Where the Hehkowi..? - DM Donna Tuesday September 27th, 2005 12:23:42 AM
There is no time for debate--the all-consuming darkness is rushing up the tunnel at the Talons, so they follow Gunther & K'Nara's lead, escaping from a fatal trap once again.
The adventurers stand stock-still in the new, alien landscape that surrounds them:
The light cast by the great lavender moon is the first thing that touches the party, giving both them and their surroundings a pale, almost grey cast. Shadow is the only thing that escapes it, becoming deeper in contrast, darker, and inky black.
The air is cool, making it easy to move, but nary a breeze stirs the night...and it is indisputably night-time, as the sky is a deep indigo shade unrelieved by the familiar constellations of The Wold. The only light is the moon--and the moon is purple, casting an eerie and surreal luminescence on the odd clusters of plants - mushroom and fungi that flourish in the pale light, a palette of purples, blues and deep velvet blacks.
Looking around them, the party can see only a field of scruffy, thatch-like grass that is occasionally broken up by the sporadic patch of fungi. The "grass" is coarse and dry, and maybe about six to eight inches tall. In the distance--many leagues west, is a glimmer--something glints on the horizon like the reflective surface of a mirror. To the north, the horizon smudges with a purple-grey fog. East and south bear no signs of anything different than that which immediately surrounds the Talons--more rough grass and patches of fungi, although the landscape may have some slight, rolling hills to the east.
The scene is beautiful in its eerie, surreal way...but both Lian and Bertram are suddenly aware of how very wide and large the landscape is--how very, very lonely it all feels.
How very unnatural the whole scene appears to be.
No movement. No sound. And, when K'Nara completes her 360-degree visual reconn...no way back, for the tunnel's gateway has vanished into the night.
Falin Tuesday September 27th, 2005 11:19:33 AM
"Well, that settles it. We're staying." He says as he motions back towards where the opening used to be.
"Bertram, I to am worried about where we have gone. I am trying to keep the mood of the party light. Fear can become a party killer if it can not be controlled. It's fear of the unknown that I was worried about. I have faith that the gods will take care of our friend. After all," he says with a bit of a smile," She is an elf." With that he runs his right index finger up his right ear. "I mean no offense, just trying to keep it light."
"I have no idea where we are. I have been to quite a few places in the last hundred years or so, but I do not recognize this place. We should look at what we have with us just in case their is no way to get what we need."
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 27th, 2005 8:06:39 PM
Bertram nods at Falin's words. "Forgive me Friend Falon if I offended you. I merely want us all to escape this menace and to not get distracted. I understand that we need our mood lightened from time to time." He looks to the others, "What direction does one go in when completely lost?"
Lian (Mark) Tuesday September 27th, 2005 8:07:39 PM
Lian stands near Falin and Bertram and looks around for any clue about which direction might be more advantageous.
Ingrge Tuesday September 27th, 2005 9:35:07 PM
Brother Bertram, Every one knows that when you are lost you do not move anywhere and eventually something will come for you. Of more immediate intrest however is that Figments and My disks and servant will not last too much longer, about 4.5 hours left by my reckoning, and at that point all that we have gained will end up lying where it falls.
Figment (Kent) d20+13=27 Tuesday September 27th, 2005 9:36:58 PM
Figment looks around the alien landscape and chews his lip for a moment as he wracks his brain trying to figure out where they may have landed.
Knowledge arcana DC 27
Milo Tuesday September 27th, 2005 10:17:37 PM
Milo stands stock still, in shock at the sudden loss of his fiance to the whim of the Wold.
Gunther Wednesday September 28th, 2005 12:02:34 AM
Well, it wasn't exactly the most romantic place in the Wold...but it would do. Going behind K'nara, Gunther puts his massive arms on her shoulders and begins to give her a rather rough massage (which isn't as easy as it would sound...considering her armor). Then, he draws her in close, kissing her neck as he murmurs "Dere are vorse places to be lost. At least ve still have each oder. Vhy don't ve sneak off to some place a little more private, huh?"
In the Still of the Night - DM Donna Wednesday September 28th, 2005 1:36:21 AM
The utter unnaturalness of their surroundings sinks indelibly into the minds of the Talons...
...well, most of the Talons. K'Nara hears Gunther and then feels his hands upon her, rigid with shock for only a moment before her right hand snakes out and seizes his left, bending it backwards so that the pain of the move sends him to his knees.
"We do NOT have time for this!" she hisses angrily. "We're lost in a strange land, and Ingrge's right when he points out that we will soon lose the magic bearers of most of that treasure." The tall blade singer released Gunther and frowned. "We have to figure out which way we're going to go to find a way out of here..."
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 28th, 2005 5:56:47 PM
Bertram looks over at Ingrge, "I imagine if we havent solved this riddle in that amount of time, the loss of the treasure wont matter much. I dont like the feel of this strange place, My Friend."
Lian (Mark) Wednesday September 28th, 2005 7:24:34 PM
Lian prays to Domi for guidance, unsure of what to do next.
Milo Wednesday September 28th, 2005 8:53:06 PM
As the strangeness of the scene around them seeps into Milo's senses, the halfling's eyes begin to blink, and shaking his head, he comes out of his dazed state. Noting K'nara's observation about finding a way out, the halfling begins to crane his neck around, looking for obvious landmarks or structures to guide them by.
Lian (Mark) Wednesday September 28th, 2005 10:02:23 PM
Lian turns to Bertram with doubt and perhaps fear in his eyes, "Bertram I feel as if Domi is not even in this place, is it so for you?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 28th, 2005 10:08:23 PM
"Neither Domi or Gargul, Friend Lian, its as if they have abandoned us or...."Bertram pauses then continues more slowly, "Or they cannot reach us here. Another plane perhaps Friends?" He looks upset and angry as he asks.
Gunther Thursday September 29th, 2005 12:27:07 AM
The pain of K'nara's hold doesn't particularly bother the swarthy warrior, but there was something about her tone...something confusing. Gunther pulls his arm back and retreats away from the bladesinger. Perhaps he had misread her? No, she clearly liked him. But why had she chastised him so?? Gunther rubs his temple. Was it the elven ways in her that caused her to act so strangely? Perhaps. And then the light goes on. Of course...she was the chieftain. She was right...now was not the time for this...not while their lives were in danger. There would be a time...hopefully soon...he just had to bide his time. Rubbing his right wrist, Gunther sighs. Find a way out...if there was one. That certainly looks questionable right now.
Which Way to Go? - DM Donna Thursday September 29th, 2005 2:04:23 AM
The tall redhead nods at Gunther as he now seems to be back to normal...
...she hoped.
"Thank you, Gunther. Now...good Brother Bertram," K'Nara addresses the dwarf, "You seem to think that we aren't anywhere in The Wold? Another plane?" The human blade singer looks to Ingrge and Figment.
"Can it be true? And...if it is--how do we get back? Which way do we go to even begin to find out?"
Other than their voices, there is a silence that is eerie--there seems to be none of the usual calls of nocturnal critters like crickets or small animals. It's starting to make everyone wonder what kind of place the Talons have landed at...
Falin Thursday September 29th, 2005 8:32:40 AM
"I think we should rest for now right here. I don't see anything on the horizon except for that glimmer." Says Falin as he points to the west.
"I also think we should figure out a way to mark this spot so we can possible find our way back. If the entrance to the tower should open here again it would help."
"Also, we need to find a way to hide anything we don't want to take with us so it is not weighting us down. If we find a way out and the treasure is important enough to us we can always come back for it. I like to travel light."
"I suggest keeping gems. They usually spend the same everywhere. Metals fluctuate quite a bit."
Falin pauses for a second and brings up one more thing, "I am not trying to run things, merely throwing out suggestions. I will do as the group sees fit."
Brother Bertram Thursday September 29th, 2005 1:57:08 PM
Bertram turns to Falin and pushes a large hand against Falin's chest. "For someone not wanting to run things you sure are good at giving orders! The others may have forgiven you for abandoning us before, well guess what...I havent! Now why dont you shut up and let the rest of try to figure out what to do instead of handing out orders?!" Bertram turns in disgust to K'nara. "Now if you and that big dumb brute are done slobbering over each other we need to get out of this place if it isnt too much trouble. Bloody leader and all you do is flirt with that, that thing. Bertram stalks off from the group, and plops down and begins sharpening his axe, his hands trembling with rage at the way the party was behaving.
Lian (Mark) Thursday September 29th, 2005 2:08:19 PM
Lian watches the exchange between Bertram and the group, then burst out laughing, what an idiot!" He chuckles to himself then shoulders his pack shaking his head at the exchange, He looks to K'nara, "What are your orders? He tries to keep a straight face, but glances over at Gunther and a smirk flickers across his face.
Ingrge Thursday September 29th, 2005 6:33:26 PM
Raising an eyebrow at Bertram's outburst at Falin and K'nara, Ingrge shakes his head.
"Ignore him Falin, he is a bit out of sorts right now as we all are, and if Lian is right and Domi is not here then he is really going to be out of it for a bit."
"K'nara, I think that Figment has been trying to figure out where we might be. He is better than I at that sort of thing. (see Figment's previous post) As for myself, I am unsure of where we might be. It doesn't seem to have the same feel as the shadowlands or Fae Skiemier, but it definitely does not feel Woldian. I could do a scying, but I am not exactly sure what I would scry for."
Figment d20+20=39 Thursday September 29th, 2005 6:35:54 PM
Still seemngly lost in thought as he takes sightings of stars?, moons? sun? and close inspection of the nearby flora, Fignment continues to wrack his brain for anything resembling information about a place such as where they have found themselves. Knowledge arcana DC 39
DM Donna Thursday September 29th, 2005 8:11:32 PM
Figment is at a loss for where the party might possibly be, for there are no stars in the sky, only the strange lilac moon. The only flora to study is the rough, thatch-like grass that has a purplish cast to it (thanks to the off-color light of that moon). And the silence around the party only underscores how bizarre it is to be out in the middle of a vast grassy field with neither insects nor evidence of little meadow creatures.
(OOC: besides, if you're trying to determine if you've relocated to another plane, you do it with Knowledge: the planes, not Arcana.)
(well as I dont have his sheet I am going by what i remember he had from over 1 year ago, sorry. Kent)
Brother Bertram Thursday September 29th, 2005 10:22:04 PM
Bertram continues sharpening his axe, his hands trembling noticeably. He doesnt appear to notice as his hand crosses the blade, slicing it deeply, blood trickling down his knotted arm.
Lian (Mark) Thursday September 29th, 2005 10:25:21 PM
Lian looks over at Bert, his smile falling from his face as he sees blood dripping from the priests arm. "Bertram!" He runs as fast as he can to aid his friend.
Gunther AC24 d20+13=30 Thursday September 29th, 2005 11:02:29 PM
Gunther turns beet red at Bertram's words. Not one to think things through, the "big dumb brute" charges at the dwarf's back (Charge=30...success unless Bert has a Str. Mod more than 20). Setting his shoulder, Gunther slams into the cleric's back, slamming his face the few remaining feet into the ground. "You oversized gnome! You take dat back!! You take back vhat you said about her or so help me I'll scalp you right here and now!!
Milo Friday September 30th, 2005 12:29:04 AM
His composure regained, "Nothing appears to stick out. If you guys don't have any better ideas, I'm all for choosing a random direction to start headed. Maybe there is a town nearby." Milo looks doubtful even as he says the words himself.
Fight! Fight! - DM Donna Friday September 30th, 2005 12:36:44 AM
"I can't put my finger on it, but I don't like the idea of just staying he--" even as K'Nara begins to comment on Falin's suggestion of simply camping right there for the night, Gunther's exception to Bertram's comments cause the burly fighter to erupt in anger.
K'Nara blinks, feeling true horror grip her soul when she sees the attack upon the dwarven cleric.
"Stop it! Stop it right now!!!" she demands, stepping forward and tugging at Gunther in an effort to part him from Bertram.
Dread fills the hearts of those watching the physical confrontation: it's an omen of bad things to come--it must be...why else would the normally good-natured dwarf voice such an opinion...why else would the normally stoic trainer of big cats suddenly jump on the cleric?
Falin Friday September 30th, 2005 8:49:58 AM
"Gunther stop.", cries Falin, "This is not necessary. We are all a little frazzled and we are all copping in our own way. He didn't mean what he said." Falin runs over and stands between the two (facing Gunther).
Gunther d20+3=17 Friday September 30th, 2005 4:47:30 PM
"Leadership without respect leads to knives in backs..." that's what Grell used to say. His anger fueling him, Gunther side steps the well meaning Falin, dragging K'nara behind him (Str. check=17) He is intent on capitalizing the dwarf's prone position to extract a proper appology using whatever means necessary.
Brother Bertram Friday September 30th, 2005 5:32:50 PM
Bertram raises himself up slowly, his face covered in dirt, blood trickly from the corner of his mouth to match the steady drip down his fingers from the cut to his hand. He looks up at Gunther, his face covered with tears, streaking his dusty face. "My friends, what have I done! I am so sorry my friends, I just,I, I have lost my way and dont deserve to be with you." With that he turns and walks out into the night, his axe dragging the ground behind him, the corded handle all that keeps it with him. He moves towards the faint glimmer in the distance, his head down, his anguish evident to anyone choosing to look.
Gunther Saturday October 1st, 2005 2:07:01 AM
Panting heavily, Gunther stalks toward Bertram, dragging K'nara behind him...until he spots the cleric's face. Bertram's words drain the anger seething in his heart. He had won the battle but at a terrible price. He swears softly but vehemently in orcish as he kicks the nearest fungi. Grabbing K'nara's arm, Gunther gently but firmly removes her grip. Then he heads over to Bertram and stands in front of him, preventing him from moving further. Putting a hand down, Gunther picks up Bertram's axe and cuts a small gash on his arm. Then the warrior grabs the cleric's wounded hand and presses it against his freshly bleeding arm. "Ve are broders now. Vhat happened in de past is gone and buried. Ve stay togeder and ve find de vey togeder."
Hark..! - DM Donna d20+3=23 Sunday October 2nd, 2005 12:36:17 AM
K'Nara feels Gunther maneuver her about, but then pulls herself away from his well-meaning grip. (OOC: K'Nara's Strength check is a natural 20+3 for a total of 23 versus Gunther's 17.)
"It's obvious--we are WAY far away from The Wold." she points out. "Wherever we are, we have to find a way back as soon as possible. Falin may have a point about just camping here--we used up just about all our spells going through the Tower and facing that Necromancer..." She trails off as she contemplates whether or not to just camp right where the group finds itself at present.
Everyone in the party must make a Listen check versus DC18. Those who make the check will hear a strange kind of noise that is coming from the north.
Milo d20+17=32 d20+19=38 d20+17=35 Sunday October 2nd, 2005 2:06:31 AM
As they sit there for the moment, Milo takes the time to retrieve his boots of speed from his haversack, and after putting them back on, he replaces his slippers of spider climb back into the same haversack. The halfling's ears perk up at the strange noise. Bored with waiting, "Did you hear that guys? I think that I'll check it out." Without further ado, Milo heads that direction, disappearing into the surrounding landscape as he does. (OOC: Made Listen check DC 32. Made Hide and Move Silently checks at DC 38 and 35 respectively. That is with a self imposed -5 penalty for moving at full speed, rather than half speed.)
Brother Bertram Sunday October 2nd, 2005 10:14:30 AM
Bertram looks up at the big warrior through his tears for a moment, searching Gunther's face, then grips his hand tightly. From now on, my Friend, no matter what, we will find a way..together. Forgive me all of you. I felt as if my gods had forsaken me. It is a strange experience for me and I lost my senses for a bit. Please forgive a dwarven fool." He wipes his face and picks up his axe. He walks over to Falin, "Forgive me Friend Falin, my words were hurtful and most uncalled for. You have been a brave and true companion."
Falin d20+3=5 Monday October 3rd, 2005 5:45:38 PM
"Bertram, do not give it a second thought friend." says Falin as he grips his forearms in a sign of friendship. "I too know what it isike to be lost. Just know that you are not alone as long as you have us with you."
Falin is too caught up in Bertram to be able to hear anything.
Gunther d20+1=16 Monday October 3rd, 2005 9:22:15 PM
The warrior nods and smiles at Brother Bertram. He thinks he hears something, but then decides he must be mistaken (Listen=16). "Vell, den...I suppose ve should stay here. Ve need spells back and deres only von ve to do dat."
Lian (Mark) Tuesday October 4th, 2005 4:14:39 AM
Lian watches Gunther and Bertram, relieved that it was no worse than it was. He looks up and Milo runs off in the distance.
Swarm - DM Donna Wednesday October 5th, 2005 12:32:25 AM
Milo moves to the fore in order to check out the odd noise that his words bring to everyone's attention...however, as the only plants in the area are the rough grass, it's impossible for even the accomplished halfling to sufficiently Hide from sight.
The noise grows closer, bringing a chill to those who now hear it: the sound of clicking, clacking, cackling, howling and baying all rolled into one cacophony. The roiling curtain of sound billows out over the Talons, evoking fear and the sudden conviction that whatever's approaching from the north is highly unnatural.
Everyone in the party must make a Willpower save versus DC20 or become Shaken by the approaching cloud of...whatever.
Jay B (Lian) Wednesday October 5th, 2005 5:43:24 PM
OOC: Okay folks, I have returned! I think I'm ready to get back to the Wold. Let me know when you need me back. :)
Falin (shaken) d20+4=12 d20+2=12 Wednesday October 5th, 2005 10:21:49 PM
Looking out at the dark landscape and hearing the sound Falin becomes visibly shaken...
"I do not like the sound of that. It brings back nightmares of my last vist to Fae Skimier."
Falin begins to ack away from the sound. "Perhaps we light the grass on fire to screen ourselves." OOC: Int roll of 12
Gunther (AC28, HP83/83) Shaken d20+4=11 Wednesday October 5th, 2005 11:29:38 PM
In a flash, Gunther's animated shield is floating in front of him. "Vhat vas...." Gunther catches the noise, and it chills him to his very soul (Will=11). "...dat" he whispers as his hands shake.
Milo d20+12=29 Thursday October 6th, 2005 12:01:06 AM
Milo's short sword practically leaps into his hand, and the halfling stares into the darkness trying to get a look at whatever is making all the noise. (OOC: Will save DC 29)
DM Donna Thursday October 6th, 2005 2:08:33 AM
Ingrge, Figment, Bertram and Lian must make their Will saves versus DC20 as well.
Lian d20+21=25 Thursday October 6th, 2005 4:22:26 AM
Will save 25.
OOC: Is Lian there with the Talons?
Brother Bertram d20+14=21 Thursday October 6th, 2005 8:20:36 AM
Bertram feels a fear run through him as the sound approaches but is able to resist turning and running.
(Will Save 21)
Ingrge / Figment d20+16=21 d20+9=17 d20+13=27 d20+9=19 Thursday October 6th, 2005 6:15:57 PM
Ingrge will DC 21
Figment will dc 17
Ingrge still irritated by the actions of his party members and by not knowing how or where they are somhow manages to not be shaken by the apporaching noises DC 21 and tries his hardest to place the sounds he can hear. KNowledge arcana DC 27, knowlege history DC 19.
Figment caught up in the party drama unfolding around him is not really paying attention and is shaken by the sound that reach him. DC 17
(OOC: Sorry all for the lack of posts. real life reared its ugly head and bit me in the arse....)
Incoming!!! - DM Donna d20+8=26 Friday October 7th, 2005 2:38:35 AM
K'Nara, too, hears the soul-chilling sound sweeping toward the party from across the grassy plain and stiffens, her eyes momentarily widening in horror. Then she snarls and draws her sword. (OOC: K'Nara makes her Will save with 26.)
"Lucia!" she barks the name of her blade, causing it to blaze to life. "Whatever it is--it's coming in fast! Don't range too far ahead, Milo! I don't want to lose you to--"
The "cloud" that boils across the terrain is no ordinary cloud, everyone in the party suddenly realizes. It isn't a "cloud" at all:
It is a pack of flying skulls--bobbing and weaving in the air, looking from afar like a billowing cloud rolling towards the party. The clattering, clicking, sickly sound that has so unnerved too many members of the party is the sound of dozens of teeth chattering as the jaws of each skull snap open and shut. As the pack draws closer, one can make out that the majority of them are human...or, at least, humanoid. However, it's also frightfully evident that a lot of the skulls in the approaching pack are NOT human at all.
The party has one round before the pack of skulls is upon them.
Lian (AC 35, 53 hps) Friday October 7th, 2005 3:15:25 AM OOC: Thanks Mark for playing Lian while I was gone. To those who were concerned about my dad, he's doing much better. He's awake, sore and having memory issues but he's fine and off most of the machines.
(OOC: Did we reprepare spells since I left? We are in the 2nd Trial? Was there any treasure split or anything?)
Active Spells: Hide from Undead
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 2/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
"This place just keeps getting better and better!" [retrieves a scroll and casts hide from undead]
Milo Friday October 7th, 2005 7:32:59 PM
Milo's eyes widen as the cloud of skulls comes into view. Showing the wisdom of his kin, the halfling rogue turns and runs back toward the group yelling, "INCOMING!"
DM Donna Saturday October 8th, 2005 12:19:47 AM
Post! POST!
Gunther (AC28, HP83/83) Shaken, Hide from Undead Saturday October 8th, 2005 12:30:21 AM
Thinking that just about now Lian is about the wisest person in...well, wherever they are...Gunther fishes out a Hide from Undead potion and slams it down.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% 10d6(4+1+6+6+5+4+2+5+2+3)=38 Saturday October 8th, 2005 7:52:34 AM
Activating his boots of speed and looking up, Ingrge watches the approaching mass of flying skulls. Gripping his staff in one hand, he targets a point that is 20 feet behind the leading edge and sends a fireball exploding into their midst. 38 points, relfex DC 20 for 1/2 damage.
Figment: AC 15: HP:63: prot. evil (11 minutes) Saturday October 8th, 2005 8:05:24 AM
Shaken, but not disabled, Figment casts a spell upon himself Protection from evil. He then straightens up and watching Ingrge's fireball prepares for what is about to come.
Falin (shaken) Saturday October 8th, 2005 9:57:15 AM
Seeing everyone else preparing for battle he takes out his bow and knocks an arrow. Not sure how effective he will be.
Brother Bertram 10d6(6+1+4+2+6+4+4+1+5+6)+10=49 Saturday October 8th, 2005 4:33:18 PM
Bertram shudders at the prospect of facing these creatures without his god, but still calls forth the power already within him, Calling down fire from the skies upon the creatures. (Flamestrike-Damage 49 centered in middle of pack to do most damage possible)
Lian Monday October 10th, 2005 3:49:16 AM
The monk prepares for combat.
Combat Round 1 - DM Donna Monday October 10th, 2005 11:11:27 PM
Lian casts his spell--he is now effectively invisible to Undead. So is Gunther, thanks to the timely chug-a-lugging of his handy potion.
Figment is Protected From Evil (OOC: don't forget to post the duration for that, please.)
Falin prepares in spite of being shaken.
Between Ingrge's well-aimed fireball and Brother Bertram's flame strike, the cloud of skulls is considerably thinned out--only about 16 of the skulls remain now...but none of them are in the least human:
The remaining skulls are that of oversized canines--they have eyes that glow with unearthly fire and fangs that protrude in an exaggerated manner. They all bay, howl and growl as they rush the party, closing with supernatural speed...
(OOC: the players will be receiving a PDF of the combat map. Milo gets an attack of opportunity on Skulls 1 and 2 as they enter his threat range. Please remember the effects of being Shaken--you lose AC and get a combat penalty because these flying skulls are clearly nothing that could ever truly exist in The Wold and your character knows it.)
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. #2; hp 78) d20+19=28 d4+4=7 2d8(1+5)=6 d20+20=32 d20+20=28 d20+15=28 d4+4=5 d4+4=6 d4+4=8 2d6(4+5)=9 2d6(1+1)=2 2d6(4+4)=8 Tuesday October 11th, 2005 1:01:53 AM
Milo takes his attack of opportunity, and then clicking his heals, continues to attack the skull, beating down with his holy sword. (OOC: Can only take 1 AoO without Combat Reflexes, but attacks skull #1 hitting AC 28 for the AoO, then turns on the haste, and attacks the same skull hitting AC 32, 28, and 28 for 13 hps on the AoO and 14, 8, and 16 hit points respectively for his other attacks. If all hits it is a total of 51 points of damage.)
Gunther (AC28, HP83/83) Shaken, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil Tuesday October 11th, 2005 1:10:29 AM
Although the shaking continues, Gunther manages enough courage to find and chug yet another potion...protection from evil the label reads. Earnestly hoping that those things can't see him, Gunther snaps his fingers, and his sword is instantly in his hands.
OOC Donna, can you please tell me the specifics of being shaken (numbers please). I can't remember it off the top of my head.
(from Kent OOC: DMG p294: Shaken characters suffer a -2 on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks and ability checks)
Figment: AC 15: HP:63: prot. evil (11 minutes) 11d6(4+5+4+5+4+6+1+3+5+3+4)=44 d20+11=28 Tuesday October 11th, 2005 6:45:40 PM
Still shaken (but not stirred) Figment rips off the spell he was working on and a bolt of lightening comes streing from his hand, striking # 5 square on and then leaps to 6, 10, 13, 14, 16, 9, 12, 15, 3, & 4.
chain lightening - relex DC 25 - Spell reistance 28
#5 takes 44 points. save for 22 points
All the others take 22 points. save for 11 points.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% 5d6(6+2+6+6+3)=23 d20+12=25 Tuesday October 11th, 2005 6:52:17 PM
Ingrge watches as his and Bertram's spells go off and then Figment rips into the remaining skulls with his lightening.
Wanting to do something a bit different he calls forth a spell of his own centered on skull #7. And suddenly skulls 7, 8, 2, 3, 4, 11 & 12 are all being pounded by fist sized hail stones.
Ice storm - NO save: Spell resistance 27
All take 23 points damage.
Lian (AC 35, 53 hps) Tuesday October 11th, 2005 7:12:48 PM
Active Spells: Hide from Undead (9mins 54secs)
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 2/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
The monk works toward the back of the group of skulls. (Moves to Q25) He crosses his fingers, hoping the hide spell works against these wierd undead.
Falin AC 24 HP 58 Shaken d20+15=32 d20+10=17 d20+15=30 d20+2=5 d20+2=16 d20+2=17 d8+2=9 d8+2=6 d8+2=7 Tuesday October 11th, 2005 9:09:42 PM
Falin draws and lets loose on # 5 OOC: If #5 goes down I will continue to #6, and then #1.
AC 32 DMG 9 AC 17 DMG 6 AC 30 DMG 7
OOC Ignore the three d20+2 rolls. I forgot to change to d8
Brother Bertram 10d6(1+1+4+1+1+3+1+1+5+4)+10=32 Tuesday October 11th, 2005 10:14:52 PM
Bertram uses another of his quickly dwindling spells to try one last time to destroy the strange scary creatures.
(FLamestrike again 32 damage)
Combat Round 2 - DM Donna d20+11=30 d20+11=24 d20+10=25 d20+10=11 d20+10=20 d20+10=14 9d4(2+3+1+1+1+1+3+3+3)=18 3d6(5+2+2)=9 d20+10=12 d20+10=24 2d6(4+3)+8=15 d6=6 Wednesday October 12th, 2005 2:14:09 AM
Milo's attacks on Skull 1 all hit.
Gunther is now Protected from Evil. (OOC: Anyone who is Shaken suffers -2 on Will saves and combat rolls both melee and ranged.)
Figment's Chain Lightning spell looks absolutely spectacular, doing 22 points to the skulls listed above. (OOC: Skull 5 made its Save with 30, and the others didn't with a group Save of 24.)
Even more impressively, Ingrge's hailstorm rains down icy death upon the howling masses. It seems to do more damage than the spell normally would.
Lian moves to Q25. None of the skulls seem to be orienting on him.
Falin fires off his missiles, two of them hitting. The damage done by the arrows adds to the damage #5 suffered from that lightning.
Brother Bertram calls upon another Flame Strike...only this time, only the merest of puffs of flame appears rather than the grand column of fire that had been summoned forth before.
K'Nara takes a five-foot step to her right, ending up at S34...she's now placed herself between the oncoming bony horrors and Figment.
Skulls 3, 4, 5 and 6 advance five feet and, opening their fanged mouths wide, belch forth 30-foot cones of flame with their fiery screams, targeting Bertram, Gunther, K'Nara, Ingrge and Figment.
Bertram was the target of two Fiery Scream attacks--one hits AC11 and the other AC20.
K'Nara was the target of two Fiery Scream attacks--one hits AC11 and the other AC14.
Gunther was the target of two Fiery Scream attacks--one hits AC25 and the other AC20.
Figment was the target of one Fiery Scream attack--it hits AC14.
Ingrge was the target of one Fiery Scream attack--it hits AC25.
Anyone hit by a Fiery Scream suffers 18hp sonic damage and 9hp fire damage (Reflex Save vs DC21 for only 5hp fire damag). Intended targets must also make another Will Save vs. DC20 or become Shaken {or Frightened, if already Shaken} whether or not they're hit due to the terrifyingly unnatural howling.
Skulls 1 & 2 attack Milo by snapping at him with their oversized jaws and jagged teeth, the stench of their undead breath blowing into the halfling's face! (OOC: #1 hits AC12 and #2 hits AC24 for 15hpd + 6hp fire damage).
The other skulls continue to swarm closer to the Talons...(OOC: Brother Bertram gets an Attack of Opportunity against either Skull 15 or 16 as they have both entered the cleric's threat range.)
Lian (AC 35, 53 hps)[large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach] Wednesday October 12th, 2005 5:30:40 AM
Active Spells: Hide from Undead (9mins 48secs)
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 2/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
The hand of Domi activates his last Enlarge Tattoo for the day and prepares for combat.
Figment: AC 15: HP:63: prot. evil (11 minutes) 13d6(4+3+1+5+1+6+6+1+6+3+2+6+3)=47 d20+13=25 Wednesday October 12th, 2005 6:01:20 PM
Thanks to his protection from evil spell, Figment manages to avoid the fiery sonic breath and takes a five foot step to his left into R35 and then casts a cone of cold above the talons' heads in order to catch only the skulls. As the cone fills in the affected area, skulls 1, 16, 5, 9, 6, 10, 13, & 14 all need to make saves.
Reflex DC 25 or take 47 points of damage. Save for 24 points.
Spell resistance 25.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% 5d6(2+4+6+4+6)=22 d20+12=26 Wednesday October 12th, 2005 6:07:02 PM
Ingrge easily avoids the breath aimed his way and having seen how effective his previous spell was sends a duplicate spell on its way, targeting just to the left of #4 (L31). Once again fist sized hail stones rain down upon the skulls this time hitting 12, 4, 3, 11, 15, 8, & 7 as each recieves 22 points of damage.
No save. Spell resistance 26
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. #2; hp 57/78) d20+20=32 d20+20=36 d20+15=28 d4+4=8 d4+4=6 d4+4=7 2d6(6+6)=12 2d6(2+6)=8 2d6(5+1)=6 Wednesday October 12th, 2005 8:03:11 PM
Adjusting slightly away from skull 2, Milo clicks his heels and batters away at skull 1. (OOC: Hit ACs 32, 36, and 28 for 20, 14, and 13 hit points of damage respectively. Total of 47 hit points of damage. Five-foot stepped to R29.)
Brother Bertram AC28 68/84 HP d20+12=30 d20+12=26 d20+7=23 d10+10=18 d10+10=16 d10+10=20 2d6(2+4)=6 2d6(2+1)=3 2d6(5+6)=11 Wednesday October 12th, 2005 8:20:57 PM
Bertram dodges the fiery breath with ease and decides to try his axe. Swinging it with all of his strength he aims for the creature that dared to come within reach.(#15) He then launches a full attack on the other creature, trying to destroy it immediately(#16). (OOC Hits: AC 30-Damage 18, 24 if chaotic evil(#15) AC 26-Damage 16, 19 if chaotic evil(#16) AC 23-Damage 20, 31 if chaotic evil(#16) If creatures are indeed undead-axe has a permanent disrupt undead thrown upon it at 9th level-Will save against level or be destroyed-No magic resistance save allowed)
Falin AC 24 HP 58 Shaken d20+15=20 d20+10=19 d20+15=23 d8+2=4 d8+2=4 d8+2=8 Thursday October 13th, 2005 12:51:35 AM
Falin continues to fire on the swarm.
This time he targets #15 to help out Bertram. If #15 falls he will target #16 as well. If #16 is down then he will continue with #5, #6, and #1.
AC 20 DMG 4 AC 19 DMG 4 AC 23 DMG 8
Gunther (AC28 30 vs. Evil, HP83/83) Frightened, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil d20+11=12 d20+6=7 d20+11=19 d20+3=11 d20+4=17 Thursday October 13th, 2005 12:57:25 AM
Thanks to his nice protective armor and his shield, Gunther finds it no problem to avoid the belches. However, the screeches are never rattling (Will=17). Taking a 5 foot step (O35), he closes with skull #8 and lays into it. But between his shaking hands and his knocking knees, the warrior has a very hard time of it (AC12, 7, 19, 11).
Combat Round 3 - DM Donna d20+7=24 d20+17=30 d10+6=11 d20+10=13 d20+10=21 d20+10=27 9d4(1+1+2+1+4+1+2+4+2)=18 3d6(6+6+6)=18 d20+10=18 d20+10=15 d20+10=27 Thursday October 13th, 2005 2:21:10 AM
Lian is now Large and prepared for combat.
Figment's Cone of Cold dishes out major damage: Skulls 5, 6 and 9 shatter into pieces, their bits of bone spraying Milo, Bertram, K'Nara and even the invisible-to-undead Lian with the calcified shrapnel.
Milo's attacks upon Skull 1 defeat that particular creature as well.
Ingrge's spell slams into the flying undead, doing a lot of damage to them--but they are all still flying.
Brother Bertram's attacks on Skull 16 polish off the thing--between the icy magic and the goodness of the cleric attacking it, the Skull bursts into dust.
Two of Falin's arrows hit Skull 15, but it's still bobbing insanely about in the air.
Gunther's fright effects his aim--none of his blows lands on Skull 8.
K'Nara charges Skull 10, hitting AC30 for 11hpd...and finds that Lucia's flames don't seem to be effecting the dog-like skull at all. She is now at U34.
Skull 2 closes with Milo and, again, opts to bite at the halfling, missing with a hit to AC13.
Skull 3 turns and aims a Fiery Scream attack at Milo, missing with only a hit to AC21. However, Milo must make a Will save vs. DC20 or become Shaken.
Skull 7 takes a 5-foot step to M35 and then--along with Skull 8--launches a Fiery Scream attack at Gunther, Ingrge, Falin & Figment. The screams hit AC27, doing 18hp sonic damage and 18hp fire damage (Reflex save vs. DC21 for 9hp fire damage). All intended targets must still make a Will save versus DC20 or become Shaken, Frightened or Panicked (penalties to Will Saves and combat rolls get worse in increments of 2.)
Skull 10 uses its own Fiery Scream attack on K'Nara, Figment and Falin, its sonic and fire energy going awry and missing all three (OOC: only hits AC18.) However, because they are the intended targets of the attack, all three must make a Will Save vs. DC20 to avoid another -2 penalty to their subsequent Will Saves & combat rolls.
Skulls 15 and 16 try biting Brother Bertram again. Both sets of unholy jaws snap on air (OOC: one hit AC15 and the other AC27.)
The rest of the skulls aren't attacking, but moving about on the battlefield, obviously jockeying for a better position to attack for the next round.
Lian (AC 33, 53 hps) d20+16=31 d20+16=32 d20+16=33 d20+13=29 3d8(5+4+7)+5=21 3d8(1+7+8)+5=21 3d8(3+2+6)+5=16 3d8(3+5+2)+5=15 Thursday October 13th, 2005 3:13:45 AM
Active Spells: Enlarge Tattoo [large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach](54secs)
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 3/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
The monk steps to p26 and flanks Skull 2 with Milo. (reach 10 feet, hits AC 31, 32, 33 and 29 for 21, 21, 16 and 15 damage, counts as magical) He will split his attacks if possible.
[No longer hidden from undead.]
Figment: AC 15: HP:36/63: prot. evil (11 minutes) d20+9=21 d20+9=26 13d6(1+6+4+2+3+2+6+5+3+2+2+2+4)=42 d20+13=28 d20+9=25 d20+6=24 Thursday October 13th, 2005 5:44:33 PM
will DC 21 DC 25 & DC 26 last round and this round(no longer shaken?) Reflex DC 24
Wincing from the sonic and fiery breath, Figment sees the skulls spreading out and looks to see where he can do the most damage with another spell and spots one careless group and sends a pellet of ice zipping toward K7 where it explodes into a 10 ft radius burst of ice causing 42 points of damage to skull 7, 4, 11, & 12.
Otiluke's Freezing Sphere
DC 25 save for 21 points each Spell resistance 28
Ingrge: AC 33: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% d20+18=24 Thursday October 13th, 2005 5:59:05 PM
Dodging the firey sonic breath and ignoring the beasts' scariness Will DC 24, Ingrge rips off 2 patches (free action) from his robe (seal of fire resistance - all party members resist 1d6 fire damage for 3 rounds) and seal of evasion - everyone gets evasion bonus of +1 to AC for 3 rounds).
Looking around he sees Figment get staggered by the skulls attack Ingrge moves to L32 and points his staff at his compatriot, and suddenly Figment is very blurry and hard to place exactly.(displacement - 50 % miss chance on all attacks)
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. #2; hp 57/78) d20+20=34 d20+20=33 d20+15=31 d4+4=5 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 2d6(3+6)=9 2d6(2+1)=3 2d6(3+3)=6 Thursday October 13th, 2005 10:48:12 PM
Milo turns, and clicking his heels, launches a new flurry of attacks at skull 2. (OOC: Milo hits AC 34, 33, and 31 for 14, 9, and 11 hit points of damage respectively. Total of 34 hit points of damage.)
Gunther (AC28 30 vs. Evil, HP83/83) Panicked, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil d20+2=18 Thursday October 13th, 2005 11:22:18 PM
Gunther covers his ears as the screams cut through to his very soul (Will=18). "Dey see me...de see me..." he whimpers as he begins to backpedal away from the unholy skulls.
Combat Round 4 - DM Donna d20+7=20 d20+15=26 d20+11=22 d10+6=13 d10+6=8 d20+10=15 d20+10=19 d20+10=19 d20+10=11 d20+10=14 d20+10=29 2d6(4+4)+8=16 d6=3 d6=6 d20+10=28 9d4(2+3+3+2+2+1+4+3+4)=24 3d6(4+4+4)=12 d20+10=21 Friday October 14th, 2005 12:02:53 AM
Lian's attacks on Skull #2--in concert with Milo's--pulverize the massive canine skull, pounding the bone into dust between the large elf and small halfling.
Figment's sphere explodes amidst the skulls attempting to circle around the Talons. Numbers 4 and 7 shatter into pieces, and Numbers 11 and 12 are not looking too good, either. (OOC: none of the group saved versus the freezing sphere.)
Everybody in the party now has 1d6 Fire Resistance for the next three rounds, as well as a +1 AC bonus.
Ingrge casts the Blur spell on Figment, who will have only a 50% chance of any successful physical attack hitting him.
Gunther backpedals away from the skulls that seem to have a bead on him, ending up at R34 (OOC: as per the player.)
K'Nara turns the full fury of her attacks onto Skull 10, striking it twice for 13hpd and 8hpd.
Skulls 4 and 8 howl out their Fiery Screams, targeting Ingrge and Falin. They both miss (hitting AC15), but their attacks mean both Ingrge and Falin must each roll two Will Saves vs. DC20 or be subject to progressive states of terror (-2 to Will Saves & combat rolls per state {Shaken, Frightened, & Panicked}.)
Skull 7 blasts everyone in front of it with its Fiery Scream, engulfing Ingrge, Falin, Figment and the retreating Gunther in its range. It hits AC19, which misses everyone, but prompts another Will Save for everyone named (as per the instructions above.)
Skulls 3, 15 and 16 gang up on Bertram, with #3 launching its own Fiery Scream at the cleric. The energy attacks miss (the blast only hits AC19), but Bertram must roll a Will Save as per the instructions above. 15 and 16 still try to put the bite on the dwarf, but AC11 and AC14 are not good enough to hit the well-armored priest.
Skull 10 snaps its oversized jaws in K'Nara's direction, managing to latch onto her right forearm just above the decorative bracer given to her by Gunther! The empty eyesockets of the undead flare in triumph as its heated mandibles rend her arm for 16hpd. (There was 3hpd fire damage as well, but Ingrge's Seal nullifies the unholy flame with a roll of 6 on the die.)
Skull 13 takes a 5-foot step and howls its Fiery Scream at Falin and Ingrge, hitting AC28 for 24hp sonic damage, 12hp fire damage and prompting both elves to make yet another Will Save as per the instructions above.
Skull 14 takes a 5-foot step and unleashes another Fiery Scream, intending to hit Figment, Falin and Ingrge, unaware that poor Gunther is also in its path of flaming horror! The skull hits AC21, missing everyone with its energy attacks, but (again) everyone named must make another Will Save as per the instructions above.
The rest of the skulls move into new positions--the Talons are virtually surrounded by the nasty undead now!
Falin d20+2=15 d20+5=6 d20=11 d20=10 d20-2=8 d20-2=3 d20-2=10 d20+3=16 Friday October 14th, 2005 1:15:35 AM
(OOC: Round 3) Falin is hit by three sonic atacks with one of them causing damage (OOC: 36 HP with a failed reflex of 6). He then become frightened beyond all belief (OOC three failed Will saves 15, 11, 10).
Falin colapses to the ground in a jibbering mess.
(OOC: Round 4) Falin is hit with 5 more attacks with one of them causing damage. (36 HP of damage with a failed reflex save 16)
Falin slumps to the ground. No longer wimpering.
Brother Bertram d20+14=15 d20+10=28 d10+10=15 2d6(4+2)=6 d20+7=21 2d6(2+3)=5 d10+10=19 Friday October 14th, 2005 4:12:21 AM
Bertram feels the fear of the creatures taking over, sapping his will to live. He bites his lip and continues to attack half-heartedly. He makes two good swings despite his fear, and prays its enough.
(OOC Donna Earlier you said I killed 16, He is still swatting at me. Just clarify please, thanks! Hits AC 28 Damage 15, 21 if Chaotic Evil Hits AC 21 Damage 19, 24 if Chaotic Evil Also Disrupt Undead spell in effect on the Axe)
DM OOC: I just reviewed the previous round and you're correct--#16 was killed then, and shouldn't be attacking this round. (Apparently I had forgotten to remove 16 from the combat map earlier.) Please ignore the effects attributed to #16. Reassign Bert's attacks as well.
Lian (AC 33+1, 53 hps) d20+12=26 d20+7=15 3d8(6+6+4)+5=21 3d8(1+2+2)+5=10 Friday October 14th, 2005 6:56:14 AM
Active Spells: Enlarge Tattoo [large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach](48secs)
Everybody in the party now has 1d6 Fire Resistance for the next three rounds, as well as a +1 AC bonus.
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 3/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
The monk moves to within reach of Skull 15 (moves to p29). Then attacks Skull 15. (AC 26 and 15 for 21 and 10 damage)[He will split his attacks if necessary.]
DM Donna OOC d20+10=14 d20+10=26 Friday October 14th, 2005 9:50:24 PM
Two things:
Falin, did you remember to reduce the damage suffered by one d6 (Ingrge's Seal of Fire Resistance)? Or using any Hero Points to reroll one (or more) of those saves?
And my apologies to Ingrge--he isn't subject to the attacks listed in my Combat Round 4 post, because he'd moved and I forgot to move him on the map. Instead, Ingrge is subject to two AoO's by Skulls 7 and 8 as he must move between them to get to square L32. Those AoO's are two Fiery Screams that hit AC14 and AC26--both of them miss, as Ingrge's AC is apparently 33(?)
Ingrge, of course, is now at L32 on the map.
Gunther (AC28 30 vs. Evil, HP83/83) Panicked, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil d20+2=21 d20+2=21 2d8(3+3)+3=9 Friday October 14th, 2005 11:37:03 PM
Sweat rolling down his face, his eyes wide with terror, Gunther cowers as the skulls scream at him again. But the result is quite different this go round. Though his arms shake so bad that he can barely keep a hold of his sword, Gunther looks oddly unaffected by the latest attack (Wills=21,21). Spotting the fall of Falin, Gunther goes to his side (5 foot step to R35). Whispering "Heilen", Gunther reaches out and sends the healing magic from his tattoo into the archer's tattered body 9hp healed.
Lian Saturday October 15th, 2005 7:38:18 AM
OOC: Doh!
Milo (AC 31, 32 vs. #15; hp 57/78) d20+20=26 d20+20=37 d20+15=30 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 d4+4=7 2d6(3+5)=8 2d6(6+6)=12 2d6(1+5)=6 Saturday October 15th, 2005 1:53:49 PM
Clicking his heels, Milo steps toward skull 15 and hammers away at the foul undead creature with his holy short sword. (OOC: 5-foot step to Q30 and hit ACs 26, 37, and 30 for 14, 17, 13 hit points of damage respectively. Total 44 hit points damage.)
Figment: AC 15: HP: 36/63: shaken, prot. evil (11 minutes), displaced d20+11=25 d20+11=26 5d4(2+3+1+1+2)+5=14 d20+11=27 Saturday October 15th, 2005 2:21:19 PM
Umm can I assume that the skulls physical attacks missed Figment's ac15?)
(Using 2 hero points 1 for each will roll)
Shaking off the the screams and the fear, Figment moves 25 ft to V30 and sends a string of five magic missiles streaking at skull # 11 (14 points) Spell resistance 27
Ingrge: AC 30: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% d20+16=32 d20+16=31 d20+19=27 d6+8=12 d20+12=31 d20+12=25 d6+8=14 2d6(6+3)+16=25 2d10(2+7)=9 Saturday October 15th, 2005 2:31:33 PM
Will saves dc 32, 31
Shrugging off the skulls attacks as he runs out of the circle. He turns and watches with great sadness as Falin falls Ingrge instantly has his bow in hand (quiver of elhonna) and sends two arrows streaking toward skull number 3. AC 27 for 12 points, AC 31 (crit threat AC 25) for 14 If crit then 25 crit damage and 9 additional icy burst damage
(note new AC of 30 - now that his staff is no longer in hand)
Combat Round 5 - DM Donna 2d8(6+7)+8=21 d20+10=15 d20+10=23 Sunday October 16th, 2005 1:54:04 PM
Falin falls to the roughly carpeted ground. He isn't moving.
Bertram's blows damage Skull 15 severely--Lian's assistance polishes the undead thing off completely.
Gunther's attempt to heal the fallen elven archer is no good--Falin remains lifeless on the ground.
Milo moves but there is no longer a Skull 15 for him to attack, as Bertram's and Lian's attacks have destroyed it.
Figment's Magic Missiles blow Skull 11 out of the sky.
Ingrge's switch to using a bow proves very productive--Skull 3 bursts into a million icy pieces.
K'Nara moves away from Skull 10 in a straight line, stopping at map coordinate U30, then casts a Cure Moderate Wounds spell on Figment (OOC: heals 21hp damage).
"Anyone got a Silence spell?" she yells. "It would cut down on the damage these things do..!"
Skulls 7 and 8 turn their hollow eye sockets Bertram's way, both of them howling their Fiery Screams at the cleric. Neither of their energy attacks actually hit the dwarf though (as their combat rolls only hit ACs 15 and 23). Bertram must still make a Will Save versus the terrifying aspect of their combined howl (DC20 or suffer a penalty of -2 to Will Saves & subsequent combat rolls.)
The other skulls maneuver once more--it is clear that they are now concentrating their efforts on Bertram...maybe even Lian, as well.
Brother Bertram d20+12=31 d20+12=13 d20+12=28 d20+7=25 d10+10=11 d10+10=14 2d6(6+5)=11 2d6(3+5)=8 Sunday October 16th, 2005 3:26:50 PM
Bertram raises his head and looks back at the creatures, clearly back in control of his emotions and he attacks Skull 13 accordingly. He swings are powerful and well-placed. He just prays its enough.
(OOC Hit AC 28 11 damage, 22 if chaotic evil Hit AC 25 14 damage, 22 if chaotic evil Disrupt undead cast on axe, used one hero point)
Ingrge: AC 30: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% d20+19=35 d20+19=30 d20+12=25 3d6(5+6+6)+24=41 Sunday October 16th, 2005 9:44:21 PM
Ingrge pulls three more arrows out of his quiver and sends then racing toward skull number 12.
Ac 35, 30, 25 for total of 41 points damage.
Figment: AC 15: HP: 57/63: shaken, prot. evil (11 minutes), displaced 5d4(1+2+3+4+3)+5=18 d20+11=26 Sunday October 16th, 2005 9:46:48 PM
Figment sighs as he feels the healing rush through him and sends another volley of magic missiles arcing toward skull 10 (18 points damage. SR 26
Milo (AC 31, 32 vs. #10; hp 57/78) d20+20=26 d20+20=25 d20+15=24 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 2d6(5+2)=7 2d6(4+4)=8 2d6(5+3)=8 Sunday October 16th, 2005 11:22:13 PM
Clicking his heels, Milo steps toward skull 10, and goes to town on the undead critter with his holy short sword. (OOC: 5-foot step to R31 and hit ACs 26, 25, and 24 for 14, 15, and 15 points of damage respectively. Total damage 44 points.)
Lian (AC 33+1, 53 hps) d20+12=31 d20+7=14 3d8(6+8+1)+5=20 3d8(3+8+5)+5=21 Monday October 17th, 2005 2:16:43 AM
Active Spells: Enlarge Tattoo [large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach](42secs)
Everybody in the party now has 1d6 Fire Resistance for the next three rounds, as well as a +1 AC bonus.
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 3/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
Lian moves to O31 and attacks #8 and #12. (AC 31 and 14, for 20 and 21 damage)
He prepares for the possible feiry scream.
Gunther (AC29 31 vs. Evil, HP83/83) Panicked, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil d20+9=10 d20+4=9 d20+9=29 d20+9=16 d20+1=10 2d8(4+5)+16=25 d8+8=14 Monday October 17th, 2005 3:15:45 PM
Pounding his fist against the ground in frustration, Gunther spots the skulls ganging up on Bertram. Though the unholy skulls shake him to the very core of his being, Gunther strides toward the nearest skull and attacks it (5 foot step to R34...attacking 13). But his shaking hands only land one blow (AC 29/16 25dam if crit. 14 if not).
Combat Round 6 - DM Donna d20+15=27 d20+11=29 d10+6=8 d10+6=9 d20+10=23 d20+10=14 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 12:14:58 AM
Brother Bertram's blows (and Gunther's as well) conquer Skull 13.
Ingre's arrows take out Skull 12.
Figment's missiles and Milo's moves combine to destroy Skull 10.
Lian's fists smack mightily into Skull 8, bursting it into dust (12 is already gone).
K'Nara takes a five-foot step to T32 and lays into Skull 14, striking twice and doing 17hp damage, chopping the bony foe in twain.
Skull 4 takes a five-foot step back and, in concert with the remaining Skull 7, unleashes a Fiery Scream. The combined Screams are aimed at Lian and Bertram, though Milo is also the target of one of the screams. All three of the mentioned Talons easily avoid the sonic and fire damage. All three must, however, make another Will Save vs. DC20 or suffer a -2 penalty to future Will Saves & combat rolls.
Falin is still dead.
Lian (AC 33+1, 53 hps) d20+21=41 d20+12=23 d20+7=9 3d8(8+2+6)+5=16 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 5:46:53 AM
Active Spells: Enlarge Tattoo [large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach](36secs)
Everybody in the party now has 1d6 Fire Resistance for the next one round left, as well as a +1 AC bonus.
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 3/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
Will save 41. Whoa!
Lian moves to P33 and attacks #4. (AC 23 and 9, for 16 damage and miss)
Milo (AC 31, 32 vs. #7; hp 57/78) d20+12=25 d20+20=32 d4+4=6 2d6(5+4)=9 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 9:29:45 AM
Shrugging off the effects of the scream, Milo clicks his heels and rushes skull 7, attacking furiously. (OOC: Made Will save DC 25. Move to N34 and attack skull 7, hitting AC 32 for 15 hit points damage.)
Figment: AC 15: HP: 63/63: shaken, prot. evil (11 minutes), displaced d8+3=7 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 5:56:19 PM
Seeing that the others seem to have the last two skulls in hand, Figment downs one of his cure light wounds potions bringing himself back up to full strength, at least physically.
Ingrge: AC 30: HP:100 Boots of speed, spell resistance 18% d20+19=25 d6+8=12 d20+19=29 d6+8=14 d20+12=16 d6+8=12 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 6:00:19 PM
Ingrge grab several more arrows and sends the first arcing toward skull #4. His second arrow follows fast on the first. The third arrow, which may miss, he sends streaking toward #7.
#1 Ac 25 for 12 points #2 AC 29 for 14 points #3 AC 16 for 12 points
Brother Bertram AC 31 HP 64/87 d20+14=15 d20+12=23 d20+12=25 d20+12=21 d10+10=13 d10+10=15 4d6(4+3+5+5)=17 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 7:22:31 PM
Bertram is barely able to resist the fear rolling over him in a wave but does manage to resist. He cant help but notice the creatures swarming towards Lian and himself and grins at the creatures. His symbol displayed proudly upon his chest, he advances, swinging his axe as he goes. "Come Fiends, find there is nowhere to hide from the combined wrath of Gargul and Domi!" Both swings connect, damaging the creature severely.(#7) (Damage-28, 45 if chaotic evil, disrupt undead on the axe)
Gunther (AC29 31 vs. Evil, HP83/83) Panicked, Hide from Undead, Protection from Evil d20+9=26 d20+4=21 d20+9=22 d20+1=8 d20+9=15 d20+4=5 d8+8=10 2d8(4+8)+16=28 d8+8=13 d8+8=15 Tuesday October 18th, 2005 10:28:58 PM
Feeling more confident after his last attack, Gunther takes a 5 foot step forward (Q34) and engages with #4 (AC26/15 for 28 if crit. 10 if not..AC21 for 13 AC22 for 15). He smiles weakly as he cuts into the skull.
DM Donna Wednesday October 19th, 2005 1:52:28 AM
I've just been reminded of something that has a direct bearing on the battle being fought. I will post the outcome of Round 6 tomorrow.
All Over But the Shoutin' - DM Donna Friday October 21st, 2005 1:16:00 AM
The Talons rally and finally destroy the last two of the undead horrors that had attacked them. K'Nara rushes over to the fallen Falin, kneeling down and looking for a pulse.
"He's alive..." she announces, "...just barely. He needs healing--FAST!"
Lian (AC 33+1, 53 hps) d8+1=7 Friday October 21st, 2005 2:16:01 AM
Active Spells: Enlarge Tattoo [large, -1 AC, -2dex, +10 reach](30secs)
Stunning Attacks: 8/12 used Enlarge Tat: 3/3 Bull's Str Tat: 2/2
Prepared Spells: Guidance, Create Water Divine Favor
Lian retrieves his wand, moves to Falin and hits him with the tip. (Heals 7)
Falin (back from the dead) Friday October 21st, 2005 4:07:28 AM
Falin takes in a deep breath and fills his lungs with sweet life giving air.
"Thanks be to the gods," he looks to Lian, "I am forever in your debt."
He looks over the others and says, "I am in everyones debt."
(OOC: Donna how does the being scared thing work? I had still failed eight of the fear rolls. Didn't know if we were doing nervous twitches or anything :))
Lian Friday October 21st, 2005 7:38:24 AM
The hand of Domi looks at Falin, then smirks and stands up. "If we all get out of this, we'll be lucky."
"There is a strange feeling here. A feeling of loneliness that permiates this place. As if all the Great Gods are missing or obscured by the Darkness."
Milo Friday October 21st, 2005 10:29:00 AM
Unceremoniously sheathing his short sword, Milo looks around for any possible threat that may still be lurking. Once he is satisfied that all is clear for the moment, he breathes a deep sigh of relief, "I'm not sure where we are, but we need to get out."
Ingrge Friday October 21st, 2005 4:30:35 PM
Looking around at the piles of treasure now uncerimoniously dumped on the ground fro the now defunct disks, Ingrge mutters a few words and walks over to Figment for a consultation.
Sound of Silence - DM Donna 2d8(5+2)+8=15 Friday October 21st, 2005 11:26:16 PM
The silence of the area takes hold once more, unnerving in the face of such a battle.
K'Nara casts a Cure Moderate Wounds on Falin (he is now healed for another 15hp.)
"Great..." she frowns, looking at the mounds of gems and jewelry that are no longer being transported by the disks and unseen servants, "...we really ought to get going, but now we have to figure out how we're going to move all that stuff."
(OOC: since the Talons are no longer in a combat situation, the negative aspects on the Will Saves and combat rolls don't really apply anymore, but it would make sense that overcoming the overwhelming horror & fear generated by the unnatural attack would linger...at this point, Falin (and anyone else who didn't make saves during the fight) will at least be VERY jumpy and paranoid.)
Gunther d20+5=6 Saturday October 22nd, 2005 12:08:45 AM
The warrior goes over and pats Bertram on the back as his eyes scan the surrounding area (Spot=nat. 1). "Let's just leave dat stuff and dis place. Ve should get out of her as soon as possible!!"
Lian Monday October 24th, 2005 6:56:32 AM
Disappointed, Lian looks at the loot.
"Well, at least we still have whats in our packs and such. I know I put a fair share of loot in my pockets earlier. Their almost stuffed."
He then begins to look around for a direction to go.
Falin Monday October 24th, 2005 11:23:33 AM
Falin begins to brush the dirt from his pants. "Most appreciative of the zap there K'Nara" he says as she hits him with the spell.
He begins to stretch a bit and look around again. "I hope we never run into that again."
He looks himself over, at the dried blood and such. "We really need to rest. I know I don't have to memorize anything, but I am really feeling low after that encounter and I am still a bit frazzled from it."
Brother Bertram Monday October 24th, 2005 2:26:18 PM
After making sure of that everyone is in reasonable health, Bertram methodically begins taking the largest gems and replacing any inferior or smaller gems in his pack as well as losing any gold. He also works to make sure all magic items are accounted for. "K'nara will that magic bag take more of these gems?"
Milo Monday October 24th, 2005 8:27:57 PM
Milo silently assists Bertram, opening up his Haversack to fill every nook and cranny with as much of the most valuable treasure that it will hold.
Ingrge/Figment Monday October 24th, 2005 9:17:36 PM
Ingrge fills the remaining space of his Haversack's compartments with as many gems and jewelry as he can find.
----
Figment turns to the two chests that were brought and casts detect magic on their insides hoping to gat a better sense of what they should take and what should be left behind., ho
Fellow Traveler - DM Donna Monday October 24th, 2005 10:39:18 PM
Figment's idea, while sound, is circumvented by the fact that the chests are both locked.
K'Nara eyes the piles of treasure.
"This was hard-won booty." she points out with a thoughtful frown. "Indeed, 'twould be a shame to have to abandon it to this field."
"Ye don't hafta abandon nuthin', missy." says a voice. Everyone whirls to face the speaker: a wizened old woman sitting at the driver's seat of a small caravan hitched to an equally old draft horse. She could be human--but her wrinkled visage is ferociously ugly enough that she could be goblin or even troll and you couldn't actually be sure about it. Her strawlike white hair, black patch over her left eye and the smoking pipe in one corner of her mouth combine to make an already-odd picture even more bizarre, not to mention the way some of the patches of her oft-mended clothing seem to actually glow in the moonlight. There are runes and sigils carved and painted into the sides of the wooden vehicle, which is a mere thirty feet away from most of the group.
"Who are you, mother, and how did you manage to drive up to us with none of us the wiser..?" K'Nara asks suspiciously. The question causes the elderly female to cackle with robust glee--she obviously finds such a question VERY amusing.
"A herd of splay-footed centaurs could have clopped up this road an' ye'd've been unawares with that pack o' undead nippin' at your heels!" the old lady replies, then bites her index fingernail and spits. "As fer who I be--the folks in Harrowed Moon call me Gypsy Rose. I wander the saferoads of the land in search of those in need of my...services."
"What services would that be, ma'am?" K'Nara asks in a neutral voice.
"Why, fortune-tellin' an' charm-makin', of course!" Gypsy Rose says in a tone that seems to mock K'Nara's intelligence.
"You said that we don't have to abandon our...possessions..?" the leader of the Talons prompted.
"Aye, that I did." the old woman nods as she answers. "Ye have but to pitch camp on the road itself an' ye'll have naught to worry about the foul wanderin' critters of the land. The roadways be safe--ye step off 'em at yer peril."
"Camp on the road? What road?"
"Why, the road I'm on, o' course!" Gypsy Rose stands up and points down. The Talons can now see that there is, indeed a road that her caravan is on--about fifteen or so feet wide. It seems to run roughly northeast/southwest. "Camp on th' road an' regain yer strength. Ye don't even need to set a guard to that glitterin' pile of...stuff. The critters crave blood an' meat--not bits of glass an' metal. Yon piles will be untouched when ye've done restin'."
Gunther Tuesday October 25th, 2005 12:07:13 AM
As his hands continue to shake, Gunther is taken aback by the woman's arrival and her advice. "Uhhhhmmmm...ahhhhh...the road?! Uhhhhhh...I don't know."
Lian d20+10=30 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 7:20:00 AM
[Sense Motive 30, nat 20] Lian isn't convinced that the Talons were being so loud as to not hear an old wagon with a haggered horse pulling it.
Lian doesn't believe the old gypsy. However, he keeps it to himself. "Thanks for the suggestion. How does camping on this road help us with the cargo we carry?"
"Harrowed Moon... don't know if I like the sound of that." The smile fades from the monk's face.
Brother Bertram d20+13=14 d20+13=22 Tuesday October 25th, 2005 6:19:09 PM
Bertram eyes the band with suspicion "But what is to protect it from travelers such as yourself I wonder?" Bertram continues to sort the treasure as his mind races trying to recall anything he can about this Harrowed Moon, Gypsy Rose, anything that would shed light on thier predicament. (OOC after reroll and hero point-rolled a 22 check against knowledge.)
Falin Tuesday October 25th, 2005 6:29:04 PM
Falin jumps at the appearence of the gypsy and eyes her with a bit a bit of suspision. "I don't know if I like the idea of camping on the road if everyone is as quiet as you are."
Milo Tuesday October 25th, 2005 9:35:11 PM
Milo turns calmly to greet Gypsy Rose, smiling, "Greetings my fair lady. After what I've seen tonight, and in the past few days, I'm willing to take something on faith. I also wouldn't mind having my fortune told. Privately of course."
Oral Almanac - DM Donna Wednesday October 26th, 2005 1:11:39 AM
The gypsy woman's face puckered into an even more grotesque mass of scowling wrinkles before she cackled aloud.
"Ye be paranoid..." she stated the obvious, "...good, good! Harrowed Moon ain't kind t' the foolish and dull." Her one good eye fell on Lian.
"The roads be magicked, ye see." Gypsy Rose explained. "Stay on the road, an' ye won't hafta worry 'bout fighting off the undead and the critters. Ye already saw what they can do, an' here it be mid-day! Can ye imagine what they be like at night?"
"It's daytime here, now?" K'Nara gasped, looking up at the lilac moon, she noted that it had moved westward since the Talons had first materialized on the grassy plain.
"Aye." Gypsy Rose said with a nod. "Ye have only three hours b'fore the moon sets and true night descends. Ye can't see yer hand in front o' your face when that happens." Once more the old woman's eye roamed, this time picking out Brother Bertram (who, having never been in this plane of existence before, cannot recall anything even with such a nice Knowledge roll.)
"Ye can s'pose ain't nothin' that can keep baubles 'n' bits out of the hands of thieves...but none o' the critters hereabouts wants naught but food t' feed 'pon...and ain't no livin' thing in Harrowed Moon be stupid enough to roam off the roadways t' get nothin'--even if it be as large as these piles. Once the moon sets, only the truly desperate would brave the roads. Critters still stay offa the roads, but I knowed natives as been scared mindless by the horrors that toe the boundary." Once again, the old gypsy bites her index finger (her other one now) and spits on the ground. "If ye set yer shelters in the middle of the road, ye will come to no harm." Now Gypsy Rose's gaze settled on Milo and she grinned--many of her teeth are missing.
"Ahhhh...I get to ply me trade afore the moon sets..?" she crooned in an almost-pleasant voice. "Gypsy Rose knows all an' sees all...cross me palm with a bit o' silver an' know what destiny you have ahead..."
Lian Wednesday October 26th, 2005 2:05:27 AM
"My apologies to you ma'am." He bows. "Didn't mean to offend. Thanks for the information."
Milo Wednesday October 26th, 2005 11:06:00 PM
Milo smiles and swallows hard as he realizes that he may not actually want to hear what the elderly woman has to say. However, not wanting to look the fool... well afraid anyhow... the halfling steps forward, and fishing around in his purse pulls out a single shining platinum piece. "Will this do?" The halfling places the coin in the woman's hand.
Gunther Thursday October 27th, 2005 12:05:06 AM
The warrior looks down at his shaking hands in disgust. He turns over to K'nara, anxious to have something to do. "Vell, do you vant me to start moving dis stuff over to de road?"
DM Donna Thursday October 27th, 2005 12:08:04 AM
...POST!!!
Falin Thursday October 27th, 2005 1:13:08 AM
Falin walks over to Gunther and helps him move the stuff to the side in the hopes that they will set up camp for the night.
Lian Thursday October 27th, 2005 3:10:45 AM
OOC: Take care of the family Jamie. If you need someone to play Falin, let me know.
Lian begins moving the loot to the road.
Brother Bertram Thursday October 27th, 2005 6:43:57 AM
Bertram moves stuff over to the road with obvious concern regarding these strangers that appeared out of thin air. He will still pick the most choice pieces to place on his person if they never see it again.
Finding Fortune - DM Donna Friday October 28th, 2005 2:35:34 AM
The coin offered by Milo causes the wizened old gypsy's one good eye to bulge. In less than a blink of that eye, it's gone.
"Come, come, o wise one!" Gypsy Rose cackles, leaping from the driver's seat of the caravan with amazing agility for one who looks so aged. "Let us seek the counsel of my crystal ball..."
The fortuneteller moves around to the rear of her little vehicle, throwing open the door and climbing into the cramped confines of the home-on-wheels. Milo's senses swim with input: the clashing, garish colors of the various cloths, rugs and painted trim within--all of which are illuminated by a pair of magically-lit sconces; Gypsy Rose's enthusiastic mutterings mixed with the chittering of a small primate that appears to have the run of the interior; the warm and close atmosphere of the tiny space as well as the scent of herbs and exotic perfumes wafting about.
"Sit ye here, ye who brave the mysteries of Fate." Gypsy Rose pats a bench on one side of the caravan, then swings a table out from the opposite wall, over which she drapes first a tassled cloth of magenta. On this table she carefully places a sizeable crystal orb--one meant for scrying, no doubt.
The old woman sits opposite of Milo, muttering in tongues and weaving her gnarled hands over the surface of the globe. The crystal appears to fill with swirling, silvery-white smoke.
"Part...part ye mists of destiny...reveal to us the nearest danger that would threaten my patron...show us what path he should take to aid in his triumph over adversity..."
The smoke within the globe continues to swirl for a moment before appearing to shrink upon itself, revealing the eerie, lavender-lit landscape outside--and a lone figure ambling aimlessly about it. The perspective of the crystal slowly zooms in on the figure--
--it's Olana...and she looks lost, confused--and alone.
Milo must roll a Spot check versus DC18. Succeeding the check will mean that the halfling realizes that Olana is missing something very important--the Bracelet of Friends that she used to wear on her wrist.
Falin Friday October 28th, 2005 7:29:54 AM
Once the treasure piles are arranged he will be gin to help set up camp for the night.
"I know I am lookig forward to come rest for the evening." Says Falin. "I just hope I can sleep through the nightmares."
"Do you think we should bury as much of the treasure as we can? I know we can't carry it all. " Then a sheepish grin covers his face, "Unless you want to make a donation to the gypsy... Might be nice to have a friend in this unknown land."
Ingrge Friday October 28th, 2005 9:15:55 AM
Sorting moving and checking out the piles of stuff, Ingrge and Figment move as much of it as they can themselves onto the "road"
K'Nara Friday October 28th, 2005 10:41:05 AM
K'Nara opts to assist Gunther, Figment and the others in relocating the piles of treasure.
Gunther d20+5=9 d20+1=21 Friday October 28th, 2005 3:34:15 PM
The warrior smiles sheepishly as K'nara comes over to help, though he keeps his distance. Her actions of late thoroughly confuse him, and he is unsure of how to react when around her. Plus, this place just flat out give him the willies. As he begins hauling loads of treasure over onto the road, Gunther keeps his eyes and ears open for sounds of trouble (Spot=9, Listen=nat. 20).
Milo d20+15=25 Friday October 28th, 2005 8:32:27 PM
Seeing Olana wandering causes Milo's heart to leap up into his throat. Then seeing that she is completely beyond summoning the aid of her friends and fiance, a low growl begins in the halfling's chest, and builds as his fury rises. "Where is she?! How do we find her?!" Milo practically snarls, though he bites his own tongue, not meaning to be rude to the old seeress. Calming himself briefly, "What else can you show me?"
Lian Friday October 28th, 2005 9:21:05 PM
The monk meditates as the others sit with Rose.
Trading Places - DM Donna Friday October 28th, 2005 11:58:05 PM
Upon hearing Milo's outcry, K'Nara goes over to the caravan.
"Need help..?" she asks, then her hazel eyes widen at the sight of Olana within the crystal ball.
"Seems like the lass may be needin' help, aye..." Gypsy Rose nods at the leader of the Talons.
"Figment! Ingrge! Over here--NOW!!!" K'Nara barks, summoning the arcane spellcasters. "Olana's in trouble...we need to figure out how to help her!"
"The crystal reveals the uppermost challenge to yer well-bein', me lad." the fortuneteller says to Milo. "Aye...'tis clear that ye have feelin's for the elf, so obviously losin' her would be akin to...losin' yerself. A pity ye not have th' magic to summon her forth, eh..?" The withered woman cackles at her own sense of humor.
Falin Saturday October 29th, 2005 8:03:34 AM
Upon hearing the outcry Falin rushes to where everyone else is and see if there is anything he can do.
Once he figures out this is well out of his league he step back to make room for the more experienced.
Maybe I should start looking at expanding my skill set. In order to be a more useful adition to this team Falin thinks to himself.
Brother Bertram Sunday October 30th, 2005 7:16:39 AM
Bertram steps back from the crowd, realizing that he has no help to offer in this godforsaken realm. He is startled to see Falin's face reflecting his own inner turmoil. Gripping the mage by the arm he squeezes it once, understanding in his eyes. "We will find a way through this, Friend Falin. We will make ourselves useful in some other way. Be strong."
Gunther Monday October 31st, 2005 8:57:26 AM
So much treasure....so...alone??? Gunther watches as first K'nara then Bertram abandons him. He looks around at the spooky surroundings. Was that a skull he heard??? Deciding not to take any chances, Gunther heads over to the back of the wagon. "So, you going to be rich and live happily ever after?" he asks Milo.
Lian Monday October 31st, 2005 8:58:01 AM
OOC: Happy Halloween.
The monk sit quiet, now out of his meditation, he listens to what is being said.
Ingrge / Figment Monday October 31st, 2005 7:36:55 PM
Ingrge and Figment come at K'nara's call.
Ingrge listens to what is going.
"Well I am should be able to locate her through scrying as well as I know her and then perhaps Figment can try to teleport there and back."
Ingrge looks over to Figment for his thoughts.
After pondering a moment Figment nods.
"As Ingrge says that should not be too difficult a set of tasks."
Milo Monday October 31st, 2005 11:18:29 PM
Milo stands as the others rush to see. Looking about at the group, the halfling snarls, "Olana is lost, I have to find her." It is clear that the halfling hopes that the rest of the group feels the same way. Turning to Gunther, "Happily ever after? The day that evil ceases to exist, I'll live happily ever after. That is what it means to be a dragon. Get that into yer head man."
Scrying Time Again - DM Donna Monday October 31st, 2005 11:20:27 PM
K'Nara nods at the words of Ingrge and then Figment.
"Whatever--just do it...it doesn't look like Olana's on a road." Indeed, the elf maid is wandering about through rough grass that comes to mid-shin--no kind of paving in sight.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 1st, 2005 8:27:54 AM
Bertram winces at Milo's words, and lays a hand on Gunther's arm. "Peace, Friend Gunther", he whispers.
Lian Tuesday November 1st, 2005 4:46:18 PM
The monk just waits with the others.
"Olana is alone. It is clear we must find her."
Ingrge Tuesday November 1st, 2005 4:54:01 PM
Pulling out his large scrying mirror, Ingrge gets to work moments later he is ready to go. Looking over at Milo he raises and eyebrow.
" I suppose you have a lock of her hair or something on you? If so I have need of it. Even though I know her as well as anyone here, every little bit helps."
He waits for Milo to offer up the proffered body part and then motions for Figment to stand behind him.
"Figment, you know best what you will need to be able to get done what you need to get done so focus on what appears and not what I am doing. The rest of you may watch, but there must be no noise and by no means should any of you touch the mirror."
When everyone is ready Ingrge casts his spell and begin the scrying.
Olana gets a will save at -15 vs DC 23. She gets a +5 if she is on another plane of existance.
Milo Tuesday November 1st, 2005 9:34:51 PM
Collapsing, "I don't have a lock of hair or any such thing." Turning to Gunther, "I'm sorry Gunther, that was rude of me." The halfling hops down from the wagon, hoping that someone wiser than himself will know how to solve this problem.
Gunther Tuesday November 1st, 2005 11:24:18 PM
The warrior flinches at Milo's words, but says nothing. He gives Bertram a smile for his comforting words. Then Milo apologizes, but Gunther lays a gentle hand on his shoulder. "It vas only a joke. I didn't now Miss Olana vas in danger or I vould have been more serious. Don't vorry...ve vill find her and soon. De spellcasters, dey are very good. You vill hold her in your arms soon, no doubt." Gunther watches Ingrge and Figment with rapt attention. He had never really watched spellcasters before, and this was intriguing.
Mirror, Mirror - DM Donna d20-4=10 Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 12:42:31 AM
Ingrge casts his spell, with a VERY interested Gypsy Rose looking on...and his mirror clouds up, then the obscuring mists vanish, revealing the same exact vision in the glass as there is in the globe--Olana, wandering a rough grass plain, looking lost.
"Aye, the glass makes for a bigger, clearer picture..." the wizened old woman agrees with a nod of her wiry-haired head, "...will the human mage now go to fetch the damsel? 'Tis not a good idea to leave her alone in the land--a tender morsel she be to the night life..."
Lian Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 2:24:50 AM
"Night life?! Do you mean there are Children of the Night in this place?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 7:24:02 PM
Bertram listens to Lian and snorts out loud, "Well if those carnivorous skulls from out of nightmare wasn't a sign....." He winks at Lian to show he is jesting and takes inventory of his use to the group. He was cutoff from his Gods, and his spells were failing. Then it was back to the one thing that had not failed him.. He unslings his axe and begins sharpening it carefully, keeping an eye on the groups new 'friends'.
Trading Places 2 - DM Donna Wednesday November 2nd, 2005 9:17:39 PM
Figment frowns as he considers the scene before him--teleportation within an unknown plane is VERY tricky, even with the familiarity of seeing an old friend in the picture. However, the wizard resolutely nods then begins to cast his spell while his colleagues and a very interested Gypsy Rose look on.
POOF!
Figment is no longer with the party.
"Where IS he?" K'Nara demands, noting that Olana is still alone. Before anyone can actually answer the blade singer, though, Figment suddenly appears in the mirror beside Olana. He smiles and speaks to her in greeting, and everyone in the party is dismayed that (1) no noise can be heard from the mirror and (2) the elven female stares blankly at the spellcaster.
"It's like she doesn't know him!" K'Nara gasps.
Indeed, the apathy with which the wizard is received is all too clear. Frowning, Figment's mouth moves and his hands gesture once more.
Both Olana AND Figment are no longer in the mirror. K'Nara turns in place, looking all around.
"Where are they?" she asks, almost frantic. "Where are they???"
POOF!
Olana is suddenly standing in the spot that once held Figment.
Figment, however, is nowhere to be seen.
Gunther d20+5=14 Thursday November 3rd, 2005 12:21:33 AM
Gunther's smile is ear to ear at the arrival of Olana. "You did it Fig... Figment, Figment vhere are you??" Gunther spins on his heels, searching for the spellcaster, whom he expects to arrive at any moment (Spot=14).
Lian Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:46:58 AM
Lian smiles at Bert. "I mean vampires my dwarven friend."
"Oh my." Says the monk after seeing the results of Figs transport. "Hello Ola.... what's wrong with her?"
Falin Thursday November 3rd, 2005 5:13:58 PM
"Glad to see you back Olana" says Falin as he sets up camp.
Brother Bertram Thursday November 3rd, 2005 10:26:56 PM
Bertram continues sharpening his axe, glad to see Olana back with them, suddenly growing concerned along with everyone, that Figment failed to reappear. He glances over at Gypsy Rose sharply to see if he saw any signs of foul play on her part.
Reunion...of a Sort - DM Donna Thursday November 3rd, 2005 11:01:59 PM
Bert's glare falls upon empty air--Gypsy Rose AND her caravan are gone...though the road is still there.
"Figment?" K'Nara cries, then stamps her foot. "FIGMENTARY, YOU SORRY EXCUSE FOR A WIZARD!!! GET YOUR SKINNY @$$ OVER HERE...NOW!!!"
The human wizard, however, still doesn't appear.
"Olana!" the leader of the Talons then turns to the other female, clasping her slender form in a warm hug. "Olana, what happened...why are you--" K'Nara's questions falter to a stop, as she begins to realize that something is very, very wrong with the elven ranger.
Olana's eyes have a vacant, hollow look to them. They turn to peruse each of the Talons, yet not a glimmer of feeling or recognition sparks in their depths.
Not even when they alight upon Milo.
Gunther Friday November 4th, 2005 12:39:30 AM
Gunther turns to Brother Bertram, distress in his eyes as he whispers to him. "I don't understand vats going on. Vhat is vrong vith her? Is dis some kind of elven problem?" It is clear from Gunther's demeanor that he isn't trying to make light of the situation, but is clearly confused and concerned.
Lian Friday November 4th, 2005 1:58:58 AM
Lian simply shakes his head at the situation.
"Well, is it any wonder she's a vegetable?! Look how many times she's been ripped through the ether! Besides, this place is going to drive us all mad. I'd go flakey too. And on top of it, Fig hasn't reappeared. I think he's going to return in the same condition. If so, we'll have two lumps to drag along with us, on top of the treasure."
The monk shrugs and sit in the middle of the road. "I'm not moving an inch."
Brother Bertram Friday November 4th, 2005 6:56:13 AM
Bertram grabs the large hand of the distraught warrior. "I am not sure Friend Gunther. Be strong though! We will find a way through this. Let me take a look at our friend. Bertram pushes through the gaggle of people around her, roughly when need be." Getting to Olana, Bertram begins checking for pulse, and any signs of awareness. He checked to see if she would blink with sudden movements, snapped his fingers near her ears, anything he could think of desparate to find signs that Olana was ok. Finally, with no other idea what to do, Bertram presses his holy symbol to her chest, praying to Domi for her health and mind to be whole.
Ingrge d20+7=26 d20+18=30 Friday November 4th, 2005 5:06:58 PM
"What?" Ingrge is shocked at what has just occurred and has only registered that Olana has appeared and Figment hasn't. As he puts away his mirror, he can't help but wonder if he somehow was the cause of this mishap. Shaking his head he turns to welcome Olanna back when he is confronted by her blank stare and the others' faces of concern.
"Brother Bertram? Have you any ideas? Ingrge moves closer looking at her in a sllightly of kilter way, almost as if he was trying to do a preliminary identification of a possible magic item and looking for an aura. He is acutely aware of Olanna's disinterest of his perusal and in fact she doesn't even seem to register that he is peering at her so intently. Int roll 26, Knowledge Arcana 30
Falin Friday November 4th, 2005 9:30:00 PM
Looking over the group he begins to look down at his feet. Maybe if I had done things differently things would have turned out for the better. I should have been a better teammate. Falin thinks to himself.
Looking at Olana he tries to think if their is something he can do.
Figuring Things Out - DM Donna Saturday November 5th, 2005 12:32:22 AM
Ingrge ponders heavily, then becomes convinced that Olana has become the victim of a form of Magic Jar spell--her body is here and still alive, but the spirit...the essence that is Olana...is now elsewhere.
Olana's soul has been kidnapped!
K'Nara is becoming rapidly more upset. Olana is looking and blinking at people but not really seeing them--and Figment is now definitely overdue to reappear.
"Tents!" the leader of the Talons demands. "Pitch the tents--CLOSE together--pitch 'em to make one big covered space...none of us is going to be out there alone to give the things here more chances to pluck us off one by one!" She quickly puts her own orders into action, setting up the first tent as fast as she can.
The moon continues to sink inexorably into the horizon and the silence is eerie...
Lian Saturday November 5th, 2005 4:57:50 AM
The monk prepares to sleep.
"I left my bedroll in the Tower." He smiles. "I'm afraid in this place. Can I sleep with K'Nara?" He winks in jest.
Falin Saturday November 5th, 2005 9:55:41 AM
Falin quietly helps pitch the tent and unrolls his bedding.
Most of the night he just sits holding his knees to his chest and rocks, ever so slightly, back and forth.
Brother Bertram Saturday November 5th, 2005 8:15:31 PM
Bertram finds a spot to sit, making himself as comfortable as possible for a long night's vigil, keeping watch for any that would threaten his friends. He holds his holy symbol in one hand, his sharpened axe in the other. He keeps a careful eye on Olana for any signs of awareness, and occasionally would speak to her as if she were there.
Milo Sunday November 6th, 2005 11:12:42 PM
Milo waves his hand in front of Olana's face, hoping beyond hope that she'll come out of it.
Gunther d20+5=25 Monday November 7th, 2005 12:36:02 AM
Gunther quickly obeys K'nara's order. He growls mildly at Lian, but recovers quickly even chuckling a little. If Milo is willing, Gunther prepares an extra cozy space for he and Olana's body near the center of the group. Rolling up his thick animal blanket, Gunther gently places it under the elf's head for a pillow. Then, no longer able to bear her blank stares moves off to the edges of the makeshift camp to keep watch for as long as he can (Whoa...Spot=nat. 20!)
Lian Monday November 7th, 2005 6:56:27 AM
Lian prepares for bed.
Ingrge Monday November 7th, 2005 6:19:05 PM
Everyone, I believe Olanna is the victim of a spell that has seperated her spirit self from her physical self. You Humans might call it your soul. She should be able to follow directions and even fight but she probably can't make any decisions or even stop doing what she is told unless reminded. Basically it will be like she just doesn't care... about anything.
Night Life - DM Donna Monday November 7th, 2005 9:47:03 PM
Lian's comment doesn't even faze K'Nara--a testimony to how upset she is about Olana's condition and Figment's disappearance.
The tents look odd in the middle of the road, and it is even more strange that everyone is within the confines of the canvased area, but the blade singer is insistent. No more of her party members will be lost or injured if she can help it.
At one of the two open ends of the tent, Gunther looks out into the inky darkness that descends when the lavender moon sinks below the horizon. Every once in a while, he can hear the whispers of...things slinking through the grass, but they remain shapeless shadows in the night, illuminated every once in a while by a pair of feral eyes that seem to be to one side or the other of the road upon which the party is camped. None of the mostly-unseen things get any closer than that, however.
K'Nara throws herself onto her bedroll and tries to sleep without much success.
It is a long night, punctuated by the occasional sound of...things slipping through the grass.
Gunther Monday November 7th, 2005 10:28:02 PM
The large warrior trembles slightly at the eyes that peer his way. Though it takes all his might, the warrior tries to keep watch all night, buying his companions some much needed time to rest.
In the morning, the bleary eyed Gunther stumbles into the tent and collapses on the nearest unoccupied space, falling asleep instantly.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 8th, 2005 4:05:31 AM
After a long night, Bertram too finds some much needed rest as best he can before his companions make a decision about what to do next.
Lian Tuesday November 8th, 2005 7:13:27 AM
The monk meditates for the alotted time and rises for his spell preparation. If asked, he will do a watch.
Prepared Spells: (*Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Align Weapon*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Ingrge Tuesday November 8th, 2005 8:12:13 PM
Making sure to lead or tell olanna to come into the tent, Ingrge looks around at everyone. Before we go to sleep are there any who still need healing? I have a few potions that can be used. I will alos take the last watch so I can rest and prepare spells for what is to come.
Milo Tuesday November 8th, 2005 9:11:39 PM
Milo assists Ingrge with getting Olana into the tent and hopefully in a state of rest. The halfling is positively beside himself, though his silence is a testimonial to his feeling of helplessness.
Lian Wednesday November 9th, 2005 4:09:22 AM
Sensing the halfling's feelings, Lian approaches Milo. "She'll be fine my friend."
Prepared Spells: (*Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Align Weapon*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Falin Wednesday November 9th, 2005 7:53:34 AM
Falin awakes in the morning with dark circles under his eyes. Having not gotten much sleep through te evening. Seems every time the wind blew or something could be heard just off the path he awoke in a cold sweat just on the verge of screaming.
Seems this last attack has taken quite a tole on poor Falin, but nothing compares to Olana's current plight. He can only imagine what she might be going through and poor Milo.
Safe Road - DM Donna Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:20:27 AM
K'Nara's paranoia has people taking their watches at either end of the canvas longhouse that was erected to shelter the group. As per the words of Gypsy Rose, even though those watching clearly heard...things slipping through the rough grass (and even spotted the occasional set of glowing eyes at short distance), nothing seen or heard came any closer to the tents than that.
Still, none of the Talons got much sleep with the sole exception of Olana, who--once K'Nara told her to take a nap--slept (dare I say it?) like the dead. K'Nara (when she wasn't on watch herself) seems to meditate in a way that mimics Ingrge when he seeks his rest between adventures.
Though its light is by no means bright, it is very evident when the moon rises, for some light is clearly better than none at all. Once the lavender luminescence washes over the lonely landscape, the leader of the Talons leaps to her feet.
"Break camp!" she barks. "We're getting the heck out of here and find some kind of reasonably secure settlement or something!" The tall redhead helps to direct Olana out of the way and break down the tents that the Talons were using.
Once that is done, all eyes turn to the piles of treasure that line the road. There's a fortune in gems and jewels here and the party is understandably loathe to leave it.
"Let's see if my meditation worked." K'Nara says with a grimace, then begins to cast. First one...then two...then, eventually, four of the unseen servants that Figment had conjured to aid the party earlier await command.
"I would have picked the discs, but I know that my discs would not have held as much nor lasted as long." the human blade singer explains to Ingrge. "If you can conjure the number of discs required, these servants can help move them along..."
DM OOC: the group barely got the rest needed to replenish spells, but your spellcaster PCs have been able to "recharge." They can rearrange whatever they happen to have memorized to fit the current situation.
I forgot to post before going to bed last night (sorry!)...so I will post later today (at least twelve hours from this post) to make up for it.
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 9th, 2005 7:34:48 PM
Bertram wearily shoulders his heavy pack and prepares to journey along this 'road'. He is tired,irritable, but mainly worried, and it shows in his manner. He tries to put a smile on but it is easily seen through.
Ingrge Wednesday November 9th, 2005 10:51:45 PM
I can certainly cast the spells but we will have the same problem tonight when the disks disappear. It just almost seems like a waste of spells if we get into combat.
Gunther d20+5=8 Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:23:48 PM
Gunther slowly peels open his bleary eyes as K'nara barks for everyone to get up. Mumbling incoherently, he shoves his head back under his makeshift pillow of his hide armor and manages to catch a few more minutes of sleep before the tents start coming down around him. Yawning and stretching, Gunther finally emerges and diligently begins to don his armor. As he helps break the makeshift camp, Gunther whispers to Bertram "I don't understand how she alvays gets up so early. Ve're going to have to vork on dat ven ve share a room. Personally, I like to sleep in a little late."
Gunther smiles goofily as K'nara proclaims success at her spellcasting. He enthusiastically claps his hands. He looks over at Milo and Olana and caps his gusto. "Now ve just need to find vere dis road leads..." he says solemly as he peers out into the freakish landscape (Spot=8).
Taking It With You When You Go - DM Donna Wednesday November 9th, 2005 11:44:45 PM
K'Nara either doesn't hear Gunther or she ignores him--it's hard to say as there IS a lot of work to do to break down the tents.
"We found out that we don't have to fight the...things that live around here if we stick to the road." K'Nara points out to Ingrge. "So I don't think that using seven low-level spells is going to put a cramp in our combat style."
Lian Thursday November 10th, 2005 2:10:24 AM
The monk helps pack up.
Falin Thursday November 10th, 2005 2:10:00 PM
Looking around at the party Falin suddenly feels a complex mixture of feelings. He is happy about the arrival of Olana, but saddened by her current state and by the loss of a party member.
He is very frustrated with himself for having become so scared during the last battle and then falling.
He is worried about the lack of contact with the gods.
Mostly he is mad at himself for seeming to fail the group and he doubles his efforts in breaking camp to somehow try to make up for it.
Trying to lighten the mood he says, "At least we don't have to worry about the sun beating down on us while we travel." Although their is a hint of fear in the tone of his voice.
Gunther Thursday November 10th, 2005 3:18:43 PM
The warrior watches the exchange between K'nara and Ingrge with mild boredom. Magic wasn't really something he understood much. Using his pinkie, he picks a random piece of food out of his teeth and notes the rumbling in his stomach. He roots through his backpack and finds some rations. As he munches on the jerky therein, he walks over to Milo and hands him the other ration. "If vat dey say about Miss Olana is true, you probably need to tell her to eat. You should eat too. Ve need you to be strong so ve can heal Miss Olana."
Brother Bertram Thursday November 10th, 2005 8:01:49 PM
Bertram looks about constantly trying to spot any movement around them.
Milo Thursday November 10th, 2005 9:23:09 PM
Nodding in agreement, "Thanks Gunther, you're probably right." Milo takes the food and moving over to Olana, gently begins attempting to feed her, or see if she will eat on her own.
Making the Effort - DM Donna Friday November 11th, 2005 12:33:13 AM
"You could be right, Ingrge..." K'Nara has to admit, "...we could just be hauling this stuff along only to have to abandon it later--but it's stuff that we earned the hard way--I'd rather see us leave because we absolutely HAD to, rather than simply leave it here without at least trying to preserve what we earned."
Everything else is packed up now. All that the Talons really need are the disks that Ingrge had conjured the day before (was it truly only just the day before? It feels to most of the Talons as though it were a LIFETIME ago...) in order for them to at least try to take some of the treasure with them.
Lian Friday November 11th, 2005 2:51:36 AM
The monk suggests hiring on Gypsy Rose for hauling the loot about or keep it until we are ready to leave. It is only a suggestion.
Ingrge Friday November 11th, 2005 7:42:07 AM
Conjuring the seven needed floating disks, Ingrge listens to K'nara. "Oh I don't disagree, I just want to be sure you understand that certain of my other spells won't be available.
Falin Friday November 11th, 2005 8:29:34 AM
"I agree with Lian," says Falin. "If she would be willing to help us for a percentage I think it would be helpful. It would also be helpful to have someone around who knows this land."
Brother Bertram Friday November 11th, 2005 1:52:58 PM
Bertram shakes his head in disagreement with both Lian and Falin. "I dont see how you feel we can trust her. I would sooner lose it than let our guard down with someone of that sort." He shrugs and keeps a lookout, slowly becoming convinced that seeking Dragon status was the biggest mistake that the group had ever made. The group had before this constantly been seeking to help others. They had helped no one since this mad questing business had begun. He hoped this would soon change...or what was the point of it all?
Gunther Friday November 11th, 2005 11:25:04 PM
The warrior listens to the conversation about the loot, not really caring one way or the other. He stamps his foot rather impatiently, very eager to get off this accursed road and somewhere...anywhere else.
On the Road Again - DM Donna Saturday November 12th, 2005 12:48:08 AM
The Talons finish packing up the tents...and then piled up their treasure onto the disks that Ingrge conjured. The unseen servants helped push/pull the disks as the entire group quickly followed the road in the direction that Gypsy Rose had come from.
"It's not that I trust that old gypsy..." K'Nara qualified aloud, "...it's just that we saw that the...things...that were out and about last night did NOT come into the road or otherwise approach the tents. They could have...but they didn't. We'll follow the road until we see where it goes."
Lian Saturday November 12th, 2005 4:54:45 AM
He looks at the group. "Rose may not be a 'good' woman, but I believe her to be straight forward."
"Truthfully, having a guide and transportation will be great. She could be paid 5% of future treasure we earn while we're here in Harrow Moon."
Brother Bertram Saturday November 12th, 2005 5:17:29 AM
Bertram snorts, "Or slit our throats while we sleep and have it all..."
Lian Saturday November 12th, 2005 8:49:26 AM
Lian grins at his sceptical dwarven friend, "That's why we still set watch. That is logical, correct? Secure our assets. Ward them. That sort of thing."
Milo Saturday November 12th, 2005 12:42:45 PM
With somewhat renewed hopefullness, Milo takes the dazed Olana by the hand and leads her as they travel down the road. He takes a position in the middle of the group; unusual for the halfling rogue that is normally at point.
Lian Monday November 14th, 2005 2:03:43 AM
The monk continues to pack the discs or assist with whatever else is going on.
Gunther Monday November 14th, 2005 9:52:15 AM
The warrior works quickly, anxious to get going.
Falin Monday November 14th, 2005 7:54:43 PM
As the group begins to set off Falin looks along the sides of the road with a scared look in his eyes. He has almost been to meet the maker once since they arrived here he doesn't want to do it again.
Long and Winding Road - DM Donna Monday November 14th, 2005 11:12:48 PM
The Talons make their way down the road, mindful of the preternatural silence that hangs over the lilac-lit landscape. Every once in a while a howl or a rattle breaks the silence, and though it is obvious from the very, very faint sounds of them that whatever makes the noise is exceedingly far away, the sudden influx of even those tiny sounds makes everyone (except Olana) jump when they are heard.
"I think I see lights ahead..." K'Nara says suddenly (after almost four hours of walking.)
Indeed, squinting up the pathway, the party can see white/yellow lights--that of torches or lanterns, perhaps. The indication of some more "normal" source of light spurs the group on to an almost double-time pace. Another hour of walking brings the Talons to within visual range of a collection of homey, simple structures--
"It's a village of some kind!" K'Nara announces with some relief.
Lian Monday November 14th, 2005 11:19:52 PM
The monk stops and looks at K'Nara. "Perhaps we *gesturing to Milo and himself* should scout ahead and get a look? Or maybe we won't have much of a choice."
Lian Tuesday November 15th, 2005 9:47:52 PM
Lian waits to see if K'Nara wants them to scout.
Gunther Tuesday November 15th, 2005 10:09:32 PM
Gunther smiles at K'nara's revelation. "Ve should go dere now. I don't like this place." Gunther states simply.
Falin Tuesday November 15th, 2005 10:38:07 PM
"Perhaps we should send someone ahead to check things out. Things haven't boded too well for us so far in this wretched eternal night land." Falin throws out with a bit of an edge at the end.
DM Donna Wednesday November 16th, 2005 1:00:00 AM
Dagnabbit...I waited until midnight Woldian time for everyone to post! POST!!!
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 16th, 2005 4:12:25 AM
Plods along with the others
Milo Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:52:32 AM
Staying close to Olana, Milo looks around for signs of the residents, and any clues as to their collective identity, "I wonder who lives in this gods forsaken place."
Reston
A Hearth to Rest By - DM Donna Wednesday November 16th, 2005 11:04:32 AM
"NO!"
Lian's offer to scout is countered by K'Nara's unusually-strident response.
"I don't want any of us splitting off from the others...no more disappearing Talons!" she insists, her eyes almost wild. "We'll all go into the place together...safety in numbers..."
She doesn't add "if there is any safety here at all"...but it hangs over everyone's heads.
The collection of buildings are sturdy (if crude-looking) cottages of wattle and thatch. Most of them look to be large enough to hold families of about four to six people. A handful of them seem to be a bit larger. They all roughly circle an area that has been paved in cobblestones and sports a large well in the center. The plaza has posts set all around it--in the posts are set sconces for holding torches, so that the plaza is lit by torchlight.
There is clearly an assemblage of people near the well--they all hold buckets and/or other such vessels for water. On a fairly regular basis, one of the people approaches the well and fills his or her bucket, then walks off towards a cottage or returns to a knot of fellow draughters to speak to them.
One thing becomes increasingly evident--
--the people aren't human. They are goblins for the most part, although the unmistakeable outlines of larger, bulkier trolls are evident as well.
"Look, Mama, look!" a child's voice suddenly cries. "A bunch of placers!" A young goblinoid is now jumping up and down and pointing in the direction of the party.
All eyes turn towards the Talons...
Falin d20+1=13 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 1:00:24 PM
Falin looks around as they walk into the town, if that is what you would call it.
He begins to open his mouth when he realizes they are surrounded by goblins and trolls. He begins to look around for different avenues of escape or possible building thet can be used to fight off an attack. (Spot 13)
"Safety in numbers..." Falin says and just lets it trail off.
Lian d20+10=30 d20+9=14 Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:33:50 PM
Lian smirks at K'Nara. "Don't yell, you'll hurt my feelings!" he winks.
As they move along, he looks on in silence at the goblins. Diplomacy isn't Lian's thing.
He looks around to see if the other goblinoids are moving in around the group (Spot 14, Sense Motive 30).
"What's a placer?"
Milo Wednesday November 16th, 2005 8:42:42 PM
Looking over the villagers warily Milo speaks in low tones to K'nara, "Um... this IS there home. Maybe we should try and make nice with the...goblins and trolls?" Milo steps between Olana and the villagers.
Gunther Thursday November 17th, 2005 12:10:21 AM
The warrior rolls his eyes. Great. Goblins...smelly, nasty stinky goblins. Brains the size of ants...Oh wait...a Troll!! Now that was more like it!! Not much for conversation, but man were they fun in a brawl! Gunther shrugs at Lian's remarks. "I vould imagine dat dey don't see many humans or elves for dat matter. Dey might even be vary or afraid of us. Ve should be careful how ve behave."
Lian d20-1=11 Thursday November 17th, 2005 2:46:01 AM
Lian throws caution to the wind. "We mean you no harm. We only require a guide or at least some knowledge of this area then we'll be on the way. We can trade for the information." (bad Diplomacy check of 11) Lian cringes at the next words he is about to say, "Take us to your leader." He fully expects a hand to slap him in the back of his head, either K'Nara's or Bert's.
Brother Bertram Thursday November 17th, 2005 6:23:23 AM
After everything that has happened, Bertram suddenly starts grinning. What could possibly go wrong?......
Ingrge Thursday November 17th, 2005 6:51:56 PM
Before they get close enough to be observed, Ingrge casts a spell on himself (detet thoughts) and as they approach he randomly starts reading the surface thoughts of those in the square.
Olanna:
Following along, olanna lookis neither right or left or even where she is going but just trudges along, feet scuffing up clouds of dust with each step. As the others slow down she keeps on walking unless she is stopped.
as they party arrives at the area around the well she looks at nothing and nearly walks ove a small child that darts in front of her. She doesnt even seem to notice he was there or that he is now gone.
Can't We All Just Get Along..? - DM Donna Friday November 18th, 2005 12:27:01 AM
The Talons find themselves the center of attention from a large collection of goblins and a few trolls as well. Once more the high-pitched voice of a young goblin speaks:
"Ooooo...Mama, Mama...are the placers gonna go see M'Lady? I wanna go, too! She's so sweet and kind!"
"Hush, Jekl!" the female goblin whose hem the youngster was tugging shushes her child. One of the trolls--a rather familiar-looking one at that--steps forward with a puzzled look on his face, bowing to Lian in a jerky manner.
"Welcome to Reston, strangers." the troll says (even the voice is familiar, though it's a chore to place it...)
DM OOC: those who want to try must make an Intelligence check versus DC20 to detect the resemblance to Gutmasher Tremtol from the Arena.
"Our leader is Lady Fidelia, but she doesn't reside very close to our humble village." the troll tells you. "Please forgive the stares--it isn't often that placers come to Reston...they usually by-pass us completely and journey on to M'Lady's castle or to the Wanderers' Refuge."
You all notice that the humanoids wear simple, rather rough clothing, some of them bearing some implements of craft: the troll in the leather apron is doubtless a smith of some kind, while the portly goblin with a flour-stained apron of cloth must be a baker.
"You heard Jekl call you 'placers'..." the troll continues, "...it is our term from those who don't come from Harrowed Moon--originally the children pointed out that strangers were from some 'other place', and this shortened down to 'placers' whenever we speak of them."
At this point, K'Nara's hand shoots out and latches onto Olana's shoulder, staying the elf from continuing to mindlessly walk about.
"Mama..!" the adolescent goblin--still staring but this time at Olana--says in a stage whisper to his mother, "Mama! The pretty placer looks like she's got the Blank Sickness!" Jekl's mother gasps--horror etched on her face--then snatches up her child and hastens away to one of the nearby cottages, quickly disappearing inside.
"Please forgive the young one," the troll says with a frown, "He has no tact and is fascinated by placers whenever they appear." The troll fastens red-rimmed eyes upon the party.
"What brings you to Reston, now? How can we be of service to you..?"
Falin Friday November 18th, 2005 2:03:24 PM
Upon hearing that they are not going to be shredded into little pieces Falin lets his guard down a bit.
Seems our battle may not be here at this village Falin thinks to himself.
Lian Friday November 18th, 2005 6:56:09 PM
Lian looks at K'Nara, then back at the troll. "Fact is, we are not really sure. We were participating in a legendary event. We succeed in finishing. Then we were here."
"Fidelia is the leader here in Reston?"
Gunther d20+1=4 Saturday November 19th, 2005 12:26:56 AM
The warrior smiles at all the goblins and trolls around. In a small way, it was kind of like being home. Oooo...that troll looks kinda familiar. Maybe I fought him once or something (Int.=4). Rooting through his backpack, Gunther pulls out a small gem and hands it to the troll that has been so informative. "Geben Sie diesem zum wenig ein bitte. Er erinnert mich an mich, als ich klein war." he says very politely in Orcish. Then he looks to K'nara. "Vell, should ve go to M'Lady? She sounds interesting."
Milo Saturday November 19th, 2005 2:45:59 AM
Milo too grabs Olana's hand to keep her in one place. Smiling gratefully at the troll, "We're not sure where we are in relation to home, but home is where we're trying to get to. Maybe Lady Fidelia can help us with getting home?"
Ingrge Saturday November 19th, 2005 9:42:53 AM
Ingrge focusses in on reading the thoughts of Jekl's mother to find out more about hat she might know or suspect about Olanna's illness.
Getting Answers--Spoken & Otherwise - DM Donna Saturday November 19th, 2005 12:01:37 PM
"Lady Fidelia rules Harrowed Moon." the troll explains. "Reston is but one village within Harrowed Moon. We are a small place, so we all help each other here--there really is no one leader in this particular village. We all swear fealty to the Lady." Gunther hands over the gem to the speaker, whose knobby eyebrows raise in surprise.
"Been a dog's age since I heard Orcish." the troll admits. "And I will see that Jekl gets this--it is shiny and glittery, so he'll probably like it." The troll puts the gem in his pocket with a baring of his teeth (apparently the troll version of smiling.)
"I see you all have a large amount of these with you." he points out (at least, you assume that the troll is a "he".) "Normally you could probably count on brigands and such attempting to waylay you for it, but Harrowed Moon doesn't value these things like other places do--gems and jewelry are pretty, but you can't eat them and there are none here with the inclination to buy or own them. We'd rather eat and be warm and safe when the moon goes down." Milo's dialogue gets the troll's attention now.
"If anyone in this land can help you, it would be M'Lady Fidelia." the humanoid says emphatically, his statement punctuated by the enthusiastic nods and murmurs of the other villagers within earshot. "She is human, like you..." here he points to K'Nara, "...she is wise and kind. I have no doubt that she would do everything in her power to aid you in your return to your home." Ingrge's spell picks up curiosity and excitement about the Talons, along with the consensus that this Lady Fidelia IS kind and wise and generous...as well as the odd thought or two that some of Lady Fidelia's deputies aren't as well-liked.
When the elven weapon-mage turns his concentration on Jekl's mother, he finds that the female goblin is extremely worried that Jekl will not keep to himself and possibly catch the dreaded Blank Sickness from Olana.
Jekl, it seems, is considered far TOO curious for his own safety.
Brother Bertram Monday November 21st, 2005 7:19:41 PM
Bertram scratches at his beard absently as he ponders these other 'placers'. "What happens to these placers? Do they find a way home? Or are they trapped here?"
Lian Monday November 21st, 2005 8:00:08 PM
"This Fidelia. When did she come to this place?
Does she have a residence in this area or do we have to travel a great distance?"
Milo Monday November 21st, 2005 9:26:00 PM
Milo perks up at the mention of Lady Fidelia being the one in the know, "Could you provide us with directions to Lady Fidelia's place? I think that we need to ask her for help."
Gunther Monday November 21st, 2005 9:38:41 PM
The warrior smiles back at the troll and nods his head in approval at the Talons' wise questions.
Falin Monday November 21st, 2005 10:17:20 PM Trolls and goblins being nice? Falin thinks to himself.
"Does Fidelia have the power to send us home? Is she a great wizard?" Falin asks the big troll.
More Answers - DM Donna Monday November 21st, 2005 11:23:32 PM
The troll appears to think carefully before answering the various questions.
"Reston is a very small place within the boundaries of Harrowed Moon," he explains to Bertram, "So we don't see many placers--once or twice a year we might be visited by two or three of them. Honestly, your group is the most we've ever seen at one time and the only placers to come here at all this year. Most placers get directions to M'Lady's castle and then go there at moonrise, when it's safest to journey on the roads." The troll nods and then shrugs. "We never see them again after that, so M'Lady must have helped them get back to their places, I'm sure." He turns to Lian now.
"Lady Fidelia has always been here, as far as I know." he tells the elf. "Her castle can be found if you follow the road that brought you into Reston, but go the opposite way you came to get here. It's a full day's journey even on the road, though. If you plan to go, you'd best rest up within the boundaries of Reston and then set out with the moonrise. That way you're less likely to get eaten by something in the Desolation before you get to see the Lady."
Nodding to Milo, the troll agrees with the halfling's supposition.
"Lady Fidelia is your best bet to leave Harrowed Moon." he says firmly, and his head bob includes Falin. "The Lady has...deputies that are likely the ones who can help you home. I don't think M'Lady has spells of her own--though she is so wise and smart, I suppose it wouldn't be too surprising to find that she may be able to cast a spell or two herself."
"It's close to noon now..." K'Nara says, glancing at the lilac sphere almost directly overhead.
"Well--we call it 'midmoon'..." corrects the troll with another "friendly" show of teeth.
"Um...yes...midmoon..." the leader of the Talons agrees, "...but you say that it will take the whole of the day to get from here to Lady Fidelia's castle?"
"Only if you aren't bogged down by that stuff." the troll replies, hooking a thumb at the quite-full disks of loot. "Look--I own the largest living quarters here in the village. Since I'm a bachelor, I offer my rooms to the traders that come here regularly. You all look like you can use the sanctuary from the things that roam the areas outside the roadways. I'd be honored if you rested in my rooms until you get yourselves ready to journey to Lady Fidelia's castle. What say you..?"
Lian Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 1:45:54 AM
"Well, it seems we best make fast friends of this Fidelia." Suggests the monk.
The elf turns to the troll. "These 'Placers' you say have come here... have they all left or have they made homes here?" His face twists slightly. "Or have they survived at all?"
DM Donna Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 10:47:45 PM
...post!
Lian Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 11:32:15 PM
OOC: I did!! ;)
Gunther Tuesday November 22nd, 2005 11:50:09 PM
Gunther looks over at K'nara. "Last night vasn't very restful for anyvon. Ve should take him up on his offer and stay here." His voice lowers to a whisper. "Maybe he even has someplace private for de two of us."
Milo Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 12:57:23 AM
Anxious to get outta this land, but seeing the wisdom in rest, Milo nods his agreement to Gunther.
Ingrge Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 8:11:03 AM
Saying in the rear and listening carefully, Ingrge starts scanning the thoughtd of the apparent teens and young adults in the crowd, trying to find relevant info on Fidelia, her henchmen, or any knowledge of placers.
Falin Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 10:25:26 AM
The hospitality throws Falin off a bit. All of his life had been spent fighting such creatures. Now they were extending their hands in a sign of friendship and seemed to almost care about our well-being.
Falin is completely for a loss of words.
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 1:55:34 PM
Bertram looks around a bit, walking off just looking around, regarding the building fronts, trying to see how different this place really was.
Lian Wednesday November 23rd, 2005 7:35:14 PM
"Rest would do us all some good."
Falin with an illegal second post Thursday November 24th, 2005 8:59:00 AM
"Yes, the rest would do good.", says Falin. Then his head kinks to the side as if in thought. "In fact, what if we have a feast to celebrate our new friends in this village? I will gladly give some of my wealth to show thanks for this village."
Falin reaches into his quiver and produced several gems of assorted color and holds them out. "What do you say?"
Resting in Reston - DM Donna Thursday November 24th, 2005 12:52:51 PM
"Placers never really stay long." the troll replies to Lian's initial question. "I've only ever known one that's actually remained in Harrowed Moon..." Here the humanoid shows all his teeth in a troll grin. "...that would be me."
K'Nara--who'd been about to say something to Gunther--turns wide eyes to the troll upon hearing that admission.
"You're not from Harrowed Moon?" she asks.
"No--I'm originally from Izen." he answers. "Bonecrusher Tremtol, at your service..." he adds belatedly with a bow, "...I was an arena announcer when I ventured a little too close to the Bone Tower in anticipation of welcoming the first champions from the Arena back out--dawn came and they didn't emerge, but then I got sucked into a burst of shadows that appeared in the area just as the door in the tower disappeared." Bonecrusher shook his head ruefully. "I was lucky--I appeared rather close to Reston when I came here, so I was able to outrun the skulls that greeted me when I first got here." The troll grimaces in remembrance. After Falin's comment and the elf's offer of gems to the troll, Bonecrusher waves away the hand stretched out to him.
"No, no--thanks for the offer, but those do us no good here." he tells Falin. "Come, come...my house is this way..." He leads the party to what must be the largest of the cottages in this place. It's of sturdy construction (wattle & thatch like the others), though it does have a second story.
The first floor of the place has several rooms, including a nicely-sized great room with a kitchen off one end. The furnishings, like the house, are simple but sturdy.
"The entire upper floor is available for your use." Bonecrusher says, bowing.
Gunther Friday November 25th, 2005 12:34:24 AM
The warrior sets about making sure all the treasure is transported safely. When all seems to be in order, Gunther pulls K'nara aside. "Vell my love, at last ve have some safe time. Vhat do you say ve take advantage of it? I tink I saw a nice cozy room over dere...I could spread out some blankets if you vant...make a nice place for us to snuggle up." Gunther grins goofily as he gestures toward the room.
Lian Friday November 25th, 2005 3:14:04 AM
Lian follows quietly.
Ingrge Friday November 25th, 2005 7:21:11 AM
still scanning thoughts, Ingrge follows along with the others trying to figure out what they need to do next.
Settling In - DM Donna Saturday November 26th, 2005 12:31:35 AM
Ingrge's careful concentration eventually gleans a few more facts about the Lady Fidelia:
1. She is generally very well-liked and perceived as a kind and generous lady who genuinely cares for everyone in Harrowed Moon. She visits places like Reston once or twice a year (the party missed her last appearance here in the village by a month or so.)
2. The deputy that the people of Reston have the most experience with is Amalie, a young woman (also human) who is a very strict interpreter of the few rules that bind the village to Lady Fidelia. Amalie is viewed as a very strict sort of "marshall", and there are quite a few of the citizens who are very much in awe/fear of her because of her position in relation to Lady Fidelia.
3. At least one or two of the people in the village fleetingly thought that Olana would be easy pickings for a tasty elven treat to relieve a diet of mushrooms and the occasional underground rodent.
K'Nara nods to the others and then to Bonecrusher.
"You're related to Gutmasher, aren't you?" she asks.
"He's a cousin." Bonecrusher nods. "We both wanted to be in showbiz, so he got the announcer gig when I ended up here. I still manage to talk to him via our magic mirror set-up."
"Ah...so it may be possible to send a message back to our home?" K'Nara muses.
"If you came from The Wold, then, yes, I could try to get in touch with Gut for you." Bonecrusher agrees. "The mirror works only intermittenly...but I never really know when it's going to make the connection until it does...and then, sometimes, Gut isn't in the room when the connection gets made. It's hit or miss--but it DOES 'hit' eventually."
"That's good to know." the leader of the Talons says with a nod.
"I'm going to see about getting my water for the day." Bonecrusher tells the Talons. "If the well is up to snuff, I'll be able to get water for you all, too..." So saying, the troll departs the premises, leaving the Talons to their devices.
"C'mon, Gunther..." K'Nara turns to the tall burly fighter, "...we have to find the room where all THAT--" she waves a hand at the piles of gems and the chests, "--is going to go. Then we really need to talk..."
The tall blade singer mounts the stairs to the upper story...
Brother Bertram Saturday November 26th, 2005 11:28:17 PM
"Hold Friend", Bertram says raising a hand. "Get me some pots and perhaps I can help you and our party with the water problem."
After the pots are gathered Bertram raises his symbol over the containers, murmuring the syllables, feeling for the power to create water for the group and the village. (OOC Create Water)
Gunther Sunday November 27th, 2005 11:07:22 PM
The grin rapidly spreading, Gunther quickly sets about storing the treasure wherever Knara wants it. "Ummm...puff, puff I guess ve can talk ...puff, puff. If you're into dat kinda ting..." Gunther's smile widens in anticipation as the treasure pile rapidly begins to dwindle.
Milo Monday November 28th, 2005 12:08:41 AM
Milo makes sure that Olana is comfortably resting before taking up a guard position over his fiance.
Lian Monday November 28th, 2005 3:13:29 AM
The monk can't wait to rest.
He wishes to himself that he had brought the book of Domi with him from his tower room. The hand of Domi wants something to read, especially since the God isn't in this place.
Falin Monday November 28th, 2005 8:14:08 PM
Looking for an opportunity to relax Falin quickly jumps into helping with the treasure hoping he will be able to relax sooner.
Takin' Care of Business - DM Donna Monday November 28th, 2005 10:57:43 PM
Betram finds that he can, indeed, conjure forth the water...though only he knows how sluggish and hesitant even that power comes forth when he commands it. Bonecrusher is delighted with the results, though, and babbles his gratitude practically non-stop for quite some time after.
Milo finds a cozy room that has furnishings that, for once, aren't scaled to human-or-bigger dimensions. It's a nice change--the beds in the room are long enough that Olana can lie down on them without having to scrunch up, yet not so high off the ground that Milo has to climb up on a stool to get into them, either.
Olana follows directions, not seeming to do more than blink at her surroundings.
There are several other rooms on the second floor, one of which K'Nara directs the unseen servants and the disks with the treasure. She reserves the two locked chests and directs Gunther to put them in an adjacent room.
"Gunther..." she begins to speak, her hazel eyes sharpening considerably as she regards the rough-and-ready fighter, "...I haven't had much of a chance to really talk to you. I don't really know you that well--however, I can see that it's obvious that you DO like me. I'm flattered...but we can't just jump into being together. I'd rather get to know you a bit more. I hope you understand..."
Gunther Monday November 28th, 2005 11:51:30 PM
The warrior is taken back by K'nara's words...and confusion is written all over his face. "Vat do you mean I like you?? You're de von who started all dis. Vhy else vould you keep hitting me?" Gunther runs his fingers through his all white hair, clearly trying to slowly process everything. "I mean, don't get me wrong...I do like you...but I vas just responding to your advances." Gunther looks up at K'nara, trying keep the panic sitting in his gut like a brick from showing on his face. "Does dis mean dat you don't like me? Did I do something wrong?? It vas the corpse goo vasn't it...I should have known dat vas a wrong idea..."
K'Nara Tuesday November 29th, 2005 12:30:06 AM
The flame-haired blade singer heaved a sigh that was tinged with impatience.
"Look--I'm trying to explain that I hadn't been paying attention to how my actions may have effected you." she explained. "I actually DO like you--really...but we're in a place that is getting on everyone's nerves. We have to concentrate on getting out of here alive." She grinned ruefully. "Like how you managed to show us all how to get out of that poison-gas room alive back in the Bone Tower. That was cool...in spite of the corpse goo..."
Lian Tuesday November 29th, 2005 3:47:06 AM
Having followed the red head to the upper floor to help with the loot, the monk sees what is about to happen when she begins to speak.
Olana and Milo's courtship wasn't nearly this... well, whatever it was, this was harder to watch. The monk holds the whole group in his heart. He would hate seeing any of them get hurt feelings.
Trying to keep out of it directly and keep the great warrior's feelings from getting hurt, he tries to distract from the conversation. "Well, I think we do need to get some rest. K'nara, should we set watch here with the loot?" He says as he moves some sacks to the other room.
Ingrge Tuesday November 29th, 2005 4:46:26 PM
Helping to unload the disks, etc into the provided room, Ingrge relates the information he has acquired to the others and suggests thet they try and locate this Amalie to try and help them.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 29th, 2005 8:30:14 PM
For the first time since Talons entered that cursed Tower, Bertram relaxes somewhat, his heart lightened by being able to help these villagers, no matter what race they were. He is just glad he could contribute something.
Milo Tuesday November 29th, 2005 8:53:44 PM
After making sure that Olana is resting peacefully, Milo settles in for some sleep as well, though he maintains a state of quasi-alertness, to make sure that she doesn't try and wander away.
Falin Tuesday November 29th, 2005 10:31:29 PM
Falin looks for a cozy place to rest his weary head for the evening.
Gunther Tuesday November 29th, 2005 10:52:46 PM
The warrior nods at K'nara soberly. Note to self...corpse goo is not a good idea... he thinks. "Yes, I understand now. I am sorry I misunderstood before." he says simply waving a hand at Lian trying to discreetly dismiss the elf. "If you don't mind, Miss K'nara, I vill stay in dis room vith de loot. Dat vay ve don't need to post any guards...not dat ve really needed to anyvay. But it vill be von last ting you need to vorry about."
Two Mysterious Chests - DM Donna Wednesday November 30th, 2005 12:27:11 AM
K'Nara positively beams at Gunther.
"Don't call me 'Miss K'Nara'..." she says, "...we've saved each other's lives a few times over now--K'Nara will do just fine. I want to take the time to get to know more about you, but we already have a good start, I think." The woman looks around the room, nodding. "Thank you for volunteering to stay here..."
Ingrge's discoveries are fielded by the group's leader, who nods a bit at the elf's opinion about seeking out this "Amalie"...and frowns a bit when she hears about the anticipated change of local diet. Ingrge can assure K'Nara, however, that--although rather colorful in their unexpectedness--none of the thoughts that had cast Olana as an entree were sharp-edged plans to get the elf...more like rather wistful dreaming.
"We should rest up as best we can here before setting out to find either Amalie or the Lady Fidelia..." K'Nara points out.
"If you want to meet Amalie," Bonecrusher volunteers, "She comes around rather regularly...she'll probably be here tomorrow or the next day."
K'Nara's sharp hazel eyes come to rest on the two chests that the party managed to haul out of the Bone Tower...the ones that are still locked.
"After we're a bit more rested and less...tense..." she says, nodding at the containers, "...I'd like to see what's in those..."
Lian Wednesday November 30th, 2005 3:25:01 AM
The monk goes off to rest. He exercises before meditating.
Dreaming of home, Lian struggles to rest soundly during the night, but somehow manages to get full rest, hopefully.
Gunther Wednesday November 30th, 2005 3:34:05 PM
Hope in his heart, Gunther shuts the door to the treasure room and lays down right in front of it. He tries to sleep, but his mind is a whirl with thoughts of K'nara.
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 30th, 2005 8:08:27 PM
Bertram lays for a long while lost in thought, taking inventory of what few spells remain to him. He will to regain at least the weaker ones for the coming day.
Time to Solve a Couple of Mysteries - DM Donna Wednesday November 30th, 2005 10:01:09 PM
"We should wait for this Amalie, then," K'Nara agrees with Ingrge, "We can probably get another perspective on this place and the Lady who rules it."
Each in their own way, the Talons manage to relax a bit and actually rest without having to worry about creepy things in the night trying to attack them.
Bonecrusher provides a nice meal--a type of mushroom souffle, which he says is the main staple of the food around here, although the villagers do manage to get some meat and fish on occasion. He promises that, tomorrow night, he will be able to make some fish stew from the stores that he has. He hadn't been expecting company or he'd've made it for tonight's dinner.
After the meal, the Talons are able to turn their attention to the two chests that were taken from the Bone Tower...
Milo Wednesday November 30th, 2005 10:53:31 PM
Milo eats and gets Olana to eat as best he can. Then he sits back and rests, watching out for his other friends as well as Olana.
Lian Thursday December 1st, 2005 3:04:44 AM
Lian looks on, from a distance, as the others ponder the chests.
Gunther Thursday December 1st, 2005 11:18:30 PM
The cat trainer stretches out after the relaxing meal. "Vell, I could alvays open it orc style...but it's probably best to let Milo take a crack at it first."
Open To Suggestions - DM Donna Friday December 2nd, 2005 12:31:35 AM
"Yes, Milo..." K'Nara says with a nod and a smile to Gunther, "...why don't you see how your many skills fare against these two chests...?"
If Milo takes up the challenge, he'll have to state what he is doing and make Skill rolls for his stated actions.
Lian Friday December 2nd, 2005 2:12:36 AM
Lian smiles at K'Nara. "I can open them." He winks.
Brother Bertram Friday December 2nd, 2005 4:03:48 AM
Bertram watches with interest as the others attempt to open the chests they recovered.
Ingrge Friday December 2nd, 2005 5:29:27 PM
As Lian approaches the chests, Ingrge moves to the other side of the room and watches ready to duck and cover in needed.
(sorry Jay, but I don't think Ingrge has ever seen Lian play with traps before so....)
Lian (OOC) Friday December 2nd, 2005 7:16:55 PM
OOC: I never said that Lian was approaching the chests and it should be clear to ALL the Talons that Lian is joking. :)
Falin Saturday December 3rd, 2005 9:17:53 AM
Shaking his head a little as if waking from a dream, Falin looks around at what is going on. He walks up behind whoever decided to open the chests in order to possible render assistance if things go ugly.
DM Donna Sunday December 4th, 2005 12:52:44 PM
...still waiting for Milo to post...
Gunther Sunday December 4th, 2005 2:38:25 PM
Watches with baited breath to see what Milo does with the chests.
Milo d20+17=36 d20+17=30 Monday December 5th, 2005 12:11:09 AM
Though temporarily distracted, Milo soon snaps to attention, nodding to K'nara. Taking his time, the halfling thoroughly inspects both chests for possible traps. Once it is clear there is no further danger, Milo works quickly to open them up.(OOC: Taking 20 to search the chests for a result of DC 35. If Milo finds a trap he'll attempt to disarm them [DC 36 and 30]. Milo takes 20 to open each chest for an Open Locks check of DC 42.)
Lian Monday December 5th, 2005 9:50:45 AM
Regardless of Milo's endless talents and steady heands, Lian takes up a position somewhere well away from the chest (but still within visual range).
Whatcha Got..? - DM Donna Monday December 5th, 2005 5:55:28 PM
Milo's skill & expertise find no traps, and make very short work of the locks on the two chests. Within the chests:
A long sword in a beaten but finely-tooled scabbard; an axe of most excellent craftsmanship; a suit of golden chainmail; and a very battered backpack. The backpack is heavy with items inside it.
Milo d20+17=34 Monday December 5th, 2005 8:42:08 PM
Continuing to take his time, Milo searches the backpack for possible traps, and then proceeds to open it. (OOC: Take 20 to find traps DC 35. DC 34 to Disable if a trap exists.)
Gunther Tuesday December 6th, 2005 12:42:49 AM
The warrior laughs as Milo makes such an easy task of opening the chest. He watches with interest as the rogue turns to the backpack, wondering what kind of riches might be inside.
Falin Tuesday December 6th, 2005 8:17:21 AM
"Such skill with the fingers calls for compliments." Says Falin from behind Milo. "Good job friend."
Falin awaits to see what the backpack holds.
Olana Howdy folks! It's good to be back. Tuesday December 6th, 2005 11:27:09 AM
Olana's eyes follow the movement in the room. There's a sense of anticipation that registers at gut level. Danger? She sits up, but the howling empty cavern in her head becomes confused. So, should she lie down or sit up? Olana frowns.
Lian Tuesday December 6th, 2005 11:55:45 AM
Lian's eyes drift absently over the members of the group while watching the halfling's skills and fall upon Olana. They move back to the chests and backpack, then he double-takes at the elven ranger.
Stunned, he blinks for a few seconds, then says, "Friends... our lobotomized ranger seems to be stirring! Perhaps she's back with the 'living'?"
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 6th, 2005 7:21:12 PM
Bertram eyes Olana with interest, glad to see any signs of life within her. He watches to see if there is more or if it were an odd, solitary occurence.
The Treasure Within - DM Donna Tuesday December 6th, 2005 9:49:30 PM
K'Nara's attention is diverted to Olana...but the elf maid doesn't appear to be any closer to regaining herself than she was before, for Olana still can't seem to initiate action for herself.
"Sit here, then..." the blade singer bids Olana softly, leading the elf to a chair near where Milo is carefully checking the backpack over before opening it. (OOC: no traps on this one, either.)
Inside the backpack: A silver holy symbol depicting three joined circles surrounded by a larger one; a twisted gold-and-silver band that looks like it may fit someone's finger; a set of four flat iron bars; a pouch of soft suede; another pouch of heavy linen; a figurine of a small white horse; a couple of sets of serviceable, human-sized tunics and breeches; a dried bottle of ink; a quill case and an old journal.
Gunther Wednesday December 7th, 2005 1:20:08 AM
The warrior yawns and stretches...the stress of the road catching up with him. Olana's sudden activity brings him to a heightened alert. His excitement is dashed though as K'nara notes that she doesn't seem to be recovering. He looks longingly at the items recovered from the chest. "I don't suppose ve can tell vhat dey are tonight? Dey might come in handy."
Falin Wednesday December 7th, 2005 3:27:47 AM
"I agree with Gunther," says Falin. "If there is a way to identify them it may be beneficial."
Looking over at Olana there is a sudden elation in his demeanor and then with K'Nara's realization he is brought back to reality and he returns to his normally sad looking state.
Lian Wednesday December 7th, 2005 10:57:01 AM
Lian's eyes widen when they fall on the holy symbol. "That is truly interesting. May I take that piece?" He askes the group hopefully. (He's referring to the linked circles of silver.) Nothing else seems to catch his eye.
Ingrge Wednesday December 7th, 2005 7:44:53 PM
Ingrge looks at the pile and shakes his head. I will not be able to do anything about those until tomorrow morning when I can memorize a few identify spells to use on them. I think figment might be interested in that ring. As for me I am always in need of pots for my inks and quills for my scroll writing.
Stuff - DM Donna Wednesday December 7th, 2005 8:30:45 PM
K'Nara sighs.
"I have to wait until tomorrow, too," she says, "My usual allotment of spells conjured the unseen servants...so I've nothing left to cast--" Her hazel eyes squint at the sight of the old holy symbol.
"Why does that look familiar..?" she asks as Lian is handed the finely-crafted item. Something else that catches her eye: that leather-bound journal.
"Hmmm...it seems to be written in an older dialect of Common..." K'Nara points out as she eyes the first few pages...
Milo Wednesday December 7th, 2005 8:59:00 PM
His job done, Milo returns to Olana's side, where he remains. Concern creases the halfling's brow as he sees to her comfort.
Olana Wednesday December 7th, 2005 9:57:43 PM
The elf moves to the new position, and sits. Here is a new viewpoint, and the scene changes as the others move in front of her, or away. No sense of danger. Not now. Her eyes, like dark glass, sweep over Milo's features close by. They stay cold, while the rest of her face attempts to mimic his concern. Muscle memory. Habit.
Gunther Wednesday December 7th, 2005 11:33:03 PM
The cat trainer scratches himself idly. "Vell den, I suppose I deres no need in staying up. I'm bushed. I tink I'll go get myself some rest."
Brother Bertram Thursday December 8th, 2005 3:03:47 AM
Bertram keeps an eye on Olana as some of the others sort through the chest.
Falin Thursday December 8th, 2005 8:17:23 AM
"I think I will follow suit with Gunther and go to sleep myself. Has been a long night-day thing."
Falin will go to whatever area he had picked out for sleeping and lay out. As he drifts off his thoughts are filled with flying skulls and of darkness...
As the night continues Falin's dreams become more and more horrific. "Not my flesh... Not my flesh." He can be heard mumbling through the night along with some other unintelligible phrases.
As the moon dawns Falin's dreams become more real to him and he wakes in a fit of sreams that thrashing about. As if his very life depended on him waking up. He wakes with his eyes wide and covered in sweat. "The flying skulls haught my dreams." He says in an almost unaudible whisper as his hands clench and unclench around the blanket he slept on.
Lian Thursday December 8th, 2005 10:44:25 AM
"Fine work Milo." Smiles the elf.
He turns his attention to the holy symbol. "Don't know. The symbol seems to remind me of some long ago. Maybe a former life or something." There is something odd in how he says this sentence. He casts detect magic on this lot of goods, concentrating on the symbol specifically.
(OOC: What size are the set of four flat iron bars?)
---------------------------------- Prior spell list from November 9. Prepared Spells: (*Prepared, #Domain)[$Cast] Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic*$, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Align Weapon*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Brother Bertram Thursday December 8th, 2005 7:36:06 PM
Bertram minds to Olana, not worrying about the treasure as the others peruse it. He frowns distractedly at the way Lian said something but it slipped from his mind too fast to contemplate.
Details, Details... - DM Donna Thursday December 8th, 2005 9:56:08 PM
Looking over the items with a more discerning eye, the party members who do so find more clues:
The longsword is a fantastic piece of craftsmanship--it has the name Rightbite inscribed along the blade in an elegant script (in Common).
The axe is heavy and seems to made of black iron-like metal--if it's steel, it's a rather crude mix, yet it is amazingly devoid of rust or pits.
The golden metal of the chainmail armor seems to defy easy identification--at least, it isn't easily identifiable by merely inspecting it. It, too, is of astounding craftsmanship.
The set of four flat iron bars are about 14 inches or so long and about an inch or so thick...and each of them have a button on one end.
The suede pouch holds four blocks of incense that smells of sandalwood and sage.
The linen pouch has three ceramic jars (palm-sized) with silver screw-on tops.
The quill case has two quills in it.
The white horse seems to be a carving-in-progress (substance could be ivory.)
The clothes look like they'd fit a human of about six feet in height but rather broad in the chest. Several of the items are very nicely mended.
The bottle of ink is dry.
K'Nara is now sitting, cross-legged, on the floor, intensely interested in the journal as she pours over page after page...
Milo Friday December 9th, 2005 12:57:55 AM
Milo nods appreciatively toward Lian, but maintains his place near Olana.
Lian Friday December 9th, 2005 3:19:42 AM
Lian concentrates his detect magic on the holy symbol.
"These items are interesting."
Ingrge Friday December 9th, 2005 2:08:32 PM
So Betram, fancy yourself another axe to carry around?
Brother Bertram Friday December 9th, 2005 4:47:31 PM
Bertram smiles at Ingrge, "Ah but what axe could hope to compete with the one I have now, Friend Ingrge?" He looks at the axe with interest, wondering what marvelous secrets it might hold.
Olana Friday December 9th, 2005 9:26:10 PM
The muscles on Olana's face relax, having forgotten why, or being merely tired from the exercise of showing concern. She stares ahead.
A Tale to Tell... - DM Donna Friday December 9th, 2005 9:37:45 PM
"This is rather interesting..." K'Nara says suddenly from her position on the floor, "...apparently this is a journal of some paladin of Alemi...a guy named Roderigo Montoya..."
She begins to read aloud from the tome:
"My guide has proven as good as his word. Though I was loath to trust the word of a goblin it seems I was wrong to be so suspicious. He has indeed brought me to the foothills of the mysterious realm known only as Harrowed Moon.
When I began my quest to bring the Holy Word of Alemi to the forsaken souls of these far-flung Realms I anticipated that I would encounter horror and evil. I had heard rumours that this place was a province of Marteaus, ruled by some terrifying witch of his, that the populace were brutal, savage servants of their dark mistress. Terror was expected. What I did not expect was to be met with such serene, still beauty.
This land is a marvel. Beneath her eternal lilac moon the Realm exists like some bewitching twilight dream, her palette of purples, blues and deep velvet blacks a soothing tonic to the mind. I don't ever recall having felt so calm.
Everything here is strange. The air carries countless wonderful musky aromas whose source I can only guess at. Crystalline outcroppings tower over still, mercurial pools. There are many curious moulds and fungi which seem to flourish in this half light, delicate and elaborate. I must collect some specimens to examine further. My guide, clearly a superstitious type, claims that the plant life here can move towards light! I am looking forward to learning more of the folktales of these simple, happy people.
That has been perhaps my greatest surprise. To find a community made up primarily of Goblins and Trolls living in peace, harmony and happiness! I would have never believed that such base creatures were capable of building such a successful community. By all accounts they have their Queen, the Lady Fidelia to thank for their conversion to civilization. They speak of her in glowing, even loving terms, and I am looking forward to meeting with her. The horror stories I was told are quite clearly the tall tales of the ignorant. After rest I shall visit her Twilight Palace. I am certain that with reasoned persuasion and pure heart she will prove a powerful convert to Great Alemi's cause."
Gunther Friday December 9th, 2005 11:02:09 PM
The warrior listens sleepily as K'nara reads from the journal. "Vell dat's interesting." he says half heartedly. "Nice to know dat somevon else tinks dis place is as nice as ve tink it is." Gunther eyes the new treasure admiringly, but knows better than to mess with any of it. He remembers all too well the time that Orlash tried on a belt from a treasure horde they'd found... It was amazing how many hours it took to refit and mold Orlashina's armor to her new from once she was transformed into a she-orc!
Milo Saturday December 10th, 2005 2:12:52 AM
"Are there any entries made in the journal after that, K'nara? I'd be curious of his impressions of the Lady herself." Milo looks up expectantly.
Falin Saturday December 10th, 2005 6:56:16 AM
Falin raises hmself up on an elbow as he listens to K'Nara read the passage.
"Sounds as if he had been in this very village. Unless there are others of this kind through the surrounding area."
As he lowers himself back down he notices the armor. "You know, that armor strikes a remarkable resemblance to my own."
He pulls back one of his shirt sleeves to reveal a chain mail made of a golden metal of exquisite quality.
Brother Bertram Sunday December 11th, 2005 9:26:28 PM
"Evidently a rather dead paladin of Alemi, Friend K'nara", Bertram points out. I still would urge great caution when approaching this 'Lady'".
Lian Monday December 12th, 2005 11:04:13 AM
The hand of Domi raises an eyebrow. "Interesting."
Olana Monday December 12th, 2005 3:55:48 PM
Olana sits passively. Her ears are listening to the story, and a disengaged mind picks up a random phrase. 'Guh... goblins.... and trollz,' she whispers, rolling the 'r' in 'troll' for no apparent reason.
The Mystery Deepens - DM Donna Monday December 12th, 2005 11:31:18 PM
K'Nara thumbs through the pages of the well-worn journal.
"There's some other stuff in here about how his dreams seem to be getting creepy..." the leader of the Talons says, "...though he seems to describe meeting Lady Fidelia as 'a favored encounter with gentility and grace, and an exceedingly thoughtful countenance'..." She trails off as she reads intently.
Falin's comparison of the suit of chainmail does, indeed, seem to point out the amazing similarities in the two metallic items.
Gunther Tuesday December 13th, 2005 1:51:29 AM
Quite unexpectedly, the warrior begins to doze off...a slight snore emerging from his lips occasionally.
Lian Tuesday December 13th, 2005 10:49:56 AM
Sensing some sort of confusion in her voice, Lian looks up at Olana and says softly. "There are no trolls or goblins near by friend Olana. Stay calm. We are safe."
Ingrge Tuesday December 13th, 2005 1:15:53 PM
Showing some interest in what is being read, Ingrge sighs outloud and turns to Knara.
"K'nara, Cut to the chase and read the last entry already. Everything sounds just tooo pleasant and comfortable. Which usually leads to everybody dying."
Olana Tuesday December 13th, 2005 9:59:58 PM
The elf's face swivels toward Lian, and her shark-dead eyes stare at him.
Milo Wednesday December 14th, 2005 1:00:39 AM
Milo listens intently to K'nara as she reads from the book, though he has nothing to say regarding its contents, which seem to be benign. At the same time, he keeps a watchful eye on Olana, who seems to be reacting somewhat to the world around her on some level.
Last, But Not Least - DM Donna Wednesday December 14th, 2005 1:05:17 AM
K'Nara raises an eyebrow when Gunther nods off, but she really can't blame him. The journal was getting rather boring.
Ingrge's suggestion has the chestnut-maned blade singer flip over to the back of the book and eye the pages.
"This is odd..." she says, pointing to the raggedy edges of paper, "...the last page of the journal is ripped out." K'Nara squints at the entry that is left.
"Seems that the paladin was getting paranoid." she informs those still awake. "He writes of hearing odd noises in the night outside the Twilight Palace and an increasing sense of dread...he complains of feeling 'a yawning chasm between myself and the great mercy of Alemi'...he writes that he plans to ask Lady Fidelia if she would grant permission for building a shrine to Alemi in the morning. Then..." Her voice trails off, and she points to the torn pages of the journal.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 14th, 2005 4:02:52 AM
"Then he woke up in the morning with his throat cut no doubt.. We are in great peril my friends."
Falin Wednesday December 14th, 2005 4:30:14 AM
"That sounds about right Bertram. We will need to keep our wits about us and rely on one another for support while we are here. Not let anyone try to drive a wedge between us."
Lian Wednesday December 14th, 2005 5:34:34 PM
Lian looks at Olana and then addresses Falin directly. "And some wits seem to be on permanent sabatical." He nods toward Olana.
"Brother Bertram does have a point though. The paladin doesn't seems to have completed the journal and we have to assume the last date in the book wasn't yesterday. Whether he lost his life or his mind isn't really the question, 'How?' would seems more appropriate. And why?"
Olana Wednesday December 14th, 2005 7:21:56 PM
Lots of talking, now. Confusing. Olana's head moves this way and that, trying to keep up and failing miserably.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 14th, 2005 8:01:07 PM
Bertram shrugs, "I am sure the paladin would have a different view on whether his losing his life versus his wits mattered but we can discuss that over ale after we leave. 'How' concerns me greatly, 'Why' is for later after we get out of this forsaken land."
Night into...Twilight - DM Donna Wednesday December 14th, 2005 9:07:48 PM
K'Nara closes the book, frowning.
"This place is more than it appears...or less, if you consider the reduced influence of certain gods..." she nods at Brother Bertram and Lian, who have both noted the weakened connection to Domi. "...but we have seemed to have found a safe haven for now. Let's take advantage of it and rest up."
Although the Talons are still assigned watches, the night they spend as guests of Bonecrusher passes uneventfully. "Morning" comes with the rising of the lilac moon and Bonecrusher's departure to go to the town well and also visit the village baker and butcher shops.
"This is the day of the week that we can get vole chops!" the troll announces brightly before he goes.
Now the Talons can turn their attentions towards the mysterious items found in the chests...
Any changes in spell lists must be turned in to the DM by Sunday, December 18th.
Milo Wednesday December 14th, 2005 9:45:00 PM
Milo takes note of his friends general paranoia, though he doesn't share in the sentiment. There could be any number of reasons why the last page was torn out. There is no reason to suspect the worse, just because it is. He spends nearly every waking moment attending to Olana and her needs.
Ingrge Wednesday December 14th, 2005 10:02:30 PM
See what did I tell you. Only bad things come out of diaries and the such. Lets get sme shut eye and Knara and I will id some of this stuff in the morning.
Lian Thursday December 15th, 2005 11:20:56 AM
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
The elf considers the fact they aren't all dead already, to be a good omen.
He sleeps with unease tonight.
He prepares his spells in the morning then realizes that he hasn't seen Merlot in weeks. He wonders how his old friend is faring.
The monk does his morning Khata excercises and then meditates until the others wake.
He then helps with the chests.
Olana Thursday December 15th, 2005 7:48:14 PM
Milo will no doubt have his work cut out for him with Olana, who is currently a messy eater, choosing meat, when and if it's available, over anything else. There seems to be some kind of basic instinct in there, taking care of the essentials, but all the finer points are not being tended to at all. She has not touched her hair once. Not once. Nor used an eating utensil.
Another Morning After - DM Donna Friday December 16th, 2005 1:04:28 AM
Between Ingrge and K'Nara, the magic items within the stash found in the two chests are discovered to be:
The sword inscribed "Rightbite": +3 silver Long sword--it seems to be an axiomatic bane vs. undead. Its scruffy scabbard is actually a scabbard of Keen Edges.
The axe is a +3 Holy Axe of Thundering.
The golden chainmail is a suit of +4 Celestial Armor.
That battered backpack is actually a Heward's Handy Haversack.
The twisted gold-and-silver band is a ring of major resistance to fire.
The set of four flat iron bars (w/small button on one end) are actually Immovable Rods.
One pouch contains four blocks of Incense of Meditation; the other has three jars of Keoghtum's Ointment.
None of the other items are in the least magical...although that holy symbol is probably valuable for its silver content--maybe even for how old it appears to be.
Falin Friday December 16th, 2005 10:54:08 AM
"That was a good nights sleep," yawns Falin. "If you don't count the hundreds of skulls that were flying towards me in my sleep trying to drag me into the shadowlands..."
Loooking over the booty Falin comments, "That is quite a nice haul of stuff. Now, who can use it the best?"
Brother Bertram Friday December 16th, 2005 2:25:24 PM
"Any of us can use that backpack Friend Falin, especially right now with all of this that we carry. I personaly would be interested unless someone else has an interest in it."
Lian Friday December 16th, 2005 2:55:08 PM
"That ring sure is a pretty bobble, isn't it?" He says with interest. Then he turns his gaze to Olana. "Well, perhaps she can use it until she comes around."
Ingrge Friday December 16th, 2005 7:47:44 PM
I think Figment should get the ring eventually when he gets back. He is more of an ice mage and fire is definitely not his element.
I am fine for now and have need of nothing else for now, unless you want me to carry one of the ointments for party use. As to the other two ointments I think we should have different people carry them so more people have access to their potential use.
Olana Friday December 16th, 2005 9:53:25 PM
'Bobble,' says Olana with a deadpan expression, and she pulls Milo's hair lightly.
Milo Saturday December 17th, 2005 2:15:54 AM
Milo stops suddenly, looking at Olana's hands for other magic rings, then looks up to the group, "If no one else cares to wear the ring, I think Olana likes it, if for no other reason, because its shiny." Milo looks quite serious.
Lian Saturday December 17th, 2005 5:58:23 PM
"The incense might be nice."
Dividing the Resources - DM Donna Monday December 19th, 2005 10:02:09 PM
"Agreed, Ingrge," K'Nara nodded to the elven weapon mage, "But--since Figment isn't here at the moment--we may as well let Olana have it...Milo's right in pointing out that it seems to have caught her attention." She looked over the sword with a wistful eye.
"Too bad this is a longsword." K'Nara said with a rueful smile. "But it surely would make someone a good weapon..." She nudges Brother Bertram.
"You more than deserve to have whatever may catch your eye, good cleric," the blade singer told him, "So take the haversack, then." K'Nara also places the pouch of incense into Lian's hands.
"Ingrge's volunteered to take up a jar of ointment--who else would carry one..?" asked the leader of the Talons.
Falin Tuesday December 20th, 2005 6:01:41 AM
As Falin gets his gear ready for the day he whistles to himself. It is a tune that seems to mix both grief and happiness.
"This is an old tune that my family used to play during long cold nights. Somehow it felt right to me here. It just felt like it brought some of home here." He pauses for a second and returns to his gear.
At K'Nara's talk of the resources Falin makes a request. "I would like one of the rods if there is enough to go around."
Milo Tuesday December 20th, 2005 9:31:04 AM
"Perhaps you should carry all four rods Falin, since they are most useful when used together."
Lian Tuesday December 20th, 2005 8:53:22 PM
"Milo, what do those rods do? You seem to know about them. They seem unusual." He asks halfling.
Milo Tuesday December 20th, 2005 9:24:38 PM
"When I worked for the guild they were used to climb in places where climbing would not normally be possible." Milo removes the rods, and demonstrates how they can be used to form a ladder in mid-air, "Like so. I wear slippers of spider climbing in such instances, but these may be useful for the group. You can also tie something off to one of these babies, such as a rope... or even a ship at sea."
Olana Tuesday December 20th, 2005 10:34:27 PM
Milo will note that Olana has a ring on one hand but not the other. She stares at the new ring for a little while, then closes her eyes, as if tired.
Stuff to Go Around - DM Donna Wednesday December 21st, 2005 10:24:59 AM
Falin finds himself the holder of four Immovable Rods.
"There is still the sword, the axe, the armor and two other jars of ointment..." K'Nara points out. "Any takers..?"
Falin Wednesday December 21st, 2005 10:42:14 AM
"If someone is thinking about the armor I might add that is very comfortable and form fitting. It is light enough that I can wear it right under my existing clothes and no one is the wiser." And then with a smile, "It lets me fly too."
Lian Wednesday December 21st, 2005 2:00:01 PM
"I see..." He nods thanks to Milo.
"I'll take the ointments."
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 21st, 2005 7:45:00 PM
Bertram takes the sword from K'nara and examines it carefully. He compares it to his axe with great care.
Olana Wednesday December 21st, 2005 10:10:55 PM
Olana continues to sit still with her eyes closed. What goes on inside her head, is anybody's guess.
Lian Thursday December 22nd, 2005 4:28:08 PM
"Maybe the axe, armor and sword can be put in the Haversack."
Ingrge Thursday December 22nd, 2005 7:42:34 PM
Well I can use the sword, but I really won't be nearly as effective as with my staves.
Apples and Oranges...Or, Rather, Swords and Axes - DM Donna Friday December 23rd, 2005 12:38:40 AM
The cleric of Domi and Gargul inspects the silver weapon very closely, noting as he does so that it is old, very well crafted and was cared for extremely well. Someone valued the weapon highly, as its extremely good condition can attest. Yet, for all that it is obviously a silver weapon and, thus, a rather expensive one--it is quite clear that it was also well-used.
"Don't feel you MUST take it..." K'Nara adds to her previous statements, "...it's just that this particular blade seems to be...so...well...so obviously special." She frowns, trying to find the words for the intuitive feeling that nags the back of her mind. "It just seems to be a shame if nobody in our party could use it."
Lian Friday December 23rd, 2005 10:16:53 AM
"I would look quite odd carrying the axe." He smiles.
Falin Friday December 23rd, 2005 3:30:33 PM
"I can use a longsword I am just not very good at it. I more prefer my bow, but in retrospect we see where that has gotten me in the past." Falin says with a smile. "Usually on the flat of my back. I will take the longsword to see if it helps with my close quarters encounters."
Olana Sunday December 25th, 2005 12:28:27 AM
Olana smiles in her sleep, so relaxed now that she might fall off her chair. Sights, scents and other sensations drift lawlessly around in her head, making their own conclusions.
Brother Bertram Sunday December 25th, 2005 5:12:32 AM
Bertram nods to K'nara. "I will carry it and use it as best I may."
Gunther Monday December 26th, 2005 6:02:13 PM
The swarthy warrior comes down from the treasure room rather late in the morning. Yawing and stretching as he gets himself some food. Noting the loot being divided up, Gunther rubs his eyes. "Vell, I'm not sure vether I could use dat armor or not, but if I can, it might be nice."
OOC...back and (mostly) ready for action. ;)
Milo Monday December 26th, 2005 8:12:08 PM
Not interested in the sword, takes Olana somewhere she may lie down to rest. Morning is welcome when it arrives however.
Still Doing Stuff - DM Donna Monday December 26th, 2005 10:38:40 PM
"...well, whatever it is you think you can use," K'Nara says, waving her hands at the magic items, "...go on and take it. We'll wait until we get home to do our usual system of dividing up stuff..."
OOC: please post exactly what--if anything--your particular PC takes from the available pile of identified items, which are as follows:
The sword inscribed "Rightbite": +3 silver Long sword--it seems to be an axiomatic bane vs. undead. Its scruffy scabbard is actually a scabbard of Keen Edges.
The axe is a +3 Holy Axe of Thundering.
The golden chainmail is a suit of +4 Celestial Armor.
One pouch containing two jars of Keoghtum's Ointment.
The antique silver holy symbol.
Lian Monday December 26th, 2005 11:03:31 PM
The hand of Domi actually grabs the other ointment, now totalling three.
He waits to hear whats happening next.
Falin Tuesday December 27th, 2005 2:43:59 AM
"I will take Rightbite as long as no one else will." After he waits for a second he takes and straps it around his waste.
OOC: Donna, I will get you an updated sheet with the things I got from the loot by end of the day (my time)
Gunther Tuesday December 27th, 2005 2:58:42 AM
The warrior gratefully takes up the chainmail and quickly dons it. He grimaces at the unaccustomed feel of the metal so close to his skin, but quickly warms to the feel of the magically enhanced armor. "I alvays vanted to fly." he says as he grins at Falin. Then he turns his eye upon the axe still unclaimed. "Vell, I liked dat oder axe pretty vell...I guess I could try dis von out." Gunther picks up the axe and gives it a few practice swings.
OOC: Donna, what type of axe is it? A battleaxe or a greataxe or some other kind of axe? :)
DM OOC: my apologies: it's a battleaxe.
Lian Wednesday December 28th, 2005 12:27:53 AM
"Who is carrying the armor?"
Olana Wednesday December 28th, 2005 2:04:34 AM
"Alemi," says Olana matter-of-factly, awake now as Milo disturbs her, her eyes drifting around the room. "Shiny. Alemi." She then lapses into silence.
Ingrge Wednesday December 28th, 2005 9:01:38 AM
Ingrge just takes the one jar of ointment he already had and nothing else.
Lian Wednesday December 28th, 2005 11:36:13 AM
Lian hands Ingrge the other ointment then looks at Olana. "Poor girl, she's just... just... its not right." He shakes his head.
"Too bad that armor isn't going to use..." He looks at Bertram and grins. "A dwarf might look awful cute in that. You know, real preeeetty. Might be mistaken for fey." The elf just sits, smirking at the dwarf.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 28th, 2005 11:42:29 AM
Bertram scratches at his beard, as if considering Lian's words seriously, then replies calmly. OR.....I could see if this sword could damage you faster than that salve could heal you...., just for the quest for knowledge of course." Bertram grins goes back to swinging the sword experimentally.
Falin Wednesday December 28th, 2005 12:14:20 PM
Falin, hearing both Lian and Bertram arguing begins to laugh. For some reason he find humor in both of them arguing and he falls backward over his pack and lands flat on his back.
Still giggling and whiping tears from his eyes he says, "I needed that to cheer me up."
Gunther Wednesday December 28th, 2005 11:28:25 PM
The warrior looks over at the joking Talons and then down at the armor that he just put on. He continues to practise with the axe, trying to figure out its balance and the best way to weild the weapon.
OOC Gunther has taken the armor and the axe.
Milo Thursday December 29th, 2005 12:42:37 AM
Milo smiles at Olana, then turns and looks wistfully down at the antique holy symbol. "If nobody minds, I think Olana likes the holy symbol." If there are no objections, Milo picks up the holy symbol and fastens it around Olana's neck. The halfling's smile is sad indeed as he momentarily examines the religious relic. [OOC: Honestly not sure. Milo is reacting to whichever holy symbol Olana seems to be referring to. I forgot that you had taken one. oops]
Lian Thursday December 29th, 2005 5:20:03 AM
Lian stops snickering at Falin's tumble.
Lian looks at the holy symbol around his own neck and says to Olana and Milo, "If she'd like it, thats okay. I'm actually rather fond of it. It is rather unique." [Chris, I assume your referring to the silver holy symbol depicting three joined circles surrounded by a larger one? Lian grabbed that almost immediately. If not, my bad.]
DM Donna Thursday December 29th, 2005 9:17:47 PM
For clarification purposes: there was only one antique silver holy symbol. Lian had stated he was interested in it, but had actually never physically picked it up. It has been determined that the holy symbol--while rather old--is NOT magic.
Now Lian, Milo & Olana can decide who will be carrying it.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 29th, 2005 10:24:42 PM
Bertram grins at the feel of the sword, its balance as perfect as the edge. He swings it and the axe together getting a feel for two weapons.
Olana Thursday December 29th, 2005 11:51:19 PM
The soulless elf looks with delight at the symbol. It is as though the more simple, more obvious things are able to register in her mind. Although how she really feels about it, and how she'd feel about it if she had her wits about her - is anyone's guess.
Gunther Friday December 30th, 2005 2:31:49 AM
Gunther looks around at the others. "Vell...now dat dat is takin care of vat else can ve do to buy de time? Anyvan care for a qvick game of toss the boulder? Or hey...how 'bout pig wrestling?? It's really easy, I could teach it to you easy..." Gunther's face falls a bit. "Oh yeah...ve don't have a pig..."
Brother Bertram Friday December 30th, 2005 9:36:32 AM
Bertram hides his grin from the big warrior, "Perhaps you and Friend K'nara would like some alone time?" He turns back to testing the sword quickly to hide his amusement.
Lian Friday December 30th, 2005 11:32:15 AM
"The holy symbol does intrigue me friend Milo." Says the elf rather pointedly.
Gunther Saturday December 31st, 2005 1:37:19 PM
The warrior looks over hopefully at K'nara, but then a small light goes on inside his head, and he turns back to the dwarf. "Or maybe ve should practice our unarmed combat again. I promise not to break your nose." the cat trainer taunts as he grins mischievously.
Milo Monday January 2nd, 2006 11:24:25 PM
"Then you should wear it Lian. It is hard to say what is true and what is a passing fancy until we have Olana's mind restored." Milo smiles, and though he is obviously saddened by Olana's current state, he doesn't love the elf ranger any less.
ADM Jay B Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 12:10:17 AM
OOC: It'll be awhile longer. I misplaced the module. Sorry for the inconvienince.
Lian Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 12:10:52 AM
"Thank you Milo.
I do feel for you and Olana."
Lian Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 5:49:12 AM
"I have been thinking. Since Olana hasn't been fighting and is... well, unable to fight or defend herself, we should figure out a way she'll be safe and a 'damsel(sp?) in distress'. I have a feeling she wouldn't want one of us dying because we were protecting her."
Olana Tuesday January 3rd, 2006 7:32:17 PM
Olana doesn't seem to notice what happens with the symbol, because now her eyes are distracted by the to'ing and fro'ing of Bertram's sword.
((OOC Jan)) Wednesday January 4th, 2006 12:33:56 AM
((Apologies from Jamie, he can't access the boards. He's gonna try later.))
Letter (ADM Jay B) Wednesday January 4th, 2006 11:09:39 AM
OOC: Sorry friends, RL has been a bear for the past several weeks. Getting back into the swing after dad's accident. Getting used to him around. Not used to a roommate or extra noise yet. ------------------------------------------------- Its finally decided who is carrying the loot.
Before you know it, lunch has arrived and your all in the common room eating, when Bonecrusher brings in a letter left for the group. "Had a runner in this morn'ng, at 'bout 7th hour. Looks important." Bonecrusher seems to be lingering about the table, hoping you'll open it so the innkeeper can sneak a peek.
Bonecrusher hands K'Nara a piece of folder parchment with a black wax seal depicting the stylized version of the letter 'A'.
When you open it it reads...
The she-elf's cure will be revealed if you meet me at the Mushroom Tree at the 10th hour.
A
"Tha's just a wee bit north of here." Says Bonecrusher quietly.
Lian Wednesday January 4th, 2006 1:38:34 PM
"Perhaps this 'A' is an important person in this realm. Is that true innkeeper?"
Milo Wednesday January 4th, 2006 9:02:42 PM
Milo's ears perk up at the letter's reading, and the intensity of the halfling's gaze says that he intends to make that meeting come hell or high water.
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 4th, 2006 10:06:46 PM
Bertram shrugs, "Of course her interpretation might be death as a cure..... I still urge the greatest caution my friends. But we will go Friend Milo, for Friend Olana and for you."
Falin Wednesday January 4th, 2006 10:35:08 PM
Falin appreciates the food when it arrives and he fills himself on the different foods. Letting each one set in his mouth just a little longer than normal in order to get each taste.
When the letter is brought in Falin puts his food down and listens. "It arrives at the 7th hour this morning? What hour is it now? Do we still have time to get there?" Falin asks with a bit of an excited edge on his voice.
Gunther Thursday January 5th, 2006 12:07:22 AM
The warrior's brow nits as the letter is read. Sounds fishy. Still, it's not like they have any other choices. Grabbing his gear, Gunther stands at the door. "Let's get going." he says simply.
Olana Thursday January 5th, 2006 12:58:39 AM
For Olana, eating doesn't seem half as much fun as trying to mimic Bonecrusher's facial expressions.
K'Nara Thursday January 5th, 2006 1:03:50 AM
The tall chestnut-maned blade singer eyed the note. She, too, didn't trust it--too convenient and far too mysterious.
But, as Gunther pointed out, there wasn't much of a choice, either.
"Is it the 10th hour already?" K'Nara asked of the friendly troll. "Or has that time passed for today?"
Brother Bertram Thursday January 5th, 2006 12:47:34 PM
"Domi forbid if we could get there first..... I would prefer to be ready and waiting when someone they show up if at all possible."
Bonecrusher's answer... (Adm Jay B) Thursday January 5th, 2006 1:37:58 PM
"Tenth hour has passed (its lunch time now, so think 1130-12), but the runner said to give it to you at lunch... so I think that the meeting is meant for tomorrow at 10th hour. My apologies for the panic."
The innkeeper looks at the group. "I'm not sure, 'cause I've only seen that seal once b'fore quite awhile ago... but it looks like the Enforcer's mark. That is to say, Amalee's seal."
Bonecrusher begins sketching a rough map on a napkin. "This..." Pointing to a lop-sided rectangle. "...is the inn. This is the road North. The for'st and the tree is about here. Now, know this, the paths are enchanted and the woods don't like visitors, that is to say, strangers. Provided the for'st is hospitable, you should be there in an hour, maybe two... if your swift."
The large innkeeper shivers noticably. "I try to avoid that place as much as possible and I even tell the delivery folk that send us drink and food not to travel that road unless they have no other choice." The innkeeper drops the subject. "Drinks!"
Lian Thursday January 5th, 2006 1:56:09 PM
The monk listens intently. "Amalee? Some sort of law person?"
Ingrge Thursday January 5th, 2006 4:05:44 PM
Umm what exactly is the "Mushroom Tree? Is it an inn or is it ctually a type of tree?" If it is an Inn I say we start off now and get there before evening and settle in at the inn to wait. If not I don't think I want to spend another night outdoors in this place and think we should leave at sunup.
Falin Friday January 6th, 2006 7:01:00 AM
"That makes sense, Ingre, we could maybe check out the lay of the land as well."
At the mention of drink Falin takes one pint and nurses it for a while.
Lian Friday January 6th, 2006 3:56:34 PM
"Yes. Good idea." He says in response to going and scouting.
ADM Jay B Friday January 6th, 2006 3:57:09 PM
OOC: I will be posting about 3pm Pacific time.
Directions and Decisions (ADM Jay B) Friday January 6th, 2006 7:22:31 PM
After receiving the map, the Talons seem to have a decision. Scout the Mushroom Tree.
"Well, I's just sayin' be careful on the road, friends." Says Bonecrusher. "Best of luck. Oh yes, the tree is a tree."
How do the Talons proceed? Precautions. Spells. Marching order. Departure time.
Gunther Saturday January 7th, 2006 4:09:25 AM
Already set, the warrior waits for K'nara's say so before heading out on the road again.
Milo Monday January 9th, 2006 12:02:10 AM
Milo looks about apprehensively, "I'll take point on this one K'nara if someone'll keep track of Olana. Seems we may need some forewarnin' if there is to be an ambush... or other local trouble."
Falin Monday January 9th, 2006 6:32:22 AM
"Milo, if you will allow me I will watch her." offers Falin
K'Nara Monday January 9th, 2006 7:51:23 AM
The human blade singer frowned, thinking very carefully about whether or not to leave Olana behind. Then she nodded to Falin.
"We'll take Olana with us," she said firmly, "Bad things keep happening when we leave our people behind--just don't forget that Olana won't be able to start or end anything on her own, Falin...if you tell her to take out her bow and fire, she will--but she won't know to stop until you actually say so."
The leader of the Talons also works out a marching order on the way to the Tree in the note:
"We'll leave so that we can arrive at this Tree at least an hour ahead of the scheduled meeting time." K'Nara told the others.
Lian Monday January 9th, 2006 11:15:35 AM
The monk follows the group, keeping pace with Ingrge. "So, Ingrge, how does it feel to be home?" He says with a sideways glance and a smirk.
Mushrooms? (ADM Jay B) Monday January 9th, 2006 1:44:34 PM
When all is set, the Talons depart for the forest and the Mushroom tree on their scouting expedition. It is now about 13th hour or 1pm.
An hour out of town a forest of crystal plants and trees rise high around you and the road is darker than ever, even during mid-day. The only localized light, beyond anything your carrying, seems to be eminating from small crystaline fern-like formations along the way. Shadows dance and play in the forming mists (the mists are just thick enough to dampen your clothing but not hinder sight). The trees are crystaline, as wonderful as blown glass and as detailed as the finest museum pieces, some so tall and thin its hard to understand how they simply don't crack and break. Small shards of the same crystal are strewn about like fallen leaves. They crunch softly under your feet. Since entering the forest there has been no animal, bird or basic insect seen. However, every so often a fluttering can be heard in the trees.
This all would be unsettling enough in a normal enviroment, but somehow in the pale moon light, crystal forest and creatureless landscape, this goes beyond eerie.
Ahead of you growing out of the thin mist rises a mushroom shaped crystaline tree, the most dominate tree for miles. There is an obvious clearing under its immense gem canopy. There is ample undergrowth to conceal virtually anything surrounding the clearing. The clearing itself is quite clear, but only a few crystal ferns and piles of glass leaves can be seen at this distance.
The Talons are now about 400 feet from the clearing.... it looks inviting.
Milo needs to make two Spot and Listen checks. Also, please tell me how far from the group are you planning to stray. Describe exactly what your planning on doing.
It also might be a good time for the Talons to describe their actions as well.
Please write anything of importance within your post.
ADM Jay B here, Jamie we understand, take care of the wife and wish her good health from me.
Milo d20+15=26 d20+15=25 d20+17=26 d20+17=27 d20+22=40 d20+24=26 Monday January 9th, 2006 8:48:12 PM
After gratefully accepting Falin's assistance, Milo moves quickly to point, about sixty feet ahead of the group. Wide-eyed at the sight of the crystal forest, the halfling rogue does his best to remain unseen given his unique environment, while taking everything in. (OOC: Made two spot checks at DCs 26 and 25, and two listen checks at DCs 26 and 27. Move silently DC 40 and Hide DC 26.)
Olana Monday January 9th, 2006 8:50:49 PM
As they walk along, Olana keeps stopping and crunching more crystals underfoot. She seems captivated by the sound of it.
Crunch crunch crunch.
Ingrge Monday January 9th, 2006 8:51:29 PM
as they approach the clearing Ingrge drinks a potion and then activates his staff and seems to be suddenly out of phase with his surroundings. (displacement) (Non-detection)
Brother Bertram Monday January 9th, 2006 8:54:15 PM
Bertram moves along with the others, trying to spot anything that is a threat to them. The problem is that they dont recognize what is a threat in this new environ. He keeps his sword and axe handy, but is reluctant to pull them out amongst the trees of this 'living' forest. Fire and Blade would understandably upset a sentinent forest.
Gunther d20+5=6 d20+1=20 Monday January 9th, 2006 10:51:38 PM
The warrior very much enjoys the walk with K'nara. His hand itches to reach out and grab hers, but he remembers the talk they had before, and it remains wrapped around the foreign axe...his two-bladed sword stored safely in his glove of holding...just in case. As he takes in the environment, Gunther is instantly suspious at the lack of animal sounds and he stops where he is, looking, listening and sniffing (Spot=nat. 1, Listen=20). "K'nara, I don't seeing anyting, but I don't like dis. It seems all wrong. Vat do you tink?" purrs the warrior to his battle buddy.
K'Nara d20+1=12 d20+1=19 Monday January 9th, 2006 10:59:02 PM
The fiery-maned fighter suppressed a sigh--this jaunt through such an eerily beautiful landscape with Gunter by her side would almost be romantic...if she (and one or more of the other Talons) didn't have this nagging feeling that something was about to jump out at them.
'When we're back home,' she thought to herself, 'I definitely have to give Gunther some time...assuming we get back home, that is...'
The other warrior's question broke into her reverie, and she, too, glances around, eyes and ears straining.
"Hard to say..." K'Nara mused. (OOC: her Spot is only 12 but her Listen was 19.)
Falin Tuesday January 10th, 2006 6:26:06 AM
"Olana, try to walk quietly." Falin whispers into her ear. "Don't know who is listening."
Falin gathers up some of the leaves and places them into his backpack. Thinking about looking at them later.
"This would be quite the beautiful place if it weren't for the circumstances." Says Falin quietly to Olana.
Crystal clear... (ADM Jay B) Tuesday January 10th, 2006 8:40:03 AM
As the Talons continue forward, it is clear to Milo that the there is nothing in this forest other than a single stray owl passing overhead, which he spotted and a pair of reflecting eyes at Milo's eye level off to his left. At a second glance, they have gone.
Coming to the clearing, it is obviously ambush free. There is no sound other than a rustle of crystaline leaves above you.
If Olana wishes, she can make a move silently check.
Ingrge casts.
Lian d20+19=34 d20+9=15 d20+18=23 Tuesday January 10th, 2006 8:50:53 AM
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
"This is wrong, just wrong." Mutters the elf.
(Listen 34, Spot 15, Move Silently 23)
Olana d20+15=28 Tuesday January 10th, 2006 7:13:57 PM
Olana looks at Falin with a puzzled expression for a moment, and then looks down at her feet.
(MOVE SILENTLY DC 28) From then on, she is as quiet as she is able. A new game for her reflexes to play.
Gunther d20+5=18 d20+1=5 Tuesday January 10th, 2006 10:26:25 PM
The warrior sighs. Wrong, wrong, wrong, wrong wrong...this is all wrong. He briefly thinks about leaving, but one look over at Olana, and Gunther firms his resolve. "Ve should move in closer...get a goot look at de place before our company shows up." Gunther whispers to K'nara as he continues to check out the place (Spot=18, Listen=5).
K'Nara Wednesday January 11th, 2006 12:41:22 AM
"Gunther has the way of it..." K'Nara agreed, "...look around--but be careful..."
Milo d20+15=20 d20+17=31 d20+22=30 d20+24=36 Wednesday January 11th, 2006 1:49:09 AM
Milo maintains his silence as best he can as he circles the perimeter of the clearing, counter-clockwise. He keeps a sharp eye out for signs of habitation, danger, or whatever. (OOC: Spot DC 20, Listen DC 31, Move Silently DC 30, Hide DC 36.)
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 11th, 2006 2:39:46 AM
Bertram keeps watch behind them, a spell on his lips at the first sign of attack.
Falin Wednesday January 11th, 2006 7:45:49 AM
Spells: Level 0 Castable 5 Known 4 Dancing Lights Detect Magic Prestidigitation Read Magic
Level 1 Castable 3 Known 2 Mage Armor True Strike
"Does anyone know what time it is?" asks Falin. "How much time do you think we have to check the area out?"
"Olana stay close to me and remember to be quiet." Falin whispers.
Falin keeps a spell on his lips just in case.
Lian (AC 36, TAC 36, F-ftd AC 30, Hps 55(79)) d20+9=22 d20+19=29 d20+4=10 d20+18=35 d20+7=9 Wednesday January 11th, 2006 11:50:38 AM
Active Spells: Bear's Endurance [3mins, +4 con]
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Lian creeps into the clearing, fistes ready, tensed and prime.
Hide and Seek... (ADM Jay B) Wednesday January 11th, 2006 11:56:05 AM
The Talons search, more or less coming up empty.
Milo and Lian can hear Olana moving in the leaves.
Lian casts a spell.
The time is about 3 in the afternoon, or 15th hour.
Lian's search attempt fails.
How do you proceed?
Milo Wednesday January 11th, 2006 8:42:19 PM
Looking around, Milo doesn't see anything inhospitable about the clearing, just strange. "I suppose we camp and wait at this point. Or we could come back tomorrow. It seems easy enough to find."
(OOC: I guess I misunderstood. I thought it was the day of. Oops. = ) )
Olana Wednesday January 11th, 2006 11:59:08 PM
Olana stays quiet, shadowing Falin. Nothing to distract her. Yet.
Gunther Thursday January 12th, 2006 12:32:44 AM
The warrior looks over at K'nara. "Vell den, I guess ve need a safe place to hang out until our meeting...if dat exists in dis place."
Lian Thursday January 12th, 2006 7:00:53 AM
"K'Nara, I don't think staying here the night is a great idea."
Creepy, a little too Creepy...(ADM Jay B) Thursday January 12th, 2006 7:12:25 AM
After staying and searching the area for awhile, all the elves in the party, especially Olana, start to feel irritable and anxious to leave. This unnatural place is beyond unsettling. Olana begins to walk out of the clearing unexpectedly.
Nothing of interest can be found. No evidence of habitation. No tracks or markings, besides the occassional aged wagon rut. No magical auras, beyond the group's own items and auras, can be decerned.
The owl passes over again and disappears in the forest.
Falin Thursday January 12th, 2006 9:34:06 AM
As Olana turns and leaves Falin turns and closes with her.
"Olana, you need to stay next to me no matter what. If you want to go you need to tell me. It would make it easier to figure out what is going on in that mind of yours, but then again I guess that would be too easy." Falin says with a smile.
Brother Bertram Thursday January 12th, 2006 1:27:12 PM
"Any reason to think that owl watching us is a random occurrence?," Bertram asks thoughtfully, keeping an eye on the owl's path.
Gunther Thursday January 12th, 2006 3:31:33 PM
The warrior growls, this was getting annoying. "Vell, vere are ve going to stay?" he asks Lian in a mildly grumpy tone. He looks over at Bertram. "Probably not." then he looks over at K'nara. "You vant me to track it down?"
Ingrge Thursday January 12th, 2006 7:17:37 PM
My bet is that the owl is not really an owl, or it is not a normal owl. It could be someones familiar or perhaps companion.
Ingrge continues to look around the unnatural area not really liking the feel of the place. The irritation finally hits its peak as Olanna wlaks off. Out of the blue Ingrge begins t speak.
"You know, I bet this place would really light up with a well place light spell."
Milo Thursday January 12th, 2006 9:27:47 PM
An apologetic look on his face for pushing to come out here so early, Milo walks around the clearing, looking for a good place to settle in and rest. "A little light may not be a bad idea Ingrge." Milo's smile is somewhat weak.
K'Nara Thursday January 12th, 2006 9:38:12 PM
"No, we are not going to spend the night out here!" K'Nara said a bit sharply--then Olana's attempted exit caught her eye.
"No, no, Olana--stay with us!" she bade the female elf, going over and snagging Olana by the elbow.
Olana Thursday January 12th, 2006 11:06:15 PM
Olana's flat blue eyes tell Falin that the lights are on, but there's nobody home. Her face and body language register confusion however, and a little fear as K'Nara grabs her elbow. But right now, she's not trying to run off any more.
Sights and sounds...(ADM Jay B) Friday January 13th, 2006 9:16:24 AM
It is clear to most of the Talons that they should return to this clearing at the scheduled time tomorrow. Nothing has come of this.
The owl lands on a branch nearby and watches Bertram with interest.
A rustling noise comes from the brush near the perimeter of the clearing, then it stops abruptly.
Falin Friday January 13th, 2006 1:50:58 PM
Falin turns towards the sound and stops. Waiting to see what is happening.
He looks at Olana, "Olana, kneel here while we wait to see what that noise is. Remember to stay next to me."
Brother Bertram Friday January 13th, 2006 7:46:33 PM
Bertram turns to the owl and bows deeply, "Please bear our regards for your Master. We mean no harm while we are here." Raising, he nods his head politely at the creature and shrugs. He turns as they hear a noise, his hand falling on his weapons, but draws neither.
Gunther d20+5=10 d20+1=11 Friday January 13th, 2006 11:21:28 PM
At the sound of the rustling, Gunther immediately drops to a crouch. Sniffing the air suspiciously, but he can't make out any source of trouble (Spot=10, Listen=11). He watches Bertram, wondering if anything in this place could bear them more than ill will. His axe swishes nervously, but he makes no move to engage.
Olana Sunday January 15th, 2006 8:05:03 PM
Olana kneels down and her eyes follow everyone's movements.
Lian Monday January 16th, 2006 10:03:20 AM
Lian also turns to the owl and addresses it. "If you are someones companion, we're merely passing through. If you are simply an owl, please, don't let us disturb your hunt." He moves toward the sound in the brush and jumps toward it as if to scare something out of the trees and ferns.
Whooo! Whoo? (ADM Jay B) Monday January 16th, 2006 10:06:39 AM
The owl's movements don't seem to be guided by another, but in this place, one never can tell. The owl lifts off and disappears in the night not to be seen again.
The source of the rustling bush has gone, whatever or whoever it was.
Milo Monday January 16th, 2006 6:40:12 PM
"So, what is the word? Do we spend the night, or come back tomorrow?" I'm good either way.
K'Nara Monday January 16th, 2006 9:52:05 PM
"We go and return just before the meeting time." K'Nara said firmly. "I know that this road is safe enough, but the night sounds of this place are enough to drive one mad with fear and paranoia. Let's get back to Reston."
Brother Bertram Monday January 16th, 2006 9:55:51 PM
Bertram shrugs, and shoulders his pack, ready to do as he is bid. He keeps an eye out for the owl, or anything else that seemed to be watching them.
Gunther d20+5=17 d20+1=7 Monday January 16th, 2006 11:16:35 PM
The warrior grumbles, unhappy about not finding out anything and certainly not thrilled about the environment. He casts his eyes about the area as they head back (Spot=17, Listen=7) absolutely sure that at any moment skulls are going to come shrieking down on them.
Olana Tuesday January 17th, 2006 12:35:20 AM
Knelt on the ground, as the others talk over her head, Olana's fingers explore the ground around her.
Falin Tuesday January 17th, 2006 9:46:40 AM
"Come on Olana, lets get going. We are going back to that nice village until tomorrow. Then we are going to come back here." says Falin.
He helps his friend to her feet and begins to lead her back ot the village.
A return to Reston to rest until the return.... ADM Jay B Tuesday January 17th, 2006 3:45:34 PM
The Talons soon find themselves back in Reston on the orders of Knara.
The group encounters no owls or other 'things' on the road back.
They enter the inn and are greeted by Bonecrusher, who seemed to doubt they would return at all. "Drinks? Dinner."
It is about 17th hour, or 5pm.
All the elves in the party are feeling much better.
Lian Tuesday January 17th, 2006 3:50:19 PM
"Well, dinner sounds great."
Ingrge Tuesday January 17th, 2006 4:59:00 PM
Hmmph, at least we should know if anything is different when we return in the morning.
Olana Wednesday January 18th, 2006 1:01:08 AM
Olana does as she's told, occasionally latching on to the odd word and repeating it back to her companions. Back at the inn - "Hmmph," she says to Ingrge.
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 18th, 2006 4:05:13 AM
Bertram thinks about how much he would like to be home. It wasnt the danger, so much as the strangeness of this desolate place.
Milo Wednesday January 18th, 2006 8:58:01 AM
Milo sits quietly in the inn, his face schooled into a mask of passive disinterest. Inside however, the halfling is a ball of furious worry. The main concern being, 'Why would the keepers of such a grove be interested in helping them out of their dilemma.'
Falin Wednesday January 18th, 2006 9:39:28 AM
Looking around the inn Falin thinks to himself I never thought I would feel at home in an inn surounded by a town of orcs and goblins. He scans the area and finds a nice place to sit and relax. His tension level has been so high since the interlude with the flying skulls.
Passage of time... seems long, don't it... (ADM Jay B) Wednesday January 18th, 2006 10:39:47 AM
Conversation. Silence. Long silences. Bonecrusher watches you from afar, afraid to ask what was seen by the tree.
Time seems to snail by; dinner, then what passes as dusk, then patrons go off to bed and soon it is the midnight. In as little as ten hours, most of your current questions may, or may not, be answered.
Bed might ease the tension a little. Or not.
Lian Wednesday January 18th, 2006 10:40:39 AM
"I am off to bed." The monk slides away to dream of home.
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 18th, 2006 12:47:54 PM
Bertram watches several of the others head to bed as he sits sharpening his axe carefully, making sure it is ready for anything they might face on the morrow. He sits a stool in the corner of the room, with a view of the door. He settles back and watches, and waits, and prays.
Falin Wednesday January 18th, 2006 1:13:03 PM
"I am off to bed too. Going to try to get up early to prepare myself for the morning jaunt." Falin stands and goes to the room.
Milo Wednesday January 18th, 2006 10:39:33 PM
Lacking any appetite, Milo sees that Olana has the opportunity to eat, and spends the evening seeing to her needs, food and rest.
K'Nara Wednesday January 18th, 2006 10:48:39 PM
"Let's take our rest as we may." K'Nara said, suddenly weary beyond belief. "Hopefully that meeting tomorrow will actually help us out with Olana." She got up and started for her room, then suddenly siezed Gunther by the front of his tunic and hauled him up against her, planting a quick, hard kiss on one corner of his mouth.
"Just so that you know for sure--" K'Nara clarified with a smile and a wink, "--YES, I do like you...a LOT...and, yes, I do hope we can take this further once we're back home."
Then the blade singer went to her room.
Alone.
Olana Wednesday January 18th, 2006 11:26:15 PM
During the night, Olana doesn't sleep much, but spends most of the time curled up tight against Milo while chewing on tendrils of her hair.
Gunther Thursday January 19th, 2006 12:19:46 AM
The warrior is caught completely off gaurd by K'nara's attack. "I...uhhh....mhhhmm..." The most comical look of confusion mixed with desire is firmly plastered on his face. "Hhhome....yeah, I'd like dat." he stammers as K'nara marches off to her room. He follows in a daze, shuffling like a zombie and parks himself outside of K'nara's door, unsure of how to behave. She'd made it clear that she wanted him...maybe she was trying to be coy...really wanting him to come in. But wait...what about what she said before? Oh gods why does this have to be so complex??!! Gunther rubs his temple, the tingling there signaling the promise of a headache. Awash in confusion, Gunther curls up in the fetal position against the seal of K'nara's door and listens under the frame as she heads off to sleep. Unfortunately, her deepening breathing does nothing but stir up his desire for the bladesinger, and eventually Gunther gives up and heads back to the treasure room where he rolls around uncomfortably trying to calm his mind.
Brother Bertram Thursday January 19th, 2006 3:57:40 AM
Bertram watches as the light fades, and his friends drift away to slumber. He sits with his axe in the corner, with the light darkened, keeping watch over his family.
Lian Thursday January 19th, 2006 11:42:56 AM
As he heads for bed, he turns at the slurping sound. Lian smiles as Gunther's desires begin to play out.
He goes to bed.
Morning (ADM Jay B) Thursday January 19th, 2006 12:16:21 PM
As the Talons head to bed, feelings are FINELY revealed.
Some sleep well. Others likely toss and turn.
It is 7th hour as the Talons wake. Breakfast is usually available in the Inn by 730.
Olana Thursday January 19th, 2006 10:37:20 PM
At the 7th hour, Olana can be found sat quietly awake next to Milo, her legs crossed in front of her, relaxed, and staring out at nothing.
Falin Friday January 20th, 2006 12:25:37 AM
"7th hour already?" Sighs Falin. "I didn't hardly sleep. My thoughts were filled with evil thoughts. I just don't like this place when I am sleeping."
He gets up and stretches and begins to gether his things and put his armor on. Getting ready for the walk again this morning.
He decides to skip breakfast this morning. Opting only for some water.
Lian Friday January 20th, 2006 11:28:38 AM
The monks elven meditation also doesn't go well. However, he finds time to reprepare spells. (Same list as last time.)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Prep... (ADM Jay B) Friday January 20th, 2006 11:38:02 AM
The Talons prepare for what is going to be an uncertain day.
The Talons wait to K'nara to give the word to head out. Soon the Talons are back on the road.
Prepare spells if you wish.
[If you wish to do something specific before heading back to the clearing, let me know.]
Ingrge Friday January 20th, 2006 5:15:42 PM
Shaking his head the older elf makes his way to the sleeping quarters to rest and meditate. and in the morning has time to review his spells for the day.
Gunther Saturday January 21st, 2006 12:09:51 AM
Continually rubbing his bloodshot eyes, Gunther lopes along happily beside K'nara...the taste of her lips still on his. His mind is far, far away from this place as his feet carry him forward...forward into her arms...his nose nuzzling her neck...his hands gently rubbing her shoulders....
Brother Bertram Saturday January 21st, 2006 1:58:29 PM
As the others begin stirring, Bertram pushes himself off the stool, his bones creaking in protest from sitting for so long. He had dozed but briefly, feeling a strong need to keep watch over his companions. He readies himself for the coming confrontation.
Milo Sunday January 22nd, 2006 8:03:49 PM
Leaving Olana in Falin's care once again, Milo takes point, leading the party back to the clearing. He remains about forty feet in front of his friends, with eyes and ears alert for danger.
Falin d20=15 Monday January 23rd, 2006 1:27:48 AM
As Milo leaves Olana in his care he tells him, "Milo thank you for trusting me with her. I will not let anything happen to her."
He takes 10 foot length of rope from his bag and ties one end to his belt and the other to Olanna's belt (15 to tie the rope). He looks at Olana and says, "You need to follow me close again today. I am tying this here so that nothing happens to you or if it does I will know about it." The elf shakes his head for a second. "Hopefully we will be able to find a way to return you to the way you used to be."
After everything is tied off tightly he follows the rest and keeps one eye on Olanna and the other on the path in front of him.
Fate of a friend... (ADM Jay B) Monday January 23rd, 2006 10:28:34 AM
The Talons head out, seemingly forgetting breakfast and getting under way. It is almost the 8th hour by the time you set out.
The going is slow this morning. The heavy mist last night soaked the ground and the muck is thick. Tracking is easy however. Milo has no problem figuring out that nothing has traveled this road this morning.
The forest is still silent. There is no prescence of the owl today.
You finally arrive back in the same clearing, which is unchanged and void of anything besides your group. It is about 930.
The wind rustles the crystaline leaves above you. Severel fall with a whisper.
You wait and wait. It is a very long 30 minutes. But then, suddenly, almost to the minute, a sound is heard in the distance on the path.
Listen and Spot checks please. Remember, lighting isn't great. Consider it to be a moonlit morning.
Lian (AC 42, hps 55) d20+19=37 d20+9=19 d20+4=18 Monday January 23rd, 2006 10:36:09 AM
(Listen 37, Spot 19, Search 18, low-light vision)
Having just finished a search to see if anything is diffent from the previous evening, the monk's ears perk up and he turns to the sound. He peers back down the path.
He gets into a defensive stance. (Full Defense)
Brother Bertram Monday January 23rd, 2006 12:55:01 PM
Bertram grips the hilt of his sword with one hand, the other fingers the knot holding his axe in place. One quick pull and it would be in his hand. He tries his sight against the morning to see what he can, not just down the path, but behind them and to the sides as well.
Falin d20+2=19 d20+2=7 Monday January 23rd, 2006 2:09:15 PM OOC: Listen 19 and Spot 7
Falin hears something and backs off the path a bit, taking Olana with him.
"Stay right next to me Olana." Flain whispers to Olana. "Please stay right next to me. You will stay safe."
Falin's hand strays to the rope he used to tie Olana to himself making sure it is still attached. Looking over at Olana he makes sure it is still attached to her belt. Can't have her wandering off.
He pulls his bow off his shoulder and waits.
Milo d20+15=30 d20+17=32 Monday January 23rd, 2006 8:19:06 PM
Milo's ears perk up as his senses detect motion on the path up ahead. (OOC: Spot DC 30, Listen DC 32. I'll let you adjust as necessary for conditions.)
Gunther d20+5=11 d20+1=12 Monday January 23rd, 2006 9:59:56 PM
Gunther scans the area (Spot=11, Listen=12), wondering what all the concern is about, considering he doesn't see a blooming thing. Still, he holds his new axe anxiously, casting a wary look over at K'nara.
Olana Monday January 23rd, 2006 10:55:01 PM
Olana watches Falin tie the rope with a slight interest, but nothing more. On the journey back to the tree, Falin may occasionally feel the rope pull taut with a jolt as Olana is distracted by falling leaves, which she tries to catch in outstretched fingers.
She also interprets 'stay right next to me' quite literally, standing shoulder to shoulder with her fellow elf, as though she is stuck to him with glue.
A rider in the dark... (ADM Jay B) Tuesday January 24th, 2006 9:07:17 AM
Several take up defensive postures.
Falin hears something, but he's looking in the opposite direction. He does his best to keep from stepping on Olana.
Lian's search turns up nothing of value, other than the fact the sight hasn't changed since they were here last night.
Bertram, as always, expects the worst.
Ingrge's eyes pierce the night as he waits in the shadows.
Gunther is looking in the right direction, but hears only a faint sound.
Lian and Milo can both make out the distinct sound of one heavy horse moving rather fast down the path toward.
The sound is penetrating. You can feel it in your stomach.
Milo can just make out the shape of a massive horse and its average sized rider through the haze.
You have several seconds (a round) before the rider is on you. What is your course of action?
Lian (AC 34, hps 55)[Large] Tuesday January 24th, 2006 9:18:42 AM
The monk lets down his guard, briefly to cast a spell. He uses his tattoo to enlarge. Whatever this thing is, it sounds big.
---------------------------------------------- Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Create Water*, Detect Magic**, Guidance* First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil*, Remove Fear*, Bless Water*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Enlarge Person Tattoo used once Bull's Strength Tattoo unused
Ingrge Tuesday January 24th, 2006 5:32:42 PM
Stepping off the path, Ingrge readies his staff and looks for two opposing trees upon which he could attach a quick web spell across the path. If appropriate anchor trees are available on either side of the path Ingrge will cast his web, hoping to ensnare whomeever is hurrying this way.
Gunther Tuesday January 24th, 2006 11:31:22 PM
Watching the actions of his companions, Gunther knows something's coming. Nudging K'nara, he raises his axe and waits for whatever it is out there to make its presence known.
Milo d20+24=39 Wednesday January 25th, 2006 1:01:08 AM
Seeing that everyone is taking up a defensive posture, Milo silently draws his sword and disappears into the surrounding foliage, becoming one with the landscape while keeping an eye on the rider. (OOC: Hide DC 39)
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 25th, 2006 4:08:46 AM
Bertram stands in plain view watching and waiting to see what appears.
Falin Wednesday January 25th, 2006 9:59:10 AM
Hearing, but not seeing anything Falin places himself between the sound and Olana. Knocking an arrow and waiting.
IN COMING!!!! (ADM Jay B) Wednesday January 25th, 2006 1:37:14 PM
Ingrge's web goes off without a hitch. A very beautiful web stretching from tree to tree.
The thundering continues and then stops briefly. Without warning, a massive dark hoarse and its rider soar (yes, 20+ feet) OVER the web and come to an earth shaking Thud!.
The horse is at least eight feet tall, with a long mane and trunk-like legs. It wears thick leather barding.
The average sized rider slides gracefully from the horse, landing lightly on their booted feet, with their cloaked back facing you, face buried deeply within the hood. It turns smoothly toward Ingrge. "That wasn't very nice." Says a polite female voice.
The hood is thrown off and the hood reveals a fair face human female. She wears black leather armor emblazoned with an 'A'.
"Forgive the tardiness." She bows slightly. "I am Amalee, Fidelia's Enforcer, the local Sheriff in Harrowed Moon. It is my business to know the strangers who enter it." Seems this was meant as a question. She awaits an answer, eyeing each Talon avidly.
Facing K'nara, she says still smiling, "Perhaps your halfling would be polite enough to come out of the shadows. I might take his intent as... criminal."
Brother Bertram Wednesday January 25th, 2006 2:00:02 PM
Bertram eyes her up and down taking her measure, "Brother Bertram Trothgard, Cleric of Domi"
K'Nara Wednesday January 25th, 2006 2:07:20 PM
Snapping out of her momentary daze, K'Nara lifted a hand and gestured with it, beckoning Milo out from his customary position of caution without taking her hazel eyes from the woman in front of her.
"Forgive us if we seem...jumpy." the leader of the Talons said coolly. "We are newly arrived to Harrowed Moon...and we already met some of the...less friendly natives of the place." The tall redhead put out her right hand.
"I am K'Nara Illutu, and these are my friends," she told Amalee, nodding around at the others, "Brother Bertram...Ingrge...Lian...Falin...Gunther...Milo...and Olana, the one whom your note said you could tell us how to help."
Ingrge Wednesday January 25th, 2006 9:24:45 PM
Ingrge Nightseer here and it wasn't meant to be nice. I would rather appologize afterward than have to worry about burying people. Just be glad I didn't go for showy, I was thinking about turning all this glass in to flying shards.
Falin Wednesday January 25th, 2006 11:13:07 PM
Not liking the look of this woman Falin continues to keep himself between Olana and the new arrival. He will continue to keep his arrow knocked and keep an eye on their new arrival.
Olana Thursday January 26th, 2006 12:42:44 AM
Olana stands directly behind Falin. The sounds and scents of the new arrival seem to be enough to cope with right now, and so she raises her head and sniffs the air. If she has seen the woman on horseback, she gives no sign of acknowledgement.
ADM Jay B Thursday January 26th, 2006 8:24:55 AM
Waiting for Milo and Gunther to post...
Milo Thursday January 26th, 2006 10:42:06 AM
Milo practically growls from the shadow, "I assure you, that my intentions are in the interest of the safety and health of myself and my friends only... sheriff. How you 'take it' however, is entirely up to you." Milo remains fixed firmly in the shadows.
Gunther d20+5=22 d20+1=7 Thursday January 26th, 2006 3:03:13 PM
The warrior nods curtly at the introduction. He really doesn't like this arrangement, even though this person was supposed to be the local sheriff. He casts his eyes around, looking for any signs of trouble. (Spot=22, Listen=7)
The sheriff... (ADM Jay B) Friday January 27th, 2006 1:48:55 PM
The horse stomps and snorts.
She ignores Milo. "This one can't take a joke I see. You are indeed strangers here."
She approaches K'nara and guides her slowly from the group, eying Falin and then Lian. She speaks in an undertone so only K'Nara can hear. "I see we are kindred spirits. I also guide those who require it. My deputies." She says. "Can I speak canny... Miss Illutu was it?"
"Fact is we both know why we meet here. You seek answers and results. I know the she-elf is ill. That is unfortunate."
Amalee pauses. "The only person in Harrowed Moon who can help your friend is Fidelia, whose birthday happens to be tomorrow. I'm trying to do something very special for My Ladie's birthday."
She pauses again, then looks at the group with an appraising eye. "Perhaps you can help? My Lady is fond of hunting, but tires of boar, hippogriff and stag. She'd like to hunt something more... intelligent. People.
I'm extending an invitation to you and your friends.
Will you do us the Honor of being the ceremonial prey at the Grand Hunt? It is a rare and old observance not seen in these parts for years."
She waits for the Talons to answer, smiling, eyes wide with anxiety and anticipation.
Lian Friday January 27th, 2006 1:55:42 PM
The monk's jaw slackens, his eyebrow raises and his arms go limp. "Prey?" He looks at K'nara. "This place is crazier than we thought. She can't be serious!"
Ingrge Friday January 27th, 2006 5:05:58 PM
Ingrge listens and then steps forwad.
"Ummm, Miss Amilee, I am sure we would like and probably need the assistance of this Fielia but,... well,... um,... there is ceremonial and then there's ceremonial, if you know what I mean. I think we might require a bit more elaboration on your part."
Milo Friday January 27th, 2006 9:24:23 PM
Not liking the sudden turn of conversation, Milo remains where he is, waiting to see what will be said next. The idea of being someone's prey, ceremonial or otherwise, doesn't appeal to his halfling sensibilities one bit.
Falin Saturday January 28th, 2006 12:04:18 AM Things have now gone from bad to worse Falin thinks to himself. Not wanting to place his foot in his mouth he keeps his mouth shut, but he does tighten his grip on his bow.
Brother Bertram Saturday January 28th, 2006 6:44:11 PM
Bertram grips the hilt of his new sword in anger and disgust at the brazen disregard for life. He bits his tongue and waits for the others to speak. He is other hand rubs his symbol of Domi's blessings absent-mindedly.
Gunther Sunday January 29th, 2006 12:06:36 AM
The warrior stares at Amalee as though a rather large wart has just sprouted suddenly on her nose. "By de gods!! And I thought dat de Elves ver out of dere minds! Voman, you've been sniffing too many mushrooms!" Gunther growls at the human and scoots away from her, clearly repulsed.
Olana Sunday January 29th, 2006 8:16:20 PM
Having had her fill of sniffing the air - "Grrrr..." growls the elf softly, and makes clawing motions with her hands.
Smoothing things over... (ADM Jay B) Monday January 30th, 2006 4:18:47 AM "No, no, you really don't understand. Its like a child's hide and seek game. Nothing more. My Lady wouldn't actually 'hunt' you. Your guests in this place." She seems shocked at the response.
Lian Monday January 30th, 2006 4:25:27 AM
"I'm glad thats all taken care of then. K'Nara, we should find another way to help Olana!" States the perturbed elf.
"Absences of Powers, flying skulls, brain-draining voids, ogres and goblins running Inns and town, crystal forests and now ceremonial hide and seek games." He rolls his eyes. "Yup! It all seems perfectly normal to me. Yes sir, normal as green trees and a sun in the sky."
Brother Bertram Monday January 30th, 2006 12:32:13 PM
Bertram snorts. "We have been hunted, and housed only at the mercy of the villagers. I am not feeling very 'guest-like' right now."
K'Nara Monday January 30th, 2006 10:06:19 PM
For a moment, the tall blade singer regarded the sheriff with frosty hazel eyes. Then she spoke:
"I do believe my colleagues have spoken, then, Enforcer...thank you kindly for the invitation, but I don't believe we'll be playing those games. We shall have to give the Lady Fidelia birthday wishes in our own manner, then."
Olana Monday January 30th, 2006 10:47:44 PM
Olana stops clawing, but still continues to growl, obviously unsettled, her instincts picking up the mood.
Falin Monday January 30th, 2006 11:08:46 PM
Falin begins to think this situation could go bad quickly. Depending on how their answer is taken by the enforcer. He looks over his shoulder and makes sure that Olana is still behind her and tethered and then looks towards the enforcer again.
Gunther Monday January 30th, 2006 11:34:31 PM
Gunther nods at K'nara's words. He'd had enough of being hunted and wasn't keen on even playing a game of it. But then his eyes light on Olana, and he wonders if they're making the right decision.
Milo Monday January 30th, 2006 11:47:18 PM
Milo relaxes somewhat, now that the 'hunt' is clarified, though he stills remains alert. "Maybe if we could simply meet with the lady, things'll work themselves out." Slipping out of the shadows, Milo appears hopeful.
Brother Bertram Tuesday January 31st, 2006 1:28:07 PM
Bertram turns to Milo, "Its not that simple. If it was all fun and games they could find anyone to do it." Turning back to the sheriff, Bertram says pointedly, "Matter of fact, a 'sheriff' would surely be worthy prey for the Lady. If she wants to hunt someone, why dont you climb off that horse and play the fox?"
The invite only extends so far... (ADM Jay B) Tuesday January 31st, 2006 2:30:40 PM
Amalee passes a sideways glance and Lian, but doesn't respond.
Looking at Bertram with distaste. "Well Sir dwarf, Lady Fidelia doesn't hunt me because she knows where her employee's are all the time. It wouldn't make for a fun hunt if you know where the your prey is, would it?"
"My Lady would happily meet you, as soon it is agreed that your willing to be our Honored guest at the Grand Hunt."
Addressing K'nara. "Well, the party is exclusive. This is the only way you'll see her in the near future. She is a very busy woman. She only celebrates her birthday once a year. You would be Honored guests."
Lian Tuesday January 31st, 2006 2:32:01 PM
Lian looks at Milo, then at Olana, then sighs.
"We should help Olana as soon as possible."
Ingrge Tuesday January 31st, 2006 5:41:39 PM
Looking square into Amilee's eyes, Ingrge once again speaks, and there is a coldness in his words that few of the Talons have ever heard before.
" Mistress Amilee, If we participate in this hunt, know that if any of my companions are injured or killed, I will personally feed you and your mistress, piece by piece, to my friends' cat. In fact I will make it my life's mission, if necessary to do so."
Milo Tuesday January 31st, 2006 8:17:21 PM
Bounding out of the underbrush and shadow, "We'll attend... we're in... whatever it takes." Milo looks worried that anyone will say otherwise.
Brother Bertram Tuesday January 31st, 2006 9:00:29 PM
Bertram looks over at Milo and back to Olana then bites his tongue and says nothing. He glances over at Gunther, catching the big warriors eye, grimacing, then shrugging.
Gunther Tuesday January 31st, 2006 11:56:33 PM
His growl increases in volume. She had them over a barrel and the witch knew it! Gunther shakes his head at Ingrge's comment and leans in to whisper to K'nara. "I vouldn't feed her dis filth...dey vould probably just make my kitty sick!" Still, as he looks over at Milo and Olana, Gunther grudgingly gives his silent consent.
Falin Wednesday February 1st, 2006 12:04:34 AM
Looking over at Olana and then back at the sheriff Falin gets a bad taste in his mouth. If Amalee could read minds she would probable hear explenatives the likes of which had never touched her ears.
Olana Wednesday February 1st, 2006 1:10:32 AM
Olana's empty eyes stare back at those who look her way. "Party," she says.
Shhh, we're hunting wabbits... (ADM Jay B) Wednesday February 1st, 2006 1:17:00 PM "Wonderful! Its agreed then! Be at the edge of the Crystal Forest tomorrow at sunset. I assure you that the Hunt is done for the thrill of the chase, nothing more. No humans are ever been killed during the hunt its for the excitement of trying to match wits with other sentient beings. At the conclusion of the hunt, provided that Fidelia was sufficiently challenged by the event, Fidelia will likely help about the elf maiden or, at least, tell the party where they can go to seek help."
She turns, and with one swift single motion, mounts her horse. "This will be a truly exciting and enlightening event. See you at sunset tomorrow. Good eve." The sheriff puts up her hood and, like lightning, is gone in the opposite direction from where she came. The thunderous hooves can be heard fading in the distance. The Talons are again in the silence of the clearing under the Mushroom Tree.
Lian Wednesday February 1st, 2006 1:21:16 PM
"Well, seems we're expected tomorrow for the party." He looks almost put out by her assumptions.
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 1st, 2006 2:32:49 PM
"We went from The lady Will help, to now if she is entertained enough she MIGHT help..."
Milo Wednesday February 1st, 2006 9:06:48 PM
Milo sighs, "Looks like another night in ogre-ville for us." The halfling looks less than pleased by the outcome of the meeting.
Ingrge Wednesday February 1st, 2006 10:28:24 PM
As she departs, Ingrge groans. Well that's all fine and good for you K'nara, but the rest of us aren't "human."
Olana d20+3=20 Thursday February 2nd, 2006 12:11:25 AM
As soon as the female on horseback has gone, Olana starts pulling at the rope - hard. Fear is painted plainly on her face.
Strength check 20
K'Nara Thursday February 2nd, 2006 12:24:41 AM
The blade singer scowled. She, too, had noticed the phrasing of the sheriff's words...especially the proviso about the Lady being "sufficiently challenged". She didn't like it at all.
"Let's get Olana back before she hurts herself." K'Nara said as she registered the elf maid's agitation. "We have to see if we can find out more about this...hunt of theirs."
Gunther Thursday February 2nd, 2006 12:36:07 AM
His growl slowly subsiding, Gunther hunkers down for the long walk back to the Inn. The prospect of being around the ogres softens the blow a little bit...in a way, it's kind of like being back home again...only cleaner. Gunther casts a nervous look over at K'nara. Hmmmm...another free night...wonder if I should offer... Maybe I should just kiss her tonight and see what happens... Gunther's hand reaches over, subtly reaching toward K'nara's, but at the last minute he chickens out and plant it firmly on his thigh. Sighing deeply, he wonders why in the Wold this all has to be soooo complex.
Yet again into the ogre's care... (ADM Jay B) Thursday February 2nd, 2006 12:04:44 PM
The Talons return to the Inn. Bonecrusher is again there serving guests and stops as she sees you. "Meeting go well?" Says the innkeeper in hushed tones.
Lian Thursday February 2nd, 2006 12:07:45 PM
He returns in silence, pondering the cryptic terms the Sheriff used.
Falin Thursday February 2nd, 2006 1:19:33 PM
Falin, caught off guard, falls backwards as Olana pulls on the rope. Getting up he looks at Olana. "Olana what is wrong? You don't have to be scared anymore she is gone."
He grabs her hand reasuringly. "We will win this little competition and get you better in no time." He leads Olana back to the town with everyone else.
Milo Thursday February 2nd, 2006 8:31:15 PM
Casting about sullenly, "Peachy. Bonecrusher, you have to be the best host this side of home... and that is saying something. Its too bad that not everyone is as accomodating." Falling silent halfing does his best to chipper up.
K'Nara Thursday February 2nd, 2006 11:04:28 PM
The blade singer cast a rueful smile at the concerned troll.
"We were...thoroughly enlightened." she told him, then gave a wry chuckle. "Well--we found out why the people around here seem to harbor those mixed feelings about Lady Fidelia's help." K'Nara sighed and shrugged. "We may be needing to ask around about the area--you know, the terrain and how it can be used in...a great game of hide 'n' seek."
Olana Friday February 3rd, 2006 12:42:46 AM
On the move, Olana settles and has no further problems with the rope or being taken anywhere. At the Inn, she just sits where she's told to, and stares into space.
Brother Bertram Friday February 3rd, 2006 1:53:05 AM
Bertram speaks up suddenly, "Bonecrusher, tell us of the Great Hunt."
The Grand Hunt... Bonecrusher style... (ADM Jay B) Friday February 3rd, 2006 7:15:18 AM
Bonecrusher's face goes slack at the term 'Great Hunt'. "GRAND Hunt master dwarf. The Grand Hunt is the most celebrated sport in the area. It is, usually, the only time of the year the Lady Fidelia is seen outside her castle.
There's nothing to the Hunt. You hunt the animals and they die. Its said the slain animals are often served at Fidelia's birthday dinner."
Bonecrusher looks at the Talons with suddenly anxious eyes. "Were you... invited to join the Hunt? Oh, wow, that is truly an Honor! Meeting the Lady is rare."
"Can we get the halfling a peachy?" Shouts the keeper. Soon Milo has a peach cobbler sitting in front of him. Apparently this is what is considered a 'peachy' in the realm. :)
Lian Friday February 3rd, 2006 7:18:43 AM
"Bonecrusher, is it often that Honored guests are considered the prey?" Asks the monk.
Brother Bertram Friday February 3rd, 2006 7:50:17 AM
"And have you ever seen anyone that walked away from the 'Grand' Hunt?"
Falin Friday February 3rd, 2006 7:52:07 AM
"We have been asked ot be the prey in order to provide 'sport' for the lady." He says lady with GREAT disdain.
"I can not believe that we will have to become the hunted in order to save our friend. Don't get me wrong, I would do anything to get Olana back..." Falin seems to be searching for words as his head begins to turn a shade of red, "I just can't believe how it went from the lady CAN help you to if you can provide enough sport for the lady she may help you."
Falin begins to pace. "It just frustrates me that we can't help Olana. I am so irritated that I feel completely helpless in this situation. I want to help fix it and we just have to keep waiting."
He stops and looks at the group, "And I don't believe for a second that we are just there for 'sport'. I don't trust that enforcer any farther than I can throw her. The only people here besides us that I have felt like I could trust are our hosts." He says this with what looks like the rest of his emotional tirade and sweeps his hand over to their hosts as he finished his statement.
With this he goes over and sits in front of the fire to settle down a bit, head in hands.
Gunther Friday February 3rd, 2006 11:00:41 AM
Listening to Bonecrusher's description of the hunt, Gunther begins to swear loudly in orcish. "I knew that lying vitch vasn't telling de truth! Dere is no vay...no vay I'm going to be hunted again!" There is a wild feral look in Gunther's eyes as he begins to pace the floor, ringing his hands. He looks ready to bolt out the door at any second.
Ingrge Friday February 3rd, 2006 4:40:21 PM
Slowly shaking his head as the Bonecrusher starts speaking of the Hunt, Ingrge sits down and calls for a tankard of Darl dwarven ale or something as close to that as can be found here. As it arrives he tosses it back in one draft and asks for a secon before the server is gone from the table. Turning toward bone crusher he asks.
"So how long is this "Hunt?" Exactly who partakes in this Hunt? How many hunters are there normally? Are there any rules to this hunt? Is anything forbidden? How do they normally find, search for, or flush their intended prey? Where does this hunt take place? Are there boundaries, or safe zones within the hunting area?"
Milo Friday February 3rd, 2006 5:45:09 PM
Despite the seriousness of their situation, Milo cannot help but smile at the appearance of the peach cobbler. Grabbing a spoon, the halfling helps himself, offering some of the tasty treat up to Olana as well.
K'Nara Friday February 3rd, 2006 11:27:12 PM
K'Nara's hazel eyes narrowed as she listened to Bonecrusher's description of the Grand Hunt, and to the others' comments and questions. She, too, didn't like being put in a position of having no choice...but, perhaps, if the Talons gathered enough information, then there might be an unexpected surprise for those who would be the Hunters...
ADM Jay B Sunday February 5th, 2006 6:56:18 PM
OOC: It's been fun running you folks through this scene of the module. Sorry it drug on for so long.
I hope to do it again sometime soon. Thanks for the great role playing.
Lian Sunday February 5th, 2006 7:04:49 PM
The monk frowns at Ingrge's questions. "There are likely no rules for the lady, but PLENTY for us to follow strictly, I'm sure. Something tells me the Lady is not a mere nobel out for sport."
"And that Sheriff, seemed.... odd. First saying she wanted to know why we're here and threatening Milo like he was a crook. Then she invites us to the party?! How wierd was that?"
He then notices the cobbler infront of the halfling. "Can I get one of those Bonecrusher? Looks awfully tasty." Once he receives the peachy, he drowns his doubts in peachy goodness, likely the only good thing to come out of this day.
Olana Sunday February 5th, 2006 11:50:37 PM
Olana's face lights up as Milo offers up a spoonful of peach cobbler. Her nostrils flare, taking in the scent of it, and the taste of it ends in a giggle of delight. She opens her mouth for more.
Lian Monday February 6th, 2006 10:10:20 PM
The monk just shakes his head, not believing this whole journey is happening.
Brother Bertram Monday February 6th, 2006 11:11:15 PM
"The only rule and acceptable result for the lady is our head on a platter at the end of the stalk no doubt."
Answers to Questions - DM Donna Tuesday February 7th, 2006 12:31:00 AM
Bonecrusher leaves the area for a few moments, then returns with a rather beat-up-looking tun of battered oak. From it he pours a dark liquid that smells a bit musty and yet...there's something rather tantalizing about the scent. He presents the tankard to Ingrge.
"I haven't been able to import ale here...not yet." he tells the weapons mage. "But I and my cousin Gut are working on it. Meanwhile...try the shroomsauce. I think you'll like it." The troll scratches his knobby chin in thought before addressing the queries about the Grand Hunt.
"None of us villagers have been privileged to witness the Hunt firsthand." he admits. "But Amalee's deputies have been heard to be boasting about how they get to participate...they mostly brag about who drew first blood, or maybe how good the eating was." The erstwhile innkeeper shrugs.
"If there was anybody who knew anything about the Grand Hunt besides the rumors, I'd say maybe it was Skinner...he's the butcher here in Reston. He gets the leftovers from the Hunt and divvies 'em up amongst the people here. We get to have meat pie and roast for a week solid after M'Lady's birthday."
Gunther Tuesday February 7th, 2006 12:36:34 AM
Gutmasher's talk of meat from the hunt pushes the already touchy warrior over the edge. He quickly bolts out the door and heads toward the street. "I von't be hunted...not again...not every again!" he mumbles fanatically.
Lian Tuesday February 7th, 2006 3:35:47 AM
The monk listens to the innkeeper.
Falin Tuesday February 7th, 2006 10:09:37 AM
Running out after Gunther the small framed elf looks almost comical chasing after the large warrior.
"Gunther, breathe easy my friend. We must be strong. I am sorry we have never gotten to talk much and I can not begin to understand your worry. " He places a hand on the warriors shoulder. "Let me share my story of being hunted with you. I was once lost in a dangerous and magical land. I had teleported there by accident or by some more powerful beings purpose, but I will never know. For over a year I spent every night sleeping with one eye open and living in fear of what might come out at night to take my life. I was lucky enough to somehow find a gate out and teleported right back to the same group I had teleported from. I am glad to be back, but that time spent in fear will never be forgotten. What can help is trying to draw strength from it. You must be strong for everyone. If they see you standing unyeilding to the danger it will give them strength as well."
He waits for a reaction from Gunther.
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 7th, 2006 1:32:57 PM
Bertram raises an eyebrow, looking at the others. "Meat pie you say? And you have never laid an eye on a person that was 'honored' after a hunt have you?"
Lian Tuesday February 7th, 2006 5:25:30 PM
"Winners get eaten." He says plainly. "Nothing around here suprises me anymore."
"We should find when this Fidelia person came to be the ruler of this place and where she may have came from."
Ingrge Tuesday February 7th, 2006 8:59:17 PM
So Bonecursher, This skinner wouldn't happen to drinking in this establishment tonight would he?
Milo Tuesday February 7th, 2006 9:05:33 PM
Keeping a concerned ear open to the conversation taking place around him, Milo continues to eat cobbler, and feed Olana at the same time, alternating between himself and his love. Then when the urge grabs him, "I'm not concerned for myself being hunted. But I don't think I'll be eating any meat pie." Milo blanches.
Olana Wednesday February 8th, 2006 12:26:04 AM
Olana pauses for a moment as Gunther moves quickly outside, followed by Falin. But then her attention switches back to Milo feeding her more peaches. Peaches must be good, because she has a big smile on her face.
Lian Wednesday February 8th, 2006 1:10:52 AM
"Bonecrusher, have you ever seen this Lady Fidelia? If so, what does she look like?"
Gunther Wednesday February 8th, 2006 1:20:46 AM
Gunther seems to calm after Falin's kind words. "Yeah...be strong...I need to be strong for her. Need to support her...let her know I trust her..yeah." He heads back into the Inn with Falin, looking quite a bit calmer.
TOO Much Information??? - DM Donna Wednesday February 8th, 2006 9:57:13 AM
Bonecrusher looks genuinely shocked at Brother Bertram's implication that the "meat" distributed after a Hunt actually belonged to people.
"No humans are ever killed in the Grand Hunt," the troll insists, "M'Lady Fidelia expressly forbids it! Only beasts that are discovered during the event...the Lady has assured us so!" He finishes pouring shroomsauce for K'Nara and then hastily removes himself from the immediate vicinity of Bertram, throwing distressed glances the dwarf's way (as well as Lian's). However, he does address himself to Ingrge's questions:
"Skinner doesn't visit here very much. He's rather clannish--if he isn't at his house, then he's hovering around Merria's place." Since the name doesn't ring bells for the Talons, Bonecrusher clarifies: "Merria is Jekl's mother...the young one your large friend gave that shiny bauble to."
K'Nara--who had sampled the shroomsauce and found it to be actually good--gets up when the troll's words remind her that Gunther and Falin are no longer with the group, going to the door and sighing with relief when she spots them walking back to the hospitality house.
"I hope I can get the chance to ask you about your past, Gunther," she tells him as the pair return, "Gods know there's a few things in mine that I think you ought to know about..."
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 8th, 2006 2:18:12 PM
Bertram listens and responds mildly, "But again Friend, Have you ever seen any of the people selected to be the quarry AFTER the hunt?"
Milo Wednesday February 8th, 2006 11:27:41 PM
Milo seems reassured by Bonecrusher's words, and even orders another bowl of peach cobbler to share with Olana.
Gunther Thursday February 9th, 2006 12:35:45 AM
Gunther smiles at K'nara, trying to put a good face on things. "Yeah, dat vould be nice..." Gods know there's a few things in mine that I think you ought to know about..." K'nara's words slowly wash over him, and his face contorts as he tries to process her words. Shrugging, he decides to take the matter up with her once they get out of this place. "So I guess ve go and find dis person, den?"
Falin Thursday February 9th, 2006 9:05:04 AM
"I guess if it means finding a way to bring Olana back we go and meet this new danger. Although, I don't know if we meet it head on. We should expect the worst and hope for the best."
With those words he moves over to an empty table and lays out his equipment. Going through each item to make sure it is in good working order and tending to anything needing attention.
Lian Thursday February 9th, 2006 12:02:30 PM
"Sounds like another goose chase."
Olana Thursday February 9th, 2006 2:03:06 PM
Olana's eyes continue to move, latching on to whoever spoke last as the others talk of the current predicament. "Peaches," she says to Milo, right after Lian utters the phrase 'goose chase'. "Peaches."
Looking for Answers in Other Places - DM Donna Friday February 10th, 2006 12:25:40 AM
"Sounds like this Skinner fellow is the one we need to sound out about information about the Hunt." K'Nara says firmly, though she throws a compassionate glance at Olana.
"Russel and Pamona know the Crystal Forest well." Bonecrusher pipes up as he reappears with more "peachy" stuff. "You'd do well to ask them their advice. They live in the Knobby Cottage--they are mushroom harvesters."
Lian Friday February 10th, 2006 11:00:24 AM
"Lets speak with all these people soon."
Falin Friday February 10th, 2006 4:38:19 PM
"I have always like mushrooms." Says Falin through a smile. He wraps all of his gear back up and puts it away.
"I am ready when everyone else is."
Milo Friday February 10th, 2006 8:53:51 PM
Milo relaxes, trading off bites of peach cobbler with Olana, and listening intently to the conversation around him.
Ingrge Friday February 10th, 2006 9:13:07 PM
By all means lets go see this mushroomman.
Gunther Friday February 10th, 2006 11:07:06 PM
The warrior looks over at Bonecrusher. "Please tell us vere dese people are. Ve need to see dem right avay."
A Man Asking for Directions!!! - DM Donna Saturday February 11th, 2006 12:22:34 AM
Bonecrusher gives the Talons directions to both the butcher's and to the couple who harvest the mushrooms.
Now it's a matter of picking which place to visit first.
Brother Bertram Sunday February 12th, 2006 3:51:58 PM
Bertram decides he is not going to get an answer and waits for the others to decide what to do.
DM Donna Sunday February 12th, 2006 10:12:16 PM OOC: my apologies to Brother Bertram--I forgot to add this part to the post:
"We only hear of who attends the Grand Hunt, sir cleric," Bonecrusher tells the dwarf, "I don't ever recall any placer who came to Reston ever being honored with an invitation before."
Olana Sunday February 12th, 2006 10:15:23 PM
Olana seems quite happy to sit there being fed peach cobbler, until someone asks her to do something else.
Lian Monday February 13th, 2006 11:17:48 AM
"Suspicious. I think Placers aren't liked much by the nobility here. Maybe the folks here are frightful to stand up to a tyrant, this Fidelia woman."
Lian looks thoughtful for a minute, then speaks again. "Personally, I think those placers who have come here, and went missing, may have asked too many questions or gotten their noses into things."
Falin Monday February 13th, 2006 2:48:57 PM
"Where to everyone?" I just want to do something.
Falin gets the rest of his things together.
Brother Bertram Monday February 13th, 2006 7:23:27 PM
Bertram scratches at his beard, lost in thought after hearing this. Snapping back to the present, he thanks thier host and moves with the others to get ready.
Milo Monday February 13th, 2006 9:16:39 PM
Milo is content to sit and eat and feed his love peach cobbler until someone else comes up with a better idea.
The Way to Go - DM Donna Tuesday February 14th, 2006 12:42:58 AM
K'Nara considers the options and then nods.
"Since this Skinner guy seems to be located closer to where we are now, we'd best head there first." she says decisively. "Then we can visit the mushroom farmers."
The group finds themselves ambling across the hamlet towards a medium-sized cottage. The front of the cottage actually has larger-than-normal windows...one could say that the windows were more like shop-style openings with wide window sills that acted a lot like mini-counters. At one of the windows, inside the cottage, is a rather burly goblin who looks a lot like he swallowed a crate of lemons.
"Excuse me, Master Butcher..." K'Nara begins to say, only to be cut off with a bit of a snarl:
"Make it fast, human," Skinner snaps churlishly, "I don't cotton to placers--come in an' mess up the natural order of things, I tell ya..!"
Lian Tuesday February 14th, 2006 3:46:17 AM
"Well, Sir Butcher, it is not our intention to mess up the natural order of things. In fact, if you can help us, we'll be out of this realm as soon as possible." Says the elf, pleasantly.
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 14th, 2006 4:22:34 AM
Bertram waits seeing what K'nara might find out from the butcher. In his mind he is still thinking about what happens to the prey after a hunt.. He decides he doesnt care much for the butcher.
Olana Tuesday February 14th, 2006 2:21:59 PM
"Mushroom farmers," says Olana on their way out, and breaks into a fit of shoulder-shaking giggles. These soon stop on meeting Skinnner, and she attempts to hide behind Gunther.
Falin d20+2=16 d20+2=5 Tuesday February 14th, 2006 2:37:53 PM
"I don't like this place, "he whispers to anyone near him, "It smells of death and a sourness of the soul."
He keeps his eyes and ears open.
Listen 16 Spot 5
Milo Tuesday February 14th, 2006 7:41:26 PM
Reminding himself that this is not his home, Milo bites his tongue, and lets those with more skill in diplomacy talk with the surly goblin butcher. Milo remains close to Olana.
Gunther Tuesday February 14th, 2006 10:32:56 PM
The warrior is taken aback by the butcher's tone to K'nara and decides on some "orc diplomacy". Dropping low, Gunther pounces (removing Olana's hiding place) toward the butcher in the window and grabs him by the shoulders in one quick move. "Ich interessiere mich nicht, wenn Sie uns mögen oder nicht, aber Sie werden uns erklären, daß was wir benötigen und Sie werden es jetzt tun!" he growls at the butcher in orcish. And then, just to be sure, he states in Common "You vill tell us vhat ve vant to know, and you vill tell us now!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday February 15th, 2006 4:10:31 AM
Bertram grins and waits for more attitude from the butcher. He keeps an eye out for any passerbys that might interrrupt Gunther from having his little 'chat'.
Lian d20+19=32 d20+9=28 d20+7=14 d20+10=26 Wednesday February 15th, 2006 12:48:04 PM
The monk decides to sink back and disappear when the conversation gets loud.
(Listen 32, Spot 28, Hide 14, Sense Motive 26)
Just a Neighborly Chat - DM Donna Wednesday February 15th, 2006 4:16:43 PM
K'Nara is completely unprepared for Gunther's reaction to the taciturn butcher--but the goblinoid now pinned by the large fighter's double grip seems only to be grudgingly impressed.
"You're the bigger one--the stronger one--so I have to answer," Skinner acknowledges, but then he adds with a bit of a sneer:
"...but you have to actually ASK me something so that I can answer it..! I'm a goblin, NOT a mind-reader!"
The leader of the Talons suppresses a groan--the goblin has a point--no one has even asked Skinner a question yet.
Ingrge Wednesday February 15th, 2006 6:15:21 PM
Hding a smile as Gunther does his thing, Ingrg composes himself and then quickly puts forth their dilema and the questions he had previously put forth to Bonecrusher.
Milo Wednesday February 15th, 2006 8:23:45 PM
Seeing that things are well in hand, Milo steps back and looks up at Olana. Being sure to catch her gaze for a moment, and smiling implishly, the halfling rogue crosses his eyes and sticks out his tongue.
Olana Wednesday February 15th, 2006 10:34:59 PM
Olana's frown disappears and she starts to giggle at Milo's antics. "Zee vair den unz erk lerren" she says amidst the giggles.
Falin Wednesday February 15th, 2006 11:26:22 PM
Falin smiles at the lack of questioning techniques, but admits to himself that they now have the goblins undivided attention.
Gunther Wednesday February 15th, 2006 11:57:21 PM
Maintaining his grip on the goblin, Gunther smiles. "Der ist ein netter Junge. Beantworten Sie jetzt die netten Fragen des Mannes, und möglicherweise kaufen wir etwas von Ihnen. Sie möchten nicht wissen, was geschieht, wenn ich nicht Ihre Antworten mag."
Orcish translation...Highlight to display spoiler: {"That's a nice boy. Now answer the nice man's questions, and maybe we'll buy something from you. You don't want to know what happens if I don't like your answers."}
Brother Bertram Thursday February 16th, 2006 12:03:16 PM
Bertram's grin fades quickly as he realizes just what is about to occur. He fingers the sword at his side, rechecks his axe, and his hand ends on the symbol of Domi hanging about his neck. He hoped it would be enough.
Lian Thursday February 16th, 2006 12:37:41 PM
Lian just watches.
Answers Right or Wrong - DM Donna Thursday February 16th, 2006 11:31:28 PM
Ingrgre's questions (not that he actually posted these again so that *I* didn't have to go looking for them):
"So how long is this "Hunt?" Exactly who partakes in this Hunt? How many hunters are there normally? Are there any rules to this hunt? Is anything forbidden? How do they normally find, search for, or flush their intended prey? Where does this hunt take place? Are there boundaries, or safe zones within the hunting area?"
The goblin glares at the elf, a rather rude snarl on his face--but the implied threat of Gunther continues to garner his cooperation.
"The Grand Hunt is held exclusively to celebrate M'Lady Fidelia's birthday, so it lasts but one night, from moonset to moonrise." Skinner explains. "M'Lady and her minions are the hunters...these minions include the sheriff and the deputies. You can count on there being at least a dozen hunters or so. The rules be simple: avoid getting caught until the glow of the moon streaks the sky. The only thing forbidden in the Hunt is the killing of humans--no human may be slain during the Hunt. M'Lady uses her hounds to track & flush her prey. The Grand Hunt usually starts within the boundaries of the Crystal Forest, but has been known to range across the breadth and width of Harrowed Moon on occasion." The goblin's reumy yellow eyes squint craftily at Ingrge.
"And there be only one safehouse, IF ye can find it." Skinner says. "A rather magical place that I have ne'er clapped eyes upon m'self. A place known as the Wanderers' Refuge...a tavern that seems to appear and disappear on its own schedule. Hunters are not allowed within."
The goblin's jaw snaps shut and his stance is stiff. He doesn't look like he'll be any too cooperative from this point on, in spite of how threatening Gunther may seem.
Lian d20+8=23 d20+10=25 Friday February 17th, 2006 12:28:34 PM
The monk steps out of the group. "The phrase 'no humans' has crossed many folks lips when we ask about the Hunt. As you realize, sir, we are NOT all humans, in fact, there are only two among my friends. Can I assume that they will be the only ones 'safe' on the Hunt?"
"Is it any wonder that the sheriff seemed eager for us to accept the 'honor' of the Hunt?! SHE'S hunting us!
Is there anything about this Amalee we need to know? Is she specially trained in tracking?
Are there any descriptions of this Wanderers' Refuge from anyone?"
Lian racks his mind for possible magical ways to find the Refuge. (Knowledge arcana 23, Spellcraft 25)
Brother Bertram Friday February 17th, 2006 1:32:19 PM
"And I still dont have an answer on my question. Has ANYONE been seen alive after they participate in this hunt?"
Gunther Saturday February 18th, 2006 12:48:47 AM
Giving the goblin a nice stiff jolt, Gunther sees if he can "shake" any of the answers to Lian's questions out of him. If not, Gunther finally lets the shopkeep go...lowering him lightly to the floor. "Danke für Ihre ganze Hilfe." he states simply, and then turns to go.
Orcish translation: Highlight to display spoiler: {"Thank you for all your help."}
Falin d20+2=12 Saturday February 18th, 2006 5:15:48 AM
Falin looks around while this questioning session tks place to ensure that no one is watching them.
Spot 12
Cooperation...or else - DM Donna Sunday February 19th, 2006 7:30:06 PM
"Sheriff Amalee is the best tracker in the land, elf," snarls the goblin, "Even without the support of M'Lady's hounds, you'll be hard-pressed to elude her." The butcher harrumphs.
"I'd imagine that non-humans better watch 'emselves during the Hunt, but all I can truly tell yas is that the object of the Grand Hunt is the thrill of the chase, not to kill the prey. All kinds of other beasties get nailed along the way, though."
Finally released by Gunther, Skinner takes the time to add in a gruff voice:
"The Wanderers' Refuge is more a myth of the shadows...probably the result of some big mouth having to much shroom sauce before spouting off. All I can say is that I have never seen it...an' I don't truly know anyone else here who has, neither."
With that, the goblin scuttles away, behind his counter.
"Go now--you're stifling business!" he bids the party in a rather rude voice.
Milo Monday February 20th, 2006 12:19:37 AM
Unimpressed at the goblin butcher's boasting, Milo remains a shadow in the background. He stands protectively close to Olana throughout the conversation.
Olana Monday February 20th, 2006 12:34:14 AM
At the goblin's "Go now -" proclamation, Olana turns about and makes for the exit, a bland look on her face.
Brother Bertram Monday February 20th, 2006 4:02:41 AM
Bertram gives up in disgust and heads out with the others.
Falin Monday February 20th, 2006 8:41:41 AM
Following the others he turns and walks out into the night.
Lian Monday February 20th, 2006 10:09:26 AM
Lian turns and leaves. "Rudeness is never becoming, even for a goblin."
Ingrge Monday February 20th, 2006 5:09:51 PM
Muttering under his breath as the head out. Ingrge makes sure to be heard by the goblin as he passes by him. With a twist of his wrist and a drop of a little powder on the floor, Ingrge softly chants. Mayyourknivesneverholdanedgeandmaybonefragmentsbespreadthroughoutyourmeat.
Gunther Monday February 20th, 2006 11:45:53 PM
Grinning briefly, Gunther looks over at K'nara, seeking her approval of his actions. "Shall ve go visit de others?" he asks.
Child's Play - DM Donna d20+1=21 Tuesday February 21st, 2006 12:30:56 AM
K'Nara nods to Gunther and accompanies him out of the shop. She frowns a bit, having caught the surreptitious incantation by Ingrge (OOC: Spot was a natural 20), but she ultimately says nothing as the group leaves the reluctantly-cooperative butcher's shop.
"I'm not sure that hexing the business was exactly the right thing to do there, Ingrge," she tells the weapons mage, "Although it was obvious that the goblin didn't really want to help us, he still DID answer the questions we put to him..."
There is giggling and some squealing sounding from behind the shop--the sound of children at play. One of them is proudly bouncing a shiny object off their feet (OOC: if you've ever seen kids play with a "Hacky Sack", this is similar)--
--it's Jekl, the young goblinoid who originally identified the "Blank Sickness" as what Olana is suffering from. Jekl and the three other young'uns with him are actually taking turns bopping the bauble around.
Lian Tuesday February 21st, 2006 2:13:55 PM
"Hello Jekl." Says Lian.
Gunther Tuesday February 21st, 2006 2:52:02 PM
The large warrior beams at the goblinoid youth. "I see you are putting my gift to goot use!" Moving forward, Gunther pats the lad on the head. "It is goot to see you are doing vell young Jekl. Are you vinning?"
Olana Tuesday February 21st, 2006 5:35:51 PM
Not knowing any different, Olana sets off up the street, away from the shop.
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 21st, 2006 7:30:16 PM
Bertram turns as the Jekll comes by. "Son have you met anyone that lived through this hunt that was the quarry?"
Milo Tuesday February 21st, 2006 8:10:39 PM
Catching up to her, Milo attempts to gently steer Olana back around to join the group.
Friendly Folks - DM Donna Tuesday February 21st, 2006 10:45:59 PM
Jekl grins when the members of the party approach him.
"See? See?" he says to his playmates. "I TOLD you that the placers all liked me!" He beams up at Lian and Gunther.
"G'evenin'!" the child greets everyone. "We're havin' LOTS of fun with the shiney! Thanks SO much for it!" The little goblinoid smacks the gem up for a rather impressive lob that is just barely caught by the foot of the young troll of the kiddie group. Then Jekl turns to address Brother Bertram.
"Da Hunt? Y'mean the Grand Hunt???" he asks excitedly. "OOOO! You been invited??? OOOOO!!! C'n I come an' watch? Unka Skinner brings back LOTS of good stuff from the hunt...I wanna go see it! It's GOT to be good--even Auntie Pika gets to go!"
Gunther Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 12:05:43 AM
Grinning affectionately at Jekl, Gunther sighs. "I vould love for you to come, but dat depends on how goot you are and vat your moder has to say. You say Auntie Pika goes to de hunt? Vell den I guess ve must meet her. Maybe she can give me some pointers, eh?" Gunther gives the little lad another rub on the head. "Does she live far? Could you take her to us?"
Lian Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 11:50:20 AM
"Jekl, it's not for us to tell you if you can go. Besides, I don't think children are allowed." He pats the youngster's head.
"What kinds of things happen after the Hunt Jekl?"
Falin Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 1:35:35 PM
Looking around Falin keeps an eye on the surroundings. With locals getting roughed up we might have some unwanted visitors.
"I wonder if that paladin got asked to be in 'the hunt'." Falin says to no one in particular.
OOC: What time is it getting to be?
DM, Highlight to display spoiler: {Is it just a typing error that the sheriff said that the hunt hadn't been seen in these lands for many years and everyone keeps talking about it happening every year? Thanks
Jaime: not exactly a typo--the sheriff was supposed to be referring to a hunt that featured "exciting prey" hadn't been seen in these lands for many years. The Grand Hunt is an annual event that celebrates the Lady Fidelia's birthday. Sorry if the dialogue confused you.}
DM OOC to Falin's Player: highlight the above spoiler for my reply to your other question.
Info in the Unlikeliest Places - DM Donna Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 11:17:13 PM
"You just came outta her house." Jekl tells Gunther. "She's married to Unka Skinner. She's prolly out back beatin' da rugs."
The young goblinoid pouts when Lian makes his point, but he pipes right up:
"We's gets ALL kinds of goodies! Unka Skinner brings us meaty things an' my Mama makes pies and stew and yummy stuff with 'em..!"
Jekl stares at Falin.
"What's a 'pally-dun'?" he asks curiously.
The time of day translates roughly to mid-afternoon.
Gunther Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 11:40:14 PM
Though visibly blanching at the mention of the "meat", Gunther smiles at the boy. "Ok. Tanks Jekl!" Reaching into his pack, Gunther pulls out another gem, different in color than the one he first gave the boy. "Now you be goot and stay out of trouble!" he calls as he tosses the gem to the lad. Turning to K'nara he says "Should ve go see de lady?"
Falin Wednesday February 22nd, 2006 11:43:05 PM
"Do you know what a fighter is young Jekl?" Falin says to the young goblinoid. "A paladin is much like a paladin, but they have divine power too. Powers given to them by a very powerful being, a god. They usually have some type of mount. Like a horse, but not always a horse. They are fearless and will sacrifice their lives for good." Falins eyes drift a bit. As if he is recalling a happier time. The corners of his mouth curve up a bit.
He snaps back ot reality adding, "They usually wear fulll armor, but I have seen them wear hides as well."
Lian Thursday February 23rd, 2006 10:55:11 AM
"Thank you little one."
Brother Bertram Thursday February 23rd, 2006 8:45:46 PM
Bertram AGAIN asks, "Jekyl, have you seen of the hunted people After the hunt?"
Olana Thursday February 23rd, 2006 9:32:13 PM
Stood alongside Milo, Olana watches the conversation, her face registering nothing in particular.
Out of the Mouths of Babes - DM Donna Thursday February 23rd, 2006 11:58:08 PM
(OOC: my apologies to the player for Brother Bertram--I completely missed his question earlier.)
Jekl's eyes widen as Falin explains that a paladin is like a paladin. (OOC: Did you mean to write "a paladin is like a fighter"..?) He edges away from the elven sharpshooter, the expression on the boy's face one of hearty skepticism.
Then Jekl turns to Brother Bertram.
"None of the placers that ever came-ded here were ever invited on the Hunt, Master Cleric Sir. So I never seed them at all. Ever."
Jekl catches the newest "bauble" to become a local plaything.
"Thanks ever so much, Mister...Mister...Pally-dun, Sir!" the goblinoid says enthusiastically, then races off with his friends, who are all shreiking excitedly because they can now have contests between two teams of "bauble-kickers".
"I don't know if it will yield any real results..." K'Nara answers Gunther, "...but if this 'Auntie Pika' is out back beating rugs, she's closer than the mushroom farmers, so it won't hurt to go and see her, I suppose..."
Lian d20+9=12 Friday February 24th, 2006 9:42:22 AM
Lian tries to sneak a better look at the 'bauble' the children are playing with. (Spot 12) What sort of object is it?
DM OOC: the "bauble" is the gem that Gunther just tossed Jekl's way. Sorry if my dialogue was confusing.
Milo Friday February 24th, 2006 3:03:48 PM
Waiting patiently, Milo's face is just as expressionless as Olana's.
Gunther the Paladin Friday February 24th, 2006 11:36:20 PM
The orc man breaks out laughing at his new title. "Vell vill see you later Jekl!!" Gunther booms as he heads over to see Aunt Pika. Turning to K'nara, Gunther continues to chuckle. "A Paladin...now dat vould be someting!"
Falin Sunday February 26th, 2006 1:04:40 AM
Smiling at the youths comments he looks over at Gunther and says, "Maybe it is a divine sign to make a career change Gunther."
"So are we off to talk to Auntie or the Mushroomers?"
Brother Bertram Sunday February 26th, 2006 5:17:59 AM
Bertram follows grumbling, "The results are the same either way. We are in trouble folks."
Lian Sunday February 26th, 2006 10:13:21 AM
"I agree with Bertram."
More Info, More Info! - DM Donna Sunday February 26th, 2006 11:37:14 PM
"We seek the Auntie, Falin," K'Nara says to the elf, "She's closer...and perhaps more friendly than her husband..."
The redheaded blade singer shoots a grin Gunther's way.
"If not, perhaps our unofficial 'paladin' can sway her with his courtly charm." K'Nara adds with a chuckle.
Behind the cottage that houses the butcher's shop are a pair of posts with rope strung between them. Hanging from the rope is a sizeable rug...and smacking the bejeebers out of that rug is a female goblin--slightly portly but with a rather good double grip on the rug-beater she's currently wielding...
...it is clear that the rug will not win the battle to hold onto its dirt.
Lian d20+9=10 d20+19=29 Monday February 27th, 2006 11:50:42 AM
The monk is happiy to follow the group, staying alert. (Spot 10, Listen 29)
Ingrge Monday February 27th, 2006 4:51:16 PM
Pulling Knara, aside Ingrge gets a bit more serious than usual.
" Other than being an inforcer right now, which I think is unnecessary at this moment, I think I would be better off trying to plan and study some trying a way to foil this little game so, I am going back to the Inn to study and think, if that is all right with you."
Olana Monday February 27th, 2006 6:24:19 PM
Olana sneezes, and sneezes again, presumably because of all the dust in the air.
Milo Monday February 27th, 2006 8:16:47 PM
Silently shadowing the group, Milo grasps Olana's hand, just happy to be near her. Reaching into his pocket, he offers her a handkerchief for her sneezy nose.
Gunther Monday February 27th, 2006 11:09:00 PM
The orc man grins at K'nara's wit...he didn't really understand all of the words she was using, but the tinkling of her laughter was like heavenly music to his ears. Not for the first time since this encounter began does Gunther long to be some place safe, private and alone with the adorable bladesinger.
As they arrive upon the scene of Auntie's rug beating, Gunther clears his throat dramatically. "Excuse me Miss Pika. Ve vere just talking vith Jekl, and he vas telling us dat you might be able to tell us about de Great Hunt. He tells me dat you go every year... Vould you mind telling us a little bit about de Hunt?"
Tall Tales from a Small Boy - DM Donna Tuesday February 28th, 2006 12:22:36 AM
K'Nara nods her head to Ingrge, agreeing to his tactics.
The matronly gobliness turns a jaundiced eye towards Gunther, with her well-used rug beater in hand. K'Nara instinctively reaches her right hand up, ready to snatch Lucia forth in defense of her fellow Talon. However, Pika merely grunts and waves an empty about in the air.
"Pah! Jekl is addled." the female goblin says with a snort. "I don't go to any Hunt--'tis the provenance of my husband. I look after the home...he fetches forth the bounty granted by M'Lady." She turns her attention back to smacking her hanging rug.
"Pay no heed to the prattling of children, human," Pika says in a bored voice, "What they don't out-and-out lie about, they fantasize...especially Jekl."
Lian Tuesday February 28th, 2006 10:23:11 AM
"Ma'am, there is ALWAYS an ounce of truth in any myth or story." Says the monk plainly.
Brother Bertram Tuesday February 28th, 2006 1:30:48 PM
Bertram keeps his mind towards his god, his heart praying for spells that might help to save them.
Ingrge Tuesday February 28th, 2006 7:02:10 PM
Nodding to K'nara Ingrge quickly approaches Milo.
"Milo, do you want me to take Olanna back to the Inn? I am going back to the Inn to study and plan for ways to counter our hunters."
Milo Tuesday February 28th, 2006 8:25:21 PM
"Sounds like a good idea to me. I'm not getting much accomplished here." Gently taking Olana by the hand, Milo follows along. "Come along my love, we'll plan for this little escapade, and perhaps get some more of that peach cobbler." Milo's eyes light up at the prospect.
Falin Tuesday February 28th, 2006 9:19:30 PM
"It is getting late. Either we should made with due haste to the mushroom folks or we head back to the inn and plan on how to counter our hunters."
Gunther d20=18 d20+1=6 Tuesday February 28th, 2006 11:07:38 PM
Not willing to just accept Pika's response at face value, Gunther decides to try a little orcish charm (Cha=nat.18!). "Ma'am, please forgive me, but I've met your husband and, vell, he's not nearly as strong as you. I can't see vhat you saw in him...clearly you are stronger and more intelligent dan him by far! Surely if I a placer can see dat, den M'Lady must have long sense seen your talent and put it to goot use..." Fully turning on the charm, Gunther gives the goblin woman a little friendly back slap and then moves in close so that he is whispering near her ear. "Perhaps silly little Jekl got tings confused, but I'll bet a lovely voman like you has lots of tings she can tell us about de Hunt." He watches the woman's face, trying to see if she is lying to him (Sense Motive=lousy 6).
Turning on the Orcish Charm - DM Donna d20=12 Tuesday February 28th, 2006 11:25:42 PM
When Gunther begins comparing the strength between Pika and Skinner, the entire party can see the gobliness practically begin to preen.
"I am the iron in the family, no doubt." she readily agrees with the human. "But the closest I get to the Hunt every year is perhaps meeting my husband halfway home so that we can safely transport the meat he gets to the shop where it can be processed." She thinks for a moment, though, and adds:
"However, I've heard tales of some inn--the Wanderers' Refuge--it seems to be out there somewhere in Harrowed Moon, though I've never seen it myself. 'Tis said that any ceremonial prey that finds the Refuge is safe from the Hunt."
Gunther doesn't think that Pika is lying.
Olana Wednesday March 1st, 2006 1:00:50 AM
Milo's handkerchief becomes a big object of interest to Olana. She doesn't use it for it's intended purpose and instead makes a great deal of folding it in half, and in half again, and again, until it's so tiny. Then she let's it all unravel, and starts again. She hardly notices as the group begins to move off again, especially when she discovers that she can fold it in a triangular fashion, too.
Lian Wednesday March 1st, 2006 10:53:47 AM
"Well, this refuge seems to be place to find."
"Any ideas?"
Ingrge Wednesday March 1st, 2006 5:47:17 PM
Once back at the inn, Ingrge settles down with with a scroll and his spellbook and a bottle of wine (?) and begins to talk to himself.
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 1st, 2006 8:33:47 PM
"So not one person here has seen ANYONE return from this farce of a hunt, except possibly in the meat pot? This stinks to the lowest pits of the hells, my friends." He throws himself down to rest, his mind racing, upset, unable to focus himself.
Milo Wednesday March 1st, 2006 9:59:20 PM
Milo gently takes Olana by the hand, guiding her back to the Inn. Once there he orders another round of peach cobbler for himself and Olana, as well as tall glasses of cold milk.
Gunther Wednesday March 1st, 2006 11:31:04 PM
The warrior smiles his brightest smile at the goblinoid. "Hmmm..yes, dis place you speak of vould be very useful! Tell me strong von, vould you happen to know vat kind of people dey use during de hunt, or maybe veapons. Anyting you can tink of..." Gunther continues to question the woman, though he doubts he will find more interesting information.
More People to Visit - DM Donna Wednesday March 1st, 2006 11:50:12 PM
"I agree, Brother Bertram," K'Nara says with a nod as the Talons depart the backyard of the butcher's wife, "I don't trust that nobody has ever seen anyone who was supposed to have been invited to this Hunt." She frowns. "I should hope we have better luck at the mushroom farmers' place..."
Again the group finds themselves at a small but homey cottage--well-built though worn in places. The couple that live here are another married pair of goblins, both of them rather young.
"I'm Rendish," the male introduces himself, "And this is my wife, Teser. How can we be of service..?"
K'Nara puts forth the questions that Ingrge would likely have asked yet again, and both farmers think a bit before answering.
"Reston is a small, small village," Teser says earnestly, "So we don't truly get visitors here that often--in the last tenyear or so, only one other placer had been invited to the Hunt as ceremonial prey..."
"You mean that Lemi fellow?" Rendish asks.
"No, no--Lemi was the name of the god he followed..." Teser argues, "The man's name was Rico, or something..."
Lian Thursday March 2nd, 2006 12:17:21 PM
"Mushroom farmers... I wonder where they get their fertilizers." Grins the monk.
Later, at the farmers. "Aw, do you mean god ALEMI? Someone who followed Alemi was here?"
Brother Bertram Thursday March 2nd, 2006 9:09:36 PM
Bertram looks at Lian, "Along with all of his gear that we found no doubt."
Ingrge Thursday March 2nd, 2006 9:25:10 PM
After a bit of studying and pondering, Ingrge casts a couple of spells upon himself, though nothing apparent seems to happen. He continues to work occasionally writing down a few notes and thoughts to discuss with the others.
He Said, She Said - DM Donna Friday March 3rd, 2006 12:04:23 AM
"Alemi, right..!" Rendish nods, but then frowns at Teser. "No, the placer's name was Montigo, wasn't it? Wore that brilliant set of armor..?"
"The placer's LAST name was Montague, but his armor surely did shine." Teser counters. "He was positively amazed at the village--you'd think he'd never seen goblins and trolls before."
"He DID look like he'd thought that Bonecrusher was going to rip his head off..." Rendish agrees, adding: "...he was very dreamy and starry-eyed when Lady Fidelia invited him to the Hunt."
"No, no--" Teser shakes her head, "--Lady Fidelia didn't invite him to the Hunt, the Sheriff did! He wanted to see M'Lady, but the Sheriff said he was invited to be the ceremonial prey."
"Oh, right..!" Rendish nods. "But he set off for the Twilight Palace himself--never saw him after that, though..."
Gunther Friday March 3rd, 2006 12:09:04 AM
Hanging back, Gunther slowly breaks out into a sweat as the two mushroom farmers begin to tell the tale of the paladin from the journal.
Olana Friday March 3rd, 2006 12:26:22 AM
Assuming Olana's at the mushroom farmers.
Olana holds Milo's hand tightly. "Butcher," she says after the goblin's 'ceremonial prey' sentence. Probably confused with the last place they went to.
Falin Friday March 3rd, 2006 1:04:59 AM
Falin bows his head and shakes it back and forth slowly. "Well, we know that we have to go to this hunt. We will just have to be well prepared for it."
Lian Friday March 3rd, 2006 10:59:28 AM
Looking at Falin. "Easier said than done my friend. What can we expect? Letsee. Skulls, thats obvious. The best tracker and her minions, oops, I mean deputies, following our every move. No way to ...." He trails off.
Then something dawns on the monk, thinking. "If we fly..." He ponders. "... can we still be tracked?" He mentions this to Ingrge and K'nara when they are away from the goblins.
"I think if we can remain hidden...., like with that rope trick or in some magical space, we should be fine. I mean the Secret Inn is safe, but can the Sheriff track us on the other planes?!" He smiles. "Maybe the Inn is in the Ethereal or something."
Ingrge Friday March 3rd, 2006 7:05:11 PM
Continuing to talk to himself and jot down a few things, Ingrge continues to keep working.
(Donna, let me know just how much time I have before it is bed time. I wouldlike to figure out if I have enough time to scribe a few low level scrolls)
More to Say - DM Donna Saturday March 4th, 2006 11:42:37 AM
Teser bobs her head at her husband's latest comment.
"True, never saw him again--I always thought that the Collector got the poor fella, but nobody else seems to agree with me." she says.
"Now, sweetie-kins," Rendish objects, "I didn't say that I didn't agree with you--it's just that the shiny guy seemed a little too clever to fall into the Collector's hands..." Here the male goblin shudders and then thinks to explain to the group: "The Collector is a bit of a myth around here (nasty little man according to the stories)--only most of us are certain he truly exists. Every once in a while there's been cases where someone here or (supposedly) at another village got fed up with the work we do and they set off to the Twilight Palace to complain. I CAN tell you for sure that none of them EVER come back."
"Started hearing stories about how the Collector intercepts anyone who wants to complain before they get to see M'Lady." Teser adds. "Indeed, whenever we inquired after whomever disappeared on those occasions when M'Lady makes an appearance, she isn't even aware that the missing persons were on their way to see her...poor thing."
K'Nara ponders this new information and then Lian's suggestion.
"Olana told me once that anything can be tracked...it's merely whether or not the tracker knows how to look for it." the blade singer tells the monk. "However, it is harder for something that flies to be tracked by someone on the ground...hmmm...we should see if we can come up with something that can utilize your idea..."
Ingrge calculates that it is the Woldian equivalent of about maybe three o'clock in the afternoon.
Lian Sunday March 5th, 2006 10:21:20 AM
"Everlasting Night. Skulls. Sheriffs and deputies. Mysterious disappearances of Placers. Mysterious Lady. Hidden safe houses. Now this Collector." The monk sighs. "I know I'm going to regret this... what does he 'collect'?"
"Horrowed Moon. Charming place."
Brother Bertram Sunday March 5th, 2006 6:37:40 PM
Bertram mutters, "Souls...., blood..., food.... Whats the difference? And whats to say the sheriff isnt this 'Collector'?"
Olana Monday March 6th, 2006 1:13:43 AM
Olana starts to bob her head, just like Teser.
Lian Monday March 6th, 2006 11:02:57 AM
He waits for his answer, shrugging in the direction of Bertram.
Gunther Monday March 6th, 2006 5:14:48 PM
Looking a wee bit shaky, Gunther begins to pace as the Talons continue their inquiry.
Milo Monday March 6th, 2006 8:15:33 PM
Milo remains steadfastly calm throughout the conversation, though a sinking feeling seems to be deepening in the pit of his stomach.
Ingrge Monday March 6th, 2006 8:25:22 PM
Working diligently, Ingrge starts scribing a few scrolls.
Parting Words of Wisdom - DM Donna Tuesday March 7th, 2006 12:50:46 AM
Rendish and Teser are suddenly reminded that they are speaking to people who don't like being ceremonial prey in the Grand Hunt, and both hastily cobble together a very rough map of the area. They make sure to point out patches of terrain that might prove to bog down the hounds that will likely be used for the Hunt.
"All in all," the goblin couple seem to agree on this one point, "Your best bet is to make for M'Lady's Twilight Palace--the area around it is actually a bit swampy and will be slow going for hounds...and the tradition is that, should you make it inside the palace, the Hunt is over and you've won by default. However, M'Lady has VERY tight security about her home, so we hear--so be VERY careful!"
Falin Tuesday March 7th, 2006 4:01:42 AM
"Well, that information is greatly appreciated." He smiles and thanks the kind goblins.
To the other when they have walked off a bit. "I have some ideas that might prove fruitful, but I would rather we talk about it back at the Inn and privately. It might not really be more private, but it will make me feel better."
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 7th, 2006 4:08:07 AM
Bertram studies the map intently, memorizing it as much as possible before they have to leave.
Lian Tuesday March 7th, 2006 11:15:59 AM
"Seems to get out of the pan, we have to jump into the fire." He states plain.
He prepares to leave, praying to Domi for help, even though his God isn't near.
Olana Tuesday March 7th, 2006 1:23:59 PM
After an initial interest, Olana's eyes move away from the map making, perhaps because it is hard for her senses to comprehend. Sounds, regardless of their meaning, are easier to recognise and replicate. "Fruitful," she says at one point. "Fruit. Hahahaha."
Gunther Tuesday March 7th, 2006 10:33:57 PM
Wiping the sweat from his brow, Gunther pays close attention. "Yeah...swamps. Palace...yeah goot."
Milo Wednesday March 8th, 2006 12:11:30 AM
Milo perks up at the last statement, "Tight security huh?" Grinning fiendishly, "That happens to be my specialty." Then looking around at his friends, "We've got this." The halfling rogue seems supremely confident at their chances. "If any of you have spells or abilities that you can employ to pass unnoticed, I'd recommend preparing those... in abundance."
One Last Thing - DM Donna Wednesday March 8th, 2006 12:30:25 AM
As the Talons make their way out of the couple's home, Teser snaps her fingers and waves a hand.
"Oooo...oh! Almost forgot--don't even think about trying to take refuge in another village or to even come back here...I know for a fact that the designated Hunters are authorized to attack any citizen fraternizing with the prey. An aunt of mine in the village north of the Crystal Forest had stopped to give directions to a placer being hunted and she was nearly trampled to death by the Hunting Party. Took her nearly four months to fully recover..."
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 8th, 2006 4:02:52 AM
"And if they do that to anyone helping.....You can imagine what they do to the prey. Just more proof of what occurs."
Lian Wednesday March 8th, 2006 1:37:06 PM
"Shall we depart then, friends?"
Gunther Wednesday March 8th, 2006 3:27:37 PM
The warrior looks over at Brother Bertram, trying his best to look and sound brave. "Dat's vat dey tink. But dey don't know us to vell, huh? I'll bet K'nara and Ingrge got a few suprises up their sleeves." Gunther winks at K'nara and takes a step closer to the bladesinger's side, as if the mere closeness of her body provides all the reassurance he needs.
DM Donna Wednesday March 8th, 2006 10:54:33 PM
I know I have more than three players who can post...::glare, glare::
Olana Wednesday March 8th, 2006 11:25:09 PM
Olana continues to watch, listen, and understand nothing.
Falin Thursday March 9th, 2006 12:00:09 AM
Falin nods in agreement to Gunthers comment.
Brother Bertram Thursday March 9th, 2006 4:02:42 AM
"So it sounds like, The Lady may or may not be the problem, but the sheriff has to die, yes? And is there any rule against us starting the hunt early?"
Lian Thursday March 9th, 2006 9:50:01 AM
Lian waits.
Ingrge Thursday March 9th, 2006 5:21:11 PM
Finished with his plotting and scribing it is now 9pm where he is.
Milo Thursday March 9th, 2006 9:20:11 PM
Milo sits quietly, ruminating over possible tactics they might take over the course of the hunt.
Caution Children At Play - DM Donna Thursday March 9th, 2006 11:49:51 PM
The mushroom farmers wish the party luck and the Talons make their way back across the village, passing (once again) the butcher's house and the small group of children at play nearby.
This time the children seem to be engaging in one of those singing/rhyming games that involve clapping their hands together as they chime:
The eve of the Hunt she never sleeps... What M'Lady finds she keeps. Guests are best, She just arrests. Play the game, Pass the tests. Run! Pursue! Run! Pursue! She lets them go, They won't have to stew. On Fidelia's birthday Hunt... Fidelia's birthday Hunt!
Lian Friday March 10th, 2006 9:09:19 AM
"Cheerful bunch."
Brother Bertram Friday March 10th, 2006 2:03:51 PM
Bertram snorts at Lian's comment, "Like she would spread a song around telling how she likes dwarf IN a stew."
K'Nara d20=10 Friday March 10th, 2006 2:13:03 PM
The blade singer frowns at the singsong verse.
"Why is it that I have this nagging feeling that there are clues and hints in front of us about the obvious ulterior motives of M'Lady...and yet I just cannot SEE them..?" she voices her concern.
OOC: I just rolled an Intelligence check for K'Nara, and I ask the other PCs to do the same, even those who have posted already (except for Olana, whose character doesn't care.)
Falin d20+2=21 Sunday March 12th, 2006 7:03:37 AM
OOC: Int roll of 21
Falin looks up for a moment as if caught in thought. His forhead creased with thought.
Gunther d20+1=3 Sunday March 12th, 2006 8:01:11 PM
Gunther shrugs his shoulders at K'nara's statement. "It's just a child's song. It may not mean anyting." (Int.=3)
Olana Sunday March 12th, 2006 10:17:51 PM
Olana seems content to hum along with the tune, getting it wrong on more than one occasion.
Lian Monday March 13th, 2006 10:56:05 AM
"Umm, well Gunther, things here are hard to sense."
Milo d20+1=21 Monday March 13th, 2006 11:47:57 PM
Milo listens carefully to the song, attempting to memorize it, even as he analyzes the verse for clues.
(OOC: Int check DC 21)
Out of the Mouths of Babes - DM Donna Tuesday March 14th, 2006 12:18:13 AM
OOC: the roll needed to even recall all the clues was a natural 20...which Milo got. So:
Milo begins to review in his head all the things that they know so far about Harrowed Moon and its residents:
1) It's always night here, whether or not the moon is out. 2) Lady Fidelia charms everyone she meets...none of the residents can speak ill of her. 3) There's an annual Birthday Hunt in which humans are not allowed to be hurt/killed. 4) The childrens' song says Lady Fidelia doesn't sleep on the night of the Hunt. 5) The childrens' song also says that whatever Lady Fidelia finds, she keeps.
Milo's quick halfling brain adds up all these clues and comes up with a disturbing couple of questions:
What is it that only comes out at night and prefers to have living human prey..? Something with the inhuman stamina to stalk its food all night long..?
Falin Tuesday March 14th, 2006 8:07:12 AM
"So, what your saying is we are going to be up against a Vampire?" Falin shakes his head slowly back and forth. "We I guess we have a better idea of what to prepare for now, huh? Does anyone know anything about fighting Vampires? I only know the basic stuff. Like sunlight and holy water. Other than that I am useless."
Lian d20+9=28 d20+19=39 Tuesday March 14th, 2006 10:16:09 AM
Lian's smiles levels his face. "Vampires. She is a vampire... WONDERFUL!" The monk is getting agitated. "You know how fast and deadly those are?! And she leads this bunch? The sheriff, Amalee is likely a lower guardian of this Fidelia, isn't she? What sorts of beasts watch over vampires? We still have no idea about this Collecto person, other than the fact he's a really nasty bloak." He thinks for only a minute.
"Lets put this together. The Lady Fidelia is a vampire, most likely powerful and old. She saves the humans for meals and doesn't have a taste for other races, killing the rest or allows her Enforcer to kill the rest for sport. The best tracker in the realm works well at night... has deputies... a group.... a, a pack.
Hang on!"
The math is adding up for Lian. "Werewolves makes most sense! A pack of werewolves? Trackers with a sense of smell. Great! Geez, the sheriff likely adds to her numbers and feed on the rest! The moon is out all the time here.
Is it full on the Hunt??
I hate this place more and more." He finishes, beginning to pace, wide eyes darting around. The elf's senses are quite attune today. (Spot 28, Listen 39)
Milo Tuesday March 14th, 2006 7:59:58 PM
As Milo ticks the facts off on his fingers one by one, his demeanor becomes more and more somber. "I'm not sure I like the sound of this."
Ingrge Tuesday March 14th, 2006 9:27:36 PM
when finished Ingrge goes to bed.
Gunther Tuesday March 14th, 2006 11:05:08 PM
Visibly shaken at Milo and Lian's revelations, Gunther tries to keep a cool exterior. Looking over at Brother Bertram, the warrior pats him on the back. "I guess dat makes you von very important man about now... Just tell me you know how to make holy vater."
Telepathy Abounds? - DM Donna Wednesday March 15th, 2006 12:59:13 AM DM OOC: hmmmm...I don't recall anyone else other than Milo figuring out the clues, as HE was the only one to roll the required natural 20. Congratulations on your PCs suddenly developing the ability to read the minds of halflings! ;D
Once Milo points out the painfully obvious, K'Nara stares at him, stunned. Then she lets loose a stream of invectives that would have withered nearby plantlife...had there been any in the forsaken land that the Talons are currently trapped in.
"Great--just GREAT!" K'Nara grouses, then turns on her heel and goes back to the hostel where the group is staying, muttering all the way. "It figures that something like this was coming along...dangnabbit! No wonder she doesn't want the humans hurt during the Hunt...who wants their dinner mangled by hounds?" The blade singer snorts and stomps and fumes, pacing about and obviously trying to come up with SOME kind of strategy.
"We have to find out if that rumor is true--" she tells the party, "--the one that, if we can get to the Twilight Palace before the Hunters catch us, we've beaten the Hunters at their own game. Heading for that Palace may be our only hope..."
Falin Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:03:02 AM
He follows the bladesinger back to the inn.
Olana Wednesday March 15th, 2006 1:46:05 AM
"The Palace!" shouts Olana, reacting to her fellow Talons. Then her face clouds over, as though she's wondering why she just yelled out like that.
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 15th, 2006 3:58:36 AM
Bertram ponders everything that happens and does the only thing he knows to do. He prays fervently to Domi and Gargul, knowing that it may not work, but as always, trying.
Lian Wednesday March 15th, 2006 10:45:39 AM
Sigh...
Lian follows, still pondering his epiphany.
Milo Wednesday March 15th, 2006 9:57:08 PM
"Perhaps we should start sharpening stakes now." Milo's smile is somewhat forced.
Gunther Thursday March 16th, 2006 12:34:08 AM
As K'nara stomps back to the Inn, Gunther tromps along behind. She'll find a way...she's smart...she'll figure out how to save us all... Somewhat comforted by his mental affirmations, Gunther pulls the bladesinger aside looking very serious. "Ummmm... K'nara...I need you to promise me someting.. If she...ahem...catches me, I vant you to promise dat you'll kill me. Don't let dem make me von of dem."
Lian Thursday March 16th, 2006 5:12:16 PM
As if hearing Gunther's thoughts, the monk, who is so frequently positive, chimes in with no smile on his face. "We're doomed."
Olana Friday March 17th, 2006 12:21:55 AM
"Doomed," adds Olana, nodding her head.
Pondering Alternatives - DM Donna Friday March 17th, 2006 1:00:44 AM
For a moment K'Nara just stares at Gunther...then she looks like she just wants to smack him.
"Don't talk like that." the leader of the Talons says decisively. "We will NOT fall prey to any vampire, even if Lian's right about her possibly having werewolves to help hunt us. We are the Emerald Talons and we'll stand our ground. We can beat these bozos at their own game AND we'll find a way home--ALL of us."
The tall redhead grabs the very rough map of the area and goes over it.
"Okay...it looks like we need to go northeast of this Crystal Forest to get to that Palace...this diagram says there's some kind of fungi field and some swamplands between the Forest and the Palace. We might have to skirt the fungi field, though--remember that Teser said some of the fungi seems to be able to move or trap the unwary if they get too close to them..."
(DM OOC: Technically Teser didn't say that in my previous posts, but she would have since she knew the Talons don't come from Harrowed Moon and, thus, wouldn't have the same "common knowledge" that natives do. As an addendum, my apologies for not posting until today, I've been a bit under the weather.
If your PC has any spells they specifically wish to memorize for the upcoming Hunt, please email them to me. Also email me if you wish for your character to be equipped with specific Items or Found & Identified Weapons that are currently not on their CSes.
The Grand Hunt posts will start on Monday. Have your changes (if any) sent to me by then or your PC won't have that +25 Garlic Bulb handy simply because it's not on MY copy of your PC's sheet!)
Lian Friday March 17th, 2006 4:34:51 PM
Lian stays silent.
Brother Bertram Friday March 17th, 2006 6:57:32 PM
"No we will not fail", Bertram whispers, as much to himself as to anyone else.
Olana Sunday March 19th, 2006 11:33:26 PM
Soaking up the wariness and frustration of her comrades, Olana slides a dagger out of one of the in-built leather sheathes of her tunic. She stares at it for a moment, then finds the closest door jamb, then slams the blade into the wood. Wrenching the embedded blade out of the wood, she slams it in again, and on it goes...
Gunther d20+1=3 Monday March 20th, 2006 12:01:16 AM
Gunther crumples at K'nara's reprimand. "Yes, of course...you're right. I just...it vas stupid..." Though his exterior reflects defeat, deep in the recesses of his mind, a small, virtually unused portion of the warrior's brain begins to slowly turn the problem over. Examining it this way, turning it upside down, desperately trying to come up with some strategy to keep them from becoming vampire chow. It is very slow, trying work...and for the current moment, unfruitful (Int.=3).
Milo Monday March 20th, 2006 1:00:21 AM
Alarmed at Olana's reaction to the groups communal apprehension, Milo moves quickly over to the elf and begins to quietly attempt to soothe her, and get her to sheath her weapon.
Falin Monday March 20th, 2006 5:01:34 AM Compuiter crashedd this weekend and I finally got the OS restored this morning. I am at work now and will ensure all is well with the CS. If I say something that is not on there then it is my fault.
"Well, what resources do we have? I think we should keep the fact that we know what our huntress is a secret. That can work to our advantage until the time is right." Looking over his inventory of items...
"I have the ability to fly because of my armor, but not for long periods of time. I also have the imovable rods. And if they are tracking us by smell we could use cantrip to render us without smell or make us smell like goblins and such."
"Something else I have been thinking about since we saw that forest was the trees. The leaves and such are crystaline. I bet if you place a light spell or some other type of light producing spell inside the leaves it would blind anyone around if they weren't expecting it."
He looks around with a slight smile on his face. "I think we have a really good chance of making it out of this perdicament."
Lian Monday March 20th, 2006 1:08:13 PM
The monk thinks a moment about everything being said, then says, "Besides the magical, there are simple mundane ways around being tracked. Scentbreakers. Smoke. Both can be employed to disturb a dog's sensitive nose. Tanglefoot bags. Booby traps. Pungy pits. These can slow them down, especially if she's on that massive horse.
What do you think K'Nara?"
Ingrge Monday March 20th, 2006 4:57:57 PM
Waiting of for theothers to return, Ingrge starts preparing what he will need in order to rapidly cast the spells he has prepared for the group.
Olana Monday March 20th, 2006 10:11:11 PM
"Vampires," Olana says quietly to Milo, her face a picture of solumnity, like she was almost there, almost. But then she breaks into a smile. "Knife," she adds, stopping her destruction of the door frame when he tells her to.
The Night Before... - DM Donna d20=15 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 12:13:18 AM
Bonecrusher (all this time) has been putting out bowls of some kind of stew, sober due to the fact that it was beginning to dawn on him that, perhaps, the Grand Hunt was NOT so "grand" after all. He smiles at Milo for helping to divert Olana from her using the doorframe as a pincushion.
K'Nara's hazel eyes fall on the steaming bowls, and she frowns thoughtfully, an idea forming in her head...(OOC: voluntary Intelligence check of 15.)
"Garlic..?" she asks the erstwhile innkeeper. "Do you have garlic to put in this stew..?"
"Garlic?" Bonecrusher echoes, shaking his head. "Nope...just tarragon and fennel and pepper and parsley--"
"PEPPER!" K'Nara barks suddenly, her face lighting up. "How much pepper do you have..?"
"Well...uh...um...I just got the yearly shipment of supplies last month..." the troll replies, obviously confused by the way that the redheaded blade singer is suddenly, rather intensely interested in his spices...
OOC: the group--the entire group--is now more or less reunited at their temporary home...Ingrge doesn't have to "wait" for anyone as they are all right there with him in the house.
Lian d20+2=6 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 1:14:30 AM
"How much salt and garlic do you have Bonecrusher?" He askes. (Int check 6) "Wait, was it garlic or mustard for vampires?!"
"Are there any rivers or creeks near the castle?"
Ingrge Tuesday March 21st, 2006 6:59:30 AM
(ooc how much time before the hunt begins?)
K'nara, I have a few ideas on avoiding these guys that I will innitiate an hour before we head out. By the way do you, olanna and Milo still have those non detection scavres the Tines gave us so long ago? I believe mine is in my pack somewhere.
Brother Bertram Tuesday March 21st, 2006 8:32:07 PM
"We also need to think about lessening our loads as well Friends. I am forseeing alot of running and activity."
Gunther d20+1=17 Tuesday March 21st, 2006 11:15:55 PM
The warrior continues to contemplate, and this time finds it quite a bit easier (Int.=17). He looks over at Ingrge and Bertram. "Is dere some kind of vay to make magic sunshine? Or does dat vork vhen dere is no sun?" Continuing to think, Gunther ponders. "She keeps vat she finds.... Vell den, I suppose ve shouldn't be found... Vat if ve polymorphed ourselves? Could dey still track us if ve took a different form?"
Milo Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 12:03:43 AM
"Yes, my dear love... vampires." Milo's face is a mask of concern. Concern about the challenge they must know face. Concern for his friends in the hunt. But mostly, concern for Olana, and her well being. "Lets go find some stakes Olana. Anyone else coming?" Milo sets out looking for wood suitable for carving into stakes.
Brainstorming - DM Donna Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 12:05:42 AM
Bonecrusher looks at Lian rather oddly, since he JUST got finished answering K'Nara's question out loud about how he has NO garlic.
"I, uh, have a barrel of salt in the stores," he says, adding: "And there aren't any rivers or such in Harrowed Moon--closest thing to a body of water is the rancid muck that makes up the swamps that surround the Twilight Palace..."
K'Nara thinks carefully at Ingrge's question.
"I do believe that I still have mine..." she answers with a nod.
Bonecrusher agrees with Bertram that having the lightest load when you're running is usually best. Gunther's ideas make the troll rub his chin thoughtfully.
"Well, I'm no expert at tracking, mind you," the host says, "But it seems to me that, even if you change your appearance, you'd still have your own scent..."
Olana Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 12:42:13 AM
Olana's current limited cognitive thought capacity seems to think it could handle the acquisition of stakes quite well, and so she smiles, and follows Milo.
Lian Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 2:41:09 AM
Lian looks between K'Nara and Bonecrusher, then turns red in embarrassment.
Turning to Milo, "I'll come along."
Falin Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 10:56:13 PM
Falin begins to go over his items and determine what he can leave behind, if anything.
Gunther d20+1=15 Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 11:28:04 PM
"Ah...ummm..yeah, I can see dat." Gunther racks his brain, but his well is dry (Int.=15) so he heads over to Milo's group to start making stakes.
Milo Wednesday March 22nd, 2006 11:51:22 PM
Once outside, Milo sets about the task of finding a dozen or so sturdy sticks for carving into stakes, and directs those who followed to do the same. All the while he keeps an eye on Olana, making sure she doesn't wander too far in her search.
Stake Out - DM Donna Thursday March 23rd, 2006 12:35:05 AM
Poking out and about the confines of Reston reveals that there isn't too much wood to be had--trees are practically non-existent in Harrowed Moon. Fuel that is used for cooking or keeping warm is dried fungi.
Meanwhile, K'Nara is speaking to Bonecrusher, and the troll reluctantly agrees to let the blade singer have enough pepper to create two miniature "drop bags" per Talon. K'Nara explains that tossing a bag on the ground (or at any target) will cause the bag to bust open and spread pepper in a five-foot radius.
"Pepper should make it VERY hard for hounds to sniff you out..." she says with a nod.
(OOC: each PC will have two bags--when the PC chooses to throw a bag, the bag bursts open upon a successful hit to its target. If the target is simply the ground itself, then the PC rolls d100--the bag has a 99% chance to bust open.)
Lian Thursday March 23rd, 2006 1:15:08 AM
OOC: The inn MUST have beds, tables and the like that are made out of wood!? Right? What is the inn itself made out of again? I know we were told back when the description was given, but I've forgotten since.
"Do you have any silverware lying around, Bonecrusher?" The monk smiles. "Anything you have would be of great assistance."
Brother Bertram Thursday March 23rd, 2006 1:08:35 PM
Bertram prepares along with the others taking the bags of pepper, placing them where he could easily get to them. He then gingerly removes 5 vials from his pack placing them about his person. Satisfied, He kneels and prays to Domi for strength, then a curiously longer prayer to Gargul, giving thanks that at last he would have an opportunity to repay his debts.
Falin d20+11=27 d20+11=18 d20+11=22 d20+11=23 d20+11=27 d20+11=25 d20+11=30 d20+11=17 d20+11=26 d20+11=18 d20+11=18 d20+11=16 d20+11=23 d20+11=12 d20+11=22 d20+11=12 d20+11=27 d20+11=14 d20+11=22 d20+11=24 Thursday March 23rd, 2006 1:57:36 PM
Falin looks over the remaining 47 arrows he has in his quiver. He takes a hint from the rest of the party and begins to remove the heads off of twenty (20) of them. He will sharpen the tips and then keep them separated from the rest.
Donna, I went ahead and made 20 craft rolls. I don't know what you wanted for a DC. The book places the difficulty for missile weapons at 12. I got a 27, 18, 22, 23, 27, 25, 30, 17, 26, 18, 18, 16, 23, 12, 22, 12, 27, 14, 22, 24. I don't know how long it will take either. If I don't have enough time to do all of them just let me know how many I got made. Thanks.
Olana Thursday March 23rd, 2006 7:31:37 PM
Olana has arrows too, not that the woolly-headed elf would think to do anything similar, unless told to do so.
Gunther Thursday March 23rd, 2006 10:51:28 PM
The warrior grins at K'nara as he accepts the pepper packets. "So vhat's de overall strategy here? Head tovard de palace and den clobber de guards?"
Lian Friday March 24th, 2006 1:48:28 AM
"I'd be willing to place wager on the fact the guards won't be your everyday sword wielding buffoons, Gunther. Remember, she's undead.
I'll take those." He pick up the drop bags. "What about the silverware?"
DM Donna Friday March 24th, 2006 7:51:01 AM
(OOC: my apologies...will post later today.)
{ OOC: ADM Adam checking in. }
Falin d20+2=21 Sunday March 26th, 2006 6:14:51 AM
Rumaging through his haversack Falin tells Lian, "I think I understand what it is you are doing." Int Roll 21
"I don't have anymore silver coin on me, but does anyone else have any?"
Last Minute Preparations - DM Donna Sunday March 26th, 2006 11:13:59 AM
The dwellings of the village are constructed primarily by putting a mixture of mud & thatch over a framework to create a crude but effective sort of plaster. The roofs are thatched.
Bonecrusher's only item made of wood that could be broken up for use as stakes is his dinner table, and he states categorically that he will NOT allow that to get harmed--it took him almost eight months to obtain it in the first place, since it was an import, and imported items require a minimum of six months' time for an order to be filled.
Falin is able to convert 20 of his arrows so that they are now (essentially) "flying stakes".
Bonecrusher regretfully informs the group that the only utensils that he has available are whatever his current dinnerware and pots & pans are made of. A quick examination of them reveals that the pots and pans are iron and his "silverware" is base metal.
"I DO have a nice silver platter..." he says, fetching an oval platter that has some simple but pretty etching on it, "...but I don't think it's going to do you much good."
Indeed, unless the party has access to some smithworks and someone in the party knows how to smelt silver, it would appear that there isn't much you will be able to do with a whole silver platter.
"You have the way of it, Gunther," K'Nara confirms the burly fighter's comment, "Once they give the word, our objective is to get our butts to the Twilight Palace. We'll take care of the guards or whatever once we're there. We need to end the Hunt as soon as possible...before any of us become 'snack food'..."
(OOC: once again my apologies for the late post--life has a way of interrupting at the most inconvenient times. The Grand Hunt will begin on Monday. In game time it will be just at moonrise, or at Harrowed Moon's version of dawn. Technically, the party will be able to get a good night's rest of at least 10 hours.)
Lian Monday March 27th, 2006 10:16:01 AM
"How much for the platter? Is there a silversmith or black smith in the village?"
Brother Bertram Monday March 27th, 2006 1:18:42 PM
Bertram's hand closes on the hilt of the sword. "This is all the silver needed..."
Olana Monday March 27th, 2006 7:18:06 PM
Picking up a mixture of the questions that are currently flying about, Olana takes out her money pouch, calmly sits down cross-legged on the floor, empties the pouch of coin onto the floor, and sets about sorting it into three little piles - gold pieces over here, silver in a little pile in the middle, and coppers all stacked up over there. She pushes the coins with her finger tips, sorting them accurately at high speed, then she starts to sort them out all over again - putting the silver over here, the gold in the middle, etc etc.
((Olana has 12 silver, last time I looked.))
Ingrge (sub Jan) Kent's comp is on the blink Monday March 27th, 2006 8:24:17 PM
As the others make preperations, Ingrge looks up at one point, after doing a fair bit of spell learning and computation. "Before we set off on this wild escapade," he says, "I have spells here that might help. So don't go dashing off without them."
Milo Monday March 27th, 2006 11:58:59 PM
The lack of wood for stakes leaves Milo at a loss for words. The halfling sullenly awaits the time when the hunt begins, watching as others make preparations, "Silver coins won't due, you'd need alchemical silver,which is much harder to come by."
Taking Stock of Stuff - DM Donna Tuesday March 28th, 2006 12:25:17 AM
The troll holding the silver platter contemplates...he recalls trading a bushel of fresh vegetables for the platter.
"Smitty is Reston's blacksmith." Bonecrusher answers Lian with a thoughtful frown. "He doesn't actually smelt anything himself...but I suppose if any of you people know how to do that, his shop could be used..."
"I know that I don't know anything about melting metal..." K'Nara says, "...do any of you...?" Her hazel eyes take in the others as she asks the question.
SO FAR: Bertram has offered up 5 vials of what I'm assuming is Holy Water--plus he's armed with the silver sword that the party ID'd from the treasure taken from Bone Tower.
K'Nara's had Bonecrusher create and distribute two pepper pouches per Talon.
And anything done to this silver tray will require a skill check using Weaponsmithing (can use their Intelligence bonus but not the Weaponsmithing ranks) or Profession: Silversmith (full bonus) or at least possess the Item Creation Feat of Forge Ring (can add Intelligence bonus to roll.)
"It's getting late and we need to rest up for this Hunt tomorrow." K'Nara says with a grimace. "Let's hit the sack, then..."
Gunther Tuesday March 28th, 2006 12:51:54 AM
Having no abilities to help out in the smithing department, Gunther agrees with K'nara's assessment. Time to hit the sack. Looking over at her, he winks. "K'nara...I'm scared...can I sleep with you?"
Ingrge d4=4 Tuesday March 28th, 2006 7:46:27 AM
Well I can melt the stuff and then I suppose we just dip arrows in it while it is still hot. Though I'm not all sure how practical using a fireball to melt the stuff would be.
Ok everyone, I need to cast some spells on you so step forward when you are called.
Ingrge - non detection (scarf), Misdirection, prying eyes (48) K'nara - non detection (scroll) Bertram - non detection (scroll), Misdirection Lian - non detection (scroll) Milo - non detection (scroll), Misdirection Gunther - non detection (scroll) Falin - non detection (potion) Olana - non detection (spell)
Lian Tuesday March 28th, 2006 10:51:27 AM
Lian looks at Milo, a disappointed look on his face. "Silver is silver. Whats the difference? Besides, this realm is a bit different than home, maybe its all we need?"
Looking at Bertram. "You going to pass the sword around every time some else needs it are you?" He askes scatheingly. "Besides, I am considering all options. I have no bladed weapons, but I would certainly feel better in this place if I had even a silver dagger!" He looks are Bonecrusher.
He happily takes the scroll from Ingrge and looks at it. "Whats this? I don't know this spell."
Falin Tuesday March 28th, 2006 9:50:11 PM
Falin steps up to Ingrge when called. "Thanks" He says as he steps back to his gear and finishes getting ready for the hunt.
Falin Tuesday March 28th, 2006 9:50:11 PM
Falin steps up to Ingrge when called. "Thanks" He says as he steps back to his gear and finishes getting ready for the hunt.
The Hunt is On
The Grand Hunt Begins - DM Donna Tuesday March 28th, 2006 11:00:49 PM
K'Nara grins at Gunther and can't help but hug the man rather fiercely.
"If only we were back in The Wold..." she says, reluctantly letting him go, and gently nudging him on his way to his own, separate quarters.
The group rests up for the night, having realized that Smitty's blacksmith shop isn't set up for smelting silver. (Nice try, though...)
Bonecrusher makes sure that the entire group is awakened an hour before the group is to meet the Hunting Party at the mushroom tree in the Crystal Forest.
Now is the time that Ingrge casts his spells on the group.
Now is the last chance to state any changes for any of the PCs.
Now K'Nara asks Bertram if he will be carrying all the vials of Holy Water or will others have some of them, too..?
The Grand Hunt Begins - DM Donna Tuesday March 28th, 2006 11:00:49 PM
K'Nara grins at Gunther and can't help but hug the man rather fiercely.
"If only we were back in The Wold..." she says, reluctantly letting him go, and gently nudging him on his way to his own, separate quarters.
The group rests up for the night, having realized that Smitty's blacksmith shop isn't set up for smelting silver. (Nice try, though...)
Bonecrusher makes sure that the entire group is awakened an hour before the group is to meet the Hunting Party at the mushroom tree in the Crystal Forest.
Now is the time that Ingrge casts his spells on the group.
Now is the last chance to state any changes for any of the PCs.
Now K'Nara asks Bertram if he will be carrying all the vials of Holy Water or will others have some of them, too..?
Milo Tuesday March 28th, 2006 11:18:26 PM
Milo steps up to get the offered spells from Ingrge, "Ya know... despite your oft-times grumpiness... you really are a good friend Ingrge. Thanks for that." Milo is truly sincere. Turning, the halfling takes off his boots of speed, preferring versatility over speed, he places them into his haversack, and retrieves his slippers of spider climb, which he immediately puts on. After that, he stands next to Olana, "I'm as ready as I'm going to be... to get hunted by a crazy vampire lady."
Olana (non detection) Wednesday March 29th, 2006 1:15:26 AM
Olana just stands there, completely oblivious that she's had a spell placed on her.
Lian (Non-detection) Wednesday March 29th, 2006 11:02:08 AM
The monk prepares spells.
(List to follow...)
He grunts about not being a swordsman in Harrowed Moon and needing heavy armor.
Brother Bertram Wednesday March 29th, 2006 7:16:46 PM
Bertram grunts at his stupidity and hands the five vials around. "Forgive me Friend K'nara." He gives one to K'nara, Falin, Lian, Milo and Olana curiously. "I may have some spells that will help us friends, but I am afraid it is too early to use them. We must wait until they are needed. I just hope we have time to use them. But for now we will ask for the strength of Domi and Gargul." He pulls his symbol of Domi on its chain from under his chainmail, letting it rest proudly to any who would see. His beard and hair have been braided into the style of his people, His sword and axe across his back. He says a brief prayer over each of his friends and the undertaking. Apparently rambling Bertram mutters something about redemption and prays for guidance for Bella. He then raises his head, his eyes glistening, and hugs each of his friends. Then he squares his shoulders and his visage grows grim. "Rest Friends, They will not disturb you while you sleep. This I swear." He sits a stool in the middle of the doorway and makes himself comfortable.
Falin Wednesday March 29th, 2006 9:13:02 PM
Falin takes the vial from Bertram and returns the hug. "We will overcome this harship like any other. It just might take us a little longer than usual."
Gunther (non-detection) Thursday March 30th, 2006 12:39:43 AM
A little bleary eyed after a restless night, Gunther joins the others. He hands a scroll over to Ingrge. "Dis is my last Stoneskin. Please cast it on Olana ven de time is right. I don't like de idea of her being vithout good defenses." Then he hands a potion over to Milo. "I don't know if dis vill help or not...but here is a potion of Hide from undead. Please give it to Miss Olana."
Swinging his axe anxiously, the warrior looks over at the others. "Let's get dis over vith."
The Rules - DM Donna Thursday March 30th, 2006 1:05:24 AM
"I will go with you to the meeting place." Bonecrusher says after the Talons make their first preparations for the Grand Hunt. "It's the least I can do."
K'Nara says nothing but nods gravely. The party gathers and goes out into the pre-dawn darkness of the eternal night that covers Harrowed Moon.
The trip to the Mushroom Tree is surprisingly short. Once you enter the clearing, you see that only one person is there...the mysterious Amalee, her horse tethered to the tree but herself on foot beside it.
"Welcome, friends and honorary prey," the sheriff practically coos, "To this most festive of occasions. This day marks the anniversary of the birth of our beloved Lady Fidelia! This Grand Hunt will be a most entertaining diversion for our esteemed ruler, so I give you my heart-felt thanks for granting us the honor of your presence here--"
"Yeah, yeah..." K'Nara snaps, her hazel eyes narrowing, "...we can see just how very thrilled YOU are--let's get on with it, already." She scowls fiercely. Amalee's eyes flash dangerously--did they just give off a ruby flare?--but then she smiles most sweetly.
"There are rules both sides must follow," the high-ranking official says, "First, Hunters may only begin the pursuit one hour after moonrise. Both Hunters and Prey may only use what we have with us. Hunters are to track the Prey and attempt capture...no human must be harmed in the Hunt. Should the Prey elude capture until moonset, then victory is awarded to the Prey."
"Lady Sheriff," Bonecrusher says suddenly, "Is it not true that, should the Prey reach Refuge in the Twilight Palace, the Hunt is over and the Prey are the victors..?" Once more you could all swear that an evil ruby glow flares up in Amalee's eyes, but--once more--her tone and expression are jovial.
"You know your old law well, Bonecrusher Tremtol," the woman answers, "It is Lady Fidelia's binding law that reaching refuge before the Hunting Hounds find the Prey ends the Hunt...so long as they remain in the refuge."
Bonecrusher "harrumphs" at this, frowning.
"Now...M'Lady would wish you good luck on the Hunt." Amalee says, turning and striding to one side of the clearing--to where a group of figures emerge from the sharp outlines of the Crystal Forest.
Wolves. Big wolves. Bigger than any you've seen in The Wold...well, almost any.
"Dire wolves." K'Nara growls under her breath.
And, in the front, wearing a heavy velvet gown of blood-red hue, a slender woman--she looks to be human herself, with dark hair and eyes that pass warmly over the Talons, even as her lips bow into a smile. Her smile deepens and warms as she notes the presence of K'Nara...and Gunther. Her stature and mien are most regal, and everyone present can literally FEEL how honest and kind this woman must be.
Bonecrusher immediately falls on his face, prostrate, gabbling "M-My Lady...!"
"Thank you for doing me this most gracious honor." the noblewoman says in a voice that is most musical to the ear. "This promises to be the most entertaining birthday ever for me..."
"Yes, M'Lady!" Amalee replies, herself kneeling in front of the ruler of Harrowed Moon.
"A full hour, Amalee!" Fidelia chides. "We must keep to our word, now!"
"Yes, M'Lady!" the sheriff agrees. The woman in scarlet glides back into the woods before anyone in the party can even think to open thier mouth to object or ask about whether Fidelia truly means to help Olana.
"One hour, Prey!" Amalee growls, jumping to her feet. "One hour only--as My Lady commands!"
With this, Amalee and the wolves melt into the shadows of the Forest...leaving the horse tethered to the tree, and the Talons with a countdown to when those wolves will attempt to start their hunt...
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) Thursday March 30th, 2006 6:52:36 AM
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
The monk sighs and waits for instruction from K'Nara. Realizing the horse has been left, his brain starts running overtime. "Why would she leave the horse?" He looks up at the massive beast.
"I don't suggest planning anything in the prescence of the horse."
Milo Thursday March 30th, 2006 10:13:56 PM
Looking to Lian, "I don't suggest planning ANYTHING. Spontanaeity wins the day in a hunt." Grabbing Olana's hand, and looking to K'nara, "We only have an hour's head start. Time to move." At K'nara's word, the halfling rogue is ready to assume point.
Gunther AC30, HP 83/83 (non-detection) Thursday March 30th, 2006 11:32:11 PM
Noting the wolves, Gunther grins a little. Not quite kitties, but still, they act a lot the same. And a whole lot better than werewolves! His smile instantly disappears as he notes the woman's lingering smile at K'nara and himself. Not like that...anything but that... Gunther shakes his head, trying to rid himself of the bone chilling fear of the vampire waiting for him out there. Moving alongside Milo, Gunther whispers over to Ingrge. "I don't suppose dat you have any fly spells handy? Dat vould make us move quite a bit faster..."
Olana Friday March 31st, 2006 12:20:41 AM
Olana's limited mental resources are in a turmoil. A hug from Bertram, some spells that made her tingle from head to toe, and the wolves that make her hackles rise, and now Milo wants to play. Fun, fun, after all, and so she smiles.
And They're Off..! - DM Donna Friday March 31st, 2006 12:49:51 AM
Bonecrusher wishes the party luck and turns back in the direction of Reston, quickly exitting from the forest of crystal.
K'Nara's hazel eyes narrow as Lian's comment about the horse percolates through her head.
"This way, then..." she says, immediately moving off due east at a quick pace. Once the group traveled about a mile or so, she immediately had them change direction to northeast: the direction that the mushroom harvesters said that the Twilight Palace was located in.
"Double-time..." she urges the rest of the party, "...the quicker we reach it, the sooner we can get this damnable game over with!"
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) Friday March 31st, 2006 10:21:37 AM
The monk works to stay in pace with the group, trying to avoid leaving them behind as he is faster than the lot. He moves near K'Nara. "Sorry about that back there, but I thought it odd for a hunter of any sort to leave behind a mount. Beside, the horse could have been relaying information to her in some form or another." He continues on.
"Someone should get an arial view at some point. I agree with Gunther."
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+2=10 d20+6=13 Friday March 31st, 2006 11:29:23 AM
Keeping up with the pack Falin looks back over his shoulder quite often. Looking for both the hunters and any flying skulls. (Search 10)
He also thinks outloud, "Is there some way to either cover our tracks?" (Survival 13)
Brother Bertram AC25 HP 84 Saturday April 1st, 2006 7:37:01 AM
Bertram moves along with the others, his mind trying to think of ways to keep the opposition off balance, as he follows along.
Ingrge: AC 33: Hp 122/122: Prying eyes, Misdirection, non-detection, mind shielding d4+12=15 Saturday April 1st, 2006 4:29:21 PM
(Yea!!! I am back and computer functional again)
As the sherrif moves toward the woods, Ingrge surrepticiously casts another spell, targeting the sherrif's cloak with clairaudience.
Figment was the flyer of the group, but I have set a circle of 15 eyes in a circle around us at 3/4 of a mile to watch and report if any of the hunters come within that range. They will stay at that range as we travel, so we should have some warning before they get to us.
Brother Bertram(OOC) Saturday April 1st, 2006 7:13:52 PM
OOC I have Mass Stoneskin I plan to use at some point but wanted to wait til we could get the most benefit)
Olana Monday April 3rd, 2006 12:36:11 AM
Olana keeps up, trailing along like it's a walk in the park, completely oblivious to the dangers involved. Occasionally she'll stop and try to pick up things on the way.
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) d20+19=28 d20+9=13 d20+7=26 d20+18=22 Monday April 3rd, 2006 1:09:44 PM
The monk nods, acknowledging what Ingrge has said.
(Listen 28, Spot 13, Hide 26, Move Silently 22)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Gunther Monday April 3rd, 2006 1:45:44 PM
The warrior hustles along, moving quicker than would normally be thought. He contantly casts glances over at K'nara, the bladesinger's very presence reassuring him that things will be ok as he jingles along through the strange surroundings.
Milo d20+18=36 d20+16=24 Monday April 3rd, 2006 3:00:16 PM
Racing along with Olana in tow, the halfling cringes every time someone behind them makes noise, though he pushes on nonetheless without sound. (OOC: Hide DC 36, Move Silently DC 24)
Terrain - DM Donna Tuesday April 4th, 2006 1:18:56 AM
Ingrge's clever use of his spells allows the Talons to be forewarned as the swamplands that prelude the Twilight Palace.
"Take at least two of those pepper sacks and smash them on the ground behind us..." K'Nara says. "That'll give those hounds a nose-full just before we get to the marshy grounds--hopefully we can actually slog through some water to further confuse their tracking..."
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) d20=6 d20=6 d20=1 d20=15 d20+9=23 d20+4=12 d20+19=28 d20+9=10 d20+18=28 d20+7=20 Tuesday April 4th, 2006 7:58:30 AM
Lian smashes two of his packs of pepper on the path just as the leader suggested, actually breaking them by hand, or trying to, to spread it over a wider area. (Listen 28, Spot 10, Move Silently 28, Hide 20)
(Str checks 6,6,1,15) His attempts are dismal, finally looking around on the ground to find a sharp crystal leaf or a pointed stone to make it go smoother. (Spot 23, Search 12)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Olana Tuesday April 4th, 2006 11:25:56 AM
"Aaah-choo!" Olana sneezes softly and then grins. Her senses are getting high now, grasping at the current situation - the chase, the anxiety - they didn't need a mind for this. Just the usual reflexes.
Brother Bertram Tuesday April 4th, 2006 12:05:32 PM
Bertram brings up the rear keeping an eye out for trouble. He had no faith in the hunters keeping thier word.
Ingrge Tuesday April 4th, 2006 6:56:48 PM
(OOC any talking going on with the sherrif that I was or am able to hear? Plans, strategies, etc.)
Ingrge takes a look at the marshy lands to see just how wet this "swampland" is and if there seems to be more of a land path or water path through them.
Milo Tuesday April 4th, 2006 9:54:52 PM
Seeing the pepper, "Thats the spirit," the halfling grins. Milo begins looking for passage across the swamp, keeping in mind the respective weights of larger party members as he goes.
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:11:24 PM
Looking around, Falin scans the area. "It is too big to fly over, but maybe there is something that will float."
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection) Tuesday April 4th, 2006 10:50:04 PM
Gunther looks uneasily toward the swamp ahead. "Hmmm...I doubt dat dat ting is going to be empty. I vonder vat surprises avait us dere."
DM Donna Wednesday April 5th, 2006 12:29:27 AM
OOC: I got home dog-tired from work. Will get postin' tomorrow...
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) d20+18=21 d20+7=22 Wednesday April 5th, 2006 10:31:44 AM
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Still moving carefully. (Move Silently 21, Hide 22)
Spotted! - DM Donna Wednesday April 5th, 2006 7:18:30 PM
Lian manages to spread his pepper over a rather broad area. Whatever tracks the Talons will get a noseful for sure!
Ingrge, oddly enough, hears nothing from the horse...except some munching sounds and the telltale spatter of a horse tinkling.
The party presses on, entering the swampy area. They note that the road itself is nice and solid, while the tufted, dark green landscape is rather spongy and seems to suck at the feet of anyone trying to slog through it (-2 Dexterity and -5 feet on Speed.) There are areas of lighter (rather sickly) green that appear to be pools of swamp water. The Talons can't tell how deep the water is in each pool unless they actively wade into the water.
Ingrge's Eyes alert him to the fact that there's a pack of wolves now quickly following the trail that the Talons have taken. At their present rate of speed, the wolves are set to overtake the party rather quickly--however, the Eyes also show that the pepper that Lian put out has affected at least half of the canines--they're apparently howling and shaking their heads and such.
"Those hounds will get to us before we make it halfway to the Palace," K'Nara points out, "So we should plan to make a stand right here..."
DM OOC: I will be emailing out a PDF map that will show the approximate positions of everyone in your current location.
Brother Bertram Wednesday April 5th, 2006 7:59:52 PM
Bertram follows along, his hand always near his weapons, trying to be prepared for any nasty surprises they might have in store.
Milo d20+24=35 Wednesday April 5th, 2006 9:26:58 PM
Nodding to K'nara, Milo takes Olana to a place where he might hide in order to ambush the wolves, and keep Olana out of the path of danger. Once there, the halfling draws his short sword, and prepares to strike.(OOC: Hide check DC 35)
Olana Wednesday April 5th, 2006 11:18:41 PM
Having been shown her hiding place, Olana sits still within it.
((OOC - I have eye surgery tomorrow night, but I'm hoping that means me only missing one post. Please bear with me.)
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+2=4 Wednesday April 5th, 2006 11:31:34 PM
Smacking his forehead, Gunther sighs. "I forgot about de new armor. Oh vell...better save it for later..." Pulling out a vile, he rubs the liquid quickly on his newly acquired axe (Bless weapon oil) as he peers around, waiting for the attack to begin (Spot=4).
Active spells Nondection---??rds/??rds remaining Bless Weapon---30rds/30rds remaining
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection) d20+7=10 d20+18=23 Thursday April 6th, 2006 5:45:37 AM
"I think your right K'Nara. How much time do think we have?" He crouches down, getting mud onto his knees, which gives him an idea. (Hide 10, Move Silently 23) Whispering, he says, "Do you think this mud will cover our scents?" He picks up a hand full and turns to Gunther. "Would your kitties be able to smell us under a layer f mud?"
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
DM Donna Thursday April 6th, 2006 8:44:46 AM
Terrain Clarification: there are no large rocks, trees or other formations; just flat swampland.
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Thursday April 6th, 2006 1:48:18 PM OOC: I am a festigio. I appologize for posting the wrong thing on the wrong page.
Falin draw out his bow and prepares himself for battle.
"Well, at least there are no flying skulls with them." Falin says matter of factly.
Ingrge Thursday April 6th, 2006 4:38:54 PM
(OOC. Donna the spell was cast on the sherriff's cloak not the horse.)
Ingrge gets dirty in the mud and then moves 50 feet to the right of everybody else.
Current spells
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3), ray of frost(3)
5th- bigby's interposing hand, baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Gunther Friday April 7th, 2006 12:08:32 AM
The warrior grins at Lian. "No...I don't tink she could. Vorth a try...here dis stuff is great for de skin." Gunther too works on giving himself a mud bath.
Desperate Tactics - DM Donna Friday April 7th, 2006 12:42:42 AM OOC to Ingrge: ...yes...which is why it's rather odd that all you hear is that horse rather than whatever Amalee would be saying...assuming she's still wearing her cloak.
Ingrge moves so that he now occupies Z20 on the map. Since this square has some of the swampwater in it, Ingrge finds out the hard way that the water is slimy and disgusting, but doesn't otherwise appear to have any other effect on him (i.e. no leeches and stuff.)
K'Nara ponders Lian's question and then the dialogue from Gunther concerning the mud's properties.
"Mud bath, everyone!" she says tersely. "Then let's flatten out on the ground on either side of the road--maybe the dulling properties of the mud can camouflage us enough to get the drop on the wolves..."
After making sure that she, too, has a liberal coating of the smelly mud, K'Nara moves to a spot right beside the road and lies flat. She now occupies N18 on the map.
By the time K'Nara and any of the others taking their "mud treatments" are done, it will take a mere three rounds of time for the wolfpack to come upon the Talons...
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection, bulls strength) Friday April 7th, 2006 8:35:40 AM
The monk packs on layer upon layer of mud, then turning to Milo, he says, "I'll help you with Olana... you handle the vital areas though." The elf smirks. "I wouldn't pressume."
He activates Bull's Strength Tattoo.
Lays down at position J22.
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
????? Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used once Stunning Attacks unused Hero Points 9
Brother Bertram (AC 25 HP 84) Friday April 7th, 2006 10:20:40 AM
Bertram does as heeded and coats himself in mud and waits for the coming battle.
(Position: Q20)
Milo d20+24=34 Friday April 7th, 2006 9:08:31 PM
Milo coats himself with mud, demonstrating for Olana, and then helping her do the same if necessary. Afterwards he leads her off to path to hide beside him. (OOC: Hide check DC 34. Grant Olana a +2 bonus to assist her in hiding as well. Milo is in O15.)
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Saturday April 8th, 2006 12:34:17 AM
Falin rolls in the mud, ensuring he is covered all over.
"So are we hoping they run past or are we going to ambush them?"
Ingrge Saturday April 8th, 2006 11:15:43 AM
While he can't see it Falin can hear the grin on Ingrge's face. "Falin, with out luck do you really think they will just pass by? Of course we ambush them. We don't want enemies on both sides of us."
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection, bulls strength) d20+7=18 d20+18=24 d20+19=30 d20+9=14 Sunday April 9th, 2006 11:20:38 AM
"Ingrge is right..." He lays down and covers himself with the muck. "...I think we will have better luck if you sit still and wait." (Hide 18, Move Silently 24, Listen 30, Spot 14)
"Does anyone need oil of bless weapon while I'm thinking about it?" He says quietly.
He readies a spell.
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min54sec)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used once Stunning Attacks unused Hero Points 9
3...2...1...Ambush..! - DM Donna d20+8=22 d20+12=23 d20+3=21 d20+18=20 d20+6=17 d20+6=22 Sunday April 9th, 2006 2:51:57 PM
The Talons make quick use of their environment.
"Get to one side or the other of the road--we need to try to get the wolves to speed past us before they realize we've stopped HERE...!" K'Nara urges those who haven't yet moved off the road and hidden/flattened themselves in an effort to camouflage their locations.
DM OOC: should have had you all roll for your Hide checks, darn it. I'll roll for those who haven't done so yet...and that mud coating gives you an extra +2 on your Hide check:
Brother Bertram(AC 25 HP 84 Sunday April 9th, 2006 4:32:36 PM
Bertram moves into a hiding position along the side of the road waiting for the coming attack. (OOC Postion U20 currently)
Lian (AC 36, hps 55/55) (non-detection, bulls strength) d20+19=30 d20+9=28 Monday April 10th, 2006 10:33:01 AM
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min54sec)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used once Stunning Attacks unused Hero Points 9
He continues to wait, ready with his spell when he hears them. (Listen 30, Hide 28 with mud)
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Monday April 10th, 2006 1:52:29 PM
Falin moves to 22W and lays on the ground attempting to pull debris and such over him in order to better hide himself.
"Ingrge, I like the way you think." Falin says with a chuckle.
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) Monday April 10th, 2006 3:19:41 PM
Nodding, Gunther takes up the position indicated by K'nara. As he waits he nerviously swings his new axe in anticipation. Wolves...big wolves...I've taken down bigger things. Piece of cake. Nothing to it.
Active spells Nondection---??rds/??rds remaining Bless Weapon---27rds/30rds remaining
Ingrge Monday April 10th, 2006 5:48:04 PM
(ooc. did not recieve map either)
As soon as the woles arrive Ingrge is casting a specific spell and I need to have the map in order to know where to place it.
Milo d20+15=26 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 12:01:14 AM
Milo holds still, remaining completely out of sight, while trying to maintain visual contact with Olana. (OOC: Spot check DC 26 to see Olana)
DM Donna Tuesday April 11th, 2006 12:15:26 AM
I moved Olana so that she is actually near Milo, since Milo posted that he was making sure that she was as well-hidden as he could get her to be.
I am sending out a revised map with the latest positions of everyone on it. My DM-in-Training, Adam, will be posting the start of Combat Round 1 very soon.
Please email me if you haven't received the latest map by now, I sent it out to every address on my Emerald Talons list.
Lian Tuesday April 11th, 2006 10:40:54 AM
OOC: Can't wait to torment the newby-DM. Mwahahaha!!
Ambush turns, and so do dire wolves! - ADM Adam d20+26=43 d20+20=28 d20+2=8 d20+2=6 d20+2=17 d20+2=20 d20+6=14 d20+6=4 d20+6=16 d20+6=20 Tuesday April 11th, 2006 5:24:27 PM
Several howls echo loudly throughout the still air. Moments pass, and slowly, the figures of eight large werewolves emerge from the swamp-land.
Werewolves. Not dire wolves.
Large werewolves.
Peeling off from the pack, four of them rise onto their hindquarters and take to the marshes. Two of these scouts head North-West, while the other two head North-East. The remaining four continue down the road. Occassionaly one of them shakes its snout and makes a horrible snorting sound.
Suddenly, one of the scouts nearest Lian stops. It raises it's keen hybrid nostrils skyward and inhales sharply twice. In unision the others also pause, patiently awaiting the outcome from their brother. Their ears swivel, snouts twitch and then the entire pack acts as one, bursting towards the hidden group in a horrific display of energy.
Their prey is nearby.
Blood-red eyes narrow, and Lian, Gunther and Olana become distinct targets amongst the mud.
And the werewolves circle from all sides.
{ OOC: Next round they will be upon you. }
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 55/55) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge) Tuesday April 11th, 2006 5:40:15 PM
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min48sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 3mins)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used once Stunning Attacks unused Hero Points 9
Lian knows that the wolves are near. Throwing caution to the wind, and hoping the others have remained secrets, Lian casts Enlarge Person from his domain and standing, tries to attract them his way.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection Tuesday April 11th, 2006 5:40:27 PM
seeing the enemy nearly upon them ingrge quickly casts the spell he has prepared targeting square (P 24) The four werewolves on the path suddenly find themselves entwined within a field (20 ft radius) of extremely tough and vicious rubbery black tentacles (Evard's Black tentacles) and then picks his staff back up. Each werewolf needs to make a grapple check DC 22 and no matter what they are slowed to half speed while in the area.
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+16=19 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 1:10:40 AM Werewolves!! The thought pounds through Gunther's brain like a cleric's warhammer. Seeing the large tentacles sprout up, Gunther waits to see whether the creatures can make it through them...because he's sure as heck not going to wade in to attack them! Gunther glances over nervously at K'nara...torn between his gut wrenches horror of these creatures and his desire to impress his new love. Taking up a defensive posture, Gunther moves forward to engage any werewolf that should clear the tentacle (but of course, not moving into the tentacle area). (Hits (or more accurately misses..AC19 if needed.)
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Wednesday April 12th, 2006 9:35:08 AM
Falin looks to around him as he stands. He sees one behind him (h3)and stands to face him. He frees his bow from his back and knocks a normal arrow.
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 79/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance) Wednesday April 12th, 2006 10:57:26 AM
The Hand of Domi casts and waits for H2, or any other werewolve, to approach.
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min42sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 54sec) Bear's Endurance (cast, 3mins)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used once Stunning Attacks unused Hero Points 9
K'Nara (AC31, HP 124; non-detection) d20+19=25 d10+8=10 d6=1 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 3:17:19 PM
The redheaded blade singer's hazel eyes narrow.
Oh, great! They're all werewolves! K'Nara thinks to herself, supressing the urge to roll her eyes.
"Pick 'em off! Whittle 'em down before they clear the wigglies!!!" roars the leader of the Talons as she moves to P19 with her sword in hand.
"Lucia!" K'Nara yells, igniting her deadly bastard sword as she brings the blade to bear on foe H1. (OOC: since she's moving more than a five-foot-step, she can only attack once this round. Hits AC25 for 10hpd and 1hp fire damage.)
Milo d20+20=36 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 8:58:31 PM
Milo tumbles into place (O20) next to one werewolf, "Gunther, help me by flanking this one." OOC: This is Milo's dodge buddy AC 30. Tumble DC 36)
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 d20+14=28 d8+4=5 Wednesday April 12th, 2006 9:02:29 PM
Bertram moves from the other side of the road at the same time as K'nara hitting the same foe(H1). RightBite, Sword of Silver. The perfect weapon against such foes. Its first swing earns it its name. With a solid swing, Bertram feels it strike home. (AC 28 Damage 5 Axiomatic Silver weapon )
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) Addendum Wednesday April 12th, 2006 10:51:48 PM
Gunther nods, Milo's words comforting. "Yeah. On my vay." Scooting into flanking position (S20), Gunther promptly fumbles his first attack (AC19 as posted previously).
The Fanged and the Furious! - ADM Adam d20+29=36 d20+29=32 d20+29=38 d20+29=30 d20+25=42 d6+5=11 d20+25=40 d20+25=31 d6+5=11 d20+19=24 d20+19=37 d20+19=39 d20+19=36 d20+14=28 d20+9=29 2d8(4+7)+3=14 2d8(4+8)+3=15 2d8(1+6)+3=10 d20+25=41 d6+5=10 Thursday April 13th, 2006 5:52:42 AM
With impeccable timing, Ingrge casts his prepared spell just before the four werewolves on the road reach the group. Large rubbery Black Tentacles erupt from the ground beneath them (in a twenty-foot radius) and lash about - threatening to crush them. Unfortunately, the three werewolves in front (h1, h4, and h5) clear the area, albeit slowly. The rear werewolf, however, is tripped (it failed its save with a natural 1) and is quickly forced to the ground and grappled by the tentacles. { OOC: Ingrge: please roll damage. }
The two werewolf scouts furthest North (h7 and h8) kick into a sprint and circle behind the main group. With glowing red eyes, they prepare to attack.
Meanwhile, the main group focuses their attacks on the first werewolf (h1). Gunther is standing ready and swings his axe at the beast's torso. However, the werewolf anticipates his attack and sidesteps it - even as it attempts to free itself from the tentacles. Brother Bertram steps in and slices across the werewolf's cheek sending a single line of blood spattering over Milo's clothing. K'Nara quickly follows through with an attack of her own and connects - her bastard sword igniting in a fiery blaze as she cuts into its left-arm. Snarling, it leaps to the side and completely frees itself of the tentacles. { OOC: Gunther, please make a free attack (AoO) as it moves past you. }
Falin notes the large werewolf scout (h3) moving towards Ingrge and himself, and slowly knocks an arrow from his hiding place. At the same time he realises it has spotted Ingrge, and watches it leap towards his companion with it's hideous jaws stretched wide-open. Ingrge tries to fend off the sudden attack, but the werewolf bites deeply into his shoulder and, with its teeth still clenched shut, it rips its head backwards (AC: 41 | Dam: 10 | Ingrge, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15).
Lian easily attracts the attention of the werewolves as he casts Enlarge Person on himself. The werewolf scout to the East (h2) closes ground and lunges forwards with its jaws gnashing. Lian tries to swat its head away, but the creature snaps at his arm and tears his flesh with its teeth (AC: 42 | Dam. 11 | Lian, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). From behind him, Lian notices another werewolf (h5) free itself from the tentacles and confidently pad towards him. With its long reach it swipes at Lian with its claws, slicing across his neck with one swift movement (AC: 40 | Dam: 11). Warm blood trickles down his neck and under his clothing. Then, suddenly ...
LIAN ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Lian hears movement to his right, but sees nothing. Before he can give this any further thought, the air itself strikes his stomach hard, doubling him over (AC: 37 | Dam: 14). A frightening breath later and he is hit again - seemingly by nothingness. This time the blow catches him full in the face, breaking teeth, his nose, and both of his cheeks (Critical hit, AC: 39/36 | Dam: 25 | As Lian didn't have time to cast both Enlarge Person and Bear's Endurance in Round 1, his hit point total is -6. Please roll d% to stabilise Lian's bleeding). }
Lian stumbles backwards, before crumpling awkwardly to the ground. His face oozes with blood, and is no longer recongnisable. From across the swamp, the group may notice (on a Spot check vs. DC: 10) that his body is lying deathly still.
The two werewolves standing over his limp body growl menacingly as they flex their large claws and stare at Milo.
{ OOC: Please post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Ingrge: AC 33: HP112/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed d20+17=25 d20+16=29 d6+4=7 d6+7=13 d20+16=28 d20+16=26 d20+12=24 d6+7=12 d6+7=12 d20+18=36 d6+5=9 d20+18=30 12d6(5+2+3+4+1+4+5+1+5+6+5+4)=45 Thursday April 13th, 2006 2:03:30 PM
Tentacles damage 7 points
Staff already in hand Ingrge activates his boots of speed (free action) and takes his attack of opporunity as the werewolf charges him and smacks him solidly with his mithril and quicksilver headed and footed staff (see PC sheet) AC 29 for 13 points of damage, just before the beast bites into him (Fortitude roll - DC25).
As the beast rips backward tearing Ingrge's flesh, the weapon mage gets angry and lashes out with his staff three more times landing solidly twice and sending two spells channeling down into the beast as well (weapon Casting). With his third swing Ingrge just misses the hairy creature.
AC 28 for 12 points and Ray of enfeeblement (no save - Spell resistance DC 36 - loss of 9 points of strength, which should reduce attack and damage bonuses) AC 26 for 12 points and scorching ray - No saving throw - Spell resistance DC 30 - 45 points damage)
Total attack damage 37 Spell damage - 9 points of strength and 45 points damage
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+18=20 d20+13=25 d20+18=37 d8+2=8 Thursday April 13th, 2006 2:47:28 PM
Falin curses his slow reflexes under his breath and fires upon the werewolf (h3) that just smote his friend.
AC 20 Misses AC 25 Misses AC 37 for 8 points of damage
After that Falin drops his bow and draws his rapier in his right hand and an immoveable rod in his left.
Lian d100=44 Thursday April 13th, 2006 3:04:53 PM
The elf has no time to do much. He drops with a *squelching* sound and a gurgling moan.
(OOC: Um, what! Lian would have had reach when the wolves attacked. Wouldn't that have given him attacks of opportunity when they entered/passed the threat range?)
44%
Obviously he didn't have time to cast both spells in one round! I thought the map posting was your Wednesday post since that was your ONLY post that day, so logically I posted for that day. Sorry if I screwed up!
K'Nara (AC31, HP 124; non-detection) d20+19=27 d10+8=9 d6=2 d20+14=18 Thursday April 13th, 2006 4:12:21 PM
K'Nara grits her teeth and begins her dance, her awareness of the tentacles and the especially-fatal consequences of fighting werewolves putting a distinct damper in her steps.
(OOC: sheesh, what rolls! K'Nara's first blow--directed at H8--hits AC27 for 9hpd and 2hp fire damage. The second blow misses by a mile.)
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 d20+14=29 d20+14=21 d8+7=14 d8+7=11 Thursday April 13th, 2006 8:23:18 PM
Bertram swings twice more hoping the magical blade will have its effect on the wicked beast.
(OOC H1 Hits Armor Class 29, 21 respectively 14hp, 11hp)
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. h8) d20+20=31 d20+21=37 6d6(6+3+2+1+6+5)=23 2d6(5+2)=7 d4+4=7 Thursday April 13th, 2006 8:51:31 PM
Milo easily tumbles between the pair of werewolves next to him, into a flanking position opposite K'nara (M19, attacking h8). From here, Milo launches his initial assault, smiting the creature good. (OOC: Made a Tumble check DC 31 to tumble between the two werewolves. Hit AC 37 to sneak attack for 37 hit points of damage assuming thre creature is evil, otherwise only 30 points of damage are done.)
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+16=22 d20+16=22 d20+11=28 d8+7=15 2d6(5+3)=8 Thursday April 13th, 2006 11:48:04 PM
Gunther lashes out as the werewolf moves past, but can't connect with the bugger (AC22). His arms beginning to shake, the warrior fumbles his first blow against the wolf man in front of him. Firming up his resolve, Gunther has better success with his second attack (AC28 for 15+8 if evil).
Active spells Nondection---??rds/??rds remaining Bless Weapon---25rds/30rds remaining
OOC: Quick Fixes - ADM Adam Friday April 14th, 2006 2:39:11 AM
This may be down to my inexperience as a DM, but my post on Wednesday was primarily to encourage everyone to post their actions/movements in the first round (adding the updated map was an afterthought). I apologise to the four players who did post on time, and 'lost' a post this week. Lian, you definitely didn't screw up, and I may defer to DM Donna on a decision as to whether or not you should have been able to cast Bear's Endurance, or not.
I can see I've also overlooked two important rules in my last post - and I'm happy to wind the clock back to fix them. Please bare with me a moment. The first is Lian's AoO's - sorry Lian - please make free attacks on the two werewolf foes within your reach (h2 and h5). These attacks may influence the outcome previously stated. However, until you post your results otherwise, I will continue as if you have still fallen.
The second oversight is the movement of werewolf (h4), who is currently occupying squares M20, M21, N20, and N21 (a 10 ft square). This position is not possible, taking into account half-movement caused by the tentacles. The werewolf's actual position should be N21, N22, O21, and O22. As such, this werewolf is still half-within the black tentacled area (but, not grappled), and will need to roll again next round to free itself. I believe the two other affected werewolves (h1 and h5) made correct movements.
I'll make a full post as soon as I've processed all of your attacks, and theirs. Apologies for the confusion - particularly to Lian and Ingrge.
Lian (Resolution of AoO) d20+25=35 d20+15=26 3d8(2+6+8)+6=22 Friday April 14th, 2006 10:26:25 AM
Lian only gets one attack since he doesn't possess Combat Reflexes. As for the spell Bears Endurance, lets see what Donna says. :)
Making an Improved Trip attempt.[size large +4, trip +4](Hits AC 35 for trip) If the werewolf is tripped I get a free attack vs opponent. Stunning Attack. Hits AC 26. (DC 22 fort or be stunned for a round) For 22 damage.
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min36sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 48sec) Bear's Endurance??? (cast, 3mins???)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*???, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks One used Hero Points 9
OOC: AoO Resolution - ADM Adam d20+17=21 Friday April 14th, 2006 11:18:13 AM
Lian's melee touch attack against the werewolf (h2) succeeds (AC: 35). According to Woldian Special Attack rules, Lian must now make a Strength check opposed by the werewolf's Trip DC (DC: 25). If Lian beats the werewolf's Trip DC, it falls heavily to the ground and does not make it's above-mentioned bite attack. This would restore 11 hp to Lian's character sheet, and would leave the elven monk standing with 5 hp (it would also negate the need to roll a Fort. saving throw). The werewolf, on the other hand, would lie prone, but not before being struck forcefully by Lian on its way down (AC: 26 | Dam: 22 | and Fort: 21 = Stunned).
{ OOC: So, the fate of Lian rests on his Strength roll (vs. DC: 25). }
Lian's Opposed Strength d20+14=29 Friday April 14th, 2006 12:09:09 PM
Str 29! I have 5 points... I don't see them lasting long... but I have 5 whole Hit Points. :)
OOC: One More Chance! - ADM Adam Sunday April 16th, 2006 12:01:51 PM
@Lian: I do believe you are now due a full action from Round 2 (make it count!). Also, please roll Spot and Listen.
Round 3 will follow immediately after. I apologise for the delay, and wish you all a happy holiday.
Lian d20+9=25 d20+19=35 Sunday April 16th, 2006 3:46:47 PM
Um, oh yeaaaah! No suprise roll!
(Spot 25 and Listen 35)
Crossing my pointed ears!
For a full action, can I get off that spell now? :)
Lian Sunday April 16th, 2006 3:48:41 PM
OOC: Sorry folks for taking up valuable time!!
((Jan ooc)) Sunday April 16th, 2006 6:35:17 PM
((Hey folks, sorry about the missed week, I'll be back posting for Olana tomorrow. That surgery took longer that I thought to get through. Adam - you okay holding the fort? Looks like Donna's had to go into hospital.))
Jerry Monday April 17th, 2006 8:35:29 AM
OK folks, Donna is in the hospital. Not life-threatening, but she's there. So I need to activate the ADM here until further notice. ADM, you're on!
Thanks and pray for Donna and Jan.
Jay B(Lian) the official ADM Monday April 17th, 2006 9:42:32 AM
OOC: Okay Adam, I am to assume that since you are doing the combat, that you have the whole thing available to you?!
I do not have the module. So when the combat is over, we're stuck.
I can cobble something together after the combat, but it won't be anything relating to the module.
Lets see what happens.
Get well Donna!!!
Olana (69 HPs) Monday April 17th, 2006 11:50:54 AM
At K'Nara's cry of "Pick 'em off!", Olana's hands move toward her sword, and her daggers, and then the quiver of arrows slung over her shoulder. Instinct was to fight, reflex was to do it as quickly as possible, adrenalin was jolting through her muscles. She was all set except for the analysis and decision making thought processes. This wasn't just walking somewhere, or sitting down. If she was going to act, she'd need someone to direct her. Confused, she raises herself into a partial crouching position.
The remaining two werewolves trapped in the black tentacles (h4 and h6) break free. The furthest werewolf (h6) makes to retreat, or swing around the swamp to the East. Meanwhile, the one nearest Milo (h4) lurches forward and snaps at him with its powerful jaws (AC: 41 | Dam: 7 | Milo, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). The other large werewolf near Milo (h8) ignores K'Nara and swings at the halfling with both its claws before snapping at him with its bite attack (AC: 31, 44, 39 | Dam: 7, 9, 10 | Again, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15).
Brother Bertram swings his magical blade at the werewolf behind him (h7). The werewolf snarls and clutches its chest where a line of blood oozes down its fur. { OOC: (h1) would have been beyond Brother Bertram's reach without him moving. I have directed his attack at (h7) instead. } In retaliation, the werewolf lashes back with both its claws (AC: 32, 26 | Dam: 9, -). It strikes with its left clawed hand, but misses with its right. In frustration it lunges at Brother Bertram with its jaws open (AC: 39 | Dam: 10 | Brother Bertram, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). Successful, it tears into his arm with its teeth.
Falin easily embeds an arrow in the werewolf attacking Ingrge (h3). He then drops his bow and takes up his rapier and an immoveable rod.
Meanwhile, Ingrge all but greases the werewolf before him. After his first spell, the werewolf's muscle tissue visibly deteriorated before the mage's eyes. After the second, it momentarily dropped to one odd-jointed-knee before righting itself. With frightening determination, it now steps up for another attack with both its claws flashing (AC: 38, 36 | Dam: 4, 2). Connecting with both attacks, it growls before also attempting to bite Ingrge (AC: 26). However, Ingrge bats its head aside with his staff and it misses.
Gunther adapts to the werewolf's movements (h1) and connects with his second blow - sending a tuft of fur and a stream of blood into the swamp. Its red eyes flash, and it launches itself at Gunther in a frenzy (AC: 41, 28, 30 | Dam: 6, 6, 7 | Gunther, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). It slashes Gunther with both its claws before clamping down onto his chest with its bloodied teeth.
K'Nara swivels on the werewolf attacking Milo (h8) and attacks. Her first blow misses, but her second cuts the beast's tail clean off.
Still hidden, Olana wishes she had some direction.
His life balancing on the edge of a blade, Lian manages to stun the werewolf before him and cast a spell (increasing his current hit points to 29). The werewolf behind Lian snorts at its resilient foe. It claws at him and gnashes with its teeth (AC: 36, 27, 44 | Dam: 9, -, 9 | Lian, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). As he ducks the werewolf's second blow he notices something odd:
LIAN ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Lian notices boot-prints in the mud beside him. Even as he watches new ones appear - though there is no one there to be making them. From out of nowhere he is again struck by the air (AC: 36, 30, 28 | Dam: 13, -, -). Just before he blacks out and slams into the mud, he hears a feminine voice whisper in his ear: "How does it feel, prey ... to die!"}
Suddenly, Lian drops face-first to the mud and does not move (Spot DC: 10, to notice).
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
K'Nara (AC: 31, HP: 124; non-detection) - posted by ADM Adam d20+21=37 d20+16=30 d10+8=15 d6=3 d10+8=12 d6=3 Monday April 17th, 2006 2:46:39 PM
K'Nara notices Lian's body in the mud. She forces back her fear for his life and roars the information to the rest of the group: "Lian's down!"
She then follows through with two quick attacks on the werewolf she and Milo are flanking (h8). Her sword ignites and she slashes across the back of the beast's legs (AC: 37, 30 | Dam: 15+3, 12+3).
Total damage: 33 points.
{ OOC: Get well soon Donna. }
Ingrge: AC 33: HP106/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed 10d6(5+6+4+4+5+6+3+5+6+6)=50 d20+12=27 d6+7=13 d3=2 Monday April 17th, 2006 2:58:16 PM
Using a free action Ingrge yealls back to Olana, "Olana shoot arrows at the beast attacking Brother Bertram."
Hearing K'nara's call and seeing Lian fall to the ground Ingrge knows that Milo and K'nara are both shorter than six feet tall so, he sends a spell arcing over that way (targeting square K20, 26ft above ground) and suddenly a fireball comes into being, catching anything taller than 6 ft tall in its fiery explosion (should catch H8,H5,H4,H2) 50 points each reflex save for 25 points Reflex DC 22. Quickly bringing his focus back to the opponent in front of him he strikes out at him with his staff (using the extra attack from boots of speed) connecting solidly AC 27 for 13 points and sending a finger of ice (ray of frost) streaking out at the beast as well (weapon casting - weapon mage feat) for an additional 2 points of ice damage.
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 31/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance) d20+13=15 Monday April 17th, 2006 3:46:28 PM
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min30sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 42sec) Bear's Endurance??? (cast, 2mins 54secs)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks One used Hero Points 9
The monk seems ready to give the werewolves a fight, then, just as suddenly, he's useless.
(FORT SAVE 15, 19 if enchantment)
Brother Bertram (AC 28 HP 65) 11d6(4+5+5+2+4+1+6+6+4+6+6)=49 d20+11=26 Monday April 17th, 2006 7:28:37 PM
Bertram jerks his arms away from the slavering creature and immediately cries out in a loud voice heard over the entire battlefield. Strange liquid syllables ring out then fade from memory, lost almost immediately. Suddenly with a roar a column of fire drops from the sky enveloping two of the wolves. (Flamestrike N22-should envelope H4/H5 without injuring nearby companions. Damage was 49. Please note. Half damage is sustained no matter what due to DIVINE Fire. So if they save they should take 3/4 damage not half. (Reflex DC 22)
Gunther AC28 HP64/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+16=22 d20+11=20 d20+8=15 Monday April 17th, 2006 10:44:12 PM
Gunther howls in pain as the werewolf rips into him. His body shudders and he is barely able to repell whatever attempts to contaminate his body (Fort=15). Swinging the newly found axe down once more, Gunther fumbles with it and misses the werewolf alltogther. Swearing loudly in orcish, the warrior brings the axe up in a defensive posture ready for another assult from the beast.
Active spells Nondection---??rds/??rds remaining Bless Weapon---24rds/30rds remaining
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+16=32 d20+11=20 d6+2=8 Monday April 17th, 2006 11:03:02 PM
Falin closes with h3 and attacks with his rapier.
AC 32 for 8 points of damage
His second swing arcs wide.
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. h8: hp 46/79) d20+12=18 d20+12=30 d20+21=30 d20+16=27 8d6(1+2+1+6+2+5+2+4)=23 8d6(1+5+2+6+4+1+4+1)=24 d4+4=5 d4+4=8 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 12:35:10 AM
Blood caking Milo's clothes and hair from the bites, the halfling sports a feral grin up at the werewolf, "Time to die." His short sword lashes out, connected twice in vital spots. (OOC: Made both Fort saves DC 18 and 30. Hit AC 30 and AC 27 for 28 and 32 points of damage respectively.)
Fire in the Sky! - ADM Adam d20+12=28 d20+12=27 d20+12=29 d20+12=15 d20+12=20 d20+12=24 d20+25=45 d20+25=38 d20+25=27 d6+5=10 d6+5=11 d20+25=35 d20+25=30 d20+25=37 d6+5=7 d6+5=7 d6+5=9 d20+25=32 d20+25=43 d20+25=40 d6+5=8 d6+5=11 d6+5=6 d20+14=22 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 9:42:56 AM
The werewolf next to Lian's still body (h2) stands up just in time for Ingrge's spectacular spell.
With a sudden rush of air, the sky above Milo explodes in a ball of fire. Engulfed by the flames, four of the werewolves (h2, h4, h5, and h8) gurgle out agonising howls. Moments later, a column of fire lances the earth from on high, intensifying the fire trap for two of the werewolves (h4 and h5).
Taking this as their golden opportunity, K'Nara cuts the legs out from under the werewolf beside her (h8). It drops to the ground - its skin sizzling and its fur on fire in places. It does not move again.
Milo was just about to deal the fatal blow to the same werewolf. "Time to ..." He watches it drop to the ground and sighs. Adjusting his footing, he looks at the werewolf to his right (h4). "Time to die!" His first swing spills the werewolf's guts. His second runs right through the beast's chest. The werewolf behind it (h5) ignores the fact that its fur is also on fire and steps forward (a 5-foot step). It lunges forward with its claw and bite attacks, and Milo is surprised by the distance it manages to cover (AC: 45, 38, 27 | Dam: 10, 11, -). It connects with both its claws, while its jaws snap shut meagre inches away from his face.
Olana takes up her bow and stares at the burning heap of a werewolf near K'Nara and Milo. She then turns her attention to the werewolf attacking Brother Bertram.
Brother Bertram prepares to defend himself as the werewolf next to him takes a 5-foot step backwards and lashes out (AC: 35, 30, 37 | Dam: 7, 7, 9 | Brother Bertram, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). Its claws rake across his shoulders and afford it enough time to bite his other arm. It then pulls back and stares at him with its glowing red eyes - its hideous mouth dripping with blood.
The werewolf next to Gunther (h1) also takes a 5-foot step backwards. It snorts in Gunther's direction before turning and attacking Falin (AC: 32, 43, 40 | Dam: 8, 11, 6 | Falin, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). Scratch marks bleed from Falin's chest, and a large bite marks his shoulder.
Falin and Ingrge notice the large werewolf (h6) run at them from the South. It stops short, just out of their reach, and howls loudly. The sound echoes out over the swamp-land.
Lian lies deathly still in the mud, except for the blood slowly pooling beneath him. Lian, please roll d% to stabilise your bleeding.
{ OOC: The large werewolves have a reach of 10-feet. }
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Falin (AC 24, hps 36/61) (non-detection) d20+6=13 d20+16=30 d20+11=25 d6+2=6 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 1:59:45 PM Fort save 13
Falin cries out in pain and turns to swing at his attacker.
AC 30 for 6 hp
With his first swing connecting the pain Falin feels in his chest wound is too much to bear and his concentration is broke enough for him to miss on the second swing.
Olana Hp 69 AC 27 d20+12=20 d20+12=29 d20+7=25 d20+7=9 d8+2=4 d8+2=4 d8+2=10 d8+2=8 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 2:13:46 PM
Olana's ears pick up Ingrge's voice and she rises up and starts firing at the werewolf clawing away at Brother Bertram. Hits AC 20 for 4 Hits AC 29 for 4 Hits AC 25 for 10 Hits AC 9 for 8
Lian d100=82 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 2:48:03 PM
82%
Unconcious dream.
Lian's flying over the Culverwood on a pegasis. They fly low. Lian sees his old home, his parents standing outside, his father tending the vines, his mother tending the gardens. They climb and climb, Lian holds on tight to the mane, but he has a poor grip and slips off, falling, falling.... falling....
Ingrge: AC 33: HP106/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed Tuesday April 18th, 2006 7:04:03 PM
Quickly backing up to Z16, Ingrge casts a spell on H6 (Charm Monster - Will Save, DC 24) (move action standard action)
If/When Ingrge realizes that his spell takes hold (which should be immediately if it works) Ingrge will instruct the beast to defend Falin and himself from beast H1
Gunther AC28 HP64/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+16=26 d8+7=15 2d6(3+5)=8 d20+11=12 Tuesday April 18th, 2006 11:42:09 PM
"Hey, big ugly...over here!" Growling the big cat trainer as he steps forward (S19) and slashes into the werewolf (h7) with his axe. The first strike hammers home (AC26 for 15+8). Blood flowing from his fresh wounds work their way down to his hand, and he fumbles his second attack, almost dropping the axe.
Lian for this round d100=15 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 4:55:43 PM
(OOC: Sorry fo the out-of-sequence-post, but I work graveyard and need to sleep now.)
Rolling to stablize, probably for the last time, 15%. (I should probably think about using a couple of hero points. :))
{ OOC: ADM Adam: Not to worry, thanks to Brother Bertram and his Mass Cure Moderate Wounds spell (see below), Lian is back in the game! }
Brother Bertram AC28 HP 42 2d8(5+6)+11=22 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 7:32:55 PM
Bertram staggers back from the beast's onslaught. Quickly calling upon the power of Domi and Gargul yet again he prays for protection and healing of himself and his friends.
(Cure Mass Moderate Heals everyone 22HP. Subbed for spell..Blade Barrier)
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. h5: hp 25/79) d20+19=37 d20+14=28 d4+4=5 d4+4=8 2d8(4+6)=10 2d8(4+6)=10 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 8:38:11 PM
Milo steps up to the nearest werewolf (h5), and grins as his sword goes to work. (OOC: Moved 5 feet to M20, and hit ACs 37 and 28 for 15 and 18 points of damage respectively)
K'Nara (AC: 31, HP: 124; non-detection) - posted by ADM Adam d20+19=36 d20+14=28 d10+8=15 d6=2 d10+8=12 d6=6 Wednesday April 19th, 2006 11:24:39 PM
K'Nara watches Milo bring down the large werewolf in front of him (h5). She quickly surveys the battle and decides she must do two things: continue to provide Milo with some support, and reach Lian. Rushing forward she meets the other werewolf (h2) head-on. Flames flicker across the length of her blade and she swings twice (AC: 36, 28 | Dam: 15+2, 12+6).
Brother Bertram raises his hand to the grey sky above, praying for protection and healing. He patiently waits a moment. Suddenly, his body radiates with positive energy and he is lifted slightly off his feet. Concentrating, he focuses on his companions, and his eyes and hands glow a faint blue. Uttering another silent word, he then sends seven thin lines streaking through the air. { OOC: Everyone is each healed 22 hit points, including Lian. }
Gunther steps alongside Bertram, calling for the attention of the werewolf hulking over them (h7). Swinging his axe, Gunther connects with the hybrid's rump, giving it good reason to limp. Yelping, the werewolf does its best to brush the distraction aside and attacks Brother Bertram (AC: 45, 43, 27 | Dam: 7, 6, -). It slashes at him with both of its claws - tearing flesh, but two of Olana's arrows thud into its neck and its jaws snap shut prematurely.
Falin steps forward and twirls his rapier - whipping the blade across the werewolf's face and neatly cutting it's cheek open. In retaliation, the werewolf (h6) flexes its claws and roars. Swinging, it makes to attack him ...
... at the same time, Ingrge hustles backwards and splashes through a large, but shallow, pool of swampy-green water. He utters several words and gestures at the same werewolf (h6) ...
... Falin sees the blow coming, and tries to deflect it with his rapier. However, at the last moment, the werewolf (h6) pulls back with a look of confusion contorting its lupine features. Staring blankly at Falin, it sniffs the air and absently scratches at the wound on its face. Then it again springs into action, brushing Falin aside with its broad right-arm. Swivelling on the spot, Falin notices the other werewolf (h1) swing through the air where his head had just been. The odd-behaving werewolf that just protected him then launches itself at the other werewolf, and the two beasts lock together in a viscious brawl - gnashing at each other with their deadly jaws.
In the swamp, Ingrge smiles quietly to himself.
FALIN ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Falin's skin begins to itch. Slowly, the itching gets worse. And worse still. Fear grips his stomach and he hesitantly lifts his gaze skywards. His stomach knots in pain: a full moon shines. }
Milo hacks at the next werewolf in line (h5), severing its hand with his first attack and puncturing its chest with his second. Gurgling, the shapechanger drops in a heap before the halfling - quite dead. Standing on its brother, another werewolf (h2) lurches towards Milo and attacks (AC: 36 | Dam: 8 | Milo, please roll Fort. vs. DC: 15). Teeth marks bleed from Milo's arm and shoulder as the werewolf prepares to attack him again. Suddenly ...
MILO ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { The air itself seems to lash out at the halfling (AC: 32, 22, 30, 36 [possible crit: 18], 22 | Dam: 11, -, 14, 15, -). With Brother Bertram's healing, Milo has 47 hit points. Minus a total of 48 hit points in damage this round, Milo drops to the ground with -1 hit points. Please roll d% to stabilise Milo's bleeding. }
... Milo drops to the ground, broken and bleeding. He does not move (please make spot rolls: K'Nara and Lian DC: 5, or everyone else DC: 10, to notice).
As K'Nara runs at the werewolf that just attacked Milo (h2), it notices her out of the corner of its eye and swings with its long arm (AoO, AC: 42 | Dam: 9). The blow catches K'Nara in the shoulder, but she clenches her teeth shut and fights against the pain. Continuing on with her attack, she rips into its chest with her fiery sword - wounding it severely.
Lian opens his eyes and gasps for breath. Taking in a mouthful of mud, he sputters and rolls onto his side. From his prone position, he looks up and notices a large werewolf (h2) standing over him.
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+16=19 d20+11=24 Thursday April 20th, 2006 9:51:22 AM
Falin runs his hands along his arms as if scratching something not there, but forces the thought out of his head as he focuses back on the fight about to unfold in front of him and decides to help out the newly found ally. Falin strikes out at H1, but with the creatures so closely locked together he is unble to get a good angle on H1.
AC 19 AC 24
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 19/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance) d20+19=35 d20+14=30 d20+19=29 3d8(8+1+3)+7=19 d20+19=20 d20+14=31 3d8(3+4+3)+7=17 Thursday April 20th, 2006 10:58:00 AM
Snatched from death by his brethren, Lian sees the werewolf over him, and not thinking twice about his position, he attempts to attack the beast.
Attacking from his prone position, Lian attempts a Trip attack, flanking with K'Nara. (Flurry of Blows, Trip attempt hitting AC 35, Strength check 30, Stunning attack 29 for 19 damage, follow up attacks, AC 20 (a miss) and 31 for 17 damage)[OOC: I'm feeling like I missed an attack in there somewhere. Oh well.]Adam, please confirm my hit point total.
{ OOC: ADM Adam: Lian has 19 hit points. }
(Jay B - Thanks Adam.)
Olana Hp 69 AC 27 d20+12=27 d20+12=20 d20+7=8 d20+7=23 d8+2=8 d8+2=4 d8+2=9 d8+2=3 Thursday April 20th, 2006 1:46:23 PM
Olana blinks, and a broad, idiot grin appears on her face. Again, her arms and shoulders bear the brunt of the exercise as she lets fly with more arrows toward the werewolf (H7)
Hits AC 27 for 8 Dam Hits AC 20 for 4 Dam Hits AC 8 for 9 Dam (sheesh typical) Hits AC 23 for 3 Dam
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+16=28 d8+7=11 2d6(6+3)=9 d20+11=22 Thursday April 20th, 2006 4:04:17 PM
Flushed and fluster, Gunther decided to give the bulky axe one more try before ditching it. Taking another set of swings at the pesky werewolf in front of him (h7), Gunther hits again with his first strike (AC28 for 11+9), but still can't connect with his second blow. Spewing out a stream of orcish curses that would make even his mother blush, Gunther vows to ditch the axe next round and go with what he knows...his two-bladed sword.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 51 2d8(8+6)+11=25 Thursday April 20th, 2006 6:47:42 PM
Between attacks by the beast, Bertram realizes the Talons are taking a beating and again calls upon his partron Gods, for healing and for guidance.
(OOC Cure Moderate, Mass 25HP healed for everyone. Substitute Bulls Strength Mass)
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed 10d6(6+3+5+3+4+5+6+5+4+5)=46 Thursday April 20th, 2006 7:12:55 PM
Ingrge takes a step to Y 15 and then targeting above the 6 ft height again lines up H2 & H7 and lets loose with a lightening bolt that fries everything in its 5 ft wide path for 120 feet 46 points 23 points if reflex save DC 23
Brother Bertram raises his arm to the sky and again prays for healing. In a similar fashion as before, seven thin streaks of blue-white light shoot from his hands towards each of his companions. { OOC: Everyone is each healed 25 hit points, including Milo. }
A lightning bolt arcs just above the battle, and the group focuses their attacks on the two werewolves not brawling with each other (h2 and h7). They are dead moments later.
Taking stock of what has just occurred, Milo and Lian get up on their feet - with K'Nara's help.
INGRGE ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { From out of nowhere the air itself slams into Ingrge's chest - temporarily knocking the wind out of his lungs (AC: 39 | Dam: 16 | Please roll a very important Fort. save. }}
K'NARA ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: {{ OOC: Oops! I wish I'd known about K'nara's sword earlier - I don't have her CS. } - Amalee is attacking Ingrge from square: X15. }
The remaining two werewolves (h1 and h6) continue to brawl. The sounds of growling, barking, gnashing and thumping echo out across the swamp.
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 62/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance) Friday April 21st, 2006 5:38:23 AM
Brushing off the mud, Lian stands(move action). For a moment he hums with power and then it fades. (Wholeness of Body, healing for 18, standard action.)
Lian looks at the battle, clenching his massive fists, which start to glow with a faint fire. (Blessed Hands, free action)
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min18sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 30sec) Bear's Endurance (cast, 2mins 36secs) Bless Weapon (Hand of Domi ability)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 2 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection, Bless Weapon Oil) d20+17=26 d8+8=10 6=3 Friday April 21st, 2006 11:24:59 AM
Gunther's breath catches in his chest as the air a mere 5 inches from the top of his head sizzles with electricity. His white hair standing on edge, Gunther grumbles "Dat vas a little closer dan I vould have preferred." All of the opponents around him dead and not one of them by his hands! Gunther looks at the axe in his hands. "Dis is all your fault!" he growls as he drops the axe to the ground. Snapping his fingers, his two bladed sword appears instantly in his right hand and it's blades sizzle with fire and electricity. A spring in his step, he moves over to help out Falin (V22), Gunther lashes out at H1, slicing very efficiently into his body (AC26 for 10+3flame).
Olana Hp 69 AC 27 d20+12=15 d20+12=20 d20+7=20 d20+7=9 d8+2=3 d8+2=5 d8+2=7 d8+2=6 Friday April 21st, 2006 8:44:26 PM
Completely oblivious to the fact that the creature is dead, Olana continues to fire arrows at the corpse of the dead werewolf (H7). Body, instinct and reflexes are getting into the swing of it now, and are having a good time of it.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed d20+17=37 d20+18=37 Friday April 21st, 2006 9:04:06 PM
(OOC. Geesh do all of Ingrge's opponents just ignore his misdirection spell?)
Ingrge watches as he frazzles Gunther's hair and zaps to more Werewolves. Just after the bolt leaves he yells, "Make sure to cut their heads..... OWWWWWWWWW!!"
Suddenly Ingrge is slammed hard from nowhere. Momentarily losing his breath, (Fort save DC37 Natural 20 :>)Yea me! ) he immediately casts a spell (Bigby's Interposing Hand) which should keep his opponent off of him and occupied for a while.
He then yells out loud, "Waards Hairy Back! HELP me !!! I think there is an invisible vampire (knowledge Arcana DC 37) on the loose here.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- see invisibility, command undead(2),
3rd- fireball, lightening bolt
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+16=23 d20+11=20 Friday April 21st, 2006 11:36:27 PM
Taking stock of the situation now that the two remaining werewolves are fighting one another. He strikes out at H1 again.
Something breaks Falin's concentration andhe misses both times.
K'Nara (AC31, hp 124; non-detection) d20+19=32 d10+8=11 d6=3 Saturday April 22nd, 2006 12:57:29 PM
K'Nara made sure that both Milo and Lian were all right, but even as she did so, a flurry of movement near Ingrge caught her eye:
There was a lone werewolf attacking Ingrge!
With a blood-curdling yell, the blade singer launched herself at the cursed cur, hefting her flaming blade as she did so, intending to hack the beastie to pieces...
(OOC: K'Nara is charging; I'm not quite sure about the distance she is covering, though--according to my reckoning she just barely makes the maximum distance allowed in a round and can still get in one attack...however, this IS a DM decision, and so I will defer to DM Adam's ruling on that.
K'Nara's rolls: attack roll is 32 + 4 for the charge = AC36; damage rolls = 11hpd + 3hp fire damage.)
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 76 Saturday April 22nd, 2006 2:03:20 PM
Bertram hears Ingrge's cry and responds as best he can. "Olana cut off the dead wolves heads with your sword! Quickly!" He hopes she is able to follow his direction. He then murmurs something quietly and begins looking in the direction of Ingrge, slowly and carefully. (OOC Detect Undead)
Milo (AC 29; hp 23/79) d20+12=29 Saturday April 22nd, 2006 8:11:13 PM
Standing up with sword in hand, Milo shakes his head groggily and heads toward the remaining werewolf. (Q20) (OOC: Ah... I see my error in math. Thanks for pointing that out. Made the Fort save DC 29)
Brother Bertram OOC Saturday April 22nd, 2006 8:37:57 PM
Milo at the same time you were being hit Bertram used another Mass cure spell and healed you for 25 on top of the previous 22 healed the round before. So dont die just yet please ;)
Lian Monday April 24th, 2006 4:02:11 PM
OOC: Was hoping to post before bed. Oh well.
{ ADM Adam - OOC: I'm really sorry Lian. I had a bad case of brain-lag and forgot what day it was. }
Olana Hp 69 AC 27 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 12:00:38 AM
Wooden, but determined, Olana slings her bow and pulls her sword, and gets down to the grisly business of sawing off dead H7's head.
((Adam do you need me to roll for this?))
{ ADM Adam - OOC: No, that's fine Jan - it will take two rounds to cut through the beast's neck. }
Invisible Stalker! - ADM Adam d20+25=28 d20+25=35 d20+25=41 d6+5=10 d6+5=9 d6+5=11 d20+25=36 d6+5=11 d20+21=41 d20+21=30 2d8(7+1)+3=11 2d8(8+5)+3=16 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 12:50:19 AM
Locked in battle, the charmed werewolf (h6) manages to grab hold of the other werewolf's throat with its jaws. From behind, Gunther twirls his two-bladed sword and severs the pinned werewolf's spine - killing it instantly. The charmed werewolf eyes him for a moment, before turning in the direction of Ingrge.
Falin is distracted by his sudden skin irritation and misses two of his attacks against the now fallen werewolf (h1).
Milo moves into position, also watching Gunther drop his target (h1).
Lian heals himself and blesses his hands.
Olana fires several more arrows into the dead werewolf (h7) near Brother Bertram. Satisfied, she approaches it cautiously and sets about sawing its head off. Very quickly she is covered in dark blood.
Ingrge fends off the frightening attack and quickly casts his Interposing Hand spell. A shimmering hand, roughly 10-feet in diameter, flickers into existence and places itself between Ingrge and his invisible attacker. Ingrge takes a 5-foot step backwards to enable this.
INGRGE ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Wracking his brain for clues, Ingrge remembers reading somewhere that vampires can assume a gaseous form. However, that doesn't seem to align very well with the invisible foe he just encountered ... the attack itself had jarred his entire body so hard that vibrations had shuddered from his teeth to his toes. Thankfully nothing further came of it. Perhaps a simple Invisibility spell is at work here? }
Meanwhile, K'Nara roars out a battle-cry and charges straight towards Ingrge's attacker. Her swing connects with a thud and tears flesh. At the same time a husky feminine scream is heard.
K'NARA ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Amalee screams as K'Nara's sword tears across her waist. She clutches her stomach, but quickly composes herself, smiles at K'Nara and moves towards Brother Bertram (to square: R18; K'Nara may take an AoO). }
Brother Bertram casts Detect Undead and concentrates on the area surrounding Ingrge. { OOC: See yellow-haze on map. } However, he does not see anything.
BROTHER BERTRAM & K'NARA ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Suddenly the air itself lashes out at Brother Bertram - hitting him square in the solar plexus (AC: 41 = possible crit: 30 = critical hit! | Dam: 27 | Brother Bertram, please roll Fort. save vs. DC: 23 or be stunned for one-round). }
Brother Bertram staggers slightly, as if he has just been winded.
ALL: Please roll Spot and Listen rolls. If you beat DC: 15 ... Highlight to display spoiler: { You notice footprints in the mud and/or huffing noises beside Brother Bertram, in square: R18. }
{ OOC: Sorry for the delay - it's a public holiday here, and I thought I still had an extra day up my sleeve! }
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, Bigby's Interposing Hand Tuesday April 25th, 2006 6:54:02 AM
Ingrge pausing to catch his breath for one moment casts another quick spell and then moves toward the fray. See invisibility Move to square W 19 where he gets ready to go after their invisible foe.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),
3rd- fireball, lightening bolt
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
K'Nara (AC31; HP124; non-detection) d20+19=26 d10+8=9 d6=5 d20+1=5 d20=20 d20+19=22 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 9:03:19 AM
Rattled by the sudden toothy grin the werewolf beamed at her, K'Nara's aim with Lucia goes wide as the creature turns its attention towards Brother Bertram. (OOC: At least, I think it missed: blow hits AC26 for 9hpd & 5hp fire damage. K'Nara's Spot and Listen checks are 5 and 20, respectively.)
Snarling an epithet that calls the werewolf the female dog that she is, the tall blade singer follows her foe in battle, charging after Bertram's attacker (OOC moves to R17) and bringing Lucia to bear once more--completely missing the werewolf (again! sob! Only hits AC22.)
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 62/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance, Blessed Hands) d20+9=16 d20+19=34 d20+14=30 d20+14=34 d20+17=36 3d8(4+5+3)+7=19 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 11:03:38 AM
(Spot 16, Listen 34) Lian calls out to Bertram. "Bertram! She's near you! Watch out!" He then rushes to Bertram's side.
He attempts to splash the invisible target with mud. (Trip Attempt, AC 30, Strength check 34(nat 20), Stunning Attack AC 36, 19 damage)
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min12sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 24sec) Bear's Endurance (cast, 2mins 30secs) Bless Weapon (Hand of Domi ability)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 2 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 49 d20+11=30 d20+7=27 11d6(3+2+1+2+4+4+2+6+5+1+4)=34 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 1:40:37 PM
Bertram gasps as all the air is knocked from his body by this invisible attacker. Recovering quickly Bertram lashes back. Calling quickly upon the power of Gargul, Bertram again rains down fire upon the area where the attack came from. Even as the air is filled with fire, Bertram yells out, "Ware the muddy footprints!", and points to them.
(OOC Not stunned DC 30 Spot Check of 27 Flamestrike Damage 34, Save only reduces by 25% due to 3/4 being divine fire from the gods)
Olana HP 69 AC 27 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 6:36:14 PM
Olana continues to carve away at H7's head until it comes off. Her hands, arms and weapon are slick with dark blood and her clothing is splattered with it, but she doesn't seem to care over much about that.
(Anzac Day, Adam?)
{ ADM Adam - OOC: Yup. :-) I had Monday off as well - and so ends the last four-day weekend I'll enjoy for quite a while. }
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+2=17 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 9:03:35 PM
Falin moves over by Brother Bertram (S20) and begins to look for footprints.
Spot 17
Milo (AC 29; hp 23/79) d20+15=17 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 9:10:12 PM
Milo stops and stares at the attacks made by his compatriots, attempting to ascertain the location of the invisible attacker. (OOC: Spot check DC 17)
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection) d20+2=22 d20+17=32 d8+8=10 Tuesday April 25th, 2006 11:52:56 PM
Gunther spins at the sounds of all the shouting. Squinting, he sees K'nara heading toward Brother Bertram, sword raised to attack! Then he spots some muddy footprints, and even stranger...he sees a shimmer...an odd bending of the light, oddly enough in the shape of a large werewolf (Spot=nat.20!!)! He moves over to stand by Brother Bertram (S19) and takes a swipe at where the anomaly is (AC 32 for 10).
One by One - ADM Adam d100=8 d100=9 d100=22 d100=30 d100=33 d20+11=21 d20+21=31 d20+21=28 d20+21=40 d20+16=19 d20+11=31 d20+11=23 2d8(3+7)+3=13 2d8(2+4)+3=9 2d8(2+6)+3=11 2d8(6+8)+3=17 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 1:07:30 AM
The large shimmering hand in front of Ingrge pivots to the West as Ingrge casts a spell. Looking up, he is surprised to see ...
INGRGE (& K'NARA) ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Ingrge can see a werewolf attacking Brother Bertram from square: R18. Something familiar about the beast tugs at his mind, and then he realises - this is Amalee. }
... Moving closer, Ingrge also notices the large charmed werewolf (h6) at his side. It lowers its head in deference.
Olana cuts the last strand of sinewy tissue away from the beast's spine and lifts the large werewolf's head (h7) up to the sky. She is almost entirely covered in dark, sticky blood.
Brother Bertram recovers from the blow to his chest and immediately calls down a streak of fire from the sky. At the same time, K'Nara moves into the nigh-affected area and attempts to slash at the space in front of him. He tries to warn her, but too late - the flames burst in a 10-foot area (Dam: 34 | K'Nara, please make a Ref. save vs. DC: 22 for reduced Dam: 25).
K'NARA (& INGRGE) ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { The flames roil around Amalee's hybrid body, but appear to have little effect. In fact, she seems to take some delight in the ineffectiveness of the spell. Satisfied with her abilities, she turns on Brother Bertram and her arms quickly become a blur of strikes. }
Brother Bertram, and those near him, notice the brief outline of a figure within the flames (square: R18). Then, as quickly as the flames fade away, so too does the outline. Suddenly, Brother Bertram is hit hard multiple times (AC: 31, 28, 40, 19, 31 = possible crit: 23 | Dam: 13, 9, 11, -, 17, -). The flurry of blows sends Brother Bertram reeling and he drops heavily to the ground bleeding (a total of 50 points of damage reduces Brother Bertram to -1 hit points | Please roll d% to stabilise his bleeding).
Lian attempts to sweep attack the invisible foe, but misses. Leaping up he strikes the air with his long reach, but again does not connect with anything. Frustratingly, K'Nara and Gunther also miss their shared target.
K'NARA & INGRGE ONLY: Highlight to display spoiler: { Amalee takes a 5-foot step forwards, over Brother Bertram's limp body (square: R19). }
Gunther, Milo, Falin, and Lian notice footprints appear near Brother Bertram's limp body.
{ OOC: Please remember to post your current AC and HP totals after your character name. }
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, Bigby's Interposing Hand d20+16=34 d20+16=31 d20+16=30 12d6(3+5+1+4+4+6+2+5+4+6+5+5)=50 d20+16=36 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 7:38:49 AM
leveling his staff Ingrge sends three beams of light straight at Amalee. Scorching ray - ranged touch attacks ACs 34, 31, 30 for 50 points damage; NO Save - SR 36
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),
3rd- fireball, lightening bolt
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
K'Nara (AC31, hp124, non-detection) d100=18 2d8(8+3)+6=17 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 1:41:44 PM
K'Nara screeches in outrage upon seeing Brother Bertram fall. She immediately begins to chant in an elven-influenced language, reaching down to touch the sprawled cleric with a faintly-glowing hand...
(OOC: K'Nara is casting Cure Moderate Wounds. She rolls 18 vs. Spell Failure (had to beat 15%--whew!); the spell heals up 17hp on Bert.)
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 62/79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance, Blessed Hands) d20+15=27 d20+15=18 d20+15=24 d20+10=30 d20+10=17 3d8(3+1+3)+7=14 3d8(6+4+1)+7=18 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 1:56:56 PM
Lian swings frantically toward the spot he thinks the invisible attacker is.
(Flurry of Blows, all Stunning Attacks(fort DC 22), AC 27, 18, 24 and 30[natural 20](crit threat 17), for 14, miss, miss, 18(no crit) damage)
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min6sec) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 18sec) Bear's Endurance (cast, 2mins 24secs) Bless Weapon (Hand of Domi ability, at will)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 17 2d8(3+8)+11=22 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 4:44:23 PM
Bertram responds groggily to K'nara's healing touch, but then quicky realizes what must have happened. He quickly calls once again on his God's power. He sends out a call for healing yet again for himself and all his friends.
(Cure Moderate Wounds, Mass 22hp Healed. Subbed Undeath to Death)
Milo (AC 29; hp 45/79) d20+19=37 d100=72 d20+14=33 d100=85 2d6(4+4)=8 2d6(1+1)=2 d4+4=5 d4+4=5 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 8:29:33 PM
Noting the placement of the footprints, Milo strikes where he thinks Bertram's attacker might be standing. (OOC: Hit ACs 37 and 33 and rolled 72 and 85 percent on miss chance for an invisible opponent. If he hit Milo does 13 and 7 points of damage respectively)
Olana HP 69 AC 27 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 10:09:49 PM
Olana stands there holding the wolf head aloft for a moment. She then looks at her surroundings. There were more wolves, lying on the ground, and Bertram, too. Did they all need their heads removing?
Dropping the severed head, she sets off in Bert's direction. But he begins to stir, so she looks around for something dead to cut up, and approaches H2.
{ ADM Adam - OOC: Great post Jan! What a character! }
((LOL, thanks Adam. Luckily, Mark is used to my sense of humour.))
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection) d20+2=14 d20+15=19 d20+10=16 d20+15=35 d20+15=28 d100=60 d20+7=16 2d8(7+7)+16=30 d8+8=10 Wednesday April 26th, 2006 10:41:31 PM
Continuing to focus on the muddy footprints around him (Spot=14), Gunther tries once more for the elusive werewolf. Watching K'nara's actions closely, Gunther attempts to aim his attacks even though he can't see his opponent. He has a terrible time of it, but he thinks that maybe just once he manages to connect (AC 35/28 crit?, 60 for concealment=hit, for 30 if crit, 10 if no crit.).
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) Wednesday April 26th, 2006 11:10:27 PM
Falin narrows his eyes and begins to speak in a different language. His voice lowers an octive as the magic rolls off his tounge. The air around him seems to energize slightly and then gone.
Falin seems calmer as he prepares for his next attack.
K'Nara dives forward and heals Brother Bertram. Opening his eyes he feels rather rattled and takes a moment to collect his senses. Realising the party is in grave danger, he temporarily sets aside his uncertainty and channels healing energy into himself. Glowing faintly, he then distributes this energy amongst his companions - sending thin streaks of blue-white light arcing outwards. { OOC: Everyone is healed 22 hit points. }
Lian misses his first, second, and third attacks. However, his fourth blow connects solidly and he is positive he felt something break. Withdrawing his hand, he notices transparent blood slowly appear across his knuckles.
Milo also connects twice with his short sword. The bloodied halfling grins.
Moments later, Gunther slashes at the air with his two-bladed sword and connects with a sickly crunch. In response, a pained howl echos out across the swamp-land. Behind Gunther, Falin prepares for his next attack and casts a spell: True Strike.
From across the swamp, Ingrge aims his staff in the group's direction and three rays of intense light shoot forward. They slam into the very air itself - just feet away from K'Nara and Brother Bertram. An unwoldly scream is heard and suddenly everyone can see their attacker. Standing before them is a grotesque werewolf. Her dark fur is matted with Lian's, Milo's, Ingrge's and Brother Bertram's blood. It is clear she is also injured, though she hides it well. Stepping fluidly from one paw to the other, she realises everyone's eyes are upon her.
Something about this werewolf commands presence and yet ... something else ... something familiar ... tugs at the group's memory. And then they realise: this is Amalee.
She takes a 5-foot step backwards and addresses the group. "It's been fun toying with you, prey." She spits the last word out, and glances at her fallen werewolves. "Keep the pelts - I've many others. You'll meet them shortly, no doubt." A strange light emenates around her body. "For now, I'll leave you to prepare for the hunt proper ... and mourn the loss of your pathetic companion, the elf." She allows the weight of her words to sink in. "Yes, she seeks her soul ... and will end up as one more skull in the collection!"
Her laugh is hysterical, and stands everyone's hairs on end. Then - suddenly - she is gone. Vanished. Even K'Nara and Ingrge can no longer see her.
Looking around, the group notices a large, severed werewolf head in the mud.
Olana is missing.
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For your Sanity:
Player information: * Falin { failed Fort. save vs. bite attack }
{ OOC: Thanks folks - it's been fun! Goodnight and good luck! }
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, Bigby's Interposing Hand Thursday April 27th, 2006 6:39:25 AM
"Waard's Warts!! I swear that mangy, flea infested mongrel is going to pay with her life. Ok all we don't have any time to waste, Let's cut these guys heads off quickly and move out. I don't know about you all but I am rerady to get out of here, and I am not sure I have enough power left to manage another battle like that."
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance, Blessed Hands) d20+9=21 2d8(5+7)+3=15 Thursday April 27th, 2006 7:39:59 AM
About ready for a witty retort to the 'Sheriff's' statement, Lian is disappointed to watch the foul creature fade and vanish.
"Damnable wolf! Where'd she go then?"
He looks at Ingrge. "We all need to rest after that."
The hand Of Domi moves over to Milo and lays a hand on the halfling. (Using Remove Paralysis for Cure Moderate Wounds, Heals 15)
He looks around. (Spot 21) "Hey! Where is Olana!?"
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 2min) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 12sec) Bear's Endurance (cast, 2mins 18secs) Bless Weapon (Hand of Domi ability, at will)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection) d20+3=19 Thursday April 27th, 2006 7:41:57 AM
Falin runs over to where Olana used to be and looks for any sign of where she has been taken.
Spot 19
Falin Thursday April 27th, 2006 8:52:24 PM
(OOC): I will not be able to post until Friday evening. I will be traveling.
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection) Friday April 28th, 2006 12:15:33 AM
Growling at the disappearance of Amalee, Gunther spins. Olana...where was she?!! Spitting, the warrior kicks at the swamp water next to him. "I don't understand...I don't understand; vhy did she take her. I hate dis place!" Still flustered, Gunther grabs up the axe that he dropped earlier and shoves it in his backpack. "Let's go! De sooner ve kill dat stupid vitch de better!"
Milo (AC 29; hp 60/79) Friday April 28th, 2006 12:17:51 AM
"NNOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!" Milo howls in rage, looking around for something to kill. The halfling seems nearly feral as he sets about the task of beheading the werewolves. When that is done, the bloody halfling stands with short sword held low, "I'll kill every single one of them. Bring them on, for it is time to die." With that, he makes a quick change from his slippers of spider climb to his boots of speed, and stands ready, looking at K'nara with a vindictive gleam in his eye. He speaks through gritted teeth,"Time is wasting."
The Way to Go - DM Donna Friday April 28th, 2006 1:53:25 AM
K'Nara is absolutely flabbergasted--and quite livid--at the disappearance of Olana. Her eyes fall upon the charmed werewolf that is subject to Ingrge's will.
"Ingrge..." she says tersely, nodding towards the complacent lycanthrope, "...about how long will your...dog remain on its leash? Perhaps we can use it to track where Olana's been taken--IF you think it's safe enough to do so..."
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance, Blessed Hands) d20+8=26 Friday April 28th, 2006 7:31:15 AM
The monk isn't feeling too good about this whole fight. His concern is that this fight may have been a distraction from the start and that perhaps the diversion worked the way it was supposed to. "If Olana wasn't taken initially, wandered off, chances are they have her now. If she was taken during that fight, we must have missed something. A clue in the rules. A statement from a townsfolk. Something."
"The way Amalee disappeared... that was sort of strange. The light was odd when she vanished. What kind of spell could it have been?" He askes Ingrge. (Knowledge Arcana 26)
He is watching the werewolf with disgust and doubt as to how much help it'll be, even charmed.
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 1min 54secs) Enlarge Person (cast, 2mins 6secs) Bear's Endurance (cast, 2mins 12secs) Bless Weapon (Hand of Domi ability, at will)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 39 Friday April 28th, 2006 12:33:45 PM
Bertram sits panting, tired and hurt. He considers any options that might help that he possesses.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, Bigby's Interposing Hand Friday April 28th, 2006 5:50:51 PM
Looking at his charmed Wolf Ingrge thinks a moment and then answers K'nara.
"Under normal circumstances, about one full day. Here? Who Knows. As to tracking, I can maybe get rundimentary ideas and suggestions across, tracking Olana might be a bit more than I can guarantee. Not to mention I expect that if it came right down to it, this fella's loyalty to Amalee might easily break my charm should it come to that kind of choice.
I believe that our best chance to find Olana, get her back and healed, and us home is to find the castle as quickly as possible. While not positive, I am fairly sure that she was taken there.
Bertram if you can heal any more of those injured, including yourself you probably should do so before we go. But, if you think you should keep some of your offensive spells then I have 5 cure light wounds potions and 7 cure serious wounds potions that we can use.
Milo, we will find her and return her to you and us. This I promise.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),
3rd- fireball, lightening bolt
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Brother Bertram AC28 HP 39 Friday April 28th, 2006 7:56:25 PM
Bertram nods wearily. "If you dont mind using your healing potions first, Friend Ingrge. I have little left to offer in another fight if I heal us all now."
Lian d8+3=11 Friday April 28th, 2006 8:16:43 PM
Lian looks around indignantly. "Have my friends forgotten?! I too can heal, only to a less extent. I can heal up to moderate damage. I also carry a wand still."
He looks around. "Besides, if I'm not mistaken, Milo seems to be the only one still hurt."
Lian moves back to Milo once more and touches his shoulder. (Heals 11, using Entropic Shield for Cure Light) "We'll find her my friend. We will."
Hitting the Road - DM Donna Saturday April 29th, 2006 1:41:42 AM
The human blade singer turns her back to the charmed werewolf, shrugging.
"We won't ask it to do anything, then," she says almost diffidently, "At least that way we can be reasonably sure it won't turn on us." K'Nara then nods to the understandably-peeved Lian.
"Well, I'd say that Brother Bertram could use some healing as well, Lian, since you're offering." She waits for the healings to finish before insisting that everyone hurry up the road, in the direction of the Twilight Palace.
Lian (AC 36 -2, hps 79) (non-detection, bulls strength, enlarge person, bears endurance) d8+3=10 d8+1=7 d8+1=2 d8+1=3 Saturday April 29th, 2006 9:13:49 AM
The elf smiles and moves to Bertram. (Heals 10, Using one Protection from Evil for cure light) Then he retrieves his wand and taps the dwarf three times. (Heals 12)[counting four rounds of actions.... but I'm assuming combat is over]
Active Spells: Bulls Strength (tattoo, 1min 30secs) Enlarge Person (cast, 1min 42secs) Bear's Endurance (cast, 1min 48secs)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Milo (AC 29; hp 71/79) Saturday April 29th, 2006 12:11:58 PM
Milo glances around, tight-lipped, a murderous gleam in his eye speaks volumes of barely controlled urges to simple dash off looking for Olana. Knowing full well however, that course of action would likely be fruitless, the halfling stands in impotent rage, waiting for someone with a keener mind to decide on a solid course of action.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 61/84 3d8(2+4+2)+10=18 Saturday April 29th, 2006 6:03:07 PM
Bertram nods wearily to Lian his thanks them moves to Ingrge and takes one of the stronger potions and drinks it down quickly, immediately feeling the effects wash over his many wounds. He sits back down and begins taking inventory of what spells he still has, and how they may best be used.
(OOC Cure Serious Potion Healed 18)
Gunther AC28 HP83/83 (Nondetection) Sunday April 30th, 2006 11:00:02 PM
Gunther eyes the werewolf angrily. "Vhy not just get rid of it? Dat vay it von't join in on de next attack?" Gunther looks over at Bertram, concern in his eyes. "Broder, my tattoo can heal you if you'd like. I usually save it for combat, but I vould gladly let you use it if you vant."
Brother Bertram Monday May 1st, 2006 10:01:33 AM
Bertram smiles gratefully, "I appeciate your concern Friend Gunther, but between Friend Lian and that healing draught I am fine. A few scratches is all that remains."
Lian Monday May 1st, 2006 10:46:36 AM
"I wish we could be sure we wouldn't need more healing!" He looks at Bert. "Those mass healings would help if we run into undead!"
Brother Bertram Monday May 1st, 2006 3:18:21 PM
Bertram shrugs, "I will help how I can Friend Lian, but I cant offer anymore until Domi again grants them to me. And I doubt we are going to get time for prayers."
Falin Monday May 1st, 2006 4:52:04 PM
"I agree that we will have to get to the castle in order to save Olana. I regret I have nothing that can heal. All I am able to do is fire on targets. Once again I felt like I was able to contribute nothing to the battle."
Ingrge Monday May 1st, 2006 5:14:34 PM
Looking around, Ingrge can't help but feel good about those he is with, even Milo. As Falin mouths his doubts, Ingrge turns to him. "Falin, This battle may have been mine and Bertram's to hold up, But I expect that the next will be yours and others to handle as both Brother Bertram and I are near depleted of spells. I know we need rest , but there is no time. Does anyone else need a jolt from Lian's wand or one of the potions for further healing? If so speak now, for we must be on our way. Milo is about to take a bite from his sword and I don't blame him. Let's move out."
((Jan/Olana OOC)) Monday May 1st, 2006 8:02:30 PM
((Donna, do I stop posting for the time being?))
DM OOC: for the time being, Olana isn't in the game to post. The others will have to find her...hopefully soon.
On To Twilight - DM Donna Monday May 1st, 2006 11:54:46 PM
"It's up to Ingrge to decide what to do with his...pet." K'Nara says firmly. "I don't like it hanging around either, but it's charmed now, and defenseless. Just killing it would be murder...and Talons don't commit murder." So saying, the tall chestnut-maned blade singer leads the way along the northeast road.
The entire group makes excellent time, and Ingrge's floating spy network doesn't detect the approach of any more wolfen foes.
Soon, looming on the horizon, a large, stately castle rises from the slight mist that clings here and there to the swampy ground.
The Twilight Palace, obviously.
It's a forbidding structure - tall, with stained glass windows lit from the inside. You can see those windows from miles away. They're like a beacon in this land of eternal twilight.
As the party draws closer, they can see that the castle is surrounded by a thick perimeter wall with a rather rusty gate--it looks simple enough to breech, yet the castle itself exudes an air of doom...
The gate has a rather large and obvious lock on it--but it's one that Milo is fairly certain he can pick with contemptuous ease...it's merely a question of whether the rust will allow the picks to move the tumblers...
(OOC: Milo must beat a DC12 to pick the lock on the gate...please post if there are other rolls/checks that any of the Talons wish to make.)
Gunther Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 12:21:05 AM
Shifting nervously from foot to foot, Gunther looks over at K'nara. "I don't like dis...it's too easy. Should ve fly over and check it out or someting?"
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, see invisibility Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 6:56:22 AM
(OOC; How much time has elspsed, since the end of the fight?)
Ingrge looks up at the castle. Well, that's not exactly my idea of a palace, but I guess it take all kinds. with a moment of concentration He redirects a few of his eyes to check out the castle.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),
3rd- fireball, lightening bolt
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Lian (AC 36, hps 55) (non-detection??) Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 9:58:49 AM
"Yes, yes, anymore healing?" Asks the monk. "I also have two jars of that restorative ointment we pickup awhile ago and an oil of bless weapon. I wish I had bought some potions!
Gunther, would you like the oil? Or you Milo?" He grins at the halfling. "I know you'll get some use of it."
Active Spells: NONE
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 12:49:21 PM
Bertram eyes the place with unease, sure they are missing something. "Friend Ingrge, send your wolf friend in ahead of us."
Falin Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 4:53:47 PM
Falin thinks for a second, "Instead of trying to pick the lock why dont we just go over the gate? We could use the immoveable rods to make an anchor point obove the gate for a rope. Besides, I think the gate might screech when we try to open it."
Milo (AC 29; hp 71/79) d20+15=25 d20+22=39 Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 8:14:46 PM
"No thanks Lian, I'm fine... Just a sec Falin, I'll get that gate open." Turning his full attention to the lock on the gate Milo searches for any traps that may be less than obvious, then pulling out his tools, he sets to work on the simple lock. (OOC: Search check DC 25. Open Locks DC 39.)
Gunther (additional post) Tuesday May 2nd, 2006 11:32:17 PM
Gunther grins and accepts Lian's oil. "Tanks. I'll put it on my svord. Dat axe didn't vork too vell for me."
That Spoooooky Feeling - DM Donna Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 12:27:22 AM
Ingrge's Eyes circle nearer to the grim edifice that dominates the lavendar-lit landscape. The stonework appears ancient and...coated with something dark and rather lumpy in places. It's hard to tell in the off-color light.
Milo's careful probe for traps reveals none are in the gate. His tools help to push the tumblers, which creak and groan under protest but eventually fall into place. The lock clanks loudly--it's open.
Anyone pushing the gate open will need to make a Strength check versus DC15 due to the rust that effects the hinges. If anyone wants to make any other kind of checks, please state so in your post.
Lian d20+19=25 d20+9=27 d20+18=33 Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 10:47:55 AM
(Listen 25, Spot 27, Move Silently 33)
The elf moves along, ready for anything.
He gives Gunther the oil, with a nod.
Posts...? Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 10:39:34 PM DM OOC: I know I don't have quite the full contingency of Talons, but surely more than just ONE player has shivery feelings to share..?
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, see invisibility Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 10:47:06 PM
Well, I do not see how this could possibly be a safety zone as there doesn't appear to be anyone home. From the sould of that lock and the look of that gate, I would say no one has been here in years. There also seems to be a lot of black lumpy stuff on the walls. It's almost like this isn't real.
Milo d20+1=16 d20+15=22 d20+17=26 Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 11:09:46 PM
Despite the eerie quality of the scenery before him, cold rage shields Milo from feelings that would otherwise warn the canny halfling of present danger. Forcibly shoving at the gate, he opens it up for the rest of the group, and continues forward without a second glance, keeping his eyes out for traps and trouble. (OOC: Strength check DC 16 to open the gate. Spot DC 22, Listen DC 26. Taking 10 to Move Silently at full speed for a DC of 27 [+22 -5 to move at full speed +10])
Gunther d20+1=12 Wednesday May 3rd, 2006 11:11:21 PM
Sniffing the air uneasily, Gunther growls. "Miss K'nara...dis is not goot. Dis place is wrong...it smells wrong...it looks wrong... I don't tink ve should go in dis vay. It's too much like a trap." (Int.=12) Though doing his very best to put on an air of bravery, the sweat on his brow and the slight tremor in his hands testify to the cat trainer's true emotional state. Staring up at the gate before him, Gunther begins to seriously reconsider his decision to become an adventurer. Right about now, a life of tribal warfare and plundering in the Scab is beginning to look seriously tempting.
Falin Thursday May 4th, 2006 6:48:12 AM
Stepping up to the gate, Falin offers a silent prayer to whatever gods might be listening and steps through. He glances up looking at the palace as they enter through the front gate.
"Out of the pan, but into the fire." Falin says to no one in particular.
Lian d20+19=34 d20+9=19 Thursday May 4th, 2006 12:00:35 PM
"Personally can't think of a nicer place in The Harrow." He says sarcastically. "Oh, how I long for the days we had to only deal with Ol' Greenie! That dragon was so often a riot."
(Listen 34, Spot 19)
Brother Bertram Thursday May 4th, 2006 1:27:07 PM
Bertram keeps his thoughts to himself, his eyes on the surroundings, looking for hidden dangers.
Feelings - DM Donna d20=3 Friday May 5th, 2006 12:51:40 AM
K'Nara frowns thoughtfully at the words of Ingrge and Gunther both. She looks like she's thinking VERY hard, but finally she sighs and shrugs. (OOC: her Intelligence check is 3. Oh well.)
"Ultimately, it doesn't matter whether the palace provides sanctuary or not--it's just that this is the likeliest place that Olana has been brought to...or, perhaps, the closest that we had hope of reaching in order to look." she says. "Let's press on and see if the hunch pays off...if not, perhaps we can find something that can leverage our way OUT of this place."
The human blade singer goes through the gate, Lucia clutched tightly in one hand.
As the Talons follow the winding pathway towards the palace, they can't help but be assailed by diametric emotions: this is a castle, a stronghold--it represents peace, shelter and a safe haven from things such as flying skulls and vampires and werewolves...and yet, for all that they are drawn to its implied safety, each of them can't help but shiver at the sudden paranoic feeling that they're being watched.
Maybe it's the oversized gargoyles leering down from the towers and parapets of the building--maybe it's the clouds of screeching bats that whirl about first one tower then another...
...maybe it's the fact that the huge, arching doorway to the castle appears to be quite solidly bricked up.
Even as this aura of doom surrounds the castle, it seems to invade the very souls of the party...suddenly there's an overwhelming conviction that trying to get Olana back is stupid...silly...she came here because she WANTED to be here--in fact, it's where you all want to be, too...
Everyone in the party must make a Will save versus DC18. Those who fail the Will save must roll an additional d20--no modifiers for this second roll. Odd results mean the PC becomes convinced that the entire party MUST go inside the building by any means and as quickly as possible, for only then will they be safe. Even results mean the PC will be convinced that to enter the Palace will seal the party's certain and horrible doom.
Falin d20+3=23 Friday May 5th, 2006 6:52:20 AM
Falin gets a feeling of dread, but shakes his head as if to clear it as he thinks about saving Olana.
Will Save 23
"Looks as if we may have to find another way into the castle." Says Falin motioning towards the bricked up door.
Lian d20+21=33 d20+9=21 d20+4=20 Friday May 5th, 2006 9:13:59 AM
(Will Save 33)
"My conviction to save Olana from that place is greater than my sense to stay way. Personally, I think we need to turn the place upside-down until we find her..." He looks at the bricked up archway. "Um, I think another way in is likely though. Maybe a back door? Or maybe even those windows?"
(Spot 21, Search 20) He looks for other visible ways in.
Gunther d20+4=22 d20+2=19 Friday May 5th, 2006 10:27:23 AM
Gunther shudders as he enters the courtyard. This place was sooooo wrong. But then why did he have that feeling that he wants to be here?? Shaking his head fiercly (Will=22) Gunther growls in fierce whispers "Get out of my head!" The tremors in his hands becoming more pronounced, Gunther pokes around the exterior of the castle looking for another way in (Spot=19).
Brother Bertram d20+14=26 Friday May 5th, 2006 3:32:33 PM
Bertram falters as strange thoughts enter his head...It wasn't like it was his fault the silly elf got taken. Suddenly he realized what he was actually thinking and vanquished such thoughts from his head. "No", he whispers, once again remembering the stakes they played for was one of his true companions.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, see invisibility d20+17=33 Friday May 5th, 2006 5:29:38 PM
Looking at the casyle and watching a the others so casually walk into what could be a death trap Ingrge, starts feeling a bit antsy and starts getting irrationally irritated with Olana for getting us into this predicament in the first place. Darn foolish girl first goes and falls in love with a halfling and now this. Why should I even care about what happens to her now. I'm married now for Domi's sake. I have a wife to think about. See this is waht happens to the impulsive youths of today...Will save DC 33
Ingrge is on the verge of suggesting they should all just forget about Olana and leave, when his own words come back and slap him in the face.
"Milo, we will find Olana and return her to you and us. This I promise!"
Shaking himself free from the feeling of dread, The taciturn elf looks at the bricked up door closely. "
K'nara, Do we want in there? If so tell me and that brick wall will no longer be there."
Milo d20+10=25 Friday May 5th, 2006 7:29:21 PM
Milo growls off the dread compulsion of the surrounding area, "If not destroy the door, perhaps there is another way in. I can still spider climb. Either way is fine by me, just wanted to let you know we have options. Though simply destroying the door might leave us in better shape to fight afterward."
Panic - DM Donna d20+8=13 d6=4 Saturday May 6th, 2006 1:03:12 PM
K'Nara takes two more steps towards the castle with the oddly-sealed front door and then stops, her face turning as white as a sheet.
(OOC: K'Nara has failed her Will save with 13; her result roll is even (4).)
"We CAN'T go inside..!" the woman's cauled head shakes emphatically from side to side. "We'll all be slaughtered if we go! If Olana's in there, she's as good as dead!!!"
The leader of the Talons begins to back away, her eyes round with terror and shaking like a leaf.
Brother Bertram Saturday May 6th, 2006 4:39:55 PM
Bertram walks in front of K'nara and looks up into her terrified face. Grabbing her arms roughly he shakes her hard and barks in her face. "Grab hold of yourself girl! You are not some peasant girl, but K'nara, Leader of the Emerald Talons, and the Talons dont leave anyone behind! EVER! Now stand proud and quit cowering like a cur! He steps back and waits to see her reaction, while wondering in the back of his mind if K'nara would strike him before Gunther did.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, see invisibility 10d6(4+6+2+6+5+6+2+5+3+5)=46 Sunday May 7th, 2006 9:05:51 AM
Ok, That's it. Everyboby stand back our way in is about to open up. Gunther, If you have to, Knock K'nara out and carry her in.
Ingrge makes sure that everyone is out of harms way and casts a spell. Almost immediately a bolt of lightening streaks from his hand and strikes the center of the bricked up entry. 46 points
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2), scorching ray
3rd- fireball,
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Gunther d20+1=21 d20=6 Monday May 8th, 2006 10:11:03 AM
Gunther is rocked to his core as K'nara breaks down. He had never seen the bladesinger vulnerable...not to mention frightened! As Bertram grabs K'nara by the shoulder, Gunther's face hardens. Pouncing toward the cleric, Gunther is about to make an impression on the thick dwarf's skull when suddenly everything is clear to him (Int.=21...nat. 20). It all makes so much sense...that tugging at his mind...no his spirit...it had a hold of K'nara somehow and that's why K'nara was suddenly so afraid. And the dwarf was, in his own way, just trying to help K'nara. Putting his scarred hands on top of Bertram's, Gunther loosens his hold on K'nara's shoulders. "Let me take care of her Broder." Gunther looks K'nara in the eyes, smiling reassuringly. "It's ok, Miss K'nara, I'm here. Ve have to go in dere. Miss Olana's in dere and ve're going to help her. It's ok. Ve're all here vith you. You're safe. Come vith us and it'll all be ok." (LOL...Diplomacy=6) Gunther looks over at Ingrge, acknowledging his comment, but wanting to try a gentler approach for now.
Lian Monday May 8th, 2006 12:11:37 PM
Lian places himself in the position that if anyone attempts to flee, he can intercept.
Brother Bertram Monday May 8th, 2006 1:30:08 PM
Bertram lays a hand on Gunther's arm, the gesture an obvious apology for what he had just done. He then walks away and gives them a few moments to talk.
Falin d20+3=13 Monday May 8th, 2006 10:15:49 PM
After that display of power Falin looks around to make sure that no one else saw or heard what went on.
Spot 13
Milo Tuesday May 9th, 2006 12:02:11 AM
Simply pleased to see that they are making progress, Milo moves toward the wall where Ingrge's bolt of lightning struck. The halfling looks bound and determined to retrieve his love, come hell or high water.
Lian d20+19=39 d20+9=21 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 6:44:33 AM
He stands listening. (Listen 39, Spot 21)
Snapping Outta It - DM Donna d20+10=28 Tuesday May 9th, 2006 10:23:55 AM
At first all Bertram can see in K'Nara's eyes is sheer terror. Then, even as she appears to blink away the mind-clouding emotion, Ingrge's spell goes off and Gunther comes forward to offer his own assistance. (OOC: Bertram's emotional appeal gave K'Nara an extra saving throw (and even an extra +2 motivational bonus!), and this time K'Nara has overcome the effect of the area upon her.)
The chestnut-maned blade singer looks from Gunther to Ingrge for a moment, then eyes the smoldering divot left in the brickwork that blocks the only visible portal. A deep divot--yet the ancient masonry still holds firm.
"I think I'd've rather you kept that for more werewolves, my friend..." K'Nara finally says, slowly but resolutely crossing the one-hundred or so feet that is still between the party and the palace. "It seems we have been tricked by a bit of an optical illusion..."
Below the bricked up normal castle door--hidden from view by the curvature of the ground at a distance--there seems to be a wide Underentrance about 60' across. That leads down and brazenly under the castle. Damp and briny, it beckons the brave and laughs at those who pretend bravery.
"Let's go see if Ingrge's 'knocking' got anyone's attention!" K'Nara says with grim determination as she strides forward, pulling Lucia from its scabbard on her back.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP122/122: Prying eyes(48), Misdirection, Non detection, boots of speed, see invisibility Tuesday May 9th, 2006 9:57:49 PM
Ingrge looks over at K'nara.
"Hmmph, you back with us now or do we need to call mommy?"
::Turning back toward the bricked up doorway.::
"That was the only way in that my "eyes" seemed to have found and in all honesty I felt the need to blast something. This place gives me the creeps and I want all residents to be aware I plan on frying anything that gets in our way."
Gunther Tuesday May 9th, 2006 10:54:26 PM
The warrior smiles, glad to see K'nara back to her senses. Flushing with anger over Ingrge's snide comment, Gunther briefly considers teaching the uppity mage a lesson. A quick glance at the smoldering brick wall convinces him, for the time being, to control his temper. There will be plenty of time once they get out of this place to bring the elf back in line...
Milo d20+15=21 Wednesday May 10th, 2006 1:42:57 AM
Satisfied that K'nara has regained her wits, Milo leads the group quickly down into the open passage, scanning hastily for possible traps as he descends. (OOC: Search DC 21)
Moving On - DM Donna Wednesday May 10th, 2006 10:06:18 AM
K'Nara, in a mature response to Ingrge's "mommy" comment, sticks her tongue out...however, she continues to move forward, though she does allow Milo to conduct his efficient means of trap-detecting.
Milo finds nothing but somewhat slimy lichen in the area--no traps that he can tell.
The Underentrance, once approached, gives a bit of a claustrophobic feeling (this in spite of the open broad staircase that leads down to the heavy, carved portals), but the double doors that are there do not appear to be locked...and (as previously stated) Milo has found no traps...yet.
Upon opening the doors, the entrance would appear to be a haven--a respite from the cold damp mists that congregate at the base of the castle. Air, warm and dry, wafts from a 20ft high tunnel, and a faint glow of light can be seen glowing in its depths; welcoming, beckoning - after the terrors of the surrounding swamps and plains, the tunnel offers shelter and warmth.
Strange, that a mind would regard the interior entrance with such benevolence, but then light and heat are such precious commodities in this particular realm.
A level path of rough-hewn stone leads inward, easily wide enough to accomodate three medium-sized adventurous souls, should they wish to walk side by side.
DM OOC: who's going first? Heh heh...
Lian (Hide from Undead) d20+19=34 d20+9=22 d20+18=24 d20+3=10 Wednesday May 10th, 2006 11:23:20 AM
Active Spells: Hide from Undead (Cast, 30mins, himself, Milo, Gunther)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Hide from Undead*, Protection from Evil**, Entropic Shield*, Enlarge Person# Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bear's Endurance*, Remove Paralysis*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
------------------------------- Careful of the slime, the monk starts in. "I'll go, after Milo." (Listen 34, Spot 22, Move Silently 24)
He casts Hide from Undead. Casting it upon himself, Gunther and Milo.
Brother Bertram Wednesday May 10th, 2006 8:15:45 PM
Bertram stands ready with his sword in hand, unsure what to expect ahead.
Ingrge Wednesday May 10th, 2006 8:44:04 PM
Taking a few momwnts to concentrate, ingrge pulls his remaining eyes in and sends them into the tunnel system.
Well I believe one of you humans should go first as they said they would not kill one of you, but if you dnat want to go I will go forth.
Milo Wednesday May 10th, 2006 10:35:36 PM
Milo snorts, "It is my job to go first. Someone shed some light on the situation." Anxious, the halfling quickly descends into the darkness, short sword in hand.
Gunther d20+2=15 Thursday May 11th, 2006 12:56:05 AM
The warrior shudders as they head into the compound...into the belly of the beast, no doubt. Why was he doing this...surely only death lay within these walls...or something worse than death. The hair on the back of his neck standing on end, Gunther catches sight of K'nara...the faint light casting an almost angelic glow around her tight fitting armor and his mind begins to wander to more private thoughts. Oooooh yeah...that's why he's here. Two-bladed sword firmly in hand, Gunther takes up a position behind Milo. "I got your back Milo." Gunther whispers bravely as he tags along behind the advance scout. (Spot=15)
Lian (Hide from Undead, Blessed Hands) Thursday May 11th, 2006 7:46:33 AM
Fists clinched, the monk lights the way for the halfling scout. (hands glow with Faerie Fire. a faint candle light, maybe enough to light the passage??)
Falin Thursday May 11th, 2006 4:53:57 PM
Looking around, Falin, finds this quite cozy. "You know," he says with a grin, "It is quite nice in here." He looks at the obviously weird looks from his friends and adds, "I am not saying I would want to live here, but the colors and the adsence of light is quite calming."
Falin gives a bit of a grin as he continues forward into the passage.
Catacombs Crawling
Onward and Inward - DM Donna Thursday May 11th, 2006 8:56:37 PM
"Lucia!" K'Nara utters sharply, and immediately the sword is ablaze, adding more light to the faerie fire that Lian is providing.
The party cautiously but determinedly makes their way in through the double doors, into the large entry space that is actually rather well-lit (considering that outside has only the lavender moon to illuminate the landscape.)
It's almost cheerful compared to the swamps.
Around the first bend to the left is where the first sounds are heard - whispers, an occasional cry. The path becomes brighter, and a sweeping right hand bend brings more. More light, more sound, more space...
A 50 ft high cavern awaits, an imperfect cylinder about 40ft wide, carved into solid rock, and lining its walls - shelves crammed with skulls: human, elven, orc, most of them piled haphazardly on top of one another, their eyeless sockets staring outward, upward, downward at nothing.
"...gods..." K'Nara gulps, immediately recalling Amalee's mocking words of parting to the Emerald Talons a mere hour or so before:
"Yes, she seeks her soul ... and will end up as one more skull in the collection!"
"Do any of these look..." the leader of the Talons hesitates, horrified as she glances pointedly around, "...um...fresh?"
Everyone trying to judge the conditions of the skulls must roll an Intelligence check. I'll let you know what your results mean.
Falin d20+2=15 Thursday May 11th, 2006 9:36:08 PM
Falin takes in the sight before him and begins to get a bad feeling...
"I have never, in all my long years, seen any atrocity that could even come close to this. They are not humanoids, they are monsters."
He walks over to them and picks one up. "What chance do we have against creatures who would do this to another sentient creature?"
Int 15
Milo Friday May 12th, 2006 12:08:28 AM
Refusing to believe that Olana had been reduced to a skull so quickly Milo continues moving, "Lets keep going... she can't be here."
Gunther d20+1=5 Friday May 12th, 2006 12:33:11 AM
Gunther stares at the skulls, absolutely horrified. A nearby orc skull stares lifelessly down at the cat trainer, silently leering at the bulky warrior (Spot=5). Jumping back, Gunther begins to edge back toward the entrance. Shaken, Gunther is about to make a run for it when he remembers the whimpers he heard before. "I...I tink I heard someting before...to de left. Ve should check it out."
Lian d20+2=11 Friday May 12th, 2006 8:11:38 AM
Seriously, he says, "Falin, at this point, I'll believe anything."
(Int 11)
Brother Bertram d20+6=13 Friday May 12th, 2006 2:04:24 PM
Bertram shudders looking about. "This is why we cannot fail. This evil should not be tolerated on any world."
(INT roll 13)
Ingrge d20+7=23 Friday May 12th, 2006 4:58:56 PM
Taking a look at the skulls as he goes by (Int 23) Ingrge shrugs and echoes Milo's thinking. "Well, Olana's won't be here, I expect she is being held hostage so they might add even more of these to their collection.
Taking In the Scenery - DM Donna d20=10 Tuesday May 16th, 2006 1:24:25 AM DM OOC: My apologies...Real Life barged into me for the weekend.
K'Nara can't suppress the shudder that passes over her at the macabre sight of...hundreds...of skulls decorating the room.
To her and Gunther, the skulls are all the same: eerie and disturbing.
To Falin, Lian and Brother Bertram, the skulls in the room are not particularly "fresh"...although each of them recognize several skulls of their own race.
To Ingrge, the clues reveal even more: the skulls are displayed with pride, arranged in specific groups--with a few key arrangements actually staged in order to be rather prominent. All tell-tale signs of a rather obsessed collector.
The elven weapon-mage can also tell that the elven part of the collection is missing the skull of a young elven female--a niche that Olana could fill quite easily.
"I...I agree with Gunther..." K'Nara says, her voice faltering for a moment before she visibly gets a grip on herself, "...I don't think any of these are Olana, and going around to the left seems to be the best way to go..."
Lian Tuesday May 16th, 2006 12:54:48 PM
"Might be a beautiful sight if it wasn't so disgusting." Says the elf before realizing what he said. "Oh... sorry... really." He glances at Milo.
Ingrge Tuesday May 16th, 2006 5:16:51 PM
As Ingrge passes through the skulled area, he takes it the careful arrangement and notes the ones that are missing, though he says nothing while Milo is in hearing. When able he mentions the missing space to K'nara and leaves it up to her whether to inform Milo or not.
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 16th, 2006 7:22:45 PM
Bertram takes a couple of steps to the left and then stops and walks over to the skulls instead. He stares at them for a moment as if lost in thought, and then with a single pull breaks the cord holding his axe and whirls it aloft and brings it around smashing his weapon into the display with the flat of the blade, sending skulls and fragments flying. He will then move down the rows, demolishing as much as possible before he is stopped. By the Talons or...someone else.
Milo Tuesday May 16th, 2006 8:46:58 PM
Ignoring the skulls as best he can, Milo follows K'nara's instruction and leads the group around the left of the room, looking for a way to continue further into the structure. The halfling holds his short sword low but ready.
Falin Tuesday May 16th, 2006 9:34:55 PM
Walking up behind Bertram Falin lays a hand on his shoulder, "It is a great tragety that has befallen here. I think the best we can do for these lost souls is prevent this from happening anymore."
Falin turns and follows Milo further into the structure.
Gunther d20+1=6 Tuesday May 16th, 2006 11:06:35 PM
The warrior grins at Bertram's act...a man of direct action, just like himself. As Gunther heads around the corner, he kicks a fallen skull into a nearby wall. "De little vitch vill be lucky if her little collection is all she loses today!" he mutters as he heads further into the horrors that lie ahead. Spot=6
Moving Right Along - DM Donna Wednesday May 17th, 2006 2:10:34 AM
The sudden reaction of Brother Bertram is enough to snap K'Nara out of her morbid fascination with the skulls.
"Leave it now, good Brother," she urges the cleric of Domi and Gargul, "I'd rather we directed that kind of energy to the perpetrators of this...this...crime against people..."
At the far side of the cavern, the tunnel continues, and the mind begins to play tricks upon itself as the cavern is left behind. For a dead thing cannot turn its eyes and follow the wake of the living. And yet the feeling of being watched raises gooseflesh and the beginnings of fear amongst those who pass through the skull-filled chamber.
The tunnel narrows. Now only two may walk side by side. Here, light comes from niches carved into the walls. More skulls sit there inside these small alcoves - some surrounded by dust, forgotten; others are decorated with small ornaments, fruit and candles, like shrines. Some of the alcoves bear plaques or small leaves of parchment, and names are inscribed upon them, along with poems, stories and rhymes.
There is life here--one skull appears to be whispering, another sobbing, and yet another is deathly quiet. One seems to float on air, one has burning coals for eyes that appear to gleam with malevolence...it floats within its niche, its eyes following the party as they approach.
Lian Wednesday May 17th, 2006 12:34:10 PM
"Well, that likely got the collector's attention." Says the elf, quietly.
"I bet you if we consecrate that display, this collector will be even MORE upset." He looks at Bertram, entirely more serious now. "Maybe it'll help those souls depart?"
Active Spells: Hide from Undead?? (Cast, 30mins??, himself, Milo, Gunther)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Protection from Evil* Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Milo Wednesday May 17th, 2006 6:57:59 PM
Milo does his best to push forward in the face of distraction, remaining focused in his goal to find Olana. He keeps his eyes peeled for signs of secret passages, as well as possible traps, as they move down the eerie passage.
Answering Lian, "She had it, but I think she lost it somewhere... or someone took it. I'm not sure which."
Ingrge Thursday May 18th, 2006 6:42:40 AM
Hearing the noise made by Bertram, Ingrge stops and slaps his forhead, not believing how stupid he was being. Turning back to his friend he speaks. " Thank you my friend for waking me up. Ifear that Onlana's kidnapping has had me walking in a fog." Immediately, Ingrge reaches into his belt pouch and pulls out a small tuft of fur, throwing it on the ground in front of him and then he strts chanting a quick spell slowly turning in a circle as he does so. Locate Creature (Olana)
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2), scorching ray
3rd- fireball,
4th- Locate creature, Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Lian Thursday May 18th, 2006 10:49:13 AM
Lian catches up with Milo then asks, "Which one of you have the charm bracelet again? You know the one I mean. The one that teleports people to you?"
Whether or not Milo answers, the monk prays for guidance.
Active Spells: Hide from Undead?? (Cast, 30mins??, himself, Milo, Gunther)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Protection from Evil* Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Gunther d20+1=20 Thursday May 18th, 2006 10:58:49 AM
Tremoring slightly, the warrior has a serious case of the willies. "Miss K'nara..." the warrior whispers. "I tink dese tings are vatching us." Trying to avoid looking directly at the skulls, Gunther casts around the room looking for something that will help with the hunt for Olana. (Spot=20)
Brother Bertram Thursday May 18th, 2006 1:44:35 PM
Bertram nods absent-mindedly at Lian's question, his attention focused on the glowing eyes of the skull before them.
Falin Thursday May 18th, 2006 5:58:58 PM
Falin follows along mindful of his suroundings and watching events unfold.
Divining Intervention...of a Sort - DM Donna Friday May 19th, 2006 12:49:06 AM
Upon seeing the glaring skull, K'Nara brings her flaming sword about, ready to attack it if that is what needs be done. However, the cranium simply stares at the party without advancing towards them at all. Everyone can about feel waves of bitter resentment coming from it.
Ingrge's spell seems to be urging him to go into the twisting passageway.
Lian's spell doesn't seem to work at first--but then he's seized with an almost violent conviction that the Talons must all get OUT of Harrowed Moon...the sooner, the better..!
K'Nara thinks a moment about Lian's question to Milo, then reminds him: "I think the bracelet that you're talking about is the one that was missing from Olana's possession when we found her."
The tunnel continues, twisting and turning, its walls filled with more and more skulls. The further one travels, the more lively the walls become. One skull lets out a sudden, deafening scream as the tunnel ahead forks left and right. Another bounces up and down in it's own little alcove, threatening to shatter its own jaw.
Here, the labyrinth begins; a maze of tunnels and caverns, eager to betray even the best sense of direction. Whispers and chatter mix with blood-curdling howls...
Ingrge: Locate creature, misdirection, non-detection, mind shielding Friday May 19th, 2006 7:23:56 AM
Ingre finishes his spell and looks around at the others. Olana is down this way. Milo you want to lead and I will tell you if we need to turn anywhere.
Lian Friday May 19th, 2006 10:59:02 AM
(OOC: Donna, which spell are you referring? I cast the hide from undead upon entering the tunnel, is that what you mean?)
(DM OOC: oops, my bad--I thought that when you posted that Lian "prays for guidance", he was casting the spell Guidance. Disregard that part of the post, then.)
The monk jumps when the skull screams and reacts by punching the nearest skull not attached to a Talon.
"Oh, I didn't realize she was missing it. I suppose it doesn't matter really, *lowers his voice to reduce the chance Milo could hear* in her present state she wouldn't know what to do with it." He retrieves a scroll (detect undead) and clutches it in his glowing hand.
Active Spells: Hide from Undead?? (Cast, 30mins??, himself, Milo, Gunther) Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic**, Guidance** First Level(4): Protection from Evil* Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Gunther d20+2=3 d20+1=5 Friday May 19th, 2006 4:47:05 PM
The warrior mumbles a mantra as he travels by the skulls. "I hate dis place...I hate dis place..I hate dis place..." Trying his best to keep alert to danger, Gunther finds the bouncing skull morbidly fascinating (Spot=3, Listen=5).
Lian Sunday May 21st, 2006 2:27:15 PM
OOC: I was not casting the spell, sorry for the misunderstanding. Though, now to think of it, I think I will cast Guidance for saving throws.
Milo Sunday May 21st, 2006 11:17:16 PM
A glimmer of hope flashes across Milo's face at Ingrge's words, and the halfling rogue nods silently, following his friend's direction into the twisting passageway.
Brother Bertram d100=100 Monday May 22nd, 2006 1:40:47 PM
Bertram follows along his sword ready, trying to detect any emanations of what lay ahead.
Falin Monday May 22nd, 2006 6:16:17 PM
Falin drops back a bit in the group and pulls out his bow. He knocks an arrow and continues to follow.
Lian Monday May 22nd, 2006 6:48:31 PM
The monk waits, growing more and more uncomfortable with the surroundings.
Pressing Onward - DM Donna Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 1:37:16 AM
The echoes of chattering, moaning, laughing and crying bounce around the high ceilings of the passages as the Talons follow Ingrge's directions. The twisting tunnels widen into chambers without warning, and each such chamber brings bone-chilling surprise with it: one cavern's skulls sing together in eerie harmony; another cavern is completely silent, its bony inhabitants completely still...and yet another space has skulls that snap their jaws in an almost-musical sequence.
It is enough to drive a sane mind to distraction, and yet the secret to the labyrinth must be found in order to gain passage into the castle...in order to find Olana...
Lian d20+4=5 Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 10:13:44 AM
"Could there be a passage behind the skulls?"
(Search 5, dismal!) The elf begins fingering the skulls, eye sockets and jaws with hopes of triggering something, anything.
Brother Bertram Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 2:05:01 PM
Bertram watches Lian for a moment and then grunts, "I liked my answer better." He slaps another skull flying and keeps walking along.
Ingrge Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 5:10:25 PM
If there were another opening behind these or any of the skulls, I think one of us would have sensed it by now. I am following where my spell says Olana is and haven't had any sense that I should go through a wall to find her so, I guess we keep on keepin on as they say.
Brother Bertram, Are these skulls just simply animated or are they some form of undead?
Milo Tuesday May 23rd, 2006 9:52:28 PM
Silent, Milo contemplates what he plans to do to Olana's kidnappers. He continues taking Ingrge's direction in which direction to proceed, hoping that if there is a secret it will reveal itself.
Gunther Wednesday May 24th, 2006 12:42:26 AM
Trying to reassure himself, Gunther attempts a little humor as they travel along through the hallways of horror. "You know...dere not half bad...Broder...don't chop de singing skulls up...ve can take dem back vith us ven ve leave. I bet ve could make goot money in some of de orc villages." Gunther chuckles unconvincingly as he continues to follow the others down the corridors.
Falin Wednesday May 24th, 2006 7:51:37 AM
Listening to Gunter Falin make a slow motion head turn towards him and just stares for a second. "Wow, I wonder what the populace would think about that. Here is your mother, sister, nephew, etc. that was taken years ago." Falin smiles a bit. "I know you were kidding Gunther. Just playing along." He gives the warrior a reasurring pat on the back.
Lian Wednesday May 24th, 2006 10:56:11 AM
Every now and then, the monk bats a skull from the air or kicks a stone.
NOW What??? - DM Donna Wednesday May 24th, 2006 12:04:41 PM
K'Nara is every bit as rattled as everyone else in the party at the macabre and unsettling actions (and inactions) of the variety of skulls, but everyone continues to follow Ingrge's directions towards where he believes Olana to be.
Eventually, at the further side of the Catacombs, at the end of a non-descript, shadowy tunnel, lies a gateway of some note:
Here the rock has been carved into two spiralling vertical columns, and on the overhead lintel that spans the two, is the carving of a large, lidless eye.
Faint torchlight can be seen beyond, and a cool breeze blows softly.
This blood-spattered, hastily scrawled page is nailed to a small wooden door to one side of the gateway.
Those who have perused the journal found in the trunk taken from the Vault of Marteaus instantly recognize the handwriting...it's from the diary of Roderigo Montoya:
"He comes for me now, and I know my time in this accursed place is almost done. I can run no more. My fear of her Lich and his pack of dreaded skulls near overwhelms me, and yet I see (only now do I see!) that they may bring me the release I crave. Soon I shall be free of this terrible, beautiful place, this land of mists and shadows cast by that eternal lilac moon. Free of the endless nightmares, the creeping terror... free of her.
Fidelia. The Pale Lady. Dark Mistress. Vampire Queen. Undisputed ruler of this sinister realm. Servant only to its loathsome creator, Marteaus. Never has horror borne such exquisite form. She fills my mind, she repells and entices me in equal measure, and when I think on her I am torn in two. I become fearful for my sanity, I fear for my very soul!
My soul; all I have left is hope for is the fate of my immortal soul. Hope that even here in this elegant pit of tranquil damnation my plea will reach the ear of Blessed Alemi. I will not believe the tales that she owns us even after our deaths. I cannot! For if that were true, if there were truly no escape...
No! Though this place be forsaken by the Gods themselves I shall not give in to despair! Though I hear her henchman at the door I shall not give up this last, fragile hope. Hear my plea, sweet Alemi, and free me from this place! I beg of you Blessed Lord, let the horror end!"
K'Nara stares at the shaky, desperate scrawl on the battered parchment, then looks over at Brother Bertram with a grim smile of self-deprecating humor:
"Well...this more or less proves that your hunch about the paladin is likely correct. Do I congratulate you now or when we're face-to-face with the vampire lady..?" She sighs, then eyes the small, cupboard-like door to which the missive is nailed.
"Shall we see what's behind Door #1..?"
Brother Bertram Wednesday May 24th, 2006 1:07:19 PM
Bertram smiles wanly, looking down at the sword he bears, knowing that it wasnt enough to save Roderigo Montoya. How could one such as he stand if a Holy Paladin failed?
Lian Wednesday May 24th, 2006 5:44:19 PM
"Well, from the writings of the paladin, it sounds like he was alone. The Talons work as one. I think we may be made of stouter material." He says seriously. "Let's find Olana and avenge Roderigo Montoya."
"Door number one it is."
Ingrge Wednesday May 24th, 2006 5:50:40 PM
Shaking his head as the letter is read, Ingrge looks around at the others. As K'nara makes her choice of doorway the drizzled elf looks closely at each door (which way they open, latches apparent usage volume) and then checks with his cast spell to try and sense which door seems to be leading to Olana. If it is not the one K'nara chose, Ingrge will stop them from opening it.
Door #1 - DM Donna Thursday May 25th, 2006 12:11:12 AM DM OOC: just for clarification, the door is a "small, cupboard-like door"--I should have mentioned that it is about three feet or so off the ground and about two feet square at the very largest. Ingrge would know that Olana isn't behind the door--it's more like a door to a niche or cupboard rather than a portal anyone can expect to step through.
K'Nara reaches for the handle on the door, grasps it, then yanks the small door open...
...the Talons are greeted by the sight of a human skull--and their ears are split by the shrieks of someone in utter agony.
Gunther Thursday May 25th, 2006 1:12:55 AM
Gahh!!! Covering his ears quickly, Gunther kicks the door shut with his foot, try to stop the head splitting noise. "Not de right door." he states simply to K'nara.
Lian Thursday May 25th, 2006 7:48:57 AM
Covering his ears, he shouts. "Is that a passage behind there?!"
Milo Thursday May 25th, 2006 3:25:38 PM
"Looks like we should be moving through the gateway here... You got any feelings about that Ingrge?"
Brother Bertram Thursday May 25th, 2006 8:29:02 PM
Bertram winces, but listens to make sure it isnt Olana that they all hear.
Ingrge Thursday May 25th, 2006 10:31:43 PM
Checking with his spell, Ingrge tries to locate the direction to Olana.
Falin Thursday May 25th, 2006 11:13:18 PM
Falin winces momentarily while the skull shrieks and then refocuses on the task at hand, keeping an eye on where everyone is.
Progress - DM Donna Thursday May 25th, 2006 11:45:26 PM
K'Nara can but stare at the hastily-closed door.
"We definitely have to find Olana and get OUT of here...!" she says firmly. Then she turns to Lian. "No...it was...a cell for a dead paladin. At least, I should hope he's dead..." The blade singer's voice, however, does NOT carry its customary ring of conviction.
Ingrge's spell convinces the weapon mage that the party must pass through the gateway.
Gunther Friday May 26th, 2006 1:08:49 AM
Not wanting another ear splitting, head thumping experience, Gunther waits for someone to lead the way.
Lian Friday May 26th, 2006 8:44:09 AM
Lian smiles at K'Nara, but says nothing.
Brother Bertram Friday May 26th, 2006 2:25:58 PM
Bertram takes advantage of the opportunity and moves to the cell quickly opening the door and holding up his holy symbol of Domi as well as his outstretched hand with the symbol of Gargul and murmurs a prayer for the lost, tormented soul of Montoya. He prays that the holy warrior's torment cease immediately. He murmurs a spell for his group as much as the paladin and then steps back to see if there is any result. (OOC Bless)
Reunited! - DM Donna d20+10=19 Saturday May 27th, 2006 2:24:25 AM
In the chamber beyond the gateway there are a few pieces of furniture--some bookcase/curio shelves that line the walls (with the disturbing "skull scenarios" arranged amongst them), an odd end table or two ("skull showcases"..?)...and a table at the far end of the 60-foot-round room. At the table stands Olana, who is single-mindedly tugging at a small chest on the tabletop--if you didn't know better, you'd think that the chest was actually attached to the furniture or something...
Lian Saturday May 27th, 2006 11:32:27 AM
"Olana, hello! Come away from there... come see Milo!" He says in a soft voice.
Ingrge Saturday May 27th, 2006 5:44:54 PM
Milo, Quickly check the area for traps. No one move. This is far to easy. Ingrge tries to sense if his spell is actually telling him that Olana is there in front of them or somewhere else in this room.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),scorching ray
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Olana Monday May 29th, 2006 2:09:03 AM
Pull, pull, pull, not moving, keep pulling, pulling...
Olana looks up and blinks, confused as the others appear, and then cocks her head to one side as Lian calls out. It's enough to distract her from her task, and she walks slowly toward the group.
Milo d20+15=25 Monday May 29th, 2006 2:11:11 AM
Milo's heart leaps into his throat at the sight of Olana, but taking Ingrge's warning to heart, the halfling begins to methodically search the area between himself and his love. "Olana, you shouldn't play with the box until I have a look at it." Milo proceeds with all due caution. (OOC: Search check DC 25)
Lian Monday May 29th, 2006 11:49:49 AM
"Come on friend, come this way." He coaxes the elf toward Milo.
He eyes the box carefully and casts a spell. (Detect Magic, focusing on the box.) He stays fixed to the area, unmoving.
Active Spells: Hide from Undead?? (Cast, 30mins??, himself, Milo, Gunther) Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain, [cast]in Bold) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Protection from Evil* Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*, Bull's Strength#
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
What Lies Within - DM Donna Monday May 29th, 2006 3:51:44 PM
Milo's skillful search shows no traps to be found.
Lian's spell makes the immovable box glow softly--it's magic, and rather powerful, too.
The Talons meet in the middle of the room. K'Nara quickly checks over Olana--the elf maiden is unharmed, although obviously still without a soul.
"She seemed rather preoccupied with that chest..." the leader of the Talons comments, "...do you think maybe it might hold the key to restoring her..?"
Although K'Nara's question isn't directed towards anybody in particular, there IS a response--but not one that she intended:
"You're interfering with the completion of my latest diorama...'Elves at Rest'..." a sepulchral voice announces from the doorway into the room. Standing there is a hooded, cloaked figure roughly the same size as Brother Bertram, holding a staff that towers over him. The staff is about eight feet long and appears to be bound in greyish-black leather. Nobody looking upon the staff gets any kind of "good vibes" from it, since it's topped by the mummified skull of what must have been an Elf (or maybe a Drow), the mouth hanging open in an eternal, silent scream.
"...I insist that you leave my subject alone and remove yourselves from my home." the newcomer says, his tone still mild (if spooky, because his voice is hollow and his face still unseen.)
Ingrge: AC 33:HP 122: d20+15=34 d6+5=10 d20+14=30 Monday May 29th, 2006 5:53:06 PM
Looking up at the sound of the intruder's voice, Ingrge activates his boots and responds. As we are her closest kin and husband to be, I think our claim to her supercedes your 'weak and feeble' one. As Ingrge finishes speaking a coruscading ray springs forth from his hand and strikes the intruder square in the chest.
Ray of Enfeeblement-
Ranged touch, AC 34 (no armor bonus, no natural armor bonus, no shield bonus) - loss of 10 points of strength. NO save. SR 30.
Gunther (AC 28, HP94/94) Monday May 29th, 2006 11:58:25 PM
Grinning, Gunther reaches into his pack and pulls out a couple of potions (Bless Weapon). He begins hastily smearing on the liquid on one of the blades of his sword. He has long since learned to give Ingrge and Bertram a chance to do their thing before he charges in. Looking over at the newcomer, Gunther snorts. "Ve're not quite done vith our friend yet, find yourself anoder toy!"
Lian Tuesday May 30th, 2006 10:12:55 AM
"Milo, that box is VERY powerful." Says the monk.
He casts protection from evil.
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection???) Tuesday May 30th, 2006 6:16:21 PM
"I am tired of talking to people in this place. I just want to get Olana back and get the blazes out of here." Falin says with a little frustration.
Falin narrows his eyes and begins to speak in a different language. His voice lowers an octive as the magic rolls off his tounge. The air around him seems to energize slightly and then gone.
Falin seems to calm a bit and his gaze becomes cold and dark as he watches the newcomer.
Brother Bertram AC28 HP84 *BLESS(Group) Tuesday May 30th, 2006 6:44:10 PM
Bertram steps forward, his symbol of Domi displayed upon his chest, and and his hand with the mark of Gargul in the air, "Do not fear this abomination, my friends." He murmurs a quick prayer as he stands there. His free hand grips the sword tightly. (OOC Summon Monster IV-Archon Lantern)
Milo Tuesday May 30th, 2006 9:41:00 PM
"Fear?! I've been waiting for him... or her... or it... whatever." With that, Milo steps forward, holy short sword held low and ready. Looking across at the hooded figure, the halfling rogue quickly draws a line on the ground between the two of them, "I dare you... no.. I double-dog-dare you unholy crypt-like creature who has had the great misfortune of abducting the wrooong elf maiden today. Bring it!!"
Olana Wednesday May 31st, 2006 1:39:52 AM
A grin appears on Olana's face as she sees Milo. But what was that about the box? She turns around, her smile fading toward a look of puzzlement. Wasn't she just - ? As her soulless mind struggles with the quandry of whether she should go back there or not, she seems completely oblivious to the entity that has just arrived.
K'Nara Wednesday May 31st, 2006 2:06:30 AM
The tall redhead whirled at the sound of the newcomer and dread clutched at her insides as she beheld the cloaked figure with its frighteningly-concealing hood. There was something that seemed horribly familiar about this being, and yet K'Nara knew full well that she'd never laid eyes upon him before.
Yet she was convinced that the Talons now faced the Collector--the person of the bogey-man tales told by the natives of this place.
She held Lucia before her and told the Collector, more spitting than saying the words:
"You'll get Olana's skull over our dead bodies!!!"
Bones, flesh and fear... round one (ADM Jay B) d20+14=33 d20+14=27 d20+14=30 d20+14=15 d20+14=17 d20+14=17 d20+14=15 d20+14=18 Wednesday May 31st, 2006 12:01:33 PM
"You have been warned." Says the voice acidly. "I see there are more fine elf skulls amongst you." It says cheerfully. "The dwarf, will of course, be utterly destroyed. They are imperfect flesh bags. This one will learn that Flesh is a momentary shackle. Bones are forever."
It laughs coldly. "All of you will be released from your flesh prisons!"
"I will not be denied my perfect centerpiece!"
An unearthly moan fills the chamber and the walls begin to move, shudder and lurch... or is it the walls? Dust and the sounds of clattering bones fill the air.
There is a palletable feeling of horror and anxiety in the air, even for the most stout Talon. It's so thick, it prickles the back of your neck.
The dark robed figure raises the staff, as it does so, eight large, reptilian skulls; much like dragon skulls pull away from the wall. Each has a set of formidable looking fangs and a faint glow of green is set deep in the dark eye sockets.
The dark figure turns, touches the flagstone under the door. The stone grows up the door, filling the door frame with dark stone. The room is sealed.
From their positions, the skulls open their mouths and a cone of green, toxic gas imminates from them.
Milo, Olana and Ingrge (S1 hits AC 33)
Lian, Knara and Milo (S2 hits AC 27)
Milo, Knara, Lian and Olana (S3 hits AC 30)
Gunther, Bertram, Olana, Ingrge and Falin (S4 hits AC 15)
Gunther, Bertram, and Ingrge (S5 hits AC 17)
Falin, Ingrge, Milo, Gunther, Bertram and Olana (S6 hits AC 17)
Lian, Knara, Milo, Olana, Bertram and Falin (S7 hits AC 15)
Lian (S8 hits AC 18)
If the breath hits, please roll Fort save DC 24.
The dark figure then makes a swift action then sits back and watches with pride. (Spellcasters, Spot check please)
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 55 hps) d20+9=28 Wednesday May 31st, 2006 6:33:42 PM
The monk, almost ignoring the gas entirely, casts Bull's Strength and approaches S8.
(Spot 28)
Active Spells: Hide from Undead?? (Cast, 30mins??, himself, Milo, Gunther) Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Ingrge: AC 33:HP 122: Haste, Misdirection ( table at 2 oclock), non detection, mind shielding, SR 19 d20+10=29 Wednesday May 31st, 2006 6:35:12 PM
(ooc still awaiting results of preemptive spell strike)
Ingrge Looks around at the noise and shudders a moment and then looking back at the "Collector" speaks again. "Well, perhaps it is time for you to once again have a, how did you put it, a flesh of prison. Ingrge steps to coordinate (3,-1)and then rips off another spell .
Casts Targeted Dispel Magic (target - Staff) - No Save, No SR.
Jay B to Kent ~ Your spell seems to have hit the robed figure square, but nothing happened. As for the dispel, I'll let you know on the next round.
Milo (hp 78; AC 30, 31 vs. S2) d20+12=32 d20+12=26 d20+21=40 d4+4=6 2d6(1+4)=5 Wednesday May 31st, 2006 10:12:21 PM
Shrugging off the effects of the gas that actually comes into contact with Milo, the canny halfling clicks the heels of his boots of speed and charges the nearest skull (S2). Approaching with all due haste, Milo brings his short sword to bear on the thing, striking it soundly. (OOC: Only two cones hit Milo, against which he makes saves DC 32 and 26. Hasted he charges hitting AC 40 for 11 hit points damage. S2 is his dodge-buddy)
K'Nara (AC28, HP124; misdirection) d20+12=24 d20+15=18 d10+6=10 d6=2 Wednesday May 31st, 2006 11:00:23 PM
Although she managed to backpedal out of the area of effect for one of the cones wafting her way, the other cloud of sickly green gas engulfed K'Nara, causing her to cough violently. (OOC: barely makes her Fort Save with a total of 24.)
K'Nara bounded towards one of the skulls, swinging the flaming Lucia in a deadly arc... (OOC: targeting skull S6; attack hits AC18 for 10hpd and 2hp fire damage.)
Dark Elf Skull Staff (DM Donna) Wednesday May 31st, 2006 11:08:16 PM
For a moment, the moaning of the staff ceases--it's replaced by a mocking laugh.
Then unholy light flares within the eyesockets of the long-dead elf/drow...
Olana (HP 69, AC 27) d20+11=27 d20+11=20 Thursday June 1st, 2006 1:37:30 AM
Stood in the middle of the poison cloud, Olana starts coughing, as one of the skull's gas clouds manages to get into her system. Purely on instinct, she drops to a crawl, and heads off on all fours trying to find clean air. (Heading south to where she had seen a door at some point.)
Falin (AC 24, hps 61/61) (non-detection???) d20+6=22 d20+6=26 d20+6=8 d20+39=42 d8+2=5 Thursday June 1st, 2006 4:49:02 AM
Falin is unaffected by the breath weapons and fires off his shot at the collector.
AC 42 5 HP
OOC: Made the first three rolls because I was not paying attention to AC to hit
Ingrge: AC 33:HP 122: Haste, Misdirection ( table at 2 oclock), non detection, mind shielding, SR 19 d20+17=28 d20+14=33 d20+10=30 Thursday June 1st, 2006 7:20:17 PM
(ooc: Last post should have had me at coordinate (3,-1))
Fort DC 28 Spot DC 33
Ingrge once moves a few feet (coordinate (4,-2)) and again cast dispel magic upon the staff.
Casts Targeted Dispel Magic (target - Staff) - No Save, No SR.
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2), scorching ray
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Bertram AC 28 HP 84 BLESS (GROUP) d20=17 d20=19 d6=6 d6=2 Thursday June 1st, 2006 10:20:29 PM
Bertram bids the Lantern Archon to attack and then raises his tattoed hand high in the air and cries out, calling upon the power of Gargul and Domi, to fill the room with holy energy. Bertram's creature fires two bright rays of light directly at the Collector.
(Hits AC 20, AC 22- for 8 points No svae No SR - Also Archon automatically brings a Magic Circle against Evil as well as Aura of menace which will need Will Saves DC 12)
(OOC Consecrate)
Gunther (AC 28, HP94/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Thursday June 1st, 2006 11:04:09 PM
Itching to get into the fight, Gunther finds the skull's breath weapons little more than a nuisance. He rubs the second vial of oil onto the other blade of his sword and then mutters a couple of orchish words and baths the blades in flame and electricity.
Bones, flesh and WHAT!?... round two (ADM Jay B) d20+29=32 d20+19=34 15d6(3+5+2+4+6+2+6+2+5+3+5+2+4+3+2)=54 d20+14=24 d20+14=17 d20+14=16 d20+14=23 d20+14=24 d20+14=26 2d6(3+4)+9=16 d20+14=33 Friday June 2nd, 2006 1:08:46 AM (Please post DCs for your spells with your posts. Also state spell effects too.)
Milo finds a 'soft spot' in the skull.
Lian moves up and stops, preparing to attack a skull.
Knara whiffs her attack on the skull.
Falin lets an arrow fly at the figure, with two promising results. First, the arrow sinks deep into its target. Second, this uncovers something unexpected. The figure raises its hood head ever so slightly, revealing a boney jaw and sneering smirk.
Bertam summons the power of Gargul and Domi. The archon attacks and casts. The Archon misses. (What effect do the rays have?)
Gunther rubs oil onto his blade.
Olana scrambles to find fresh air near the door and the figure. (I believe crawling is half speed. :))
Ingrge finds out that dispelling isn't going to work on this staff. It is simply too powerful for him to touch with such a spell. (I hope I've positioned you correctly.)[Your spot check reveals a quickened spell amidst the robed creatures gestures.] -----------------------------------------------
The swift actions from the Talons wipes the smirk the boney face. It begins a deep laugh. "I was hoping this might be fun!" (DC 32 vs Magic Circle Against Evil)
The dark figure flicks his wrist at Bertram. "Feel his POWER!!!" (Chain Lightning, SR 34, Reflex DC 25 for half, 54 damage Gunther must make a save as well or take 27 damage. Falin must make a save as well or take 13 damage. Ingrge must make a save as well or take 6 damage.)
S1 moves to the middle of the chamber.
S2 strikes back biting at Milo. (AC 24, missing)
S3 and S4 move to intercept Ingrge. (Hitting AC 17 and 16, missing)
S5 moves to meet Knara. (AC 23, missing)
S6 attacks Knara. (AC 24, missing)
S7 moves to meet Falin. (AC 26, for 16 damage plus Fort save DC 24 or suffer the consequenses ;))
S8 strikes out at Lian. (AC 33, missing)
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 55 hps) d20+17=28 d20+17=18 d20+17=25 d20+12=15 2d8(1+8)+6=15 2d8(8+2)+6=16 2d8(8+7)+6=21 2d8(3+3)+6=12 Friday June 2nd, 2006 1:24:32 AM
The monk strikes out at the skull. (AC 28, 18, 25 and 15, for 15, 16, 21 and 12 damage.)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Olana Friday June 2nd, 2006 2:17:45 AM
Olana keeps on crawling, still heading south, coughing and wheezing all the way. Ooooh, this wasn't good. All thoughts (not that there was much) of the chest have disappeared.
((At the races till Sunday. Have a good weekend everyone!))
Falin (AC 24, hps 35/61) d20+6=24 d20+19=23 d20+20=39 d8+2=10 d8+2=9 Friday June 2nd, 2006 11:01:26 AM
Falin winces at the attack, but keeps standing in an effort to retaliate. He also just barely keeps the effects of the attack at bay.
Falin continues to attack the Collector.
AC 23 and 39 DM 10 and 9 resectively
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 119/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+21=34 d20+16=32 d20+12=29 2d6(5+2)+14=21 d20+16=27 d6+7=11 12d6(2+4+6+4+2+5+4+1+3+5+5+1)=42 d20+14=31 Friday June 2nd, 2006 7:47:41 PM
Reflex save 34
Getting a small jolt from the lightening, made save, Ingrge starts getting a might irritated and lashes out at the skull 3 with his staff releasing a scorching ray with the his first strike.
1st, 2nd attacks and Hasted 3rd attack: ACs 33 and 30 and AC 28 - on S3 for 32 points physical damage and 42 points scorching ray
No Save. SR 31
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (3),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(2),
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
{Edited to add bless bonus and SR}
Bertram AC 28 HP 57 BLESS (GROUP) d20+13=31 d20=13 d20=15 11d6(6+6+1+2+1+5+1+5+6+4+6)=43 d20+11=30 Saturday June 3rd, 2006 7:22:29 AM
Bertram avoids part of the creatures attack, but the pain still surges through every inch of his frame. He raises his head ordering the Archon to continue its assault and responds with a blast of holy light directed at the creature. (Made Save, Archon does 1d6 ray of light damage x2 per round. missed both. Bertram casts Searing Light-Holy fire basically-No save but spell resistance does apply 43HP Damage)
SR 30
Please keep in mind.... (ADM JAY B) Saturday June 3rd, 2006 10:02:11 AM
OOC: Folks, I need SR rolls for ALL enemies please. I will also do the same. Fair is fair.
I still need character sheets from all but Bertram and Ingrge.
Hopefully the speed bumps will get smoother.
Milo (hp 78; AC 30, 31 vs. S2) haste, bless d20+21=25 d20+21=30 d20+16=30 d4+4=8 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(1+6)=7 2d6(3+4)=7 Saturday June 3rd, 2006 11:28:02 AM
Dodging the skull's attack, Milo clicks his boots once more and lays into the thing (S2), doing his best to finish it off. (OOC: Hit ACs 25, 30, and 30 for 18, 14, and 14 points of damage respectively. If all hit, the total is 46 hit points damage.)
DM Jay B Saturday June 3rd, 2006 2:30:18 PM
Awaiting posts from Knara and Gunther before I post. I will be willing to post all weekend.
A new and improved map will follow for round three.
K'Nara (AC28, HP124; misdirection, Bless) d20+19=34 d10+8=18 d6=4 d20+14=18 d10+8=15 d6=5 Saturday June 3rd, 2006 10:16:33 PM
K'Nara continues to smack at the skull that originally got her attention...
OOC: both attacks are directed at skull S6; first attack hits AC34 for 18hpd and 4hp magic fire damage; second attack hits AC18 for 15hpd and 5hp magic fire damage.
Gunther (AC 28, HP67/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+7=17 d20+17=31 d8+8=15 d6=3 Sunday June 4th, 2006 10:32:45 PM
The bulky warrior grunts as the lightening bolt bounces off of Bertram and zaps him. "Hmmph! You don't know fun until you'd played vith me you little maggot!" Stepping forward, Gunther moves over to where he can attack the Collector. He moves with caution, to avoid being in the line of fire of Falin. Approaching the figure, Gunther takes a swing with his sword, the flame encased blade slicing gracefully toward the Collector. (AC 31 for 15 + 3(fire) damage).
OOC: Sorry for being so late....RL strikes again. Also, Jay...is there anyway to make the maps smaller file size? 4MB takes me about 1 hour to download.
Bones, flesh and pain... round three (ADM Jay B) d20+14=23 d20+14=28 d20+14=28 d20+14=31 2d6(5+1)+9=15 d20+14=30 2d6(5+3)+9=17 d20+14=31 2d6(4+3)+9=16 d20+14=17 d20+14=26 d20+18=35 3d6(2+2+2)+9=15 Monday June 5th, 2006 12:37:02 PM
Lian lays fists on S8 with noticeable damage. His fists glow with Domi's courage.
Olana continues towards the door, not noticing the dark figure is in her path.
Falin lets arrows loose at the Collector, which again, tear through the robes.
Ingrge seems to have the most luck, with fierce attacks. He puts some hurting on S3.
Bertram sends Domi's light at the Collector, but it simply dissipates on contact. The Collector laughs.
With swift and sure action, Milo lays down a series of vicious attacks.
Knara's first attack lands hard, but her second goes astray. -----------------------------------------------
S1 attacks Bertram from behind. (AC 23, missing)
S2 snaps at the halfling with long fangs. (AC 28, just missing him)
S3 moves slightly and snaps out at the weaponmage. (AC 30, missing)
S4 strikes out at Ingrge as well. (AC 33, for 15 damage, Fort save DC 24 vs poison please)
S5 bites at the red-head. (AC 32, for 17 damage, Fort save DC 24 vs poison)
S6's fangs bared, strikes at the leader of the Talons. (AC 33, for 16, make a second Fort save DC 24 vs poison)
S7 bites at the elf. (AC 17, missing)
S8 attacks Lian. (AC 26, missing)
The Collector watches in amusement as the warrior approaches. The Collector does nothing as he is struck. The Collector then raises the staff and brings it, skull first, down onto the massive warrior. (hits AC 35, for 15 damage, and please make a Fort save DC 30 vs death effect) Then the Collector steps off to the right, towards Olana.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 55 hps) d20+17=32 d20+17=30 d20+17=33 d20+15=24 2d8(1+1)+6=8 2d8(4+7)+6=17 2d8(4+2)+6=12 2d8(6+3)+6=15 Monday June 5th, 2006 3:52:08 PM
Lian strikes out(flurry of blows). (AC 33, 31, 34 and 25, for 8, 17, 12 and 15 damage, total 52)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Olana (HP 69, AC 27) Monday June 5th, 2006 9:58:48 PM
Someone in front of her. Olana stops crawling, confused, with her throat and eyes still burning from the gas. There is movement, and scents, all around, but she remains unable to process them successfully without guidance.
Gunther (AC 30, HP52/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+9=15 d20+17=18 d20+12=28 d20+7=21 d20+17=26 d20+9=10 d8+8=13 d6=3 d8+8=14 d6=2 d8+8=15 d6=1 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 12:09:39 AM
Growling in pain, Gunther staggers, overwhelmed by the raw power of the attack. He feels his very lifeforce being ripped from his body... But somehow, the sight of that horrid thing turning toward Olana gives him an almost supernatural ability to throw off the magic surging through his body (Fort=15, used 8 hero points to bump it up to 31). Moving forward, Gunther wages another attack on the Collector with mixed results (AC18, 28 for 13 +6 fire, 21 for 14 +2 shock, 26 for 15 +1 shock). As he slices at the figure, Gunther yells to Olana "Get avay from dis ting! Go over to Milo or de Broder!"
OOC: What's the Collector's AC? Also, note that Gunther's AC was incorrect...30 is the AC for the Celestial armor.
K'Nara (AC31, HP124; misdirection, Bless) d20+18=24 d20+18=33 d20+19=34 d10+8=15 d6=4 d20+14=22 d10+8=10 d6=3 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 12:30:05 AM
K'Nara doesn't smother the oaths that fall from her lips as the two fanged skulls clamp down on her--she can feel the burning sting of poison coursing through her veins now, and she strives to ignore the debilitating effects of the pain. (OOC: made both saves at 24 and 33.)
"Get off of me!!!" the human blade singer bellows, once again pounding at S6 with her flaming sword...
(OOC: first attack hits AC34 for 15hpd and 4hp magic fire damage; second attack hits ac22 for 10hpd & 3hp magic fire damage.)
Milo (hp 78; AC 30, 31 vs. S2) haste, bless d20+21=28 d20+21=28 d20+16=31 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 2d6(3+6)=9 2d6(4+6)=10 2d6(5+4)=9 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 12:42:25 AM
Yelling at the skull before him, "What? You still movin'? It is time you departed." The halfling clicks his heels and his blade becomes a whirling scythe of destruction. (OOC: Milo hits S2 AC 28, 28, and 31 for 16, 17, and 16 hit points damage respectively. Total damage is 49 hit points.)
Falin (AC 24, hps 35/61) d20+15=27 d20+10=20 d8+2=10 d8+2=4 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 12:55:03 AM
Falin rethinks his options and goes for the longshot. He turns his attention to the small treasure chest on the table and fires at it.
AC 27 for 10 hp AC 20 for 4 hp
ADM post... Tuesday June 6th, 2006 1:10:46 AM
OOC: Will wait for Ingrge to post his 'Monday' post. He is running two PCs. I'll give him a bit longer.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 104/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+17=24 d20+16=36 d20+16=31 d20+12=28 d6+7=9 d6+7=13 d6+7=13 d20+14=31 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 5:43:45 AM
Ingrge feels the poisonous bite of the second skull and grimaces as his body fights off the poison's effects (Made save 24) and then turns his attention back to the skulls connecting all three times and sending magical enery through his staff with his last attack. (Manually added in bless)
AC 37 - 9 points #3 AC 32 - 13 poits #3 AC 29 - 13 points #4 and command dead (Non intelligest undead such as zombies and skeletons get no saving throw, all others, Will DC 24, SR 31
Jay B Tuesday June 6th, 2006 3:22:49 PM
OOC: Kent, you need to post for Bertram please.
OOPs, thought I had.
Bertram AC 28 HP 57 BLESS (GROUP) d20+2=21 d20+2=19 d6=4 d6=5 d20+19=31 d20+12=29 d8+9=14 d8+9=15 2d6(4+2)=6 2d6(5+1)=6 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 5:38:11 PM
Archon Lantern:
Both skeleton 1 and 7 need to make will saves of DC 11 or -2 to all attacks, saves, etc.
Also there is a 20 foot magic cirle against evil centered on the Archon Will DC 16.
The archon sends a beam of light enegry streaking at s1 touch AC 21 and 19 for 4 and 5 points. No Save, No SR
Brother bertram feels the presence of S1 and wheels with his axe attacks twice AC 31 - damage 14 + bane 6 and will save DC 14 or be destroyed
AC 29 - damage 15 + 6 and will save DC 14 or be destroyed.
Bones, flesh and pain... round four (ADM Jay B) d20+14=25 d20+14=23 d20+14=27 d20+14=30 2d6(5+5)+9=19 d20+14=28 d20+16=19 d20+16=25 d20+16=22 d20+16=27 d20+14=15 d20+14=34 d20+14=26 2d6(2+4)+9=15 d20+27=41 d100=27 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 8:12:34 PM
Lian whoops on the bonehead with massive damage this time.
Olana is confused.
Falin fires at the box on the table. (Donna, I have no information on the box.)
Ingrge slugs it out with his two nasty skulls.
Bertram and the Archon send out good vibes and do their best to fend off the evil. The archon misses. Bertram makes contact twice.
Milo does his best to finish off this skull as soon as possible.
Knara fights two of the creatures with expert skill and talents, but only hits once.
Gunther feels significant pain as his soul is nearly torn from his body. He misses both times. The warrior presses on. --------------------------- S1 The draconic skull hisses and bites at the dwarf again. (AC 30, for 19 damage, fort save DC 24 vs poison)(makes both saves, 25 and 23)
S2 The halfling looks like a tasty morsel. (AC 28, missing)
S3 Misses Ingrge.
S4 Also misses the mage. (makes save, 27)
S5 and S6 Both miss the red-head.
S7 Strikes at Falin. (misses)
S8 The skull strikes at the monk. (Hits natural 20, for 15 damage and make save DC 24 vs poison.)
The Collector is truly annoyed by the warrior but turns tactics to something more his liking. The Collector casts a spell and then sinks into the floor, melding. (Concentration 41)
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 40/55 hps) d20+13=26 d20+17=18 d20+17=19 d20+17=23 d20+12=23 Tuesday June 6th, 2006 8:16:04 PM
(Save vs poison 26) The monk presses on. (flurry, missing all attacks)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3): Lesser Restoration*
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Milo (hp 78; AC 30, 31 vs. S2) haste, bless d20+21=26 d20+21=29 d20+16=33 d4+4=7 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 2d6(1+5)=6 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(4+2)=6 Wednesday June 7th, 2006 8:41:16 AM
Frustrated at the persistence of the animated skull, Milo clicks his heels and continues to lash out at the undead critter. (OOC: Hit ACs 26, 29, and 33 for 13, 16, and 11 hit points of damage respectively. Damage total is 40 hps.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP52/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+5=21 Wednesday June 7th, 2006 2:01:15 PM
Gunther watches the boney figure sink into the floor in horror. "Vere do you tink you're going?!" Spotting Olana still nearby, Gunther gasps. Grabbing Olana by the arm, he drags her over to a position by Brother Bertram (G9). Then he pulls a potion out of his backpack (Hide from Undead). "Miss Olana, drink dis potion." He commands as he steps in front of the elf (G10), watching for any signs of an attack by the Collector (Spot=21).
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 104/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+16=36 d20+16=30 d20+12=29 d6+7=8 d6+7=13 d6+7=9 d6=5 d20+15=28 d20+27=39 d20+18=21 Wednesday June 7th, 2006 6:24:33 PM
Getting fed up that these two skulls are still around Ingrge truely gets serious and whacks #3 three more times and sends another spell through with his first hit disrupt undead - No save - SR 28
Ac 36 (natural 20) for 8 points AC 30 for 13 points AC 29 for 9 points disrupt undead 5 points
Total damage this round 35
Spell craft 39 and knowledge arcana 21 rolls for seeing knowing what the collector just did
(s3 has now had 130 points of damage from Ingrge)
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (2),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Bertram AC 28 HP 38/57 BLESS (GROUP) d20+16=33 d20+19=29 d20+12=28 d8+9=15 d8+9=10 2d6(3+5)=8 2d6(6+5)=11 Wednesday June 7th, 2006 9:27:35 PM
Bertram shrugs of the poisonous bite easily fort DC 33 as he continues to lay into S1 and swing with his axe two more times.
AC 29 - 15 points + 8 points bane damage
AC 28 - 10 points + 11 points bane damage
Total damage 44 points damage
S1 needs to make 2 will svaes DC 14 or be destroyed (disruption)
Olana Thursday June 8th, 2006 1:11:24 AM
Olana hears a shout - something about Milo and 'der broader'? She starts to change direction, but then feels someone pulling at her arm. "Oh," she says, startled, and drink wha - ? "Erk, glug, glug..." Well, now something felt funny, but instinct tells her to stay within Gunther's shadow.
K'Nara (AC31, HP91; misdirection, Bless) d20+19=35 d10+8=15 d6=5 d20+14=33 d10+8=17 d6=2 Thursday June 8th, 2006 1:43:33 AM
(OOC: my apologies--K'Nara's HPs should be at 91 since she did get bit by two of the skulls...)
The human bladesinger forgoes finesse for brute strength, opting to pound the bejeebers out of skull S6...
(OOC: first attack hits AC35 for 15hpd and 5hp magic fire damage; second attack hits (hooray!) AC33 for 17hpd and 2hp magic fire damage--now if only there were such things as Crit Hits on undead!)
Bones, flesh and pain... round five (ADM Jay B) d4=4 d20+8=28 d20+8=26 d20+14=18 d20+14=33 d20+14=21 2d6(4+3)+9=16 d20+16=22 d20+16=36 d20+16=28 2d6(1+6)+9=16 d20+16=21 d20+16=32 2d6(2+4)+9=15 d20+14=26 2d6(5+1)+9=15 d20+14=21 d20+19=21 4d8(1+3+7+8)+15=34 d20+29=32 Thursday June 8th, 2006 4:38:25 AM
Hardly realizing that you were breathing in toxic fumes for several rounds, all of you who made your save after the gas attack, take 2 Con damage.
Lian's attacks fail miserably.
Olana takes the potion and follows Gunther's directions.
Ingrge lays down some hurt to his opponent.
Bertram waves off the poison. Both attacks hit solid.
Milo puts on his game face and attacks without fear.
Knara opts for brute force.
Gunther moves to G10 and suggests to Olana to do the same.
--------------------------- S1 makes his saves (28 and 26). The skull seems to be working out that it really doesn't like the dwarf with the sharp metal, so it retaliates. (AC 18, missing)
S2 Milo's skull makes a last ditch effort to eat the halfling. (AC 33(no crit), for 16 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S3 and S4 both snap at the weapon mage but only one is successful. (AC 22 and 36(no crit), for 16 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S5 and S6 both attacking, but one manages to hit. (AC 32, for 15 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S7 opens its great fangs and snaps at Falin. (AC 26, for 15 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis))
S8 snaps at Lian and moves away. (AC 21, missing) [AoO from Lian.]
The Collector rises through the floor again and casts a spell. (DC 30 Will save for half, SR 21)[take 34 damage if you fail the save, take 17 if you make it] Then the Collector looks at the warrior Gunther. "Thats a feeble attempt to hide her from me. She's mine." He then steps into H11.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 23/55 hps) d20+17=27 2d8(3+3)+6=12 d4=3 d20+21=30 Thursday June 8th, 2006 4:47:51 AM
Lian feels light headed and woozy.
The monk takes his attack of opportunity as the skull retreats. (AoO, AC 27 for 12 damage)
Lian casts Lesser Restoration on himself (rolled 3), then moves to intercept S8, just as a wave of pain rushes over him. (Will save 30, taking 17 damage)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3):
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Falin (AC 24, hps 10/61) d20+6=17 d20+6=15 Thursday June 8th, 2006 11:55:27 AM
Falin shakes his head as if in some type of a funk. He is awoken out of it though when he is bitten. He jumps back ready to strike when he goes limp and falls to the ground.
Will save 15 failure
Hero Point reroll of Fort save still resulted in a failure
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 88/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+17=26 d20+18=35 d20+18=29 d20+18=35 12d6(4+5+3+6+2+6+5+5+4+5+4+3)=52 d20+17=35 Thursday June 8th, 2006 7:05:06 PM
Bitten again and feeling his body fight the quickly stiffening muscles Fort save DC 26, Ingrge decides that bashing isn't working as well as he had hoped, and changes tactics. Leveling his staff at S3 he lets fly with a staff charge and three scorching rays leap out of the end and strike at the skull.
Ranged touch AC 35, 29 & 35 for 52 points of damage - NO SAVE - SR 35
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (2),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Bertram AC 28 HP 38/57 BLESS (GROUP) 11d6(3+4+4+6+6+6+4+1+3+5+6)=48 d20+11=30 8d6(4+5+4+2+6+4+6+5)=36 Thursday June 8th, 2006 8:37:19 PM
(OOC. Shoot I am not familiar enough with Bertram's sheets. I missed out on an additional 8d6 (36 points) of damage the past two rounds. GGGRRR.)
Bertram sees the collector move to where he is a bit more distant from members of his party and calls out loudly to Domi, calling down holy fire five feet behind the collector so as to not burn any of his friends.
Flame strike - 48 points damage. Reflex DC 25 for 36 points damage
SR 30
Milo (hp 62/78; AC 30, 31 vs. S2) haste, bless d20+12=27 d20+21=33 d20+21=31 d20+16=29 d4+4=5 d4+4=5 d4+4=7 2d6(5+6)=11 2d6(4+1)=5 2d6(1+1)=2 Thursday June 8th, 2006 9:37:23 PM
Milo grimaces as the skull bites down, and as his muscles begin to lock up from paralysis, the halfling gives himself a whole body shake. Clicking his heals, he uses the momentum and speed from the boots to maintain his assault, and gives a feral scream as he strikes back once more. (OOC: Made Save DC 27 to avoid paralysis. Hit ACs 33, 31, and 29 for 16, 10, and 13 hit points damage respectively. Total damage is 39 hps.)
ADM question Thursday June 8th, 2006 10:38:18 PM
OOC: Has Bert's Archon left now?
OOC reply: OOPs no he is still around for another 5 rounds
K'Nara (AC31, HP65/124; misdirection, Bless) d20+19=30 d100=37 2d8(8+8)+8=24 Friday June 9th, 2006 12:36:29 AM
K'Nara stumbles, almost falling as a wave of weakness seems to sap the strength from her body. Poison...no doubt from the noxious green clouds she'd been caught in with the rest of the group.
She manages to reel away even as the newest of the injected poison does its best to still the blade singer's dance. (OOC: K'Nara made her Fort save at 30; she has moved away from the skulls to D10.)
After taking the five-foot step away from her attackers, K'Nara immediately casts Cure Moderate Wounds on herself, feeling some of her strength seep back. (OOC: made her Spell Failure check at 37 and heals 24hp damage so that she now has 89hp for next round.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP18/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+4=5 d20+19=21 d20+19=33 d20+7=21 Friday June 9th, 2006 1:18:30 AM
The wave rips through Gunther like a rag doll (Will=5). Smoldering and tattered, the warrior watches as the Collector approaches. "You vill not touch her you stinking maggot! I von't let you touch her!!" Whipping his sword out, Gunther tries a tactic he once saw used by a drow. Tilting his blade ever so slightly, he angles it in below where the Collector's boney hand hold his staff. Then with a twist, the agile warrior pops the blade back like a lever, attempting to wrench the staff from the Collector's hands. (OOC: Disarm attack. Used hero point to roll a 33. According to the (new rules), the Collector must take 10, so unless his attack modifer is a 23, Gunther's attack succeeds. But in case it's needed, his Reflex save is 21).
Olana (AC 27 52/69) d20+11=30 Friday June 9th, 2006 6:04:58 PM
Olana frowns, as the Collector rises out of the floor. He looks funny and distorted as her eyes are still watering. Then suddenly something makes her whisper "Owwww...." She scrambles to stay behind Gunther.
(I'm assuming at this point I'm hit with that spell. Not sure if the enemycan see me or not after quaffing that potion. Made save. 17 dam)
Jan, it is obvious, even in Olana's state, that the icky Collector can see you. Its not so clear whether the skulls can though. ~ ADM Jay B
Bones, flesh and pain... round six (ADM Jay B) d20+14=32 2d6(2+3)+9=14 d20+16=17 d20+16=28 d20+14=34 d20+14=18 2d6(2+3)+9=14 d20+16=18 d20+14=32 d20+14=26 d20+18=37 d20+19=34 d20+12=17 d20+12=29 d20+12=21 d20+15=35 Friday June 9th, 2006 7:33:42 PM
Lian casts a spell and moves to meet his target.
Olana feels pain from something.
Ingrge's rays dissolve around S3.
Bertram's pillar of holy descends upon the Collector with few results. (I'm confused as to where this extra 36 damage is coming from. Please explain.)
Milo slips his nut and screams manically at the skull.
Knara is nearly fallen by weakness but manages to fight out of it. The red-head moves away to D10 and heals.
Gunther is struck by pain, but continues on, attempting to take the staff from its owner.
Falin slumps to the floor. (Was Con damage calculated into your current hit points?)
--------------------------- S1 attacks Bertram. (AC 32, for 14 damage, and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S2 falls to pieces. DEAD
S3 and S4 both attack Ingrge. (both missing)
S5 snaps at Knara. (AC 34 (no crit) for 14 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis))
S6 moves to block the red heads retreat. (AC 18, missing)
S7 loses sight of Falin when he falls and sees another elf approach from behind, taking an attack of opportunity. (AoO on Lian, AC 32, missing)
S8 strikes out at the monk. (AC 26, missing)
The Collector receives a shock when his staff is suddenly clattering toward and stops at the Weaponmage's feet. Then it moves to J10 to position himself to retrieve his staff. The Collector then casts a spell at Ingrge. (Maximize Scorching Ray, SR 34 rolled, Touch AC 17, 29 and 21, missing once, hitting twice for 48 fire damage)[Rolled reflex of 35, he takes 36 damage. What source of damage is it? Fire, divine... break it down for me please. :)]
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 23/55 hps) d20+17=32 d20+17=34 d20+17=19 d20+12=26 2d8(1+7)+6=14 2d8(5+3)+6=14 2d8(1+8)+6=15 2d8(3+5)+6=14 Friday June 9th, 2006 7:41:50 PM
The monk steps to E8 and attacks S7. (flurry, AC 32, 34, 19 and 26 for 14, 14, 15, and 14 damage)
"Falin?! Falin. Can you hear me?" He looks to the elf to see if he needs healing or something else.
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3):
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Kent Friday June 9th, 2006 9:48:32 PM
{OOC: First off Ingrge is still targeting his skull S3 NOT the collector.
The 36 points is not extra damage but the total damage he takes if he makes his reflex save.}
I believe that s3 and s4 are attacking Ingrge Not K'nara
Kent, all fixed. I needed to also change the post. Ingrge is involved directly. Jay B
ADM Jay B Saturday June 10th, 2006 12:01:45 AM
OOC: I made a terrible error and needed to correct it. The post has changed.
K'Nara (AC31, HP75/124; misdirection, Bless) d20+21=39 d20+19=33 d10+8=14 d6=3 d20+14=29 d10+8=16 d6=4 Saturday June 10th, 2006 12:39:19 AM
Once again, the red-headed blade singer's phenomenal fortitude comes to her rescue as the poison of the skull attempts to overwhelm her circulatory system--she manages to fight off paralysis. (OOC: made her Fort save with 39.)
K'Nara takes another five-foot-step to E11 and whirls her blade at skull S6, determined to hack her bony foe to pieces with deadly elven precision...(OOC: first attack hits AC33 for 14hpd and 3hp fire damage; second attack hits AC29 for 16hpd and 4hp fire damage.)
Falin (AC 18, hps 10/61) Saturday June 10th, 2006 1:24:01 AM
Falin breathes. Yes, my current hp took into account my Con loss.
Gunther (AC 30, HP26/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) 2d8(1+2)+3=6 d8=3 Saturday June 10th, 2006 12:00:03 PM
Breathing a sigh of relief, Gunther whispers "Heilen" and there is a light glow. A few of the warrior's wounds close shut. "Lian...look out! Dat ting is right by you!! Ingrge...his staff is behind you look...out!" Gunther screams as the rays rip into the weapons mage. Maintaining a defensive stance in front of Olana, Gunther reaches into his backpack and pulls out the Holy axe. "I'm going to give you von more chance...but if you fail me dis time..." With a snap of his fingers, his two-bladed sword disappears into his glove.
Ingrge: AC 33 (touch AC 23): HP 64/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless Sunday June 11th, 2006 8:39:37 AM
(OOC: Bertram's previous damage was 12 fire and 24 divine)
(OOC2: Ingrge's touch AC is 23 10 base,+ 7dex, +3dodge (staff)+2 ring(deflection)+1 boots - so only one ray would strike him)
Ingrge staggers back momentarily as the scorching ray strikes him. Hearing Gunther and the clattering of the staff, Ingrge reaches down and picks it up.(free action) As ingrge feels the power of the staff begin to effect him, he know he could absolutely control everything in this room if he so desired and was willing to give up his soul. Fighting the powerful desire for ultimate power, Ingrge Reaches into his robe pocket and pulls out a brown gem throwing it to the ground shattering it. In its place forms a large earth elemental. Ingrge hands it the staff and tells it to bury it in stone somewhere at least 200 feet below ground where it can not be easily gotten to, and then it is free to go.
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (2),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Bertram AC 28 HP 24/57 BLESS (GROUP) d20+11=25 2d8(6+8)+11=25 d20+11=26 d20+2=16 d20+2=18 d6=3 d6=4 Sunday June 11th, 2006 8:54:27 AM
Feeling the paralyzing effects of the skulls bite begin to take hold Bertram's stubborn dwarf blood kicks in and fights the effects off DC25
He then again calls on the powers granted by omi and casts a mass cure moderate wounds channeling positive energy throughout the room.
[b]Party members are healed 25 points, S1, S3, S4 each take 25 points of damage - Will Dc 25 SR 26.
***
The Archon lantern again sends out to light rays aimed at S1.
Touch AC 16 3 points Touch AC 18 4 points
No save, No SR
Milo (hp 62/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) haste, bless d20+21=32 d4+4=8 2d6(4+1)=5 Monday June 12th, 2006 1:15:41 AM
Satisfied that the skull will move no more, Milo clicks his heels, and quickly makes his way across the battlefield, circling between Ingrge and Bertram to end up standing next to the Collector (I10), a grim smile on his face. Without preamble, Milo lashes out at his enemy. (OOC: Hit AC 32 for 13 hps damage)
Bones, stones and... no more staff.... round seven (ADM Jay B) d20+14=16 d20+16=28 d20+16=17 d20+14=24 d20+14=19 d20+14=28 d20+14=23 d20+19=22 10d6(5+1+5+4+4+6+5+5+2+3)=40 d20+19=33 d20+27=39 d20+27=41 Monday June 12th, 2006 1:51:44 PM
Lian steps to one side, calls out to Falin, and attacks S7.
Olana is virtually stunned at all the activity.
Ingrge is hit once by the ray. When the weapon mage picks up the staff, he feels its immense power and great evil. The drain in even touching the artifact is nearly overbearing. The mage breaks a gem and hands the staff off to the earth elemental. The elemental obeys the command. The elemental descends into the stone from K7. One last moan comes from the staff as it pulled into the earth.
Bertram heals the entire party(25 points) and harms several skulls.
Milo moves to attack the Collector.
Knara overcomes the poison then adjusts for better position on S6. Both attacks land true on the bony skull.
Gunther seems to getting anxious. He heals himself, calls out to Lian and talks to his axe.
Falin remains paralyzed.
--------------------------- S1 attacks the cleric of Domi. (AC 16, missing)
S2 DEAD
S3 and S4 both attack Ingrge. (AC 28 and 17, both missing)
S5 moves to meet Knara. (AC 24, missing)
S6 adjusts to meet Knara. (AC 19, missing)
S7 moves to meet the monk. (AC 28, missing)
S8 moves to meet the monk. (AC 23, missing)
The Collector is less than happy to see the elemental appear and be handed the staff. He's even more surprised a couple of seconds later to see his staff descend into the rock. The Collector casts Extended Hold Person Mass (I need a Will save DC 28 from everyone. SR 22)[Concentration check 39]
Then he follows it up with a fast Fireball 18 inches off the floor. (I need a from everyone, except Falin, DC 22 Reflex for half of 40 damage, SR 33)[Remember, if your effected by the Hold Person, you get no Reflex for the Fireball][Concentration check 41]
Milo gets an AoO versus the Collector.
The bony Collector then steps backwards into the stone wall.[K11]
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 48/55 hps) d20+21=36 d20+19=33 d20+17=32 d20+17=22 d20+17=33 d20+12=14 2d8(1+5)+6=12 2d8(1+6)+6=13 2d8(1+6)+6=13 Monday June 12th, 2006 2:00:15 PM
(Will save 36, Reflex Save 33[no damage])
The monk turns his attention to S8. (AC 32, 22, 33 and 14, for 12, 13, 13 and miss, 38 total damage)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 3mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance** First Level(4): Second Level(3):
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Ingrge: AC 33 (touch AC 23): HP 89/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+19=27 d20+19=34 d20+21=30 Monday June 12th, 2006 3:31:31 PM
Ingrge smirks a bit as the elemental and the staff disappear into the floor. and then suddenly he finds that his body is starting to move sluggishly and not want to respond.will DC27) Refusing to believe that he can be held by someone as evil as this he fights the spell with everything he has and somehow manages to break free from the spell before it had completely held him (rerolled will save, used hero point DC34).
Just as he breaks free from the spell the scarred elf feels the need to move and does so rapidly moving toward the collector avoiding some of the fireball. flex DC 30)
As he comes to a stop he drops another brown gem on to the floor watching as another earth elemental forms. Pointing to the wall where the collector diapeared Ingrge tells the elemental to destroy a ten foot wide part of the wall where the lich sank in.
Bertram AC 28 HP 29/57 BLESS (GROUP) d20+2=10 d20+2=8 d20+16=31 d20+10=22 2d8(8+7)+11=26 d20+11=26 Monday June 12th, 2006 3:43:15 PM
The Archon concentrates again on S1 and sends two more rays of light streaking toward it.
The Archon lantern again sends out to light rays aimed at S1 missing both times.
Touch AC 10 Touch AC 8
******
Bertram shakes his head as the Lich tries to hold him and then smiles as nothing seems to take place. Will DC 31. and then grimaces as a good portion of the fire washes over him (used to hero points prior to roll dc 22)
Bertram once again calls on Domi for healing and casts mass moderate again healing the party for 26 points and causing 26 points of damage to S1, S3, S4 - Will Dc 25, SR 26
Gunther (AC 30, HP37/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+5=7 Monday June 12th, 2006 11:15:15 PM
Gunther shoots a look of thanks over to Brother Bertram for the healing. Now that he's back in fighting shape, Gunther is about to head over and give the Collector the butt whooping of his life when he notices that his feet won't move...come to think of it, nothing moves (Will=7)! The big cat tamer can do nothing but just stand there as the fireball burns his face and arms and heats his armor. He stands frozen, internally fuming that yet again there is a fight and he isn't in it.
Olana (AC27 32/69) d20+11=18 d20+11=28 d20+19=35 Monday June 12th, 2006 11:16:23 PM
Something was suddenly knocking on Olana's brain's door. Nobody home, baby, nobody home, and her senses attempt to bear it as best they could. (Used Hero Point for the Will Save. Made Save and Reflex Save). Instinct makes her curve her body into a tight ball and she therefore doesn't take as much damage.
Milo (hp 62/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) haste, bless d20+21=36 d20+10=16 d4+4=8 2d6(6+6)=12 Tuesday June 13th, 2006 12:13:51 AM
As the Collector opens himself up to attack, Milo swings, and then freezes as he fails to resist the Collector's spell. (OOC: Hit AC 36 for 20 hit points damage. Failed saving throw against mass hold person with a DC 16)
(OOC: Milo, did you make your reflex save vs the fireball?) ADM Jay B
Falin (-5/51) Tuesday June 13th, 2006 10:34:15 AM
Added healing of 25 hp and took damage of 40 hp.
(Falin, you do not have to take the fireball damage as I stated in the post. Please make a will save too. ADM Jay B)
Bones, stones and... round eight (ADM Jay B) d20+14=25 d20+16=31 d20+16=33 2d6(4+5)+9=18 d20+16=25 d20+16=32 2d6(2+1)+9=12 d20+16=22 d20+16=23 d20+12=19 d20+12=20 d20+12=26 Tuesday June 13th, 2006 1:38:35 PM
The long table containing skulls catches fire.
Lian damages S8.
Olana goes into a defensive fetal position.
Ingrge waves off the hold person spell and dodges the fireball. He then summons another elemental to destroy the wall. The elemental obediently moves to the wall. (OOC: Please describe how the elemental damages the wall. It says in the elemental description that when it passes through the earth, it leaves no visible sign. Can it actually harm its own element?)
Bertram heals the group again. (Heals for 26 and harms 1, 3 and 4.)
The archon misses.
Milo just manages to harm the Collector before becoming held.
Knara (post to come... Donna, I will add you in later :))
Gunther is Held. (Please take the damage for the Fireball as well.)
Falin remains paralyzed.
--------------------------- S1 snaps at Bertram again feebley. (AC 25)[19 failed]
S2 DEAD
S3 and S4 both attack Ingrge. (AC 31 and 33, for 18 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)[20 and 26, one failed]
S5 and S6 attack the blade singer. (AC 25 and 32, for 12 and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S7 and S8 attack the monk/hand. (AC 22 and 23)
The Collector remains in the wall for the time being.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 55 hps) d20+17=33 d20+17=22 d20+17=18 d20+12=24 2d8(5+5)+6=16 2d8(4+3)+6=13 2d8(4+8)+6=18 Tuesday June 13th, 2006 1:46:48 PM
He flinches at the fireball blast, but takes no damage.
The monk remains focused on S8. (AC 33, 22, miss and 24, for 16, 13, miss, 18 damage, 47 total damage) Then he steps into F8, glancing at Falin.
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 2mins 12secs) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Kent Tuesday June 13th, 2006 6:11:14 PM
(OOC: By pounding it to rubble. 1st sentence describing earth elementals states that they are immensely strong and tough: The larger ones can pound almost anything into rubble. This is a large elemental, and rubble comes from rock material last I checked.)
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 57 d20=18 d20=10 d20+14=24 d20+14=29 d10+7=10 d10+7=10 d6=1 2d6(2+2)=4 2d6(6+3)=9 Tuesday June 13th, 2006 7:49:09 PM
Bertram cant help but grin seeing the staff disappear. He immediately attacks with his axe the nearest skull and orders the archon to do the same. OOC (Archon hits AC 18 for 1 hp damage) (Bertram hits AC 24 and AC 29 respectively First hit does 10HP damage and the second does 10HP damage Also does another 13 if they are chaotic evil. Also if the skulls are undead and below 11HD they must roll will save or be utterly destroyed. Spell resistance does NOT apply to this roll)
Milo (hp 62/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) bless, HELD d20+10=18 Tuesday June 13th, 2006 8:54:36 PM
Milo consoles himself, thinking about all the things he is going to do when he gets free of this spell. (OOC: Failed the save again at DC 18)
Gunther (AC 30, HP37/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) **HELD** Tuesday June 13th, 2006 11:21:27 PM
Stewing and fuming, Gunther continues to watch the fight progressing around him.
OOC: I did figure in the damage from the fireball. 26+25-40+26=37
Ingrge: AC 33 (touch AC 23): HP 77/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+18=37 d3=3 d20+3=19 d20+3=11 d20+3=11 d20+3=15 d20+3=6 d20+3=6 d20-1=17 d20-1=19 d20-1=19 d3=2 d3=2 d3=2 d3=1 d3=3 d3=3 d4=4 d4=2 d4=2 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 8:20:09 AM
(OOC how much damage from S4's attack?)
Thankful for Brother Bertram's timely healing, Ingrge, the scrappy elf easily shakes off the paralyisis attempt and concentrates on figuring out how to get the party safe and out of here. Reaching into his quiver he pulls for a wand and rips off a charge and almost immediately 3 celestial eagles appaer and go straight for S4.
Claws AC 19 & 11 for 2 + 2 points AC 11 & 15 for 2 +1 point AC 6 & 5 + 3 + 3
Bites: (all smite evil attacks)
AC 17 for 4 + 20 points AC 20 (natural 20) for 2 + 20 points AC 20 (natural 20) ofr 2 + 20 points
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (2),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd- fireball,
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
OOC: Oops! 18 damage Kent. :)
Falin (21/51 hps) Wednesday June 14th, 2006 10:31:02 AM
Falin breathes.
K'Nara (AC31, 68/124hp; non-detection, Bless) d20+11=29 d20+13=29 d20+16=33 d20+19=39 d10+8=16 d6=6 d20+14=23 d10+8=18 d6=5 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 2:23:39 PM
(OOC: K'Nara barely makes her Will Save with 29; her Reflex save (29) halves the damage of the fire ball and her Fort save of 33 counters the potential paralysis from the skull that bit her.)
K'Nara doesn't notice the magic attempt to still her, though her honed reflexes minimize the damage done by the fireball. The bite from one of the skulls stings a LOT, however, though she doesn't fall prey to its poison.
The human bladesinger continues to smack at skull S6, hoping to make it fall permanently.
(OOC: first attack hits AC39 (wahhh!!!) for 16hpd and 6hp fire damage; second attack hits ac23 for 18hpd and 5hp fire damage.)
Bones, stones and the three stiffs... round nine (ADM Jay B) d20+14=24 d20+16=36 d20+16=18 d20+16=18 2d6(4+1)+9=14 d20+16=29 d20+16=35 d20+16=21 2d6(5+5)+9=19 d20+14=15 d20+14=19 5d6(2+1+5+6+6)=20 d20+27=45 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 5:08:37 PM
Lian does significant damage to S8.
Olana remains near the limp form of Gunther.
Ingrge summons several celestial eagles.
Bertram does damage. (They are not chaotic evil.)
The archon misses.
Milo remains held.
Knara makes through the spell assault, none the worse for ware.
Gunther is Held.
Falin remains paralyzed.
--------------------------- S1 snaps at Bertram again feebley. (AC 24)
S2 DEAD
S3 and S4 both attack Ingrge. (AC 36(NAT 20, not a crit) and 18, for 14 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S5 and S6 attack the blade singer. One hit. (AC 29 and 35(not a crit), for 19 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis)
S7 and S8 attack the monk/hand. (AC 15 and 19)
The Collector is expelled from the wall and takes 20 damage. Quite irratated by his skull's lack of proficiency and the interlopers intrusion, the Collector begins playing for keeps. "There are several elven skulls in the party that will make for good additions!" He says in his grating, raspy voice.
The Collector casts and reappears on the other side of the chamber. (Concentration vs elemental AoO, 45)
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S8), 55 hps) d20+18=24 d20+18=28 d20+18=35 d20+13=26 2d8(4+8)+6=18 2d8(7+1)+6=14 2d8(7+3)+6=16 2d8(8+3)+6=17 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 5:12:27 PM
The monk maintains his attacks on S8. (AC 24, 28, 35 and 26, for 18, 14, 16 and 17 damage) [Should any of the attacks drop S8, Lian will move onto S1]
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 2mins 12secs) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Ingrge: AC 33 (touch AC 23): HP 77/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+3=19 d20+3=11 d20+3=11 d20+3=15 d20+3=6 d20+3=6 d20-1=17 d20-1=19 d20-1=19 d3=2 d3=2 d3=2 d3=1 d3=3 d3=3 d4=4 d4=2 d4=2 d20+12=13 d20+7=21 2d8(6+5)+10=21 2d8(7+4)+10=21 10d6(2+3+6+5+1+5+4+4+6+4)=40 d20+14=33 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 5:39:54 PM
(oops forgot the eagle's cant attack until this round.)
Ingrge takes a moment and focuses the eagles to attack S3, and turns the elemental to focus on S4 (free actions)
And then finally noticing that the Lich has moved to the far side of the room and away from the rest of the party, targets a fireball centered on the wall behind the lich. After casting the spell Ingrge takes a five foot step back to the top right corner of K8.
40 points (reflex DC24 - 20 points) SR33
Eagles
Claws AC 19 & 11 for 2 + 2 points of damage AC 11 & 15 for 2 + 1 points of damage AC 6 & 5 for 3 + 3 points of damage
Bites: (all smite evil attacks)
AC 17 for 4 + 20 points of damage AC 19 (natural 20) for 2 + 20 points of damage AC 19 (natural 20) for 2 + 20 points of damage
Elemental
AC 13 for 21 points AC 21 for 21 points
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (2),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd-
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Milo (hp 62/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) bless, haste d20+20=32 d20+23=30 d4+4=7 2d6(3+3)=6 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 8:18:24 PM
Fury builds inside of Milo at the Collector's taunts, and the halfling grabs onto that fury, using it as an anchor for his will to move. Then with a quick tap of his heels, he breaks the enchantment and charges (E2) the Collector, swinging wildly. (OOC: Used 5 hero points for an additional +10 [total +20] to break the hold at a DC 32. Hit AC 30 for 13 hit points damage.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP37/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) **HELD** d20+5=7 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 8:37:42 PM
The frozen warrior watches with morbid facination as a spider travels down from the ceiling to dangle in front of his unmoving nose. There better be some fight left when I get free! he thinks as he waits.
Brother Bertram AC28 HP 57 d20=11 d20=5 d20+14=30 d20+14=29 d10+7=16 d10+7=17 Wednesday June 14th, 2006 10:12:52 PM
Bertram angles his way in between Gunther and the worst of the fight around him as he swings twice at the skulls facing him. He orders the archon to do something different this time. He orders it to attack the collector yet again, knowing that it would miss. But orders it to hang right in the collectors face glowing as brightly as possible, hopefully creating quite a distraction.
(OOC Hits AC 29 and 30 for 33 points damage)
Falin (21/51 hps) Wednesday June 14th, 2006 10:56:08 PM
Falin breathes in deeper as he hears the collector mention elven skulls. He then lets out an angered sigh. I wish I could attack with my mind he thinks to himself.
Olana Thursday June 15th, 2006 12:28:48 AM
Senses terrified, as all hell breaks loose around her, Olana gets as close to the frozen Gunther as she can and curls up in a ball.
K'Nara (AC31, 49/124hp; non-detection, Bless) d20+16=36 d20+19=32 d10+8=17 d6=1 d20+14=32 d10+8=13 d6=5 Thursday June 15th, 2006 12:47:18 AM
K'Nara's defensive dance lacks its customary grace and blood runs freely from the many bite wounds she now sports...yet still she dances on. (OOC: made the Fort save with 36.)
The tall chestnut-maned woman whirls her fiery sword at skull S6, refusing to give in to the paralytic poison that keeps getting injected into her body.
(OOC: first attack hits AC32 for 17hpd and 1hp (yeesh!) fire damage; second attack hits AC32 for 13hpd and 5hp fire damage)
Bones, stones and the three stiffs... round ten (ADM Jay B) d20+16=25 d20+16=31 d20+14=21 d20+16=22 d20+12=18 d20+12=24 d20+12=29 d20+19=26 d20+27=38 d20+10=21 Thursday June 15th, 2006 9:02:11 AM
Lian destroys S8 and moves onto S1, dropping it as well.
Olana remains huddled in a ball. [With chaos around you, make a Spot check please. Your just laying there.]
Ingrge summons several celestial eagles. They attack S3 and the elemental attacks S4. Then the mage casts a fireball behind the Collector and moves. [Kent, are you sure you want to do that, the table where Olana's box resides very close by?]
Bertram turns to his opponent just as Lian drops it. [Mark, you may change your action if you wish.]
The archon attempts to distract the Collector.
Milo forcebly breaks the held and rushes the Collector, striking hard. [I think Milo should make a save vs Ingrge's fireball.]
Knara dances a bit, blood clashing terribly with her hair. She manages to obliterate the skull.
Gunther is Held. He struggles to get free and is getting a headache.
Falin remains paralyzed, but is still breathing.
--------------------------- S1 DEAD
S2 DEAD
S3 (moves with Ingrge) and S4 both attack Ingrge. (AC 25 and 31)
S5 attacks the blade singer. One hit. (AC 21)
S6 DEAD
S7 disengages from Lian and charges Milo. (AC 22)[reflex vs Ingrge's fireball 21, fails, takes 40]
S8 DEAD
Un effected by the fireball, the Collector, having been cornered yet again, casts an offensive spell. A sinister smile crosses the bony face. [Now that someone is actually close enough, Milo sees that the visage before him was once a dwarf] (Maximized Scorching Ray, ranged touch, three rays(AC 18, 24 and 29), two hit Milo for 48 damage, no save, SR 26, concentration check 38) The lich then moves off toward the table containing Olana's box.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs Collector), 55 hps) d20+19=36 d20+19=23 2d8(6+5)+6=17 Thursday June 15th, 2006 9:32:21 AM
The monk charges the Collector, attempting to to trip the dark figure and keep him away from the box.
(AC 36 +4 improved trip, hitting AC 23 on second attack, 17 damage)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 2mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Ingrge: AC 33 (touch AC 23): HP 77/122: Haste, non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+18=35 d20+14=25 d20+18=36 d6+7=12 d6+7=8 d6+7=13 d20+14=27 d6=6 d20+3=6 d20+3=10 d20+3=23 d20+3=17 d20+3=6 d20+3=8 d3=3 d3=2 d3=2 d3=3 d3=2 d3=2 d20+1=11 d20+1=15 d20+1=7 d4=3 d4=3 d4=3 d20+14=32 d20+9=29 2d8(1+8)+10=19 2d8(7+5)+10=22 d8+3=7 d8+3=6 d8+3=8 8d8(8+3+7+5+2+5+2+5)+32=69 Thursday June 15th, 2006 12:03:37 PM
Muttering as his fireball has no effect and that the skulls seem to be ignoring their new foes, Ingrge resorts back to using his staff targeting S4 and sending a spell through his staff with the last attack. [b](disrupt undead - No save SR 27)
Ac 35 for 12 point AC 25 for 8 points AC 36 for 13 points + 6 points (disrupt undead)
Flanking S3 the eagles continue their harrying of the skull.
Eagles - AC 14 HP: 7/6/8
Claws AC 8 & 12 for 3+2 points AC 25(natural 20) & 19 for 2+3 points AC 8 & 10 for 2+2 points
Bites:
AC 11 for 3 points AC 15 for 3 points AC 7 for 3 points
Also flanking its opponent the elemental continues bashg S4.
Elemental - AC 18, HP 69, DR 10/+1
AC 32 for 19 points AC 29 (natural 20) for 22 points
Current spells (remaining)
0 level- detect magic, disrupt undead (1),
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd-
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Brother Bertram Thursday June 15th, 2006 1:04:38 PM
As the Archon moves to hover in the Collector's face, Bertram moves swiftly on him attacking as hard and fast as possible. He makes sure he is between the Collector and the box, forcing some sort of action from the creature.
(Lian use the attacks from the previous round as applicable-keeping in mind the undead/chaotic effects from the axe if they are hits please. Bertram's main concern is placing himself in the Collectors path.
Milo (hp 14/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) bless, haste d20+21=37 d20+21=41 d20+16=35 d4+4=5 d4+4=8 d4+4=5 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(2+4)=6 2d6(3+2)=5 Thursday June 15th, 2006 10:30:45 PM
Burned badly, Milo screams his defiance, "You won't get away that easily." Clicking his heels, Milo steps toward the Collector, and hoping to end this conflict once and for all, becomes a blur of blade and fury. (OOC: 5-foot step to hit ACs 37, 41, and 35 for 15, 14, and 10 hit points respectively. Total damage is 39 hit points.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP37/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) **HELD** d20+5=10 Thursday June 15th, 2006 10:34:43 PM
Closer and ever closer dangles the spider. In what seems like an eternity, but is actually mere seconds, the creepy crawly finishes its decent and lands on the warrior's nose. Since the rest of the fight is now at Gunther's back, all he can do is listen to the sounds of metal clashing and spellcasting as eight tiny legs shuffle this way and that on his skin.
K'Nara (AC31, 69/124hp; non-detection, Bless) d100=53 2d8(7+7)+6=20 Thursday June 15th, 2006 11:30:48 PM
K'Nara dodges the attack of the single skull left to her, taking a five-foot-step back to F11 on the map.
While on a momentary respite from a direct attack by S5, the blade singer casts Cure Moderate Wounds on herself, causing some of her wounds to close up a bit. (OOC: makes her Spell Failure check with 53; heals up 20hp on herself.)
Falin (21/51 hps) Thursday June 15th, 2006 11:58:14 PM
Falin hears the battle going on hoping no one steps on him in his paralyzed state.
Olana (AC27 32/69) d20+16=29 Friday June 16th, 2006 1:14:05 AM
((Spot check result DC 29)) Olana stays huddled in the confusion, her eyes darting this way and that.
Bones, stones, boxes and turned tides... round eleven (ADM Jay B) d20+16=33 d20+14=27 2d6(6+3)+9=18 d20+14=28 d20+27=46 d20+39=47 Friday June 16th, 2006 1:51:28 PM
Lian successfully trips the Collector, but doesn't hit when he's down.
Olana's box is in danger. Fireball. Lich. Fighting near the table. Get the box.
Ingrge's staff is like a rod of steel and smashes the skull.
The elemental strikes hard and crushes it to powder.
One of the eagles hits with a talon.
Bertram bum rushes the Collector, wounding him.
The archon attempts to distract the Collector.
Milo hopes to end the combat, sooner rather than later.
Knara takes time and heals the severe wounds she taken.
Gunther is Held.
Falin remains paralyzed and breathing.
--------------------------- S1 DEAD
S2 DEAD
S3 bites at an eagle. (AC 27, for 18 damage)
S4 DEAD
S5 abandons the blade singer and attempts to help the Collector. [Knara gets an AoO on S5.]
S6 DEAD
S7 snaps at the bloodest of the trio, Milo. (AC 28, missing)
S8 DEAD
The Collector smiles, raises a Wall of Force (concentration 46) and stands up. It cuts off the Talons from Olana's box and the lich. (The wall goes from floor to ceiling and wall to wall.) "Pretty little box. This will make a nice mantle piece in the Queen's Chamber. I will have the skull some day." He picks up the box and caresses it lovingly, looking right at Milo. "It must mean something to you... that lump of flesh over there *The Collector gestures absently towards Olana*... you fight like you nothing to live for little man. Perhaps you don't." He sneers. "Aw, I see. It is.... love? How.... quaint. Primative. Flesh bag feelings."
Sense Motive and Listen check please.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs Collector), 55 hps) d20+18=33 d20+18=30 d20+18=22 d20+18=32 2d8(5+5)+6=16 2d8(1+2)+6=9 2d8(8+4)+6=18 2d8(1+2)+6=9 Friday June 16th, 2006 2:03:06 PM
The monk curses the Collector and turns on his skull. "Ingrge!" Shouts the monk in haste.
(AC 33, 30, 22 and 32, for 16, 9, 18 and 9 on S5)
Ingrge: AC 32 (touch AC 22): HP 77/122: Non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20=17 d20+10=16 d20+16=21 d20+12=30 d20+16=24 d6+7=9 d6+7=13 d6+7=9 d20+3=4 d20+3=11 d20+3=11 d20+3=11 d20-1=18 d20-1=13 Friday June 16th, 2006 2:27:27 PM
Sense Motive Dc 17 Listen DC 16
Taking a chance now that one skull is gone and the other occupied, The elemental disapears as the weapon mage directs it to meld into the floor, travel quickly (run x3) out of sight and underground.(free action) This round it should make it to under F1.
Ingrge then turns to S3 again as one of the eagles falls and lays into it with his staff.
AC 21 - for 9 points Ac 30 - for 13 points AC 24 - for 9 points
As he finishes his last attack he feels his boots deactivate.
The two remaining eagles continue their harrying of the skull. and seem a bit upset by the loss of their brother as they miss with all their attacks. ACs: 4,11,11,11,18,13
Eagles - AC 14 HP: 7/6
Milo (hp 14/78; AC 30, 31 vs. Collector) bless, haste d20+21=35 d20+21=36 d20+16=29 d4+4=5 d4+4=6 d4+4=5 2d6(5+6)=11 2d6(6+6)=12 2d6(3+3)=6 Friday June 16th, 2006 6:55:43 PM
Growling in response, Milo looks back to his friends, "Can anyone drop this wall?" Clicking his heels, the halfling swings at the nearest skull (S7). (OOC: Hit ACs 35, 36, and 29 for 15, 18, and 11 hit points damage respectively. Total damage is 44 hit points.)
(Bert OOC) Friday June 16th, 2006 10:37:19 PM
(OOC Jay wouldnt Bert be inside this wall? I hit him and mentioned that my primary focus was to be between him and this box? I just wanted to clarify that and double check before posting-thanks!)
ADM to Bert, yes you did specify in general positioning, however, the square is occupied by the Lich and table. The positioning would be awkward to say the least, if not impossible.
So for Bert's placement, but I placed you closest to where you would be, save being ontop of the 3' tall table. BTW, the table has only about 18 inch by 18 inch top surface and likely couldn't support one of Bert's size by the looks of the legs.
Gunther (AC 30, HP37/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) **HELD** d20+5=7 d20+1=13 Saturday June 17th, 2006 12:48:59 AM
Skitter, skitter, skitter. Gunther strains to concentrate on the battle going on behind him (Listen=13) but it's tough with his new companion exploring his nasal cavity. Did the Collector just say something about love?? An overwhelming urge to pick his nose competes with the desire to smash the boney freak as soon as he is freed from the spell holding him.
Falin (HP21/52) Paralyzed Saturday June 17th, 2006 10:52:16 AM
Falin damns his condition and wishes there was a way for him to add to the conflict.
K'Nara (AC31, 69/124hp; non-detection, Bless) Saturday June 17th, 2006 1:48:50 PM
Breathing heavily, K'Nara turns and sees how the battle has developed after S5 moves off to aid the Collector.
Gunther is a living statue, Held by magic. She can't help him.
However, Falin is on the floor, paralyzed by poison. It IS possible she can help the elf.
K'Nara rushes over to the fallen sharpshooter, falling to her knees as she orders Lucia to flame off. She shrugs off her backpack and rummages through it, looking for and finding an innocuous-looking bag.
"I have one in here, I just know it!" the bladesinger mutters, opening the bag and, again, rummaging through the contents. "There's a restorative in here somewhere...after this is over, remind me to get one of those backpacks that has whatever you need immediately come to your hand whenever you stick your hand in it..."
(OOC: K'Nara is now occupying F8, next to Falin.)
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 57(free action after lost round) 3d8(4+1+6)+11=22 Sunday June 18th, 2006 10:09:55 PM
Bertram takes a moment to heal some of the party's wounds. With a quick prayer to his gods he feels his hurts begin to fade.
(OOC Cure Serious Wounds, Mass healed 22 for everyone)
Olana (AC27 54/69) d20+17=20 d20=14 Monday June 19th, 2006 1:55:51 AM
Listen DC 20 - gee whiz Sense Motive DC 14
Crouched by Gunther, Olana watches. Something inside her wonders why he's so still.
Sounds of fate... round twelve (ADM Jay B) d20+14=25 d20+14=15 d20+14=27 d100=25 d100=67 d100=75 Monday June 19th, 2006 1:46:57 PM
Lian turns from the wall in disgust and attacks the skull.
Olana hears sounds. Like doggies. Near the door covered in stone.
Ingrge knows the lich is stalling. He hits the skull (one more hit like that should finish it). The eagles miss. The elemental dives into the stone.
Bertram heals everying once more.
The archon hovers.
Milo growls and does a great job in fending off the skull. One more hit should clinch it.
Knara can't do anything for her friends.
Gunther is Held. Damn that critter!
Falin remains paralyzed and breathing.
--------------------------- S1 DEAD
S2 DEAD
S3 attacks Ingrge, missing. (AC 25)
S4 DEAD
S5 snaps at Lian feebley. (AC 15(nat 1))
S6 DEAD
S7 returns the halflings attack, unsuccessfully. (AC 27)
S8 DEAD
The Collector, feeing the rumbling under foot, casts yet another spell. (Extended Blink) He waves at the halfling with the hand holding the box and passes into the wall.
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S5), 55 hps) d20+18=38 d20+18=20 d20+18=26 d20+13=31 2d8(7+3)+6=16 2d8(2+8)+6=16 2d8(2+2)+6=10 2d8(7+4)+6=17 Monday June 19th, 2006 1:50:46 PM
The monk continues his attacks. (flurry, AC 38, 20, 26 and 31, for 16, 16, 10 and 17 damage on S5. 49 damage.)
Active Spells: Blessed Hands (Hand of Domi) Protection from Evil (cast, 2mins) Bless (Bertram) Bull's Strength (self)
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Milo (hp 14/78; AC 29, 30 vs. Collector) bless d20+20=38 d20+15=29 d4+4=5 d4+4=5 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(4+2)=6 Monday June 19th, 2006 2:52:52 PM
Growing less amused by the moment at the continued existence of the wall of force, Milo continues to carve his frustration out of the skull in front of him. (OOC: Hit ACs 38 and 29 for 15 and 11 points of damage respectively. Total damage is 26 hit points)
Ingrge: AC 32 (touch AC 22): HP 77/122: Non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless d20+17=36 d20+17=35 d6+7=12 d6=6 Monday June 19th, 2006 3:48:45 PM
As he watches the Lich "Blink" out, Ingrge concentrates on the elemental commanding it to follow the evil Lich desecrating, and moving through the rock (at half speed, for a dwarf and a 50% roll of materializing every 5 feet of wall) and take a way the box it is carrying and return it to me. Disarm DC 37, Lich takes 10 + attack bonus - 4 size bonus
Having spent some time explaining all this the elf takes on swing with his staff releasing a spell as the staff connects(disrupt undead).
AC 35 - 12 points + 6 disrupt undead points
The eagles miss with there attacks.
Remaining spells
0 level- detect magic,
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist(x2), ray of enfeeblement, unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1),
3rd-
4th- Polymorph, Remove Curse,
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Falin (HP21/52) Paralyzed Monday June 19th, 2006 9:12:47 PM
Falin can hear someone next to him rumaging. Even though he has no way to comunicate it is awefully comforting to have someone near him.
Olana (AC27 54/69) Monday June 19th, 2006 9:12:55 PM
Olana cocks her head on hearing something. Shifting to face the door covered in stone, she growls.... and then starts to bark. "RUFF! RUFF! RUFF!"
Gunther (AC 30, HP59/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+5=25 d20+1=17 Monday June 19th, 2006 11:45:33 PM
The tickling in his nose becoming almost unbearable, Gunther shudders, his muscles tremoring...what the?!! Though he has absolutely no idea how, Gunther miraculously shrugs off the magic holding him in place (Will=nat. 20!!). Taking a massive breath, Gunther snorts his unwanted acquaintance halfway across the room. Looking over at the barking Olana, Gunther raises his eyebrows questioningly. "Vat is it Olana? Do you hear someting?" Hearing a noise outside the door, Gunther barks out a warning to the others. "Sounds like vere going to have company soon!"(Listen=17)
K'Nara (AC31, 91/124hp; non-detection, Bless) Tuesday June 20th, 2006 12:14:32 AM
"Ah, HA!!!" K'Nara shouts triumphantly as she seizes and then holds aloft an innocuous-looking potion bottle and then pulls the stopper from it, scooping up Falin into the crook of her left arm so that his head is supported.
"Swallow...hopefully this may counteract the poison that keeps your muscles still..." she bids the sharpshooter, holding the bottle to his lips and very carefully pouring the contents into his mouth for him to drink.
(OOC: this is a Lesser Restoration potion.)
ADM post Tuesday June 20th, 2006 4:40:22 AM
Will wait a few more hours for Mark to post for Bertram.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 79 BLESS Tuesday June 20th, 2006 1:58:08 PM
Bertram realizes that he cant get through the wall and moves instead back towards the Falin and Gunther to help but they are already in good hands, but he moves faster as Olana starts 'barking'? at the door.... He hurries as fast as he can to meet whatever the next threat is...
Barking mad... round thirteen (ADM Jay B) d20+14=34 d20+14=34 4d6(1+4+1+1)+18=25 d100=77 d100=79 d100=10 d20+14=17 Tuesday June 20th, 2006 3:36:18 PM
Everyone can hear the barking over Olana now. The sounds are like that of wolves on the hunt. They seem to be throwing themselves at the door. (Reminder, the door is covered with a layer of stone.)
Lian continues his assault. (Looks as if the skull is crumbling.)
Olana begins barking in response to the sounds she hears.
Ingrge finally kills his skull. The elemental has not returned. The eagle miss. (Kent, I am rolling the % for the Blink. A failure is 80% or higher.)
Bertram moves to help the injured. (Mark, I placed you in position that made sense to me. If I'm wrong, let me know.)
The archon hovers.
Milo utterly destroys his skull with a zeal.
Knara finally finds the potion and forces the stiff form of Falin to drink.
Gunther fights off the hold and begins moving. He is stiff but okay.
Falin recovers.
--------------------------- S1 DEAD
S2 DEAD
S3 DEAD
S4 DEAD
S5 hits Lian critically, tearing flesh and clamping onto his midsection. ((nat 20) AC 34(confirmed crit natural 20 again), for 25 damage and make a fort save DC 24 vs paralysis and suffer 1d4 Constitution damage)
S6 DEAD
S7 DEAD
S8 DEAD
The Collector has not reemerged from the wall.
(Friends, we are still in combat. Maintain a combat readiness.)
Lian (AC 36(37 vs S5), -4/55 hps, -4 Con, paralyzed) d20+13=19 d4=4 Tuesday June 20th, 2006 3:41:57 PM
The monk screams as he's torn through the middle. (fort save failed 19, -4 Con)
The monk goes ridged and blood begins to pool under him. (Lucky hit!)
Gunther (AC 30, HP70/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) d20+5=18 2d8(3+5)+3=11 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 12:40:10 AM
Gunther catches Lian's fall out of the corner of his eye. He turns to the newly arrived Bertram. "Broder, Lian is down. I can guard de door. Lian needs you."
Gunther looks over at the barking Olana. "Go to K'nara. She'll take care of you."
Making sure that Olana heads his instruction, Gunther takes up a position beside the door (E12). As he does, he mutters something under his breath. There is a brief glow, and some of the warrior's wounds heal up (Brahmah's tattoo...last use).
Ingrge: AC 32 (touch AC 22): HP 102/122: Non detection, mind shielding, SR 19, Bless 3d8(5+6+6)+8=25 d20+17=32 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 7:45:48 AM
(umm, I'm not sure how a 50% chance of something converts into rolling 80 or above - that is a 20% chance?)
Taking a moment for himself, Ingrge reaches into his haversack and pulls out a poition and drinks it right down. (cure serious 25 points) He then concentrates on the elemental to see what's going on there.
Elemental grab and snatch Disarm attempt on box. DC 32 Lich takes 10 + bonuses.
Milo (hp 14/78; AC 29, 30 vs. Collector) bless d20+20=32 d20+16=33 d4+4=8 d4+4=6 2d6(1+5)=6 2d6(3+3)=6 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 11:09:44 AM
Milo continues his onslaught, attacking the final skull. (OOC: Hit AC 32 and 33 for 14 and 12 hit points damage. Total damage is 26 hit points.)
Olana (AC27 54/69) Wednesday June 21st, 2006 11:21:29 AM
Olana stops mid-bark, and blinks at the now moving Gunther. The command overrides her confusion, and she stands and heads off toward K'Nara.
Falin AC 24 (21/52 hp) Wednesday June 21st, 2006 1:45:10 PM
Falin begins to get feeling back into his extremities and stretches as he stands. Seeing the combat going on around him and knowing he has no effect on the skulls he moves to face the door.
He pulls his bow from his quiver and knocks a metal tipped arrow.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 79 4d8(2+8+7+1)+11=29 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 1:51:59 PM
Bertram rushes to Lian and lays his hands on hurriedly. "You will not die!" Bertram prays fervently for healing for his companion.
(OOC Cure Critical 29hp Healed for Lian)
AMD Jay B Wednesday June 21st, 2006 5:04:55 PM
OOC: Waiting for Donna to post.
K'Nara (AC31, 91/124hp; non-detection, Bless) d20+19=35 d10+8=12 d6=4 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 5:17:27 PM
K'Nara grins in relief as Falin gets to his feet, then scowls when she sees that Lian is down and a rather-rocky-looking Milo is taking on the skull.
The bladesinger draws her sword once more, standing up as she does so.
"Lucia!" she says with determination, then charges at S5, lifting her sword high...
(OOC: K'Nara's attack hits AC35 for 12hpd and 4hp fire damage.)
Damage done... (ADM Jay B) Wednesday June 21st, 2006 6:03:45 PM
The last skull flies apart, thanks to Milo, just as Knara nearly collides with the wall of force.
Bertram snatches Lian from the jaws of death.
Falin is mobile.
Gunther is standing guard.
Ingrge's elemental finally returns, slightly beaten, but otherwise fine. It returns to his side, extends a narled stone hand and opens it. On its palm lies the box, slightly crushed, and hands it to Ingrge. The earth elemental, almost expecting the command, moves to the stone covered door and waits... like some stone doorman beside Gunther.
The chamber in shambles, the Talons once again thrwart an evil plan... or have they. Whats beyond that door? What awaits them? Will they be able to restore Olana's soul? Will they find this Wayfarers Inn that is safe from the denizens of the realm? Will they find their way home? We shall see.
(OOC: Its been fun. Sorry about the mistakes, I often misread things when in a hurry.
I will now turn the game back to Donna.)
Lian (AC 36, 25/(31)55 hps, -4 Con) Wednesday June 21st, 2006 6:06:16 PM
Broken, the monk opens his eyes and smirks, but says nothing.
Brother Bertram AC28 HP 79 d20+6=25 Wednesday June 21st, 2006 11:03:25 PM
Relieved that Lian is recovering, and seeing the others stirring, Bertram begins checking the stonework looking for a hidden way to get the door open.
(OOC Search roll DC 25)
Ingrge Thursday June 22nd, 2006 12:42:55 AM
Turning to Milo Ingrge holds out the box.
"Do you want to keep this safe for now?"
"Turning back to the elemental, Ingrge only shakes his head. That is only a last resort. I want you to follow us and fill in the tunnel I am about to created behind us. But first I need you to show me the best place to start burrowing so that we may escape from this building complex."
After the elemental lets Ingrge know where, he addresses his party members.
"Ok guys and gals we are getting out of here. I am about to change into something big and ugly, so you might want to stand back a bit. Follow me as closely as you can. Milo take care of Olana, K'nara, Gunther and Bertam bring up the rear. The elemental will be filling the tunnel in behind us, so it will be dark."
That said, Ingrge sheathes his staff and begins casting. Moments later Ingrge begins to elongate and change colors. Through the undulations you begin to see what is forming and you start to wonder if your mage has lost his mind, when suddenly it is over. Coiled around the room, pushing some of you to the side, is a 40 foot long, 5 foot in diameter Purple Worm. Moving toward the southeast wall Ingrgeworm begins munching downward into the floor.
Gunther (AC 30, HP70/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Thursday June 22nd, 2006 12:53:59 AM
Feeling more than a little irritated that he didn't really contribute to this fight either, Gunther rolls his eyes at Ingrge's transformation. Show off! He looks over toward K'nara to gauge the impact on her. He also watches carefully to see how the pesky Collector reacts, itching to get back into a fight with the pesky bone bag. Likewise, he pays careful attention to the noises at the door, waiting to attack should the werewolves appear.
Lian Thursday June 22nd, 2006 12:00:08 PM
"Ingrge, you've never looked better!" Snickers the monk.
Falin Thursday June 22nd, 2006 1:18:48 PM
Watching the worm begin to chew, Falin falls in behind him and follows.
Exit, Stage...Down..? - DM Donna Thursday June 22nd, 2006 1:27:38 PM
K'Nara makes a fist and angrily strikes the Wall of Force as she realizes that the final skull is destroyed by Milo and that the Collector has escaped--however, upon seeing Ingrge's elemental return with the box, she grins once more.
"Who needs healing..?" she asks. "I have a few healing spells left..."
DM OOC: the party should consider itself still in combat mode and take advantage of any healing magicks/potions that may be available.
Upon Ingrge's transformation, the bladesinger's eyes widen, then she comments with a straight face:
"Ingrge, I do believe that purple is your color!"
DM OOC: please clarify if Ingrge is tunneling down through the floor or through a wall. I'd appreciate it as well if you happened to post which of the eight basic compass points the tunnel will be traveling in.
Milo (hp 14/78) Thursday June 22nd, 2006 6:10:23 PM
Milo gingerly takes the box from Ingrge's hands, and almosts whispers his reply with wide eyes, "Thank you Ingrge." He then steps back from the elf wizard holding tightly onto the box. "I could use some healing about now." Milo perks up. "Anybody have an idea what we do with the box?"
Gunther (AC 30, HP70/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Thursday June 22nd, 2006 11:51:30 PM
With a low growl, Gunther prepares to take up the rear as he mummbles something about "showy mages".
Looking over at Milo, Gunther blushes. "I'm sorry, I don't have any more healing, but I do have dis scroll of stone skin. If you vant it you can have it."
Olana (AC27 54/69) Friday June 23rd, 2006 12:37:26 AM
Having wandered over to K'Nara, the baffled elf watches K'Nara and immediately follows suit. She slams her fist against the wall of force and says - "Ha, ha, ha, ha, ha!"
((OOC - my last post till Sunday, folks - racing weekend.))
Falin AC 24 (21/52 hp) -2 Con damage Friday June 23rd, 2006 7:16:50 AM
"I hate to bother, but I could use some healing. I am also still feeling a little tepid from the fumes."
OOC: Does the Con damage still apply? Just checking
Lian (AC 36, 25/(31)55 hps, -4 Con) Friday June 23rd, 2006 8:42:55 AM
(Donna, Falin and Lian both have Con damage. I believe we both need restorations, correct?)
Lian follows behind Olana and Milo, watching Ingrge dig.
Details, Details - DM Donna d100=50 2d8(8+5)+8=21 Friday June 23rd, 2006 8:48:08 AM
K'Nara sighs--they have to get Olana restored to her rightful self soon. Then she concentrates on casting a spell with Milo as the recipient.
(OOC: K'Nara gets 50 on her Spell Failure check; her resulting Cure Moderate Wounds spell heals up 21hp for Milo.)
"I have potions as well..." the leader of the Talons says, turning off the magic flames of her sword, sheathing it and then scooping up her backpack. She hands a potion of Cure Serious Wounds to both Milo and Falin, as well as giving Gunther a bottle of Cure Moderate Wounds and then handing Lian a bottle of Lesser Restoration.
"I believe I have something in here that may help us with that box..." K'Nara adds, continuing to rummage through her backpack.
Ingrge's purple worm form is beginning to follow the tunnel he is digging out for the Talons.
The earth elemental is still by the stone-sealed door, which still has the sound of baying canines on the other side of it.
DM OOC: the Lesser Restoration removed the Con damage from Falin, as it will remove the Con damage from Lian. Any HP lost due to lowered Con is restored.
Falin AC 24 (52/52 hps) 2d8(5+8)+8=21 Friday June 23rd, 2006 9:19:46 AM OOC: Sweet
Falin takes a long drink from the potion and finishes it off with a hearty sigh. 21 hp.
"Thanks for the help, from everyone I mean, I know I received some healing while I was laying on the ground as well."
Falin falls back behind the worm again as it muches away.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 79 Friday June 23rd, 2006 1:01:16 PM
Bertram flinches as K'nara goes about healing the party with the healing draughts she has saved. He feels that he has let the group down being unable to heal them all properly. He prays for a way to make it up to all of them.
Ingrge Friday June 23rd, 2006 10:13:03 PM
Chomp chomp chomp
Gunther (AC 30, HP70/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Saturday June 24th, 2006 1:47:05 AM
Taking the potion from K'nara, Gunther offers it as well as the Stoneskin scroll to Milo. "I don't need dese as much as you. Take dem if you vant." Then he dutifully follows behind the others, guarding the rear.
Almost Ready - DM Donna Saturday June 24th, 2006 2:00:15 AM DM OOC: Cure Serious Wounds potions heal up 3d8+6hp of damage.
K'Nara--noticing Bertram's slightly slumped stance--places a hand on one of his shoulders, squeezing in a supportive way.
"Now, now, good Brother, don't think that you've failed anyone--on the contrary, your actions helped saved us as a whole! Be proud of yourself, sir...we couldn't have outlasted that blasted undead Collector if it hadn't been for you and your magic!" The leader of the Talons doesn't move from Bertram's side until she sees that the dwarf is at least willing to listen to her opinion of his conduct during the battle. "Why, I was missing the skulls I was striking at more than hitting them..! At least you were helping everyone in the party!"
K'Nara rummages about within her backpack once again and then comes up with a scroll.
"Here, now--let's open that box...I've a feeling that there's something within it that belongs to Olana..." The bladesinger unfurls the vellum with a snap and begins to read the spell scribed upon it: the Knock spell.
Meanwhile, Ingrge the purple worm has burrowed a total of 40 feet through the ground.
Falin Saturday June 24th, 2006 7:45:38 AM
"I will second that Bertram. I know I would have been sunk if it hadn't been for you and your healing. I felt the ebb and flow of my life almost fade several times, but something always brought me back. I now know it was you."
Falin walks over and gives Bertram and hearty pat on the back.
"I only hope I can return the favor at some point."
Brother Bertram Saturday June 24th, 2006 8:00:58 AM
Bertram nods gratefuly to his friends and prepares for the coming battles, hoping he can still be a boon. He begins praying fervently.
(OOC Bert is praying to get back one 6th level spell Donna-let me know)
Lian (AC 36, 25/(31)55 hps, -4 Con) d8+1=9 Saturday June 24th, 2006 10:48:11 AM
The hand of Domi retrieves his wand of cure light and prods Gunther.
"Anyone else?"
(heals 9)
"OH!" He then begins digging in his pockets frantically. "Ointment, ointment..."
Milo (hp 56/78) 3d8(1+7+7)+6=21 Saturday June 24th, 2006 12:09:35 PM
Milo quietly thanks K'nara for the healing and the potion, and immediately drinks it. When K'nara produces the scroll, Milo holds the box up for her inspection. (OOC: 21 hit points from the potion in addition to the other spell.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP79/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Monday June 26th, 2006 10:34:24 AM
Noting that Milo is a bit distracted at the moment and does not notice his offers, Gunther tucks his potion and scroll back in his backpack, figuring they might be best to save for later. He smiles at Lian "Tanks!" Then he looks over at K'nara watching her at work with the spell. With a smile, he waits to see what might be in the box.
Lian (AC 36, 25/(31)55 hps, -4 Con) Monday June 26th, 2006 1:15:55 PM
"Your welcome." He continues digging in the pocket.
Olana Monday June 26th, 2006 8:38:30 PM
Olana peers over K'Nara's shoulder, understanding nothing. But she'd been told to stay by K'nara, and that is precisely what she was doing.
Digging It - DM Donna d20+8=28 Monday June 26th, 2006 11:39:52 PM DM OOC: Lian's Con damage should be all gone now--assuming he drank that Lesser Restoration potion K'Nara gave him two rounds ago.
Brother Bertram meditates thoroughly, but naught but the vast, empty space where he would normally feel the resonating courage and dedication of Domi, as well as the nobility and peace radiated by Gargul. Instead, there is...
...nothing.
K'Nara, meanwhile reads off the Knock spell, gesturing at the box in Milo's hands--which bursts open with an audible "pop". (DM OOC: woot...K'Nara got a 20!)
Inside the box are a silver charm bracelet...and a large red gem that seems to glow...
Now that the box is open, Olana is filled with the overwhelming compulsion to seize the gem within the box. She must have that gem...and she must have it now...
Falin Tuesday June 27th, 2006 5:08:25 AM
Falin watches in anticipation as events unfold before him.
Lian Tuesday June 27th, 2006 7:57:54 AM
(OOC: I believe that the potion was given to Falin.)
Lian finds the restorative ointments and looks at the tin. "Will these restore poison damage, Bertram?"
Olana d20+12=26 d20+3=6 Tuesday June 27th, 2006 1:03:19 PM
(Rolled a melee attack to grab the gem, AC26. Str check to push past K'Nara, 6! lol)
As soon as the box is fully opened, Olana's arm shoots forward with lightning speed, the rest of her trying to push K'Nara out of the way, and her hand tries desperately to grab for the gem.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Tuesday June 27th, 2006 2:05:05 PM
Bertram eyes the ointments. "They will heal the damage he sustained but they will not remove poison from a person's body."
Milo (hp 56/78) Tuesday June 27th, 2006 9:26:33 PM
Milo stands silently staring at the contents of the box, wondering how they might help them in their current plight.
Gunther (AC 30, HP79/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Tuesday June 27th, 2006 10:23:56 PM
Gunther looks over at stuff in the box. Noting Olana's grab for the jewel, Gunther grabs a hold of her. "Vait Miss Olana. Let Miss K'nara make sure it's safe first." Glancing over at K'nara, he says "Dat ting vas von of dos litches, right? Den could von of dese tings be von of dose phila... fela...oh, you know vat I mean. And if it is, isn't dat ting going to come after us to get it back?"
Ingrge Tuesday June 27th, 2006 10:31:05 PM
munch munch munch
Finders Keepers - DM Donna d20+11=27 Wednesday June 28th, 2006 2:00:39 AM
K'Nara reaches into the box, squinting and peering very carefully at the gem as she very cautiously picks it up.
"Actually..." the bladesinger says as she turns the glowing gem over in her hand, "...I'm pretty sure that THIS is Olana's...as well as the bracelet..." (OOC: K'Nara made a Spellcraft check at 27 to recognize the gem as the component in a Magic Jar spell.)
K'Nara gives the gem to Olana and watches the elf maid closely as she does so...
Meanwhile Ingrge the purple worm's tunnel is now about 80' long...and Ingrge is starting to take up less space within the circular chamber as he begins to follow his own tunnel.
Lian Wednesday June 28th, 2006 3:05:29 PM
"I'll just save them." He puts back the ointments.
Lian continues on. "Ingrge won't need to eat for days."
Olana (AC27 54/69) Wednesday June 28th, 2006 4:24:58 PM
Olana's fingers curl around the gem... ... ... ... "I don't - " She looks around at everyone, then takes in her surroundings, and then shakes her head. "How did I - ?" Milo! - No, Wait - was that a purple worm? Crows nests I'm going to throw up.. She takes a step back, breathing hard.
Milo (hp 56/78) Wednesday June 28th, 2006 5:32:27 PM
Seeing the effect of the gem on Olana, and recognizing the bracelet as the one he gave her, the rogue removes it from the box. Eyes wide and hands shaking, he drops the empty box, and stepping forward, places the bracelet back on the wrist of his love. "Thank the gods," Milo whispers in sincere reverence.
Falin Wednesday June 28th, 2006 9:11:12 PM
Falin continues to watch Olana ans lets out a sigh of relief. He glances back and forth between the purple worm, the attackers trying to get through the stone door, and Olana.
Gunther (AC 30, HP79/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Wednesday June 28th, 2006 10:18:36 PM
Gunther looks over at Olana and smiles in relief. Then, hearing the continuing scratching at the door... "It is nice to see Miss Olana back, but ve need to get out of here before dose volves get in here."
Time Is No Object - DM Donna d100=93 d8+8=16 d100=30 d8+8=15 d100=39 d8+8=16 d100=84 d8+8=10 Thursday June 29th, 2006 2:31:28 AM
K'Nara sighs with relief...the gem had, indeed, housed Olana's soul--and the elf was now herself again.
"All right...I'm using the last of the healing spells I have..." she says, casting one spell after another:
Milo is healed for 16hp.
Olana is healed for 15hp.
Gunther is healed for 16hp.
K'Nara's final spell targets Lian (if he still needs it), healing 10hp.
DM OOC: Lian received K'Nara's secondLesserRestoration potion, thus eradicating the Con damage done by the poison in his system.
In the time it takes the blade singer to use up what little magic she had left, the tunnel being dug by Ingrge the purple worm is 160' long.
"We've been in this foul pit long enough!" K'Nara says, kicking one of the now-unanimated skulls across the chamber. "Let's follow Ingrge OUT of this place!"
So saying, she descends into the dark, sloping passage carved out by the polymorphed weapon mage, uttering "Lucia!" and lighting the way with her flaming sword...
Lian (AC 36, 38/55 hps) d8+1=3 Thursday June 29th, 2006 10:38:00 AM
The monk looks confused at first when Olana grasps the gem, then the elf smiles broadly realizing what has occurred. "About blessed time! Better than never." He clasps the elf maiden's shoulder and releases just as quickly.
He bends down, grabbing the semi-crushed empty box and pockets it, muttering something about '...coming in handy later.'
Then he retrieves his wand and taps himself with it again. (heals 3)
Falin Thursday June 29th, 2006 11:02:31 AM
With a big smile on his face, Falin walks over and gives Olana a big hug. "It is nice to have more than your shell around." He says to her.
Giving her one last squeeze Falin approaches the makeshift tunnel and waits at the entrance. He turns and faces the stone door with his bow raised. Just in case.
"Anyone know how much time we have left till this hunt is over?"
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Thursday June 29th, 2006 1:34:35 PM
Bertram openly grins his delight as Olana stirs. "Well met indeed, Friend Olana!" Bertram says a silent prayer of thanks to Gargul and Domi and for guidance in the coming battles.
Olana (AC27 69/69) Thursday June 29th, 2006 9:06:18 PM
Olana watches Milo replace the bracelet on her hand, then gives him a tight hug. "I don't know where I've been," she whispers. She's still baffled as Lian shakes her shoulder and Falin gives her a big hug, which she returns. What was that about shells? She gives a thankful nod to K'Nara, Gunther and Bertram. Figuring most things will eventually slot into place, she does what the others appear to be doing, which is leaving this awful place. A final glance around, and she hurls what's left of the gem, hard into the wall. "That worm is Ingrge?" she asks, moving out.
Gunther (AC 30, HP94/94), Bless, Bless Oil (on Sword) Thursday June 29th, 2006 10:42:11 PM
Blushing at Olana's nod, Gunther fixes his eyes firmly on K'nara. "De hunt..." Gunther growls. "Ve either need to find that Vander's place, or ve need to vait until it's finished, right? Couldn't ve just have Ingrge dig a nice cave for us vith a air hole and just vait dis ting out?" Gunther asks hopefully as he listens to the scratching noises echoing down the tunnel.
Waiting It Out - DM Donna Friday June 30th, 2006 2:28:48 AM
K'Nara fishes out a potion bottle and hands it off.
"Pass this to Lian, please..?" she says as they all follow Ingrge the purple worm. (OOC: Lian may drink from the Cure Moderate Wounds potion. It will heal 2d8+4hp.)
"While holing up in a room sounds like a logical choice, Gunther," K'Nara replies to the trainer of large cats, "That...that Collector person wasn't beaten by us--he left...THROUGH the wall. He can just as easily come back the same way--and gods-know-WHAT he'll bring with him." She shook her head and sighed.
"Tough as it is, our only hope is for us to use all our skill to keep several steps ahead of the hunting party long enough for the end of the Grand Hunt." She looks back at the others trailing her.
"I'm open to any other suggestions, though..."
Ingrge Friday June 30th, 2006 7:36:24 AM
Munch munch
Lian (AC 36, 55 hps) 2d8(8+5)+4=17 Friday June 30th, 2006 9:05:26 AM
(heal 17)
Looking at Olana, "Yup, thats Ingrge. Looks good doesn't he?" The monk smiles.
Milo (hp 72/78) Friday June 30th, 2006 9:14:51 AM
Gazing up at Olana,"Y-y-y-you've been here... mostly, but not. You've not been here with us up here." Milo gently taps the side of his own head. Then remembering that the Collector may still be about, he looks about venomously. "K'nara's right, we should be on our way. There is that vampire lady and her pack of werewolves to deal with... that is if they find us again."
Falin AC 26 (52/52 hps) Friday June 30th, 2006 12:09:34 PM
"Is there a way to make a barricade behind us as we tunnel? That way it would be harder for them to follow."
Falin waits until everyone else has entered the tunnel and then continues down behind, glancing over his shoulder looking for company.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Friday June 30th, 2006 3:27:24 PM
Bertram lags back with Falin keeping an eye, to make sure they are not taken unawares from behind.
Lian (detect evil) d20+19=22 d20+3=12 Saturday July 1st, 2006 10:18:38 AM
The monk closes his eyes, listening(Listen 22) as he walks for awhile, touching the wall.
He grasps his holy symbol of Domi with his free hand and prays that they get out of this claustrophobic tunnel. Then he takes out a scroll of detect evil and casts. (concentration 12) He looks around.
Olana (AC27 69/69) Monday July 3rd, 2006 2:28:29 AM
Olana looks a little puzzled at Milo's explanation, as she tries to figure things out in her own head. Something floats to the surface. "Well, looks like things are okay now," she tells him with a smile. "Okay, let's go."
As they move along the tunnel, she moves till she's alongside K'Nara and says quietly - "I think Figment is lost somewhere. It's probably not the best time to discuss it, but I don't know if I'll remember later. " She shrugs. "I saw him do some magic, but it seemed to swallow him up."
Gunther (AC 30, HP94/94) Monday July 3rd, 2006 9:16:49 AM
Gunther growls loudly at the mention of the Collector. "I'm gonna kill him!" he mummbles loudly. Still, he nods. "Before Ingrge turned into de vorm, he said he vould tell de earth tingy to close up de tunnel behind us. I vonder if he did dat..." Gunther muses as he takes up a rear position.
Elemental Monday July 3rd, 2006 9:37:55 AM
As the talons move into the tunnel, the earth elemental moves in line behind them as if waiting for them to move on in.
Lian Monday July 3rd, 2006 12:48:22 PM
Lian approaches Gunther and places a hand on his shoulder, looking at the large warrior. "I think you will have to wait in line behind Olana and Milo, my friend. I think their score is worth more."
Brother Bertram Monday July 3rd, 2006 9:31:14 PM
Bertram glances at the waiting Elemental, considers a moment, then casts one his few remaining spells. He prays to Gargul and Domi and tries to sense the presence of any of these evil fiends. (OOC Detect Evil)
Follow the Purple Worm Road (...er...Tunnel..?) - DM Donna Tuesday July 4th, 2006 1:54:30 AM
Ingrge the purple worm continues to tunnel out of the area, with the other Talons following carefully behind him.
Lian's spell feels curiously...flat. There seems to be no evil to detect.
K'Nara gives Olana a shocked and slightly saddened glance.
"Hopefully we can figure out what happened to Figment." she says a bit wistfully.
Brother Bertram casts his own Detect Evil spell--and he, too, feels a strange sort of void...as though the very nature of Harrowed Moon makes it impossible to magically pinpoint evil.
As the Talons slowly make their way through the worm-tunnel, the earth elemental seals up the passageway behind the group--thus insuring that (should anything even attempt to follow their path) anyone trying to pursue the party would have to waste a LOT of time and energy digging through solid earth.
DM OOC: the time will no longer be measured in rounds thanks to the clever tactics of the weapon mage...but the party will need to surface relatively soon, since sealing up the tunnel behind them cuts off any circulating air supply.
Lian Tuesday July 4th, 2006 6:51:02 AM
The monk seems to be getting a headache. He rubs his temple with his thumb. "No... evil?"
Falin Tuesday July 4th, 2006 12:56:55 PM
Watching the tunnel seal up behind them makes Falin feel alittle more at ease as he continues to follow the tunnel.
"Lian," says Falin, "Are you feeling alright? What do you mean no evil?"
Lian Tuesday July 4th, 2006 1:13:02 PM
"Something is suppressing my spell. Can you feel it too Bert?"
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Tuesday July 4th, 2006 1:34:00 PM
Bertram scratches at his beard thoughtfully, "Aye I feel it too, I had thought perhaps...well. What will be will be." He keeps his weapon out and ready for whatever may befall next.
Olana Tuesday July 4th, 2006 2:41:35 PM
Olana's face darkens. "Let's just get out of here." Now the elemental has blocked the tunnel, she is beginning to feel trapped and so unconsciously starts to walk faster.
Flight from the Twilight Palace
Up, Up and Out - DM Donna Wednesday July 5th, 2006 2:05:57 AM
The party follows Ingrge, who continues to tunnel away from the castle in his worm-form. Finally Ingrge angles up and breaks through to the surface.
The Talons find themselves aboveground once more. Ingrge resumes his elven self again. Taking stock of the surroundings, the party can see that they are about half-a-mile away from the Palace.
"Look, the moon is almost setting!" K'Nara points out, and everyone can see that the lavender orb is, indeed, quite low in the sky. However, in the distance there is a sound that is dreadfully familiar to the group:
Chittering...chattering...clattering teeth.
"Olana--where is that sound coming from???" K'Nara's voice ramps up an octave in spite of her steady tone. (OOC: Olana must roll to track the sound--use her bonus for Survival--versus DC15.)
Gunther (AC 30, HP94/94) d20+5=25 d20+1=20 Wednesday July 5th, 2006 9:13:54 AM
Hearing K'nara's alert, Gunther spins and scans the area (Spot=25, Listen=20). His legs beginning to shake, he whispers. "I hope it's not more of dose skull tingies...anyting but dat!"
Falin Wednesday July 5th, 2006 1:23:37 PM
Falin wimpers a bit remembering his last encounter with the flying skulls. "Perhaps we should run back into the tunnel and seal it off. We could just sit there for a few more hours until the moon sets."
He begins to stumble back towards the hole. "I d...d...d...don't know if...if...if I could face them again."
Lian Wednesday July 5th, 2006 2:01:23 PM
"Skulls!" He flexes his fists and activates his hands of Domi. (Bless Weapon)
Ingrge Wednesday July 5th, 2006 2:37:58 PM
As ingrge changes back to his normal form, he wipes some dirt particles off his lips, looks around and sighs. OK, It never ends does it? Welcome back Olana. Who needs a stone skin? or a haste spell?
Milo Wednesday July 5th, 2006 6:29:32 PM
Milo draws his holy short sword, and looks ready for a fight as he glances around the area, peering into the gloom.
Olana d20+14=17 d20+17=31 Wednesday July 5th, 2006 10:43:29 PM
(Survival DC 17, Listen DC 31)
Olana's head swivels toward the sound. "You look better that way, Ingrge," she says without looking at him, and then she points. "There!" she tells everyone, and draws her sword.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Wednesday July 5th, 2006 10:52:50 PM
Bertram readies his axe for the coming onslaught.
Gunther Thursday July 6th, 2006 12:34:51 AM
Looking over at Ingrge, Gunther pulls out a scroll of Stoneskin. "I vouldn't mind having dis spell cast on me."
Lian Thursday July 6th, 2006 6:50:33 AM
The monk isn't liking the idea of skulls and werewolves chasing them. Not to mention the possibility of the Corrector.
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Detect Magic*, Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Ingrge Thursday July 6th, 2006 8:49:11 AM
Ingrge casts his stoneskin scroll upon Olana and casts Gunther's upon him. As soon as he can he casts haste upon himself and Bertram.
Fight...or Flight..? - DM Donna Friday July 7th, 2006 12:06:39 AM
K'Nara whirls about, squinting in the direction indicated by Olana.
"Okay, then--THIS time we're gonna--"
Aaaaa-rooooooooo...!
Another noise that is all too familiar to the Talons--werewolf howls.
Olana's tracking pinpoints that the pack is going to vector in from the northwest, while the skulls are zooming in at the Talons from the north.
There is a disturbance on the northern horizon. The groups of hunting monsters are still quite far away, but the sound carries extremely well on the quiet plains of Harrowed Moon.
K'Nara's face scrunches in an almost-painful snarl.
"We are in NO shape to take on skulls AND wolves! They're coming from the northern directions..." the leader of the Talons says, "...then let's go south--at a run! If we can find a road, we might buy some time from those undead things and figure out what to do about those werewolves..!"
Gunther, meanwhile, just before Olana's announcement, spies something way off in the distant south:
A light. Small but steady. It doesn't move.
Gunther Friday July 7th, 2006 12:15:36 AM
Squinting, Gunther stares at the light. "Miss K'nara!!" he hisses insistently. "Dere's a light over dere!!" He points urgently at the light as his legs begin to shake. "I bet it's dat Vander's place. C'mon Miss K'nara, let's go!!" Gunther practically begs the bladesinger as he prepares to bolt toward the light...and away from those horrible skulls.
Lian Friday July 7th, 2006 10:15:02 AM
Lian looks in the direction indicated by Gunther. "I think he's right!" The monk moves at a jog, keeping pace with the others as they begin to run.
Falin Friday July 7th, 2006 10:27:16 AM
Watching the others begin to run towards the light Falin feels the warmth of hope fill his spirit.
Falin begins running, watching over his shoulder to see how close the skulls and werewolfs are.
Milo Friday July 7th, 2006 2:58:03 PM
Milo gives a quick nod to Gunther, and takes off toward the light, running as fast as his legs will take him.
Brother Bertram AC 28 HP 84 Friday July 7th, 2006 4:01:21 PM
Bertram begins running along with the others as fast as able lagging only enough to make sure the others are safely ahead. He runs with RightBite in his hand and a prayer on his lips.
Olana (Stoneskin) Friday July 7th, 2006 5:05:50 PM
"I'll race you," Olana says to Milo. She has a big grin on her face, and if asked, she probably couldn't say why. Her feet flow quickly over the terrain.
Head Towards the Light - DM Donna Saturday July 8th, 2006 1:55:06 AM
K'Nara doesn't need any further urging.
"Let's go!" she says, and is speeding along the lilac-lit landscape, heading for that slight yet somehow comforting speck of light in the distance.
The party moves out at top speed, heading for the unknown and hoping that Gunther's instinct and K'Nara's orders are correct, and that the light doesn't turn out to be an ironic twist of fate, luring them to even more deadly circumstances...
DM OOC: ...to be continued...
Ingrge: Bear's endurance, Haste, Non-detection, Misdirection Saturday July 8th, 2006 9:16:57 AM
(OOC: Don't forget ALL those non-detection and similar spells are still in effect)
Just before taking off Ingrge casts two more scrolls Bear's endurance on Knara and himself.
Remaining spells
0 level- detect magic,
1st - Detect undead, obscuring mist, ray of enfeeblement(2), unseen servant, true strike
2nd- command undead(1)
3rd-
4th- Remove Curse
5th- Baneful polymorph, Cone of cold
Lian Sunday July 9th, 2006 11:56:39 AM
The monk picks up pace, seeing that the others are moving at top speed.
He casts Detect Magic, concentration in front of him.
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
The Light at the End of the Tunnel - DM Donna Monday July 10th, 2006 10:44:42 AM
As fast as the Talons are, the sounds of howls and chattering teeth inexorably get louder...the werewolves and skulls are closing in.
However, the light appears to come from the windows of a modest-looking building...a building that looks a lot like a timber-and-plaster edifice common within many parts of The Wold.
There is a sturdy oak door on one side, and a sign that hangs above it:
THE WANDERERS' REFUGE No Hunting Allowed
Lian Monday July 10th, 2006 11:34:30 AM
The monk pauses for a moment, thinking that it might be a trap, then think better and enters. The elf is perspiring.
Prepared Spells: (*Number Prepared, #Domain) Zero Level(4): Guidance**
Goodberry Tattoo unused Bulls Strength Tattoo used Once Stunning Attacks 7 used Hero Points 9 Wholeness of Body used
Falin Monday July 10th, 2006 2:47:24 PM
Following everyone else Falins almost starts to cry from happiness as he sees the sign on the door.
Milo Monday July 10th, 2006 7:59:16 PM
Holding the door for the group, Milo ushers everyone else in before entering the structure himself. "Come on folks!"
Olana Monday July 10th, 2006 10:09:26 PM
Olana pauses at the door, sniffing the air, her longsword still drawn. "What is this place?" she asks Milo," and why is everyone so pleased to see it?"
Gunther (Stoneskin) Monday July 10th, 2006 10:13:08 PM
Bolting headlong toward the shelter, Gunther pauses before entering. Sword in shaking hands, Gunther stands by Milo guarding the door. Petrified, he waits for all the others to enter before he does.
Into the Frying Pan..? - DM Donna Tuesday July 11th, 2006 2:06:20 AM
"According to the local myths and legends--" K'Nara explains to Olana as the group unceremoniously piles in through the door of the ordinary-seeming building, "--The Wanderers' Refuge is the only other place that the Grand Hunt can't get its prey." The blade singer wastes no time, but ushers most of the Talons before her, then yanks first Milo and then Gunther into the inn, slamming the door into the faces of oncoming werewolves and skulls.
There is a satisfying series of thuds that make the thick oak door shudder--but the door remains closed.
"Indeed, you are correct, lady." a rich, rolling voice announces. "The Wanderers' Refuge is just that--a refuge from the evil intentions of Harrowed Moon's ruler."
Looking around the interior of the place, the Wanderers' Refuge appears to be like many typical public houses of The Wold--a great room that can house a few dozen people, a large fireplace that dominates the wall opposite the door, the rustic but comfy-looking chairs and benches that are scattered throughout the taproom.
The speaker is a man of bulky proportions--to K'Nara's eye it seems he must have been a fighter of experience at one time in his life. He appears human, bald but sporting a thick black handlebar moustache...and a welcoming smile as he finishes polishing the maple countertop of the bar he is standing behind.
"Have no fear of the Grand Hunt now, ladies and gentlemen," the booming voice of the friendly bartender assures one and all, "You have sought Refuge and found it."
Ingrge Tuesday July 11th, 2006 7:14:34 AM
Ingrge looks around the room and then at the speaker. Yes well we were also told we would be safe at Fidelia's castle, so don't be offended if I don't believe you.
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 11th, 2006 9:54:43 AM
Bertram snorts at Ingrge's words. He agrees with his friends assessment. He looks about for anything odd, and more importantly, A back door.
Falin Tuesday July 11th, 2006 10:48:52 AM
Falin runs over to a window and looks out at the persuers clashing against the door.
"They look like the breakers of the ocean crashing against the unyeilding cliffs."
Lian Tuesday July 11th, 2006 1:08:29 PM
"Forgive my friends. This place, this Harrowed Moon, tends to hold many surprises well beyond what is considered normal for us.
Before we introduce ourselves, perhaps, as a show of good faith, you should introduce yourself?" Suggests the monk.
Olana Tuesday July 11th, 2006 4:38:28 PM
Once inside, Olana also moves to the window. If she can see the skulls and wolves outside, she'll wave and smile. Her smile however, is bitter.
Milo Tuesday July 11th, 2006 8:41:31 PM
Lowering his short sword, Milo reverses his grip, holding the weapon behind him so as not to threaten while keeping it handy. He stands close to Olana even as she gazes out the window. He is less then relaxed to find the place occupied, but hopes that refuge is the order of the day. "Um.... ale?"
Gunther Tuesday July 11th, 2006 10:30:32 PM
The warrior spins at the occupant, his axe posed to strike...but seeing that he seems friendly and all, he lowers the weapon. Collapsing down on one of the chairs, Gunther sputters in disbelief "Ve did it?"
Into the Fire??? - DM Donna Tuesday July 11th, 2006 11:00:24 PM
"Everything about this place has us paranoid and jumping at shadows." K'Nara agrees with her group's general assessment of Harrowed Moon. The beefy bartender's face is serious as he nods.
"I don't blame you for not trusting anything around here--it's likely what's kept you alive all this time." he says. "I am Manuel Callabro...I was an apprentice to an honored paladin of Alemi who came to Harrowed Moon by accident, then stayed in an attempt to convert the unusual population found here. Instead, he was ensnared by the evil of Lady Fidelia, going to her Twilight Palace and never returning.
"I, too, would have fallen victim to her deceptive seduction, had I not possessed the wherewithal to bargain with the Lady for this very Inn. I happened upon her secret, you see, and wrangled from her the freedom to roam her desmesne without being subject to her...pursuits. Thus, the Wanderers' Refuge is magically off-limits to her followers while they are following her orders. However, that usually means her "prey" is trapped within, as well." Callabro heaves a sigh.
"My penance for failing to save my master is for me to remain in this Inn, and help any who seek Refuge to escape Harrowed Moon!" he nods as he speaks. "There is no other door than the one you entered through...but there is an exit from Harrowed Moon for those brave enough to take it." With this the bartender produced a tankard and pulled a tap, pouring out a rich ale of dark amber, which he put on the counter and slid towards Milo.
"The exit is just as dangerous as remaining here." Callabro says simply. "For I cannot guarantee that you will return to the place you intend to go...only that you will no longer be in Harrowed Moon." Once again he nods, this time towards the other tankards he is now filling up.
"Drink up, then, adventurers," the mustachioed man bids, "You'll need it if you are to survive the fire..."
The flames in the fireplace seem to roar intensely when the bartender says this. K'Nara stares.
"The fire? You mean we have to--"
"You have to walk through fire to get out of Hell..." Callabro says firmly.
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 12th, 2006 9:27:01 AM
Bertram looks to the others and shrugs. "Are we not in Hell already?"
Lian Wednesday July 12th, 2006 12:22:10 PM
The monk drinks then casts Guidance (for a saving throw). He then walks to the fireplace. "Any special chant or dance I have to do?" He smiles. The monk isn't about to stay any longer than he has too. "I'll think about the Tower, friends. Thats where I want to go." He winks at the group. "See you at home."
Falin Wednesday July 12th, 2006 12:40:45 PM
"Anything to get away from flying skeletons. If I see another flying skeleton in my life it will be too soon."
With that Falin holds his tankard high, "To friends gone, to freinds we have yet to meet, and to the friends we have. May we all live long and die well."
He throws back the dark ale, places the tankard on the counter, and procedes to walk through the fire.
Lian (rolling hit points for 13th) d8=6 Wednesday July 12th, 2006 3:33:25 PM
Rolled 6
(Was informed that xp total was incorrect. Did not level. But wish to keep roll! ;))
Milo Wednesday July 12th, 2006 4:00:28 PM
Sheathing his sword, Milo grabs the tankard and without breathing, drains it of its contents. The halfling looks up, "Couldn't possibly be worse than what we've already been through tonight."
Ingrge d20+15=32 Wednesday July 12th, 2006 5:03:41 PM
Thinking about the pile of treasure they had stored back at the tower and their assorted mounts, Ingrge focuses on that as his point of return and walks confidently into the flames and fireplace. Concentration DC 32
Olana Wednesday July 12th, 2006 8:49:23 PM
Olana watches Milo down his ale in one gulp, then narrows her eyes and aims them toward the barman, Callabro. "Brave enough?" she asks him while grabbing one of the tankards. "Brave enough? That's funny. It really is. I mean what's the alternative? Staying here?" The elf downs the drink in two gulps while still staring at the barman, and then replaces the empty tankard carefully on the bar top and grins. "I'll be seeing you," she says with a humourless wink. With a scowl at the fire, she wades straight in after Milo. Wherever they go - I go.
Gunther Thursday July 13th, 2006 1:13:46 AM
Gunther greedily gulps down the drink in front of him and bolts for the fireplace. "Anyting is better dan dis place!" he says as he concentrates on landing someplace somewhat safe with K'nara.
There's No Place Like Home - DM Donna Thursday July 13th, 2006 3:06:43 AM
K'Nara takes up an ale and knocks it back, then lays a handful of coins on the bartop.
"I don't know if you have the means to spend this money, but here it is in payment for the ale." she tells Callabro. "If there is ever anything that we could do for you--"
"Just leave Harrowed Moon before Lady Fidelia gets her hands on you." the bald man says firmly. "Then I may know that my penance progresses as it should. Alemi bless you all and keep you safe!"
The redheaded blade singer smiles, nods and then follows everyone into the fireplace.
As each member of the party plunges into the flames, it is obvious that either the ale or the fire is magic--the light increases to blinding proportions and the flames roar triumphantly...
...and the party finds itself at the base of the Bone Tower, which they entered only a handful of days before, and yet--after the events in Harrowed Moon--seems a lifetime ago.
"Let's get back to that house the troll showed us..." K'Nara says, not wishing to stay in this place of shadows and evil any longer than she has to.
The house offered to the Talons for the Arena competition is still secure, and Gutmasher actually stops by to welcome everyone back.
"The fans were all worried when only the elf here--" he nods at Olana, "--was the only one to make it out...then it looked like the very shadows of the Tower just snapped her up! However, I can tell you there's gonna be a BIG party celebrating your victory over the Tower!"
"Some victory!" K'Nara says ironically. "We had to leave behind piles of stuff in our haste to escape the place we'd been transported to!"
"Harrowed Moon?" Gutmasher asks. "Yeah...well...my cousin Bonecrusher contacted me--managed to get all that...that...wow, that was a LOT of loot, wasn't it?" He shakes his knobby head and grins with his slightly snaggled, pointed teeth.
"Anyhow--Bonecrusher sent your stuff on through the mirror connection. I made sure that it joined your Arena winnings in the secure vault. By now it's doubtless awaiting you in the location you picked for it when you first put the stuff you won from the competition!" The rather jaunty troll bows and exits.
Now all that seems to be left to do is sleep, recover--and the flock out of the Shadow Lands!
Lian Thursday July 13th, 2006 10:42:32 AM
The monk sheepishly reaches into his pockets. "Except this stuff..." A handful of loot he had forgotten he pocketed. "... we'll add this to the winnings... winnings?!" He lights up. "Great!"
Sleep seems too good to be true.
Falin Thursday July 13th, 2006 2:12:52 PM
The sudden shift in surroundings and the realization of being back someplace recognizable almost brings Falin to tears. He sees Lian turn out his pockets with extras and he remembers that he too has quite a bit in his quiver.
"I still have some as well."
When the time to turn in comes sleep comes quick and hard to Falin.
Olana Thursday July 13th, 2006 9:42:46 PM
Olana shakes her head as she emerges from the flames and her nostrils flare. At least this was one of her clearer memories. She gives Snotgobbler or whatever his name is a tight nod and follows it with a rather spectacular scowl as he mentions her 'adventure'. Might be a fun tale for you, buster.
'If we're sleeping,' Olana says to K'nara, 'then I'll stand guard. I've slept long enough.'
Brother Bertram Thursday July 13th, 2006 10:32:20 PM
Bertram found himself torn between being rid of the foul world of Harrow Moon and not finishing what the Talons had set out there to do. He shrugs and gives thanks to both Domi and Gargul for thier aid.
Milo Friday July 14th, 2006 12:42:46 AM
Milo remains silent throughout the journey and the meeting back home. The halfling wears a goofy grin that says he is simply happy that all is well once again. Though he opts to sleep while Olana is on watch, he does his best to do so with one eye open and on her... until sleep takes the weary halfling, at any rate.
Gunther Friday July 14th, 2006 1:34:00 AM
Absolutely stunned that they have made it out alive and that their treasure has found a way to follow them, Gunther throws caution to the wind. Exhilaration at being out of Harvest Moon fuels the fire, and Gunther grabs K'nara by the shoulders and gives her a nice long, hard kiss. "And dat's just a down payment for vhat you have coming ven ve get home!!" Giggling boyishly, Gunther searches out some decent grub and then heads for a nice, nightmare free night of rest.
Epilogue
Homeward Bound - DM Donna Friday July 14th, 2006 1:55:32 AM
The Talons are able to rest up without being attacked by anything in the night. The next day K'Nara arranges transport for the group in a caravan that is headed back to the Emerald Kingdom. She is convinced that the party can't get home soon enough.
The trip back is a lot more comfortable (this time the group isn't being smuggled past checkpoints--the tales of how they triumphed in the Arena competition have paved the way home for them, it seems.) The "Green Claws" are ferried through to the border of the Emerald Kingdom with a lot of toasting and fanfare.
"The only thing that woulda made the victory sweeter was if our home team had won," Gutmasher admits as he waves farewell to the departing Talons, "But you can't have everything!" Then he goes back to join the celebration feast with the other denizens of the Shadow Lands town.
"You have to hand it to the citizens around here..." K'Nara remarks with a smirk, "They sure know how to make a party last."
Once back in the Emerald Kingdom, however, the very atmosphere seems to change rather tangibly. Olana, Ingrge, Falin, Lian and K'Nara can all literally feel something in the air.
"The Culverwood." K'Nara says suddenly. "It's...different. It's...more aware." The truth of her words washes over the elves of the party (as well as anyone with the Forest Walking Feat.)
The Talons make their way back towards their Tower, looking forward to finding out how to spend their hard-won loot. They find out along the way that Parnoth has "claimed" many thousands of elves as his personal property--and that many thousands more are being hunted as fugitives to the edge of the Culverwood. Apparently, however, Parnoth's army doesn't have enough bodies in it to brave the newly-aware forest and rarely penetrates into it.
"Parnoth..." K'Nara growls, her fair face scrunching into a scowl. She still harbors less-than-loving feelings after having been the target of two separate murder attempts at the dragon's behest, as well as finding out about his duplicitous behavior when it came to the elven population of the Kingdom.
Soon, however, the familiar silhouette of the Saryd Tower comes into view and the Talons quicken their pace to reach its grounds as soon as they can. Indeed, on the very edge of the Tower's assigned desmesne, the stoic ghost guard--Commander Thauramec Brusse--materializes and salutes the members of the party.
"Ma'am, welcome back, ma'am!" he greets K'Nara in his typical military manner. The living members of the party can see that the human blade singer is not too comfortable being addressed so, but she nods.
"Commander Brusse, thank you." she says.
"Ma'am, do you wish my report, ma'am?" Brusse asks, clearly eager to tell K'Nara something.
"Belay that until the Talons get to the Tower itself, commander." K'Nara orders quickly--she's just NOT up to listening to a dreary, over-detailed report about how the forest has been growing lately. "After we've had a chance to eat." As an afterthought, the tall redhead adds: "Dismissed!"
"Ma'am, yes, ma'am!" Brusse responds, saluting and, turning smartly on one ghostly heel, marches back towards the Tower, dissolving into invisibility as he goes.
"Whew! That was close!" K'Nara comments aloud with a wink. Everyone hurries all the faster towards the Tower, only to stop short once they clear the surrounding forest. The sight before them is utterly incredible:
There are huts everywhere! Loosely organized without the stone wall that surrounds the Saryd Tower. What used to be overgrown meadowland now sports a population of elves!
"Good gods!" K'Nara gasps, her jaw hanging. "There must be...hundreds--maybe even thousands?--of people here! What in The Wold happened???"
Brother Bertram Friday July 14th, 2006 12:43:28 PM
Bertram remarks wryly, "Perhaps we should have listened to his report."
Ingrge Friday July 14th, 2006 2:32:15 PM
The grouchy elf actually seems to have a light spring in his step and, could that be, a smile touching his whistling lips, as the talons make their way home. As they clear the forest and see the conglomeration of huts and elves, Ingrge raises an eyebrow and seesm to be actively searching for something.
Lian Friday July 14th, 2006 3:28:58 PM
"Hello Brusse."
"Um, I hope there's a good explaination for all these refugees. The Tower's not going to be able to accomidate this number, will it?"
The monk unconciously looks for his parents and a few monks from the temple from deep within the wood.
Then the elf remembers leaving his feeble old horse. He can't wait to see if he's alright.
Falin Friday July 14th, 2006 3:46:00 PM
The trip brings great joy to his heart the closer they get to the forest.
It had been so long for him. The sudden disapearence and then reapperence with his friends in the tower. So much time lost.
He stops as they come into view of the huts and the elves.
"So many," he scans the area, "So many elves. And from the looks they dropped everything to come here. Parnoth must truely be driving fear into the hearts of the elven populace for this."
Brother Bertram Friday July 14th, 2006 9:51:00 PM
"If there choices are death or slavery at the hands of Parnoth, then we will gladly accomodate them...somehow." The Dwarf grew thoughtful as he pondered his loot gained in the tower. It would feed a large number of people for a very very long time.
Olana Friday July 14th, 2006 11:55:36 PM
Olana stays mostly silent as the Talons travel back, clinging to Milo like a limpet.
As they get closer to the forest of Culverwood however, she stops at one point, crouches, and lays her hand flat on the ground. "So, mother awakens," she says to no one in particular. "Interesting."
"Hi Brusse, you look like I feel," is her greeting to their ghost guard as they get nearer home.
As for the makeshift 'city of elves' clustered around the Tower, she merely bites her lip and raises an eyebrow.
Gunther Saturday July 15th, 2006 12:43:14 AM
His eyes bulging at the refugee camp, Gunther sighs. Elves...pretentious, tree hugging, holier than thou elves... thousands of them! How in the world am I ever going to get any training time alone with my kitty with all this clamor going on? Gunther huffs. Probably hate the thought of me even having her...say she ought to be free or some none sense like that. Rubbing his throbbing temple, Gunther travels along silently, nightmares of spending the rest of his life surrounded by throngs of elves filling his mind.
Strangers in Paradise - DM Donna Saturday July 15th, 2006 2:09:35 AM
K'Nara whirls at Bertram's comment, but the dwarven cleric appears to be merely filled with the relief that he can, once more, feel connected to Domi and Gargul. The tall female warrior harrumphs and turns back to the amazing spectacle of basic elven civilization surrounding the Tower.
"I don't understand why all these people would just...just settle here..." the leader of the Talons says, obviously flabbergasted. "I mean--we were only just awarded the Tower a short time ago. I'm sure that the renovator we hired hasn't even half-finished the work that was to be done--"
Even as the Talons are speculating amongst themselves, their arrival hasn't gone unnoticed. Soon the party becomes aware that the elves closest to them have stopped, staring and whispering amongst themselves.
"Well...let's go see if I can catch up with Brusse for that report, then." K'Nara says, starting to move forward once more. "If not him, then perhaps Rainara can explain..."
As the Talons continue their trek, more and more of the villagers are not only stopping to stare, but are gathering in ever-larger numbers and drawing closer to the group. K'Nara exchanges puzzled glances with her colleagues but determinedly presses on.
It is the squeal of a child that causes K'Nara pause, though:
"Salyl! Tastol! Aestaesar Salyl!!!" The joy in the youngling's voice cannot be denied. Even as K'Nara halts with a rather stunned look on her face, the crowd surges forward and--before any of the Talons can do more than even blink--sweeps the entire group up on their collective shoulders and bears them aloft towards the Tower, chanting a repetition of the child's words...
"Tastol! Aestaesar Salyl!!!"
For those PCs who can speak/understand Elven, Highlight to display spoiler: { the child (apparently recognizing the members of the group) squealed: "Talons! Champions! Emerald Talons!" The crowd is repeating "Champions! Emerald Talons!"}
The throng certainly sounds happy, but their cries and the mode of transportation they are using to get the Talons to the Tower leave the group without the means to have any real conversation.
The party is quickly transported to the front door of the Tower, but the crowd continues to hold the Talons aloft, chanting in Elven and obviously very, very excited to see the group.
The door opens and out steps the familiar figure of Rainara Themol.
"What are you all do--" she demands, then realizes that the Talons are home...even if none of them have their feet on the ground. Her eyes widen and the elder elf waves her hands, silently ordering the crowd to put the Talons back on their feet.
The crowd obeys, but all the unfamiliar elves are still grinning ear to ear.
"Welcome home, noble ones," Rainara says, bowing, "While you were away...there have been some changes..."
"So we see." K'Nara acknowledges the bow with one of her own. "Dearlady--what's happened? Why are all these peop--"
The door bursts open once again, and out of the Tower rushes a rather pretty elf female. She has flowing white hair, almost platinum in color. It contrasts very nicely with her dark (but not quite black) skin. She's maybe an inch or two over four feet and she looks eagerly about until her emerald eyes alight upon--
"Ingrge!" the female cries, her eyes growing all the warmer upon seeing the weapon mage. She practically throws herself at him and passionately administers an elven embrace.
K'Nara quirks an eyebrow as the liplock stretches out for a bit.
"Ahem." she says, coughing politely. "I do hope you brought enough for everyone..?" The blade singer's humorous comment is enough to make the new arrival step back, but not enough to dim the smile or look of affection that the female elf favors Ingrge with.
"I do believe..." K'Nara says, "...that some explanations are in order...Ingrge..? Rainara..?"
DM OOC: I will be making at least two (if not more) transitional posts over the weekend. Players are free to post more than once a day until midnight on Sunday (Woldian Time), at which time normal posting rules will be in effect once again.
Falin Saturday July 15th, 2006 4:26:52 AM
The crowds coming in towards the groups causes some anxiety for the Sharpshooter. He was not used to praise. Especially for the few instances he has been able to help the group.
So many elves. So many people caused pain by such an evil creature. Falins thoughts drift to his family and thier death by that same evil.
Brother Bertram Saturday July 15th, 2006 4:31:43 AM
After conquering his fears of being dropped and lost in the surging crowd, Bertram manages to be gracious until he can find out what is going on. But even he cant help but grin at Ingrge's welcome. Although she was not what any of them would have expected...Now just who was she?
Lian Saturday July 15th, 2006 10:31:51 AM
The large group also feels uncomfortable to Lian, elven in nature or not, this group is well beyond what Lian would expect for the Tower grounds to hold. The grounds simply bursts at the seams.
The monk pushes his way to the leader of the Talons. "K'nara, I think I'm going to check out the Tower... you know, to see how, um, security is getting on. Then I'll check on the horses... and...." He eyes the crowd pointedly and looks back at the red-head. Then whispers, "...I'll be in my room."
Aeralia d20+13=32 Saturday July 15th, 2006 2:46:18 PM
Aeralia hated performing for higher class audiences, adventurers, nobility and the like. They were harder to scare, harder to please, and most the time, everything needed to be about them. But she knew this, and knew how to modify her shows to suit these specific needs. Retainers of powerful people, like her current audience, usually were satisfied when stories rewarded the people like themselves. Wealth and glory, and honor passed from their employers, were all something most of them wanted, and so could get behind a hero such as themselves, earning such a glory. She, of course, prefered catoring to simple and decent folk, but she hadn't much choice. The people in this tower strongly requested that she performed for them, so that was what she would do.
The young artist continues her perfomance from her invisible position on the side wall; she was the director of her magical marionettes, not part of the actual show. Hearing the chanting and commotion outside from her position beside the fireplace, Aeralia glances for a short time towards the open gates hoping to steal a peek at what all the fuss is about and where some of her audience is going, though she's in no position to do so. Just as her glance and thoughts shift to whats going on outside, a massive dragon, some thirty feet in length, slams down into view on the stone floor inside the tower, rearing its head out to observe the happenings as well. The gargantuan creature is covered in red, glissening scales, and rasor sharp horns and spikes. It does seem to be missing wings that are commonly associated with dragons, but looks certainly fearsome, none the less. It remains completely motionless as its dreadful gaze falls across the talons, and the thousands of elves outside the tower.
'Damnit.' The young stage artist thinks to herself, realizing she'd gotten distracted. 'Terrin's not going to have anything good to say about this,' she groans in her head, stealing a quick glance to her longtime friend, who stood deathly still on the other side of the open gates. Turning her attention back to the matters at hand, Aeralia concentrates hard as the magic begins to flow from within her, quickly making sure she keeps track of everything already in the room. After a few moments, enough time for her new spell to replace the old, the large beast roars loudly and turns its head back into the great hall. Finishing its bellowing roar, the beast belches a massive jet a flame towards the eastern wall inside the tower, incinerating a group of six foul and evil looking knights that had until then been readying bows and a large catapult looking contraption.
The knights had also been convienently stationed in front of the young entertainer's main audience, and the massive flames buffet and sear against an invisible wall of magic she had placed in front of them less then a minute ago. As the unfortunate knights quickly disintegrate into nothing at the creatures foul flaming breathe, an almost-unbearable, yet just barely withstandable heat radiates around the defensive wall towards the onlookers, adding a bit more reality and a sense of fear and excitement to the scene. 'Involve the crowd,' her old dwarvish mentor had always told her. 'Make 'em feel they are there, not just watch'n.' She wasn't about to loose her audience to whatever those refugees were doing, so she intensified her sounds a little to try and cut the commotion; the dragon roared a little louder, the flames and fire raged on with more intensity, and the dying knights' cries echo more throughout the small hall.
(Perform: 32) (OOC: Casting a Silent/Still Major Image to overlap the lost illusion)
Lian d20+18=25 d20+9=19 d20+19=31 d20+7=16 Saturday July 15th, 2006 6:26:40 PM
The monk slowly moves into the Tower, passing strangers and familiar folks.
He comes to the main hall and gets a surprise. "Oh my!" (Move Silently 25, Spot 19, Listen 31, Hide 16)
He quickly moves back to the rest of the Talons to tell them who he sees. They won't believe it!
Ch-Ch-Changes! - DM Donna Sunday July 16th, 2006 2:32:41 AM
It is Rainara who apparently gets to explain the population explosion first.
"Mistress," she says to K'Nara, "You remember that, before you left, you gave my husband and me those bracelets--the one with your symbol on them...the mark of the talons..?" The elder elf held up her left hand to show off the bracelet in question.
"Yes...to keep Parnoth from pouncing on you and enslaving you." K'Nara says with a nod. "I remember."
"Two days after you left, my daughter and her family came to the Tower." Rainara continues. "She had been working in the city with her husband, but the edict...she didn't want to be a slave, so she came here, thinking to ask sanctuary of the Tower's guardians--only you were gone. I...I couldn't turn my own child and grandchildren and great-grandchildren away..."
"I...can understand...but I didn't realize that your family was quite THIS big..." K'Nara replies, looking around at the huge crowd of elves.
"Oh, no, mistress, it isn't!" Rainara says emphatically. "My offspring and theirs number merely 57."
"Merely...57." the leader of the Talons echoes. "Well...there are more than 57 elves here, I daresay..."
"Yes, mistress..." Rainara agrees, "...you see, soon after my children and their families came here to the Tower, more elves began arriving. As you know, the Tower of Saryd has been considered a traditional place of sanctuary for all of elvenkind--it was quite natural that anyone of The Blood would seek this place out. I...I couldn't just turn them away--they came for help!"
"N-no...I can understand that you couldn't..." K'Nara assures the housekeeper, "But...there are SO many--surely Parnoth would have noticed..?"
"Aye, mistress, that he did." Rainara nods. "Just last week he sent a squadron of his troops to round up the elves here--but Rethus had anticipated this...he had prepared for such a possibility." At this point, a familiar male elf appears at Rainara's side, putting an arm around her shoulders.
"How..? What..?" the human blade singer asks. Rethus grins sheepishly and holds up his left wrist.
"More bracelets." he says simply. The elven multitude all very proudly hold up their wrists, too--each and every one of them sports a bracelet that has the seal of the Talons on it.
"That way, Parnoth's agents had to go away since the elves here were already owned...by YOU." Rainara explains proudly, then quickly amends, "Or, rather, by the Emerald Talons--but with you as the leader, you are considered our owner."
"WHAT???" K'Nara splutters, looking positively aghast. The elves around the party, however, are unfazed.
"It saved everyone here from becoming Parnoth's slave!" Rainara insists. "All 1873 of us are free--"
"Valyrn's baby." Rethus reminds his wife.
"Oh--right!" she says, then corrects herself: "All 1874 of us are free because of these bracelets...even if we must say we are your property."
"...1874..?" K'Nara repeats, looking a little ill.
"As of this morning." Rainara confirms. "However...I'm afraid that there IS something that neither Rethus nor I anticipated..."
"Oh..?" the blade singer asks warily. "What would that be..?"
"Taxes." Rainara says, making a face. "Parnoth insists that you must pay tax on your property or it is forfeited to his possession...and by 'property', he means not only the Tower and its lands--but all 1874 elves here, too..!"
Brpther Bertram Sunday July 16th, 2006 5:35:42 AM
Bertram listens to this and walks off as he hears Parnoth's new plan. He is heard muttering something about, "....Taxation....representation..." He takes a tour of the tower to see how it is shaping up, letting his anger cool.
Falin Sunday July 16th, 2006 6:01:21 AM OOC: Dang, I thought I would be the first to say that Bertram :)
Falin shakes his head as he begins to hear of the elves' plight. The color is his face begins to change as he gets upset about the whole situation.
"I am going to go get myself in a more cheerful mood." Falin says walking out into the crowd to mingle a bit and talk with people.
The talk with the people helps, especially the children. Always having a weak spot in his heart for kids Falin soon finds himself in a rather big game of tag and he is it. Either the kids are much faster than he is or he is lagging to keep the game going.
Ingrge Sunday July 16th, 2006 3:38:15 PM
Uncomfortable at being hoisted and carried upon other elves' shoulders, the dour elf is relieved to be placed back on his feet as Rainara answers the door, only to be engulfed by what appears to be a drow female. Getting soundly kissed requires a good response and Ingrge does his best to respond in kind and then realizes that they are surrounded by a throng of people. "I told you I would return." Gently setting Caeryn down and to the side, a somewhat abashed Ingrge looks around at the other Talons.
"Umm, K'nara, Bertram, everyone, This is my wife Caeryn. Caeryn, These are the Talons, indicating each in turn. K'nara, Brother Bertram, Olana, Milo, Lian, Falin and Gunther."
Listening to Rainara's story, Ingrge feels himself getting hot as the evils of Parnoth are once again clear to see. "I knew that overgrown, stinking, green chameleon couldn't keep a bargain."
Lian Sunday July 16th, 2006 3:55:47 PM
The monk reappears suddenly at K'Nara's clutching a stitch in his side. Out of breath, he says, "M-Mop!... and... cronies! In the Hall awaiting payment, taxes."
"I am not sure if they know that we are here yet."
Greeting Family and...Non-Friends - DM Donna Sunday July 16th, 2006 5:24:49 PM
K'Nara sweeps into a gracious bow.
"Kaerol tia moraes." the blade singer says in Elven. "As Ingrge is my brother, so you, now, are my sister."
"Sal o, moraes." Caeryn responds with a warm smile. (OOC Note: Caeryn is pronounced "see-yair-en".)
"Mistress Caeryn has been of immense help to us, Mistress K'Nara." Rainara says emphatically. "She is a master of organization--once it became clear that many of our brethren were seeking sanctuary here, 'twas her skills as a merchant and a manager that kept the entire place from becoming a madhouse. It may look...well, it DOES look very crowded here, but it's organized and very well maintained."
"Why, thank you, Caeryn." K'Nara says, bowing once more. "The Talons are in your debt."
"Not at all." the gracious half-Drow replies. "It's the least I could do for my family's new home. The settlers here choose to call it Si Madyrn os Saryd si Cysti os Thaedys."
"That's...a bit of a mouthful for us mere humans." K'Nara says with a chuckle, then muses. "Hmmm...Saryd's Shadow, the home of freedom. Nice name...but I expect that Common mapmakers will shorten that to just Madyrn. Easier to fit on a map, you know--"
Just at this moment, Lian returns and excitedly makes his report about Mop being here to collect on the taxes. K'Nara frowns, turning to Rainara and Caeryn.
"Dearladies, I'm beginning more and more to regret not listening to Brusse's report." she says. "What's this about Mop..?" Both the elder elf and the half-Drow exchanged glances.
"Mop is here with a squadron of Parnothians." Caeryn explains. "They arrived less than an hour ago, so I suggested that they avail themselves of the Tower's hospitality while we awaited your imminent arrival."
"Does he know about--?"
"Bai, moraes!" Caeryn denies with a vigorous shake of her head. "The goods you had sent on for the Tower arrived yesterday...and I had a very hard time finding space for it. I'm afraid that the monk's training room was the only place big enough. Mop doesn't know it's here...but he has a score of those...Parnoth-beings. He definitely will wish to take something on behalf of his master--or he will loose those...those pandryl pydol on the populace here."
K'Nara frowns, as she agrees with Caeryn's opinion that the Parnothians are, literally, "dragon droppings"...but twenty of them? And so close to untrained civilians...
"Don't try to fight them, moraes," advises Caeryn, "Mop is clearly expecting for the Emerald Talons to agree to give over all the elves here in exchange for keeping the Tower and its lands. I do not doubt that--if you ask Parnoth's price for all the 'property' here, it will be a fraction of the treasure you have here at the Tower."
The chestnut-maned blade singer rubs her chin, her face with a bit of scowl on it.
"I don't have the right to speak for everyone," she says, "As all of us earned the treasure with all of our efforts. So, what say you, Talons--should we try to fight Mop and twenty Parnothians...or try to negotiate paying the Big Green pandryl pydol off to leave Madyrn in peace..?"
DM OOC: consider EVERYONE here for this question (even Brother Bertram), because EVERYONE must have a say in this.
Lian Sunday July 16th, 2006 9:04:18 PM
Lian looks at K'Nara and frowns bitterly. "The Golds took Old Greenie's claw sometime ago. I suggest we take his Moppish right hand today. I think we could deal with them. We did just escape Hell and for what? Taxes and the old tyrant? I've grown tired of cowboy diplomacy. It's time to take out the trash!" The monk pounds a fist into his palm.
"I'd rather give all this treasure to the people of Culverwood than to that Green Terror."
"Lets take Mop, here and now. Make it so Parnoth has to do his own dirty work for once."
K'Nara Sunday July 16th, 2006 9:41:25 PM
"I would like nothing better than to get rid of not only Mop but Parnoth as well." K'Nara agrees with Lian. Caeryn's and Rainara's expressions are worried and strained.
"But consider, please--we are NOT the only ones here...we're surrounded by 1874 largely untrained civilians...many of whom are likely not able to flee the area readily. I don't doubt that Mop would advocate tactics that would involve that squadron to start taking prisoners--or just out-and-out begin a wholesale slaughter." the leader of the Talons points out. "I have utter faith in my comrades-in-arms...but you know that there's no real way we could guarantee that nobody else would get hurt if we started something." K'Nara's lips twist a bit.
"Besides, I daresay that we WOULD be spending that money on the people who deserve it...we'd be buying their freedom from Parnoth. What better gift for the people here, hmmm..?"
Brother Bertram Sunday July 16th, 2006 10:34:28 PM
Bertram slips back down quietly in time to join the conversation. "I cant risk these poor peasants to Parnoth's wrath over some coin. I am open to suggestions, but right now we would be killing them as if we laid them low ourselves."
Falin Monday July 17th, 2006 12:24:00 AM
"If we would be able to keep the filth in the castle while we took them there would be minimal exposure to the civilians."
He looks over the refugees, "If we pay who is to say that once Parnoth knows we will pay he wont send someone over tomorrow or the next day looking for back taxes?"
Gunther Monday July 17th, 2006 12:28:22 AM
The human shudders at the thought of being surrounded by so many elves with no respite in site. He heaves a heavy sigh as a headache builds like a brooding storm in his skull. "Miss K'nara's right. Ve can't risk it right now. It vould be better to vait until de ball is in our court.... Den ve slaughter dem all and nail dere hides to de tover vall!!"
Ingrge Monday July 17th, 2006 7:52:46 AM
I Suppose we could just bring the whole tower down on top of them, but, although it would be fun, I think we would spend more rebuilding the tower, than just paying the taxes this time. We can work on wards and things to keep the rifraff out once they're gone. I think a few traps or the such loaded with arrows of emerald dragon slaying would slow them down a bit......
DM Donna Monday July 17th, 2006 8:41:04 AM
I will be replacing this particular post with a transitional one later; meanwhile, DM Jan will contact everyone about when the Emerald Talons are to start posting on the Platinum Dragons board. Until then, the party has decided by majority to fork over the taxes and wait until the odds of a fight are more in their favor.
Milo Monday July 17th, 2006 5:18:06 PM
Milo chuckles, "Pay the taxes at present. There are too many that could get hurt in a fight this close to home. Besides... I've been mulling over a plan or two to liberate some of Parnoth's treasure anyways." The halfling's sly smile seems to brim with confidence and he ponders the possibilities.
Lian Monday July 17th, 2006 6:36:47 PM
For the first time in near memory, Lian disagrees with all the Talons.
"These people will have to learn to fight at some point. Peasants are only peasants when a tyrant keeps them downtrodden. Are WE not just as bad if we keep them in a state of defenselessness?! Uprising might be what is needed. I realize nearly 1900 civilians are urtrained, but regardless of training, I think even 1900 to 21 are good odds, especially if they are accompanied by the Talons. I'm not talking about bloodbath, just an escort away from the Tower."
The monk has said his peace.
"Milo, I'm in if you would like my help." Smiles the elf.
Falin Monday July 17th, 2006 10:46:07 PM
"Lian," Falin says, "Perhaps, so we are more prepared for what comes in the future, we should begin training the civilians to defend themselves. If we give them some training imagine how effective they would be at defending their homes and each other."
Aeralia d20+13=31 Monday July 17th, 2006 11:12:52 PM
Not knowing of the Talon's arrival, or their discussions outside, the young stage artist continues to weave her flashy and magical tale. She had cut out alot from her normal performace, the audience filled of dragon-men didn't seem ones to care for any sort of romantical themes she might try to add in, thinking more just blood and violence; and so she was coming to the conclusion of her short tale. The illusionary hero of her performace, who bore a striking resemblance to her 'guest of honor', Mop, had slain nearly three dozen enemies, and was now locked in a flashy swordfight with the evil king, all under the watchful eyes of the dragon overlord.
"Clash!, clash!, clash!" echoed the magical swords both combatants wielded, swinging and parrying in very powerful, yet easily blockable blows. Aeralia wasn't much of one for melee combat, and so her illusions certainly weren't the best of combatants either. Sure, they were flashy, and gave a good show with the minimal amount of knowledge she had on stage fighting, but an experienced warrior could certainly tear apart her magical puppets' weak fighting skills. The final combat comes to a quick end as the Heroic Mop look-a-like thrusts his sword valiantly through his opponents chest, and with loud cries, claims his victory as the 'evil king' slumped to the ground.
Aeralia quickly ends her theatrical show, the remaining characters slowly phasing from sight as she lets the spell's magic diminish.
"Pantheon, just strike me down now," she mumbles to herself, disgusted at her own adaptation to make such a beast, and such a man look anything like some sort of hero. Still invisible, Aeralia slips away from the fireplace and off towards the open gates, awaiting any sort of criticism or barating that her audience might give. Locking eyes on Terrin, Aeralia's friend snaps into motion from his complete stillness, moving towards the gates along side Aeralia.
Olana Tuesday July 18th, 2006 2:06:55 AM
Olana covers up her feelings of being uncomfortable and overwhelmed by being taciturn and aloof. With her dark leathers and strapped on weaponry, she cuts a solumn and not to be messed with figure, and she attempts to find a quiet spot to collect her thoughts. And who was that elf with dark blood, all over Ingrge?
Instead she finds what looks like a stage show - puppets of some kind? - and for a little while she watches from the back. She probably should have been with the others, but there was the matter of the quiet rage, still burning away inside her, and a likelyhood of that seeping out and upsetting someone.
Was she glad to be back home? Probably.
Posting Report For Tuesday July 18th, 2006 4:45:26 AM
Game #3For the week of July 10 - 014
Adm Ceil, Very Good, Don't know Why their Adm won't post this Game?
DM Jan Tuesday July 18th, 2006 11:00:29 AM
((OOC - hey guys and gals. These next few posts are going to be a bit hectic as we get both teams together, but please bear with me. Keep it going and I'll try and fit things in as best I can.))
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 18th, 2006 1:34:32 PM
Bertram begins inspecting the tower now with greater care, no longer checking to see how the repairs are going, as much as to see how to prepare it for a seige. He now realizes he was foolish to think to squander his portion of the treasure on a chapel for Domi. Domi had chapels galore, Domi needed warriors. Bertram looked through an open arch down onto the milling throng below. No, he no longer needed to build a chapel, Bertram began to plan to build an army....It would soon be time to march to war.
Lian Tuesday July 18th, 2006 3:25:08 PM
Lian considers Falin's wise words and turns to Bertram, almost reading the cleric's thoughts.
"I think he's right. A grand Culverwood Militia would be a great idea. I can't think of a better reason or better place to start a school for hand to hand combat."
Milo d20+25=43 d20+23=33 Tuesday July 18th, 2006 4:59:00 PM
Seeing Olana standing apart from the crowd, Milo quickly finds cover, skulking around the edge of the area quickly to sneak up on his beloved. Standing behind her in absolute silence for only a moment, the halfling rogue speaks up, "If you stick your bottom lip out any further, a little poop bird will come along and poop on it." The halfling chortles at his own wit. "Heya beautiful... looking for someone tall, dark and handsome? Standing on his tip toes, the halfling stands a mere 4-foot 10 inches. Well... handsome anyway."(OOC: Hide DC 43, Move Silently DC 33.)
Ingrge Tuesday July 18th, 2006 5:39:25 PM
Umm you did say Mop and his buddies were inside? I guess we shouldn't keep them waiting any longer than we must, how should we greet them? Hmm perhaps some chain lightening to give them that little extra spark? Or perhaps Mop should have a Deas placed upon him to free all elves in the emerald Kingdom?
Cieryn, what do you think?
Mordrid Tuesday July 18th, 2006 8:36:45 PM
Entering the clearing around the tower rides a dark woodsman. Bringing his stead to hault, he rises in his stirups to view the hustle and bustle aroud the keep; clearly looking for someone in charge.
A bunch of unarmed elves. Well that would have to be remedied. Elves had an innate talent for killing; 'the wrath of god in flesh and blood.' Still, he does not know what is truly taking place here. All he knew was that a Hyther Hawk from the Culverwoods, flew all the way to Platinum Dragon Castle in Plateau City, sending word of a great need in the south forest.
The ranger's long black locks pour over his bear skin mantled shoulders. Streaks of grey and crows feet to match, bare a reminder of the human's curse. A great fur spun bow angles across his broad back.
Aeralia Tuesday July 18th, 2006 11:27:49 PM
Having finished her magical, completly life-sized and fully realistic (if you didn't know it was an illusion you'd swear it was real!) dramatization of a Dragon Lord and his senior lackey's conquest of power, Aeralia makes her way quickly out of Great Hall and towards the first none-dragon like people she can find.
Sighting what looks to be an elf on her lonesome, who was in view of her production, Aeralia makes haste towards the individual, dispelling her invisibility once she's out of sight of Mop and his gain. "Excuse me, miss," she says sweetly, trying not to startle Olana as she appears so suddenly. "What is all the noise about out here? Whats going on?"
The young human woman, who seems barely into her late teens, stands about 5' tall. She has a slender build, and long black hair which is currently pulled back into ponytails and put up, with many multi-colored red and blue hair ties and ribbons holding it in place. She wears a light red dress, with a tight fitting upper body, and several loose and flashy knee length skirts. Under the skirts the young woman wears bright (and completly clashing) blue skin tight leggings, obviously designed to attract attention.
Trailing slowly behind the young performer is a tall and lanky human man, maybe a year or two older than she seems. He wears what looks to be adventuring leathers, though carries no weapon, or much equipment beyond a few pouches.
Olana Tuesday July 18th, 2006 11:55:01 PM
Olana's eyes blink momentarily as Milo appears beside her. Gods if only she could be that stealthy. Her solomn face breaks into a smile. "A poop bird, eh?" She leans forward a little and kisses him gently. "I thank the tree Gods for you, Milo. I truly do." She nods toward the centre of the room. "Looks like we missed a good sh -"
So was this going to happen all day? Various folk just popping out of thin air in front of her? Ice blue eyes take in the young human female dressed like a troubadour, then flit to the taller man behind her. "Noise?" she replies. "Hmmm... to be honest I'm not quite sure. Milo - what is going on outside? Maybe we should all go and find out."
She turns to head outside, then gives the young woman another onceover - not elven, and dressed like that.... "Was that your show?"
DM Jan Wednesday July 19th, 2006 12:25:28 AM
So - to acquiese to Parnoth's tax demands, or to stand and fight? It's a tough question, not one easily answered when surrounded by what looks like, for the moment at least, a fairly vulnerable elven community.
As Lian and Falin discuss combat training, they notice a few unstrung longbows and quivers here and there, propped up alongside the tents.
Bertram's vantage point gives him a good view of the immediate surroundings. The walled Tower itself was reasonably fortified - the areas of greatest risk lay beyond the walls - namely the tented community that had sprung up while the Talons had been away. No perimeter guard points, for instance. No fences. The whole camp was vulnerable to the sky, the spread of meadow to the south, and the brooding very-much-alive depths of Culverwood nearby to the north. Who knew what was lurking beyond that treeline?
Inside the main entrance hall, Mop - second in command to his Illustriousness, the Mighty, all Powerful Parnoth, Green Dragon and Saviour of the Wold - was getting a little miffed. How dare they keep him waiting? How dare they? Were they so bold because they knew the dragon was still in Osto? Surely not. Well, time to flex a little muscle. Put that strumpet K'Nara in her place.
Gunther and Ingrge see Mop, flanked by two of his tall, ugly henchmen stride confidently outside and toward the party - only to stop in their tracks. Mop's attention appears to have shifted toward a man approaching on horseback. A man wearing a wolf cloak, and if Mop's looks could kill....
As Mordrid's mount takes him past the tents up to the main Tower of Saryd, some of the older elves stare at him in recognition. The Culverwood is alive in all their eyes.
Gunther d20+5=16 Wednesday July 19th, 2006 12:51:18 AM
Seeking solace from the crowds, Gunther slinks away from the crowding elves...and spots the newcomer (Spot=16). Noting that the fellow looks distinctly different from what he remembers of the Parnoth followers, Gunther reverses course and pulls urgently on K'nara's sleeve. "Miss K'nara...ve've got more company." he says as he points out the rider.
Noticing Mop's arrival, Gunther moves out in front of K'nara...taking up a defensive position...and just itching for the pompus little twerp to say the wrong thing. "Gerecht geben Sie mir eine Entschuldigung." he growls in orcish as he waits to see what Mop does. Highlight to display spoiler: {Just give me an excuse}
Caeryn (DM Donna) Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:14:43 AM
"I find that particular human beneath contempt." Ingrge's wife answers honestly. "He not only willingly carries out his master's orders, but he relishes the opportunity to see others suffer. It's a shame that he's so brilliantly adept at getting things done. It would serve him right, Ingrge, if such a spell were placed on him!"
DM Jan - 2nd post Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:28:21 AM
Half a mile south of the Tower and the elven camp, the remainder of the Platinum adventurers arrive in the midst of a percussive *whump* of teleportation. This is spotted by Bertram.
A couple of the horses need some calming down, as their ears flatten and their tails flick. To the north, directly behind the Tower up ahead - is Culverwood. A sentient roll of deep green that goes on for miles. Even out here in the meadow, the earth thrums with it's Ebyron-given power, and it's making Dahlia's and Valdor's horses a little testy.
K'Nara d20+3=23 Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:40:33 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons sighed, but then her lips twisted in the faintest of smiles.
"No reason for us NOT to train the locals in self-defense and other martial arts." she agreed with the thinking of Lian and Brother Bertram. Mop's emergence from the Tower made her roll her hazel eyes heavenward, but it was Gunther's nudge that made the human blade singer stop and look.
"By the gods..!" she gasped, then sprinted towards the approaching rider, grinning maniacally and practically squealing:
"Mordrid!!!" K'Nara easily covered the distance and, reaching up, snagged the rider off his mount and gave him a resounding bear hug as she spun about in a circle. (OOC: rolled a natural 20 for the Strength check.) "You withered old bounty hunter! It's GREAT to see you!!!" K'Nara set the man back on his feet, her freckled face wreathed in smiles.
"What brings you here? Are Valdor and the Maulk with you..?" The human blade singer eagerly looked about to see if any of Mordrid's companions accompanied him.
Falin Wednesday July 19th, 2006 8:38:24 AM
Hearing K'Nara making a fuss Falin instinctively pulls his bow and knocks an arrow in almost a blink before he realizes that they are cries of joy.
He lowers his weapon, but keeps it in hand.
Dahlia Wednesday July 19th, 2006 9:30:58 AM
The little blackskinned halfling works on calming her mount as she lloks around at the controlled chaos.
"I would say that the Talons have grown a bit in size. This looks more like an army than an adventuring troupe, Of course most of them look like refugees. And all elves too."
Ground tying her beastie, Dahlia looks up and grins as she hears K'nara's squeals of joy and watches her bull rush to hug Mordrid. Continuing on she makes her way to the group at the door. As she approaches those who have not met her see a two and a half foot tall black-skinned halfling with dark brown hair and deep violet eyes which have the difinitive glint of mischief shining in them. She is wearing slate gray leather armor and a black cape over it all. There is a blade on each hip, two silver bracelets on her wrists and a silver circlet on her brow. There seem to be several small stones orbiting her head as well.
Ve Mundr d20+16=26 d20+5=21 Wednesday July 19th, 2006 10:03:32 AM
Ve's head swivels and takes meadow. Ve spots the man on the tower looking in their direction. "Welcoming commity should be heading our way any moment. Obviously they will recognize us. We ride in to greet them?" It is phrased as a question, but Ve has already begun to move his mount towards the tower a few thousand feet away. Reaching down, he gives the horse a reassuring pat before it starts to pick up on the other horses anxiousness.
"Looks like an encampment about the tower as well." [spot 26 ride 21]
A stride a horse the large man is almost impossible to miss. Clad head to toe in full mithril plate with a large adamantine shield to his right and a brillian blue white warhammer on his left. The breastplate of his armor is entirely taken up with the high woldian symbol of Domi etched in platinum and amber. The full war helm visor is lifted currently and the mans clean shaven olive skinned face can be seen. His eyes are dark as is what hair can be seen.
Valdor d20+20=40 Wednesday July 19th, 2006 10:16:34 AM
Seeing Mordrid ahead of the group and with his mount getting fussy, Valdor urges it into a slow gallop to let it lose some of its nervous energy. He eases it as he gets closer and slows it to a trot. It's been a long time since he rode, but his former mastery of riding comes back to him in an instant. He rides like he was born on a horse. He arrives after everyone else and dismounts quickly. He talks quietly to his horse to make sure his old friend is alright.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:21:02 PM
Cori turns in the saddle to look all around her, taking in the area with interest. "Not had a chance to visit here." Then again she has rarely gone anywhere for a long time, that is till she joined up with the Dragons. Letting her horse have a little more control of it's goings, she allows it to follow along with the rest of the group. One thing that bugs her for a few minutes is her race...how will it be received here. Her people are not looked upon too kindly on the surface and only a rare few have made it here.
Moving to ride near Valdor and Dahlia she leans over slightly to her fellow female in the group. "What is the peoples' attitudes around here to drow?" A silent part of her would relish the chance to put these people under her thumb and show them why you fear the drow...but that is a thing long gone.
Amarth keeps an eye out for other things as he stays perched upon the shoulder of his Mistress. He does listen to her conversation but that is nothing to the feelings he gets from her.
Seated upon her horse she flips her long purple braided hair back over her shoulder as her silver eyes take in everything. A cloak trails behind her as the wind whips it and you can see bare ebony arms covered in white tattoos. Those that pay attention will notice that her stomach is also bare and covered in white tattoos, all of them a leafy ivy pattern. There is a rapier hanging from her belt alongside a dagger on her left side. The other side holds a quiver with a well used and cared for bow in it. Emblazoned upon her tunic over the right breast is a single purple rose, a symbol that can also be found on the back of her claok as well.
DM Donna Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:37:09 PM
Please post a visual description of your PC so that everyone can know what people in each other's groups look like. Mordrid has already described himself--use that as an example.
Lian Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:47:57 PM
The monk looks excited that K'Nara agrees with the training.
At the drow's comment about Mop, the elf replies, "Barely human I'd say!"
He jumps in start at his leader's girlish squeal, but shortly realizes there is nothing wrong... its just the Platinum Dragons... PLATINUM DRAGONS!
The hand of Domi still finds it hard to speak with such Legends as them, but he puts aside fear for politeness and approaches Mordrid with a silent, tattooed left hand of greeting.
Oh, how he wished he had continued to his room. The Tower was definately too crowded now!
The tattooed elf standing with the Talons is roughly five foot three, slender and graceful, though not very muscular. His hair falls nearly waste length now and is striking platnum blonde, with several loose braids. His eyes are a vivid sea green and his skin is almost tan, or that could be dirt mixed with blood and catacomb dust. The hand of Domi is sporting two holy symbols, one is a silver holy symbol of Domi and the other, also silver is something that resembles Alemi's; three joined circles surrounded by a larger one. Lian wears a set of simple, dark colored, traveling gear, with a few exceptions. He wears a rope belt, pants with rather large pockets and all the standard magical excessories; ring, amulet, gloves, bracers, cloak and headband. He seems to have ruined his sturdy leather boots, which are in tatters. In fact, his tunic has seen better days too. All of his clothing is dusty and he carries no weaponry or pack. He looks much like one of the destitute refugees, save the fact he's standing on equal ground as the Talons. He looks like a simple and humble man who has been recently run through the mill.
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 19th, 2006 2:13:32 PM
Bertram eyes the new arrivals as they approach. The stocky dwarf stands in battered armor, wearing his hair and beard in ceremonial braids oddly for this type of occasion. His axe is strapped to his back as always. His symbol of Domi hangs proudly in the open on his chest, and as he raises his hand in greeting you also see the mark of Gargul burned into his hand.
Ingrge Wednesday July 19th, 2006 2:24:45 PM
Watching as the Golds approach Ingrge thinks back to the first time they met: Gods, were we really that young and green?
Looking down at his once, all white robes, the slender white-haired elf starts to brush off a bit of something and then stops. Shaking his head, he lifts his scarred face to their visitors and gives them a welcoming smile, knowing that they really don't care what they look like.
Father Nicolas Valentine Wednesday July 19th, 2006 2:45:45 PM
Nick recovers from his usual teleport nausea and canters up until he's alongside Ve Mundr.
As they approach, "Where do you think all these elves have come from, Ve? I have to admit, I didn't expect this. It's... interesting, wouldn't you agree?"
Father Nick's slate blue eyes are alive with curiosity. Anyone who has met Nick before will notice the changes. He appears to have shaved the dark hair on his head completely off, and the narrow, closely trimmed bread is tinged with grey. And although his eyes suggest a human of around thirty years, the rest of him paints a picture of a man much older. It's as though some great beast has swallowed him up, sucked half the life out of him, and spat him out again. However, he seems well enough, and the light brown-skinned face with its narrow, hawkish nose is open and friendly. His white robes are those of a devout Shepherd of Alemi and they sit loosely on a 6ft frame. There's a glint of armour here and there, a rarely used flail is attached to the saddle harness, and he grips the reins with one hand, and a wooden staff with the other.
He passes the staff into his other hand briefly and returns the wave from the dwarf up in the Tower.
Olana Wednesday July 19th, 2006 3:18:07 PM
Olana beckons to Aeralia and her companion as she and Milo go outside to see what all the fuss is about.
Oh, Mop was here. Great.... But there was K'Nara dragging a man off his horse. By all the mushrooms in Culverwood, was that Mordrid? "What's he doing here," she whispers to Milo. Her face clouds over once more. She'd always been wary of Mordrid. It looked like others were approaching, too.
Quickly, she moves, her hands checking to make sure her longsword and her off-hand shortsword were loose in their scabbards. She finally comes to a standstill near one of Mop's henchmen. If there was going to be a fight, she had a lot of deep anger to get rid of, and slicing into one of those ridiculous part-dragon henchmen might be just what the healer ordered.
Olana is 5ft tall; a pale-skinned high elf with even paler blue eyes, and blonde, almost white hair pulled into a loose, single braid. Her slender frame is encased in laced-tight dark leather, partially covered by an olive green wool cloak.
Mordrid Wednesday July 19th, 2006 3:20:16 PM
Mordrid waves at K'nara as she runs his way... then completely suprised as she yanks the old ranger off his horse, "whow, good to see you too." Grabbing her shoulders and pushing her back, he looks deep into her eyes, "tis good to see you too." He turns to take in the other faces; gripping Lian's tattooed left hand. He catches a glimpse of Falin's instinctual reflex to protect his friend; understandable. He gives Falin a wink and a nod.
Raising his voice, "Valdor is on his way."
"Save your story til he gets here, that will save you from having to tell it twice. With Parnoth in Osto everyone should be safe for now."
Milo Wednesday July 19th, 2006 8:35:07 PM
Milo stands near Olana, following her outside. The halfling rogue remains silent, though wary as he recognizes the dragons who've come this day to see them.
Milo is extraordinarily tall for a halfling, thanks mainly to the sap of the Ish'gara tree, and stands four and a half feet tall. Lithe and slender as any elf however, the plainly clad halfling has short light brown hair, and striking blue eyes. A gleaming short sword is the one exception to his plain look however, obviously holy in origin, it bears the collected symbols of all good deities.
K'Nara Wednesday July 19th, 2006 8:44:02 PM
The six-foot-tall chestnut-maned female laughed at Mordrid's advice.
"We only just got the explanation ourselves, dear friend." she said to the fighter, laughter dancing in her hazel eyes. "And, although Parnoth may be in Osto, his lackeys are here to do his bidding on 'official kingdom matters,' if what I heard was correct."
K'Nara looked about, finally seeing that there were more of the premier Dragon group approaching the Tower. She waved in greeting, absently brushing a hand over the mithril breastplate she wore, removing some of the larger chunks of...stuff from it. It helped, but only a little. K'Nara definitely looked like a fighter who'd only just got back from battle.
"Welcome to Si Madyrn os Saryd si Cysti os Thaedys, honored guests!" the leader of the Emerald Talons greeted the Platinum Dragons formally, bowing in graceful elven fashion.
DM OOC: anyone who knows the Elven language will know that K'Nara has called this area "Saryd's Shadow, Home of Freedom"...a formal Elven name.
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 19th, 2006 8:52:55 PM
Bertram joins the others mainting a thoughtful silence as the others talk. First Parnoth's lackeys and now this.... What next?
Valdor Thursday July 20th, 2006 12:26:45 AM
When he dismounts, it's easy to notice how large the man actually is. He stands a couple of inches over six feet and easily weighs well over two hundred pounds. His arms are about as big as the horse's head, but he bears no fat on his body. He wears a heavy mitril shirt and wears leather breeches that are tight, only because of the size of his legs. He has light brown hair that's about shoulder length. As he moves, his semi-pointed ears can be seen as his hair moves about.
He has swords scabbarded on both sides of his waist and a long sword with an extremely jeweled hilt standing over his shoulders. There is a baldric of daggers across his chest and one across his back as well. He looks like a walking arsenal...and is one.
When he turns back toward the group, his blue eyes shine brightly and he looks over the group quickly, a smile forming on his lips. He searches out K'Nara and makes his way towrd her.
DM Jan Thursday July 20th, 2006 12:45:22 AM
And so -
As the two adventuring groups meet face to face, before a backdrop of curious elven refugees -
Mop's brain is working overtime. The last time he'd seen Valdor, the green dragon's second had been upside down, tied to a cartwheel and was bleeding from several places. Of all the rotten luck! No - this was nothing to do with luck. They planned it. That she-witch K'Nara and her ragged band of upstarts. They knew he was coming and so summoned reinforcements. Just so they didn't have to pay. As it was that damnable white robed mage looked about ready to toast him. Why did he always have to face these kinds of situations. Why wasn't his master here? Oh, and of course, when Parnoth did decide to return, he'd be wanting to know where his money was.... Jancassis's fingernails!
He gestures for his henchmen to step back. He was in it now, up to his neck. Time to claw his way out. A grin breaks his features. "Ah, how wonderful! (choke), and greetings to you all. It appears that we are all visiting this place today. I myself came to make sure everything was well, and that our citizens needs were met."
Looking on, the surrounding elves, all from the Southern Culverwood area, where Parnoth can tighten his grip, give most of their silent attention to the approaching adventurers from Plateau City. Curious, they are, and even Corialote's drow features are looked upon with curiosity, rather than suspicion.
Valdor Thursday July 20th, 2006 1:25:54 AM
Valdor turns to Mop and says,"Ah, it appears you have healed up nicely, Mop. It's good to see that you have come to check on these people's well being. Your master will be glad to know that you have performed your task, my friend. You and your guards may leave now."
His voice is warm and cheerful, but his eyes bore into Mop and Mop knows...Mop is sure that, if fighting were to break out, that he would meet that long sword very quickly, before his henchman could intervene.
Official Business - DM Donna Thursday July 20th, 2006 8:46:43 AM
The rotund flunkey breaks out in a visible sweat and swallows audibly, looking as though the presence of the Platinum Dragons has put him between a rock and a hard place...which it has.
Tempting though it is to let Mop twist in the wind, K'Nara knows that--should the Talons turn away the green tyrant's representative--Parnoth wouldn't hesitate to send in many more troups to come after the Talons (and the elves now living here) later, after the Plats were gone.
That wouldn't do.
"Mop is here on official kingdom business, Valdor," the tall redhead says, "Property taxes, I do believe..?"
"Y..." Mop starts, clears his squeaky throat, then continues: "Yes, property taxes. For the possession of the Tower of Saryd, its assigned lands and two thousand elves, the group known as the Emerald Talons must pay 250,000gp forthwith!"
K'Nara glances at Caeryn, who looks as though she is mentally calculating. The half-Drow frowns, but gives the barest of nods.
"Well, if it will keep us legal in the eyes of the government..." K'Nara says with a gusty sigh, surprising Mop no end. She grins, however, and adds: "However, the number of elves is only 1878. Your assessment is wrong."
Mop's relief turns to annoyance, but as Valdor chooses that very moment to shift in place (throwing that long, long sword into momentary prominence), the kingdom official clears his throat.
"Ah, er, all right, then--" he gabbles quickly, "--200,000gp." Mop begins sweating again.
K'Nara sees Caeryn's head give that imperceptible nod once more.
"Done." the leader of the Talons replies. "If you would be so kind as to leave now, I guarantee that you will receive your funds within a week."
"B-but...but..." Mop protests.
"Would you rather negotiate with Valdor?" K'Nara prompts the lackey, sounding annoyed. "I'm sure I can prevail upon him, as he is here and is, I daresay, an uninterested third party...?"
Mop's gaping mouth snaps shut. He backpedals, signaling the score of Parnothians to accompany him. As a belated attempt to save face, however, the man can't resist announcing:
"Y-you'd better have that money to us by the end of the week...or Parnoth won't like it!"
And then the unpleasant representatives of the Big Green Meanie are gone.
K'Nara's head turns towards Caeryn.
"I can get the amount parceled out in two days maximum, mistress." she assures the human female. "Parnoth won't have any excuses to return here."
"Thank you, Caeryn." K'Nara says with a smile. "And it's K'Nara, not 'mistress'. We're now as sisters, remember?" The platinum-maned woman returns K'Nara's smile and nods. K'Nara then turns to Valdor and, as with Mordrid, squeezes the warrior in a heart-felt hug.
"It is SO good to see you, my friend!" she greets the leader of the Platinum Dragons. "Come inside, everyone...we could all use a drink, I should think..."
Falin Thursday July 20th, 2006 9:54:52 AM
Falin stands off to the side and watches the events transpire. Seeing the negotiations go well and watching Mop slither off he puts his arrow back in its quiver nd places his bow over his shoulder.
Falin is average in height and weight for an elf, just a mere 5'2" and 110 lbs. His bright green eyes have a keen look about them as if they are taking in all about him. His hair, the darkest color of red, is cut close to his head and a tapered look round the sides. He has light colored skin and wears the simple outfit of an explorer. Although to the trained eye there is something golden underneath.
His hands, covered in fingerless gloves, have fingers that look weathered, but nimble. The tips of which, have the common calluses of a bowman. This leads the eye to the bow slung ever so slightly over his shoulder. The bow has a recurve and is made of some type of black wood. There are carvings that run up and down the bow. Some of them look to be pictures. There is a finely made quiver slung over his other shoulder along with a pack across his back.
Gunther Thursday July 20th, 2006 10:57:51 AM
The bulky warrior's eyes slit as K'nara grabs that "Mordrid" person from his horse and hugs him, and then follows by hugging that "Valdor" guy. She was his...she'd said so in the Inn...and now she's running around willy nilly showing displays of affection to other men. Gunther sighs... Elves...I don't think I will ever understand their strange ways...At least she wasn't hitting them.
Standing in front of Mop and just itching to show the little lackey who's boss, Gunther rolls his eyes as the arrival of Valdor and the other Platinum's takes the wind out of the little runts sails. Hmmmph....I could have taken him by myself!! I don't need their help! the cat trainer stews silent as the situation is handled by K'nara's diplomacy.
His tender orc ego deflated on two fronts now, Gunther sags. Surrounded by elves...faced with no prospect of violence in the near future...and now he's surrounded by the heroes of the Wold, who are probably not just here for a social visit. All I want to do is spend some time with my kitty... The warrior tags along aimlessly, the migraine that was building before now happily pounding a mind numbing melody inside his brain.
Standing 5 foot 8 inches, Gunther is a very interesting looking creature. The snow white hair atop his head stands in stark contrast to the rich bronze of his deeply tanned skin...which is literally cover in a crisscrossing mesh of scars. Though well muscled, the man moves with a cat like grace unlike the traditional warrior class. It's almost as if he stalks rather than walks toward the tower...not unlike the big cats that he has spent most of his life training. The sunlight glints off his golden chainmail, while his animated shield floats on his back. Though there is no sword in sight, the telltale glove of storing on his right hand attest to his ability to arm himself at a moment's notice.
Aeralia Thursday July 20th, 2006 11:16:20 AM
Aeralia nods briefly at Olana's question, sighing lightly at her claim of the production. She's about to say more, but as Mop emerges from the tower, she quiets down, and quietly falls in place behind Olana and Milo as they move to see whats going on.
She watches the meeting of the two groups, and negotiations with Mop curiously, having heard stories of these adventurers, but never thought she'd meet any of them, let alone both groups at once.
Dahlia Thursday July 20th, 2006 12:33:37 PM
Watching the Mop interlude with some satisfaction Dahlia can't help but add a little quip of her own as he departs.
" Hey Mop, Do you still keep that small strongbox behind that third wall panle in your room? You know the one that used to be trapped? There are some nice pieces in there. Does you master know you have those?"
Hearing the call for drinks, Dahlia brings her attention back to the group. She can't help but notice the part drow that seems to have been running things for the Talons while they were away. She finds it interesting that she and Ingrge seem to be an item.
Ingrge Thursday July 20th, 2006 12:38:16 PM
Hand lightly on the shoulder of his wife, Ingrge has had a smile on his face for over 5 minutes and it is kind of making others a bit nervous, as the only time that Ingrge ever smiles is when he is planning something detrimental to the health of others.
His head nods several times as Caeryn responds to K'nara's dealings with Mop and can't help but feel proud of her in how she has adapted to her new situation. He had been hoping for a bit of time with her after their latest adventure, but with the appearance of the Platinums, that wasn't looking all too likely at this juncture.
Brother Bertram Thursday July 20th, 2006 1:54:34 PM
Bertram smiles grimly as Mop and his fellow thugs ride away. He looks about starting to look to the future and assessing everything that was going to be needed. He isnt ignoring thier visitors...its just so much is happening so fast!
Milo Thursday July 20th, 2006 4:21:03 PM
"You'd better have that money to us by the end of the week, or Parnoth won't like it," Milo mockingly singsongs Mop's retort before breaking into the giggles. "Tell that big dumb lizard master of yours that anytime he wants another battle of wits, I'll be happy to oblige him. Perhaps he should come packin' next time though." The halfling rogue nearly collapses in fits of laughter.
Lian Thursday July 20th, 2006 4:33:51 PM
Lian listens to the conversation and smiles at Mop. "Tell your boss to be patient. He'll get whats due."
Nick Thursday July 20th, 2006 4:34:23 PM
Nick dismounts, catching the latter half of the conversations, then watches Mop leave. Interesting. He leads his horse toward the Tower, pausing to ask Gunther - "Hello. I'm not sure where to stable my horse. Can you point me in the right direction?"
Olana Thursday July 20th, 2006 4:41:38 PM
Olana forcibly relaxes, as a mixture of disappointment and relief courses through her. Well, that was that - for now. Standing to one side, she watches the newly arrived Platinum Dragons, trying to get the measure of them. Most of them she knows, but not all - The drowess mage... bet anyone who crosses her will live to regret it, if they live at all. And who was the big guy with the Domi chestplate?
Corialote and Amarth Thursday July 20th, 2006 5:44:29 PM
Cori slips from the saddle with ease as she lands on her feet. Still holding the reigns of her horse she looks for a few minutes to see what the others are doing with their mounts. She has half a mind to open up a portal and send the poor beast back it's home but then again that maybe a little too showy.
She gives the other group a good appraisal as she continues to hold the reigns of her horse. "Next time I summon a mount of my own...that way when I no longer need it I know where to go with it." Not said too loud as she does not want to give offense she does glance around to all the elves that seem to be refugees. Being new to things here she hangs back and waits for either someone to tell her where the horse goes or takes it from here...though she does kick around the idea of once again sending it home.
Ve Mundr Thursday July 20th, 2006 6:38:31 PM
Ve dismounts as the others do, but near on the same grace scale. He knows how to ride, but it is obvious he spends very little time doing so. He takses several steps from the horse, the reigns dropping to hang in the air forgotten, he also pulls his helm off and clasps it to a small hook at his front right waist. He says nothing about Mop. He does a quick scan across the Talons, nothing peircing and then gives a nodding bow, "Ve Mundr, servant of Domi. We should proceed inside or somwhere more private."
Brother Bertram Thursday July 20th, 2006 7:38:25 PM
Bertram looks around at the frenzied throngs..."This isnt private enough?" There is an obvious twinkle in his eye.
DM Jan Thursday July 20th, 2006 7:57:13 PM
Some of the elves come forward to help with the stabling of the horses as the Emerald Talons become host to the Platinum Dragons.
Those crowded around begin to drift away, back to their tents, their cookfires, and their arrow fletching. And in the shadow of the mighty Culverwood, talk is rampant in those tents and around those fires, so much so that even the leaves bend to listen.
Such a meeting was hardly common, aye indeed. It was a rare thing to see two such groups together. A lot of power now resided within those Tower walls, and for what purpose?
What was coming?
More Intros and Some Storytelling, Too - DM Donna Thursday July 20th, 2006 10:57:22 PM
K'Nara puts Mop from her mind and sees the look on Gunther's face.
"Oh, geez..." she mutters, rolling her hazel eyes and then stomping up to the distressed warrior and--seizing a handful of the man's chainmail--hauls him close and kisses him soundly on the mouth.
"Mordrid and Valdor are as brothers to me, Gunther," she tells him as she puts him from her, "I meant what I said to you--never doubt it...or I'll kick your butt!"
"Ahem." Rainara interrupts the pair with a polite cough. "I would present to you, mistress, the people responsible for keeping Mop and his...ilk...from immediately descending upon Madyrn and seizing the people here--" The elder elf female gestures towards two young humans--a girl, who seems barely into her late teens, stands about 5' tall. She has a slender build, and long black hair which is currently pulled back into ponytails and put up, with many multi-colored red and blue hair ties and ribbons holding it in place. She wears a light red dress, with a tight fitting upper body, and several loose and flashy knee length skirts. Under the skirts the young woman wears bright (and completely clashing) blue skin tight leggings, obviously designed to attract attention.
Trailing slowly behind the young performer is a tall and lanky human man, maybe a year or two older than she seems. He wears what looks to be adventuring leathers, though carries no weapon, or much equipment beyond a few pouches.
"Aeralia..." Rainara indicates the human female, "...and her companion, Terren." The housekeeper gestures towards the male.
"Please accept my thanks." K'Nara says, bowing gracefully. "I invite you to share in a drink with us. Keeping Mop from stirring up trouble is a handy accomplishment, indeed!"
Caeryn tugs on Ingrge's hand, urging him to come into the Tower. Rainara withdraws to the building, as well, intent on making sure there is plenty of drink and elven hospitality to be had when the two groups of adventurers settle in for their drinks and to catch up with each other.
Once inside, chairs and stools are scrounged from other places in the Tower, and everyone finds a place around the oval table. K'Nara places Gunther on her left and Valdor on her right, then begins to update the Platinum Dragons on the events that transpired since they had charged the Emerald Talons with the tasks to prove themselves to the Dragon Consortium.
The first part of the test went fairly well, with the Talons disguising themselves as "The Green Claws" and entering the competition to win the right to enter Bone Tower--and winning, in spite of facing off against a pair of liches in disguise (and their retinue of monstrous spiders) and a double-quad of warriors from Aisildur.
The party then entered the tower and negotiated the harrowing traps and obstacles throughout the place--finally ending up at the treasure vault and fighting a climatic battle against the Necromancer Guardian of the tower and her ancient huge black dragon.
This encounter was also victorious.
Escaping from the tower, however, was interrupted by one of the avatars of Ebyrron, who had been attempting to seek refuge in the Bone Tower. He was thwarted--but the Talons ended up trapped in a nightmare realm called Harrowed Moon, a place where there was no sun...only a lilac moon shining serenely down on an eerie landscape that held horrors such as flying undead skulls and packs of werewolves.
"We managed to get out of Harrowed Moon," K'Nara wraps up her tale with a rather wistful expression, "However, I don't know how successful the Consortium will deem the whole thing...we lost Figmentary--his teleport spell went haywire and he disappeared from the place." The chestnut-maned blade singer nodded towards Falin. "However, we DID regain Falin, who had been lost to us before."
Rainara--assisted by three young elf maids--brings trays laden with skins of wine, pitchers of ale and cold spring water, and tankards for everyone.
Gunther Thursday July 20th, 2006 11:38:07 PM
The warrior drinks in K'nara's kiss like it is a long cool drink of water after a long day's work out. Savoring the closeness of K'nara's body, Gunther lets the kiss go on as long as possible. Giving the bladesinger a mock salute, Gunther chuckles. "Yes Miss K'nara, ma'am...I'll remember." Though having my butt kicked by her could be worth the broken jaw... Gunther muses.
Taking his place at the table, Gunther gazes over dreamily at K'nara as she tells her story, intoxicated by her nearness. Shaking his head, he looks over at the one called Valdor. Sweet Alemi...will you look at the size of his arms?! I swear, he must eat more red meat than my kitty! As he sits and listens and greedily gulps down his ale, Gunther's headache fades, and is replaced by a lingering thought....why in the world are these people here right now? Knitting his brow, Gunther is certain that it's probably something bad that has brought the heroes of the Wold to their humble home.
Valdor Friday July 21st, 2006 12:32:11 AM
After returning the hug from K'Nara, Valdor watches the events unfold. He avoids any comments to those who tried to anger Mop. He knows well enough that Mop is a coward and verbal sparring isn't needed with him. However, this is not his place, so he keeps quiet.
He watches Gunther's eyes narrow, then barely suppresses a chuckle as his leader puts him in his place...in a matter of speaking. He whispers to Mordrid,"If I oredered one of our women like that, I'd wake up missing some body parts, if I even woke up at all."
He joins them inside and bows to K'Nara as she offers him a place of honor. He listens intently, unknowingly clenching his fists and flexing his arms at the tense moments in their story. After she finishes,He takes a long draw from a mug of chilled water and says,"It is a shame about Figment. He was becoming quite a powerful mage, if my memory serves me. Hopefully, one of the others has mage abilities. We lost our mage in Ailsidur. He stayed behind as an ambassador. Of course, while I regret his loss, we have actually lucked into a most capable, and lovely replacement(he gestures towards Cori). Also, Nick found an old friend of his and he also has proven his worth. It honors me to have a representative of both Alemi and Domi in our group."
He goes on to tell briefly, the Platinum Dragons story. He laughs at the irony of Parnoth's help in not only retrieving Valdor's daughter from the liches hands, but helping save the Wold from the evil creature that was in the pit. He reminds them, of course, that he was after his hoard of gold and items that were taken and that it wasn't a completely benevolent action on his part.
Finally, he says,"So you have completed two of the three tasks required to achive Consortium status, and thus place your imprint upon the Wold for all the good beings that live. All that remains is one more task. Well, we have such a task in mind, but it will be more dangerous and perhaps very deadly. It may be that we ask too much, and if so, there will be no hard feelings if you decline. Nor will it revoke what you have done thus far. Cori, would you be so kind as to tell them our task at hand and what we face?"
Mordrid Friday July 21st, 2006 11:41:14 AM
Mordrid can barely contain himself when he hears the tale of the Talons. The excitement sends shivers down his spine. As political intities, the Platinum Dragons have little time for serious adventuring. He missed the glory days (lvls 13-18).
Sitting on the edge of his seat, he listens. Then Valdor tells of the groups adventure with Parnoth. The ranger looks for signs that the Talons may be upset with the group's dealings with Parnoth. They would have to understand that the Platinum Dragon's have a different relationship with Parnoth. As diplomats of New Elenna, things can get a little twisted. Many balance games are being played at once. They must also know that Parnoth 'will' meet his end in due time. That was for sure. And no one deserved to make the final blow more than the Talons, who have endured and suffered under Parnoth's harsh rule.
Mordrid whispers to Valdor, "You might note that Parnoth seems comfortable in Osto. It feels if he may settle there."
Corialote and Amarth Friday July 21st, 2006 1:33:59 PM
Cori finds herself inside a rather nice place for a tower, seated in a chair and sipping some cool cider. She listens to the stories that the Talons tell of their daring deeds and gets a far away look in her eyes as she sighs. It would be nice to adventure like that again.
She glances up as her name is mentioned twice in short order and pins Valdor with a glare. "Those that have more details will have to add them in as I am going to summarize the whole thing." She takes another sip of her cider and then sits the glass down. "It has been brought to our attention that something suttle moves against the Lord Mayor of Plateau City and the whole Wold it would seem. In the fields of Izen near Mount Bone an orc or half-orc seems to be gathering strength under an old banner. A black dragon is also moving to start a little trouble as well but is backed by a silver, though it stays in the background...the silver that is." Giving a sly smile she cannot help but shake her head. "It appears that The Gold Dragons are to play a pivotal role in this attack upon the Wold. We have been advised at least twice that we will be needing lots of help...the kind of help that finds trouble...fun." She locks her eyes with K'Nara's eyes and gives another smile. "Valdor said you were a group that fit the bill and from the looks need one last mission to obtain your true "Dragon" status...so we came to enlist your help." Her eyes wander over both groups to see where each one stands at this time. She picks back up the glass and takes another long pull from it, draining it empty. "The others may want to add more details and I am sure you will have questions." She pulls out a journal at that time in case it is needed that and she figures to take the time to read a little more while she has the chance.
Amarth, perched on her shoulder, has been watching and listening with patience. Once in awhile he gets a drink of cider from his Mistress, who moves the glass up to his level. Now though he turns his attention to the journal with unmistaken interest.
Ve Mundr d20+16=17 Friday July 21st, 2006 3:10:06 PM
Ve finds a seat and picks up a glass and listens to the past few adventures of the Talons. The tale was certainly interesting and the foes mighty. His eyes flick discreetly form Talon to Talon as the tale unfolds, but he can get no real inclination from any of them. He simply did not know them well enough to properly gauge thier own feelings about these past undertakings. That was well and fine however as it was not direly important right now.
It was interesting to him, the look on Modrids face and some of the others as well. A look of yearning and excitement. Yes his own path had kept him from court and upper echelons of the church and on some levels he knows he missed a great deal. But the path he had chosen had laid out its own bounty and he was thankful and content on that. Domi had guided hiim to a chance meeting with Nicholas less than a year ago with purpose beyond building a stronger relationship between the church of Alemi and Domi. He knew that then, and was now beginning to see the widening scope of it. His eyes settle on Lian and Bertrum for a few moments and he simply inclines his head in their direction when they take notice.
Tales exchanged, Ve, still sitting arrow straight with his shoulder back in near perfect posture upon the stool asks, "It seems that Culverwood has very much been affected by Ebyron's recent return. Is that the reason behind the elves now about Saryd's Shadow, Home of Freedom?"
Nick Friday July 21st, 2006 3:12:17 PM
Nick adds to Cori's explanation.
"What was revealed to us, was in the form of a prophecy, courtesy of an ancient dragon prophetess from the far west.
"She laid down 5 cards - a black dragon, a green dragon and an iron fist, all threatening a single card below, that of the gold dragon which symbolically represents Sturtavent of Plateau City. "The other three cards she said were wild cards, and were placed to one side of the other four. They were the Floating City, the Platinum Dragons and this mysterious orc figure in Izen.
"The cards suggest that the entire Ellenian Peninsula is under threat from two dragons who seek to gain control. We're assuming one of them is Parnoth. Our last joint effort left him in Osto, and we fear that he seeks to expand his empire. We were also told however, that he'd not likely make a bold move until the other dragon had stepped forward."
The Shepherd of Alemi hesitates for a moment. "It is this other dragon we seek, and we think this mysterious orc might lead us to him, one way or the other."
Facing the Talons, he asks "If you are able to throw any light on any of this, or you have questions, do not let protocols keep you silent on the matter."
OOC (DM Jan) Friday July 21st, 2006 3:34:49 PM
((Folks, feel free to talk back and forth on this subject. One post a day restrictions are lifted for now.))
Falin Friday July 21st, 2006 3:54:27 PM
Falin shifts uncomfortably as K'Nara brings attention to him being lost. He was not comfortable with his time from the talons nor his destination during that time. Or the last for that matter. Each time he has disappeared it has been to a stranger place.
Listening to the description of the cards by Nick he is fascinated by it. Falin raises his hand and asks, "You will forgive me for asking, but why do you think that the mysterious figure will lead you to the black dragon? What was the reason?"
Lian Friday July 21st, 2006 7:19:54 PM
The monk listens and is confused about a few things. "Why would Ol' Greenie decide to leave his forest? Sounds to me like he's intending to expand his territory again."
"Was there a name attached to the orc during the prophecy?"
"This iron fist. Sounds like the Mailed Fist to me, but I thought they were a upstanding group?"
Valdor Friday July 21st, 2006 11:25:41 PM
Valdor grins at Cori as she glares at him. After she finishes, he whispers,"See, you did great. Just wanted you to fell more part of the group. Plus, you're ten times smarter than me and can tell a story better, as well. It was meant as a compliment that I had enough faith in you to give up the floor...which I don't do often enough."
Upon Falin's question, he responds,"Very good question. There are a lot of details that we left out, or we would be here all night. We know that the orc will play a role in this upcoming situation. We don't know whether he actually builds an army for the black, if he serves him in any way, or if they are even connected. We think he fits one or more of those roles, and we thought that's where we would start. We were asked to keep this quiet, and not start a war just yet, if one is brewing. There was no name attached, and Cori checked in the archives of the Star Mage's guild and found nothing of the banner's design. And, I think the Iron Fist represented conflict, or a tightening of the noose, so to speak...not any adventuring group. The dragon who presented this to us was ancient beyond any other known to the Wold, except maybe Lady Maab, so we are confident in her assessment."
Corialote and Amarth Saturday July 22nd, 2006 12:44:44 AM
Cori shakes her head as she lifts her head to look at Valdor. "I think that you just like to see me flop in the wind." Her eyes twinkle with uncontroled mirth as she jabs with Valdor. Though she may not consider herself a complete member of the group yet...she does know that they need her none the less. She pulls up her right hand and blows him a kiss. "I have always been a sucker for a big strong man." She sticks her nose back into the journal with Amarth looking over her shoulder still.
With a though she lifts the journal ever so slightly. "Do not forget this journal as well and that at least we know the location of the dragon to be under water...most likely a cave that you have to pass through some water to get to." She does not take her eyes from the journal but Amarth does look up and it is strange but you know that she is looking at you through her familiars eyes. "Though the dragon may not be there anymore it did triumph once to hold its home...we also have bought a few items to help if we need to assault said lair." It is terrible to carry on a conversation with someone that has her nose in a book at the time. Wizardesss' and their ability to do two things at once and sometimes more.
Olana Saturday July 22nd, 2006 1:09:44 AM
Frowning, and trying to take everything in, Olana asks - "But what of this silver dragon? I would have expected a silver dragon to be... on our side."
DM Jan Saturday July 22nd, 2006 1:35:29 AM
Extract from the drow Addinein's journal (currently being read by Cori) -
....the village and its people on the river bank came as a welcome respite. Or so we thought. Their curse was made known to us in frightened whispers, for a dragon lived close by, and treated them like sheep - tasty morsels to be dragged off and marinated in the swamps before being eaten.
And so, it seemed that our quest, having left the Float many days ago, to discover the civilization it had vanished from, had suddenly developed a side track.
The people were friendly enough, farmers and fishermen for the most part. Although some of us occasionally caught sight of a ghost, or so it seemed at first - a tiny girl with silver hair, so unlike the others...
The Emerald Talons, Slave Owners - DM Donna Saturday July 22nd, 2006 2:55:59 AM
K'Nara opens her mouth to address Valdor, but Ve Mundr's innocent question about how the elves came to create Si Madyrn os Saryd si Cysti os Thaedys here cuts her off. Her face suddenly becomes a shade that nearly clashes with the rich auburn of her cauled hair.
"Er...ummm..." she flounders as she tries to find a way to explain the situation she finds herself in at the moment.
Fortunately for the tall human blade singer, the ever-talented Rainara comes to her rescue.
"Oh, honored guests, Mistress K'Nara is so modest that she can't find the words to tell you, so I will humbly reveal the origin of Si Madyrn os Saryd si Cysti os Thaedys to you." The elder Elf sets down the tray she is holding and puts forth her left arm, so that the bracelet bearing the mark of the Talons on it can be seen.
"Parnoth's law declares that any of elven blood who cannot prove they are owned by non-elves immediately become the property of Parnoth." Rainara says with stiff dignity. "Mistress K'Nara knew that when the Talons had to leave the Tower, my husband and I would be vulnerable to any of Parnoth's patrols who might come upon either of us...so she commissioned these bracelets and presented them to us, knowing they would be the proof that Parnoth's officials would recognize.
"Soon after the Talons left on their mission, my daughter and her family--fleeing the oppression of the city--came to Rethus and myself here on the Tower grounds. I couldn't let my own child be vulnerable...so I ordered more bracelets. Mistress K'Nara had authorized me to spend whatever I felt necessary while I was caring for the Tower, so I used that to help protect my kin from Parnoth.
"Soon after that, Mistress Caeryn arrived, and I knew that Master Ingrge's wife must be protected as well--and other elves were seeking the safety of the Tower of Saryd. The Tower has been in Elven legends for untold generations as a place of sanctuary for those of the blood. More and more refugees came here, and both Rethus and I agreed that Mistress K'Nara wouldn't mind if we extended her protection to them, as well...so I commissioned more bracelets. Today we fastened one to the wrist of a newborn child, in order to safeguard him from falling into Parnoth's clutches." Rainara's smile is proud and genuine.
"The elves who have come here put on the bracelets and tell Parnoth's toadies that we belong to the Emerald Talons. In gratitude for this, we have named our settlement Si Madyrn os Saryd si Cysti os Thaedys--Saryd's Shadow, Home of Freedom."
By the time the serene housekeeper finishes her story, K'Nara looks like she'd rather be fighting a squadron of those horrible flying skulls of Harrowed Moon than the center of the attention that this story naturally brings...
Lian Saturday July 22nd, 2006 11:57:43 AM
"Well..." Begins the monk, but any other words also escape him.
His mind drifts to training the refugees. 'Opening a hand to hand combat school will certainly keep me busy. Will we have to build more housing for the students?' Thinking.
Mordrd Saturday July 22nd, 2006 12:31:18 PM
"K'nara, I see an amazing future lies ahead for you and your troupe. You are destined to be a part of history."
Mordrid adds to Valdor's recent comments, "Well actually, Cori's search revealed much information; in its lack of information. There is no evidance of this orc's banner in any of the books on heraldry. And by the banner's design, and its simplicity, it hints at being ancient in origin."
Dahlia & Ingrge Saturday July 22nd, 2006 1:02:33 PM
(OCC. I am in Hawaii and will have limited access until August, and there were no takers for my sub requests so, I will do what I can do with Dahlia and Ingrge)
The little halfling watches and listens as the others talk and tell their stories. The Talons seem like they are going to do the Wold proud as dragons, so long as they stick together.
*****
Ingrge enters the tower hand in hand with his wife and sits down next to her still holding hands. After Valdor mentions the mage thing he begins to bristle a bit but then realizes, that he too was going to miss what Figment brought to the group, and responds calmly. "I too am going to miss Figment together we made a very imposing magical combination. We complimented each other well.
As Knara speaks of their tale, Ingrge again listens only adding that they were successful too in Harrowed Moon in that they recovered Olana and escaped alive, while at least temporarily ridding a powerful Lich of his very potent and evil staff.
Valdor Saturday July 22nd, 2006 2:42:22 PM
Valdor, realizing he has ruffled some feathers so to speak, replies to Ingrge,"I apologize. I had forgotten that the Talons had two capable mages, quite unusual for adventuring groups. I was simply rmembering the lost, not intending to demean those in the present group. To be quite honest, I'm not quite sure what each of your members' specialties are. That will be seen shortly, of course."
He thinks for a moment, then adds to everyone,"If you do agree to come with us, we'll need to know eveyone's specialty. And you will need to know ours, as well. With our combined strengths, us and the Storm Dragons took out a mighty lich and his golems like it was a group of goblins. So, together, we wil be mighty indeed. But we must work as one unit, not two."
K'Nara Saturday July 22nd, 2006 6:26:30 PM
"The entire Emerald Kingdom has been informed of how the mighty Parnoth single-handedly..." the leader of the Talons says, then smirks, "...literally, that is...saved the entire Wold from becoming dinner for a huge monster. His personal criers have been shouting it to the masses from the border of Izen to the edges of the Culverwood. Oh, and, by the way, he also acknowledged the enthusiastic assistance of the Platinum Dragons, who aided him in some small fashion." Again, mirth plays large on K'Nara's expression. "Though I don't know the exact circumstances of your partnership with the Green One, his public relations system here in the Kingdom has very much played up his role in that adventure. The uneducated and innocent who hear the criers instantly believe that Parnoth is the savior of The Wold...there are plenty of details about how well-meaning yet ineffective the Platinum Dragons were." She rolls her hazel eyes again.
"I'm sure our journey home to the Tower was extended by at least a day or two what with all the manure we had to wade through..."
Brother Bertram Saturday July 22nd, 2006 8:27:04 PM
Bertram sits listening, clenching his fist in anger, weighing what the Dragons have told and need, versus the good of 1873, no 74, innocent lives. He pondered if he was indeed needed to complete this mission. Or if perhaps their was a much more important mission here. He knows there is no good answer.
Mordrid Saturday July 22nd, 2006 9:06:51 PM
In response to K'nara, "well, actually Parnoth did indeed cover the other-worldly monster in rubble, however it was not an end solution; merely a temporary fix. The creature will have to be dealt with again, eventually, and for good. But there is little known about this creature at this point in time. But that is another story... I think."
He allows a moment for that to sink in, "There is much we do not know at this point. Someone had to be responsible for this creature's untimely visit to our plane. The gate had to be opened. And the liches did not really seem to understand what forces they had found. I don't think they were responsible for its summoning. They were just attracted to its presence." This last part is added for the benefit for his own party members. It is unlikely that the Talons will know of these references. Perhaps they know something more? Who knows?
Corialote and Amarth Saturday July 22nd, 2006 10:52:10 PM
You hear muttering from behind the journal as Cori reads it with familiar following. She shakes her head as she listens to the group as well though at this time she has nothing to add...with reference to the fight.
She pinches the bridge of her nose as she looks up and sighs. "Seems that we have a few extra clues here and another mystery." She reads the following pieces from the journal that she holds.
"....the village and its people on the river bank came as a welcome respite. Or so we thought. Their curse was made known to us in frightened whispers, for a dragon lived close by, and treated them like sheep - tasty morsels to be dragged off and marinated in the swamps before being eaten.
And so, it seemed that our quest, having left the Float many days ago, to discover the civilization it had vanished from, had suddenly developed a side track.
The people were friendly enough, farmers and fishermen for the most part. Although some of us occasionally caught sight of a ghost, or so it seemed at first - a tiny girl with silver hair, so unlike the others..."
Looking to Valdor she asks a simple question. "May it be that we can find this village and do some searching there? Could this ghost girl shed some light on things?" She clenches her fist in anger with all the questions and no answers. Oh she loves a good mystery but you should at least find a few answers to the questions you have before you find a dozen more.
Momentarily letting the journal slip to rest in her lap, though she keeps a grip on it with one hand. "I am a wizardess of average skill. I have taken to combat oriented spells and summonings mostly...though I have had little cause to cast the crowd pleasers." Amarth has hopped down to the arm of the chair and is still reading from the open journal.
Gunther Saturday July 22nd, 2006 11:04:23 PM
As talk of an important orc or half-orc form Izen is raised, Gunther chokes on his ale. Coughing and sputtering, the warrior manages to choke out. "Can I see de orc's banner? I am familiar vith some of de family groupings in Izen." Recovering a little, Gunther utters a silent prayer that it's not Grell's banner...then he thinks a little harder on the subject. No...dad never was smart enough to lead more than the family...no way he could raise an army...though he might very well be a part of it... The thought of meeting up with his adoptive father on less than friendly terms twists in his gut like week old meat.
OOC: I don't believe I pointed it out before, but Gunther is a human.
Dahlia Saturday July 22nd, 2006 11:28:21 PM
Still listening The dark halfling nearly bolts upright as cori reads from the journal.
"Whoa, wait a minute Cori read that part about the girl again? Did you say silver hair? It couldn't be that simple could it? Could this little girl be the young silver dragon? Valdor? Ve?"
Nick Sunday July 23rd, 2006 1:23:43 AM
"I believe the banner was a silhouette of Mount Bone, with a lightning bolt, on a plain background," Nick tells Gunther. "That's how we got the Izen connection. That and another hint. On the 'wild card' in question - the orc is sat on a horse, holding the banner. "One of the prophetess's bodyguards recognized the breed of horse, and they're only bred in one place, on the border of Izen and Aisildur. I think that might be our likeliest starting point."
Olana Sunday July 23rd, 2006 2:09:15 AM
Olana lets out a sigh as Ingrge mentions 'recovering Olana', preferring K'Nara's tale where she wasn't mentioned at all. Mind you, with all the talk about this latest proposal, that whole nasty episode would probably get buried. And good riddence to it. She had enough nightmares...
"I knew Parnoth would have something to do with this," she whispers to Milo. "However big or small."
She raises an eyebrow as Dahlia says something about the book and the dragon.
K'Nara Sunday July 23rd, 2006 4:27:50 AM
The chestnut-maned woman frowns thoughtfully.
"Tactically speaking, I can see why you'd come to us...Parnoth--despite his publicity--is likely to take advantage of any situation if it means more power and/or treasure for him. It's his nature..." K'Nara says, adding a bit wistfully: "...as much as we may wish it otherwise. However it is that you may need our help, Valdor, I'm sure you can count on the Emerald Talons to support the Platinum Dragons." Then she grinned.
"Just remember to keep us fed, though."
Falin Sunday July 23rd, 2006 5:36:33 AM
Falin nods in agreement with K'Nara.
"So it is a dragon hunting we will go?" Falin thinks for a second. "So, we are looking for a small village on the bank of a river with a swamp near it. Oh, and it is going to be many days travel from the Float."
"And one last question, who is Addinein?"
OOC: If this is something my character should know please ignore this and email me the explanation: jamie.harwick@gmail.com
Lian Sunday July 23rd, 2006 9:56:19 AM
Lian perks up, realizing something. "I thought the Dragon Groups, that is to say, the Consortium had conducted some sort of dragon purge, excluding Greenie. Why is there a black dragon now in the mix? Does it have a connection directly to Parnoth? Maybe we should ask the Ol' lizard."
"This orc bothers me. What does its army consist of? Orcs? Humans? A mix? How do we know its an orc and not some cleverly disguised tyrant?"
Ve Mundr Sunday July 23rd, 2006 2:19:24 PM
Ve leans forward towards Dahlia, "Interesting thought. Small silver in the background under the greater black and a sliver haired girl ghost in a village by a swamp." Ve sits back, his armor sounding softly against itself as he does so. A mailed gauntlet moves to his chin and he lets out a small hum. "You very well may have something there. The Float in the cards may have been also a starting place on where to begin the search as much as it seems to be a potential prize. I understand the present location of the Floating City is not where it has always been. If that is true, given the age of the diary and the dragon we may want to find it's original location and then look for the nearest swamp as our strting point."
Father Nick Sunday July 23rd, 2006 5:44:43 PM
Nick answers Falin's question. "Addinein is a member of the Storm Dragons, along with Nonam, Jus, Gareth, Tericus and Onrad. I'm assuming this journal is a record of their journey south from the Float, maybe a year or two ago. They were on their way to discovering just 'where' the Float was in relation to everywhere else, when they encountered this dragon."
He hesitates, and the continues. "I'm afraid Addinein... died... during this encounter. From what the Storms told me, they had a tough time of it. The dragon escaped with most of it's treasure, and when they revisited the creature's lair, there was nothing further to be found, suggesting that the dragon had flown the coop. No one has seen hide nor hair of it since."
He gestures toward Cori and the journal. "However, we're hoping that perhaps this journal can a least shed light on this creature's behaviour and offense tactics. Cori is able to translate his dark elf script. There are sketches. And, going off what she has just read out to us - it seems that the mysterious silver dragon made an appearance to the Storms at some point.
"I'm sorry if things seem complicated. We're finding it hard to grasp ourselves. But although the green and black dragon appeared on those cards of prophecy - only Dahlia saw the silver one, which was apparently hanging around in the background of the black dragon card. Our Dahlia seems to have acquired a skill for prophecy of late." Nick shifts his eyes toward the little dark-skinned halfling, and his eyes are full of concern.
He seems on the edge of saying something further, but has apparently decided to keep silent about it. For the moment. Floating City politics, and personal confidentiality regarding one of the members of the Storm Dragons. Deep waters, both. The Lady Solara. We know her true identity. I wonder... As for Jus...
Mordrid Sunday July 23rd, 2006 8:47:06 PM
"Nick, actually the horse trader was from the Peablossom River, which is on the border of Izen and New Elenna."
Nodding in agreement with Ve, "Looks like another leg of the trip leads us to the Big Float, where we would have to retrace the steps found in this journal that Cori reads from."
"Valdor?" Turning towards his leader. "If the Black Dragon flew the roost, then he would have relocated to another swamp. "I.E. Osto. The gentleman we left Parnoth with, the so called mayor; did anyone notice something strange about him and his two companions?" The question is left open ended, and the insinuation is that this new mayor of Osto might just be the Black Dragon that we are seeking. And if that is the case, Parnoth and the mayor of Osto seem to be getting mighty cozy with one another.
"Did anyone catch the name of the mayor? Never been too good with names. Anyone think it strange that we were attacked in Osto by a demon.... after the so called other-worldly creature was dispatched by Parnoth? We took that in stride without putting to big a point on it."
((~~Jan~~ On zee almighty map -Peaseblossom forks off, and part of it heads west through Culverwood and south down the western side of Izen (where its technically called the South Peaseblossom). To the west is Blackbird Forest and Aisildur. If the initial fork that heads directly south on the east side of Izen, near Edenmoor is also the Peaseblossom, then we're both right. :) ))
Valdor Monday July 24th, 2006 12:04:42 AM
All of the questions and answers almost put Valdor's mind in a tailspin. He knew most of the answers and all the players involved and can still barely keep up. He finally says,"I think the former location of Floating City, after it disappeared from its normal place, is where they were when they encountered this black dragon. We have known several black dragons, but I think this one is different. I think it's one we haven't encountered yet.
If I remember Sturdevant's lady prophetess friend, it was much bigger than Parnoth. I don't think Parnoth is in league with it...yet. That is what we must prevent. Sturdevant can handle either one by himself, but not both, was what she said. So, we don't involve Parnoth, as he would then seek this dragon out as an ally, if they aren't in league already...and I do not think they are. I think the original plan still holds. The horse breeder, then the orc that sat upon it will be the first leg. From there, well, who knows. We have several clerics between our groups who could ask for guidance in this if our options run out. Of course, we could always just go take out Parnoth and be done with it. But, better the enemy you know, than the one you don't. If we don't take care of this black dragon problem now, it will become a worse problem down the road.
I say we get some rest, mages and clerics load up on your spells. Anyone who needs to make preparations for the short time we will be gone do so and we meet back at daybreak ready to depart. We can discuss this more on the way. Parnoth is bound to have spies around your camp and the less we talk about this the better. We should even leave in a wrong direction, so if he asks them, they will tell him wrongly."
He shuts up for a second, then addss,"I feel certain that your people here will be safe enough. Mop would not be foolish enough to send any force against these after we leave. He knows we would come after him, and he is a coward. Parnoth isn't stupid. If he attacked here after we left, he knows he'd have to face all of us."
DM Jan Monday July 24th, 2006 1:53:28 AM
As the group discuss, what is in essence, a threat to the entire peninsula, certain main avenues of investigation become apparent -
The orc depicted in the wild card. Was he friend, foe? Whoever he is, he's an important part of the puzzle.
The Floating City - how does the Big Float fit in, sitting on that lake like a rare, covetable jewel?
The whereabouts of the black dragon.
There is a sense hanging over the meeting perhaps, that if the right path is taken, then all else, including all the peripherals, will fall into place.
Outside, the elven camp appears to be having a meeting of its own. The elder ones have gathered, and appear to be staring down into a shallow bowl of water.
Posting Report For Monday July 24th, 2006 6:06:51 AM
Game # 1 Week of July 17, 2006
Posting Report For Monday July 24th, 2006 6:12:42 AM
Game # 3 Week of July 17, 2006
Name MTWTF DM Donna XXXXXS Farlin XOXXX_SS Lian XXXXXS Milo OXXXO Olana OXXXX-SS Gunther XXOXOS Inger XXXXO Bro Bertram OXXXOS L'Nara OOXOXS-SS Aeralin XXOXO
Gunther Monday July 24th, 2006 12:45:36 PM
Gunther relaxes as attention is taken off the orc for the moment. Only time would tell whether Grell was involved in all this, and he will deal with that when the time comes. His mind whirling as the Platinum Dragons go over the misson, Gunther keeps quiet. His face breaks out into a grin as Valdor mentions rest, and he nudges K'nara. It's hard for him to concentrate on any further conversation as his mind wanders to his impending alone time with K'nara and his kitty.
Brother Bertram Monday July 24th, 2006 1:06:01 PM
Bertram just sits pondering it all. So many problems, never time for solutions. The world must be saved time and again, and has been so far. But the people out there on the commons needed help..now. He agonized listening to this. It was obvious the Talons were going to go, but where did his duty lie?
Lian Monday July 24th, 2006 1:07:54 PM
Lian silently leaves the Dragon group meeting, since politics is far from Lian's mind and understanding.
The monk makes for the refugee camp, not to spy, but to ask questions.
The elf moves in and out of the group with ease and comes to the elders. When they are done scrying, he will inquire as to the current condition or existence of the monestary deep within the Culverwood and the nearby village which he once lived. "My father once grew grapes for the monks wine. He and mother would be quite old now. Father likely retired recently. If they still live, I would like them to come here for safety."
Then he adds seriously, "If they are dead, I want to know how they died. If they were killed, I would avenge them."
K'Nara Monday July 24th, 2006 1:21:26 PM
"There is a lot to think about." K'Nara says. "I know from bitter experience that, if Parnoth is involved, he will do his utmost to insure that he emerges with more power or treasure--or, if he can manage it--both! We have to stop that or we'll never be able to loosen his stranglehold on the elves of the Emerald Kingdom." The redhead pauses, then addresses Valdor's observation.
"You're right about the safety of the elves here at Madyrn." she agrees. "Mop is obviously eager to return money to the Big Green's coffers, and so won't jeopardize the cash flow for as long as he believes it is coming. I've found that, as long as Parnoth can get his claws on the money, he isn't inclined to use muscle. This time the money we give over will buy time, for I do not intend to leave the people of Madyrn without the ability to defend themselves if need be."
Rainara now comes forth.
"Mistress, all of the habitable rooms of the Tower have been prepared for overnight visitors." the elder elf informs K'Nara. "The training room--Master Lian's quarters--is currently unavailable because we had to store all the items that you sent back to us somewhere relatively secure."
K'Nara looks at the people assembled.
"We'll have to find places for everyone to sleep." she says with a mischievous grin (and an oblique glance Gunther's way), then proceeds to explain the layout of the Tower...
...to be continued in next DM post...
Valdor Monday July 24th, 2006 1:55:58 PM
Valdor smiles at the mentioning of quarters and says,"I'll sleep under a tree somewhere. No need for me to use someone else's room."
He drinks some more water, then looks for a suitable spot, pulling blankets and a pillow out his backpack of holding. He sleeps in his armor, as though it's a second skin to him. His two long swords are placed into his backpack, buthis main sword is laid under his arm where it couldn't be removed unles he was moved off of it.
The Layout of Talons' Tower - DM Donna Monday July 24th, 2006 2:03:11 PM I have a JPG of the Tower as it has been recently renovated (just as the Talons left for their Tests), and I will send it out to everyone as soon as I can. Meanwhile, here is a description of the Tower spaces.
Currently the Platinum Dragons and the Emerald Talons are on the main (ground) floor of the Tower, in the Great Room. The only public door that allows entry into the Tower is a three-foot-wide, seven-foot-tall door made of thick ironwood planks. It is in the northeast corner of the Tower, on the north wall.
The interior space of the Tower is a square that is roughly forty feet or so on each side. (The exterior dimensions are about 45-46 feet on each side, give or take a foot.) The Tower is ancient, of high-quality dwarven stonework, although the interior partions/walls are wood.
On the main floor, the Great Room takes up all of the space save for the kitchen, which is a walled-off 15-foot-square space that occupies the northwest corner of the floor. The large oval table at which everyone is sitting is in the middle of the eastern half of the space, more towards the east wall. On the southern half of the west wall is a nice large fireplace (it was in front of this fireplace that Aeralia was actually performing her illusion show.)
Hanging over the fireplace is a large portrait in an ornately-carved frame, upon which is inscribed in gold: "Valor Jlacathra ". It shows an old Elven wizard in his study...and he appears to be sleeping. In fact, if you actually go up to the painting and look at it, you can see (and hear!) that the old elf is snoring! (Note to Olana: apparently old Valor has slept through the arrival of the Talons and their guests.)
There is a flight of stone stairs on the north wall that leads up to the second floor (or the first living level.)
The first living level has along its west wall a flight of stone stairs that lead up to another level (as well as the stairs that lead down on its north wall.)
What used to be Lian's training room/quarters occupies the northern half of this floor. There are three roughly 12'x15' bedrooms that occupy the southern half of the floor. From left to right (west to east) they had been assigned to: K'Nara, Milo and Olana.
The third floor (or the second living level) has the flight of stone stairs that leads down to the lower level along its west wall, and a flight of stairs that leads up to a hatch to the roof along its south wall.
There is a large room--the magic lab--that dominates the western half of the floor. Again, there are three 12'x15' bedrooms on this level, situated in the western half of the floor. They have been assigned to (top to bottom, or north to south): Bertram, Figment (now absent) and Ingrge.
The roof is accessed by the 3'x3' square trapdoor/hatch that is in the middle of the southern area of this level, close to the three-foot tall wall that surrounds the area. There are four "mini-towers" that are located in each of the Tower's corners. Currently, Falin's quarters are the southeast tower. Each tower has a "loft-style" bedroom in it, with its two beds on the upper half of the loft space. The loft space is reachable by climbing up a ladder.
There is a light ballista that is parked in the eastern area of the Tower. It was recently repaired and even has a nearby supply of missiles.
One may notice that Gunther hasn't been assigned a room...that's because Gunther had commissioned a special sort of outbuilding that was supposed to be designed to house both himself and any big cats that he may have been training. By now, it must be at least partially finished...
Falin Monday July 24th, 2006 2:20:33 PM
"All of this talk and our traveling has caused me to tire a bit earlier than normal. Youw ould excuse me for the evening. I am going to retire. I have no reservations about dedicating my bow to this cause."
He begins to turn and stops for a second. "Not to be rude, I appologize. Any who wish to stay on the roof there is ample space and it is a beautiful night."
With that he bows to the cousel of dragons and to his own friends and treks upstairs. Once there he will watch over the valley for some time, just watching the people. So many,thinks Falin. Only when we have been able to shed Parnoth's yoke will we all truly be free. Perhaps this is the chance for that to happen.
He will watch for some time before he makes his way to his bunk for the evening.
The she panther... Monday July 24th, 2006 2:59:10 PM
Gunther is suddenly bowled over in a fit of black fur and wet whiskers. She is happy to see her friend!
;)
DM Donna OOC: well, actually, the panther is still where Rethus & Rainara are keeping it at present...Gunther has to go find her.
Lian Monday July 24th, 2006 3:00:57 PM
The monk waits for any reply the refugees may have fro his inquiries.
Mordrid Monday July 24th, 2006 7:30:17 PM
Mordrid takes Falin up on his offer to view the canopy of Culverwood from above. Besides its beauty, there may be something more to learn.
He will later arrange his bed roll on the exposed roof.
Nick Monday July 24th, 2006 8:22:51 PM
"Well, if no one has any objections. I'll make up my bed over there near the fireplace," says Nick.
It's not that Culverwood has him spooked or anything...
Olana Monday July 24th, 2006 8:26:47 PM
As folk start to drift away, Olana looks toward Aeralia. "Stay in my room if you like, I can share with Milo."
Don't want to be on my own. Not till the nightmares have died down a bit.
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday July 24th, 2006 8:45:35 PM
Dahlia looks over at Valdor as he gets up. "So is there any way to find out where that silver-haired little girl is and if so is there a way of finding out if she is a silver dragon????????"
******** Ingrge listens and watches, not saying much but thin king about what sorts of spell and such he may need for the up coming work. As the Group breaks up after dinner, he and Caeryn make their way to their room.
Corialote and Amarth Monday July 24th, 2006 10:23:17 PM
Cori shrugs at the comments of the young girl mentioned in the journal. "You maybe right about that being the silver." She stretches and yawns as she hears talks of sleep and getting ready for the next day. "I can easily take a spell that will transport us to the Float." She does not indicate that she knows where it is at...though the fact that she has offered will lead everyone to this conclusion.
Looking to Dahlia she shrugs as without a physical thing to lead her spells she would be hard pressed to find this girl...dragon or not. "It might be possible...but most spells work better with a focus of some sort...a connection to the thing you seek." She stands and moves along with the others to find a place to sleep.
Looking to the ranger or druid of the Talons she ponders and then asks a question. "Do any types of roses grow here...something not normal...different?" She has been looking for something new to take her mind off things and maybe trying to breed a new rose would help out.
No matter what she will find a quiet place to catch a little sleep and then it will be back to the journal to seek out other information. She is currently interested in both dragons and if any other hinted locations will be revealed for them.
Ve Mundr Monday July 24th, 2006 10:28:17 PM
Ve gets up as people begin to retire and nods to father Nick,"I will stay with Father Nicholas by the fire as well." he drops his pack and unrolls his bedroll there. Ve finds a chair to read in and to write some in a journal he keeps. A holy book of Domi opened before him he takes a quill and starts making notes in it and then again in the journal. The Talons were for the most part a mystery to him. He knew little of them, save for the test to become 'dragons' and that they were honorable and a well rounded unit. He certainly did not envy Valdor the task ahead of turning a pair of very long standing single groups into one cohesive and effective unit.
Gunther Monday July 24th, 2006 10:29:39 PM
The excitement on Gunther's face is clear to anyone with working eyes. Finally!! Still...first thing's first...Gunther looks over at K'nara. "Miss K'nara...it's been a long time since I've seen de kitty. She's probably missing me. I tink I'll go check on her...if you don't mind." Looking like a kid in a candy store, Gunther turns to any Platinum Dragons who might be around. "If any of you vould like to meet my kitty, dis vould probably be a goot time...." Gunther heads to the kitchen and gets a large soup bone, and then seeks out Rainara to find out what might have happened with his pet while he was away.
Catching Up - DM Donna Tuesday July 25th, 2006 12:57:42 AM
Caeryn bids everyone a good night and eagerly goes with her husband to the room that Ingrge remembers choosing so very long ago. As they go, Caeryn fills in Ingrge about how the Tree of Parting has done in the wake of Parnoth's decree.
"Folbre and his staff have been granted special dispensation by the realm," she says to Ingrge, "for his 'sustenance of the Emerald Kingdom's good image in the eyes of the rest of The Wold'..." The half-Drow snorts. "He's expected to pay extra taxes for the privelege of their freedom, however. He's the one who's been telling most of the refugees who have come here to come to the Tower in the first place."
MEANWHILE, BACK AT THE DINNER TABLE:
K'Nara nods and gets to her feet.
"My room will be available to anyone who wants to use it." she announces to the group. "Gunther and I want to see how his cat is doing now, so I bid you all good night. Breakfast will be...?"
"Two hours past sunrise, Mistress K'Nara." Rainara supplies. (OOC: about 7am Woldian time.)
K'Nara slips her arm through Gunther's and the couple follow Rainara out of the door.
"The building that Master Gunther requested to house his feline is not quite finished." Rainara explained. "It was placed to the east of the Tower...away from the stables, which are finished by now and are north of the Tower." The elder elf smiles.
"We made sure to keep to your specifications as much as possible." the elder elf said, rounding the corner and walking towards a rectangular building that was about fifty feet or so from the Tower's east side. The building appears to be made from stone and timber, about twenty feet tall. Rainara explains that the building is about thirty or so feet wide and about 80 feet long. On the south end of the building are the pens for the cats--three of them, about 10-feet-square each. The pens are delineated by sturdy iron bars and secured by a simple yet strong latching device. And there is no roof over most of the building, although Rainara assures Gunther that both the pens and his quarters do have roofs over them.
"Your feline friend likes her pen very much." Rainara says as the trio approaches the building. "She especially likes the way the training area has developed...though she still prefers to hunt in the Culverwood herself rather than let any of us feed her...but that's as it should be."
Rainara opens the door into the cat training hall, showing a very spacious area within the building--the floor is a carpet of green grass, and there are several trees and boulders dotted about the area, as well as a gurgling pool that is next to a walled-off area in the northeast corner that looks to be about fifteen feet square.
"The druids had three different trees grow so that there are many strong horizontal branches so that the cat can climb." Rainara pointed out. "There is a small pool that is actually a coldwater spring. She likes to drink from it, mostly, although she doesn't seem to mind using it on occasion if she feels hot."
As the three of them approach the pens to the south, there is a growl of welcome that comes from one of them...in it, the black panther that had befriended Gunther is now eagerly pacing.
Milo Tuesday July 25th, 2006 1:07:46 AM
Taking in the newly renovated tower, Milo feels immediately like he has found home. Coupled with the reality of his recent proposal to Olana, the halfling stands in quiet contentment, vowing silently to himself that he will not allow himself the opportunity to speak and mess the whole thing up. To Milo, being apart of a family with a home simply appeals to every fiber of his being. Then a thought occurred to the halfling, "I'd like to inspect the locks on this place at some point in the near future. Make sure they are up to snuff. Probably wouldn't hurt to place some magical whammy on the place to protect from unwanted guests as well."
DM Jan Tuesday July 25th, 2006 1:09:48 AM
The night draws in.
As Lian makes his way across camp, the others organize themselves with the intention, for the most part, of getting a good night's sleep.
There are no city sounds here. Instead are the almost silent flitting of bats, and a competing sing song between crickets, cicadas and toads, and even that dies off as true dark arrives. Eventually, with the exception of the occasional bellow of some beast, deep in Culverwood, all is peaceful, all is quiet.
Even the gathering in the elven camp are making little noise.
Lian gets a strange reception. "Personal questions will have to wait," one of the elders tells him. "Join the circle." There are six elders around the wide, shallow bowl, (Lian will bring the number to seven) and two others, both hunters by the looks of them, stood off to one side. Those two nod at Lian.
Minutes, and then hours tick by. A cool breeze gently flicks at the collars of everyone's shirts. But there is nothing to do but stare at the water and watch.
Then - just before dawn, the water in the pool begins to stir and ripple outward. A minute ticks by, and then another - and then suddenly the pool is full of light, so bright that some of the light rays shine upward like an ever changing column of colour that can easily be seen over by the Tower.
And in the pool - movement. Something - a creature, horrible to look at, snaps savagely then moves out of sight. The scene becomes a broad vista of battle. Rotting things felled by arrows; fireballs exploding accompanied by a cacophony of screams. Lian can see K'Nara's firey blade cutting a swathe through the air; there are bowmen, elven ; a black ponytail and a flash of ribbons; blood spatters on the surface of the water; creatures trailing rotting flesh home in on a standard - its heraldic image one of a mountain with a lightning flash, and they drag the flag to the ground and tear it apart; Valdor's armour, the 'V' is unmistakable; someone dressed in white - Ingrge? Or Father Nicholas? The entire foreground and middle ground is utter chaos. A stark contrast to a shoreline, ships at anchor, and a calm body of water in the background.
It's over in seconds. A percussive wave of air blasts outward from the pool knocking everyone back a step or two. Looking down - the pool of water in the bowl has become just that - a pool of water in a bowl.
Gunther d20+14=24 Tuesday July 25th, 2006 8:58:47 AM
As they enter the training area, Gunther clutches his chest, his eyes wide in disbelief. He'd done a lot of training in his life, but never in any place as nice as this. Though he had drawn up the basic specifications for the building, Gunther is amazed by the sheer beauty of the place. Brushing at his eyes (could those be tears?!), Gunther looks over at K'nara. "I'm gonna let her out. She's not used to you. You might vant to stay over by my quarters until vere sure how she'll react to you." Looking over at Rainara, Gunther suddenly remembers. "Vere any of de druids able to find out vhat she'd like to be called?" Pushing the mechanism, Gunther squats down in front of the pen. "Here kitty, kitty. Vere's Gunther's pretty kitty?" (Handle animal=24)
Aeralia Tuesday July 25th, 2006 10:26:29 AM
Aeralia remains almost completely quite during most of the talks and dinner, not wanting to interrupt any of their discussions. She felt very out of place, and so her only movements were to ocassionally take a sip from her glass, or a nibble of food.
Terrin continues to stand vigilantly over his ward, opting not to take a seat at the table and stand against the wall silently.
"Oh, no miss, err.. madam, that certainly isn't necessary," the young troubadour says when Olana offers her a room. "I'm sure I can find a place outside, no need to be bothered on my account. I would need some wider spaces to practice anyway."
Glancing quickly to Terrin behind her for seemingly approval of her decision, the young human merely raises a questioning eyebrow at Aeralia, and in a low, soft voice murmurs "It'd be rude not to accept their hospitality."
Aeralia glances back to Olana and smiles, nodding in acceptance. "Well, thank you then, been a while since I had a decent place to sleep. And I'll be sure to be on my way in the morning, don't want to overstay my welcome. But I do appreciate the meal, and room, and all that."
Valdor Tuesday July 25th, 2006 10:30:07 AM
Valdor dozes lightly. He has never been a heavy sleeper, unless it was following a late party and kegs of ale. But, he hadn't touched any ale in quite some time, the rock hard abs was evidence of that. Thank goodness for his brother's good natured kidding. He had started to let his indulgences get the better of him. He sleeps well, enjoying again the noises of the outdoors and nature itself. My how one forgets...
Lian Tuesday July 25th, 2006 11:04:51 AM
Torn between two families, his blood and his friends, the monk stands there looking at the calm bowl for what seems an eternity. Then looking up to the six others, Lian turns with a flash of plat braids and is gone, running toward the Tower to tell the others what he has seen.
Finding the Dragons and Talons spread throughout the castle, some asleep and others still talking, the hand of Domi calls for several people to collect Father Nick, Valdor, Knara, Bertram and Ingrge. These folks were in the vision and Bertram is wise. The black hair confuse him. So many images, so fast, a blur.
"I was at the camp, looking for information on my family and the elders were divining and told me to join them. After hours I saw something..."
'Something - a creature, horrible to look at, snaps savagely then moves out of sight. The scene becomes a broad vista of battle. Rotting things felled by arrows; fireballs exploding accompanied by a cacophony of screams. Lian can see K'Nara's firey blade cutting a swathe through the air; there are bowmen, elven ; a black ponytail and a flash of ribbons; blood spatters on the surface of the water; creatures trailing rotting flesh home in on a standard - its heraldic image one of a mountain with a lightning flash, and they drag the flag to the ground and tear it apart; Valdor's armour, the 'V' is unmistakable; someone dressed in white - Ingrge? Or Father Nicholas? The entire foreground and middle ground is utter chaos. A stark contrast to a shoreline, ships at anchor, and a calm body of water in the background.'
He states what he saw image by brutal image.
"I came here immediately after recieving it. But the black ponytail I'm at a loss."
Ve Mundr Tuesday July 25th, 2006 2:17:11 PM
The Hand of Domi is in the room and almost upon Father Nicholas before Ve can act, but he is up in an instant knowing something has just happened. He snaps both books closed and extinguishes the candle he had lit and moves to Father Nicholas. Ve follows in the wake and listens to Lian relate what he just witnessed.
Falin Tuesday July 25th, 2006 2:21:58 PM
While on the roof Falin asks Mordrid, "Do you enjoy the pipe from time to time?"
Falin walks to his room and grabs a pipe and some pipe weed and lights it. He offers Mordrid a draw off of it. If he accepts he will sit there and just enjoy the company and the quiet.
In the morning Falin will rise and enjoy not having to feel threatened. He performs some light calesthetics and then proceeds downstairs to join the others at the breakfast table.
Valdor Tuesday July 25th, 2006 3:59:29 PM
Valdor joins the others and listens carefully. He smiles at the thought of battling, then his eyes light up. He asks,"Did you say the rotten things were homing in on the standard and tearing it down? Wouldn't that mean the bearer of the flag was on our side, or that we were on their side? I like the thought of battling undead or any other creature, but I like to make sure I'm on the right side. We need to be careful about making any prejudgements about the orc. That banner, Nick, is it the same one you figure?"
He looks honestly confused.
Lian d20=18 Tuesday July 25th, 2006 4:34:58 PM
Lian finds it easy now to speak with the legends. "I thought maybe three different forces, possibly fighting for or against the same thing. Perhaps though you are more likely to know more details than I." He says to Valdor.
The monk tries to remember the faces of the elven bowmen... were they our refugees fighting alongside us after they recieve training? Were they a seperate force, sent by someone else? (trying to recognize the faces of the elven bowmen from the quickly fading memory, rolled 18 on a general type of check, add whichever bonuses you like.)
The monk is no artist, but he does his best to sketch the banner in detail.
Ve Mundr Tuesday July 25th, 2006 5:09:30 PM
Ve chimes in, "It is also likely that none of us are on the same side, but three forces meeting in the same place. The banner is the one we seek almost certainly. It also seems one of the forces comes by sea. I would further venture from the initial description that a dragon lich may be involved."
Olana Tuesday July 25th, 2006 5:13:23 PM
"There's a human girl, with a black ponytail tied with ribbons, in my room, Lian," says Olana, sliding up behind her fellow elf. "Now isn't that interesting."
Can't sleep, look out the window and there's a light in the sky. And there is Lian - running to the Tower as fast as he can go...
She had nudged Milo awake before coming downstairs. "Something's happening..."
Nick Tuesday July 25th, 2006 5:27:33 PM
The forest air appeared to agree with him, and Nick was approaching the end of a restorative night's sleep. He seemed to need sleep more than ever these days.
Eyes snapping open, he scrambles to his feet. He raises an eyebrow at Ve. What's this all about? Once gathered with the others, he listens to Lian's experience at the camp, and then watches closely as the elf draws what he saw of the banner. "It has to be the same thing. The sooner we solve that little mystery the better, I'd say."
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday July 25th, 2006 6:30:00 PM
Cori stretches and yawns as she moves outside of the building. She had been looking around at the outside, getting a feel for the place. Unknown to her some of the group has returned to the dining hall and are even now going over another mystery. "Well Amarth...lets read a little more from this journal and then turn in." Looking around she picks a clear area that will not be in the way and uses a spell to call up a structure to house her for the night.
Seating herself on an outside bench she conjures up a light and opens the journal. She does occassionally look to the elves as the prepare to get some rest as well. Still most of her focus is upon the journal and its' contents.
Later that night she will retire for a modest few hours of sleep and then be awake early. If anyone should come looking for her in the morning they will find her at a table in the house she conjured reading from her spellbook for the morning.
Lian Tuesday July 25th, 2006 6:32:48 PM
"Yes, but the elven bowmen. What of them? Who do you think they are? In my opinion they seemed to have the same or even more skills with a bow than Falin. I'm no bow expert."
-->> Inbetweeny Post (DM Jan) Tuesday July 25th, 2006 7:19:52 PM
Addinein's journal -
...further conversations. They proved to be more interesting than those at the dining table with the village elders the night before. Clangden appears to have solved the riddle about the ghost girl. He was told by one of the families she appeared about the same time, months ago, as the small silver dragon we spotted just before our arrival. Apparently they'd had to nurse both dragon and girl back to health. Both had been badly injured. They didn't know what had happened to the dragon, but they reckoned the girl had been badly mauled by an animal. They leave bowls of mashed up food for the child, who cannot speak, by all accounts. I don't consider it prudent as yet to suggest to these people that the girl and the silver dragon might be one and the same... simple folk, and a little odd. They call the silver dragon 'Cloud'. It brings rain for their crops.
... caught sight of the girl again today. Just a glimpse. Ach.... horribly disfigured... territorial? If there's a black dragon already in the area...
Brother Bertram Tuesday July 25th, 2006 7:49:23 PM
Bertram spends his time alone in prayer, both of thanks and guidance. He seeks wisdom from both his gods, trying to find the right path.
Night: Cat Training Hall - DM Donna Tuesday July 25th, 2006 11:01:54 PM
K'Nara moves over to where Gunther's room is located and leans against one corner of the plastered wall.
Gunther is suddenly bowled over in a fit of black fur and wet whiskers. The she-panther is happy to see her friend!
"The druids say that she's declared herself to be Thaeri..." Rainara tells the human male. "It means 'fleet of foot'."
"I daresay that she DOES seem to have some damn good reflexes on her." K'Nara agrees with a grin.
Thaeri, meanwhile, engages Gunther in a mock-wrestle that only half-play. The trainer knows that the panther is also testing his dominance to see if he is still alpha.
Milo Tuesday July 25th, 2006 11:29:10 PM
Milo's eyes snap open at Olana's nudge, and the halfling is immediately aware of his new surroundings once more, "Time to wake already?" The sleepy halfling stumbles out of bed to follow in Olana's wake downstairs.
Gunther-Still nightime in the Cat Hall d20+14=24 Tuesday July 25th, 2006 11:56:00 PM
Gunther laughs as Thaeri tackles him, and he joyfully engages in the wrestling (Handle Animal=24). But Thaeri is not his first kitty, and so he knows better than to let her "win". Gunther spends several minutes at the wrestling, making sure Thaeri has had time to bond as well as time to expend her playful energy. Once she is done, Gunther spends a few minutes grooming the panther. Once he is fully certain that the kitty is calm enough to work with, Gunther calls K'nara over to them. "Move slowly so dat you're not threatening...den I vant you to come and sit over here..." Gunther coaches K'nara through the process of getting acquainted with the big cat...his goal at this point merely to get the kitty used to the bladesinger's presence. He keeps the encounter short, not wanting to push too hard on the first session.
After asking K'nara to move back, Gunther reaches into his backpack and pulls out two wreathes of small blue flowers. He places one on top of his head, and then very gently and patiently, he places the other on Thaeri's head. He watches in wonder as the small tendrils of the vines gently curl around the ears, holding the wreath in place. Making sure that the kitty leaves the wreath in place, Gunther gives her the bone he brought her. As he watches her eat the bone, Gunther chit chats with K'nara.
After the panther finishes the bone, Gunther guides the kitty back to her pen. Then he pulls out his winter blanket and lays it near the pool. Leaning back on the blanket, Gunther invites K'nara over, relishing in her closeness.
Night in the Cat Hall - K'Nara Wednesday July 26th, 2006 12:08:41 AM
K'Nara makes sure to listen to Gunther--training big wild cats like Thaeri is his forte, after all. The panther blinks languid amber eyes at the human female, and even sniffs a bit out of curiosity, but otherwise doesn't do anything else.
K'Nara smirks when Gunther puts the delicate-looking wreath on his thick mop of hair, which was still white thanks to the kiss of the ferryman of Fae Skeimir. He should have looked ridiculous, but somehow he looked rather dignified in the circlet of blossoms.
"Cute, Gunther, real cute." she says, but willingly snuggles in next to him.
DM Jan Wednesday July 26th, 2006 1:11:41 AM
As Lian, Valdor, Nick, Ve, Olana, and Milo try to make sense of what Lian saw out in the elven camp, Rethus moves about the Tower in an attempt to raise everyone else.
He opens the roof trapdoor and his nostrils flare at the lingering scent of pipe smoke. "Needed downstairs," he says to Falin and Mordrid.
On the way back down he knocks on Ingrge and Caeryn's door - "Needed downstairs."
He also raps on Olana's door to awaken Aeralia. "Needed downstairs."
He finds Dahlia, Cori (Jim, see my post above in italics), and Bertram. "Needed downstairs."
Bertram is already awake, in the aftermath of his prayers....
... mists hang low, obscuring the ground, but a dark-haired man of barbarian proportions is stood looking down ...... at the surface of a table.... merely an observer... some kind of board game. And pieces are already moving. Something leaps on Bertram's shoulder... to get a better view of the game.. the thing - Gargul's imp, turns and grins at the dwarf. "Which piece are you?" he asks. Fade.....
.. what is that? An anvil. A man stands up, holding Bertram's axe aloft, and breaks into a smile, not dressed like a blacksmith, no - a monk. He turns. A wrinkled brow, but there is joy and strength in his eyes; and another dark cap of hair. The man turns and walks toward Bertram. He hands the dwarf the axe. "Wield it well, my friend, and have courage."
Rethus tentatively approaches the Cat Haus, where K'Nara and Gunther are sleeping. "Mistress K'Nara?" he calls out tentatively. "Needed inside." The elder elf hitches a thumb in the direction of the Tower as he speaks.
Woldian time = 2 hours before breakfast, and a narrow crack of light is on the horizon.
As the whole team starts to gather, it appears that Lian's question about the elven bowmen is about to be answered, for a number of them, 42 of them in fact, armed with their bows, are approaching the main Tower gate.
DM Donna's OOC Note: I edited the dialogue of Rethus slightly because he has a tendency to speak in two-word sentences whenever he speaks at all.
Gunther-End of nightime in the Cat Hall Wednesday July 26th, 2006 1:22:59 AM
Gunther beams at K'nara, basking in her radiance...her freshness...but most of all, her nearness. "I tought you liked flowers." Gunther chuckles as he lightly touches the garland on his head. "Dere magic..." Gunther continues more seriously this time. "Just before ve left, I found a mage who could help me craft von. Dere flowers from vere dat Ebryon fellow came to de Vold. In a day I should be able to talk vith my kitty vith dese..." Gunther moves in closer to K'nara...nuzzling her and staring up into the night sky.. "But enough about my kitty...let me tell you how beautiful you are..." That was what the humans say, right?! Ugg, I hope I'm saying the right thing...I mean, she is an elf, and not a human...or she thinks she's an elf... Ack!! Beginning to feel a little overwhelmed with the more elaborate courtship process of non-orcs, Gunther struggles fiercely to come up with a suitable compliment. "Your arms...dere stronger den a troll's...and your smile...it's much brighter den does flying skulls..." Butterflies pounding in his stomach, Gunther gets the feeling that he should just shut his mouth...and wisely, he does. Gently, he draws K'nara in to him and kisses her passionately. The time for words was gone, and Gunther takes the courtship process as far as K'nara will allow him.
Gunther spends the rest of the night curled up next to K'nara, sleeping soundly for the first time in a very long time. He bolts upright when he hears the sound of footfalls in his quarters. Hearing the summons, Gunther sighs and walks back to the Tower with K'nara. He tries hard to catch up on the vision and what it might mean, but he finds it increasingly difficult to concentrate with K'nara so close by.
K'Nara - End of Night in the Cat Hall Wednesday July 26th, 2006 10:17:30 AM
K'Nara's hazel eyes sparkle merrily as Gunther attempts to woo her romantically. Then he kisses her--and she immediately responds with an enthusiasm that echoes his own.
"Thank you for thinking of me." she says simply. "I love you for it."
Sleep comes much later, and the respite from the cares of the Wold is sweet.
And short, as the next thing K'Nara knows, Rethus is ruefully awakening the slumbering couple.
Inside, K'Nara listens carefully and mulls over the vision that Lian was party too.
"I think that the undead things taking down that banner is rather interesting, too..." she says with a nod to Valdor. "I agree that this mystery orc can actually be an ally of sorts. It's clear that this orc is an important part of what's happening." The blade singer rubs the back of her neck.
"Does this vision...or that journal...help to point the way to where we should try to go first..?"
Falin d20+2=18 Wednesday July 26th, 2006 10:59:37 AM
Uponm hearing about the archers approaching the tower Falin makes his way outside the front door to watch their approach.
He looks at their manner of dress to see if he recognizes where they may be from.
OOC: 18 Int roll.
Aeralia Wednesday July 26th, 2006 12:36:26 PM
Aeralia wakens slowly, not having expected to be awoken so early. She lays in bed for a little bit, running her illusions and spells through her head, refreshing her memory. After shes done, she slowly gathers her things, changes into a bright yellow dress with red leggings, and ties her hair with a few yellow and red ribbons.
Coming down the stairs, she sleepily rubs her eyes, and glances about tiredly at the assembled Talons and Dragons. She was expecting to have to leave, not listen to this odd vision. "But whats that got to do with me?" Aeralia says, glancing to her hosts nervously. She was quite unsure why she'd been included in hearing this tale.
She glances to Terrin, who'd wordlessly followed her from upstairs, and took his standard position in the darkest corner of the room.
Dahlia/Ingrge d20+8=10 d20+16=26 Wednesday July 26th, 2006 1:19:22 PM
The playful halfling is awake and exercising when Rethus makes his presence known. Wearing her old and colorful gypsey clothes she heads downstairs taking a flip off the railing on the last 10 feet and landing on her feet just to the side of Aeralia. Good morning, I don't believe we have been formally introduced. I am Dahlia Lightfinger.
******* Ingrge and Caeryn spent much of the night chatting and catching up. When Rethus knocks he is acknowledged with a muffled, "All right."
When they make their appearance several minutes later they are both all smiles and unbelievably, Ingrge actually looks relaxed and happy.
When the elves arrive, Ingrge and Caeryn check them out to see who they might be and where they might have come from. Ingrge looks at them for a moment and shrugs having no idea other than they are elves. Caeryn, on the other hand looks long and hard at them something niggling at the back of her mind. Ingrge DC8, Caeryn DC26. (knowledge heraldry/nobility)
Lian Wednesday July 26th, 2006 1:44:10 PM
Lian nods his head in reply to KNara's statement about the orc. "Yes. The enemy of my enemy is my friend, they say." He smiles.
Turning to Aeralia he says. "The dark hair and ribbons in the battle might be you, m'lady." The last word slips off his lips without his knowledge. He has been taken with the bard since he laid eyes on her.
Piecing War Together - DM Donna Wednesday July 26th, 2006 5:05:49 PM
K'Nara eyes Aeralia sharply, then signals to Rainara and Caeryn to accompany her--and goes to the kitchen. There the trio speak together.
"I've only just met this Aeralia person." the human blade singer tells both elves. "I know nothing of her. What is your personal assessment of her, Rainara...Caeryn..?"
The other women exchange glances. The half-drow speaks first.
"I don't have to know you personally," K'Nara replies with a smirk, "Ingrge does. And he married you, so that's good enough for me." The wife of the weapon mage colors intensely, feeling a bit humbled by K'Nara's automatic trust in her.
"I've known young Aeralia a slight bit longer than Mistress Caeryn here," Rainara supplies, "...as the illusionist arrived here at the Tower a few days before her. Aeralia accompanied a band of elves--three or four of them--that had been part of a traveling troupe. The elves in that troupe didn't feel as though the ringmaster would be willing to protect them from Parnoth's decree and came here. Aeralia was with them, since it seemed that they were friends with each other...and she stayed when it turned out that there was a short supply of entertainment to be had here."
"By that time, Madryn was populous but hardly organized." Caeryn points out. "She happily accepted the invitation to stay and provide entertainment to keep most of any discontent at bay. That gave me the chance to make sure that all the refugees here had proper shelter and could get food and medicine and such. It may have gotten ugly if Aeralia had simply decided to move on to Emerald City instead."
"She hasn't been paid in coin for her services, I might add." Rainara chimes in. "Aeralia and her companion could have left--especially when Mop and his brigade appeared. Yet she offered to entertain them in hopes of distracting them from their intended seizure of the elves here."
K'Nara listens to both ladies, nodding sagely as they emphasize Aeralia's generosity and capabilities.
"Thank you both," she tells the elves, "This helps me out a lot." K'Nara returns to where the tactical debate/discussion is going on.
"Well, then," the tall redhead says, nodding in Aeralia's direction, "I've been informed that you were instrumental in diverting Parnoth's goon squad from trying to bully the elves here into going back to Emerald City as slaves. I want to thank you, Aeralia, for that. You could've saved yourself, as Mop was here only for those of elven blood, but you chose to stay and help. If you wish to continue to be of help, I'd appreciate it if you did accompany us on our journey." K'Nara pauses for a moment, then turns towards the Platinum Dragons.
"Are we agreed that seeking out the orc from the various prophecies is likely to be the best action for us at the moment? Both the cards and the vision seem to indicate this orc is a key figure and may likely be a powerful ally."
Valdor Wednesday July 26th, 2006 9:58:04 PM
Valdor replies to K'Nara,"I take it then, that you are agreed in joining with us on this mission. I am pleased to see your growth as a unit. Decision making and prioritizing is one of the most difficult and important parts of Consortium membership. I am decided to seek the orc and find out his place in all of this. We should find out about the leves approaching. If they were seen in the vision, and they wish to support our side, it would be a huge assistance. Let's go find out what they know.
Cori, see how much more of that book you can read to get some more clues, if you don't mind. I know it's a lot, but it's very important to knowing the ultimate enemy we face.
Talons, Plats, we move out in one hour tops! Get prepared, say your goodbyes and meet at the gate. We go to meet the archers."
Valdor spins on his heel and strides towards the incoming elves.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday July 26th, 2006 10:19:07 PM
Cori looks up as Rethus knocks and then enters to find her studying her spellbook. She listens to his few words and then nods her head. She stands and takes the book with her as she exits the house. With a simple gesture she dismisses the house and heads to the dining area.
As she enters she wonders what all the commotions is about and she also has some news of her own. As she takes a seat at the large table she will snatch up an apple and take a bite. "I have some news as well...though it maybe wiser to hear yours first." She waits till all is told and then gives here own news. "Through my reading I have found that the silver haired girl is indeed the silver dragon...but she lost a fight...I would presume to the black dragon and through some deal...she supports him...maybe fear. It says in the journal that when she was seen last she was terribly disfigured and that is was most likely territorial." She flips open the journal and reads the exact words to the combined group.
"...further conversations. They proved to be more interesting than those at the dining table with the village elders the night before. Clangden appears to have solved the riddle about the ghost girl. He was told by one of the families she appeared about the same time, months ago, as the small silver dragon we spotted just before our arrival. Apparently they'd had to nurse both dragon and girl back to health. Both had been badly injured. They didn't know what had happened to the dragon, but they reckoned the girl had been badly mauled by an animal. They leave bowls of mashed up food for the child, who cannot speak, by all accounts. I don't consider it prudent as yet to suggest to these people that the girl and the silver dragon might be one and the same... simple folk, and a little odd. They call the silver dragon 'Cloud'. It brings rain for their crops.
... caught sight of the girl again today. Just a glimpse. Ach.... horribly disfigured... territorial? If there's a black dragon already in the area..."
Brother Bertram Wednesday July 26th, 2006 10:40:45 PM
Bertram shows up biting his lip, looking at his axe, trying to detect any changes in it. He weighs this against the possiblity he imagined it all, but he cant shake the feeling that it really happened. "Did any of you..hmm..well, Have a strange dream perhaps?"
Ve Mundr Wednesday July 26th, 2006 10:44:51 PM
Ve stands silent for the most part just taking in the conversation. He is not too thrilled at the 'enemy of my enemy is my friend' approach, but he hardly had anything better. The cleric heads for the main room where he had left his books. Upon arriving he opens up his magic carpet and gets comfortable upon it, opening both books again he prays.
K'Nara Wednesday July 26th, 2006 11:52:34 PM
The leader of the Emerald Talons turns to Rainara.
"We'll be traveling." she tells the elder elf. "If you can come up with some food that we can eat on the run, I'd appreciate it."
"At once, Mistress K'Nara!" Rainara nods and turns to go.
"Rainara--you have a specific amount of food in mind?" the human blade singer's question stops the housekeeper for a moment.
"Well...yes, mistress..."
"Double it. We have to feed Valdor." K'Nara says with a grin. Rainara glances at the husky Platinum Dragon and then hurries to the kitchen.
"Meanwhile...I guess I have to go see what our newest arrivals are expecting..." the tall female leaves the Tower and walks out to the outer wall to look over the two-score archers who look...ready.
"I am K'Nara Illutu, leader of the Emerald Talons," she announces in the Elven tongue, "What is it that brings you to the Tower of Saryd this day..?"
Nick Thursday July 27th, 2006 12:07:39 AM
Orc as an ally, thinks Nick. I wonder what the likes of Cori, Olana, Lian, Falin, and Ingrge think about that?
He smiles grimly to himself. What are we getting into?
On his way outside with the others, he walks alongside the dwarf Bertram. "I admit to having many strange dreams," he says to Bertram with a rueful look on his face. "Comes with the territory, I suppose. But I take it you've experienced something unusual of late?"
Olana Thursday July 27th, 2006 12:13:43 AM
Stood with Milo, and watching Lian talk to Aeralia, Olana observes the young human woman quietly. Her eyes also drift toward the dark side of the room. So, who was the man? She raises an eyebrow at Milo.
Gunther Thursday July 27th, 2006 12:19:58 AM
Hearing Valdor's orders, Gunther sighs...one day at home and it was time to head out already. Still...looks like there was going to be fun to be had... And, sounds like they're headed into orc territory, which is much better than being surrounded by....elves. Gunther gulps as K'nara goes out to speak with the elves that have approached. Maybe, just maybe they are more workmen... Gunther winces as he catches sight of the bows... "More elves..." he mutters under his breath as he goes to prepare his kitty for the journey.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday July 27th, 2006 12:52:49 AM
Cori follows the others outside but moves to walk by Valdor as she does. "Lets find out what is going on and then get out of here." She glances at all the elves and then shakes her head. "They march for war it seems." With a side glance to Valdor she makes sure that he realizes that she is there. "I can get us to the area that I saw in my scryings so that we may find the orc...as long as I am last through the portal it will not close and we can take everyone." You can tell that she is also meaning the elves that have showed up as it cannot be coincidence.
Amarth fluffs himself upon her shoulder but does not say anthing himself. He is mulling over thoughts of his own and his role in the coming actions.
Milo Thursday July 27th, 2006 1:14:12 AM
Milo glances in the same direction as Olana, then shrugs,"I suppose it makes very little difference at this point. Let us leave prophesies and visions to those inclined to have a gigantic headache. Things seem much simpler to me. It is hero time again." With that the halfling leaps into a one-armed hand stand, and spins once before landing deftly on his feet. (OOC: Take 10 on a Tumble check DC 31)
"Time to get ready love." Sticking one arm out to escort Olana, "Wanna give me a hand with my armor?" Grinning, Milo winks mischieviously, "...all leather and buckles and stuff. Okay... and maybe a little mithral too."
DM Jan Thursday July 27th, 2006 1:25:17 AM
First out, Falin gets a good look at the approaching elves. They're from the camp, and with the exception of a dozen full adults, the rest are an elven equivalent mixture of late, mid, and early teens, both male and female.
Every single one of them holds an unwavering, determined look. They have packs, unstrung bows, quivers of arrows, and look ready for a journey.
"I am Ne'thrin," one of the older elves begins quietly to Falin. "Talon Lian witnessed our part in the battle to come. Forty two of us were counted, led by two Talon elven warriors; so forty two of us now stand here. Are you one of the - ?"
Ne'thrin stops as Ingrge and Caeryn appear. He's about to begin again, when Valdor arrives, followed by K'Nara and Cori. And so Ne'thrin addresses them all, in common.
"It has been seen, that we are part of your battle, and so we step forward to be counted among you!" He ends with a bow, and the forty one others do likewise.
Caeryn sees the garb and manner of a forest elf among them all, and to everyone looking upon them, there seems to be a slight aura - powerful, wild, inexorably Culverwood - about them.
It also becomes apparant that some training will be necessary, purely borne of the youth of some of the recruits, and after Valdor's call to move out, a realization that it will have to be done on the march.
And so, as the morning light begins to push the darkness up and away, a new adventure accompanies it. But where to start?
The banner carried by the orc in the prophecy points at Izen (when the Talons thought they were perhaps done with this place, for a little while at least?); and the horse the orc rides - bred in only one place, on the banks of the South Peaseblossom River along the western edge of Izen...
((OOC - folks, when we move to the other Board (in the next couple of posts), I'll write up a summary of all the prophecies and clues, so we have a reference point. We've had a lot to get through in terms of Talon storyline on this board, and two DMs, so things have been necessary but muddy. That will change. Current Catacombs shoppers, I'll make sure you get your stuff en route via WPS (Woldian Parcel Service), so no worries.))
Valdor Thursday July 27th, 2006 3:03:50 AM
Valdor puts his arm around Cori and says,"You will save us days of marching. You are a life saver. However, if these elves know of our march, likewise will our enemies. We should head out the wrong direction on a march, then after a day of travelling, then you can gate us to our location. We will still save several days, and if there are spies, this will at least throw them off. Besides, we need to know how capable these new allies are. This gives us a chance to gauge their abilites.
K'Nara, we will march the opposite way from where we are headed. We will keep this plan between us, and not discuss this openly with anyone. If there are any spies, we will lose the element of surprise. We need to visit the man who sells and breeds these horses. He can give us some insight to what manner of orc rides a horse, and who he fights for."
Falin Thursday July 27th, 2006 1:29:19 PM
Bowing to Ne'thrin Falin says, "We had heard of your coming, but I did not know anything about two Talon elves leading you."
When everyone comes out Falin listens to find out exactly what is going on.
The next moring when everyone falls out for travel Falin will stick with the elves. Seeing their inexperience, he will talk with them and find out about what experience they do have with bows.
You can teach bows and tactics, but battle experience can not be taught. Is what Falins master always told him.
He will begin talking over basics of archery with the less experienced ones.
Having always felt like he let the Talons down because he was not as effective of a fighter as everyone else, he was determined to try to make sure these few elves would be preparred for what might lay ahead.
Aeralia Thursday July 27th, 2006 1:41:38 PM
Aeralia blushes slightly as K'Nara begins her praise, but her humility turns to suprise when the talons leader offers for her to accompany them, the thought of that never having crossed her mind. "Oh, but I couldn't, I'm not... I mean... what good could I do? I-"
She's quickly cut off from the corner of the room, Terrin speaking in a loud, yet calmed voice, "She'll go."
The young woman quickly turns to face her friend, flushed slightly, "Hey, I can make my own decisi-"
"And you -know- which choice you will make. You've always said you enjoy helping people. Well, heres your chance to really help correct their problems, instead of just making them forget about them for a while," Terrin interrupts again.
Glancing back to K'Nara, and quickly amongst the others, Aeralia finally nods consent, "Alright, I'll come, if you think I can help."
Aeralia listens more intently to the discussions going on, and Terrin returns to his motionless vigil in the corner.
Lian 6d4(4+2+1+4+3+4)=18 Thursday July 27th, 2006 3:25:43 PM
Lian smiles, hearing what Aeralia has decided. "Excellent." Says the monk absently, staring hazily at the bard.
The elf had to be ten times older than this young lady, but there was something about her.
He returns to his room, packs a box with his belongings that remain in the room (momentarily thumbs through his book of Domi's Teachings), slides his used Tome of Understanding in on top, labels his box: Lian's He removes his flute (tucking it into a pocket) and nails it shut and moves it to one corner of what is now a store room.
The monk goes out, picks a few berries and casts Goodberry from his tattoo three times. (18 berries) On his way through the refugee camp, heading back to the castle, he finds children and the elderly in which to give the berries to.
Lian finally decides to visit the stables and his oldest friend he has journeyed so far with. Merlot, his old white steed. His horse is quite old, 26 by last count, and he doesn't expect to find him in good health.
(Goodberry tattoo used three times)
Olana Thursday July 27th, 2006 7:55:23 PM
Olana's about to say something to needle Lian, seeing as he was staring at the girl with the ribboned ponytail so much, but her attention is caught by Milo. Leather and buckles. Her grin widens. "Welcome aboard," she says to Aeralia, and then walks off with Milo to get packed up and ready.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday July 27th, 2006 9:37:17 PM
Cori slips her own arm around the waist of Valdor as she laughs. "You are a great flatterer." She glances to the elves that have gathered and nods her head. "Do we work with them to use more than bows." Her free hand slips to tap the handle of her rapier to indicate her abilities as they are. "I would be willing to help out those that will rely on their speed over strength."
Thinking over his plan of action she nods her head again. "Then we will teleport the rest of the way after traveling a day or two." She leans in and gives Valdor a kiss on the cheek as she chuckles again. Maybe it will keep this new group guessing about the two of them. "What is your daughter to say about us." Her eyes twinkle with concealed mirth as she watches Valdor for reactions, plus watching the others as well.
Brother Bertram Thursday July 27th, 2006 10:24:17 PM
Bertram consigns himself to this with misgivings. He finds himself staring at his open hand alot, ..wondering.
OOC: Scott Thursday July 27th, 2006 10:25:02 PM
Hi folks.
Just started a new job in North Dallas. I'm the assistant producer for "Barney and Friends."
The hours are long: 7am to 6:30pm with a 50 minute commute both ways. (Thats 5:30am rise to 8:00pm arrival home, plus yards and clothes and dinner and pets)So until I learn to balance my life (guessing a week or two), I need to find someone to role-play Mordrid.
Steve, I'm asking a favor of you. Only you know the heart my character. I'm hoping that you'll play Mordrid for a bit. Can you do that for me?
(Of course I will)
Valdor Thursday July 27th, 2006 10:29:42 PM
Valdor actually turns a bright red, making his bright blue eyes stand out. He starts to say something, then seems at a loss for words for only the second time in his life...and the second time in as many days.
He finally mutters,"Yeah, um, we should see if they need some help. Of course, though I'm fair with a bow, Mordrid is the real expert. His only downfall would be possibly in lacking in patience with them. I could see him getting frustrated real quick. Dang it, why do you make me stutter so much?!"
He clams up and manages a weak smile. He makes sure his warhorse is ready and then just 'happens' to check on Cori's horse as well.
Brother Bertram Thursday July 27th, 2006 10:50:08 PM
Bertram with some trepidation reveals his entire dream to Nick, slowly at first then in a flood. He doesnt stop there and goes on to tell Nick his fears at leaving about where his duty lies. He feels strangely more at ease after venting even before Nick replies.
Milo Thursday July 27th, 2006 10:54:41 PM
Milo has a little hop in his step as he adjourns to the room he shares with Olana to armor up, and prepare for the trials to come. He is particularly happy as he takes the time as well to show Olana the full measure of his appreciation for her assistance.
Nick Thursday July 27th, 2006 11:41:31 PM
Nick listens solumnly to his fellow cleric, Bertram. "That mark on your hand is a fair weight to carry, my friend. I must admit I find Gargul... a puzzle, and an ominous one, with all that he represents. I mean that with the utmost respect, of course. "I suspect the dream was sent to you, in order to help you make a decision. It's a rare thing to have direct contact with your God. I remember the last time it happened to me - " Nick hesitates, then sighs. "I received a bit of a scolding. I died, you see, and in death I was apprehended by Ga'al." Nick looks a little uncomfortable. "I found myself having to make some tough decisions, and make them quickly. I felt I made the right decision at the time, but my own God, Alemi wished to know why I didn't ask him for help."
He shrugs. "The entire episode wasn't easy. It seems that no sooner can we handle whatever is thrust upon us - something else arrives to add to the burden." He gestures toward the big man sat on the flying carpet reading his books. "I'm sure Ve Mundr can attest to that, also. "As for your trepidation about this trip. I can well understand it. Those elves out there are vulnerable. And it's Domi's second nature to protect, just as it is with Alemi to heal. "Still, this prophecy we received had dire implications. The entire peninsula in the grip of two chromatic dragons? Not a pleasant thought...."
Gunther Thursday July 27th, 2006 11:52:32 PM
The big cat trainer humms a happy orcish tune about death and dismemberment as he packs his gear for the journey, as well as all the stuff he needs to take care of his kitty. He arrives out in the courtyard just before the party is supposed to leave...since he is not exactly sure how Thaeri will react to the Dragons.
DM Jan Friday July 28th, 2006 1:46:35 AM
The time arrives to depart, and leave behind that restful night spent in the Tower of Saryd. Time to check packs, saddle up, say goodbyes and hit the road.
The elves get into a three line formation, younger ones at the front, older ones at the back. Ne'thrin asks Falin who the other Talon leader will be. "Should we approach Talon K'Nara and ask her guidance?"
As Gunther and the panther appear, things are getting busy - elves, horses milling around, lots of scents. Plenty to make the big cat's ears twitch.
((OOC - players can you let me know who'll be on horseback, and who'll be on foot? The 42 elves will be on foot. Janelle - how will Gunther's 'kitty' travel?
I also need an idea of your marching order, and direction. Here's the link to the Ellenian peninsula map, for orientation purposes.
This next post will be our final on this board. Any problems getting onto the Platinums Board - send me an email and we'll figure it out. phyrbalxl5@aol.com))
Lian Friday July 28th, 2006 4:11:04 AM
The monk retrieves a few things out of his box from his former room and then saddles up... assuming Merlot is still up for the challenge. If not, he'll walk.
(retrieves everything from his box except his books and map case)
He fills his saddle bags.
Ve Mundr Friday July 28th, 2006 9:08:32 AM
Ve travels via on his carpet. He now wears his full helm and teh adamantine hammer glows white blue in his hand.
Falin Friday July 28th, 2006 9:18:25 AM
Falin thanks Ne'thrin for the suggestion and approaches K'Nara. "K'Nara," Falin says, "Unless I missed something the elves were told that they were to be led by two of the Talons who were elves. I think they believe me to be one of them, but I am not sure. I always seem to become incapacitated when we go into battle." This last bit he says with a bit of a smile across his face.
"Ne'thrin would like to know who the other Talon will be."
He then leans in and says to K'Nara, "If you feel I am not the right person to help lead these elves I will follow your orders mam, but I have never considered myself much of an asset to the Talons you are all better in combat than I have ever been and I would like to take this chance to prove myself."
Falin opts to travel by foot with the other elves. He will march along side of them and try to teach at the same time. Principles of firing can be taught on the fly and when they would stop for the evening they could practice.
Valdor/Mordrid Friday July 28th, 2006 11:18:53 AM
Valdor watches everyone getting ready. He and Mordrid have been ready and could be seen talking off to the side for a few minutes before everyone is ready. After everyone is assembled, Mordrid nods to Valdor and rides to the front. He starts the group toward the Tamed Lands, apparently heading toward the Red Hills. He scouts out ahead of the group, leaving Falin and K'Nara to lead the elves.
Valdor stays toward the back of the procession, wanting to be able to get a read on how well each person is handling the marching. Occasionally, he gallops up to the front to check the pace. He tells K'Nara,"I'm sure that these elves can handle a healthy pace, as they are from here and know the forest better than any. Keep pushing them to handle as quick of a pace as they can. Word will spread rapidly of our force and our enemies will know something is up. Not to mention Parnoth's spies will be able to get word to him quickly. We will travel this direction for today. We'll take a break as needed for those not able to handle the pace. If any are really hurting, we can share our horses. We'll stop about 3 hours before sundown and rest, then Mordrid and any other capable archer can work with the elves and practice tactics."
Corialote and Amarth Friday July 28th, 2006 12:18:56 PM
Cori laughs as Valdor moves away from her as her eyes continue to sparkle. She so loves to egg on the large warrior but another part of her is slightly smitten with him as well. "Different time...different place." She shakes her head as she returns to her true business for now. She has nothing to pack and her spells are ready for this day.
At the right time she saddles up and is soon moving with the rest of the group. She stays near Valdor as they travel so that she can be forwarned of trouble with any of the elves. What magics that she has could very well help those that seem to be failing to keep up with the pace set. In fact she lets Valdor know this as he is talking to this K'Nara so that they both know she is willing to help out. "I have spells that will make travel easier for those that need it...so let me know if anyone is falling behind as I can get them a mount." For her it is just another day outside and she feels strangely at peace for once...especially since that meeting with the thing in the pit.
Lian Friday July 28th, 2006 2:11:45 PM
Assuming that the horse is still in good health and no one having told him otherwise, the monk mounts and heads off with the large combat force.
'Two elven Talons were supposed to lead them? Not me thanks! Olana would be the next logical Talon for THAT job.' He thinks.
Glancing around, he sees newest member of the Talons. 'How will she do out there?' Thinking.
Lian looks around. 'Where is Gunther? Wonder if the panther is coming? Didn't see her in the vision but thats not saying much. She's stealthy, smart and will be an asset. Wonder when the Catacombs will deliver our stuff?' Still thinking.
His eyes drift back to Aeralia.
Ingrge / Dahlia Friday July 28th, 2006 2:18:26 PM
The next morning Ingrge rises before the , makes his spell preparations and is out front of the tower waiting for the others poking out over his shoulder you see his staves and his bow. There is something different about how he looks but you can't quite seem to be able to place just what it is.
******
Dahlia sleeps in a long as she can, waking in time for breakfast. When she gets to the table and sits next to Aeralia. So Aeralia, where to you hail from? Have you travelled with any of the gypsey troups? do you play any other instruments?
Gunther Friday July 28th, 2006 6:28:47 PM
The big cat trainer trails toward the back of the group. Thaeri would, of course, hang back in the woods, slinking along after the group, but it makes him feel better to be as close to her as possible. Gunther checks his pack, making sure that his stores of water aren't leaking. Then he touches the wreath of blue flowers on top of his head. Tonight...I'll be able to speak with her tonight! Gunther grins, thinking that if he has to be stuck with a group of elves, at least he can have a nice long conversation with his kitty! Before he heads out, Gunther lightly sprinkles some water on the flowers on his head. Can't let it dry out. He makes a mental note to water Thaeri's wreath tonight.
OOC: Jan, the kitty usually shadows the group, hanging in the shadows if she can.
Aeralia Friday July 28th, 2006 6:51:42 PM
Aeralia smiles lightly at Lian's encouragement, somewhat oblivious to the elven monk's stares. When Dahlia interrupts and starts in on the questions, Aeralia does what she can to provide answers.
"Oh, umm, I'm from Plateau City originally, I guess," she stammers, glancing towards Terrin. "Me and Terrin spent most of our childhood there, at least."
"And thats where you worked, most of the last few years," Terrin adds, joining the conversation seemlessly.
"Yeah, thats true," Aeralia agrees. "Umm instruments? I really don't know how to play any instruments. Guess I played the flute a few years back, but Terrin always said how horrible I was-"
"Thats very true," Terrin interjects fluidly.
"-so I gave it up. Still have one somewhere, I suppose, though," Aeralia finishes, her and Terring speaking almost completely syncrinized.
When it comes time to pack up and leave, Aeralia spends a bit of time sorting through her pack, which many recognize as a Haversack. She pulls out nearly half a dozen different scroll cases, and organizes dozens of different scrolls between them. She lays out about half a dozen different outfits, all similar to the dress and leggings she currently wears, but a variety of different bright and flashy colors. Carefully stowing a bit of more common adventuring gear, Aeralia comes across the flute she mentioned previosuly to Dahlia, and eyeing it for a few moments, tucks it away on a pouch on her belt instead of into her pack, with a small smile.
When fully packed up, the young woman slips a dagger in a sheath on her thigh under her skirt, hooks a wand to her belt on her hip, and slings one of the scroll cases over her shoulder, to hang at her side.
Terrin, meanwhile, makes no preperations what-so-ever, maintaining his vigil over Aeralia from the corner.
When the troupe sets out, Aeralia walks off to one side, out of peoples way, strolling on foot. Terrin takes up position beside the young trobadour, further out from the rest of the group, and from time to time they share a few whispers.
Olana Friday July 28th, 2006 9:02:16 PM
Wearing her armour, her cloak, her pale blonde hair tightly braided, the elf steps outside, ready to go, and takes a look around at everyone else after checking her weapons.
Not one to mince words these days, Olana marches straight up to Ve Mundr. "We saw you come in on horseback. Er...if you don't need it, can we borrow it? Me and Milo, that is?"
She's reckoning that if it can handle the Protector of Domi okay, then her and Milo shouldn't present the horse with a problem.
She's not worried if that isn't acceptable.
Bidding Farewell to the Tower (Again) - DM Donna d100=1 Friday July 28th, 2006 11:53:13 PM
The tall chestnut-maned woman smiled at Falin's offer.
"I can think of nobody better than yourself to help train up these volunteers." she told the sharpshooter. "Between yourself and Olana, I'm sure that they'll be crack troops in no time."
K'Nara agreed with Valdor's decision to march off towards the Tamed Lands...it should keep anyone trying to spy on them guessing.
"If you need a mount, Olana and Milo," K'Nara said to the couple, "You can have Poki...I will march along with our archers." The human blade singer went off to make sure that her backpack had everything in it that she may need, as well as tending to Lucia. By the time she joined the forming groups, Rainara was packing two large bundles onto the flanks of Poki.
"This should help ease your journey, mistress." the elder elf said.
"Thank you, Rainara." the leader of the Talons said, nodding her head.
Meanwhile, Caeryn was kissing her husband good-bye.
"Take care, shaelylaer." the half-drow bid her spouse. "I'll take care of our home, but you must take care of yourself." She touched his face tenderly.
"I'll make sure that Ingrge is looked after, moraes." K'Nara assured Caeryn. "Even if I have to kick his butt to do it." She grinned and winked at both of them, then went to join the marching archers of the Culverwood.
"All right, people..." she bellowed, "...let's get this show on the road, already..!"
For those who know Elven, Highlight to display spoiler: {shaelylaer means beloved, moraes means "sister".}
Milo Saturday July 29th, 2006 12:40:45 PM
Milo stands next to Olana, dressed in forest browns and greens, with the occasional glint of mithral from his armor showing through. His short hair seems touseled, and a glint in his liquid blue eyes says that his wit is on board. Even standing still, the halfling seems to be in constant motion, balancing ever so slightly on his toes as he moves, so as to never make an unnecessary sound.
Mordrid(SteveH) Saturday July 29th, 2006 1:00:29 PM
Mordrid, out away from everyone, is in his element. He rides fairly hard to get a lead on the group, before heading into the deeper trees. The ranger scouts the areas to both sides, a good ways in front of the approaching party. It wouldn't do for them to get ambushed by an unseen foe.
(Jan, if any checks need to be made, please do them as I don't have Mordrid's sheet.)
Ve Mundr Sunday July 30th, 2006 3:05:06 PM
The cleric of Domi nods greeting as Olana comes over. "The mount is yours. Ride well." Ve gives another nod "By your leave then." and commands the carpet to move off. As Valdor gallops by he calls out to him, "I am going to move above the column, about 80', just above tree line to get a lay of the land." With that the carpet accelerates and climbs.
Brother Bertram Sunday July 30th, 2006 8:32:10 PM
Bertram gets on his mount and rides beside Nick, carrying on thier conversation from earlier. It was interesting to get another perspective from a fellow cleric. Looking back at the tower and the people left in charge, Bertram begins to feel better. There were good people there. They knew what needed done. They could complete thier part, He just needed to complete his.
Lian's HPS d8=7 Sunday July 30th, 2006 9:16:03 PM
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As Lian is leaving with the group, he gives away several things to the people in the camp.
He gives away his last 5 rations, two torches, and a fishing net. Old items he wishes not to carry.
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday July 31st, 2006 12:19:00 AM
Dahlia gets her pony ready and rides up along side Aeralia. It is so nice to see other women as adventurers and the such. Do you mind if I irde with you for a while?
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Ingrge finds that moonshadow has be readied and brought around for him while he dallied over waking and breakfast. Now saying another goodbye to Caeryn, he finds himself finding reasons to not mount and join the others quite yet. With a final caress and kiss The dour elf mouths three words as he mounts. "I will return," and rides off to catch up with the others.
Olana d6=4 Monday July 31st, 2006 1:14:50 AM
((OOC - Hit points))
Details before Going - DM Donna Monday July 31st, 2006 1:36:53 AM
Rethus holds Poki for Lian. When the monk asks after Merlot, the elder elf smiles a bit apologetically.
"Too old." he assures Lian. "Can't go." However, K'Nara (as she is walking with the elven archers) asks the Hand of Domi to please ride Poki, as the horse is carrying Valdor's snack for the first rest stop.
Nick Monday July 31st, 2006 1:55:51 AM
Nick mounts up and will ride somewhere in the middle of the group. He's glad of Bertram's company. "So, what made you become a priest?" he asks Bertram once they're on the journey. "I have to admit, I didn't have much of a choice in the matter initially. My father gave me to the local Alemi temple when I was a boy, for schooling. He already had two sons to help him run the estate." He shrugs. "it proved to be the best course. I've had no regrets."
DM Jan Monday July 31st, 2006 1:58:08 AM
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