grass to see if that is where she is talking from. But alas, it was only Flea! And this voice isnt Flea's voice.
"Who be yooz?" Grymash whispers silently. He doesnt want his pack to think his brain pan is boiling over from the heat. Maybe it is!
Flea d20+3=18 Wednesday December 21st, 2005 8:40:54 PM
The gnome looks up at Anuk. There is a hint of panick in the pale blue eyes. "Thanks...'nuk..." she says as she labours for breath.
With Anuk's cloth tied 'round the lower part of her face, the rogue gets on a little better (Fort=18) as she follows behind the pack.
Mac d20+9=24 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 7:28:39 AM
Mac wanders on [Fort:24].
Trellus [-2 Con] d20+8=11 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 7:55:20 AM
[Fort 11]
Despite his own advice, Trellus works hard throughout the afternoon. The blond man drops back to check on Flea and Anuk, and then charges up to the front of the line to get Gilan to slow down. He drops back again, monitoring the condition of every member of the pack. Every member except himself.
By the time night approaches, Trellus is having difficulty breathing even with the mask in place. Coming to a halt by the big rocks, he pulls away the bandana from his face and takes several large breaths. On the second one he is interrupted by a coughing fit that lasts a good half-minute. The cleric grabs a waterskin and chugs down half of it to calm his complaining lungs.
"Ow," he whispers wryly when the fits stops. His grin reappears. "How 'bout we stop here?" he asks.
"Ulgren, can you weave your house by those rocks? We'll sleep in there and take watch up top. Let's go with Ulgren and Mac, Gry and 'Nuk, Gilan and Jake, and me and Flea for watches."
Ulgren -2 con d20+5=10 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 9:09:41 AM
Pouring the water on his mask didn't help and by the end of the day the drow mage is exhausted, hardly able to move( fort 10). Ulgren nods at Trellus' words and begins to cast Leomunds Secure Shelter. As the drow begins to cast a coughing spell overcomes the mage. For what seems an eternity the mage coughs and sputters until he is finally able to stand up. Ulgren quickly casts the spell and when the house appears teh drow opens the door and looks at his packmates, "Your castle has arrived."
Gilan and Ciaran d20+9=20 d20+11=15 d20+6=18 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 1:42:19 PM
Gilan trudges along but slowes when Trell makes his way up to him. He grimly nods, not realizing he had set that hard of a pace. The light clothe had helped in cutting off the ash from his lunges and he finds the rocks easily with no labored breathing. "That is the best news I have heard today Trell." He looks around to the others and wonders if they will be able to move out tomorrow.
Ciaran had been loping along at his brother's side. He seems to be unaffected by the ash as he stays close to the whole pack. When at last they reach the rocks, he is quick to climb up on top of the first one and lay down.
Gilan laughs at his brother's actions and shakes his head. "Seems that Ciaran is not moving another paw either." He watches Ulgren go about his work with setting up the tent but is more worried with the coughing of some of his pack. He moves over to check upon Ulgren and then Trellus in turn. He just silently hopes that he is up to the task this time around.
Anuk (endurance) d20+11=24 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 5:59:57 PM
With the pack moving along, Anuk just keeps pace while keeping an eye on the increasingly labored breathing of his packmates. He nods in agreement with Trellus. "I think a little rest will be good for everyone." Ulgren's castle is indeed a welcome sight.
fort 24
Flea (-2 Con) d20+1=17 d20+11=28 d20+9=25 Thursday December 22nd, 2005 9:21:29 PM
When Ulgren's house appears, Flea picks up her pace and brushes past the drow to get inside. Finding a safe corner, Flea dumps her pack, then follows suit, slumping to the ground her head on the pack and her arms and legs akimbo.
"I'm soooo tired," she moans hoping someone else will do the cooking. Remembering that Jake often volunteers causes the rogue to rouse. Flea slips out of her cloak, the scarlet sash used as a turban and her shoes. Padding about the house barefoot, she calls out, "there any grub in this place?"
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When it is time for her watch with Trellus, Flea climbs to the top of the house (Climb=17), finding a perch on the highest part (Balance=28). She scans the horizon for signs of...the red baron? (Spot=25)
Jake Friday December 23rd, 2005 2:27:07 AM
"Ah dunno, ah don't trust the rocks. Ah mean, midst the plains and stuff..." Jake ponders. "Hey, guys, guess what, ah've got some nice ingredients them manfri gave me.. Wanna try them? Really interesting tasting grasses, all kinds.." Jake volunteers to cook up some food. Unfortuanately, his attempt leaves much to be to desired, for the grass soup tastes too much like onions, the main course of noodl-ish grass is undercooked, and he admits with a grimace that his veggie sides did not come out at all...
No biggies. (DM Jim) Friday December 23rd, 2005 1:26:57 PM
Lounging inside of the hut that Ulgren calls up the group finds the ash and the last bits of the heat to be no problem. Jake makes an attempt at cooking up some different items with the grass that he got from the Manfri, but nothing turns out too well.
The watches are uneventful as everyone takes thier turn, with their partner, upon the rocks. You hear the buzzing of insects as the night drifts on but no signs or sounds of anything worse.
The morning sun starts to top the grass as the temp slowly starts to rise. It appears to be another warm day upon the Plains, much like most of the others...except for the ash.
Grymash:Highlight to display spoiler: {Will DC 18 or the voice gets a little clearer in your head. "The female voice talks to you about some of her life as a simple peasant girl and how she has been trapped for many years now. She confides in you that she is waiting for a knight in shining armor to save her. Then laughs as she says this is a silly dream and hopes you do not think less of her for it." You do have the feeling that you should not mention this to anyone else as they would not believe you anyways.}
Trellus [-1 Con] Monday December 26th, 2005 11:55:05 AM
Trellus cringes when Jake starts cooking, and is greatly relieved when Flea jumps in. The blond cleric takes his helpings from both cooks, but his plate remains conspiciously full of Jake's efforts when he pronounces himself full.
Before settling in for the night, he confers with Gilan. "I'm going to prepare a bunch of Lesser Restoration spells for tomorrow. Can you take a few as well? If we gotta weave through this dust all day, we might need some help before we see shade."
The watch is uneventful. The night's rest did some good, and Trellus finds he can breathe a bit better (rest healed 1 con point).
In the morning, Trellus prays to Domi and prepares his spells.
"OK, Dudes. Let's get some breakfast and see what today has in store. Uh, Flea. You're cooking, right?"
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday December 27th, 2005 1:18:22 PM
Gilan looks up at Trell's approach and gives him a smile. "What's up?" He listens as the man talks of spells and then nods his head. "I can have two of those spells ready just in case." He looks out across the grass and sighs as he once again shakes his head. "If we get one good rain this ash would disappear...but I doubt we would want to be around when that happens." He takes his turn at watch with Jake and they find nothing of interest.
The next morning he moves to the top of the rocks and watches the morning sun rise. Going through his ritual song to Mother Wold he receives his spells for his devotion. Finally he comes down and eats a light breakfast before they have to start out. He moves over to sit by Anuk and shakes his head. "Do you think our survival skills can help the others handle this ash better...you know...anything we can do?" He is soon ready to move out with the rest as he pulls out his extra faded red sash and wraps it around his mouth and nose.
Flea d20+3=21 Tuesday December 27th, 2005 11:25:15 PM
Flea shoos Jake away from the cooking area. She does her best with what is on hand, and keeps the flavourings simple, seeing as it is the morning meal and she doesn't want any of the pack to suffer gastric upset.(Craft/Cook=21)
The gnome worries about how she will keep up with the pack, and explains to Trellus that her boots will help her move faster, but their magic doesn't last very long. The gnome hates to be a burden on the stronger of her pack-mates. She worries about the ash being carried on the air, too. "Where can it be from?" she asks the party as she serves up the meal.
Mac Wednesday December 28th, 2005 2:14:01 AM
After dinner the night before, Mac is quite hungry, but depite this he pauses to ponder Flea's question. "Is there any reason not to think this is from the mountain we saw? That it is from the same place that the ash in the ice peaks and beach and the mountains is from?"
After looking from one pair of eyes to the next, he gives some food to Galea and settles down to his own preceeded by a "Dinner smells great Flea!"
Ulgren (-1 con), Mage Armor(extended) Wednesday December 28th, 2005 10:20:42 AM
Ulgren rests easily for the night and wakes up feeling a bit refreshed, (+1 con), but not fully rested. The drow mage pulls out his spellbook and spends his customary hours memorizing daily spells. Ulgren casts an extended Mage Armor on himself and quietly pads to the door to look out on the dusty plains.
Moving along. (DM Jim) Wednesday December 28th, 2005 3:31:46 PM
With breakfast eaten and the group feeling at least somewhat better then all prepare to move out.
Anuk and Gilan move to the front of the group as usual to try and give some advance warning of enemies or hazards.
The rest of the group travels a ways behind so the they can prepare if the worst happens. As the group moves along through the grass, you find the area suddenly goes silent...no sound at all. Gry can still hear that female voice in his head and it seems to be urging him to some action. He so wishes to help her but will he be able to? Will he follow the directions that will allow her, her freedom?
[Fort DC 12 or suffer the -2 to Con from the effects of the ash. I will adjust this if someone does a nice Survival check.]
Grymash:Highlight to display spoiler: {Will DC 20 or find that you want to help the female voice so much you pull out the other red gem you found in your earlier adventures. With a simple Strength DC 12 you can crush the gem in your beefy hands.}
I am also happy to announce that, very soon, Tishe' will be joining back up with the group. SteveK says that he has the time once again to join up with the group and add her magical powers to the group. Look for Tishe' to reenter the game in the next post or two.
Grymash d20+12=22 d20+6=24 Wednesday December 28th, 2005 8:02:07 PM
(Fort 22, Will 24)
Grymash shakes his head or nods his answers to the female voice inside his head. She is quite presistent and doesnt seem to need to stop and breathe to keep talking in his ear. Grymash wants to help her, but he isnt sure if breaking the shiny, blood-red rock is the best idea. The ritual that Gargul taught him, the one that made him able to read his rune-covered bones, foretold something dire if the red rock was broken. He feels the compulsion to break the stone, but is able to fight the urge. All he can think to say, "Where be dat blood rock weez found ... Gry wants ta look at it!"
Anuk (Twinge con-2) d20+14=29 d20+11=17 d20+12=20 d20+12=17 d20+3=8 Wednesday December 28th, 2005 10:15:40 PM
Anuk's conversation with Gilan about helping with the ash has him thinking all night long, and in the morning he has a few ideas. Working with Gilan, Flea and the others, he contrives a system of woven small grasses that layer over each other enough to let air through but keep most of the dust and ash out when worn like a mask over the mouth and nose. (Survival 29) He makes as many as he can and distributes them to the group, hoping that they'll work throughout the day. "Not too pretty, but I think they'll work for a while anyway. Thanks for the help, everyone," he says, surveying the group's handiwork.
The heat rises and as they trek forward, Anuk lets Twinge out on his own for a bit. But the ash proves too much for the snake (fort 8) and Anuk can't figure out how to make a mask that small, so soon he lets the green viper slither up over his shoulders and back into his pack.
fort 17 (endurance) spot 20 (22 if rapke or bounder - favored enemy) listen 17 (19 if rapke or bounder - favored enemy)
spells prepared: entangle, endure elements
Ulgren d20+5=19 Thursday December 29th, 2005 9:48:55 AM
Ulgren trudges along through the dust covered plains and with the help of Anuk's mask does well, (fort 19). The drow mage doesn't pay much attention to his surrondings hoping to keep up with the pack.
Jake d20+7=13 d20+4=19 d20+5=14 Thursday December 29th, 2005 3:29:31 PM
Walking along in it, suddenly the area goes silent. Jake stops simultaneously, and draws his sword and gets his shield ready. Then he notices Ulgren still walking up behind him. He puts his shield arm out, blocking the drow's path and hopefully making him realize that something's up. (Spot 19, listen 14)
Trellus [-1 Con] d20+8=10 d20+9=22 d20+9=14 Thursday December 29th, 2005 3:47:00 PM
[Fort 10 - how nice a survival check?]
Trellus tries Anuk's mask and proceeds to put in on backwards. Oblivious to his error, he goes tromping through the Grass, checking up on everyone else.
Gry's question doesn't make much sense, and for the thousandth time the cleric wishes the half orc would stop vocalizing the very last sentence he's thinking and understand nobody else heard the thought process that got there. "Uh, what blood rock was that, dude?"
Its at this point that the Grass gets way too quiet for Trellus' liking. He quickly stops and looks around, while pulling out his metamagic rod. [Listen 22, Spot 14]
Flea (-3 to Con) d20+3=7 Friday December 30th, 2005 12:06:32 AM
Despite her best attempts, Flea once again succumbs to the polluted air. She coughs and her breath comes in little wheezing gasps as she struggles to keep up with her pack mates.
(OOC: Fort=7, failed. Figured 1 pt. Con restored for a night of rest, thus -3 to Con. Is this right?-C.)
Mac d20+9=21 d20+5=13 d20+1=18 Friday December 30th, 2005 3:07:40 PM
Mac takes a long deep breath through the bandana and mask, taking it all in his stride. [Fort: 21]
This time he is in a better position to help Flea - lifting her up to sit and cough on his shoulder is she wishes. Meanwhile he tries to keep an eye and an ear on the goings on. [Spot:13, Listen:18]
Gilan and Ciaran d20+6=18 d20+10=18 d20+10=28 d20+20=29 Friday December 30th, 2005 5:35:45 PM
Gilan follows along with the rest of the group or more to it he scouts ahead with Anuk. He had helped in putting together masks to help in the breathing.
As they move along he falls back several times to check on the group. He does his best to assess thier condition and help out as he can.
Arrival of an old friend. (DM Jim) Saturday December 31st, 2005 4:50:12 PM
Gry inquires about the little blood gem and then realizes that he has it in his pack. Though he will tell none of the group his true interest in it, he could make something up.
Everyone that is wearing a mask and then Gilan moving along the lines trying to help people in stepping just so, helps to eleminate some of the ash problems.
When the surrounding area goes deathly quiet, everyone falls into a combat ready position. Eyes scan the area and ears strain to pick up the slightest noise. Gilan is the first to spot Tishe' wandering through the grass and in their direction, but Anuk and Trellus soon pick her outline out as well.
For those wearing masks the DC is reduced to 10, for those getting help from Gilan the DC is reduced to 10 and for those getting both types of assistance the DC is reduced to 8.
Flea was healed of one con damage from the nights sleep.
I will also be letting Tishe' hand out some packages that she was given by the Manfri to give to the group. Each one will have a Bloodpack memebers name on it. She could also hold onto them till we get to a camping area as well.
Flea (-3 to Con) d20+13=16 d20+9=24 d20+11=30 Sunday January 1st, 2006 12:19:34 PM
Flea re-wraps the crimson sash about her head taking more care to cover her mouth and nose and therefore provide a greater measure of protection from the ash. She accepts Mac's offer of a ride, and is grateful when he lifts her up onto his shoulder.
When Tishe' makes her appearance, the rogue's smile is covered by the mask, but her light eyes shine with recognition and happiness at the return to the young woman.
From her position astride the minotaur, Flea keeps a lookout for the group. Her sense of hearing is more acute than her sight, however.
Search=16 Spot=24 Listen=30
Tishe' and Company Monday January 2nd, 2006 2:16:54 AM
"You are exactly where the Manfri said you would be!", exclaims the happy voice of Tishe'. Her mouth is also covered by her red sash, but her brown eyes gleam with merriment at seeing her packmates again. "It seemed much longer than it actually has been since I have seen each of you last." Putting down her parcels, Tishe' moves to give everybody a hug, even Jake! "Would everyone like to open their presents now, or wait until we're safer?"
Pacing out behind the small woman is a strange sort of dog; striped in tan and black, the dog's shoulders are taller than its hindquarters and a homely face is dominated by a strong-looking muzzle. Larger than Flea, it paces protectively next to Tishe' with tongue lolling out the side of its mouth, grinning at everyone.
"The Manfri rescued him when he wandered too far into the Sargrass, poor thing." she explains to her packmates. "While I was working with the village, Stripes just sort of started following me around, so I guess I have a Companion." Tishe's easy hand on Stripes shoulder and an answering grin is all the affirmation anyone would need.
Trellus [-1 Con] d4=1 Monday January 2nd, 2006 10:09:59 AM
Trellus grins behind his makeshift grass mask and gives Tishe a fierce hug. "Welcome back," he tells her happily.
Looking down at Stripes, he shrugs extravagantly. "Light, we're gonna need a stable soon." He turns teasingly to Jake. "Whaddya think dude? How 'bout you and me go out and get us a couple rapke companions?"
The blond man is not especially patient around presnets. "Let's open em up!" he cries enthusiastically.
While all that is going on, he slides on over to Flea. "Looks like you could use some help." Trellus pulls out his holy symbol, a small silver hammer glowing with light. He recites an incantation over the gnome.
The spell helps a little, but not much. [Lesser Restoration - heal 1 Con point]
As long as he's casting spells, Trellus throws another one down on his shield. [Magic Vestment (extended): +2 enhancment bonus for 16 hours]
-------------- Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3)*, Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Jake Monday January 2nd, 2006 2:29:25 PM
Jake happily returns the hug, (again giving that pat on the bottom) and smiles and gives the dog-thing a pat on the shoulders. "Hmmm, seems everyone's getting a companion of some sorts. Ah kinda had ya figured for a cat-person myself." Jake abruptly realizes the presents and grins. "Ah've got present for you and Flea, too, well, presents in the making..." Jake fishes out a thing outta his coat pocket. It's a grass-woven circlet (similar to the one he gave at the Christmas party). Each strand of grass is a different color, woven in the same overarching pattern, and the whole thing is a splendid affect. Then, using some treatment the manfri taught him, it's heated and hardened. "Ah'm making one for Flea too...heck, we should teach 'em all how to make 'em back in Rattledam, it'll be like a crafts class or somethin'." Jake just has a natural talent for it, though it's the kinda un-macho thing he doesn't like showing to his fellow packers.
Ulgren d20+5=11 Monday January 2nd, 2006 8:44:34 PM
Ulgren smiles as Tishe' rejoins the pack although her companion seems a bit odd to the drow. Ulgren smile at Tishe' under his mask and waits with patience until he can whisper, "I am glad your back, we missed you."
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 12:08:41 AM
Gilan glances in the direction of the moving grass and then breaks into a wide smile as he spots Tishe'. He lets the others greet her as he hangs back a little, looking over both her and her new friend. At last he moves forward, shaking his head a she goes. "Glad to see you back....and with a friend no less." He looks over the new addition with a chuckle.
As he glances back to Tishe' he nods his head. "Extra defense when casting." He wraps her in a hug at last and you notice a few tears on his cheecks though he will most likely deny it.
Finally he looks to Trellus, eyes narrowing. "Do you think it was Tishe' that quieted the surrounding grass?" He seems to have his doubts as it would take more than that or at least he had thought so.
Will hold off on a DM post for a crucial post from Gry.
Tishe' (Second Post) Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 3:37:09 AM
She gives hugs back in kind, lightly slapping Jake on the cheek at his forwardness, but her resigned sigh indicates she didn't really expect him to do anything else. She accepts his ring eagerly and is very interested in how to make the band herself. "Its a side of you that the ladies would like to see more of, Jake."
She nods at Gilan's words and the unspoken companionship in Mother Wold. "The Manfri called Stripes a Hyena." She carefully pronounces the srange word.
Mac Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 6:21:07 AM
Mac smiles at Tishe's return, and at the 'high-eena'. He tries the word - it doesn't go well.
"If you've go' stuff needin' carryin' then pass it here. I'm sure were better off movin' while we've go' the day, an' checkin' out stuff over dinner."
Grymash d20+2=6 Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 4:49:04 PM "Oh yeah!" Grymash thinks to himself. The blood gem was in his pack. He wonders if he heard the woman's voice sigh with impatience. Grymash turns his back to the rest of his friends and digs the blood-red gem out of his backpack. It's his favorite color and it glimmers in the bright light of the day. He stares closely at it trying to see if he can see the girl inside.
(Spot 6)
Anuk (endurance) d20+11=13 d20+12=26 d20+12=26 Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 7:32:18 PM
Anuk's eyes light up at the return of Tishe' and he greets her with a mask-hidden grin and a hug. "Good to know you're okay...I figured you'd be in a shady spot with the manfri and all, but still...it's good to know you're safe and back with us," he tells her. He looks nervously at her new friend, reminded a little of the wolves they encountered in the snow. "Nice puppy you brought back," he says without taking his eye off Stripes.
He's excited about the gifts, but when Tishe' and Jake exchange presents Anuk can't help teasing a bit, calling up an old rhyme from his youth. "Tishe' and Jakey, sitting in the grass...with one hand he pats her--" but a look from Tishe' cuts him off before he finishes.
fort 13 spot 26 listen 26
The dusky woman. (DM Jim) Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 10:26:58 PM
Tishe' finds her meeting back up with the pack a round of hugs and welcome backs. She is stunned a little to know that her friends and pack have missed her so much in those short days gone.
As thoughts turn to presents that the Manfri sent along the wiser heads have the idea of moving along to a safer spot. Preferably one that they can set up a night camp at.
Meanwhile Gry has dragged out that gem that they found earlier and looks into it's depths. In the sun it catches the light and reflects it but Gry is sure that he sees a woman standing in the gem waving to him. She even blows him a kiss and he feels all warm inside all of the sudden.
Grymash:Highlight to display spoiler: {You feel a need to smash the gem so bad that you cannot fight it off. You find that you want to set this woman free and see her a little closer up.}
Flea (-2 to Con) d20+9=20 Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 10:45:36 PM
Flea feels a tad better after Trellus weaves some restorative magic over her, but she is starting to have some serious concerns about her ability to withstand the polluted air much longer. She is happy to sit atop Mac's shoulder, one hand holding a great horn to ensure she doesn't slip. She scans her pack, and hopes they get going pretty soon.
She wonders what Grymash is up to. He has been so quiet of late.
Spot=20 (to notice any funny business)
Tishe' Wednesday January 4th, 2006 6:14:03 AM
Her mother always told her that THAT look was good for stopping boys. And see? it worked on Anuk, too. She gives a crisp nod as the ranger stopped his chant and turns to other matters.
The average-looking woman idly pulls a stray lock of brown hair behind one ear. All ready to open the packages, she hesitates and then nods at Mac's wise words.
"We should find a place that is safe before we take time to open presents. Let's keep going!"
Scarf around her mouth and nose, the spellweaver hefts the packages and is ready to march.
Anuk d20+12=13 d20+12=31 Wednesday January 4th, 2006 11:05:06 PM
Still grinning at Tishe's gentle rebuke, Anuk scans the horizon, watching and listening for any change in the gray landscape surrounding the pack.
spot 13 listen 31
Gilan and Ciaran d20+10=11 d20+10=29 d20+20=28 Wednesday January 4th, 2006 11:06:18 PM
Gilan merely nods as he looks to Anuk with a nod in the direction that they have been moving. "So we find a place to camp the night." He looks to the sky and shakes his head as it appears they will be losing daylight in maybe six or so hours.
Looking to Trell he smiles and then slips the mask back up over his mouth. "I will be moving around the group to see if I can help out more with the ash." He is ready to move out when the rest are.
Trellus [-1 Con] d20+9=18 d20+9=28 Thursday January 5th, 2006 9:06:15 AM
Trellus nods to Gilan, causing the makeshift mask to shift upward onto his nose. The blond man reaches up to readjust it as he replies. "We'll use Ulgren's house again tonight, so I think we're shady on shelter. Let's just keep weaving nice and easy."
The cleric waits for Anuk to take the lead again, and falls into position, pushing through the tall, thick Grass. For a brief moment, he wonders what Tishe brought from the Manfri. But only for a moment. Then he's back into "plains mode", pushing through the Grass, checking on his packmates, and always listening.
[Listen 18, Spot 28] ------------ Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3)*, Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Thursday January 5th, 2006 9:09:50 AM
Ulgren falls in line with the others and walks into the plains. The drow mage becomes lost in his thoughts again as the heat of the day begins to beat on him.
Jake d20+7=10 Thursday January 5th, 2006 1:16:24 PM
Unlike Ulgren, Jake LIKES the sun, loves the heat. This darned choking stuff, however, is a little annoying. Wearing the scarf over his mouth provides him with just enough protection from the ash. "Y'know, ah can't wait ta get back ta Rattledam and take it easy for a few days. A nice little vacation, a few quick dips in the water. And having all this money, well, ah can make my foster father have to shave his hair off or something fun ta get a piece of the action."
A new development. (DM Jim) Thursday January 5th, 2006 2:31:15 PM
The group moves out and has gone about ten feet when they notice that one member of the group is not along for the ride. With a little bit of wonder and annoyance you all move back to find Gry standing in the same place that he had been in. One end of his double axe is stuck in the ground and he holds a red gem in his hand.
Flea had noticed him looking at it earlier but had thought little about it as the half-orc liked shiny things. She had quickly put it out of her mind, but now she wishes she had said something.
As you stand and watch your big friend for only a couple of minutes you notice him clasp the gem between his hands. Muscles bulge and veins stand out as he applies an ever increasing amount of pressure to it. With a sudden slowness, as if time itself has slowed to a crawl, you hear the sound of something breaking from Gry's direction. He has a look of complete joy upon his face as he hears the gem go. Then from between his fingers a dark mist starts to form and billow, as it travels a couple of feet from the half-orc.
The mist starts at the bottom and slowly starts to rise, forming into the most beautiful woman that you have seen in a long time. She is dressed all in black with tight fitting pants that are low cut on the hips, high black heeled boots that come to her knees and a black bustier that is held together in the front by several silver rings...still it shows off a little too much.
You have noticed that the light has seemed to fade from the area as the mist had rolled out of the broken gem. Time still seems to be slowed and you are stunned for a few seconds with no idea what to do.
The lady moves over to stand pressed up against Gry, looking up into his eyes. "You have freed me at last my large champion." She stands on the tips of her boots and kissed Gry first on the cheek and then on the lips as she purrrs. "My name is Elenea VenCleave and you are my champion and hero." She holds onto Gry's arm as she presses against him and then turns slowly to take in the rest of the group.
Gry should feel elation at having succeeded in turning the lady loose. Her attention is all you want though you will make no move to combat your friends. Think adoring fan.
Trellus [-1 Con] Thursday January 5th, 2006 4:05:45 PM
Shocked into immobility, Trellus stands before Gry and this new lady. His mind races.
That's the gem from the Ant Cave, he tells himself. The one Domi said would be sunbaked to break. And Gry's on her side. Well, this totally bites grass, don't it?
"Everyone stay shuttlecocked," he murmurs. Trellus takes an easy couple steps toward Gry and his girlfriend.
"Uh, many shadows," he says cautiously. "Can we help you?"
Grymash Thursday January 5th, 2006 7:54:15 PM
Grymash cant help but pull her in to him. His massive arms wrap around her, even lifting her off the ground to pull her in tighter. "Gry lets yooz out ... Gry so happy yooz free. Gry takes care and keep safe from da beaters an creepers." Grymash nuzzles her neck while in his loving embrace. "Gry loves yaz ta death!" There is a short uncomfortable pause, that seems to last forever, before the barbarian thinks to put her back down.
Flea (-2 to Con) Thursday January 5th, 2006 9:42:10 PM
Flea brings her free hand up to her mouth and coughs into it. "More like VenCleav-age, I should think!" she stage whispers to Mac, adding, "What do you think? Another nymph?" Flea looks around to see how Jake is reacting.
Mac d20+1=13 Friday January 6th, 2006 12:40:34 AM
"Could be." Mac whispers back to Flea as he shuffles his weight from one foot to the other "Let's be watchful an' wait." [Sense Motive: 13]
Tishe' Friday January 6th, 2006 5:06:07 AM
Not realizing anything is amiss, Tishe' first notices they aren't going anywhere when the ones supposed to be leading turn around and stare. Obligingly and with growing curiosity, the average-looking woman also turns.
And Stares.
Black was never her color, but how can this woman appear like an adonis wearing so little? Tishe' thinks even her sisters would pale next to the lady draped all over Grymash.
"Good and bad. Wasn't that the prediction?", whispers Tishe' to herself. "Wonder which will it be?"
Feeling positively dumpy with Elenea present, Tishe' says nothing to her; only sizing her up and down.
Stripes stands close to his human, feeling the vibes from her and wondering if he's going to have to bite anyone today.
Jake Friday January 6th, 2006 6:00:25 AM
Jake takes a gander and his jaw drops. Ha-chacha. And yet she's going for Gry, his buddy. Still...nothing says she can't go for him, later, after she's realized how unnappealing Gry is. The important thing, of course, is to present a pleasant front, and later, form a battleplan to capture the woman's heart. So, for right now, Jake stays in the background. Trying to appear innocent, even as he's sure half the pack is gonna check to make sure he doesn't do anything bad.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) d20+14=22 d20+1=21 Friday January 6th, 2006 8:05:01 AM
Ulgren watches the black smoke form into the woman and can only remember the haughty women of the drow Undercity before he was sent to the Southern Continent the drow mage sucks in a deep breath and reaches for his wand. The mage stands up fully and bellows with authority "Who are you? What sway do you hold over our friend?" Spellcraft DC 22, Spot 21 (nat 20)
Anuk d20+12=26 d20+12=22 Friday January 6th, 2006 10:16:57 AM
From his position at the front of the group, Anuk is one of the last to turn around and see the stranger. "Great Gargul!" he gasps. None of the monks ever looked like this...and none of the professors from his youth did either. He stares wide-eyed for a moment before re-gaining his composure.
With Trel and Ulgren asking the questions, Anuk begins to look around for signs of movement...he's not entirely sure how she got here, but suppose she wasn't alone...
spot 26 listen 22
Gilan and Ciaran d20+17=30 Friday January 6th, 2006 1:52:37 PM
Gilan turns back around when he notices that Gry is not with the group. He stops dead in his tracks as he stares at the woman draped over Gry. Part of his senses are reeling from what he senses and the other half is reeling from the things that he is feeling.
With some effort he forces his eyes up higher as he repeats a mantra under his breathe. "Look to the face...look higher...think of...a..." He finally finds his voice and steps to stand by Trell. "Did she come out of that soul gem?" His eyes dip back down and it takes several seconds for him to force them to her face again. "There is something unnatural about her."
An invitation. (DM Jim) Friday January 6th, 2006 11:55:37 PM
Trellus is a little distracted as he tries to go over everything in his mind. He knows what he saw with the gem and the appearance of the woman but with Gry on her side this will not be good. He tries diplomacy first as he inquires if they can help her.
Gry just wraps an arm around her and hugs her to him as he keeps that wide smile upon his face. He is quick to offer his protection to her as also states his undying affection.
Flea is taken back as well but she is able to cough out a reply that Mac is able to catch. Something to do with the ladies name and her assets.
Mac is able to reply to her as he shifts in his own spot. He is waiting to see where this will go and if he will be needed for something more.
Tishe' is so far out of it that she cannot do much more than stare and then she feels a little bit of envy. Here is a woman that is barely wearing anything and she looks like a goddess, but she does have one nice thought. It would have made her sisters look plain. Her companion stripes shys back a little ways as he stays partly behind Tishe'. In fact it appears that he does not want to have much to do with what is going on.
Jake is beside himself with envy but takes it in stride. He is sure that his big friend will do something or say something that will allow him to get into the woman's good graces. He does check on the rest to make sure that they are not interested too much or checking his own activity.
Ulgren is sped forward in his dealings with the woman from his early years in drow society. He is more demanding than anyone else in the group as he wants answers. He even reaches slowly towards a wand that he might have the need to use.
Anuk silently wishes that more of the teachers or even the older woman of Rattledam would look that good. It takes him more time than he is comfortable with to get his mind back in the game and maybe his eyes back in his head. His eyes search the surrounding area as he looks for more people, figuring that she is not alone and Trel and Ulgren can handle it.
Gilan is automatically worried about Gry when he does not notice him with the group. As he returns with the rest of the group he is stopped in his tracks. When he does finally get his mind back into working order he poses a simple question to Trel, hoping that he does not get the answer he fears. As his eyes dip back down lower on the woman's body he is only able to mutter the fact that she is unnatural...something does not feel right. The fact that Ciaran and Stripes both are acting weird and will not approach is more than enough for him.
The woman's eyes travel over each member of the Bloodpack and she gives a winning smile. "Ohh...your big friend is fine Ulgren...he just wanted to help out a lady in dire need." Looking to each person in turn she taps a finge to her chin. "You would be Trellus, Anuk, Tishe', Flea, Gilan, Mac and of course naughty little Jake." It is a statement that each of you is who she indicates and what is really wrong is that she is right about each of you. "That would make these two lovely animals your companions...Ciaran and Stripes...oh but I must not forget about little Wart." She laughs lightly as she looks up to the large half-orc and runs a hand over his jaw.
With a sigh she looks back to the group and then nods to each. "I have been searching through each of your memories for sometime...learning about each of you so that I could have a taste and link to the outside world." With another loving caress of Gry's cheek she pats it lightly. "Gry here was my choice to set me free...he has a big heart and cares more than he lets on...some of you have other things that you hold to too strong to allow me to get help out of." Her eyes stray to Jake as she gives an impish look. "Though some of your was very tempting to think about...still I needed someone strong of will and body." She looks to Gry with some sadness as she kisses his cheek again and lays a hand upon his chest. "My Champion here will be able to survive without me...for I cannot stay for long...he knew what I was from the very begining that I started to talk to him but he did not care...he just saw me." She leans into Gry and you notice a tear roll down her cheek. "The first person that has loved me for me." With a look back at the pack she nods her head. "You may ask me questions for the span of six minutes...then I must leave." She gives another smile as she stays leaning against Gry for protection...not from the pack but what she knows that she must do. "Do not fear my nature...your thoughts have given me strength and a sense of friendship that I have not had for many centuries." It seems that you have a chance to ask some questions but with a time limit to it.
Hope everyone got my email and will be able to give me a reply. I want the game to be fun for all of us and not start to lag.
Trellus [-1 Con] d20+5=17 d20+7=19 d20+7=21 Saturday January 7th, 2006 1:07:54 PM
Trellus' shoulders noticeably tense when Ulgren goes for the direct route. Du-ude, he thinks with exasperation.
The pattern is set, but Ms. VanCleave...cleavage...truly...seems to have other plans.
The woman throws out phrases the cleric doesn't like at all - he knew what I was from the very begining I have not had for many centuries Coupled with Gilan's pronouncement of "unnatural", Trellus ain't at all comfortable around this lady. He stands ready, watching, letting his packmates ask the questions while his mind tries to pick out any memories that might give him a clue as to who she is.
After a moment, he asks carefully "Where are you going in six minutes?"
Jake Sunday January 8th, 2006 1:30:10 PM
"Ummm..." Jake looks at the woman, still trying to figure her out. This six minute thing sounds like some sort of time commitment, yet why just six minutes? Maybe she's like one of those magical genies he read in a story, and he can have whatever he wants, like an oracle! The mind boggles at that thought, and Jake starts thinking about what he wants. However, all this thinking overtakes casual conversatino, and Jake just stands there dumbly.
Flea d20-1=7 d20+6=11 d20+6=11 Sunday January 8th, 2006 7:59:10 PM
Flea grits her teeth. She clenches them so hard her jaw aches. She didn't like it one bit when the monks threatened to 'cleanse' her memory, and now this...this...this miss thing announces she was rattling around in Flea's head all this time! It is more than one gnome can endure!
Flea's eyes narrow. They are the only thing visible above the mask of maroon scarf and head wrap. Slits of cold pale blue stare at the creature wrapped around Gry as she tries to figure the woman's motives (Sense Motive=7). Flea wracks her brain for any reference to such as this one, but she was never one to pay much attention to her books when she should have (Knowledge History=11)
The rogue can only think of one thing that will shake the half-orc out of this folly, and blurts out, "but Gry! What will Grand-Maw think?" (Bluff=11)
Grymash d20+2=22 Monday January 9th, 2006 2:50:28 AM "Ohhh... uhh!? Flea's words hit Grymash like a falling bag of hammers (which happened once). Then it dawns on him (Sense motive 22, nat 20), Flea doesn't really care about Grand Maw's feelings! Grymash becomes rigid, crosses his arms, and stares a Flea with his grimacing, dagger-like gaze. "Flea, yooz jus jealous of Gry. Flea wants ta be da champeon!"
Mac Monday January 9th, 2006 3:29:08 PM "Maybe she does, but you would be wise to consider Flea's question. Of course, bein' a champion has it's benefits... and it's requirements. Perhaps,.. " as Mac turns his gaze from Gry to Miss VanCleave, "...you would explain to our friend what this gift you bestow actually costs?"
Anuk Monday January 9th, 2006 7:21:07 PM
Mac's concern stirs the same feelings in Anuk. Gry has always been the pack's protector, but some situations he wasn't really meant to take on. "Mac's right, miss...uh...VanLady. What more has Gry got to do for you now that you're free?"
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Monday January 9th, 2006 10:25:42 PM
Ulgren looks at the rest of the pack for an instant then turns and squarely faces the scantily clad woman, "You say that you feel a sense of friendship with my packmates and yet you dominate our friend, force him to be your champion. How is that friendship? Who are you and what task do you have for your champion, knowing that any task or tasks you place before him is really a task for all of us." Ulgren pauses for a second to gain his breath and plunges ahead, "you say the Gry was the first to love you for you. Well, who and what are you?" Ulgren looks over at his friends and asks a final question, "if Gry loves you, and if your tear is one of love then why not let him choose to be your protector free of any coercion?"
Gilan and Ciaran Monday January 9th, 2006 10:34:45 PM
Gilan watches all that is unfolding before him and swallows as he comes to a realization. If this woman is what he thinks she is than they all might be in trouble. Laying a hand upon Trel's shoulder he squeezes lightly. "Provoking her will not aid us in any way...if she is what I think." He waits to see if his friend has picked any knowledge out of his brain, with his clerical studies.
Looking to the rest he lets out a sigh. "She has made no move to hurt anyone and I am not sure she has bewitched Gry...most of us have seen him sticking up for others at home." He hopes that the group will settle out before they possibly make it worse.
True nature. (DM Jim) Monday January 9th, 2006 11:05:14 PM
Trellus holds to his diplomatic ways and tries to find out where she is going in the next few minutes. He also realizes why the Plains have become so dark all of the sudden. The woman that stands before them is a vampire, he can feel it.
Jake starts to run through old faerie tales that he had read as a kid. He hits upon the idea that maybe she is a genie or one of those types that can grant a wish or hearts desire. This spins him into contemplation mode as he tries to think of the perfect wish.
Flea tries a different tack with Gry and just reminds him of a certain dragon that he has a thing for. She is also just a little upset with the fact that this woman has been poking around in her head. What little bit she can glean from the woman's manner she intends no harm and seems to be telling the truth.
Gry is quick to pick up on what Flea is saying about his love and then he has a flash of thought...why would Flea be concerned for Grand Maw. The first thing that comes to mind is that she is jealous of his position of Champion for this woman. He also knows that what he feels for this woman is not love but just a need to protect her. He has even seen her vampiric nature when she has talked to him but for some reason he felt no threat from her.
Mac tries to play upon the benefits and requirements of being a Champion to Gry but does not figure he will get far. Gry has a head as hard as rock...well really harder. He then turns his questions to the Miss VanCleave to see if she will provide any answers.
Anuk is quick to drop onto the questions that Mac has asked. He can see this going bad as Gry is one of thier best hitters and to have him out of the way would not help them out.
Ulgren runs a totally different tack as he gets a little bit mad. He demands answers to this friendship and why she would bewitch a friend. He also lays the whole whatever Gry must face than they all must face at the feet of the vampire woman.
Gilan tries to get Trel to settle the pack down and even tries to do that a little himself. He also has an idea of the woman's nature and feels that if they press her too far...it could go bad.
Elenea looks to each of the members of the pack with ever narrowing eyes. "The love that Gry has for me is for someone that he feels needs protected...though I have tried to tell him several times that he does not have to go that far." She looks to Gry and sighs. "What I feel for him is...complicated...he is the first person for many years that has looked at me for who I am without worrying about what I am." She is virtually hissing through her teeth as she speaks, anger coming to the front. "I got to know each of you through some of your memories, due to what Grymash spoke of...nice people that give someone a chance." With a look to Flea that she feels she has offended the most she lets the anger fade. "I did not go into personal memories or too deep...I just wanted a sense of being human again."
Taking a couple of steps away from Gry she bares her fangs in Ulgren's direction. "I am a vampire...I could very well have drank from any of you...could have tried to get Gry to break the stone in the night and left him for dead or better yet another of my kind." Her eyes flare as she takes another step forward. "You accuse me of bewitching him but I tell you that he could walk away right now if he wished...I have no hold on him of that kind...then again, why have I not done that to anyone else...it is well known that we charm the fighters and then turn them on thier friends." Taking a step back she tries to bring emotions back under control and she takes several breaths."
Turning to Trellus she gives a little bit of a smile. "You have been polite...though I think you knew my nature before." Looking a little drained and the light started to come back a little she cringes. "I plan to go back to my house and leave you about your business...I do not take Grymash with me and the only task I ask is...if I am in need of help in the future can I call upon my Champion and his friends for help." Holding up a hand to stall any arguements she speaks again. "You will have full details on what I need and you are free to refuse." Holding out her hand to her side, you see bits of dust start to move from the ground to her hand. As you watch and think the dust melds back into the very soul stone that she had been trapped in. "Though it has no value now...it is a token of my friendship with the Bloodpack." She holds out the gem to Grymash as she chuckles. "You know...I like that name...has an invigorating smell to it."
Flea Tuesday January 10th, 2006 12:09:38 AM ...a sense of being human again...
Flea stares at the predatory woman when she addresses her. The gnome holds tighter to Mac's horn as she sits rigidly on his shoulder. Pointing her free hand at the gem, the rogue asks, "if you are so well meaning then why were you inside that...that...thing? And, who put you there?"
Grymash d20+4=16 Tuesday January 10th, 2006 3:41:47 AM
Grymash puts his hand to his forehead and pulls back his hair from his eyes. He contemplates what his words will be. He seems somewhat confused. The half-orc prefers things to be simple. Things that perplex him usually end up making him angry. However, Gry is able to keep his calm and he chooses his words carefully before just blurting them out. "Gry's brain hurt like a slobber knocker! (Knowledge Religion: 16) "No, Gry no forced ta break da bloody rock. Gry do it wit own will. All souls belong ta Gargul, dat whut Gargul say. Dat whut Gry say too! No soul deserve ta be kept from da master. So Gry set free. But Gry also knows Gargul's will when it come ta, uhh, wit those who be mostly dead!" Grymash looks at Elenea compassionately. "Gry know whut vampires be. Gry read it in book. Gry read wit own eyes. But Elenea not like da others dat be mostly dead. Gry look in to Elenea brain too."
Grymash paces back and forth, rubbing his forehead, and then turns back to Elenea. "Whut confuse Gry most be why Elenea want ta stay away froms Gargul? Do Elenea not hear Master's call? Gry knows Elenea. Yooz no like da vampires in da words of Gry's holy book. Whut keeps yooz here?"
Tishe' Tuesday January 10th, 2006 5:15:52 AM
OOC: I swear I posted yesterday! Don't know what happened to it... :(
Tishe' is stunned at the revelation that this woman is a vampire! She doensn't know anything except what she has heard in horror stories,and that was quite bad enough. And if they are a little true, what Ms. Thing says is also true; that she could have escaped when everyone was asleep and killed everyone! And she didn't...
And Grymash has made a real point. "If you don't want to be a vampire, you can greet the sun or some such thing. What is it that you have to live for?" Then the brown-haired girl looks confused at her own words. Live? Un-live? Too confusing.
Stripes keeps well away from the woman and Grymash, and Wart is nowhere to be seen.
Trellus [-1 Con] Tuesday January 10th, 2006 8:01:08 AM
Trellus' tone is sharp - "Dudes, warp down."
The cleric isn't entirely certain what to make of the vampire, but this situation is already pretty sunbaked. Uncertain of her powers, and all too aware of Gry's special talents, the blond man doesn't want this meeting to go beyond the verbal stage.
Trellus also doesn't like the answer he thinks of when Flea asks her question. Anyone with the power to put a vampire into to that gem would have the power to destroy her outright...if she was just a farmer's wife or something. She's got power beyond that of vampirism, he decides. Light, we're in trouble.
To Elenea, Trellus only adds, "Gry's got a point. Gargul would take you back. Light, He WANTS you back."
Anuk Tuesday January 10th, 2006 10:34:32 AM
A vampire!?
Anuk's concern melts into curiosity...his old desire for knowledge about the Wold's strange creatures wells up inside him. He's heard about these unliving beings, but never even seen one, let alone talked to one. He wishes he still had his old journals so he could sit down and start drawing and taking notes of the experience.
Less than six minutes to talk. His mind races with questions, but the only thing he manages to blurt out is, "Light...uh...so...what's your favorite kind of blood?"
Jake Tuesday January 10th, 2006 1:29:02 PM
Unlike the others, Jake hasn't been listening. He's been thinking of heaping piles of gold, of beautiful women all fawning at his feet, of returning to Rattledam on a giganting skyship with an army of giants... "Huh?" he looks around. Something about a vampire. Oh well. "Ummm, perhaps y'all can tell me, where ah'd find one of them legendary swords or something, ta fight the Barons with. You know, some kinda weapon that can pulverize them, or maybe something ta fix the diseases they always cause... Hey, why y'all looking at me like that? Ain't she a genie?"
Mac Tuesday January 10th, 2006 3:43:08 PM
"So, in return for Gry's releasing you from the gem, we'd owe you a favour to a [pause] did you say 'Vampire'?"
Clearly that word has some significance, but it eludes him for the moment. Quietly to Flea on his shoulder he asks, "What's a Vampire?"
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Tuesday January 10th, 2006 6:07:45 PM
Ulgren flinches at the vampires bared fangs then in a bit of bravado bares his teeth as well, "I was taken from my family once, it will not happen again, vampire or not!" the drow hisses at the now calm temptress then heeding Trellus' words the mage steps backwards towards the pack and watches through his smoke colored goggles.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday January 10th, 2006 11:15:45 PM
Gilan sighs as the tension is somewhat taken out of the picture. He does give the woman the once over when she reveals her true nature. She is not what the typical vampire is suppose to be. He can think of really nothing to say that would further their goals and the questions being asked are what he himself would like to know.
Time grows short. (DM Jim) Tuesday January 10th, 2006 11:34:17 PM
Elenea laughs at the antics of Ulgren as she tries to come up with the best answers to the groups questions. "I have not crossed to Gargul for really one reason...Duke McElinv is one of two vampires that hold sway in my homeland and he is as evil as they come. It was him and another Dutchess LiNoth that sealed me in that gem to get me out of the way and I have been in there for two hun...no, nearer three hundred years now." She pats Gry on the shoulder as she shakes her head. "Of course a bit of thier taint remained with the gem and though I have power...I could not break it from the inside." She tries to hold each of your gazes equally so that you can tell she tells no lies. "I stay simply to try and make my home a better place...something I could not do in my life...so I am trying to do it in my death."
Looking to Anuk and his question she smiles and her eyes glitter for a minute. "Unlike most vampires that feel the need to feed to gluttony...I only feed when I am truly hungry or in need of power to do something. Most of my blood comes from animals that my human servants cook and eat for lunch and supper. I do have a pair of young woman that serve me loyally that also serve in times of dire need...though I only take what I need." She shudders as she watches the revoltion that will most likely pass across most of your faces.
Laying a hand upon Gry's arm she hands him the gem again with a smile. "As I said...I may ask for a favor in the future but you all are free to refuse and know the full details before you accept." Turning back to the group as a whole she bows her head to the with a look of...is it friendship. "Remember that friendship is a two way street...though I ask a favor now...in the future you will have the same option of me." With a last look to the group she steps a little ways off to the side of the group and seems to cring more from the little bit more brightening of the surrounding area.
Closing her eyes she falls into the powers that flow through any mage and arcane words spoken in a strange language spill from her mouth. She raises her hands even with her head and then slowly moves them down as far as possible. As she opens her eyes slowly she spreads her hands and a door opens in front of her. "My home of Koshe Marr." She turns slowly as you see the outline of a large mansion in the background and a beautiful garden. Though you do notice that there is a bit of gloom about what you see beyond the portal. "Any last questions Bloodpack?"
Tishe' and Snout Wednesday January 11th, 2006 1:59:49 AM
Standing dumbfounded at the revelations, Tishe' can only look on in silent wonder. Her mouth gapes open in continued surprise and brown eyes are wide at the spell power, the determination, and the knowledge of a new land are all before her. Her mouth moving before her mind, she blurts out "I will be ready to answer to help free your land."
Stripes and Wart have a different impression and want nothing to do with the woman vampire, her magic, or the new land, thank-you-very-much. They stay well away.
Trellus Wednesday January 11th, 2006 10:20:01 AM
Trellus shoots Tishe a look. He's not about to make any such promise, and he fervently hopes the rest of his friends aren't as impetuous as the Hook City native. The faster this dude steps on back into Koshe Marr or wherever, the better.
And while he might need a vampire's help in the future, he sure can't think of any reason why.
"We'll think about it," he answers cautiously, while adding mentally, Now go on, for Domi's sake.
Anuk Wednesday January 11th, 2006 1:19:46 PM
"Ah...animal blood...I see..," replies the ranger. Yuck. he thinks to himself. After a moment's pause he asks, "Ma'am...what sort of help can you offer us here when you're in your homeland? I mean, we've never really worked with one of your...uh...with someone like you. I guess I don't really understand what you're offering us, here."
Jake Wednesday January 11th, 2006 4:45:49 PM
Vampire. To a native plainsboy, that's even more unrealistic than dragons or snow. I mean, the sun's out, that's when you do stuff. Where do you get shade to get protection? And then there's the feeding on the blood...wouldn't water be better? But most of blood is water, so... Jake puzzles it out, and sees the woman as a weird sorta night-time bug pretending to be human. But what's up with all that stake business? He wonders if a blade of grass coudl do the same... What about silver? Geez. This vampire thing just wouldn't work out in the Plains. And looking at the woman, he has to wonder one last question... "Er, miss, was wondering one thing. Were you this beautiful in your life? I mean, or does vampire things...change people, make them more, well, attractive?" Jake's voice is filled with admiration and revulsion at the same time.
Grymash d20-2=7 d20-2=5 d20+2=5 Wednesday January 11th, 2006 8:34:01 PM
Grymash takes the gem from Elenea and tries to listen to every word. The details are quickly lost to him (Intell 7) but the gist of her message sinks in. His big fingers slowly close around the gem while she casts her spell. All he can do is stare and wonder if he had made the right decision and just let her go. If this were any other walking dead, the barbarian cleric would have destroyed them. But letting her go seemed like the right idea. He wonders what Gargul thinks and if he will be punished for his actions.
It isnt until she is gone when he opens his hand and looks into the shiny stone. What secret, if any, does it hold?
(Search 5, Spot 5)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Wednesday January 11th, 2006 10:02:14 PM
Ulgren whispers, "Koshe Marr," to himself and continues watching the vampire, watching her every move and doing his best to watch her spell hand movements and words.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday January 11th, 2006 10:39:32 PM
Gilan listens as the woman talks and shakes his head. Well at least they have a choice with helping her...not that they have always had a choice with the beaters in Rattledam. "Well at least she is not like all the beaters in town...you do this because I say so." He does not really care that he has spoken out loud knowing that at least most of the pack will agree.
Turning to Trel he lays a hand upon the shoulder of the cleric and gives it a squeeze. "Think we did the right thing?" His eyes take in the opening of the door and he shudders at the power. "Did we have a choice but to let her go." He moves over to stand near Gry and lays a hand upon the big warriors arm. "Doubts big guy...I have a feeling that she would choose to walk into the light if her mission was not important." Despite her unnatural nature he cannot feel that she is filling some role in the larger picture of things.
Flea Wednesday January 11th, 2006 10:50:46 PM
Flea doesn't like the creature or trust her sad story one bit. She turns her head in order not to see the woman or the wicked place for which she has magiked a portal. The colour rises in her face as she wonders what a certain other gnome would have made of Elenea VanCleave.
"Should we tell the monks of Rattledam about this Koshe Marr place?" she whispers loudly to Trellus.
The need to believe. (DM Jim) Wednesday January 11th, 2006 10:59:15 PM
Those most of the pack seem to still have problems with the idea of a walking dead that seeks friendship and seems to be wanting to do good deeds, they cannot fully accept the idea of helping her. Though little Tishe' is the first to speak up and offer her help when the time comes.
Ulgren knows these movements and some of the words for this spell. It is a very powerful teleporting spell that opens a doorway to a certain place that the caster knows. This one is the more powerful and more stable of the version.
Gry looks into the gem and feels a small flood of relief that he has done the right thing. As he continues to stare he could not help but think he saw an open eye in the gem for only the briefest of moments.
Elenea smiles at the last minute questions though she feels that they are uncomfortable in her presence. "My dear Jake...I am as I was the day that I was turned into what most would call a monster...worthy of only destruction and revoltion to all." She looks to the lot of you in turn and shakes her head. "Not all things that are evil are truely that way...some break the way things are suppose to be...there are good examples in all races, no matter if they are suppose to evil...the same can be said for the good...you will find evil." Her head slowly turns to Anuk and she arches an eyebrow as she thinks on it. "Really I am offering help in any form that I can give...but rest assured that if I give help before I ask a favor than you will owe me no matter what...the gem will be the link...when things look most dark for your group you may ask for my help...I will aid you in whatever way that I can." She gives a little bit of a cocky smile as she snaps her fingers. "There is little that magic cannot do...if put to the right uses...as your friend Ulgren and Tishe' can attest to."
With a look of pure pleasure she turns to Tishe' and gives her a heartfelt smile of friendship. "As your leader Trellus has said...wait and see about what I ask first...you can decide then if you wish to aid me." The smile does not disappear though as she looks to Tishe' still. "It is good to know though that you would be willing to aid me."
With a last look to Gry she moves over to stand near him with a deeply troubled look upon her face. "You have done me a great favor...one that will be felt in my homeland once more, for those that put me in that gem will have to deal with me again." She lays a hand upon his and the gem that is in it. "If when we meet again, you do not think that I still deserve to be out of that gem...I will take my place in Gargul's realm." She walks back to the portal and looks upon her home with a little misgiving and still a yearning to be back. "Fare the well my friends...if you will let me call you that." She then steps through the portal, which begins to close slowly behind her.
Spot DC 14 to notice the four werewolves that are moving in at Elenea from two different directions.
Sense Motice DC 12 to realize that they are not there to welcome her home, but are attacking her.
The portal is completely closed by now and you figure that you may have seen the last of this vampire...for at least the time being.
Tishe' and Stripes d20+14=18 d20+7=18 d20=11 Thursday January 12th, 2006 4:38:29 AM
Still facinated with it all, Tishe' misses the byplay from her packmates, the significance of the spell (Spellcheck: 18), and the uneasiness of her animal freinds.
She does see the four wolf-human hybrids that are rapidly closing in on Elenea (Spot: 18). "It's nice that she has friends so close by", she tells Grymash (Sense Motive: 11)
Yet now the portal is closed and the group is alone in the Sargrass once more. With her rapidly changing mind, Tishe' thinks about the land around her and how to get home. Finally.
And then? "Well, the land my life.", she says to Stripes. "We learn about and protect the Sargrass from those Barons."
Stripes is just really happy that the undead is gone and only regular things are about. Unable to wag a tail, he grins with lolling tongue.
Mac d20+5=14 Thursday January 12th, 2006 5:03:18 AM
The taur fails to notice the rugs... I mean weres!
He looks about again and asks in a different fashion, "So, just incase we run into her or others in the future, what is a vampire?"
Trellus [-1 Con] d20+9=18 d20+5=23 Thursday January 12th, 2006 8:47:15 AM
[Spot 18, Sense Motive 23]
"They're not her friends," Trellus responds glumly to Tishe. (+2 Aid another on everyone else's Sense Motive check)
The blond man spends a good half minute in silent contemplation, looking blankly at the spot VanCleave occupied a moment before, while dragging his hand over the blond stubble on the back of his head in an unconscious habit.
Finally, he exhales in a big sigh and turns to Mac. "A vampire is undead. They suck the blood of the living, and some say part of their life force as well. Pretty much a non-frozen version of Ice Dude. This one's got wizard powers, too."
He thinks a bit more. "Gry? You shady holding that gem? You want me to hold it for you?"
Trellus scratches his head some more, thoughtfully looking at each of his friends. When his gaze falls on Anuk, a wide grin breaks across his face and the man begins to chuckle. "What's your favorite kind of blood?" he quotes playfully. "Dude, you totally need to work on your pickup lines".
Anuk d20+12=31 d20+4=13 Thursday January 12th, 2006 11:49:43 AM
Wondering what sort of help they might ask of a vampire, Anuk watches the portal close behind Miss VanCleave. The instant before it's gone, he sees the wolves closing in on her and shouts a warning "Wolves!!", but it seems it's too late.
(spot 31, sense motive 13)
Hoping she heard, he tells the pack, "Sorry about the shouting...looked like she might have a little trouble back home is all..."
Anuk turns a little red at Trellus' teasing and grins sheepishly. "Yeah...after spending so much time around Jake you'd think I could come up with something shadier."
Jake d20+6=10 d20+5=24 Thursday January 12th, 2006 2:31:01 PM
Jake frowns sesning something wrong, but not seeing much of the wolves. Oh well. Now it's time to get moving on. "Say, guys... that was interesting and all, but ah wanna get on to Rattledam. Home sounds plenty fine about now." Jake looks over the plains and tilts his hat slightly, and coughs once to clear his throat, then spits. Then he covers his mouth with that mask again. (Kinda looks like a bankrobber in one of those westerns with that face-scarf on ;-D )
Mac (illegal second post) Thursday January 12th, 2006 3:12:03 PM
"Jake? Three directions from the dream - remember? I'm not sure we're ready to go home as yet."
Grymash d20+2=5 d20+2=8 Thursday January 12th, 2006 7:36:20 PM
Grymash watches Elenea as she steps through the doorway. The only thing he can think to say, "Bring da light to thems, Elenea! Bring da fire! Fill Gargul's vaults wit da souls dat do evil!" His attention is caught with a blink of the eye from the stone. He doesnt notice the bipedal fur bags stalking up to her.
(Spot 5, Sense motive 8)
Grymash answers Tishe not knowing she was referring to the werebeasts, "Yeah, it gute dat Elenea found friends here in da Sargrass. Elenea never gets out of da rock if weez not finds it." When Trellus offers to hold the gem for him, Gry simply states, "Naw... Gry wills hold it. Stone be gute for Gry to keep."
Flea d20+9=19 d20-1=10 Thursday January 12th, 2006 9:43:08 PM
Flea spots some furry creatures approach the strange creature after she enters the portal (Spot=19, Sense Motive=10). She looks at Tishe' weird new friend to see if there is a resemblance. When she looks back at the portal it is closed.
With a shiver she listens to Trellus' answer to Mac's question.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) d20+1=13 d20+1=8 Thursday January 12th, 2006 10:11:54 PM
Ulgren doesn't notice the werewolves closing on the vampire and only after the portal closes releases his grip on his wand. "Strange that she could stay in the sunlight and not be harmed," Ulgren states out loud, "I wonder how she did that?"
Gilan and Ciaran d20+18=25 Thursday January 12th, 2006 11:20:45 PM
Gilan watches as the lady leaves finally and breathes a sigh of relief. Though he has mixed feelings about her for some reason he feels that she does mean well.
He has not been paying attention as she goes the rest of the way through the portal so he does not notice anything and turns to look. "Huh...what?" By that time the portal is closed and he could not have seen anything anyways. He looks to the direction that the group had been traveling and then to the sky to see how much time they have left. "Shall we move on and find a good camp for the night?" He does not really want to stay and would rather press on if that is the vote.
Wavy grass but no wavy curves. (DM Jim) Thursday January 12th, 2006 11:29:53 PM
With Elenea departed the group now finds that the surrounding area has come back to life. You hear the insects buzzing around the area and the wind is now talking sweetly through the tall grass. The area has also brightened back to its normal brightness for the day and Ulgren gets the first of his answers. There had been some kind of spell in the area that had darkened it enough for her to be here for as long as she was...he has studied a spell in the past that would do that and knows that their are more powerful forms as well.
As the portal is closed and you cannot yell a warning to Elenea about her guests you can only hope that she is ok. Though you silently might be wondering if you will be seeing her again and does it matter to you. Those that saw the furries moving at Elenea noticed that they traveled on two legs and not four, plus they stood as tall as a man. In fact if you could change Gilan's wolf Ciaran to resemble a wolf standing on his hind legs but with the proportions of a man you would have it.
The sun is starting to go down in the sky but Gilan knows that you have at least a good three to four hours of light to travel by, as do others that know the ways of nature. Your thoughts turn to a town out this way that is in need of your help. Most importantly is the thoughts of home that run through everyone's mind. It will be good to finally be able to go back to Rattledam at last. Some of you are even beginning to miss Galafar yelling at you...well maybe not really.
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday January 12th, 2006 11:49:02 PM
Shouldering her pack and keeping her crossbow handy, Tishe' moves over to the comforting bulk of Mac to walk through the Sargrass. "What dream are you talking about? Must've been when I was with the Manfri."
She pouts for a second in losing some information, but a cold snout hits her hand and the ugly face of Stripes grins up at her. How can she be mad when the striped hyena needs her? And she needs him, too. Companions. And Pack. And Tishe' heaves a sigh of contentment, for no matter where they go from here, they are a Pack together.
Stripes is just really happy that the undead is gone and only regular things are about. Unable to wag a tail, he grins with lolling tongue.
Trellus Friday January 13th, 2006 10:08:09 AM
The blond man's face drops in disappointment at Grymash's reply. He'd much rather somebody else had that gem, but he can't see any way to push it without getting the half-orc all sunbaked. Trellus lets the matter drop.
He pulls out his waterskin, and takes a drink, following years of ingrained training - removing the cap at the very last instant, immediately covering the opening with his mouth, and then capping the container just as soon as it leaves his lips. No open water The precautions are merely unconscious habit by now.
Smiling at Anuk's coloring, the cleric grandly holds his right arm out in their direction of travel. "Let's weave, dudes"
He drops into line, and follows his packmates through the Grass.
Jake Friday January 13th, 2006 2:17:46 PM
"Awww treadles, I'd forgotten about that," Jake says morosely. "Anyone notice this ground and grass is getting a little weird?"
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Friday January 13th, 2006 4:29:34 PM
Ulgren follows Trellus lead and grabs a quick drink in the same manner. The drow smiles as they close the waterskins thinking, we are all so different and yet the same. Ulgren readjusts his pack, and changes the color of his pants to white inorder to reflect some of the light off of him.
Anuk Friday January 13th, 2006 4:45:35 PM
Anuk gives Trellus a mock salute. "Weaving now, sir," he says in officious tones, but with a wide smile on his face.
Gilan and Ciaran d20+18=34 d20+10=18 d20+10=15 Friday January 13th, 2006 5:03:48 PM
Gilan falls back into his usual pattern of weaving his way through the group to check on everyone and lend his aid as best he can. He also spends time with Anuk up in the front so that he can help him scout out the immediate area for trouble.
Flea (-2 to Con) d20+10=28 d20+16=32 Friday January 13th, 2006 5:36:38 PM
"You doing okay, Mac?" Flea asks of her minotaur host. "You want me to switch over to the other shoulder?"
As the party make their way through the grass, Flea scans the horizon (Spot=28). If all is clear she takes a peep inside Mac's pack (Search=32) to see if the kitten is awake.
Where to set up camp? (DM Jim) Friday January 13th, 2006 11:24:48 PM
The pack has been moving for most of the remaining day and the sun is starting to get low enough in the sky that it is getting dark. There is still enough light even for those with no extra form of vision for nightime to see but it will be gone before long. The insects have started to move in the plains and you find that you are slapping at biting bugs off and on.
Noone has seen anything of any size since you have been traveling and in fact it has been a rather uneventful little trek so far. Flea does check in on Galea from inside of Mac's pack and finds the little kitten curled in a ball and purring contently.
Finally you feel that you can move no longer but you have found no area that would be suitable for a camp sight. The grass surrrounding you is only ten feet high but as you look out further you find that it is reaching to some fifteen feet.
Stomaches are rumbling and you all are too tired to really push on, but can you camp here?
Tishe' and Stripes Saturday January 14th, 2006 4:08:50 AM
The short woman finds that she can weave through the grasses much better than most of her companions because of her affinity with Mother Wold. She follows Gilan's example to move back and forth among her friends to make sure that everyone is keeping up without problems. And Stripes is able to keep up well enough (1/2 movement for Stripes is still 25') to follow his human around.
When night falls, Tishe' looks to her arcane associate to provide that amazing little shelter of his. "How fortuneate the Pack was to have found you, Ulgren!"
Mac Sunday January 15th, 2006 2:34:36 PM
"You're shady there Flea. Just don't let me forget your there!" He replies with a smile.
Flea (-2 to Con) d20+5=15 d20+13=24 Sunday January 15th, 2006 7:58:10 PM
"Oh, you won't forget about me!" chirps Flea.
As the group make their way through the tall grass, she practices some recent poetry she has tried to memorize (Perform=15)
A bird came down the walk. He did not know I saw-- He bit an angleworm in halves, And ate the fellow, raw,
And then, he drank a dew, From a convenient grass-- And then hopped sidewise to the Wall To let a beetle pass.
From her vantage point the rogue looks for a good place to suggest the party make camp. (Search=24)
Gilan and Ciaran Sunday January 15th, 2006 8:23:19 PM
Gilan looks to Trellus and then the grass that surrounds them, shaking his head. "I don't think we are going to find an open area to camp." He looks to Ulgren and gives a hopeful look. "Can you hut be set up inside this grass...I mean will it bend it over to fit?" He knows that magic can do a lot of things but he is not sure that it would bend the grass down flat so that they can make use of it.
Looking to Trell he covers a yawn with his right hand. "Should we try...or clear an area?" He figures that they have a pair of people that maybe able to clear the grass...if they can be quick before it grows back on them.
Ciaran lays upon the ground and looks to those around him. He seems indifferent right now to the plight of the group...though he does not understand too much of what is said. He does yawn as well and seems ready to catch a little sleep.
Trellus Monday January 16th, 2006 9:38:37 AM
Trellus looks around, as if waiting for an open spot to magically appear.
He ponders Gilan's question for a moment or two before answering.
"Lets just hack out a spot. With a bunch of us weaving we can clear enough for Ulgren to weave his house. The Grass'll grow around it, so I think we'll be shady for the night."
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended) Monday January 16th, 2006 4:37:24 PM
Ulgren smiles at Tishe', "Thanks, your the best!" Ulgren says with a smile as he turns to face others asking him questions. "I am not sure if the house would be strong enough to crush the grass but I am willing to find out, or help cut some of it back and cast it on the ground." Ulgren pats his rapier, "I will need something more suited than this though."
Anuk d20+12=20 d20+12=25 d20+14=25 Monday January 16th, 2006 6:14:42 PM
"Nice one, Flea. Know any poems about ranthoms or sarg moths?" While making conversation, Anuk, too, looks for a good spot in the grass for Ulgren's "campsite".
spot 20 listen 25 survival 25
Grymash d20+9=29 Monday January 16th, 2006 7:00:57 PM
Grymash helps search out a good spot for the pack to camp for the night.(Survival 29, natural 20. wasting all these awesome rolls on skill checks!!). He reminds everyone of the tents and camping gear that he has stored in his magical backpack. He pulls out three tents, two everburning torches, a stew pot and a water keg. He even pulls out a ten-foot pole to act as a center support it they choose to fold down layers of grass over to tie into a dome for added security. Rope, shovel, pitons and hammers are provided as well.
"How much rations do pack have. Do Gry an Anuk need ta go huntin'?
Makin' the camp. (DM Jim) Tuesday January 17th, 2006 12:09:34 AM
With little success in finding any open areas to set up the hut that Ulgren can summon up, those with the right weapons start to work upon the grass so that they can have an area large enough.
It takes quick effort to get it timed just right as the group has no longer worked out the area to a short enough bit of grass than it begins to grow back. Ulgren gets his hut put into place just as some of the grass is beginning to grow a few inches.
With the hut finally in place Gry pulls out spare tents and all the rations that he has. He poses one of the ultimate questions...how much food do they have and does he need to help out others in finding food?
Another issue comes up with the ideas of watch and how to make it effective with the grass the way it is. The grass seems to stay short around the area of the hut for five feet and then you get back into the ten feet tall stuff?
Want to do any additions to the camp? Like a dome over the top of the campsite? Set up a fire pit for cooking? Or anything else you can think of? I would also like to know how much water each person is carrying and food as well on them?
Flea d20+2=16 d20+9=14 d20+11=12 Tuesday January 17th, 2006 12:28:39 AM
Figuring the drow's magic house worked pretty well last time, Flea signal's Mac to put her down. The gnome will enter through the door, search around to see if the 'kitchen' is in the same place as last time. If it is, she will drop her pack in a corner and set to work making a meal for the party using whatever Gry, Anuk, or the others provide. If pickings are slim, she will collect trail rations from those who have them and do her best to spice up the aromas and flavours of the bland food using her magic ways.
When it comes time for watches, she will accept any watch assigned.
Skills/Alchemy (Cooking?)=16 and Prestidigitation Spot=14 Listen=12
(OOC: Flea has 1 week of trail rations, and 1 water skin.)
Anuk d20+14=25 Tuesday January 17th, 2006 12:15:14 PM
"Me? I'm hungry for some of Jake's stew. Let's go find some bugs, Gry." When Gry is ready, Anuk heads off into the grasses to see what he can scrounge up for the group's meal.
Survival 25
(ooc: Anuk carries one homemade waterskin and a couple of days worth of rations.)
Jake Tuesday January 17th, 2006 2:04:04 PM
"See? Someone likes mah cookin'," Jake proudly says, and goes about getting in Flea's way as she tries to prepare a good meal. He insists on making his own, until he realizes how few ingredients there are. At that point, realizing he can't 'experiment' and create anything spicy or interesting, he gets kinda bored and uninterested, and sighs. "Well, ah suppose you might as well cook up something," Jake sighs and sits back, to let the littlest Packmate do her work. "Hey, Gilan, can ya make some of those grass mats you sometimes do ta sleep on?" Jake suggests. "Ah think some piggies slithered up my pants last time, it wasn't pleasant fer sure..." (What's Ulgren's spell do? I missed something about that I think.)
Trellus Tuesday January 17th, 2006 3:12:17 PM
Trellus considers. "That house looked pretty secure last night. Remember The Walker's cave? I'd say we'd be shadiest just getting in there and closing everything up tight."
"Gry, put your water barrel inside the house. Everyone fill up from there. When we got what we need, I'll fill up the barrel."
The cleric also takes stock of the food situation, to see if he needs to memorize a spell for that in the morning.
Once all that is taken care of, he turns back to Tishe with grin. "You mentioned something about presents......"
Trellus has one waterskin and 5 days trail rations (minus whatever he's eaten so far)
OOC - Leomund's Secure Shelter - it doesn't have a kitchen, but it locks up pretty good.
Grymash d20+9=23 d20+2=8 d20+5=19 Tuesday January 17th, 2006 7:36:58 PM "Oh!! the half-orc mutters with a bit of surprise. He wasnt aware that a hut was going to be conjured. He carries his keg inside and sets the stew pot inside the fireplace. He looks for the hook used to hang the pot over the fire.
"If Jake gonna make stew Gry, need ta hunt prairie piggie. Gry thanks Gry hear one squealin' little way back. Nuk, ya wants ta come?" The barbarian then nudges Jake and whispers, "Whut it take for yazz ta make some Jake Cake. Gry still gots a lil green gnomish left."
Grymash draws out his massive bow from his magic quiver, waits to see if Anuk was coming, and then heads out a little ways. Every five steps he casually kinks a stalk of grass with his fist in order to leave a trail back to camp. He keeps a sharp eye and ear for that ellusive piggie! (Survival 23, Spot 8, Listen 19)
(Gry has 2 Casks of Water, 1 Cask of Green Gnomish - mostly empty, 4 waterskins, 5 days of trail rations - minus whatever has been eaten, and unknown amount of leftover food he's taken other hunts, and edible kills from battle.)
Ulgren Tuesday January 17th, 2006 10:11:16 PM
Ulgren walks into the hut and out of the way of the hunters preparing to go hunting. "Good luck!" Ulgren says with a smile. Ulgren then assits in moving the keg of water out of the middle of the floor and then drops his pack on a bunk.
Ulgren has 4 water skins and 7 days rations-depending on what has been eaten.
Gilan and Ciaran d20+10=11 d20+18=34 Tuesday January 17th, 2006 10:40:46 PM
Gilan slips into the hut and settles his stuff into one of the corners. He stretches a little and then shakes himself lightly. "How about we see if any of the grasses around are edible...remember that some of them keep for awhile?" Taking the little bit of time that he has before it gets too dark to see he slips outside to search the grasses for anything that they can take with them...food wise. He also keeps his eyes open for anything that may seek to eat him or the rest of the pack.
Tishe' and Stripes d20+8=25 d20+8=22 d20=15 d20=4 Wednesday January 18th, 2006 3:58:44 AM
The brown-haired girl takes Trellus' hint and passes out the gifts of the Manfri to everyone. While she does this, she takes stock of her own food (1 week trail rations) and water (2 skins). "It's a good idea to hunt for whatever we can find and only use the dry rations to supplement and make them last longer. Wouldn't it be terrible if we ate all our trail rations when the hunt is plentiful and then not have any when we needed it?"
Tishe' keeps away from cooking, "Mother told me that I was the best cook if anyone wanted something burned", and helps watch out for things while the hunters and camp setters are busy; with Stripes helping out.
Listen 27 (Aid from Stripes) Spot; 22 (fail aid from Stripes)
"I'll take first watch, too." she offers
The night and gifts. (DM Jim) Wednesday January 18th, 2006 8:04:40 PM
Flea goes to searching the hut and finds no kitchen but is able to set up a firepit outside of the hut with the help of Mac. She is soon cooking something that smells rather nice over the fire...a hearty stew is what it looks like.
Anuk slips off with Gry to find some bugs though Gry has another plan of his own as he grabs his bow and quiver. Anuk is able to find a nice little supply of bugs that he slips into a special bag made from the grasses of the plains. Gry is able to find a rather large boar prairie pig that is rooting around in the grass. It's slug like body is turned to him when he finds it and even though it turns at the sound...it is only the release of the arrow that had alerted it. Gry has a nice little bit of meat to take back to the camp as well.
Jake putters around the hut a little and then tries to help out Flea with the cooking but finds that without spices that he has run out of he cannot fix much that has his flair and soon finds a place to stay out of the way. He does hit Gilan up for a blanket woven of grass to help keep bugs out of his pants. Though he figures that inside this hut they will not have to worry about it.
Trellus sets up a plan for the group so that they may not need to set up a watch...though he figures that someone will be up for watches anyways. He also has Gry set up his barrel before he leaves so that they all can refill waterskins and then the barrel before leaving. Then a bright smile appears on his face as he bothers Tishe' about something that she had mentioned earlier...PRESENTS.
Ulgren is more than happy to find a little time to relax after he helps to move the water barrel from the middle of the floor. He does his best to explain the workings of the tent to Jake and even shows him a bunk that the man may sleep in.
Gilan and Ciaran slip into the hut with the others and stows his gear in a corner as he takes a seat for a few minutes. With a look of disinterest in what is going on inside he slips out to look for some grasses and bugs as well. Ciaran falls asleep against his pack and is soon sending a bit of snoring through the hut.
Tishe' is one with the group on seeing what can be found in the wild to eat and save on thier own rations. The dried foods that they have with them are ok but she does not feel like making a steady diet of them either. She then slips into a comfortable spot outside to look for any signs of trouble with Stripes at her side.
A half an hour has passed and finally Gry and Anuk return to the hut. Anuk has found a small treasure of bugs in the grasses and brought them back with him. Gry drops a dead prairie pig upon the ground with that goofy grin on his face. He looks rather pleased with himself as he goes to tend to his bow before doing anything else.
Ten minutes after that Gilan returns as well. He has a look of happiness upon his face as he pulls up a sack of different grasses. All of you can smell the fragrance of both onion and garlic grass coming from the sack. As Gilan takes a seat he starts to sort out what he has found and you notice the following that you know for sure...licorice, potato and an assortment of native spice grasses that will help to spice up any meals in the future.
Though Tishe' has offered to take a first watch the group seems to be going to take a bottle up the hut tactic and ride it out. With that in mind Tishe' pulls out an assortment of packages that the group are pleased to see. She tosses a small bag of spices to Jake and shakes her head as she mentions some dark haired Manfri woman wanting them given to him...not that she would mention what Jake had done to deserve them. With that out of the way she passes out an assortment of packages to each person in the hut...actually they are woven bags of grass that you know will hold water if needed and without exploding.
Tishe' - stylish pants o' plenty(made of plains grass), cloak of comfort, bracers of armor +1, cmw potion, magic fang potion(4)
Gilan - ring of feather fall, barkskin +4(4), cmw potion(2), magic fang potion
Ulgren - ring of feather fall, polymorph scroll, flame arrow scroll, summon monster III scroll, resist energy scroll, locate object scroll, darkness scroll, mirror image scroll, color spray scroll, feather fall scroll, true strike scroll, unseen servant scroll, blink scroll, silence scroll, mount scroll
Flea - ring of protection +1, amulet of natural armor +1, gray bag of tricks, shield of faith +2 potion(2)
Anyone with questions on thier gifts let me know either with you next post of through email. I will get back to you with all the information that you need. Jake will need to replace his old armor with the new Steelgrass one as he gave his old one to the Manfri.
Ulgren Wednesday January 18th, 2006 10:11:35 PM
Ulgren watches for the return of the hunters with eagerness, the long trek through the plains has built a deep hunger within the drow mage. Ulgren watches Tishe' with a puzzled look as she begins to pass out packages to the group. "Who are these from?" Ulgren asks which is followed up with a look of surprise as Tishe' hands the drow one. Ulgren looks inside and his jaw drops as he looks over the collection of scrolls. Ulgren reaches inside his pants pocket for his spellbook and prepares to scribe scrolls when a glint of light catches his eye. Ulgren reaches inside the woven grass bag and pulls out a small ring. The drow smiles as he places the ring on his hand. Ulgren then settles in to scribe scrolls into his spellbook.
ooc: How many spells per night can Ulgren scribe into his spellbook?
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday January 19th, 2006 5:21:16 AM
Happy as an apprentice on holiday, Tishe' opens her present and carefully saves the woven grass basket. The cloak is a welcome sight and she is sure that Stripes will like the potions, but the intricately woven stylish pants o' plenty are what captures her eyes. There is nothing doing than she must try them on immediately.
Stripping off her biege pants without embarrasment, Tishe' sits on the floor in her smallclothes to see how is the fit.
"Nice, very nice", she says, turning around and around and trying to look at herself from every angle. "And the pockets! Wonderful!"
DM - Purchase approved.
Jake Thursday January 19th, 2006 1:33:29 PM
"Oh Ho! Next meal will be mine!" Jake proudly announces, looking through the different little pockets of spice. "Heh... we should save the Jake Cake for when we get back tho. As a celebration, ah mean." Jake is happy to relax and let everyone else do the rest of the work that night, though he will dutifully put in for watch at some time after he can get a good enough sleep. (I do have some questions about the items I got, see my email)
Grymash (ac23) Thursday January 19th, 2006 8:05:41 PM
A big toothy grin continues to stretch from ear to pointy ear. Grymash is very pleased with himself. "Gry find big juicy piggie. Pack eats gute tonight," boasts the barbarian while fighting back every urge to beat his chest and dance around like an idiot. His big hands slap the rump of the big furry slug sending ripples throughout its gelatanous-like body. "Hmmmm, gute an fat. Ripe an tasty. Been too longs since Gry had gute old prairie pig. Dat battle bird* wuz shady, but nuthin' like piggie here!!"
Grymash is quickly distracted when he notices that presents from the manfri are being handed out. The dusty rose-colored prism is placed in his large hand. "Ooh, Gry gets nuther blood rock!?" Its the same color as the gem he just received from the vampire, but looks very different. He stares into it, trying to see if there is another eye, like there was in the other. While holding it up to the torch light for a better look, the prism floats up out of his hand and starts to circle about his head. A sudden rush of insight washes over him. He feels his awareness of himself and everyone else around him become especially keen. "OOOHHhhhh!! Shaadddyy!!"
(*Battle Bird, as Gry calls it, was the dire turkey he fought for Thanksgiving in '04)
(Im also assuming that Gry's gift is the Ioun Stone that gives a +1 Insight bonus to AC.)
Trellus [-1 Con] Thursday January 19th, 2006 9:14:01 PM
"You got a prairie pig?" Trellus exclaims excitedly. "Shady! I haven't had that in forever!"
The cleric settles down for some roast slug, choosing to ignore for the moment Jake's announced intention to cook next time.
Present time is a happy time. The elven chain is so LIGHT! The cleric is certain he'll be able to move faster than the bulky breastplate he's currently been wearing. He stows the potions and scrolls while answering Ulgren. "Tishe said these came from the manfri, right Tishe....." Trellus' words die in his throat as he glances up to see the Hook City native in all her pantless glory. "Uh......."
Descretion is sometimes the better part of valor. The blond man looks away and changes the subject.
"Let's keep a watch going inside, just to keep an ear on things. Um, Tishe, um, first. With Gry. Then me and Ulgren, Gilan and Jake, Nuk and Mac. Flea gets to sleep in."
Gilan and Ciaran d4=1 Thursday January 19th, 2006 11:46:43 PM
Gilan slips the knot off the bag open and peers inside to see what is there. The breathe catches in his throat as he looks to the nice little gifts and he almost forgets to breathe again. As he slips each one out he shakes his head at the ring as he knows what it is. "You think someone knows about a little fall that I took some time back." He laughs at the memory and then turns to Gry with a mischievious smile. "At least I was not holding the rope I tried to climb down." He laughs again at the image of his friend falling while holding onto the rope he was trying to climb...though some of it was shadowed by pain.
When he looks up he notices Tishe' and turns as red as beet grass. He turns his eyes away and has to clear his throat as he brings his focus back to other things. "I don't mind standing a watch." He looks to Ciaran who is sacked out against his pack and smiles. "I can count on Ciaran's eyes and nose." With a little bit of time before his watch his will slip over to lay a hand upon Flea's shoulder. "You still feeling the effects of that ash?" He will cast on of the restoration spells that Trell mentioned to take so that she will be full power tomorrow.
Meals, spells and the watch. (DM Jim) Thursday January 19th, 2006 11:54:43 PM
Flea soon has a nice little fire going and adds the prairie pig meat to the stew. Though she has to lay out a lot of it to be cooked separate as there is way too much.
Everyone seems to grimace a little about the though of Jake cooking for them, but he does not notice. Actually he is use to that reaction and in fact feeds off of it.
Presents seem to be a big hit with the group as they find some stuff that they had been needing. It does lead to one big question. How did the Manfri figure this out and just what else to they know?
Watches are set up and as the night wears on each paired group finds themselves sitting their watch outside of the hut. The stars twinkle above your heads, for each group, when they take their watch. It was nearing the end of Mac and Anuk's watch when the two of you feel the very ground that you are seated upon seem to roll underneath you...or at least that is the best way you can describe it. Though you peer into the grass as best you can, you find nothing out of the ordinary but there is something going on out there.
Ulgren - It will take one hour to scribe a spell into your spellbook per caster level of that spell. All of the scrolls you got are minimum caster level for that spell.
Mikey - Sending a reply to your email out as well. Anyone else interested in the stats for thier steelgrass armor or did I explain that good enough with my earlier email?
Gry's gift is as you named it. Hope it helps out.
Tishe' and Stripes Friday January 20th, 2006 7:11:32 AM
Watch time is a time of great opportunity as Tishe' sits with Grymash. She stays easy, petting Stripes on his ugly head, and talks about growing up in Hook City 'so many people, and nearly everyone can work at least some kind of magic', to her presents 'grass pants, who would have thought!', to wonderings about what is going on in Rattledam and the Barons 'we should take the battle to them', she says vehemetly. 'I mean, you don't let a school bully get away just because he runs out of the room, he's learned nothing!'
Once her watch is over, Tishe' sleeps the rest of the truly exhausted, Tishe' is cuddled with her new companion as a very warm and comfortable pillow.
Trellus Sunday January 22nd, 2006 9:30:16 AM
Trellus nods along with Tishe's exclamation about 'taking the battle to the Barons'. "First we gotta find out where they are," he replies wearily. "Then, maybe we can twist their thread."
Trellus sleeps soundly, but awakens to the weird movement of the ground. Like the rest of the Bloodpack, he steps outside to see what's going on. Like the rest of the Bloodpack, all he sees is Grass.
"Gil, can you fly up top and see if you can make out anything sunbaked?" he asks. In the meantime, it might be a good idea to try out that new armor. The blond man pulls out the delicate looking chainmail and puts it on.
Flea Sunday January 22nd, 2006 11:02:45 AM
Flea studies her gifts. As she puts on the ring, there is a sharp intake of breath as she remembers just such another ring on the hand of another. Soon however, she is distracted as she watches the others open their presents.
The rumbling felt through the ground piques her curiosity, but when the taller folk report there is nothing to be seen for it, a cold shiver steals up her spine.
Gilan and Ciaran Sunday January 22nd, 2006 4:31:44 PM
Gilan slips out of the hut with the rest and listens and feels the moving of the earth. He shakes his head as he looks into the grass and can see nothing.
With the suggestion he nods to Trell and slips into the form of an owl. Taking to wing he flies out around the area looking for anything out of the ordinary that could have been making the ground shake.
Spell List 0th(6): 1st(7): 2nd(6): 3rd(6): 4th(4): * used
Mac d20+5=11 Sunday January 22nd, 2006 8:30:40 PM
Mac gets to his feet and heads for the door. "Once 'round the hut in case it's low to the ground." he mutters before he gets out.
[Spot:11]
Tishe' and Stripes Sunday January 22nd, 2006 10:20:43 PM
"I wonder if the rumble is coming on the ground or IN the ground?"
Whatever it is, Stripes doesn't look too happy about it, and keeps close to his human.
Grymash d20+5=17 d20+2=12 Monday January 23rd, 2006 2:27:49 AM
Grymash gets up from his watch at the first sign of the disturbance. He releases his new ioun stone, and it begins to circle above his head. He then takes his double axe, that was leaning against the wall of the hut. "shhhh, gry tries ta hear wit da ears," whispers the half-orc.
(Listen 17, Spot 12)
Anuk d20+12=22 d20+12=21 Monday January 23rd, 2006 11:18:44 AM
(ooc: sorry for the missed posts)
Anuk spends his watch both looking around and checking out the gifts he received. After putting on his new armor, he picks up rock after rock on the ground and stuffs them into his new grasspack. "Mac...have you seen this thing? I just keep puttin' stuff in here and it never gets heavier! It works even better than my quiver!...I don't know what my problem with magic was...this stuff is great!" He babbles on for a while, taking out the rocks and replacing them with the items from his own pack.
But the rumbling ground gets his attention. It reminds him of the island they stayed on with the giant smoking mountain. He looks out into the darkness and asks Mac, "See anything out there?"
spot 22 listen 21
Jake Monday January 23rd, 2006 1:17:06 PM
Jake wakes up at the first groundshake. "Woah... haven't we felt one of those before? In that other land, the Cold Place?" Jake queries. Just to reaffirm the ground's solidness, he stomps twice, then spits on it. That should be good enough, he thinks to himself.
Ulgren d20+14=24 d20+14=19 Monday January 23rd, 2006 9:40:54 PM
Ulgren sits down with his spell book and scroll and quietly looks at each of them until he reaches a decision. Ulgren spends the next four hours scribing 2 scrolls into his spell book, Flame Arrow (Spellcraft 24), and Mount (Spellcraft 19). Ulgren finishes his work and lays down, exhausted but with a smile on his face.
WIll post spell list tomorrow. SOry yfor the missed posts work was hell last week.
The noise in the morning. (DM Jim) Monday January 23rd, 2006 9:57:42 PM
Everyone is out earlier than the usually are as the ground shakes. Though you peer into the grass you can see nothing at all moving. With a suggestion from Trell, Gilan takes to the air in owl form and scouts out the surrounding area. Though he goes around the camp and out about thirty feet he does not see anything moving...but he does see something that is strange.
Landing back at the camp he relays the information about a stretch of grass that is missing twenty feet from their camp and about fifteen feet wide. Though he did not go lower to take a better look he did not see the grass doing what it usually does...grow back.
The pack realizes that they have two things to consider...a mystery and breakfast. It will be amusing to see which wins out in the end as tummies grumble but minds work on the mystery in the grass.
Grymash d20+2=4 Tuesday January 24th, 2006 12:05:12 AM
After listening to Gilan's report, Grymash rubs his chin, "Hmmm.. sound likes some grassbiter hads some breakfast!" His eyes widen and narrow. Furrows on his brow roll and flatten with each stray thought that quickly withers in the dry barren wasteland of his mind (Wisdom check 4). "Uhhh breaakfasstt! Whut Gry be havin' for breakfast?"
Tishe' and Stripes Tuesday January 24th, 2006 1:58:48 AM
"With no immediate threat, I'd like to commune with Mother Wold and my spellbooks for a while." says Tishe'. "If the hole in the grass isn't going away, I'd just as soon have some breakfast and spells before going exploring." Wistfully she continues, "is there any more of that barbecued prairie piggy left?"
No bones to gnaw, Stripes is content with some more meat off the prarie pig to break his fast.
Anuk d20+14=26 d20+12=14 d20+12=20 Tuesday January 24th, 2006 1:03:30 PM
Hmmm....out in the grass...we're headed somewhere where we're "needed" but we don't know where, when, or why...missing grass but nothing's attacking at the moment...
"I'm hungry, too," Anuk announces. "I'll see if I can find anything to supplement the leftovers."
Anuk takes a short trip out to find a few of the night bugs that haven't burrowed their way back underground yet...and to take a brief look at the missing grass.
Survival 26 Spot 14 Listen 20
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday January 24th, 2006 2:41:36 PM
After giving his report he stretches and yawns. "Breakfast?" When some of the others are leaning that way he smiles. "Sounds good to me...this will settle better on a full stomach." He moves off to get some leftovers from last night, but he thinks of something else first.
Slipping off to the side of the camp area he settles down to watch the morning sun rise. Ciaran has joined him and they sit together watching and waiting to go through thier morning ritual. After praying to Mother Wold for his new days spells he will move back and get himself something to eat, sharing with his new brother all the while...sometimes eating from the same piece of meat that Ciaran had just bitten a hunk off of.
Spell List 0th(6): 1st(7): 2nd(6): 3rd(6): 4th(4): * used
Trellus Tuesday January 24th, 2006 3:33:54 PM
The blond man nods along at his packmate's comments. He's not keen on exploring anything unusual without a full complement of spells either.
"Let's get some food and some spells, and then check it out," he says.
The cleric climbs into a bunk and sits crosslegged holding the small silver hammer in front of him. As usual, he prays for strength for the coming day and for the protection of his packmates and family.
When he is done, he immediately casts a spell on both his new armor and his old shield, using the power of his Metamagic Rod to extend the duration of each spell.
[Cast Magic Vestment (Extended) on Elven Chain Armor and shield. +2 enhancement to each for 16 hours]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Ulgren Tuesday January 24th, 2006 6:45:28 PM
Ulgren sleepily rubs his eyes and rolls over as his packmates began talking about the shaking ground. Ulgren quickly reaches into his pocket, making sure that the new scrolls from the Manfri are safe. Ulgren rubs the ring on his left hand as he memorizes his spells, a smile playing across his lips as he finishes up. Ulgren springs from his bed and turns to the pack, "A bite to eat would be great before we head out I am famished." Ulgre refills his waterskins from Grymash's water barrel and eats a quick bite before casting an extended Mage Armour on himself. "I'm ready lets take a quick look!"
Flea Tuesday January 24th, 2006 6:56:40 PM
Flea tosses her empty water skin to Ulgren as he stands filling his from Grymash's supply. "Fill it for me, will ya, while I wrestle up some breakfast."
Wrestle is the operative word as the gnome goes to work on the remainder of the prairie pig. She tries to cut off some of the fatter bits with pieces of meat still clinging to it. This she tries to fry up over the little cooking fire. It sizzles and ripples as the fat melts and the meat crisps up.
She listens to what the party druid has to say, but doesn't know of anything that would make that kind of mark. "Do you think the mark could have been made by anything from the circle of life that we learned about?" Flea looks at the others her arms akimbo, "Rapke, or a great Moth?"
Breakfast and the mystery. (DM Jim) Tuesday January 24th, 2006 11:40:21 PM
With a quick decision the group decides to eat breakfast before they head out. Flea is soon cutting off some of the choice pieces of meat from the prairie pig. As it fries she tries to come up with a solution to the amount of grass that is gone.
Gilan would be quick to point out as well that the missing grass is actually more like a path and he could see no end to it in either direction.
After breakfast and everyone makes sure that waterskins are filled the group is at last ready to move out. Anuk points out that the mystery is a little off course for the group but not in the opposite direction of the village they seek. He is also aware from the directions given by the Manfri in the dream that the village is a four day travel still.
MikeK - Did not notice it in the module. Is the village located in a specific direction already? If not I will check out a map and point the group in the opposite direction of Rattledam. That will allow me to use directions so that everyone can picture things a little better in thier heads.
Grymash d20+9=16 Wednesday January 25th, 2006 1:44:23 AM
Grymash eats and puts away a small portion to snack on later. He makes his preparations for the day: water, weapons, and gear all accounted for. He then gives thanks to Gargul for allowing them to live another day. After a little time spent in prayer, Grymash seems ready for the day. He checks the sky and the position of the sun to determine which way they need to go. (Survival check: 16)
"Da pack readys yet? Gonna be nuther hot day."
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount Wednesday January 25th, 2006 5:29:07 AM
Ulgren fills Flea's waterskins and hands them back after breakfast, "thanks very much," Ulgren says with a smile. The mage then walks outside and streches while Grymash finishes up his morning prayers. As the rest of the pack gathers to go Ulgren quietly cast mount, "Maybe this will allow me to keep up with the rest of you and not get so winded." Ulgren swings up and ensures that his goggles are in place.
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday January 25th, 2006 5:29:45 AM
Filled in belly and filled in arcane and divine spells, Tishe' is ready to face the Wold with her Pack.
"Let's see if we can unravel this mystery", she says, "if it is new to you who have lived all your lives in Rattledam, it is either a part of the Circle of Life you don't know about, or it is outside the Circle and therefore a threat. In either case, our oath makes it so we have to weave over."
Stripes doesn't care about the talking. He continues to stay close to his human.
Flea Wednesday January 25th, 2006 7:45:25 AM
Flea packs her gear, dons her cloak, and starts the process of wrapping the party's signiture crimson scarf about her head and over her mouth. "Maybe following the cut grass will make traversing the plains easier on us? It could cut down on the time it takes to get where we want to go...where ever that is..." she adds, shouldering her pack and slinging her water skin, and the new Manfri grass sack filled with water over her shoulder.
Trellus d20+7=17 Wednesday January 25th, 2006 1:10:24 PM
"A path through the Grass that doesn't grow back?" Trellus repeats Gilan's find. "Shady. Wonder what it is?"
The blond man ponders that a bit as the pack heads out. [Knowledge (Sargass): 17]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Jake Wednesday January 25th, 2006 5:12:36 PM
"It's gotta be one of those watchamacallits, you know, the big guys that eat the trails in the grass? I mean, it's gotta be. Anyways, I'd trust it more than random grass...but then again, other large predators would too." Jake shrugs. "Either way, ah'll stay in back and watch our rears." he chuckles at the way he put it.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday January 25th, 2006 7:32:14 PM
Gilan finds himself ready to move out as well. He slips over to stand by the rest of the pack. "I could be as Jake says...but as to following the path that it made." He places the path in relation to the camp and shakes his head. "Wrong direction unless it turns somewhere."
Ciaran stands at the ready near his brother. He seems interested in the idea of moving along. His tongue is lolled out of his mouth, head cocked and looking up at his brother.
Anuk Wednesday January 25th, 2006 7:45:52 PM
Jake's description makes Anuk's ears perk up. "You mean ranthoms?! Shady...wanna see one of those someday."
After a pause and a sigh he says, "But, like the manfri said...we're needed elsewhere right now."
spells prepared: Entangle, Endure Elements
The path. (DM Jim) Wednesday January 25th, 2006 11:30:23 PM
The pack moves out now that they have gotten a bite to eat for breakfast and prepared themselves. One of the things that you notice is that the ash does not seem to be as thick lately and you do not kick it up as bad. As you travel in the direction of the mysterious path in the grass you all wonder what could have made it and what it could mean.
At last the grass breaks and you step out into the open area that Gilan had described and saw from the air. It is indeed fifteen feet across and the grass is so short that you can almost not even tell that it is there. The strangest thing is that it is not growing back or at least it does not appear to be growing back.
Anuk, Gilan and Tishe' do a little comparing of directions and they soon figure that the path roughly runs northwest to southeast but not in a straight line. This corridor in the grass seems to stretch for as far as you can see in both direction.
I will try to send out a rough map for you tomorrow so that you can start to put things into place a little.
Tishe' and Stripes d20+8=17 Thursday January 26th, 2006 12:57:05 AM
Curiosity overcoming her caution, Tishe' moves about the circle of cut grass that doesn't grow back, looking for clues in the ground. (Spot: 17)
Stripes is becoming a little more easy with the other members of the Pack, and doesn't always keep a shoulder against his human, but moves up to a easy leap away.
White: Acid Splash, Detect Magic, Read Magic, Mending, Prestidigitation Red: Shield, Mage Armor, Grease, Summon I Orange: See Invisibility, Glitterdust, Summon II, Summon II Yellow: Summon III, Dispel Magic, Fly
Trellus Thursday January 26th, 2006 10:09:21 AM
Trellus stands in the middle of the huge tear in the Grass, looking up and then down the seemingly endless path.
"Ranthom", he echoes Anuk. "Totally shady." He grins. "It'd be truly waxed to see one of those, all right." The grin fades into a theatrical grimace, and the blond man points to the wall of Grass on the opposite side. "Too bad we're weaving THAT way."
The young man scans curiously around some more, hands on hips, waiting patiently while Anuk and Tishe and whoever gets their fill of exploring a bunch of short grass.
When they're done, the pack can head out again.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Mac Thursday January 26th, 2006 3:31:38 PM
Taking the time, Mac feeds and waters Galea and then picks at leftovers himself before topping up his one functioning waterskin.
When he is armoured up (Gee, this is comfortable!) he awaits the final explorations before the pack heads off again into another already warm day in the Sargrass.
Gilan and Ciaran Thursday January 26th, 2006 8:16:22 PM
Gilan takes some time to search out the area and takes note of anything that seems out of place. He does have to agree with Trel. "I would agree...Ranthom." His memory fills with a different time and place when he was first coming to the Plains. It had been a ranthom then that had destroyed the druidwood boat he had been on. Still with the sad memory comes the good as he looks around at those he travels with now. Not realizing that he was speaking out loud he voices thoughts in his head. "I have gained much for my loss."
Grymash d20+9=14 d20+2=19 Thursday January 26th, 2006 8:31:47 PM
Grymash walks out into the clearing with great interest. "Who says Ranthom!? Thems be BIG piggies!!" He looks for fresh tracks that might be left behind. Grymash examines the tiny blades of grass that have yet to grow back. In fact, he plucks up several, along with a hand full of soil, and sniffs them for any strange odors. "Hmmmm!?"
(Survival 14, Spot 19)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount Thursday January 26th, 2006 8:52:49 PM
Ulgren swings up on his conjured mount and rides out to the short grass, "strange, but interesting," Ulgren says surveying the area. Ulgren nudges his mount forward into the center of the circle and waits for directions.
Flea Thursday January 26th, 2006 9:16:20 PM
Huffing and puffing, the 3 ft. 3 inch Flea finally clears the tall grass. "Let's go that-a-way," she says pointing down the long avenue of flat grass, just as the party leader points to the wall of grass opposite and suggests that is the direction they are to take.
Flea curses the secrecy of the Rattledam monks and wonders if she is sneaky enough to start detailing the party's travels on parchment.
Discovery and moving on. (DM Jim) Thursday January 26th, 2006 11:38:33 PM
The area is amazing with grass so short that you can see the soil underneath. As you all fall out and check it out, many things are noticed. The ground is flattened out rather well and any tracks that might have been found have been rolled away. No real odor is available on the grass but you do notice slight amounts of moisture on it but it does not seem to draw the insects to it.
The path that runs in both directions seems to be straight but it could have many turns in it. With a sigh you all listen up as Trel speaks and points in the direction of the village that you seek. In fact Anuk makes a sketch in the little bit of exposed dirt that lays out the relative position on the village and the path of eaten grass. If it did not branch in the wrong direction you could follow it for awhile but through the grass is the more direct route.
Either direction that the pack takes will eventially take them back into the grass and that is where they find themselves. The ash is still present though it seems to not be as bothering now(Fort DC 10 or 1d3 Con damage}. Though it is hot out you find that it feels slightly cooler than it has been in the past and you wonder what effect that exploding mountain had on the heat or maybe it is the ash.
Spot checks required.
Jake d20+6=22 d20+7=25 Friday January 27th, 2006 5:47:17 AM
Jake feels the heat of the sun down on him and pauses to remove his hat and wipe the sweat out of his forehead, then take a small drink from his waterskin and admire the view. He doesn't mind the ash at all. He is still using that mask, but it, too, is sweaty, and he's finding himself really feeling tired in the sun-ridden area. "Ah wish we were restin' in sweet shade," he mumbles... (Spot 22)
Anuk d20+11=17 d20+12=29 d20+12=13 Friday January 27th, 2006 10:44:16 AM
"Shade would be shady, Jake" agrees Anuk as they trudge along. "Maybe whoever needs our help'll have some. Wonder how far away they are?"
Fort 17 (endurance +4) spot 29 listen 13 (nat 1)
Trellus d20+8=17 d20+10=17 Friday January 27th, 2006 11:42:57 AM
[Fort 17] [Spot 17]
Forcing his way through the wall of Grass, Trellus can't help but grin at Jake's whining. Just like old times "That's why they call it sunbaked," he responds lightly. "At least this dust is going down. We must be moving away from that volcano."
The young man shoves his way through a particularly strong stand of Grass, stumbling as he breaks through to the other side.
"Dudes, next time we really gotta get ourselves a boat."
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan and Ciaran d20+10=22 d20+3=19 Friday January 27th, 2006 7:13:26 PM
Gilan follows along with the rest of the group but continues to move among the group to check on condition. He does stop by Flea and gives her a smile. "How ya holding up?" He is hoping that his easy smile will put her at ease as he stays by her side for awhile.
Ciaran moves along with his brother and comes up along the other side of Flea. His head pushes at her hand several times and if he gets no attention he will lick her hand several times and whine.
Wet situation. (DM Jim) d20+9=29(Flea) d20+2=12(Gry) d20+5=22(Mac) d20+8=10(Tishe') d20+1=10(Ulgren) Friday January 27th, 2006 11:31:34 PM
Jake is whining about how he would like some shade as he wipes sweat from his head. Anuk comments to Jake that maybe they will have shade at this village they are traveling too. While Trel is just happy to hear the usual complaining from Jake that reminds him of home. Gilan slips back to talk to Flea with his wolf companion.
The rest of the group is strangely silent as they think over the turn of events lately. The fall of ash, the erupting mountain, the fight with the Barons and thier meeting with the Manfri. Then there is the good luck to have Tishe' back with the group as well. Some many things have been happening and that does not include the bizarre arrival of a vampire in the middle of the day.
Anuk, Jake and Gilan are just about to call out a warning when they hear the unmistakable sound of several loud pops. Flea had stopped to point at a large bulge in the ground when the sounds went off. Mac had been about to ask about the bulges in the ground as well when he whirls around, axe in hand.
Gry, Tishe', Trell and Ulgren find that their legs are saturated in water from the bladders of hidden pockets of water, created by the growing grass for nourishment.
Suddenly the quiet of the plains is broken by the insistent humming and clacking of insects as they start to come out in droves. All of the pack know that it will be only seconds till this area is crawling with bugs of all sorts, seeking the now exposed water. This includes the three leg soaked pack members.
Now that it has been brought to your attention the whole area is pretty well scattered with bladders here and there. You suddenly realize that getting out of the area will be tricky and then there are the bugs themselves...they will not give up if you flee.
Trellus Saturday January 28th, 2006 9:12:35 AM Sweet Domi's Light
Trellus looks up in horror at Grymash. Maybe Tishe and Ulgren don't know what just happened, but the blond man shares the Plains bond with the half orc. They are in serious trouble. You can fight a band of rapke with spell and axe, but a billion blood sucking bugs is a totally unwinnable situation.
"Dudes," he gasps to Tishe and Ulgren. "We are truly twisted. We gotta get out of here, and get dry, and I mean now."
"Have we gotta enough spells to get everyone flying? That'll get us over this spot, and the air should dry us out too. I got two flying potions and my Air Walk spell."
The cleric focuses on Gilan and Anuk. "Any ideas dudes?"
Gilan and Ciaran Saturday January 28th, 2006 6:14:15 PM
Gilan winces as he looks to those that have just gotten soaked. With a look of thought he tries to run through all the ideas that he can come up with. "I can take a form that would allow me to get Flea out of here fast or I could maybe delay the bugs with some water a little further out." He looks to Anuk with a look of fear. "Anything?" He hopes that maybe Anuk will come up with something that he has missed.
He glances around at all the other bladders and shivers. "We will be hard pressed to run in this mess without setting off more of them." He lays a hand upon Ciaran's head for comfort and support as he tries to continue to think fast.
Jake Sunday January 29th, 2006 2:18:20 AM
"Ah know a way, but ah don't know if you guys are gonna like it... Take EVERYTHING off, shove all the gear into waterproof bags those things can't smell through, then toast ourselves in a fire!" Jake is half-joking, half-serious. He figures they're screwed here, no matter what.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount Sunday January 29th, 2006 10:10:01 AM
Ulgren smiles as he enjoys the view from a slightly different perspective atop his conjured mount. The mage looks down in horror as his legs are soaked by the exploding water bulges. The drow quickly drops down from his mount and strips off of his pants, rolls them in a sodden ball and pushes them into the waterproof gift bag from the Manfri. "I dont have any fly or levitate spells or scrolls at the moment." Ulgren says quickly. "I can try to outrun the swarm on my mount but I dont know if that will work." Ulgren looks around, "Will they swarm the closest water source or the most abundant?"
Flea d20+3=14 d20+9=28 Sunday January 29th, 2006 8:12:20 PM
Flea struggles to make her way through the grass, however the scarf across her mouth does the trick (Fort. Save=14, made) and her breathing isn't so difficult. She rests a hand on Ciaran, and the animal seems to welcome the gesture. It almost seems as if the beast treads the grass down and makes it easier for the gnome to pass.
Before Flea can call out a warning to her friends, they tread on the grass bladders. Ever vigilant (Spot=28) Flea makes her way to Tishe' and casts a spell* hoping the simple magic will do the trick and dry the woman's garments.
Gnome spells, 1 per day (Prestididgitation)
Tishe' and Snout Sunday January 29th, 2006 10:22:23 PM
The short grass was most interesting, especially the dampness that did not attract insects, but the path to the village is throug the 'Grass, and Tishe' and her hyena companion march on.
Her curiosity gets her to looking at the tops of the grasses when *squish*, "Ugh!, it's a pocket of water!" Tishe' gets out of the bladder and stamps a couple of times, ruefully thinking that she may get a blister with wet shoes.
And then the humming of insects come to her ears, and Tishe' remembers how they were done with the Kall'a'tek. "Water and insects... oh Piggies! I don't want to get eaten by a million insects!"
Trellus' suggestion of flying calms her down somewhat, and she immediately downs a potion of flying from her satchel (sharing with Stripes). Rising into the air, she announces "I've got my fly spell memorized and can use my pearl to cast another. We can do the same like we did to get away from the Rapke."
Anuk Monday January 30th, 2006 11:35:34 AM
Anuk's mind is racing as the bugs draw nearer. "Uh...most important thing is to get dry and get away from the wet areas. Like Jake said: if it's wet, take it off and leave it here! Flying might help, but these things can fly too--we gotta keep 'em occupied. There here for the water so, once we're dry if we can keep away from the wet areas we should be okay. Umm..."
After a moment more he pulls his new magical bow out and nocks a couple of arrows. They hum with electricity and the hair on Anuk's head stands on end while he holds it. "All of you go and I'll stay behind a bit longer and then I'll catch up -- I'm dry so they oughta leave me alone if I'm a safe distance away. Last time we encountered these water pods it was a lightning storm that caused them to pop. I'm thinking when the bugs arrive I'll shoot a few arrows into the area then I'll take off. Hopefully, the electricity from the arrows will be enough to pop a few more pods. If we can shower enough bugs in water, maybe they'll go after each other instead of us? Give us a bit longer to get away?"
Mac Monday January 30th, 2006 2:35:41 PM OOC: My post on the weekend isn't on the board!
"Or we could cram the wet stuff into your magic bag, Anuk?!"
Anuk (illegal 2nd post) Monday January 30th, 2006 5:34:30 PM
"Put as much in there as you can," agrees Anuk. He takes off his pack and opens it for any who can use it.
ooc: the pack can hold up to 120 lbs: 80lbs in the main compartment and 20lbs in each side compartment. Not sure just how much stuff is wet.
Ideas, thoughts and actions. (DM Jim) 5d3(1+2+3+3+2)=11 5d3(3+2+2+2+2)=11 5d6(6+6+6+1+6)=25 Monday January 30th, 2006 9:08:12 PM
Trellus knows that the group maybe in deep trouble here and he looks to Gilan and Anuk for advice. He does talk of flying if that should be a good idea.
Gilan lays out the idea of dropping some water in a different area for a distraction. He also knows and suggests the idea of changing forms to allow at least Flea to move faster.
Jake makes the obvious suggestion of taking of all wet clothes and stashing it till they are gone. Still being Jake he adds the idea of toasting those that are wet with fire.
Ulgren is quick to shed his own wet pants and stuff them into that bag that he got earlier. It was waterproof after all and should help him out. He does ask about water distractions as well.
Flea was feeling a little better about her travels in the grass, with Ciaran seeming to crunch the grass before her. As the bladder goes off, as Tishe' steps on it, she is quick to move in and use a simple spell that dries her off fast.
Tishe' quickly takes a potion and downs it so that she can now fly. She feels the water on her legs dry up really fast though, even before she starts to drink her potion. Stripes stares up at her for a few seconds till he finds himself floating in the air. to say the least he is not happy with the new situation.
Anuk lets the group know that the most important thing is to get dry and fast. He pulls out an arrow that crackles with lightning. He throws out his plan and it does seem sound. He also take the cue from Mac to offer up his own waterproof bag to hold some of the wet clothes.
Mac suggests that all watered clothes be stuffed into a waterproof sack and then the group get going as fast as the can out of here.
As the group draws on plans of action the sounds get even louder and then the ground around you seems to come alive. Insects are crawling out of the very dirt that you stand upon. Grymash and Trellus find that their wet pants are soon swarming with biting insects. They are both on the outside of your pants and on the inside of them as they seek all of the water that they can get too.
Ulgren on the other hand fairs a lot worse as he is now bare legged and his legs the object of the insects attention. Though they are swarming over the lower parts of the horse he summoned, it does not notice.
A black swarm of insects are closing in from all sides as you watch. It is apparent that a distraction maybe in order really fast since the group is already in a bad way.
Will need concentration checks for those being attacked if you cast a spell. You can also move at half movement if you are on the ground but full movement if you are flying. You can guess that the full swarm will be upon the group in the next round.
Grymash (ac23, hp83, locate object: dry soil) d20+3=21 d20+9=27 d20+2=11 d20+5=14 Monday January 30th, 2006 10:02:05 PM
(sorry for not posting in time. just got home.)
"GRRRRRRRR!!!" growls the half-orc in frustration. He feels the stings of the creepers and can easily sense countless others on the way. Why did Gry allow this! He knows better. He knows all to well what the creepers would do if they walked in such a place. How could he be so blind? He wants to rage, but he knows that would bring his end all that much quicker. Now was a time to keep his wits. His frustration is building to its peak. He needs to do something quick while he still has some control over the situation. "GRRRRRRRRRR!!! Well that didnt take long! Focus, focus, focus ...FOCUSS!! "GRRRRRR .. MUSSS FIND DA DRY DIRT ... MUSS FINNDD DAAHH DRRYYY DUURRRTT ... GRRRUUGHHH!! GARGULLL, OPEN GRY EYE TOO DA DRY DIRRTT!! DA DEEP SOIL ... DA SHADY DEep soil. Grymash wants his hands in dry deep soil of mother wold! Show it too me. Oh Gargul, open my eyes so that I can see!"
(Concentration Check 21 to cast Locate Object [dry soil] from his Travel Domain of spells. Area Effect: 540' radius.)
Grymash's eyes begin to glow with a holy light. As soon as he senses a direction, he shouts, "Hurry! I see dry land this way! Follow!" The barbarian will do his best to trample over the grass as he can, hoping the others will have an easier go in his wake.
(Survival: 27, Spot: 11, Listen: 14)
Tishe' and Stripes d20+3=14 Monday January 30th, 2006 10:25:15 PM
When there are people in trouble, the brown-eyed mage is not distracted by small curiosities (why ARE my legs dry? <mental slap> Get shuttlecocked, girl!) and is at a loss to try anything other than swooping down to grapple Ulgren and get him away from the insects. (AC 14) If she can get ahold of him, she rises into the air to leave the crawling bugs behind.
Stripes is yipping quick staccato barks. Doesn't seem to like this. Doesn't like it at all!
Flea d20+9=17 Tuesday January 31st, 2006 12:01:59 AM
The rogue is out of tricks and a dark swarm of some sort is descending on her pack mates. Flea watches as Tishe' starts to rise into the sky, her arms around the new drow as she tries to lift him off his horse, then Gry goes berserker and charges off through the tall grass yelling something about Gargul and dirt.
Flea makes to follow the barbarian as he breaks trail through the high grass she moves as fast as she is able. She tries to spot any new bladders of water (Spot=17) and will try to avoid them as best she can.
(OOC: Flea's base speed is 20 ft.)
Anuk (HP 52/52, AC 22, rapid shot) d20+12=30 d20+13=15 d20+8=16 d20-2=12 d8+4=5 d8+4=11 d8+4=7 d6=1 d6=1 d6=6 Tuesday January 31st, 2006 10:49:23 AM
"Follow Gry! Go! Go!" cries out Anuk. He turns to peer through the swarm, trying to see any unpopped bladders that lie opposite the direction the group is traveling. (spot 30)
"Light, I hope this works," he mutters. He aims the shortbow and three of the electrified arrows zip toward their targets.
Atk 1: hits AC16 for 5 pts +1 pt electrical Atk 2: hits AC17 for 11 pts +1 pt electrical Atk 3: hits AC13 for 7 pts +6 pts electrical (ooc: when rolling I forgot to add in +1 to hit for the bow of shock bonus, so I added it in above.)
Modifiers: Attack: +13/+8/-2 (BAB +11/+6/0, +1 mw arrows, +1 Point blank shot, +2 bracers of archery, -2 rapid shot, bow of shock +1) Damage: +4 (+1 point blank shot, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock) Precise shot: can fire into melee w/o penalty
Jake Tuesday January 31st, 2006 2:34:08 PM
Jake reaches in his pack, hoping to find something useful and pulls out a torch and a clump of those herbs and spices the Manfri. They smell VERY strong, almost overpowering. "Hey, someone light this torch," he yells out.
The pungent smell of some of the herbs, he hopes, will overcome the smell of the water a little. Maybe that was something the Manfri taught him, or maybe it's just something he thought of on the spot. In either case, he doesn't know how well it will work until he tries it. He's definitely heard stories of how blood-eaters were held off by weird herbs called Carlicks... He's also prepared to rush after Gry, though carefully curtailing the water area...
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:8/33 Tuesday January 31st, 2006 4:36:29 PM
Ulgren yelps in pain as the bugs begin attacking his bare legs. Ulgren willingly allows Tishe to grab him and cary him upwards. As he is being carried upwards Ulgren uses his drow ability and dries his legs, pants and the water proof bag with prestigitation. The spell like ability coupled with the biting of the insects drains the drow though and with his remaining strength the mage holds onto Tishe'.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday January 31st, 2006 4:42:25 PM
Gilan no longer thinks as he slips into the power that Mother Wold have given him. He casts a simple water spell twenty feet from the group, watching in satisfaction as a large amount of water slams into the ground. "Follow Gry...I will try to help Anuk in holding them back or at least delaying them." He watches as the rest of the group move on through the grass though at a slower speed to avoid the other bulges of water in the ground.
Glancing to Anuk he shakes his head. "This reminds me of a time with fire...I did not enjoy that too much." He gives a wry smile as he waits long enough to see what will happen. He looks to his wolf brother and gestures in the direction that the rest are moving. "Go Ciaran...watch Flea." With what seems to be a nod the wolf takes off in that direction to watch out for the one called Flea.
Trellus (56/67 hp, Air Walk) d20+10=30 Tuesday January 31st, 2006 5:07:27 PM
Time to shut up and move.
Trellus casts a spell, oblivious to the creatures attacking his legs. [Casting Air Walk - Concentration check 30, sweet]
"We're out," he tells Anuk, and then he takes off after Grymash, stepping upward into the air as he sprints ahead. [Run - 60' move]
Tishe' and Stripes d20+2=14 Tuesday January 31st, 2006 10:17:40 PM
Firming her grip around the body and under the unresisting Ulgren's arms (Grapple: 14) Tishe' then mentally wills the spell to carry herself and the shared Stripes forward following the path Grymash blazed. Not able to do anything other than fly (what with her arms and head full at the same time), the plain-faced spellweaver flies over the Grass, brown tresses flying in the wind.
"Bark, Yip, Yip, YIP!" complains Stripes.
The good, the bad and the ugly. (DM Jim) Tuesday January 31st, 2006 11:52:53 PM
Gry casts a simple spell and he is instantly alerted to the presence of ground ahead that has no water bladders infesting it. He finds that his movement is still slowed as he needs to watch for other bladders that maybe in his way. Still he is leading the group straight to land that is safer for the whole group.
Tishe' finds that she is dry and though she would like to ponder it she finds that grabing Ulgren is more important. She grabs him and soon is following along with the rest of the group, but she is farther behind them. Her poor friend Stripes seems uneasy in the air and makes little progress as he tries to run in the air, though he does seem to keep up with her.
Flea takes off after the big barbarian, hoping that he knows what he is doing. She dodges through the water infested area and wishes that she could move a little faster.
Anuk calls out to the group to follow along with Gry as he takes an easy aim at the soaked ground and some of the surrounding bladders. He lets off three arrows in rapid succession and hopes that it will not cause a chain reaction in the whole area.
Jake pulls out some of the spices and herbs that he was given by the Manfri. He remembers that you can use certain herbs to keep away undead as well as insects. Didn't Gilan make a smelly sauve that would keep them away and protect against sunburn once. As he calls for a torch he hopes that he can join Gry and the rest in thier retreat soon.
Mac just turns and runs as best he can while trying to avoid the remaining bladders in the surrounding area.
The sudden and intense pain leave Ulgren with other things on his mind, so when he is picked up he just lets it happen. Mustering his will he casts a simple spell that was cast earlier by Flea and dries his own legs. Looking down he notices that without the moisture there the bugs just fall off or take to wing to find water. Still there are a lot of nasty welts and some wounds that are starting to seep blood.
Gilan drops a load of water in the opposite direction of the group, hoping for a distraction as Anuk tries to fry the insects. He watches as the others run in the other direction and he motions Ciaran to follow and help out Flea. Ciaran seems to understand his brother as he takes off and after Flea, though he does avoid bladders as he goes.
Trellus concentrates on casting a spell as he feels the critters inside and outside of his pants. They are biting his legs and he feels his concentration being tested but luckily he gets the spell out. He is soon running over the top of the air as he calls back to Anuk and follows Gry.
Three arrows slam into the wet ground and send a cascade of electricity through the water that stands on the ground. Those that are moving can hear the explosions of many more bladders as they are hit by the shock. Gilan's spell goes off shortly after and the electricity is carried even further out as it follows the water source. There are another series of small explosions as more water pops around the area. Too late Anuk and Gilan make a realization...the grass actually carries the charge through it and around it. Many of the bladders that explode send showers of water over the two men as they look on in slack jaw terror.
What those running are unable to see as the explosions end is the surrounding area cover in fried bugs of all different types. Though many of them are dead, you can tell that many more are just stunned. There is also a small cloud of them that had been higher in the air when the whole thing went off that are unhurt. Anuk and Gilan quickly realize that they are wet from head to toe and the insects will surely find them just as edible as the rest of the wet grass.
Everyone but Anuk and Gilan were well out of range of the water bombs that went off under the electricity.
I figure that the faster members of the group are now 20-25 feet from the explosion area. The slower members of the group are 15 feet away from the area.
Those that are still wet should consider that they will soon have insects from the new area they enter looking for the source of the water as well.
Jake Wednesday February 1st, 2006 1:50:55 PM
Jake just spends this round running ahead of the others. Gotta get some distance. Might as well go first, in case there's anything dangerous up ahead. He leads the way at a run, though not a spectacular run, as he is in heavy armor, and others can run ahead of him. Up to them.
Flea (Hasted) Wednesday February 1st, 2006 3:11:03 PM
Flea keeps a steady pace. She had trained for this, but her short stature does not permit her to keep up with those who have longer legs. A click of her magic boots gives her a burst of speed, but the gnome knows it is only temporary.
Glancing sideways Flea spots Gillan's friend loping easily beside her. Flea concentrates and tries to use the gem embedded in her chest to send a 'thank you' to the druid. The rogue hasn't used the Dragon's Tear in a while and since leaving Ice Vein she had tried to shut off her emotions.
*Boots of Speed-p. 250 DMG guide-act as though affected by a Haste Spell...p. 239 PHB) 1/10 rounds (not required to be consecutive rounds)
Trellus (56/67 hp, Air Walk) Wednesday February 1st, 2006 4:27:19 PM
Trellus is rapidly remembering the 'everybody is out to get us' feeling he developed the LAST time he was out on the Grass.
Lacking any better ideas, the blond man hurries along above and behind Grymash. He keeps an eye on Anuk and Gilan. He may need to backtrack soon.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday February 1st, 2006 5:52:45 PM
Gilan looks to Anuk and shakes his head as he flips a little of the water off of himself. "Well at least we got the others away." His wry smile does not do much to ease the tension of the new situation that they both find themselves in. "With the bladders gone...I think it is time for us to make a full out retreat." With that he turns and starts running in the direction that the rest took, following Gry. Gilan feels the heart touch from Flea and returns it with a tinge of worry, not that he meant too.
Ciaran slips back a little and noses Flea as he tries to push her up and onto his back. Being a large creature he knows that he can move easier than she can and faster at that.
Anuk (woodland stride) Wednesday February 1st, 2006 6:53:32 PM
"Light!...That was...uh...'interesting.' Right behind you, Gil," Anuk replies. He scoops up his soaking pack, hoping that Twinge is still nestled safely somewhere inside. No time to check though. Still dripping, he takes off down the trail created by Gry, hoping that the heat of the Plains will quickly dry off he and Gilan. As they run, he tells the druid, "Thank you for staying behind, my friend."
Grymash (locate object: dry dirt) d20+9=23 d20+2=8 d20+5=22 Wednesday February 1st, 2006 7:49:27 PM "I see it! GRY SEES IT, Lord Gargul! My eyes are open! I will praise Lord Gargul and sing your name IN DA GRASSES OF DA SARGRASSES. Your mercy is GUTE, oh Master!" The well spoken barbarian continues to charge forward. Tearing a path through the chaos.
(Normal movement is 40', double would be 80'. Survival 23, Spot 8, Listen 22)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:8/33 Wednesday February 1st, 2006 10:55:39 PM
Ulgren settles in to Tishe's grasp and tries not move until he is set down looking ahead Ulgren doesn't notice the explosion of water behind him. "Thanks for saving my butt."
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday February 2nd, 2006 4:09:49 AM
"Oh, you'd do the same for me!", the brown-eyed girl says brightly as she holds the dark elf tightly around the chest.
"Let's fly over the others and you can use your white spell of prestidigitation to dry them off as well."
Tishe' mentally lowers Stripes so he can run on solid ground and then flies Ulgren out to where Grymash is to get him dry.
"Trellus!", she calls, "is everybody here?"
All hail the insects. (DM Jim) Thursday February 2nd, 2006 4:23:07 AM
Jake continues his run finding that he is out of the bladder field he can now pick up the speed, though he knows that most can keep up with him or run faster than he can.
Flea keeps a steady pace but does activate her boots to make it a little easier. Soon she is also out of the bladder field with Ciaran with her. She sends out a heart touch thank you to Gilan, for his thoughtfulness.
Trellus can only think one thing as they run to safety. That is the happenings the last time they were out in the grass, that had not been so fun. He does keep an eye out for both Anuk and Gilan as they stayed behind to delay...but not get killed.
Gilan is horrified at the sudden dousing of water that he takes. Still he tries to bear it in a stoic manner and even jokes about it with Anuk. He returns the heart touch to Flea but a little of his current emotions transfer through. He take off with Anuk at a rather nice pace, with no bladders left to worry about he can run flat out.
Anuk is rather surprised by the happenings but at least they have delayed the insects for a few. He gives Gilan thanks as he runs along with the druid...mostly for covering his back. He does hope they can dry out fast as he does not want to be eaten alive.
Grymash finds a nice place as he passes by Jake that they could take a rest at. It is good dry short grass with no water bladders to worry about.
Ulgren just settles into the arms of Tishe' and tries not to move too much till they are seated again on the ground. He does thank her for saving his butt.
Tishe' continues her fleeing form the area of water. Being dry she is not too worried about the insects now but she does not know that Ulgren is dry and worries about his condition. She sees Gry slow though as she flies through the air. Stripes is still behind her but he does not look to be in too good of shape...looking a little green.
Mac barrels along with the rest of the group as he hears the explosions behind him. As he pulls up on where Gry has stopped he leans over a little breathing hard.
As most of the group finds a safe area to hold up till Anuk and Gilan catch up they turn their thoughts to those that are still wet. The little run through the grass has dried off part of your legs but it is not complete enough to keep the insects away. You can see that some insects have started to move out of the very grass that you stand upon, but at least it is dry ground. Both Gry and Trellus can see the start of a whole new set of bites coming upon their legs and it is not a nice though.
Anuk and Gilan race along through the wet grass. They can hear some of the insects buzzing behind them and they know that they are being followed. This just spurs them on to run faster and get to their friends and hopefully get dry.
Sorry for such a early morning post. Had to do some updates to my computer for earthlink. If all goes as planned I should be able to do a makeup post on Saturday.
Flea d20+15=29 Thursday February 2nd, 2006 10:26:57 AM
Flea senses the proximity of the wolf, but the nudge is unexpected and the gnome starts to loose her balance! She twists around and reaches out a hand to clasp the creature around the neck. The momentum of the beast sweeps her off her feet and she scrambles to clamber onto his back. (Tumble=29)
Anuk (woodland stride) Thursday February 2nd, 2006 11:03:50 AM
The sounds of the insects behind him spur the ranger on. "Keep moving Gilan! They're on our tails!"
Trellus (56/67 hp, Air Walk) Thursday February 2nd, 2006 11:50:23 AM OK, Dude, Trellus tells himself. Time to come up with a truly waxed pick.
Unfortunately, the blond man draws a complete blank.
Or, I can just try and pull one from the dam.
Trellus runs back to Anuk, and casts a spell on the ranger[Sanctuary]. Maybe it'll help....
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Grymash Thursday February 2nd, 2006 7:23:40 PM
Once the barbarian cleric spots the dry ground with his own eyes, he quickly falls to his knees. He grunts as he stabbs his hands into soil and pulls up two heaping handfuls of dry sandy dirt. Trails of dust blows away in billowy clouds like smoke. He then begins to rub them against, covering his armor, clothes and skin. Absorbing the water still dripping from him. "Hurry! Take Gargul's mercy befores too late!! Grymash holds out a handful of dirt to any packmate that wishes to take it.
Gilan and Ciaran Thursday February 2nd, 2006 8:16:19 PM
Gilan only glances behind him once to see the small swarm that is collecting to come after them. He cusses under his breathe as he runs, not slowing his pace. He does glance to Anuk and gives a half-hearted smile. "I did not plan on doing more than running anyways...unless you feel like going to lunch with the bugs." He cannot laugh at his own attempt at a joke as he pours on as much speed as possible.
Ciaran winces slightly as Flea grabs his fur, waiting for her to get a good hold. Once he feels her settle in fully he takes off, taking full strides that carry them both.
Tishe' and Stripes d20+12=26 d20+8=12 Thursday February 2nd, 2006 9:37:55 PM
Bugs here, too! They must be all throughout the soil.
"Ulgren, you are dry!" She says with some surprise, "how did you...Prestigiditation of course." (Spellcraft: 26)
"Quick! lets dry the others!" Tishe casts her own Prestidigitation and begins to dry Grymash.
At a slower pace than his usual briskness, the ugly looking hi-eena follows his nose to where his human is (Scent: 12)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:8/33 Thursday February 2nd, 2006 10:02:47 PM
Ulgren nods at Tishe', "Yes while we were flying I dried myself and my pants." Ulgren flushes as he looks down at his bare bloodied legs. The drow then turns and begins to dry another of his packmates with prestigitation.
Jake Friday February 3rd, 2006 2:21:39 AM
Jake hurries to get to the dry spot that Grymash seems to be hanging around. Quickly he says, "Light up this torch and we can smoke 'em away! They don't like smoke or fire..." If none of the magic-dudes move to help him out, he digs out his own flint and steel and gets ready to light a torch up (next round).
It could be worse. (DM Jim) Friday February 3rd, 2006 2:40:53 PM
Flea finds that she is almost pushed forward as Ciaran nudges her from behind. She tumbles back and over onto his back as she takes a handful of fur. She hangs on as the wolf picks up speed.
Anuk keeps running as the insects continue thier pursuit of him and his group. He encourageous Gilan to continue his own run for thier lives.
Trellus racks his brain as he tries to come up with some plan that will save the day. With an inward groan he does the only thing that he can think of. He casts one of his simpliar spells on Anuk as he gets close enough.
Grymash grabs up handfuls of dirt and rubs it onto his wet legs and pants. He calls out to those that are still wet to do the same and dry themselves with Gargul's mercy.
Gilan continues his own headlong run as he jokes with Anuk about joining the bugs for lunch. He does look back again and then spurs it on a little faster.
Tishe' is surprised to find that Ulgren is dry and then she thinks back on what she noticed as they had fled. He had used a simple spell to dry his legs. She then steps closer to Gry and uses the same spell upon him...though he is mostly dry now anyways and very dirty. Stripes paces after his human though he does it a little stiffly as if he is still upset about being made to fly.
Ulgren nods and lets Tishe' know that she as right about the spell and then he looks down at his bare bloody legs. Though he knows that he should at least feel a little uncomfortable but he knows that he has work to do. He moves over and dries Trellus with the same spell that he used on himself earlier.
Jake pulls up his torch and comments about lighting it up. Bugs don't like smoke and if they can make some smoke than they can drive away the insects. Without waiting he digs into his pack to find his own flint and steel to light the torch.
Mac is bent over as he tries to finally catch his breathe from the long run they just made. With a few wheezes he looks back to find out if everyone made it safely.
The buzzing of insects is getting louder behind Anuk and Gilan as they run. It should not be too much longer and they will be caught by the insects. The can also see their friends standing in a small clearing ahead...about thirty feet further. Then you notice the insects that have come out of the ground near your friends in the opening.
Anuk feels a spell being cast upon him and wonders about where it came from. He only has an instant to decide what he will do.
From a distance you can hear a rumble and then the ground begins to shake as if another mountain is about to explode. Though you are standing in a small clearing you also cannot see very far as the grass all around, except what was trampled, is over twenty feet tall.
Anuk has a choice of accepting the spell though he does not know where it came from or what it does. He could also just let it take effect. I do believe that any spell can be resisted if you want to.
Tishe' and Stripes Sunday February 5th, 2006 3:41:35 AM
Feeling the rumble just like last night, Tishe' wonders what may be causing it. "Well, it's certainly not the bugs", she says out loud. And then raising her voice, she calls out to Gilan and Anuk, "Ulgen and I can dry you off!" The brown haired girl concentrates her Prestidigitation on Gilan to dry her packmate.
Stripes comes stiffly into the grass but keeps a little distance between himself and his human. If that air-stuff is what'll happen a lot, maybe he made a mistake in choosing this human...
Jake Sunday February 5th, 2006 12:45:57 PM
Fire's always useful. Jake sighs and figures next time, he'd better get an autofire thing... Save him some time. So it is that he lights up his torch. He shoves the herbs and flint and steel into a pocket.
Trellus (Air Walk) d20+9=21 Sunday February 5th, 2006 3:16:53 PM
The blond man looks down in wonder at his now dry legs. "Shady," he comments.
The pack is on dry land, and the four who got wet in the first place are dry. 'Course, that leaves Gilan and Anuk, and whatever is making the ground move. I wonder if Ranthoms move back and forth.
"You two (Ulgren and Tishe) dry off those two (Gilan and Anuk)," the cleric directs. "I'm gonna climb up and see what's making that noise.
Using his Air Walk ability, Trellus climbs up the air itself to get above Grass level, and then some. Once he's got a decent view, the man looks about. [Spot 21]
Flea d20+4=16 d20+11=20 d20+11=19 Sunday February 5th, 2006 7:08:20 PM
Flea squeezes the wolf's sides with her legs, then releases her hold on the creature's fur in order to slide her arms around his neck. She lays one cheek against his neck as she tries to form her body to his and keep her seat(Untrained Ride Check=16*, Balance=20).
She hears the rumble, and tries to discern it's source (Listen=19) comparing it to other sounds she has heard.
*(OOC: Don't know what kind of penalty to apply.-Carla)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:8/33 Sunday February 5th, 2006 8:56:11 PM
Ulgren does as instructed and dries whichever member is closest to him.(Prestigitation) The mage then takes a moment to pull his now dry pants from the bag and quickly pulls them on.
Grymash 2d8(3+6)+3=12 Monday February 6th, 2006 12:30:36 AM
Grymash looks around wildly. He is free from the waters stench, he looks around to see who needs help. The first signs of heavy bleeding that he sees receives his first touch. That packmate happens to be Ulgren. The mage feels the sudden tingling of positive energy enter his body. However, also present is a strong scent of blood that only he can smell. A pungent reminder of the mage's own mortality. No gift from Gargul comes without its price.
(Sacrificed Spirtual Weapon to spontaneous cast Cure Moderate Wounds on Ulgren. Cure: 12 points.)
Anuk (HP 52/52, AC 22, woodland stride, sanctuary) Monday February 6th, 2006 1:28:01 AM
Chugging along and trying to keep ahead of the wave of insects on his trail, Anuk suddenly feels another sensation. "Wha?..." he mumbles.
No time to pause...gotta keep movin' away from these sunblasted bugs... He keeps running, oblivious to whatever the feeling might mean.
(ooc: Anuk does nothing to impede the spell.)
Mac Monday February 6th, 2006 6:59:54 AM "We've got cure potions if spells are runnin' thin. Who wants one?" asks Mac as he tries to rummage through his backpack.
OOC: Firstly, thanks DM for getting Mac moving, rather than burying him in bugs. Secondly, I've had a ^$(*%^%#&^ of a few weeks here - the joys of seeing a doctor, two specialists, being examined and cut on - but should be posting in my more regular mode again.
Gilan and Ciaran Monday February 6th, 2006 6:41:46 PM
Gilan pulls up into the small area of clear short grass and leans over, breathing heavily. He feels the sudden drying of his clothes and body but is unable to thank the person as he wheezes.
Then he feels the ground moving a little under his feet and he feels a sinking feeling in the pit of his stomach. As he straightens up he feels the shooting pains of running so far and so fast shooting through his body. "What..." That is all he is able to get out through his sucking of breathe.
Ciaran has his ears layed back flat and his hackles raised. A low growl starts in his chest and then moves out to his throat and he seems agitated. From the way he has his tail tucked between his legs he is also a little scared.
Big ranthoms keep on roll'n. (DM Jim) Monday February 6th, 2006 9:34:33 PM
Tishe' calls out her observations of what she hears but moves to dry Gilan as he draws near. Stripes has still not moved too close to his human as he does not want to fly again.
Jake lights up his torch but puts the herb and then his flint and steel away. He figures that it might not be a bad idea to get something that auto lights to make lighting a torch faster.
Trellus calls out for dry for Gilan and Anuk as he starts to accend into the air. He looks around to see what might be making that noise.
Flea holds onto the wolf as he starts a swifter movement into the good area of short grass. She tries to orient herself as she focuses on the sound that is being made. It is without a doubt the same sound that was heard in the night and that can mean only one thing...I Trellus was right.
Ulgren uses a spell to dry Anuk as he draws nearer him. He then reaches into his sack to fetch out dry pants. He is soon sliding a leg into them when he hears the noise.
Grymash moves over to Ulgren who is in the most trouble and pours some healing into the drow. The scent of blood fills his nostrils and is sweet to his senses.
Anuk reaches the rest of the group that are going through their various actions in the small clearing. He finds himself out of breathe from the long run but suddenly dry as a spell hits him.
Mac lets it be known that they have healing potions if spells are running low.
Gilan would have thanked the caster that dried him but he is trying to cath his breathe. He does feel the ground moving and straightens to listen better, despite pains in his sides. Ciaran seems aggitated and paces with Flea still on his back. He does let off a throatal growl to the northwest but his tail is tucked for good measure.
Trellus notices a very large fast approaching body. To put it bluntly it is huge...no beyond huge and it is moving in the direction of the pack. From behind it he can see the path of grass or lack of that is behind this monstrous creature. He does spot something else but does not have time to ponder it as the monster pulls closer. As he shouts out a warning to the pack....
The grass surrounding the front part of the clearing suddenly explodes as a huge form comes shooting through. The creature is near thirty feet tall and at least fifty feet across with a large mouth...in fact from the front it is all mouth. Trellus can see large muscled legs from his aerial postition and then what appears to be a rolling mass of muscle where back legs should be. There is no slow or stall as the behemoth barrels into the clearing and seems that it will not stop.
All those in the clearing will need to make one of two rolls...Jump DC 18 or Tumble DC 18. If you pass your whichever is higher you got clear of the mouth of this large beast. If you failed than you are currently engulfed in the mouth of this beast and take 2d6 acid damage. Anyone that ends up in the beasts mouth can make one of another two rolls...Jump DC 15 or Tumble DC 15 to escape form the things mouth and take another 2d6 acid damage.
Ulgren, please remember that you have one leg in your pants and the other outside of it. Anuk and Gilan are both rather tired as well and will have a harder time moving. Please add a +2 to your Jump or Tumble checks.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:20/33 d20+5=25 Monday February 6th, 2006 10:39:47 PM
Ulgren looks up in time to see the behemoth barrel in to the clearing, "what in the name of all the gods is that?!" Ulgren yells as he jumps(Nat 20) out of the way of the monster. "Everyone clear?" Ulgrens scrambles into his pants and stands up looking for the rest of the pack.
Grymash (ac23, hp83) d20+11=31 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 12:52:08 AM
(Including a +4 bonus to Jump checks for having a Movement speed of 40. Jump: 31, nat20. Gee!!)
The barbarian priest takes flight, literally! Reaching a an altitude of 7 feet and lands some 30 feet away (according to that roll!). He collides with the ground rather hard and rolls through the grass with his arms and legs flailing about. Until finally he comes to a sudden stop. His eyes become bloodshot with fury. "GGGRRRRRRRRRR!!"
Jake d20+11=13 d20+11=26 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 1:05:41 AM
Normally, Jake is as lithe as a natural acrobat. Normally, the skinny half-elf is good at dodging around and reacting quick. Heck, when they were back at the pools as kids, he was always splashing just about everyone. Great fun, then he'd get dunked by Grymash or Trellus and Anuk would team up on him. But the hugeness of the creature makes him react just a bit too slowly. He is caught up in its mouth and acid trickles on him. A second later he dives and rolls through the grass, away from the creature. His body is noticeably sizzling. "Ow! Ow ow ow ow!" he keeps on repeating, standing there quite perturbed. Somehow he's still holding the torch, though fat luck that does him.
Flea d20+15=18 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 1:25:25 AM
Flea lets go of the wolf at the sight of the charging monstrosity. "Run away Ciaran! Run away!" The gnome rolls out of the way of the creature, escaping by the narrowest of margins. (Tumble=18)
Tishe' and Stripes d20+2=13 d20+2=4 2d6(5+1)=6 2d6(6+2)=8 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 5:52:43 AM
The rumble gets louder and a wall propelling teeth and cavernous mouth rumbles through the clearing. Tishe' has time to start flying upwards, but the beast is faster and a roof of acidic spittle closes over her (6 points damage). Stripes has not even that reaction. The ugly head whips around and the hyena is gone, lost inside the humongous mouth (8 points damage).
Anuk d20+1=16 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 10:36:10 AM
Dry at last! "Hah! So there you stupid bugs! I--yaaaghgh!?"Anuk is stopped mid-sentence when the ground grows a mouth and leaps up to eat him and the rest of the pack. He stumbles backwards and is miraculously missed by the great jaws trying to engulf him. "What in Gargul's name is that?!!"
Jump 16 (+3 dex, -2 for being tired)
Trellus (56/67 hp, Air Walk, -9 STR) Tuesday February 7th, 2006 11:22:50 AM
"DUDES! LOOK OU......light".
Trellus looks down in horror as the Ranthom rolls over the spot his packmates are currently occupying. Frantically, he tries to spot who got out.
Ulgren, Gry, Jake, Flea, Nuk.....
Tishe is caught.
The cleric's mind whirls. He know he doesn't have the speed to go in there and get here. How then? How? An idea....
Concentrating on the gem in his chest, Trellus wills his own strength into the Hook City girl. Maybe, just maybe the extra help will be enough for her to free herself.
[Tear of Dragon. Lose 9 STR points to give Tishe +3 STR]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan and Ciaran d20+2=11 d20+2=5 d20+7=8 d20+7=10 4d6(4+5+2+4)=15 4d6(3+1+2+4)=10 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 1:57:06 PM
Gilan looks on in stark terror as he sees this monster of the plains barreling down on him. He tries to get out of the way but finds that the last of his strength has abandoned him and he ends up engulfed in the monster's open mouth.
Ciaran fares no better as he springs away but finds that he cannot get far enough out of the way of this new monster.
Both brothers find themselves in the open mouth of a ranthom with lots of grass all around them. The acidity in the things saliva is hard on both of their fleshes as it burns.
Mac d20+15=32 2d6(2+5)=7 d20+15=33 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 3:48:32 PM
With no apparent concern for self preservation Mac leaps into the maw [Jump:32] grabbing Tishe, Gilan and any companions/familiars he can get over his shoulders on the way in and on the way out. [Jump:33]
Out of the ranthom and struck by a bolt. (DM Jim) d20+10=14 d20+10=30 d20+6=25 d20+6=16 d20+12=18 d8+4=5 d20+12=32 d20+12=30 d8+4=6 2d8(3+6)+4=13 Tuesday February 7th, 2006 11:47:23 PM
Ulgren jumps clear of the behemoth as it barrels into the small clearing. He somehow remembers to keep ahold of his pants as he calls out to see if everyone made it out safely.
Gry takes flight as he gets out of the path of the monster. He rolls across the grass, knocking it over as he goes, and finally comes to a stop with a growl. He is really angry and vents it with a roar of his own.
Jake finds that he is not so lucky and ends up jumping into the things mouth. He feels the bite of acid as it seeps under armor and touches his skin. With a little luck he is able to rolls back out of the things mouth before it goes too far, though he does come in contact with more acid.
Flea rolls off of Ciaran and calls for him to get out of here. She lands on the ground in a roll and goes with it. This brings her out of the path of the great beast.
Tishe' makes a decision to fly straight up but finds that he few seconds delay is enough to leave her in the things mouth. Stripes does not even get that lucky as he is taken without warning. Both find themselves in contact with the acid that lays within it's mouth.
Anuk is celebrating his escape from the insects when he turns to see the great beast barreling down upon him. He only has seconds to make a decision that sends him stumbling out of the things way.
Trellus looks on in horror from his vantage point as some are swallowed and some get away. He can think of only one thing to do as he pours strength into Tishe' so that she can make an escape.
Gilan is not even able to move a few feet before he is swept into the things gaping maw. The acid burns and numbs his mind as he cannot seem to find a way out. Ciaran would have sought shelter but instead moves in to help his brother. He ignores the burning as he tries to get to his human brother and then get out.
Mac makes a decision that would border on insanity...maybe. He leaps into the mouth of the beast and makes a grab for both Tishe' and Gilan. He feels the acid burn him as he puts his friends' safety ahead of his own.
Inside of the gaping mouth of the beast Mac fights off the pain of the acid as it bites into exposed skin. He is able to grab both Tishe' and Gilan as he throws them over his shoulders. He knows that he has no choice but to escape with his current burden. The two animal companions will have to wait.
Trellus watches the events unfold before him and hopes that they will make it out of this encounter with little harm. Then he feels a pair of bolts rip into his shoulder from the direction that the ranthom came from. It is then that he remembers the shapes that he saw moving behind the great beast.
The ranthom has now traveled some thirty feet past the main part of the group that got out of the browsing path. Anyone that looks in the other direction will note that there are three humanoids standing in the path created by the beast and two of them have crossbows out.
Anyone that ends up in the beasts mouth can make one of another two rolls...Jump DC 15 or Tumble DC 15 to escape form the things mouth and take another 2d6 acid damage.
Trellus is flat-footed and facing the wrong direction to make use of his shield, if it was out. Hit AC 18 for 5 damage and hit 32, critical 30, for 6 or 13 if critical damage.
Kowledge: history or local or plains DC 12 to realize that these humanoids are raiders. This means that they are little more than slavers and most likely see an opportunity for some easy money.
Will send a map out tomorrow and you can consider yourselves in combat.
Grymash (ac23, hp83) d20+2=21 d20+12=24 d20+7=16 d8+7=15 d8+7=14 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 12:35:00 AM
(Spot 21)
Grymash's eye catches sight of the bolts striking Trellus. "YOOZZ," he shouts! "BLOODPACK ... WEEZ BEIN' ATTACKED! BOLT CHUCKERS!" The barbarian draws his own compound bow from his magic quiver and quickly answers the attackers with two of his own arrows at one of the shooters.
Flea ( AC21, 53 HP) d20+14=15 d20+23=41 d20+9=27 d20+11=25 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 12:49:51 AM
Flea jumps to her feet, drawing a wand out from under her cloak. She moves cautiously through the grass as she tries to spot the enemy. Her free hand clutches the new amulet hanging about her neck.
Move Silently=15 Hide=41 Spot=27 Listen=25
Jake d6=5 d6=1 d20+4=8 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 2:44:54 AM
(Forgot to roll damage last round, 6.) Jake hears the sound and sighs. A fight! And the insects are not too far off! Or maybe the big thing will take care of them...ohhh doh what to do! Jake thinks to his knowledge of the plains and can't figure out who these guys are. Could be anybody, he thinks to himself. But it's probably bad since they shot my buddy... Jake sighs and drops his torch. Readying his shield, he moves up towards the enemy. (20 feet towards them) Still gauging them. "Hey, ya dirty grassbiters, get ready to get yer butt baked!"
Tishe' and Stripes d20+7=25 d20+2=9 2d6(5+1)=6 2d6(4+2)=6 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 3:49:23 AM
The opening of the mouth looks huge, but Tishe' can't get out! The acid burns her skin and clothing and she looks in despair at Gilan, Cirian and Stripes when, behold! The large form of Mac arrives and grabs for the two humans. Tishe' clings desperately to the strong minotaur and lets him carry her out.
Jostled and hurting as she is(6 damage), she concentrates on Stripes (Concentration: 25) to lift him in the air with thier shared spell and fly him out of the mouth. It is obvious the hyena can't make it out himself (Jump: 9)(6 damage)
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (AC 23 vs raider he aims for - dodge)] d20+12=23 d20+11=28 d20+16=30 d20+11=27 d8+4=5 d8+4=10 d6=6 d6=2 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 10:40:37 AM Mac's in there with Gil and Tishe'...he'll get 'em out, thinks Anuk, but the feeling in his chest from the tear tells him the situation isn't good. Gry's battlecry rings in his ears and Anuk sees the raiders coming down the beast's wake.
That's it, he thinks, keep comin' at us right out in the open where I can see you, you stupid treadles. Two arrows whiz from his bow toward the same raider that Gry attacked, crackling with energy as they go.
"We're with you Gry!" He calls out to his friend.
Spot 23 Knowledge (plains) 28
Atk 1: hits AC 30 for 11 pts (5 pts + 6 electrical) Atk 2: hits AC 27 for 12 pts (10 pts + 2 electrical)
Modifiers: Attack: +16/+11 (BAB +11/+6, +1 mw arrows, +1 Point blank shot, +2 bracers of archery, bow of shock +1) Damage: +4 (+1 point blank shot, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock)
ooc: not sure if we're within 30 ft of the raiders, so the point blank shot and bracers of archery bonuses may not count.
Trellus (Ac 23, 38/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 1/8, -9 STR) d20+7=27 d20+11=13 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 10:51:39 AM
"OW!" Trellus yells as two crossbow bolts slam into his back. Swinging away from the Ranthom, he looks at the group behind it, and him. [Knowledge 27]
"RAIDERS!" he calls out in warning to his pack. He also yells out a the general numbers of the raider group to give his packmates an idea of what's coming.
There are truly WAY too many sunbaked picks going on here. The man sends a quick prayer Domi's way that Mac can get the others out of the Ranthom. In the meantime, one of these treadles with the crossbow needs a lesson.
Trellus sketches a spell, causing a glowing hammer to appear and stike the dude with the good aim. [Spiritual Wpn - attack the crit producing crossbow guy - hit ac 13, yuck]
The cleric runs downward to ground level, falling in behind Grymash and Jake. He pulls out his CSW wand as he descends.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan and Ciaran d20+8=13 d20+2=3 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 5:20:12 PM
Gilan looks up to see Mac moving in his direction. He then feels the large taur grab and toss him over his shoulder. Making no struggle to stop him he looks to Ciaran and nods his head in the direction of the way out of the ranthom's mouth, he just hopes that he is able to get out.
Ciaran is unable to get out of the things mouth and whines as he struggles to get free.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Hps:20/33 Wednesday February 8th, 2006 11:34:05 PM
Ulgren fastens his belt and turns to face the direction pointed at by Gry and Trellus, "How far are they?" the drow mage asks loudly. Ulgren prepares to cast Confusion on the group if they are within range or shield on himslef if they are too far.
Eaten or slaves. (DM Jim) d20+15=23 4d20(11+13+19+1)=44 4d6(4+2+1+1)=8 2d6(5+2)=7 2d6(2+4)=6 d20+17=35 d20+17=25 d20+15=18 d20+15=27 Thursday February 9th, 2006 12:23:12 AM
Grymash is upset as he sees Trellus get pelted by bolts from behind them. He pulls out his own bow and delivers a pair of arrows at the closest crossbow wielder.
Flea is to her feet in an instant and pulls out a wand. She slips further into the grass and stalks forward as he free hand clutches the new amulet around her neck.
Jake turns at the sound of combat and sighs. He prepares himself for combat as he moves up closer to Grymash. He yells out to them...an insult really and promise.
Tishe' is overjoyed to find that Mac is there to help them out. She had been just about ready to give it up as a lost cause. Still the acid burns her as Mac throws her over his shoulder and then moves to grab Gilan as well. With a little concentration Stripes is flying out of the mouth of the ranthom.
Anuk turns to the commotion behind the group, secure in the knowledge that Mac will get them out of the ranthom. He quickly sends off a pair of crackling arrows at the crossbow wielder that Grymash shot at.
Trellus is able to tell exactly who these men are and it does not set well. He knows that they will be take alive if possible and sold into slavery. He casts a simple spell that brings up a hammer that takes a wack at one of the crossbow wielders. He then begins his decent to land behind Jake and Grymash, drawing a wand as he does.
Gilan notices Mac moving in his direction and sighs inwardly. He hates the bite of the acid and the jolt of being thrown over a shoulder is painful to say the least. He watches as Ciaran struggles and tears appear in his eyes as he watches his brother.
Mac grabs ahold of the two packmates that he can reach the easiest. With both of them over his shoulders he jumps back out of the ranthom's mouth and lands on the ground. He falls into a roll that saves him a little damage but leaves Tishe' and Gilan rolling into the grass.
Ulgren gets his belt done up and calls out for the range of the enemy. He has a two different spells in mind but needs to know which would most likely reach.
A raider near the front(R3) had dropped his crossbow shortly after firing off his one bolt. He reaches out with his free hand and deflects the first arrow that Gry shot and it slams into the ground. He is not as lucky as the two arrows from Anuk slam into him and he grunts under the impact. Gry's other arrow flies wide of it's mark and is lost in the grass. The raider then races forward with blinding speed.
The raider(R1) in behind the main line has dropped his crossbow as well and his hands start to weave out a spell. You are sure from the smile on his face that whatever it was has taken effect. The magical hammer that appeared near him goes wide of it's target as the centaur steps out of the way.
Raider(R4) lazily spins a flail as he starts to move in the general direction of the group. He seems intent on facing off against someone.
Raider(R5) set a double flail to spinning as he too moves forward towards the group. He seems intent on taking the fight to the group as well.
Raider(R2) was hidden by the raider in front of him and he smiles as he notices the group. His hands weave in a complicated fashion and he points his finger at Grymash.
You hear a large intake of breathe from behind or off to the side of the group. Suddenly this air is forced out of a nice tight space and you hear the desperate howl of a wolf. Anyone that looks to see what is going on will see Ciaran shooting thirty feet into the air and sailing in the opposite direction of his brother, Tishe' and Mac. The last you see of him is his body slipping into the grass on the side of the path that the ranthom has cleared, you hear nothing else.
Raiders1&2 are roughly 90 feet from the group. raiders3&4&5 are roughtly 65 feet from the group at this time.
GrymashHighlight to display spoiler: { - Will DC 20 or be frozen in place, though you can still hear and breathe.}
Raider 1 - centaur - AC ? Raider 2 - drow - AC ? Raider 3 - human - AC 22 Raider 4 - minotaur - AC ? Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ?
Mac took 8 points of acid damage getting out of the ranthom.
Mac also receives a Hero Point for his brave actions in helping out his packmates.
Tishe' (-12 hp) and Stripes (-14 hp) d20+2=15 Thursday February 9th, 2006 3:10:43 AM
(OOC: Promise to look at my sheet and add AC and HP next post. I'm a baaaad boy! :(
Rolling in the 'Grass, the average-looking woman tries to avoid as much damage as possible (Untrained Tumble: 15) and then sends a heart-touch to the others telling them that she is all right.
Tishe' stands and tries to assess the situation, just now noticing that the ranthom wasn't the only threat to the Bloodpack.
Flying out of the ranthom, a acid-scarred, ugly-headed, mangy-furred hyena yowls and yips a storms of hyena profanity. He lands and, head hung low, scampers for the protection of the grasses to hide.
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (AC 23 vs R3 - dodge)] d20+16=31 d20+11=18 d8+4=8 d8+4=5 d6=5 d6=5 Thursday February 9th, 2006 10:50:40 AM
Anuk sees his arrows reach their target and he smiles with grim satisfaction. "Here," he mumbles, "have some more."
Two more arrows streak toward the raider.
"Any chance we can lead 'em back to the water?" he calls out to the pack. "Maybe let 'em have a little swim with the bugs?"
Attacks R3: Atk 1: hits AC 31 for 13 pts (8 pts + 5 electrical) Atk 2: hits AC 18 for 10 pts (5 pts + 5 electrical)
Modifiers: Attack: +16/+11 (BAB +11/+6, +1 mw arrows, +1 Point blank shot, +2 bracers of archery, bow of shock +1) Damage: +4 (+1 point blank shot, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock)
ooc: not sure if R3 is now within 30 ft since he charged forward from 65 ft away and took no shots. So (again) the point blank shot and bracers of archery bonuses may not count.
Trellus (Ac 23, 38/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 2/8, Prayer 1/8, -9 STR) d20+11=21 d20+6=11 d8+2=3 d20+9=21 Thursday February 9th, 2006 11:15:53 AM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus. DM NOTE - Bad guys -1 on same.
Just five of them, and they're attacking anyway.
"Keep shuttlecocked, dudes," Trellus cautions. "They just saw us get out of the ranthom and they still think they can take us."
The cleric casts a spell of his own, aiding his packmates and hindering his enemies. He stays in behind Gry and Jake, keeping them within 15' (if possible).
As he moves, Trellus watches the centaur and drow, attempting to discern what any future spells cast may be. [Spellcraft 21]
Meanwhile, the glowing hammer takes a couple more swings at the centaur (R1) [atk ac 21 for 3 hp damage atk ac11]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2), Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Jake (AC 28, 53/59, Prayer) d20+8=23 d4=1 Thursday February 9th, 2006 1:19:46 PM
Jake eyes the opponents over the field of grass. It's still noisy in the background, what with the chomping monster heading off, the yelping hyena, and all the movement of everyone, but he cuts that out. The raiders look skilled, confident, and well-organized. Jake doesn't like that last part, especially, and their weapons make him yell a warning back to his companions. The arrow-blocker looks like a fast striker, and he can't let that guy get near the mages, especially. The centaur's a priest or mage, but he's too far in the back. The minotaur and half-orc are probably attackers, but those chains look tricky. Probably make me lose my sword, Jake realizes with a twinge of concern. And the last one is probably also a caster, but too far back. "These raiders are a team, guys..We gotta ruin their tactics." Jake draws a dagger and with a flash throws it across the grass. It twirls end over end, and despite the distance, gets pretty close to his mark (the drow). (Hit AC 23 - 8 from distance (90 feet away = - 8 10 foot increments of dagger) + 1 from prayer = AC 16. Not sure if that'll hit, but considering he looks like the unarmored type, I'll try. 6 damage if it does) "Don't charge them, let them come to us..."
Mac - AC:22, HP:69/84, Prayer d20+11=25 2d6(5+6)+5=16 Thursday February 9th, 2006 6:45:52 PM
"Everything happens at once!" he mutters as he walks up to beside Ulgren (30' move) whilst drawing his bow (free action as a part of a move) and follows Anuk's arrows with one of his own (same target - R3), hitting AC:25 for 16 damage.
A hero point of my very own! I'd almost forgotten what they looked like : )
Gilan [HP: 47/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: /80 - AC: 22] Thursday February 9th, 2006 7:28:00 PM
Gilan is thankful to be out of the ranthom and rolls onto his back in the grass. Then he hears the intake of air and the sudden expulsion. To his horror he sees Ciaran go flying into the air and away from him. "Ciaran...." He gets to his feet slowly with worry and tears on his face. He starts to move in the direction of his brother with a serious look of worry.
Ciaran is not sure what happened till he finds himself flying in the air. He knows that he does not have wings and this will not end well. Then he feels the rush of air as he is falling and all the things he did not get to do go through his lupine brain.
Grymash (ac19, hp83/ragehp99, prayer, rage1) d20+9=20 d20+14=25 d8+31=38 Thursday February 9th, 2006 9:29:49 PM
Grymash doesnt see the caster at first, but he feels his magical effect trying to take hold. This insult is the final straw that sets his fury free. The monster within comes alive. The spell tries to take effect, but is slowly burned away with help from the barbarian's rage.
(Will save 20.)
Grymash drops his bow and immediately charges forward at the first combatant that dared trifle with one such has him and his bloodpack! Along the way, he produces his double axe from his magic quiver and slams into the unfortunate soul with a feral roar!!
(Charge +2hit/-2ac, max distance 80'. Powerattack +7[+14dam twohanded]/-7hit. HitAC: 25. Damage: 38 points of damage.)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:20/33 AC 24 Thursday February 9th, 2006 11:28:20 PM
Ulgren nods at Jakes suggestion, "Get a little closer to me," the drow says just loud enough for his packmates to hear, "I have one haste for us and a few suprises for them." Ulgren takes the time to cast shield on himself and awaits the battle. "Mac would you prefer to be larger or harder to hit in combat?" Ulgren asks his large packmate.
Mac - AC:20, not 22, HP:69/84, Prayer - Illegal 2nd post Friday February 10th, 2006 12:18:52 AM
Watching Gry charge off, Mac knows he won't have long before he needs to be up there with him. "I'd prefer to be better informed." he replies with a little more venom than he'd intended. "Sorry, I'd appreciate any assistance you can provide me."
Raiders, round 2. (DM Jim) d20+18=21 2d8(5+4)+9=18 d20+12=30 d20+7=17 d20+12=26 2d8(3+2)+15=20 2d8(3+8)+15=26 2d8(3+8)+15=26 d20+15=27 d20+10=30 d20+10=11 d20+15=33 d20+15=31 d8+5=6 d8+5=10 d8+3=9 d8+5=9 Friday February 10th, 2006 12:54:42 AM
Tishe' rolls and comes up on her feet after Mac jumps out. She sends out a heart touch to the rest of the pack to let them know that she is ok. Stripes slinks off into the grass not wanting to really be a part of this right now.
Anuk fires off a pair of arrows at the raider he shot at earlier. They crackle and humm as they fly through the air.
Trellus calls out to his pack to stay ready and watch for tricks. He stays in his position near both Grymash and Jake with his wand still in hand. His hammer takes another shot at the one he figures to be a cleric.
Jake takes in the distance between himself and the enemy. It is really a desperate shot but he throws a dagger at the caster in the back anyways.
Mac moves up to stand beside Ulgren and pulls out his own bow. He lets fly an arrow at the raider that Anuk is shooting at.
Gilan is quick to his feet as he watched poor Ciaran fly through the air. He is more concerned at this time with getting to his brother than anything else.
Grymash fights off the spell that threatens to take hold of him but it also enrages him. He races forward towards one of the nearest raiders, the one that just happen to have a heavy flail in his hands. He strikes out at the minotaur with all his strength and rage.
Ulgren tries to call the pack together so that he can make use of his haste spell and then start with other things that will help out the group as a whole. He does cast a simple shield spell upon himself and then asks Mac about his own protection or enlargement.
Flea stops in the grass as she listens to what is going on around. She is uncertain as to what she can do at this time...weapon or arrows.
The human raider(R3) who now holds no weapon moves forward he picks off the first of the two arrows that Anuk fires at him. The second arrow misses as the man bends in a most ackward position, but continues to move. The arrow fired by Mac though finds an opening in his defenses and thuds home.
The centaur raider(R1) feels the hammer slam into him but does not loose his focus as he moves to catch up with the three that are moving forward.
The drow raider(R2) brings his hand up and together as he chants in a low voice. With a smile he starts to pull his hands apart. A blazing wall of fire appears, cutting Grymash off from the rest of the pack. The thrown dagger flies by him not even making him flinch and is lost to the grass.
The minotaur raider(R4) sends his flail at Grymash as he pulls up close on him[AOA - hit: 21 and damage: 18]. The double axe still bites into the large minotaur with a mighty blow, that sends blood spraying over Grymash. The minotaur smiles as it is now his turn to deal out some damage[hit: 30/17/26 and damage: 20/26/26]. "Try not to die on me...you will make lots of money at the auction."
The half-orc raider(R5) smiles as he see that this one was foolish to come to them so fast. He moves up on Grymash's side but not flanking with the minotaur. His dire flail is sent into a spin at the open side of Grymash[hit: 27/30/33/31 and damage: 6/10/9/9].
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 Raider 2 - drow - AC ? Raider 3 - human - AC 22 Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ?
The centaur cleric also cast Prayer. I guess the two will cancel each other out, but only once the groups get within 50 feet of each other. Unless the spell is only does it thing on the initial casting and then will not effect anyone even if they move into the casting area. Not sure if that is how it works or not.
Remeber that each of my / is just breaking up each attack and damage roll.
Trellus - Wizard type just cast a wall of fire...if you could not tell and no other spells were cast.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:20/33 AC 24 Friday February 10th, 2006 5:50:15 AM
Ulgren Cast Blur on Mac and then moves forward thirty feet in an atempt to position himself better for some of his spells. "I know you said that fire spells were bad," the drow says to Trellus as he moves up alongside Jake, "but at the moment they are all I have." Ulgren peers through the opaque curtain of flame and attempts to see whats going on on the other side.
Trellus (Ac 23, 38/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 3/8, Prayer 2/8, -9 STR) d20+8=22 d20+11=20 d8+2=8 d20+6=20 d8+2=8 Friday February 10th, 2006 8:02:28 AM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus. DM NOTE - Bad guys -1 on same Area of effect is 40' radius of the casting cleric. Area of effect moves with the casting cleric.
Trellus breathes out an exaperated "Light, Gry," as the barbarian goes charging off. Not that he's all that surprised.
That fire wall is definitely twisted, and needs to be dealt with. The blond man calls out a countering incantation. [Dispel Magic on the wall - Caster check 22, which beats an 11th level caster or lower]
He move closer to Ulgren, replying, "should be shady in the short stuff. Fire away."
"Gil, Tish - Can you summon something on those spellcasters?" The plight of the pair's animal companions is completely lost on the cleric.
Meanwhile, the glowing hammer pops the centaur twice more [atk ac 20 for 8 hp damage atk ac20 for 8 more hp damage]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Tishe' (AC 17 41/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d20+8=27 Friday February 10th, 2006 10:49:31 AM
The brown-haired spellweaver hears Trellus' shouted orders and sets to. The Wall of Fire is dangerous, but her packmates can get around it or dispel it. It is Tishe's job to bring some allies to the fight!
She stands stock-still and with voice and gestures weaves a tapestry of magic, imploring her celestial allies to appear (Summon III)
Somewhere in the grass, there are still heard yips of pain. Stripes does not like his first week on the plains with his human (Hide: 27)
Arcane Spells White: Light, Light, Mending, Prestidigitation, Acid Splash Red: Mage Armor, Shield, Magic Missle, Grease Orange: Glitterdust, Web, See Invisibility, Scorching Ray Yellow: Summon III, Fly, Dispel Magic
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (AC 23 vs R3 - dodge)] Friday February 10th, 2006 11:38:10 AM
When the wall of fire appears, Anuk stows his bow and concentrates on the area where the raiders were before the wall went up. He mutters a few words of incantation.
(Casts entangle, centered on last known position of R1. Reflex save DC 15)
"Hope that holds 'em for a bit while we get over there to help Gry," he says. "Mac, wanna toss me over that campfire they set up?"
Spell info: Range: Long (400 ft. + 40 ft./level) Area: Plants in a 40-ft.-radius spread Duration: 1 min./level (D) Saving Throw: Reflex partial; see text
Grasses, weeds, bushes, and even trees wrap, twist, and entwine about creatures in the area or those that enter the area, holding them fast and causing them to become entangled. The creature can break free and move half its normal speed by using a full-round action to make a DC 20 Strength check or a DC 20 Escape Artist check. A creature that succeeds on a Reflex save is not entangled but can still move at only half speed through the area. Each round on your turn, the plants once again attempt to entangle all creatures that have avoided or escaped entanglement.
Anuk OOC Friday February 10th, 2006 11:40:50 AM ooc: Forgot to ask -- does R3 still take electrical damage when deflecting the arrows since he touches them? Just curious. Thanks!
DM Jim update Friday February 10th, 2006 3:43:43 PM
The wall of fire is down.
I would think that the arrows would only do electricity damage unless they actually hit.
Mac d20+11=31 d20+11=30 2d6(4+2)+5=11 4d6(4+2+2+4)+10=22 Friday February 10th, 2006 6:38:30 PM "Anuk, come through, but leave me shoulder room." Mac moves 30' (3 steps diagonally and 2 up) and lets tear another arrow. He no longer has a line to R3, so he shoots at the drow (R2, not Ulgren!) 95'-100' away.
The shots hits AC:31 (Nat20!) Crit check hits AC:30 (oh my...) for 11 points damage or 33 points if a critical.
"Still smirking you schmuck?!"
Gilan [HP: 47/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 43/80 - AC: 22] 6d6(6+1+4+6+2+2)=21 Friday February 10th, 2006 9:06:09 PM
Gilan hits the grass on the other side to find Ciaran laying in the grass. He drops to his knees as he lays a hand upon his brother. "I am so sorry Ciaran...here." He starts a low chant that will allow him to channel healing into his brother.
Ciaran lays upon the ground trying to gain his strength back. To his mind he feels like crap and does not really want to move...but he also knows that he has a job to do.
Flea ( AC21, 53 HP) d20+13=25 4d4(4+2+4+1)+1=12 Friday February 10th, 2006 10:40:16 PM
Flea steps forward and onto the short grass and within the radius of Trellus' holy aura. The cleric's prayer adds to the rogue's confidence and she activates her wand without a problem. (UMD=25) She aims the missiles of magical energy at the drow who conjured the wall of flame (12 pts. magic missile dmg. to R2)
DM Sanity Info:
Magic Missile-7/50 charges used
(OOC: Got the map and was able to open it!-Carla)
Grymash (ac21, hp13/ragehp29, prayer, rage2) d20+14=22 d20+9=29 d20+9=12 d20+9=22 d20+14=16 d20+14=29 d8+25=30 d8+25=27 d8+25=31 d8+25=31 d8+25=29 Saturday February 11th, 2006 5:42:52 PM
Blood and spit spew from his mouth as Grymash answers the demontaur raider's comment about being sold at auction, "JUS LIKE YUURRZ PIGGGIEE MOMMAA!! AUUGGGHHHRRR!" His double becomes a whirlwind of shimmering adamanteon.
(Attack on R4. Powerattack +5[twohanded weapon +10dam]/-5hit. HitAC: 22, 29threat/12nocrit/heropoint: 22crit x3. Damage: 30/27/31/31=119. Must Fort save 15 or die instantly from massive damage. If this drops R4, then Cleave Attack into R5. HitAC: 16, heropoint: 29. Damage: 29.)
Jake (AC 28, hp 53/59, prayer) Saturday February 11th, 2006 6:15:18 PM
The fire's down! Time to go in and take 'em on, at least, Gry gives no other choice but that. And, Jake realizes, he can sneak up and take care of those spellcasters, maybe... Jake figures he can't get close enough to fight anyone this round, so he might as well get up and get close to those enemies who are the least protected. So he cuts loose running towards the very rear of the enemy, past the two fighters, right near the drow mage and centaur. (I estimate it's about 80 feet, so I think I can get nearly there in this round by running).
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:20/33 AC 24 7d6(2+4+3+3+4+6+3)=25 Sunday February 12th, 2006 10:48:13 PM
Ulgren nods at Trellus' words and moves another 30' forward. The drow then raises his right hand and a small glowing bead springs from his fingertip and flies directly at R1. A fireball explodes at the raiders feet and engulfs the area. (Damage 25 reflex 20 for half)
Raiders, round 3. (DM Jim) d20+12=15 d20+16=23 d20+21=40 d20+16=17 d20+21=39 2d8(7+5)+11=23 2d8(7+3)+11=21 2d8(2+5)+11=18 8d6(6+3+1+4+6+6+2+1)=29 2d6(6+5)+8=19 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 12:16:15 AM
Ulgren casts a spell upon Mac and then moves forward to the combat and the flame wall.
Trellus watches as Gry charges forward into the fight with the raiders. He then watches as a wall of pure flame comes up. His only idea is to bring it down with a spell of his own and he succeeds.
Tishe' hears the call for help and casts a spell of her own that will bring into being a host of friends that should even the odds...or she hopes.
Anuk stows his bow as the wall is brought up and then he sees it go down. He casts a spell of his own on the position of one of the raiders...one that he hopes will slow them down.
Mac races forward with his bow and an arrow nocked. He lets it fly at the mage as he pulls up close. He does taunt the mage as he fires off the arrow.
Gilan finds Ciaran laying in the grass and very hurt. He plans to pump some healing into his brother as soon as he has the time. Otherwise he comforts the wolf as best he can.
Flea sends a barrage of missiles from a wand that she pulled out. The unnervingly head towards the mage but seem to detenate upon a blue barrier that flares as they should touch him.
Gry does what he does best as he taunts the minotaur. He tears into him with the best shots he has in his arsenal.
Jake races forward to reach the melee combat as he sees the wall go down. He hopes that he has enough time to get there and lay some punishment on the casters.
The cleric(R1) starts to speak another spell and his hands gesture as he gives a smile to the pack that they face. With a gesture of his hand he sends out his own spell. Even with the damage from that the spiritual hammer is causing the cleric still looks to be in fit shape.
The mage(R2) pulls up the rod that he has in his hand and smiles at Mac as he gives him a little salute. The motions of his hands and the way he speaks leads you that he is casting another spell. A new wall of flame springs up but this time it runs right through both Jake and Mac. Just as quickly he is back into casting another spell and a marble sized pee flies out to slam into the ground just a little behind Ulgren, that expands into a full blown fireball.
The minotaur(R4) is not looking so good after the last barrage of hits from Grymash but he is still standing. His eyes flare as his muscles bulge, he begins to foam at the mouth and he seems lost in a bloodlust. With little thought to tactics he sends his own heavy flail slamming in at Grymash with a vengeance[hit: 36/13/35 and damage: 23/21/18].
The half-orc(R5) moves forward so that he is in the way of Jake and Mac, though he does not move close enough for Mac to hit him. He is on purposely staying out of range as he twirls his weapons, causing it to spin before him, with a large smile upon his face.
The human(R3) also moves to get within range of Jake and Mac if they step the rest of the way through the flaming wall. He seems more than ready as he bobs lightly on his feet, still not holding a weapon.
Soon Anuk, Trellus, Ulgren and Flea notice something odd as the very grass that they stand upon starts to writh around them. It shoots up in all directions and tries to grab at you with a mind of its' own. You get the feeling that something is not right here but what is it.
It appears that the group that got caught in the entangle spell are not effected for some reason.
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 Raider 2 - drow - AC 26 Raider 3 - human - AC 22 Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ?
Stephen - please only count the first two hits from the half-orc raider(R5). The second attack is due to a spell.
Jake and Mac - 19 fire damage from the wall of fire.
Trellus, Anuk, Ulgren and Flea - Reflex DC 19 or take 29 damage or 14 damage if you pass. You will also need to make a Reflex DC 15 or be entangled.
Jake - Willpower DC 20 or be held in place.
Stephen - Sorry about the mix-up with the attacks from the other raider. I was trying to get that post in before it got too late. Will be more careful in the future but if I miss something or mess something up please let me know.
Ulgren - Please repost your fireball so that I can make it part of my next post. You will get the spell off despite the entangle, if you get caught.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:-9/33 AC 24 d20+9=10 d20+9=13 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 12:27:59 AM
Ulgren is unable to move fast enough and the full blast of the firball hits the drow mage engulfing him in flames. Ulgren is unable to utter a syllable as he passes from the Wold, the grass entangling his body. (Reflex 10 and 13)
Tishe' (AC 17 5/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d20+6=12 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 1:56:17 AM
Completing her spell, Tishe' summons forth a Celestial Hippogryph who arrives 50 feet ahead of her, hovering over the Sargrass. "Attack the Mage", Tishe' calls in Celestial, and the Hippogryph uses its tremendous speed to fly over the wall and stoops on the drow with a claw. (AC 12)
Her pearl of power flares (saved spell), and the spellweaver again summons forth her magics to call allies to the fight. (Summon III)
Through her Tears of the Dragon, Tishe' feels the terrible damage on Grymash and wills her vitality to the half orc (Tishe' loses 36 hit points, Grymash gains 12)
Stripes is unheard and unseen somewhere in the grass (Last Hide check: 27)
Celestial Hippogryph Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 25 A +6 D d4+6x2, d4+3; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction; 5)
Arcane Spells White: Light, Light, Mending, Prestidigitation, Acid Splash Red: Mage Armor, Shield, Magic Missle, Grease Orange: Glitterdust, Web, See Invisibility, Scorching Ray Yellow: Summon III, Fly, Dispel Magic
Jake (hp 31/59, prayer) d4=2 d4=1 d20+3=23 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 4:22:28 AM
(Kinda confused about the map. I assumed Jake could easily run all the way to R2 when the wall of fire was down. Kinda wastes a round of running...but them's the breaks) Jake is on fire... ouch. Again. Ouch. Jake sighs, as the enemy has manuevered in his way... So, he does the tactic he did last round. Seeing as the enemy isn't close enough to the wall to feel the heat, so to say (just an assumption I'm guessing, because everyone with 20 feet takes 1d4 fire damage, everyone within 10 feet takes 2d4, and the enemy doesn't seem to be singed by the fire, though wary of it), Jake steps the rest of the way through the fire and high-tails it over along the fire's warmth, taking some more fire damage, but not getting close enough to the two guys waiting to beat him and Mac up. (In the process, I'll take 2d4 fire damage, by staying close to the fire... 3 more damage) He skirts the wall heading west, behind Grymash, then comes up on the west flank of the enemy. Then Jake uses the rest of his movement to get to his desired location. The drow wizard's square. He figures he's gonna be hammered for all this...but at least it'll make him the focus of some spells, and try to mess up with the enemy's persistent tactics.
(Will save, natural 20! yay!)
There would be no extra damage taken by Jake. The hot side of the wall is pointed away from the raiders.
Mac - AC:20, HP:50/84, Prayer, Blur d20+16=19 d20+16=17 3d6(1+6+5)+13=25 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 8:10:13 AM
Mac drops his bow beneath him (in the upper-right cell of the four he occupies, out of the WoF) as a free action, takes a 5' step in the same direction as a move action, with which he combines drawing his great axe, and attacks (with 10' reach), hitting AC:19 [Spend my newly gained Hero Point for a retry] ...hitting AC:17 @$#@$#@%$#@#! for a very unlikely 25 points damage.
OOC: Last round: 20 and 19. This round: 3 and 1. Who said The Lady didn't have a sense of humour? : )
Anuk [HP 20/52, AC 22 (AC 23 vs R3 - dodge)] d20+9=17 d20+9=15 d20+12=32 d8=8 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 10:37:20 AM
Fire, fire everywhere. Flames erupt around the ranger, searing him with intense pain (reflex 17). When it disappears he glances around to survey the damage and sees Ulgren lying in a heap, his body quickly being surrounded by plant growth (spot 32-nat 20). Twisting and turning to avoid the writhing plants, he makes his way to the drow (reflex 15 - move half speed), grabs a stoppered vial from his pack and pours the contents down Ulgren's throat.
(potion of CLW, restores 8 hp)
ooc:As I recall, Ulgren does not have the tear in his chest through which to give hp - is that correct? JimW - thanks for the info on the arrows!.
Anuk [HP 23/52, AC 22 (AC 23 vs R3 - dodge)] - illegal 2nd post Tuesday February 14th, 2006 10:41:27 AM ooc: Sorry, I did Anuk's HP wrong. His total is 23, not 20. I had taken off three to give to Ulgren through the tear, but then realized I couldn't do that. Forgot to add it back in.
Trellus (Ac 23, 9/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 4/8, Prayer 3/8, -9 STR) d20+6=8 d20+6=18 4d8(1+8+3+8)+7=27 d8=8 d20+11=25 d20+6=16 d8+2=10 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 3:03:22 PM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus.
Preoccupied with the reappearing fire wall, Trellus never sees the pea green bead until the world explodes in fire about him. [Reflex 8] "Yearrgh!" he cries in agony as the flames sear his flesh.
The only positive coming out of the situation is the cleric is now focused on his immediate surroundings and quickly spots the encroaching grass. He steps upward into the air to avoid that spell [Reflex 18]
These dudes are good, he thinks to himself. A twinge of fear makes its way up the blond man's spine. He suppresses it. There is too much work to do to give in to fear. Focus Dude!
Ulgren is down. So he's first. Trellus reaches over and taps his packmate with his healing wand. [CSW - 34 hp healed]
Then he moves forward toward the fighters, climbing up the air to get over the fire wall. [30' move]
Domi's Hammer isn't done with the centaur. It hits him again. [atk ac 25 for 10 hp damage atk ac 16]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Grymash (ac6, hp-28) Tuesday February 14th, 2006 7:29:48 PM
There is a slathering spray of crimson in the air. Then suddenly and sickenly, Grymash the barbarian cleric of Gargul, splits in half. His upper body twists and contorts in a way that is very unpleasant to look at, and then falls to the ground. His lower half soon follows. There he lies, in pieces. The creepers revel in their bloody banquet. Grymash is dead, with his double axe still clutched tightly in his hands.
(im sorry guys, but no one gets up from 41 points of damage when they only have 13hp left (or 29hp, while in rage).)
Gilan [HP: 2/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] 3d8(1+1+8)+8=18 d8=7 d8=1 d8=1 d8=5 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 9:16:03 PM
Gilan sends healing into Ciaran with a spell given to him by Mother Wold. Then he feels the searing pain as Gry goes down. He clutches at his chest as he sends some of his own life into the half-orc. "Gry...hold on."
Ciaran slowly gets to his feet and nudges his brother. He is more than ready to get into the fray now...if his brother is ready.
NOTE (DM Jim) Tuesday February 14th, 2006 9:17:38 PM
I may have to do a little edit job as there was a few things that I did not mention about the fight. Though there is still a chance for death, I kept a few surprises in reserve. :)
Flea ( AC21, 53 HP) Evasion d20+11=21 d20+11=17 d20+12=27 4d4(1+2+2+1)+4=10 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 10:24:32 PM
Her gnome senses tingling, Flea is on high alert for danger. Bloody Hell! thinks Flea, Bohdi's exclamation now comfortable to her, the missiles did nothing!
When the magickers start weaving their spells, Flea drops to the ground, and the explosion rolls over her.(Reflex Save=21-Flea takes no damage due to Evasion. She slips through the grass as if she were a greased piggie and it has no hold on her (Reflex=17 to avoid Entangle.)
"I'll look after folks back here," she shouts to Trellus as she pulls a second wand from her belt (move action) while focusing her first wand on the half-orc raider (R5)(standard action) (UMD=27)and discharging 4 missiles in his direction (for 10 pts. dmg)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 8/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 3/50 charges used
Raiders, round 4. (DM Jim) d20+8=12 d20+10=27 d10+3=7 d20+14=15 d20+15=24 d8+5=6 d20+14=33 d20+9=26 d8+3=10 d8+3=7 d20+12=27 d100=49 d100=23 d100=38 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 1:34:47 AM
Ulgren finds that the fiery blast that rolls over him is too much and he collapses to the ground. His life force is nearly spent and he wavers on the boundary to the other side.
Tishe' completes her spell from last round and a celestial hippogryph appears some fifty feet from her. She gives it orders to attack the mage and it flies off to do her bidding. She then starts to call upon another ally for the group as she sends healing to Grymash. Stripes is still in hiding from his earlier ordeal and does not make an appearance.
Jake steps on through the wall and is scorched a little by the flames that make up the wall. He then moves in past Grymash and then moves in the direction of the mage. He is happy to note that he is able to skirt all of the nasties...at least for the time being.
Mac also steps out of the wall and with what is not really up to his standards he launches an attack at the half-orc from a safe distance. He just wishes that his axe had found a hold in the raiders flesh instead of air.
Anuk is able to avoid the worst of the flames from the fireball and then the grasping grass. He moves to kneel by Ulgren and administers a potion to the downed drow that almost brings him back to his senses.
Trellus is not so lucky as he takes the full blast of the fireball and the new wall is troubling as well. Luckily he is able to float up and away from the grasping grass and then over to Ulgren. He applies a tap of his healing wand tot he downed drow just shortly after Anuk administers the potion. His hammer takes another strike at the cleric and hammers home for a little damage.
Grymash can feel the flail slam into his body and then all he feels is nothingness. He does not feel the pull to Gargul's realm or much of anything else. He is just hitting the ground and then nothing.
Gilan pumps healing into his brother and then sacrifices some of his own hit points for the good of Grymash who he felt slip into nothingness. His chest burns as the half-orc he calls friend falls and it is all he can do to get the healing to him. Ciaran is back up and wondering what is paining his brother but he is ready to do a little fighting. Both move a little ways back into the eaten grass path.
Flea is suddenly very happy that she is a rogue. The fireball wraps all around her but does not touch her at all. The grass is equally ineffective against her. Having dropped to the ground she crawls through the grass to reach Ulgren and touches him with her own wand, sending more healing into the drow.
The centaur(R1) takes another strike from the hammer and is starting to get annoyed. He sees the enemy half-orc go down and smiles as he moves in his direction. Pulling off something from his side he slips something onto Grymash's prone body.
The drow(R1) finds himself being attacked by a hippogryph. He moves in the direction of the cleric with all haste but is unable to do much of anything else.
The human(R3) moves in on Mac with a nasty grin. He sends a fist flying in at the minotaur's belly[hit: 27 and damage: 7].*Mac has an AoA*
The minotaur(R4) moves back around the cleric and cuts off Jake from his intended victim. He is able to get off a single attack with his flail upon the man[hit: 15 and damage: none]. Still he is far enough away that Jake knows that he will have to move into his range to hit him and that will allow the large taur to smack him around first.
The half-orc(R5) sees no option and moves into Mac's range and then closer. He brings his dire flail smashing in at the taur[hit: 24 and damage: 6].*Mac has an AoA* From out of nowhere a series of little missiles slam into the half-orc, this time they hit flesh and not a shield.
From the left side of the grass comes a pair of arrows that race towards Flea where she is taking care of Ulgren[hit: 33/26 and damage: 10/7]. You can only guess that there is another raider out there hidden in the grass.
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 Raider 2 - drow - AC 26 Raider 3 - human - AC 22 Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ?
Spot DC 27 to spot someone in the grass to the left, below the wall of fire.
Stephen - I can only guess from your post that you never got either of the two emails that I sent to you. All of the damage that the minotaur has been doing was non-lethal and only the single hit from the half-orc was lethal. NOTE: Anyone that gets hit by the minotaur will take non-lethal damage unless I state otherwise. I was holding that card for a suspense thing and that is why I emailed Stephen seperately about it.
Mac - AC:20, HP:50(or maybe 44,43, or 37)/84, Prayer, Blur d20+16=32 3d6(2+6+3)+13=24 d20+16=25 3d6(6+2+2)+13=23 d20+16=31 3d6(1+6+2)+13=22 d20+11=15 3d6(5+3+4)+13=25 d20+10=28 d8+6=8 d20=7 3d6(4+1+2)+13=20 d8+6=12 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 2:34:53 AM
AoA vs R3: Hits AC:32 for 24 damage. AoA vs R5: Hits AC:25 for 23 damage.
Have to ask: Did the human and half-orc make the additional concealment check to hit Mac? (20% miss chance due to Blur)
Gry fell down! Pity the taur when he gets there. But first, two here to deal with. With both in reach, he strikes at the human first, and if he drops then at the half-orc.
Attack 1/Attack 2/Horn Gore hit AC:31/15/28 for 22/25/8 damage.
And in the vain hope, Cleave can follow up after one of AC:23/18/17 for 20/20/12 damage.
Am I right in assuming that if I roll lower than 20% than they miss? Or did we want to say anything above an 80% on a d100 is a miss?
Mikey Wednesday February 15th, 2006 3:31:05 AM
(i'm still waiting for the battle map before I can decide what to do...)
Tishe' (AC 17 5/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d20+6=12 d20+8=16 d20+8=12 d20+8=15 d20+8=28 d4+10=12 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 5:54:15 AM
Tishe' feels the pull of her magics and fifty feet in front of her appears another Celestial Hippogryph. "Kill the drow!", the mage commands in Celestial.
The first Hippogryph does a Wingover, turning in midair and strikes at the drow sorcerer (AC 16/12/15) all missing. The second wings in, flanking around the Shield spell and a claw digs in with a mighty Smite, scoring the black elf for 12 points of damage.
A third time, this time calling on the power of Mother Wold, Tishe' spontaneously casts Summon Nature's Ally II instead of Cat's Grace. The weaving of magics continues.
Panting and still shaking, the well camoflaged Stripes begins stalking back to his human.
1 Celestial Hippogryph (4 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 2 Celestial Hippogryph (5 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite)
Trellus (Ac 23, 38/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 5/8, Prayer 4/8, -9 STR) d20+10=15 4d8(7+4+8+3)+7=29 d20+11=25 d20+6=10 d8+2=5 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 11:08:48 AM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus. -1 on enemies.
Gotta move gotta move gotta move. Trellus doesn't see the arrows or anything else. [Spot 15] He just knows he's gotta get over this wall and help.
But he won't be much use in his current condition. The cleric taps himself with his healing wand, and heads to the wall. He uses the flames to try and conceal himself until the last moment. [CCW - 29 hp healed] [Move 30' up in the air and toward the wall. Should be about 10' south of wall and his head just below the top of it, so the bad guys can't see him coming.]
Domi's Hammer continues whapping the centaur. [atk ac 25 for 5 hp damage atk ac 10]
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Anuk [HP 23/52, AC 22, Prayer] d20+10=17 d20+13=28 d20+16=20 d8+4=12 d6=3 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 4:23:24 PM
Seeing that Ulgren is back among the living, Anuk charges out of the entangled area and towards the wall of fire, when he spots the figure in the grass. Figuring it's not a packmate and so must be a raider, he fires an arrow at the figure.
Reflex 17 to avoid entanglement. (Moves 1/2 speed (15ft) to take shortest route out of entangled area.)
Spot 28
Atk 1: Hits AC 20 for 15pts (12pts +3 electrical)
Modifiers: Attack: +16 (BAB +11/+6, +1 mw arrows, +1 prayer, +2 bracers of archery, bow of shock +1) Damage: +4 (+1 prayer, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:33/33 AC 24 7d6(5+6+6+5+3+2+4)=31 d20+9=24 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 6:04:42 PM
Ulgren gasps in a deep breath as the potion and wand heal the drow to full health, "Thanks my friends," Ulgren says as he quickly stands and scans the enimies before him. Ulgren spots the three raiders standing in a semicircle and quickly raises his right finger sending a small bead toward them that lands at their feet. (Thats 2 squares down from the 4 in R4 and 1 to the left Damage 31 reflex 20 for half) Ulgren smiles at the explosion and moves out of the entanglement fifteen feet to the east. (Reflex DC 24)
Gilan [HP: 2/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] d20+8=25 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 8:50:37 PM
Gilan glances to the situation and shakes his head as he sees the events. "This is not a good one." He cannot see what is beyond the wall of fire but he just smiles. Pulling on the forces of nature he shapes the power to his need and sends it out to bring the wall down.
Ciaran growls as he stays near his brother. He is ready to move as soon as his brother is and he is now ready for a fight.
Thanks for the catch on the healing Carla. Everyone take note that Flea did not do any healing just pulled the wand so that she can. I misread the post. :)
Grymash (ac21, hp84/ragehp100, nonlethal damage98, prayer, rage4) d20+17=29 d20+9=16 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 10:57:56 PM
Things like that happen out in the Sargrass. The heat plays funny tricks on the senses. What may have looked like the death of a friend, the spray of blood, the severing of a torso ... all just an optical illusion. But that is unknown to all. All except the minotaur and centaur raiders. For what the others had just witnessed, Grymash has shed his mortal shell and gotten caught up in the torrent currents of a woldsblood river. Well on his way to see his master, Gargul. However, Grymash begins to see light return to his eyes. He starts to see a dark shadowy figure standing over him ... putting something on him. "GRRRRAAAUUGHHH!!" roars Gry, as he springs back to life, reaching for the centaurs legs.
(Grapple check, HitTouchAC: 29. Strength check: 16, to pull him down to the ground for a pin.)
The barbarian cleric does his best to wrestle the four-legged beast to the ground. If he gets his pin, he pulls a dagger from a scabbard and readies to bring it down on his victim. (You can draw a light weapon while grappling, as a move-equivalent action.)
(Also, trying to be fair with the healing, I doubt the healing magic from Gilan would differentiate between lethal and nonlethal damage. So I distributed his healing equally between both the lethal and nonlethal damage Gry has taken. So Gry is near full hitpoints, but he'll fall unconscious if he takes 2 more nonlethal points. Im continuing to research this to see if it's correct.)
Flea ( AC21, 36/53 HP) Evasion d20+9=17 d20+12=21 4d4(2+3+3+1)+1=10 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 11:26:42 PM
"Aieee!" cries the rogue when two arrows cut through her leather armour and tear into her flesh. She follows Anuk's counterattack with her eyes, but can not spot the enemy hiding in the tall grass (Spot=17, miss). She takes a step forward and to her right in order to escape the magicked grass, then activates her wand (UMD=21) and sends another 4 missiles at the the raider. (10 pts. Magic Missile dmg. vs R5).
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 8/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 3/50 charges used
save
Jake (AC 29 +1 with prayer, hp 31/59, prayer) d20+14=15 d20+14=29 d20+9=21 d10=2 d6=1 Thursday February 16th, 2006 1:30:54 AM
One thing Jake has learned from fighting alongside Grymash is that you never get up close with the big guys. This minotaur, who has smashed Gry up, is definitely one of the big guys. Let him get one or two hits in by chasing Jake around, Jake figures it's better to do this than to slug it out with a much stronger opponent. So, Jake just rushes right by the minotaur, letting him get another swing at him. (I think I get a +4 to my AC on this swing?) And charges right at the drow! (Spent a hero point to reroll that first attack of natural 1) He moves in and almost trips on some stalks of grass. Luckily, with the grace of a rogue much like Flea, he dances out of their grip. "'scuse me", he apologizes to the minotaur, tipping his hat to him as he rushes by. Then, he comes up to the drow, who is still looking over his shoulder worriedly at the hippogriff. He rushes right into the drow, bringing his sword in for a deep side slash and satisfyingly cuts through his protections and spells. It's not his best slash, but still quite vicious. (Power attack for 2, so I did 2 (sword) +2 (specialized) +4 (strength) +2 (PA) +1 (prayer) +1 (+1 sword) +1 (freezing damage) = 13 damage. Those little modifiers add up!)
Raiders, round 5. (DM Jim) d20+18=20 d20+9=28 d20+11=22 d4+4=5 d4+6=8 d4+4=7 d4+12=15 d4+12=13 d20+12=19 d20+12=21 d20+7=22 d20+10=24 d10+3=13 d10+3=7 d10+3=12 d10+3=8 d20+16=28 d20+11=21 d20+16=34 d20+16=24 d8+5=13 d8+5=9 d8+5=8 d8+3=9 d20+14=16 d20+9=14 d20+14=32 d20+14=34 d20+14=28 d8+3=5 d8+3=11 d8+3=7 d8+3=7 3d8(8+7+4)+3=22 d20+10=28 d20+5=21 d20+10=26 d20+10=24 d20+10=19 d8+2=3 d8+2=3 d8+2=7 d8+2=5 3d6(6+2+4)=12 5d6(5+2+5+4+5)=21 d100=13 d100=84 d100=15 d100=46 d100=34 d100=53 d100=88 d100=44 Thursday February 16th, 2006 9:05:53 PM
Mac sends out a pair of blows at the two raiders that move in on him. He finds that all of thier attacks land upon his body and he hopes the blur will work better next time. Two of his attacks hit but is not enough to drop the human out of the fight.
Tishe' calls up yet another hippogryph and sends it after the drow. The first one finds that he cannot get a beak or claws in edge wise. The new one though finds that it is able to hook with a single claw. Tishe' then begins to summon up another creature.
Trellus makes it up to the side of the wall though he keeps far enough away to not feel the effects of the heat. He taps himself with the healing wand he holds as he figures to make his go the next round. The hammer slams into the centaur once again.
Anuk is out of the entangled area as he sees that Ulgren is ok now. He spots the figure in the grass and sends off an arrow at it.
Ulgren fires off a fireball at in the direction of the raiders that are all clustered together. He then moves to escape the entangled area.
Gilan uses the magic that Mother Wold gave him and brings the wall of fire back down. Ciaran is now standing beside his brother that is not that well off.
Gry finds himself on the ground and he grabs at the centaur cleric as he fights him off from slapping him in irons. He attemps to pull him down and pin him to the ground.
Flea feels the pain of biting arrows, but she is not able to spot who shot them. She rolls out of the magicked grass and comes up pointing that wand again. She fires off another series of missiles at the half-orc.
Jake sacrifices his own health to get around the big minotaur and at the drow. He tips his hat to the minotaur as he goes by and brings himself in close to the drow.
The centaur(R1) smiles down at Gry as his size gives him the advantage in this little fight. It is followed with a hoof that kicks out at Gry, though you get the feeling that it is pulled[hit: 22 and non-lethal damage: 5]. With the man in his grasp now he slaps the irons, in his hand, upon the unconscious half-orc.
The drow(R2) looks down at the sword that is in his chest and then falls foward. Those nearby can hear a sudden crack that is followed by an explosion, that throws the drows body through the air and into the grass.
The human(R3) lets fly a flurry of blows that rain down on Mac[hit: 19/21/22/24 and damage: miss/7/miss/8].
The minotaur(R4) was about to turn after Jake when the fireball went off. With a stagger step he falls to slam hard into the grass.
The half-orc just smiles as he launches as series of attacks with his dire flail. Each blow is aimed at Mac's poor body[hit: 28/21/34/24 and damage: 13/9/8/9].
Off to the side of the grass, Anuk has spotted another raider(R6). This raider pulls up his bow and fires off another flurry of arrows at Ulgren[hit: 16/14/32/34*crit28* and damage: 5/11/7/7*crit22*].
From the opposite side of the grass comes another flurry of arrow that streak at Flea[hit: 28/21/26/24 and damage: 15/3/7/5].
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 Raider 2 - drow - AC 26 -DEAD Raider 3 - human - AC 22 Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 - DEAD Raider 5 - half-orc - AC 24 Radier 6 - human - AC 19
Spot DC 19 to spot the elf in the grass to the right.
All damage on Mac is non-lethal.
Grymash will need to make a Reflex save against he fireball from Ulgren.
Jake and both hippogryphs need to make a Reflex DC 22 or take 21 points of damage or half if you save. This is from the explosion from the drow when he died.
Sorry about no post yesterday. Had storms here.
Flea ( AC21, 15/53 HP) d20+23=41 d20+12=20 d8+1=9 d8+9=11 Thursday February 16th, 2006 11:13:27 PM
Flea's small body twists and turns in an awkward ballet as the arrows thud into her. The unfortunate rogue moves into the high grass where she can hide from the attackers she can not see. (Hide=41, spot=11) She activates the wand in her left hand (UMD=20), a moments hesitation and then she feels the healing (9 HP restored).
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 8/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 4/50 charges used
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps:3/33 AC 24 d20+5=12 d20+5=17 d20+5=25 4d6(6+4+5+6)=21 d20+5=11 4d6(4+2+2+4)=12 Thursday February 16th, 2006 11:27:53 PM
Ulgren gasps in pain as the arrows slam into his body. The drow grimaces as he stumbles 30 feet forward and raises his left hand. Ulgren mumbles and two scorching rays shoot from the drows outstretched hand, aimed at the centaur standing over Grymash. (First Ray: Hit Touch AC 12 rerolled with hero point Touch AC 17 for 21 damage, Second Ray: AC 25 no crit Damage 12)
If the R1 dropps Ulgren will have teh second ray strike R4.
Grymash (Unconscious, ac6, hp53/ragehp69, nonlethal damage103, prayer, rage5) d20+5=14 Friday February 17th, 2006 12:41:31 AM
As quickly as the light came back to his eyes, the light is again snuffed out. Grymash slumps back to the ground, motionless and helpless.
(Not sure if Gry can get a reflex save, being helpless and prone. Will roll anyway. Reflex: 14+1 from Prayer.)
Mac (Unconscious, DexMod:-5, AC:12(8 vs Melee), HP:[-54]+37 /84, Prayer, Blur Friday February 17th, 2006 2:10:34 AM
Mac keeps his feet against the human, but he staggers part way through the half-orc's blows, and once he is finished there is nothing left to guide Mac's body but gravity.
Tishe' (AC 17 5/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d20+7=17 d20+6=7 d20+8=13 d20+8=21 d4+6=9 d20+6=16 d20+9=24 d20+9=21 d4+6=8 d4+6=8 d20+11=21 Friday February 17th, 2006 6:04:19 AM
OOC: Did the drow's spell overcome each Celestial Hippogryph Spell Resistance? (SR8)
Ending her spell, Tishe's efforts coalesce the form of a huge bat fifty feet in front of her. Since it is from Mother Wold and Tishe' doesn't speak bat, she lets the 20 foot wingspan take it to where it will.
The Dire Bat flies fifty feet to the nearest seen enemy (R3) and stoops to bite, missing. (AC17)
The first Hippogryph fails to avoid the dying magic of the drow(nat 1) and takes 15 points of damage (damage reduction). Looking for the nearest enemy, it flies to the centaur (R1) and strikes with two claws (AC 13/21) and scoring once across the raider's hindquarters (9 dam).
The second Hippogryph also is struck by the dying black elf magic (15 with dam red), and also launches an attack on the centaur (flanking +2 to hit) striking with two raking claws on his ribs (16 damage)
Tishe' once again sees her taur friend go down in battle, and she's getting tired of bullies picking on his gentle body! Raising her hands with a pinch of mica dust, she flings it into the air while pointing in between the human and half-orc. Instantly, a 10 foot radius column of brightly glittering dust surrounds them, impossible to hide, impossible to see! (Will Save DC 17 or blinded)
Stripes remains in the tall Sargrass nearby his human. Getting his nerve back, he knows her pack is in a fight. Not liking this kind of fight with fire and swallowings and flying, Stripes will stay hidden and ensure no one sneaks up on his human. Yes, that is the best course. (Hide: 21) He will hold his attack until someone he doesn't know rushes Tishe' and then will jump and bite.
1 Celestial Hippogryph (3 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 2 Celestial Hippogryph (4 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 1 Dire Bat (3 rounds) Fly 50 feet (AC 20 HP 38 A +7, D d8+6) blindsense
Anuk [HP 23/52, AC 22 (AC23 vs R6 - dodge), Prayer] d20+13=30 d20+8=10 d8+5=11 d8+5=7 d6=6 d6=5 d20+12=15 Friday February 17th, 2006 11:12:32 AM
Nocking two arrows at a time, Anuk continues to rain them down on the raider hidden in the grass, but only two find their mark. Anuk's concentration keep him from from noticing the figure on the other side of the grass clearing.
Spot 15
Atk 1 - R6: two arrows hit AC 30 for 29 pts (11pts + 6 electrical and 7 pts + 5 electrical)
Atk 2 - r6: hits AC 10
Modifiers: Attack: +13/+8 (BAB +11/+6, +1 mw arrows, +1 prayer, +2 bracers of archery, bow of shock +1, +1 point blank shot, -4 manyshot) Damage: +5 (+1 prayer, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery, +1 point blank shot), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock)
Jake (AC 28, prayer hp 10/59) d20+8=11 d20+4=20 d20+10=18 d10=5 d6=3 d20+15=17 Friday February 17th, 2006 11:35:22 AM
[Not posting was excellent for me, as I hadn't received the map by the time I could post, and so it allowed me a chance to have an action that round. :-D]
Jake is very satisfied that the drow falls before him. One down, ...and the minotaur fell too! Four to go. But then he's caught in the blast, completely off guard, and he staggers back slightly in pain. He's nearly down, he knows, but he can't fall, not now. What can I do? he thinks to himself. He looks to the others... Dangit, Gry is down and Mac is down. And he's barely standing... Can't like those odds. And there's archers all over the place. Gotta take some of these guys down, but which one? He spots the guy in the grass and figures, if there's one thing he can do well, it's engage an archer. Hopefully knocking the archer outta combat will make things a bit easier on the rest of them. Then again, those guys are hit by Tishe's dusty spell. If they look blinded and disoriented, then Jake can get in an excellent advantage right now...
(This is one of those if's situation) If either of the half-orc or human that are surrounding the unconscious body of Mac are blinded, then Jake rushes in to attack that one. If not, then Jake goes after the archer in the grass that he has spotted.
(If I go after the guy in the grass, I power attack for 5, 'cause archers need to be smashed. Hit AC 18... But with my +1 from prayer I hit! Yay!!! Did 5 sword +3 freezing + 4 str + 1 magic + 1 prayer + 5 PA damage = 19 damage) (If I go after the blinded guys, then this is SA time! I think they lose their dex mod. But they're still fighters, so I'm gonna not use Power Attack on them, but just get my sneak attack damage. And... I miss. AC 17. Gah. Well, I hope they both made their saves vs. blindness... sorta.)
Gilan [HP: 2/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] d20+8=23 8d6(3+6+5+4+3+2+2+4)=29 Friday February 17th, 2006 6:09:40 PM
Gilan shakes his head and is thankful that at least the wall is down. Pulling once again on the power given to him by Mother Wold he summons up a stike of fire from the sky but he has to pick a target first. He spots both of the men on the sides of the path and the two standing over Mac still. Without further though he calls it down so that it will slam into both the half-orc and human near Mac.
Ciaran stands near his brother to keep an eye upon him and keep him safe. He growls lightly as he does.
[spot 23 and flamestrike - 29 or reflex 20 for half]
Raiders, round 6. (DM Jim) d20+6=17 d20+9=11 d20+9=17 d20+6=15 d20+6=17 d20+10=13 d20+16=31 d20+11=14 d20+16=19 d20+14=31 d20+14=21 d8+5=6 d8+5=9 d8+5=7 d8+5=13 d8+5=10 d20+5=25 d20+15=25 d20+10=27 d20+15=28 d6+3=7 d6+3=7 d6+1=5 3d8(7+5+4)+10=26 2d6(1+5)=6 Saturday February 18th, 2006 4:33:43 PM
Flea is quick to fall into the grass's embrace and protection as the arrows thud into her. She feels the sudden safety and then applies a little healing to herself.
Ulgren fires off a pair of rays that both strike the cleric, but neither is able to drop him.
Grymash lays upon the ground, motionless and helpless. Now in manacles and chains.
Mac finds that the he cannot do anything else but submit to gravity and fall to the ground.
Tishe' spell goes off and she summon up a dire bat that flies off own it's own. The dire bat is unable to hit the target he is after. The two hippogryphs both find that they are able to get ahold on the cleric. She then sends out a flash of light towards the two raiders that just hit Mac and dropped him.
Anuk sends another barrage of arrows at the raider hidden in the grass. Only two of his arrows get through to hit the man in the grass though.
Jake takes not that one of the raiders is blinded by the spray of color as he grasps at his eyes. Still he decides to move over in the direction of the archer in the grass. He has a nice shot but finds that fighting in the grass is not easy to do as the grass helps to turn his blade away.
Gilan takes stock of the situation and calls down a pillar of fire down upon the two raiders by Mac. Ciaran stays by his side to give him protection and wait for them to move in.
The half-orc(R5) is left smoking and hurt. You see him bring something to his mouth and then he throws somethig away. He seems to be waiting for you to make the next move as he stands over Mac.
The human(R6) looks to Jake as he closes and just smiles at him as he steps out of the grass and draws a pair of weapons. He sends both of his scimitars cutting in at Jake with deadly intent[hit: 25/27/28 and damage: 7/7/5].
The elf(R7) looks upon the battle field with a sinking feeling but knows that he cannot retreat. He pulls his bow back up and fires off a series of arrows[Tishe' - hit: 31/14 and damage: 12/9][Ulgren - hit: 19/31 and damage: 7/13][Gilan - hit: 21 and damage: 10].
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 - DEAD Raider 2 - drow - AC 26 - DEAD Raider 3 - human - AC 22 - DEAD Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 - DEAD Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ? Raider 6 - human - AC 19 Raider 7 - elf - AC ?
Jake - Only the first two attacks are lethal the last is non-lethal.
Spell Resistance was overcome by the drow blast.
Mac (Unconscious, DexMod:-5, AC:12(8 vs Melee), HP:[-54]+37 /84, Prayer, Blur Saturday February 18th, 2006 4:50:16 PM
Mac remains unconscious...
Grymash (Unconscious, ac6, hp53/ragehp69, nonlethal damage103, prayer, rage6) Saturday February 18th, 2006 6:25:44 PM
Grymash also remains unconscious. Nothing much else he can do. Once his adrenaline levels drop to normal, he will fall even deeper into unconsciousness.
(FYI: For those taking Nonlethal Damage. Remember, keep a separate count for Nonlethal damage. You DO NOT deduct nonlethal damage from your hitpoints. You add them up from zero. Once your nonlethal damage exceeds your current hitpoints, you fall unconscious. You also heal nonlethal damage each hour, an amount equal to your character level.)
Jake (5/59, prayer, AC 28) d20+12=17 d20+7=8 Saturday February 18th, 2006 8:03:10 PM
Jake feels the sting of one scimitar as it gashes him on the cheek, but he's still up. The half-elf smiles broadly. "Good try, ya dust sucking, scum licking, nose-picking--" and the half-elf continues a few profanities as he goes to work on the half-elf. The skilled fighter takes some calculated slashes, putting only a little bit of extra force behind them to make them sting a bit... (Power Attacking for 2.. and boy do I suck on rolling of late! Missed both times.)
Flea ( AC21, 24/53 HP) d20+12=29 d8+1=9 d8+23=24 d20-1=9 Saturday February 18th, 2006 10:45:11 PM
Flea activates her wand and touches it to her wounds (UMD=29, 9 HP restored) then hunkering down in the tall grass she moves towards the conflict staying parallell with the path. She wonders at what is going on (Sense Motive=9) wondering if those who are down are dead or still alive as she watches from her hiding place(Hide=24).
Flea sends a heart touch to those who are still up and fighting, letting them know she is still alive.
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 8/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 5/50 charges used
Tishe' (AC 17 -7/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d100=89 d20+7=17 d20+10=27 d20+10=15 d4+6=10 d4+6=9 d20+10=12 d20+10=24 d4+6=7 d4+6=7 Sunday February 19th, 2006 3:55:54 AM
The brown-haired woman smiles at seeing her spell affected at least one of the two beaters that took Mac down. Her smile turns to a start of surprise as she feels a sharp pain in her side. Looking down, there is an arrow sticking out of her.
"Oh", says Tishe' matter-of-factly as she slumps to the ground unconscious and bleeding. (One hit 12 damage, 89% to stop bleeding)
Changing targets since the last one is dead, the Dire Bat attacks the half-orc (R5) and stoops to bite, missing. (AC17)
The first Hippogryph has another enemy fall to his claws and looks for the next closest one. Finding the half-orc (R5), it arrives in one beat of its wings, flanking the enemy, and striking with two claws (AC 27/15) (Dam 10/9)
The second Hippogryph follows its companion, also flanking the half-orc to tear him to pieces. Two claws strike out (AC 12/24) (Dam 7/7)
Seeing his human struck down by a flying stick, Stripes moves to stand over Tishe' protectively.
1 Celestial Hippogryph (2 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 2 Celestial Hippogryph (3 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 1 Dire Bat (2 rounds) Fly 50 feet (AC 20 HP 38 A +7, D d8+6) blindsense
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps-10/33 AC 24 Sunday February 19th, 2006 1:56:05 PM
Ulgren's scorching ray doesn't have the desired affect although the drow mage is unable to see it as an arrow pierces his chest and lodges within him. The newest member of the Bloodpack sucumbs to the embrace of death and is swept away.
Trellus (Ac 23, 35/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 7/8, Prayer 6/8, -9 STR) d20+11=23 d8+2=5 Sunday February 19th, 2006 10:07:24 PM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus. -1 on enemies.
This just totally bites grass all over. Everybody is dropping around him and the cleric can't do much about it.
He can feel Tishe down, and he sends a wave of healing through the stone in his chest to stabilize her. [send 1 hp to Tishe - standard action]
Then he directs Domi's Hammer at the half orc. [Move Action] [Hit ac 23 for 5 hp damage]
Feeling Flea's touch, he responds instantly with a command. "Flea!" he yells from his spot about 15' in the air. "Missile THIS dude!". The cleric is pointing at the thrice baked half orc monk.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Mac (Unconscious, DexMod:-5, AC:12(8 vs Melee), HP:[-54]+37 /84, Prayer, Blur) Monday February 20th, 2006 7:14:22 AM
Mac remains Unconscious...598 rounds until he becomes Staggered. }; )
Gilan [HP: -8/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] d100=24 Monday February 20th, 2006 4:54:45 PM
Gilan looks down to the single arrow that quivers in his chest and then falls over. He only has time to gurgle as he slams into the ground.
Ciaran growls and charges in the direction of the grass. He can only see red as he charges and has no concern for his own life at this time.
Flea (illegal 2nd post) Monday February 20th, 2006 11:01:09 PM
Flea hears Trellus' command and waits for an opportunity.
Raiders, round 7. (DM Jim) d20+13=21 d20+8=15 d8+5=6 d6=2 d20+11=28 d20+6=18 d20+11=25 d6+3=6 d6+3=4 d6+1=3 Monday February 20th, 2006 11:37:41 PM
Grymash, Mac, Tishe', Ulgren and Gilan are all out of the combat right now in one form or another.
Jake finds that he cannot get a good shot at the human that has stepped out to face him. He suddenly wishes that he had stayed a rancher back in Rattledam as he takes a few steps backwards.
Flea hunkers in the grass and wonders if those that are down are dead or just unconscious. She does tap herself with the healing wand she has as she tries to keep quiet and hide.
Trellus finds that so many are dropping around him that he cannot even hope to keep up with it. He uses the stone in his chest to at least stabilize Tishe' as he hollers for Flea to bombard the half-orc with the dire flail. His hammer slams into the dude about that time and he can feel a little better about that.
Anuk knocks another two arrows and sends them streaming at the half-orc. He seems to be the biggest threat right now and the other one that he can see is in melee with Jake.
Ciaran sees noone in the grass so he changes direction and instead comes in at the back of the man that is attacking Jake.
The half-orc raider(R5) finds himself being assaulted from all side and he cannot take it anymore. Even with the healing potion he drank he cannot stay standing and he collapses to the ground as one of Anuk's arrows slams into him.
The human raider(R6) advances on Jake with a single-minded purpose. You can tell that he pulls all his attacks as to stun you[hit: 28/18/25 and damage: 6/4/3].
The elf raider(R7) on the other side that noone has seen yet takes a quick look at the situation and is soon moving through the grass.
Raider 1 - centaur - AC 20 - DEAD Raider 2 - drow - AC 26 - DEAD Raider 3 - human - AC 22 - DEAD Raider 4 - minotaur - AC 20 - DEAD Raider 5 - half-orc - AC ? - DEAD Raider 6 - human - AC 19 Raider 7 - elf - AC ?
{Spot DC 12 to notice that the elf raider is missing.}
{Jake and Ciaran have flanking.}
Grymash in "Broke Back Mountainback." Tuesday February 21st, 2006 12:56:22 AM "Hey Grand Maw, how yooz gets here? Gry miss those long an sharp an pointy fangs ... so whites, soooo pretttyy!! Snout soo cutie. Yooz breath sooo hot ..OW HOT, TOO HOT!! Ohh, Gry ok! No worry, Gry's hair grows back. Hmmm, dat right. Gry cant quit you."
Flea ( AC21, 24/53 HP) d20+9=29 d20+13=16 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 1:07:21 AM
Flea steps back onto the path of short grass, abandoning her hiding spot in the tall grass. A quick glance tells her that the half-orc is down, but she catches sight of something as it moves through the tall grass (Spot=29, nat. 20!) The gnome points her wand in the direction of the archer (R7), but it fails to activate! (UMD=16, fail).
"Bloody #%*&!@#! hell!" blasts the rogue in frustration as she stands exposed, watching her quary escape.
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 9/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 5/50 charges used
OOC: Is there a map?
Mac (Unconscious, DexMod:-5, AC:12(8 vs Melee), HP:[-54]+37 /84, Prayer, Blur) Tuesday February 21st, 2006 4:01:27 AM
...597... Actually, I botched the math. 1797 rounds to go 'til wake up time : )
Trellus (Ac 23, 35/67 hp, Air Walk, Spt Wpn 8/8, Prayer 7/8, -9 STR) d20+10=17 4d8(4+6+3+6)+7=26 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 8:00:18 AM Prayer: +1 Luck bonus to hit, damage, saves and skill checks if within 40' of Trellus. -1 on enemies.
Now Gilan's down. Trellus sees the other Raider weaving away, but truly doesn't care. It means there is only one treadle left to deal with.
And the best available person to do that is Jake.
In a few quick strides, the cleric drops down behind his half elf packmate, and taps him with the healing wand. [CCW - heals 26 hp]
"Flea! Help Gilan!" he calls out, unaware that the gnome has already made a different move.
From beneath his mithril hood, Trellus' blue eyes lock onto those of the last raider. The dude is toast. Trellus really, really hopes he knows it.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3), Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps-10/33 AC 24 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 11:41:41 AM
Ulgren floats in a peaceful sea of memories, caring little about the wold he departed.
Tishe' (AC 17 -7/53 stabilized) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) d20+4=5 d20+7=26 d8+6=12 d20+6=20 d20+8=11 d20+8=23 d4+6=7 d4+6=7 d20+6=9 d20+8=27 d20+8=28 d4+6=10 d4+6=10 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 12:51:07 PM
Another enemy is rended by the celestial and druidic allies of the unconscious but stable Tishe'.
The Dire Bat shrieks in annoyance that it has yet to taste the enemy. It doesn't see the retreating raider(Spot: nat 1), and so flies to the last one alive (R6) and plunges to bite, sinking fangs in flesh. (AC 26, Dam 12)
The first Hippogryph also shrieks, but in triumph. It does spot the fleeing raider (Spot:20)(R7) and easily flies to rake with two claws in a mighty Smite (AC 11/23) (Dam 7/7; Smite adds 4 damage on one hit if opponent is evil)
The second Hippogryph follows the Dire Bat, also not seeing the fleeing raider (Spot:9), and strikes at the frail human from the air with both claws (AC 27/28) (Dam 10/10)
Stripes hackles are up and his ugly face creased in a snarl. No one better get close to his human, grrrrr, or else.
1 Celestial Hippogryph (1 round) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 2 Celestial Hippogryph (2 rounds) Fly 100 feet(AC 16 HP 10/25 A +8 D d4+6x2, d8+4; elecrical/cold/acid/damage reduction;5; SR8; smite) 1 Dire Bat (1 round) Fly 50 feet (AC 20 HP 38 A +7, D d8+6) blindsense
Anuk [HP 23/52, AC 22 (AC23 vs R6 - dodge), Prayer, manyshot] d20+13=33 d20+13=21 d8+5=7 d8+5=13 d8+5=6 d8+5=8 d6=4 d6=6 d6=3 d6=4 d20+8=24 d8+5=11 d8+5=6 d6=6 d6=3 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 3:35:44 PM "NOOOO!" Anuk's anger swells as comrades fall. Taking it out on the Raider near Jake, Anuk pours out a barrage of four arrows, all of which find their target. The sound of the raider's skin boiling with electricity is horrifying and satisfying all at once.
Atk 1 (R6): Hits AC 33 (nat 20! crit threat, roll again for AC21 - critical hit! x3 on first arrow) arrow 1: 39 pts (7/13/6 regular damage plus 4/6/3 electrical) arrow 2: 12 pts (8pts + 4 electrical)
Modifiers: Attack: +13/+8 (BAB +11/+6, +1 mw arrows, +1 prayer, +2 bracers of archery, bow of shock +1, +1 point blank shot, -4 manyshot) Damage: +5 (+1 prayer, +2 str, +1 bracers of archery, +1 point blank shot), and 1d6 electrical damage (bow of shock) Precise shot (can fire into melee w/o penalty)
ooc: Sorry about the missed post. Got back later than expected from a holiday weekend. DMJim, thanks for filling in for Anuk!
Gilan [HP: -9/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] d100=99 d20+13=14*not right mod* d20+15=17 d20+10=30 d20+10=23 d8+7=9 d8+3=10 2d8(8+3)+3=14 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 3:49:22 PM
Gilan lays on the soft grass, with the life pouring out of him. He feels a gentle touch of Mother Wold as she calls him slowly back to her. He can also feel Gargul standing not too far off smiling at him and waiting. Though he cannot help out he hopes that the rest of his pack make it through this alive and well.
Ciaran howls as he throws himself at the raider in front of him. His jaws snap shut as he tries to literally tear the man apart with his bare teeth.
Jake (AC 28, hp 28/59) d20+10=12 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 11:32:10 PM
The light goes out for a few seconds as a scimitar shoves into his side and the pain is too blinding... Jake then wakes up, his face in the grass, and the fight still going on around him. He grabs his sword from the ground and takes swing at the guy from his prone position. (And I miss again... heh, looks like my weeks of lucky rolls are catching up with me! :) )
Last man in the grass. (DM Jim) d20+18=30 Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 12:41:46 AM
Everyone sighs a great bit of relief, well those that are still standing and not dying, as the last raider pitches forward.
The raider lands first on one knee as he drives his right sword into the ground to hold himself up. With a look of horror on his face he looks up at Jake, but then it settles into peace as he falls at the Jake's feet. His one scimitar is still stuck in the ground but the other lays beside him.
The last bandit has eluded the hippogryph that is chasing him. Though if you could talk to the beast it would let you know that he kept going away from the group.
No problem Mike, glad to be of help to a player when it counts.
We will be returning to normal time in just a few minutes so those that need to can start up thier actions...triage and all that.
Flea ( AC21, 24/53 HP-Hasted) d20+13=27 d8+1=8 Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 12:55:51 AM
Flea clicks the heels of her boots* together and sprints towards the fallen druid. She nearly trips over the prone form of the drow. The awkward angle of his limbs and the glassy appearance of his strange eyes confirm what she already suspected. Tears spring to the gnome's eyes, but she continues until she is at Gilan's side.
"Oh, Gilan," she whimpers as she wipes a long strand of dark hair from the man's pale face. "Domi guide me," she prays as she activates the wand in her left hand (UMD=27). A blue glow from the wooden stick tells her she has been successful. (8 HP restored to Gilan)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 9/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 6/50 charges used
*Boots of Speed-p. 250 DMG guide-act as though affected by a Haste Spell...p. 239 PHB) 1/10 rounds (not required to be consecutive rounds)
Grymash (Unconscious, ac6, hp53, nonlethal damage103, prayer) Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 2:31:34 AM
3,750 rounds till Grymash wakes up.
Tishe' (AC 17 -7/53 stabilized) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 4:59:52 AM
The dire bat and the hippogryph chasing over the grasses fade and are gone. The second golden hippogryph shrieks again its triumph as it climbs a hundred feet straight up before it, too, disappears. Tishe's spells are spent, and the magics return from whence they came.
The girl herself is laying in the short grass, acid marks on clothes and skin and an arrow in her side. Shallow breathing indicates she is alive, if only barely.
Stripes hackles are up and his ugly face creased in a snarl. No one better get close to his human, grrrrr, or else.
Trellus (Ac 23, 55/67 hp, -9 STR) 4d8(1+7+3+2)+7=20 d8=5 4d8(2+3+3+6)+7=21 3d8(2+4+4)+5=15 3d8(2+2+7)+5=16 3d8(4+8+2)+5=19 3d8(1+8+1)+5=15 d8=8 d8=3 3d8(7+4+3)+5=19 3d8(6+1+7)+5=19 d8=8 3d8(1+3+8)+5=17 d8=2 3d8(5+6+4)+5=20 4d8(6+5+3+4)+7=25 4d8(4+1+2+7)+7=21 d8=1 d8=4 4d8(3+3+3+2)+7=18 4d8(1+3+2+4)+7=17 d8=5 4d8(5+5+5+8)+7=30 Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 10:58:06 AM
Trellus gives the last Raider a grim smile as he goes down. The treadle is quickly lost to the cleric's mind as he works to get his pack ready as quickly as he can for whatever is coming next.
First up is get Jake and Anuk to full strength in case anything else shows up. Jake - CCW: 24 hp healed Anuk - CCW: 21 hp healed
Then Mac - Mac - 4 CSWs - 59 hp healed
Grymash is manacled, so the cleric hurries to the spellcasters. "Flea, I got it here. Gry's got manacles on. Can you twist that pick before I wake him up?"
Gilan - 2 CSWs - 45 hp healed "Move Stripes. I'm trying to help" Tishe - 2 CSWs - 38 hp healed Ulgren - "Domi's Light" he sighs, then moves on, still in triage-mode.
Back to Grymash, who is hopefully unmanacled. Gry - 3 CCWs - 65 hp healed
Oh yeah, and me. And Flea Trellus - CCW - 20 hp healed Flea - CCW - 30 hp healed
DM Ammendment Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 1:11:22 PM
The manacles that are clamped on Gry's wrists are black in color, with a length of chain that runs up to a collar that is around his neck. Another length of chain runs down to his feet that are also in manacles. The manacles on his wrists are held together by a foot long piece of solid black metal as well.
[Open Lock DC 20 for each of 5 locks]
Anyone that may do a search of the bodies will find the following of use or interest.
5 sets of manacles large heavy flail dire flail longbow 2 scimitars large warhammer quarterstaff 2 rings pair of boots 2 amulets 14 sheets of paper 10 bottles 6 gems 60 platinum pieces
Note: The group currently has no access to the Catacombs and the village that you are going to is too small to have a branch office.
Mac (HP:32/84) Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 3:15:06 PM
"Whys the grass all on it's side? Oh yeah..." He struggles to sit up, thanking Trellus for the healing as he continues on his way.
Ulgren: Mage Armour(extended), Mount. Shield Hps: Dead/33 AC 24 Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 4:16:28 PM
Ulgren flees the pain in his former body and readies himself to face the ultimate judge.
Anuk [HP 44/52, AC 22] Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 7:32:46 PM
Anuk huffs and puffs as the adrenaline begins to wear off. "Thank you, Trellus," he says when the cleric heals his wounds.
He looks around and sees the bodies of his friends lying about as Trellus continues his ministrations to the pack. When Trellus passes the body of Ulgren without healing him, Anuk realizes what has happened. Kneeling over the drow's still form, Anuk quietly says, "I...I'm sorry, my friend."
Stephen ooc Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 7:39:49 PM
(I mentioned in a previous post that I was looking up how magical healing heals someone with both normal damage and nonlethal damage, this is what I found. Players Handbook, pg 146, Under the heading: Healing Nonlethal Damage: "When a spell or magical power cures hit point damage, it also removes an equal amount of nonlethal damage." So that solves it for anyone that might be confused about it, like myself. :)
Grymash snaps out of his slumber in time to see Trellus dart off to his next patient. His head looks around wildly and sees many others also lying about the field of battle. He notices the chains latched to his neck, hands and feet for the first time. Before he has a chance to inspect them, his hands are slapped away by Flea crouched down next to him. Gry looks up at her with eyes saturated in sorrow. "Sorry Flea ... sorry Gry gots all da Bloodpack dead! Gry sorry dat Flea be dead too! See wit eyes, Gargul put Gry in chains!"
Flea d20+13=24 d20+13=17 d20+13=28 d20+13=25 d20+13=20 d20+13=27 Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 8:57:56 PM
With trepidation Flea abandons Gilan to Trellus' ministrations as she makes her way to the bound half-orc. A glance over her shoulder confirms the druid is likely in better hands then hers.
Dropping her pack on the ground, Flea shoves her wands back into her belt. The rogue fishes for her special tools, and selects a slender metal object before going to work on the manacles binding her pal's ankles. "Easy big guy," she croons to the distraught worshipper of Gargul, "I don't think you're done doin' his work on the Plains yet." (Open Lock=24, 17, miss, try again 28) Flea works up to the collar around Gry's neck. While working on the lock, (Open Lock=25) she feels a tickle on her hand, and spys a critter crawling back into its hiding place in the barbarian's hair. "Geez, Gry!" You've gotta see Trellus or Gilan 'bout those creepers!"
Finally the rogue starts on the dark metal bands around her pack-mates wrists. (Open Lock=10, 27) Mumbling to herself as much as to her prone friend, she continues, "some folks have started their voyage to the Shadowlands Gry, mostly them that works for the barons, but one of our'n, too, Gry. One of our'n."
Flea stands, holding the black metal rods and chains used to bind captured slaves, then lets them drop at her feet as her gaze turns to the crumpled form of Ulgren and the distraught ranger hunched over him.
Gilan [HP: 44/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] Thursday February 23rd, 2006 1:42:04 AM
Gilan feels the first bit of healing and wonders what or who might be doing this. Then he feels the further healing that flows into him and the arms of Mother Wold slowly slip away from him. Gargul gives him a salute as he turns and walks away. As he opens his eyes he sees Trellus over him and gives a weak smile. "Did we win?" He sets up just a little and then cradles his head in his right hand. It feels like someone is pounding it with a large hammer and he notices the arrow that lays near him. "How bad?" That is all he is able to get out as he coughs a little congealed blood and then spits it out.
Ciaran cocks his leg and completely soaks the back of the one raider with urine. As he turns to go back to his brother he kicks a little dirt on him.
Jake Thursday February 23rd, 2006 1:43:11 AM
"Poor Ulgren..." Jake sighs, looking at the dead dead drow. He crouches next to his fallen comrade and looks at him, realizing he never did get the chance to talk much ot the dark elf. Not much to talk about, he guesses... Well, the lanky fighter thinks to himself, ah coulda asked him about wizard pick up lines, but that mighta not gone too well. 'Hey baby, check out my wand...' or 'I've got a spell that detects sexy and you're practically glowing!'... Maybe he coulda asked him about elven stuff. Jake's always been confused about that part of his heritage, especially since the whole elven god coming back thing. All the destruction since has made him wonder if that elven side is to blame for a lot of this. Then again, as a dark elf, how could he give Jake any advice on that? Jake sighs and turns his attention elsewhere. Jake can't help but feel that Gry is to blame too, and he looks over to the dumb half-orc to see him looking mourning. Scratching his head, the half-elf goes over to Trellus, the group's mediator. He says quietly to him, so that Gry can't hear, "Y'all think ya should try tellin' Gry not to charge into battle, or want me to? Ah'm thinkin' he knows he did somthing wrong but needs some direction for next time. Ya know... he never is too concerned about group tactics."
Tishe' (AC 17 31/53) and Stripes (AC 16 17/31) Thursday February 23rd, 2006 5:28:30 AM
Trellus has a little bit of a problem approaching Tishe' as the girl's ugly dog is growling and standing guard. After some assurances from the cleric, Stripes reluctantly gives back a pace and allows the blonde human to come near.
On the first healing spell, the arrow is expelled, and Tishe' blinks herself into awareness. At the second, she sits up. "Oh, that is so much better! Shady picks, Trellus!"
Giving reassureances to Stripes and the others, she moves to the still form of Ulgren. "We need to preserve his body until we are able to find a way to restore him", she states with finality. "If there is magic that was able to restore Mac in the hills after the trolls, there should be some on the Plains to help."
Having her, Gilan, and Mac separated from the others because of being swallowed by the ranthom makes Tishe' feel guilty that she wasn't with the Pack when the fight started. She tries to focus on Ulgren and lays him out to make him presentable to help and take her mind off her failure.
Trellus (Ac 23, 55/67 hp, -1 STR) d4=4 d4=4 Thursday February 23rd, 2006 11:55:46 AM
Trellus claps Gilan twice softly on his shoulder. His words are confident, but his tone his subdued, "We always win, Gil," he says quietly, looking at Anuk over Ulgren's body. "We always win."
Jake poses his question, and the cleric responds quietly again. "I'll say something," he says doubtfully. "But, c'mon dude. It's Gry. Try telling the Grass not to grow. The rest of us gotta be ready for it."
Rising, Trellus casts a couple more spells on himself (Lesser Restoration 4 and 4 STR points back). They almost serve to recover the strength he sent Tishe when the ranthom came through. Close enough anyway.
While he's at it, he casts DETECT MAGIC on the collected equipment and treasure.
He comes to stand over Ulgren. Tishe's conviction rings in his ears. "Truly," he agrees. "We're done losing packmates. Let's wrap him in something and bring him along. I can cast a preservation spell on him in the morning, and we'll find a way to visit Lord Gargul again."
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2)*, Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x4), Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3)**, Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement, Summon Monster IV, Spell Immunity (d)
Moving on and the loss. (DM Jim) Thursday February 23rd, 2006 3:43:13 PM
The group gather themselves together and mourn the loss of Ulgren in their own way. Tishe' is the first to suggest bringing him back as soon as the get the chance. Trellus lets the group know that he will be able to cast a spell on the body in the morning, till then they will need to wrap the body for travel.
Flea has Gry out of the manacles with minimal trouble but she is still at a loss about thier newest drow companion...Ulgren.
Trellus does take the time to have a look to see if any of the stuff they pulled off the raiders is magical. His spell shows many glowing items in the stuff...but it is getting late and the bodies may soon draw attention.
TreasureItems in bold are magical. 5 sets of manacles large heavy flail dire flail longbow 2 scimitars large warhammer quarterstaff 2 rings pair of boots 2 amulets 14 sheets of paper 10 vials 6 gems 60 platinum pieces
I will give specifics on what auras you get from each item with my next post or maybe I will update this one with that information. Have to look this information up in the DMG.
Mac Thursday February 23rd, 2006 4:52:00 PM
Mac gets to his feet and joins the gathering. Only then does the realisation hit him.
And only when the move is made to wrap Ulgren up as protection against the bugs we're likely to run into tonight does the taur finally speak, saying: "I'll carry him... I've done it before."
Grymash Friday February 24th, 2006 12:59:29 AM
Grymash sits up after being set free. He doesnt say a word. Removing his helmet reveals signs of torment etched in the lines of his face. After pulling off his gauntlets and dropping them to the ground, he simply buries his face in his large calloused hands. Open Eyes, holy symbols to Gargulians, tattooed on the back of each hand gives him an erie facade of staring straight ahead. Where are the voices ... where is his god? He searches his soul, alone in the darkness.
Tishe' (AC 17 45/53) and Stripes (AC 16 31/31) 2d8(7+4)+3=14 Friday February 24th, 2006 4:28:40 AM
A few words and gestures, and Tishe' casts Mending, sewing up Ulgren's body in his own cloak for ease of transport. For having so many spells at her fingertips, she has very little to help preserve or carry the body.
The brown-haired woman lays a fond hand on Mac's forearm as her large friend readies to carry Ulgren. Her brown eyes are brimming with unshed tears as well as a determination to restore thier newest friend who gave so much to the group. "He gave his life for the Pack and the Sargrass. When we get him back from Gargul and back to Rattledam, he needs to be part of the Second Circle." Tishe' doesn't contemplate any possiblity of not getting the dark elf back.
Standing, Tishe' drinks a CMW potion, sharing the spell with Stripes to get more healthy (14 hp), but now it is time to move. She has no interest in the loot found, surely someone will take control of that stuff. Sadly, she shoulders her belongings and looks to see where Trellus will lead.
The short girl is surprised to find Grymash still sitting in the grass. He is obviously not too hurt, or Trellus would be there. Curiosity is piqued, and Tishe' moves to where the half-orc sits, unblinking eyes staring from his hands. "Grymash? Sweetie? Do you need help?"
Anuk Friday February 24th, 2006 11:16:49 AM
While watching Tishe' and Mac work to protect Ulgren's body, Anuk says, "Well...first thing to do is to make camp for the night, but then what? Do we continue on to where the Manfri said we're needed or try to find our way home?"
After a few moments' silence, he continues, "I suppose we should continue on...seems we're as likely to find our way to Lord Gargul out here as anywhere. Last time, we were out in the middle of nowhere and we were shown a way. Could happen again, I guess."
Jake Friday February 24th, 2006 1:03:02 PM
"Don't we already owe Lord Gargul one favor? I'd hate to have to owe him another.."
Mac (Illegal 2nd post) Friday February 24th, 2006 5:29:21 PM
Casting the slightest smile for Tishe', Mac hauls Ulgren up o'er his shoulder, and checks on Galea before reading to find a better camping spot for the night.
Gilan [HP: 44/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] Friday February 24th, 2006 9:23:29 PM
Gilan stands slowly as Trell speaks. He then notices Ulgren's body and turns just in time as his stomache empties onto the grass. With a sad look he shakes his head and stands back up. "We won...but Ulgren paid the price." His voice is almost a whisper as he looks to Ciaran who comes trotting back over.
"I don't think we should stay here." With a look to the others he once again shakes his head and says a prayer to Mother Wold. "Wold Mother...please let us get through this...let us get Ulgren back as he is still needed." He looks around and will let others take care of what was found on the bodies. Maybe some of it will help in getting Ulgren back, when they reach that village.
Travel and the Long Rest. (DM Jim) Saturday February 25th, 2006 1:03:37 AM
As the group pull themselves together, the plan out what they are going to do. The first is to get to this village and then see if they can get help for Ulgren there. First they know that they will need to stop soon and get some rest.
Moving along the group comes across an area that would make a suitable area for a camp. It appears that the ranthom has already been through here as the grass has been eaten down. Despite the fact that noone feels that they will be able to move much further.
Those that remember the general distance to this village on the sea knows that it is still maybe half a day off from your current camp. A somber mood has settled over the pack as they break down to camp.
Will need a general idea of watches.
Treasure 5 sets of manacles large heavy flail dire flail longbow 2 scimitars large warhammer quarterstaff 2 rings(faint abjuration/moderate transmutation) 2 pair of boots(faint transmutation/faint abjuration and transmutation) 2 amulets(moderate transmutation/faint transmutation) 6 sheets of paper(enchantment), 4 sheets of paper(conjuration), 2 sheets of paper(illusion), 2 sheets of paper(conjuration) 6 vials(conjuration), 3 vials(transmutation), 1 vial(transmutation) 6 gems 60 platinum pieces
Sorry, missed a pair of boots there. So there should have been two of them.
Trellus (67/67 hp, -1 STR) 4d8(1+3+7+4)+8=23 d8=8 4d8(4+1+3+4)+8=20 d8=2 4d8(3+8+1+7)+8=27 d8=7 d8+5=9 d8+5=11 d8+5=6 d8=8 d20+9=16 d20+9=21 d20+9=13 d20+9=26 d20+9=15 d20+9=19 d20+9=21 d20+9=25 d20+9=20 d20+9=18 d20+9=12 Saturday February 25th, 2006 12:22:59 PM
Trellus looks on at the exchange between Mac and Tishe. Upon reflection, the man wonders if the taur is twisted about more than just this battle and Ulgren's death.
And Grymash is hurting too. The cleric nods to himself. The pack's wounds go beyond physical. He starts with the half orc. Trellus moves beside Grymash, standing and waiting patiently to be noticed. He does not touch the barbarian. Trellus' nose is slightly bent to the left. It healed that way - a distinct reminder of the first (and only) time the man inadverantly surprised the half-orc.
"Dude," he says finally, softly. "You're shady. We'll all stand in front of Lord Gargul in our time. You 'n me still got more picks to weave on this side is all."
The pack moves to its camping spot, and Trellus casts some more healing spells. Grymash - 30 hp [CCW over Freedom of Movement] Mac - 21 hp [CCW over Spell Immunity] Gilan - 33 hp [CCW over Summon Monster IV] Tishe - 9 hp [CLW over Endure Elements] Anuk - 11 hp [CLW over Endure Elements] Trellus - 13 hp [CLW over Endure Elements]
"Let's go with me and Mac, Gry and Flea, Anuk and Tishe, and Gilan and Jake for watches" he suggests. "Flea, when you get a chance, can you look at these gems?"
Trellus casts READ MAGIC on himself, and looks over the scrolls.
He also looks over the potions [Spellcraft 16, 21, 13, 26, 15, 19, 21, 25, 20, 18, 12], before passing over those he can't identify to Tishe.
During his watch, the cleric waits for a decent moment to open up with Mac. "What's twisting you, dude?" he asks in a concerned tone.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2)*, Read Magic* 1 -- Endure Elements (x4)***, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d)* 2 -- Lesser Restoration (x3)**, Spiritual Weapon*, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic (x2)*, Prayer*, Magic Vestment*, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk*, Freedom of Movement*, Summon Monster IV*, Spell Immunity* (d)
Gilan [HP: 69/69 - AC: 19] Ciaran [HP: 71/80 - AC: 22] d20+10=28 d20+10=20 d20+8=25 d20+8=11 Saturday February 25th, 2006 4:22:12 PM
Gilan trudges along with the others, remaining rather quiet as he does. He cannot help but think about the loss of Ulgren and how he was partially to blame. He had went to help out his brother when he needed him and left his pack to fend for themselves. Tears come unbidden from him as he tries to come to terms with his role with the Bloodpack.
Later that night he eats in silence as well. He moves off to the side of the camp, just at the edge of the light. Ciaran is laying by his side, pressed up against him. He absently rubs his brother's head as he relaxes and lets the shoulda, woulda and couldas' ramble through his head. "I am lost Mother Wold...what am I doing...how do I keep both of my paths connected." None may hear him as he whispers this but most will know that he is a little more reserved than normal.
His watch with Jake that night is filled with him just sitting and staring out into the grass. He does not talk unless asked a question and then keeps even that short. Ciaran is by his side trying to comfort his brother, not sure what is exactly wrong.
[Gilan - listen 28 and spot 20 : Ciaran - listen 25 and spot 11]
Mac Saturday February 25th, 2006 6:43:34 PM
"Twisted? Aye!" He looks over the sleeping Pack, thinking they should all remain asleep. "I don't know much about the ways of the Plains, dragons, vampires and the like. I don't know a whole lot about magic, 'cept as it applies to weapons thanks to the family business. I believe myself to be a loyal follower of Domi, but I don't relate to him on the same level as you." Mac pauses for breathe and too reorganise his rambling train of thoughts. "We are Pack, and I will risk my thread to save others, but I don't think all this makes me stupid."
Mac (illegal second post) d20+5=18 d20+1=12 Sunday February 26th, 2006 1:19:47 AM
Neglected to include Spot and Listen checks:
Spot:18 Listen:12
Tishe' and Stripes (both fully healed) Sunday February 26th, 2006 3:03:02 AM
Grymash doesn't seem to need or want the small woman, and Tishe' knows enough that sometimes people want time alone. With the approach of Trellus, she thinks, maybe it is time with long-time friends, longer than herself.
The rest of the day is passed in quiet with Stripes at her side. Looking around, the others are quiet too. Maybe they all feel the closeness of capture, the death of Ulgren, the guilt of not being able to do more. Alone with her thoughts, Tishe' doesn't really know.
At camp, Tishe' announces that she will learn as many Identify spells as she can in the morning to help with the magical items. She helps Anuk with making the shelters that they hae done before, and also vows to memorize an arcane read magic to check any arcane scrolls that Trellus may find.
That night, alone with Anuk, they both seem to be in a quiet mood. Well, Tishe' thinks, I am anyway. Anuk seems to always be in a quiet mood.
"I wonder how we can have some plans that we do if we are surprised like that again", she opens the conversation bluntly. "If we have time to plan, Trellus or Gilan come up with some good picks, but when we don't have time, we weave on our own, and it hurts the Pack."
"I'll bet even holding back for a couple of seconds to set a defense and some spells, the Pack could have done much better."
Flea d20+9=21 d20+5=23 d20+9=12 d20+11=30 d20-1=9 Sunday February 26th, 2006 10:35:30 AM
Flea is sad that the cool drow guy is dead, and she wonders if getting him back will be as easy...or as hard...as when they got Mac back. The gnome isn't too keen at the idea of standing in front of the god of life and death again, and having him look into her soul.
When Trellus asks her to check out the gems, she gives them the once over (Appraise=21) to get an idea of their value. The rogue will inform the leader of the Bloodpack what she learns. Tugging the edge of his cleric's robes, Flea will try to get his attention. "Um, Trellus? You think maybe we can pray to Domi 'bout Ulgren? You think maybe Domi can...like...give him back to us?"
Flea doesn't like how some of the group are kind of upset and closing off their emotions and going off by themselves. There is just too much thinking going on. She really likes Mac, but when he is in a mood he is kind of scary...and Gry is just plain dangerous. Tears well up in her eyes when she spots Gilan alone with his wolf at the periphery of the clearing. She wishes Bohdi were there. He would know what to do. He would put his arms around her and that would make everything better.
Suck it up, Flea! Pull yourself together!
Flea trails after Trellus and does as he bids. She sings sadly (Perform=23)in a thin soprano:
You are not bound to loss and to silence For you are not bound to the circles of this Wold. All things must pass away All life is doomed to fade... Sorrowing you must go, and yet you are not without hope.
During their watch, she just sits close to Gry, collecting warmth from his big body. If the big guy wants to talk, Flea will listen, and wisely (Wisdom Check=9) keeps her mouth shut. (Rolls for watch, Spot=12, Listen=30)
Grymash d20+9=17 d20+9=18 d20=3 Monday February 27th, 2006 12:36:35 AM
Later that evening, after a full day of travel and quiet contemplation, he walks up to Tishe and puts a hand on her shoulder. In a low, almost whispered voice he explains, "Sorry Gry not says anythings back theres. Gry be prayin' ta Gargul. An Gry no feel gute also. Gry shamed to speak then, but Gry knows now whut Gry must do."
A little later, he answers Trellus in the same low whisper, "Gry understand. Gry think Trellus be shady too. Gry got things figured out. Gargul will bless da Bloodpack again. Gry knows it!"
When they start to make camp, Grymash does his best to help the pack find a suitable spot. (Survival 17). He then takes out his bow and announces to who ever will hear it, "Gry goin' ta hunt uh little. Will be back befores supper." He steps off into the grass and goes a little way. Making sure he's taken the precautions to find his way back. Leaving markings here and there. When he gets to a spot where he feels is a proper distance from camp, he drops down to his knees. He begins to pray once more. Blessing everything and everyone that Gargul has given him. He begs for forgiveness. Its not until this point when tears begin to drop from his eyes. The first time for that to happen since he can remember. When his prayer is done. He mutters to himself. Gry knows whut must be done. Gry must pay for bein' bad. He removes the breastplate section of his armor and sets it to the side. He then opens his backpack and retrieves a 3-ft long strap of leather that he's tied his tooth collection to. He originally thought it would be a shady necklace when finished, but he has realized a new purpose for the item. Maybe its what Gargul had planned for him all along. The necklace was an object of pride. Little trophies of past battles, victories in his name. A pride that he feels has put his friends in danger. Today he was bested, by the first combatant he faced no less. Now all his victories were meaningless to him. It's time all those he had defeated to take back the pride they had given him. Grymash was not deserving. They should be the last to draw blood. Da last ta draw blood be da victor. An Gry no want no more. Gry no earn dat right no mores.
Grymash takes a deep breath and sudden whips the leather strap, laced with teeth, over his shoulder and across his back. The pain startles him at first. He wasnt expecting to hurt so much. But then he thought, more da better! Again, and again, Grymash whips the toothy strap across his back. Each slash digs a little deeper into his flesh. The pain is exquisite. He begins to grunt with each strike. One after the other. In his mind he screams, there yooz go. take it, take it! taste gry blood. it be yoorz! He can hear their growls and screaches. He can hear their laughter and their cheers. He only waits now for Gargul to tell him to stop. That he is forgiven. The minutes go by and Grymash continues to flog himself. One after the other. He no longer tries to keep count. He collapses before he ever hears his god. He just lays there in the grass with his back torn and bleeding.
The half-orc soon wakes up to the stings of a few creepers and from someone singing in the distance. The sun is almost gone now. So he agonizingly puts back on his breastplate. He was glad that it hurt. It helped dull all the other pain he felt. He then turns to follow the singing. Luckily, the song led him back to camp!
After arriving back to camp, Grymash tried not to let on to what he had done to himself. "Sorry, Gry no find no piggies dis time." (Bluff 3). He just sits down for the night and tries not to flinch too much from the cuts on his back.
Ulgren Monday February 27th, 2006 7:22:46 AM
Ulgren stepps froward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Tishe' (2nd Post) Monday February 27th, 2006 11:16:49 AM
The vibrant brown eyes look up at the half-orc with warmth. No words, no heart-touch is necessary. Tishe' lays her hand over Grymash's larger one and gives a short squeeze. "Packmates", she says. And, to the slightly round woman, that says it all.
Anuk d20+14=25 d20+12=19 d20+12=17 Monday February 27th, 2006 11:44:10 AM
Anuk does what he can to help find a campsite and food for the pack (survival 25), but his mood is sour. While foraging, he hears strange grunting sounds (listen 17) and investigates, only to discover Gry hidden in the grasses and flailing himself. (spot 19)
It's not you Gry...it's all of us...we are not weft and web as we ought to be when battles come, Anuk thinks. He knows better than to disturb the half-orc, but his heart aches at the pain his friend...all of his friends...are each bearing alone. Doing the only useful thing he can think of, he sends out a small heart touch of comfort to all the packmates who can receive it, then recedes quietly into the grasses to leave Gry undisturbed.
That night, with the pack on his mind, Anuk sits quietly through his watch with Tishe'. He's taken a little by surprise by her sudden question, but then realizes it's him that's been silent all night. He looks at her and breaks out a big grin, which looks extra-large given his dirty face and halo of matted, curly hair. "I'm sorry 'bout being so quiet tonight, Tishe'," he says. "Sounds like you've been thinking 'bout the same stuff I have. I think we all have. As soon as something surprises us we seem to be all about 'kill first ask questions later'. Me especially. I dunno...maybe there's some kind of shield spell that could give us a moment or two to get plans ready? Maybe we just start walkin' everywhere in some kind of formation? When I was in the militia before I came to the Rattledam we had to do that all the time...kinda hated it, though," he says, chuckling to himself at the memory. For the next while he becomes animated as he trades ideas and stories with the plain girl, and it feels like maybe, just maybe, a little of the weight on him is lifted.
A loss of thought and reason. (DM Jim) Monday February 27th, 2006 8:56:32 PM
All of the pack fall into thier own little musings over the fall of thier packmate, Ulgren. Camp is quickly set and supper made for those that hang around or for when they come back.
Gry is the first to leave and though he makes it a hunting trip...the only thing he plans on hunting is himself and faith. As he lays into himself with his own trophies he feels the warmth of not just his own blood and the pain that washes over him...but also another warmth. It is kind but yet stern as he atones for what he feels is a mistake on his part in the battle. It is clear to Gry that his god is happy with his thoughts and the devotion that he is showing. To change ones thoughts and actions for future battles is a sign of his devotion to Gargul.
The night is uneventful for all those that stand watch. Some talk and come to conclusion that they will just need to do better in the future and that this time around they had no time to plan. The though of facing Gargul once again fills you with dread but also with a sense of purpose as you know that you owe this much to Ulgren at least.
The morning dawns with the hum of insects and the light touching the grass. For some reason this morning seems to be full of promise for all of you. You feel that you were touched in some way last night by some force that eased your fears and pain. Something is going to turn out right and you can feel in down to your toes.
~MikeK - Let me know if you are going to be taking over the rest of this module during my vacation in March? I will send you the additions for the module that you will need to take care of a few little items. I am also waiting for the approval of the next module that you will be needing at least a small piece of.~
Ulgren Monday February 27th, 2006 10:04:27 PM
Ulgren steps forward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Jake Tuesday February 28th, 2006 1:58:21 AM
If anyone's his usual self, it's the half-elf. Can't win every battle, he thinks to himself. And this wasn't even a loss, so much as attrition. At least, that's the way it is logically. And illogically, the loss of a packmate may be tough, but Jake knows how to get through it. With humor and good-natured tricks. Take breakfast, for example. Innocent little noodl-ish grassies, boiled. But when one bites into the red grass, one receives a BIG surprise. Yes, it's the famed 'Woo-HAH!' grass-dish, as Jake calls it. Or soon to be famous, as soon as Jake tests it out. How else can you cool your mouth but with some water? But amazingly, water does not kill these grasses, only spreads the heat of their spicy-taste to the other buds, who soon scream in pain as well. And it's even worse, because this is not water he is serving with the meal, but it is spiced cider! It is deceptively clear, though, so unwary (or overeager) consumers may be caught by surprise. By now, it becomes apparent that something must kill the taste, and so you might reach for the last item on the plate; the bread. Innocuous, plain-grown bread. But, it has been cunningly sprinkled and roasted with hot peppers as well!
Jake also tries a few other tricks, things he hasn't used in a while. Switching people's items, so that Anuk's pants are in Tishe's pack and so on. Adding glass grass to some of the packmate's waterskins secretly. Putting sleepy crawlers in people's socks. Handwritten notes attached to people's backs asking for various forms of physical abuse. A very ribaldy song, sang a bit too loud as they walk along, involving a very evil girl named Rikketytikkety Tin. And so on.
Tishe' Tuesday February 28th, 2006 4:15:50 AM
The talk with Anuk last night felt good, Tishe' decides, as she awakens for a new day. Just knowing that Anuk was thinking the same thing makes her heart lighter as she meditates with Mother Wold, her spellbook on her lap.
Communing with nature, Tishe' claims a mug of the clear cider which, while spicy, helps to clear her thoughts. And piques her hunger, so she is ready to eat the good smelling cooking of Jake. "Grass noodles, and so colorful too!" Munch, munch, mu--- "Hot, Hot!, HOT!!!"
Her mouth feels like the island that blew its top and any minute Tishe' wouldn't be surprised to see lava come out of her mouth. Keeping whatever wits she still has about her, the plain-looking girl knows that the cider won't help, and so drinks greedily from her waterskin.
Unfortuneately, the fire in her mouth makes Tishe' unaware that her 'skin is filled with glass-grass squeezins. All too soon, the spellweaver is flat on her back, Plains spinning so she can't stand up, panting and sweating.
It took six raiders to take Tishe' out of the fight yesterday. This morning, it takes one Jake.
Stripes noses his human and whines, having no idea why she looks so ill.
Anuk d20+12=24 Tuesday February 28th, 2006 10:32:51 AM
Anuk wakes, feeling a little lighter. The sun is still low on the horizon and so is not boiling yet. The morning air makes him grin, though he's not entirely sure why. Maybe it's just not having been attacked for over eight hours? He sits quietly for a while, thinking and meditating (prepares entangle and magic fang).
When he's good and ready he gets up in the low light and begins to dress for the day. But...something's wrong. He twists and turns, but things are just not fitting right. Straining, he manages to close the button at his waist. This is so odd. Concerned about what it might mean, he finds Flea, knowing he can trust her with something so delicate. Looking about to make sure know one else can hear (spot 24), he turns himself halfway 'round and asks, "Flea...do these pants make me look fat?"
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday February 28th, 2006 12:57:10 PM
Gilan is up early in the morning as usual. He slips off to and sits as he goes through his morning prayers and song to Mother Wold. Ciaran is in his usual place with his brother singing along.
Through his time spent thinking over the battle he has come to many conclusions, the least of which is that noone was to blame. The Plains and fate had played against them in that last one and it could have turned out a lot worse.
Once back at camp he gets a pair of plates of the noodles that Jake has fixes up. He has his spoon almost to his mouth when he notices that Ciaran is not eating but whines at his plate. With a knowing look to Jake he pulls out some of his dried meat and gives some to Ciaran as he takes a bite of the noodles. They are pleasant at first with a fire that sneaks up on you with a lot of heat.
At least he does not have to worry about his water as that is something that he does not let out of his sight. He drains a big mouthful that he uses to wash the heat away. "Jake?" That simple statment is enough to let the man know that he had better be a looking for some kind of payback in the future.
Trellus d20+5=15 Tuesday February 28th, 2006 9:33:50 PM
Trellus remains silent for a few moments, considering Mac's words. The taur has obviously been harboring some slight, but the man can't recall any. He takes the cautious approach. Taking pains to avoid the Plains slang that might reinforce Mac's possible annoyance with the long time pack members, he replies, "I don't think anyone thinks your stupid, Mac. Light, when we were up north there, you were the only one who knew what a cow was. You do kinda keep to yourself most of the time, so its hard to know what you're thinking. But if we've left you out...if I've left you out, I'm sorry. Just let me know what you need. I'll help."
In the morning, Gry returns with his totally twisted story about not finding food. [Sense Motive 15] Sensing the half orc wants his privacy, Trellus says nothing. But he does give Gry a raised eyebrow, just to let him know that HE knows the dude ain't playing straight.
Unfortunately, all this paying attention to Grymash and Mac means very little attention is paid to what Jake is doing to his breakfast. The piggie is bad enough - "Aw...DUDE!" But then he reaches for the water - <gasp> Light! And the bread....."Jake, you thrice baked Baronspawn!"
It's only after devouring an entire meal of very bland standard rations that the young man can feel his tongue at all.
Trellus spends the early part of their march to the village planning his revenge.
A coastal village. (DM Jim) Tuesday February 28th, 2006 11:07:49 PM
The pack moves through the grass as most plan a revenge on Jake, who is use to this as his antics always get him into trouble. Suddenly the grass breaks and you can see nothing but flat rolling grass for as far as the eye can see. It feels strange to be this open as you continue to look out of this barren area.
Walking is a lot easier though as there is not tall grass to pull at you and block your view. About lunchtime you stop for a rest when some catch a strange scent upon the air*Int DC 8 to smell water and Int DC 10 to tell that there is a salty presence to it*.
With a little step you all head out after a filling lunch, that Jake does not have a hand in. As you top a small rise in the land you look down upon a small coastal village and beyond that...water and more water. You can also see a lot of activity in the village but not what it is.
MikeK - Will post till Friday and then you can take over Monday if that is ok? I am also going to get Jerry to make an appearance to play Gargul for the resurrection of Ulgren. Sound good to you?
Please, everyone add 1200 XP to your sheets and only send updated ones to me if this make you level up.
Grymash d20+12=30 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 12:56:17 AM
Grymash's mood is somewhat more at peace. For the first time in a while, he feels that Gargul is with him. After trying Jake's cuisine, his ears perk up a little more! (Fort 30) "Hmmm ... dis gute!? Hmmm, dis ready shady," says a ravenous half-orc!! He looks over at the others. "Uhh, yooz gonna eat dat?" Grymash cant help himself from sampling his other packmate's bowls. Especially if no one is willing to fight off his oncoming spoon.
The next day. Grymash looks out over the seaside village. He seems bewildered by it being here. "Any of yooz knows whut dis place be?"
Anuk d20+1=4 d20+1=4 d20+12=13 d20+12=18 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 10:37:01 AM
The wide expanse of low grass interests Anuk, and he spends so much time observing how it changes in the breeze that he doesn't even notice the ocean until they are nearly upon it (Int 4). When he does see it, he breathes the salty air deeply and is reminded of the pack's journey with Shady and Grandma. He smiles as he recalls the grand feeling of flight he'll always associate with this smell.
While he observes the village during their approach., his thoughts are elsewhere (spot 13 - nat 1, Listen 18). "Anyone else remember sailing over the oceans? Light, but I miss that feeling sometimes."
Tishe' and Stripes d20+4=12 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 11:40:55 AM
Nursing a hangover and a burning mouth, Tishe' casts dagger glares at Jake whenever he is in her sight. She thinks about the time that she stuck Jake to the wall of the Druidwood ship and smiles, thinking of how she's going to get back at the smiling elf.
Stripes yips a question, and Tishe' sniffs the air. "It smells like the big water that Grand Maw and Shadee flew us over. I wonder if we're near the village with ash and tree problems?"
The brown eyes turn somber with Tishe's quick turns of temper, and says quieter, "I wonder if they have anything to help us get to Gargul and ransom Ulgren."
Mac d20+2=22 d20+2=14 d20+5=14 d20+1=14 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 4:06:16 PM
Mac smiles a little and continues his conversation with Trellus. "We have to keep each other better informed about what we are getting into - like the Kall'A'Tek. As a pack we also need to know how we best contribute to a situation - combat in particular, but not only."
"And people should be learning something from the Dragon's Tears: The life of everyone in the pack is precious. We shouldn't leave a packmate where their life is at risk, and we shouldn't risk our own without out a plan and back-up to keep our threads from getting too frayed. These Tears mean a whole Wold of hurt for those left left behind by those that die. That said, we should extent the same courtesy to all that travel with us, Tear or no."
...in the morning... Mac is cudding the last of his trail rations for Galea when Jake's breakfast surprise goes off. He shoots him a look with one raised eyebrow, but then raises a smile - maybe that is what some of us need.
He walks with Galea on his shoulder. She gets a good grip on the woven armour with her claws and wanders from one side to another saying hello to anyone walking nearby. The taur's nose picks up early on the scent of water or the slightly raised humidity. "Is there a salt water lake in the plains?" he asks, well prior to finding the village and shoreline.
Looking over the village, he tries to gauge the reason for the hubbub. [Spot: 14, Listen: 14]
Absentmidedly replying to Tishe, Mac says, "Maybe, but not the same one - we'd have seen the tree dam by now."
OOC: Mac falls 60XP short of leveling up.
Ulgren Wednesday March 1st, 2006 6:37:36 PM
Ulgren steps forward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Gilan and Ciaran d20+2=21 d20+2=6 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 8:23:29 PM
Gilan comes to the top of the hill and looks down upon the village. He takes a deep breathe and can smell the water, a large amount of it at that. He notices the movement in the village as well and then looks to the others. "Shall we go down?" He takes a few steps down the side of the hill and towards the village though it is still some distance off.
Ciaran does not seem to be bothered by anything as he too starts down the hill with his brother. Though he does stop to look back at the others with that lop-sided smile of his.
Trellus Wednesday March 1st, 2006 9:34:49 PM
As Mac speaks, Trellus frowns. The taur is going somewhere, but the cleric still isn't sure exactly where. "Well, I agree we're not talking or planning real well right now. But the Kall'a'tek was unexpected, and that vampire and the ranthom came out of nowhere, and we didn't see the raiders till I had a crossbow bolt in my back. We keep running into stuff with no time to discuss or prepare." The man sighs. "And if you talking about Gry taking off, I'd say we all know about that, including him. Its been a bad week, truly."
In the morning, Trellus learns a spell to preserve Ulgren. He uses his rod to extend the duration to two days [Gentle Repose]
He also casts protective spells on his shield and armor, also extended.
At the sight of the village, he nods vigorously. "Shady, maybe we can get some help. Or at least figure out where we are. Everyone keep warped down so they don't mistake us for raiders or baron's men."
Trellus moves to the front of the group, making sure his various symbols of Domi are very visible.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x2), Entropic Shield, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Shield of Faith, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Gentle Repose*, Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Inflict Critical Wounds, Spell Immunity (d)
Jake d20+2=17 d20+2=21 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 10:05:51 PM
"Oh, shade! It's one of those Big Waters, like we saw on the dragons!" Jake excitedly says. He almost wants to run towards it, but...that'd be stupid. "I bet it has boats...not grass boats but those other boats, the ones that are made to float on water!"
Flea d20+3=14 Wednesday March 1st, 2006 11:37:08 PM
Flea sniffs the air, and recognizes the salty tang as signifying that the pack is close to a great body of water, likely an ocean. (Int=14)
"There are often communities along the shores of such great bodies of water," she volunteers. Her observation is soon confirmed when they crest the hill and spot the small coastal village.
The Village. (DM Jim) Thursday March 2nd, 2006 12:22:47 AM
With a slow pace the group makes their way down to the village on the coast. As they get closer the scent of water and salt becomes stronger to those that are unaccustom to so much water.
As you get closer you notice that the people you saw moving are actually villager, with a few militia mixed in, with strange looking three tonged weapons in thier hands. The do not seem to take a lot of notice of the group as it moves closer and then to the boundary of the village. Some look but they do not seem to see you as a threat.
In the distance, about thirty feet into the village and nearer the water, you notice about three to four houses that have been literally torn to pieces. A larger building near the center has a sign hanging from it that shows a overflowing mug upon it. The rest is pretty much grass houses with a few places mixed in that are most likley trade shops...blacksmith, net making and repair, boatmakers and the like.
As you stand taking all of this in, a pair of what appear to be young militia men start to pass by you. They only give you a moments glance though the one does point to the Domi symbol worn by Trellus and the Gargul eye on Grymash.
Treasure 5 sets of manacles large heavy flail dire flail longbow 2 scimitars large warhammer quarterstaff 2 rings(faint abjuration/moderate transmutation) 2 pair of boots(faint transmutation/faint abjuration and transmutation) 2 amulets(moderate transmutation/faint transmutation) 6 hold person scrolls(arcane), 4 ccw scrolls(divine), 2 displacement scrolls(arcane), 2 neutralize poison scrolls(divine) 6 cmw potions, 3 levitate potions, fly potion 6 white pearls(estimated value 100gps/gem) 60 platinum pieces
MikeK - Going to get the ball rolling with the resurrection by Friday. If you have the module still for this than you can run the coastal thing as you want.
Ulgren Thursday March 2nd, 2006 7:52:37 AM
Ulgren steps forward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Anuk d20=20 d20+12=25 d20+12=21 Thursday March 2nd, 2006 10:47:23 AM
Anuk enters the town with the pack, a broad smile on his face in what he hopes will seem a friendly manner. (diplomacy 20 - nat 20!) Despite all the armor, weapons, and adventuring gear, he doesn't want to seem any more threatening than necessary.
He watches the young men of the militia go by and tries to see if they seem to be part of the town watch or if they seem to be marching off for a battle (spot 25, listen 21).
"Odd," he says in a low voice, "they don't seem too wary of strangers in these parts, do they?"
Trellus d20+7=22 Thursday March 2nd, 2006 9:01:23 PM
"This is sunbaked," Trellus replies in agreement to Anuk.
Taking matters into his own hands, he calls out to the two militia men in his bestest easy going style. "Hey Dudes! What's going on around here? We're kinda looking for some help. Can you point us toward one of your beaters?" [Diplomacy 22. Added +1 on assumption they follow the Woldian gods. Check is 24 if they follow Domi.]
Gilan and Ciaran Thursday March 2nd, 2006 9:19:36 PM
Gilan stops and watches the guards going about thier business. With a shrug of his shoulders as others take the direct approach he sighs. "Maybe they have bigger problems than strangers." He does not speak too loud so that the guards can hear but that all the pack can.
Ciaran stays close to his brother as he watches with interest. He otherwise seems to be at ease as if there is not danger at this time.
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday March 2nd, 2006 10:28:43 PM
While completely at home with the Bloodpack, Tishe' agrees with the others that being ignored was the last thing she thought would happen. With Mac, Cirain, and Stripes in the group, and Raiders close by, she was afraid the villagers would be hostile, not oblivious!
"Perhaps all their threats come from the sea," suggests the brown-eyed girl, pointing out the destroyed buildings. "And in every section of Hook City, the best place to get information was the tavern. Perhaps they will have news of a way to contact the Lands of Rest." She points out the mug on the sign, but waits for someone else to make the first move.
Stripes has rarely seen so many humans, and such strange dens! He sticks close to his own human, very close indeed.
Arcane White:Read Magic, Read Magic, Mending, Prestidigitation, Detect Magic Red:Identify, Identify, Identify, Identify, Grease Orange: Web, See Invisible, Glitterdust, Scorching Ray Green:Summon III, Fly, Dispel Magic
Grymash d20=4 d20-2=0 d20+2=9 Thursday March 2nd, 2006 10:51:15 PM
Grymash notices the stares he gets and pays them back with his own. Though he tries his best not come off as brutish. Instead of his normal sneer, a simple flash of tooth and tusk, the half-orc gives them a nod, although a serious-looking nod. A slight attempt at diplomacy, nonetheless a concerted effort for a barbarian. (diplomacy 4)
Grymash ponders his first thoughts out loud, "Gry wonders whut dat house wit da spilled drink be?" (Int check: 0, Wis check: 9)
Jake d20+15=28 Thursday March 2nd, 2006 11:39:09 PM
Jake sees an interesting new town, a lot of soldiers, and that amazing saltwater. He breathes it in excitedly, smiling to himself. "You can even taste it..." While the others busy themselves with asking the townspeople what's going on, Jake takes a personal approach. He looks for the most pretty woman he can near the edges of the throngs of people, and wanders up. Taking off his hat, he throws a charming smile her way and asks, "Pardon me, ma'am, ah was wonderin' where a thirsty man might get a drop of water and other-" he stops, looking at her smiling, suggestively, "refreshments." (Perhaps a bit too lewd. Diplomacy 28)
Flea d20+13=21 d20+9=19 Friday March 3rd, 2006 12:03:23 AM
Flea hangs at the back of the pack and looks about the town. The rogue is thinking along the same lines as the rangy fighter, but addresses herself to the big minotaur. "Hey, Mac," she asks, "you figure they have a bar in this town?"
Search=21 Spot=19
The rogue wonders for a moment if the party should be looking for a temple where they might find a god who would help out with getting Ulgren back, but then thoughts of Flaming Gnomish drive the good intentions from her head.
Talks and trouble. (DM Jim) Friday March 3rd, 2006 12:53:29 AM
One of the militia men, the older of the two, stops and comes back to the pack. The other moves on searching for something as he moves. You notice that most of the time he is looking towards the sea as if expecting something.
The man smiles as he leans upon the strange speak. "Name is Haks...sorry for ignoring you there, figured you would move on over to the Mug." He points to the large building with the foaming mug on it. "Don't get many strangers around here but you seem an ok lot...better than the crabs anyways." He scans the sea again as if the mere mention of them will make them appear. "Those destroyed houses over there...flattened by those crabs...must have been at least fifteen feet tall." As he ponders the many questions that is put towards him he smiles openly.
Jake catchs one of the young woman's eye as he stands around. She had wandered over to have a look at the strangers and found she liked this one. She gives a shy smile as she looks to Haks and then takes Jake by the arm, leading him in the direction of the Mug. "You can get a drink here and maybe a little more." She has already moved Jake twelve feet from the group, snuggled against him.
Haks looks on with a shake of his head. "Better watch your friend...that there is Luz and she has been trying to find a husband for the last couple of months." He laughs at the look that will most likely appear upon your faces. "A beater....a beater...ya mean our chief?" He points to the Mug and a large fellow that is standing in front of it argueing with a pair of militia men. "That would be him...Graze by name...though dependin on what you need?" He kind of leaves it hanging and you notice a small shrine off to the side...well actually it is more of a small monument with some offerings near it.
As you shift a little he notices the bundle that Mac is carrying and shakes his head. "Lost one in the grass?" You think that there is a little bit more than just a question there but also some regret. "Our village holy man will be of little help to you and we have noone else that could bring back your friend." You once again notice the regret on his face as he has to give you the bad news.
From behind you and from the hilly area that you just left you hear the piercing scream of a rapke. Though it sets your teeth to rattleing, it does not seem to be used as an attack. On the hill and coming down you can see three riders on rapke, from the looks all of them are Barons.
[knowledge(religion) DC 14 to recognize it as a symbol of Waard]
[knowledge(religion) DC 20 to recognize a few of the other symbols around that are dedicated more to the sea herself]
Mac d20+1=19 Friday March 3rd, 2006 5:46:26 AM
He smiles as Flea's question... "A drink would be nice, but only once Ulgren is seen to."
...then only to overhear that aid for Ulgren is in short supply here. "So, about that drink then?"
...finally, to the sounds and sight of the rapke and their Barons. The drinks will clearly have to wait. "Haks? Do you 'know' these people?" he asks, wondering what if any side the villagers will support if this is going the way of bloodshed.
[Sense Motive:19]
Gilan and Ciaran Friday March 3rd, 2006 10:20:30 PM
Gilan shakes his own head as he hears the bad news. Now what are they to do for Ulgren. He looks up and behind him as he hears that tell-tale sound and he stares. "What..." He cannot believe what he is seeing and it appears they are coming into the village at that.
Tishe' (AC 17 53/53) and Stripes (AC 16 31/31) d20+4=17 Saturday March 4th, 2006 5:09:08 AM
Tishe' listens impatiently and doesn't notice Jake's romantic interlude; she wants to know how to get Ulgren back! At the mention of no help from thier priest, Tishe' siezes on the only thing she can think of to help: the shrine. (Know Religion: 17) Recognizing the symbol of Wardd, she sends a heart-felt prayer for some luck to find a way to access the Lands of Rest.
And then the bone-chilling rapke screams.
Tishe' sees the three Barons riding down to the villagers. "Prairie Piggies! Just what these people need. First crabs (whatever they are) and now bullies!"
A word and gesture and touch weaves a graceful spell upon Mac. "Get ready to kill some more Barons, sweetie.", she tells the minotaur.
Active Spells Cat's Grace [on Mac][5 minutes] +2 Dex bonus
Arcane White:Read Magic, Read Magic, Mending, Prestidigitation, Detect Magic Red:Identify, Identify, Identify, Identify, Grease Orange: Web, See Invisible, Glitterdust, Scorching Ray Green:Summon III, Fly, Dispel Magic
Jake Saturday March 4th, 2006 6:10:12 AM
Jake is on his way to the tavern, amiable companion included, when the sounds reach his slightly pointed ears. "Dusty turds!" he curses (well, actually his curse is a bit more profane, but let's keep this civil). "Pardon me, ma'am, but ah've no doubt mah companions will shortly be in trouble, and ah hate to miss out on something like that." He smiles to her, and takes her hand, giving it a gallant kiss, though it's really just to catch a better view of her bosom, and then he draws his sword and shield and rushes back to his team.
Trellus d20+7=11 Saturday March 4th, 2006 12:25:26 PM
There are a lot of picks weaving here. Trellus gives the small shrine a quick glance, but he's got so many other things going through his head that nothing registers. [Knowledge religion check 11]
He didn't really expect help for Ulgren in a small town like this, but still sighs audibly at the confirmation.
The comment about Luz brings back his grin. "The two should have quite a contest then" he chuckles.
The cleric is about to suggest seeing Graze at the Mug and getting a little more detail on 15' tall giant crabs - whatever that is - when he hears the telltale sound of rapke.
And Barons are riding in like they own the place.
Maybe they do, the man thinks, reevaluating the number of villagers and their potential combat capability.
Jake comes back quickly, and Mac and Tishe are alreading moving. Trellus nods. These treadles aren't catching anyone by surprise.
He speaks lowly and quickly as the Barons approach. "Everyone keep shuttlecocked, but don't attack yet. We don't know the weave here. Gry you watch the middle one, Mac left, Jake right. 'Nuk and Flea, keep an eye on the villagers."
Jake has drawn steel, and Tishe has cast her spell, and Gry pulling his axe is a virtual certainty. Trellus agrees with them. They've finally got some prep time and he's gonna use it. He reaches over and taps Jake on the shoulder. "Just in case" [Bulls Strength cast on Jake]
As the Barons approach, the cleric of Domi skips his traditional 'Many Shadows' greeting and goes straight to a very blunt and unfriendly sounding - "What do you treadles want?"
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Endure Elements (x2), Entropic Shield, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Shield of Faith, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Gentle Repose*, Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon, Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Prayer, Magic Vestment*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d)* 4 -- Air Walk, Freedom of Movement, Inflict Critical Wounds, Spell Immunity (d)
A Unforseen Twist. (DM Jim) Saturday March 4th, 2006 8:34:52 PM
Haks looks up with an unconcerned looks and shrugs. "Some of them come in here every once in awhile to buy fish and other bounties of the sea from us." He looks to the tall grass that is still a long ways from the village and leans upon his trident. "They have a village of thier own or a fortress in the grass of to the northeast or something like that." He takes not of the group getting ready for something worse and sighs. "Don't start any trouble unless someone else does it...this village has enough problems."
During this time the riders have reached the village and are ten feet from the group as they stand with Haks. The one in the middle who you can now recognize as a female takes in the lot of you and the drawn weapons. "Be at ease Bloodpack...we come for other things today." She slides off her rapke and then hands the reins to the man on the left. She moves forward to about five feet from the group, while looking you all over still. "You would be Trellus and the leader of this little group...but you are missing one...we were told that you numbered a drow in you party now." It is obvious that she has already noticed the human bundle that Mac is holding over his shoulder but she does not make any mention of it. She holds out her left hand, palm towards the group, and you notice the eye of Gargul on it...but it seems not like the one that Grymash wears.
A smile slips to her face as she tries to make a show of peace. "It seems that we can barter for the service that we seek from the Bloodpack." She motions with the Gargul eyed hand to the body that Mac carries with a knowing look. "This village lost thier cleric a month ago when the giant crabs attacked and he was pinched in half...still I maybe willing to cast the spell that you need...for a price." Her eyes never leave Trellus's now as she speaks and puts forth the deal, though she is still waiting a little to give the...CATCH.
The two men have by now dismounted and stand by thier own mounts though they seem to be totally at ease. Neither has made a move to thier weapons though they do not look happy about what is going on. Finally as the small amount of time passes the one on the right speaks up. "Come Rayka...this is a waste of time and we will get our own back from the Oglian. This time we just need to make the party that goes in a little bigger and stronger to get back the missing kids." With a look of fury Rayla turns with fists clenched. "You will keep your mouth shut Bikle...the council has decided on this action...this threat to the Plains cannot be ignored...it is something that we all must fear." She turns back to Trellus with a apologetic look. "Please do not mind Bikle...he has lost a sister when the Oglian tunnel was discovered by them. We have since lost two rescue partied who went to rescue the missing youngster." She once again waves the two men silent as the other one was about to take this time. "So we offer the ability to bring back your friend...if you will get back our missing kids and discover what happened to the rescue party." You notice that the two men are most likely brothers, in fact twins at that.
[Knowledge(religion) DC 14 to recognize the eye. Highlight to display spoiler: { As not Gargul but Gargulus. That is before Gargul turned over a new leaf and became good.}]
[Knowledge(arcana) or (nature) DC 16 to recognize the name Oglian. Highlight to display spoiler: {It is the name of an ancient race spoken of in lore and history, thought to be a myth. It is said that they are a race of sentient insects that once lived on the Plains, houses underground but thier cattle on the surface. All life was cattle to them but other Oglian but they do not get along even with their own kind. The records and fables tell of this race from a time long past..some three hundred years in the past.}]
MikeK:Highlight to display spoiler: {"The three riders are all Barons. The female Rayla is a cleric of Gargulus, the two males are Bikle and Zak who are fighters. Rayla will be offering a true ressurrection spell to the group for thier assistance. The two males are not happy with this arrangement but will abide it as long as Rayla maintains a firm hand. The twin brothers are missing a sister to the Oglian and Rayla is missing a brother so they have an interest in getting the Bloodpacks help."}
Trellus scowls as his eyes flick from Baron to Baron. Haks' caution against starting anything ring in his ears, as well as the startling announcement that he considers them nothing more than traders or something. AND she says she can open the way to Gargul. Still, these are Barons. It don't weave true.
And yet.... His eyes flick over to Ulgren, and to the taur carrying him. Mac complained about not knowing enough. "The eye on her hand is the symbol of Gargulus," he announces. "Gargul before he joined the Woldian gods. The Oglian are a story my dad told to keep us weaving straight. Smart bugs that lived under the Plains and ruled over everything on the Grass hundreds of years ago."
Out of long habit, the young man reaches for the back of his neck, stopping when it his mithral mail instead of his stubbly hair. Almost apologetically, he lets the hand fall. She says she can cast the spell
"What do you know about these crabs?" he demands mistrustfully. "And how do you know who we are? And why do you think we can find out about your families when you can't?" She says she can cast the spell.
Even as he asks his questions, the man's voice becomes less sure, less hostile. There simply won't be any other options short of going home to get any help for Ulgren. And even then...when's the last time the Monks offered to bring anyone back?
Ulgren Sunday March 5th, 2006 9:45:10 AM
Ulgren steps forward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Jake Monday March 6th, 2006 12:31:26 AM
Blackpack team huddle up! "Help out the Raiders? That's totally baked. Who knows, we could be causing bigger problems by any contact with them whatsoever. And what do ya think the Druids back home would do if they found out we did anything for them?" Jake shakes his head and regards the Raiders. "How come they're so different than the other slavers anyhow??" Jake also does a once over of the woman leading the evil guys. There's always a bit of something interesting about chasing the enemy, as he knows from the packs back home...But is she worth it? (Aka, charisma/general description of the evil gal?)
Tishe' (AC 17 53/53) and Stripes (AC 16 31/31) d20=6 d20+13=19 Monday March 6th, 2006 2:57:52 AM
Stripes is beside her, hackles up and bared teeth, sensing the anger and fear of his human, but then the hi-eena is unsure and looks up into his human's face.
Tishe' looks crushed between to very strong emotions, to punish these bullies and restore Ulgren. She drops her hands to her sides and away from the spell she had been planning and stares dumbfounded at the woman dismounting from her rapke. She said she would do anything to get Ulgren back. Does that include helping Barons?
She doesn't recognize the significance of the strange Gargul symbol(Know Rel 6), but she's heard of the Oglian(Know Arcane 19), and reluctantly nods at Trellus' words. "My mentor in Hook City told me of them as well. Used people for food and lived underground. But they haven't been heard of for hundreds of years." she says in a distracted manner.
Tishe' is still wrestling with her promise and suspicion. To give herself more time, she latches onto the most outlandish thing the Baron has said
"Since when have Barons worried about what is good for the 'Plains?" she spits venomously.
Hackles still raised, Stripes whines and growls, standing close to his human.
Active Spells Cat's Grace [on Mac][299 rounds] +2 Dex bonus
Arcane White:Read Magic, Read Magic, Mending, Prestidigitation, Detect Magic Red:Identify, Identify, Identify, Identify, Grease Orange: Web, See Invisible, Glitterdust, Scorching Ray Green:Summon III, Fly, Dispel Magic
Mac Monday March 6th, 2006 2:58:14 AM
Mac takes in what people say, nodding in understanding with what Trellus tells him about the old Gargul and the smart bugs. The things parents tell their kids!
To Jake he replies, "They're different b'cause they really need help and they ain't lookin' to take the advantage. The slavers worked well together, but they were lookin' so hard to take advantage of us that they failed to notice there weren't much advantage to take."
Anuk d20=1 Monday March 6th, 2006 3:03:52 PM
"Help the slavers?!" Anuk asks, incredulously. He looks the raiders over and exclaims. "Hardly seems like the way Ulgren would want to come back. I mean, he certainly had no love for these white-handed treadles. Uh...no offense intended."
(diplomacy 1)
Flea d20+6=22 Monday March 6th, 2006 11:51:04 PM
Flea's eyes narrow as the female tells her tale...and makes an offer.
"Can we trust 'em?" she asks, moving between Gilan and Trellus. "These bugs sound a lot like the ants we fought back in the mountains. Ya think they've burrowed this far?" The rogue is incredulous, and yet she thinks there is some truth to what the enemy says, (Knowledge History=22, would this be good enough to know about the creatures?)
"Can we trust 'em?" she repeats, wondering if the one speaking really has the power to bring Ulgren back.
Grymash d20+4=14 Tuesday March 7th, 2006 12:41:55 AM
Grymash just stands there, stoic and foreboding, arms across and bulging. He finds this interesting. A priestess of Gargulus! The old ways! In the time before. A baron. Grymash isnt surprised. To see that mark on her brings back memories like a flood. He cant help but crack a slightly crooked and menacing smile from underneath the shadows of his helmet. He hadnt seen or heard that name since the time he was liberated from the orc horde. A secret he has neglected to tell his closest friends about how and why he became a cleric of Gargul. The 'change' apparently hadn't touched this one.
"Why yooz think Gargul no claim da souls of yooz kin already? Why da creepers keep them any longer than it takes ta eat thems? Yooz sure thayz not given over to da creepers. Gry knows all 'bout da evil deals beaters have wit those dat live in da dark!"
The Offer stands (ADM MikeK) Tuesday March 7th, 2006 8:43:37 PM Trellusdemands to know how the Baron's know the Bloodpack, and why they've made this offer.
Jake mistakenly identifies the trio as Raiders, but does insightfully ask how news of such a bargain would be received back home.
Tishe and Anuk voice their mistrust of the Barons, while Mac notes the trio appears in real need this time around.
Flea, like most of her packmates, is torn. Grymash cuts right to the heart of the matter. Who's to say the kin of these Baron's are even alive?
As the Bloodpack make their demands and voice their mistrust, the faces of the three Barons grow more and more clouded. The two men go so far as to take a couple steps toward the group, while their hands slide toward the weapons secured on their waist. Their two rapke fixate on Grymash, sizing the half-orc up, gauging the distance..... Without moving her eyes from Trellus, Rayla spits out a warning to her fellow Barons, "you two take another step without my authority and I'll have you flayed." The men darken even more. But they stop.
The female Baron stares at Trellus for several long heartbeats. Her stare moves from the cleric to Grymash, then Tishe, Jake, Anuk, Gilan, Flea, Mac, and the wrapped form he carries. Her hard stare is reflected in the equally cold eyes of the Bloodpack. After some moments of heightened silence, she begins speaking. "We are not raiders. We are Barons. They are slavers. We are lords." Her words are curt, terse, but she does continue to answer the questions. "The Bloodpack has faced, and defeated, Barons three times. You are among a very few living souls who can make that claim."
Her announcement shocks the two men. "Rayla," one breathes. "You can't tell them...." "Shut up," the woman shoots back. "I follow the will of the Council." Again, she doesn't turn to address him, keeping her face on Trellus. She continues. "Eberyon offered us your name and yourselves for the second Kall'a'tek. But again you defeated us."
"You are strong, and we have need of your strength. You work well together, and we have need of a small team. The tunnels are narrow, and a few succeed where many would fail. For have no doubt that the Oglian are real. You must find them. For your own safety and that of your town, you will need to find them, to learn of their strengths and weaknesses, their numbers, their goal. Your masters will pay dearly for that knowledge, even siding with a Baron." She lets slip a half grin. "After all, they've made such pacts before. They are quite a practical people, your masters."
"And as for your trust, we have no need of it. I will cast the spell. You will watch and know what I have cast. You will get your friend from Gargulus. And then you will find our children, or proof of their deaths. We believe them alive. The Oglian will breed them for labor and food." The jaws of the two men are clenched so fiercely it's a wonder they don't snap their teeth.
"Trellus, I will have your oath, taken in the name of your god, that you will seek out our children and find our rescue parties. That is all I need to cast the spell."
"What say you?"
Ulgren Tuesday March 7th, 2006 11:02:14 PM
Ulgren steps forward in the long line and continues to wait for his turn to see the ultimate judge.
Grymash Wednesday March 8th, 2006 12:59:59 AM
The sound of the woman scolding her underlings is like sweet music to his pointed ears. The half-orc subtly mocks his objection to the men's advancement with a slight shake of his head and a disapproving finger. He can feel their blood boiling and yet the unrulely duo can do nothing about it. His crooked smile grows even wider, exposing more of his teeth and tusks. Grymash amazes himself for showing so much restraint. He would have never had a chance to enjoy this so much if he had gone with his instinct and attacked them. As for the rapke, he gives a ravenous stare. A slight lick of his lips tells the three reptilian creatures that they are coming very close to becoming his dinner tonight! The jawbone of a rapke hangs from around his neck, along with a collection of other tooth and bone. A grisly hallmark of the barbarian for all to see.
Other than that, he awaits to hear what Trellus has to say.
Trellus Wednesday March 8th, 2006 7:52:23 AM
Trellus rips his eyes from Rayla and looks back at his friends. "I'm in if you are," he says quietly.
Anuk Wednesday March 8th, 2006 10:56:51 AM
"Light, I dunno," sighs Anuk. "But, the woman does say she'll pay up front. If she brings Ulgren back, I'll go. If not, well..." He looks the men over for a moment. "I suppose we'll cut that thread when we come to it."
Jake Wednesday March 8th, 2006 1:09:43 PM
"Well, if you say so, Trell... But ah'm still pretty sure this'll be bad for our reputashun, but what the heck, reputashun hardly matters compared to our packmates, huh?"
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday March 8th, 2006 2:27:29 PM
Gilan watches with some interest as the display goes on. He does perk up as she mentions the Father and shakes his head. Oh that one is still a little miffed at his defeat.
When Trel speaks he nods his head once. "We have the means to make sure she casts the right spell and we do outnumber them...though for the spell she has offered...they would be a powerful enemy to have." He looks to Anuk and gives a slight smile and another nod of his head. "As Nuk says...it is for a packmate...we promised Gargul the first time to think of the pack and not ourselves...to be all you can for the good of the pack." He shrugs as he looks back to Rayla and the two twins. "I am in Trel."
Mac Wednesday March 8th, 2006 5:03:56 PM "In!", says Mac with the beginnings of a grin. "Jake, maybe in the near while, but not so in the long while I think."
Flea Wednesday March 8th, 2006 5:32:47 PM
The rogue looks at the female baron and her jaw drops in astonishment.
"I follow the will of the Council."
She yanks on Trellus' robe. "What does she mean? What do the Barons know of the Council? The Rattledam Council? The monks?" she whispers incredulously. Then the woman drops her next bombshell.
"Eberyon offered us your name and yourselves for the second Kall'a'tek."
Flea's mind reels at this new information. Was everyone in league against them? The Barons? The Council? Nature itself? The rogue doesn't know what to think. She places her hand over the gem embedded in her chest, but sends no message to her packmates. Confusion is written on her face as she tries to make sense of everything.
"Just get Ulgren back," the rogue's eyes search those of her friends, "whatever it takes."
Trellus Wednesday March 8th, 2006 8:11:33 PM
The cleric responds to Flea, "Surely she means some baron council. She can't mean ours." The words are almost, but not quite full of conviction. Trellus isn't sure what to believe anymore.
He grasps onto the now. And in the now, its time to get Ulgren back.
"We agree," he tells the woman. "I swear by Domi that should we return with Ulgren, we will discover the fate of your children and the rescue party that went after them."
Live the life of death
The Spell (ADM MikeK) Wednesday March 8th, 2006 8:16:46 PM
Rayla gives a curt nod.
"Unwrap the body, and place it on the ground," she instructs.
The woman waves her hands in an intricate motion and begins an incantation. It is almost melodious...
Spellcraft DC 22 Highlight to display spoiler: {She is indeed casting Resurrection}.
Minutes pass, the incantation continues.
A billowy cloud rises from the earth, white and wispy. It envelopes the entire group, obscuring vision.
And then falls away......
OOC - Please do not post until the guest DM posts
GARGUL (guest DM) Wednesday March 8th, 2006 10:07:50 PM
The mist becomes black and dark and moist. Your senses are taken away and then suddenly you find yourself standing on the rippling glassy surface of a great ocean. The waves rising and falling under your feet. Looking down you can see great swimming creatures there under your feet. Some beautiful, in amazing colors. Others fiercely dangerous with razors and teeth, perfect killers. All the life swimming below the oceans surface and all of it open to your eyes. You find by simply looking you can even see the battle of the microscopic life battling for beauty and dominance. All of it there for you to observe. Squatting down you feel the water, and your fingers go right through the surface. Beautiful florescent rainbow fish come swimming up to nibble painlessly at your fingertips looking for a hand out. A soft cough behind you brings you all to your senses. Turning is the smallest but most beautiful woman you have ever seen. She is not gnomish, or dwarfish. her race seems to be undeterminable. It is clear she is an adult woman, scantly clad in a flowing gown that seems to move over her body like water. She bows deeply and smiles, showing of a dazzling smile and deep cleavage. She places her dainty fingers in the water and swirls them beside her feet and rising from the water suddenly is her perfect match in masculine beauty. Coming up from the waters surface, dry and beautiful her smiles and bows as well. Taking the ladies hand he kisses her tenderly and in a voice deep and booming for his size he whispers sweet thoughts and love to her, then turning to you all, his dark eyes sparkling, he speaks.
"Welcome to my lords domain, why do you trespass here, what is your business?"
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday March 9th, 2006 4:33:06 AM
Unable to speak, Tishe' but nods dumbly at Trellus to make a pact with the Barons to restore Ulgren. The spell is cast, and the brown-eyed girl prepares to arrive in the large chamber before Gargul.
The ocean and its beauty and dangerous creatures takes her by surprise. "Where is the palace?" she wonders aloud.
And then comes the woman. And the man. And the question.
"Your lords domain? I'm sorry, we didn't mean to. We were trying to get to Gargul and plead for the return of our companion. The witch who cast the spell must have tricked us!" Tishe's eyes burn with a hot hatred of the Barons, yet her shoulders slouch in despair. "We just need to get Ulgren back", she says despondently.
Jake Thursday March 9th, 2006 6:19:09 AM
At first, Jake is amazed by the mysterious ethereal ocean and tempted to try to dig out some string and try a skill he'd heard of only in books, something called fishing... The diea of which stuck in his head and for one second almost overwhelms him with its absurdity. Go after these little morsels of food in so much water? Crazy. Then the lady comes in. Awesome. Jake drinks her in and his eyes light up. He's wanting to ask her her name, when a man, obviously her man, comes in and interrupts it all. And, Jake begrudges, the guy's got the looks down, to deserve such a woman. Oh well...
Trellus d20+9=20 Thursday March 9th, 2006 10:56:15 AM
Trellus looks on with some trepedation as Rayla casts her spell. He doesn't know what she's doing [Spellcraft 20], but he isn't about to tell anybody that.
So now, when they appear over this ocean instead of by that sunbaked river like last time, the man gets just a little worried. The tiny woman is gorgeous, and her companion as well. But, like Tishe says, this seems to be the wrong place.
Trellus decides to bluff it out.
"Many shadows," he politely greets the two. "We are come to plead with Lord Gargul for the return of a packmate. Would you help us, please?"
Anuk Thursday March 9th, 2006 12:55:40 PM
Taken aback by the entrance to Gargul's realm being different, Anuk responds to the woman's question. "Uh...um...I...well, that is...we...uh...what Trellus said," he finishes feebly.
Grymash d20+4=23 Thursday March 9th, 2006 7:25:12 PM
Grymash goes slack jawed! All this is too much for him to take in all at once. So much so that he forgets to breathe, not until his own body instinctively takes over the task. Questions finally overpower his shock. "How dis be? Dis no be da realm of Lord Gargul. Where be da river of blood? All blood flows ta Gargul! Gry think weez somewheres different! Wheres weez be, pretty lady?" Eyes still wide with wonder, Grymash continues soaking in all his surroundings.
(Knowledge Religion: 23, to guess where he is.)
Gilan and Ciaran d20+13=17 Thursday March 9th, 2006 8:19:41 PM
Gilan watches the spell as it is cast, using his own knowledge to make sure that she is casting the right one[spellcraft 17].
When he arrives into this area of water and creatures he cannot resist the urge to dip his own hand into the water. It is only a few seconds later that he notices the lady that is soon doing the same. He knows that he has that same idiot look upon his face but he cannot help it. Then the man appears, obviously her mate and he forgets all about the woman for now.
"As the others said...we seek Gargul to petition for a friends life...can either of you help?" He seems to be at as much of a loss as the others but he wonders if this time they are in the actual Lands of Rest. "Is this the Lands of Rest...where the dead come?"
Ciaran has his own tail tucked as magic is not too welcome in his opinion...well this kind anyways. He stays close to his human so that he does not get lost or hurt.
Flea Thursday March 9th, 2006 10:17:49 PM
Flea's eyes are peeled as her brain registers all that is new and fascinating. Her first reaction is to hide behind the bigger folk, but when she sees that there are only handsome little folk she relaxes. The rogue smiles shyly at the little people, wondering who they might be. Taking a step forward, Flea asks, "can you two help us get our friend back to us? His soul has started a trip to the Shadow Lands, but we need him with us."
Mac Thursday March 9th, 2006 10:43:02 PM
Whether he is tongue-tied or still taking in this place and these people, Mac remains quiet and nods in agreement.
GARGUL (guest DM) Friday March 10th, 2006 4:47:24 AM
The little man smiles at all of you and again leans over and kisses the little woman on the lips lightly and lovingly. Then she sinks suddenly beneath the waves. The little man turns and looks at you all. The smile disappears from his face.
"You are in the realm of Gargul, but then what place is there that is not the realm of my lord? He is the power of death and wherever death is there is also life, one and the same. Life and death. Too often do you mortals come before him pleading this or that concerned with only your tiny existence, your tiny comprehension of what you address, what you anger, or please every time you face HIM. Soon he will ask you why you are here and why he should grant you what you seek. He will ask what is there for him to gain by granting it? Prepare yourselves; prepare your answers for he will soon arrive."
The little man then turns his back on you and stares out at the great sea as if expecting . . . something.
Tishe' and Stripes Friday March 10th, 2006 9:17:01 AM
The plain-faced woman's thoughts suddenly come into focus at the power and directness of the beautiful man. Life and Death. Gargul is lord of both. So often, she only thinks about the death side. And why should the god give them thier gift? What have they done to deserve it?
"Nothing", whispers Tishe', all the anger draining out of her. "I've done nothing worthy of an audience with a god." Her eyes are wide, fearful, and briming with tears. "So many come to Gargul, to plead, to demand, to promise anything for a loved one. What makes us so different?"
Mac (Sub/Al) Friday March 10th, 2006 10:35:00 AM
From the tower of his natural height, Mac's eyes follow the gaze of the little man. The sound of his own hooves as they take two involuntary steps backwards, brings home to the minotaur the enormity of the things that unfold around him.
Jake Friday March 10th, 2006 4:19:35 PM
Jake listens to the guy and ponders his words. They're not right, he thinks to himself. There's stuff other than life and death. Like sand. That stuffs not alive, or dead. And, um, the color red. Or love. Lots of stuff.
Trellus Friday March 10th, 2006 5:04:25 PM
Trellus swallows reflexively. This is Gargul's domain alright. And the little dude is asking the very questions the cleric asked himself the last time they were here...well not really HERE, but, you know, Gargul's...oh forget it...
Gargul doesn't gain a thing by this. Trellus knows it, the little dude knows it, and Gargul truly knows it. They ask because they must, and pray for the best.
Trellus swallows again. And waits.
Gilan and Ciaran Friday March 10th, 2006 9:30:55 PM
Gilan listens and then pales as he gets some of what is being asked. Do they really deserve what they ask anymore than anyone else that asks for a love one back...a little child. He lays a hand upon Tel's shoulder and squeezes it. "He has a point...we do too often ask for things that we do not need...for things that should be left the way they are." He looks around at the others as he sighs himself.
"There is a bigger picture on the Plains that we must address and we all know that. I do not think we can do this alone...we will need Ulgren's help." He hopes that he is getting them on the right track and that Gargul will not seem their troubles in the Wold trivial. "If the Oglian are back on the Plains we must stop them or we will be cattle like some of our ancesters. If what the history and myths say is true than we are nothing to them but slaves and food...little more than cattle to be used." He shakes his head as there is something there that he cannot get too. "I know that we will need Ulgren to accomplish this...we are Bloodpack and we must stand together...even if that means giving something to Gargul or doing something for him that seems impossible." He cannot get his words to come out better but he figures that the others will understand.
Ciaran is now laying down and watching with interest but little concern. He does not understand this at all but he does wonder what happened to the village...he had been thinking of food.
GARGUL (guest DM) Saturday March 11th, 2006 2:01:09 PM
The little man staring off out over the ocean does not turn but address the party, answering a question no on heard.
"Why isn't sand part of life and death? What is it but the destruction and death of a rock, and the creation or birth of a desert or a beach? What of love is it not the birth of a relationship, does it not make you feel free and alive, and when it is gone, there not anything else that makes you wish for death is there not?"
Then the silence drags on for what seems like an eternity until suddenly in a deep and reverent voice that booms but is hushed at the same time, the little man says.
"Gargul comes"
HE (gargul) Saturday March 11th, 2006 2:17:22 PM
Nothing happens for a long long time, and then suddenly the surface of the sea breaks and a large black spike begins to rise. No not a spike, a black fin. Black as night, black as onyx, black so beautiful it breaks your heart. The fin continues to rise and rise and rise when finally the back of the great fish breaks the surface. Water sluices from its great back in waves and it is difficult to keep your feet as the waves wash from it. More and more of the beautiful black fish is reveled until it rises to tower over you. Reveling itself to be a jet black catfish with white eyes. Cloudy mist rolls over them, making shapes in them, but never revealing a pupil. The catfish rests on the surface of the water. Its mouth so large it could swallow your group and 5 more just like you in a single gulp and still have room for a Rapke or five. Water glistens off its scales like stars until you realize that it is not water. It is stars. There reflected in the scales of the great fish are all the stars of the universe. The great fish's tail gently rocking back and forth creates silent tidal waves off to each side. It is the most beautiful creature any of you have ever laid eyes on, if it was not for the disturbing eyes. Suddenly they clear as well. Living completely black pools, a swirling universe in each one. Then the voice. Issuing from within your mind. A voice that you would choose never to hear, but will miss forever when it is gone.
"WHO DISTURBS ME, TO WHAT PURPOSE DO YOU REQUEST AUDIENCE"
It strikes you to your heart then. This is a god before you. Not a monster, not a creature, not a mortal. This is a god. You, a group of small mortals, specks to that which is before you just used all your power to summon up the presence of a deity to try and make a demand. What foolishness is this.
(Will checks of 35 to not be visibly afraid)
Flea d20+3=16 Sunday March 12th, 2006 4:13:09 PM
The smile on the gnome's face disappears when the little guy turns his back on the pack and makes his pronouncements.
What of love...and when it is gone, is there anything else that makes you wish for death?"
The rogue's lower lip starts to tremble, and her eyes sting as she fights back the tears, and the remembrance of her fur clad companion making his way in the desolate land of ice and snow. "Bohdhi..." she sighs, "I miss you so!"
The waters part and a great creature, black and glistening like the night sky comes towards the pack. There is something omniscient about the great fish, and the rogue becomes fearful of what is to come next. She drops her pack, and falls to her knees, her eyes cast downwards, unable to look into those terrible eyes. (Will=16, fail)
Anuk d20+4=7 Sunday March 12th, 2006 9:04:06 PM
Anuk stands mutely, pondering the questions of the little creature when the profound presence that is Gargul rises from the water.
A feeling of devout obedience overwhelms him like gravity, and he prostrates himself before the Lord of Death (will save 7). Staring only at the ground he answers the summons as best he can. "We...we need Ulgren. He is more than a friend, he is bloodpack. We are not bloodpack without him." Cheap words, but he hopes the god can sense the feelings in his heart. But even they betray him as he finds himself suddenly thinking of Milo, friend and member of the pack who made the final journey and did not return.
Mac (Sub/Al) d20+3=23 Sunday March 12th, 2006 11:26:28 PM
He hears the fear in the clatter of his own hoofbeats, but the thick muscles in his neck work of their own accord, shaking his massive head from side to side and tossing the rack of curved and polished horns.
A snort comes from Mac's nostrils, and the hesitant tattoo of his steps become an even and solid drum beat of courage. Mac strides up, to stand at the side of Trellus. Whatever he decides, no matter what words he says, the minotaur will be there to back it up.
Rolls and Actions Will Save 23 (Nat 20)
Tishe' and Stripes d20+7=10 Monday March 13th, 2006 4:15:20 AM
The brown-eyed girl is momentarily heartened by Gilan, "the bigger picture", she whispers.
And then the great, the majestic, the awe inspiring vision of the body of the fish and all it implies arrives. Tishe' at once feels the soaring of her heart and the sinking of her heart. Sweat glows upon her forehead and upper lip, eyes wide, and a fear that she longs for is etched upon her plain face.
"D-D-d-dark One...", she begins and must lick her lips to try again. "Ulgren..." And again her mouth goes dry, with not even a thought for the hi-eena hiding behind her.
Trellus d20+11=25 Monday March 13th, 2006 10:06:23 AM
[Will 25]
The fin of the giant fish rises higher and higher, and Trellus feels a lead weight forming in his stomach. This is so not gonna be like last time.
And then Gargul manifests himself. His presence is too much, even for the young man who prides himself on never showing fear. Like a rock, Trellus collapses to one knee - Domi protect me . The prayer is automatic and unbidden. Was it said aloud? Even Trellus couldn't tell you.
The cleric feels Mac's presense at his side, but cannot acknowledge his packmate. Head bowed, he tries to compose some possible response to the Lord of Death.
"L-Lord G-G-Gargul," he greets the god, trembling with fright. "We are the Bloodpack. We...we come to ask for our packmate."
It is pathetic, but its all he can say.
Grymash d20+6=23 Monday March 13th, 2006 7:56:05 PM "Lord Gargul .... Master!" The big, trembling half-orc drops to his knees and takes up a position of worship, reverence, and submission. "It be Grymash, yooz most faithfully servant. Please forgives Gry for takin' Gargul aways from divine works dat Gargul do. Grymash bows to da will of Gargul, Master of all dat be livin an dead! Master of Grymash."
(Will save 23)
Jake Monday March 13th, 2006 8:08:21 PM
Jake falls to his knee like the others, uncertain abruptyl why he's here. Or why Gargul's here. What did they give the god last time? He can't even remember. And here we are, again, asking for something... what if we still owe him from last time? Bad news..
Gilan and Ciaran d20+14=32 Monday March 13th, 2006 11:39:56 PM
Gilan had been thinking on the things that the little man has said and he will have to agree. Then there is the rising of a black fin from the water, leading to so much more. As he stares into the star filled eye he feels nothing but then the eye becomes just that.
He feels the intense weight of something larger than himself as he drops to a knee before the Lord of the Dead. As the others try thier own words he does not have courage to say much but one word. "Need." In his mind he knows that they will need Ulgren to defend the Plains against this new threat from the past. They fight something or go to fight something that will throw them into chains just as fast as any slaver...but they will be a source of food as well...little more than cattle. How can he explain this to a God...would he find this a petty matter...did he just pee himself?
Ciaran lays upon the ground and then rolls onto his stomach. His neck is exposed as one would do to a superior of another pack when you enter his territory. Your life now hangs in their hands.
HE (gargul) Tuesday March 14th, 2006 1:29:28 AM
The massive fish swims in place while whole worlds die and become in the tidal plains of his rotating fins. Your mind blinks and the great fish is no longer the deep black of a night sky but the pure white of holy light. His eyes glow with the golden light of the thousand suns, and the horrible voice that you will miss forever but you feel has always been there in your head speaks again.
"I DO NOT ASK FOR HOMMAGE, I DO NOT ASK FOR PRAISE, I DO NOT ASK FOR WORSHIP YET THESE THINGS YOU THINK ARE OF VALUE TO ME? MY SERVANT GRAYMASH HERE RUSHES INTO BATTLE HEEDLESS OF THE CONSEQUENCES AT TIMES AND YET HE PRAISES ME. WHAT GOOD DO THESE THINGS DO? HOW DO THEY BALANCE THE UNIVERSE? HOW DO THEY SERVE THE GREATER GOOD, OR THE GREATER EVIL? WHAT PURPOSE DO YOU SERVE, WHAT PURPOSE WOULD GRANTING YOUR REQUEST SERVE? ALL MORTALS FROM THE MOMENT OF THE CREATION OF THIS FOOLISH SPELL COME HERE AND ASK FOR THE RETURN OF DEATH TO LIFE. THIS ONE YOU WANT..."
The dead form and soul of your friend rises from the water dry and whole. He finds he can now speak.
"TO TURN BACK HIS DEATH FOLLOWS AN UNATRAL PATH. ONE OF YOU TELL ME, WHAT WOULD HAPPEN IF I GRANTED EVERY PRAYER FOR THE RETURN OF A DEAD LOVED ONE? WHAT WOULD THE ULTIMATE CONSEQUENCE OF THAT ACTION BE? YOU ARE ALL MORE THAN YOU SEEM, ONE OF YOU TELL ME."
Tishe' and Stripes Tuesday March 14th, 2006 4:28:28 AM
The words roll over the brown-haired girl as she continues to stand frozen in fear and awe.
And as the Dark One's words wash over her like the ocean, a flicker of animation wells up. She is afraid, certainly, and with good reason. So why does she suddenly get the feeling that Gargul is speaking like a tutor trying to lead particularly dense students to the truth?
And with that thought, Tishe' regains some of her fire. Not enough to banish her fear, but enough to speak in spite of the fear within her.
"D-Dark One. If a thread is never cut, then there would be no death and the tapestry would be a mass of knoted threads. without balance."
Still sweating, Tishe' takes a breath and speaks again. "But if a thread is cut too soon, an entire tapestry may unravel. Was... was Ulgren's cut too soon?"
Mac (Sub/Al) Tuesday March 14th, 2006 11:55:02 AM
"Meaningless." Broad nostrils flare as Mac raises his head to look up at that great god.
"Death would become meaningless. Without respect for death, there's no respect for life. Without respect for life, the bonds we have with each other are gone."
"We help each other ... care for each other because we don't have forever on this Wold. We fight so that all can make the best of the time they have. We fight so that other people have a chance at happiness in the time they have here."
"Ulgren, he's one of us. It's something he fights for too. Respect for Life. Respect for Death. If his time's up, then it's up. His life wasn't wasted. We know that. I know that. I respect it."
"But you don't have many defenders. You might think of that."
Mac (Sub/Al) Tuesday March 14th, 2006 11:55:02 AM
"Meaningless." Broad nostrils flare as Mac raises his head to look up at that great god.
"Death would become meaningless. Without respect for death, there's no respect for life. Without respect for life, the bonds we have with each other are gone."
"We help each other ... care for each other because we don't have forever on this Wold. We fight so that all can make the best of the time they have. We fight so that other people have a chance at happiness in the time they have here."
"Ulgren, he's one of us. It's something he fights for too. Respect for Life. Respect for Death. If his time's up, then it's up. His life wasn't wasted. We know that. I know that. I respect it."
"But you don't have many defenders. You might think of that."
Trellus Tuesday March 14th, 2006 5:50:23 PM
Still on one knee, Trellus winces at Mac's words. The cleric is not in a clear frame of mind, but he's pretty sure that response won't be well received.
At least Gargul has asked a question he thinks he can answer. WHAT PURPOSE DO YOU SERVE?
"Lord Gargul," he replies, still afraid to look up at the imposing form before him, "we are the Bloodpack, sworn to protect the Sargass. We are told our land faces a great danger, one that would enslave all our people. A slave does not serve Life or Death, he simply exists, which is no purpose. We are sworn to prevent that. Ulgren is sworn to prevent that."
The cleric of Domi is certain he could say that better, but his mind flails for a conclusion. It fails him, again.
"We need him," he finishes lamely.
Trellus Tuesday March 14th, 2006 5:50:23 PM
Still on one knee, Trellus winces at Mac's words. The cleric is not in a clear frame of mind, but he's pretty sure that response won't be well received.
At least Gargul has asked a question he thinks he can answer. WHAT PURPOSE DO YOU SERVE?
"Lord Gargul," he replies, still afraid to look up at the imposing form before him, "we are the Bloodpack, sworn to protect the Sargass. We are told our land faces a great danger, one that would enslave all our people. A slave does not serve Life or Death, he simply exists, which is no purpose. We are sworn to prevent that. Ulgren is sworn to prevent that."
The cleric of Domi is certain he could say that better, but his mind flails for a conclusion. It fails him, again.
"We need him," he finishes lamely.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday March 14th, 2006 8:01:58 PM
Gilan looks up at the god that is before them and rolls his eyes with the response from Mac. "That bites grass." He mutters under his breathe and then listens as Trellus speaks up. He nods his head as one has put thier true purpose here into the fore ground.
With a little bit more nerve than he is actually feeling he speaks. "What Trellus says is right...a new threat has come to the Plains...the Oglian by the old name. They once enslaved a nice portion of the peoples here but they were driven back underground." He swallows hard as he tries to keep his thoughts in line and not falter now. "We have a shot at slowing them down at least...here and now...but we need Ulgren's help." With a look around at the others he feels his own resolve eroding around him. "We are Pack...Family...maybe a hope that we have not realized yet?" Some of this is starting to bother him too. Some had just joined up with them and only fought in a few battles but...yes they are family in the truest sense of the word. Still that answer that he just gave does not seem to be enough.
Ciaran does nothing but whine a little as he closes his eyes to not see, but yet still see.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday March 14th, 2006 8:01:58 PM
Gilan looks up at the god that is before them and rolls his eyes with the response from Mac. "That bites grass." He mutters under his breathe and then listens as Trellus speaks up. He nods his head as one has put thier true purpose here into the fore ground.
With a little bit more nerve than he is actually feeling he speaks. "What Trellus says is right...a new threat has come to the Plains...the Oglian by the old name. They once enslaved a nice portion of the peoples here but they were driven back underground." He swallows hard as he tries to keep his thoughts in line and not falter now. "We have a shot at slowing them down at least...here and now...but we need Ulgren's help." With a look around at the others he feels his own resolve eroding around him. "We are Pack...Family...maybe a hope that we have not realized yet?" Some of this is starting to bother him too. Some had just joined up with them and only fought in a few battles but...yes they are family in the truest sense of the word. Still that answer that he just gave does not seem to be enough.
Ciaran does nothing but whine a little as he closes his eyes to not see, but yet still see.
Grymash slowly rises from his crouched position. Gargul's words confuse him somewhat. A little too cerebal for him to fully comprehend. Only that his god didnt approve of his tactics, if that is what you call them, back in the previous battle. Grymash curses himself under his breath. His anger has always been an issue for him. Like a creeper, a monster, just below the surface waiting to strike out at anyone who dares tread above him.
"Master, Gry try ta be like Lord Gargul. Gry, like double axe, tries ta bring balance to da land. The half-orc slowly spins one blade of his double axe and presents it to Gargul. "Dis side brings death to treadles dat it touch." Then he presents the opposite blade, "Dis side protects life from treadles dat wish hurts on Gry's pack an friends. Gry try ta keep da balance, but Gry fail Gargul, Gry fail packmates. It be Grymash dat should be dead, but Ulgren die in Gry's place. Maybe to make balance, natural an rights, Gry should take Ulgren's place. Will dat makes Ulgren's path natural agains?" Grymash then holds out his double axe with both hands and offers it to his Lord Gargul. "Grymash ready ta make wrong be right. Gry's blood for Ulgren's blood."
Anuk Tuesday March 14th, 2006 9:47:43 PM
Quietly, Anuk says, "We do not ask only for love or friendship. If that was so, I would be asking for...for the return of my father. But to do that would be selfish...an imbalance. We ask this together as a pack because we need Ulgren with the pack so that we can fight to maintain the balance that Trellus and Gilan speak of."
HE (gargul) Tuesday March 14th, 2006 10:35:57 PM
The giant fish swims nowhere as he listens to the pack. The swirl of black spreads though him till the star covered fish ungulates before you again. The voice comes again, this time softer as if from your heart and less from your head. A tentacles from the great catfishes mouth stretches out and lifts Grys head.
"you are not to worry about the great balance gry. you are to worry about the small one within yourself. you can not defend anyone if you are dead. then where would the wold be? a life for a life doesn't restore the balance. be strong gry, learning when not to fight, and when not to kill is the most important lesson i wish you to know. i am proud of you my son." As the voice chooses that word it is claer it is not the religious implication that is ment in the inflection, but the bond of blood, the bond of pride. The bond of a true father.
The tentacles come out and join with others; each touches Gilan, Anuk or Trellus in the chest, lightly as if holding a hand over their hearts. Softly the voice comes to all of you again.
"you three have strong hearts but lead with passion and not reason. slavery is not the end of life or the beginning but it creates struggle to force the best from life and therefore the best of death. slavery is the antithesis, the death of freedom and from the ashes of that death is birthed a bird of liberty that is more beautiful to behold than any other. it may even be perhaps me who awoke your long dead enemy from slumber to challenge you. perhaps if you are not up to it then the plains deserve what is coming. what makes you think i would oppose that? you come begging for a life to help you in a conflict that i may not wish you to win. your hearts betray your lack of reason. more importantly you have not found the answer to the question. what purpose do you serve? we need him does not answer anything other than your selfish desire to have something back. your answers are less than the true strength of the hearts they came from. listen to that heart and find the answer to my question. you will be pleased you did."
Turning to Mac the great eyes fall upon him. The voice still soft now has a heard edge.
"you have knowledge but little wisdom. do you know the difference? i shall illustrate it for you."
Suddenly all the group finds themselves staring out through the eyes of Mac as a small child. they can feel his breath and smell as he smells. His mother is standing over him and is talking to him and pointing to an iron skillet she has over the fire.
"Don't touch that skillet darling, its very hot and will burn you. Its dangerous, make sure you don't touch it." She says as she walks away.
Gargul's voice speaks.
"NOW YOU HAVE KNOWLDGE LITTLE ONE!"
Your eyes all watch as she leaves and you feel the rumbling in your tummy as you think of the bacon fat she has frying in the pan. It would sure taste good. In hunger little Mac reaches up and grabs the pan handle and then begins to scream in pain. You can all feel every painful moment. In a panic he flips the skillet over onto himself and hot grease runs down his leg. He flails about and grabs some water throwing it onto his leg. The water only makes the burning hot oil spread further as Mac screams in pain flailing about and screaming until finally he passes out. The world goes black for all of you. In the blackness the voice comes again softly, like a caress in the darkness.
"and now you have wisdom little one. use it well and remember."
Suddenly you all find yourself back in front of the great catfish. Everyone seems to be all right. Hands ok, legs ok, except . . . Mac's leg. There is a very large scar there where you don't ever remember one before. It is an old scar, and ugly. He must have had it most of his life, but why is it no one remembers it? Perhaps they just never really paid attention.
"mac" the voice comes again. "what makes you think i need defenders? and what makes you think you defend me? are you even sure what i am? do you even begin to comprehend what i am and what i do? i am life and death. there is nothing anywhere that i don't touch. NOTHING."
Then lastly the eyes turn on Tishe'.
"you my dear," a beautiful laugh rumbles through the universe. "i like you. you have wisdom and spirit and fire. you will do well to begin to carry what you have learned and will learn out to others and make them understand purpose. you have come closer to the understanding of what i have placed in your lap than many ever do in their whole long lives. if a thread is cut too soon then indeed the tapestry may unravel, and if it is never cut it can indeed cause a tangled mess. but sometimes we mend the thread we weave so it can continue to make its pattern. that can be done now. i find joy in you and resolve to keep a close eye on you. A tentacle comes out and gently rests on Tishe's hand. There beneath the touch burns the mark of Gargul, given from the god himself. "you may wear it for all to see, or keep it hidden so only those who know of it will see it. it is your choice. it is my gift to you."
Finally turning to the pack he speaks.
"NOW SOMEONE ANSWER ONE FINAL QUESTION. HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL YOU ALL STAND BEFRE ME LIKE THIS? IF I GIVE YOU THIS AGAIN HOW DO I NOT FEEL LIKE YOU WILL BE HERE AGAIN IN A MONTH OR A YEAR ASKING AGAIN AND AGAIN AND AGIN. WHAT DO I TEACH YOU BY THIS? IF THIS IS SO EASY THEN WHAT DO YOUR LIVES REALLY MEAN? WHAT WORTH IS SACRIFICE? HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL I BE SUMMONED TO SEE YOU ALL BEFORE ME BEGGING FOR THE LIFE OF ONE OF YOURS. TELLING ME YOU NEED HIM? TELLING ME HOW DESPRATELY YOU NEED HIM FOR SOME MISSION YOU ARE ON? DO YOU THINK THERE IS ANYTHING NEW IN YOUR ARGUMENTS? HOW MANY OTHERS DO YOU THINK I HAVE HAD BEFORE BE THAT HAVE SAID THE SAME WORDS. WHAT DOES MY GIVING YOU WHAT YOU THINK YOU WISH TEACH?" It is difficult to know for sure but it almost sounds as if the voice of the god gets tired suddenly, as if the gound here is stale and untasteful, as if no one has yet to truely answer this question."HOW MANY MORE?"
Jake Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:42:38 AM
Jake doesn't answer the God's question. He doesn't think they should come back, even to plead for the life of their companion... he can't possibly justify it to a God. And if he were to die, he can't see himself asking to come back... break all the rules, just to live. Well... maybe he could, but he's not sure, at the moment, how he could justify it.
Ulgren d20+8=28 d20-1=8 d20=7 d20+8=12 Wednesday March 15th, 2006 8:03:51 AM
The mage appears suddenly and yet is still not there. Ulgren bows respectfully to Gargul (Will DC 28, natural 20). "Stop my lord, I would not have my friends forced to answer." Ulgren steps forward to stand between Gargul and his packmates, "The truth is we will come as often or as few times as we feel we must. We are bound to each other, some more than others, in ways that are difficult to explain and simple to see. My friends come today out of respect in the very least and out of love at the very most. To them there was no question of whether or not they should face you again my Lord. They felt they must." Ulgren turns to his friends, "Thank you for coming. I know that this has been hard for you." Ulgren turns back to Gargul and waits.
Flea d20+3=17 Wednesday March 15th, 2006 8:56:44 AM
The gnome doesn't move. On her knees, her eyes cast down, she tries to be as inconspicuous as possible. She wonders if, when it is her time to quit the Wold, she couldn't just sneak into the realm of shadows and avoid an interview with the god of life and death. Maybe Domi will let her live with him? Even though Flea had never been partial to any god before, Trellus' god has always been there for her in times of crisis.
The drama of little Mac plays out in her mind's eye, and the gnome understands the practical lessons. Unfortunately, wisdom had never been the rogue's forte, and she can't draw any correlations between what the great black fish is trying to communicate. If only Bodhi were here. He would make it all clear and help her understand! Flea sighs. The sound is enormously loud in her ears, and she looks about startled.
HOW MANY MORE TIMES WILL YOU ALL STAND BEFRE ME LIKE THIS
The god's thoughts boom into her head.
WHAT DOES MY GIVING YOU WHAT YOU THINK YOU WISH TEACH?
Flea's knees are starting to hurt. Her eyes roll up to fix the dark god. It is impossible. Staring at the ground, she answers Gargul as best she can (diplomacy=17).
"Mr. Gargul, sir," she starts, "we come to see you...because we can, sir." Her voice is a mere whisper. She continues a little louder, "in this magical Wold the path to the Shadowlands runs both ways and some...by your grace...take the route back." Flea wonders if any they have slain have ever petitioned Gargul to return, and she shivers. "Mercy for Ulgren and a boon for the Bloodpack...a kindness...we ask you, because, we are sorry that the lesson is so hard to learn and we are so slow to learn it. Let the drow walk the return path with us, and together, we will try again."
Mac (Sub/Al) Wednesday March 15th, 2006 11:18:39 AM
The minotaur looks down at the scar on his leg. He shakes his wooly head. If the gods have no understanding of wisdom, what sort of Wold is this to live in?
"You may not need defenders," Mac's voice is flat and emotionless, "but life does. All people should be allowed to live life to its fullest, because death comes when it comes."
"If you're life too, then I guess that means you need defenders. I don't know what you are. I only know life."
"You asked what would happen if you granted every prayer for the return of a loved one. Again, I tell you plain and simple, death would lose its meaning. And if death loses its meaning, life would lose its meaning too."
"If you are life," he points at the scar on his leg, "and this is what you teach, this is what you wish me to believe life is, then you are not someone I would wish to see again."
Mac turns his back on Gargul.
Trellus Wednesday March 15th, 2006 12:40:56 PM
Again, Trellus winces at Mac's words. And again, the cleric is quickly forced to move on and think on the words of the god. My heart knows the purpose I serve? Trellus can't concentrate. The overpowering presence of Gargul makes it too hard to think of anything other than that great fish.
How many more times? "I..I..I don't know," he stammers. If Gilan, or Anuk, or Gry, or any of them fall, won't Trellus be back? "We are one. If one falls, aren't they rest of us oathbound to at least attempt to garner his or her return?"
The blond man is certain Gargul has heard those words many times before as well. He thinks, and makes a decision. There is but one commitment he can make.
"I can say only this - should I fall and enter your realm, I will accept that fate. I ask my packmates not to make this journey on my behalf."
Anuk d20+4=17 Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:27:02 PM
The horrifyingly gentle rebuke from the god goes through Anuk's soul at the touch from the tentacle. "You lead with passion and not reason..." Is that not the best that is within us...our passions? Reason may lead us in deciding what to do, but passion will always be why we do things. Always. "Look into your hearts...". Isn't the heart the home of passion? The place where we draw the strength to do something beyond ourselves?
Mustering what courage he can (will 17), Anuk responds, "How many times? My heart tells me that I will face you as many times as the pack needs me to. If that is the selfish answer, then I am selfish. I will always accept your answer, Lord Gargul, but I will also always ask the question if that is what my heart leads me to do."
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:38:40 PM
The words are overpowering, amazing, awesome. A faint smile crosses the plain-faced woman's mouth at the Dark One's response to Grymash; he is a simple soul with a huge heart, she thinks.
The experience of Little Mac burns her mind as well as her leg, and Tishe' tries to understand the will of the Catfish who is beyond understanding. Tishe' has ever searched for knowledge, but experience garners wisdom. She thinks about one of her mother's own sayings, "No matter what others say, most people have to touch sawgrass themselves." Mac's answer is enough to whip her head around and stare at the minotaur. Moving over she puts a small hand on his burly arm.
"Machasthai, you're playing with the grease fire right now." urging him with her eyes to not challenge the god and blow thier chance at getting Ulgren back.
And then Gargul speaks to her. ME? squeaks a little voice inside her head. She doesn't understand much of what the Dark One tells her, though her heart leaps at the mention of mending a thread. (Ulgren! her heart surges)
And then the tentacle. And the MARK. And her eyes are full of a confused wonder. And for another time in the Bloodpack's memory, Tishe' is rendered speechless...
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:58:50 PM
Gilan listens and experiences the things that are presented to him by Gargul. As he does he tries to ponder what it is that he has been told. He realizes that he does react more than think things through. Does that mean that at times he is just like Gry when he rages?
With a last look at Gargul as he makes the last question know he cannot help but answer honestly. "Lord Gargul...I am sorry to say that I will most likely come to you many times. Your judgement will I respect and if you turn me down than there must have been a reason or I asked for the return of someone thats' time was up." The ability to get this spell cast is both a boon and a curse all in one. He knows that Gargul has better things to do and should not be answering every little petition.
With a heavy sigh he shakes his head. He had thought of this very spell some weeks after he was found and brought to Rattledam. It would have gotten him his parents back...maybe...but even if he could he was scared of what would happen after. Tears fall from his face as memories flood him of his parents and he hopes that they are doing well here with Gargul.
Grymash Wednesday March 15th, 2006 7:36:13 PM
Grymash doesnt know what he can add to what has already been said, but he turns to Gargul and simply adds, "Gry would take everys chance Gry could get to come and be in Gargul's place. Gry time wit Gargul be worth lots more than dragon hordes gold ginglies."
HE (gargul) Thursday March 16th, 2006 12:45:56 PM
As Mac turns he finds that he has turned right around to face the God. There is no looking away from something you dont wish to see. The great fish's voice is so soft and so sad now that one can barely hear it.
"they all believe that it is the others that know only love but there is nothing of struggle in that love." The great tentacle comes out and raises Macs head. "the scar is a gift, all gifts can be left here, take it or not. but my last words to all of you are to listen to your words, you say you respect life and therfore you respect death but then you say that youll be here as many times as you have to. life and death they are the same. they are the same. how do you equate a respect for this by saying that it dosent matter. how can you respect it if you know it holds no bounds and you will all die old and toothless in bed just by use of a spell. you poor mac have missed the point entirely, so if you wish do not take the scar with you. in fact perhaps i can better teach some of you what i mean this way. The great fish closes his eyes and opens them, slowly. They are white and cloudy again. The voice booms. "SOME OF YOU ARE NOW CLOSED OF FROM THE RELEM OF THE SHADOW LANDS. YOU ARE CLOSED OFF FROM DEATH. I WILL NOT TAKE YOU NO MATTER WHAT. YOU WILL LIVE UNTIL YOU ARE SO OLD AND TOOTHLESS THAT YOU CAN UNDERSTAND THE LESSON I NEED TO TEACH. SOME OF YOU ARE STILL OPEN TO DEATH. SOME OF YOU CAN DIE AND WILL DIE. SOME OF YOU ARE NOW IMORTAL. YOUR BROTHERS AND SISTERS ARE NOW DIFFRENT FROM YOU. KNOWLDGE AND WISDOM MAC, KNOWLDGE AND WISDOM."
With thats suddely all of it is gone and you find yourself back where you started. Your friend stands alive with you.
(OOC: Please post for your DM Mack and Tishe' your choices for your physical appearance. They become perm. after that post. It was fun. Ill talk to your DM as soon as they e-mail me and they will send out extra exp. well played all.)
Mac (Sub/Al) Thursday March 16th, 2006 1:17:59 PM
Mac looks down at the scar, still upon his leg. The memory that is his, and is yet not his.
The god is gone. But his packmates remain. That's the important thing. The things that are no longer worth saying to gods, he would still say to his packmates. They are still important.
"Thank you, Tishe'," he says first. "I understand your concern. I ... " The minotaur lowers his eyes. "You are important to me too."
His feelings are his own. But they are his packmates.
"When the gods understand no more," he says, "there is cause for despair."
The minotaur returns from his packmates to the setting. There were rapke. And Barons.
Flea Thursday March 16th, 2006 5:14:02 PM
"Immortal? Not die? NOT DIE!" The great fish is gone, and the words come out in a burst of excitement. Flea reaches her arms out in front of herself and turns her hands over to examine her palms. "Tishe! Tishe!" she calls excitedly, "which one is my life-line? Is it long?" Distracted and excited the gnome goes from pack-mate to pack-mate, to see if they look any different.
Eventually she reaches Ulgren, and reaching 'round his legs, she gives him a hug. "We've got to get you one of these!" the gnome opens the collar of her leather armour and peels back the fabric of her tunic until the bright red of the dragon's tear shines out. "Hey, guys? Watcha' think? We've got to get Ulgen a dragon's tear so he can feel the heart touch!
Grymash d4=1 Thursday March 16th, 2006 7:55:18 PM "Thank yooz Lord Gargul. Gargul be wise an fairs," says the barbarian cleric as that world disolves away and becomes the Living Wold once again. He turns to his Bloodpack and looks Ulgren up and down. "How Ulgren feel ... how yooz doin'? Welcome back. Theres maybe sick feelin' for uh little time while Ulgren's body becomes more livin. Here, drinks some water. Dat will help."
Grymash turns back to to the direction where his lord Gargul once was. Immortals, he thinks. He never imagined Gargul would have given such a test. Grymash then does the only thing he could think of to determine if he was cursed with immortality. He draws one of his daggers and grabs the blade with his left hand. Gry then pulls the dagger away to see if it drew blood. All blood flows to Gargul. If blood does not come, Gry will know that Gargul rejects it. He will know if he's mortal or not. (Damage: 1 point.)
Jake Thursday March 16th, 2006 9:03:21 PM
Jake nods to himself...the God's right, he figures. "if ah die, my life was worth living...is it?" He wonders. What has he accomplished? Well, quite a bit. And he's pretty sure he, unlike some others in the pack, has one or two offspring running around the world, somewhere. But..he'd also like to maybe live a bit longer, and do a few more heroic things. And find a few more females. He takes off his hat and grips it nervously. He hopes he isn't one of the immortal ones...
As Ulgren seems okay, he gives the dark elf a congratulatory return pat on the back. "Nice to see you up, darkear... Uh, you might not want to drink that waterskin if you still have it."
And later, as they prepare to leave, Jake consults Trellus somewhat privately. "Ah know when ah die, ah'm gonna go up and meet Domi, probably.... Uh, hey Trellus... is anything wrong with that god of luck? Ah kinda liked one story ah heard about him, but another story said he was ...well, evil or something." Jake looks pretty unsure about Wardd, as religion isn't something he knows much about. "Or there's Flower...but she sounds like a god for girls and wusses..."
Gilan and Ciaran Friday March 17th, 2006 2:54:33 AM
Gilan nods his head to Gargul and then thinks on what has been said. Do they truely understand what it is that the god has said. He knows that Tishe' is right about the weave and everything but he cannot also forget that they have a debt to the Plains. "Is it not our duty to protect her...did we not take an oath." He is muttering to himself as he tries to figure it out. Ulgren was needed but if Gargul had refused than he would have went with the decision. Death is sacred as is life...but this death feels unnatural to him but than again he is not too sure anymore.
When he finds himself back in the coastal village he looks around to the others. "You don't suppose that some of us are really immortal?" He swallows hard as he watches Gry pull out a dagger and test the theory. "Oh what have we done...or was it a lesson in disguise?" He does not seem too sure either way and he is not about to test this theory by actually killing himself.
Anuk Friday March 17th, 2006 12:38:48 PM
When it's over, Anuk blinks repeatedly in the sudden brightness. As his eyes adjust, he looks around and the first thing he can focus on is the dark form of the drow. "Ulgren? You're back!" He gives the dark elf a wide grin, pleased to see his friend returned to life. "I'm with Flea...we need to help you find a dragon tear."
His thoughts race over the conversation with the god. "I still don't know what it is Gargul wanted us to understand...but then, who can know what goes through the mind of a god? Immortality without youth? Who did he choose? How will we know?"
Tishe' and Stripes Friday March 17th, 2006 10:39:31 PM
Quietly, with a bemused smile over her face, Tishe' sits in the Sargrass cradling her hand with the unblinking eye of Gargul staring out at the Wold.
She pats her hand on Mac's large one in acknowldegement of his presense, but doesn't move, as Tishe' is totally engrossed in her new knowledge. And bewildered by her comprehension.
"Is it that the gods don't understand or that we don't understand the gods?" She turns her head to look at Mac. "I know how little I know, which may be why I'm so interested in everything. If I don't know everything, I don't understand everything, and so I have much, much more to learn."
And then she sees the reason for thier travel to Gargul's place, standing in the 'grass. Immediately, Tishe' is up and runs to him to give Ulgren a big hug, the large ugly hi-eena cavoting around them. "Welcome back, sweetie, we needed you." Disengaging, she thinks about the Tear. "A Tear of the Dragon would have helped give Ulgren strenth and endurance during the battle, but he still won't be able to feel a Heart-touch", she says sadly. "Not until we get him back to Rattledam."
At this time, she's not thinking of the fishing village, the Barons, or anything else other than her pack.
Mac (Sub/Al) Saturday March 18th, 2006 8:56:32 AM
"Maybe," Mac replies. His head turns from side to side in thought. "Maybe the gods don't listen. Or maybe they don't care. Or maybe it's me that doesn't listen. Or maybe I can't care even though I want to." His brows lower. He searches the area around them once again, as though casting for enemies.
"All I know, Tishe' is what I know right now. When the future comes, I'll know something different. But until then ... "
Mac opens his mouth wide and shakes his head as if to clear the conundrum. But, what's true is true, and there is one truth that is here and now.
Mac's heavy footfalls follow Tishe, then they come to a stop a respectful distance behind.
"Welcome back, Ulgren," the minotaur smiles.
[ Back to you, Graham. Hope you had a honeymoon to remember. -- Al ]
Trellus Saturday March 18th, 2006 2:43:40 PM
Gargul is gone, and the Ulgren is back.
Trellus is very, very quiet. The cleric stands there, arms folded, staring at a spot in the dirt with a furrowed brow. He stands there for quite some time, trying to understand it, trying to figure it out.
Some are immortal, some will die, and some are cursed to grow older and older? Based on Flea's reaction, the blond man realizes not all of the pack understood there are three possibilities.
Trellus' mood is uncharacteristically muted as he responds to his packmates. His answers are delivered in the soft monotone of someone with something else on his mind.
"Gry, I don't think that's gonna work. I think you're gonna bleed no matter what."
To Flea - "It'd be shady, but Grandmaw gave us the Tear, not the monks. We're not gonna get another one of those.
To Jake - "Gargul rules the other side, dude. He's who you see no matter who you're patron god is. Wardd's not evil, I don't think. He's just real unpredictable." For the first time, Trellus breaks into a grin. "Weft and web with you, I guess."
To Gilan, he just shrugs. "I don't know, Gil. I just don't know. That whole pattern was pretty sunbaked. Truly."
Trellus offers his hand to Ulgren. His smile returns again in genuine affection. "Welcome back, dude. Howdya feel?"
Grymash Saturday March 18th, 2006 7:19:32 PM
Grymash turns and grunts with confusion. "Well, whut ever Bloodpack be, one thing be true. Weez all needs ta train ta be better warriors. Gry think weez all haves fightin' lessons everies morn an evenin'!" Grymash pulls out a quarterstaff from his magic quiver. "Hmmm, Gry gots only one battle stick, weez need ta git mores!"
Now, where were we? (ADM MikeK) Sunday March 19th, 2006 2:13:57 PM
As the white mist rises and then dissipates, the Bloodpack is left standing in the small square of the fishing village. Many questions remain. Mac and Tishe continue to carry the marks "gifted" to them by Gargul. And everyone wonders about the meaning of his final words. Have some of the Bloodpack truly become immortal? Many questions.
And yet, with the questions comes one answer. Ulgren is alive and returned. The drow stands hale and hearty alongside his packmates. The sights, sounds, and smells of the natural world slowly intrude on the senses.
Rayla's droning incantation has been in the minds of all. Now it stops. The mist rises, and the Bloodpack finds they have been away long enough for a group of 20 or 30 villagers to encircle they and the Barons, observing the proceedings with unfeigned curiosity. With the disappearance of covering mist, the observers gasp as one. The fisher folk scratch out a hard living on the seas. They've experienced life and death, storms and struggles, and now some creature is crushing their very homes. Few events remain to the Wold that would impress such a hard-bitten crowd.
However, bringing a corpse back to life qualifies.
They stare open-mouthed at Ulgren, some even half reaching toward the drow. Their eyes slowly rove over the Bloodpack, and then the Barons, and finally settle on Rayla. For the crowd has done the math, and they realize the import of this event faster than the Bloodpack, faster than Rayla herself.
An older woman steps into the circle, "My son," she implores the Baron. Another, younger woman -- "My husband." Now, more and more folk come forward, pressing toward the cleric of Gargulus. All have a story. All plead. All want. "My son" - "My husband" -- "My wife" -- "My daughter" -- "My father" -- "My mother" -- "My teacher" -- "My friend". Everyone has someone they want back.
Rayla pales slightly as the crowd presses in. Her twin companions again reach for swords, but more nervously than before. The crowd is growing. Even the rapke begin to slowly step back, their heads swaying from threat to threat.....
"STOP!" Rayla commands. "I only had the one spell. I cannot do this again." The spell casters of the Bloodpack note she did not see fit to add the word "today" at the end of her statement. Her words have the desired effect, as the crowd is momentarily deflated. Rayla is quick to grasp the opportunity. She hisses a quick phrase at Trellus. "When you are done here, follow this path to our stronghold. You will be met and given directions. I have word, cleric of The Protector."
Without another sound, the Barons rapidly mount their rapke, and bound away from the village. The villagers stare silently at them, especially Ulgren. They are obviously trying to decide what to do with the group.
Flea d20+1=7 Monday March 20th, 2006 12:08:37 AM
Flea feels trapped as the needy crowd pushes forward. She is caught between her pack-mates and the strange barons who Bloodpack have given their word to help. Doesn't anyone see her? Flea gives someone in front of her a push (Strength = 7) "Hey! Look who you're stepping on!" she yells.
Jake Monday March 20th, 2006 12:15:59 AM
Jake looks apologetically at the crowd. They need so many people back...but in his heart of hearts, he can't help but wonder how come he feels that the bloodpack members deserve it whereas most people don't... Or od they? Guess that was Gargul's position. But anyways... "Let's go into town, guys."
Tishe' and Stripes Monday March 20th, 2006 4:46:06 AM
The brown-haired girl's internal reverie is broken by the surge of the crowd, the Baron's words. (Baroness? Tishe' wonders with a very inoportune thought)
She involuntarily shrinks behind Mac, her eyes searching out her senior druid. "Gilan", she whispers urgently, "we've been talking about heart-touches and the Tears where the Barons could hear us!" She is very worried about what secrets they betrayed.
Stripes stands beside his human, once more on familiar ground, and growls at anyone outside the Bloodpack that gets too close.
Trellus Monday March 20th, 2006 12:00:20 PM
The transition from Gargul admonishing the Bloodpack for returning time and again to this crowd of villagers planning to do just that is overpowering to the young cleric. He stands there, his face a mask of sadness, as his mind boils all the opposing (and yet valid) points of view. This bites grass he decides.
Even though she's a Baron, Trellus can't help but feel some empathy for Rayla. He nods understandingly at her comment and hasty retreat. Someday, Domi willing, I'll have that power, he realizes. How will I choose when to use it? What is the cost to the caster?
More unanswerable questions.
Trellus turns to the Bloodpack. "Jake's right," he states. "We better get out of here. Let's weave for the Mug."
If the crowd permits, Trellus pushes toward the larger building.
Gilan and Ciaran Monday March 20th, 2006 3:21:47 PM
Gilan can feel the sudden press of bodies and it is not to his liking. He is not sure why he does it but he bares his own teeth and a low rumble starts in his throat. At his feet Ciaran is doing much the same thing and his tail is almost straight out.
With the retreat of the Barons he can feel the tension still in the air. For some strange reason he feels for the Baroness, even if the spell was payment for something they had agreed to do. With his teeth still bared he glance around to the Bloodpack. "To the Mug then and see this mayor." His hands twitch as he so wants to change his shape and run these people off.
He settles for at least a few minutes as he hears Tishe' and shakes his head. "Secrets are hard to keep sister and they know a lot about us already...know thy enemy they say." He will move along with the group, when they decide to make it to the Mug. Ciaran continues to growl as he stocks away with his brother, stiff legged.
Anuk d20+3=15 d20+4=16 Monday March 20th, 2006 6:23:28 PM
The press of the crowd keeps Anuk wary, and he does his best to protect Flea from the eager villagers trying to get to the barons. (str check 15, dex check 16), though he is sure not to get too aggressive with anyone. "Watch it, friend," he says to a large and careless man who gets too close. He plants himself in place, making something of a human wall between the man and the gnome. "You okay down there, Flea?"
When and if the crowd disappates Anuk moves to the Mug with the rest of the pack.
Mac Monday March 20th, 2006 7:18:42 PM
With Ulgren back, Mac's mind turns to the conversation he was having prior to the Barons' arrival. Hearing Flea's yelp he reaches down and lifts the gnome up to his shoulder - above the crush - and asks, "What with Ulgren better and the Barons gone, weren't we about to get a drink?"
He follows Gilan and Ciaran, leaving a wide wake for Tishe' to follow in.
Wisdom... he thinks to himself as he walks. The paces stretching the scar on his leg bringing the word back into his mind. It is a distraction from the scars that run from his neck to his waist. "Wisdom..." he says aloud and unaware.
Grymash d20=18 Monday March 20th, 2006 9:35:55 PM
Grymash turns to address the mob of villagers they begin to group around them. He puts on his priestly hat, in a matter of speaking, and tries to comfort them in the same matter Gargul comforted him.
"Peoples ... be not sad for those dat be gone. For theyz be not gone! For Gry be wit Gargul an saw da wonders an pretty things dat be wit them. Theyz be at peace an rest in paradise. There be joy in dat place ... happyness all 'bout. No mourn themz for when time comes ta die yooz be wit them agains an be wit thems forever."
(Diplomacy check: 18)
The Mug (ADM MikeK) Monday March 20th, 2006 10:24:07 PM
The pressing of the crowd is enough for Flea to get a bit claustrophobic. She yells out and shoves out at the nearest leg. "Huh?" a man exclaims, and looks down. "Oh. Sorry." The man stops, and is embarrassed enough that he forces everyone else to go around as well, giving the gnome some much needed space. The look Anuk gives them is also quite helpful in forcing them around.
Stripes and Ciaran make it clear they don't want any strangers any closer. The strangers all take the hint, and steer clear.
Jake suggests heading into the village. Trellus concurs.
Tishe wonders aloud if the Bloodpack has given away any secret advantage with their words. Gilan, after growling a bit at the crowd himself, replies the Barons might know about it already.
Mac picks Flea up and heads for the mug. The few villagers left hastily give him a wide path, and any danger of a stampede is over.
Surprisingly, Grymash calmly addresses the crowd, extolling for them the joy and peace their loved ones are now experiencing. And the crowd listens. They turn away, looking thoughtful as they return to their homes and occupations. Grymash realizes his words have had some effect here.
The Bloodpack makes its way into the small square and enters the large wooden building where the wooden mug-shaped sign hangs over the door. Inside, the single great room fills most of the lower floor. A bar is on the right side of the room, with a swinging door behind that probably leads to the kitchen. A stairway climbs the wall on the left, leading upstairs. The center area is occupied by tables and flat benches.
At the center table, two men look up from the animated discussion they've been having. Both are standing at one table, with one leg perched on the bench (Captain Morgan style). They had been leaning in to each other, forearms resting on the raised thigh of the perched leg. Both are older men, but not old. Their faces are weathered and lined by the elements and the cares of time.
One wears simple clothing and carries a spear in his right hand. His face is leathery, and quite tan. He wears the expression of someone normally quite sure of himself who now finds himself in unknown waters -- cautious, careful. Tishe immediately marks him as a fisherman.
The other man wears masterwork breastplate and carries a longsword in a well worn scabbard. His face is also weathered. But his eyes, a fierce blue, show none of the hesitation of his comrades. He moves as if armor and sword are familiar friends, and the Bloodpack recognizes the look of a veteran who has seen his share of battle. The man's left arm is missing, removed just above the elbow. Although his skin has healed around the bone, the ripped shards of the man's left arm guard bear mute testimony that the wound is recent.
Both men, along with the dozen or so other patrons of the Mug, silently look at the Bloodpack, waiting.
Flea Monday March 20th, 2006 11:58:56 PM
Perched on Mac's shoulder, Flea grabs hold of one of the taur's horns to steady herself. "Whew! That was close!" she says twisting 'round to watch the crowd left behind. Turning back towards where the party is going, Flea volunteers, "let me buy you a drink Mac." Smiling down at the ranger, she adds "you too, 'nuk!" Then, ducking under the mug shaped sign over the door, she calls to her pack-mates, "first round's on me!"
Inside the tavern, Flea releases Mac's horn, and carefully slides down the taur's length, careful not to pull at her friend's fur. Jogging up to the bar, she places some gold coins on the counter. Hooking a thumb over her shoulder to indicate the Bloodpack she announces, "I'm paying!"*
*(OOC: DM let me know if 20 GP is sufficient to buy a round for the Bloodpack. If not, let me know the amount, and I'll deduct accordingly.-Carla)
Anuk d20=10 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 10:28:08 AM
"Shady! Thanks, Flea," Anuk happily responds. A drink does sound good about now. It's been an interesting afternoon.
Anuk's eyes adjust once more, this time from light back to darkness. He follows Flea over to the bar, but while she talks he watches the patrons who are watching him and the pack. "Hello, friends," he calls out. "Don't let us interrupt your conversation...just here for a little drink, is all." (diplomacy 10) He hopes that his voice conveys a friendly tone. Better to let Trellus or one of the others do the talking...he's always been a bit better dealing with strangers.
Tishe' and Stripes Tuesday March 21st, 2006 2:51:12 PM
Wondering about all the amazing things that have happened, Tishe' puts a hand on Stripes as they follow Mac to the sign of the Mug.
Inside, as her eyes adjust to the light, she looks around and then leans in towards Trellus. "That man with a spear, he's a fisherman. Sails a boat out on the salty water and catches food to bring back to the village." The girl notes the missing arm and says louder to include the others in on the conversation. "Looks like they must be talking about giant 'crabs', Trellus. I bet we can help!"
Mac d20+5=18 d20+1=2 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 7:03:39 PM
Mac helps Flea ferry the drinks to a table, ackowledging the two gentlemen with a closed-lipped smile. Once seated (or propped by the table otherwise) Mac sips at his ale and tries to casually watch the proceedings.
Spot:18, Listen:2
Bringing Galea out of hiding and sensing ale would not make a good kitten drink, he calls to the barman for a milk in a shallow bowl.
Grymash Tuesday March 21st, 2006 7:29:54 PM
Grymash thinks to himself, "Wow!" A thoughtful exchange of words did what his axe cou.. well, his axe could have fixed the problem with the oncoming crowds, but it would've been a whole lot bloodier. But still, it felt very good to protect his pack and not have to get all sweaty and covered in muck and gore. It was very gratifying indeed. Maybe, just maybe, the axe isnt the cure all for every situation that arises. Gargul has taught him well. After coming to this ground-breaking conclusion the big half-orc says a short, silent prayer of thanks to Gargul.
A genuine smile forms across his face. The first time in a long while. The darkness for now has given way to a rising sun. And ohh, how pretty all the colors are.
Trellus d20+7=12 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 7:36:10 PM
Noting the expression on Grymash, Trellus matches the half orc's grin and claps him soundly on the shoulder. He doesn't say anything. He doesn't need to.
Entering the Mug with the rest of the pack, he nods in agreement with Tishe. The blond man notes with wry amusement that the talking appears to have been delegated to him.
"Many shadows," he greets the two men. "We're the Bloodpack, from...uh, from out there (points toward the Grass). We're a bit lost, and looking for a way home. We heard some dudes out front saying something about giant crabs? Maybe we can help each other out?"
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday March 21st, 2006 7:36:53 PM
Gilan enters the Mug with the rest and smiles as Flea offers to buy drinks. "Something with no alcohol there Flea." He has never been much for the feeling that it gives him...that loss of control. He looks to the men as Tishe' points them out and nods to them as he looks for a barmaid or maybe he will move straight to the bar.
Either way he will see about getting some fish if they have some ready to eat or get some cooked up. "That fish does not have to be fully cooked...just sear it on both sides really." As he is walking away to the table the rest are moving to he stops to add a little more. "Enough for two...maybe some bread and fruit if you have it." He flashes a pair of gold pieces to either the owner or the barmaid.
Ciaran follows along with his brother, taking no note of the looks that he is most likely getting. He will slip to the side of his brother's chair and lay down upon the floor.
Graze (ADM MikeK) Tuesday March 21st, 2006 8:26:23 PM Flea -- 20 gp will buy a round for the whole place!
Most of the Bloodpack nod politely at the locals and move to a side table. A serving girl, a half elf by the look of her, approaches the table. She stays on the side opposite Ciaran and Stripes, and takes quite a few glances at Mac. Gilan asks for some fish, bread, and fruit. The girl nods. Mac asks for milk, and produces Galea from his pocket. This earns him a sunbeam smile from the girl, and she nods again. Flea asks for a round for the Pack, and that receives yet another nod. Jake doesn't say anything, but he gets a shy smile anyway. Then, the girl moves off to get their order.
Trellus addresses the two men at the center table. They look at the group, turn to look at each other, and then look at the group again. Shrugging, the sword wielder steps down and approaches the group. The fisherman quickly follows suit, although he chooses a different path so as to arrive alongside the first man instead of following him.
They size up the group for a moment before the swordman speaks. "You know, you folks get a dwarf monk, and you'll have the full set." The comment earns a chuckle from the gallery, while the man's eyes flick from hero to hero, gauging the group's reaction to his jest. His manner is casual and easygoing. But his right hand never strays to far from the sword at his side. He's not threatening, just instinctively careful. By contrast, his partner is becoming increasingly nervous in the presence of the rather imposing figures cut by Grymash and Mac. He clutches his spear in an inexpert grip, and tries to back away without appearing to back away.
The first man ignores him. "I'm Graze," he says neutrally. "You folks appeared from Out There with him [thrusts his chin at Ulgren] in a bag, had words with the Barons, disappeared in a fog bank, and then reappeared ready for stepping out. Not a bad 20 minutes of work." The man's gaze is still analyzing, trying to take your measure.
"Now, its true we got us a situation here." - The remark earns Graze a couple snorts of derision. "Situation?!?" The spearman grunts caustically. "We got us a flippin' disaster."
Graze gives him an annoyed look, and continues -- "but how do we know we can trust you to help? You ever seen a Crab? You got any idea what's going on here? I don't need any more people cutting out on me right now."
Ulgren Tuesday March 21st, 2006 10:18:20 PM
Ulgren blinks, breathes and nearly faints as his soul is reunited with his body. Ulgren nods at his speaking friends but lacks comprehension as the roar and press of the crowd cause the young mage to shake his head. Ulgren stumbles towards The Mug with the rest of his friends unable to speak as his dark eyes soak in the life around him. Ulgren slides leans against the table and has time to look at each of them and utter, "Thanks you," as the swordsman arrives at the table. Ulgren glances at the man and his companion before smiling to his friends and smiling broadly. "You guys are unbelievable." The drow continues almost ignoring the swordsman, "You are my friends, family, my life. I haven't felt this, well good since I lost my family and arrived in this part of the wold. I..., I..., I..." Ulgren stops and tears moisten his eyes. "Thank you again." Ulgren reaches out and touches each of the pack, grasping their hands in turn.
Flea d20+3=21 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 10:21:09 PM
"A round for everyone it is then!" announces the rogue (Diplomacy=21) adding, "and make mine a Flaming Green Gnomish if you can!" Flea grins at the solemn group in the tavern. It has been a long time since she has had the opportunity, or a reason, to smile.
When the half-elf serving girl hands out the drinks, Flea lifts hers up and toasts the dark drow, "to the return of a true, wise friend." Putting down her mug, she pokes the magicker in the ribs, asking, "you knew we were coming for you, didn't you? We always do, you know!"
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 12:43:55 PM
The plain-faced girl leans into the dark elf's embrace and gives a hug back. "We are warp and weft, Ulgren, and we will go to the Lands of Rest and back for a packmate."
Her eyes shine at the triumph they have had but quickly return to the fisherman and Graze. She frowns, and her mind goes over everything she has seen and heard about.
"No", she admits, arms folded under her breasts, "I have never seen a Crab. I only know that they are big and obviously mean and that the Bloodpack helps out the good people of the 'Grass. That one" (and she points at Mac) "jumped into a great ranthom to save two comrades. And the rest of us are the same. We will not run from a fight that needs fighting."
"So", she continues with hands on her hips and chin out, "you need help. Maybe if you tell us the kind of help you need, we can see if the Bloodpack can do something about it!"
Stripes is not around his human. Sniffing the air, he has found the entrance to the kitchen, and the hyena has discovered that being swallowed by another animal and flying around the grass has made him hungry.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 2:50:20 PM
Gilan looks up as the two approach and then he listens to what is said. He does not voice anything himself as he has never seen a crab but he has heard of them. Usually they are only about the size of a man's fist at the biggest, unless it is some dire version.
He picks up the mug that was set before him and raises it in a toast with Flea. He does sniff it first and finds it to be filled with water. "To Ulgren." He takes a nice long drink and his tummy rumbles.
As he sets the mug down he looks to the swordman. "We were told that your village needed help...so we came...but if that information is wrong then we will be leaving with the morrow." He was never one for beating around the grass and when a Bloodpacker offers help it is not given lightly...or to run away.
Jake Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 3:40:26 PM
(Afraid I don't have much time to post today and might not be able to post later...) Jake orders "Whatever's local...which includes you..." he grins and winks at the serving girl. When the others take a joke at them, Jake chuckles with the locals. "Y'all shoulda seen that Ice Pack..."
Anuk Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 4:30:43 PM
Anuk takes the mug served to him, raises it once in Ulgren's direction, and throws his head back as he drains it. "Ulgren, Flea and Tishe are right...we'll go anywhere for a packmate. Or, for that matter, for just about anyone who realy needs our help. Speaking of which," he turns to the men. "Where do find one of these...uh...'crabs'? A closer look would probably help us know what kind of help we can offer."
Trellus d20+7=21 Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 4:42:18 PM
Trellus clasps Ulgren's forearm to his own and maintains the hold as he looks the drow in the eye. "Dude, you're Bloodpack. That makes you weft and web with the rest of us. A long time ago, we were just piggies, we left a packmate behind. We didn't know any other way. But now...we never leave a packmate. Never." The cleric continues to hold Ulgren's gaze, and then, very slowly, winks at him.
With a happy laugh, he breaks his grip and has a mug.
Trellus is in a good mood, and Graze's approach doesn't phase it much. He looks up from his spot on the bench.
"Dude, we just want to go home. But we don't know where that is. We're hoping you can help." The blond man waves a hand toward Tishe. "Like she said, we're the Bloodpack. We don't run, we don't quit, and we don't lose. You dudes seem like decent folks that got a serious problem. We'll help. You want some kind of promise? Fine. I serve Domi the Protector. In his name I offer the strength of our arms and the protection of our shields."
Trellus takes a swig.
"We don't know what a crab is. Show us. Tell us what you know so we can help. We're not asking for any reward other than knowledge of where in the Grass we are."
Mac Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 6:49:38 PM
The taur raises his mug of ale. "To Ulgren! May he stand at the end of future troubles on his own two feet!"
"Can't say I know much about crabs, 'cept for what one of my aunts used to say about a soup, and that a good sized one just overfilled a dinner plate. Never ate one myself."
"Just how big are your crabs?" he asks, looking from Graze to the fisherman.
Grymash Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 8:17:46 PM
When the bartender asks Grymash what he wants, he smiles and replies simply, "Yes! Dat will do!" He then eyes the wall behind the barkeep with all the bottles and kegs.
Crab People (ADM MikeK) Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 9:48:48 PM
Ulgren is sufficiently recovered from his post death experience to thank his packmates for standing before Gargul for him. The rest of the Bloodpack is more than happy to have him back, with many a toast drunk in his honor.
Jake's comment to the waitress earns him another smile, but she doesn't say anything as she leaves.
Flea buys a round for house, instantly making everyone a lot more friendly-like. Grymash doesn't quite get he's gotta buy just one drink at a time. The bartender ends up mixing two Flaming Green Gnomishes, one for the gnome, and one for the half-orc.
Nearly everyone has a comment or two for Graze's uncomplimentary talk. He holds up his hand, palm forward, in a placating gesture. "I'm sorry if I touched a nerve there, but ya gotta understand, we had them Barons and the folks down Rockhome way say they was gonna help, and then turn tail as soon as they saw these things. We're just a bit leery about offers now. But you got the fire, I can see that." He sighs. "For all our sakes, I hope you're up to it."
A voice at the door pipes up. Its Haks, the militia man. "I say they's just what we need, Graze." Spear man grunts at him "Why's that?" "These here adventurers had words with the Baron Lady. Guess they ain't likin' each other too much." Haks answers. "So?" "So they's all ready to throw down with three barons and their rapke like it was a barfight or something. An' Baron Lady was talkin' bout how these had took out theirs twice already. If'n they got no problem jumpin' three rapke, I say they'll stick around for the Crabs."
Graze gives the group another look, and comes to a decision. "Troyle, get a crab out here."
The barkeep duck into the kitchen, and returns holding a large kettle pot, which he sets on the table. Inside is a crab. Its the size of a dinner plate, orange, flattish, with a bunch of legs, and two nasty looking pincers. Seeing the looks on the Bloodpack, Graze is quick to point out "This is your everyday, ordinary crab. We fish 'em out of the sea and sell 'em to a merchant vessel who unloads 'em at Hook City. Good eatin'."
"A couple weeks ago, this guy's Grandpappy and a few friends come climbin' out of the ocean. Those things are a good 15' tall, maybe 25' around. They can reach WAY out with them claws, and they are just plain mean. One of 'em chased our cleric near 200' and ripped him in half when it caught 'em. We've never seen nuthin like it."
"Sharlon has," the spear man says. "Sharlon's just telling stories," Graze says dismissively. "She's a bard, whaddya expect?"
Spear man shakes his head. "She's been down south. You ain't."
Graze waves him off. "Anyway, we don't know how many there are, but we been attacked four times since by four or five or six of these things. They show up at night, rip up the buildings, attack anything that moves, and then disappear back into the sea. A really big fire is the only thing that seems to make 'em want to go around anything."
Flea Thursday March 23rd, 2006 12:46:54 AM
When the local yokel starts going on about the 'crabs' that have been terrorizing the village, Flea punches Jake in the arm, and gets a bad case of the giggles. "You keep making time with that half-elf girlie, and you'll be callin' on the cleric about 'nits' too!"
Before the rangy fighter can retaliate, Flea makes off with her empty mug. Passing Trellus and Gillan on her way to the bar, she pauses, "didn't we promise to help the baron lady find some of their folk who were kidnapped by some Ooly...Oogly...Oglian things?" The rogue furrows her brow before continuing, "you think we can do both?"
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday March 23rd, 2006 7:01:25 AM
The brown-haired girl furrows her brow at Flea's comment; they did promise to help with the Oglians...
"But these people need help now." Tishe' tries to emphasize. "We know the Oglians are keeping thier people like cattle so there is probably some time. And we would have to go to the Baron's House first. Imagine what we can learn about the Barons there!"
Her eyes brighten at the mention of Hook City. "My home! I'm sure we could find passage to Rattledam from Hook City. All we have to do is put these Giant Crabs on the run, rescue Barons from the Oglians and then take passage on a passing ship to Hook City and on to Rattledam!" In her enthusiasm, Tishe' ignores the fact that she has probably outlined a couple months' journey...
"I think we need all the information we can get. Let's get this Shaylan." She turns to the cook. "And how do you open their armor to eat it?" Perhaps there is some weakness in the hard-looking shell.
Anuk Thursday March 23rd, 2006 10:42:01 AM
"Hey Flea...any chance you could bring another back with you? Thanks!" Anuk calls out. Glass grass, ice wine, green gnomish...he forgot how good this stuff tastes. With a satisfied grin he turns back to the conversation. "We do owe the barons, but don't forget that the manfri said we were needed here. I think Tishe' is right...let's do what we can here and then deal with the Oglians."
He looks down at the crab in the pot and tries to wrap his head around the idea of one that would be nearly as big as a ranthom. With his courage growing as the green gnomish settles into him he says. "Hmm...maybe one of these things would make a shady pet to take with us on the way to the barons? Whaddya think, Gry?"
Trellus Thursday March 23rd, 2006 4:25:18 PM
Trellus looks curiously into the pot, and frowns at the sight of the critter inside. Like Anuk, the cleric is having some difficulty trying to extrapolate what's in front of him into something the size of this room.
"The claws are probably as big as this table," he muses.
Hearing Tishe's remark, Trellus shares a look with Gilan. Both know most of the traders that show up at Rattledam originate at Hook City. We get to Hook City, and we're in the shade, he thinks.
"I'm with Anuk," he answers Flea. "I told her we'd help. I didn't say when. 'Sides, I ain't too keen on her thinking she can lead us around like the beaters back home."
The blond man addresses Graze. "Looks like we gotta be ready to react fast, but also need to be able to go a few nights with nothing happening. Have you got some kind of watch or warning system or something?"
To Ulgren - "Anything we got for that?"
Grymash Thursday March 23rd, 2006 7:24:45 PM
Answering Anuk, the barbarian says, "Hmmmm, Gry think dat be gute idea. But Gry wonder... are this be a youngin' of da big ones? Dat may be why thayz come ta dis town!"
Ulgren Thursday March 23rd, 2006 7:26:41 PM
Ulgren smiles at each of his friends and raises his glass of water to each of them. "No, Trellus I don't have any type of alarm spell sorry. Not to mention that I need to memorize spells if I intend to be of any help at all." Ulgren looks around and finds the quietest spot around, if none are available Ulgren will try to rent a room. "I can memorize as many fire type spells as you want but I am going to take the time to convert as many of these scrolls to spells as I can." Let me know when you are ready.
Gilan and Ciaran Thursday March 23rd, 2006 7:58:47 PM
Normally he would agree with Trellus on most thing but this time around he must disagree. "As for helping the Barons...children are involved and I will not leave them to those Oglian, if I have a choice." He remembers many of the things that he had read on lore of the Plains back in Rattledam. What he remembers is not pretty. "Do you know what the legends say they do to people they catch...slaves yes, if they can work...otherwise food." He swallows hard as he tries not to think of kids in that kind of a fix.
With a shake of his head he returns to the matter at hand. He stares at the crab in the bucket and laughs. "Does not seem to bad when they are that size...but the size of this building." Looking to Ulgren he nods his head. "Not that I know much about your spells...but I would suggest lightning for these sea creatures...soften them up with a little shock and then cut them up...might feet this village for awhile as well." He looks to the others around them, that includes the villagers. "Unless of course they are toxic or mutated...it could just be natural growth."
Jake Thursday March 23rd, 2006 10:56:06 PM
"Ye're right, ah've heard about them diseases and stuff... never had none of them in Rattledam, though, what with the priests and the small environment." Jake ponders that. It's such a nice home, Rattledam...totally protected, completely isolated, everyone living without disease or whatnot.. (except for the occasional ones the Pantheon priests can't guard against.)
Mac Friday March 24th, 2006 2:49:03 AM
"Ah dunno - 200 feet of chasin' after a cleric doesn't sound entirely nat'ral." says Mac poorly mimicking Jake as Galea continues to lap away at her milk.
Turning to Graze he asks, "How regularly have these Crabs been showin' up?"
Tishe' (Second Post) Friday March 24th, 2006 3:42:56 AM
"I can set up Alarm spells starting tomorrow, and perhaps Ulgren and I working together can come up with some other magical aid. Certainly Ulgren's fire spells will be useful here; Graze said that they didn't like big bonfires."
A Place to sleep (ADM MikeK) Sunday March 26th, 2006 8:25:26 PM
Flea notes that the Bloodpack has promised to help the Baron's find the children taken by the Oglian. Tishe, Anuk, and Trellus would rather just help out the village. Gilan has reservations about the cleric's position, and reinforces the need to track down the Oglian. Eventually, all seem to agree on helping out the villagers first and then the Barons.
Mac and Gilan express doubts that the creatures are entirely natural.
Tishe and Ulgren start planning spells that will need to be memorized.
Gry, of all people, brings up a possible motive for the crab's appearance.
Graze takes it all in, and starts answering questions as best he can. "Sharlon ain't here. She's down south somewheres. She ranges up and down the whole coast sharing stories and swapping tales. She's got a couple whoppers 'bout fantastic monsters that attack the shorelines. The towns are always way down south, never anyplace we've actually heard of. I never take no stock in 'em."
Spear man grunts at him. "I gotta whopper 'bout gigantic killer crabs. Think you'll believe that one?"
Graze gives the fisherman a sour look, but continues on. "Like a said before, these things started showing up a couple weeks ago. Till then, we'd never seen nuthin' like it."
The fisherman answers Gry's question -- "They ain't kin. The big ones gotta diff'rent shape shell. Pointier. Eyes is wrong too. Big ones got a bit o' smarts to 'em. Not much, but not as plain dumb as this thing."
Graze nods along, and then carries on from where he left off. "They were last here two nights ago. They show up at night, looks like. You can stay upstairs. We gotta couple rooms."
This pronouncement gets the attention of the bartender the man earlier called Troyle. "Now hold on," he begins, but Spear Man cuts him off. "They gotta stay sumplace, for free I'd say."
Troyle puts his hands on his hips. "They drive off the Crabs, free is fine. They don't, I want some money."
Spear Man guffaws once and shoots back, "Troyle, they don't drive off the Crabs and you gonna find the Mug in pieces round your ears and your head on some Crab mantle."
Troyle fumes a bit, but has no answer. He waves his arm toward the stairs and stomps back into the kitchen. "I got food to make," he grumbles. The line is apparently an old standby, as the crowd in the hall give an obligatory chuckle.
Graze returns to the topic at hand. "We got watches set up with the militia. We got us a big bell we sound off when someone sees 'em. You do what you need to upstairs, and if you hear bells, get to the beach."
Spearman adds, "Jes follow the screamin'". Which earns him another look, but Graze's face says its most likely a true statement.
Tishe' and Stripes Sunday March 26th, 2006 10:18:41 PM
The girl pushes a stray lock of wavy brown hair behind an ear as she listens to the byplay of the villagers. "Looks like we get to talk to Shaylan when Shaylan is ready to listen." she tells Stripes, who is sniffing around for scraps and bones.
"I don't think we need anything fancy, we walk the Grass after all. For food; I've never tried crab..."
Curiouser and curiouser. There are some tales of giant sea animals down south and this is the first time of giant sea animals this far north. Why IS it that the crabs are coming ashore here. "Have the fishermen noticed any changes in the animal patterns in the water? And has the village recently gotten any new addition that might be a lure to the crabs?"
Answers or no, it looks like they'll camp here until the bell rings...
OOC: spell list forthcoming
Flea Monday March 27th, 2006 7:51:15 AM
Flea gets serious. She tries to remember how long it had been since the party had met the strange fey nature creature with his giant spider. "I wonder if these giant crabs have anything to do with that Ebyron guy?" she asks, "I wonder if we did the right thing back there?"
"Well, what's done is done," she concludes as she yawns mightily, and retrieves her pack, ready to to upstairs and catch a little shut-eye.
Anuk Monday March 27th, 2006 11:18:16 AM
Anuk drains another drink while listening to Graze's story. "Sir," he says when the talking is through, "I can't promise you we'll beat these crab things, but...well...we'll stay for the fight. At the first sound of bells or screamin', we'll be there. It's what we do."
Jake Monday March 27th, 2006 6:02:30 PM
A question has been nagging him ever since they first saw the Barons.. Jake breaks in rather angrily. "Why are you guys all grass-twined with the Barons?! Don't ya know the evils they do, the people they kill and enslave, the awful stuff they dun with disease and stuff? Are you their servants, or what? Ah don't get it, and don't see where'n ya can all be cozey with them unless yer a bunch of bootlickin' piggie dumps..."
Ulgren Monday March 27th, 2006 7:05:29 PM
Ulgren retreats to a quiet room or corner if no room is available and looks over his spellbook and then his scrolls. The drow quietly contemplates each scroll and the amount of time that ittakes to scribe them Ulgren finally settles on the first scroll and begins scribing. Ulgren begins scribing in the following order: Locate Object(2 hours), Mirror Image (2 hours), Color Spray (1 hour), and Feather Fall (1 hour). If there is not enough time Ulgren will scribe what spells he canin the time allotted. Ulgren then ensures his spells are ready and awaits the giant crab.
Trellus Monday March 27th, 2006 8:16:55 PM
Trellus wishes he could get hold of this Sharlon dude. Maybe she could help figure out why this is happening.
Guess we just wait, then he decides.
The cleric pauses long enough to hear the answer to Jake's question before going upstairs as well.
A place to stay (ADM MikeK) Monday March 27th, 2006 8:36:10 PM
Tishe asks if anything has changed in the water that might account for the crabs. The fisherman (his name still has yet to be mentioned) shakes his head. "Been jes' the same as always," he responds.
Flea asks her pack if maybe Eberyon has something to do with this. There is no good answer to that question, though.
Jake changes the pattern by asking about the Barons. The question get Trellus' attention, and the cleric listens in. Graze shrugs, "We hear a story or two, but the Barons have never done nothing to us." "Cept buy our catch," the fisherman cuts in. "You ask me, they good folks. They show up, pay a fair price, and leave afore they wear out their welcome. You don't screw around with the rapke, sure enough. But you leave them alone, they leave you alone. Works for me." Graze nods. "We really never had a problem with 'em," he confirms.
The Bloodpack is pretty tired out, and soon everyone is moving upstairs. The rooms turn out to be two large common rooms, each taking up half the floor. Bunkbeds line the walls, all of them configured for a human sized occupant. Except for the occasional elf, the town appears to be populated solely by humans.
Each room was occupied by a couple of locals, but when the Bloodpack enters one of them, its occupants decide to move across the hall. This gives our heroes a large 30 x 30 area with 12 bunkbeds lining the walls. They can be moved, and shoving three together will give Mac someplace decent to lie down. There is also a table and some benches in the middle of the area. It ain't much, but its got four walls, a roof, and a door. Windows in one wall overlook a rocky beach and the ocean beyond. Its utterly dark.
Please list watches. Assume you make it through the night and give spell lists as well.
Grymash Tuesday March 28th, 2006 2:06:52 AM
Grymash takes one of the more sturdier bunks and begins to prepare for the night. Other than oiling down his blades and armor, he decides to do a little reading from his book of Gargul before falling asleep.
Tishe' and Stripes Tuesday March 28th, 2006 5:16:56 AM
Tishe' comes to the sleeping room with a mind full of questions. "Hmmm, the Barons pay for what they want from these folk? Makes me more and more interested in visiting this Baron stronghold before going after the Olgian. Well, after the crabs anyways." she smiles and sits tailor fashioned on one of the bunks.
"Now then! I memorized four Identify spells this morning in the Grass, so let's check some of our winnings!"
Tishe' will Identify the first four things that people bring her (using up her spells and 400gp worth of pearls in the process)
Not a strategist, she takes whatever watch she is offered. And in the morning she memorizes spells. (OOC: when morning comes, I'll put her new spells on here. Til then, she's still on her old ones from the morning in the grass after the battle.)
Stripes hops up on the bunk where Tishe' sleeps and curls up like a very large lapdog at the foot of her bed. Ah, food and a den. What a good pack!
Mac (still available in the regular size) d20+5=8 d20+1=10 Tuesday March 28th, 2006 7:03:53 AM
In the room Mac takes the time to reorganise his pack, some beds, and places what might need to be grabbed in a hurry if the alarm goes up this night. Only once all preparations are complete does he relax and chat, play with Galea before she retires to the safety and comfort of the carrier.
Watch Checks: Spot:8, Listen:10
Anuk d20+12=22 d20+12=14 Tuesday March 28th, 2006 11:35:56 AM
Sleepy, sleepy, sleepy. The fine drink and dark atmosphere have done their work on Anuk and he's ready for some sack time. "A bunk?" he exclaims when they reach the room. "Light, how long has it been since I slept in one of those?" The softness of the mattress is a welcome contrast to the hard ground and soon he's snoring contentedly, waking only when it's time for his watch in the middle of the night. (takes the 2nd watch)
Spot 22, listen 14
morning spells: entangle, magic fang
Jake Tuesday March 28th, 2006 5:34:24 PM
(I wanna head off to Catacombs. I think I have enough to afford a little bonus thingie...) "You guys don't mind, ah think ah'm gonna tour this town a little before ah come back to rest. Ah... hey, Anuk, ah don't hardly ask for no favors, can y'all take my watch tonight, if'n ah might be a little too drunk or ..er, away or something."
Flea d20+9=22 d20+11=18 Tuesday March 28th, 2006 7:37:31 PM
In the big room Flea finds a corner in which to drop her pack. She sprawls on the floor, leaning against the HHHaversack, with her hands behind her head, staring at the cieling, and thinks. Flea thinks...and thinks...and thinks...until it feels like her head is going to explode. Sleep doesn't come easily.
The rogue volunteers for a middle watch, since she doesn't need too much sleep. During the watch she confides to her watch-mate (Anuk? Mac? Grymash?) her secret worries about the affairs of the Plains and Rattledam. "What if the Barons aren't all that bad? What if that's just what the monks of Rattledam teach, because...because they are afraid? What if the monks are the beaters?"
At least protecting these coastal folks from dangers that come from the sea is good. Isn't it? Flea wishes it were simpler to tell right from wrong, and the good-guys from the bad-guys.
Spot=22 Listen=18
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday March 28th, 2006 8:24:54 PM
Gilan has been silent through most of this conversation as he has been studying the crabs and thinking along the lines of combat. That hard shell will be something that could cause a problem but at least they do have soft spots.
He too is curious about this crab and will most likely settle for a little stew made from them or whatever turns up for supper. He shares a nice portion with his wolf which he notices draws some attention but nothing bad. Well these people do see rapke and bounders on a regular basis...most likely.
When it is finally time to turn in he moves upstairs with the rest of the pack and yawns. "I will take an late watch if that is ok...I can use the time to commune with Mother Wold." Looking to the bunks he shivers and then throws out his blanket upon the floor. If anyone asks he will comment on how he cannot sleep as well in a bed anymore...the ground or floor seems so much more comfortable.
MikeK - Can take back over April 2. If the battle has started can you drop me a line of what you decided to use for the crabs. Want to get a feel for them so that I can plan out strategy for the crusty crustaceons. :)
Ulgren Tuesday March 28th, 2006 10:04:21 PM
Ulgren takes the time to watch over his friends as they prepare to sleep and lay out watches. "I would prefer to take the first watch if I may, and the second as well since I have prepared my spells already." Ulgren continues to scribe as many spells as he can until called by the town or until his time to rest.
Trellus Wednesday March 29th, 2006 9:28:33 PM
Trellus sloughs off his equipment and collapses heavily into one of the bunks. "oooohhhh yeah," he breathes. "I needed that."
He takes note of all the watch offers and spits them back. "OK, Ulgren and Mac, me and Anuk, Gry and Flea, Tishe and Gilan." He doesn't mention Jake. As soon as he heard "ah'm gonna tour this town a little", the cleric put a big mental line through his friend's name.
If the night is uninterrupted, Trellus prepares he spells the next morning.
Good Night Moon (ADM MikeK) Wednesday March 29th, 2006 9:44:36 PM
Jake heads out to "explore" and finds many willing escorts. What he doesn't find is an entrance to the Catacombs. DM JimW told us the town was too small.
Ulgren scribes his scrolls, while Tishe offers to identify some of the loot OOC - I don't know what they are, so we'll need to wait on that.
The rest of the Bloodpack prepares itself and gets some sleep.
The night passes without incident. Everyone memorizes spells, and Ulgren has time to scribe the scrolls he wants. It appears there will be a day to plan and prepare.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday March 29th, 2006 10:29:57 PM
Gilan spends his night in restful sleep, till it is his turn to take up watch with Tishe'. He sits and talks with her most of the rest of the night to morning. He has not had a chance to talk of druid stuff with her and he has a feeling that changes will be happening soon.
When the sun is finally starting to come up he makes his way outside to greet the sun as he normally does. His morning devotions and song to the Wold Mother brings him a little more insight into his surroundings...the sights and morning sounds are way different than home and then there is all that water.
At last he makes his way back into the Mug and takes a seat at a table. He catches one of the few passing barmaids. "What do you serve usually for breakfast?" He will order whatever sounds good or sample a few different things that he has never had before.
Drop a note with your next post people as to what you want to identify and I will drop a note as to what you have. I just need to know what it is that you want to look at.
Tishe' and Stripes d20=18 Wednesday March 29th, 2006 10:36:42 PM
Morning dawns bright and refreshing, Tishe' is reluctant to get out of bed. "Last bed I slept in was mother's guest bed in Hook City" she complains good naturedly.
When she does rise it is with her morning devotions to Mother Wold (and a small penitent prayer for Father) and she studies her spellbook in the bright sunlight.
After getting a good hour in, she'll tell the others the spells she's selected and adds, "Ulgren's fire spells should be handy. I figure animal affecting spells can affect giant animals, and if it doesn't, I'll form summoned creatures out of those spells instead. " "With the two alarm spells, we can put them on the beach and bookend the village or place them more towards the middle; I just don't know."
And she will Identify a fifth magic item.
The remainder of her day will be spent in learning the village layout so they can best help defend, and in reassuring the shyer people that they are only dangerous to giant crabs (using prestidigitation to entertain (Perform untrained: 18)
Spells Memorized
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm, alarm, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Ulgren Thursday March 30th, 2006 7:32:44 AM
Ulgren sleeps through the last watch and wakes at dawn stretching and then quickly standing up. Ulgren walks to his corner and waits on his packmates to awaken and quickly falls back into scribing more scrolls into his spellbook. Blink (3 hours) and True Strike (1 hour), Resist Energy (2 hours), Darkness (2 hours). If additional time exists after those are finished the drow will scribe, Summon Monster III (3 hours), Polymorph (4 hours) and Unseen Servant (1 hour). After 16 hours of scribing scrolls Ulgren closes hsi spellbook and sighs knowing that the work was well worth it.
Anuk Thursday March 30th, 2006 12:25:59 PM
After TWO watches in the middle of the night Anuk wakes up slowly. His eyes sting as he blinks in the morning light. "So...any luck, Jake?" he asks with a tired grin when the half-elf stumbles back in. He yawns and stretches, remembering what details he can from the conversation the evening before.
"Well," he says when discussion turns to how best to deal with the crabs. "Ulgren's got fire and I've got my electric bow. Maybe we create a wall of fire on the beach and then flank it from the sides?"
Grymash Thursday March 30th, 2006 7:39:58 PM
As soon as Grymash gets up, he prays, has a bite to eat and then draws out his double axe and his battle stick (quarterstaff). "Ok ... it be time for Fightin' Training. Bloodpack be outsides in little bits. Time ta get beat on!"
Once outside, Grymash goes into some warm up exercises. Then starts in a routine of spinning, slicing and jabing with his double axe. Those big, heavy blades are nothing but a blur.
Trellus Thursday March 30th, 2006 9:28:39 PM
Trellus looks over the magic items that have not yet been identified:
ring(faint abjuration) ring(moderate transmutation) pair of boots(faint transmutation) pair of boots(faint abjuration and transmutation) amulet(moderate transmutation) amulet(faint transmutation)
"OK, since Tishe can Identify 5 items, lets do everything except the faint ring. You can use the pearls we got off the Raiders, so we really don't lose any money."
Talk turns to preparing for the crabs, whenever they come. "Let's find out where the Watch is, and if there are any places an Alarm spell might help," he suggests. "I like the Wall of Fire. Maybe we should try to keep them from going back into the water. Lets go through this just once, and kill 'em, and not have to wait around for them to come back."
Trellus turns to Jake. "Dude, I think I gotta way to give you the ability to cast a Strength spell on yourself whenever you want. Whaddya think?"
The blond man doesn't follow Grymash outside. He sees no need to get smacked around by his packmate.
The Day before (ADM MikeK) Thursday March 30th, 2006 9:33:43 PM
Gilan grabs some breakfast, and Grymash some excercise, and the rest of the Bloodpack makes plans.
A quick look around reveals the beach north of the Mug is sandy. A rock outcropping at the mug signals a change, and a rock face meets the water south of the Mug, and encompassing the majority of the town. The crabs have been coming up on the rocky shore, and that is where the watch is posted. No one is really watching from the Mug north or south of the southern most home of the village, about a half mile down the shoreline.
Time moves quickly. Please assume the whole day is moving by.
Ulgren Thursday March 30th, 2006 10:34:08 PM
Ulgren finishes scribing his scrolls and feels a large sense of accomplishment. The mage has rested and based on advice from his packmates takes the time to memorize a slightly different set of spells. Afterwards the mage walks down to the common room, orders supper and engages in some good old fashioned people watching.
Tishe' and Stipes Thursday March 30th, 2006 10:58:22 PM
Tishe' uses five of the pearls to Identify the - ring(faint abjuration) - ring(moderate transmutation) - pair of boots(faint transmutation) - pair of boots(faint abjuration and transmutation) - amulet(moderate transmutation)
She leaves the amulet(faint transmutation) and the last pearl for another day.
For the other treasure, the Bloodpack is getting ready for a battle and may need all the help they can. She suggests to pass out the scrolls in case they need to be used, and consider them party treasure.
6 hold person scrolls(arcane), she passes two to Ulgren, two to Flea, and keeps two herself 2 displacement scrolls(arcane), passes one to Ulgren and one to Flea. "I can't use Illusions" she explains. 2 neutralize poison scrolls(divine) she gives to Gilan and Trellus one each 4 ccw scrolls(divine) she sorts one each to Trellus, Gilan, Grymash and Tishe'
For plans, Tishe' pipes up but once. "I've got a water breathing potion. How many other water breathers do we have? If they retreat, how do we follow the crabs?"
The remainder of the day is spent getting knowledge of the surrounding terrain and entertaining the people who could use a little amusement.
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm, alarm, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III 6 cmw potions, 3 levitate potions, fly potion 6 white pearls(estimated value 100gps/gem)
Anuk d20+12=13 d20=10 d20+12=18 d20+12=28 d20+14=25 d20+9=12 Friday March 31st, 2006 10:46:28 AM
Responding to Tishe's comment about water breathing, Anuk says, "Water breathing spells could come in handy...wish I could help out there. I think Trellus is right about trying to keep them from going back into the water once they're on land...can we make 4 walls of fire? Box 'em in somehow? I'm figuring these things probably can't fly." Another thought occurs to him, "I wish I'd thought of this this morning, but can anyone here speak with animals? Maybe we can get some kind of idea what they're looking for right from them?"
He watches the whirling death Grymash calls 'fighting training' and says, "Thanks for the offer of practice, Gry, but I'd rather not be bruised up before the fight. Here...hit this instead." He spends time with Gry tossing old boxes, bits of wood, and whatever else he can find at the hulking cleric of Gargul for him to slice into, hopefully helping him hone his already keen reflexes.
He spends much of the day exploring the town, casually eavesdropping on conversations to see if any mention of the crabs comes up.But his mind is elsewhere and he can't seem to concentrate on whatever information he manages to pick up. (listen 13 - nat 1) Instead he recalls Gargul's promises of enforced immortality, and wonders what that might mean when the next fight comes.
Finally, he decides on the direct approach wanders into some of the towns small stores, spending money freely on a few trinkets and asking people present about what they've seen and heard when the crabs were here (gather info 10).
Lastly, he spends time wandering the coastline, looking for clues about these giant creatures. Something this big must've left some sort of trail or something, he thinks.
Spot 18 Listen 28 Survival (track) 25 Search 12
Gilan and Ciaran Friday March 31st, 2006 11:01:32 AM
Gilan spends most of his day pacing along the beach. He is looking to see where the crabs have come out at exactly. He hopes to figure how to set up some good ideas for battle. Ciaran paces along with him on the beach, enjoying the sand between his toes as well.
He shows up later at the Mug and moans as Gry announces it is time to spend a little time training. Since noone else seems ready to get the grass kicked out of them he moves to get pull a staff out of his pack and shakes his head. "Guess I will be first." He moves outside and just hopes that Gry plans on taking it a little easy.
He comes back in a lot later sore and bruised from his boute with Gry. "Remind me not to do that again." He hurts all over and Ciaran seems to think it is funny though he cannot laugh. You can see this grin on his lupin face and the sparkle in his eyes. Gilan flops down in one of the seats in the Mug and listens to the others. "I will need to figure out what I can take to help in that area...plus there are forms and help that we can call upon that should be able to help in the water...just remember the salt." He leans back as a cool mug of water is slipped onto the table for him. He takes a comforting drink and sighs but still hurts. He will take one of the scrolls so that he can make use of it during the battle. "Hang onto the Neutralize Poison and I also have a waterbreathing potion." He pulls it out and lays it upon the table.
Identified Items Ring of Protection+2 Ring of Improved Swimming Boots of Elvenkind Boots of the Winterlands Amulet of Health+2
Jake Friday March 31st, 2006 2:09:24 PM
Jake gets back to the group at breakfast, and looks, as expected, in a great mood. "Hey, darlin', er, sir, could ah get me some of that drinky stuff?" He rejoins up, sitting next to Anuk and Ulgren, and proceeds to vociferously recite his most recent adventures in last night. (To keep things all "PG", I will skip most of what he says. But needless to say, it is way too dirty for public consumption, and he doesn't mind saying it one bit.) "---so then I got up, and ah said to mahself, 'Ah'd better get outta here before her husband...' but looking back at her, had to revise that, 'er, father, gets back here'. But as ah was headin' out the door, her mother---" (Initially, I was thinking that's about all he could say, but then I figured that he probably sat out of reach of Gry and Mac, and the others lack the intimidation factor to get him to shut up. Or, they would be shocked into listening by what happens next. So, his escapades would probably continue.) "---So I got up again, now trust me, ah'd never been in a situation like this, so ah was uncertain what to do. But ah said to mahself, well, what's the reason we're outta Rattledam, but to explore foreign lands---" (Now by this point, anyone in the pack might be tempted to walk off. After all, Jake may be approaching the height of the story (to him), but to them it's already gone through more convolutions than Soap did. However, I hasten to remind you, Jake has a perform of +10 and a diplomacy of +12, so he can be quite the orator when he wants.) "---so I managed to get outta there without a scratch. Good thing ah always carry some rope with me, though." Jake finishes up and takes a sip of grass-dew. "So, what's the plan?"
Flea Friday March 31st, 2006 6:47:27 PM
Flea listens to Jake, and just shakes her head.
Grabbing something off the breakfast table, she heads down to the beach. Taking off her magic boots and packing them carefully in her HHHaversack, she carefully rolls her leggings up over her knees. The rogue proceeds to walk along the edges of the surf, enjoying the day, and the roll and roar of the surf.
"Dude?!!" Trellus breaks in on his packmate's extra long and extra interpersonal story. "You listening?"
"I said I think I gotta way to give you the ability to cast a Strength spell on yourself whenever you want. Whaddya think?"
Later, as he inspects the beach with Gilan and Anuk, he thinks back to the little scene. "Sunbaked ... " the cleric mutters to himself, and continues his search for places to set an Alarm spell.
Grymash Monday April 3rd, 2006 7:59:20 PM "Hey! Dudes? No packers wanna get some trainin'? Gilan do gute! Gilan got in some gute hits! Uhh sorry for dat lump. Gry be sure yooz would ducks down. No worries, Gilan do mores gute tomorrow!"
A turn for the worse. (DM Jim) Monday April 3rd, 2006 10:22:31 PM
Three days have passed and the group has had the chance to go over every inch of the beach...several times. The training continues and despite the bumps and bruises, Gilan is there everyday to take his licks.
There is a lot of beach to cover and those that know about alarm spells know that they cannot cover all of it. Still there seem to be certain areas that the crabs seem to emerge from the water. It is easy to set up the spells every night before the pack falls into sleep. With the help of the pack the small village has also been able to improve on thier own watches and to sound the alarm better.
Those that tour the beach find that it is not hard to find the path that the crabs take but they end some five feet from the waters edge. The incoming tide washes the prints away but it is not hard to figure the general path that is taken to exit and enter the water.
Jake is constantly being persueded by the young woman that he was caught with. The father is present several times giving him glaring looks but also seems to have a slight smirk as well. Jake does not seem to notice most of this though as it is a game to him but some of the others may sense some things going on.
Many things can be found washed up on the beach and the group that does walk it everyday find many of the following...shells, driftwood, seaweed, small crabs and an occassional bottle. Some things good for decorations and the like, some that maybe useful for use in making stuff.
The fourth day is wearing on and the villagers are starting to feel a little better. Some whisper that the presence of the Bloodpack has scared off the giant crabs, but others seem to see it as a little too convenient. It is just one of those nights in the Mug that a young man is seated talking with four others. He keeps shooting the Bloodpack dark looks and several times he motions in that direction. With a little more drink he becomes a lot louder with his talk and finally he turns in his seat to glare in the Bloodpacks' direction. "It was these filthy ones that started this whole thing. Bet they will show back up in a couple days after leaving to demand some reward and they will kill the crabs...oh and those beasts will have come back to attack our village." He is well into his drink and a lot of this is slurred. "Ya notice the attacks stopped when they showed up." Several of those inside the Mug have started to look in the Bloodpacks' direction and nodding heads.
Anyone that wants to craft anything...magical or mundane...can work on them over the three days.
Flea Monday April 3rd, 2006 11:49:02 PM
The rogue spends a lot of time alone down along the shore. She collects little bits of glass remnants worn smooth and deposited at the edge of the surf. Sometimes she just sits in the sand, leaning against the bulk of her pack and staring out at the rolling waves.
Anuk Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:34:00 AM
Anuk notices the glares and nervously grins while giving a friendly wave back to the locals. "What gives with the animosity?" he says in a low voice to Trellus. "You'd think it'd be shady to be attack-free for a while."
Ulgren Tuesday April 4th, 2006 11:15:28 AM
Ulgren enjoyed the respite scribing new spells into his spellbook and people watching. The drow spent several hours each evening watching the crowds in the common room of "The Mug" nursing his bruises and lumps from Gry's lessons each morning always vowing to not offer to spare. Ulgren was in his usual corner table when the drunk man begins to spew his accusations. The drow sprang to his feet and approached the man, one hand in his component bag and the other held near his rapier. "My pack have not and will not ever cause harm to you and yours for profit." Ulgren flatly stated, staring at the drunk intently, silver eyes flashing. "If anyone here wishes to believe that we are the cause of your misfortune, stand announce it and be a man about it. However remember this, we have stayed because we were asked. We didn't know why we were pointed in this direction, but in this direction we came. You asked for help and we agreed to do whatever we could." Ulgren looks at the drunk and his four friends , "If you choose to listen to a man who gets his courage from a bottle so be it. I'll be outside if anyone wishes to pursure this matter further." Ulgren slid his goggles over his eyes and stalked outside where he stood facing the door. Once outside the drow cast an extended Mage Armour and continued to wait.
Trellus (Sub/Al) Tuesday April 4th, 2006 11:24:40 AM
The cleric shrugs his shoulders.
"It's peace, 'Nuk," he replies. "Peace can shorten memories some."
Trellus shrugs again.
"Or it could be Jake."
"Just a minute, Ulgren. Lets not have weapons here."
Trellus stands, taking his mug of ale with him. He walks over to the table at which the man is sitting.
"What makes you say that, Friend? Why don't I buy us another round and we can talk about it. Mind if I sit? You know, talking over problems seems to me to be a much better idea than stirring up hate and discontent. Especially when you consider that if we are the one's who sicced those crabs on you we'd have to be pretty powerful. Powerful enough to take whatever we wanted, I'd think. Powerful enough, I'd think, that you wouldn't want to go picking a fight with us in a tavern."
"Good thing we're peaceable folks, isn't it? I think that all in all it's best to just enjoy our drinks and talk."
"I'm Trellus. What's your name?"
Jake Tuesday April 4th, 2006 7:51:41 PM
Jake doesn't hear the insults, as his attention would probably be focused on another object of desire. Maybe even a new one, as time does pass quickly, and perhaps there are more interesting objects to be found in this village. In any case, right now he'd probably merely be scouting, preparing a battlefield, and the like.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday April 4th, 2006 8:16:49 PM
Gilan looks to the five men seated at the table and a low rumble begins in his throat. He has been feeling a little odd lately...like a more primal side has been coming out of him. Many of his little trips to the beach leave him wandering the great stretch of it, several miles from the village.
As first Ulgren and then Trellus come forward to comfront the men, though with different tactics...he cannot help but want to just rip some limbs off...maybe crunch some bones. "Would be fun to cause a little hurt." This comes out as an almost hiss as he glares down the men.
His pack having spent so much time with him have noticed suttle changes in his behavior and appearance. Getting meat that is only partially cooked, the rumbles of anger from his throat and his new wilder appearance. That is the most noticeable as his eyes have taken on a more wild look, his nails have grown into what could be called claws and if anyone cared to pay attention...the prominence of his canines, both lower and upper.
Got Crabs???? (DM Jim) Tuesday April 4th, 2006 11:12:21 PM
Graze enters the door and hears part of the comments thrown out by the young man, but he hangs back. He wants to see how the Bloodpack deals with it and he smiles as some seem to want to bash some heads, while the one who he guesses is the leader tries a little diplomacy. In his younger days he would have been one of those that knocked the man's block off.
The young man looks up as Ulgren comes over and speaks. Laughing in the drows face he still slurs his words some. "Bah...anyone can speak those words...I say you are no better than a mercenary." He looks back to his four partners who are snickering about the whole deal. "I say nothing will happen till they leave...then the monsters attack again and they come back to bleed us dry." He laughs again but it quickly dies as Ulgren speaks again and the man turns red with anger. "I will see you outside drow." The last is spit out and is more of an insult.
As Ulgren moves outside of the Mug and waits for the man, most likely with his cronies...Trellus is quick to step in to head things off. Still the young man is not about to take up anyone of an offer, not even for free booze. "Or maybe you are lackies of someone...he would not mind if you died...means more for him." He stands with a swift move and looks to the door. His four buddies stand as well and you can tell that things are going to go bad here.
The five of them roughly push past Trellus and head for the door, only to find it blocked by Graze. Graze has a cold look upon his face and a club in his good hand. The bartender has also shown up, a little off to the side, with a club of his own. Graze speaks in a clear and level voice but never takes his eyes off the young man. "Marcus...you don't want to do this. You are drunk and I will not allow this to happen." His eyes rove over everyone in the bar, taking note of those with drawn steel. "I will not allow these strangers to be hurt...they offer to help...they are under my protection and we have gone several days before with no attacks." Marcus makes a move to shove past Graze who steps to the side and the club finds the back of the man's head. Marcus goes out like a light and his four friends back up, their hands help before them. The bartender steps over shaking his head and then motions the four to their friend. "Take him home boys and let him sleep it off." Graze catches each of thier eyes as they step forward and life the lifeless form of thier friend. "You touch that man out there and I will hang everyone of you." His tone and manner brooks no arguements and the men nod as they swallow a lump. Ulgren will see the four men come out of the Mug holding their unconscious friend between them. They look sheepishly at the drow and then continue on into the night.
As things settle down Graze moves to the table that the Bloodpack is seated at. "I am sorry about that...Marcus is a good man, but has a fondness for the drink and trouble." Slipping the club back into his belt he runs his hand through his hair and sighs. "I will see you in the morning." With that he moves back outside of the Mug and most likely to his home.
With things more or less under control now and the hour getting late the bartender comes over. "Please feel comfortable here and don't take it personally...it is nice to be free of attacks at least for awhile. My wife and I actually sleep better knowing that you are here to help." He gives you all a smile and then moves off to get some sleep.
Jake finds himself caught by a young redhead near the door before he has a chance to retire for the night. She is plying him with her charms and seems to be getting somewhere with them.
It is early morning, maybe around five, when the alarm bells go off. Then the peaceful morning is brought to a crashing halt by the sounds of a scream of pain, followed by several more screams. They all seem to be coming from outside of the Mug and down near the beach.
Jake needs to make a Diplomacy DC 16 or end up going home with this young lady. Also a Spot DC 14 to see an older man in the corner of the room watching the two of you with some interest.
Need a watch order. Do those that have last watch, do this outside or inside of the Mug? If outside the beach is a fair piece away and not easily seen from the outside of the Mug. You could also spend watch on the balcony of the second or third floor, which would allow you to see out to the beach and part of the sea.
Spot DC 12 to notice that four others have drawn steel in the Mug. Sense Motive DC 12 to realize that they are on the drunk man's side.
Tishe' and Stripes Tuesday April 4th, 2006 11:43:47 PM
Dazed by Jakes incredibly long and lewd yarn, Tishe' shakes her head, "I feel I've lost a day of my life right now."
The three days pass quickly for the young girl, who also practices with her oaken quarterstaff with Grymash, Gilan, and Ulgren. After all, if she gets too hurt, Grymash can heal her up again!
Not present in the tavern at the instigation (taking a bath, you know) and following the same watch schedule from the first night, Tishe' is awakened by the bells, the watch, and Stripes yipping at the foot of her bed. She chucks her night pants and loose shirt and quickly girds for battle; bracers, cloak satchel, and 'grass pants o' plenty. And she is ready to run out of the Mug.
Outside, Tishe' (followed by a faithful Stripes) collects her bearings and, with the others, heads towards the fight.
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
NOTICE!!!! (DM Jim) Wednesday April 5th, 2006 5:04:00 AM
Just thought of something that I thought I should point out as both DM and a player.
I gave three days downtime. That mean that if you want the rest of those items could be identified if you all want. Just let me know if you do and Tishe' could cast the spell if she wants.
Just an idea if the group would like to make use of any of the items in this battle. :)
Trellus (Sub/Al) d20+9=27 Wednesday April 5th, 2006 12:54:10 PM
Trellus shrugs. Some dudes just have no sense no matter how much you talk to them. And better Graze handle this than having more bad feeling fall on the Pack.
"Thanks," Trellus waves as Graze leaves the Inn. "See you in the morning."
Jake doesn't seem too interested in casting his own spell. And the others in the Inn, they all look ... hostile is a good word. (Spot 27)
Trellus shakes his head. Some days, you have to wonder whether it's worth getting out of bed.
"I'm gonna call it a day," he informs the Pack. "I'll stand last watch." From the table, he picks up one of the magic items, the Ring of Improved Swimming. "I'll take this for now. Anyone wants it more, speak up." And he slips it on his finger.
The cleric wakes for last watch. As the morning, he wanders outside. Praying to Domi, Trellus makes a few adjustment in his spells for the day. And that's where things find him when the Alarms go off and things just start happening.
"Knew it couldn't last. Just as well." The alarms will call the rest of the Pack. Trellus casts a spell on himself before heading down to the beach.
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM)
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, u-Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Grymash Wednesday April 5th, 2006 8:02:37 PM
After things calm a little, he turns to his packmates and says, "Gry be proud of yaz who be trainin' fightin' and taken ya lumps. Yooz dudes get betters real gute!" The half-orc then points to a lump on his own head. "Looks, one of yazz got Gry wit da battle stick!! Gry no remembers who, but Gry say dat be shady. Yooz be beaters in no times at all!" Holding up a mug to the barkeep, Grymash anounces, "Brings more drinks for da Bloodpackers ... on Gry!!"
Anuk d20+12=23 d20+2=16 Wednesday April 5th, 2006 8:06:27 PM
Anuk, wary of Marcus and his friends (spot 23, sense motive 16) keeps a hand on the hilt of his longsword until the confrontation is over. "Well spoken, Trellus," he says to the cleric and raises a mug in his direction. "I'd rather save the fight for the crabs." When it's time to rest, he sleeps hard with the exception of his watch in the middle of the night. In the morning, the screams bring him awake quickly. "Light," he mutters as he dons his armor and weapons. "Looks like the town's lucky streak just ran out." He charges out into the early morning air toward the beach.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday April 5th, 2006 10:40:46 PM
Gilan shakes his head as he feels a little better at the way things were handled. He gives Graze a nod of his head and then slowly stands so that he can head to bed himself. "Think I will turn in as well." With that he moves off to his room for a little rest.
With no real watch orders he is up early the next morning before the rising of the sun. He had been talking to Trellus about the meeting that they had with Gargul. He had a feeling that things were not as they should be but was wondering if the cleric felt the same.
With the sound of the alarms he gives Trellus a wide grin. "Seems that we may get to work off a little steam after last night." He casts a simple spell upon himself as he races along with Trellus.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) Wednesday April 5th, 2006 11:04:19 PM
[OOC: Yes, can Tishe' Identify the rest of the stuff, and first person to claim will grab it for the battle?]
Tishe' grabs the Ring of Protection +2 and puts it on, and then casts Mage Armor from a scroll onto Mac (+4 armor bonus) to give him a little more protection.
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm, alarm, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Get the butter sauce or Bloodpack sushi. (DM Jim) Wednesday April 5th, 2006 11:18:17 PM
Tishe' is the first of those not on watch to be awakened. Her companion Stripes is at the end of her bed and yips at her to get up. The sounds of battle spring her into action and she hurries to get dressed. She gets outside to see Gilan and Trellus already racing down to the beach and the sound of fighting.
Trellus had slipped the ring for swimming onto his finger with no arguements from the others. His night had been rather restful and he was eager to take last watch. Gilan is with him on last watch and they both go about thier morning prayers. Still most of the other part of their watch was taken up by talks of thier meeting with Gargul.
Grymash had called for more drinks and with usual abandon he fell to sleep upon the table. The innkeeper just smiled and shook his head as he let the Bloodpack know that it was ok. Gry hears the pounding in his head early in the morning or at least that is what he thinks it is...or was that the warning bell??
Anuk is woken from his own sleep, partly by Stripes who's annoying yip was more than most wanted to hear this early in the morning. Another side of him had heard the bells and awoken to them as well. He is soon battle ready and beside Tishe' as they race out of the inn. He sees Gilan and Trellus already on the way to the beach.
Ulgren, Flea and Mac are the last to awaken. Mumbling about getting awoken this early they too get ready though a little slower than the rest and then head down. Much yawning goes on as they move though with the day being way too early.
Jake went home with the young lady that had been plying herself to him all night. He is loathe to get out of bed as he finds himself next to her. Still the alarm bells ring out and he suddenly starts. Did he bring any gear with him???
Trellus and Gilan make it to the beach, still at least sixty feet from the battle. Their eyes take in the situation with practiced ease. Five soldiers are facing off against two huge crabs, another one is scuttling up onto the beach and there is another just out of the water. Six soldiers are laying around on the beach, some screaming and some not moving at all. The crabs are huge and must stand at least ten feet and about sixteen feet across from end of shell to end of shell.
Battle map will be in the email soon. It is starting to storm here and I need to send it out after that. I maybe late posting tomorrow as well as it is suppose to storm here as well.
Al/Sub for Trellus - OoC Wednesday April 5th, 2006 11:27:55 PM
Could you send a map to me too? changa@charter.net
Jake Thursday April 6th, 2006 3:25:07 AM
Jake, luckily, tends to follow the motto be prepared. yah, right. As it is, when hearing the battle, his first reaction is to surge with an eagerness for battle. These past few days have been fun, but underneath all that fun-loving, Jake also loves battle. The fun of facing off with an opponent, and feeling the thrill of not knowing whether or not he'll be able to avoid the next blow... The pain as he's caught off guard, the swiftness of time as the battle is joined... All of this means that Jake has left his gear packed, readily in the inn. It only takes him a minute or so to run back to the inn, grab his gear, and dash off to see the battle.
(I assume this means I'll probably arrive about 5 rounds into the battle... Up TO DM!)
Trellus (Sub/Al) Thursday April 6th, 2006 11:23:54 AM
"We got to buy some time, Gil." Trellus says after surveying the situation. "Buy some advantage for those dudes down on the beach, and some time for the rest of the Pack to get out here."
"I'll try and slow one of them down a bit. See if there's anything you can do to occupy the others."
Trellus calls on Domi to shake up one of the crabs, then he moves 30 feet closer to the beach.
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Doom on one of the crabs currently engaged. Will Save vs DC18 or be Shaken (Duration 8 minutes from Wednesday April 5th, 2006 10:18:17 PM)
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, u-Doom, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, u-Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Grymash d20-2=14 d20+2=21 Thursday April 6th, 2006 9:22:51 PM "Huhh!!!" mumbles the half-orc as he lifts his head from the bar room table. His matted hair is partly sticking to the wooden surface. A combination of past spilled drinks and Gry's drool from his slumber. "Whuh datt!!??" the barbarian barks. (Int check 14, Wis check 21) He quickly stands to his feet and shoves his helmet over his head. The front door barely has time to open before the swift-footed Grymash goes rushing through it on his way to the beach. "CRRAABBBSSS!!!" he yells as he draws his double axe from his magic quiver.
(position where you think Gry should be.)
Gilan and Ciaran [barkskin] 8d6(5+2+6+2+5+1+6+2)=29 Thursday April 6th, 2006 10:46:01 PM
Gilan just nods to Trellus as he takes in the scene before them. He shakes his head as he tries to figure out what would work best. Making a quick decision he feels that rush of nature filling him as he points a finger towards the two crabs closest together and engaged by soldiers, but not catching them in the blast. A pillar of flame slams into the ground with what he hopes will be a nice effect.
Ciaran growls at his side as his brother begins the distance smash. His hair is raised and he seems eager to enter the fray as well. Both him and his brother have a slight wooden look to thier skin and fur.
[flamestrike - 29 damage or Reflex DC 20 for half]
I will be making a post tomorrow instead of today and then a make-up one Saturday. I am trying to get a workable map that will allow you to give position changes. Just that I do not have a map making program and have to do stuff the hard way.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) Thursday April 6th, 2006 11:12:52 PM
The brown-haired girl is outside when Anuk and then Grymash burst out of the door. The others are still coming through, but Tishe' calls worriedly. "Try and delay until the rest of the Pack get together. A braided rope is stronger than a thread!"
She pelts off (full run move) to see what the situation is at the beach.
Growling and yipping, Stripes easily keeps up with his human, the sounds of battle fill the air as his pack goes to protect the den of this fish-smelling pack. "Yip, yip Yip-YIP!"
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][600 rounds] +4 armor bonus
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended) Thursday April 6th, 2006 11:49:49 PM
Ulgren wakes up and darts for the door thankful that he doesnt have to grab any armour only his belt holding rapier and crossbow. The mage pauses for an instant to cast an extended Expeditious retreat on himself and moves 30 feet towards the beach.
Anuk (HP 52/52, AC 21) d20+12=26 d20+12=13 Thursday April 6th, 2006 11:53:24 PM
"Got it...no charging in too early...", Anuk replies to Tishe as he heads toward the beach. "We'll wait for you before we get too close!"
He follows Trellus and Gilan's trail, casting an eye on the scene to take it all in.
Spot 26 Listen 13
Crab Fight - 1. (DM Jim) d20+9=21 d20+9=11 Friday April 7th, 2006 3:26:23 PM
Jake is up with a start and eager for battle, but he finds that he is not ready for that. At least he has the common sense to put on his clothes before he rushes out of the house and to the inn. Once inside he races up the stairs to get ready for the battle, cursing his luck.
Trellus calls for support for the soldiers that are in a bad way. He calls upon the powers of Domi and tries to hamper the closest crab. Afterwards he moves forward and closer to the battle.
Grymash comes charging out of the Mug with an intent to destroy something. His double axe appears in his hand and he moves forward but does take the time to look over things. Though he is yelling all the time about crabs.
Gilan simply nods to Trellus as they usually have no reason to talk during battle. He calls down a pillar of flame upon the other crab that the soldiers face. He is hoping that Trellus can slow the other one and he can work on this one. Ciaran stays at his side fur still standing and growling, more than ready to enter the battle.
Tishe' has the same idea as most of the pack, delay the monsters for the rest to get there. She runs further out onto the beach to check out and see where she can be of help at. Stripes follows her yipping all the way.
Ulgren comes out of the inn and casts a simple spell upon himself. He also moves further down the beach to have a look at the problem. This time he plans to not be part of the dying though.
Anuk trails Gilan and Trellus as the move down the beach and to the battle. His bow is in hand and he is ready to start a missile barrage when needed and he is in range.
Mac and Flea both stop right outside the door of the Mug. They cannot believe the carnage that is taking place and they freeze for a couple of seconds.
Everyone can see the four soldiers, being led by Graze...who you had not recognized before. They are fighting for not only their own lives but those of family and friends in the village. Before your eyes one of the soldiers is lifted up in a large claw, while the other claw reaches down and neatly takes off his head. The crab waves the body around as if in victory. "Fall back...fall back!!" These are the words you hear Graze hollering as he himself falls back. His soldiers do the same but one takes a nasty hit as he does.
The crabs continue to move forward and pursue the soldiers up the beach. Soldier2 is struck again by a large claw and he appears to be slowing in the fight. The other two living soldiers are able to fend off the claws but for how long is the question.
The crab that Trellus tried his spell on does not seem to be effected. In fact he thinks he felt the spell just bounce off the things hard shell.
Jake will be able to get into the battle in 3 more rounds.
Map is in the email.
The last amulet that was not identified was an...Amulet of Natural Armor+1.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67) (Sub/Al) d20+13=30 d8+2=9 d20+8=28 Friday April 7th, 2006 3:56:06 PM
"Dudes, I think we got Spell Resistance here."
"Spell up with protection, I think we're gonna have to whack these beaters down."
Trellus lifts the symbol of Domi and a giant hammer appears next to the nearest crab. The hammer whacks down on the shell.
Rolls and Actions Cast Spiritual Weapon at K14 Hit C2 AC30 Damage 9 hp Against Spell Resistance 28 (Nat 20)
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 8/8 round from Friday April 7th, 2006 2:26:23 PM)
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, u-Doom, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, u-Owls Wisdom, Spiritual Weapon (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
OoC - Nice Map, Jim.
Jake - Round 1 Friday April 7th, 2006 7:35:23 PM
Running, running, running... Jake is reminded of those races they used to do around the Rattledam village. Or, more likely, those times he'd be running to avoid punishment...
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended) d20+7=26 d20+7=10 2d6(4+1)+7=12 2d6(3+2)+7=12 Friday April 7th, 2006 10:37:26 PM
Ulgren moves 45 feet forward to O22 where the drow mage rapidly drops both hands to his side and rapidly raises both causing a shimmering Wall of Fire to raise up from the sand from A9 to Y9. The wall springs forth on C1 and C4 (SR 26 and 10) for 12 points of damage each.
Mac (AC:19, HP:74/74, Shield of Faith (+2)) Saturday April 8th, 2006 12:24:04 AM
In the few seconds he has paused at the door he reflects on the last few days. His not taking offence at the drunk - letting those that can talk it through. His not joining in the fighting training - only because he had a question he had to answer. How do you defeat something that is armoured, the size of a small building, and has claws the size of... what... a fully grown wolf?
Trellus' last words cut through the reflection. He steps 30' forward from the doorway (from T32 to U26) and drinks the one potion he didn't pocket (Potion of Shield of Faith (+2)) before speaking. "Ready... go with the Make Big Stick on Gry, me an' anyone else whos going with the 'whack these beaters down' plan. An' try to come at them on an angle!" "Nice fires guys!"
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) Sunday April 9th, 2006 3:07:53 PM
Rooting her feet in the sand, Tishe' calls upon the power of Mother Wold to protect the soldiers so bravely defending thier homes. Her eyes glaze and her hands whip up in a holding pattern to point towards Crab2. "Animal of water and land, be rooted like the grass and do..not..move!" (Casts Hold Animal DC 14)
Stripes keeps up his yips and calls to gather the rest of the hunting pack. He will let none of these things come near his human while she's doing her part.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][559 rounds] +4 armor bonus
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Gilan and Ciaran [barkskin] 8d6(6+5+6+3+2+4+3+5)=34 Sunday April 9th, 2006 6:24:22 PM
Gilan shakes his head as Trellus speaks. "I don't think so...my spell was effective...I had to of resisted." Calling on the Mother to help him once again he pulls up the power to drop another pillar of fire.
As the pillar slams into crab1, hopefully with some effect. He shakes his head as he looks to Trellus. "I am out of spells that will damage from a distance...I fear that I will need to close before long." He looks over the crabs with a slightly feral grin. Just looking he can tell they have the reach on any of them but he would need to chance it.
[flamestrike - 34 damage or Reflex DC 20 for half]
Graham - Lets look at officializing the taur changes after this combat is over, which will be the end of the module. As for the height, weight and loss of darkvision will be easy. If you need you can make some reference to your height and weight in a post, kind of a put it out on the table type of thing. Darkvision can be taken care of when you take a watch outside...we will kind of pretend that Mac has never been able to see in the dark. Lets try to keep it as out of game with the changes as possible when we can. None of this, "He I us to be able to see in the dark...what happened?". That could get hard to deal with in-game wise.
MikeK - You did not receive a copy of the battle map? I was sure that I sent it out to you as well. Do you want me to send you the old one or wait for the one for Monday's battle update?
Thanks for the play on Trellus during MikeK's absence Al. Well done.
Anuk (HP 52/52, AC 21 - manyshot, precise shot) d20+8=19 d8+2=3 d8+2=6 d6=5 d6=6 Sunday April 9th, 2006 10:14:41 PM
Anuk pulls up short alongside Gilan and Trellus (P23). "I agree, Gilan...we will need to close soon. I'll see if I can soften him up a bit more before then." He nocks two arrows and with a single shot they whiz off towards the giant crab(C1), crackling and humming as they go.
Bonuses and stuff: Attack = +8 (BAB +1 for mw arrows -4 manyshot) Dmg = +2 Str bonus Precise shot: can fire into melee without penalty
Grymash (ac23, hp94, bulls strength) Monday April 10th, 2006 7:52:09 AM
The half-orc moves in as close as he can get without getting within reach of the giant ocean beasts. To avoid allowing the crab to take advantage of its superior reach. During which he casts a spell. His bulk seems to grow a little.
(cast Bulls Strength)
Flea (AC 21, 53 HP-Hasted) Monday April 10th, 2006 7:57:17 AM
Flea clicks the heels of her boots* together and sprints towards the beach after he pack-mates, one of her wands gripped tightly in her hand.
DM Sanity Info:
Position: Move 40 ft. (2x base speed) to Q26
Right hand, wand of Magic Missile
*Boots of Speed-p. 250 DMG guide-act as though affected by a Haste Spell...p. 239 PHB) 1/10 rounds (not required to be consecutive rounds)
Crab Fight - 2. (DM Jim) d20+9=28 d20+9=29 Monday April 10th, 2006 11:08:03 PM
Trellus calls out about spell resistance so that the others are warned. He then calls up a hammer that takes a wack at a crab2. Though the hammer smashes into the shell it appears to have done no damage at all.
Jake is busy inside The Mug getting his gear together and prepared for the battle. He mutters all the time he is moving and making sure that he does not forget anything.
Ulgren moves further foward and then calls a wall of fire into being that crosses over two of the crabs. His hope is to slow down the crabs for the soldiers to fall back.
Mac has a few seconds of doubt as he looks at the large monsters before the pack. Still he cannot stand by and let innocents be hurt. He drinks down the only potion that he has in his hand as he calls out for a little making big magic.
Tishe' follows along with the rest of the group in trying to slow down the monsters that have found their way onto the beach. He friend is right at her side, not about to let anything get to her if he can help it.
Gilan adds his two cents on the spell resistance as he own spell seemed to have gotten through. He calls forth another pillar of flame and then starts to think about more direct combat methods.
Anuk pulls forward to stand near Gilan and Trellus. He lets off a pair of missiles at a crab1, trying to soften it up further. That is the plan that he has as he comments about those that will be needing to get closer real soon.
Grymash races forward to get a little closer to the fight. He casts what would be a simple spell that leaves his body aquiver with power, as muscles swell in size.
Flea activates her boots and springs down the beach after her packmates. In her hand is one of her wands that she is hoping will do some good in this fight.
The soldiers once again pull back as the try to keep the crabs busy and let those more trained for this into the fight. Graze looks to the group as another of his men goes down and gives a wane smile. "Fall back to the pits and use those crossbows." He now only has two guards that are moving away with him to man the crossbows.
All of the crabs charge forward as if nothing had happened to them. Two of the crabs(1&2) both nearly run over the two soldiers that are in front of them, trampling both soldier with sharp feet.
Crabs AC - 20
Jake has 2 round left to enter battle from The Mug.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) Monday April 10th, 2006 11:20:56 PM
"Well, that didn't work", mutters Tishe', and now the crabs are closer and there are none of her summonings about to help her friends. "Which can be soon corrected", she says again, and begins the weaving of a complicated spell.
Weaving a pattern in the air with hands and voice, Tishe' calls across the magical barriers of the Wold for a Celestial companion (Summon III)
Stripes stops yipping, but moves in front of Tishe' with hackles raised, ready to leap forward if a crab gets too close.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][558 rounds] +4 armor bonus
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Grymash (ac23, hp94, bulls strength) d20+10=11 d20+10=22 d8+26=30 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 12:43:04 AM
Grymash takes a more tactical position in front of Ulgren and out of the forward charge of the giant crabs (moving to O-20). "Ulgren, get backs!!" He readies his double axe and waits to receive the oncoming crustation. (Ready an action: when crab moves into reach, Gry will swing his axe.)
(Power attack -7hit/+14dam, twohanded. HitAC: 11, hero point reroll: 22. Damage: 30. double axe is a +1 weapon, if it matters.)
Flea AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=22 4d4(4+3+2+4)+1=14 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 6:18:12 PM
Flea doesn't like the looks of the crab-thing on the far left. It might make a run for the village, or worse, try and flank the party. The rogue aims her wand (UMD=22) and firey balls of magical energy streak towards the creature (14 pts dmg. from magic missile to C4) Flea reaches for her other wand, the healing one, with her left hand.
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 9/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 3/50 charges used
Gilan [HP: 69/69 - AC: 22] and Ciaran [HP: 80/80 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength] Tuesday April 11th, 2006 6:57:12 PM
Gilan smiles as he pulls up more power from Mother and channels it into another spell. He can feel his own muscles swell with power as they increase in size. His eyes sparkle as he looks over the crabs and decides on his next move. "Not going to be pretty."
Ciaran hunches himself as he makes ready to throw himself into or out of the fight. He can tell that his brother is about to do something that maybe crazy but he does not care. Ciaran also feels his own body fill with power as his own muscles expand with new power. A low growl rolls from his throat as he takes in the crabs.
Mac (AC:20, HP:74/74, Shield of Faith (+2)) d20+15=28 3d6(5+2+2)+12=21 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 7:05:28 PM
Waiting as long as possible for any magical augmentation that might be coming his way, Mac then moves 25' and sizes up his crabby opponent with a swing of his greataxe (hits AC:28 for 21 damage - not counting any mods for spells not cast yet)
Notes: Movement - U26 15' to S24, then 10' to S22, where Mac also occupies T22 with reach to hit. Weapon - Large Adamantine Greataxe +3
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer, Spt Wpn?, Owls Wisdom) d20+13=27 d8+2=3 d20+8=9 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 8:04:04 PM [OOC - Jim, if the crabs did succeed in a resistance check against the hammer, the spell would be dispelled and the hammer would disappear. The resistance check is only against the first blow.]
Trellus looks about in disgust. Spells not having any effect is not something he's used to. "I don't think we can weave with all of them at once," he says. "Concentrate on these two (C3 and C4) right here."
The cleric casts a spell to help his friends out. [Prayer]
If Spiritual Weapon still active - Hit C2 AC27, Miss nat 1 Damage 3 hp
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer (Duration 1/8): +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Note of Importance. Tuesday April 11th, 2006 9:30:56 PM
Just to let you all know, in case you want to change a post. You should be aware of the following that should be obvious but I may not have said plain.
1) Crabs have 15' reach. 2) No spell resistance at all. 3) Crabs do have damage reduction 10.
I am also holding off on a post in case a few of the late ones want to jump in here and do something. :)
DM Jim
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Wall of Fire, Haste (extended) Tuesday April 11th, 2006 10:24:56 PM
Ulgren shakes his head and mutters, "thats not good." The drow stops concentrating on the wall of fire and moves to U22 where he grasps his Rod of Extend and casts Haste on himself and six of his packmates: Mac, Grymash, Trellus, Anuk, Gilan, and Flea. The mage then shouts out, "Its the best I can do for a group so use it well!"
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4 - dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=15 d20+13=31 d8+5=11 d8+5=6 d6=4 d6=1 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 12:01:08 AM
"Shady, Ulgren...thanks! We're gonna have some good eatin' after this is over. YAAAAGGGHHH!!" Zipping along, the newly hasted Anuk moves forward toward a crab in front of him (C4) until he is about 30' away (not sure where the crab has moved to at this point), nocking and firing 2 arrows at a time when he gets there. The first set of arrows goes wide, but the second find their mark.
"How's that feel?!"
Attack 1: Hits AC 15 Attack 2: Hits AC 31 Arrow 1 damage 15, Arrow 2 damage 7.
Bonuses and stuff:
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste)
Prayer (1/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (1st round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4) - prayer, haste, manyshot]
Crab Fight - 3. (DM Jim) d20+14=25 d10+3=9 d10+3=11 d20+14=27 d20+14=28 d20+14=28 d20+14=23 d20+14=34 d20+14=26 3d6(3+2+3)+8=16 3d6(6+4+5)+8=23 3d6(2+6+2)+8=18 3d6(5+3+2)+8=18 3d6(4+4+5)+8=21 5d6(6+4+6+1+1)+8=26 d20+24=35 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 12:54:33 PM
Tishe' is confident in her abilities to call up help and she can see that it is going to be needed. So she concentrates on getting in a summoned creature that can lend a hand. Stripes moves in front of his human and stands his ground.
Grymash moves in front of Ulgren and plants himself for the attack that will come at him. As he studies the crabs he knows that they will have the reach on him...heck they even have reach on Mac.
Flea makes her decision and fires off a series of missiles from the wand in her hand at the closest crab4. As she does she reaches for the other wand that she has, feeling that healing maybe the order in a few minutes.
Gilan knows that his next move will be to close and close fast. He casts the same spell that Grymash cast a few minutes ago. Ciaran drops into a crouch as he makes himself ready to follow his brother.
Mac waits for as long as he can and feels no spells coming his way so he does what he can. He moves and then slams his axe into the shell of the crab. He will notice hairline fractures in the shell but not much else.
Trellus calls upon a prayer that will aid his friends as he can see this will not be an easy one. It appears that magic will not be the save all and that bothers him. He calls out orders as he hammer slams into the crab again but with little effect.
Ulgren can see that more is going to be needed and he calls upon his own powers to speed up his friends. Several of them feel the effects of haste take effect upon them.
Anuk fires off a series of arrow. One skids off the crabs armor but the other two hit home, but the damage seems minimal.
The last of Graze's soldiers have been neatly ground into the sand to leave bloody stains. Graze himself falls back to an area that he had prepared earlier. He comes up with a crossbow and fires off a single bolt at the closest crab. "Rally to me." You hear the call but know it is not for you as you notice another six soldiers come out of the nearest house. It seems that Graze had been prepared.
Crab1 moves forward but seems a little disoriented with all the little things running around on the sand. Though the crab does turn when it feels the bite of a bolt into its flesh.
Crab2 moves forward and takes a swipe at Gilan with it large claw [hit: 27 and damage: 16].
Crab3 moves forward but not into range for Grymash to take a swing at the crab. Still it can reach him with it's greater reach and a claw swishes out at Grymash [hit: 28 and damage: 23].
Crab4 finds that it does not have to move as Mac comes to it. As he moves within range the crab takes a swing at him [AoA - hit: 28 and damage: 18]. Without a sound it throws another pair of assaulting claws at him [hit: 23/34*crit26* and damage: 18/21*crit26*].
Mac needs to make a Grapple Check versus 35 or be caught in the things right giant claw.
Jake is almost ready to enter the battle with 1 round left. As you can see he is at the door and should step out with my next post then he can make a move.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+10=16 5d6(4+3+4+3+1)=15 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 6:06:02 PM
(OOC: MAC has a Mage Armor spell on from when stepping out of the tavern)
Tishe's weaving done, a Celestial Bison appears directly in front of C3, well within its 15' reach. The bison blows and immediately attacks
Concentrating on C3, she strikes with a lightning bolt for 15 damage
Stripes stops yipping, but moves in front of Tishe' with hackles raised, ready to leap forward if a crab gets too close.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][558 rounds] +4 armor bonus Augmented Celestial Bison: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt, fly, summon III
Just moved this post after my DM post for ease of reading. ~~ DM Jim :)
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=31 d20+13=16 d20+9=11 d8+5=8 d8+5=9 d6=4 d6=4 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 7:39:18 PM
From his position on the beach, Anuk continues to rain arrows on the crab (C4), but most of the arrows continue to bounce off the thing's shell.
Atk 1: hits AC 31 for 25 pts (Arrow 1 - 12 pts, Arrow 2 - 13 pts) Atk 2: hits AC 16 Atk 3: hits AC 11
Bonuses and stuff:
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste)
Prayer (2/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (2nd round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Grymash (ac26, hp61/94, bulls strength, prayer, haste, fighting defensive) d20=1 d20+10=23 d8+24=28 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 7:59:10 PM
(my readied action was meant for the crab's claw when he reached in to attack)
Grymash growls as anger begins to swell within him. Must keep control, must keep control as long as he can. He then attempts to feign one direction (Bluff check: 1) only to defensively roll around the other way and avoid an oncoming claw. Once in reach, Grymash strikes at the beast with his double axe. (move P-17)
Will make the change. Was not sure if you meant the whole crab or just the claw.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 2/8, Spt Wpn 3/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) d20+13=22 d8+2=9 d20+8=13 4d8(4+4+2+7)+7=24 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 8:29:52 PM This is gonna get totally bright, Trellus tells himself. We need to get bigger.
"Gilan? You still got that Enlarge Person wand? Gry and Mac are gonna need it." And Jake too, if he ever gets out here.
Gry is hit. Trellus moves in to help, trying to come in behind the barbarian. Maybe the crab will be too occupied.
[Move to Q19, pulling out CCW wand. Cure Gry for 24 hp]
Spiritual Weapon - Hit C2 AC22, Miss ac 13 Damage 9 hp
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer (Duration 1/8): +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan [HP: 69/85 - AC: 22] and Ciaran [HP: 96/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] Wednesday April 12th, 2006 8:55:23 PM
Gilan skitters back as he casts yet another spell as he glances sideways at Trellus. "Nope gave the wand to someone else...Tishe' I believe has it now." He watches the crab as it moves and shakes his own head. Will they never get a break.
"Next round I am taking the fight to them...no matter the consequences." He lets a hand touch Ciaran for only a second as he can know the position of his brother. Ciaran can feel his brother tense and knows the time for attack is coming soon.
Tishe' (second post) Wednesday April 12th, 2006 11:14:59 PM
"I've got the wand! Maybe I can make Mac big enough to have the crabs at a disadvantage!" (That is, if he survives long enough, she thinks to herself)
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) Thursday April 13th, 2006 9:00:00 AM
The drow shakes his head and begins to move towards the relative safety of his packmates when Trellus calls out for Mac and Gry to be enlarged. The drow abrubtly turns and moves to O21 where he extends one hand and casts Enlarge on Grymash. "I got Gry," the drow cries out as if the now overly large halforc was easy to miss. "Get Mac if you can or I will in a minute."
Flea ( AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=32 4d4(3+4+2+1)+1=11 Thursday April 13th, 2006 9:53:26 PM
Flea stays out of the way of the giant crabs and aims here wand. Whispering the trigger word she fires another series at the creature giving Mac a hard time. (UMD=32, 11 pts. dmg. C4.)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 9/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 3/50 charges used
Crab Fight - 4. (DM Jim) d20+14=33 d20+14=29 d20+14=19 d20+14=21 d20+14=20 3d6(3+2+3)+8=16 3d6(5+1+4)+8=18 3d6(4+3+4)+8=19 3d6(1+3+6)+8=18 3d6(4+5+1)+8=18 d8+4=6 d8+4=10 d8+4=10 d8+4=6 d8+4=9 d8+4=6 d8+4=9 Friday April 14th, 2006 2:53:13 PM
Tishe' calls forth a bolt of lightning that rips into crab3 flesh. While her celestial bison slams into the crab as well, but cannot get a solid hit.
Anuk fires off a series of arrows, most clatter of the crab4's shell but two slam home. Though the arrows do little damage on thier own, the shock that follows passes over it's shell.
Grymash had smashed into the things claw last round but it was not enough to stop it. This time around his bluff is not enough to fool the crab2, though he does move in and take a swing at the crab. His blade bites into crab flesh.
Trellus calls out about the enlarge wand but finds that Gilan does not have it. He moves and taps Gry with the feel good stick. His hammer takes another swipe at the crab2 but misses this time around.
Gilan backs off out of the way of the crab1 and casts yet another spell. Ciaran falls back with him as he watches the crab1 with hackles up. They are both prepared to throw themselves into the fight the next round and forget the concequences.
Ulgren is able to get to Grymash without getting hit. He then enlarges the half-orc with one of his own spells, hopefully freeing Tishe' to get to Mac.
Flea once again aims her wand at crab4 and sends a series of little missiles slamming into it. She is hoping to give Mac a little help with his own crab.
Mac is stuck in the giant claw that decended on him. He seems too stunned to do anything as the crab lifts him off the ground.
Jake is standing in the doorway of the Mug and ready to fight. He just needs to cover all that ground and get into the battle for sure.
Crab1 seems to stop and just stare at the men that are gathering with crossbows.
Crab2 moves to follow Gilan and Ciaran as they pull back a little further. A pair of large claws shoot out at Gilan as Ciaran tries to run interference [hit: 33/29 and damage: 16/18].
Crab3 finds the now enlarged Grymash to be a nice target and both claws tear at him as well [hit: 21/20 and damage: 18/18]. Grymash finds himself being hit ahead of his moving in on the crab3 [AoA - hit: 19 and damage: 19].
Crab4 is holding Mac in one of it's claws as it flops him around a little like a doll. It does not do anything else though or even do any damage to him. It is almos like a kid playing with a new toy.
Graze and the six militia men that came out to meet up with him, each pull up a crossbow and bolts fly. Unfortunately all the bolts bounce off of crab1's armored shell.
Because of a mistake on my part I had to go back and figure in damage from past Spiritual Weapon damage. Sorry about that MikeK.
Good to go Jake.
Will try to get a map out between storms.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+10=27 d8+11=18 d20+4=8 d20+4=5 Saturday April 15th, 2006 5:40:24 AM
The brown-haired girl begins to reach into her pants o' plenty but stops. With Mac off the ground in the giant crab's claw, there is no way that the spellweaver will be able to touch him!
Tishe' thinks furiously and tries something different. Feeling the life drain away from Mac, Tishe' calls upon the power of the Tear of the Dragon (free action) and sends healing to the taur. (Mac gets 10 hit points, Tishe' loses 30)
The brown-haired girl then puts her hands in her pockets. "Blue ribbon scroll!", she tells her pants, and the hand with the Mark of Gargul comes out with a scroll tied with blue ribbon. Opening the scroll, she utters the final command phrase, and activates the Summon Monster V. (5th level spell: 8 fail). Feeling resistance, Tishe' makes a heroic effort to call forth a large monster (Hero Point reroll), but fails utterly (5th level spell: nat 1!) The scroll turns blank and the spell is lost, too much for the HookCity mage.
The augmented Celestial Bison snorts and whacks the giant crab he is up against, his massive head striking with a sharp cracking sound for 18 points of damage.
Stripes stops yipping, but moves in front of Tishe' with hackles raised, ready to leap forward if a crab gets too close.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][557 rounds] +4 armor bonus
Augmented Celestial Bison: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Arcane White; message, dancing lights, prestidigitation, flare, light Red; alarm*, alarm*, shield, identify, mount Orange; rope trick, glitterdust, scorching ray, web Green; lightning bolt*, fly, summon III
Gilan [HP: 101/101 - AC: 24] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 96/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] Saturday April 15th, 2006 9:19:22 PM
Gilan back up out of the crabs reach with a feral grin. His body starts to melt as he slowly stoops to put his hands upon the ground. A spiny ridge pops out along his back as fur pops out all over his body. As he fully takes on the form of a large lion, you can tell that this is no ordinary lion but something more primal. The bony ridges above his eyes and around his shoulders tells of something a little more prehistoric.
Letting out a roar he challenges the crab that is close to him. He moves from foot to foot as if readying himself for something that will most likely put him into a fierce fight with the huge crustaceon.
Ciaran does not even seem to care that his brother just changed forms. He knows his brother in all forms that he takes just by his smell and something deeper. Ciaran sets himself to follow his brother into battle.
Jake Sunday April 16th, 2006 4:50:24 AM
Jake rushes across the field to end up next to Trellus this round. "Ah'm here!" he announces to the pack, and grins at them all. "And ready!" he continues, drawing his sword and regarding the crabs. "Ah... what the heck are those things?" He finishes...not perhaps the best finish ever.
Flea ( AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=32 4d4(2+4+2+1)+1=10 Sunday April 16th, 2006 9:28:09 PM
"Mac!" cries the gnome, "fight back!" Aiming her wand, the gnome seamlessly discharges another series of missiles at her foe, taking care to avoid the minotaur in its grasp. (10 pts. magic missile dmg. C4)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 11/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 3/50 charges used
Grymash (ac25, hp85/94, bulls strength, prayer, haste, enlarged, fighting defensive) d20+15=34 d20+15=32 d20+10=24 2d6(6+3)+25=34 2d6(5+6)+25=36 2d6(4+2)+25=31 Monday April 17th, 2006 7:50:07 AM
Grymash grins after realizing his increased size, and the fact that all the crab's attacks missed him. Also, Grymash greatly appreciates the 'feel good' magic from Trellus. He then turns to the crab with renewed confidence, "Now yooz crab gets ta pick on uh beater yooz own size ... stupid piggie!" The half-orc unleashes a barrage of deadly attacks of his own.
[HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=29 d20+13=32 d20+9=17 d8+5=11 d8+5=11 d6=1 d6=1 d8+5=11 d8+5=8 d6=4 d6=6 Monday April 17th, 2006 10:57:17 AM
"Mac!" Anuk watches in horror as the body of the taur flops this way and that. With lightning speed another series of arrows is loosed on the crab (C4).
Attack 1: Arrow 1: Hits AC 29 for 12 pts (11 pts +1 electrical) Arrow 2: Hits AC 29 for 12 pts (11 pts +1 electrical)
Attack 2: Arrow 1: Hits AC 32 for 15 pts (11 pts +4 electrical) Arrow 2: Hits AC 32 for 14 pts (8 pts +6 electrical)
Attack 3: HIts AC 17
53 pts total (41 pts +12 electrical)
Bonuses and stuff:
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste)
Prayer (3/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (3rd round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Ulgren: AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) Monday April 17th, 2006 9:30:43 PM
Ulgren does his best to back away from the giant crab and moves behind Mac where he casts his last Enlarge on the taur. "Be careful big guy." Ulgren then faces the crab and shakes his head, "man these guys are huge."
Crab Fight - 5. (DM Jim) d20+14=19 3d6(3+5+5)+8=21 d20+20=30 d20+14=28 d20+14=25 3d6(2+3+2)+8=15 3d6(5+6+3)+8=22 d20+14=27 d20+14=33 3d6(5+4+4)+8=21 3d6(3+2+3)+8=16 d20+20=26 d20+20=28 d20+14=25 5d6(3+3+2+4+6)+8=26 d8+4=11 d8+4=12 d8+4=8 d8+4=7 d8+4=11 d8+4=8 d8+4=11 Monday April 17th, 2006 11:53:59 PM
Tishe' can see that using the enlarge wand will not be possible so she goes with another idea and sends healing into Mac through her gem. Though she tries to call forth another creature with a scroll she is unsuccessful. He celestial bull is able to smash into it with a good whack. Stripes stays in front of her though to protect her from harm.
Gilan falls back once again and then changes into a more combat oriented form. He lets out a roar as he challenges the crab. Ciaran falls back as well as he waits for the true fight to begin.
Jake rushes down the beach and is able to reach the side of Trellus with a slightly abashed look. At least he is finally here but he is not sure what is going on for sure.
Flea uses her missile wand to once again slam the crab that is now holding Mac. She does not have to worry too much about hitting him as the missiles swerve to hit the crab dead on.
Grymash is able to dodge all the attacks thrown at him. He then unleashes a series of attacks of his own. He yells as he attacks though it is obvious the crab does not understand.
Anuk watches as Mac is lifted and then shooken like a rag doll in the crabs grip. He fires off a series of missiles hoping to get his new friend free.
Ulgren moves over to get at Mac but is unable to do so as he cannot reach the taur while he is being held. He waits and watches as the big crab flops Mac around.
Mac finds himself flopping around and unable to do much as the large crab snaps at him with it's free claw.
Trellus is a little surprised with the turn of events and fails to make a move this round. Or maybe it is the fact that Jake just showed up and he is thinking of pummeling him.
Graze and his men fire off another barrage of bolts at the retreating form of crab1. A few of them find flesh but do not seem to do very much harm to the huge crab.
Crab1 scuttles over in the direction of the now enlarged Grymash. It hurtles a single claw at him as it tries to grapple him [hit: 19 and damage: 21 ; grapple: 30].
Crab2 moves forward a little and once again swipes at Gilan with it's greater reach [hit: 28/25 and damage: 15/22].
Crab3 does not seem overly concerned about Grymash having gotten any larger as it makes a grab for him with both claws [hit: 27/33 and damage: 21/16 ; grapple: 26/28].
Crab4 lines Mac up and throws him at Tishe', which sends him through Ulgren as well [hit: 25 and damage: 26 , half if Reflex DC 22].
Grymash is still a size category smaller than the crabs. If both crabs are able to grapple him then he will be unable to attack as the each pull on him. :)
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+6=26 d20+4=20 d3=2 d20+8=16 d20+8=14 d20+10=12 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 6:04:39 AM
Uncannily aware of what's going around her, Tishe' senses the crab's attack and jumps out of the way, only getting spun around by Mac's Huge body flying through the space (natural 20!)(13 damage)
Continuing her spin and backs up to clear some fighting room with Crab4 (move back 30 feet). While moving, she puts her hand in her pocket for "the green ribbon, please" and another scroll appears in her hand.
Gripping the scroll tightly, Tishe' feels that her luck must be better than last time, and activates the summoning spell from the scroll (success! 20)
Immeidately, she calls the Summon Monster IV spell to bring her more Celestial Bisons and two more appear and immediately attack Crab4! Bison 2 strikes at the hard shell (AC 16) and Bison 3 runs towards a leg (AC 14) both missing
Bison 1 tries to attack and is again thwarted by the many legs and claws of Crab4 (AC 12)
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][557 rounds] +4 armor bonus
1 Augmented Celestial Bison [2 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8 2 Celestial Bison [7 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [7 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Grymash (ac23, hp48/94, bulls strength, prayer, haste, enlarged) d20+22=41 d20+15=29 d20+13=18 d20+13=29 d20+8=19 d8+15=21 d8+15=19 d8+10=18 d8+10=16 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 8:04:24 AM
Crab1 makes a futile attempt to grab the enlarged half-orc. However crab3 puts on a better performance.
(Opposed Grapple check: 41)
Grymash smiles a little when the crab tries to grapple him. He finally gets to use his spikey armor spikes for the first time. They attempt to pierce the tough shell of the giant crab. There's always room for armor spikes. He proves not to be a very pleasant thing to grab hold of.
Jake (AC 28, hp 59/59) d20+12=31 d10=6 d6=4 d6=3 d6=5 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 6:29:01 PM
Jake shows up and examines the situation. Those bisons have gotta be Tishe's usual magic. And hopefully, they'll keep the fourth crab busy and out of the battle a bit. Two of the crabs are picking on Grymash, and the other is engaging Gilan. He's gotta help either the half-orc, who is clobbered if he's outnumbered, or the druid...who has a big dog aiding him. So, it's to Grymash he goes rushing. Seeing the ferocious assault Gry launched on one of them last round, Jake rushes in to try and help finish that one off. He's now sweating a little from all this running, and it's a good warmup for a battle to get his blood pumping. He crosses the distance, making a V-line for the crab's blind spot at its rear. It probably gets a chance to swing at him as he enters its reach (provoking an AoO). But, as he moves into flanking position, he grins and picks out some weaker looking tendons. He jumps forward and slashes deep into this sensitive area, then twists his sword around in the wound just slightly before withdrawing it. (with flanking bonus, hit AC 31. I did 6 base damage, 4 freezing damage, 8 sneak attack from flanking damage, 2 specialization damage, 1 enhancement damage, 4 strength damage. 25 damage total! Hoodyhoo!) Hopefully this finishes off the crab, leaving Gry the chance ot deal out his great punishment to the other crab with his axe.
Jake Tuesday April 18th, 2006 6:31:02 PM
(I just realized.. something in grapple can't be attacked by another person ulness with a small weapon... So I might not be able to attack the crab. If this is the case, assign my entire action to the other crab Gry is fighting, the one that isn't grappling. I think Gry can probably finish off that one crab by himself, and Jake can distract the other crab's attention to himself...)
Stephen ooc. Tuesday April 18th, 2006 8:50:09 PM
(In grappling, only the "grapplers" are restricted to use of only light weapons. Any other combatants, that arent grappling or being grappled, have no such penalty. In fact, non-grappling combatants get bonuses to hit opponents that are grappling because grapplers cant apply their Dex bonus to AC from outside attacks.)
Jake ooc Tuesday April 18th, 2006 9:21:07 PM
(sweet! I get free sneak attacks against those guys? I never realized that rule. Kinda makes thief-y guys more interesting.
Gilan [HP: 86/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 96/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] d20+20=25 d20+20=40 d20+20=37 d20+15=22 d20+19=23 d20+19=25 d6+8=13 d6+8=12 d8+4=6 d6+5=6 d6+5=6 2d6(5+6)+8=19 d20+15=17 d8+10=13 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 9:50:07 PM
Gilan, in his new form, takes the first hit from the crab but is able to dodge to the side of the second attack. With another primal roar he throws himself into the battle, easily covering the ground and pouncing onto the back of the crab. His teeth and claws go to work upon the thing as he vents all his flustration.
Ciaran finds that he is now able to move in and follow the attacks of his brother. The crab being distrated by the dire lion gives him the advantage of not getting hit for moving in on the huge crab.
[Gilan - hit: 25/40*crit37*/22/23/25 and damage: 13/12*crit19*/6/6/6; Ciaran - hit: 19 and damage: 13]
Graham - What you have said about Mac seems about right to me. Though you do not need to play with the new AC and HP if you don't want too...at least not yet.
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=28 d20+13=16 d20+9=12 d8+5=12 d8+5=8 d6=1 d6=3 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 11:45:47 PM
"Good to see you here, Jakey!" Anuk calls out. With Mac free of the crab's claw and Tishe's bison, Anuk continues his attacks on the beast, hoping to bring it down soon.
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 prayer)
Prayer (4/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (4th round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 4/8, Spt Wpn 5/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) 4d8(4+7+8+4)+7=30 d20+13=33 d20+13=23 d20+8=27 d8+2=7 d8+2=8 d8+2=9 d8+2=6 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 12:42:46 AM
Trellus taps Gry with the healing wand again.
[CCW wand. Cure Gry for 30 hp]
Spiritual Weapon - Hit C2 nat 20, crit threat ac 23 Damage 7 hp, 24 if critical 2nd attack hit ac 27, damage 6 hp
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer (Duration 1/8): +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Mac (HP:-2/84 -- unconscious, prone, etc) Wednesday April 19th, 2006 3:46:07 AM
Reaching the end of his airborn arc, Mac is winded by his landing and his face poughs the sand.
OOC: If I was playing with the new stats, etc, Mac would already be dead.
Crab Fight - 6. (DM Jim) d20+9=20 d20+18=38 d20+18=28 2d8(2+6)+12=20 4d8(4+2+6+2)+12=26 d20+14=30 d20+14=30 3d6(4+1+6)+8=19 3d6(6+3+4)+8=21 d20+20=38 d20+18=35 3d6(1+4+3)+8=16 d20+20=35 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 3:17:20 PM
Tishe' is able to spin out of the way of Mac's flying body, but still she catches at least part of his fist as he passes. Still she is able to move back and pulls a scroll as she moves. She summons up another two bisons, that leaves three of them attacking the crab...to little effect.
Grymash finds that he is able to slip out of the grasp of both crabs with all their attempts. Still the one that comes the closest to grabbing him gets a nice bit of ripping damage from the spikes.
Jake slips around and comes at the crab and it being distracted by Grymash does not get a swing at him. He cuts in at the legs and other tender parts that he can see and does a nice bit of damage.
Gilan's new form allows him to charge the beast that is ahead of him with a fury of primal rage. Though his claws and teeth are not too effective upon the things shell, it is a distraction to this crab for both Ciaran and others that may want to get at the crab next. Ciaran finds that he cannot get a hold on the crab and does little more than knock some sand off the things leg.
Anuk calls out to Jake letting him know that it is good to finally see him in the action. He pulls up his bow and fires off a series of missiles at the crab that had just thrown Mac through the air. His first two missiles hit while the other two just bounce off the hard shell.
Trellus throws some healing into Grymash as he pulls back a little from the fight. His hammer slams into the crab another two times and finally it drops from all the wounds.
Mac finds himself flying through the air and though he does his best to not flail around, he does catch Tishe' on his passing. He literally flattens Ulgren though as he passes, knocking the poor drow off his feet. He lands in the sand with a sickening thud and does not move.
Flea is horror struck by the flight of Mac through the air and does nothing this time around. It is all she can just to not cover her mouth with her hand.
Ulgren is neatly flattened by the flying Mac. He tried to get out of the way but found that his move actually put him in the flight path of a huge creature. He is now spitting sand as he lays on his face, having turned as he fell to catch himself.
Graze and his men holds off on thier round of attacks as they know that firing into a melee is not good for anyone. "Hold you fire men till on is alone...do not shoot those that have come to help us." You can tell that there is a sense of pride in Graze's voice as he speaks of the Bloodpack.
Crab1 decides that it would rather see Grymash in the dirt as it tries to trample him into the sand [hit: 38*crit28* and damage: 20*crit26*, Reflex DC 25 for half].
Crab2 flings it's own claws over it's very back to get at the crazy cat that is upon him [hit: 30/30 and damage: 19/21; grapple: 38].
Crab3 is neatly beaten into the sand by the last two blows from Trellus's spiritual hammer.
Crab4 scuttles forward after the now prone drow that is laying in the sand. A single claw drives in at him [hit: 35 and damage: 16; grapple: 35].
Crabs AC - 20 DR - 10
This has been a stormy past few days. I am hoping that it does not continue this trend but it is in the forcast. I will try to keep things rolling though.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 5/8, Spt Wpn 6/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) 4d8(8+1+4+5)+7=25 d8=6 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 6:57:22 PM
"Jake, you and Gry take on this new treadle (C1). Tishe or Flea, get Mac back up."
Trellus moves to the drow thats in trouble and taps him with the wand. [Move to s22] [CCW wand. Cure Ulgren for 30 hp]
The Spiritual Weapon hovers by his head, waiting for a signal to find a new target.
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer: +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Flea ( AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=27 d8+1=7 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 7:45:47 PM
Flea watches in horror as Mac becomes a victim of the crab's awful game of bowling. Seeing that she is closest and has her healing wand at hand, she moves quickly to his side and activates the wand in her left hand (UMD=27, CLW=7 health restored to Mac) hopefully restoring the fighter to consciousness.
DM Sanity Info:
Position: R27
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 11/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 4/50 charges used
Ulgren: AC 19 Hps 33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) d20=18 d20=4 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 10:21:48 PM
Ulgren rolls over spitting out sand as the crab scuttles over and plucks the mage off of the sand. Ulgren screams in pain as the crab grapples him and waits for release.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+10=15 d20+9=20 d20+9=22 d100+9=79 d8+9=11 d8+9=13 d20+4=12 4d6(6+1+2+1)=10 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 10:57:42 PM
Calling out in the musical language of the Celestial, Tishe' directs her summoned creatures. "Get that crab, stay in front of it, and don't let it get near the buildings!"
The celestial bisons shake thier shaggy head and do thier best to comply with blunt, horned heads. Bison 1 moves in front of Crab4 and attacks (AC 15) Bison 2 flanks the beast (AC 16) striking a leg (11 points) Bison 3 runs at the other side (AC 22)and also strikes damaging another leg (13 points)
(OOC: ignore the d100, I was rolling damage. :)
Tishe' looks over and sees Flea getting Mac back on his feet. Good! Now it is time to save the newly returned mage. "They are not supposed to like fire, so lets see if this scares it enough to drop Ulgren!" Hands weave in a pattern reminiscent of tongues of flame, and then stab out to point at the crab. A ray of fire stabs out at the monster's eyestalks (AC 12 touch, 10 points) (another useless roll!)
Then she moves over to Mac, pulling out a potion from her pants o plenty. "Here's some healing, just what you need!" she tells the prone 'taur.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][557 rounds] +4 armor bonus
1 Augmented Celestial Bison [2 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8 2 Celestial Bison [6 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [6 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Gilan [HP: 46/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 96/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] d20+24=39 d20+20=30 d20+20=31 d20+20=21 d20+15=22 d6+8=14 d6+8=11 2d6(5+5)+8=18 d8+4=8 d20+17=23 d20+12=23 d8+10=17 d8+6=14 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 11:23:08 PM
Gilan is just able to dodge the crab as it tries to grab him. With another roar he tears at the crab with claws and teeth. He then bounds away from the crab and down towards the water.
Ciaran goes in for another attack upon the crab as well. He can at least try to distract it some so that his brother can do more damage. He then backs off some and waits to see what the crab will do next.
[Gilan - hit: 30/31/21 and damage: 14/11/8; grapple: 39 ~ Ciaran - hit: 23/23 and damage: 17/14]
Jake d20+12=24 d20+7=13 d10=6 d6=4 d6=3 d6=3 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 11:56:39 PM
Man, these shells are hard! Still, flanking the crab with Gry will provide Jake a chance to go for those softer spots. And whereas Gry's way is brute strength, precision and nipping down should take down this crab on Jake's side... Jake slashes at the delicate fleshy parts, twisting his sword cunningly to bend and actualyl slide underneath the shell. All part of finding those weak points... (Flanking attacks, hit AC 24 and AC 13, I'm pretty sure I missed on that second one. On the first, I did 6 base damage, 4 freezing, 6 sneak attack, 2 specialization, 4 str, 1 enhancement damage, total of 23 damage. Sweet :) )
Mac Thursday April 20th, 2006 9:42:17 AM
Feeling a friendly tingle from Flea's wand, Mac stands, taking the healing potion {I have no idea what sort} Tishe' has offered and quaffs the contents. New HP:5+Tishe's potion.
"Thank you." he says, spitting out what sand the potion didn't was down.
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=15 d20+13=32 d20+9=26 d8+5=10 d8+5=12 d6=5 d6=4 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 d6=2 d6=2 Thursday April 20th, 2006 11:06:05 AM
"Light...this is not good," Anuk mutters. Mac bowled over, Ulgren face down. "Let Ulgren go!" he shouts over the din of battle and releases another torrent of arrows on the giant crustacean.
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 prayer)
Prayer (4/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (4th round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Grymash (ac23, hp32/94, bulls strength, prayer, haste, enlarged) d20+7=24 d20+14=30 d20+14=22 d20+9=29 d20+9=29 2d6(2+3)+27=32 2d6(6+3)+27=36 2d6(6+3)+27=36 2d6(6+1)+27=34 2d6(1+5)+27=33 Thursday April 20th, 2006 7:57:05 PM
(Reflex: 24. almost but not quite there :(
(BTW everyone, you can avoid attacks of opportunity if you close in on the crab by taking only 5-ft steps. That's what Gry is about to do. It also helps that he now has a 10-ft reach.)
Grymash agrees with Trellus and turns to crab1. Taking only a 5 foot step forward (N18), he launches his axe into the beast with a series of deadly blows.
(Powerattack -6hit/+12damage, twohanded. Strike 1. HitAC: 30. Damage: 32. Strike 2. HitAC: 22. Damage: 36. Strike 3. HitAC: 29threat, 29crit!!! Damage: 36+34+33=103. Total Damage: 171. Crab1 must make Fort save DC 15 or die instantly from massive damage.)
(dang, rolled two natural 20's in the same attack. would've loved to see the damage from two crits, instead of only one :)
Crab Fight - 7. (DM Jim) d20+14=31 3d6(1+3+3)+8=15 d20+20=28 3d6(4+1+2)+8=15 Thursday April 20th, 2006 10:24:25 PM
Trellus calls out orders as he moves to tap Ulgren with his cure wand. His hammer hovers near him as he moves waiting for orders.
Flea moves to help out Mac as she watches him get used for bowling. A wand from her hand is enough to bring him back to his senses at least.
Ulgren rolls over in the sand spitting sand as well. He then lets out a scream as the crab grapples him. He can now only wait to be used as a missile or die.
Tishe' calls out orders for her bison to take it to the crab that now has Ulgren in it's grip. The flank it as she sends out a ray of fire at the crab, but it bounces harmlessly off it's shell. She does give a potion to Mac as well so that he can take it.
Gilan sends another series of attacks that are less than effective but at least distract the crab. He then bounds away, though he knows that he will suffer for the retreat. Ciaran makes another pair of bites at the crab's leg, then backs off as well.
Jake cannot believe how hard the shells are as he hammers into the next shell with Grymash. He tries to find and succeeds, in finding weak points in the things defense.
Mac slowly rises as he gets enough healing from Flea to get him moveing. Then he takes the single potion that was given to him by Tishe' to wash down some sand he ate earlier. He spits out sand and he looks the situation over.
Anuk sees Ulgren in trouble and Mac getting to his feet. To help out he fires off a series of arrows at the crab holding Ulgren, hoping to get him released.
Grymash listens and agrees with Trellus on moving to the next crab. He takes a single step forward and unleashes a nice series of attacks.
Graze and his men hold off on thier attacks till the last second and then fire off a volley of bolts at the crab that Gilan and Ciaran just abandoned.
Crab1 is neatly ripped apart by the combined efforts of Jake and Grymash. It is Grymash's axe that really tears the beast open and leaves it slumping to the ground.
Crab2 takes a crazy swing at Gilan as he retreats [AoA - hit: 31 and damage: 15]. Then it charges forward at the wolf that just retreated before it [hit: 28 and damage: 15, Reflex DC 25 for half].
Crab3 continues to bleed out spilling some black slime out upon the sand.
Crab4 backs off from the fight with the appearance of fire from Tishe'. Unfortunately as it goes it takes Ulgren with it as he is still gripped in it's claw. The biggest majority of it's body is now through the wall of fire that Ulgren summoned up earlier, though Ulgren is on this this side of it.
Crabs AC - 20 DR - 10
Flea ( AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=30 4d4(4+3+2+1)+1=11 Thursday April 20th, 2006 10:47:00 PM
Flea opens up her stance, her right arm outstretched in the direction of the crab holding on to the drow magiker. Balls of magical energy fly from the wand striking the crab. If her aim is true, the Magic Missiles should sever the clawed arm holding the mage. (UMD=30, 11 pts. MM dmg. to Crab4)
DM Sanity Info:
Position: R27 (unchanged)
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 12/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 4/50 charges used
Ulgren: AC 19 Hps 14/33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) d20=2 Thursday April 20th, 2006 10:51:10 PM
Ulgren shudders as the huge crab begins to take him through the wall of flame knowing what fate is awaiting on the other side. Ulgren can only squirm, (escape artist untrained 2) and pull on the crab's claws as he is being carried from his friends.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+10=21 d20+9=20 d20+9=12 d8+11=15 d8+9=14 d20+4=22 Thursday April 20th, 2006 11:24:49 PM
(OOC: Ulgren, DMJim said you are grappled, not pinned, you can still cast spells with a Concentration Check!!)
Tishe' smiles a quick one at Mac who drank her special Potion of Cure Moderate Wounds (3d8+10)
"After them and never mind the wall!" the brown-haired
The celestial bisons bellow a deep "Bwoo-ah!" and are after the crab. Bison 1 moves in front of Crab4 and attacks (AC 21, dam 15) Bison 2 continues to flank the beast (AC 20) striking a leg (14 points) Bison 3 also flanks (AC 12) but only harries the crab.
A look of horror covers Tishe's face. This side of the flaming wall is safe, but it's going to fry Ulgren! "I need to dispel it!" She brings another scroll out of her pants o plenty and opens it, reading the activation word and targeting the wall to come down. (Dispel 22)
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][555 rounds] +4 armor bonus
1 Augmented Celestial Bison [1 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8 2 Celestial Bison [5 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [5 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Mac 3d8(6+7+8)+10=31 Friday April 21st, 2006 10:43:13 AM
Potion from last round heals 31 damage (Nice!)
Mac sees his crab making for the water. He can't catch it this round, but he makes a 60' dash straight down towards the shore.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 6/8, Spt Wpn 7/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) d20+8=24 Friday April 21st, 2006 11:29:03 AM
The crab lifts Ulgren up and away from Trellus and then scuttles down the shore and into the fire wall!
Light, he never survive that.
Like Tishe, Trellus tries to bring down the wall. [Dispel Magic 24] Then, he tears after the crab.
[Move 30' + whatever the haste spell gives me.]
The Spiritual Weapon continues to hover.
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer: +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic*, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C4-dodge) - prayer, haste] d20+14=23 d20+10=13 d8+2=9 d8+3=4 d6=3 Friday April 21st, 2006 2:45:49 PM
"I said put him down! Light, why don'tcha listen?!!" Anuk yells. His eyes follow the crab (C$) as it scuttles away with Ulgren and he sends two more arrows after it.
Attack 1: hits ac 23 for 7 pts (4 pts + 3 electrical) Attack 2: hits AC 13
Haste (5th round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Gilan [HP: 40/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 81/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] d20+9=23 d20+17=35 d20+12=31 d8+10=11 d8+6=12 3d8(1+2+5)+8=16 d8=2 Friday April 21st, 2006 3:59:52 PM
Gilan holds his ground as he pulls upon nature to aid him at a point of great need. He feels the healing wash over him as he lets out a roar. His powers seem awfully weak to him and he does not feel too much healing flow into his body.
Ciaran hops back forward and once again tears into the crab, trying to buy his brother some time.
[Gilan - hit: // and damage: //; grapple: ~ Ciaran - hit: 35/31 and damage: 11/12]
Jake (AC 28, hp 59/59) d20+12=13 Friday April 21st, 2006 6:02:32 PM
Gotta help Ulgren, he thinks to himself. And this might be the last chance they get before the thing scuttles off into the ocean. So he charges after the creature. And he misses horribly. Sigh. (Rolled a natural 1...)
Crab Fight - 8. (DM Jim) d20+14=28 d20+14=16 3d6(3+2+2)+8=15 3d6(3+4+2)+8=17 d20+20=29 d20+20=36 Saturday April 22nd, 2006 1:41:59 PM
Flea fires off a series of magic missiles from her wand hoping for a lucky shot. Though the missiles do slam into the crab they do not sever the claw like she hoped.
Ulgren flops around a little ineffectively in the crabs claw. He does not seem to remember that he can still cast from this position...though it would take some concentration.
Tishe races down the beach a little ways while digging around for a scroll. It comes to her hand and she quickly pulls it up and reads. To her surprise and relief the wall comes down and that solves one problem at least. Her bison chase down the crab and continue to assault it.
Mac is up and potion drank as he sees the situation. He full out races after the crab trying to cut it off before it can reach the water.
Trellus is angry to say the least that the crab is running away and with a packmate to boot. He takes in the scene but what stops him is the fire wall and he casts a spell to get rid of it. The wall goes out just a few seconds before he finishes his own spell and he races down the beach as well.
Anuk cannot believe that the crab did not listen to him to drop Ulgren. He fires off another pair of arrows at the beast but only one hits as the other glances off the things shell.
Gilan turns and casts a healing spell upon himself but finds that it is meager to say the least. Ciaran continues the attack to keep the crab busy with other things.
Jake races down the beach after the crab as well but finds that he is just a little short of being able to reach the crab and help Ulgren.
Grymash is dumbstruck by the events that are going on around him and was that Ulgren character running off with one of the crabs??? He cannot figure out why the drow would want to keep the fun of that one all to himself, but at least he still had a crab of his own to hit on.
Graze holds up his hand to stall his men as the crab is now back in melee and they cannot risk it.
Crab1 is dead.
Crab2's eyestalks take in the wolf before it and then sends claws in to deal with it [hit: 28/16 and damage: 15/17; grapple: 29/36].
Crab3 is dead.
Crab4 backs off some more and is not hurt as bad as the fire falls, that it was moving through.
Crabs AC - 20 DR - 10
Will be sending out two maps this time around as the crab has gotten to the water and is in it. The water now that the crab is in, is only four feet deep.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 14/33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) d20+9=15 d20+9=22 Saturday April 22nd, 2006 9:49:17 PM
Ulgren grimaces as the crab continues to carry him away. The mage grasps at straws and with a near superdrow concentration (DC 15, Heropoint 22) cast web on the ground beneath the crabs feet.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+11=17 d20+9=24 d20+9=16 d8+9=13 d20+5=16 Sunday April 23rd, 2006 5:08:45 AM
Elated that Ulgren wasn't fried by his own wall of fire, Tishe' is worried that even if the Crab doesn't crush the elf, he's going to drown in the sea.
She watches as her celestial bisons splash in the shallow water, all still flanking and attacking Crab4. Bison 1 lowers its head but misses (AC 17) and fades away. Bison 2 follows the Crab into the surf(AC 24) and gores the shell. (13 points) Bison 3 runs into the surf, but is caught up in breaking wave and fails to connect (AC 13).
Ulgren is going to need to breathe if he goes underwater! Tishe' weaves a quick spell on herself (Fly) and rises into the air and after Ulgren. As she moves,she digs out of her pants o plenty just the potion she needs (bless those pants!) and tries to pass it to the dark elf.
"Ulgren! It's a potion to breathe underwater!"
Stripes whines a little at his human rising into the air, but is heartily glad that he's NOT following her. But it looks like the prey is taking a packmate! Stripes charges (100' move) into the surf and tries to worry at a leg. (AC 16)
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][554 rounds] +4 armor bonus Fly [50 rounds]60' base movement
1 Augmented Celestial Bison [0 rounds left; disappears]: AC 13 HP 47 A +10 D d8+11, damage resist 5 SR 8 2 Celestial Bison [4 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [4 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 7/8, Spt Wpn 8/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) d20+9=21 4d8(4+3+2+5)+1=15 Sunday April 23rd, 2006 10:19:37 PM
This is getting totally twisted. Ulgren is getting his thread cut, but they can't ALL go to his rescue, or the other crab'll eat the town.
"Gry! You and Gilan stay on that one up there!" Trellus yells over his shoulder. He doesn't bother to check if they do it, he's too busy racing after Ulgren.
Under the effects of the drow's Haste spell, Trellus scoots across the sand, nearly to the shoreline before pulling up. He casts a spell, causing a ray of bright light to spring from his palm and fly at the crab.
[Move to H19. Cast Searing Light. Hit ac 21 with ranged touch attack for 15 hp damage (no save)]
The Spiritual Weapon winks out.
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Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon (Duration 2/8 round) Prayer: +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon* (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic*, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light*, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan [HP: 59/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 66/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] d20+18=22 3d8(5+3+3)+8=19 d20+13=22 d8+10=17 Sunday April 23rd, 2006 10:23:14 PM
Gilan once again focuses on healing but still finds that it is not too strong. He looks back up in time to see his brother being lifted off the ground in the claw of the giant crab. A low growl of rage starts deep in his throat as he closes a little upon the creature.
Ciaran finds himself at the mercy of the crab as he is lifted off his feet. Still he decides to have a go at the things claw and arm in hopes of getting it to let go.
[Gilan - hit: // and damage: //; grapple: ~ Ciaran - hit: 22/ and damage: 17/]
Flea ( AC 21, 53 HP) d20+12=31 4d4(3+2+3+2)+1=11 Sunday April 23rd, 2006 11:57:52 PM
Ulgren is gone! Dragged into the sea! As others go the the drow's aid, Flea turns her attention to the nearest crab and looses another charge from her wand. (UMD=31, 11 pts. MM dmg. to Crab2)
DM Sanity Info:
Position: R27 (unchanged)
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 13/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 4/50 charges used
Jake (AC 24, hp 59/59) d20+8=14 Monday April 24th, 2006 1:12:33 AM
Jake runs at the creature as much as he can, then pulls out and throws his dagger in a desparate, hopeful attempt to hit the creature and put him down! To no avail of course, because the waves chop up his aim. He probably loses the dagger into the salty waters. Damn!
Grymash (ac19, hp48/110, rage, bulls strength, prayer, haste, enlarged) d20+15=34 2d6(6+5)+33=44 Monday April 24th, 2006 1:26:06 AM
These crabs gotta die NOW!! One crab threatens the village. The other is pulling Ulgren into the ocean. The situation infuriates the half-orc. And he charges into crab that is closest to him. Tearing into him with all his wrath.
(Charge +2hit/-2ac. Powerattack -7hit/+14dam, twohanded. HitAC: 34, natural 19, almost a crit threat, darn! Damage: 44.)
Mac (HP: 36/84) Monday April 24th, 2006 2:49:30 AM
Still trying to closer with the decamping Crab, the unhasted taur moves another 60' towards the waterline
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C2-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=25 d20+13=25 d20+9=19 d8+5=6 d8+5=7 d6=1 d6=6 d8+5=7 d8+5=9 d6=2 d6=5 Monday April 24th, 2006 12:04:24 PM (ooc: forgot to forward the new map to my work so I don't have it with me, but if I remember correctly, Anuk is within 30 feet of C2. If not, then the bonuses for point blank shot and bracers of archery do not count. -3 to hit, -2 to non-electrical damage)
"Light, I hope Ulgren's thread ends up whole and unbroken..." When many of the pack dash to the surf, Anuk thinks about the last time the electricity from his bow mixed with water out on the plains. Might work on the crab, but could fry Ulgren just as well.
He makes a decision and turns in place to fight the crab confronting Jake and Gry (C2). "If this one goes down quickly, the whole pack can work together on getting Ulgren back," he thinks.
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 prayer)
Prayer (5/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (5th round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) Monday April 24th, 2006 11:51:22 PM
As Tishe' flies she looses a quick prayer to Mother Wold that the crab won't disappear in the waves before she can get off another spell...
Crab Fight - 9. (DM Jim) d20+14=19 3d6(5+6+5)+8=24 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 12:04:21 AM
Ulgren is able to cast a spell that should have put a web that would trap the crab or at least slow it down. Unfortunately the web has nothing to hold onto and rolls gently with the tide. Maybe it will still slow the crab as it moves further into the water.
Tishe' races forward with the help of a fly spell to get to Ulgren. She holds out a potion for him to use in case he goes into the water. The bison once again engage the crab in a game of tag as they all try to ram it with horns. Stripes rushes off after his human, but is glad that she did not use that air spell upon him.
Trellus moves forward as he calls out orders for the disposal of the rest of the crabs. He stops and aims his palm at the crab, sending out a ray of light at it. His hammer winks out as he moves as well.
Gilan tries again for healing and is less than satisfied with the results, but cannot delay any longer as he moves forward a little in the direction of the crab. Ciaran gets a grip on the crabs arm and chews away though he is not too happy with being caught.
Flea turns to the remaining crab that is not taken down to the sea and points her wand at it. With a short word she sends another series of magical balls slamming into it.
Jake races forward and palms a dagger as he goes. He pulls back and lets it fly but finds that throwing while in water is not so easy. The light waves make him throw high and the dagger sails past the crab and into the sea.
Grymash moves into the crab that remains upon the beach. His axe cuts deep and though it is not what he had wanted it is still a telling blow.
Mac can do little but chase after the crab that holds Ulgren in it's claws.
Anuk decides to help out with the one that remains upon the beach. He is not too keen on what his arrows may do when the come in contact with water and that is what Ulgren is in. A series of arrows streak off to help Grymash bring down the crab.
Cursing under his breathe Graze is not happy to see a crab gettin away and the fact that it is hauling off a valiant combatant is not much help. He continues to hold his men from shooting as they have no clear shots.
Crab1 is dead.
Crab2 turns ever so slowly with Ciaran trapped in it's claws, but when it reaches the almost all the way around mark...Grymash finds a wolf missile flying at him [hit: 19 and damage: 24, reflex DC 24 or be knocked prone]. Ciaran flies some fourty feet before landing hard in the sand.
Crab3 is dead.
Crab4 is struck by the ray of searing light and it shrieks in pain. Ulgren is jerked up and over the crabs head and the crab's claw comes open. This sends Ulgren flying through the air and out to sea.
Ulgren - Dex DC 18 to grab the bottle, Concentration DC 22 to cast a spell, Dex DC 16 to hold onto the bottle if you get ahold of it.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 14/33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) d20+9=13 d20+9=22 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 5:40:34 AM
Ulgren attempts to grab the bottle as he goes flying in the air but misses and instead manages to cast levitate on himself, (Concentrate DC 22). The drow looks around as he hovers in mid air and wills himself to go up 10 feet. "Thanks Tishe!" ulgren says with a smile, "sorry I didn't catch that potion."
Anuk [HP 52/52, AC 22 (23 vs C2-dodge) - prayer, haste, manyshot] d20+13=14 d20+13=17 d20+13=28 d20+9=14 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 10:29:15 AM
Anuk continues to fire off more arrows at the crab, but in the scuffle and commotion, sand flies up in his face and all his shots go awry. "Gyaagghh!!" he yells out in frustration, cursing his poor aim.
Attack 1: hits AC 14 (nat 1, blecch!) Attack 2: hits AC 17 Attack 3: hits AC 14 (ignore the 28 result - it's a misroll as I forgot to change the bonus for the third attack)
Bonuses and stuff:
Attack = +13/+9 (BAB +1 for mw arrows +1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 haste, +1 prayer, -4 manyshot)
Dmg = +5 (+1 w/in 30ft Point Blank Shot +2 Str bonus +1 w/in 30 ft Bracers of Archery, +1 prayer)
Prayer (6/8): +1 to atk, dmg, saves, skill checks
Haste (6th round, not sure how many rounds left): move double speed, 1 extra attack at full BAB, +1 atk, +1 AC
Precise Shot: can fire into combat w/o penalty
Gilan [HP: 59/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 42/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] d20+20=29 d20+20=26 d20+15=16 d20+19=22 d20+19=24 d6+8=9 d6+8=13 d8+4=8 d6+5=6 d6+5=7 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 3:07:55 PM
Gilan snarls as he rushes the distance between himself and the crab. He once again throws himself upon the things back. Claws work as do teeth as he looks for openings in the things armored shell.
Ciaran smacks into the sand and the air is knocked out of his lungs. There is a puff of sand as he lands, but he still moves a little. He slowly and shakily rises to his feet.
[Gilan - hit: 29/26/26/22/24 and damage: 9/13/8/6/7; grapple: ~ Ciaran - hit: / and damage: /]
Jake (AC 28, hp 59/59) d20+5=6 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 4:21:45 PM
Jake glances over his shoulder to see if the others are doing okay. One last crab, and everyone's gaining up on it now. Might as well go help Ulgren, who might be unconscious or need help... (Gonna help Ulgren get back to shore, and keep a watch for more crabs. Ugh, spot 6)
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Prayer 8/8, Spt Wpn 1/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste) d20+13=23 d8+3=7 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 10:14:00 PM
The sight of Ulgren floating safely up in the air elicits a sigh of relief from the cleric. He turns his head in time to catch Grymash's latest series of blows, and immediately stops worrying about the crab on the beach.
Which leaves one.
"Uh, Jake? You think maybe you should kill the big honkin' crab before walking around it?"
Trellus casts another spell. Again, Domi's Hammer appears and strikes out at the crab.
[Spiritual Wpn hit ac 23 for 7 hp] ------------------------
Active Effects Owl's Wisdom (Duration 8 minutes from Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:12:21 PM) Spiritual Weapon Prayer: +1 Luck bonus atk, dam, saves, skill checks w/in 40' of Trellus. Foes -1 on same.
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon** (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic*, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light*, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+9=23 d20+9=22 d8+9=11 d8+9=13 5d6(5+3+6+2+1)=17 d20+5=15 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 11:29:14 PM
Only two bison left, and they thrash the sea to foam trying to get at the huge crustacean, both striking true. Bison 1 has disappeared Bison 2 (AC 23) headbutts the shell. (11 points) Bison 3 (AC 22) gores a leg (13 points)
Tishe' is happy and a little envious that Ulgren could keep his head and cast spells while flopping about, she knows that she herself has trouble in not getting distracted... But now's not the time! she thinks sternly to herself. Gathering her thoughts, the pearl on her armband flashes, recalling a spell to mind. Hands as deft as a Rattledam weaver direct the energies to the crab in a bolt of electrical energy, striking the crab where it is exposed from the water. (17 points)(trying to keep it a line attack instead of the underwater area attack feature)
Stripes cavorts in the rolling surf and tries to worry at a leg (AC 15), but only gets a mouthful of salty spray.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][554 rounds] +4 armor bonus Fly [50 rounds]60' base movement
2 Celestial Bison [3 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [3 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 39 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Mac (HP: 36/84) d20+8=12 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 11:58:29 PM
With Jake stepping out of the way Mac charges 35' and swings a mighty blow at the crab.... that misses.
Crab Battle Finale. (DM Jim) d20+9=18 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 12:47:37 AM
Ulgren snatches at the potion but misses. Thankfully he is able to get a spell cast and finds himself levitating in the air. He still carries the momentum of getting thrown but at least going out to sea will not be a wet thing.
With all the movement and stuff Anuk finds it hard to concentrate upon his aim. All of his arrows go wide and he curses for it.
With his brother being thrown through the air he cannot hold back any long. With a rush he lands upon the crabs back and tears into it, but does little more than leave little marks in the shell. Ciaran lands heavily in the sand but is able to get back to his feet...if a little shakily and slow.
Jake pulls back just a little from where he is standing as he sees Ulgren continue out over the water. Well at least not fallin he will not get wet.
Grymash finds himself easily stepping to the side of the animal missile. He returns the favor in kind and tears into the crab, which falls at his feet.
Trellus is happy to see Ulgren is safe for the time being, though his spell did not stop his forward movement. He tries to get Jake to keep his mind on the crab as he calls up another hammer to smash at it.
Tishe''s two bison continue thier assault with a little more success this time around. Without a second thought she brings forth a lightning bolt that strikes the crab true. The crackle of it passes along the crab and settles into the water at it's feet.
Mac charges forward as Jake moves a little and finds his axe missing it's mark.
Flea had been about to hit the crab on the beach with another volley of magic but it is now laying lifeless upon the beach. So she moves down the beach and towards those in or at the water's edge.
Graze slowly comes out of the pit with his men behind him. He has a weird look on his face but it is shaking in surprise and relief.
Crab1 is dead.
Crab2 is dead.
Crab3 is dead.
Crab4 slumps into the water as the lightning rolls over it. This last bit was too much for the crab and it is dead as well.
Jake, Mac and Stripes need to make a reflex save for half damage from Tishe''s lightning bolt. They were standing in the water when it went off. Reflex DC 17 for 17 points of damage or half that if passed.
Ulgren is currently fourty feet out to sea and still moving. Levitate does not stop forward movement just allows for control of up and down movement. :)
Spot DC 22
Mac (HP: 28/84) d20+5=21 d20+5=12 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 5:59:16 AM
Mac leaped as the lightning arced out, but failed to notice anything out of the ordinary. He tries to gain purchase on the shell and drag it back to shore.
Jake d20+7=14 d20+5=19 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 6:47:44 PM
Yowzas! Jake gets nipped by the lightning bolt and turns to glare back at..well, whoever sent it. He didn't really see who did, but is sure it was a mistake...but still feels a bit of a jolt from that! Jake heads back to shore and goes over to the crabs. Gotta make sure they're dead, after all... Tho he isn't the one who would really know. (reflex save 14 spot 19)
Grymash (ac21, hp24/110, rage, bulls strength, prayer, haste, enlarged) d20+16=34 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 7:25:43 PM
Naww... Grymash aint done. He continues to hack and mutilate the crab bodies ... severing all legs and claws. Bits and shards of exoskeleton continue to fly in all directions. Dropping his axe, Grymash then grabs a hold and begins to attempt to pry open the crab's "head" area like a footlocker.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Spt Wpn 1/8, Owls Wisdom, Haste, Air Walk) Wednesday April 26th, 2006 8:23:16 PM
Domi's Hammer returns to Trellus' side as the last crab falls. The blond man's head swivels right and left, checking the condition of his packmates. Except for Ulgren, no one is in immediate difficulty.
And even Ulgren isn't in that much trouble. I wonder how well he swims, the cleric wonders with a half grin.
He casts a spell on himself, and jogs through the air to retrieve the levitating drow. [Cast Air Walk - Haste also still in effect, so should be able to run him down and drag him back]. ------------------------
Active Effects - Owl's Wisdom Spiritual Weapon Haste Air Walk
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon** (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic*, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light*, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk*, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Gilan [HP: 59/101 - AC: 26] [wildshape: dire lion] and Ciaran [HP: 42/96 - AC: 27] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] Wednesday April 26th, 2006 9:01:58 PM
Gilan slowly slips back into his human form and slides down the now dead crabs back. He lands lightly in the sand and steps away from the crab. With a sigh he takes a seat in the sand and feels the adrenaline slowly wearing off.
Ciaran comes over and lays down with his head now in his brother's lap. The poor wolf seems as badly wore out as he is.
Flea d20+12=20 d8+1=7 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 9:59:12 PM
Flea circles in towards her group as they start to assemble at the water's edge. She sticks the wand in her right hand through her belt, and moves the one in her off hand over to the right. "Who's wounded?" she asks, looking around to see who is most in need of healing.
Flea will start with Mac if he is in range. (UMD=20, CLW=7 pts health restored to Mac.)
DM Sanity Info:
Right hand holds wand of Magic Missile(7th level) 13/50 charges used Left hand holds wand of CLW 5/50 charges used
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 23/31) d20+6=19 d20+3=8 d20+3=10 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 11:18:28 PM
Despite her best intentions, a electrical charge flares in the water and snakes out to Stripes and her packmates. Jumping high out of the water, the hyena YIPs and plunges back into the surf. (8 points rounding down) The bedraggled, stiff-legged and very ugly looking dog gets out of the water and begins to futilely cleaning his fur.
Both bisons feel the charge fully, but being Celestial beings, are somewhat immune to electricity (5 resist vs elec). Without an enemy to assail, they too come out of the water.
Tishe' is already hovering with her flying spell over the dead crab. "No problem getting Ulgren back. Trellus, save your spell!" she calls out in an I-got-it voice. The arcane druid flies over the water to do a pickup mission with the dark elf.
"Hi sweetie. Would you like to come back in now?" She jovially asks as Tishe' extends and arm to tow Ulgren back to shore.
Spells Active Mage Armor [on Mac][552 rounds] +4 armor bonus Fly [48 rounds]60' base movement
2 Celestial Bison [2 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 27 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8 3 Celestial Bison [2 rounds left]: AC 13 HP 27 A +8 D d8+9, damage resist 5 SR 8
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Break out the brews... (DM Jim) Thursday April 27th, 2006 1:49:53 AM
The party winds down as the last crab is dropped into death. Trellus and Tishe' both take off and soon have Ulgren back over dry land.
Mac drags the crab carcass back up onto the beach a ways. He is helped out as the water rushes back in each time and only has to hold the crab so that it is not sucked out to sea.
Grymash tears into the last crab that he killed with his axe and finally uses his hands at the last. As the shell comes apart he finds a piece of belt laying at his feet, with odd little compartments on it.
Gilan and his brother sit in the sand relaxing as they come down from the adrenaline rush that they have been feeling.
Flea moves down the beach and touches Mac with the healing wand she holds as he drags the crab along.
Jake heads back up the beach towards the closest crab and plunges his sword into what he figures is it's brain. He leans on the sword out of exhaustion and to add leverage to the stab.
Anuk also drops to the sand and into a seated position. He is happy to be alive and all the pack in the same condition.
Graze sends the men of his off to tell the village about what has happened. He then moves down onto the beach himself and laughs lightly. "Ya sure did not run." He is beaming with pride as he moves around to have a look at the crabs, his head shakes several times.
The real silence of the moment is broken as you hear clapping from the upper part of the beach, some ten feet from where Graze had set up his pit. Standing in the sand are three figures that are all clapping. You do not notice them as being part of the village and in fact they look like hardened adventurers.
The older man in a breastplate and sword shakes his head as he moves down onto the sand. "Admiral...rather good show really." He comes over and toes a crab with his boot as he looks to the mess that Grymash has made. The other two follow along behind him. The female shakes her head as well as she takes in the battle scene with a critical eye. Emblazoned on her right breast is the symbol of Domi and above that is a blue medal. The last is a wizard, though not an old one, that has his hands clasped behind his back. He shakes his head as he mutters to himself. He also bears the same blue medal as the female but also hanging from his neck is another silver medal.
Everyone - Spot DC 22
Gilan [HP: 59/79] and Ciaran [HP: 42/80] [barkskin, bull's strength, bear's endurance] Thursday April 27th, 2006 4:56:03 PM
Gilan does not really note anything as he sits in the sand relaxing. He has a few healing spells and figures that his packmates will move back up the beach soon and they can start the real healing. His hand continues to stroke the hair on the head of his brother as he just takes it easy. He does comment to Flea as she passes him. "Send some over to me...I can do some healing...that way you do not use up all the charges in your wand." He gives her a smile and a thumbs up.
Ciaran seems happy enough to be with his brother and does not seem worried about the people that have wandered down onto the beach. He does wonder if he will get any fish bits later for all his hard work.
Trellus (AC19, HP 67/67, Owls Wisdom, Haste, Air Walk) d20+10=18 Thursday April 27th, 2006 9:12:37 PM
Seeing Tishe head out for Ulgren, Trellus stops and returns to the beach.
"Gil is right Flea," he agrees. "Let's save the wand charges for the next fight. Scrolls and spells dudes."
The cleric breaks out his stash of healing scrolls - Never use these - as Graze approaches. "I'm sorry dude," he apologizes sincerely. "But we just couldn't take all four on at once. How many did we lose?"
At the sound of the clapping he looks up. And frowns slightly. Trellus isn't about to happily give up lives and blood just for somebody else's entertainment.
"You dudes coulda helped," he comments sourly. His dark blue eyes take in the symbol of Domi on the woman. "And you still could," he adds, nodding toward his bleeding packmates. [Spot 18] ------------------------
Active Effects - Owl's Wisdom Spiritual Weapon Haste Air Walk
Spells Prepared: d -- domain spell u -- used 0 - Create Water (x3), Detect Magic (x2), Read Magic 1 -- Shield of Faith (x2), Obscuring Mist, Doom*, Prot from Evil, Remove Fear, Sanctuary(d) 2 -- Lesser Restoration, Owls Wisdom*, Spiritual Weapon** (x2), Bulls Strength (d) 3 - Dispel Magic*, Waterbreathing, Prayer*, Searing Light*, Magic Vestment(d) 4 -- Air Walk*, Inflict Critical Wounds, Freedom of Movement, Spell Immunity (d)
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 23/31) d20+4=8 Thursday April 27th, 2006 11:26:52 PM
By the time Tishe' and Ulgren return to the beach, her bison have all disappeared back into the golden realm from which they sprung. She is tired, but elated, knowing of the good work they have done for the village.
Yet something keeps nagging her... "they are only animals, these crabs. They wouldn't attack only to destroy, that is not the Mother's way. We need to see if they were sent or guided or something."
Settling on the beach, Tishe' notices the three figures, but doesn't recognize the badges (Hook City Knowledge: 8) They don't look hostile, so she scoots up to them before landing on the sand, her wet and bedraggled hyena at her side.
"Many shadows." She frowns at Trellus' comments: could these people have only watched the battle and let the guards die? "Or could you have heard the battle and have only now come to see the pattern revealed?" Her hand with the mark of Gargul pulls back a lock of wavy brown hair to tuck behind an ear.
Stripes sees his human come back to dry land and then go.... go over to a strange pack! He trots over to protect his human in case these others want to growl over thier rightful kill.
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Anuk d20+12=32 Thursday April 27th, 2006 11:43:58 PM
Sitting in the sand breathing heavily, Anuk surveys the carcasses. His stomach growls in the morning air, his hunger reminding him that they have not yet broken their fast this morning. He notes the three approaching strangers (spot 32 - nat 20 *now* I get a nat 20 :-S), and -- thinking of the delicious crab dinner the night before -- calls out to Trellus, "Ask 'em if they've got a few pounds of butter!"
Jake Friday April 28th, 2006 3:51:07 AM
Jake wipes a bit of sweat from his face and looks at the newcomers. He immediately goes into ready position for another fight and moves forward, between them and the others... He goes within 10 feet of the three then stops. "Who the dust are you treadles?" he challenges them. "I mean, ah recognize yer armor as that of my pal Trellus here, but y'all are being mighty arrogant, treating these crab things like some kinda game."
Mac (HP: 35/84) d20+5=10 Friday April 28th, 2006 6:43:19 AM
Spot:10... still nothin'
Beaching the crab carapace, Mac walks a little town side of it, takes the tap of Flea's wand with a "Thanks" and something nearly a smile, and sits down to examine the fallen enemy. He sees the old-timer new-comers talking to some of his packmates as he sits, but isn't paying them all that much attention.
With his axe resting across his bracers and his knees, he wonders why the crabs did what they did, why he was so ineffective against it, and what possible wisdom there is to gain from all of this.
"...useless." he mutters beneath his breath.
Ulgren : AC 19 Hps 14/33 Mage Armour (extended), Expeditious Retreat (extended), Haste (extended) d20=14 Friday April 28th, 2006 7:32:46 AM
Ulgren takes Tishe's hand with a smile, "thanks much. I would have hated to get to far out." Ulgren is guided to dry land where he gratefully drops his levitate spell and moves over to his packmates. The drow mage gratefully accepts healing from whomever prior to the clapping of the strangers, "Who are they and what do they want?" Spells Memorized: 0- Lightx2 Message x2 1- Mage Armorx1*,Shieldx2,Enlargex2**,Expeditious Retreatx1* 2- Scorching Rayx3, Webx1*, Levitatex1* 3- Lightening Boltx2, Hastex1* 4- Wall of Firex2*
The meeting, the preposal. (DM Jim) Friday April 28th, 2006 2:46:46 PM
While some of the group talk to the strangers that appeared, others of the group just relax and take it easy.
Anuk does notice the glint of light off of steel as he takes a seat on the sand. It came from crab2 and when he moves his head to either side, he notices the wink of light again.
The man in the breastplate, who is obviously the leader, gets a grin upon his face. "We made it to the village a little while ago. So we came straight to the beach when we heard the fighting. This gentleman here and his fellow militia men were dug in that pit with crossbows and it appeared you had things well in hand." His hand moves to indicate Graze as he talks and then he turns back to Trellus. "It was informative for me to see your group in action as I suppose you are a group." He takes in all the memebers of the pack standing or sitting on the beach and nods his head. "My organization does not let in those that do not show the right...attitude and spirit." He turns to look at the mage who nods his head. With a slight nod to the woman, she starts to move out to the rest of the group that is injured. "How about some healing for say 1000 gold...a group rate if you will." He watches intently as he asks this question of Trellus.
The wizard looks out of the battlefield and shakes his head as he moves off. Anyone watching will notice that he moves to stand near Ulgren and Tishe' who are standing so close together. "You are both wizards are you not?" He looks to Tishe' and gives her a smile. "I see that you also study the ways of the druid." He holds out his hand to each of you without a sign of malice. "I have a proposition for the two of you...should you be interested. You both have shown yourselves to be highly trained and loyal to your group...I would like to extend an invitation to join a League that would further your abilities and goals." His sharp eyes do not miss a beat as the watch you carefully. He seems to be further taking in your character and force of will.
I will be allowing everyone to go to the Catacombs in this bit of downtime. You can buy and sell as normal and then I will have you stuff delivered to you. Yes, that means that soon you will have access to a Catacombs Branch Office. Happy Days are here again. :)
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 10/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 23/31) Friday April 28th, 2006 11:45:58 PM
Nodding at the man's words, the short human girl turns her head aside to Trellus and Jake. "See? They got here at the end of the battle. And look!" she brightens, deliberately misunderstanding the lady cleric, "they're even offering to give us a thousad gold to get healed." She smiles with a sense of michief, "though I don't know what healing they will need."
When the one with two badges comes up to Ulgren and Tishe', Stripes issues a low continuous warning from the back of his throat. Tishe' lays a hand on the bristling back but doesn't correct her companion.
She listens with many glances at Ulgren, a frown of concentration and slight mistrust on her face. "The Bloodpack weaves to protect the Sargrass Plains and all its inhabitants. Assistance would be shady, but would you then string our loom for this help? And why ask us? You don't know us, and we could be whitehands or the night's soil. And so can you for that matter."
But Tishe's curiosity is always strong, and the bait is too tempting. "What kind of League?"
Stripes sees his human come back to dry land and then go.... go over to a strange pack! He trots over to protect his human in case these others want to growl over thier rightful kill.
Druidic 0; detect magic, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Flea d20+4=21 d20+11=15 Sunday April 30th, 2006 11:50:45 PM
Flea looks at the blue pins worn by the critical strangers. She eaves drops (Listen=15) on the conversation of the magic users, and tries to remember if such a league as the one of which he speaks, features in any of the poems or songs she has started to study. (Bardic Knowlege=21)
Anuk d20+9=16 d20+12=27 Monday May 1st, 2006 12:36:36 AM
The sparkling light catches Anuk's interest. "Whaz'zat?" he mutters quizzically, a wide grin breaking across his face. Ignoring the conversations on the beach, he moves closer to the crab, trying to spy out the source of the reflection.
Search 16 Spot 27
Mac (HP: 35/84) d20+5=24 Monday May 1st, 2006 7:10:11 AM
Standing up from his position on the sand, Mac looks out to sea and then along the beach [Spot:24]
Trellus Monday May 1st, 2006 4:08:34 PM
Trellus draws himself up in front of the warrior and cleric. The blond man is getting his fill of secretive, authority types - and these three have 'beater' written all over them. Still feeling the rush of the battle, Trellus' blue eyes flash in annoyance at the man's comments.
"We're not a 'group'. We're a pack - weft and web. And if you dudes want money for your healing picks, we'll take care of it ourselves. Thanks anyway."
The man turns to attend to his friends.
Jake Monday May 1st, 2006 5:59:26 PM
Jake choruses with Trellus, "Yah! We're a pack... the Bloodpack. Toughest pack ever was or is. We fight the Barons and everything that threatens the plains and Rattledam." But curiousity changes his tone as he asks, "But who are you guys, and what's this league you say you're with...?"
Ulgren Monday May 1st, 2006 8:06:08 PM
Ulgren watches the newcomer closely and nods his head at the league, "What are the goals of this league and will they interfere with me and my pack?"
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 20/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) 3d8(3+1+1)+5=10 Monday May 1st, 2006 10:08:27 PM
While she waits, Tishe' takes out a CSW potion and quaffs it, sharing the magical energy with Stripes (10 healing)
OOC: wow, two 1s!
A small test. (DM Jim) Monday May 1st, 2006 10:13:34 PM
The man that is standing near Trellus shakes his head as he laughs. "Well spoken young man and that is the first of tests that you will need to pass." He nods to the female cleric who moves around adding healing to those that need it. The man tries to stop Trellus and then extends his hand. "Please let us heal you up while we talk. The name is Grainz and I work for the Woldian League of Adventurers or the WLA for short...well actually I am an officer in the League." He surveys the battlefield with a critical eye as he talks. "We watched the last part of the fight so that we could see if you were worthy of admission into the WLA...we have already talked to some of the villagers and they say that you agreed to help...without asking for pay." A new smile passes across his face as he looks Trellus up a little more. "That in its own is a plus as it shows your true nature." He clears his throat as he coughs a little into his hand. "What we are offering is a membership to the group...we only take those of moral character, that fight for what is right and our missions never will come between any oaths you have taken for Rattledam." The way he says that you get the feeling that he knows where your town is at...maybe he has been there.
The wizard standing by Tishe' and Ulgren back down the beach nods his head in understanding. "Yes it is true that either of us could be whitehands...but let me tell you that this is the night soil." He holds out a hand as he indicates his medallion with the other. "The name is Kertan...I am a member of the WLA and the Star Mage Guild...you may have heard of us before in passing." He almost laughs at the idea of interference. "Oh, are group is for the good of the Wold and I doubt that our missions would go against your own loyalties." With a small sense of pride he gets a far off look in his face. "We even note some of the strongest adventurers in the Wold with both organizations...some Platinum Dragons and The Chosen of Domi are some of our newest." He tries to make it seem natural as he nods his head. "We would like to welcome your group into the group as well.
Flea is sure that she has heard of both organizations before. They both fight for good and the betterment of the Wold. It is said that some of the greatest heroes of the Wold have been members. She also remembers that there are benefits and extra training to be had for members.
Anuk wanders over to the crab that sparkles. When he gets over there he notice the blade of a weapon sticking out of the shell a little ways. The light must have been reflected by this weapon.
The cleric, who has not introduced herself, has moved among the pack. She gives out enough healing from a wand to heal everyone back to full hit points. You will notice that she makes it a point to help out the animals as well and despite their wildness they do not seem to mind her touching them.
Tishe' (AC 18 HP 53/53) and Stripes (AC 15 HP 31/31) d20+4=21 Monday May 1st, 2006 10:55:58 PM
Tishe' widens her eyes in surprise (Know: 21). "The Star Mages Guild. There is rumor in HookCity that there is a Star Mages Guild outpost in the city." That and the evidence that they are familiar with Rattledam and 'grass lingo make Tishe' easy and willing to trust them.
She listens to Flea explain about the extra training and support and is excited, but then concerned. "To get most of the benefits from the WLA or the Star Mage Guild, we would have to train there, wouldn't we? How far is it to the nearest training site? That may be a big problem, you know."
Tishe' notices that two of the crabs have items stuck in their shell. "Let's check the other two. Maybe there is a clue as to why the crabs did this!"
Stripes allows the cleric of Domi to heal him and gives a head butt of affection.
Anuk d20+3=8 Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 12:55:33 PM
"Shady!" Oblivious to the conversation, Anuk pulls on the hilt of the sword, working to free the weapon from the crab's corpse. There is nauseating squishing and sucking noise as he twists and turns the hilt.
Str check 8
Grymash ( hp24/94) 2d8(8+1)+3=12 d8=5 Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 2:55:13 PM
As soon as the spell breaks and Grymash begins to sink back down to his normal size, his rage seems to fade away as well. While kneeling down to wipe his hands clean with beach sand, he sees the piece of belt that caught his eye more clearly. Gry reaches for it, but suddenly feels an irritating pain ... his wounds from battle. The buzz from adrenaline wearing off allows the pain to return. He mutters a few holy incantations and touches one of his wounds (cast Cure Moderate Wounds). The healing energy feels good. But then his attention turns back to the belt. "Whut dis be?"
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 6:17:20 PM
Gilan continues to sit on the sand as he relaxes from the fight. He does look up when the cleric shows up and he says nothing as she heals him. He does watch her though as he looks to see what Trellus is doing and listen in a little. "What is this WLA exactly?" He seems a little interested if not a little suspicious as well.
Ciaran does not seem to mind as the woman heals him as well. He even licks her hand and does not move from his brothers side.
Remember that the cleric is moving around and healing everyone. That is unless they turn her away that is.
Mac Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 7:46:27 PM
Mac makes his way back towards the bulk of the pack on the beach, saying, "I'm not seein' anymore crabs, but there's plenty of big, blue and wet out there to hide in."
He tries to pick up on the conversations, and thanks the healer with the reverence due a high(er) ranked speaker of the words of Domi.
Flea d20-1=7 Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 9:46:04 PM
Flea remains unconvinced as to the true motives of these strangers with the blue badges. The party had encountered too many bad guys masquerading as good, and vice versa. Why the rogue was even now questioning the legitimacy of the monks of Rattledam and their suppression of all that was foreign. Hadn't they just encountered a vampire creature that had treated them with respect, and a baron who had healed one from the pack? Flea scrutinizes the blue-pin-wearers, (Sense Motive=7) but they puzzle her exceedingly.
Turning her back on the strangers, she goes to see what Anuk and Gry are up to, calling out, "need any help?"
Ulgren Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 10:15:12 PM
Ulgren accepts the healing from the cleric with a smile and a slight bow, "thank you." Ulgren then shakes his head, "Star Mages? I haven't heard that name in a while." The mage then turns to his friends, "what are you doing?"
Trellus d20+5=15 Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 10:31:33 PM
Anger and adrenaline slowly fade, replaced by curiousity. Trellus watches the woman heal his friends, thoughtfully chewing on the inside of his cheek.
The actions of Grymash and Anuk draw his attention, and allow the young man to avoid answering Grainz for a couple more seconds. "Hey, Jake. 'Nuk and Gry have found some loot inside a couple of them crabs. Can you an' Mac check out the rest?"
Grainz can't be put off any longer, and maybe he ain't the beater he set himself up to be [Sense Motive 15]. "Well, that's more shady," he responds carefully, before extending his hand. "I'm Trellus. I don't think I heard of the WLA in Rattledam. So Gilan's kinda got a true thread. How can you help us there? And what're you gonna want in return?"
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 12:03:11 AM
"I wonder why the crabs attacked the village repeatedly. It didn't look like hunting, and animals don't destroy for the fun of it, so they must have been sent or controlled. And these items may give a clue as to who and how."
Finds and the possibility. (DM Jim) Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 12:57:10 AM
Kertan nods his head in response to Tishe''s question. "Normally your training would take place at a branch of the WLA or the SMG...but you happen to have found an officer of the WLA and I am a high enough ranking member of the SMG to give you the night soil in training." He seems to think a little more explaining is in order. "You see I use some magic that is given to member of the SMG and I accelerate training...so that it only takes about a few days in real time and you get the benefits of several years of training." He looks back up the beach at his commander and hopes he is having as much luck with the others.
Anuk finds that he has to work a little more careful to get the dagger out as it is actually sticking out blade first from a fleshy area. As he works on it he soon pulls out the whole dagger but there is a part of an arm holding it, from hand to elbow is still there.
Grymash after his healing finds that laying on the ground is that piece of belt with strange little compartments on it. Opening the first he finds a vial in it, snug and safe in the little pouch. The others reveal a few more potions...with his hands full he could count his toes and only have one toe left that is not a potion.
Flea moves over to help out Gry who is at a different crab than Anuk. There is a lot of crab guts on the sand near the half-orc's feet and Flea is sure that she notices something in it.
Trellus and Gilan both put the simple question to Grainz as Trellus directs the others to check out all the crabs.
Grainz nods his head as he looks to the area and then decides to just answer here. "Well we can offer you training...both in the use of weapons and the different talents that you have or may want to improve. Now normally we would train you at an academy but since there is none around here...I am willing to train you here in this village." He looks the cleric up and down with a critical eye. "We can teach you to climb better, swim better or even handle wild animals...plus a few other things along those lines. I can also offer your combat training in a few unique weapons...things that may normally not be available to you." Running his hand through his hair he continues. "The WLA may contact you sometime in the future to complete a quest now and then for us...but this will always be for the betterment of the Wold. Now what I mean by quest is maybe stopping an evil dragon that is terrorizing a village, rescue hostages from some slave race or even something as simple as delivery of an artifact or dowry to another nation." He gives you a smile that tells you that he will not hold anything back and tell you everything as straight as possible. "We fully disclose all mission information to our members if they join and you do not have to accept every mission that we offer...you do nothing that would go against whatever code you happen to follow." He takes the hand and pumps it a few times. "There is one little drawback to doing this here...it is not totally sanctioned by the WLA but they will take my judgement into account. That means that you will need to go to the WLA office at a later date to fully enroll...that does not mean that you will not be member now or the skills that I teach you will not count." His face takes on a slightly more perterbed look as he speaks the last. "It is just that you will need to go there and officially sign and take the pledge." He lets go of your hand as the female cleric moves back to take her place by his side.
Her hands are clasped behind her back and she takes the lot of the group in with a single glance. "They are worthy of this...I could feel it as I healed each of them as well." She looks to Trellus with a smile. "This one here is touched by Domi as the half-orc is touched by Gargul." With a finger she points out Tishe' and Mac as well with another slight smile. "They are both touched by Gargul as well...the woman carries his mark upon her...I could feel it." Looking back to Trellus she once again smiles, then laughs. "They have paid at least twice I would figure for thier dedication to the Wold...Domi's will has sent us here for sure." She does not elaborate anymore on that as her hands slip back into a held position behind her back.
Please note that each of you has earned 1000XP for this little battle and Hero Points should be coming soon as well.
Anuk Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 11:06:13 AM
Anuk's grin suddenly turns to a small frown. After a moment's reflection he sits on the ground and sets to work cleaning both the dagger and the remains of the arm, finishing by tearing cloth from his cloak and wrapping the arm in it. When he's done, he takes the arm and dagger to Graze.
"In all the excitement after the fight, I'd, uh...I'd forgotten the cost to the people of your village," He says quietly. He hands the cloth-covered remains and the dagger to Graze. "You and your men were brave...this man was brave. His effects should, uh...I think they should go to his family."
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 10:37:55 PM
Gilan listens with a little interest and then shakes his head. "Sounds like a shady deal." He glances to Trellus to see what he has to say as he watches the rest of the group dealing with the crab remains. He strokes the head of his brother as he looks to the sand. "What will this cost if we wanted to join up and how would we get this training that you mentioned?" With another smile he laughs as he scratches his brother's head. "Some of that sounds like what we have done already." Parts of it sound a little ironic to him that they will have to maybe take on a mission like some they have already done.
With a sour look he wrinkles his nose. "We have a slaver mission anyways...with that group of Barons." He did not really want to bring that up with the glow of victory still riding high for them. "It is kids after all...at least we can go better prepared...maybe." The one thing that he knows about ants is that they live underground or in a hill...kind of a hive complex really and that means a big job. Could be trouble for them that will change a few things...a trip to the Catacombs maybe in order, if they find a branch.
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 11:58:24 PM
The woman's head whips up, wavy brown hair flying about as if she were Stripes catching a scent. "Better prepared...", she echoes Gilan. "These Walkers are offering for us to become warp and weft of a bigger pack, one that wants to do for the Wold what we are trying to do for the Sargrass. Why! It's not like this is all one side of the tapestry either. If we join, they can call on us, but we can call on them, too!"
Full of mercurial enthusiasm, Tishe' troops around and goes to the wizard. "I would weave my thread with yours to become a part of the Star Mages. And the League as well."
Stripes senses that his human has accepted these hunters-of-a-strange-pack and, remembering the touch of the other female, relaxes. He sits on his haunches and cleans himself.
Jake Thursday May 4th, 2006 2:10:32 AM
"Shady!" Jake chirrups. He shakes hands with the big guy, and takes a gander at the lady. She's probably not exactly the fantasy-type warrior he was envisioning, decked out in chain bikini or whatnot. Those adventure books of his had rather exaggerated illustrations. None of his packmates ever looked like THOSE girls, in any case. "Say, are there other packs in the WLA? Ah mean, packs from Rattledam or the Plains..."
Mac Thursday May 4th, 2006 3:06:04 AM
Following orders, Mac heads back over to the crab that tossed him, and begins fairly systematically opening and emptying it. Early in the process he considers that this crab didn't rend and eat anyone during the combat, and thus anything they might find in here ::squelch:: must be from some past attack.
Grymash Thursday May 4th, 2006 2:45:13 PM
Grymash doesnt understand what these strangers are talking about, or how they know so much. However, his instincts dont preceive them as threats so he sees no need to be on guard. He continues to look at the small items he found and wonders what he could do with the crab bodies. It would be a shame for them to go to waste.
Flea Thursday May 4th, 2006 8:00:36 PM
The rogue pulls her hooked hammer from her belt and starts to work her way through the guts. Something catches her eye, and she tries to hook it with her weapon.
Trellus Thursday May 4th, 2006 8:23:45 PM
The blond man chuckles lightly at Grainz's comments. "Dude, 'not totally sanctioned' ain't a problem for us, truly."
He looks around at his friends a moment, gauging their reactions. "OK, so you got us interested. My folks sell pottery. Dad says 'Get em interested, then give 'em the price.'"
He gives the pair a look.
"So, what's the price?"
Spoils and costs. (DM Jim) Thursday May 4th, 2006 11:45:38 PM
Graze looks to the dagger that is being offered to him and shakes his head. He does take it for a few seconds to look it over and then laughs. "Ya gotta be jokin me son...noone in the village can afford that." He hands it back to Anuk with a sad look upon his face. "Ya may never find the owner." He indicates the bundled arm with a slight frown before adding more. "Noone in this village has that kind of wealth...you find something of interest besides a regular weapon...it not belong here."
Flea thumbs through the guts looking for exactly what it was that drew her attention and comes up with a little something on her hammer. While she is doing that the others are searching the rest of the crabs as well. Several of you find other things but some have grizzly reminders of their past owners...a pair of boots with feet and part of a leg in them, a head that once probably wore that necklace and another hand with a ring upon it. Flea pulls up a small pouch on the hook end of her hammer but the bag is half eaten through and a number of gems fall out of it, to scatter upon the sand.
Graze moves further down onto the beach and looks over the crabs with a critical eye. Tishe' is doing much the same and though they can find nothing wrong with the crabs...they are clearly some kind of mutation. Maybe that mutation is only with it's size and Graze is wondering about the possibility of getting them for meat. He looks to Tishe' and smiles. "Think young Trellus would consent to the village having these...you can keep the rest...the meat would be a big help for the village." He turns a gaze back to the crabs and then slices off a chunk with a dagger at his side. He takes a small taste of the meat and then his smile widens. "Best I had for a while." He eats down the last bit of the meat in his hand, which was not a large piece.
Grainz looks to Trellus and then counts out the members of the pack. He seems to be doing some quick checking in his head and then turns to the cleric. "Figure a total of around 65000 gold for the lot of them normal...if they can reach journeyman that is...plus 2000 for the SMG." The cleric just nods her own head as she has also done the math in her head, though she has an idea of what Grainz has in mind. He turns back to Trellus and nods his head. "How about a group rate of 40000 for the whole lot of you...that includes memberships for all of you to the WLA and for the two wizards in the SMG?" He waits to see if this is acceptable to the young man and then shakes his head again. "Want to go back to the tavern...I can buy you all a drink and you can talk it over in the cool of the building?"
Treasure dagger ring amulet orange gem(3) dark blue gem round white gem necklace boots blue gem(4) vials(9) platinum(500)
Tishe' and Stripes Friday May 5th, 2006 12:01:46 AM
Tishe' turns her warm brown eyes upward to look at Graze. "I think weaving a crab feast is a wonderful idea; it will get the people feeling better than they have in a long time. And it's not like we can haul a couple tons of crab meat around with us, there is plenty to share." Taking her eating knife, she emulates Graze and cuts a piece of crab flesh and tastes.... salty, light, fluffy... good!
Tishe's face falls at the mention of the price. Wow! That's a lot of grass! The best suggestion she has heard was talk it over at the bar during the feast. "Oh yes, no hasty decisions, and we can properly distribute our winnings."
Tishe' will cast a Detect Magic on all the crab contents found.
Jake Friday May 5th, 2006 1:02:33 AM
Jake looks over at the crab eagerly, but holds himself back. "Forty thousand? Ah don't think we have that much money..." Or maybe we do? He checks his pockets. "Ah only have a few thousand, myself...and ahw as hoping to make a trip to the catacombs...But if this organization is all ya say it is.." He sighs, unable to decide.
(40k gold is a lot of money...)
Trellus Friday May 5th, 2006 10:39:47 AM
Trellus' mouth drops to the sandy beach, and he stands there for several moments, shocked into speechlessness.
"Forty THOUSAND?!?" he manages at last. "Domi's Light, dude."
He looks around again, seeking some kind of inspiration. None appears to be forthcoming.
"Uh, I think a drink or two -- or twelve, he thinks to himself -- is totally called for."
As they walk back to the Mug, the blond man quietly asks Flea, "so how much is all them gems you found worth?"
Gilan and Ciaran Friday May 5th, 2006 11:35:05 PM
Gilan stands but remains silent as he hears the price. Any other time he would have been wondering how they would come up with that kind of money...right now he is thinking of something to drink and maybe something to eat.
He follows along with the rest of the group as he tries to figure out what to have. He can easily come up with his share of the cash if the group decides to join up.
Ciaran stands as well and follows along after his brother. He can already feel the way his brother is acting and figures that food is sure to come. Maybe a large piece of meat and a few bones or better yet...a large bone with meat still on it.
Mac Sunday May 7th, 2006 4:10:16 AM
Mac watches Flea and Tishe' examining and identifying the treasure with interest. Whilst it is mostly pretty stuff, he doesn't see it helping make up the 40 thousand gold the Officer mentioned. Still, someone mentioned drinks...
OOC: If this stuff survived consumption by the crabs due to its magical properties, then their past 'meals' may have been some seriously equiped dudes.
Slow and steady. (DM Jim) Monday May 8th, 2006 2:36:42 PM
Grainz takes the group back into the village, heading for the Mug. He leads the whole lot into the tavern and soon has the first series of drinks layed out on the tables with large pitchers for refilling. He sits and drinks of the cool ale as he listens the the general chatter inside the tavern, most of it being about how this group of strangers beat the crabs.
Back outside Graze is leading the older members of the village in the cutting up of the crabs for a large feast this night. He is also rather happy about the fact that it will allow the village to have food for several weeks after as well...and trade goods as well.
Tishe' is seated at one end of the table that everyone is drinking at with the stuff they got off the crabs before her. She has divided it into two parts...magical and nonmagical.
The female cleric seats herself at the table and takes a long drink of the ale as well. She looks to Grainz and shakes her head. "Remember our mission...we cannot spend too much time here." She takes another pull from the mug and then looks to the group. "The name is Marli by the way and as you may have noticed...I serve Domi and to some extent Gargul."
The wizard, Kertan, has taken a seat by Tishe' and is currently looking at the loot that you won as well. "This maybe one of the most stimulating part of adventuring for a wizard...making guesses about stuff before you identify it...not that I am right very often and some things are rather complex to be figured out." He does not interfere or touch anything as he watches Tishe' and possibly Ulgren go about their business. He is rather surprised when Gilan, who he would guess to be a druid drops off a scroll case and gives Tishe' a wink.
Treasure dagger ring amulet orange gem(3) dark blue gem round white gem necklace boots blue gem(4) vials(9) platinum(500) (magical is italic)
[Gilan's Scroll Case - identify spells(4)]
Ulgren Monday May 8th, 2006 11:10:48 PM
Ulgren shakes his head softly side to side when the price of admission is mentioned. "That leaves me out," the drow whispers to Trellus as he heads up to the inn for a drink. Ulgren smiles at Kertan, "I am Ulgren D'athen, and make very bad guesses. I prefer the scroll to the usually off the mark guess."
Flea d20+9=26 Monday May 8th, 2006 11:28:06 PM
Flea stoops to pick up the gems that tumble out of the deteriorating pouch. She pockets them and any other small items that she might find, then troups along with the rest of her pack back to the local watering hole.
Taking a seat next to Trellus, Flea orders a Flaming Green Gnomish, if the barkeep knows how to mix the famous drink. If they don't know what she is talking about, she'll order a nice Asildurian red..."I wonder if they have chilled Ice Wine?" the gnome thinks with some melancholy. With a drink within reach, the rogue gets to work estimating the value of the gems (and any other items) found.
(Appraise=26)
Tishe' and Stripes Monday May 8th, 2006 11:54:44 PM
Glancing around at all the magical treasure, "nice picks, packmates!", Tishe' wonders what the mage means. "How can you identify something without the spell? I mean, is it skill or luck involved in naming a magical item?"
She smiles at Gilan and gives him a fond pat on the arm as the scrollcase clatters down. "What a sweetie.", she comments to no one in particular. And then focuses on the magical items. The gems are obviously for Flea to appraise, and platnuim is self-evident, but for the rest...
"The dagger probably enhances battleskill, and the vials are almost certainly potions... Gilan! can you look at the potions?... But as for the rest, there are so many possibilities..." She shakes her head. Concentrating her detect magic spell, she tries to guage the auras of the items to see if they are weak, moderate, or strong, as well as school of magic. Using the detect spell to the fullest extent will give her a better understanding of where to start.
Tishe' begins talking to herself as she concentrates on the items "after all, conjuration can summmon or heal, abjuration would protect, transformation would change..."
The plain-faced girl's mind is also on the 40K required to join. She glances at Kertan out of the corner of her eye. "You mentioned that we could join two ranks in the WLA. What if we only join the first one?"
dagger ring amulet orange gem(3) dark blue gem round white gem necklace boots vials(9)
[Gilan's Scroll Case - identify spells(4)]
Druidic 0; detect magic*, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Mac Tuesday May 9th, 2006 9:03:02 AM
"Marli, I am Mac. I follow Domi, and Gargul... well... I think I'd benefit from sitting down with yourself and Tishe' to talk about Gargul, and wisdom."
As his attention turns back to the bounty he think out aloud, "Whoever they were, they were willing to pay thousands of gold for a magical dagger instead of a couple of gold on an ordinary one. Gems are worth several hundred gold, and they had magical gems?! Maybe 40,000 gold isn't so out of reach..."
He pauses for a moment and asks, "Are these vials all the same? I mean, do they have the same stuff in them?"
Gilan d20+14=21 d20+14=18 d20+14=20 d20+14=19 d20+14=31 d20+14=15 d20+14=34 d20+14=32 d20+14=18 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 12:44:06 PM
Gilan stands and moves back down to the other end of the table. He takes a seat as he pulls the tattered piece of belt to him that holds the vials. "On it Tishe'." He takes out all nine potions and starts by checking their basic colors to see if any are the same or appear to be the same. As he works he does not say much as he is intent on his own work.
[spellcraft 21/18/20/19/31/15/34/32/18]
Anuk Tuesday May 9th, 2006 1:57:35 PM
Anuk follows Grainz and the pack into the Mug, but his thoughts remain on the beach and the men outside. Since finding the severed arm, he has seemed melancholy and lost in thought. He stares at the dagger for a while and sighs.
"We killed those crabs, but how many more are there below the waves?" he says, almost to himself. "Whatever's driving the crabs, they're killers. Someone's gotta protect these people against whatever comes next."
He's quiet for some time and then his big toothy grin opens across his face. "I've come to a decision," he announces. "I'm...uh...I'm gonna be staying here for a while. Drinks are on me, tonight!"
Trellus d20+12=14 d20+12=19 d20+12=21 d20+12=22 d20+12=23 d20+12=13 d20+12=21 d20+12=21 d20+12=27 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 8:13:52 PM
The blond cleric mingles with his packmates, both to get their take on the WLA offer, and to see what the goodies are.
"Maybe Graze'll take the non-magical stuff," he mentions to Anuk and Gilan. "He can't get twisted about that, can he?"
He takes a while to look over the potions with Gilan, but his mind keeps wandering: [Spellcraft 14/19/21/22/23/13/21/21/27 (jeez)]
After a cursory inspection, he blurts out "I think I'm in. These dudes may be the waxed pick we need to weave a way past the beaters back home. We can get reliable information from good guys, instead of this...this...whatever it is the monks are giving us."
Trellus' thoughts are rolling all over the place. It takes quite a while for Anuk's comment to register. He gives the ranger an arched eyebrow. "Whaddya mean by 'a while'?" he asks suspiciously.
Mac (illegal additional post) Tuesday May 9th, 2006 8:32:51 PM
"But Anuk, we're tracking the children down - we're gonna need you!"
Flea (illegal 2nd post) d20+2=15 d20+2=15 d20+2=17 d20+2=8 d20+2=19 d20+2=6 d20+2=5 d20+2=18 d20+2=21 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 8:42:30 PM
Flea perks up when Tishe' talks of potions. "I can help there, too!" she volunteers. The rogue handles the vials carefully after Gilan has checked them out. She unstoppers each vial, and her sensitive gnome nose goes to work. Each vial is recorked after a quick sniff.
Skills-alchemy=15, 15, 17, 8, 19, 6, 5, 18, 21.
Flea tries to remember other potions she has sniffed. She is sure to recognize the smell of almonds that comes with a curative spell. There are a few others that she is familiar with, but some that would be foreign as well.
Grymash d20-2=5 d20+2=4 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 10:26:51 PM
Grymash downs another ale. He hasn't had too much to say about the goings on between his packmates and the strangers. He still doesnt understand what they are talking about. However, a question does finally float to the surface. "If thays want ta give da bloodpack 40 teenzies gold ginglies, then why no let thems? Heck, Gry could use 'nuther pair boots for feet an uh keg o' glass grass! Dat be gute pay for killin' da crabbies."
(Int check 5. Wisdom check 4)
Loot and talks. (DM Jim) Tuesday May 9th, 2006 11:29:03 PM
Flea fingers the four blue gems and after a few tests she knows for a fact that each one is a diamond. Her eyes widen as she takes in each ones pure color and flawless surface and makes a few mental notes...5000 for each gem if she is not mistaken and she feels that she is right on the mark.
Tishe' takes to the treasure with some gusto. She has always liked a puzzle and this is a good one that nets the group something nice in the exchange. Her spell still working allows her to come up with a few more tidbits about the goodies.
Ulgren sits and watches Tishe' though he does introduce himself to Kertan. Not being as new to the pack he does not realize that the scroll case dropped onto the table contains scrolls that he could make use of.
At the other end of the table Mac sits down to talk to the young cleric and the leader of this small group. He does some thinking outloud about the cost of joining and some stuff.
Gilan checks over the vials one by one and comes up with only three that he can identify out of the nine. He growls at his own inabilities but passes the others onto anyone that wants to try.
Anuk drops a small hint that he may stay on at the village for awhile to help out here. He has had enough of the grass and would welcome some time to study the waters here...maybe make some drawings for later use.
Trellus stands, partly to get information about the goodies but also to find out what the others think about the WLA. Plus it gives him a chance to think this through. He does stop off to have a look at the last six potions but comes up with only one that he is able to figure out. The comment by Anuk does put him on the prod.
As both Trellus and Gilan pour over the potions, Flea gives them what aid she can with her alchemy skills. Though she is not able to help out much for Gilan, she is able to point out some oddities to Trellus that allows him to identify yet another potion.
Grymash is having a good time drinking and though he does not understand all that is going on...he just cannot see why it would be bad to take the money. If the poor half-orc only realized that he will be paying a percentage of this money instead.
Kertan looks to Tishe' with a smile and goes through some quick figures. "That would cut your cost a great deal but not allow as many benefits...making it to the second tier in trainin will toughen you up and allow you to take more damage(aka Toughness feat)." As he runs through the numbers a little more he looks down to Grainz and gets his attention. "What about 14000 gold if the first tier alone is taken?" He has included the fee for the SMG as well in there but does not mention that as of now.
Grainz looks up at Kertan and takes in what the mage is saying with a nod of his head. "We could do it for that much for the whole group...except for Anuk there if he would rather wait. If he joins too that would raise the price a little and that would get you the basics in the WLA, plus access to the SMG for the two mages." He glances to Marli and nods his head again. "We can take a few days here and then go after the slavers in the area...I am sure that band has not moved that far off."
Marli shakes her head and then smiles slightly. "You are right...they like to pick off stray groups for slaves anyways." She laughs lightly as she turns to Mac to talk to the minotaur. "That is the reason that there is only three of us traveling this direction." She rummages through her pack and tossed a set of manacles upon the table before her. They clatter and then come to a stop, though it is not hard to tell they are made from a strange black metal. "We got these a couple of weeks ago when we got the job. Seems the slavers in question use only the best manacles to hold their slaves." You can tell that she takes it personal that anyone would sell another person as a slave.
Treasure dagger[moderate transmutation] ring[faint abjuration] amulet[moderate transmutation] orange gem(3)[moderate conjuration] dark blue gem[moderate magic] round white gem[strong transmutation] necklace[moderate transmutation] boots[faint transmutation] blue gem(4) [i]vial vial vial levitate potion levitate potion vial daylight oil daylight oil greater magic fang+5 potion platinum(500) (magical is italic)
[Gilan's Scroll Case - identify spells(4)]
Mac Wednesday May 10th, 2006 1:21:01 AM
"Nice!" chimes in the taur as he looks at the manacles. "We came by a set of these a week or two back - got them packed away in our room at the moment - and my family are all sorts of smiths, but I don't recognise the metal. What can you tell us about it?"
Tishe' and Stripes Wednesday May 10th, 2006 1:45:07 AM
Oh, there are so many things to talk about that Tishe' is having a hard time concentrating on any one subject! Treasure, slavers, crabs, Anuk, and joining groups, oh my!
For the groups, Tishe' siezes on Trellus' comment with gusto and ponders the words of Kertan. "Brilliant! Er, I mean... Shady!", exclaims the brown-haired mage. "We've been wondering if the monks have only been showing us one side of the tapestry for a long while. With an independant source, we could verify and be sure we are helping the right people! And perhaps we will be able to pay the entire 40,000 gold with the gems we have found..."
Tishe' sees with relief that Mac has taken the slaver talk by the horns, and is confident that if they took out the slavers.... "If we took care of your slavers," she says to Marli, "I wonder if you could check out where the giant crabs are coming from so we can do the quest we promised for the return of Ulgren from the Lands of Rest? That way, we can get two bounders with one arrow!"
Trellus is confronting Anuk, and Tishe' also is sure the cleric can find out what pick the ranger is on better than herself. If there is one thing she doesn't know, it's how to handle people!
So the plain-faced girl goes back to what she is good at, and concentrates on the magic: "well, to identify these will take the rest of the day (casting time is an hour for Identify) so we may as well get started!
It is morning, so Tishe' can study spells and take all Identify spells for her Red Spells. So she can (thoughout the day) Identify the Dagger, Ring, Amulet, Orange Gem, and Dark Blue Gem.
"Ulgren", she asks, "could you Identify the Round White Gem, Necklace, and Boots? You can weave your own spells, or use Gilan's Identify scrolls." She hands Ulgren the scroll case with four Identify scrolls.
dagger[moderate transmutation] ring[faint abjuration] amulet[moderate transmutation] orange gem(3)[moderate conjuration] dark blue gem[moderate magic] round white gem[strong transmutation] necklace[moderate transmutation] boots[faint transmutation]
[Gilan's Scroll Case - identify spells(4)]
Stripes sits down and enjoys immensely the feast after the hunt; cracking shell with powerful jaws and eating succulent flesh.
Druidic 0; detect magic*, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Jake Wednesday May 10th, 2006 5:21:04 PM
Jake sits over by Tishe and boredly watches her go about identifying stuff. "You know," he suggests, "there's a quicker way to identify stuff, just get Gry to try putting it on. Last time worked out pretty well..." he chuckles.
Jake seems pretty at ease, and heads back to the bar while the others divide up the treasure. He comes back with a waitress, who he has bribed with a gold to take drinks over to the hard-working packmates.
Flea Wednesday May 10th, 2006 7:11:22 PM
After a study of the gems, Flea's eyes widen when she recognizes the treasure that has landed in the party's lap. Although she hasn't picked up all the details of membership volunteered by the folks from that 'league', the gnome does fancy thier cool blue badges and wouldn't mind the prestige of sporting one on her cloak.
"Psst!" she whispers, "Trellus!"
When the rogue has the cleric's attention, she beckons him down to her level, and with a hand to her mouth, she whispers in his ear the estimated value of the gems she has appraised.*
*(4 gems x 5000 = 20,000 GP)
Trellus Wednesday May 10th, 2006 8:26:38 PM
Trellus grins at Flea. "Shady!" he whispers back.
He lets Tishe and Ulgren at the magic while he mosies back over to Grainz. Anuk is staying, which bites grass. But with he and Ulgren out, 40K doesn't look like a great bargain any more.
The blond cleric tries to block Anuk's imminent departure out of his mind, and quietly works with the seasoned fighter. "I'm thinking we got seven interested in joining," he says. "How 'bout 31?"
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday May 10th, 2006 8:57:13 PM
Gilan looks to Ulgren as he takes a sip of the cold fruit drink before him and then wonders. "Why would you not be able to join...surely you will get a share of what we have here." He cannot understand why the wizard would turn down this opportunity unless he is planing something else.
Looking to Trellus he speaks a little louder so that the blonde cleric can hear him. "Try 35 and we will get Ulgren in somehow." He already knows how they will go about doing it but does not want to say at this time.
Ciaran is quietly sleeping at his brothers feet as he waits for the food to start flowing. His own nose has picked up the scent of something that smells very good.
Like most of Gry's ideas, they usually come to him dead on arrival. Without thinking too hard about what Flea was suggesting, "Shady ... Gry can put on an see wha...!? HEY! Gry NOT be doin' dat agains!! Gry keepin' all Gry's pieces parts dis time!! NO WAY! Any one try dat wit Gry will gets uh slobber knocker!!" The half-orc clinches his white-knuckled fist and shakes it a few times for all to see before retiring back to his drink. After taking another gulp, Grymash mutters, "Grymarsha wus most pretty girl in da pack anyways ... jus make Flea jealous!" (Bluff: 18) Gry puts up a rather convincing front in trying not to show a smile and give away his little joke.
Ulgren Wednesday May 10th, 2006 10:59:37 PM
Ulgren whispers to Trellus, "I am interested but I lack the funds to cover my fee." The mage then smiles at Tishe', "I can identify the other items in the morning, no problem." The drow then turns and listens to the rest of the conversation.
Anuk Thursday May 11th, 2006 12:08:36 PM
After a few drinks, Anuk stands up from the table. "My friends," he says with a smile as he raises a new mug of green gnomish with his gloved hand, "to the Bloodpack!" He drains the mug and puts down and looks around at everyone.
"Protecting people is a shady thing, and I really do think I'll be of help to these good folks, but...light, I'll miss you all. Trellus...thanks for all the waxed picks during our fights. Your head's always been in a shady place, 'dude'. Gry...thank you for your constant protection and your big heart. Gargul is proud of you. Watch your back when Jake's around, eh? Speaking of whom...Jake, thanks for keeping things...uh...'interesting'. And best of luck with every lady you meet from here on out. Watch out for their fathers. Flea...thanks for your friendship...I'm glad you came to Rattledam. I hope your thread crosses with Bohdi's again someday. Gilan, you are the night soil, my friend. Keep your ties to mother Wold strong. And thank you for the gift box for my pens...I'll always use it. Mac, you came to us right when we needed your strength. Thanks for your bravery and your comradeship. I'm glad to have known you. Tishe', thank you for your uncommon sense. Keep those celestial bison coming and keep Jake in line, would you? And Ulgren, thanks for the shady fire picks. You've woven tightly with the pack in such a short time it's like you were here all along."
He gives everyone a grin, but there is a hint of sadness behind his eyes. He produces a pouch of coins, removes two of them and gives them to the bartender. Then he places the bag with the remainder of the coins on the table (248pp), along with the knife he found in the crab on the beach. "I hope this helps you on your quests. I can't see that I'll need it here." He clasps his hand over his fist and gives a slight bow. "The land, my life, my friends. Farewell. I hope our threads cross again. Oh...and someone kick Galafar in the rear for me when you get back to Rattledam." He winks and then turns and exits through the door of the Mug. As you hear his footsteps fade off, each pack member feels a farewell heart touch from the stocky ranger.
The feast and farwell. (DM Jim) Thursday May 11th, 2006 1:04:21 PM
As the day wears on a little further the group talks over thier plans and the village folk mainly leave you all alone. Though many come over and offer thanks for saving thier village and all. A certain female from the previous night comes over and seems to be stuck to Jake and many notice a smiling father in the corner.
At last Anuk makes his true intentions know. He drinks one last toast to the group and then makes a small contribution to the funds. With a last hearttouch to the group as a whole he wanders out the door and further into the village. He had made a deal with one of the locals to stay at his house. The man has no family and had been welcome of the company when Anuk had offered.
With a little bit more of a heavy heart the pack goes back to their dealings or at least might. As the day wears on further the pack find themselves swept up in a large outdoors cookout of crab meat. Large fire pits have been set up to cook the meat on with a large supply of vegetables.
Grainz moves over to stand by Trellus as he looks out over the festivities. "I would like to see those manacles...you may have settled our mission for use." He looks to the blonde cleric with a smile. "If that is so...we could check into the will behind the crab if you want." The other two members of his group are off talking to the villagers already. Soon the mage is casting a series of spells that delight the children with images of the fight upon the beach.
Treasure keen dagger+2 ring of protection+2 amulet of health+2 orange elemental gem(2) orange gem[moderate conjuration] dark blue rhomboid ioun stone(alertness) pearl of power(3rd) periapt of wisdom+2 boots of elvenkind [i]vial vial vial levitate potion levitate potion vial daylight oil daylight oil greater magic fang+5 potion platinum(500) blue gem(4)
[Gilan's Scroll Case - identify spells(0)]
Went ahead and used up the identify scrolls of Gilan's to identify a further four pieces of treasure. That only leaves one piece left and the potions that we could not identify.
Tishe' and Stripes Thursday May 11th, 2006 4:05:30 PM
Farewells are never Tishe's strong suit, and besides, she had stayed behind with the Manfri for a couple of days so could hardly try and make Anuk stay. Still, there was a comforting presense about the quiet ranger with the ashen-gray hand.
"As a shuttle through the loom", she formally tells Anuk, "you move away from us this day, may you touch our threads again." She smiles and is comforted by the hearttouch, and wonders what will happen to the Tear of the Dragon that is embedded in the ranger's chest.
With the majority of the magic identified, (and told to everyone) Tishe' waits for others to make thier selections since she gave up the ring+2 for the Peripat of Wisdom +2 from Grymash...
Stripes keeps eating.
Druidic 0; detect magic*, detect magic, read magic, create water 1; detect animal, hide from animal, speak with animal 2; hold animal*, animal trance
Trellus Thursday May 11th, 2006 8:13:59 PM
The blond man grasps the ranger's forearm and pulls him close. "Walk in the shade, Anuk," he says as his eyes well up.
It takes Trellus quite a few moments to trust himself to speak after Anuk's departure.
"OK," he tells Grainz. "We're all in, all the way."
He looks over the crab treasure. The pearl is of interest, but Ulgren might make better use of it. He waits to see if the drow makes a claim.
"Mac, if you ain't got a ring like that, you should probably take it," he suggests.
Gilan and Ciaran Thursday May 11th, 2006 11:40:58 PM
Gilan clasps Anuk in a hug of his own and just barely keeps himself from making a fool of himself. "Your thread will always be with us no matter the distance...I am sure that we will see each other again one day." He lets the man go and moves back from the others. If anyone notices the few tears that swell in his eyes he will pass it off as he got some sand in his eyes.
Ciaran can feel the sense of loss, not only from his brother but the rest of the group as well. He cannot figure out why one of the pack would leave unless it was a time to die or he had broken some pack law.
As Gilan watches the others and has got himself back under control he shakes his head. "The pack will never be the same till he comes back...but we all must walk our own path when the time comes." He moves back over to look at the loot and wonders if Anuk will truely stay in this small village for long. Though he looks over the boots for a few minutes he does not say anything as they are really for sneaking and that is not his forte.
There is nothing of great interest to Gilan in the pile.
Mac Friday May 12th, 2006 1:07:21 AM
Mac wraps Anuk up in a bear hug. Before the ranger leaves he says to him, "I have a favour to ask of you. Will you keep Galea with you? Being lugged around the plains is no life for a kitten...". It is as far as he gets before he chokes up and falls silent.
When Trellus mentions the ring, he checks with Tishe' (who was going to get Gry's +1 ring after he gets the +2 ring from the slavers) to see if she wanted the newly identified +2 ring.
Tishe' (2nd Post) Friday May 12th, 2006 3:15:03 PM
the brown-haired girl gives Mac a warm smile and a dip of her chin to indicate he should take the ring. After all, he has people smacking him around a LOT more than she does! :)
Jake Saturday May 13th, 2006 12:47:10 AM
Jake gives Anuk a good handshake, clasping his packmate's hand and grinning at him. "Weave it shady, ya crazy walker," the tanned half-elf comments. "I know you'll come along back...you did before. Hey, you're blood no matter how much dust ya grind." Jake reaches into his pack and pulls out one of his wineskins. "Here's a bit of some of that sweet old glass grass, just to tidy yourself over." Jake wanders over to Tishe and considers her list. "If'n we're ta take some of the items here, I'd take the dagger normally, but ah'm thinking I'd rather trade it in for a few good throwing weapons. Ah'm thinking something weavy, like hammers or little axes. As it is, just count me out of this round of selection... Ah'm needing some cash, especially if ah'ma gonna join this league."
"Hey, while we're here, I saw one of those places that do tattoos and was thinking of getting one on my arm, what do you think, Trell?" Since tattoos would be scandalous back in Rattledam, Jake just can't help but mention this.
Meat and potatoes. (DM Jim) Saturday May 13th, 2006 6:25:28 PM
Grainz nods to Trellus and then motions the wizard and cleric to him. "Starting tomorrow morning we begin the training for this pack." He then looks to Trellus. "It will take about four days to get in all the training that we have to offer your group...this is normally at least six months of training in all." As he takes a bite of crab from off the plate that he is holding he smiles at the celebration that is going on. "Your pack has done a good thing for these people." Kertan looks to all the pack and then nods his head in understanding with what has been decided. "I will have the necessary spells ready for the next few days then." Marli persus her lips and then nudges Trellus with one hand as she looks him straight in the eyes. "I would also like to see those manacles that were mentioned in the morning if possible." She is hoping that maybe the ones that the pack took are going to be from the group that they were hunting for.
The party continues with many of the villagers coming over to congratulate and thank the pack for what they have done. Finally the village elder makes his way over with a small pouch in his hand. "It is not much but we would like to offer this to your group." He holds out the small pouch to Trellus after speaking and the smile that is upon his face speaks volumns.
Granz comes over and shakes his head. "I might have originally thought you would run...but ya proved me wrong." He holds out a hand to Trellus to shake with a bigger smile than you have seen this man give since you came here. "With the crabs gone...maybe we can get things back to normal and do some fishing." After shaking hands with Trellus he will move around to all of the pack in turn and offer thanks and shake hands.
The young woman hanging on Jake, Dinae, keeps close to him through the night and does not seem to be going to leave his side. Many of the other young woman are pouting about this as they wanted to have a chance to spend some time with him as well. Soon a dance is started with several of the older seaman playing on an assortment of odd instruments.
At around midnight the party breaks up and everyone moves off to get some sleep. Jake will find that Dinae still has a hold on him and gives him that come with me look. Many of the others in the pack find that they are also being watched by the young females of the village as well. Some are even approached for dances before it is time to go to sleep, some seem willing to invite the boys back to thier houses. Tishe' finds that a young man has been watching her all night long with doe eyes. He does get the nerve to ask her to dance but when it is time to go home he only wishes her a goodnight and if he can see her tomorrow. Flea finds that she is also a source of interest to some of the young men who watch her as she moves around. Still most of her attention is taken by the youngsters of the village that ply her for stories and tales of daring.
Treasure keen dagger+2 ring of protection+2 amulet of health+2 orange elemental gem(2) orange gem[moderate conjuration] dark blue rhomboid ioun stone(alertness) pearl of power(3rd) periapt of wisdom+2 boots of elvenkind vial vial vial levitate potion levitate potion vial daylight oil daylight oil greater magic fang+5 potion platinum(500) blue gem(4)
[i]You can post for the nighttime events and then to early morning. I will then start the training and get us through that as well.
Start your training back from 3rd level up to your current level. You will get access to both feats for joining the WLA and making it to journeyman. Those that joined the SMG will gain all the benefits of that from 3rd level up to your current level as well. Any questions please email me and I will take get into more depth if needed.
Mac d20+14=17 Saturday May 13th, 2006 9:30:05 PM
"I've got 'em Trellus!" Mac makes for their room, grabs the 5 sets of manacles, pausing briefly to reflect on the empty space where Galea's carrier sat, and brings them back to the table. He takes one in his hands and examines the black metal. [Weaponsmith check: 17 - sigh]
Mac (illegal additional post) Saturday May 13th, 2006 9:51:28 PM
Not entirely convinced that was the last of the crabs, but not sharing those thoughts with the celebrations underway, Mac takes up a position near the bell. Using the arctic gear on and off for warmth, he settles down for a night of light napping and watching.
Tishe' and Stripes Sunday May 14th, 2006 1:18:10 AM
The brown-haired girl enjoys herself at the party. She eats more than she should of the delicate crab meat, and accepts dances from the young man as well as dragging any of her 'pack who want to dance as well, smiling and stepping to the unfamiliar tunes and patterns. Mindful of her disasterous alcohol episodes with Jake's glass wine and a dream about something called a Flaming Green Gnomish, Tishe' keeps hydrated by cool water and lightly flavored cordials.
She doesn't notice any glares from girls or eyes from men until near the end of the night, when that nice dance partner bids her the good night. Oh my... The man is looking at her the way that girl is looking at Jake. The way boys used to look at Tishe's sisters but never at her. Blushing furiously, she stammers "I-I'll be in the village for a few d-days. Training. I'm sure you will see me. Er, Excuse me, but I need to talk to Gry." And she beats a hasty retreat to the side of the half-orc.
Soon after, Mac leaves the festivities, and Tishe' follows him out into the clear night. Seeing his intent, she nods, and joins his watch. Stripes pads beside her, and she affectionately rubs the hyena's ugly head. She passes the time talking to Mac about the stars, about her family in HookCity, about her very pretty sisters who always had boys following them. "I never had a boy follow me around", she comments frustratingly, "and I had my magic so was happy about not having the distractions. But since I went to Rattledam, there's been that Blackpack boy, Curli the faun, and now this fisher boy." She shakes her head. "I'm just a plain, dumpy girl; why are they trying to complicate my life!" A score of emotions are running across her face from flattered, to embarrassed, to puzzled, to frustrated.
Stripes sits close and offers what comfort he can to his human, not understanding why she is upset after the recent mating rituals of the fishpack.
Trellus d20+10=22 Sunday May 14th, 2006 9:42:38 AM
The blond haired man's head bobs up and down as he listens to Grainz. "Shady," he replies. "We're looking forward to it." When Mac appears with the manacles the trio is interested in, Trellus looks on with interest. "So what is that stuff they're made of, anyway?"
The village elder tries to give him something. Trellus grins, but covers the man's hands in his own and closes them back over the pouch with a shake of his head. "Thank you, truly," he responds politely. "But we have already recovered a great amount from the crabs themselves. Please keep it. You may have need of it later." [Diplomacy 22]
Graze comes over and the cleric laughingly returns the handshake. "I told you dudes, The Bloodpack doesn't run. We're were happy to help. Light, it led us to these three here."
The party starts getting under way, and Trellus notices that he's getting noticed. The evening is promising to by very shady indeed. Before everyone starts splitting up, he hunts down Ulgren and asks if he can take a shot at identifying the remaining potions and that last gem. "In the morning, if you can. No hurry."
With that last bit of business out of the way, the young man turns to enjoying some of the other benefits of being famous in a small town. He dances, he drinks. After a bit of drinking he tries his hand at singing. And he's more than willing to accept invitations.
Its a truly waxed evening.
Jake d20+18=27 d20+10=20 Sunday May 14th, 2006 11:58:39 PM
Jake enjoys the night immensely, buying drinks for villagers to get friendship, probably getting drinks bought for him by grateful people, and all in all making good friends. His friendly and easygoing nature excels in this environment, and he meshes with the townspeople like he was one of their own. Soon he's telling them stories, like of the time Grymash greedily tried a magic item and got turned into a woman, and the follow up joke about how he tricked a gnome in love with Flea to put on the belt to "grant him great powers in combat". He keeps on telling stories and drinking with just about everyone, and making sure to dance quite a bit with his current paramour.
(Perform; storytelling: DC 20 and Diplomacy DC 28 :D)
He also spends time trying to pull the other packmates into the fun. "Hey, GRY! Gilroy here says that he thinks Mac's stronger than you. I think you two should have an arm-wrestling contest to prove who's stronger!" He will also take bets, putting money on his personal favorite, Grymash, 'cause he's never seen the half-orc get beaten. Though the huge minotaur probably has his own supporters... Jake can't help but notice Tishe has a dancer and there's an amused glint in his eye when he manages to bump into her just as she's about to head after Mac. "Hey, Tishe! Ah think that boy over there thinks you're mighty cute. I'll make sure to tell him what kinda grass ya like and stuff. You want me to tell him you think he's cute? Okay!" And before she can respond he's off, his (Current) girlfriend pulling him off to dance.
And he can't help but notice hte attention the other packmates are getting. He gives Trellus some pointers and compares notes with the blond cleric on wihch girl to go after.
He also tries to draw the other quieter members into fun. The dark elf, who he tries to get to dance and show some moves, or maybe some magic tricks. Or Gilan, who he tries to convince to dance...and so on.
Flea Monday May 15th, 2006 12:55:48 AM
The gnome listens quietly as Anuk tells the pack about his decision. She doesn't say or do anything until just before he leaves. then she runs at the curly haired human and hugs him around the legs. "Don't go!" she cries piteously. "We need you! I-I-I need you!"
But the young man's mind is made up, and eventually Flea lets go, and watches as he makes his way through the village with the guy who is going to take him in.
Flea isn't in much of a mood to party, but the rogue's mood brightens when she spots the booty. Nothing specific calls her name, but everything must be touched and examined.
Ulgren d20+5=21 Monday May 15th, 2006 7:59:37 AM
Ulgren finishes identifying the items with Tishe' and looks up in time to hear Anuk's words of farewell. The drow's eyes well up, a pit forming in his stomach. The mage rushes over to him, "You are my family, my brother, my life, I'd give mine for yours." The mage stands a bit straighter, "I will miss you. A part of me will stay here with you." Ulgren gives Anuk a smile and a hug, "May the gods watch over you." Ulgren forces himself to turn to the task at hand, "I will memorize identifies in the morning to help with the rest of the potions and the last gem." Ulgren shakes his hand at the sight of the items laid across the table. "That pearl could come in handy, but I will defer to Trellus." The mage smiles as the festivities began and gets drawn into dancing by Jake and doesnt do half bad for his first time. The drow manages to avoid and invitations to anyone hut and eventually heads upstairs to bed.
Gilan and Ciaran Monday May 15th, 2006 12:57:09 PM
Gilan is quick to shake hands with Graze when he comes over to him. He cannot help but turn red at the thanks and all. Really it had been nothing that him and the pack have not done for others.
Through the night he spends his time drinking with the locals as he gets to know stories of the area...not that he will be able to relate any of them in Rattledam. With a little egging from Jake he finally consents to dance with a few of the women that ask him...though he does not take anyone up on thier offers of company.
After some time and when things start to wear down, he finds himself back out on the beach staring at the sea. Ciaran is by his side and watches the moon both in the sky and in the water. It is a nice night and he knows that tomorrow will start a routinue of training that he has not seen before. He lets his hand drop to lay upon the wolves head. "Tomorrow brother our lives will be different...but at least we will always be one." He scratches the spot behind the ears and smiles as the wolf looks up to him.
Tonight they will sleep outside upon the beach and be woken in the morning by Mother kissing them with morning light. He can feel that things have started to change with him...his appetite and tastes have started to change...he has also noticed a slight change to his teeth, more pronounced canines. It was strange but it felt natural...like he had always been this way.
One item and four potions remain to be identified. If anyone else has Spellcraft, a 25 will identify some of the potions...you just need to roll once for each potion.
Ulgren: 2nd illegal post d20+14=34 d20+14=20 d20+14=27 d20+14=18 Monday May 15th, 2006 10:43:25 PM
Spellcraft checks for the 4 potions :34, 20, 27, 18.
Train hard, train fast. (DM Jim) Tuesday May 16th, 2006 12:22:54 AM The Night Before Grainz and Marli both come over and take a look at the manacles with a professional look. As the compare the two sets of manacles that each group had they finall nod thier heads and seem to have an even more satisfied look upon thier faces. Grainz speaks up and Marli nods in agreement. "This is most definitely the group were had been looking for...you beat them all...killed them I would figure." It is not a question but a statement of fact really. He cannot believe their luck. Marli speaks up with a hint of amusement in her voice. "The metal is adamantine, an extremely strong metal and a rare choice for any slaver. You may notice those little markings on the manacles?" She points out a part moon and star on each manacle of the groups as well as the ones the WLA have. "These all belong to one group and they have been more successful than any other group...with them out of the way the slave trade will halt a little." It appears that the group has unknowingly done a mission for the WLA without even knowing it.
That Morning Those of the group that are not up early the next morning find that there is a pounding at thier room door. When it is finally answered Grainz is standing in the doorframe with a wide smile. "It is a fine morning for training and nearly seven...you should be out of bed by now...we train hard and we train fast." He moves back down the stairs and you do not hear much more out of him as he goes but... "Training time boys and girls."
Marli is down at the beach that same morning and is rounding up those that decided to keep vigil on the ocean or just spend the night there. To those that maybe there and not up she just holler at in a military tone. "Come on you lazy sacks of bones...the Wold waits for noone...it is time to start training." She waits long enough for them to get up and then marches back towards the houses and the inn.
Kertan collects the rest of the group from various houses or at least those that went home with villagers. His banging on the various doors rouses some of the villagers from thier sleeps, though they do not seem angry. "Time for training...fall out in front of the inn." He just gives that little bit of advice as he moves from house to house.
Back at the inn you find that all three of the WLA members are there but in a lot different clothes than earlier. Grainz and Marli are both wearing protective gear and Kertan is dressed in normal clothes. Leaning against the wall are a number of longspears, bastard swords and shortswords...of the practice variety. Grainz steps forward as if he is drilling a squad of troops. "Today we will starty your training with one of the following weapons...I know that some of you can use some of these weapons already so you will most likely choose the bastard sword which is not so common." He walks back and forth in front of the group with a big smile upon his face. "I want you to try out each weapon and see what fits you and that is the one that we will train you to use...unless you already have a preference." He waits for all of you to make a decision and pick up a practice weapon.
As weapons are chosen you find that you are soon in mock personal battles with either Marli or Grainz. They run you through the drills a number of times and though you get many bumps and bruises, you find that you are learning. When at last Grainz calls a quit to the training you feel like you have been at this for at least three weeks, but as you wipe off sweat it is only nearing noon.
Grainz nods his head in a satisfied fashion as he wipes off himself. "A very good morning of training...you are doing well...all of you." He moves back towards the inn and shakes the sweat from his hair. "We will break for four hours to get lunch and any private matters...then we will start training in your skills...which you had better think about and tell me what you want to do at that time." He moves on into the inn and leaves a tired bunch in his wake.
You now notice that a group of villagers, mostly admirers from the night before, are standing around or seated upon the sand watching you. Many of the seem to be admiring the athletic bodies that they are getting to see more of today than last night...or at least for some that is.
Treasure keen dagger+2 ring of protection+2 amulet of health+2 orange elemental gem(3) dark blue rhomboid ioun stone(alertness) pearl of power(3rd) periapt of wisdom+2 boots of elvenkind bless weapon oil bless weapon oil bless weapon oil levitate potion levitate potion levitate potion daylight oil daylight oil greater magic fang+5 potion platinum(500) blue gem(4)
All the treasure is identified. Ulgren was able to identify two of the potions through Spellcraft and I figure that he will identify the other two by spell when he gets a chance. The gem he also would identify with a spell. So there you have it...all the treasure is ready for sell or division.
OOC Tuesday May 16th, 2006 6:43:12 PM
One last question before I post the proposed distribution: Are we trading in the manacles, and if so, what are they worth? The manacles have an inherent value based on function and material (the latter I have no clue about), or a value based on them being 10lb of Adamantine (which I also do not have a price for). If we keep it, then as one option Mac would be willing to make each packmate a dagger - given time and access to a forge.
Grymash d20=7 Tuesday May 16th, 2006 9:05:10 PM
Grymash enjoys the training sessions. He also likes that he doesn't have the responsibility of planning a training schedule for his packmates that regularly joined him during his morning workouts. Using the bastard sword was a treat. He had never used one before. Gry also made sure not to be too gentle with Jake. Especially after his night of storytelling. Though he does feel kinda bad for stepping on his chest after "accidentally" knocking him to the ground. "OOPS! Sorry 'bout dat!"
(Bluff check: 7)
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday May 16th, 2006 9:59:07 PM
Gilan finds that the long spear is a nice weapon but he doubts that he will be able to use it much as it would be against the code he lives by. He puts everything into the workout that he can, just as if he was working out with Grymash.
As that part of the training is finished for the day he feels more tired than he has in a long time. When Grainz gives them some time off to eat and rest he is happy but the idea of coming back and working more leaves a bad taste in his mouth. Leaning the spear up against the inn he moves slowly inside. "Man...that was intense and I feel so tired." He slips into a seat in the Mug and sighs as it is cooler in here than outside. The training in the sand had made it all the harder.
When he finally gets a serving girls attention he orders some food and some cool juice. As he sits and waits for it to be brought he closes his eyes and leans back in the chair.
Ciaran whines from his spot on the floor and wonders when his brother will get him something to eat. After all he has not eaten since breakfast and he is hungry again.
Jake Wednesday May 17th, 2006 3:42:51 AM
If anything, Jake is actually giving pointers on bastard sword use to the others. (Exotic Weapon Prof in it, Weapon Focus, AND Specialization :P ). For him it's actually more than just a weapon, it's an extension of his arm. He enjoys using tihs time to get back at Grymash, making sure to use the wooden bastard sword to poke the half-orc a few times when he's still clumsily swinging, or to tap him on the side of his rather hard skull teasingly. Since he also knows how to hit those particularly-sensitive spots (using sneak attack rogue ability) he hits Grymash softly, but just in the rigth place to make it felt.
Mid-practice, he strips off his armor, and after a second, his shirt, showing his rather well-pronounced muscles. Since he's not a brute or overly muscled, he looks damned good, and he knows it. But he's also being rather vain...who else would practice wearing only a loincloth and a hat? Still, if you got it, flaunt it.
If anything, the practice is quite enjoyable to him overall. He's not used to the running and forced exercise by others, but he does keep himself under a heavy regimented exercise. This one's just a bit more fun, and interactive. He takes it seriously, putting all his effort into the tough exercises, but can't help but mix it with some goofing/showing off. Like, grabbing Gilan and rubbing his head furiously with his knuckles, "where'd you get them teeth, huh?"
Trellus Wednesday May 17th, 2006 7:58:23 AM
Trellus enthusiastically throws himself into the training with the bastard sword. For the cleric of Domi, the chance to just work without thinking much doesn't come around much anymore.
He dutifully follow Grainz's instructions and happily swings the unfamiliar weapon around and around. He notices the looks of some members of the audience, but doesn't think much about it. This morning isn't for thinking, its for doing.
Lunchtime rolls around, and the blond haired man drops down beside Gilan for some food. He eats quietly for a few minutes, gathering his thoughts. Back to thinking, he mutters wryly to himself.
"Hey Gilan," he starts. "I been wondering, how much info have the monks ever given us? I mean, they've been spoonfeeding us our entire lives. And now...I dunno...I don't think we're getting the true thread. I'm thinking maybe we get more outta these WLA guys. Maybe we actually talk to that Baron Lady. Maybe we ask the manfri on our own. Maybe...maybe Rattledam ain't the place we should be. Maybe we'd protect the Grass better from someplace else."
Trellus lowers his head and thinks some more. Its the first time he's ever mentioned leaving Rattledam, and the more he thinks about it, the more he realizes he's likely the only person in the pack with anything to leave.
"Maybe we just start our own town," he muses.
Mac Wednesday May 17th, 2006 8:40:54 AM
Mac takes up a large Bastard Sword in one hand, and spends the morning getting used to the oversized weapon - the arcs, parries and thrusts. Grainz will no doubt need to impart some lessons here as Mac occasionally treats the tip of the bastard sword like a rapier. He lets Jake and Gry have their fun, but he's trying to gain all he possibly can from the training - even to the point of pushing the envelope.
As they break for lunch, he approaches Grainz and answers his question: "Climbin' please."
At lunch he eats what might normally be two portions for the taur, but still engages in the conversations at table.
More training. (DM Jim) Wednesday May 17th, 2006 5:27:27 PM
Grainz moves into the Mug as well and with his two companions they settle in for some food and rest as well. There is only one large table that all the group can set at and now it does not bother them to share it.
As the group goes about relaxing the serving girl brings around several pitchers of cool juice, beer and a light wine. She also has several platters of bread, cheese and assorted fruits brought to the table as well. She looks to all those present as they settle in. "For lunch we will be serving either a nice crab stew or lightly fried prairie pig in an apple sauce." She waits to see what everyone is looking to have and will bring it out.
Grainz looks to the group with a smile on his face as he takes a small bite of bread. "So...has anyone figured out the next part of your training for today." He glances to Mac and inclines his head. "Kertan will have a nice wall for those that want to practice climbing on and over the next few days we will work with several different types of wall actually." Kertan nods his head as he speaks up. "I have a wall of wood spell ready for today...I think I will try a stone wall tomorrow and work my way up to ice at the end." He chews on a piece of apple as he thinks a little more on it.
adamantine manacles should be worth roughly 300gold/manacle. I just noticed that you cannot truely figure that out with the DM book. Sorry about that.
Gilan and Ciaran Wednesday May 17th, 2006 11:06:55 PM
Gilan punches Jake in the shoulder as he comes into the Mug. "I think it is my connection with Father coming out." He simply shrugs as he cannot phrase it any better than that.
As he sits he opens one eye and looks to Trellus to see if he is serious. He sets forward and opens both eyes now. "I believe the council is telling us only what they want us to know...they may have good reasons for it...but I also know that they are isolationists in many ways." He rubs his shoulders and thinks over what else he can express in this matter. "They seem to fear change...something I cannot figure out...all things change...ask Tishe'...the tapestry is always changing as it is woven." He looks to the others to see if anyone else wants to say anything. "I also believe they hide a big secret that they fear...that is one reason they will not allow any trees to be grown outside the dome." Looking to Grainz and the others two he shakes his head with a sigh.
He looks back to Trellus as he reaches down and scratches his brother's head. "I doubt that the WLA has any more answers to some of the secrets that the council hides...I doubt that the council would tell anyone much of anything." He picks up a piece of apple and takes a bite out of it, chewing it slowly. "I am not sure that I want to settle down yet...but a new base of operations would not be a bad idea...the council have threatened us often enough and I doubt it is idle threats." He eats the rest of the apple as he gives a half-hearted smile. "The only one that I fear disappointing is Malafret...she has been nice to all of us...but I wonder just how much we can trust her..." He lets it hang there as he takes up a hunk of bread and takes a bite of that. He slips a few things from one of the platters onto the floor for Ciaran to eat.
Glancing to Grainz he nods his head. "Grainz...I would like to work on my animal handling skills after our break...if you have any ideas." He knows that he has a better chance of working with animals than most being a druid...but he could use some more skill in that area.
Trellus Thursday May 18th, 2006 8:19:04 PM
The cleric leans back, and runs his right hand over his short haired scalp several times. "Crab," he replies distantly to the several girl. "And, uh, I'll try climbing, too," he says in response to Grainz.
But mostly, he's thinking about home, and the monks, and what Gilan's saying, and what it all means. "Yeah, I know the Woldian League won't have many threads here. Its just.....I mean, light, I am so tired of being led around by those beaters. Malafret is shady, I guress... I dunno."
Trellus gets a far off look as he stares at the wall over Gilan's shoulder.
"Wouldn't it be totally shady if we found someplace with Grass and trees and water and people and just had a place to stay? Our own place? No beaters, no Barons, no Raiders. Just us, and our families and friends and we just protect our own and The Land like we see fit. I mean, who put the monks in charge anyway?"
The crab arrives and Trellus sets into it. It's truly tasty, and he stops daydreaming long enough to enjoy it.
Grymash Thursday May 18th, 2006 8:24:43 PM
Grymash continues on with his training. He finds it most enjoyable. Watching the others try and hit one another. He really enjoys dodging Jake's sneaky little jabs. The barbarian's 'uncanny' ability to 'dodge' such attacks has aggrivated many a rogue. Opponents of Gry learn rather quickly it is very hard to catch him flanked or flat on his feet. :)
The training days. (DM Jim) Friday May 19th, 2006 11:36:22 PM
Grainz just nods his head in understanding of the groups wishes. He will have things set up for the group and their continues training.
After about four hours the group finds themselves back outside and with more training. Kertan has set up a wall as he was asked and those that requested more training in climbing are soon at it. Gilan runs through the paces with Ciaran and several other wild animals that are brought into being.
The next three weeks continue like this with combat training in the morining and skill training in the evening. Each night the members of the Bloodpack find themselves exhausted but feeling better about what they can do.
The morning of what would be the beginning of the fourth week Grainz is up and seated at the table downstairs in the mug. He looks up as each packer comes down for breakfast and he smiles. "We will hold the ceremony for your full induction into the WLA and SMG an hour before lunch...then we will celebrate for the rest of the day." He has not spoke of anything beyond what his group is currently doing with the Bloodpack but you have a feelig that they will look into the crab dilemma.
Jake Saturday May 20th, 2006 2:09:01 AM
"Not head back to Rattledam? You guys gone totally walker on me? Rattledam's not only where our bosses live, it's our HOME. We fight on the plains FOR Rattledam, not because we're from it. Heck, ah ain't seen much on the plains worth fighting for more than Rattledam. Perhaps we should head back and...well, I dunno. Amelioriate them, submit ourselves to their judgement. I mean, we HAVE been gone a long time... We should head back as soon as possible. I miss home, sorta."
Jake has enjoyed these last few weeks. Training is pretty good practice, and if anything, they've been working more as a group then since they were first bloodpack. Since hten he's broken up with the first girl, having found her a bit TOO clingy for his tastes. For a while, it even seems he even stays away from the girls of the town, but then it turns out he was just keeping up that front, and secretly at night sneaking out to a secret hideout point to meet a girl. When news of this comes out, he's kinda embarassed, because this girl is kinda unnattractive. Well, many mixed-races are.... The next girl, however, is a far better looker...and so it goes on. And, to boot, occasionally he can sneak an attack past Gry's barbarian trained defenses by feinting. (Bluff +10, so nyah nyah!) (I like this ooc back and forth poking ;-) )
Trellus Sunday May 21st, 2006 8:51:57 PM
Trellus cocks his head and listens with some surprise as Jake calls to head home. He hadn't expected the half-elf to be so attached to Rattledam. After all, it wasn't like the dude was the settling down type. Of course, Jake right. There ain't much else on the Grass worth defending.
But the blond man can't shake the feeling there is more and the monks won't show them.
"We're going back, Jake," he answers placatingly. "We train here. We weave this pick for the Baron Lady. And then we come back here, get a boat for Hook City, and hop a trader back to Rattledam."
"I'm just saying it'd be a lot shadier if the monks weren't trying to sunbake us all the time. I mean, these folks got a shrine up to their god at least. You seen any shrines to Domi or Gargul in Rattledam?"
He muses for a moment. "Wonder what would happen if I told them I wanted to build one?" The very thought of Galafar's reaction brings a huge grin to Trellus' face.
"Oh, I'm sorry dudes. Anuk leaving has got me all twisted. Let's go get to work and climb these walls."
Induction Ceremony. (DM Jim) Monday May 22nd, 2006 11:16:48 PM
Grainz is standing outside of the Mug with Kertan and Marli, all now dressed in the full uniform of a WLA member. Pinned upon Grainz's chest is a red medal that identifies him as an officer in the WLA, while Kertan and Marli wear the blue pins. Kertan is holding a box in his hands that has a number of small blue badges on it and a pair of medallions.
Grainz steps forward and sweeps up all of the badges in his hand as he steps forward to stand just in front of the group. "All of you will swear the oath that all new members must swear." He puffs his chest out a little as if he is truely happy with todays work. "Please repeat the following after me and insert your name into the oath..."I, ......, do solemnly swear to uphold the ideals of the League, to protect the innocent and combat evil wherever I may find it."." As each of you finishes the oath he moves down the line slowly and hands each of you a blue badge in turn. "Though we have no outpost in this part of the Wold...it will be a better place to have members of your caliber here to carry out its protection." He then steps back and nods his head.
Kertan steps forward now with the two medallions clasped in his right hand. He stops before both Ulgren and Tishe' in turn. "You are both now a brother and sister to me in the Star Mage Guild...when you get a chance visit our branch in Hook City, when you visit the Woldian League of Adventurers." Over the past few days he has explained many of the advantages to both packers and what they may do when the find a branch.
The rest of the day is spent in celebration of the newest members of the WLA and SMG. The village seems as happy to have the Bloodpack around as anyone. As the day wears on Graze comes forward to see what the pack will do in the morning...will they be leaving the village and will they return someday to visit.
Trellus Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 8:11:54 PM
Trellus gives an easy smile as Grainz inducts them into the Woldian League. "Thanks, Dude," he tells the instructor. "We're looking forward to dropping in on Hook City as soon as we can." Cause that's the way home. he finishes to himself.
When Graze comes by, the cleric nods. "We gotta go drop in on the Baron Lady. We owe her a debt. After that, we were hoping we could come back here and catch a ride to Hook City."
Grymash Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 9:14:30 PM "Gry, Gry, do be solemonumlie swears ta hold up da ideals of da uhh ... League, an ta pro...protects da innocents an battle evils where Gry finds uhhh ...it. Yeah, dat be right... where Gry finds it!"
Grymash likes the blue metal ... all nice and shiny. However, Gry does prefer the other color and he thinks about asking later on if he can trade his blue one for a red.
Gilan and Ciaran Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 9:45:39 PM
Gilan gives Grainz a nod as he presents him with the blue badge. He repeats the oath that was given to all of them. "I, Gilan, do solemnly swear to uphold the ideals of the League, to protect the innocent and combat evil wherever I may find it." Taking the badge he afixes it to his steelgrass armor as he waits for the others to receive thier honors.
That night is one of revulry that Gilan has not had the chance to participate in for a long time. He dances with the young ladies and swaps stories with the local fisherman.
Later before it is time to head to bed and being very tired he finds Trellus. "So...we go to help out this village then." He watches the others as he speaks. "Then to Hookcity?" He glances to Ciaran who is now getting scraps from the few children in the coastal village.
Flea Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 10:31:25 PM
The rogue has been very quiet during the week of training, and all ears when the folks from the WLA would just stand around and talk about...stuff. There is something straightforward and honest about this group and its ideals. Even the oath...it just made sense to protect the innocent and combat evil...not like that weird stuff she had to swear to avoid the monks and their brainwashing back home.
Home
Was Rattledam Town under its strange woven dome really home anymore? How long had it been since she had slept in that little bed in Gilan's hut. The gnome's eyes slide over to the druid. He seemed okay, now, but recently he had been behaving so weird. Maybe he wouldn't want to share his hut with her anymore? Maybe he would want to be alone with that wolf of his?
"I, Furtif Aeanora Flibbertigibbit, do solemnly swear to uphold the ideals of the League, to protect the innocent and combat evil wherever I may find it."
Flea looks down at the shiny blue badge, and admires how nicely it contrasts with her Shadow Armor. A little whistfully she thinks of the cute gnome guy she had met back when the party had got sucked into some portal. I wonder what Bohdi would think, if he could see me now? she wonders to herself. Then, with a sigh, Flea squares her small shoulders and joins the revellers.
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