Valdor Wednesday June 28th, 2006 10:48:20 AM
Valdor looks at Dahlia and asks,"When you saw that silver in the vision, I didn't. You said it was small. Was it possibly Shenlong's size? Or was she much bigger? Any distiguishing characteristics to the silver that you saw?"
Valdor seems annoyed. He thinks to himself,'She wallows in self pity, then gets indignant when I try to pull her out of it. Oh well, she is a dragon and they think a little different than we do. If I got her mad enough, maybe she'll get over her fears...'
He mentions to Nick,"I don't think that orcs on horseback is our goal, but the banner he carried sure ly is."
Lastly, he turns to Sturdevant and asks,"As old and powerful as she is, Why is she really so unnerved by all of this? And why are you?You two should be a match against any two dragons on the Wold, I would think."
Ve Mundr Wednesday June 28th, 2006 4:35:26 PM
Ve listens Shenlong Zhi and dares to add his thoughts, "I respectively submit that a support mechanism can exist without knowing it. A dragon of such power that has completely gone unnoticed until now might be capable of decieving another. And so could receive support from a good dragon with the dragon knowing.
The dragons then depart and Ve nods towards Father Nick, "My preference is not entirely important Nicholas. As such, The Temple of Light would an honor to pray within." the cleric's jaw clenches for a moment and he says nothing further. With a half bow he motions for Father Nick to lead the way.
Dahlia d20+12=30 d20+30=43 d20+3=18 Wednesday June 28th, 2006 5:48:15 PM
As Valdor shootsquestions at her about what she saw in the vision she replays it in her mind tryiung to slow things down and visualize anything remarkable about the silver dragon she saw.
Decipher script dc 30 Spot dc 43 Concentration DC 18
Corialote and Amarth d20+34=37 d20+34=49 d20+24=40 Wednesday June 28th, 2006 11:58:38 PM
Cori has since slipped out and has found herself back at the Guild. She moves inside after taking her Star Mage Guild seal out and lets the medallion hand loose around her next. She heads for the library and stops near one of the assistants. "I need information of any kind about a banner." Closing her eyes she concentrates upon the image of the banner and uses a simple spell...as she passes one hand over the other a replica of the banner appears. Even though it is rather rough she figures it should be good enough to give an idea of what is being looked for. "Anything that can be found to deal with this...I need it as soon as possible." Then she begins to search her own memory for something even really small. She has been through this library many times as an apprentice herself and she knows it rather well.
Later she will retire to her real home in the city and seek out the rose gardens. This is the place that she feels the most alive and she settles upon the ground as she goes over the spell she is about to cast. She lays out a small map of the Wold upon the ground before her and then prepares the spell needed. Upon completion she lets the last words of power slip from her lips and the magical arrow to skim across the map.
[knowledge(history) 37, (local) 49, (royalty) 40] [discern location - on the banner and the orc if possible]
Nick Thursday June 29th, 2006 12:13:35 AM
Nick nods at Valdor. "I'll see what I can see, and let us hope that both Alemi and Domi are forthcoming on the subject of this evening. By your leave then, both Ve and myself will head across the river for the Cathedral? Do we reconvene back at the castle?"
Assuming Valdor gives the okay, Nick bows to Sturtavent. "My thanks for your gracious hospitality this evening, Mayor, and we will do our utmost to get to the bottom of these mysteries."
Walking along the embankment next to the river, in order to reach the bridge that will take them to the Alemi temple, Nick asks Ve - "So, what did you think about all that?"
DM Jan Thursday June 29th, 2006 1:41:20 AM
"It isn't the dragons that have her nervous," Sturtavent answers Valdor, "it's the Gods. I suspect that she feels that a dragon war here - no matter how small, may very well reawaken their interest and bring down their wrath. I'm afraid that after the nasty incident at Dragon Bay, she has a rather dim view of our various deities. Some would probably call it blasphemy." He shrugs "I happen to think that her advice is not completely the rantings of an old lady. I think we would be wise to take her warnings of treading carefully, seriously." "The Wold changes, Valdor, at a frightening pace, and ah - listen to me." He breaks into a grin. "Give me your council, Dragonstone - how do we approach this? And what of this other dragon, mentioned by Dahlia and the Domi Protector? Does this mean we have three dragons to worry about?"
Dahlia's introspection raises slight feelings of nausea, but in the midst of it, her recollection of the silver dragon brings forth the following - a much smaller size than that of the black dragon - actual size? or seen from a distance? - the scales seemed smooth and pale, suggesting youth.
Outside the castle, Cori, Nick and Ve become aware of the retreating fog as they move toward their various destinations, and in minutes, the sky is clear, the air dry, and lights from across the river dance on the water.
At the Star Tower, the library assistant chews his bottom lip while looking at the image of the banner. "Hmmm....weelllll... not something I've seen before. A simple design, however, and these tend to be the oldest on record, so I would hazard a guess at this being either ancient - OR - belonging to someone with a distinct lack of pretention. If you check the heraldry records you can see how generations have tried to outdo their ancestors, with every frill, whistle and bell added to their colours."
In a far corner of the library, next to "Land Rights" "Realm Boundary Changes after the Cataclysm" and other such fascinating tomes - there are 7 large volumes on heraldry that proclaim that they record every single banner, crest and coat of arms in the known Wold. The banner design isn't in any of the books, and it will be morning by the time Cori discovers this. When she finally settles in her rose garden, her discern location spell draws her in, taking up all her attention. (Spell result pending. Trying to keep you guys on the same time line, lol)
Ve Mundr Thursday June 29th, 2006 4:30:21 PM
Ve follows Father Nicholas out and then takes pace to walk beside him. Soon enough outside and then under a clearing night sky as the Silver dragon and the magical concealing fog and clouds depart. "What do I make of it all?"
Ve walks a few more feet in silence collecting his thoughts before answering. "My dear friend, my take is that the dragons are scared to do anything directly because of the great disease. At least the ones with concern for life and the well being of thier fellows. Which would be a handsome benefit were you an eveil dragon or evil being in general with grand designs against them. You could be moving at them one at a time, step by step and could accurately count on a solitary defense. To not risk the god's intervention they subject themselves to slow extermination."
Ve walks on for a bit, "Yes Marteus and Gargul carried out magnificant and effective plan against the forces of good. It now stands even more upon us and..." he stops again and his face purses and his brow furrows. Ve then seems to push on with the thought, "and that is more the reason why we can not sit back whistling while evil gathers itself to its utmost before thinking of the bother to strike it down. If the graveyard was overflowing with vampires we would not wait for all the villagers to die before eradicating them for fear something taking thier place. We simply would." Ve looks Nicholas hard in the face, making sure his fellow cleric understood precisely where Ve's moral compass pointed him.
Dahlia Thursday June 29th, 2006 5:13:35 PM
an uncontrolable shiver runs down The halflings back as she struggles to remember details of what she saw.
Valodr I don't believe it is Shen, unless this vision was showing the past. The silver I saw was either quite a bit smaller than the black or it was in the distance, but It also seemed to be quite young.
Also it might be a coincidence but the other night while I was out an old hag threw some bones for me and I had another vision of a dragon that night as well. It started out with the "pit" and then there was water. Deep water. Dark skin and long white hair, submerged and caught in a dragon's jaws. Death, and the glimmer of a communication ring.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday June 29th, 2006 10:49:26 PM
Cori cannot believe her luck to find nothing at all in the library, but then again the banner maybe new heraldry. She paces through her house at a fair clip and moves to the garden. "See if spells tell me anything else." She peeks out of the side of her left eye at Amarth. "What do you think my friend?" She is not sure if the raven will have anything to add but she asked anyways. The raven shrugs his wings, a habit he picked up from his Mistress, and yawns. "The library is the completest that I know of Mistress...I do hate dead ends though." He flexes his wings as he takes off and soars the little ways to one of the many rose bushes. Settling in he waits and watches his Mistress for signs of trouble.
Deciding to concentrate on the banner first she lays out a map upon the ground before her. Words spill from her mouth as she breathes in the fragrances of her garden. They serve to calm her and focus her mind. With the intonation of the last words of power, she plays her hands over the the map and watches as the magic takes hold. All of her focus and concentration is on the map as she waits for something to happen...even if it is nothing at all.
Once done with that she takes a few minutes of rest and sips a little water as she prepares herself for the next round of spell casting. Her tummy growls but she pushes that to the back of her thoughts. No I have other things to take care of first...food can wait. Then she is trying to locate the half-orc, which is truely harder than a banner.
[discern location - on the banner and the orc if possible]
Gave me a chance to make another post for my spell...not a problem really. :)
~~Jan~~ Thanks Jim! :)
Valdor Friday June 30th, 2006 12:50:48 AM
Valdor nods to Nick and smiles. He says,"Don't work yourself too hard, Nick. Your body seems to have aged, and things that you could previously do easily, may not be so simple now."
He turns to Sturdevant and says,"My council? I would just as soon go find the orc, determine its role in this, kill it, if necessary. Go kill Parnoth while he thinks we're still on his side. Then search out this black dragon and kill him. Of course, that sounds really simple, and I really have no desire to just go kill someone or something.
But, we need to find out about this black dragon. If it's bigger than you, and has something to do with the pit, it will be nigh impossible to slay. That pit creature also was involved with Woldsblood, in some manner, I believe. If so, this new dragon may well be beyond us.
I doubt the gods will get involved again with dragon affairs for a long time. They probably felt threatened since there were so many. They probably felt as though, if all dragons ever could come together for one purpose, and that purpose was against the Gods, then they would have had a real battle on their hands. Now that so many are dead, and Gargul and Marteaus aren't able to hide behind a war, I doubt seriously that they would get involved.
I think a visit Gareth and Onrad is in order."
Nick Friday June 30th, 2006 2:03:02 AM
"That's an interesting thought, about the dragons," says Nick as they approach the bridge. "Sturtavent and Shenlong hold back, while their chromatic counterparts carry on regardless - consciously or unconsciously. Either way, as you say, they have the advantage. I have to admit, when I saw Parnoth in that reading, my immediate thought was that he wouldn't dare to rise up against Sturtavent, but then you have to wonder - what would it take to embolden him? He's a sly one for sure. "As for taking a stand against evil," he sighs, lowering his shoulders, "I've been praying for guidance about that a lot, lately. It used to be all so straight forward and simple, and now... every day is laced with ambiguity. Take this last few days - Parnoth as an ally, and Korrig? I suspect the Wold would have been better off if we had let Dahlia strangle him, then and there, in Osto. And then if I start thinking of the consequences of various actions... I tell you, Ve - I'm profoundly thankful that I can get down on my knees and pray to Alemi. "At the end of the day, our Gods give us their powers to use for good, and there will be times when we must strike hard, and strike true. Otherwise, what use are we?"
He pulls his cloak a little tighter, feeling the chill in the air, more than he used to. At the Cathedral of Light, he'll introduce, and re-introduce the Protector, and make sure he's given somewhere peaceful to pray and cast his divinations. "So, my friend - how shall we do this. Do we split the questions - present Domi with the black dragon and the orc, and Alemi the Floating City and the silver dragon? Now what have I missed?"
DM Jan Friday June 30th, 2006 2:10:00 AM
"I'm sure you're right about the Gods," Sturtavent says to Valdor, Mordrid and Dahlia. "It's hard for me to think objectively on that subject. Even harder for Shenlong Zhi. I suspect she feels more than most. So, I'm all for a bit of action. I think I'll go and see what our friend Korrig knows. " At this point, Valdora has wandered over to the window and is looking out over the city which is now completely visible.
Father Nicholas's stature within the Alemi cleric community is such that both he and Ve Mundr are given everything they need, straight away, no questions asked.
At some point in the hours further ahead, in a sea of deep concentration, both Amarth and Cori reach a similar conclusion. For Amarth, it is the shape of the mountain on the banner, and involves a flight, up and out of the lush, wayward Blackbird Forest, east across the Peasblossom River, and over bleak, high ground. The mountian looms malevolently. There is death here - food for a carrion eater, plenty of bones to pick at, although all seems quiet these days, and on Mount Bone's lower slopes, narrow fingers of vegetation - grass, weeds - are beginning to grow. As for Cori, her mind begins to focus on a particular point, below Parnoth's Emerald Kingdom, above and to the east of the renegade Dirt City, east of Mount Bone, in countryside shunned by travelers throughout the entire peninsula. The barrens of Izen.
Ve Mundr Friday June 30th, 2006 5:59:36 PM
Ve listens to Nicholas and finds himself nodding, "Personally I felt the entire Parnoth issue a mistake. I do understand the immediate benefit. His death releases the hordes of creatures, but I also find myself weighing that immediate devastation with the longer ranged devastation that Parnoth can inflict by surviving." He gives a waned smile, "A debate I do not like to have with myself, I find I always lose. Yes i find I too am profoundly thankful in the same way."
Ve is polite to every acolyte and cleric he meets and soon enough they have what they need. Ve moves about the room they are in and starts making small adjustments to the little things. He closes his eyes and inhales deeply as if breathing in the room itself. Shortly his eyes slowly open and he addresses father Nick. "Nicholas, I was inclined to think we pursue the same information, each asking essentially the same questions. Hearing your split though, I find my mind changed."
Ve purses his lips in though and rolls up on the toes of his feet. "Let's see, black dragon and Parnoth seeking a joint dominion over the Gold. Supporting the Black is a young silver dragon, likely being duped. On the fringe about this main struggle is us, the orc rider with a Banner, in Izen I believe the mayor said, and the Floating City."
"So yes I will ask on the black dragon, the orc, the banner and Parnoth. You take us the Floating City, the Mayor and the silver."
Ve will then find a small spot facing the wall, unroll is magic Carpet with teh great High Woldian symbol of Domi on it and kneel. Moving through the more ritualistic prayers, Ve begins stripping arms and armo at various and obviously predefined points within those prayers. Settling his mind, body and spirit to create as open and peaceful channel as he can with Domi.
Corialote and Amarth Friday June 30th, 2006 11:16:51 PM
Cori looks to Amarth as the spells are cast and then shakes her head. "We are in agreement then my friend...the barrens of Izen and Mount Bone." Closing her eyes she thinks back on what she saw and what she experienced during her spell. "We will have to check the library again for information on Mount Bone...I believe that the others will be knowledgable enough about Izen and the barrens. But the real question would be...does the orc emminate from the barrens and the banner from something in Mount Bone or the other way around?" Slowly standing and trying to get the stiffness out of her legs she shakes herself.
Amarth flies from his perch to land lightly upon her left shoulder. "We will go to our new home and see the other Dragons." With a little bit of a heaviness to her steps she slips out of her house and moves to her newest home. Knocking lightly on the door she will wait for someone to come and answer the door...she needs to inquire about who is around anyways.
Valdor Sunday July 2nd, 2006 2:51:11 PM
After the dinner and visit, Valdor, a little stressed, takes his daughter's arm and heads back to the castle. He makes sure everyone who is left doesn't get left behind. He tells his daughter, I will have to make a quick visit to Floating City in the morning. You are most welcome to visit the town and go shopping. I will send the twins, or at least one of them, with you. You must stay where they can watch over you. After you know the town and have a bit more skill woth a weapon, I won't be nervous about you going out by yourself. However, there will be those who will find out you are my daughter and think they can get a big ransom by kidnapping you. We don't need to go through that again, eh? Please don't run off and leave them."
Once they get back, he heads to the kitchen and gets a large mug of ale and just sits in the war room, looking at the map of the Wold that's on the wall, trying to remind himself of the layout of the Mount Bone area, from before and after the war.
When he hears the knock at the door, he goes to answer it, waving the hired help away to let them continue their jobs. When he sees Cori, he says,"My dear, this is also your home now. You needn't knock as though you are a visitor. Also, though I fear it's not much, I know you like gardens and have an area out back that's been cleared for you. Tell any of the hired hands what tools or seeds, or fertilizers, or whatever you need, and you can begin a garden here. Whatever you require will be yours. I hope this makes you feel better about staying here...and know that you are not alone here, unless you wish to be.
I haven't really thanked you all for helping me find and return my daughter, but...(he coughs lightly, as though trying not to get choked up)...I really do appreciate it. She means everything to me."
Even though he knows Cori to be a bit distant, he gives her a big hug and kisses her forehead. He sets her down and then heads back to the warroom. As he's entering the room she hears faintly,"Dang she has nice abs."
Dahlia Monday July 3rd, 2006 8:29:46 AM
Once back at the castle, Dahlia quietly approaches Nicholas.
"Nick, I am worried about you and what effects that thing had on you. Have you checked to see if there was a curse or something cast on you that you need to have removed? Maybe you should go to the temple and have them check you over?" I would hate to lose you after we have returned safely."
Nick Monday July 3rd, 2006 2:16:26 PM
Nick nods in agreement with Ve Mundr, and while the other prepares, he lights sticks of incense, and sets alight two bowls of herbs - one for health (Alemi), one for strength (Domi), then settles down in his own corner and begins to meditate.
He'll cast three divinations, laying out what they have been given from the dragon's prophecy, and then ask for greater insight into Sturtavent's, the Floating City's, and the silver dragon's influence on what will come to pass.
Conversation with Dahlia pending for when he gets back to the castle.
DM Jan Monday July 3rd, 2006 8:49:02 PM
Dawn, the following morning -
The Mayor's castle - Korrig retches one more time, and then pauses in an attempt to get his breath back. Gods, hopefully that was the last of it. He's on his hands and knees and is wringing with sweat, after a night trying to stubbornly fend off Sturtavent's enchantment spells. The scaly headed creep didn't even come into the room. Didn't have to.
Slowly, the assassin gets to his feet and reaches for a two-thirds empty pitcher of water. Exhausted, he swallows, and replaces the pitcher on the table with much deliberation. Don't spill it. That's your last till the midday bell. Another two steps and he collapses onto his cot, his legs and arms curled, almost fetally, his breath short. What did I tell him? What did I manage to keep back? Ah, may Gargul tear you asunder, you mangy lizard. He finds himself coughing out a laugh that burns his raw throat. Pity my head's still scrambled, you giant oaf. I'll be surprized if you got any sense out of me In the relative gloom of the cell, his eyes focus on the table by the wall, stacked with scribbled on pieces of parchment; memory fragments, all written down. All he had to do was put them in the right order. When I get my mind back you'll all pay for this. He tries to get some rest, but that rest is a long time coming.
Gold Dragon Castle - Dawn light edges over the battlements and in through slits between the curtains in the war room. The empty pitcher of ale has been quietly replaced by water, and Valdor may have noted at some point in the very early morning, while it was still dark, that the castle staff had awakened and quietly begun their daily duties. By the time Cori arrives, the kitchen cockerel is at full throttle, calling out his noisy dawn chorus, and the smell of breakfast is beginning to curl up the stairs toward Mordrid's, Dahlia's and Valdora's rooms.
Izen remains in the Dragonstone's mind - bordered by Aisildur and the Peaseblossom river in the west (Sirrius had mentioned a horsebreeder on the banks of the Peaseblossom), and the beginnings of the Ellenian Plateaus in the east. Directly north was Parnoth's kingdom and above that - Culverwood, and to the south - the sea. The only city - Dirt City on the southern coast, with Mount Bone to the distant north west of it. As for the rest - a fairly inhospitable landscape that would be hard to scratch a living off. Before the YOA, this land had been Marteaus's territory, and evil creatures of all kinds had roamed within its boundaries. In recent times Valdor had cause to go into this land twice. For the battle on the outskirts of Dirt City, against foul creatures and bells that brought death when they tolled, and to rescue Parnoth from the evil necromancers that lived in Mount Bone itself. There were probably other memories, more long-term, also. Of course now Marteaus was gone - fully ascended to Godhood, which perhaps left the question as to what had become of all his evil minions. Many of them had died in the YOA, but still...
In amongst all this are his daughter's pleas, the ones jumbled in with all her questions about what had happened this last evening - like please Daddy she didn't really want to go shopping - what she really wanted to do was to have the twins teach her to fight - fight with a sword, or two swords, and maybe some knives, and then perhaps she could get some crossbow lessons from Dahlia. The girl had been on a high adrenalin rush as she ascended the stairs to bed and it was doubtful that she would get any sleep.
Cathedral of Light - In the corridor outside the divination room, traffic has been unusually high throughout the night, as curious clerics, acolytes and members of staff have wandered past, occasionally gathering in small groups, whispering at what could be going on as the powerful auras of both Alemi and Domi had drifted underneath the closed door, borne on tendrils of incense smoke.
Cocks crowing and the smells of breakfast are not unique to Gold Dragon Castle, and both clerics are greeted with those two sensations as they finish a long night of divinations and exit the room. Neither will have had much chance to sleep. With his current handicap of age, Father Nicholas in particular will feel very tired. And the results of the divinations?
(Daniel, did you want to ask anything in particular that isn't answered below? Let me know and I'll add it on in the next post.)
Black Dragon - the blood of a dark elf is on his claws. He divides and conquers.
Orc and banner - anger at what has been stolen, the Dragonstone of nothing.
Parnoth - will follow, not lead.
Sturtavent - will crumble under both, but not one, and an attack would not be direct.
Silver dragon - can do nothing, but sees everything.
Floating City - a prize to be ruled over.
Corialote and Amarth Monday July 3rd, 2006 10:58:34 PM
Cori is surprised to find that it is Valdor that answers the door. She looks rather sheepish as he comments and then bodily picks her up. She lets her own lips brush his cheek as she puts him dowm. "I will see to the garden as soon as I have a few free moments." She catches the smell of breakfast in the air and she cannot help but feel the growing hunger. "I am off to get something to eat and then I will brief you on what I have found out...none of it good I asure you." With that she will retire to the dining hall to get some breakfast. Catching a kitchen staff member she puts in an order for a dozen pancakes, two dozen sausages, two dozen strips of bacon, eight eggs, a pitcher of orange juice and at least two dozen donuts.
Amarth perched on her shoulder is more than ready to have a couple of donuts himself. He is also hungry as the magic takes it out of him as well.
Valdor Tuesday July 4th, 2006 2:18:16 AM
Valdor chuckles at his daughter and replies,"Know doubt you are my daughter, eh? Listen, there is a time and a place for everything. However, I did not learn how to use these weapons in one day, week, or even year. It took time. You must live and have some fun, else your world will be empty. Also, as we witnessed when we practiced, you must learn control before all else. Skill with a blade or bow is easy. You will master that quickly. However, learning to live and enjoy life and having control over yourself and emotions is more important. I almost lost all control when they took you. Had you been killed, I would not be here now and would be a monster myself. Never have I allowed myself to do such and will not again...even if it costs me my life. That is not the person I am, nor what I want people to remember of me when I am gone one day. You may practice with one of them at a time, the other is to make sure neither of you gets harmed in the heat of battle. But, you must get out and see the city. I insist on this."
He heads into breakfast as Cori orders and adds,"I'll take a bunch of bacon, fruits, and juice." He eats in silence and seems to be in deep thought. After he eats, He heads to his workout room, where he finds comfort in solitude. He strips down to just pants and begins his workouts. He isn't as fierce as before, and he is glad of that. No anger, just practice.
When he finishes, he sits crosslegged in the room and breathes slowly and deeply. 'Control', he thinks to himself...'it's all about control.' Over and over he repeats this to himself. Finally, he utters a prayer,"Caeroldra, Domi, Alemi, Gargul, whichever...I know you didn't answer directly, and that is fine. All I know is that when I needed my sword to strike true, it did. I thank you for that. And thank you for my family all getting out safely, and I do mean all my family. I have been blessed with many things and am grateful. You will always have a voice of support from this mortal, not that it is important to you, but it is to me."
He sits for a long time, stretching his muscles and thinking. He waits for Nick and Ve to get back before going to clean up, figuring they'll need some rest and food before a big meeting.
Mordrid Tuesday July 4th, 2006 1:38:44 PM
Mordrid steps out into the courtyard where Valdor performs his morning ritual. With hands behind his back he circles the perimeter of the courtyard, looking skyward, for answers and peace. 'Two Cataclisms. What next? Would there be a time for peace on earth. Perhaps it was not time to lay down the sword. Perhaps it was a time to renew his fury. Two strike down all foes at extreme pace, so that we may all return to normalcy.'
The ranger is comforted by Valdor's nearness, and the clang of his swords. Hearing a new comotion inside, he assumes the others must be arriving with information, so he leaves the courtyard and makes his way to the war room. Stepping up to the large map on the wall, he places a finger on the Peablossom River and traces it downward to the sea. 'The only place in the Wold where a horse of the likes of the orc's could be found.' This he knew. 'Ask the horse merchants if they have seen this new heraldry.'
Nick Wednesday July 5th, 2006 2:46:05 AM
Nick emerges from his meditation slowly. His legs feel stiff, and he has to rise carefully with one hand against the wall for balance. He says nothing of it, hoping to brush it off. He'll probably be okay after a few stretches anyway, and maybe some rest, and a light breakfast.
Assuming Ve has completed his divinations at a similar point in time - "I suppose we'd better get back to Gold Dragon castle? I'm betting the others will be eager to know what we've been able to discover." He'll go and have a quick word with whoever was on hand last night to offer the cathedral's hospitality and tell them thanks.
Back at GDC, he squeezes Dahlia's hand, hoping that his own aren't shaking too much. "I'll be fine," he tells her with a smile. "Sitting up all night praying can take it's toll. breakfast and some sleep and I'll be right as rain."
He tells the others the result of his divinations on Sturtavent, the silver dragon, and the Float:
Sturtavent - will crumble under both, but not one, and an attack would not be direct. Silver dragon - can do nothing, but sees everything. Floating City - a prize to be ruled over.
DM Jan Wednesday July 5th, 2006 3:11:21 PM
The Gold Dragon castle kitchen responds in it's usual manner when faced with the hungry appetites of adventurers, and a balanced chaos of yelled threats and much dashing about in the kitchen itself, transforms into hot, tasty dishes and drinks, served smoothly and with no fuss in the dining room.
Outside, Plateau City gets into gear. It will be another typical, busy day, just like all the rest, and while the Platinum Dragons plan their next move, two of the kitchen hands plan a complicated but harmless prank on chef, who has been screaming at them all morning; Valdora sits in her room next to a half-eaten bowl of cereal, and is in the midst of scribbling a list, while the twins wait outside her door. Over at the Mayor's castle, Sturtavent is sat at his desk, also writing with an elaborately decorated quill pen; many feet below him, Korrig sleeps fitfully.
Ve Mundr Wednesday July 5th, 2006 3:29:00 PM
Hours slip by and Ve prays. He touches off several spells of Divination on the apparent evil forces that will soon be alinging against him and the forces of Good. Visions come, the welcomed whispers of DOmi and his forces. Ve has always preferred the touches of the divinations that the onslaught that came with a true Commune. There was also something more satisfying to him that through assistance he was able to determine the course and strike. rather than simply be told or have his suspisions confirmed. The night slips by and soon enough dawn arrives. Ve's eyes snap open and he immediately takes in the room and his surroundings again. Almost as if he forgot where he was. Standing, tendons pop and crackle as they are forced to activity and Ve looks over at Nicholas, concern across his face. Quickly he tries to hide it with a small smile as he gathers his stripped gear and gets dressed.
Accompanying Nick to the Castle proper, Ve thnaks heartily the first to present food of any kind to him. Ve won't stand to much on ceremony and after a small well practiced prayer of thanks, he digs in.
Ve too, relays what he knows, Black Dragon - the blood of a dark elf is on his claws. He divides and conquers.
Orc and banner - anger at what has been stolen, the Dragonstone of nothing.
Parnoth - will follow, not lead.
"At the moment I have no insight to deliver, perhaps after some rest.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday July 5th, 2006 11:02:23 PM
Cori is attacking a rather large group of food that has been settled in front of her. Her slim frame and well muscled body leads you to wonder how she can stay this slim and trim but eat like an ogre. As she stuffs the last sausage before her into her mouth and chews it up she looks up at Ve and Nick as the enter. "A good morning I hope and better news than mine." She cuts off a piece of pancake and eats it slowly as she looks to Valdor and the others. "As others maybe able to tell you...we are looking at the barrens of Izen and Mount Bone...that seems to be the location of the half-orc and the banner." Cutting it up she eats the last of the pancake and three strips of bacon. With the food out of the way she settles back into her chair and sips on her juice.
Amarth busily eats the extras that Cori has put before him. He just listens, but his intelligent eyes rove the table as he takes in moods. All of this translated and sent onto his Mistress without her having to pay a lot of attention to anything else.
Dahlia Thursday July 6th, 2006 8:46:41 AM
Listens to Nicholas and then shakes her head.
"Nick, You are to go get yourself checked out at the temple. You are too special to me, umm, us for you to be hard headed about this. I expect we will be seeing more of that thing whatever it was and we need you to be in top shape. I will go to Valdor with this if necessary."
Uncharacteristically, Dahlia only nibbles at her food, eating just enough simple foods to keep her energy up but nothing more. When not watching or helping with Valdora or talking with Nick and the others, Dahlia spens her time looking for news of some of her old gypsy friends.
Valdor Thursday July 6th, 2006 10:17:04 AM
Hearing the reports, Valdor says,"How could an attack against Sturdevant cause him to crumble if it's not direct? Maybe an assassin? Korrig, maybe. Nah, Korrig wouldn't stand a chance against him. The orc is angry? Oh well, I wonder what he thinks was stolen. The black dragon may be more than just a black dragon. It could be a spawn of that thing Parnoth covered up, or a drow-lich in dragon form, or anything really. My thinking is to find out what we can about it. We don't need a direct confrontation, just a spying mission, maybe. We should be prepared for a fight, if we have to. I think we start with the orc...or, more likely, orcs and what his role is in this. He's the least likely to cause any stir if he were taken out. Of course, that might not be what needs to happen with him. We need to find out his purpose and role in this first. He and maybe a tribe or even army of orcs may serve this black dragon we will be hunting for. Any thoughts?"
Nick Thursday July 6th, 2006 2:04:40 PM
Keeping his voice low, Nick answers Dahlia's question. "I did get checked out at the temple. It's part of my life that's been taken, and there is nothing that can be done. I try and ignore it, because that appears to be the only way I can deal with it." He shrugs and smiles. "Who knows, I might still live to be a hundred and twenty, but Alemi only knows what I'll look like." Becoming serious once more, "But Dahlia, if it was capable of doing that to me, what about you? Do you feel anything different?"
During the discussion about the prophecies with the others, he clears his throat. "I'm going to stick my neck out and say that the black dragon we're dealing with, is the same one that killed Addenein. I can't remember it's name, but Addenein is a dark elf, one of the Storm dragons, and they went after a beast like that a while ago. I remember talking to Gareth about it during one of our joint exercises. The creature is fairly near the top of his hit list, I think. "As for an indirect attack, what if there was a move to undermine Sturtavent's authority here, rather than a direct confrontation? There are fights, and there are fights. As for this orc, I have no idea and it intrigues the heck out of me..." He runs out of steam and leans back in his chair. " Forgive me, but I need to get some sleep before I do another thing. But I'll be fine. Don't go anywhere dangerous without me."
He sets off upstairs for some sleep, but before he does so, he has a quiet word with the Dragonstone. "Are we able to give Ve a communication device? We don't want anyone getting lost." He knows the earpiece is a ceremonial thing, but in all probability, it would be dangerous not to have one.
DM Jan Friday July 7th, 2006 12:46:34 AM
Father Nicholas heads off for some rest, while the others talk over the task ahead.
One route emerging - the orc with the banner, and a possible starting point - the horse breeder alongside the Peaseblossom River.
Dahlia gets wind of a gypsy troupe performing at the Red Wyrm Inn around the corner in Adventurer's Square.
Mid morning, a letter arrives from Sturtavent -
I 'discussed' the problem with our prisoner. The man's head is in total disarray, but he knows something about an 'Iron Fist' - just fragments - curiosity, annoyance, and missing men. That's all I could find.
Sturtavent (signed with a big draconic swirl) ps. So, do I still behead a madman?
Ve Mundr Friday July 7th, 2006 12:47:50 PM
Ve paces about the room as ideas are bantered to and fro. "There is certainly more than 1 way to topple a power posistion. I agree that the dragon well may be working through agents to undermine authority. He could be moving his people into key positions, shifting more loyal men to the outskirts and such. To conquer a kingdom you do not need to kill the king."
Ve continues to move about as he thinks. "A thought Valdor. The orc is a Dragonstone of Nothing. What are you the Dragonstone of? It seems a direct relation. Tell me, why are you the Dragonstone?"
Overhearing Nicholas and Dahlia puts a darker thought into his head. The call of power, absolute power. Yes they had all been touched in some ways and given the approaching storm, it would be wise to know those ways to anticipate the potential results of distracted conflict or reintroduction to the same thing. The thought gave the Protector pause.
His eyes scan the letter quickly, again he thought of the possibility of Korrig converting and atoning. "Looks like Korrig has hear of our Iron Fist and lost a few people looking into it himself."
Valdor Saturday July 8th, 2006 1:17:39 AM
Valdor listens to Ve and thinks for a minute. He finally responds and says,"Queen Maab bestowed the honor and burden upon me before the YOA war. I can address all ggod beings in the entire Wold with this amulet."
He reaches under his shirt and pulls it out. He then continues,"And it gives me the ability to summon the entire Dragon Consortium. I reside over such a meeting. There are many other things it does. I am only the third being in the Wold to have such an honor she told me. She was the second.
He looks down at his feet and whispers softly,"Alemi was the first, when he was mortal. I am not worthy of such a responsibility, and my actions since you have been with us have not been that of any decent leader. I ask your patience before judging my character. I was...not myself over the past few days. And I thank you for helping me get my daughter back safely."
He clears his throat uncomfortably and then says,"You may be right, but the orc might also be angry over our defeat of so many of his brethren and the destruction of much of their army. If this is the same black dragon that the Storm Dragons fought, then we should consult with them. I will go while you spellcasters rest up. For this part of our journey, I would guess stealth and even disguise would be useful. Not to mention the ability to communicate with others who don't speak our language."
Dahlia Saturday July 8th, 2006 9:25:44 AM
Listening to Wwjat Nick is saying Dahlia shakes her head and then answers. I have not felt anything unusual since leaving the pit, though twice now I have felt that same fear and seen the shadow in these last two readings.
Later that evening Dahlia heads out to find her gypseys and try for another reading and more information.
Ve Mundr Saturday July 8th, 2006 1:04:07 PM
With a small smile, "I only meant to see if a Plain description of the Dragonstone could shead light on why my divination felt it important to include that the orc is the Dragonstone of nothing. Though perhaps the reason behind it is as you surmised earlier. The orc is unimportant. his representation in the cards were to indicate the region and banner under which other forces are marshalling. We now know Mt Bone and Izen to be those."
Ve looks compassionately at Valdor then, "I have not judged your character save that to think before me is a man who is a deeply devoted father and loves his daughter more so than his own life and eternal soul. That is behind us now and as always a new fight presents itself."
As Valdor speaks of leaving and disguise, Ve nods his agreement and by the others leave, he heads to the room he has been using.
Corialote and Amarth Saturday July 8th, 2006 9:47:48 PM
Cori nods in understanding as the group begins to talk of actions and then she has a thought. "Maybe the orc is just as important as you Valdor. Maybe he can call a council or something for the chromatics. He may carry as much weight as you do for the Consortium. We cannot dismiss the possibility that this orc is a vital part of the whole and not just a piece used to sidetrack us." She knows that she is running on assumptions and she hates to do that...no she would rather have fact. "My last question...is the orc what he appears to be?" As she poses this last bit she wonders if anyone has the answer as she did not think to check into that.
"I will prepare some spells that will aid in disguise and maybe make a stop to do some shopping as well." Maybe some extra supplies would not be a bad idea so that they are not defenseless.
Looking to Ve, Nick and Mordrid if he is present she asks about checking. "Should we see about checking on this orc's identity...if we can locate him that is? Maybe with the few of us working on it we can make sure of his identity and see if he is truely what he seems." It is only a suggestion that she is not sure the others will be game for.
Nick Sunday July 9th, 2006 1:51:18 AM
Outside his room, Nick asks one of the staff if they could check on him in five hours time, just in case he sleeps longer than he plans to.
Inside his room, he pulls off all his gear, leaves it there on the floor and collapses onto the bed.
Blessed Alemi, let me sleep without dreams...
Valdor d100=36 Sunday July 9th, 2006 11:18:41 PM
Valdor replies to Cori,"Queen Maab said there was only one Dragonstone. While I guess there is a remote possibility that your guess might be correct, I think his feelings might have just been of envy or something and that's what he was thinking...hence the anger at what was lost. Anyway, we head out when all are ready and rested and the spellcasters have memorized their spells. I am off to find Onrad and Gareth."
He heads back to his room for his equipment, wondering when his new armor will arrive. Once prepared, he focuses on Floating City and the roof of a building on the opposite side of the Overlord's mansion. As always, he puts himself about two feet off the roof, prepared to land softly and mutters his ring's command word.
DM Jan Monday July 10th, 2006 12:37:57 AM
So -
There is sleep to catch up on, spells to prepare, provisions and ammunition to be replaced, clothes to be washed, boots to be polished, blades to be sharpened, weapons and armour to be replaced and/or upgraded. The castle staff get into high gear with tasks they are able to do, with an attendant commotion in the yard outside the kitchen as some members set to with the laundry. Anyone taking their blades to the blacksmith will have them sharpened, and sharpened well. Dried fruit and meats, flat bread and sticks of boiled sweets are wrapped tightly in ration packs. Waterskins are washed out and replenished. Noise is kept to a minimum in certain areas of the castle, so that sleep will be undisturbed.
And for some, there are people to see.
Dahlia finds the troupe of gypsies in one corner of the Red Wyrm Inn, having a quiet drink, playing cards and minding their own business, whiling away the time until their next performance. The card dealer is also a fortune teller.
Valdor arrives on the upper level of the Floating City, not far away from the Overlord's Palace. Even at this level there is a lot of activity, after the the righting of the City has required extensive repairs to buildings, walls, pathways and interiors. Here, there are carpenters, stonemasons, glaziers, builders - all busy, some arguing with merchents over the price of sand and silk alike. The City is busy resurrecting itself from the nightmare of Ebyron's uprising.
Dahlia Monday July 10th, 2006 7:32:48 AM
Entering the RWI, Dahlia looks to see if any of the Gypsy band is anyone she knew in her past Gypsy life and if so approaches them exuberantly. If not she makes her way over to the table of card players and watches waiting to be noticed.
Mordrid Monday July 10th, 2006 12:17:27 PM
Mordrid begins preparing the horses. They are harnessed and bridled; and packed with all variety of sack and pouch. The horses are removed from the stables one at a time and tied to a hitch post, where they drink leasurely
'By the gods we are traveling like adventurers this time.' The ranger will be sickened if they gate about as normal. Anyone walking into the courtyard from the front entrance can see Mordrid at his business, and would have a hard conscious chosing any other form of travel than pack animals.
Valdor Monday July 10th, 2006 2:08:20 PM
Valdor quickly surveys the goings on of the City, a smile creeping across his face as they try to return to normalcy. The reslilience of people after a tragedy always makes his heart boom in his chest. He limbs down and walks through the streets towards the Storm Dragon's mansion to inquire of their current locations. He nods and smiles as he goes. He knows some will notice him, but most probably won't without his shiny armor. Of course, his shield is slung over his shoulder and bears his mark, along with his Dragonslaying sword standing as always over his shoulder, the hilt glinting and shining in the sun.
Corialote and Amarth Monday July 10th, 2006 8:02:04 PM
Cori slips out into the garden area that Valdor had mentioned earlier and settles down upon the grass. From her seated position she looks it over and sighs. "A lot of work here...not like my garden at home." Amarth is pacing upon the ground near her and looks up. "Still it is a nice spot Mistress and you love the work." She smiles as the raven speaks and shakes her head. He knows me so well and it will be nice to make something grow instead of destroying all the time. "You are right Amarth and with a little help from my newest druid friend...this place should be up and running in no time." The smile that spreads upon her face is genuine for once and not something that she wears to appease others.
The next eight hours are spent in the garden bent over her spellbook and trying to make the right decisions for the trial to come. Once that is done she has a trip to the Catacombs to prepare for and some shoping to do.
Nick Monday July 10th, 2006 10:15:57 PM
Nick's awake after five hours, and feels much better for the rest. For a moment he stands at his window, looking out and simply breathing. Then, he bathes, dresses lightly and settles down to pray for a while, getting ready for what is to come.
DM Jan Tuesday July 11th, 2006 1:27:04 AM
Plateau City - Red Wyrm Inn -
As Dahlia steps up toward the card players, the rest of the tavern appears to diminish and lose focus. There are six folk - three females, three males, sat around a table that is littered with half empty ale mugs - and cards. Five of the gypsies look at Dahlia in astonishment; the sixth, an elderly female, nods and beckons to the little halfling. "Come chile, we bin expecting you." Dahlia has not seen these particular gypsies before, but their style of dress is familiar, and their jewelry is similar to some of her own pieces. On the table, there is a stack of undrawn cards, and four others laid in a line, face up.
Card 1 - a gruesome battle scene, and in the foreground, an armed soldier bearing a pike that has four infants skewered on it.
Card 2 - a tall lady dressed in clothing identical to Dahlia's, holding a mask in front of her face, and there is a man stood directly behind her, his face hidden, but one of his hands is reaching over her shoulder, and appears to be pulling the mask away.
Card 3 - a black dragon.
Card 4 - a crowd of people, their faces enraptured, all walking toward a distant tower. The tower appears to have been built in the shape of a raised and clenched fist.
The old lady taps at the first card. "We know not what to make of the rest, but this - four infants, that's a mighty battle, chile, an' you'll be needin' reinforcements - the best you can find..."
Out of the corner of Dahlia's eye, two of the cards appear to shimmer a little. On the dragon card, the silver dragon appears once again in the background. On the card depicting the lady, are shimmering tendrils, and Dahlia catches sight of the man's face as he comes briefly into view. It is a terrible face, full of woe and ruin. He seems to catch sight of Dahlia looking at him, and he dodges sharply out of view. As soon as he does - the tendrils disappear, and so does the silver dragon on the other card.
Floating City - Storm Dragon Mansion -
The man painting the exterior wall of the mansion nearly drops his paint pot as Valdor approaches, but recovers quickly, nods his head, and carries on. Inside, Mitchum the butler is accomodating and apologetic. "I'm sorry, Sir, none of them have been home for a while now, and I'm not sure, not this minute, when any of them will return." He shrugs. "Personal business of an important nature, I assume. I didn't pry. Perhaps I should have. Oh, this arrived from Addenein two days ago. it was delivered here, but it's addressed to you. Odd, to be certain. I was going to send it on..." Mitchum hands Valdor an oblong-shaped parcel, wrapped in waxed paper and string. The seal has not been broken.
Plateau City - Gold Dragon Castle -
Two of the stable hands rush out to help Mordrid prepare the horses, and some time during the early afternoon, Valdor's armour arrives and is taken to his room with great ceremony. The two men carrying the V-emblazoned chest plate pass by a window that looks into the garden and see Cori talking to her raven. They look at one another, shrug, then carry on. Both Nick and Ve will find on awakening that fresh clothes have been laid out, and the ones worn earlier that day are now clean and starched and are hanging in the wardrobe.
Valdor Tuesday July 11th, 2006 1:49:23 PM
Valdor replies,"Mitchum, I wouldn't expect you to pry. You have performed as yu should have...as always. They are lucky to have someone as loyal as you to oversee things while they are gone. My thanks for the package. If you do see them, please tell them we are searching for a certain black dragon that they know all too well. Not a member of the black dragons, but an actual black dragon. I'm not sure, but I think he has purple eyes or something like that. We could use their help, if they have finished their family business. Please send word to me if they cannot join us in this adventure. We may be retiring soon and it would be nice if we could finish this together."
Valdor bows deeply then, just as he's about to leave, remembers the package. He decides to open it before he leaves.
Dahlia Tuesday July 11th, 2006 6:40:24 PM
The halfling is a bit startled when she is addressed and that she was not only expected but that the cards on the table are already dealt for her. She peruses and ponders a moment over each card memorizing all possible details and listens as the Gypsy tells what she knows. She pays particular attention to the tower with the people and the lady and man, trying to see if there is anything recognizable about them. The little halfling starts again as the cards seem to come alive for a bit and then change.
My thanks to you and yours. May your road be ever smooth and the muse never leave you. Please accept this coin, not as payment but for firendship and peace. Dahlia sets a small poch of coind on the table as she departs. (10 gold)
When she returns to the castle she awaits Valdor's return and a chance to inform them of what else she may have learned.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday July 11th, 2006 7:24:05 PM
Leaving her new home she steps out into the streets and quickly moves to the Catacombs to do some shoping. "Now I just need to figure out what is most important...acid protection most likely...but what else." She does not get any imput from the raven upon her shoulder. Amarth is busy trying to sort things out as well and figure out how he can help his Mistress. This is an epic event that may well leave her dead and he does not want to see that.
Jan - Would it be possible to get a copy of Cori's CS. I have an older one but I am not sure how much money that she still has on hand. So I am not sure if she can make her purchases or not. :) Thanks.
(Jan, Valdor would give her whatever money she needs to buy protections for the group. I figured that would be understood if she bought for the party...sorry)
~~Jan~~ ::hands Cori Valdor's wallet:: Knock yourself out ;)
DM Jan Wednesday July 12th, 2006 2:04:09 PM
Floating City - Storm Dragon Mansion - Gold Level -
Mitchum is joined by the wizened old Housekeeper, and they both give Valdor a farewell bow. "The very best of luck, Sir. And be assured I will pass your message on. I'm sure if they can be there, they will be." The seal snaps in two, and beneath the wrapping Valdor discovers a battered journal. It's contents are a mixture of sketches and text. The text's language is drow.
Plateau City -
The card player simply nods at Dahlia's gift of gold, the donation apparently traditional and acceptable. "May the breeze carry you, and may your blade never rust, chile. You tread carefully now, you've a storm ahead." The cards are gathered into a loose pile, the gypsies go back to their drinking, and the atmosphere in the Inn lightens considerably.
Back at the castle, in the midst of getting the horses ready, Mordrid finds Valdora creeping up on him, apparently eager to try out her new soft boots, bought earlier this morning, for their promised stealth attributes. Cori finds herself neck deep in the usual Catacombs clamour, as adventurers from all over the Wold are buying, selling and trading with the usual peculiar members of staff there. Nick finds that his prayer session both calms and invigorates him a little. Over at the blacksmith, weaponry is laid out, already honed and polished.
Valdor Wednesday July 12th, 2006 3:14:34 PM
Valdor briefly considers going by the Overlord's mansion to pay his respects, then decides to ask Mitchum,"Would you be so kind as to give my regards and best wishes to the Overlord, along with my apology for not dropping by to pay my respects. I am really pressed for time. Don't forget, if you see Gareth, Onrad, or any of the others, please tell them to contact me. Simply tell them about the black dragon. My thanks."
He bows, activates his ring, and pops back into his room. He smiles when he sees his new armor. He tries it on, knowing that the dwarven mastersmith has made it perfectly as before. He heads downstairs and hands Cori the journal and asks her to read it.
Mordrid Wednesday July 12th, 2006 7:34:15 PM
Mordrid continues tightening a harness, when he hears Valdora approaching. Without stopping to turn he adresses her.
"Even the leaves make noise. As does the west wind, and the woodpecker's steady rythem is more than a disguise. Its not enough to simply make no noise. You must join the sounds of nature, the language of the gods. Step in rythem with nature. It is then that you will not be noticed. The language of the gods, when you learn to speak it, you too will pass without trace."
A moment of silence to allow Valdora to listen to her surroundings.
When your mother speaks it sounds like a babbling brook. You do know who your mother is don't you?"
Mordrid turns to face his niece.
Corialote and Amarth d20+29=47 Wednesday July 12th, 2006 9:56:44 PM Assuming Valdor comes to the Catacombs.
Cori looks up from the business of the Catacombs to spot Valdor enter. It looks as if he was looking for her for some reason. As he presents the journal to her she takes a sear near a corner and opens it. She looks up at Valdor with a raised eyebrow. "The language of my people...and this would be?" She does not look back down at the book as Amarth has already turned his own eyes to it, reading. Through her link she is already assimilating the beginning of the diary as her raven reads it line by line. "Let me read the first five pages and then I will read it out loud to you." She has already flipped a page even though she had not looked at the book. "By the way...I borrowed your purse to make some purchases...some acid protection potions and scrolls...some polymorph scrolls and greater invisiblity for sneaking and disguise...anything else?" She figures since she is already in line she might as well help out with other purchases as well.
[concentration 47]
Dahlia Thursday July 13th, 2006 8:23:03 AM
When everyone is returned and together Dahlia relates what she heard / saw / learned from the gypsy.
Card 1 - a gruesome battle scene, and in the foreground, an armed soldier bearing a pike that has four infants skewered on it.
Card 2 - a tall lady dressed in clothing identical to Dahlia's, holding a mask in front of her face, and there is a man stood directly behind her, his face hidden, but one of his hands is reaching over her shoulder, and appears to be pulling the mask away.
Card 3 - a black dragon.
Card 4 - a crowd of people, their faces enraptured, all walking toward a distant tower. The tower appears to have been built in the shape of a raised and clenched fist.
The old lady taps at the first card. "We know not what to make of the rest, but this - four infants, that's a mighty battle, chile, an' you'll be needin' reinforcements - the best you can find..."
Out of the corner of Dahlia's eye, two of the cards appear to shimmer a little. On the dragon card, the silver dragon appears once again in the background. On the card depicting the lady, are shimmering tendrils, and Dahlia catches sight of the man's face as he comes briefly into view. It is a terrible face, full of woe and ruin. He seems to catch sight of Dahlia looking at him, and he dodges sharply out of view. As soon as he does - the tendrils disappear, and so does the silver dragon on the other card.
Ve Mundr Thursday July 13th, 2006 9:29:14 AM
Ve awakens and in no particular hurry, gets up. First he washes and sends for some coffee and a sweet roll to be delivered to his room along with any current publication that might be available to read. Pulling up a chair he relaxes and reads. As the sun climbs a bit higher and splashes more fully through the window, Ve takes out the carpet and kneels for his daily meditation and prayers. Upon finishing, he dresses in his full armor and takes a leisurely stroll through the castle for about an hour. Most of the others are gone or are doing various things. He does have some business to attend to though and decides he can put it off no longer. Returning to his room, Ve packs and readies the rest of his gear and then heads to the Catacombs .
Nick Thursday July 13th, 2006 11:29:50 AM
Nick goes wandering off in search of some of the others, feeling a lot better despite still looking like an old codger. He is starting to get used to seeing his reflection in the mirror.
Dahlia's card reading experience has him puzzled.
"Well, the dragons and the iron fist are a recurring theme, it seems. I wonder.... that tower - maybe it represents a focal point, drawing people toward it's cause. Sturtavent mentioned something about Korrig losing men? What if it's a call to war? "And if it is, then we don't have just a dragon to deal with."
DM Jan Thursday July 13th, 2006 9:09:09 PM
Plateau City - Gold Dragon Castle -
Valdora sighs and looks dubiously down at her new boots while Mordrid imparts the afternoon's lesson. His final comment brings her up sharp, however. To that, she answers with a nod and then looks quickly away. Recovering, she says "I have a lot to learn... haven't I."
It is now late afternoon and shadows are lengthening. Merchants are calling out their final markdowns for the day, and the sky is beginning to split into pink and yellow on the horizon. At the castle, the horses are saddled up. All that remains is for the group is to decide where they are going and how.
((OOc Talons should be ready by Monday if all goes to plan in terms of storyline.))
Valdor Thursday July 13th, 2006 11:47:20 PM
Valdor waits for Cori to read the journal. He says,"It came from Addenein, a drow who was with the Storm Dragons for a while. I know he was part of their fight with a huge black dragon at least once. I think they had fought it before, and I also think it assassinated the Underlord in Floating City fairly recently. If it's the same dragon, it had purple eyes, I think. But it's rather hazy in my mind."
DM Jan - 2nd post Friday July 14th, 2006 12:20:42 AM
Addendum:
Addinein's Journal... appears to be written in retrospect, and it's preface describes how the Storm Dragons journeyed from the Floating City, south along the huge lake, and down some hair-raising river rapids, before arriving at a small village. The people there were being picked off and eaten by a dragon - a black one. The Storm Dragons attempt to destroy it met with failure - Addeinein died, and the others only survived because of Nonam's ingenuity.
The journal then appears to be split up into chapters and by the looks of it, will take some time to read. There are also sketches of -
The dragon. An old man. A young girl. What looks like a smaller dragon, drawn with a lighter hand. A landscape - patchy foreground, and a misshapen dark patch, maybe a tunnel or cave in the background.
One page contains just two words - "I drowned."
Corialote and Amarth Friday July 14th, 2006 12:21:34 PM
Cori looks to Valdor and then relates what little she has learned from the jounal so far. "This journal will take a little while to read the whole thing...but it is divided into chapters that may allow me to find things of interest." She purses her lips as she looks to the drawings in the journal. "Anything specific I should look for?" She indicates the pictures drawn in the journal and points out the differences in some of them. "Now this last page is not too promising....it simply says..."I drowned."...which could mean many things." Looking back up at Valdor she indicates the journal again. "Want me to continue and read the whole thing or just look for keywords to topics you need?" Amarth is still reading off her shoulder as his Mistress speaks...though you know from experience that he is also listening to the current conversation.
Valdor Sunday July 16th, 2006 7:44:25 PM
Valdor replies to COri,"That's right, they fought it under the water at one point. I hate to say it, but we'll want to each have a water breathing potion, a freedom of movement potion, and maybe a swim potion. I am adept at swimming, but it won't hurt to have an extra...just in case. The problem with memorizing the spell is that if the fight erupts quickly, you guys may not be able to get all of us with it. Poor Addenein. But, if we can learn from their mistakes, and not duplicate them, we have a better chance for success. If that's how the dragon has learned to fight, he may think everyone will fall prey to it, and that would give us an advantage.
Cori, just maybe read a few sentences or paragraphs from each chapter. At least you'll get an idea of what's important to read, and what's not going to help us. Show that smaller dragon to Dahlia, and see if it's familiar. We should all look at the sketches and keep our eyes open for those people or places."
Mordrid Sunday July 16th, 2006 11:05:17 PM
"Thank Alemi Cori can read this stuff. It looks like a pretty complicated language."
Posting ReportFor Monday July 17th, 2006 2:15:39 AM
Game 1 for the week of july 10-14
Ve Mundr Monday July 17th, 2006 1:41:06 PM
Ve returns from the catacombs. Underwater combat, certainly could be an issue. The major weakness of the potion is the ease in which it is dispelled. A dragon would certainly have this in mind. I would suggest taking the fight to the dragon in his underwater lair be our last option. The cards were showing the dragon as an indirect player, perhaps we could work on his support mechanisms just as he would wish to wean ours?"
Corialote and Amarth Monday July 17th, 2006 10:51:20 PM
Cori looks to the rest of the group and sighs. "I did a little shopping for some items that we may need." She flips a large purse to Valdor that is slightly lighter than it had been a few days ago. "Sorry...had to get money from someone." She gives an impish smile letting him wonder how she gained access to his personal money.
She pulls a number of potions and scrolls out of the special pockets on the pants that she wears and lays them out upon the table. "As we maybe teaming up with another group I bought extras." She points to each grouping of scrolls and potions as she has separated them into their groups. "We have scrolls and potions to protect us from acid, scrolls to polymorph or forms, scrolls to grant us greater invisibility, potions for breathing water, scrolls for freedom of movement and lastly elixirs that will improve swimming." She looks to Valdor to see if there is anything that she may have forgotten and also a look that warns him to not come up with something else. "Those that can make us of these will need to take at least one of each...otherwise those that can use the mage scrolls will need to be ready to help out."
Jan should be getting an email about this purchase soon. Wanted to go ahead and throw it out there already so we can get this divided up as needed. Unless Jan does not approve anyways.
Official List energy resistance 30(acid) potions CL 11 -- 10 energy resistance 30(acid) scrolls CL 11 -- 10 polymorph scrolls CL 20 -- 12 greater invisibility scrolls CL 20 -- 10 water breathing potions CL 20 -- 14 freedom of movement scrolls CL 20 -- 14 Elixir of Swimming -- 14
Valdor Monday July 17th, 2006 11:08:03 PM
Valdor grins at Cori, not ruining her moment, then looks surprised when she tosses him the bag of money. He actually looks convincingly surprised...or is he?!?!
After a minute, he says,"I couldn't find any of our previous partners. I suppose they will get our message, and maybe one or two will show up. What about enlisting the aide of someone else...someone who has more knowledge of that region than ourselves? If the Talons are finished with their other tasks, maybe we should invite them. Not only will they have some knowledge that might help, but also, we could use the extra manpower. Besides, Mordrid is getting too old for all this running across the Wold constantly. If there's a war brewing, they are soon to be Dragons, and should have a chance to see how we handle things, and hopefully learn and use that with their own unique abilities and experience."
Nick Tuesday July 18th, 2006 2:51:17 AM
Nick rubs the bridge of his nose. "Dahlia's card readers did say we'd need all the help we can get. If we enlist the Talons, we'd better let them know what they might be getting into."
DM Jan Tuesday July 18th, 2006 3:02:52 AM
Potions and scrolls, journals, card readings, dragon prophecies - all coming together to weave a highly complicated and possibly VERY sticky web.
It would be easy to put it all aside. Outside, the day is about to give in to night - lanterns are being lit all along the river, tables are being dragged outside in front of restaurants, and the city gets ready for it's usual nightly festivities. There is no threat of dragons, or orcs, or wars. Not here. Not now. The city rests easy in it's oblivion.
And somewhere upstairs, a teenager is trying to figure out how she can sneak out and join this latest endeavor. The group was going somewhere after all. Just look at all those horses all saddled up.
((OOC - I should have asked permission from Donna for some of you to post on the Talons Board. I'll ask tomorrow.))
Dahlia Tuesday July 18th, 2006 7:49:10 AM
Listening to the others and taking a look at the dragon sketches Dahlia prepares for whatever is to come. At the mention of the Talons, Dahlia purses her lips and thinks a moment. The Talons might actually be a pretty good choice for this anyway. We need to see how they are progressing and they are not a group that we have really teamed with before. We probably do need to remember though that they are not as powerful or as well equipped as we are.
DM Jan OOC Tuesday July 18th, 2006 10:58:19 AM
((Okay guys, we need to pay a visit to the Talons Board. I suggest all of us. They've just had something big dropped in their laps and it might take a few posts to get through, namely a huge refugee tribe of elves, and Mop demanding taxes.
The Talons have their own place now - Saryd Tower, on the southern edge of Culverwood, to the north of Emerald City. When our characters arrive there, they'll find the place teeming with elves, who are there to escape Parnoth's draconian (ha ha) elf slavery laws. Someone found a loophole in the green dragon's bureaucracy.))
Scott - So are we posting on both boards, or is this board closed til further notice?
~~Jan~~ I'm visualizing a quick post over here, to say where we're going, then we post over there, then we all come back here in a giant horde once we've all agreed on the joint mission. Does that sound about right?
Mordrid Tuesday July 18th, 2006 2:09:19 PM
Someone paying attention to the goings and comings outside the castle might notice Mordrid having a rather lengthy and animated conversation with a hawk, perched on the hitching post among the horses.
Pointing to the castle, the ranger instructs the bird to go tell Valdor the news. "And tell him that I have gone ahead. He and the others can catch up. If he can't understand you, I'm betting that Valdora can." The bird flies off toward the castle tower.
Mordrid mounts up, and gallops thru the courtyard and out the front gate. With magic and strength, the ranger guides the horse forward at great pace.
Ve Mundr Tuesday July 18th, 2006 4:22:55 PM
Ve looks to the mass of scrolls and potion Cori returned with. A mighty impressive chunck of change was just spent. The Hierophant simply had no idea the funds available. Valdor and the others knew the groups to be involved more than he, so he would let them decide on the division. His prayers teh next day would reflect on what was decided. "So now we are to the Southern Culverwood and the Talons then."
Nick Tuesday July 18th, 2006 8:40:04 PM
"Okay, then," says Nick, standing up. "Let's pay them a visit. Valdor, are we teleporting?"
He frowns, knowing his stomach is in for a bit of a wrenching.
Mordrid's Hawk... (Jan) Tuesday July 18th, 2006 8:41:32 PM
..... lands on Valdor's shoulder and gives him the news.
((OOC - Scott, I'm assuming Mordrid's heading is the Peaseblossom River? Edit - No wait - he's gone to the Saryd Tower. Good idea.))
Corialote and Amarth d20+29=44 Tuesday July 18th, 2006 11:32:45 PM
Cori listens intently as they all talk and gets the idea of what is going to go on. She nods as Nick speaks up as she has been wondering the same thing. Looking to the group as a whole she then looks to Valdor. "So how do we do this with the stuff that I bought...I doubt that it will do much good if I carry all of it." She is soon seated in one of the chairs and pulls out the journal once again. She pours of the first paragraph of each section of the journal, only reading a whole chapter when she finds something of note. Amarth is perched on her shoulder and doing the same thing as his Mistress though he reads the second paragraph of each chapter.
[concentration 44 to keep what she is reading and her familiar is reading separate]
Valdor Wednesday July 19th, 2006 12:59:30 AM
Well, as much as I hate to keep teleporting, it's the only way to cover such distances quickly. Why is it that everything we have to do these days is a big rush? Why are the bad guys always lurking with our next problem or encounter right around the corner? Oh well, nothing to do but go with it. The ring it is. Will it take our mounts too, if we are sitting on them, or holding them like a backpack would? I suppose we could try it."
Just then, something occurs to him. He says,"I'll be right back." He sprints off, up the stairs to his daughter's room. He knocks and makes his presence known. If she answers, he enters, gives her a big hug and says,"I love you very much. I promise all this travelling will end soon. Have fun and if you want to go out, I don't mind at all. Just carry one of our earpieces that's attuned to the twins. Just in case you need them..."
After he exits, he pulls one of the twins off to the side and says in a whisper,"She must be allowed some freedom. However, one of you needs to be near her at all times. Don't let yourselves be seen unless it is absolutely necessary."
He then heads back to the group and passes the ring.
Nick Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:07:57 AM
"Cori - looks like we're moving. I'll help you carry the scrolls, we can hand them out later." Glancing over her shoulder. "I must admit I'm intrigued about what's inside that journal."
To the others, he says "If we don't take the horses, I know one ranger who will be extremely annoyed. I think he spent nearly all day down in the stables."
DM Jan Wednesday July 19th, 2006 1:15:38 AM
From her position at one of the upper windows, Valdora looks down toward the courtyard where her father, Cori, Nick, Dahlia and Ve have gathered together with their mounts.
As they disappear, she turns away, and her teeth nibble at her bottom lip to stop it from trembling. Great - they were all off on an adventure, while she had lessons with crazy old Mycroft and sparring with the twins to look forward to. A dark curl of memory twists to the fore - trapped in a cage, and something terrible tearing at her fingernails. She shivers. Perhaps not. Not yet anyway. Love you, Daddy.
OOC --------> Transfer to Talons Board
Prophecy Notes
DM Jan Monday July 31st, 2006 1:31:55 AM
The Dragon Prophetess's Cards -
She lays out three cards - in a row - on the table's surface, then below the row of three - one single card. For a moment, nothing appears to happen, then all four cards begin to glow, then double their size and cast forth a bright vertical column of light. Their surface patterns swirl, and images take their place.
Top left = a male black dragon. Top middle = an iron gauntlet curled into a fist. Top right = a male green dragon.
The single card below, beneath the others = a male gold dragon.
The iron gauntlet revolves slowly - tightly clenched, it looks a thing of resolve.
The green dragon image rises upward. It too begins to rotate, revealing a gold foreclaw on the creature.
The black and gold dragons also rise. Anyone who has seen Sturtavent in dragon form will recognize the individual ridged forehead as being identical to the Mayor.
The black one - slightly larger than Sturtavent and Parnoth, with long, forward-facing horns and a near-white bony face. It is a male.
As she begins to deal - this time a vertical line of three cards, alongside the main formation, Ve can see Wu looking on with interest, and over by the door, Sirrius bent slightly, as Valdora whispers something into his ear.
Top wild card - a city floating on a lake.
Middle wild card - a group of humanoids, two of the smaller figures have dark skins. One of the taller ones is dressed in white robes.
Bottom wild card - a large, barrel-chested, armoured orc, on horseback. The orc carries a standard that flutters in the wind.
Shenlong Zhi looks across the columns of light at Sturtavent. "I do not recognize the black, but I suspect that his rise will enable Parnoth to grow bold."
The 'wild cards' begin to turn three dimensional, just as the others did.
The city on the lake becomes very familiar, it's inhabitants scurrying like ants, they look to be fixing things - rebuilding. The surrounding water seems calm, and at the edge, a haze of green jungle.
As the image on the middle card rises into the light, Cori recognizes herself, and the others, stood strong, faces looking outward.
As the orc on horseback rises from the table, everyone is able to get a better look at him. The flag flutters in a strong breeze - a lightning bolt in front of a dark mountain against a white background. Neither Cori or Nick recognize it, suggesting that it is new, or has been hidden for an age. The creature carries a grim look, as though something troubles him. His mount appears to share a similar sentiment, pawing the ground impatiently with one hoof. The animal is broad-chested with long, muscular legs and is stood on stony, barren ground. And behind them both, a grey troubled sky.
As the black dragon image continues to revolve, Dahlia suddenly becomes overcome with fear - pit fear, a mere accompaniment to what happens next. For a moment, an image of a much smaller silver dragon appears inside the same column of light supporting the black dragon. It's in her peripheral vision and it's gone in an instant.
------------------------------------------------ The Gypsy Cards -
On the table, there is a stack of undrawn cards, and four others laid in a line, face up.
Card 1 - a gruesome battle scene, and in the foreground, an armed soldier bearing a pike that has four infants skewered on it.
Card 2 - a tall lady dressed in clothing identical to Dahlia's, holding a mask in front of her face, and there is a man stood directly behind her, his face hidden, but one of his hands is reaching over her shoulder, and appears to be pulling the mask away.
Card 3 - a black dragon.
Card 4 - a crowd of people, their faces enraptured, all walking toward a distant tower. The tower appears to have been built in the shape of a raised and clenched fist.
The old lady taps at the first card. "We know not what to make of the rest, but this - four infants, that's a mighty battle, chile, an' you'll be needin' reinforcements - the best you can find..."
Out of the corner of Dahlia's eye, two of the cards appear to shimmer a little. On the dragon card, the silver dragon appears once again in the background. On the card depicting the lady, are shimmering tendrils, and Dahlia catches sight of the man's face as he comes briefly into view. It is a terrible face, full of woe and ruin. He seems to catch sight of Dahlia looking at him, and he dodges sharply out of view. As soon as he does - the tendrils disappear, and so does the silver dragon on the other card.
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Addinein's Journal so far:
....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... ====
"...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..." ---------------------------------
In the Elven pool near the Tower of Saryd:
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.
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The Dragonstone of Nothing
DM Jan Monday July 31st, 2006 1:58:50 AM
By the time the rest of the group have assembled and begun the journey, Mordrid has already disappeared, having gone ahead. Unless Falin states otherwise, the elves seem to want to march in 3's, the younger ones at the front, and with half the entire party on foot, a reasonable marching pace is the norm. It's flat(ish) ground, the air is cool.
On this part of the journey, none of the group see a soul, with the exception of Ve Mundr, up in the air on his carpet, and what he sees are distant farmers, out in the fields, and the occasional horse and cart. No one is approaching the party, or appearing to show any interest.
Evidence of Parnoth's Culverwood cultivation can be seen here and there, but it's overgrown and getting wilder by the day. To everyone's left, the depths of the forest hurls forth the occasional shriek or growl from it's occupants, but no one is molested. Even Gunther's huge cat comes across nothing of interest, except for a rather large rabbit. There's nothing ominous about this. It appears to be merely a quiet day.
After six leagues (Approx 18 miles) heading east, with the sun way behind the trees, Mordrid appears. Here is a slight clearing just inside the tree line. Maybe a good place to camp without being seen.
Of course 6 leagues will mean sore feet and backsides to anyone who hasn't walked or ridden a distance recently.
Posting Report For Monday July 31st, 2006 6:10:38 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons Week of July 24, 2006
Gunther Monday July 31st, 2006 8:41:50 AM
Finally all by himself, Gunther enjoys walking along and just taking in the countryside. Though he loves his companions...some more than others...it's nice to have some time alone...like in the old days. As he walks, Gunther keeps an eye on Thaeri and smiles when she brings back the huge rabbit. As he travels, Gunther wonders when his items are going to arrive from the Catacombs.
Falin Monday July 31st, 2006 9:27:05 AM
During the march Falin will watch the other elves to see how they are holding up. It causes geat pride in Falin to see his fellow elves take up arms. Especially with so many of them young in years. He will walk over to Ne'thrin to converse.
"Ne'thrin, what is it that you do among the elves? What is your profession? Do you have family?" He waits for the answers to these questions.
After a bit more conversation Falin asks, "Do any of these elves have Boyer and Fletching skills? I would like to take some time tonite, when we break, to test their marksman skills, but I want to be able to restock our supply of arrows."
He pauses for a second and continues, "Also, are their any other skills that any of the elves are expecially good at that I should know about?"
After they stop for the eveing, and camp has been made, Falin take the elves and any others willing to give of their time for training and begin working through strategy with the elves. He will also focus on marksmanship and targeting since that is what he knows. If there are others there that are good with the sword he will break the elves up into groups and begin to rotate them to different teachers.
Lian Monday July 31st, 2006 11:06:43 AM
Lian rushes off to see his old friend, probably for the last time. "Merlot, my friend, I am sorry I couldn't give you that last adventure like I promised." He strokes the old horses nose and kisses it. "Be well. I hope to see you well and hopefully I will ride you one last time as an Emerald Dragon." With one last stroke of his main, Lian removes two strands of hair from his horses brush, curls them up and places them inside his new ring. Closing the ring, he glances once more at his friend and rushes to meet an uncertain destiny.
Lian says hello to Poki and happily guards Valdor's snacks from any raiders. "It will be an honor to watch his food." Says the hand with a smirk.
"Knara, I have some gifts for the group when we stop for the day."
Corialote and Amarth Monday July 31st, 2006 6:46:16 PM
Cori finds the ride peaceful, even with all the people along. About eight miles into the ride though she starts to feel the effects of what not being in the saddle will do to you. She makes no complaints though as she rides along but does at times dismount to lead her horse which leaves her lagging a little.
When it appears to be time to stop at last or at least she would hope for all thier sakes, she dismounts one last time. Though weary and tired from the ride she will offer her assistance in training the elves in the use of the bow and rapier...being a wizardess she has at least a little skill. So she goes off to find the Emerald Falin. "I would offer my services in helping with the bow and rapier...if my presence would not be distracting or unwanted?" Old habits are hard for anyone to let go off and she is full aware of her heritage and what that entails to some.
Milo Monday July 31st, 2006 8:45:36 PM
Milo rides silently astride the same steed as Olana, considering the task before them, as well as those who've gathered to complete it. He wonders, not for the first time, if he has finally gotten in over his head. He then remembers his proximity to his beloved, and the scent of her hair, armor, and all makes him forget any doubts he may have just had.
K'Nara Tuesday August 1st, 2006 12:26:59 AM
The tall human blade singer marches along with the ranks of the archers, engaging many in probing questions about their lives at Madryn and their hopes and dreams. She sincerely wishes them the best in this upcoming struggle against evil (and she has NO doubt that the united groups will come up against evil on a grand scale); K'Nara knows that too many will fall in battle.
Until such time that combat may whittle their number, however, K'Nara is determined to get to know as many of the elves as possible, that she may remember them to their kin upon returning to the Talons' Tower.
Valdor d20+18=34 Tuesday August 1st, 2006 12:46:10 AM
Valdor marches with everyone else for most of the day. He keeps rotating the youngest and oldest who seem to stumble occasionally, or maybe they look winded. When he does it, he makes sure that he tells them that his mount is a fine horse and he would like them to see how calm and manageable it is, to make sure he's right. Anything to allow them to save face and not look weak to their friends and relatives. He knows most elves are an extremely prideful group, and with good reason. They aren't, however, immortal, and some will succumb to the harsh conditions. He knows they will need their strength when the fighting starts, and the fighting will start he is quite positive.
He is relieved for the group when Mordrid appears to have found a good camping spot. He trusts Mordrid as much as anyone in the Wold, so he calls for a slowdown and then a breaking for the evening. He makes sure everyone stretches well and gets plenty of water. He also suggests to Nick and Ve that before they go to bed, that they cast whatever healing spells, especially the mass healing spells, that they can. Sore feet and backs are not good to go into battle with and battle is coming soon.
He observes Falin training the archers and nods with satisfaction at his ability and his willingness. He leans over to Dahlia at one point and says,"That's what being a dragon is all about...knowing what to do and doing it without thought of reward or personal gain. The rewards come naturally, and I don't mean monetary."
He grins as he watches the Emerald Talons. He remebers so many years ago, before their final task...they were so young then. The Desert of Desolation, Faye Skeimer, the Astral Plane, and so many others. How did we survive all those times?
He snaps out of his reberie and makes his way around, just chatting with as many of the elves and Talons as possible before setting watches. He figures he'll take the first watch and asks for volunteers for every three hours. He makes sure their are at least six watchers per shift and only one youth or older elf with each group, knowing how tired they will be. He makes sure that one member of the Platinums and one member of the Talons are with each group. The camp will be a square and a guard will be at each corner with two hunter quality adventurers patrolling outside the square. He takes no chances with a surprise attack. He sleeps lightly towards the center of camp so he can be at any side in seconds if an attack comes. He asks Cori to be ready the next day for her large undertaking.
He also suggests to all the clerics that they pray for spells of healing more than for fighting, as they will undoubtably lose some of their war party. It makes him a little ill to talk of such, as he's never even thought about the possibility losing a member of a group he fought with, but he knows it's a reality in war. Normally, he was surrounded with the best adventurers in the land and although there are many capable warriors here, he knows some may perish...and it hurts him to think about such things.
When everyone settles down, he activates his ring of invisibility and finds a large tree a short ways from the camp to watch from...thinking.
Mordrid Tuesday August 1st, 2006 12:53:02 AM
Mordrid grimaces as he watches the fledgling skills of some of the elves. He's used to those with much more experience. However, they will at least aid us in battle and that's a plus. He knows he's got to make sure they don't get caught into the melee or they're dead in a hurry. He whispers to Falin,"Not only do they need this practice, but they must know when to fire and how to move back from the thick of the fight. They should form groups of eight, with a leader of each. These leaders should answer to you or K'Nara and should only give the order to fire if one of you commands it. Fire and retreat should be something you teach them. They don't have much time to learn, so keep I'd keep it simple."
He leaves so as to not appear to try to be giving any orders, but he really wants as many of them as possible to live.
He takes the second watch and roams the forest in silence and in the shadows.
Olana Tuesday August 1st, 2006 1:14:21 AM
Olana gives Ve Mundr a smile and a slight bow. "We'll take good care of your horse," she says, "and when you have need of it - it's yours."
"C'mon Milo, we've got a mount," she says with a wink. "Okay riding at point? I guess we need to keep our eyes open."
As they ride she can sense his trepidation, purely going off his body language. She isn't worried about Milo. She knows how skillful he is, and how he can take care of himself.
She'll offer to tie the horses when they reach camp, and she'll volunteer for a watch.
Nick Tuesday August 1st, 2006 1:31:18 AM
Arriving at camp, Nick dismounts - Ah, Alemi, the pain, it has been a while since I have ridden for so long - nods at Valdor and sets off about the camp checking on everyone. Once he's done with everyone else, he'll see to his own aching limbs. Hopefully, no one noticed him hobbling about. Pride was making him feel a little angry toward the creature that had sucked the life out of him. But that he could deal with in his prayers.
He'll volunteer for a watch also.
DM Jan Tuesday August 1st, 2006 2:28:47 AM
On this first day with the elves, K'Nara and Falin discover the following -
Like a teacher with a new class, here is a sea of unknown faces, and maybe one or two toward the end of the day start to become familiar. Getting to know them will take time and persistance. Something interesting does emerge, however, especially after talking to Ne'thrin, a Culverwood hunter. The elder elves are in a bit of a quandry. They know the younger ones must be taught, and perhaps that they should help, but this seems to fly in the face of their traditions of respect and patience. The elder ones, completely subconsciously, are holding out on teaching the young. So when Falin starts in on his training, he finds the younger ones initially hesitant, but becoming more eager as the day and evening goes by. As archery practice goes on into evening - it becomes evident amongst the young that the boys, right now, have a longer range. Accuracy is at 60%. Manufacture of projectiles is a little sketchy. The elder ones are extremely competent, easily as good as the Talons bow-wielders. There are a few of the elder and younger related to one another, but there is also a significant group of the younger ones who do not know if their parents are alive or dead. Parnoth, Ebyron, and other events have scattered the elves throughout the forest. The younger ones have appeared to have fixed this trauma by quickly becoming a team. One helps another and vice versa.
As Cori arrives and offers her services with the elves, faces glance at one another. Both young and old regard her with respect, wonder (they know the old stories, the prejudices, despite being enlightened on the subject of drow), and fear - why? Because she is a Platinum Dragon, they assume that she is a drow matriarch, and definitely not to be trifled with. Here was their other elven leader?
There's plenty of work to be done in the form of blisters and aching muscles for Bertram, Nick and Ve. And the humans seem to be suffering the most.
Valdor ensures that the camp is secure for the night, and during their shift on watch, those awake might have cause to wonder about what lies ahead. It is a quiet, beautiful night, seductive in its suggestion that the rest of the Wold also lies at peace. Only the knowledge of dragons suggest otherwise, and everyone here has at least some bitter knowledge of a chromatic dragon. Power, intelligence, cunning and greed. A heady mixture that flew in the face of this restful night. So that what should have been a restorative night, was tainted by the potential horror of what lay ahead.
Dawn breaks! And Gunther's big cat has bagged a deer.
Gunther Tuesday August 1st, 2006 10:22:59 AM
The warrior beams in pride at his kitty. And then, in complete joy, he realises that the time has come...he can finally speak with her. "Quite a catch you have there my friend! Must have been a fine night for hunting. Eat well and enjoy for we are headed to danger."
Lian Tuesday August 1st, 2006 10:24:33 AM
Bows and armies have never been Lian's thing and they are still of little interest to the Hand of Domi. He meditates nearby while they practice, occassionally batting a stray arrow from the air. Every now and then the monk remembers that there should be TWO elven leaders for these archers.
Divination was never Lian's favorite thing to attempt, in fact, he had never divined anything. The hand of Domi finds an out the way corner of camp in the evening and casts Augury. (Lian is heading back into the CC to purchase the focuses and the expensive components he is missing!)
Augury question: "Am I to help lead these 42 elven archers?"
Ve Mundr Tuesday August 1st, 2006 4:17:06 PM
Ve lands as the group begins to break for camp and locates Valdor. The cleric nods at his assestment and after erecting his own small bivowaq, he starts moving through the troops. Ve is pretty sure they will not be attacked this day and decides to spread the mercy of Domi. Ve converts the majority of his spells to powerful Mass curing spells.
Later he will track down Valdor and the rest of the Platinum Dragons at least. If any of the Emerald Talons are about that is fine, but he won't go hunting them down. "Valdor I was thinking, we should utilize mine and Father Nicholas's ability to create a morning feast each day. We could bring forth a great feast, including a magnificent table, chairs, service, and food and drink. The feast would take an hour to consume, and everyone would be cured of all diseases, sickness, and nausea. Us and our troops would be immune to poison for 12 hours and gain increased fortitude. Such a feast would alos grant immunity to Fear, an increase of Will and a more sure hand in the event of attack."
Assuming Valdor agrees, the following day Ve will cast Heroes Feast, to feed 44 people and let Father Nicholas handle the other half.
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 1st, 2006 7:26:35 PM
Bertram works with the others treating injuries. It was oddly satisfying work. Bertram realized after leaving the temple guard position, He had never had time to just minister to the people. He took pleasure in the simplest acts and the grateful smiles afterward. To each he gave a few words of strength from Domi and Gargul.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday August 1st, 2006 9:47:32 PM
Cori finds that she can fall easily into the teacher role as she work with some of the elves in both bowwork and swordwork. Before that though she is quick to point out some things to the elves. "I am not to be your co-leader...that is a job for one of the other Emeralds who have helped you out." She rewards them with a smile that would melt most mens' hearts. "I am here to help out in your training with weapons so that you can come back alive. I am a wizardess and know the need to hit a target and then fall back...something that you will all have to learn." The rest of the night is spent with the elves practicing and getting them ready. She does her best to remember names and faces as she works and eats with them all. Her mind turns to the fighting that will happen and the lives that will be lost. An hour before she turns in for bed she finds a secluded spot off from the others that she cannot be observed and cries.
Amarth perched on her shoulder whispers to her as she does. He can feel the conflicting emotions in his Mistress more keenly than anyone else. For so long she has worked to protect just these type of people and to have them rish their lives fills her with sadness....but also a sense of pride.
Her turn at watch is spent in quiet contemplation of a great many things...but finally she turns to her spellbook. At least with her mind buried in spell formula she can forget all else...for a time.
Falin Tuesday August 1st, 2006 10:02:49 PM
Through the practice Falin keeps Mordrids suggestion in mind. He begins looking at the elves. He will think about who to put into different groups of eight and he is going to look for four different elves to lead each one. He is looking to mix the older and younger elves. He wants to find two older elves and two younger elves to pick as leaders.
He will begin briefing tactics during the march the next day.
Olana Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:05:42 PM
In between watches, Olana will keep checking on the horses and make sure they're getting rest. Other than that, she'll spend time watching the others train the group of elves, and will talk quietly to Milo - just small talk, to help keep her mind off that horrible cave and that rotting excuse for a creature that kept her locked up in a box.
When morning arrives, she'll feed the horses and check their shoes.
Nick Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:16:13 PM
Nick's agreeable to Ve Mundr's suggestion if they get the okay from Valdor. Before settling down to sleep he has a quiet word with Dahlia. "If it's convenient, would you wake me when it's my watch?" He's not worried about waking up in the morning, but he's no longer a light sleeper, and he didn't want to sleep through his watch.
In the AM, he'll settle somewhere quiet, commit some time to prayer, then meet up with Ve to cast the heroes feast spell.
Valdor Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:29:34 PM
Valdor responds to Ve,"That's a great idea. People march and fight better when they feel good and not worn down. Knowing they have such a breakfast will also let them relax more as they sleep, which will help them as well.
He watches all the heroes with great pride and lets it show on his face. He wakes early and moves out from camp a short way to begin his stretching and exercise routine wearing only his leather pants. His muscles glisten in the morning sun as he begins to sweat. He loosens up and heads back for breakfast.
He makes sure they go at a more reasonable pace this morning, and lets Mordrid find a campground for the evening. They will break for camp about four hours before dark and set up like the previous night. He tells Cori to be prepared for her spell shortly after sundown. He tells only K'Nara, Dahlia, Mordrid, Nick, and Ve about their plan. He doesn't want any open discussions about it, and figures that K'Nara can quietly tell the Talons one at a time.
Aeralia Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:33:53 PM
Aeralia remains fairly quiet during most of the first day's trek, whispering with Terrin as they walk, or glancing about, seemingly preoccupied. As the day nears the end, the long days walk seems to start to take its toll on the young woman, shoulders slumped and legs dragging as they head into the camp for the night. Once they stop for camp, both Aeralia and Terrin set out their bedrolls, and Terrin retires for the evening almost immediately, sleeping in a motionless and silent slumber.
As dusk overtakes the camp, and others set out to practice, or pray, Aeralia takes the time for a bit of practice of her own. Sighting Lian, in his meditation, Aeralia picks him as her first test subject, and creeps towards him, hoping not to interfer with his prayer. Once shes within about 20 feet or so, she glances over the motionless elf quickly, taking in as much detail as she can. Moments later, after a slight bit of chanting and channeling of magical energies, a second 'Lian' phases into existance, mimicing the elf's posture. Creeping forward more, Aeralia examines what differences there are between her copy and the original, frowning at what she missed, smiling at what she didn't. As she looks over Lian with a little more scruiteny, she slowly makes the changes to her copy-Lian, until its almost an exact replica of the elven monk. Once satisfied, she banishes her spell with a slight wave, and heads out to find another of her comrades to duplicate.
Once she's found another of her allies and sufficiently copied them, she re-conjures her illusion of Lian, as best she can, and walks him over to the original, to test how much detail she remembered. If he doesn't seem completely engrossed in his meditiation, she risks bothing him, "Um...Lian right? You wouldn't mind, um, moving around a little, would you? Slowly, though, it takes a bit to try and learn how someone moves." If he complies, she'll have her copy-Lian mimic his movements as best she can, concentrating on basics at first, then adding detail.
"We'll have to add some sound tomorrow night," she smiles as she finishes her illusionary practice, and waves as she heads back to her bedroll to turn in for the night. If she is wanted for a watch, she'll take one, otherwise she sleeps as long as she can, and prepares quietly the next morning.
[Casting 8 or so Silent Images in her practice of duplicating Lian and one other Talon (whomever seemed 'least active' at the time, and would pose a static image to start)]
Mordrid Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:45:51 PM
Mordrid sets off before dawn to scout ahead. He never could sleep much. He always figured he'd rest a lot when he was dead. Plus, the weight of responsibility weighs upon him. He is tired of fighting...always a battle somewhere to be fought. He sees Valdor moving to exercise and grins at the warriors defined physique. Had he not goaded Valdor into all of this recent exercise, he might've turned fat, but he looks himself again. Funny how words can affect people.
He moves out quickly and with purpose and goes invisible. He moves as quietly as possible while maintaining speed to get well ahead of the group. He keeps the others up on his progress with his earpiece.
Gunther Tuesday August 1st, 2006 11:51:23 PM
The big cat trainer gladly agrees to help out the newest Talon with her practice, seeing as most of the others are preoccupied with the this's and that's of leadership. He moves slowly but delicately, turning when asked and trying to be a good model.
Gunther smiles as he is not handed out a leadership roll. He's always been the strong, silent type. After a brief workout session, preferably with K'nara if she can break free, Gunther spends most of the rest of the time basking in the glory that is his kitty. Soon, she would be tested in battle, but for now, he's happy just to watch her hunt in the forest.
Lian Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 12:19:11 AM
Lian doesn't answer, just smirks with his eyes still closed. He nods silently to Aeralia.
'Duplication might be the highest form of flattery in this case.' He thinks hopefully.
Olana Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 12:41:38 AM
Walking past the cat trainer as he twists and turns for Aeralia, she can't help but smile. "Looking sharp, Gunther," she says with a wink, before walking to the opposite side of the camp.
DM Jan Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 2:05:33 AM
After staring at his pile of sticks and bones, while a small cloud of incense assails his nostrils, an answer begins to form in Lian's mind. Weal... and he remembers the nod Ne'thrin gave him back at the camp.
After the grand and utterly restorative breakfast provided by Nick and Ve, the march continues.
The elven group seem a little more animated on this day, and talk quietly in whispers about the previous night's training and the astonishing sight of Aeralia's doppelgangers. Er'eth and Al'thra, two of the younger female elves appear to be a little more assertive than the other young ones, whereas Ne'thrin and another of the older, male hunters named Feld'he, appear to be regarded as leaders within their group.
Second night, accuracy is up to 65%, and there's less complaining about having to search high and low for spent arrows. Still, K'Nara, Falin, Lian and Cori have their hands full.
Although Valdor has set a slightly easier pace, it's still a tough day for all, and will keep the clerics Bertram, Nick and Ve busy, while Dahlia, Ingrge, Gunther, Valdor, Mordrid, Aeralia, Olana and Milo find plenty to do in the way of spell research, planning and chores. Another uneventful night, and sleep, for those who need it, is most welcome.
Dawn arrives once more, with a general air of anticipation.
And Gunther's big cat has bagged a rather unappetizing, scraggy-looking, long-necked bird.
Milo Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 2:14:34 AM
It occurs to Milo that it might help the elves to have some instruction in remaining unseen amongst the elements. Particularly if they all plan on practicing archery in order to defend themselves. To this end, in addition to any other chores that he is happy to do, the halfling rogue works with the elves that are waiting to take their turn at target practice, on moving quietly and unseen.
K'Nara Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 8:37:47 AM OOC Note: I thought I'd had K'Nara tap Olana as the other "official" Emerald leader for the contingent of elves, her reasoning being that the elves were naturally expecting another elf to fill the second position and that Olana was a natural choice given her own affinity for hunting/archery.
~~ Jan~~ If Olana was a non-DM run character, I'd agree. But she isn't. Better that a player steps up. More fun for all. Or something. LOL
As the journey goes on, K'Nara found there was a bit of a "down side" to notoriety: many of the elves were in such awe of her, that they could barely speak their name and family affiliations, much less other details. Most of the elder elves didn't have that problem--in fact, they more or less considered K'Nara herself to be almost too young to be on such a trip (K'Nara's years numbered merely 21--an infant in Elven years!) However, she did manage to get most of the archers to talk to her...no doubt the seriousness of their impending mission impressed upon most of them the need to share what they had.
K'Nara took last watch, since she had to make sure that she was up at pre-dawn in order to go through her blade singer exercises. She was on hand to applaud Thaeri's presentation of her well-earned poultry meal.
The leader of the Talons took Lian to one side.
"Aeralia isn't used to such a march." she pointed out to the monk. "If she has no mount, I'd appreciate it if you could double up on Poki with her."
Falin Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 10:26:40 AM
As the evening continues on Falin will approach Er'eth, Al'thra, Ne'thrin, and Feld'he separately. Conveying to each of them that he would like them each to take charge of a smaller group of elves. Falin will let each of them know the other seven that will be in their group. He will try to learn something about each of the four leaders through the walk today. This is an effort to get to know them so he is more comfortable around them. Building that bridge of trust.
The next day when we are getting ready to leave Falin will let the 4 leaders know that he wants them to break up into their groups for the march today so they can get used to the smaller group. He will talk tactics today. He will want them to stay in columns of 2 with 4 ranks each. When they are firing on an enemy he wants them to line up in that same manner and then the next group will line behind them in the same manner. As everyone begins to fire the front group will get off a series of 4-6 shots. They will move to the back of the other three group and continue firing. Each group will take 4 -- 6 shots when they become the first group and then move back behind the others. This way we are keeping a safe distance back, but continuing to fire.
Falin will also thank Milo for the help. He stresses to the elves that if they are going to be able to take up positions hidden from the enemy that they still stay in proximity of their groups so they can continue to communicate. And to try to keep the layered tactics of falling back while others are firing going.
Lian Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 11:22:46 AM
Lian moves to Falin. "The students are doing well, are they not?" He puts a hand on an archers shoulder and gives him a nod.
In the evening, Lian is meditating when K'Nara approaches him. Not much rattles the hand of Domi out of a trance, but her suggestion is a virtual slap awake. "Um... W-what! Sure... sure, okay." His voice breaks, then a smirk creeps across his lips. "Is that an order?" His eyes twinkle.
Valdor d20+18=35 Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 11:23:27 AM
The large warrior shows no signs of fatigue so far on the march. He seems to be rejuvenated for some apparent reason beyond the norm. He stays on his guard, but continues to march with the rest and lets others take rotations on his horse. He waits for Cori to tell him she's ready...
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 1:08:42 PM
This day Cori comes to find Valdor. She has been ready for casting this spell yesterday...but she had her reasons for not doing it. As she pulls up next to Valdor her eyes are haunted by ghostly images of what is to happen. "Today I cast the traveling spell and we will cover many leagues in short order." Her words hold a tinge of impatience but also a degree of concern for all involved. She glances back to the group of elves that follow them and shudders.
Amarth has been flying a recon mission over top of the group for the better part of the day. He knows his duties right now are to stay out of the way and give advance warning from the air. Now though he comes to rest upon his Mistress's shoulder and fluffs his wings. "I am ready Mistress." It is a rare thing to hear her familiar speak at all...but on occassion he does.
Pulling a bag of amber colored dust from her pants pocket she moves to an out of the way spot that is as flat as possible. Looking to the others she nods her head. "Noone can enter the circle or break my concentration." Drawing on a different set of words of power her voice drones out in her home language...drow. Walking a slow five foot circle she pours the dust out slowly upon the ground...which begins to glow with greater intensity as the words of power flow from her lips. Sweat beads upon her brow as she concentrates and channels energy into the dust that must be the anchor for this spell and then the last word of power is spoken. Slumping a little she now holds an empty bag in her left hand but the circle is glowing a bright amber but you notice that it is fading. "The portal to Izen is open...but noone must disturb the dust...step over it as you pass into the circle." Looking to Mordrid she motions him to her side as she moves to the side a little.
Looking to the rest as the prepare for the travel she shakes visibly. "Can you get a friend to disturb this sand after whe have passed through...otherwise the gate will remain open quite awhile." As she locks his eyes to judge his reaction to her request she tries to put at least part of his possible questions at rest. "Your animal friend will not be hurt as the spell will just be disrupted...not blow up or anything...it just makes the portal stop functioning." Her tummy rumbles but she pushes thoughts of food from her mind for now.
Amarth is the first to break the silence from his Mistress's shoulder. "Mistress, you must get something to eat and rest a little...strong magics are always draining for any wizard." This is just another time that he needs to remind his Mistress not to kill herself off from exhaustion.
[teleport circle - 240 minutes]
Mordrid Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 2:26:10 PM
Mordrid nods to Cori. He asks Gunther if his panther is staying or going, then decides to get a backup plan. He finds a squirrel and speaks to it soothingly. He asks it to dig into the sand, but only after all the people have disappeared. He then finds a small bird and does the same thing, just in case something has the squirrel for lunch before it can accomplish the task. If Gunther's panther stays behind, he'll ask the large cat handler to convince the panther to do the same.
He then watches around the circle to make sure no animals get close until the last have gone through. He will make sure he is last or close to last going through, since Valdor will undoubtably want to go through first to make sure the way is clear and safe.
CDM Jerry Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 3:08:04 PM
Last week's posting report for the Emerald Talons has not been placed on the Emerald Talon board or this one.
I will shut down this game after Friday 11:59PM if the report has not been placed on whichever board makes the most sense...ET board or this one.
Sorry, don't mean to be hard, but I am ensuring that a habit of posting the weekly reports is created.
Happy gaming!
~~Jan~~ Jerry, emailing you.
Aeralia Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 3:11:58 PM
Aeralia seems a little worse off the second day, not used to such forced travel. Though Terrin shows no sign of wear or worry, at times he just just outright stop for a few moments, though hurries quickly to catch up to his female friend.
At camp, Terrin again retires to bed immediately after rolling out his bedroll, without food or drink. Aeralia takes some time to relax and eat, apparently both physically and mentally tired, but after a hour or so she starts in on her training. Having realized that there were far to many individuals in the two groups to learn them all sufficiently, Aeralia changes her learning strategy. As the elven archers form up in groups of eight, so does Aeralia's squad of elven archers. The illusionary troupe is quite noticable as such at close ranges, lacking in defining details, but she does her best to make them realistic at longer ranges. She does her best to watch carefully as the elves continue thier practice, and cycles through the same ruitines with her duplicates. She burns through quite a few castings of her spells as she tests the boundries of her abilities, seeing just how far she can stretch out the area of her spell with projectiles, and how far out she can project her image, while still maintaining control, of both them, and the detail involved.
After a few hours, she retires sleepily to her bedroll.
...
The next morning, once she hears about the plan to teleport, Aeralia seems quite disturbed, glancing repeatedly towards Terrin.
"I...I don't think I can go..." she stammers lightly. "Well, I don't think Terrin can go...and I can't just leave him here." Terrin remains silent and still, offering no sort of explaination.
...
[OOC: About a score of Silent Images/Minor Images/Major Images and still versions of the spells as she practices with her 'elven squad']
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 3:22:51 PM
Bertram stays close to Nick and Ve, healing and just talking with everyone as they come to be treated. He isnt a leader and isnt pretending to be. He thinks more and more how enjoyable just doing what he was called to do really is.
Ve Mundr Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 5:14:26 PM
Ve flies on the carpet above the troop during the day's march. in the Evening he lands and links up with Bertram and Nick. Again Ve prefers powerful Mass curing spells to any other form of treatment for the those who are weary. He knows his place in this troop and he is still deciding exactly whom those charges will be. Cori begins creating the Teleportation circle, something Ve has done a few times himself and knowing it will take a moment or two he steps near Valdor. The Dragonstone will be the first through and he would be right beside him. As Cori completes the circle he gives Valdor a small nod, signifying his intent and steps into the circle pulling his warhammer...
Given Cori has done the scry I would say 3. my second choice would be 2. But this group will not be doing much on the QT which again brings me to choice 3.
K'Nara Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 6:56:51 PM
Smiling at the elven monk, K'Nara nodded.
"Yes, then, Lian..." she agreed, "You can always tell her that I 'ordered' you to do it." She took a few steps away from him, then paused and added:
"By the way, I noticed a couple of other things. First, Milo and Olana seem to be...making up for lost time. Second, the archers from the Culverwood really seem to honor you. So would you kindly consent to being Falin's second-in-command of the archers?"
OOC: I agree with Daniel K's/Ve's post--the groups are seeking the orc with the distinctive banner...the best place to look would be the place that Cori saw him in her scrying. If not there, then the location where the orc would likely have gotten the unique horse he rides.
Posting Report For Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 8:03:30 PM
Game # 1 Platinum and Game # 3 Emeral Talons For the week of July 24, 2006
Olana Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 8:19:01 PM
Olana is saddling the horses, when she hears Aeralia. Marching over there, all braids, blades and black leather, she perhaps seems a little abrupt and forceful, but her eyes hold no malice. It's a blunt, but honest question.
"Can't go?" her chin juts toward Terrin. "Why, what's up with him?"
Ingrge Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 9:41:45 PM
(I am back from Vacation, Yea!!! No wait Booo!!)
The weapon mage, surprisingly has been very pleasant to be around of late and he has been splitting his time working on casting spells through his staff, writing scrolls and hanging out with the elven archers, sending arrow after arrow dead center into most of the targets he aims for and helping Falin and Lian out where ever he can with the training. All the while he seems to be constantly humming or whistling a smile on his face even when his occasional arrow goes astray. Ingrge will volunteer to join Father Nicholas on his watch. During several evenings he goes off on his own and casts a few spells on himself.
(casting a few pemanency spells with other things)
Dahlia Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 9:47:52 PM
Spending a lot of time going around with Valdor, the little halfling agrees that the Talons do seem to be doing things the right way and for the right reasons. Now whether thay can make the hard choices, that may still need to be decided but... Out of the corner of her eye she catches sight of two Lians and is momentarily taken aback until she sees the newest Talon off to the side spell casting.
Dahlia offers to take a watch after Nick and with Brother Bertram, so as to find out what sort of dwarf he really is.
Nick Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 10:01:57 PM Blessed Alemi, watch over us on this day. Let your spirit lift us, let your wisdom guide our path.
Nick gets to his feet with the aid of his staff. He is getting the hang of that now, so it almost looks as though it's something he's always done. out of style rather than necessity. Looking around the rest of the group, he smiles to himself. He wasn't dead yet. He thanks Olana for saddling his horse, and assumes he'll travel through the portal in the middle of the group. If Ve hadn't have stepped up to the front, he would have. But he has no worries about Valdor being protected now. After all, we aren't exactly sure what we're going to step into...
Lian Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 10:26:13 PM
"If its an order." He says, smirking.
"Archers second in command? Sure, but I can not fire a bow."
Valdor Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 10:47:09 PM
Just before Cori casts her spell, Valdor says,"Let's set our destination at the horse breeder's area. Not too close. I'd like a scouting mission first, while the archers continue their practice. It's better to know your enemy before a fight and we'll get some information from the horse breeder about this orc and if he had a force with him, how he paid, if he was rude, and so forth. We can then pursue this orc the following day. Try to set us into an area with cover, if possible."
K'Nara Wednesday August 2nd, 2006 11:30:15 PM
K'Nara frowned, not quite agreeing with Valdor's decision--to her mind, the orc had not been seen as a direct threat, hence the groups should simply seek him out directly...yet she also had to concede that finding out more about this potential ally would only serve to strengthen their position as well, so she kept her tongue and agreed verbally with the leader of the Platinum Dragons.
She smiled at Lian's obvious eagerness to comply with her "order", but also said nothing about it out loud.
"Archer need to know the benefits of discipline." she told the monk. "You are a master at that. Besides, one never knows when an archer may suddenly come face-to-face with a threat...then their bow is no good. The basics of defending themselves may mean the difference for them between life and death."
Valdor Thursday August 3rd, 2006 12:19:13 AM
Seeing K'Nara's frown, Valdor states,"Our archers clearly need more time to practice and it won't delay us much at all. For once, we have an advantage of surprise and I want to make the most of it."
He then shrugs his shoulders and heads out.
Milo Thursday August 3rd, 2006 12:28:07 AM
Milo remains near the horses when Olana decides to confront Aeralia. Milo keeps half an eye on the situation to measure the reactions of those involved, even as he works with the saddles as best he can.
DM Jan Thursday August 3rd, 2006 12:58:03 AM
Both Amarth the raven and Ve have detected no one following behind as the group have made their way east, and now, as the sun begins to rise -
In the midst of Cori's circle, the air seems to shift and bend. There is a slight gasp, as if someone draws a breath, and at once, a black vertical shaft appears, and splits, forming a large hoop, either end of it embedded in the ground. Within it, is a grey swirl that draws the eye and dizzies the mind. Like fog, it then drifts away, leaving a scene within, it's edges crackling with magic -
- the foreground is grass, then a broad pathway, and then the bank of a deep river. Beyond the river - a forest, deciduous trees, bearing lush foliage. Sounds drift throught the portal - moving water and the distant cries of birds. Black. Birds. Scents assail the nostrils - cool air, water, and wet grass.
The elves are lined up, rank and file as Falin has trained them. They look a little apprehensive, perhaps highlighting the fact that although magic was used, recognized, and was fairly common amongst adventuring groups, to an 'ordinary' Woldian, magic was a rare thing. And that portal...
The horses and Mordrid's bird and squirrel have similar misgivings, and goodness know what Gunther's big cat thought about it all.
The portal awaits.
(Assuming Valdor and Ve Mundr are first out.)
With the river straight ahead -
The broad path is a little soggy and looks well-traveled - lots of horse shoe indentations. Behind is an expanse of course ground that rises slightly, with plenty of shrubs. There is a narrower path very close to the river, following it's bank. That also carries evidence of horse traffic, in both directions,suggesting that perhaps horses are used to pull barges up the river.
To the left, the broad path heads south, alongside the river, with no visible discernable landmarks.
To the right, the broad path heads north, alongside the river, and there is a wooden sign hammered into the soft ground about twenty feet away. In common, the following words have been carved -
"Tears of the Wood Tavern" 2 mls
And underneath, a rough panel tacked on in orcish script that looks like it's been burned on to the woods surface -
FOOD ALE HORSES
Gunther Thursday August 3rd, 2006 1:40:18 AM
The warrior smiles as he tells Mordrid that the panther will be traveling with them. He watches in wonder as the man talks to the animals around him...something that he is only able to do with his kitty...and only thanks to the magical wreathes around their heads.
As the portal is opened, Gunther uses the magic of the the wreathes to speak with Thaeri, telling her that they need to travel through the dark hole and generally calming her anxieties about the process. Calling her to him, Gunther carries the lanky cat into the circle, warry of her accidentaly breaking the circle.
Lian d20-1=2 Thursday August 3rd, 2006 9:19:36 AM
"I didn't think about the discipline part of it." He smiles at thought.
Later he offers the ride to Aeralia. "Knara ordered me to offer you a ride." He puts on a front as if its taxing to ask her. (This isn't a Bluff because Knara DID order him. :))
Aeralia Thursday August 3rd, 2006 10:27:33 AM
Aeralia looks a bit fearful, disappointed, and confused. "He... he... that sort of magic just won't work on him," she stammers when Olana questions, and Terrin takes a few steps back away from the portal and the others. "Do...do we really have to travel this way?" she asks almost retorically, knowing that they do.
"Go, Aeralia, they need you more then you need me," Terrin says calmly, "and you know that I can catch up quickly." Terrin then makes a single gesture and vanishes from sight, though his rapid footseps can be heard running off in the direction they had been travelling towards.
Aeralia seems to turn and follow his probable path, but after a few moments sighes heavily, and almost seems to shudder.
She remains a little flustered, nearly panicked, as she awaits her turn for the portal, but will step through quickly and silently.
...
Later, through the portal when Lian offers her a ride, she blinks a moment, then nods once. "Oh, okay," she says in a near whisper, but does as ordered, and takes his hand to slide into position behind Lian.
To start, she almost seems to shudder at the physical contact with Lian, doing her best to remain as far away from him on the mount (not that thats possible), almost quivering in anxiety, or perhaps fear. Once the get moving on the road, she does start to calm down a little, though seems to remain a little distracted.
"I hope Terrin catches up quickly," she says softly, mostly to herself, turning in the saddle to glance behind them.
Brother Bertram Thursday August 3rd, 2006 2:53:12 PM
Bertram follows along, somewhat saddened this leg of the journey is ending.
Olana Thursday August 3rd, 2006 7:51:09 PM
"She's a bit of an odd one, is that one," Olana whispers to Milo after watching Aeralia's strange companion disappear. "Right, lets get this horse through without disrupting the circle."
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+29=46 Thursday August 3rd, 2006 9:45:35 PM
Ingrge moves along with the rest as they move. At night sometimes it seems as though his eyes have a blue glow about them, though he doesn't seem to be effected by it in any way. As they move on he goes with the archers and when they all stop moves forwrd and watches as Cori does her thing trying to see ecactly what she is doing and casting. Spell craft DC 46
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Riding along with Valdor, Dahlia keeps thinking about all that has been going on and the visions that have been happening around her of late. She had never had anything so real appear to her when she was actually running her gypsy troupe and it was starting to bug her. She liked things simple and straight forward and things were anything but these days. After awhile she shakes her head and speaks up.
So Valdor, Do you ever think about retiring from adventuring? I mean settling down somewhere and just watching the world go by? I mean how nice would it be to know that you were actually going to be able to know where you were going to be day to day? And to know you were going to get to spend as much time as you wanted with people of your own choosing?
Corialote and Amarth Thursday August 3rd, 2006 10:39:59 PM
Cori is the next to last through as she nods to Mordrid right before she steps over the dust and into the black hole.
Coming out on the other side she is happy with the success of her spell and hopes that everything works out on the other side. It should not be too difficult if the dust is disturbed. "I hope that the animals with do what Mordrid asked...I know it is strange and unnatural to them." Glancing to the sign she looks to Valdor with a smile. "A bed and a hot bath?" She would not mind a little trip to this inn of sorts.
Jan, will add a spell list here by tomorrow including the spell she just cast.
Falin Thursday August 3rd, 2006 10:42:28 PM
Falin is a bit aprehensive about stepping at first. "We will all come out at the same spot, right? Last time I did something like this I ended up in a not so nice place for almost a year. Fighting to survive for my life." He closes his eyes and steps.
On the other side he immediately scans in all directions, force of habit. And moves over to where everyone else is. Not seeing any trees he realizes how visible they all are with such a large group.
He will watch the groups of archers come through and form back up into their groups on the other side.
Walking over to Lian, Flain will say, "I would still like to work on some archery again tonite, but I would like it if you could show them some hand to hand combat. I am not good at that at all and I would like them to be somewhat rounded."
That evening he will focus more on concentration while firing. He walks over to Aeralia and asks, "My lady, could you provide a distraction for me this evening? I want to see how the archers do under a stressfull situation. While they are getting ready to fire this evening would you have somehting begin to charge them? I want to see if they remain and fire like I have taught them or if they panic and loose their composure."
If he has to he will pick up clumps of dirt and other non-lethal projectiles and throw them at the groups as they fire. He will then watch as Lian works them through some lessons.
Milo Thursday August 3rd, 2006 10:57:10 PM
Milo smiles widely at his beloved, "It takes all kinds love... all kinds." Milo follows up with a quick kiss, and then assists Olana with ushering the horse through the portal. "We could cover his eyes as we all go through."
Gunther Thursday August 3rd, 2006 11:22:02 PM
Passing through the portal, Gunther seeks out K'nara. "Miss K'nara...if ve find de orcs, please consider allowing me to talk vith dem. I am orc, after all, and maybe dey vould react differently to me as de vould to von of you." The cat trainer shrugs his large shoulders. "It's just a tought. Let me know if you need me."
Valdor Friday August 4th, 2006 12:46:22 AM
While quicly looking around with Ve and Dahlia, before the others come through, Valdor replies to Dahlia,"Yes, I do. Often, in fact. However, I am in my prime and the Wold needs us. I suppose my body will tell me when I can't keep up one day. I try not to think about it too much, as I always have weird feelings about it. I wasn't made like most others. Being a husband and father holds appeal, but I've travelled and fought for so long, I don't know if I could handle the consistancy."
He laughs at the irony of it. When the elves come pouring through, he motions them to a location off the path and under the cover of trees.
He breathes a sigh of relief when Cori and Mordrid come through. He counts everyone to make sure that noone was left behind on accident.
After Cori makes her statement, He smiles mischievously and replies,"If you insist, although there will be a lot of people talking, my dark skinned wizardess." He watches her reaction before chuckling. No need to irritate her too badly and end up as a frog or something worse.
After he makes sure everyone is through and hidden well, he calls for the Talons and Dragons to meet. He simply says,"While I don't ever like to split up a party...of any kind...I think we should choose a handful of us to go to the Inn and find out information. Gunther is a must. I can cover my armor with a cloak and move my sword onto my hip. Nick's white robes would stick out, so he should stay. Ve's armor would make him stand out, as well. Cori and Dahlia would be fine. Mordrid would, as well. The thing we don't want, is to look like a formidable group of adventurers showing up out of nowhere. We really want to look like travellers. I can't speak for the Talons, so, K'Nara, you choose who will go. Besides, there is still much training to be done and we shouldn't need any healing, but some of the elves might that were marching. We leave in one half of an hour."
Nick Friday August 4th, 2006 12:49:22 AM
Noting a little apprehension here and there, Nick does his best to assure, and keep everything positive and calm. He'll assist wherever, and be one of the last ones through, too.
Once he's through - "This is a well traveled road, by the looks of it." He looks to the south and the other side of the river. South west was Aisildur..
Mordrird Friday August 4th, 2006 12:53:13 AM
Mordrid adds,"I will help with any training and scout the forest while you all are gone. No need for us all, but leave the teleport ring with me in case you need help. Contact us by earpiece.
Oh yeah, Ve, I picked this up before we left. It was one of Joe's. He made a few extras."
He walks over to the cleric and motions for him to sit. He pokes the sharp point through the clerics earlobe and shows him how to work it. It appears he is enjoying the sight of a cleric with a dangling earring. Or is it the pain he's inflicting...hard to tell.
He looks at Valdor and says,"If your mind is set on going without the whole group, be careful. These are not the same kind you are used to dealing with brother. Call me and we will be there."
He scouts the area until they have been gone for an hour, then heads back to camp to be close to eveyone else, just in case they call for help.
(Jim, does Cori have one yet? If not, he would have grabbed one for her as well.)
The Tears of the Wood
DM Jan Friday August 4th, 2006 2:01:01 AM
The entire group makes it through the portal, and for a long moment, the magic holds, until finally the squirrel and the bird get to work. With a soft *whump* - the portal is gone.
Just going over the geography once more :
Blackbird Forest is on the WEST side of the river. The party is on the EAST side of the river. The river runs NORTH to SOUTH. The sign, and presumably the Tavern, is on the EAST side of the river, the tavern further north of the party's current positon.
Ground cover on the EAST side is merely rough grass and shrubbery (maybe 4ft tall shrubs at the most), and the ground rises gradually from the path.
I'll need to know who's heading up to the tavern, and who's staying behind.
I'll need to know the plans of those staying behind. Hide? Or remain in sight. Mordrid has spotted a set of stepping stones across the river, 100 yards to the south.
If someone can give me a DC 18 on either Knowledge Geography, or Knowledge Nature. I can remind the character of what he or she knows about Blackbird Forest. It IS a Woldian magical forest, and there are certain conclusions to be drawn from that alone.
Lian d20+10=30 d20+20=32 d20+22=25 Friday August 4th, 2006 8:01:35 AM
The monk turns his head slightly to speak to Aeralia who is behind him. "Lady Aeralia, should the mount spook, you'll have to have a tight grip on me." He turns back, keeping an eye on the road. A small grin creeps over his face.
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When Falin makes his suggestion, Lian raises an eyebrow. "Distraction. I like that." He looks at Aeralia then back at Falin. "I can see how a distraction might be beneficial." "As for hand to hand training, perhaps you might want to jump in and train with them friend Falin?" "I tried to take up the bow, but was not very focused on it. It distracted me from my training."
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"I can go with whoever decides to move on to the tavern." Offers the hand.
(Spot 30, Listen 32, Move Silently 25)
"Is there another crossing?" (Jan, how wide is the river and the narrowest point?)
((~~Jan~~ No other crossing can be seen at this point. Just the stepping stones. River is approx 25 ft across, a consistant width and looks pretty deep.))
Ve Mundr Friday August 4th, 2006 10:31:28 AM
The cleric gives the whole area a scan when he first arrives and then moves off about 30' to the north as the others file through the portal. Modrid arrives last and the portal vanishes and then the ranger motions for him. Ve pulls off his helm and follows his instructions without complaint. As the group is divided and the reasons stated Ve nods several times his agreement. To Valdor, "I will secure everyone here, no issues or concerns there. To the group going, I would like to Status everyone who is going as well. Especially with K`nara sending some of the Talons."
Ve will casts Status to include all who are planning to go to the Inn. To all those staying back, "We obviously do not wish to break camp on what appears to be a well traveled road. If no one has extra dimensional magic, I can arrange food and perfectly comfortable lodging for us. If they do, we may want a different solution or the items can be given to someone going to the tavern for keeping for now."
Milo Friday August 4th, 2006 8:04:58 PM
"I can either go to the tavern... where I'm sure my wit and charm will be appreciated to its fullest... or I can.. stay here... and help keep everyone out of sight." Milo glances up from his own thoughts, spoken openly as they were, and smiles, "Either way is fine with me."
Corialote and Amarth Friday August 4th, 2006 11:41:04 PM
Her eyes twinkle as she regards Valor and then draps an arm around his waist. "Well if it would make you feel better and safer...you could share mine." There is a certain flash in her eyes that speaks of seriousness as well as just playful banter. "As for talk...why would I care." She looks to the others to see if anyone has a complaint with her idea and to give the chance for a little light jabbing at Valdor...at his expense of course.
Amarth shakes his head as he flies off to the side of the area that the group is at now. He lands upon a bush and figures that he will stay behind this time. After all his Mistress should be able to keep an eye upon things here through him as well.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Aeralia Saturday August 5th, 2006 12:20:33 AM
"No need for the title, Master Lian," Aeralia says lightly to Lians comment, "I'm certainly not one deserving of such a honor. Just Aeralia is certainly fine." She doesn't say anything about his warning, but does seem to scoot a little closer, and holds her hands on his waist a little tighter.
The young performer nods when asked about providing a little distraction when they practice later that evening, if they do in fact get a chance to practice. "I think I can think of something," she says with a slight smile.
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"I'll go if you want, too," Aeralia offers when the group is being divided. "What sort of look are we wanting?" As she speaks all the color seems to drain out of her flashy clothing, ending up as a dull brown, seemingly made of woven wool, instead of the brigh silks it was moments before. Even her face and features seem to change as the illusion overtakes her, looking more worn and travelled than she already was.
Shrugging briefly towards K'Nara, she lets the magic linger only for a few moments, her clothing regaining its bright yellow and blue, and her face its cheerfulness. "Or I'll stay and help around here, whatever you thinks best."
~~~~~~ Highlight to display spoiler: {(OOC: Activating Hat of Disguise)} Spells (0: 6/6)(1: 8/8)(2: 8/8)(3: 8/8)(4: 7/7)(5: 4/4)
Mordrid d20+26=28 d20+16=23 Saturday August 5th, 2006 12:30:22 AM
Mordrid brings back the news about the stones and says,"Let's move quickly to find cover. We can't be seen out here in the open. It's just upstream. But we need to move in orderly fashion. One group at a time. Falin get your archers into their groups. They'll cross one at a time and those that are on either side can guard the others as they cross. We shouldn't have any fight, but just in case...
Valdor, you should get the group going toward town if that is your plan."
He turns and runs at a good pace towards the crossing. He uses his 'Hide in plain sight' feat as he moves. He knows that the road is well travelled and wants to make sure they are not seen.Once to the crossover, he moves across using his balance skill to keep his footing.
(Knowledge of Nature DC28, Balance DC 23)
Valdor Saturday August 5th, 2006 12:35:56 AM
Valdor grins at Cori, knowing she's having fun at his expense and simply chuckles. She and Dahlia are the only females he's ever known that were so agressive. They both spoke their mind and deferred to noone. He imagines K'Nara is cut from that mold, but doesn't really know her that well. He chuckles and waits for the leader of the Talons to make her decision.
K'Nara Saturday August 5th, 2006 3:28:22 AM
The tall blade singer thinks very hard upon all the options, then speaks her piece:
"Well...we don't really KNOW the look to go for since we haven't an idea of what the natives around here look like." K'Nara starts off by addressing Aeralia's question. "Being Izen, I'd say that it is likely going to lean heavily towards orcish and orc-blooded peoples...but you can't be sure until we actually GET to this tavern place." She rubs her chin.
"My first instincts are to have Gunther, Milo and Aeralia come along...Gunther considers himself an orc, having been raised in an orc tribe...Milo is the best at scoping out a place before we go in--he could confirm if our group would be too conspicuous as-is...and Aeralia definitely has the talents needed to disguise herself if need be." The leader of the Talons nods as she ticks off each of her points. "I will want to come along, if only because I do NOT send my people off to the unknown unless I'm willing to take that risk, too." Then she grins impishly.
"Besides...some fabulous orc lady just might charm the pants off Gunther if I'm not around..."
Falin Saturday August 5th, 2006 5:10:41 AM
Following Mordrid's guidance Falin has the archers form into groups in order to efficiently cross.
He will help and have the archers help with whatever is needed to set up camp for this evening. Then he will continue on with his plan of attack at training for the evening. Wondering what kinds of suprises that Aeralia has planned.
He will take a long shift for the evening as well. He will sit off from the camp and watch from the dark.
OOC - Ring of sustenance makes it so I only require 2 hours of sleep a night.
Never being a very religious person now was as good a time as any to think about it. Falin will spend some time throwing up prayers to any of the gods that may be listening. He was never a devout follower of any god. You never can have too many saviours, he thinks.
Lian 6d4(1+1+4+4+1+2)=13 Saturday August 5th, 2006 11:47:12 AM
Lian ponders Aeralia's request, then says, "If I can't call you Lady Aeralia, you can't call me Master Lian. A man is only a master of himself." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
The monk also only requires two hours of rest(Ring of Sustenance) a night, but being a spellcaster, he requires preparation time for his spells.
Lian will spend time with Falin talking over training. He talks about two of the archers that he thinks would make good captains. He suggests splitting the 42 into two groups of 20 with one captain per group; this will be necessary to establish a chain of command should we fall in battle. "I think if we fall, command of the archers will break. We need leaders among the flock. If you like, before the others wake, I can teach you some basic defensive blocks." He offers enthusiastically.
Then, in the morning after prayer which he will invite Falin to join, the hand of Domi picks berries for his Goodberry tattoo. (Will look for Salmon berries or Blackberries. Any edible berries will do though.)
If he finds enough berries he will cast Goodberry three times. (13 berries)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: Unused Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 3/3 Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Ve Mundr Saturday August 5th, 2006 2:14:56 PM
Ve raises his voice slightly this time, "If everyone divests themselves of extradimensional spaces, and I suggest giving any item to those going to the tavern, I will create a santuary for all of us to stay in perfect comfort with food, furnishings, seperate rooms and completely hidden from sight."
With that he hands Valdor his Haversack and then says a small Prayer to Domi, "Grant us solitude and safety." His holy symbol in the mithril armor begins to glow, as does his eyes and left hand. Shimmering into view is a 4x8' portal and Ve gestures for the elves and the others to enter. Just beyond the portal is a beautiful 15x15 foyer with 4 men in silver and blue, a symbol of Domi embroidered in the tunic, greet everyone with a cordial bow. Through the arch to the right is a 10x60' north south hall with numerous doors on the right, left and at both far ends. These 10 plaster decorated doors open to individual 15x15' bedchambers with 3 sets of bunk beds and 2 more servants. Out the left of the foyer is a 20x40' dining chamber with a 9 course banquet laid out and another 10 servants. A door leads out to another hall and 4 more bedchambers. Each of these contains a pair of full beds and 2 more servants each.
Ve designates the entire group to be able to enter and after telling Valdor the entrance will become invisible, he is the last to step through. [Ve casts miracle to create Mages Private Sanctum.
K'Nara Saturday August 5th, 2006 9:31:03 PM
The leader of the Emerald Talons blinks amazed hazel eyes.
"Now that's impressive..!" she says.
Gunther Saturday August 5th, 2006 11:42:45 PM
Gunther grins impishly at K'nara when she mentions him being wooed away by another orc. "Not a chance Miss K'nara...I like my jaw in von piece!"
Gunther readies himself to go on the scouting expedition. His sword tucked away nicely in his glove of storing, he turns and asks Thaeri to stay near the house and not to follow him. Sighing, he lightly touches the wreath of pale blue flowers on his head and remembers to water them. Then he looks over at Aeralia. "Ummm...Miss...is dere anyvay you could use some of your magic to ummmm...hide dis? I don't tink my fellow orcs vould appreciate its beauty, and if I take it off, den I can't talk vith my kitty for another day." Gunther awaits Aeralia's response anxiously as he tries to decide what the best course of action will be.
Lian Sunday August 6th, 2006 10:12:25 AM
The monk looks at the Mages Sanctum and nods in agreement with K'Nara. "Figment would have appreciated that spell, thats for sure."
Olana Sunday August 6th, 2006 7:29:30 PM
"Well, I don't mind staying behind. As an elf amidst a group of elves, I'll stand out less anyway." She doesn't go as far as to say what reactions are likely to be between elf and orc - IF there was a great gang of orcs at this place. She reckons mutual gut reactions will be invariably hostile, but saying that in front of Gunther probably wouldn't help matters.
She tugs at Milo's shoulder. "Just be careful. Okay?"
Nick Sunday August 6th, 2006 7:39:39 PM
Nick approaches Valdor. "While I can't fault your reasoning," he says quietly to his leader, "might I suggest that you take one cleric with you? Just in case all heck breaks loose?" He's clearly uncomfortable about them going up the road without a healer present. Other private thoughts - Do I look too weak? After all, an Alemi cleric on the road isn't unusual, although perhaps not one of my rank - are bubbling away but are not at the forefront. "I don't want to push Bertram forward without his consent, but I do think one of us should accompany you."
Brother Bertram Sunday August 6th, 2006 10:13:40 PM
Bertram moves over to Gunther. "What have we gotten ourselves into Friend Gunther?"
Milo Sunday August 6th, 2006 11:25:56 PM
Milo cocks his head to one side and smiles impishly at Olana, "Hey! Its me!" Milo embraces Olana in a long, tight hug, "No worries love. Orcs aren't particularly bright anyway... except for Gunther here of course." A quick kiss, and the halfling giggles as he dons his cloak and checks his gear for readiness.
Gunther Sunday August 6th, 2006 11:37:02 PM
The warrior slaps the dwarf playfully on the back. "Hopefully noting ve can't handle. Stick vith me and ve'll do fine." Gunther beams at the thought of being among his fellow orcs after so long...though his is a little worried about potentially meeting up with some of the Grell clan. But why worry about that now? Especially when the prospect of a good old fashioned game of toss the corpse looks to become a reality in the very near future!
Valdor Monday August 7th, 2006 12:01:33 AM
Valdor replies to Nick,"I really doubt that we will encounter such, but I have no problem with you going. I just didn't want to raise too many eyebrows. I will keep my ears and armor covered, unless, of course we do end up in a fight. Let's move out and make good time."
DM Jan Monday August 7th, 2006 12:26:36 AM
((Daniel, I take it you meant Mordencain's Magnificent Mansion?))
So, at the side of the South Peasblossom River, at the western edge of Izen, and the eastern edge of Blackbird Forest, the group get's itself organised as to who should stay behind, and who should carry on toward the Tavern.
Amongst the preparations - Mordrid does a quick reconnaisance of the stepping stones - flat, wide, easily crossed. At the other side, he remembers what he's heard about the Forest ahead of him.
Blackbird Forest - lush, a mixture of deciduous and evergreen, beautiful - and dangerous. Where the trees had a habit of 'forgetting' where they were. One minute a tree was there, the next - POOF - it was gone. And if you happened to be close by - you were gone too. As to where the trees went, and for how long, that was a mystery. Sometimes they were gone for minutes, other times - for years. Some had never returned in all known memory. There were tales of trees re-appearing, completely frozen; others dead, or crushed. Some trees had become tangled with all kinds of things on their forays into the unknown, and returned with objects at the foot of, or entangled in, their branches. Boats, monsters, humanoids both alive and dead (alas, usually dead). There were tales of treasures and exotic weaponry, 'dinosaur' bones and fabulous jewels found at the sight of a tree that had disappeared and returned. It was a curious adventurer's dream and nightmare rolled into one. The potential, and the danger, lured many. Only those who possessed the secret were able to pass safely through. For the forest was the home of thousands of birds - rooks, crows, ravens, owls, finches - all wearing utterly black plumage - and the forest took care of it's own. So - if you had a black bird on your shoulder, chances are you were unlikely to be swept away. Or so it was thought... Perhaps not a place to just wander into, not without preparation. Culverwood demanded no less, after all.
Meanwhile, Ve Mundr takes the ten minutes necessary to craft his spell, and a shimmering gateway to nowhere appears a short distance away on the east side of the path. A sanctuary.
Gunther's big cat flattens her ears as the gateway appears, and she hunkers down under a shrub. All around, the coast is clear. There is no one on the path, floating up or down the river. It's time to move, for those staying, and those heading up toward the Inn.
Posting Report For Monday August 7th, 2006 4:44:33 AM
Game #1 Platinum Dragons For week of July 1,2006
Name MTWTF DM Jan 222XX Valdore XX3XXS Mordrid XXXXX Fr.Nick O2XXOS Dahlia OOXXO VEMont OXXOXS Carealota XXXXX
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Posting Report For Monday August 7th, 2006 4:54:02 AM
Game #3 Emeral Talons For the week of July 31,2006
Name MTWTF DM Donna XXXXX Lean X22XXSS Farlin XXXXO Milo XOXXS Olana OXXXOS Gunther XXOXOSS Inger OOXXO Bro.Bertram OXXXOS K'Nare XXX2XS Aerilia OXXXX I don't know where to put this player Farlin OXXXOS
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TALON ADM JAYB Monday August 7th, 2006 10:14:33 AM
HEY! I was going to do the Talon report this week> :)
I didnot know if anybody was taking the Posting report, But I'll let you do it! OK? ceil.
"NO! Jay"
Lian Monday August 7th, 2006 10:54:46 AM
Lian offers a hand to Aeralia to help her down. "Lady... I mean, Miss Aeralia, I suggest you stay away from the water's edge. Domi only knows what creatures lurk there." The monk says with true concern.
The monk hops off the horse and tethers him to a nearby log.
"Friend Valdor, could you use my assistance as well?" Offers the monk. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: 13/13 Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 0/3 (13 berries) Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Falin Monday August 7th, 2006 3:43:12 PM
Falin will work with the groups and in the morning he will accept the invite to pick berries with Lian.
Falin considers the proposal of Lians to change the sizes of he groups. He asks Lian, "Take a look at them and if you do not like the groupings they are in now we can switch them up. I placed them in smaller groups, each with a captain so that they could manuever better.
Ingrge/ Dahlia Monday August 7th, 2006 8:56:23 PM
Ingrge hears what K'nara has to say and suggests that because of his all white apparel that he should probably stay behind, but that if she wanted him to come he would.
Dahlia settles her pony into rest mode, unitl they leave and checks over her supplies and weapons.
Olana Monday August 7th, 2006 8:57:49 PM
"Milo, are you going to take the horse? Might as well. That way there's more room for the rest of us in this place."
She'll explore Ve Mundr's sanctuary, looking to see if she can see outside from within.
Nick Monday August 7th, 2006 9:00:17 PM
"If Bertram consents to go with you," Nick says to Valdor, "then I have no problem with staying. I know you can look after yourselves, and Ve and myself are here to help protect the elves if anything happens."
Assuming Bertram is going, he'll enter the sanctuary, disappearing within.
Brother Bertram Monday August 7th, 2006 9:49:30 PM
Bertram prepares for going along, making sure his equipment is ready.
(OOC I rather got the impression that Bert wasnt with you at this point Nick as you went off speaking quietly, i assumed alone.)
Valdor Monday August 7th, 2006 11:00:03 PM
Valdor looks surprised at Lian's offer, but thanks Lian and lets the monk assist him. He chuckles and says,"Us old folk need all the help we can get."
Seeing they have a group, he says,"Let's do this people. And Nick, we'll keep in touch regularly." He taps his earpiece, checks to make sure everyone is ready, pulls his cloak over his head and heads off down the road.
Mordrid Monday August 7th, 2006 11:03:10 PM
The ranger tells Valdor,"Hurry back. This is a scouting mission...no fighting! Do not give our enemies any advance warning of our intentions."
He grimaces at the thought of the group split, but knows the archers still need much practice and they need information.
Milo Monday August 7th, 2006 11:58:55 PM
Milo brightens momentarily, "Oh... good idea," and then gets the horse ready to go quickly. The halfling mounts up and follows Valdor down the road. Catching up with the large man, "This is an incredible honor sir." Milo nods his hooded head toward the warrior.
K'Nara Tuesday August 8th, 2006 1:50:37 AM
"I'd love for the entire group to come, Ingrge," K'Nara admits readily, "However, we are in the thick of orc country...or, at least, orc-influenced country. Many times the mere sight of an elf sets off the animosity. Stay...help train the archers...and give Caeryn my best if you get in touch with her."
The human blade singer takes up the reins of Poki, feeling that it's likely best to have a four-footed option should the scouting mission need to beat a hasty retreat back here.
"Coming...?" she asks of Gunther, leaning down a bit from the top of the horse and holding out a hand, clearly inviting him to mount the horse behind her.
DM Jan Tuesday August 8th, 2006 1:58:20 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - MID/LATE MORNING
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori) (Who's on horseback? Who's on foot?)
The group hasn't gone far when they round a slight bend in the river. Ahead is a building - two storey, pretty big, built like a giant log cabin. There looks to be a sign outside the building but it's too far to read right now, except for the word 'Tears'. There look to be stables, and in the foreground, a corral. There's a man in the corral. He has a horse on the end of a long rein, and he's having it walk in a large circle around him. Furthermore, the sound of multiple hoofbeats can be heard, coming from the north east, as though someone is approaching that building from that direction.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Lian (Jay, that correct?), Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Inside the extra-planer sanctuary, Ne'thrin, Feld'he, and the two females Er'eth and Al'thra, are gathered around Falin and Lian (if he stays behind). They've heard Falin explain about training drills, distractions, etc etc, and want to know if they can go outside in order to do this. Olana finds that if she wants to observe the outside, then she'll have to actually go outside. Partially opaque 'unseen' servants drift through the sanctuary/mansion. They'll tend to any need. This place is VERY comfortable.
(Does anyone remain outside? And if so, where. Be specific, folks.)
Gunther's cat remains outside, hidden by a shrub. Cori's raven, perched nearby hears the calls of his bretheren across the river in the forest. Somewhere in the trees, there is a crashing sound.
Corialote and Amarth d20+4=5 d20+14=22 Tuesday August 8th, 2006 2:03:11 AM
Cori slips back onto her horse and looks around the area, trying to commit every detail to memory. She does not pull up her hood but does make sure her goggles are fitted tightly over her eyes.
As she rides down the road with the rest that are coming she sends back a mental note to Amarth to keep a tabs on things. She will return as soon as possible and he can find her if needed. She makes no move to disguise herself at this time as her heritage could help out. Riding up to come alongside Valdor, she allows her eyes to search the road ahead. "Will we be needing any disguise?" She will do what she can with what she has if needed. She could not hear anything though as her mind races with all sorts of ideas...some of it coming back to the journal which she needs to get back to reading.
[listen 5 and spot 22]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Falin Tuesday August 8th, 2006 10:19:28 AM
Not wanting to waste a night and not train Falin says, "I would prefer to train outside this evening. I think we should stick to the east side of the river and within a quarter mile of the shelter, just in case."
Leaning in towards the four captain Falin tells them, "I am not concerned anymore with their accuracy. Accuracy can be improved during a battle. It is the will to stand and fight in the face of danger that I am worried about. Most of the elves are young and inexperienced." His eyes seem to cloud for a second, "They have never had to watch their family and friends slaughtered before." He is silent for a second and then snaps out of it.
"I would like to work on making sure they can keep their wits baout them in a stressful situation. Hopefully we will have some help from Lady Aeralia. Later this evening."
"To begin with I think we should take several hours of watches tonite to make sure they can be quiet and patient for long periods of time. And you never know, we may get some training out of it afterall." He stops for a second, "But I still want everyone within a quarter-mile of the entrance. I want you each to take your group east of the river and then split up so that each group is just within sight of one another. I will be out with you moving from group to group."
"Lian," Fain will turn to his friend, "Is there anyhting you would like to do?" Leaning in Falin says, "Perhaps sneak up on the groups and suprise them or take items from them to see if they notice?" Falin smiles a bit.
OOC: What do the four captain look like?
Lian (AC 37, hps 88) d20+8=20 d20+20=32 d20+22=38 d20+10=29 Tuesday August 8th, 2006 10:21:26 AM
(On foot, with Valdor)
He leaves Poki with Aeralia.
"Falin, I didn't realize you had already done that." He smirks. "No, there isn't any ONE thing I can think of doing. However, I think illusions or suddenly being cast into silence might be distraction. I can cast Silence in the middle of orders being given to see if they can decipher lip reading." He looks at Falin with a wink.
The monk smiles at Valdor, glad to be of service and ammused at being considered 'Not an ol' folk.' "Friend Valdor, I'm nearly 157 years young. Now, if your referring to the lack of 'adventuring experience' I have, you are correct." He laughs. "I hope we get a chance to talk more of our experiences..." A serious, focused look crosses his angular features. "...but we have a job right now."
"Maybe we should check out the out-buildings first." Suggests the monk. (Move Silently 38, Listen 32, Spot 29, Hide 20)
``````````````````````````````````````````````` Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: 13/13 Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 0/3 (13 berries) Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Valdor Tuesday August 8th, 2006 10:42:57 AM
Valdor laughs aloud and replies,"Ah yes, it is always difficult to tell the age of an elf. But it's only an expression. I am in my prime and feel old not at all. And, as to the job at hand...you'll find out soon enough that there always seems to be such job when you become Consortium members. Unfortunately, it's not always a glamorous position, but ultimately one of responsibility. I miss the adventuring and searching and fighting evil. So much of what we do now focuses on a bigger scale than ourselves that there is little time for the good old dungeon crawl that I used to love so much. We haven't found a good treasure hoard in too many years."
There's a gleam in his eyes that wasn't there earlier. He seems excited, until he hears the hoofbeats. He continues to walk beside his mount and says,"If anyone has better vision than myself, now would be a good time to use it. If they approach the stables, let's let them arrive first and see what we face."
Lian Tuesday August 8th, 2006 1:08:34 PM
Lian smiles and looks in the direction of the hoofbeats to see what can be seen.
"Just for future reference Friend Valdor, Ingrge is nearly twice my age (*he winks*), Olana is a bit younger than me and Falin is about a centuary old or so. I hope this helps you gauge elven age a little better."
"As for dungeon crawls... I hope I'm well shot of them for the time being! That lich and its beasties made sure of that!"
Ve Mundr Tuesday August 8th, 2006 5:21:16 PM
Ve reminds any who plan to go outside that the entrance will be invisible "So pay attention to where you come out"
Ve will sit and enjoy a long relaxing meal
Milo Tuesday August 8th, 2006 6:54:35 PM
Milo remains perched atop the horse, but seems ready to slide off the mount at a moment's notice.
Brother Bertram Tuesday August 8th, 2006 7:18:44 PM
Bertram moves along with the others, his hand resting easy on his large axe. He smiles at Dahlia. "You will have to tell me of some of your adventures sometime, Friend Dahlia. I know most of you only through rumor, half-truths, and legend."
Ingrge / Dahlia Tuesday August 8th, 2006 9:43:17 PM
Staying back with Falin with the archers, Ingrge consults with him. If you want a truer test of how they will react I can provide on if you like though I will not be able to be present with my bow. I can supply a decent sixed illusionary force that will in all senses seem real and can do actual damage. I can even make it nonlethal damage. just let me know if you want me to arrange this. I would need a few hours led time though.
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Dahlia over at the dwarf beside her and grins. And what kind of adventures would you like to hear about? There are sooo many kinds. Did you know I once was the leader of a Gypsey troupe for several years? But then most of my adventures have been pretty ordinary, you however have been to Fidelia's realm. I have only hear harrowing folk tales about that place. None of us has been there.
Gunther d20+3=22 d20+12=18 Tuesday August 8th, 2006 10:38:54 PM
Gunther beams up at K'nara. "I vouldn't dream of passing up such an honor!" Grabbing K'nara's hand lightly, Gunther jumps up and lands lightly in the saddle behind K'nara (Jump=18)
The orc listens to Lian's elven banter with extreme disinterest. Always the oldest or the smartest or the most talented... It's a good thing he's already learned to like these guys.
As he hears the approach of the horses, Gunther spins in his saddle, looking around behind K'nara (Spot-22). He stands ready to face any challengers if need be.
Valdor Tuesday August 8th, 2006 10:54:09 PM
Valdor leans over to Bertram and says,"It's all true, I assure you. She's as good, mean, and stubborn as the stories go."
He's obviously trying hard to keep a straight face. He winks at Cori and nods at her as if to say,'And you, too'.
Corialote and Amarth d20+4=12 d20+14=16 Tuesday August 8th, 2006 11:12:13 PM
Cori smiles at Valdor from the back of her horse. "You are a flatterer." She gives him one of those smiles that speaks of many things and then goes back to the things at hand.
Horses approaching and what to do. With a shrug she will let Valdor take the lead as usual. She knows that she can be there to pull the fat out of the fire...not that Valdor has much fat to pull out. Another smile plays across her face as she takes in the profile of Valdor.
Amarth back at camp cannot believe his luck, brothers and sisters in the forest. Maybe he can talk a little with the local folks. He sends out a few querying calls to his kind out in the woods to see if they are interested in gossip.
[listen 12 and spot 16]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
K'Nara Tuesday August 8th, 2006 11:38:04 PM
K'Nara nudges Poki up to where Cori happens to be.
"If you would, m'lady," she asks of the spellcaster, "Gunther, here, could use a way to disguise the wreath on his head--he needs it to communicate to Thaeri, the black panther...but it looks a bit...if you'll pardon the expression...fey, and not at all in keeping with what those of orcish blood would respect. Could you help with that, then, please..?"
The tall blade singer relies on Gunther to keep an eye open for the approaching riders.
Olana Wednesday August 9th, 2006 12:31:37 AM
Olana attempts to bring the horses (any that the others didn't take) carefully into the Sanctuary. After all, it would look pretty funny with a lot of horses standing outside on their own. Could get stolen.... not that there seemed to be anyone around.
Nick Wednesday August 9th, 2006 12:34:24 AM
Nick talks quietly to Ve, as the others discuss training strategies. "If they meet trouble up at this tavern, I suppose we'd better be ready to move? Not that I've any kind of plan or anything."
DM Jan Wednesday August 9th, 2006 12:47:23 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - MID/LATE MORNING
An inspection from a distance of the outbuildings suggests stables and storehouses. The man training the horse waves at the party, then reins in the beast as six riders appear over the crest of a low hill. The riders' speed ensures that they arrive at the main building well before the group. Cori, Lian and Gunther see orcs. All six are lightly armoured, on large, black, long-legged steeds. There's an assortment of crossbows and longswords. They all dismount, look the group's way for a moment,
then lead their mounts inside.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of
Gunther and Cori)
As the party settles into the sanctuary, and plans are made for later in the day for training - Outside, far to the south, three figures appear. All of them are dressed in dark red robes, and appear to be walking north along the path, perhaps toward the tavern. They'll be walking past the sanctuary in a few minutes time. Amarth's call out to the forest is answered by a cacophony of cawing. It's quite a din, and it's the usual territorial stuff, and a hello.
((Jamie - elf leaders descriptions coming up))
Lian Wednesday August 9th, 2006 11:12:53 AM
Lian waits for some form of orders to come from either Valdor or Knara.
Aeralia Wednesday August 9th, 2006 12:20:32 PM
Aeralia thinks hard when Gunther makes his request. "Hmm, well, I can hide it, but it won't last very long...Perhaps when we get closer to our destination?"
She reactiviates her enchantment and the color drains from her clothing again, giving her the look of a worn traveler, instead of a bright and cheerful performer.
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When approaching the Tavern, she remains silent, waiting to see what the leaders want done.
Valdor Wednesday August 9th, 2006 2:09:00 PM
As they approach at a normal pace, Valdor asks Cori,"Was there a banner in sight? And did those horses they were riding resemble the one in the vision?"
He says where the group can hear but not overtly loudly,"We will simply approach and ask for our hrses to be rested for the night, and re-shoed, if he deems it necessary. Gunther, you do the talking. We are just a group of adventurers who haven't seen this part of the country and wanted to view it in person."
Mordrid Wednesday August 9th, 2006 2:13:28 PM
Mordrid simply watches the archers and gives pointers occasionally. He paces all over, not enjoying the waiting in the least.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday August 9th, 2006 4:52:44 PM
Cori looks to the lady K'Nara and thinks for a few minutes. "Most of my magics would not help in disguise of that sorts but I do have some material that he maybe able to use as a bandana...it should not kill the wreath and would hide it without the evidence of magic." It is only a suggestion and the only one that she can give at this time. The material is black with silver trim and should not draw too much attention...but still be manly. "In fact I could add little skulls to it with a little magic though it will not last too long but should be long enough." She knows that she could also change the color or other things about it to fit. Looking to the riders she shakes her head. "Orcs...lightly armored but outfitted pretty decent...not the greatest." Then again compared to many of the group she rides with they are underarmed really.
Amarth settles down as he hears the cries and laughs to himself. It has been long since he left that scene behind...though he would not mind finding a mate or two or three.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Ve Mundr Wednesday August 9th, 2006 5:51:51 PM
Ve takes drink and has a bite of a cucumber, "Trouble at the Tavern? Well I suppose, but I don't think anything life threatenting will occur. We just got here."
Ve takes anouther sip, "I have the Status on them so I'll be the first to know, and then there is these earrings." Ve pauses in thought, "You worry a bit much friend, we shouldn't be battling for our lives for at least another day." he finally adds with a grin.
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 9th, 2006 6:53:29 PM
Bertram shrugs, "And why in Domi's name would you want to be? I was glad to be rid of that place, but at the same time, that is a piece of unfinished business there."
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 9th, 2006 6:55:54 PM
Bertram glances at the Orcs cooly for a moment then turns back Dahlia.
Dahlia / Ingrge Wednesday August 9th, 2006 9:43:45 PM
Dahlia rolls her eyes and sticks out her tongue at Valdor but says nothing in response.
"There is always unfinished business hanging over our heads. There is a certain halfling I would like to see dead as well as a certain current resident of Lord Sturveant's Palace."
As they see the Orcs and they head into the Tavern, she turns back to her leader.
"Valdor, you want I should do a bit of unseen inspecting of the Inn before the rest of us go in?"
*******
Ingrge waits upon Falins response to his suggestion.
K'Nara Wednesday August 9th, 2006 10:29:23 PM
"Well, those were obviously orcs," K'Nara points out, dismounting, "So we definitely need to make sure that Lian doesn't draw any negative attention..." Here she grins and winks at the elf, "...because we all know how you monks just LOVE to go picking fights, now. We'll also need to definitely use that scarf, Cori, thank you." The tall chestnut-maned woman takes the scarf from the spellcaster and helps tie it in place, covering the dainty blue-flowered wreath that Gunther wears.
"Keep your eyes and ears peeled, everyone," K'Nara advises, "Gunther's the go-to guy for this one. Follow his lead." With this, the leader of the Emerald Talons sweeps an arm out towards the tavern. "After you, then, Gunther..?"
Nick Wednesday August 9th, 2006 10:32:05 PM
Nick lets out a sigh. "Ve, I'm sure you're right. And yes, it's not like we're out of range of communication."
Nick tries to chill.
Falin Wednesday August 9th, 2006 10:38:31 PM
Appologizing to Ingrge Falin says, "I am sorry I forgotto say sometehing earlier. Yes, I think that would be a great idea. Plus, the nonlethal damage may suprise them a bit."
We will wait until a little later in the day to do some training. As Falin see the approaching figures he has the elves all gather inside the sanctuary. He looks at his captains and says, "Go ahead and have them break ranks inside and relax for a bit. I don't want anyone getting burned out. We will start our training later today. We will see how things unfold to get an accurate time."
Looking to the South he turns to the other adventurers still out there with him, "Should a few of us stay out here or should we all go inside?"
Milo d20+25=37 d20+23=43 d20+16=33 Wednesday August 9th, 2006 10:47:01 PM
"Valdor, I think I'll have a look before we approach to closely. Give me the count of ten, and then follow, I should be back to you by then." With that the halfling drops off the side of his large mount, and immediately finds cover, sneaking toward the buildings to get a better look at what is inside, without being seen himself. (OOC: Hide DC 37, Move Silently DC 43, Spot DC 33)
Valdor Thursday August 10th, 2006 12:12:17 AM
Valdor shakes his head 'no' to Dahlia, then nods to Milo. He wants to see what he can do. He is fully aware of Dahlia's abilities. He coughs a bit, trying to muffle it. Apparently he has a cold or something similar.
Olana Thursday August 10th, 2006 12:36:18 AM
Having got the horses tethered inside, Olana looks to her weaopons and maybe does a little sharpening.
Gunther Thursday August 10th, 2006 12:54:34 AM
The warrior thanks Cori for her smart solution to his problem and then smiles as K'nara covers his wreath. He's just about to stroll over to the orcs when Milo decides to scout. Nodding, he waits patiently for him to do his thing and then starts walking over toward the orcs like he owns the place. Looking determined, he calls out in orchish. "Greetings blood brothers. Anybody know where an orc can get some grubs and rest his bum for a while?" Though his demeanor is mostly pleasant, Gunther's body language reflects an aura of command, knowing that his people do not usually take well to displays of weakness.
DM Jan Thursday August 10th, 2006 1:05:52 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING
As Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther (with Gunther in the lead), Cori and Lian approach the tavern, the man training the horse watches them curiously as they ride/walk past. "Morning!" he calls out.
Milo discovers the following on his reconnaisance, finding shrubbery and a few stacks of barrels for cover - The tavern looks more like a large inn, the sign says 'Tears of the Wood', there's a main gate (open), some kind of yard beyond, where there are stables, and a set of wooden steps leading up to the tavern, which appears to be upstairs, with storerooms down below. The stables look extensive, although a lot of the stalls look empty. A young male human is in the process of leading the orcs horses away, while the orcs themselves climb the stairway, heading inside. He can hear a little of their gutteral chatter as they ascend, but nothing recognisible. The orcs' horses look to be heavily built, like warhorses, although their legs are longer, narrower, like those of a hunter, built for speed. On one of the horses panniers, is a small design - a mountain and a lightning bolt.
As Gunther calls out as the others approach, one of the orcs remains on the top step, and turns toward the human who can by all accounts, speak his language very well. He cocks his head and gives Gunther a half snarl. Sharp, not exactly friendly eyes narrow, then appear to come to a decision. The orc gestures with a nod of the head toward the tavern door. That seems to be as good as Gunther is going to get right now.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Falin has the elves safely inside the sanctuary by the time the three figures on the path have likely to have noticed. (I have Mordrid, Falin and Ingrge outside?) As they get closer, it becomes obvious that the figures are three Aisildurian clerics. They're now about 100 feet away.
Ve Mundr Thursday August 10th, 2006 9:33:53 AM
"Of Course I am Nicholas, have some vegetables and cider."
The elves re-enter and Ve sends one of the servants to show them to the dining area. Not much to do at the moment but sit back relax and do some reading. Ve reclines into the overstuffed, high backed chair and opens his travel prayer book. A motion to one of the servants and a quill and ink are quickly brought over. With a slightly audible sigh to push any tension from him, he settles in and tunes out his surroundings.
Lian (AC 37, hps 88) Thursday August 10th, 2006 9:56:42 AM
Lian takes the scarf and wraps it around his forehead and ears, disguising his most dominant elven features. He will not, however, chose to use its magical traits due to his other more useful headband. :) The black and silver is out of place on a man covered head to toe in dark smokey grey.
Recognizing the heraldric mark from the vision, Lian notes anything that might be considered 'odd' to the area. He fingers a scroll of detect good in his pocket. Thinking twice, he abandons that idea and prepares to cast, if necessary. He begins fingering through a pouch of coppers, after placing his holy symbols down his tunic out of sight. I won't instigate this time, K'Nara. Thinks the elf.
``````````````````````````````````````````````` NOTE: Having left Merlot behind because he was too old, Lian would have transferred his saddlebags to Poki. Or at least its contents to his pockets.
Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: 13/13 Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 0/3 (13 berries) Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Falin Thursday August 10th, 2006 10:10:02 AM
"Well, they are close enough to have seen us." Falin ponders out loud. "I say we just stand here. If they stop and ask we are just resting for a moment by the river."
He flicks his head towards the three priests. "We are heading in that direction."
Corialote and Amarth d20+13=14 d20+3=18 Thursday August 10th, 2006 10:35:21 AM
Cori parts with the company for a few as she makes her way over to the man dealing with the horses. She slips out of the saddle and stretches as she watches him work. She comes up to the fence and shakes her head in admiration. "Nice horses you have there." She tries to look like a normal female impressed with the equines. She does not try to hide her heritage as that would be too late anyways and part of this is no act...they are fine horses. "Do you sell them or do these belong to someone already?" Looking back at the horse she is riding it pales in comparison. She knows that she just started a process of possible haggling over prices and the man...if he can sell them will most likely catch that.
Amarth finds his attention turned to the three men walking up the road. He stays on the bush and for all appearances is a normal crow out of the forest for some reason. Something that he hopes is not too strange.
[appraise 14 on horses[hahaha], diplomacy 18]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Ingrge Thursday August 10th, 2006 6:02:47 PM
"That way. Right." Didn't Father Nicholas tell us something about being pursued by G'aalian priests?
Milo d20+25=43 d20+23=40 Thursday August 10th, 2006 11:02:04 PM
Milo quickly returns to Valdor's side, "Um... I don't know if you if you'd recognize a small device, a mountain and a lightning bolt... on one of the orc's horses. Otherwise, it looks peaceful enough so far." Then much quieter, "I'm gonna have a look at the storehouse downstairs," Milo quickly removes his slippers of spider climb from his haversack, changing out his boots of speed for the lighter footwear and attempts to move unseen to check out the storeroom below the main tavern, looking for a window or other such entrance. He also looks for a window entrance to the tavern above as well. (OOC: Hide DC 43, Move Silently DC 40)
Brother Bertram Thursday August 10th, 2006 11:07:24 PM
Bertram readies a few spells in his mind, just in case things go badly with the encounter.
Gunther Thursday August 10th, 2006 11:13:42 PM
Gunther looks over at K'nara. "Vell, you vanna go in? Maybe ve'll get lucky and de'll have fried green ochres." The big cat trainer licks his lips in eager anticipation.
K'Nara Friday August 11th, 2006 12:04:21 AM
The chestnut-maned woman warrior nudges Gunther along.
"Let's get going--we have to let Milo do his brand of recon." she says with mock annoyance, but is smiling at Gunther's anticipation of his own version of "home cookin'..."
Valdor Friday August 11th, 2006 12:06:01 AM
Valdor listens to Milo and nods. It's one of the things he wanted to know. There are obviously a large number of orcs under that banner. How could an army of orcs, or even a tribe, be an ally? Not likely.
He says,"Let's let Cori discuss a few things with the trainer, then we can head inside.
(Jan, Gunther is half orc, I believe, not human.)
Mordrid Friday August 11th, 2006 12:17:47 AM
Mordrid nocks an arrow and waits for the clerics to get closer. If they make any attempt on Father Nick, or even begin to cast a spell, his arrow will fly and the elves who have been working so hard will see an arrow fly as straight as any they have seen...or more like five arrows.
Nellie---aka Gunther Friday August 11th, 2006 12:53:16 AM
Actually, Gunther is a human, but he considers himself an orc. His human parents were killed and he was "adopted" by a band of orcs. It's a long story, and I won't bore you with it. ;) Sorry for the confusion.
Nick Friday August 11th, 2006 1:16:29 AM
Unaware of any Aisildurians on the horizon, Nick settles down and tries to relax a bit. Yes, everything probably was all right, and the group that had gone up to the tavern were more than capable of looking after themselves. The warriors, the mages, an incendiary mix... Oh my, what if - no, everything was going to be fine. Perhaps a nice glass of cider was just the thing.
Olana Friday August 11th, 2006 1:24:02 AM
Also inside the 'mansion', Olana watches the other elves swarm about the place and frowns. What was going to happen with this little lot when the dung hit the fan? Well, it wasn't like they were just being left to sink or swim, and hopefully Falin and Lian could knock them into shape.
She starts to pace, annoyed at the inactivity, and hoping Milo wasn't neck deep in trouble.
DM Jan Friday August 11th, 2006 2:23:35 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING/LUNCH
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori, Lian
Over at the corral, the man training the young colt reins in the beast and walks it over to Cori. "I can see you have a good eye!" he says with a grin, "Alas, I don't have any for sale right now. Maybe this one in a week or two, but I don't want to let him go just yet. He's not properly broken in. Now - if you'd have been here a few days ago, you'd have beaten the caravan merchant to it. Just about cleaned me out, he did. Took thirty of my finest and headed south east not two days ago."
Over at the tavern entrance, the young lad leading the orcs' horses away yells - "I'll be right with you! It's 5 silver overnight for stabling, but they'll be well taken care of!" The steps leading up to the Tavern proper are expertly crafted, and toward the top - an awning flaps gently in the breeze, no doubt to protect patrons if the weather turns nasty. The courtyard looks clean and well swept. The 6 orcs have disappeared inside.
There's a row of windows on the ground floor, and a partially open door. Through the windows, Milo can see stacks of hay, bags of grain, and barrels of apples. There looks to be a garden around the back, too.
The whole place smells of an adventurer's life on the open road - the tavern, the forest, the river; a far cry from dragons and city politics. There is a row of upper windows. In fact - what look like the faces of two curious elves, maybe tavern patrons, are looking out.
(Any disguises need to be figured out now before venturing further.)
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
With Ve, Nick, Olana and the elves hidden away, Gunther's cat hiding under a shrub, and Cori's bird perched there looking like - a bird, only Falin, Ingrge and Mordrid are obviously visible to the three Aisildurians.
All three clerics are human men, maybe in their late twenties, and they stop as they get close, maybe because of Mordrid's body language, maybe not. "Greeting travelers," says one of the men. All three appear to be exhuding a pleasant manner. The only jarring note perhaps is that each man appears to have been the victim in some kind of horrible bloody accident. Through a gap in their robes, their chests look raw, the insides exposed, or so it would seem to anyone not familiar with heartseeding. "We're on our way north, to the Tears of the Wood. Are you heading the same way? Would you mind the company of three clerics of Ga'al? Or are you heading into yon forest over there? Forest adventurers seem few and far between these days. Almost everyone we meet on the road seems to be on their way to join the Iron Fist." With that last comment, he appears to be fishing for info. It doesn't come out as natural as the rest of his speech. Falin finds himself having a strange reaction to the sight of those heartseeds. So raw, so bloody... he should be revolted. And yet...
Falin Friday August 11th, 2006 7:28:51 AM "Aaye, quel andune." Says Falin, "Or in your language 'Hail Good afternoon.'
Falin approaches and extends a hand towards them to shake. "I appologize, we are not heading that way, companions on the road can always be a benefit. For both protection and conversation."
If it is apparent to the priests that he is looking he will appologize. He has only heard stories of priests of Ga'al before. He has never seen one.
Ingrge Friday August 11th, 2006 7:50:37 AM
Ingrge steps up behind Falin knowing what a triad is capable of. So what brings a Ga'alian triad so far from home. Have you walked the entire way?
Lian (AC 37, hps 88) Friday August 11th, 2006 8:17:02 AM
None of this smelled right. A wayfarers tavern, this far out on a merchant route... it is by a river with ferry. But where was the ferry?
The monk starts feeling as if he ate something squiggly. His stomach was churning. Was it nerves?
"Perhaps we should stay here the night." He says in a low voice that only Knara can hear.
This place was just too good to be true, and it probably was.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NOTE: Having left Merlot behind because he was too old, Lian would have transferred his saddlebags to Poki. Or at least its contents to his pockets.
Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: 13/13 Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 0/3 (13 berries) Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Mordrid d20+18=29 Friday August 11th, 2006 11:26:52 AM
Mordrid relaxes his bow. He'd love to put an arrow through the man's eye, but he wasn't going to start a fight. He gestures towards his mouth, as though he can't speak, then turns around and walks towards the brush. He simply moves into the brush and disappears. He watches from about fifty feet away and keeps his bow ready.
(Using Hide and Hide in Plain Sight Feat)
Valdor Friday August 11th, 2006 11:33:22 AM
Valdor keeps his hood pulled low over his head. He has moved his swords to his hips and has them covered as well. He looks like a big man with a cloak tightly wrapped around his body. He turns his head and coughs again, not loudly, but as though his throat is a bit sore. He makes sure his eyes can't easily be seen under his hood.
Corialote and Amarth Friday August 11th, 2006 12:57:57 PM
Still being genial and polite and with the water broken she leans on the fence. She so wants to reach out and stroke the horse's neck. "Is he broken good enough to feel?" Her eyes sparkle as she takes in the sight of the horse closer up. She does shake her head as she wonders what the price would be for such a horse, though she does file away the information about the merchant. "What would be the price for this one after he is ready?" She takes on a slightly hurt look as she lets the other news sink in. "Think it would be possible to catch the merchant and negotiate a purchase or did he already have a buyer?"
Either way she slips a gold piece into the young man's hand with a smile. "Try to remember that you have a buyer in the next couple of weeks." Leading her horse she will move back towards the others and then to Valdor's side. "Had to see a man about a horse." Her eyes are flashing as she speaks and there is that hint of mischief there again.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
K'Nara Friday August 11th, 2006 7:21:57 PM
K'Nara eyes the scarf that Lian has used on his own head.
"We'll stay for as long as we need to, obviously." the female human agreed. "We really do need to play it by ear, though--there seems to be a fairly regular traffic of orcs, and we don't want to mix it up with them until after we get what information we can about that leader-type from Cori's vision."
K'Nara doesn't adjust her own clothing at all--she looks like a person who's been traveling about for the last three weeks...which she has. She figures her blend of greens, browns and blacks isn't going to stand out too terribly from whatever may be in the tavern proper.
She checks on Gunther's scarf one last time before nodding Valdor's way and stepping into the tavern itself.
Ve Mundr Friday August 11th, 2006 9:28:38 PM
Ve further tunes out the distractions about him. Nicholas would eventually ease up and the rest were simply going to have to deal with some patience for now. He had the Status spell and the communication earring and the group that had gone to the tavern and those still outside were not commoners or without considerable skill at thier disposal.
Ve delves further into his book, jotting down thoughts and ideas and turning further to examine the after effects of the pit and the much louder voice of power in his mind. It had always been there, his assuredness, confidence his self worth of skill, but now it had recenty been amplified and taken a darker almost malevolant tone of its own. Every psyche had it and every hero of the Wold had to confront and keep it in check. Having also so recently witnessed how it could consume someone anyone, Ve Mundr set his not so insignificant Will and self discipline to the taskof putting this new surge of darkness back where it belonged.
Talon Posting report ADM Jay B Saturday August 12th, 2006 10:22:19 AM
Forgive me if this is a bit hurried or incorrect, it's been awhile since my last report. :)
Donna has been a bit under the weather, this is likely the reason she hasn't maintained her standards in posting.
I also believe Aeralia's player is on sabbatical.
Name MTWTF Lian x2xxx Falin xx2xx Milo xxxxo Olana xxxox Gunther oxxxx Ingrge xxxxx Bro.Bertram xx2xx K'Nara o2oxx Aeralia ooxoo
Lian (AC 37, hps 88) Saturday August 12th, 2006 10:24:33 AM
The monk remains close to Knara, ready for anything. He continues to finger item in his pockets nervously.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ NOTE: Having left Merlot behind because he was too old, Lian would have transferred his saddlebags to Poki. Or at least its contents to his pockets.
Prepared Spells: *domain 0)Create Water, Guidancex2, Mending, Purify Food and Drink 1)Bless, Detect Evil, Divine Favor, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear, Sanctuary, *Enlarge Person 2) Make Whole, Restoration (Lesser), Silence x2, *Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist: 13/13 Wholeness of Body: Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry: 0/3 (13 berries) Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength: 2/2
Milo d20+25=40 d20+23=32 Saturday August 12th, 2006 12:25:39 PM
Milo quickly moves to a side of the building where he might find cover or concealment, and quickly ascends the outside wall ala spiderclimbing to have a glance inside. (OOC:Hide DC 40, Move Silently DC 32)
Brother Bertram Saturday August 12th, 2006 7:17:04 PM
Bertram keeps to the background, his holy symbol tucked away under his clothing, His axe resting across the saddle, looking very much the part of a mercenary.
Gunther Saturday August 12th, 2006 11:41:42 PM
After having submitted to K'nara's inspection, Gunther whispers to her "Vonce ve get in dere, I need to be in control." Gunther strolls into the Inn and checks it out...looking and for the most part feeling very confident. He heads over to the bar as soon as he spots it. "Give me a beer and a plate of fried green ochres." he commands in orcish and then kicks up his boots. He looks over at the barkeep and grins, continuing in perfect orcish. "We've just come back from a long journey and my crew's looking for some fun...maybe even some pay...anything interesting going on around here?"
Valdor Sunday August 13th, 2006 1:05:34 AM
Valdor stays hunkered down under his cloak, a cough escaping every so often. He looks up just long enough to give Cori a wink so she knows he's fine. He figures if any orcs are too drunk and see a man his size that there might be a challenge. If he's acting sick, they might just leave him alone. He watches Gunther work and finds a seat.
Lian d20+10=30 d20+11=27 d20+20=33 d20+10=28 Sunday August 13th, 2006 1:53:12 PM
The monk remains near Knara, but keeps an eye on Valdor to see how the legend handles himself (the cough seems to be a ruse). Lian stays standing when they find a table. His arms crossed in front of him. The hand of Domi finds himself making eye contact with a handful of orcs (Spot 30<nat 20>, Sense Motive 27). He listens for anything of interest, occassionally glancing at Gunther to see if the orc-raised warrior seems to get upset for some reason. (Listen 33)
Do any of the orcs look like spellcasters? If so, what class might they be? Looks for pouches, focuses, totem bags, animal companions, etc... (Spellcraft 28)
Nick Sunday August 13th, 2006 9:09:11 PM
Still oblivious to the Aisildurians (which is perhaps just as well) Nick settles down in a corner somewhere and goes through the whole prophecy and other clues the group has received since. He's at a loss to understand how a single dragon could cause that much chaos, but then, if the beast were to team up with Parnoth, then the possiblities increased for sure. Something Mordrid said a while ago - about some of the dragons they'd faced in the past - driven by simple greed; simple being the operative word. Well, they knew Parnoth was a political animal, more aware, more adaptive to his surroundings. So... what was this black one like? More of the same, presumably. And that meant this wasn't just going to be about 'find the dragon in his lair and kill it'. That would be just too danged simple.
Olana Sunday August 13th, 2006 9:11:11 PM
To pass the time, Olana wanders about the mansion, talking to the Culverwood elves. She asks them questions, about how far they'd traveled about the Wold; what they knew of other places; what they knew about Parnoth, and whether they'd ever seen a black dragon before.
K'Nara d20+1=18 Sunday August 13th, 2006 11:03:10 PM
Knowing that she was likely not going to like aspects of what may happen next, K'Nara reminds herself that it is necessary in order for the combined forces of the Platinum Dragons and the Emerald Talons to find the mystery orc, then she enters the tavern and takes a subordinate position near Gunther, crossing her arms and putting a completely neutral expression on her face, all the while glancing around the perimeter with sharp hazel eyes.
(OOC: voluntary Spot check result: 18)
DM Jan Monday August 14th, 2006 2:15:16 AM
((Folks, if I miss anything - remind me.))
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING/LUNCH
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori, Lian
The horse trainer answers Cori - "I can certainly save this one for you if you want him. Like I say, I'd need another couple of weeks. He's a spirited one, and needs a strong will to master him. As for price, I try to be competitive - 420GP. "Now, that caravan - they do have two days start, but they'll be traveling slower than a single rider. Between you and me, I suspect they're heading for the recruitment station on the south coast. So you catch them before they get there. I've seen nothing but no-goods and ne'r-do-wells set off in that direction. Funny how the promise of gold brings all the vermin out of the woodwork."
As Gunther, Cori, Valdor, K'Nara, Bertram,Lian, Aeralia and Dahlia head up the stairs and enter the tavern, Milo gets plenty of opportunity to sneak around as the stable lad has his hands full with the horses. At the farside of the building is an outside bathhouse, with steps leading up to a side door. Directly around the back is a garden, a back door and a row of windows upstairs. The 10 windows at the back seem to look into bedrooms. The upstairs door, past the bath house is unlocked.
Inside the tavern, Gunther and the others are confronted by a huge sign that sits, propped up against a desk. The sign says - STOW YOUR WEAPONS! No exceptions! (in both common and orcish)
To one side of the desk, the entrance way opens out into the tavern proper, but the desk is occupied - by a middle aged human lady with blonde hair and a firm smile. At her side, a tall, male half orc stands there, his eyes checking everyone out. "Well, hello!" she says, "and welcome to -" Both she and the half orc look at one another as Gunther sweeps past.
The bar runs the length of the room and it looks as though it's been constructed out of the bottom of an old boat. Indeed, the odd barnacle clings to its surface every now and then. Behind the bar, is another half orc, in the midst of pouring six tankards, and who looks Gunther straight in the eye. "We have what you need. But see Mavis first." He gestures toward the desk at the entrance. At one end of the bar, is a carved ship's figurehead. Directly behind him in the room, Gunther can feel orcish eyes on him, busy with appraisal. But they aren't the only patrons. K'Nara can see two elves over by a window, and a table of humans, too. Lian's appraisel of the orcs - they look like soldiers, all very similarly dressed, and their scabbards are empty. The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Outside the secret hideaway, Ingrge, Falin and Mordrid engage in conversation with the Aisildurian clerics, with both raven and cat in earshot. One of the clerics follows Mordrid with his eyes, until the ranger disappears into the shrubbery. If he's concerned, he doesn't show it. "Ah, a pity," says one of the others to Falin. He's about to continue when Ingrge asks his question. The man, possibly the leader, smiles. "Permit me to introduce ourselves. I am Brother Michael, and this is Brother Tyne, and Brother Tull. We are missionaries, out to spread the blessed holy word of Ga'al. And yes - we have walked all the way. It's not that far. We find that traveling this way brings us into contact with more people outside our own realm. This is how we learn, and how we are able to spread the word." A smile that becomes strained when it reaches the man's eyes also suggests there is another agenda. One that perhaps troubles him. "So, are you on your way to join the war?"
Inside the magical mansion, Ve continues with his meditations, and his new mindset. Just thinking of the pit, and it's legacy, stirs the bitter traces of ambition and power. Perhaps calling into question tactics and actions of the others. And as Nick falls into quiet contemplation, Olana talks to the elves. Most of them had grown up and lived in the wilds of Culverwood all their lives. As for a black dragon - no, they have never seen one.
Posting Report For Monday August 14th, 2006 8:00:41 AM
Platinum Dragons Game #1 Week of Aug 7,2006
Falin Monday August 14th, 2006 8:26:03 AM
"I was not aware of any war. You see I have been gone forsome time and am just passing through to get home."
He smiles at the missionaries. "It is always nice to visit new places, "Falin shudders for a second as he thinks of flying skulls, "but I always have a longing for home."
"What is the holy word of Ga'al if I might ask? What exactly are his tenants? If you can sum it up into just a few phrases. I don't want to keep you from your delivering the word to the South."
K'Nara Monday August 14th, 2006 9:37:59 AM
The human blade singer grimaces--she doesn't like the idea of being without her sword, but it looked like the others of the place were following the rules, so...
K'Nara removes her weapon, scabbard and all, and steps up to the desk where the lady and her half-orc companion are.
"Check weapons here..?" she asks in Common, her question more of a low grunt.
Aeralia Monday August 14th, 2006 11:28:00 AM
Aeralia follows K'Nara's lead, hiking her skirt and retreiving her blade thats strapped to her left thigh. She sets it gentle on the counter, then slips away to stand towards the back of her companions.
She'll follow the others to a table, and takes a seat quickly, dusting off her worn 'leather' skirt before sitting.
She does her best to remain calm and quiet, but every so often glances towards the darkest corner of the room with a bit of anxiety. After a deep breath, though, see seems to dismiss whatever was troubling her, and looks back to her companions, and towards Gunther.
Lian d20+11=22 Monday August 14th, 2006 11:46:49 AM
With no 'weapons to stow', the monk is happy that he chose the right discipline. He remains vigilant.
The elf would expect the regulars to be greated in the common manner, and he watches to see if any orcs that enter inspire some sort of reaction by the other orcs, either fear, excitement, distain or the like. (Sense Motive 22)
Corialote and Amarth Monday August 14th, 2006 4:18:58 PM
With a last nod to the lad she smiles. "You can expect to see me in two weeks time then with an even 500 gold to buy the horse." Oh she has all intentions in coming back for that horse. It might give her something to do in the future...maybe in retirement she can breed horses or open a riding school.
She follows the rest into the building with mixed feelings though she shares a slight smile with Valdor. Drow are always expected to be upto no good and they are often not looked at too closely...especially females who maybe powerful Matrons. She sniffs at the sign put still slips the belt off that holds her rapier, dagger and quiver with shortbow. "Now you take good care of these." She then hands the weapons over...not at all worried as her real weapons raced around in her head. A smile finds its way to her face as she moves further into the room and follows the others to a table. She got a little information from the lad working the horses outside but does not want to talk too openly here.
Amarth continues to perch upon the bush that he is on. To all others he most likely looks like another ordinary raven. Though truth be told he is listening and watching what is going on with some interest. Ga'al priest here could not be any good for anyone.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Ve Mundr Monday August 14th, 2006 5:07:54 PM Interesting, ressurect the memory and ressurect the impulses. He looks up at Father Nicholas for a moment and then at any others that me be around. The elves were young too young and too inexperienced. Bringing them based on a vision did not sit entirely well with him. The last 'vision' the elves acted upon caused the deaths of thousands and through the very Wold into chaos. Ve's brow furrowed, how easily the self rightous indulgance penetrated him. Visions indeed, he lived his entire life based on visions and communes. So it was not the vision that stirred him, it was the source. Two score of elves, how could they possibly have an impact? Likely any of the Platinum Dragons and possibly the Emerald Talons could wade through 42 green elves such as they. It simply did not make sence, but they wree here now and he would see what could be done to allow as many as possible to go home again.
Gunther Monday August 14th, 2006 11:26:31 PM
Grinning at the half-orc, Gunther nods and winks. "Rules, rules, rules." He heads back over to the weapon check in station. Snapping his fingers, his two-bladed sword appears in hand. He places it on the table and then heads back to the bar. "Make that a triple order and a tankard...and take it to the table over there...it's on me." Gunther motions to the soldier orcs table.
Valdor Tuesday August 15th, 2006 12:11:08 AM
While the others are handing over weapons, Valdor thinks to himself,'No weapons. I cannot give up my sword for anything.'
He coughs again, and mutters in a strained voice,"I'll be right back, I don't feel so well." He's still standing at the door, waiting while the others pass over their weapons. He turns the corner of the building and, quicker than the eye can follow, shifts his magnificent sword into his backpack of holding, along with his throwing daggers. He shifts it again, then stumbles back to the door, clearing his throat as if he's still having a bit of trouble with it.
With a strained voice he says,"I need some warm herb tea Cori, if it's not too much trouble. He pulls out both of his other fabulous long swords and sets them gently on the counter. He then, with effort, reaches down and pulls his daggers out of his boots and hands them over as well.
He then waits for the others to find a table and will sit with them, back to the wall. He seems to be shivering a bit now.
Mordrid Tuesday August 15th, 2006 12:15:01 AM
Mordrid has moved behind the priests, and listens to the statements. He knows they aren't looking for a fight, but are actually probably doing exactly what they said, although it's obvious they are holding out. If his group has had visions, why wouldn't a group of Ailsidurian clerics have also. No matter, but he waould like to know what war they are talking about.
Milo d20+18=31 d20+23=34 Tuesday August 15th, 2006 12:38:10 AM
Grinning like a wolf, Milo scales the wall using his slippers of spider climb, to the upstairs door past the bath house. The rogue listens briefly before entering the building as quiet as a mouse. (OOC: Listen DC 31, Move Silently DC 34)
Olana Tuesday August 15th, 2006 1:13:22 AM
After her chat with the elves, Olana frowns. Then, seeing Ve Mundr glance up, she beckons to the elves, walks his way and stands in front of him. He was a Platinum Dragon, so - chances are he'd come across one, or at least knew more about them.
"Teach us what you know about black dragons," she says, taking a seat on the floor and telling the the others to gather round.
Nick Tuesday August 15th, 2006 1:14:58 AM
Hearing Olana, Nick raises an eyebrow. Well, it was probably a good idea to pool any knowledge they had. He walks over that way, too.
DM Jan Tuesday August 15th, 2006 2:31:46 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING/LUNCH
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori, Lian
Weapons are turned in at the desk, and the half orc, after nodding at K'Nara, takes each one and hands out a numbered chit by way of replacement. "Thank you ladies and gentlemen," says the human female. "My name is Mavis, I'm the proprietor, and I welcome you to our humble establishment. This is a waystation for travelers, and our guests come from just about everywhere. I run a tight ship, and you'll be well served. You'll also be quite safe. We don't allow any nonsense here." The last part of that little speech is accompanied by a wink, but there's strength and resolve behind it. "Now, if any of you are staying for lunch, I'll book you in. It's two silver apiece. Food's plain but good quality. So - how many?"
The barman's reply to Gunther's earlier question. "I bet those two elves would pay for a few guards. I think they're off into the forest. There's some kind of recruiting drive going on, too for something big, but Eric knows more about that." He cocks his head toward the half orc who stowed the weapons. "I wouldn't shout out anything about that though right now. Bit of a sore point with the orcs."
Whatever experience Lian has had with orcs - the six sat at a nearby table are behaving impeccably. It's quite odd. Things get a bit lively when they're presented with ale, courtesy of Gunther, whereupon they all stand, give their benefactor a collective, loud grunt, salute by hitting their chests solidly with their fists - and then they sit down again.
The elves by the window look on curiously for a moment, then get on with their own business. The humans at another table look with disgust on the orcs and suspicion on Gunther's party.
Meanwhile!!! Milo sneaks past an elderly bather singing at the top of his voice in a bathtub and enters the upper level of the building from the side. Ahead of him is a long corridor with lots of doors on the right side. Bedrooms? To the immediate left is an open doorway that appears to lead into the tavern.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Brother Michael smiles warmly at Falin. "Ga'al takes our failings onto his own shoulders. We give ourselves to Ga'al so we may lead happy, productive lives. Under his mighty and benevolent will, we are strong, we do not fear, and we have no worries. Our towns and cities are crime free, our children are safe." He shrugs. "We see many out here who are lost and afraid. Ga'al welcomes them and would take all their fears away. Something to remember if your life takes a terrible turn, take heart, my friend. We would welcome you, and protect you." The cleric gives a bow to both Falin and Ingrge. "Well, we shall wish you good day, and continue on to the tavern. May your journey be a good one."
The clerics set off in a northern direction, following the footsteps of K'Nara and the others. Mordrid and Amarth overhear - "I recognized one of them.... not sure how and why, perhaps it will come to me at some point." "We must keep to the task, brother, and find out more about this Iron Fist."
Inside the 'mansion' Ve Mundr finds himself surrounded by a gang of elves.
Falin Tuesday August 15th, 2006 5:15:11 AM "Aa' lasser en lle coia orn n' omenta gurtha." Says Falin as the missionaries pass. "In common it means 'May the leaves of your life tree never turn brown."
He watches them walk off and then turns towards Ingrge. "I think they were fishing for information. They seem really driven towards this war they kept talking about. What are your thoughts?"
He looks into the woods looking for Mordrid only to return back to Ingrge after realizing that Mordrid will only be seen when he wants to be seen.
Ingrge Tuesday August 15th, 2006 7:34:32 AM
As the clerics begin to leave, Ingrge lets them get about thirty feet away and casts clairaudience, targeting some piece of clothing that one of the priests is wearing (a cloak, or hat, or boot).
Dahlia Tuesday August 15th, 2006 7:42:10 AM
moving to the back of the party Dahlia is the last of the party to relinquish her weapons and is loathe to do so. As she finally divests herself of her last weapon, she catches up with the others. I feel naked without my weapons, Though I suppose if nobody has any it wil all even out.
Lian d20+10=28 d20+20=35 d20+11=15 Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:43:53 AM
Lian quirks an eyebrow at the oddly behaving orcs. With no real experience, aside from knocking out handfuls of them evey now and then. Fact is, this whole situation is full of holes. He'll continue to watch and listen. (Spot 28, Listen 35, Sense Motive 15)
The monk isn't sure how magic would go over in this crowd. (Does he think he can get away with it? no rules states 'NO MAGIC!')
The elf also looks over possible escape routes; doors, windows, chimneys, etc. Where they are? Their placements? Loose floor boards? Are there any ARMED bouncers? Etc.
Ve Mundr d20+14=25 Tuesday August 15th, 2006 2:13:57 PM
Ve makes eye contact with Olana and puts the book aside as she approaches. He appears about to say something, a warm smile on his face, but he holds it as Olana asks about dragons and instructs the elves to gather about. Ve slowly sits back into his chair and then stands picking up his book. "Let's adjorn to the table, where everyone might find a chair and have refreshments." A nod towards the great 15x30 foot red oak table and several ghostly servants begin pulling out chairs and clearing places for everyone to sit comfortably.
Ve moves and sits in the middle chair at the tables head. Waiting for everyone to sit he simply begins, "Dragons are terribly powerful opponents both physically and thier knowledge of arcane lore. With age they become both resistant to magic and highly proficient in its use. The Black dragon we may face will be of the oldest caliber by which man measures them. The Cards indicated a dragon of immence size and like all creatures, they grow larger as they age."
Ve pauses a moment to take a drink of cider as if he throat could use the extra liquid, while truly he wishes the last words to sink in all the more with the pause. He sets the cup down, "Black dragons are acid breathers, highly corrosive and very deadly. The exact range of such, I do not know. For that would very with the dragon's size and power. Black dragons tend to favor dark swamps of putrid waters and lair beneath those fetid surfaces. Many dragons use liasons and ward thier domains with traps and warning systems. I would expect nothing less from our foe. They can swim, fly and move upon the ground at greater speed than any of us, save a well trained monk. In the air, they are not the most agile of flyers, but they can also bring all their physical power to bear on those foolish enough to close with them." He reaches for the cup and takes another drink. "And that, my esteemed allies, is what I know about dragons through study and combat."
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday August 15th, 2006 7:13:43 PM
Cori looks to the woman and nods her head. "I will stay for lunch and could I get a couple of mugs of steaming hot tea?" She finds that she is most definitely hungry and the tea would be a good compliment to the chill that she feels. Otherwise she stays quiet during the meeting of the group in the inn.
Amarth yawns and then tucks his head under his wing to take a short nap. He does not worry too much about danger as the others are around.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Milo d20+23=31 Tuesday August 15th, 2006 9:10:45 PM
Curiosity getting the better of him, Milo skulks down the hallway with the long line of doors, taking a brief moment to press his ear up against each as he goes by, and have a listen. (OOC: DC 31 on the Move Silently check. Didn't know how many Listen checks to make, so I'll let you take care of it. Milo's bonus is +18. If I can, he'll take 10 on each for a total of DC 28.)
Nick Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:12:07 PM
Nick settles down at the table and watches the elves as Ve tells them what he knows. Would this information help, or merely strike the fear of Gargul into them? He's never liked holding back information, forewarned is forearmed being one of his favourite mottos.
"I think it will be a good idea to pay attention to anything that the mage Cori discovers in that diary, also," he adds, also addressing Olana and the other elves. "Another group, the Storm Dragons, as they were called at the time, came up against this particular creature a while back. Hopefully we can learn some of it's tactics." But once again, despite that the motto he holds dear, he holds back on talking about the female black dragon who - in human form - is a high ranked politician in the Big Float. He suspected thre were few who really knew what she was, and that was a can of worms they didn't need right now.
Olana Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:21:16 PM
Olana's frown hasn't left her, and she shifts in her chair at the table. "Do you think he'll have minions - like Parnoth has? Others to do his dirty work? Like Mop?"
She was aware of the stakes. An acid-breathing monster like that would be bad enough. The idea of minions complicated things, but she felt it was safe to assume, if the creature was anything like the green meanie, then they'd be up against others, too. Oh, fun.
Gunther Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:39:10 PM
Smiling confidently, Gunther asks for another tankard of ale and passes the barkeep 10 gold pieces. "Keep de drinks coming, if you don't mind...and if this isn't enough, just let me know." Tankard in hand, Gunther strolls over to the orcs table. "Drink up, brothers. The road's long and dry, but the beer's just right." Gunther winks then pulls himself up a chair, exuding confidence. "Name's Gunther of the Grell clan. Been too long since I've been in Izen. He thumbs his hand at the symbol on the orc's army and drops his voice to a whisper "Please tell me something big is going down! I'm dying for some action!" Then he looks over at the elfs on the balcony. "And what's up the pointy ears...can't believe they let them in..." Popping an ochre in his mouth, Gunther lets the comments linger, giving his new buddies a chance to comment.
Valdor Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:48:50 PM
Valdor grimaces under his hood, though whether because he feels badly or because Gunther has dropped a large amount and might get noticed. Even if they get jumped, he's not concerned for their safety. Quite the contrary, he'd feel sorry for any would-be-thief. However, not attracting attention is what he is hoping for here. He whispers coarsely to K'Nara,"I don't think a room is needed. Just a quick meal and we'll be on our way." He utters a small cough again.
Mordrid Tuesday August 15th, 2006 11:55:16 PM
Mordrid waits until they are completely gone before materializing on the side of the road and he heads back. He tells Falin,"I really wish they would've given me a reason to put an arrow between their eyes. They attacked Father Nick once...well, not them, but other clerics of Ga'al. Apparently the orcs are gathering for an army. Hopefully the others are getting some information quickly. I want to see this Iron Fist and the army they are raising.
Oh, and one of them recognized one of us. I just hope it doesn't give us away. If he prays to Ga'al, he may well get his answer and it might have been me. Dang, I should've killed him and the other two."
He looks down the road as if considering such a plan, but then shrugs and says,"No. No matter how much I despise them, that's not who we are or what we do. Go tell the others what we found out. I'll keep watch from hiding."
He looks around to make sure they are really gone.
DM Jan Wednesday August 16th, 2006 1:43:41 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING/LUNCH
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori, Lian
Escape routes? The main entrance, a door either side of the bar. The tavern is upstairs, so the windows might not be the best idea. The only 'bouncer' as such appears to be the one by the main door who took the weapons. The barman looks like he can handle himself, though.
Cups of tea arrive, along with lunch plates and ale for those who order it and part with their hard-earned cash. A tender roast, potatoes, peas, and chunks of fresh bread. It's plain fare, but tastes good.
Two of the men on the human table are leering at K'Nara, Aeralia and Cori and sizing up Valdor and Bertram. Lian doesn't appear to be a threat, so he, and Dahlia avoid scrutiny.
Gunther gets a bit of a frosty reception until he mentions Grell. After all - who was this human, who had all their mannerisms and language? "One of Grell's human b&*^@#$?" One of them says. It's a comment that would anger a Plateau citizen, but is just an ordinary innoffensive remark among orcs. They grin amongst themselves and relax a little. There is certainly a consensus on the elves. Gunther's eyes cast toward the mountain and lightning symbol brings forth the following - "That's Borden's sign. We're Borden's men." A solumn pride seems to accompany that statement. As for anything 'big', they shrug and stay silent. For a long while. "Why are you here? And who are they?" one of them grunts eventually, nodding toward Gunther's companions.
Mavis the proprietor walks over to the table (our group's) at one point. "Everything all right and to your liking?" she asks with a smile.
It is right about this time, that a solitary orc appears at the top of the main stairs, having arrived from outside. He stays near the entrance, keeping his weapons, and makes some kind of hand signal - attracting the attention of the orc table. Someone is coming, by all accounts. One of the orcs at the table quickly gets to his feet and strides toward the window.
Meanwhile!! Milo has a quick look/listen along the corridor. At this time of day - lunchtime - as expected, the rooms beyond sound to be unoccupied. It would probably be a different story later in the day.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
By the time Mordrid, Falin and Ingrge, reconvene, Ingrge's managed to gather another snippet of conversation through a small ear horn, before the priests have walked out of range -
"... think they were lying?" "Hard to say. I suspect we'll turn up more information at the tavern. As Ga'al says - give a man a choice and he'll forever make the wrong one. Voluntary heartseeding was definitely the wrong way to go. Now all those who don't have one, are prey to things such as what we are faced with. We can't afford to lose more of our pe......"
Inside the 'mansion' Ve's explanation inspires a lot of chatter and consternation - everything from 'Our bows will be useless' to 'What are its weak spots?' Overall the elves mood appears to be sinking, faced with the enormity of the enemy, although a grim resolve is taking the place of optimism.
Ingrge Wednesday August 16th, 2006 8:33:04 AM
Mordrid, Can you let Valdor and the others know they are soon to have Ailsidurian company. She then relays what she heard to Mordrid and Falin.
"... think they were lying?" "Hard to say. I suspect we'll turn up more information at the tavern. As Ga'al says - give a man a choice and he'll forever make the wrong one. Voluntary heartseeding was definitely the wrong way to go. Now all those who don't have one, are prey to things such as what we are faced with. We can't afford to lose more of our pe......"
Gunther Wednesday August 16th, 2006 12:09:44 PM
Gunther grins at the offensive remark not phased. "Why am I here? Why is any orc where he is? To get some money and bust some teeth!" Gunther laughs and slaps an orc on the back. "But truth is, my crew and I are just passing through..." Once again, Gunther lowers his voice to a whisper. "But I'm starting to grow tired with their human ways...cramping my style if you know what I mean. Any chance this Borden's looking for another sword?" Gunther raises his eyebrows as the orc gets up. "What's that all about?" he asks one of the other orcs. "You expecting company or some fun?"
Lian Wednesday August 16th, 2006 1:39:42 PM
The monk perks up at the sight of the newest armed orc. This had to be 'the orc'.
Milo d20+23=40 Wednesday August 16th, 2006 8:32:37 PM
Milo silently harumphs his lack of findings, and quickly makes his way back outside the way he came in, doing his best to avoid all possible notice. Once outside he heads toward the front of the tavern. (OOC: Move Silently DC 40)
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday August 16th, 2006 9:07:37 PM
Cori slips her plate a little closer as she cuts off a hunk of the roast. It melts in her mouth and she soon follows it with a potato and peas. Drinking down some of her tea she sighs contently as she does. She digs into the meal from that point on with gusto, eating more than most woman twice her size. As Mavis moves over to thier table she nods her head as she swallows. "That was excellent." Her eyes dance with hidden delight as she looks to the others. "Do you have anything sweet." It is a wonder that she can keep her elven figure eating like this. She does catch the attention that she is getting from the two males at the human table and nudges both K'Nara and Aeralia. "Admirers it would seem." Glancing to Valdor she smiles and moves alittle closer to him, draping an arm over him. "Is the tea helping love?" She takes another sip of her own tea after she speaks.
Amarth cannot sleep with all the commotion so he decides to take a little flight. He is soon soaring over the ground and checking out the lay of the land around thier campsite.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Nick Wednesday August 16th, 2006 11:26:14 PM
Nick tries to be reassuring to the Culverwood residents. "Well, some of our group have been up against dragons before, and I daresay they'll keep him busy if there is a direct confrontation. However, they will need your support."
Aeralia Wednesday August 16th, 2006 11:28:14 PM
Aeralia remains as silent as can be as she sips lightly at her drink, not wanting to undermine Gunther's negotiations by being herself.
She does her best to ignore the onlookers when Cori mentions them, but continues to glance curiously at the men at the other table.
Olana Wednesday August 16th, 2006 11:46:04 PM
Olana makes a feeble attempt to imagine what was in store for everyone, and she ends up failing miserably. Too much information to chew on, too many variables, but at least they knew more than they did before. Same as Parnoth by her reckoning, with a different breath weapon, and maybe some different tricks up his sleeve depending on his character.
She stands up. "I'll be back." Over by the doorway, she hesitates, knowing that popping out of thin air might blow their cover, but she was itching to know what was going on outside. She risks peeping. If the coast looks clear, she'll ask Falin, Ingrge and Mordrid - "What's going on? Anything?"
Falin Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:32:53 AM
On his way into the hidden sanctuary Falin almost runs right into Olana. He lets her know about the 'missionaries' along with what they had talked about and what Ingrge had heard. Along with the chance that soneone had been recognized.
"Sounds like we may be looking for a war buildup. We may be frced to pick sides sooner than we want."
Valdor Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:51:48 AM
From behind his hood, Valdor watches all that is going on. He makes a show of eating a little, but basically just watches and listens. He ignores the humans and listens to the orcs. He chuckles at Cori, yet again, and says fairly quietly,"Yes, I'm beginning to feel better already, my dear."
He then very quietly says,"I think those humans want a fight...and soon. Though whether it's with us or the orcs is hard to tell. We should probably contact the others soon, but not from in here. We'll give it a few..."
He stops when the orc appears. He looks at it carefully to see if it looks like the one from the vision, or if it's just another orc. Of course, the one in the vision might not have been a leader, just an orc from this group. He still has his cowl pulled over his face and looks as though his head is bowed, but he can still see from under the hood just enough to know what's happening.
Mordrid Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:53:13 AM
Mordrid stays outside, hidden, wondering what's going on at the tavern. He knows there hasn't been trouble yet, but the hair on the back of his neck is tingling as though there's about to be trouble.
DM Jan Thursday August 17th, 2006 1:39:04 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LATE MORNING/LUNCH
The Tavern Party -
(Valdor, Dahlia, K'Nara, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia, Gunther, Cori, Lian
One of the orcs starts to say something to Gunther. "We aren't mercenaries. This is about Izen, -" He stops as the other orc appears at the entrance, and then waits as one of his party goes to the window. The window observer looks out, then turns and nods to the other orcs.
After that - things start happening fast.
- The orc who appeared at the entrance makes an about turn and heads back outside. He doesn't appear to have the stature of the orc in the prophecy. - The orcs inside stand abruptly, one of them slaps Gunther hard on the shoulder, then they make their way quickly over to the half orc and retrieve their weapons. They also head outside. - Mavis heads over to the window. What she sees below galvanises her into action. She yells over to the bar man. "Nyle! You and Eric get down there. And get Jon. Borden's here, and it would be nice to know what his intentions are. Be polite." As she moves back into the centre of the room, one of the humans grabs her arm. "What's going on?" he demands gruffly.
Milo - now back outside, gets a much better view of what's going on. There are more orc riders at the main gate. Milo can count ten of them altogether. Four of them are spread out at a short distance from the gate, still in the saddle, facing outward. The other six have dismounted. One of these six appears to be much taller than the others. To Milo, he has, no doubt, a face only his mother could love. Tough, ugly, he nevertheless has the unmistakable presence of a leader. This orc is talking quietly to the horse trainer Cori had talked to earlier.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Outside, Ingrge informs the others what he overheard, and Falin tells Olana, who popped her head out of the door.
Cori's bird Amarth takes to the air to get a better view of the Izen/Blackbird Forest border. To the west, the forest is vast, stretching as far as the eye can see, although - is that a glimmer of water on the distant western horizon? Below, to the north, the Aisildurian's red robes can easily be seen, as they walk up the wide path toward the tavern. The tavern and corrals can be seen in medium distance, and there appear to be a group of roughly a dozen horsemen amassing at the main gate.
Inside..... the elves are getting restless.
Falin Thursday August 17th, 2006 3:40:22 AM
Falin continues inside after letting Olana know what was going on.
Once inside he notes that the elves are a bit anxious and tells them, "Collect your bows. We will go out for more practice."
He will take them outside and lead them out to the brush area for some target practice. During which time I will pull the captains off to the side to ask them their apprasal of the situation so far and if they have any concerns.
Then we will look around for materials for making more arrows. We will be looking primarily for wood we can use that is already dead. Dont want to start to upset the forest.
Ingrge / Dahlia Thursday August 17th, 2006 6:51:09 AM
Seeing Falin bring the archers out he gives him a slight nod and walks a little way off to prpare his spells for this exercise.
**********
Dahlia
Wandering over to the window Dahlia peeks out to see what is happening outside and then reports to the others.
Gunther Thursday August 17th, 2006 8:40:16 AM
Gunther looks over at Valdor and K'nara and discreetly motions that it's time to go. Figuring he'd better just get outside and see what's going on, Gunther skips the weapons check area and just heads outside. On the way, he links up with K'nara. "Get my svord voman." he barks, then, pulling her in close, he whispers "Dey say dere leader's here. His name is Borden."
Gunther is torn as to what to do. Afraid that if he presses the subject too much, he'll spook the orcs, Gunther just watches, making sure he gets a good look at the orc called Borden.
Lian Thursday August 17th, 2006 10:19:09 AM
The monk takes notice of Falin and follows the archer out front. He nods to K'Nara and Valdor and exits.
Valdor Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:03:02 PM
Valdor whispers into his earpiece,"Mordrid, Nick, Ve, get everybody together and pronto. It will be a few minutes, but something is about to go down here. I'll see if Cori can cast her teleport spell again. Be ready in two minutes if possible."
He nudges Cori and asks,"Can you cast that teleport spell again, or do they need to run and ride here?"
Mordrid Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:06:17 PM
Hearing the urgency in Valdor's voice, and seeing the elves and Falin starting to file out of the opening, Mordrid yells,"Time to get ready. Something's going on at the tavern and we may be going quickly. If we canuse that teleport spell again, we will. If not, be ready to run. We'll ride two per horse if the spell won't work again. Line up quickly o either run or go through that portal."
He knows Nick heard the summons, but he heads into Ve's invisible mansion just to make sure everyone knows and shouts the same instructions.
Ve Mundr Thursday August 17th, 2006 12:06:46 PM
Ve sits back into the chair, he was certainly hoping the elves would show more patience with everything and the fact that they were not did surprise him a little. As one of the longer lived races he had always thought them much more steady of course. Perhaps that was just his personal experience and only related to the elves he knew. After all not all humans are driven to the same extent, so it made sense to associate that to the elves he supposed. Pity really, his misconception seemed to fit them so much more so than reality.
Ve does answer Olana directly, "Yes I fully expect him to have cohorts, minions and allies. I also expect that comparing them to the mouthpiece Parnoth has in Mop to court disaster." A side look at Nick and Ve shrugs slightly, they asked and better them worried and scared then overconfident as far as the Heirophant was concerned.
Ve partially gets up as Olana does and gives a small dip of his head as she leaves the table.
Ve then stands and and puts away his book quickly as Valdor's words run through the earpiece. Mordrid is already moving inside and barking the orders to get ready to ride. No need to repeat anything the Domi priest is heading outside in purposeful strides. He moves to the road and opens his Magic Carpet and steps onto it.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday August 17th, 2006 1:13:43 PM
Cori stands slowly as he drinks down the last of her tea. "No...I only had the one spell and I did not think we would be needing another one so soon." She inwardly curses herself a fool for not seeing the need for more teleportation spells. She moves over to collect her own weapons as the others move. She shifts the belt after it is given to her to settle it right upon her hips. Then she calls into the earpiece..."Mordrid...I do not have access to another teleport spell so you will have to ride or run the length here." Her voice is tinged with a bit of regret and hurt at her own failure.
Amarth flies back down to the ground level and looks for Mordrid. Hearing the man yell he swoops down and lands upon his shoulder. Turning his head and cocking it to the side he looks to Mordrid. "A large gathering of orcs at the inn...seems to be looking for trouble and those priests are almost there as well." He then cocks his head to the other side as he regards Mordrid with a mirth filled expression...so he had spoken to someone else but his Mistress.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Lian Thursday August 17th, 2006 2:27:09 PM
The monk approaches Falin and quietly asks, "What do you think is happening?"
"I wish I had a bit of time with the archers before anything happens."
((~~Jan~~ Jay, Falin's a couple of miles down the road from your location.))
Milo d20+25=45 d20+18=37 Thursday August 17th, 2006 10:06:03 PM
Milo remains close to the building, but does his best to find some cover or concealment from the group in a manner that allows him to see or even just listen to what is going on. (OOC: Hide DC 45, Listen DC 37)
Aeraliia Thursday August 17th, 2006 10:46:36 PM
Aeralia continues to remain seated and silent, despite her curiousities as to whats occuring outside. She listens closely to the conversations at hand, and sits herself so shes ready to move, if needed.
Nick Friday August 18th, 2006 1:24:50 AM
Nick raises an eyebrow as Valdor's message comes through. "Looks like the fun's about to start," he says to himself more than anyone else.
He heads for his horse.
Olana Friday August 18th, 2006 1:26:59 AM
Olana signals Falin. We're rolling. She points north. She'll find Ingrge, too.
She doesn't have a mount right now, so she'll fall in with the elves.
DM Jan Friday August 18th, 2006 2:10:10 AM
((OOC Notes -
Donna's in hospital for a few days. Is someone able to pick K'Nara up?))
In the tavern, Mavis lowers her centre of gravity, and pushes her arm up, breaking the grip of the human's thumb on her arm in a move Lian would be proud of. "We just have a visitor, sir," she tells the man. "Get back to your beer."
Gunther heads outside in the wake of the other orcs. Cori goes to collect her weapons. Stood at the window, Dahlia sees a slightly higher view of what Milo can see down in the yard - 10 orcs - four still on horseback, on alert, six dismounted, the biggest of them talking to the horse trainer.
Down in the yard, Milo catches snippets of the conversation between the trainer and tall orc. The talk on both sides is in common, is of an even pitch, non-aggressive. The orc seems to be asking about the caravan that left two days ago. Seconds later Milo can see seven orcs emerge from out of the tavern, accompanied by Gunther.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Ne'thrin is in the middle of telling Falin that it's accuracy practice they need, when the call comes to scramble.
For Ve, Nick, Ingrge, Falin, Olana, Mordrid, forty two elves - and Amarth and Gunther's cat! - there's a journey ahead of two miles. There is possibly a decision to be made about how to approach the tavern, etc etc.
I have Cori's raven still on Mordrid's shoulder, passing on what he's seen from the sky.
Falin Friday August 18th, 2006 5:58:40 AM
"Well, Ne'thrin, we may have to wait on more accuracy. Looks like we need to get moving."
He motions for the elves to form up into their groups. They will double time down the road until theu get close and then slow down to see what the situation looks like.
Falin will stay behind the elves to ensure everyone makes it. If they manage to work out some type of transportation with the horses he will be the last of the elves, ensuring they all make it first.
Ingrge Friday August 18th, 2006 6:50:58 AM
Hearing the message, Ingrge quickly asks Mordrid, Does he want us there now? I can get us there with a teleport spell if needed. I will just need everyone touching, but the elves and the animals will need to make their own way.
Lian Friday August 18th, 2006 11:01:25 AM
The monk moves along with the group, keeping pace with them.
Knara (Sub Jay B) Friday August 18th, 2006 11:05:45 AM
The blade singer, having checked Lucia with the rest, looks unhappy when she takes her position near Valdor.
Lucia, on the other hand, is quite unimpressed with the odd assortment of plain weapons. Telepathically she tells the red-head, "Aw, I see! Cast me off like the REST of these common weapons!"
"Oh hush you!" She says outloud.
((~~Jan~~ Thanks, Jay!))
Milo d20+25=38 d20+23=28 Friday August 18th, 2006 8:16:12 PM
Milo waits for the orcs and Gunther to make there way down to the yard. He'll do his best to blend in with the group unnoticed by all present. (OOC: Hide DC 38, Move Silently DC 28)
Corialote and Amarth Friday August 18th, 2006 8:38:29 PM
Having collected her weapons she slips the belt around her waist and then adjust the hang. She likes to have things easy to get to but out of the way. Flicking her braid off her shoulder she moves outside to have a look. "Trouble?" She whispers it to all those close by that want to hear her and yet to noone as well.
Amarth looks to Mordrid and then flutter his wings. "Do you need me to move?" The raven seems more likely to just sit there upon Mordrid's shoulder but you never can tell with birds.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Gunther d20+1=16 Friday August 18th, 2006 11:46:41 PM
Gunther watches the orcs carefully, listening for any further clues to what's going on. (Listen=16) He looks over toward K'nara to see that she has not retrieved his sword like he asked. Gunther sighs. Good thing I love her.
Valdor Friday August 18th, 2006 11:55:34 PM
Valdor coughs again and shudders, as if cold. He stays hunched over and whispers into his earpiece,"Cori, tell me if you need me out there. I would like to stay where I am unless absolutely necessary."
Mordrid Saturday August 19th, 2006 12:12:11 AM
Mordrid tells Ingrge,"Let's keep the spell ready, just in case. I think we have time to get there before anything starts. Plus, the elves won't know where or how to position themselves if we leave them. I will take them with Falin if the need for everyone arrives. I have faith that Valdor won't let anyone die before we arrive."
Knara (Sub Jay B) Saturday August 19th, 2006 11:10:56 AM
Knara retrieves Gunthers sword and Lucia.
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+25=42 Saturday August 19th, 2006 11:17:51 AM
Nodding in reply, Ingrge moves up front with Mordrid. Lets we get moving then. We can't let Valdor and the others have ALL the fun. Staff in hand Ingrge moves out.
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Dahlia subvocalizes and uses the ear piece. Guys I am going to collect my things and make myself inconspicuous. I won't get involved unless necessasry but I really want to see what's going on.
That said she collects her weapons and makes her way outside using a secondary or tertiary exit so as to be less noticed. (HIDE Dc 42)
Lian Saturday August 19th, 2006 12:40:32 PM
"What now Falin?"
ADM Jay B Saturday August 19th, 2006 3:28:46 PM
Sorry, no time to post reports!
Nick Monday August 21st, 2006 12:02:38 AM
Nick brings his horse to a trot, not wanting to go any faster because of those on foot. He's assuming Ve is taking to the air and will let everyone know what the score is up ahead.
Olana d20+14=31 d20+16=28 d20+11=22 Monday August 21st, 2006 12:10:09 AM
Olana has a quick word with Falin.
"I'll scout ahead on the ground and look for places of concealment, rises or dips in the hills, basically somewhere to hunker down when we get close. I'm just guessing but I reckon the others won't want us to show our full strength right away."
Olana sets off running, but not before trying to attract the attention of that big cat of Gunther's. 'C'mon! This way. Gunther's this way," she says.
Survival DC 31 Spot DC 28 Handle Animal DC 22
DM Jan Monday August 21st, 2006 1:06:51 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LUNCHTIME
The six orcs and Gunther head quickly down the outside steps and head toward the taller orc talking to the horsetrainers. The orcs come to a halt at a respectful distance, and wait. Gunther and Milo hear this part of the conversation -
"Has he been here before? This merchant?" "Maybe. He seemed familiar, although he wore some kind of headcovering across his face, so although his clothes were the same..." "Hmmm," Snort. "Guards?" "There were some tough looking men with him, but I didn't know if they were his, or just traveling with him. One of them mentioned that 'Iron Fist', though." Low growwwwwwlllll. "Did they elaborate?" "Nah. I mean they might have done, but I was busy with the horses. They took two dozen of my finest."
Sneaking out of the side door right next to the yard, Dahlia sees the half orcs Eric and Nyle (the barman) heading down the stairs in front of her. They're joined at the bottom of the stairs by another half orc, who's just walked out of the downstairs storage area. All three head toward the orcs at the gate.
Cori exits the front way and down the steps.
So, there is currently quite a crowd down in the front yard -
Ten orcs. Gunther. The horsebreeder. Cori. Milo (hidden) Dahlia (hidden) Eric, Nyle, Jon (half orc tavern staff).
Just outside the gate - 4 mounted orcs.
Upstairs, Valdor, K'Nara, Lian (Lian is with the tavern party, honest, he is :) ), Aeralia and Bertram see the four human males at the next table rise, and go and look out of the window out of curiosity. The only others in the room, are the two elves already sat by the window, and Mavis the proprietor.
Outside - one of the mounted orcs barks - " Aisildurians - clerics!" The big orc sneers, then something catches his eye, or rather, someone. "Who are you?" he demands of Gunther. "You don't look like you're on a forest trip - and neither does she." He stabs a large, blunt finger toward the approaching Cori. There's something in the big orc's eye telling Gunther that if any lies are told - he'll pay dearly.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Mordrid (with Amarth on his shoulder), Nick, Ingrge, Falin and the elves are currently approaching the one mile mark. There is another mile to go. Slightly ahead, Olana can see that from this point the ground dips slightly, offering a good view of the mile-distant tavern, but there is nowhere to hide. Anyone approaching from this point will be seen. (Where is Ve at this point?) The panther is crouched in the grass a little off to the right. Not far ahead, the three Aisildurian clerics can be seen, about half a mile away from the tavern.
Posting Report For Monday August 21st, 2006 7:42:05 AM
Game #1 Platinum Dragons The week of Aug 14,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan...XXXXX Valdor...XXXXX Mordrid..XXXXX Fr.Nick..X2XXO Dahlia...OXOXOS VE Mont..XXOXO Carealote.XXXXX
Adm Ceil (Don't worry Jay, I got It)
Posting Reports for Game #3 Emeral Talones
Name.....MTWTF DM Donna.OOOOO Sub by Jay Lean.....XXX22S Farlin...XXXX2 Milo.....XXOXX Olana....XXXXOS Gunther..XXXXX Inger....OXXXXS K'Nara...XOOOXS Sub By Jay Bro Bertram.OOOOO Aeratia..XOXXO
Adm Jay (Sub by Ceil)
Valdor Monday August 21st, 2006 10:24:56 AM
Valdor stays quiet. He simply sits, sipping on tea. He knows the others can handle themselves. He whispers to K'Nara,"I must stay cloaked. I am too easily recognized. If a fight breaks out, of course I'll join in. But,unitl necessary, I must stay disguised."
He then whispers into his earpiece,"Cori, makes sure I can hear what they say my dear."
Ve Mundr Monday August 21st, 2006 11:07:33 AM
Ve moves straight up while the others are getting horses geared and preparing. In short odre he sees the ground sloping away outside the tree line and to the tavern. The cleris speaks into the earpiece, "Valdor and Mordrid, A long and very obvious road goes to the tavern. We will be spotted at great distance. I can see the tavern but not much else from this distance." Knowing that the sun could glint off his armor he quickly orders the carpet to return to just a few feet from the ground next to Father Nicholas.
"Father Nicholas old friend, I do believe inconspicousness is about to be cast to the wind."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Knara (Sub Jay) Monday August 21st, 2006 11:17:59 AM
The red-head nods. "Understood." She looks at Lian and steps outside.
Lian Monday August 21st, 2006 11:18:34 AM
Lian takes the leader's que and follows.
Corialote and Amarth Monday August 21st, 2006 8:12:42 PM
Cori continues to move towards the pen where the horse and the lad she had talked to earlier is at. She stops at the fence and looks to the orc when he speaks. "I have been following this big lunk for at least a couple of weeks now." She eyes the orc as she looks to the lad who tends the horses. "I have seen little adventure or fun to be had...so I have thought about buying a horse and moving along." She smiles to the lad and then turns to the orc, her features becoming a frown. "But this one is not trained yet and I have to wait...but the lad asures me he will be ready in a week or twos time." There is no falsehoods in her speech and it would not do to have a commoner speak for one that has the appearance of a noble born. Looking to Gunther she gives him a wane smile. "It appears I will have to stay with him a while longer....and hope for some fun." Inside she is hoping that she is close enough for the conversation to be heard over the earpiece.
Amarth flexes his wings. "I will scout ahead a little further...a raven should not be new around here." He takes to wing then from Mordrid's shoulder to do a little scouting for the rear guard.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Milo d20+25=33 Monday August 21st, 2006 8:56:06 PM
Milo sticks with Gunther and the orcs, remaining as hidden as possible as he shifts amongst the group of much larger individuals. (OOC: Hide DC 33)
Ingrge / Dahlia Monday August 21st, 2006 8:58:30 PM
Ingrge looks around and sees the lack of cover and comes up with a quick thought. hey if everyone will get within 180 feet of me and stay that way we will not be seen by normal eyes anyway. That said he begins to cast. Mass Invisibility.
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"Valdor three Asildurian clerics apporaching. Looks like they are coming from our campsite."
Mordrid Monday August 21st, 2006 11:10:14 PM
The ranger curses aloud. He isn't pleased with this turn of events, until Ingrge makes his suggestion. He then turns and says,"Very well done. That's what we need. When we get closer, we will need to move slowly, unless a fight breaks out as we don't want to be kicking up a bunch of dust. I know elves can move well enough, but our horses are another matter. Everybody, tight formation around Ingrge!"
Falin Monday August 21st, 2006 11:10:56 PM
Falin calls for the elves to close ranks and rearrange themselves in order to get within the 180 foot perimeter of Ingrge.
Gunther Monday August 21st, 2006 11:53:28 PM
The warrior grins when he is called out. Not exactly what he was planning, but good anyway. He listens to Cori's response and grunts displeasure. "Dumb drow..." he mutters in orcish. "Wouldn't know fun if it reached up and bit them in the arse." He continues on in flawless orcish. "Name's Gunther of the Grell clan. Like she said, I've been stuck with this group for a couple of weeks now. Gods! I never knew humans and drow were such deadbeats! It's always don't eat that dead thing...don't use your hands...stop playing with that corpse." Gunther lets out a long sigh, venting some of the frustration that has built up with his time spent among the elves. "I told them I'd get them here, and I have... Don't suppose there's any fun to be had for an orc around these parts?"
Olana Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 12:41:08 AM
Olana keeps low and dashes back to get within Ingrge's invisibility perimeter.
Nick Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 12:43:50 AM
Heeding Ve's advice, Nick dismounts, giving himself a lower profile. As they move forward under the invisibility cloak he spots the distant Aisildurians and shoots a look at Mordrid - or at least he would if he could see him.
Aeralia Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 12:48:10 AM
Aeralia gets up and goes to the window as well, peeking over one of the four human's shoulders.
"Whats happening...know them?" she whispers curiously to the stranger, laying a soft and gentle hand on his shoulder as she tries to prop herself up to get a better view.
DM Jan Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 1:35:33 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LUNCHTIME
The tall orc's face darkens. "Fun?" He looks at Gunther, at Cori, then back to Gunther. "Since when has anything been fun?" He snaps his fingers. "Birk, remind this buffoon, who says he's a Grell, what our mission is." He then gestures to another of his men. "Tell them," he points toward the approaching half orc tavern staff, "what we need. Give them the coin they ask for."
And with that - the huge orc sets off through the yard and up the steps, his broad shoulders nearly colliding with K'Nara and Lian as they exit the tavern's main entrance.
The orc called Birk strides over to Gunther, all battle-scarred and dark, pocked skin, his nostrils taking a measure of the human. "This is the new Izen," he grunts. "Our land. Where brother looks after brother, where we will rise and be recognized." Snort. He gives Gunther, an obvious junior, a sharp slap on the face. Gunther will know that it's coming from a senior, and will know to roll with the punch. It's also a signal that he's accepted for who he says he is. "Fun will be had when we are a nation. When we have respect. And not before. Now, what do you know of this caravan and the merchant?"
A little further into the yard, Milo and Dahlia overhear one of the other orcs talking to Eric, Nyle, Jon and the horse trainer. "Food and water for the horses, check their shoes. We'll need food for a trip south - four days."
Up in the tavern, Valdor, Bertram and Aeralia overhear - "He's coming up the stairs," from one of the humans stood at the window. And is that a momentary glint of steel beneath a grotty, stained waistcoat? Aeralia is given a real nasty look for her innocent question.
The River Party -
(Mordrid, Nick, Ve, Ingrge, Falin, Olana + the two creature companions of Gunther and Cori)
Hidden by Ingrge's spell - the group are now approximately 1000 ft away from the tavern. Straight ahead, Gunther's cat is in stalk mode and about 500 ft away from the tavern. The young colt tied to the corral fence rears and whineys. The three Aisildurian clerics are walking up to the gate, where a reasonable throng of humanoids are gathered.
The four mounted orcs have shifted their attention to the clerics, but one looks toward the sounds of the colt's distress.
Valdor Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 10:31:58 AM
Valdor coughs a little and reaches into his cloak, and underneath, his backpack. His hand grasps his sword hilt, but he doesn't pull it...he's simply ready. He's leaning over a bit and looks to be shivering a little.
Knara (Jay) Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 10:39:58 AM
(If Knara still needed to grab Gunther's sword, she would...)
She backpeddles at almost getting run down by the orc, running into Lian.
Lian Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 10:41:52 AM
Pushs his leader to balance her, as he secures his own with the doorsill. "WOW! I'm glad Gunther grew out of the orc mindset!" He jests.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 8:10:01 PM
She simply nods her head at Gunther and gives him a smile. Through her earpiece she speaks as she turns towards the paddock fence. "They are coming in Valdor...do you want me back in there?" If not she will wait outside of the place and watch from out here. She is not looking to get into any fights as this is the Talons' show.
Amarth stays in the air and heads for the inn and his Mistress. He has spent enough time away from her and he would feel much better if they were together.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Mordrid Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 11:20:25 PM
Mordrid announces in his earpiece,"We are invisible and approaching. Not too far away. We can see everthing outside, but not much is happening. Anything we should know?"
Nick Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 11:23:55 PM
Nick walks his horse along as quietly as he can. Looking ahead, the orcs are the last thing on his mind. Where the heck had those Aisildurians come from? And what were they after? Stupid of him to think about himself at a time like this, after all this was bound to be a coincidence. I should be over this. Focus, Nick.
Olana Tuesday August 22nd, 2006 11:25:22 PM
As they approach, Olana quietly strings her bow, her mind on distance, accuracy, and who should go down first.
Gunther Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 12:23:13 AM
The big cat trainer takes the slap in stride and lowers his eyes in a show of respect. "Yes sir, I understand." New Izen...brother looks after brother...when we have respect... Gunther's mind reels. An army of orcs...of his brothers, standing tall...finally respected among the other races. Oh, it was so tempting! He catches sight of K'nara out of the corner of his eye. No, he was a new man now...like it or not, he has headed down a different path. Keeping his eyes averted, he tells Birk the truth. "I'm sorry sir, I don't know anything about the caravan or the merchant. I know the drow wanted to buy his horse. But we just got here not very long ago."
DM Jan Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 1:21:11 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LUNCHTIME
Dahlia and Milo, both hidden, are able to listen to some price negotiations between the orcs and the half orcs - it's fairly mundane stuff - although the half orc called Eric breaks off and heads back up the the stairs at the side. It looks like he's heading back up into the tavern via the side door.
At the front gate, not far from Cori and Gunther, and the other orcs, the red robed clerics of Ga'al arrive, their chests alive with their heartseeds. "Greetings fellow travelers!" says one of them with a genial smile. "We've had a long journey, so if you'd be gracious enough to make way, we'll be heading inside for a bite of lunch."
At the top of the steps, K'Nara and Lian see the big orc leader head inside toward the front desk. Strapped to his back are twin, heavy war hammers, which will no doubt have to be removed if the proprietor has her way.
Inside, Valdor, Bertram and Aeralia see the big orc enter the tavern. They also see Mavis heading that way to greet him. They also become aware of the four humans erupting into action - all four are heading for the orc, and one of them has drawn a cutlass, another - two long knives - perfect for close encounters.
Mordrid, Nick, Ingrge, Falin, Olana and Ve are now 500 ft away from the gate - at the edge of the corral. Gunther's cat has veered off, keeping low to the ground. Amarth lands on Cori's shoulder in a flutter of black wings.
Falin d20+18=37 d20+18=30 Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 9:18:46 AM
Falin pulls out his bow and knocks an arrow just in case anyhting happens. He keep a particularily close eye and ear on the 'missionaries'.
Spot 37 Listen 30
Milo d20+25=39 Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 10:16:38 AM
Milo shrugs to himself, thinking that nothing is going on out here... time to get a proper look at the inside of a mug of ale. Not interested in being seen just yetk, Milo does his best to shadow the half-orc named Eric as he reenters the inn. All the orcs in the area, aren't encouraging to the halfling rogue at any rate. (OOC: Hide DC 39)
Valdor Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 11:55:11 AM
Valdor watches with interest as the humans draw their weapons and charge. He isn't concerned, as he doesn't care about orcs and doesn't know the humans. No way to know which side to take. Normally, he would support the humans, but isn't sure because of all the visions.
He also doesn't want to identify himself yet. And, hearing the orcs are planning to take Izen for themselves, he is tempted to begin slaying every orc he can find. For them to become a Woldian power...but, is he picking the right side? Too early to tell, so he just watches and sips his tea.
He tells Cori and Dahlia,"Ladies, don't get into a fight until we are sure which side we should be on. Let's be innocent bystanders for a minute."
He then coughs REAL loud, so the orc can hear and won't get stabbed in the back.
Lian Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 12:21:37 PM
The monk feigns surprise, but is concerned that Gunther might get drug into the fray having 'befriended' the orcs.
If Gunther is drawn into the fray, Lian will have NO choice but to join in.
Knara (sub Jay B) Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 12:23:13 PM
The leader of the Talons isn't sure how to handle this, but if a Talon g ets involved, she may have to cover them, unless Valdor says otherwise.
Ve Mundr Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 3:40:10 PM
Ve moves up to about 30 feet above the group as they travel. Large groups trying to move in close proximity without being able to see each other always made him a bit nervous. One bad step could spell disaster. Better to be above the mess. Also so much easier to see. He says what he can into the earpiece. Not much, "Looks like a group of orc are headed inside, of our little expedition I only see K'nara, Gunther, Cori and Lian. The rest must be inside."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Gunther Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 4:01:39 PM
Gunther stands outside, confused that Birk hasn't said anything yet. Maybe he said something wrong. Not aware of what's going on inside the inn, Gunther just stands and waits. Seeing the clerics arrive, Gunther shrugs. Weird people those Aisildurians. Remembering his encounter with the Quad in the Arena, Gunther moves over to K'nara to retrieve his sword.
Knara (sub Jay) Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 4:55:47 PM
Knara hands Gunther his sword then touch his arm lightly with a nod and smile.
Scott (Mordrid) Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 7:38:58 PM
I have finally caught up reading! I will join you tomorrow. Thanks SteVe, you did a great job covering. (Notice the capital "V" in Steve... for Valdor.
(You are most welcome my friend! I didn't come near to playing him with your skill, but tried my best to keep him gruff and grumpy, yet optimistic and helpful!)
(~~Jan~~ So where's the capital 'M' in Scott? ;) Wait a minute - "M"arley...))
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday August 23rd, 2006 7:41:39 PM
Cori smiles as Amarth settles onto her shoulder. "Good to have you back...did you keep out of trouble." She listens to what Valdor has to say and then nods her head. Through the earpiece she lets Valdor know. "Gotcha boss...try to remember that this is the Talon's show...we are to support them but let them prove themselves further...this is as much thier test as ours." She does not elaborate further as Valdor is smart or at least she figures he is smart enough to figure out the double meaning there.
Amarth cocks his head to stare at his Mistress. "Of course I stayed out of trouble...the one to be worried about is you...I have seen the way your are flirting with that Valdor." Just as abruptly he changes the subject as she spots the three clerics. "Those ones you may need to deal with though...clerics of Ga'al they are...a no good lot really." He does not say more as the clerics draw closer and might hear him. Anything he says will most likely be heard by Valdor through the earpiece.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Aeralia Thursday August 24th, 2006 12:37:41 AM
Aeralia wasn't used to working with others much, and especially not at following orders. So she wasn't looking to others to see how to reach, wasn't waiting to see what her new 'leader' wanted done. Aeralia only saw a man about to get jumped by four, and she didn't think it was very fair of them.
Talking a few steps back into the nearest corner (and away from where the confrontation was to occur), Aeralia closes her eyes briefly as she draws magics from within her soul, and as she opens them once more, her bright blue eyes flare with a touch of anger at the human's hostility. Channeling the magics, she waves her hands in precise motions, shaping her sorceress energies towards the closest human to her, the one at the back of the group as they charge the orc.
As she silently weaves her magic, a faint light shimmers brielfly, the spell beginning to form a shell of magical energy to encase Aeralia's target. She only hopes he wasn't expecting it, and doesn't react quick enough to negate her evocation.
"Look out!" she hollers after her incantations, hoping to draw the orc's attention towards her, and in doing so, towards his attackers.
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OOC: Full-Round Action: 5' Step back, and metamagic casting a Silent Resilient Sphere on the back most human male. Reflex DC 22 to Negate.
Olana Thursday August 24th, 2006 12:38:57 AM
Olana's face has settled into a frown. She keeps moving slowly along, her ears trying to pick up the soft footfalls around her.
If anything did happen, she was hoping Ingrge would get rid of this umbrella of invisibility, because she couldn't take aim and shoot if one of her own were stood right in front of her. Still, it had got them this far.
Nick Thursday August 24th, 2006 12:45:59 AM
Nick keeps moving forward steadily, keeping his eye on whats happening in the distance, and trying to stop the horse's tack from clinking and jangling.
DM Jan Thursday August 24th, 2006 1:38:16 AM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LUNCHTIME
Inside the tavern -
Three of the human men make a rush for the huge orc by the door. The other hangs back a little. This one isn't holding any weapons. Instead he's twitching his fingers. 'Someone' coughs. The orc turns. Human #1 goes in with a long, needle-like dagger. He succeeds in embedding the blade in the creature's shoulder - not his original target. With a loud roar, the orc grabs him and pushes him back - hard - sending him crashing through the front door and bowling down the steps into the yard outside in a spectacular manner.
Mavis is crouched low and is trying to get out of the way, all the time yelling "Eric! Eric!" at the top of her voice.
Human #4 is stopped in his tracks all of a sudden by Aeralia's sphere.(Failed save.) For a moment, he's disoriented. Trying to figure out who did what to him. Eyes of hate switch rapidly between Aeralia and Bertram.
Humans #2 and #3, for the moment ignorant of the plight of #4, but perfectly aware of what happened to #1, and Bert, Aeralia and Valdor see them start to close in on the orc.
Outside, around the side -
Both Milo (hidden) and Eric the half orc hear a loud crash, followed by "Eric! Eric!" coming from inside. Eric speeds up significantly, dashes up the steps and through the side door.
Outside, out front -
Gunther, K'Nara, Lian, Cori, Dahlia - and Birk and the other orcs, on foot and in the saddle; the other two half orcs Nyle and Jon, and of course Brothers Michael, Tyne and Tull, devoted clerics of Ga'al witness the following -
There is a muffled roar, pain and anger, then the main door at the top of the steps into the tavern bursts open, and a human male flies out backwards. His heel catches the top step, and the momentum sends him tumbling vigorously down to the bottom of the stairwell, where he lands in a heap in the yard.
Birk wastes no time issuing a battle cry, and the orcs surge forward, howling and drawing their weapons. In the thick of it - Gunther, Lian, Cori, the Brothers and K'Nara need a reflex save DC 23, or get swept along, up the steps. (I'm assuming Dahlia is still hidden somewhere.)
[Inside or Outside?! You're letting in the flies.] (<---- Who wrote this? Identify, please. ~~Jan~~)
Outside, 100 ft away -
Ve, Olana, Nick, Mordrid, Falin, Ingrge and the elves see some movement at the top of some steps, followed by a collective howl, and movement further into the yard, and back up the steps.
In the air, Ve had a better view of things. If he wasn't mistaken, it looked like someone had been thrown outside. Violently.
Things are heating up.
Knara (Sub Jay B) AC 29, hps 124 d20+13=14 Thursday August 24th, 2006 7:08:51 AM
The red head is not surprised given the reactions of the orcs.
She smirks at some silent comment from Lucia.
(Natural 1, reflex 14) She makes a grab for Gunther and misses and is swept away into the fray.
Gunther d20+12=27 Thursday August 24th, 2006 7:28:10 AM K'nara!! Though he is easily able to keep his footing (Ref.=27), Gunther follows along with the charging orcs just to be close to protect K'nara. And, of course, to see what's going on inside.
Lian AC 37, hps 88 d20+21=35 d20+19=31 2d6(3+3)+4=10 d20+14=23 Thursday August 24th, 2006 7:34:00 AM
(Reflex 35)
The monk makes a grab for Knara, but misses as she was reaching for Gunther at the same time.
Not really wanting to get drug into the fray immediately and not wanting Knara to be hurt in the orc/human skirmish, the Hand of Domi makes a quick decision to attack Knara! (hoping nothing bad happens by his decision)
(Trip attack against Knara for subdual if possible. AC 31, 10 subdual damage, Then a grapple attack as she is falling, AC 23 missing the grapple, missing)[Could I use a combatant as a flank partner in attacking Knara? ;)]
Mordrid Thursday August 24th, 2006 11:59:55 AM
Mordrid brings his horse to stop with a muffled "Hooooe,". He says this just loud enough for the rider next to him to hear, and pass down the line. Any closer with the horses and the inn party would hear the rumble of the horses, if they haven't heard them already.
Standing in his stirrups, he struggles to make out the events going down in the inn yard. Something was happening and it didn't look good. The ranger knows that Valdor can handle the orcs. It's the clerics of Gaal that have him worried. Three stacked flame strikes can really make a mess of things. This is exactly the kind of unpredictable event that can get someone killed.
[Readied action: if any or all of the clerics begin to cast, the ranger will open fire in order to disrupt the casting(concentration)]
Corialote and Amarth d20+21=24 d20+14=29 d20+12=25 Thursday August 24th, 2006 1:25:00 PM
Cori dances through the mob that is heading for the inn and shakes her head. Through her earpiece she warns Valdor. "A large group of stupid orcs are even now coming for support of whatever is going on in there...they look more than ready for a fight." Her mind flicks over a few spells that she could use to slow down and stop this mob from getting any further but she has orders to keep her peace unless threatened or it is real danger. Back through the earpiece she seeks council from Valdor. "Hold my ground here or do something about the mob?" She begins the gestures for a spell just in case she has orders to stop some of the mob.
Moving lightly off to the side of the now passed mob she looks to Amarth who is not at all happy. "Nasty lot Mistress...now where are those priests." His eyes search the area for signs of the Ga'al priests and to see what they are up to.
[Cori- spot 29] [Amarth- spot 25]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Valdor Thursday August 24th, 2006 1:36:09 PM
Valdor says,"Best not to get into it, until we know who's side we should be on. I don't like fighting for orcs against humans, but I don't know these humans, either. The clerics outside ar who I'm concerned with at the moment. The humans are probably dead anyway. They have little or no chance. We get in the middle and we fight both and maybe the clerics too."
Milo d20+20=33 d20+18=32 Thursday August 24th, 2006 6:15:21 PM
Milo picks up the pace, keeping just behind Eric as he dashes in, doing his best to remain hidden in the half-orc's wake. (OOC: Hide DC 33 and Move Silently DC 32, self imposed -5 for increased foot speed.)
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+25=35 d20+25=43 Thursday August 24th, 2006 6:55:30 PM
Staying as hidden as she can Dahlia moves arround so she will be flanking the clerics as they get closer.
Move silent dc 35 hide dc 43
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Ingrge brings moonshadow to a halt and like Mordrid pulls out his bow, smiling at everyones confusion as the mage readies a few arrows.
Olana Thursday August 24th, 2006 9:22:56 PM
Bow at the ready, Olana whispers - "Pssst, what are we supposed to do now? Pass it on..."
Nick Thursday August 24th, 2006 9:28:36 PM
Nick brings his horse to a halt. Time to watch and wait. he's dearly hoping the Aisildurians don't join in the melee and draw everyone else into it, although right now, he reckoned anything could happen.
Falin Thursday August 24th, 2006 11:59:09 PM
Keeping his bow ready Falin continues to watch event unfold and waits.
Lian Friday August 25th, 2006 12:23:21 PM
Highlight to display spoiler: {**The monk crosses his fingers**}
DM Jan Friday August 25th, 2006 12:40:47 PM
CURRENT WOLDIAN TIME - LUNCHTIME
Inside the tavern -
Human #4 appears to concentrate for a moment, and with a soft hiss, Aeralia's sphere around him disappears. The man starts to run. To Valdor, Bertram and Aeralia it looks like he's heading for the doorway at the FAR side of the bar.
Meanwhile, Eric the half orc, with Milo sneaking up behind, arrives at the doorway at the NEAR side of the bar, near the reception area, where chaos reigns. Here, there are two humans (#2 and #3) trying to pierce holes in a huge orc, who in turn is trying to punch them silly with massive fists. The orc still has a blade embedded in his arm. Mavis is looking on incredulously. (Milo has sight of of the corridor he explored earlier, that runs along the back of the bar, and only a partial view of whats going on in the tavern room.)
Suddenly, a wave of orcs charge through the door and a great deal of kicking and punching ensues. "Outside!" barks the big orc. "Outside!" The wave changes direction, and this time, with human's #2 and #3 in tow, it heads back outside and down the stairs again. In the odd calm that follows, the big orc mutters "Sorry about that," to Mavis and leans against the wall, panting.
Outside, in the yard -
Lian, who's managed to shove and drag K'Nara unceremoniously out of the fray, is now faced with the returning mob coming back outside, with Gunther in the middle of it.
Things are beginning to look extremely ugly for the humans, three of the four are now outside, pinned down and blades are coming out.
"Wait!" someone shouts.
Lian, K'nara, Dahlia (hidden), Gunther and Cori see the Aisildurian clerics approach. "Aren't you going to ask them 'Why?'" one of the clerics demands. The orcs stop in their tracks, eyes on the writhing chests of the three men clad in red. One of the orcs - Birk - summons up some courage. "Well, why don't YOU ask 'em?" he replies, his common gutteral and sharp.
Smiling beatifically - one of the Ga'al clerics steps forward.
Further outside -
Mordrid, Ingrge, Ve, Falin, the elves, Nick, Olana see the tumble of orcs and humans come back down the steps, and the Ga'al clerics step forward and disappear into the small crowd in the yard. No apparent casting. Yet.
The four orcs who were on horseback, and on guard are still hovering at the entrance of the gate, but their attention is on what's going on inside.
((OOC - Please, please, please, please, pretty please with whipped cream, chocolate sprinkles and a cherry on top - if you're going to dive into someone's post - especially one of mine, and edit it with a comment or question - identify yourself. It's the polite thing to do. :) ))
Aeralia [AC 12, HP 40/40] Friday August 25th, 2006 1:06:39 PM
"Not gonna happen," Aeralia whispers lightly, her eyes following ahead of the man's movement towards the back exit. Taking a few moments to observe the lay out of the far wall, the young performer begins to cast again, forming a invisible wall of magical energies directly in front of the man's intended exit. She forms the wall as large as she can, but she takes into account any furniture that might interfer with its formation (coving the entire far wall if she can, but at least over the doorway).
Having accomplished that, she starts after the man, slipping a wand from her belt as she runs.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action: Cast Wall of Force Move Equivelent Action: 15' movement or so, draw wand of silence Spells Remaining: (6/6),(8/8),(8/8),(8/8),(6/6),(2/4)
Mordrid (mounted - ouside the inn) Friday August 25th, 2006 1:13:11 PM
Mordrid speaks in a controlled volume, "Hold tight guys. Steady."
He knows if the tide turns in disfavor for the group's members at the inn, then the cavalry's sudden arrival will not only physically alter the balance of the sitaution, it could also completely and totally put all involved in a state of suprise and shock. That was a very valuable card to play, because that action in itself could completely freeze the melee, and there would be no need for further bloodshed.
The ranger slips out a wand of flaming arrows and applies a charge to the contents of his quiver.
"Valdor, we're holding 100 feet outside the inn. Our presence is not known at the moment. What's going on overthere?"
Ve Mundr d20+16=30 Friday August 25th, 2006 2:08:45 PM
Ve holds his position as requested, the sudden appearance of a Domi priest would likely not help any situation going on with the clerics of Ga'al right there. He will speak into the earpiece, "Mordrid, please remind everyone down there that pulling weapons will cause them to spread out and possibly push some outside of the invisibility sphere. That and as a group we are starting to make a considerable amount of noise and are only 100' away." [Listen 30]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Brother Bertram Friday August 25th, 2006 3:23:54 PM
Bertram sits back and watches in apparent disinterest-trying to hold up the role of a mercenary for hire, but is very interested in where this will end.
(OOC Sorry was gone soo long folks-good to be back!)
Valdor Friday August 25th, 2006 3:36:36 PM
Valdor replies to Mordrid,"Not much. Just some humans that attacked an orc. It'll settle itself without too much involvement...I think. I'm just enjoying my tea."
Valdor has a smile on his face that he's not in the middle of it, for once...yet. He winks at Cori and whispers,"All this fighting gets me hot."
Knara (Sub Jay) Friday August 25th, 2006 4:59:43 PM
The red-head is pulled to her feet and whips around, ready to slap (if not MORE) whoever had the gall to trip and grab her.
Lian Friday August 25th, 2006 5:01:36 PM
The monk meets the red-head's gaze. He snorts with a rye smile, "Your welcome." As he points to the fray.
He is concerned, but not overly, at Gunther's plight. "He can handle himself I think."
Gunther 2d8(1+6)+3=10 d8=2 Friday August 25th, 2006 6:20:31 PM
Seeing that the big orc is wounded, Gunther heads forward. "Sir, I can heal your wound if you'd like." If the Borden agrees, Gunther reaches out and touches him lightly. There is a brief glow from the tattoo on his chest as the healing magic is transfered to the orc (11 pts. healed).
Corialote and Amarth Friday August 25th, 2006 6:31:49 PM
Cori being outside and leaning against the corral fence cannot see Valdor but she can hear him through the earpiece. She gets a smile upon her face and then speaks into the earpiece herself. "Is that an offer or invitation my Captain." Meanwhile her eyes watch the crowd that has come back out the doors with interest. She will not interfere but she is curious as to what will happen.
Amarth rolls his eyes as he has an idea as to what Cori is talking to and to whom. "Why don't you just get it over with Mistress...you are both ready it seems." He cannot understand the need for all this ritual dancing...or at least this much. He has never had to court a young female this much to nest with her. "I will never understand humans."
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Olana Saturday August 26th, 2006 1:37:11 AM
The elf lets out an overly patient sigh. Whoever poked her in the rear just now was really going to get it, once all this was over.
Knara (sub Jay B) Saturday August 26th, 2006 8:42:26 AM
The red-head scowls at the monk. "We'll talk about this later!" She says in an undertone, activating her earpiece.
"Valdor, I believe the orc called Birk is trying to organize the orcs into the new Izen and take control back from Marteaus."
Lian Saturday August 26th, 2006 8:46:47 AM
"They want to do what?" He says, looking at Knara and then the orcs. "Really?"
Falin Saturday August 26th, 2006 10:53:49 AM
It is a good thing they are invisible becasue Falin turns a bright shade of red. "Ah, sorry Olana, that was me. I meant to hit you on your shoulder."
With a smile Falin whispers "Isn't it like this all the time? Hurry up and wait."
Valdor Saturday August 26th, 2006 2:53:22 PM
Valdor replies to K'Nara very discreetly and quietly,"While I hate the Usurper, a nation of orcs unsettles me even more. I can't imagine such a thing. They multiply like rabbits, and ninety nine percent of them are evil. Not a good combo."
Nick Monday August 28th, 2006 1:52:16 AM
Nick strokes the nose of his horse and whispers to it quietly. Truth be told, he's starting to tire, stood up like this. His joints are beginning to mutter in protest. That thing in the pit turned me into an old man... Luckily, no one can see him shift slowly from one foot to another.
DM Jan Monday August 28th, 2006 2:53:01 AM
Inside the Tavern -
VALDOR, BERTRAM, AERALIA, GUNTHER, MILO
Human #4 runs headlong into Aeralia's wall of force and bounces off - landing on his backside on the floor. Like a crab, he scuttles behind the bar.
"Wait!" growls the big orc as Gunther approaches. He pulls the knife out of his arm - a slow deliberate motion, causing blood to pour. "Now," he grunts. The spell staunches the blood and the orc nods in thanks, towering over the orc-speaking human.
Mavis the proprietor stomps angrily over to the main door and throws it wide. "You're barred!" she yells at someone outside, before re-entering. "You all right?" she asks the big orc, in a manner that suggests he is a familiar figure to her. "I don't know who they are. They were told just like everyone else to leave their weapons at the door."
One of the elf customers over by the window says, "They were talking about a war. One of them asked us if we wanted to join the Iron Fist - whatever that is. We declined of course. We're heading into Blackbird Forest."
The big orc growls angrily. His eyes fix on Valdor and Bertram - being the other strangers in the room. (Aeralia is dismissed from this part of the conversation, her being a female an' all.) "Anyone else running off to join the Iron Fist? Anyone else here to steal my people?"
Eric the half orc doorman heads off behind the bar to apprehend human #4. That gives Milo a better view of the room. The half orc holds a hand up toward Aeralia. "Stay back, Miss," he says, "This man could well be dangerous."
Outside in the yard -
CORI, K'NARA, LIAN, DAHLIA
A small, middle-aged human woman appears at the top of the steps for a moment, points at humans #1, #2, #3 and yells "You're barred!" before disappearing back inside. The orcs snicker, and shake their prisoners like rats. That earns them a diatribe from human #1- "You $%#@ orc scum. You're fools, following that &*(&^%$. You're nothing. You'll be destroyed. Once we've conquered the distant land, we - the Iron Fist will be back here! Then you'll pay!" He stops, after one of the others manages via a gesture to remind him the Ga'al clerics are there watching. Immediately he tries a different tack - "Father! Your Eminences! Surely you can't let this happen!"
One of the clerics steps forward, crouches low next to human #1, smiles and says - "Oh, but I can. You see Ga'al is most displeased that some of his free citizens have been lured away on this stupid quest you call the Iron Fist. If you value your lives, you'll start telling us where your recruits are taken. Otherwise......." He shrugs, "...we've seen people torn apart before. Tsk tsk, a nasty business. I pity you."
One of the orcs gives human #3 a nasty kick in the kidneys.
The atmosphere is getting colder and deadlier by the second.
100ft away from the tavern gate -
MORDRID, INGRGE, OLANA, FALIN, THE ELVES, NICK, VE
Everyone hears "You're barred!" yelled by a female voice. Still too far away to hear much else, however.
Posting Report For Monday August 28th, 2006 8:29:43 AM
Game #1 Platinum Dragons For the week of Aug 21,2006
Valdor Monday August 28th, 2006 10:38:21 AM
Valdor coughs in response to the orc's question...rather loudly, to let the orc know who alerted him. He grins under his hood and says in a gravelly voice,"Steal YOUR people? This Iron Fist is recruiting humans AND orcs? Strange combination. Do you know who leads this Iron Fist and are they some cult or is it God worship?"
Falin Monday August 28th, 2006 1:20:47 PM
"I am begining to get anxious," Falin whispers to Olana. "Especially with all of that yelling going on."
Falin will turn for a second to look behind them to make sure no one is going to run into a large invisible group of people.
Lian Monday August 28th, 2006 1:39:06 PM
The monk clinches his fists and they begin to glow with faint violet flame. (Blessed Hands)
Milo d20+25=43 d20+23=31 Monday August 28th, 2006 2:48:58 PM
Using the chaos to his benefit, Milo slips into the tavern proper unnoticed and takes a seat at the table where is friends are sitting. Sitting quietly, the halfling looks nonplussed, "Not enough excitement around here to keep an honest thief interested... much less in business." (OOC: Hide DC 43, Move Silently DC 31)
Ve Mundr d20+16=34 Monday August 28th, 2006 3:53:48 PM
Jan below is my post. I wanted to run it by you because you specifically said we can't hear them. Ve Listen check means he beat the DC 24. People Talking is a 0 and +1 per 10' runs it to a 14. Exceeding this by 10 normally allows to hear everything.
Ve remains calm and at ease as he listens to the conversation of the Ga'al Clerics and those just outside the bar. Ve relays what he can hear through the earpiece, "It seems the Ga'al scum are looking for some wayward parisioners. This Iron Fist appears to be a growing organization and our Dragon friend is likely next to the top of it. It also seems very evident from here that the humans are going to wind up very painfully dead very shortly Valdor. You must give word to Cori or Dahlia to intervene in some way."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
~~Jan~~ Go for it, Daniel! (I've opened up the post.)
K'Nara d20+2=18 Monday August 28th, 2006 6:22:58 PM
The bladesinger scowls at the moronic humans who'd tried to jump Borden.
"You're begging for aid when you were all perfectly happy to try to use your superior numbers to overwhelm or even kill a lone orc? If this is the code of the Iron Fist, it's not a very honorable organization, now, is it?" K'Nara sighs, then turns to the orcs.
"These fools aren't worth the effort to kill them--or even to rough them up." the tall bladesinger says firmly. "You heard Mavis bar them from the tavern, and they are next to helpless now--rejected by those to whom they appealed for help. Just send them on their way...they're so foolish that I don't doubt that they'll get lost long before they could possibly find out wherever this...this Iron Fist group happens to be."
(OOC: not sure if the check would be for Diplomacy or for Intimidate--K'Nara is being careful to use strong language yet is arguing for the orcs to spare the humans. Either way, the check roll gets a +2 bonus so that it is a total of 18.)
Corialote and Amarth Monday August 28th, 2006 7:57:21 PM
Cori glares at Amarth with a mixture of outrage and surprise. "You know...sometimes I think I should turn you into a toad and squish you." With a shake of her head she turns back to the business at hand but silently hopes that Valdor did not hear Amarth and his earlier comment. Oh that raven was going to get her into trouble one of these days and she may not be able to get out of it.
As she watches the play with the humans she shrugs her shoulder. They had made their bed so let them lie in it or die in it as the case maybe. She does not really care what happens to them and will only move if given orders.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Brother Bertram Monday August 28th, 2006 7:57:57 PM
Bertram snorts, I work for gold, Orc, it matters not to me who pays it. What do they offer that you arent able to match?
Gunther Monday August 28th, 2006 11:59:55 PM
Gunther looks over at K'nara and rolls his eyes. "Women!" Gunther looks down at the captured humans and then over at Borden. "If it were me, I'd bring them along for a treat for worgs...unless they told me what I wanted...but then, that's just me."
Olana Tuesday August 29th, 2006 12:38:02 AM
There's a witty retort on the tip of Olana's tongue as Falin whispers his apology, but - seeing as the best course of action was relative silence, she whispers - "No worries."
He was right about the hurry up and wait, though. Her normal patience had been completely blown away by that Catacombs horror show of a creature in Koshe Marr, and she was SO ready to start letting her arrows fly.
She wonders about the Culverwood party. If Falin was getting anxious, and she was getting ready to rock, chances were they were on the edge, too. "Need to calm the elves," she whispers. "This range - could hit one of us."
Nick Tuesday August 29th, 2006 12:42:35 AM
Nick listens to Ve's message and frowns. How did the orcs fit into all of this? Whatever happened next, he hoped no one lost their head and did something rash.
DM Jan Tuesday August 29th, 2006 2:19:26 AM
Inside the Tavern -
VALDOR, BERTRAM, AERALIA, GUNTHER, MILO
Valdor and Bertram suddenly find they have company at their table in the form of Milo. Milo's just in time to come under scrutiny from the big orc.
The orc glares at Valdor. "You tell me," he growls, and comes to some kind of conclusion as Bertram adds his piece. "Well, if you're mercenaries, it sounds like you've missed your chance. The 'circus' left two days ago." He turns and addresses Mavis. "I came to ask you for supplies, and if you knew anything more about this caravan that paid a visit." Mavis folds her arms and shrugs. "Whatever is happening, you know we like to stay independant, Borden. Conflict stays outside. However - they came for some horses. About a dozen men, mostly about his age," she points at Gunther, "but led by a much older man. They were polite enough, paid in full. They stayed for a night, and met up with another party that came up from the south. Then they left."
Human #4 is currently huddled like a cornered rat behind the bar between Eric and Aeralia.
Outside in the yard -
CORI, K'NARA, LIAN, DAHLIA
The orcs look at one another and grin as K'Nara speaks out. "Or maybe we'll wait for Borden to return," Birk grunts patronizingly. "I'm hoping he tells us to roast them on a spit until they talk." That last remark brings laughter from the other orcs and causes the humans to clam up. Human #3, who was kicked, has blood oozing from the corner of his mouth.
"And who would you be?" interjects one of the Ga'al clarics. He's looking at K'Nara, but gestures toward Cori and Lian, too. (Dahlia still hidden.)
100ft away from the tavern gate -
MORDRID, INGRGE, OLANA, FALIN, THE ELVES, NICK, VE
Mordrid and Nick receive Ve's summization of events so far. Falin can see no one on the approach. There's nothing on the river, either. The elves are beginning to whisper among themselves.
Posting Report For Tuesday August 29th, 2006 10:18:09 AM
Game #3 Emeral Talon For the week of Aug 21,2006
Name.....MTWTF Dm Donna Leon.....XXXX2S Farlin...XOXXOS Milo.....XOXXO Olana....XXXXX Gunther..XXXXX Inger....XOOXO K'Nara...XX2XXS sub by Jay BroBertram.OOOOX Aeralia..XOXOX
OK! Jay I did this favor for you, Just Stop the fire on Lenoir! Adm Ceil
Lian Tuesday August 29th, 2006 10:50:42 AM
Staring a hole in the Ga'alan cleric, Lian tries to bite back his snape but can't seem to control it. "Thats my business, friend. Pointing is rude." His fists continue to glow, turning from violet to deep green.
Valdor Tuesday August 29th, 2006 12:03:30 PM
Valdor replies to Ve quietly,"Ve, I know you don't like this, but it's just not our fight. And we don't yet know who the good guys and bad guys are. Those humans are going to reap what they sowed. If you choose that lifestyle, you need to accept th consequences of being unsuccessful at your attempt."
Valdor looks up to meet the orc's stare. His eyes burn from under his hood to meet the orc's glare. He pulls the hood back a little so the orc can see his face. He then breaks out a grin and says,"Whatever we are, we didn't help them, nor hinder you. So, while we aren't friends, we aren't enemies either. Have there been many such caravans heading that same direction? Like yourself, we have taken an interest in this new 'Iron Fist' and their presence here."
He silently replays Amarth's words in the back of his mind...
Nick Tuesday August 29th, 2006 12:51:05 PM
Whispering quietly into his earpiece -
"Folks, I hate to say this.... but what if there aren't any 'good guys'? Well, not what we'd call good guys."
Valdor Tuesday August 29th, 2006 2:07:08 PM
Nick can almost 'see' Valdor's response in his mind,"Then we kill them all and let the God's sort them out."
Ve Mundr d20+16=29 d20+16=19 d20+16=18 Tuesday August 29th, 2006 2:43:50 PM
Ve continues to listen to the conversation of the humans, orcs and clerics of Ga'al and replies to Valdor and the other Platinum Dragons, "Valdor it does not matter who the good guys are, if there even are any as Father Nicholas said. A fact exists that I am. My sudden precense would complicate things. One of the orcs just mentioned waiting on Borden though and K'nara is helping as well, so we need not do anything yet."
Noticing the glow rolling off Lian's clenched fists the cleric adds to Cori, "Cori could you try and defuse Lian, I believe his name is. I can feel his anger from here and it could escalate things."
Ve will still not do anything more than talk quietly, though he is fully prepared to.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Mordrid Tuesday August 29th, 2006 4:43:46 PM
When the Ga'alian priests begin to speak in the direction of K'nara and company, Mordrid looks sideways toward Ve; inviting a translation of words, as the ranger can't hear over the wind blowing off the plains and then splashing into the tree-line on the other side of the river.
"What is being said? Thank god it's the monk they're speaking to. Monks are trained in patience and tolerance."
Dahlia Tuesday August 29th, 2006 5:53:11 PM
Staying hidden Dalia makes sure she has a clear and certain line of attack on the Gaalina cleric that is doing the talking.
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Ingrge whispers to Mordrid, what think you of us dismounting and surrounding these guys a bit more? We should be able to do it and still remain close enough to remain invisible.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday August 29th, 2006 8:28:42 PM
Cori simply shrugs as she hears the conversation going on between everyone. She takes the pointing in stride but does nod again as she hears the comment from Ve through the earpiece. She brushes Amarth from her shoulder and then moves to Lian. "Go bother someone else Amarth." Without a thought she steps in front of Lian and between the priests. She tries to use surprise to pull him into an embrace and kiss him soundly on the lips...something long and lingering.
Either way she will turn to the Ga'al priest, her own eyes flashing. "We drow do not take kindly to being asked our business...that is our own." She will attempt to block off Lian from the priests, even lacing her free arm through his. "I think that we can find something more amusing to do."
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Milo Tuesday August 29th, 2006 8:38:49 PM
Milo glances placidly up at the large orc, and then looks around for someone capable of serving ale, and attempts to order a mug. Not interested in starting a ruckus inside, Milo remains otherwise silent.
Falin Tuesday August 29th, 2006 10:46:46 PM
Looking back over his should Falin whispers to the other elves. "Remember patience. We are playing a waiting game and we need to practice the patience that elves are known for."
Turning back around he tries to follow his own advice and works at controlling his breathing.
Aeralia Tuesday August 29th, 2006 10:53:31 PM
Aeralia leaves the spellcaster for Eric to take into custody, though she does keep a eye on him for a brief moment, until she sures he isn't going to try anything.
Once he is taken care of, she'll wander back to the window, seeing what was occuring outside. She blinks in suprise to observe Cori and Lian in their liplock, quickly turning her attention back into the interior of the tavern.
K'Nara Tuesday August 29th, 2006 11:42:20 PM
(OOC to Gunther: note that Gunther is inside the tavern and K'Nara is outside--he can't directly hear what she's saying to the orcs outside.)
"Thank you for surprising me." K'Nara says to Birk. "Most of my life, I've heard that orcs know naught but selfishness and violence, and here you show wisdom in deferring to...well, I guess he's your leader, yes? Wisdom in an orc...a most pleasant surprise." The tall human female nods to Birk, then lays a gentle hand on Lian's shoulder.
"Curiosity abounds, my friend," she tells the elven monk, then eyes the Ga'alian cleric with a neutral expression. "I am with a band of fellow travelers...you could call us mercenaries, but we are careful to whom we hire ourselves out. Already an error in choice has left one of our number weaker than usual...so we've sworn that we will definitely try to find out as much as possible about future positions before signing on."
Gunther Wednesday August 30th, 2006 12:02:58 AM
OOC: Good point Donna!!
Not sure exactly what's going down, Gunther watches the situation carefully. He also edges toward the human behind the bar. "Sir, what do you want to do with him?" he asks interested in what Borden will say.
Olana Wednesday August 30th, 2006 12:44:44 AM
Olana is glad the contingent of elves can't see her face right now, which is borderline smirk and teethgrinding frustration.
She could hear that Nick whatsisname whispering, which meant the Platinums had their communication devices. Yeah... it would be nice to know what was going on.
Still, Falin was right. There had to be some patience somewhere in her frazzled head. Deep breath. Say focused. Relax. Loosen up. Listen.
By all the Gods in Culverwood, did one of the horses just pass gas? Sigh. What was the betting that Milo was sat at the bar having a beer?
Brother Bertram Wednesday August 30th, 2006 1:08:23 AM
Bertram shrugs and gestures at the overturned furniture, "There is always someone fighting, and someone hiring, eh?"
DM Jan Wednesday August 30th, 2006 1:39:02 AM
Inside the Tavern -
VALDOR, BERTRAM, AERALIA, GUNTHER, MILO
The big orc's eyes narrow, taking Valdor's and Bertram's measure. "Those caravans have been drifting back and forth for months, collecting supplies, recruiting mercenaries. They spin quite a yarn, by all accounts; make a lot of promises. As for exactly where they're going - " he snorts, a pure orcish gesture in the midst of impeccable common - "that's what I'm going to find out."
Borden (the big orc) heads outside, after telling Gunther to "Bring him outside."
Eric is dragging Human #4 from behind the bar. The man is protesting his innocence - "I didn't do anything. I'm innocent, and you can hardly blame me for running!" "Be right with you, sir," the half orc says to Milo, while saying quietly to #3 - "You're barred."
Aeralia has a good view from the window of what's going on in the yard, namely some kind of discussion between the rest of the party, some orcs, and three red-clad clerics of Ga'al.
Outside in the yard -
CORI, K'NARA, LIAN, DAHLIA
The Ga'al clerics look at one another, shrug, bowing politely at K'nara after receiving replies to their question. Lian's preparedness doesn't seem to be bothering them in the slightest, which could suggest a number of things. They give no suggestion of awareness that Dahlia has a bead on them, either, although perhaps Cori's brazenness registers a little disapproval.
Birk regards K'Nara warily, his grasp of common, although quite good, is still leaving him wondering if he's been the victim of sarcasm, or not. Human women warriors - a confusion at best.
All the orcs shut up and straighten as their leader emerges from the tavern door. Borden comes bounding down the stairs. "Tie them up," he nods toward the humans. "We'll take them with us. Now move - get those supplies. I want us saddled up and ready to go in 15 minutes. That caravan has a two day head start."
The Ga'al cleric who's been doing all the talking steps forward - "We'll come with you," he says, a statement, not a request.
100ft away from the tavern gate -
MORDRID, INGRGE, OLANA, FALIN, THE ELVES, NICK, VE
The elves quieten down immediately after Falin's request. Ingrge discusses further tactics with Mordrid. Ve watches and listens, and is able to report to Nick and Mordrid what is going on.
Valdor Wednesday August 30th, 2006 10:35:03 AM
Valdor has had enough of the charade. Never was this subterfuge one of his strengths. It simply takes too long to get any answers. It will be impossible to hide all the elves for much longer anyway, he figures. He stands up and follows the big orc out the door. He walks up and says,"We will go as well."
He pulls back his cloak and removes it, his armor shining in the sun. He replaces his Dragonslayer sword and says,"I am Valdor, of the Platinum Dragons. We also would know what this threat is, and would help end it, if it indeed is a threat to us all. However,"and he turns towards the clerics of Ga'al and finishes,"if any of you attack or even make an attempt to convert our clerics, I will destroy you in a second. Ga'al will not save you from my sword, I assure you. One of them is known to you and you will avoid him or die. We can get along fine as long as you do this."
Valdor has a smile on his face and is speaking pleasantly enough, but his eyes are burning. Nick is his charge...in his own mind. He will protect him at all costs. He doesn't signal to Mordrid to show himself yet, until he has his okay from the orc and the clerics.
Lian Wednesday August 30th, 2006 12:23:21 PM
Lian is startled, but for several seconds enjoys the intent of the kiss; he understands it to be a ploy to divert his attention. He then pushes Cori away glancing at the tavern. "While you are quite attractive m'lady, it does not change the fact of what these folks do to children to 'bring them into the fold'!" He says in a controlled and low tone. "I know you must think that is wrong too. I can control myself, but I must vent in other ways or I WILL explode." He places a hand on her shoulder with a small smile. "I appreciate the gesture and you are a great kisser."
Ve Mundr d20+16=24 d20+16=25 d20+16=33 Wednesday August 30th, 2006 1:09:23 PM
Surprises abound. Certainly more to Cori then she had let on previously in Osto. Valdors move also catches the cleric a bit off guard. Valdor decides nothing gained in saying anything about either instance, but files away the behavior in his mind. He was still new to the dynamic that surrounded him and into which his very life was now tied. Understanding that dynamic and predictablility of the personalitites within it was of the utmost importance to him. Ve continues to relate to his fellow dragons everything he can hear occcurring just outside of the tavern through the earpiece. "They are preparing to take the humans with them, bound up and it seems to proceed in search of the Iron Fist. The Ga'al cleric stated they would accompany this Borden and his orcs. And well you alreaday know what Valdor just did."
Ve unfortunately does not know orc and is forced to hope they don't shift to the gutteral language. Given Valdor confirming the orcs likely suspisions, Ve almost leans forward ton the carpet, locking the distant Borden under his scrutiny. [Spot 25 sence motive 33]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Mordrid Wednesday August 30th, 2006 3:05:49 PM
Mordrid squints his dark eyes, as he peers through his whiping black hair and wind.
His mare snorts and blusters, but the ranger's hand shoots forward to rub her snout; bringing a calming effect over the horse, but failing to quite her kneeding feet that alternate rhythmically into the muddy sod.
Toward the people to his left and right, "When we advance... lets go at a military half gate (bouncing trot). Drop the invisibility on my command. And most important, look proud to be who you are; the last of the elven Culverwood. Show her the repsect she is due." It is tempting to summon a 'huurah' , leading them into a full charge ahead.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday August 30th, 2006 3:53:06 PM
Cori simply shrugs her slim shoulders as she smiles at Lian. "I do not like them either...just let me know if you decide to play with them." Her eyes flash with concealed laughter and a hint of hatred. They had questioned her after all and that was unacceptable. "By the way if this should cause trouble with future interest of the female persuasion...let me know and I will explain my intent." Her eyes flash again as she cannot help but wonder deep down just what her intentions had been. Was this a game or was she interested in more.
Amarth stays in the air. He will never understand his Mistress but at least she seems to be out of that funk she was in earlier. He is hoping that whatever had effected her in the underground is slowly losing its effect.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Nick Wednesday August 30th, 2006 5:06:14 PM
Nick puts a foot in his horse's stirrup and rises slowly into the saddle. Well, he supposed they had to announce their arrival sooner or later. If handled well, this would just be a pooling of resources, although Nick wonders about the orcs in particular. How would they react to the likes of Valdor being in their midst?
Milo Wednesday August 30th, 2006 6:27:54 PM
When Valdor gets up to leave, Milo hops up as well, following in the big man's wake. To the bartender, "Never mind... looks like we're leaving now. Thanks anyhow." The halfling seems rather cheerful that something interesting might just happen.
Olana Wednesday August 30th, 2006 11:49:33 PM
"Let's try and spread out a bit," Olana whispers to Falin as they get the order to move. "If one of those cleric hurls a fireball..."
K'Nara Thursday August 31st, 2006 12:06:51 AM
K'Nara leans toward Birk a bit, her face and tone earnest.
"I meant it as a compliment." she says firmly. "I'm sure you already know how most humans are told all about how horrible orcs are...I'm impressed that you have shown me that all the negative talk is wrong."
(Valdor followed the orc outside-SteveH)
Gunther d20+2=22 Thursday August 31st, 2006 12:10:12 AM
Grinning, Gunther heads over and picks up the human, lugging him outside over his shoulder (Grapple=nat. 20). He frowns mildly as Valdor reveals his identity, but watches to see what happens.
Aeralia Thursday August 31st, 2006 1:04:19 AM
Things seeming to calm down a little, Aeralia stays where shes at, using her position at the window to monitor both things inside and outside for the time being.
Having revealed herself a little as a spellcaster, she takes the liberty to add a little more liveliness back into her clothing, and as she watches out the window, the reds and blues of her original outfit fade back to normal, as the spell of her hair ribbons unravel.
DM Jan Thursday August 31st, 2006 1:57:50 AM
((OOC - apologies folks, but with a few non-posters, I'm going to have to make a few assumptions. Gotta keep things moving. It's ma job ;) ))
Inside the Tavern -
AERALIA
Everyone moves outside, one way or another, with the exception of Aeralia, who finds herself in the company of the two elf travelers who were already sat by the window.
Gunther and Eric the half orc have their hands full. Human #4 isn't coming willingly and even though Gunther has the upper hand there's a scuffle all the way down the steps into the yard. The man seems to be trying to pull what looks like a piece of tentacle out of his pocket (failed grapple).
Valdor, Bertram and Milo avoid the flying fists and head down into a yard full of orcs, Talons, Platinums and Ga'alian clerics.
K'Nara is doing her best to allay second-in-command Birk's suspicions when the others come down the stairs. The atmosphere changes rapidly as Valdor reveals his identity. The Ga'alians barely react - "Told you I thought I saw the one called Mordrid, earlier," one of them says quietly - when compared to the orcs.
The air becomes as thick and cloying as day-old blood. Fear - visceral and unpredictable is immediately evident and running rampant among the demi-humans. They all back up like they've been struck by a lightning bolt and howl accordingly. Swords - knives - axes - they all come out.
Valdor feels a now familiar charge in his gut. Tendrils of evil, frenzied and greedy, feeding off the fear surrounding him. It would be all too easy. Just to wipe them out, wouldn't it.... wouldn't it?... kill them all...
The atmosphere has a curdling effect in Cori and Dahlia's belly also. In fact Dahlia feels quite nauseous. Tendrils....
To K'Nara, Bertram, Lian, Auralia, Gunther and Milo, there's an obvious suggestion of past history between Izenian orc and Platinum adventurer. Not good history, either.
Two men speak out in the ominous silence -
Borden - to his men in ORCISH - "Sheath those %&%$# weapons. Do it now, you *(&^%$!!"
Brother Michael - calmly, to Valdor - "Your clerics are not part of our mission."
The weapons are just sliding slowly back into scabbards when -
0ft away from the tavern gate - MORDRID, INGRGE, OLANA, FALIN, THE ELVES, NICK, VE
Ve is probaby the first to read the danger, from his proximity above the ground he can see the orcs reaction. But the others are already advancing - suddenly appearing in force at the gate - spooking the orcs even more.
This does not look good.
Valdor Thursday August 31st, 2006 8:59:05 AM
Valdor expected such a response and doesn't so much as bat an eye, nor make any move towards a weapon. He knows what he can do and his hand itches to do it. He'd rather just slice the big orc...he hears Mordrid's name whispered and snaps out of it.
He looks at Borden closely and says slowly,"You are wise."
He turns to the cleric and says,"Whether it is part of your mission or not is not relevent to me. It had best remain that way or you will see your God at a very young age, before you can preach his word for long."
He waves to Mordrid to show themselves. He figures this will settle things down quickly.
Lian Thursday August 31st, 2006 10:35:36 AM
Lian's hands glow a deeper green and a smirk crawls over his face as he moves slowly to Knara. The gray clad monk pulls his gray scarf over his face so only his eyes show. He draws up his hood and stands, clinching his fists. The monk can't stifle a snort of laughter when Valdor speaks. "I like this guy." He says to the bladesinger.
Mordrid Thursday August 31st, 2006 12:40:04 PM
"Forward," shouts the ranger. He kicks his horse forward at a bouncing trot; listening to the sounds of the others to make sure they are paced similarly. 15 yards short of the gate he shouts, "Drop invisibility!"
And the wall of horses snap into view. Mordrid pulls up short and throws his hand back for a hault.
He then nods a greeting to Valdor, next making eye contact with the orc leader (this must be the guy), and finally he scans the clerics carefully.
[readied action: one called shot at cleric number one's mouth if he begins to cast.]
Falin Thursday August 31st, 2006 12:46:49 PM
Falin begins forward with the rest of them. As the invisibility drops he will spread to the left and signal to the captains to take their archers and spread out. 2 groups on each side. Do not draw weapos yet, but just stay frosty.
He keeps an eye on the orcs.
Brother Bertram Thursday August 31st, 2006 1:28:07 PM
Bertram stands with the others, his hand resting easy on his axe. His eyes never leave the group of priests, expecting more trouble from that quarter than from the orcish rabble.
Ve Mundr Thursday August 31st, 2006 2:50:34 PM An instant shooting match The thought is in his mind as the spooked orcs now find themselves staring down at over 40 well armed elves and obviously powerful adventures. Soon will come the if we wanted you dead speech, shortly followed by the we're stronger than you think boast culminating in the maybe we should try it and see
Ve shakes his head, so many first meeting and negotiations had gone down that path is was hard to expect less, but Borden was already restraining his men, Valdor wouldn't draw, Mordrid might and that was a concern and of course there was the Ga'al clerics and who knew about the nervous elves just itching to get into it.
I could stop it of course, but why? An intersting thought that. Why stop it, let the foolish follow to foolish ends. A small smile creeps to the corners of his mouth and it is precisely with that thought in mind that Ve folds his arms and commands the carpet forward to land and steps off. About 40' further in from the gate.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+17=28 d20+14=29 Thursday August 31st, 2006 7:38:26 PM
As instructed Ingrge drops the invisibility and with bow already drawn back, targeting the center Gaalian, and waits for something stupid to happen. He just hoped Falin had a good sense of his archers' discipline.
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Dahlia feels a sick sense of something overcome her as weapons are drawn. Fighting back the nausea and the tremors Will DC 29 fort dc 28 she waits to see what she is sure is about to transpire. She can't help but thinking to herself, is this the scene I saw at the gypsy's table?
Corialote and Amarth d20+16=25 d20+21=28 Thursday August 31st, 2006 9:07:47 PM
Cori can feel the tendrils of left over power from the pit twisting in her guts. Yes it was still there and she could feel the build of her own powers, searching for release. Her eyes flash with something close to rage.
"Let's all stay calm." She is not feeling too calm right now herself and here she is preaching calm. Her inner voice tells her that if anyone of these people so much as even looks like they will cast a spell she will not hesitate to play her own hand.
In fact she is more than ready to drive a spell into any of the orcs or Ga'al priests at this point. Amarth shivers from his path in the sky. He can feel what his Mistress feels and he too wishes for trouble...for some reason.
[Fort 25 and Will 28]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Gunther Thursday August 31st, 2006 11:09:07 PM
Gunther dumps his load (the human) off in front of the nearest group of orcs. "Here. Tie this up." There's something about that flicker in Valdors eye.... he moves to a position between Valdor and Borden. Then he barks out to crowd in orcish. "Put those things away! Obey Borden!" Gunther looks over at the big orc. "Sir, like Valdor said, we need to find out about the Iron Fist. These people mean you no harm as long as your troops don't do anything rash." Gunther casts about anxiously. If things go bad, he vows to do his best to try and protect Borden.
Olana Friday September 1st, 2006 12:27:43 AM
Olana moves to the right, bow at the ready. "So many good targets," she says quietly to Ingrge. Now, where was Milo - in one piece, she hoped.
Nick Friday September 1st, 2006 12:31:45 AM
Nick stays in the saddle, watching closely what happens. He's also trying to remember the last time they'd been to Izen - the big battle outside Dirt City in the south, perhaps - before they'd gone to Mount Bone to rescue Parnoth. A memory comes to the surface about some great bells - their pealing was particularly harmful if that memory was correct. And they'd killed a lot of orcs.
K'Nara Friday September 1st, 2006 1:07:14 AM
Taking a step back so as to be beside Gunther, K'Nara frowns, one hand going to the pommel of her sword which peeks out from behind her right shoulder.
"I do hope we don't have use physical persuasion against the followers of Ga'al..." she says ominously, but has yet to draw her sword.
DM Jan Friday September 1st, 2006 12:15:41 PM
Borden's second in command, Birk, still has his sword half drawn, and a bad facial tick is playing havoc with his composure. "These are enemies of Izen!" he barks in orcish. Borden grins, displaying a pair of mean-looking tusks. "Tell me something I don't know. Now, you have your orders. Let's show these enemies of Izen the proper way to behave."
Birks slams his sword into his scabbard. The other orcs follow suit, and they start to move, getting their supplies, tying up the prisoners, seeing to their horses. They occasionally glance with mistrust at Milo, Cori, Bertram, Lian - these strangers in their midst, but that is the current extent of their hostility.
Dahlia detects no hostile body language on the Ga'alian clerics. If anything, they seem somewhat bemused.
Standing an imposing 7 ft tall, Borden turns his attention to Valdor, K'Nara, and Brother Michael, and switches to a clipped but perfectly acceptable common. He raises a long, muscular arm and points out to the east.
"You see that? That is Central Izen. That is our land. It is no longer a proving ground for senseless groups of adventurers from foreign places, seeking to hone their craft and put notches on their belts. My name is Borden. I am the protector and defender of our people. Marteaus abandoned us for Godhood, and in doing so left us a final test. Be picked off by the likes of you - or become a solidified nation that can protect its borders. Be warned. We are no longer your sport.
"Now, if you'll excuse me, I have things to see to. If you're joining us, be ready to move in the next quarter hour."
He taps Gunther on the shoulder before he moves away. "As for you - you're our liaison."
The Aisildurians glance at one another, then bow. "Very well, brothers. We had better look to our own supplies and provisions," says the tallest. And to the assembled Talons/Platinums - "We look forward to journeying with you. I am Brother Michael, and my companions here are Brother Tyne, and brother Tull."
The half orc staff - Eric, Jon and Nyle have been staring at Ve Mundr's carpet and are quite excited about it.
At the gate, the four orcs still on horseback make a defiant show of putting their weapons away. Mordrid, Falin, Ingrge, Nick and Olana will note that the elves appear to have deployed pretty well. Not brilliantly, but considering the circumstances...
Inside the tavern, Mavis, who's been watching through the window with the two elven travelers and Aeralia, gives a sigh of relief. "Anyone want a drink?" she asks. "I know I'm getting one."
Then, up in the sky, Amarth spots it first - a heavily loaded wagon lurching along the road from the east, with the word CATACOMBS painted on the canopy. They have parcels for quite a few of the adventurers, along with two scrolls - one for Valdor from Sturtavent, and one for Cori from the Star Tower.
Gunther's cat is currently down by the river, chowing down on what's left of a black crow.
Lian Friday September 1st, 2006 12:34:44 PM
Lian holds a hard glare with a couple of orcs as they glance his way. He doesn't blink.
Mordrid Friday September 1st, 2006 1:20:27 PM
Mordrid lowers his bow, and nods in respect to Bordon. The ranger is very impressed with the wisdom of the orc leader, and his bravery. Plus the words that he speaks are true. Every human and demi-human in the Wold deserves a place to call home; a sovereign nation. This orc was obviously strong enough for the job, and restrained enough to keep it.
He looks left and right at the elves before dismounting, "what better way to be free of Parnoth forever? How can he extort you if there is peace with the south?"
Once dismounted the ranger will walk directly toward Bordon. Stopping short of the orc leader he offers a hand, "I am Mordrid, the Bounty Hunter of Osto. You have my respect."
Mordrid's hand remains extended until its received in Bordon's hand.
Falin Friday September 1st, 2006 3:43:33 PM
Motioning with his hands he has the elves form back up behind him in their groups. He will turn to the captains and tell them to keep an eyes on their teasm and make sure they all had provisions. If any of them require anything now is the time to bring it up.
Brother Bertram Friday September 1st, 2006 4:27:47 PM
Bertram does nothing but awaits a sign from Valdor to act. He quickly falls into his role and keeps an eye out for problems. His eyes widen as he sees the heavily laden wagon approaching.
Valdor Friday September 1st, 2006 5:27:19 PM
Valdor's eyes flash red for a second when Gunther moves into his way. He wasn't planning an attack, but was prepared in case something bad happened. He listens to the big orc and says,"I have never had an issue with any race as a whole, but what actions groups of that race perform. As you can see by the presence of our companion who is very dear to us(he motions towards Cori), we don't pre-judge based upon your race, but your actions. Your words ring true to me, and I will spread the word to any adventurers I hear about.
Interesting thought Borden, we witnessed a vision from an extremely powerful mage and you were a part of it. That's why we came here. This Iron Fist is ruled by a huge black dragon, to our understanding, and he has much ambition to rule this land...an others. I believe this dragon is the main enemy of us all, including Ailsidur. If our source is correct, and I believe it is, he will be working with others to expand his sphere of control, which would include Izen. Borden, your plans are great, but may be destroyed before you see them come to pass.
You have nothing to fear from us, unless we are attacked first. I hope your men are as disciplined as they appear. We will need them when we face this dragon, along with the elves we've brought from Culverwood and all of us.
Weird, but we have orcs, elves, half elves, drow, halflings, humans and a dwarf. A most unusual combination. It must be a sign, I think."
K'Nara Friday September 1st, 2006 6:22:01 PM
The chestnut-maned woman's hand falls away from the pommel of her sword. She's satisfied that cooler heads will prevail.
"Shall we actually have a meal first, or what...?" K'Nara asks Valdor with a bit of a grin.
Corialote and Amarth Friday September 1st, 2006 8:13:02 PM
Hearing a call for her she moves to the wagon that is coming in. Must be news from the Star Mage Guild to be delivered out here. After getting her parchments she will move off to the best place to read them over.
Cori heads towards the inn doors, seeing no reason to hang around. She slips back inside to see if her food is still there and maybe get a refill upon her tea. "Yes something settling would be nice about now." Amarth comes down just as she is about to duck in the doors, to settle upon her shoulder. His head cocked to the side he looks at her. "Mistress, what is this feeling that sends twinges through us when the reigns of power are presented?" He seems as concerned as he is interested in it. He wonders how his life would change if his Mistress was to take up those reigns and that power.
"I have no idea Amarth...I do know that it is something from our time near the pit...something from that evil...I have known evil and I can taste it every time it appears." She looks to the barmaid and smiles. "Could I get more of that tea and a refill on that order from earlier." Despite the way she eats she never gains a pound...the priviledges of being a mage.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Updated by JimW for the Catacombs wagon and message scrolls for her. Missed that with your post Jan...sorry.
Gunther Saturday September 2nd, 2006 12:36:17 AM
The warrior beams as he is named liasion. To be so close to a truely great orc...it was a dream come true. A nation all of their own...truely it was a vision worth fighting for. Suddenly the mission doesn't seem so bad. A nice long march with his brothers and K'nara! Shoot...this was starting to look more and more like a day dream. He could only hope that for the first few days maybe they could enjoy some good orc cooking....like fried ochres and toasted dire rat. And oh what he would give for some centipede stew right about now. His stomach gurgling in anticipation, Gunther looks over at K'nara...until he sees the Catacombs wagon. Making a dash for it, he gathers his new purchases and begins sorting a few things out. Gunther gathers the Talons. "I have some gifts for you. Here...everyvon take two of dese...dere Cure Moderate Vounds. I bought enough for each of you to have 2 each." After the potions are distributed, Gunther pulls K'nara aside and pulls a small backpack from his package. "Dis is for you Miss K'nara. I heard you talking about dat Haversack tingy and so I got you von. I hope you like it." (OOC: Hewards Handy Haversack).
Valdor Saturday September 2nd, 2006 12:57:26 PM
Valdor watches Gunther closely. He cuts his eyes toward K'Nara as she speaks, then back to Gunther, then back again. He looks confused. He knows she cares for him and he for her, but to see him so enamored with an orc...
He nods to her and turns to accept his delivery and reads it silently.
Aeralia Saturday September 2nd, 2006 1:47:10 PM
"Hmm, the Platinum Dragons, Emerald Talons, a squadron of elves from Culverwood, now some priests of Ga'al, and a band of orcs," Aeralia wonders outloud to herself as she exits the tavern and heads out onto the landing. "Still doesn't explain why I'm here...," she sighes to herself, then turns and scans to see what everyone else is doing outside.
"I wonder if they think that way about me, they seemed fairly reluctant to have me along as well, if it weren't for that vision," she mumbled to no one inparticular, lazily strolling down the stairs. She had seem the reluctance, even almost hatred in some of her fellow travellers in regards to these 'new recruits', so it certainly knocked her self esteem down a few notches, to be included only because of the same reason as them.
Glancing about once more at the bottom of the stairs, she sighes once again, and starts to head off to one side where she could be out of the way, and not bother anyone. "Wheres Terrin when I need him," she grumbles to herself, looking about gloomily.
She'll take her things from the Catacombs when they come around to her, storing them slowly, and readjusting some of her gear.
Ingrgre / Dahlia Saturday September 2nd, 2006 4:03:04 PM
Ingrge sighs and releases the tension of his drawn arrow as weapons are sheathed, he so wanted to drill that arrow into the middle of the smug Gaalian that he could taste the bitterness of the disapointment. The bad taste turned absolutely rancid when he realized they were ALL going to be travelling together.
**** The nausea finally subsiding a bit, the little halfling almost succumbs to the urge to step out and stare the Gallians straight in their eyes and see them squirm a bit before becoming statues, but she bides her time knowing that there is no way they weren't going to betray the group at some point and she would be waiting.
Paranoid plan in place, Dahlia remains hidden, and in fact activates her wand to go invisible. She might have to travel with those priests, but they didn't need to know it and there was no way she was going to let them get near Father Nick.
Lian Sunday September 3rd, 2006 10:32:36 AM
The monk takes his gaze from the orcs and shift it to the clerics, knowing now that the orcs are on a GOOD mission. %$#%^! Ga'alans.
"Knara, I really think Aeralia should be here too. She really doesn't seem to be too happy and if we give her something to work on, like a battle song or something. She won't leave then... I mean... she feel more like she's being of use to us." He whispers to the red head.
Ve Mundr Sunday September 3rd, 2006 1:50:06 PM
Ve gives the four a passing glance, nothing of interest, more of an acknowlegdement of their presence and nothing more. The orc in charge, this Borden, an intersting one to say the least. Ve was not sure how he felt about any of it. An orc Nation if it came to pass would complicate things considerably in the area and since Valdor brought it up, The cleric of Domi moves with purpose to Borden and the group, "What are the intentions to those men you are taking and under what authority do you get to claim them?"
Valdor d20=16 Monday September 4th, 2006 12:26:49 AM
Valdor is heading back inside, ready to restart his conversation with Cori when he notices the new friend of the Talons looking downcast. The first adventure is always crucial, the large warrior knows. Although he is ready for a meal, he catches up to her, placing a hand on her shoulder.
He says,"You did well a few minutes back. I was impressed with your spell selection and location of your spell. He would have escaped and our coming would be announced too soon. I know it's difficult to begin adventuring with a new group, but you will fit in fine. Remove any self doubt you have and be confident. You deserve to be here as much as I do...as much as anyone who would protect their homeland against evil."
With that, he smiles reassuringly and heads off to find Cori.
Nick Monday September 4th, 2006 1:14:59 AM
Nick dismounts and walks his horse into the yard. He tries not to get all preoccupied with the Ga'al clerics. Maybe I should just bite the bullet, walk over there, say hello, and that would be that. Maybe they wouldn't recognize me anyway, now I've aged. Ha! maybe Ga'al's changed his mind, now I'm an old codger.
If Nick's path crosses with the Aisildurian's, he'll be polite, nod his head, then get on with other business, like finding out what 'the plan' was.
Olana Monday September 4th, 2006 1:19:41 AM
Olana glares at the orcs on horseback, but nevertheless slips her arrow back in it's quiver.
She walks directly over to K'nara. "How soon do we move? she asks their leader.
Milo, where are you?
DM Jan - The Labor Day Post Monday September 4th, 2006 2:29:25 AM
Borden shakes Mordrid's hand firmly. He has a puzzled look on his face. Perhaps this was not quite the reaction he was expecting.
Valdor's explanation of the vision makes his broad forehead pucker into a frown. "A dragon? And a black one?" Grunt. "We know tales of the red one, and know of the green one to the north, but a black one... " Snort. "As for discipline, my people are scattered. A few stray clans do not have... how can I say... our plans are difficult for them to comprehand. Unity will be a struggle. It is they who the Iron Fist has lured away, no doubt with a promise of a few simple pleasures -" he shrugs "- food, killing. Change will come, but in some places it will be bloody and slow. Hmph, but this dragon. Now the Iron Fist has a face."
Birk is all business in the yard, barking orders in orcish and calling his men all the course names under the sun and a few more besides. "Better get your people to move fast if they're to come with us," he says to Gunther.
Ve brings up what turns out to be a valid point about the prisoners. The orc leader grins. "They tried to kill me. I suspect they do this for the Iron Fist. If I don't exist, they can draw more of my people into their fight. I was going to have them questioned. Maybe they know where this dragon is, or where all the recruits are being sent. Are you squeamish about how they might be questioned? I thought that if we pulled the legs off one of them, then the others would talk. If you can get answers out of them another way, then please, do so."
Elders Ne'thrin and Feld'he, and their younger female counterparts Er'eth and Al'thra gather around Falin. The two elven men are extremely wary of the orcs and express their misgivings. Long traditions colour their thoughts. It is left to the girls to be a little more practical. "I think it would be a good idea to top up our food and water supply," says Er'eth. "Do we know where we're going?"
The catacombs wagon unloads, then sets off south for Dirt City and Aisildur, laden with parcels for yet more adventurers.
It becomes fairly obvious to everyone gathered in the yard, that the orcs mean to move out as quickly as possible. Eric, Nyle and Jon (or Mavis inside the tavern) are the ones to ask for any further supplies.
The Brothers are asking Eric if they can purchase sandwiches for the journey ahead.
In the body of Cori's message scroll - ...blah... blah... blah... just returned from Osto. A bloody business. The creature is dead, the abominable wound in the fabric of the Wold it created has been sealed. Four wizards dead, five more are suffering from some kind of mental confusion. The dead will be remembered, those suffering will be cared for... blah... blah... blah...
Valdor's message scroll - My friend, I have just received news from the Star Tower. It appears that this creature in Osto was a terror indeed. It has been slain at the cost of some of the Star Tower mages' lives. Apparently it could have been so much worse. Inform your team that without their efforts, this beast could have wreaked catastrophic damage to our world. Sturtavent
Posting Report For Monday September 4th, 2006 8:02:40 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons The week of Aug 28,2006
Nams...MTWTF...Missed DM Jan..XXXXX Valdore.X2XXXS Mordrid.OXXXX...1 Fr.Nick.XOXXO...2 Dahlia..OXOXOS..3 VE Mont.XXXXO...1 Carealot.XXXXX
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Poasting Reports for Game # 3 Emieral Talons For week of Aug 28,2006
Name...MTWTF...Miss DMDonna.OOOOO... DM Jan makes all the posting in this Board. Lian....XXXXXS Farlin..XXOXX....1 Milo....XXXOO....2 Olana...XXXXO....1 Gunther.XXXXX K'nara..XXXX2 Bro.Bertram.XXOXX..1 Aeralia.OXOXOS...3
Adm Ceil posting for Adm Jay, No Problems for a start of a holiday Week End.
Lian Monday September 4th, 2006 10:12:49 AM
The monk moves in beside Valdor. His demeanor has switched from hard to.... less hard. He's still tense that the Ga'alan clerics are still around.
"Friend Valdor, this man's plan (gestures to the orc leader) is indeed an admirable one. I would think that unity is important for any people and for those that wish a solid nation. I personally would like to see someone of your stature lead a fledgling nation like the New Izen." The elf smiles for the first time in awhile.
"How do you plan on spreading the word of what you are planning with Izen?" He addresses Borden.
Falin Monday September 4th, 2006 2:52:06 PM
Falin listens to the concerns of all involved and tells the captains, "Do not be hasty in your prejudgements of people based on their race. Look at those I travel with." He motions at the other Talons located around the area. "We are not the same, but each of us has a weakness that is offset by someone elses strength." He leans in closer to the four and says with a smile, "But we don't just trust blindly."
"I want Ne'thrin and Er'eth to make sure the other elves will be ready for a long march. I do not know where we will be going, but I expect it will be rough."
He turns to Feld'he and Al'thra and says, "I would like you two to make an inventory of what the elves have for food and make sure we get enough for us. If there are any special items we might need, like rope and such make a list of those and we will see about getting those too."
Brother Bertram Monday September 4th, 2006 8:43:22 PM
Bertram keeps an eye out for any signs of impending trouble and repacks his new purchases quickly. He barely takes time to enjoy the fact they have arrived as everyone is in a rush.
Corialote and Amarth Monday September 4th, 2006 9:19:01 PM
A muscle twitches in Cori's face as she reads the letter over from the Guild. She wonders how many of the mages that were killed she knew...how many had been friends. Looking up as Valdor approaches the table she shakes her head. "I suppose you got the same news." She flips the parchment across the table for him to read. "Some lost and confused by that evil that we battled in the pit...friends I would suppose...and we most likely have been feeling the taint as well." Her eyes flick to Valdor as she gives him a sly smile. "I know that I have felt the touch of evil...it twists sometimes in my guts like a knife...pushing me to take my darkest desires." She does not explain further as to some it would be apparent what would be her desire....or maybe it would not be.
Once the refill on the food arrives she will take the time to devour every last drop of food. Passing off pieces of bread and other delicacies to Amarth who is as hungry as she is.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Gunther Monday September 4th, 2006 10:01:54 PM
The warrior looks over at K'nara. "Do you tink ve have enough supplies for a long journey? If not, it looks like ve need to get it now." Lowering his voice, he looks over at Falin and the elves. "And you should probably tell Falin to keep de elves far avay from de orcs...especially ven ve camp. De von't mix vell."
Valdor Monday September 4th, 2006 11:33:01 PM
Valdor smiles and tells Lian and Falin,"You are both correct. Unfortunately there are many who are judged by the actions of those with the same heritage. It's what's inside that matters and this is the first orc I've seen with any desire other than a fight or his next meal. I have no problem with a nation that has strong leadership and wants peace and commerce. However, he is the exception rather than the rule, I fear. But, only time will tell on that. The immediate threat is the dragon and this Iron Fist."
He pats Mordrid on the back in greeting and heads inside. He nods grimly to Cori and says,"Yes, I know the feeling. I'm sure it's different than yours, but the same as well. I hope they weren't your friends."
He eats sparingly, his appetite not much with today's actions. He says suddenly,"Well, at least I don't have to cough anymore."
Milo d20+25=35 d20+23=43 Tuesday September 5th, 2006 1:09:39 AM
Happy to see that things have calmed down, Milo recognizes a friendly face in his beloved Olana, and silently makes his way to her side unseen. He announces his presence with a quick pinch from behind, and a with a chortle grins, "Greetings beloved. All is quiet here... nothing but a few friendly orcs... if you can imagine such a thing." The halfling's eyes are a'twinkle. (OOC: Hide DC 35, Move Silently DC 43)
Mordrid Tuesday September 5th, 2006 9:26:13 AM
Mordrid follows Valdor inside, "No one get too comfortable. Grab some food and lets roll."
The ranger heads toward the bar, as he removes an empty havorsac from his satchel; snapping it into shape.
"Bar keep... four loves of bread, 5 pounds of salted ham, and a brick of cheese," he pushes a gold piece forward.
Once his havorsac is loaded, the ranger is out the door, down the steps and next to his black mare; where he secures the havorsac. Making sure his horse is watered and fed, he walks her by the reigns out to the gate.
Knowing it's going to be an outdoors journey, the ranger ponders summoning an animal companion; even though the ranger is usually against putting creatures in harms way.
Ve Mundr Tuesday September 5th, 2006 10:28:32 AM
The cleric meets the orcs grin with no outward expression, and he has no plans of falling into the infantile trap of words Borden laid out. It was beneath him and likely Borden as well, but the orc probably fell that direction out of habit than plan. Ve picks the point and answers.
"Perhaps they had cause to. What happens to those living inn Izen who do not wish to become part of Borden's grand plan? It sounds as if The Iron Fist and you are trying to achieve the smae goal, unity of Izen. It has been tried before several times and currently I see no difference in possible a tyranical rule of the Iron Fist and the possible tyrannical rule of you."
Knowing a possible arguement to his statements and questions Ve continues, "Showing restraint on you part and that of your men to me says you have the ability to know when you are overmatched and surrounded. A military descision of self preservation and nothing more."
Lian Tuesday September 5th, 2006 11:05:51 AM
"Agreed." Nods the monk. "The dragon even more than the Fist I think. Cut off the head and the snake dies." Then he thinks a moment. "But often times the snake thrashes about a bit prior to expiring... I guess the Fist are just as important." He smirks. "Well, what now? Are we trying a two pronged attack? One group dealing with the Black and the other group dealing with the Fist? Or do you think that they are, at this moment, moving for an assault?" The Hand of Domi looks expectantly at Valdor. He barely remembers that he isn't a Dragon yet and almost loses himself in the enthusiasm. "My apologies Valdor." He then goes silent.
Mordrid Tuesday September 5th, 2006 2:42:53 PM
As Mordrid addresses his mare's barding, arranges the weight of various packs, and secures buckles; he listens closely to Ve's confrontation with Bordon. Mordrid can't help but to feel slightly annoyed. Ve seems willing to take on each and every battle; a tiresome fate the ranger thinks.
Olana Tuesday September 5th, 2006 6:09:18 PM
Olana bites back a startled yelp as Milo announces his presence. She narrows her eyes in mock annoyance and then smiles. "Friendly orcs, my muscular left bicep," she mutters, pausing to glower suitably at a passing orc. "C'mon we'd better get some supplies before they take it all."
Nick Tuesday September 5th, 2006 6:13:33 PM
Entering the yard, Nick passes by Brother Bertram. "Looks like it's the wilds of Izen for us then," he says by way of conversation, before seeing Eric about refilling waterskins and buying a few non-perishable eats for the journey.
DM Jan Tuesday September 5th, 2006 6:56:11 PM
During the next 15 to 20 minutes, the staff of the Tears of the Wood are kept busy. The stable hands make repairs to shoes, tack and saddles; Eric and Nyle disembowel the stores for bread, cheese, ham, other cured meats, and hand over small burlap bags of nuts, carrots, onions, apples, plums and parsnips. Jon gets into some heavy negotiation with the orcs over four portable barrels of ale. Rope, torches and blankets are to be had if needed.
Falin gets a report from his captains - everyone is ready to go, and there's a short shopping list - rope, and torches. Feld'he tells him quietly. "I hear there is much underground in central Izen. Caves, bored into the limestone by the rains."
Borden is silent for a few beats after listening to Ve Mundr. Then he snorts, as if struggling with blocked sinuses. If Gunther is there to see it, he'll recognize the gesture of being somewhat perplexed. Then the big orc rests his eyes on Ve's Domi symbol. "Ah. A cleric. No sense of humour. It is this way down in Dirt City also. As for the Iron Fist wanting Izen - " he shakes his massive head - " No. The trail of these *&%$s appears to lead to the coast. Maybe it's your land they want, but I'll be ^#$%@ if they're going to use my people to do their dirty work. And there's something else." He points at the prisoners, now tied together ready for a march. "Ask them why the Iron Fist needs so much wood."
To Lian he replies. "The word has been spread, Little Elf-with-no-Weapons, now all that remains is for the idea of unity to sink in. That takes wisdom. Tell me, are all your people wise, elf?"
At some point it becomes apparent that it's time to move. The orcs are on horseback and will want to ride point. The Aisildurians are on foot, and will probably be in the middle. I need to know who's on point, who's scouting ahead, who's in the middle, who's guarding the rear. And where that cat and that bird are. ;)
Mordrid Tuesday September 5th, 2006 7:48:32 PM
[Mordrid will volunteer to be an out-rider.]
Milo Tuesday September 5th, 2006 9:03:45 PM
Milo salutes Olana with a grin, "Yes Ma'am!" OOC: Milo would like to scout ahead... not far from Olana.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday September 5th, 2006 9:13:54 PM
Dahlia will shadow the Gallians making sure she stays as hidden as possible.
*****
Ingrge will in all likelihood stay some where toward the front of the middle perhaps next to Valdor and K'nara.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday September 5th, 2006 10:37:22 PM
Cori does not let the need for haste stop her from getting warm food and being seated to eat it. Glancing to Valdor she shakes her head. "I am going to finish this meal...here at this table." He hands over a piece of bread to Amarth so that he can have a little bit more to eat. "This maybe the time that the Talons must prove themselves though I will be along shortly as I am not asking anyone to wait for me." She sips her tea and sighs as she takes the time to relax.
Amarth munches on his piece of bread, for once quiet about the thoughts of his Mistress. He is more than happy to have some time to relax as well.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Valdor Tuesday September 5th, 2006 11:34:37 PM
Valdor pats Lian's shoulder and replies,"Don't be too excited about either one my friend. Many will die, probably on both sides, especially with the dragon. I have a feeling we'll get one then the other, but it could be both together. Now, get ready to go, I'll be along shortly."
When he finally settles down at the table with Cori and Mordrid comes by, Valdor says,"We'll catch up to you all. Cori's going to take her time, and I don't think she should be left by herself. You know me, I don't like to split up the party."
He has a grin on his face and watches Mordrid's face. He takes a long draw on his tea and says,"Bartender, I need a large ale before we go."
Gunther Wednesday September 6th, 2006 12:26:54 AM
Gunther looks over at Ve with barely disguised loathing. For a long time he had thought that hatred and bigotry had just been an orc trait. But the behavior of this hero proved to him that blind ignorance and distrust could be universal. Where did he get off? I'd like to see him try and scratch a living off of rats and ochres while humans and elves and dwarfs and other "heros" come in and hunt you for fun. And they wonder why the orcs would flock to a leader like Borden...one who promised them freedom and a land of their own. Hmmph!! They need look no further than their own skins! Frustrated with the politics, Gunther decides to go and look after his kitty. As a side thought, he turns to Borden. "Sir, I have a large cat traveling with me. She is a friend and a powerful warrior. Please tell the men to stay away from her if they see her."
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 6th, 2006 4:29:29 AM
Bertram prepares and is ready to go, his mind awhirl with all that has happened so suddenly. He cant help but wonder what next... He double checks his stores, rope isnt a problem, and light if need be the gods can supply.
Mordrid Wednesday September 6th, 2006 9:49:22 AM
After running into Valdor on his way out, the ranger frowns beneath his mustache.
"Don't dodle too long. We may need your help sooner than later. It's going to be hell keeping the peace in this caravan."
BACK OUTSIDE: The ranger mounts up. 'Again the orc has shown restraint.'
Once mounted, Mordrid brings his horse around to face south. He raises his head to the sky and tries to make sense of the weather. (Nature sense).
He then spots the elven captains and shouts for them to rally up, and bring their men together, on him.
He trots up to an orc and says in broken orcish, "who is your sergeant?"
After getting an answer, he will attempt to get organized with their sub-leader; at least enough to move out together.
Leading his horse back to point again, he signals K'nara with a gesture. She will understand the indication that she is in charge; 'moving out on your command.'
Ve Mundr d20+16=35 Wednesday September 6th, 2006 11:53:10 AM
Ve remains straight faced, "Ah humor." He says with the slight uplifting of his head. "I have heard about that." His brow furrows as if deep in thought. "Perhaps upon my return to temple I shall study it more at length. But that will have to wait." As the flurry of activity picks up Ve glances about and in doing so catches the look of Gunther. The man would have to just be mad for the moment and if his image of Ve was diminished so be it, but the cleric did not have the luxury of setting him straight to his motivations. A fleet was being constructed on the coast and that fleet would have a target that did not reside here. The grand relations to be built between orc and man would have to wait. Ve no sooner trusted Borden than he did any other single being he knew little or nothing of. Just as he did not put a blanket of hatred across an entire race he did not sling a blanket of trust at everyone who did not attack on sight. It made little difference to Ve that Borden was orc, or bugbear or giant. He knew little of the man and what he did know was mixed. Ve looks to the would be prisoners and remarks, "I already know why they need wood and I also know you did not answer my question, but I did not expect you to." Ve starts to move off to where the rear guard will form up. As he moves away, "Gunther, do not jump to quickly to conclusions, the question was just that, a question, to be asked of anyone who is seeking to create a nation." Ve will take a position at the rear upon the carpet about 4 feet off the ground to be level with the riders. [sense Motive 35]
Aeralia Wednesday September 6th, 2006 12:21:27 PM
Aeralia will gather supplies reluctantly as well, if there is anything she can help with. Otherwise she will wait, silent and out of the way, until the group heads out.
Lian Wednesday September 6th, 2006 1:11:06 PM
The monk looks at the orc. "I can't speak for my whole race, and I won't. There are many type in many races." He says plainly. "As for being the 'Little Elf-with-no-Weapons', that is not exactly correct. I am a brawler of sorts, I use my body as a weapon." He smiles impishly. "Care for a demostration?"
Falin Wednesday September 6th, 2006 3:17:14 PM
Falin ensures the elves get what they need and then forms up next to them when Mordrid calls for the elves.
K'Nara Wednesday September 6th, 2006 6:49:13 PM (OOC: sorry about the non-posting--had a bit of a medical flare-up sidelined me for a while...but I'm back now.)
K'Nara quickly transferred all her belongings from her regular backpack to the Haversack that Gunther had gifted her, as well as noting the various bits of conversation floating about. As soon as she has the opportunity to do so, she finds Olana and Milo and speaks to them in a low voice meant for their ears only:
"I want you two to keep an especial eye on the clerics of Ga'al." she instructs them. "The Dragons are distrustful of them--and I'm sure you remember how deucedly hard it was to fight the Aisilduran contingent in that Arena match. I have only heard rumors of them, though, and I have no idea what their deity's code is supposed to include. Keep them in your sights and sound off if they do anything at all suspicious."
Once more, K'Nara turns over Poki (her horse) to Lian, that he may ride with Aeralia.
"I wouldn't worry overmuch about the sorceress, Lian." the leader of the Talons assures the monk. "I bet that she's having 'first time jitters'...wondering if she's meant to be in a group like ours. From what I've seen of her conduct so far, the answer (in my opinion) is a big, fat 'YES'...but it's something that she has to acknowledge for herself. I'll be sure to reinforce that answer, though."
To Aeralia, the red-headed blade singer nods and smiles, agreeing with Valdor's assessment.
"Valdor has the way of it, Aeralia." K'Nara says firmly. "You are doing just fine--and using your wits! You'll go far in the Wold, I'm sure...and I can only hope that you choose to remain with us, because we can use all the wit we can get!"
Milo Wednesday September 6th, 2006 9:46:54 PM
Milo's smile turns somber at K'nara's request, and the halfling replies in equally low tones, "No problem, I can keep an eye on the priest, and if he grows too bold..." A dangerous glint in the halfling rogue's eye finishes his sentence for him.
Olana Wednesday September 6th, 2006 11:42:18 PM
Olana lets out a long sigh and glances toward the Aisildurians. Their chests - all that wriggling about going inside there. "Okay," she says in a matter of fact way.
Nick Wednesday September 6th, 2006 11:45:38 PM
"What are Valdor and Cori up to?" Nick asks Mordrid, followed by "Or shouldn't I ask?"
It's his usual habit to ride near the centre of the party, but on this occasion a lot will depend on where the Ga'al clerics are.
Gunther Thursday September 7th, 2006 1:14:56 AM
The warrior looks over at Ve with annoyance. There were a lot of retorts that came to mind, but for the moment, he holds his tongue out of respect for K'nara. No need to have the group appear to be de-unified in front of outsiders. He heads over to his kitty and prepares to head out with her, glad that he can finally talk with her thanks to the magic of his wreathes.
DM Jan Thursday September 7th, 2006 2:19:12 AM
THREE DAYS LATER - TIME = LATE EVENING, CENTRAL IZEN
On horseback, the orcs have set a hard pace. The elves and those members of the Talons and the Platinums who are on foot are getting their second wind and, after this and the two days march out of Emerald, are getting well conditioned to life on the move.
The ground has been hard, the weather a mixture of clouds and rain, and it's only now that the dread influence of Mount Bone, passed by the previous evening, is beginning to fade.
The night camps have been basic and boisterous affairs, with the orcs expending surplus energy by getting into seemingly spontaneous bouts of wrestling and fisticuffs. Anyone crazy enough to join in has their fair share of bruises and loose teeth.
Speaking of bruises and loose teeth, one of the prisoners admits to the building of boats, as Ve suspected.
The caravan trail has been fairly easy to follow. No attempt at stealth.
The Brothers Michael, Tyne and Tull have been polite and courteous throughout, attempting to mediate whenever flareups occur between orc and non-orc. Birk has made it plain on day one to Mordrid that he did not trust him. It has made scouting difficult. Everyone has felt a certain tension, to some extent, so far on the journey.
And now, as the prospect of another night's mayhem looms on the horizon, one of the orc scouts returns with news of the sighting of the caravan. Any Talon/Platinums in the scouting party will also have noted the torches of the caravan ahead - three wagons, quite a few men and horses, setting up camp for the night about half a mile south east on the trail.
Ve Mundr Thursday September 7th, 2006 8:59:08 AM
Ve trials the large group on his carpet and has been going over the trail and why they came to Izen in the first place and such. Valdor set them with Borden and his, why? The cleric really had no idea. True they wanted to find him and they did, but to follow him as he chased aftera caravan whom legitemately purchased a lot of horses? It just didn't add up for him. Borden was obviously a nuetral party to the civilizied lands about where Borden wishes to forge his empire. He was even an opoponent of the Iron Fist. An organization they still knew litttle about, bt what they did know was that the Iron Fist was in the opposite direction on the coast construction an invasion fleet. So again the cleric ends up with why pursue a bleeding caravan? Just to pal with Borden? Seemed unecessary at best, but Valdor did not get to be Valdor by not having a plan or making intelliegent moves, so Ve would keep his teeth together. Fleet would not be ready for some time so they had time.
News of the caravan perks the clerics interest and heightens his apprehension. Orcs could see just fine in the dark and a half mile was plenty close enough. Likely they would be moving on the wagons very soon and Ve was doughtful he would like the outcome, but he would be ready.
Into his Earpiece, "Should we be ready then to close this last bit of distance to the wagons?"
Mordrid Thursday September 7th, 2006 10:27:33 AM
Mordrid brings his horse next to Valdor's on the afternoon of day three.
"We now know there's a fleet building on the coast. Although, we do not know who they intend to go up against, As Knights of the Realm I feel it is our duty to let the capitol know what we have seen and heard. Someone must go back and report. Advance notice may save many lives."
As a side note, "You might try asking Bordon what signifigance this carravan has. Wood? was that what I heard?"
Valdor Thursday September 7th, 2006 10:39:13 AM
Valdor replies to Ve,"It's time to have a chat with our new allies."
He goes in search of Borden and asks him to get his lieutenants together for a meeting. He gathers the Plats and Talons together to meet and then says to Borden,"I think it's time to disuss our intentions. While I respect your ambitions and motives, I would know what your intentions are toward this caravan. It's obviuos that you and your people are not simply typical orc marauders set for killing and plunder, but have another goal in mind. Since we have a mutual interest in the outcome of all of this, I would know what you plan to do.
To give you an understanding of ourselves and our intentions, I will tell you our story."
Valdor tells him the story about the visions, leaving out only the names of all the players. He doesn't want it common knowledge that their High Lord Mayor is actually a Gold Dragon. He tells of the gypsy reading to Dahlia and of their decisions along the way.
Once finished he says,"Now you see our reasons for being here. The actions of this Black Dragon will determine the involvement of another Green one, whom we all know too well. We didn't know your place in the vision and weren't sure until now whether you were the enemy or a possible ally. I was a bit angered at the prophecy myself at the title the 'Dragonstone of Nothing', but didn't, and still don't, understand the significance of such a title.
If this caravan is simply recruiting people of all races, I cannot abide in killing and destroying it, just because they have claimed your people as their own. People must be allowed to choose their own path, whether it is ours or not. (He nods towards the clerics) I would know why this Iron Fist is building a fleet of ships, where they plan to expand to and what their ultimate goals are. If you are to become a land unto yourselves, then you will need allies. Trust must be established between nations or there will be constant war. So, build our trust in you and your people and tell me what you know."
Lian d20-1=11 Thursday September 7th, 2006 12:21:09 PM
During the last few days, Lian will make several attempts to find berries (for his goodberry tattoo) and offer them to those who wish to conserve rations. He will also create water and offer small amounts to the group, orcs included.
All the while attempting to make the orcs and especially Aelaria, feel welcome. He plays the flute, though not expertly (perform 11), at dinner and before bed each night (unless it causes tension with the group of orcs).
He offers his services for watch or scouting.
Lian listens again, is about to ask something, but thinks better of it. Concern in on his face.
K'Nara Thursday September 7th, 2006 12:53:10 PM
Present at Valdor's conference with Borden, the blade singer lifts a hand to interrupt the dialogue.
"I would suggest that we try to see for ourselves exactly what this caravan is up to--we have first-class rogues who can get close enough to eavesdrop on the people for a bit...how about we utilize them in an effort to confirm exactly what their agenda happens to be..?"
Falin Thursday September 7th, 2006 2:48:25 PM
Seeming to place the cares of the Elves above his own Falin makes sure he is the last one of the them to bed down each night and the first to awaken each day. He makes sure they are all tending to themselves to ensure no one become injured. He is pleased with the way they have turned out so far and tells this to the captains so they can pass it on to the others.
Falin continues to watch the priests, but more out of morbid curiosity than anything. How is it that they let those things into their chests? What pros could come of that?
Falin goes to the meeting that Valdor calls in order to see what the motives of their new found friends are.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday September 7th, 2006 4:12:07 PM
Cori soon enough finds herself back on the road with the group. As she rides along she goes over her ideas for spells for each day, trying to mix them up and give something useful for non combat situations.
With calling of a meeting to talk about the caravan ahead she listens to some of the ramblings. She has to agree with K'Nara on the idea of sending in scouts and she plans to make it a point to help out there as well. "I can aid in scouting...by helping those that go to stay hidden easily so that they will only need to hide well." Looking to Valor she gives a smile. "I would like to approach the caravan as well...I am interested in purchasing a fine mare if they have one...the boy back has a nice stud for sale and my new business will not take off without a mating pair." She waits to see what is decided and how they will proceed.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 7th, 2006 4:18:12 PM
Bertram joins the others in the meeting. He cant help but shake the feeling that there was something they were missing. Something they desparately needed to know.
Valdor Thursday September 7th, 2006 6:21:12 PM
(OOC:Sorry Scott, we were posting at the same time. I didn't see your post, but brilliant minds think alike.)
Valdor nods at K'Nara and Cori's suggestions, a smile creeping across his face that he tries to mask without success when she mentions 'a mating pair'.
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+25=43 d20+25=39 d20+25=44 d20+25=38 d20+25=42 d20+25=43 d20+25=41 d20+25=36 d20+25=35 d20+25=42 d20+25=30 d20+25=41 d20+25=37 d20+25=39 d20+19=24 d20+19=31 d20+19=24 d20+19=35 d20+19=22 d20+19=22 d20+19=38 Thursday September 7th, 2006 7:06:32 PM
Ingrge havng been riding nearby to Valdor the entire time overhears Mordrids comment about sending a mesage back to someone and speaks up.
"Excuse me, I don't meen to usurp authority but I should be able to send any message you need to send, to whomever you need to send it too, once we get settled and then we don't need to lose personel we might need later.
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Dahlia
It is somewhere in the early evening when someone realises that they haven't seen Dahlia since the Tavern. Her pony however is fully loaded and following along with the others but it is equally obvious that noone is riding her.
Highlight to display spoiler: {Dahlia has been invisible and staying as close to the Gaalians as possible, since leaving the Inn, without beeing noticed, so that she can overhear what they might be chatting about during the marches and breaks along the way.
Move silently Dc 43,39,44,38,42,43 & 41 Hide DC 36,35,42,30,41,37 & 39 Listen DC 19,31,24,35,22,22 & 38}
Ve Mundr Thursday September 7th, 2006 9:03:14 PM
Ve leans in a bit, "I am sorry I am confused. It is a caravan of men who purchased a large number of horses a few days ago from the stables at the inn we were just at." Ve looks to everyone about, For the love of Domi! We are the Platinum Dragons and the Emerald Talons, renown heroes hundreds of times over across the Wold. With us is Borden, the possible future king is Izen. We should march over and talk to them. If they are the bad guys they will attack and we will destroy them. Then we can get back to the coast and destroy the fleet before it sails. If they are not the bad guys we say our hellos." Ve sits back but then leans forward again, "While I have my mouth open, Why by all that is holy are we keeping company with Ga'al trash?"
Olana Thursday September 7th, 2006 10:23:08 PM
Olana looks at the backs of the Ga'alian clerics as they travel along, with a sour expression on her face. Well, weren't they being the goody two shoes. She was aching for them to do something, or say something - anything that would bring the ire of everyone else down on them.
"They're either clever, and just biding their time," she whispers to Milo during the second night, "or completely stupid."
News of the caravan and the possibility of some sneaking around cheers her up no end.
Nick Thursday September 7th, 2006 10:32:56 PM
All this travel is not doing a thing for Nick's newly acquired old bones. Twice now he's had to cast a minor heal on himself. It has enabled him to appear as robust as he ever was in such situations and therefore, on a practical level, he suspects it won't make any difference to his effectiveness. It was just the principle of the thing. The sheer ignominy of it.
He tries to make himself busy on the trip - healing brawling wounds and avoiding the Ga'alians. So far, so good. Now if he only knew for sure where Dahlia was.
At the meeting - "I don't think it would be a bad idea for a quick look at them before we go in, either," he says. He's also interested in what Borden has to say. of course Ve did have a point, to perhaps just go wading in - but now Nick was old and feeble - well, it was caution all the way.
DM Jan Thursday September 7th, 2006 11:53:24 PM
LATE EVENING - CENTRAL IZEN
Two waxing crescent moons begin to lift over the hills and rise in the sky as everyone gathers for the meeting. The orcs are nervous, twitchy, and on edge, and of course the Ga'alians have invited themselves along as well.
Borden listens to what Valdor has to say and then snorts as he tries to comprehend everything surrounding the visions and prophecies. He then points directly to the south. "There lies Southern Izen and the coast. We do not eat fish. We have no desire to sail boats. The hills and stones on Central Izen are our land, and we know little of the south, other than the families of Dirt City to the south west." Borden's second in command Birk chitters something foul and derogatory when Dirt City is mentioned. Borden continues - "This caravan - is not alone. There have been many in the past months, like these. Traders, we thought. And as with all traders seeking to cross Central Izen, we offered our services as protectors - for a fee. Something they accepted. After all, wild creatures still roam this land." He shrugs. "but the men they hired - our men - did not come home. Four times this has happened, while these wagons continue to roll - carrying wood, horses, provisions, and men from all places. "So. It was my intention to follow this particular caravan. Follow it cautiously to the south, and to see where it leads, and discover what has become of my people. To find them, and bring them back. You talk of choices, and freedom. But many of my people are -" he struggles for a word. "Stupid," growls Birk, ears twitching, his eye tick running wild about his face. Borden sighs.
"Given freedom, and the ability to choose," interrupts brother Michael, his voice a deep purr, "most people invariably make the wrong one. My brothers and I see it all too often outside the divine realm of Aisildur. In our land, followers of the Almighty Ga'al do not need to make the mistakes of wrong choices." He's pointedly ignoring Ve Mundr, but Brother Nyle is looking at the follower of Domi as though he wished the ground would grow teeth and a mouth and swallow the man whole.
For some weird reason, the Ga'alian's raw chests are making Falin feel hungry. Gunther is also suffering from weirdness of a different kind. It's a feeling that seems to be emanating from his wreath, and the panther who's crouched behind a shrub nearby. Odd, but it feels like a warning. Predator in our midst...
"So -" finalizes the orc leader. "Boldness or stealth appear to be OUR choices on this particular matter." As an afterthought to Valdor, he adds - "This Dragonstone. If you are the Dragonstone of something, then maybe the Nothing refers to someone else."
Earlier in the day, Lian has managed to find some wild gooseberries, and a battered shrub containing a scattering of elderberries - meagre pickings after the birds have been and gone.
Dahlia's attention toward the Aisildurian priests has gleaned the following - They're apprehensive about their various traveling companions, genuinely worried about their missing civilians, wondering if any of the others in this group are ripe for conversion - although any missionary endeavors are to take second fiddle to their main task - which appears to run along the same lines as that of the orcs. They see this as a rescue mission.
A slight glow over a distant hill to the south east tells everyone that the caravaners have got their evening fire going.
Aeralia Friday September 8th, 2006 12:52:30 AM
Aeralia continues to remain silent during most of the trip, distracted with her own thoughts. She still didn't feel like she belonged there, even with Lian's attempts, and she still was tring to figure out if she wanted to belong.
These orcan leaders had alot to say that she agreed with, and she was certain that some of her comrades didn't beleive them, or want to beleive them, or even consider beleiving them. She had certainly heard stories and rumors of course, of their grusomeness; but then her childhood, with humans, had shown her the worse side of their world too.
She doesn't offer to go this time, but instead merely listens to what she can catch of the three groups leaders exchange, wondering what was going to happen.
Gunther Friday September 8th, 2006 1:09:32 AM
Not one for politics, Gunther settles in and listens inattentively...until the message from Thaeri. He looks over urgently at K'nara. "I gotta go. Sometings wrong." Bolting out of the meeting he heads toward where he had last seen his kitty and begins to speak in soft low growls. "Thaeri. Where's the predator? Can you show me where it is?"
K'Nara Friday September 8th, 2006 2:24:27 AM
K'Nara barks aloud in a short, sharp sound that very quickly turns into a fit of coughing once Brother Michael makes his assured comment about how followers of Ga'al never make wrong choices.
"Er, um...excuse me..." she gasps between coughs, blinking tears away, thinking all the while of the utterly wrong choices made by the double-quad members in that Arena competition weeks ago.
"I think getting some covert information is the best way to handle this." she says to Valdor. "Sure, we could probably sweep in and kick the butts of everyone in the caravan...but Borden here would like not be able to find out what may have happened to his people, and I know that I, for one, am darn curious as to what in the Wold is this group's agenda."
Ingrge / Dahlia Friday September 8th, 2006 7:08:43 AM
I don't know how smart it would be, but as we are not very well known outside of the Emerald kingdom, except for perhaps Bone Mountain and the arena, maybe the Talons should hire themselves out as protection for THIS caravan while you all follow along. I could fairly easily send back information as it comes through my skills in scrying and the rest of you would be close if we ended up needing assistance.
Highlight to display spoiler: { Jan - Don't forget that Ingrge has permanent see invisibility and arcane sight cast upon his eyes}
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Dahlia finds it difficult to believe that the Gaalians are actually being on the level as they seem and while they camp she spends a bit more time trying to gleen what she can. When darkenss comes and everyone is falling asleep, she moves out of the camp and using the earpiece contacts Valdor.
"Hey Dragonstone. Dahlia here. It appears that the Gaalian contingent is being on the level, at least so far. But I don't trust them. I am going to continueto keep watch on them unless you need me for anything else.
Lian d4=1 d4=1 d4=3 Friday September 8th, 2006 7:09:54 AM
Lian makes another valiant attempt to make the newest bard feel welcome. He notices her off, alone again and wanders over. "There are at least two sides to every situation." He retrieves a handful of ratty old berries from his pouch. "Often there is a nasty side." He says pointing to several semi rotting berries amongst the pile. "And a few good one things." He pokes a couple nice berries. "Sometimes we have to leave these good things behind to find the good ones." He casts Goodberry. Sorting out a rotten one, he looks at it. "Some nasty situations often turn out for the best." He eats the rotting berry(a good berry) and tosses aside several nice looking ones. He hands her a goodberry. In hopes that a simple demonstration might sway her, he leaves her to think about her place.
Falin Friday September 8th, 2006 8:03:50 AM
Falin is unable to sit for very long. He gets up and ricks back and forth. What was going on? Falin wonders to himself. He begins to look around for something to munch on. Odd how he was hungry though. His ring of sustenance normally kept him full.
He begins watching the priests closer.
"If we do hire ourselves out who would stick behind with the elves? Or would we bring them with us?" Falin asks.
That night he will have the elves break up into groups and help keep watch over the evening. Each elf will pull watch once through the evening. They are to work on stealth and patience.
Mordrid Friday September 8th, 2006 10:20:13 AM
Pushing the embers around in the camp fire, he listens. He responds first to Ve, "People act differently when they don't know they're being watched. That's why we recon. And fate brought the Ga'alians here. No point getting bent out of shape, at least not at us."
Second, "I seriously doubt the caravan would hire you guys. As Bordon pointed out, they've already hired human mercenaries, and they've probably doled out all the gold they're willing to spend on protection."
When Gunther runs off, the ranger looks strangely at K'nara, then at Valdor.
"Is everything ok?" Standing he draws his sword. The ranger hates night time. It's a rough time of day for a human bowmen. Activating his sword, it begins to glow slightly.
"The horses..." the ranger opens his ears and intuition to the sounds of the group's pack animals.
Brother Bertram Friday September 8th, 2006 1:21:00 PM
Bertram concentrates on the priests when their attention is diverted, wanting to learn as much about them as possible. As long as can pass himself off as a mercenary he will. Any advantage could make a difference if things go wrong. He glances over as Gunther moves quickly from the room.
Ve Mundr d20+16=30 d20+16=31 d20+22=28 Friday September 8th, 2006 1:59:10 PM
The cleric looks to Michael, "Yes the thrice damned deciever makes thier mistakes for them. Puppets to dance upon the strings for another bemusement without care or forethought to their fate. Keep your tongue behind your teeth unless you plan on speaking intelligently and not like a mouthpieced fool." Gunther's sudden departure for the great cat gives Ve a quick pause and he scans the surrouunding area with his darkvision. [Spot 30]
He shifts back to the discussion at hand, "I understand that Mordrid, but until just now I had been given the full impression the caravan had merely purchased horses. It now appears there is a great deal more to it. And K'Nara I was not at all suggesting we move and take them out only an open approach to judge reactions."
As Falin gets more intense on looking at the Ga'alian clerics Ve begins to get a bit concerned. [Sense motive 31] Falin was not precisely acting normal, but despite his knowledge of the Ga'al religion and others around the Wold. [Know 28] he could not put a finger to why.
Perhaps a simple diversion for the Monk would suffice. So Ve will engage him on the point the monk just brought up. "Falin, Correct? I think you are quite right about reminding us of the elves. We certainly need to consider them in this and personally I think we would be far more than the caravan could hire, even if they wished to. So that would mean a split and I for one feel your close work with them recently makes you the perfect choice stay with the elves were taht to be the desicion. Personally I think trying to hire into the caravan not feasible."
Hoping to have engaged eye contact with Falin, Ve looks back across all the others, "talking throught it, and having ALL the information we might I endorse the scouting of the Caravan.
Lian Friday September 8th, 2006 2:46:33 PM
Something was nagging in the back of Lian's mind. The last group member that he had fallen for turned out to be a treacherous drow female. She had used her wiles quite effectively. Fact is, he doesn't understand how or why it was happening again. Whose to say the newest member of the Talons isn't here for the same reason?
Why am I such an easy target Domi??
Corialote and Amarth Friday September 8th, 2006 10:43:22 PM
Cori looks to Valdor and gives him a smile, accompanied by a wink. She still wants to set it up so that she can breed horses and maybe she has found a partner.
As she watches the others she mentally goes over all her spells that she has memorized for this day and what ones would be most useful.
Valdor Saturday September 9th, 2006 1:34:17 AM
Valdor stands up stretches his legs and says,"Okay everybody. We seem to be stressing out. Enough Ve. I have no place in my heart for Ga'al's slaves, but it is their choice to render themselves his tools, not yours or mine. And besides, we are not here to fight with them, else Mordrid would have killed them before anyone could have jumped in to help. Last time we went to Ailsidur, we went through much pain to make sure that we had a bearable relation so trade could commence and a war was averted. We are ambassadors, each of us, for our respective nations and causes, we all need to remember that. We have a greater goal than hating those who worship differently than us. You, of all people, who have judged my actions recently, should take a deep breath and look beyond your personal feelings.
K'Nara, let's get those who will go rounded up. Cori and Dahlia and Mordrid will go from our group. We will meet shortly at the edge of camp...say ten minutes. Borden, if you have any of your group who can move silently, and I don't mean quietly, they are welcome to join in this. However, our people will give a full report to us when they get back, if you wish noone of yours to go."
Valdor smiles at the clerics and says,"You spoke foolishly. It may be what is in your heart...seed, but if you don't live to find your brethren, you will not be able to report back. Something to remember. If you have an useful information about this quest, then share it, but keep your silly and meaningless comments to yourselves because next time, I will cut your tongues out before our cleric can smash your heads to pieces." There is no hatred in his eyes, he's simply irritated at their attempt to divide the group.
He walks over to Cori and holds out his arm. He says,"Walk with me for a bit on this beautiful night." He takes her outside the camp, then leans over to her ear and whispers,"Let them think whatever they want. I am doing this for two reasons. First, because I want to be out here with you and not with all of that group. Second because I don't want them to know what I am going to ask you. There is something going on that's not right. Either Borden isn't who or what he says he is, or his lieutenant Birk is covering something, or one of the clerics of Ga'al is hiding something. I think someone in this group is a spy and may be disguised. Can you cast true seeing, my lovely drow?"
Lian Saturday September 9th, 2006 10:04:42 AM
Feeling the tension grow among the group, the Dragons and prisoners mostly, the monk stays his tongue so he doesn't cause more issues.
He listens as Valdor asks Knara to gather her small group. Assuming he is one she might pick, he gathers his gear and moves to join Knara. He knows that Milo will likely go and possibly Ingrge.
What were Cori and Valdor planning?
K'Nara Saturday September 9th, 2006 10:55:10 AM
K'Nara immediately contacts those to go scouting: Milo, Lian and Ingrge.
"Stealth and big ears are needed," she tells them, playfully flicking at the nearby Ingrge's pointed ear, "As well as the ability to help cover a hasty retreat if necessary. Do your best."
Milo d20+21=32 d20+23=34 Saturday September 9th, 2006 12:03:44 PM
Milo snorts silently, "Stealth and big ears... I am nothing but stealth and big ears oh fearless leader." The halfling's grin is as plain as the twinkle in his eye as the halfling pirouette's into a soundless handstand before resuming his normal unassuming stance. (OOC: Tumble DC 32, Move Silently DC 34)
Ingrge Sunday September 10th, 2006 7:56:36 AM
"Becareful K'nara, or I will tell Caeryn that you were trying to come on to me. You really don't want herangry with you. Now you did say you wanted sublt. Is that why I am coming along?"
****** Dahlia hears Valdor and responds by ear piece. I am coming, and though you won't see me, I'll be there.
Lian d20+22=40 d20+8=22 d20+10=19 d20+4=16 Sunday September 10th, 2006 10:33:42 AM
Lian prepares for scouting.
(Move Silently 40, Hide 22, Spot 19, Search 16)
Aeralia Sunday September 10th, 2006 11:07:45 AM
Aeralia smiles lightly at Lian as he offers her the berries, understanding his intentions. "Thanks, Master Lian," she mumbles lightly, looking the goodberry over slightly as she spins it slowly between her fingers.
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"Why don't a few of us go and, you know, join them? A few travellers, looking for excitement, but not finding anything, might be the type of recruits they are looking for," Aeralia suggests as others prepare to scout, mostly just thinking outloud. "Wouldn't need to mention any of the others, but then we'd have someone on the inside, to warn us, is something was about to happen?"
Olana Monday September 11th, 2006 12:29:07 AM
Olana smiles at Milo's antics. She wasn't worried about him, he knew how to take care of himself. So she walks over to where Ve Mundr and Falin are talking. "We might not be able to join them, but we can follow them, yes? Keep our distance? We've managed it so far."
"You okay? " she asks Falin afterwards, not really sure why she was asking him that in particular.
Nick Monday September 11th, 2006 12:38:40 AM
It's been on his mind ever since the group set off on this trip from the banks of the Peasblossom and the Tears of the Wood tavern. The Ga'alians. He couldn't avoid them forever. Maybe it was time to bite the bullet, grab whatever it was by the horns, put his fears to one side, etc etc. If his interaction could help smooth things along a bit, then so be it. So far everyone seemed to be circling around one another like Gunther's panther, when perhaps they should be concentrating on what lay ahead.
And so he comes to stand alongside the Brothers and will engage them in conversation after this meeting breaks up.
DM Jan Monday September 11th, 2006 1:51:13 AM
LATE EVENING - CENTRAL IZEN
Gunther finds Thaeri the panther crouched low under a shrub, ears back, teeth bared, her eyes almost completely black in the darkness. Following her line of sight, he sees the dark silhouettes of Valdor, Cori, Borden, K'Nara, Lian, Ingrge, Mordrid poking at the ground, and Falin, Olana and Ve, Aeralia off on her own, Nick and Bertram, with some of the others milling behind. Then the slender figure of Milo executes a perfect handstand, and the cat's ears twitch and move forward, distracted. Predator? Not sure, everyone. She rolls over, batting a massive, claws retracted, paw at her human companion.
To Mordrid's ears, the horses seem a little twitchy. Nothing obvious, but they seem on edge. Ve spots Gunther crouching low beside a matt black shape. Beyond, in the immediate surroundings, nothing is moving except for shrubs in the breeze.
At the meeting - Brother Nyle turns to Brother Michael. His face suggests outrage at what's been said. "We cannot just stand here and let - " Brother Michael silences him with a gesture, and the man obeys, not saying another word. The other brother - Tyne, looks on with a slight smile on his face, in perfect control of his emotions. "So," says Brother Michael, his voice even. "It appears that we are at the mercy of your scouts, who are far better trained than we, I'm sure. You will keep us informed? We will of course help where we can." He acknowledges the nearby Father Nicholas with a nod and a polite smile.
Bertram's scrutiny of the Brothers might have him wondering. With the exception of Brother Nyle, they'd taken the insults from the others on the chin without so much as a twitch. Was that a result of training, placidity, or merely Ga'al exerting his iron grip via the heartseeds? Back where he came from - a punch up would be in the making after all that.
Meanwhile, the elves make their own preparations for the night, following Falin's instructions, organizing themselves into watches. It's becoming a routine now, with everyone in their elven group knowing their part in the team.
Ve's quiet examination of Falin's interest in the Ga'alians reveals a mix of emotions - that look - was it dislike of the priests? It was certainly intense, like a hawk concentrating on prey, and yet - there, quickly followed, was the confusion. Something in the protector's own innards, remnants of a hungry evil, makes him pause on the subject of the Ga'alians. Such an iron grip on their tempers. They weren't for being goaded that was for sure. Ah, control such as that...
As for the imminent scouting mission -
"Birk and another will accompany you," Borden says. He then turns and talks quietly to some of his other men.
(I have 2 orcs, Cori, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge ordered to go on the scouting mission.
I have Valdor, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the three prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara remaining behind at the camp. )
The terrain - the caravan is beyond a slight rise, half a mile to the south east. They have a campfire built just off the main track. It shines like a beacon in the dark. Surrounding cover is not exactly plentiful, but it's there in the form of boulders and low shrubs.
Back at the camp, to those with human eyes, it's getting to the point where they can hardly see. One of the prisoners is struggling and making noise.
Posting Report For Monday September 11th, 2006 8:55:35 AM
Game # 1 For the week of Sept 4,2006 Name-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXXX Valdor----2XXXXS Mordrid---O2XXX Fr.Nick---XXXXOS Dahlia----OXOXXS VE Mont---XXX22 Carealot--OXOXX
Adm Ceil - Sorry DM Jan, but Jerry said I can only do the Platinum Dragon Game.
K'Nara Monday September 11th, 2006 11:17:01 AM
K'Nara's attention is diverted by the distress of the struggling prisoner.
"Oh, now what...?" she asks aloud, exasperated, and strides over to where the prisoner is in order to see what's up.
Lian d20+22=36 d20+20=26 d20+10=21 d20+4=15 d20+8=17 Monday September 11th, 2006 12:03:17 PM
Lian glances back, hearing the noise, but continues on.
Falin Monday September 11th, 2006 1:39:37 PM
Ve's words seems to snap Falin out of his thoughts and he agrees with the wisdom in it, "I would like to stay with the elves just for continuities sake. I think we should be sticking together as a group as well. Makes me nervous being separated like this. Several times in my experience with the talons I have become separated for long stretches of time and been trapped in unpleasent places. I am not eager to return to anything like that."
When Olana approaches Falin ans asks if he is alright he shakes his head and looks to the ground, "No I don't feel well at all. I don't know if it is the stress of watching over the elves or something else. I am haunted by something just at the edge of my mind and it calls to me. I am not sure what it is. I have been restless as of late and hungry. Which is odd because of my ring of sustenance." He is continuously turning the ring on his finger. "It has gotten stronger since the priests came upon us.I find myself drawn towards them. I am afraid I may have left part of my sanity back in Koshee Mar." He rubs his eyes while his head is turn towards the ground as he turns it from left to right. A long drawn out sigh escapes his lips. "I am nervous. I don't know.... I guess if it becomes more of a problem I will let you know, but I don't want to appear weak in the eyes of the other elves and in the eyes of my friends. I have let them down before and I don't want to again."
He thanks Olana and goes out to the other elves to make sure they are settling in well. He will pick a spot out from the camp and within eyesight of the other elves and watch for the evening.
Ve Mundr Monday September 11th, 2006 3:38:56 PM
Ve's face srews up slightly when Valdor mentions judging again, but it is likely just symantics. The flicker of annoyance is gone quickly and with a placid face and calm eyes as he thinks. Personally he saw a large difference between a difference of worshipping opinions and the fight against Ga'al imprisoning the Wold, but little head way could be made here so there was little point in mentioning that.
Ve simply was far more black and white, allowing evil and malice ot live and fester for temporary peace did not set well with him. Of course, it was precisely that line of thinking that prevented him from holding any real secular power within the Church and got him in a great deal of trouble with generally everyone and he well understood that. Ve walked a fine line and zealot was always just to his left. His superiors in the church also understood this all too well. While none would dispute his prowess in combat, many had issue with his zeal. Ve always felt to much placation occurred and here again he would have to. So be it, the line would remain on his left. The Ga'al lack of emotion was merely another reminder of the error in thier own path, failings of will, Ve considered it. They had been tested and found wanting and now would eternally pay the price. Pity for them came to him now, thier souls lost the people they were destroyed and consumed by the ever hungry Ga'al. The smile on Tyne's face does give the cleric of Domi another thought though. The touch of Pity turns sour, for the fool thinks he has accomplished something or that they have even flustered him perhaps. Ga'al is not so strong in that one perhaps, arrogance and smug self rightousness are not normal traits of Ga'al priest. Though the personal lust of power that is also reflected in his eyes is. A twisted soul further warped by Ga'al and promises of power. before this is through, Ve feels that he will be personally instructing Tyne to his error. The entire introspection occurs in the blink of an eye.
"With nothing between us and them, any fire we light will be seasily seen, as such no one should light one. Be careful going out there. Ia am going to keep the prisoners quiet." Ve will go to where the prisoners are and cast Silence on one of his crossbow bolts and sink it into the ground about 10' from them. He puts his finger to his lips.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Mordrid Monday September 11th, 2006 5:20:35 PM
"A scouting team this large is nonsense. While being stealthy, we'll be walking all over each other."
"One person should enter camp, the rest should watch from the perimeter, to extract our scout if something goes wrong. Our most experienced scout should do this alone. I'm a hunter, not a scout. I haven't seen or spoke to Dahlia in days, so the job falls on Milo's shoulders. He's more than capable. The rest of us can remain hidden on the perimeter, while being completely still. We can't have invisible people running all over the place," the ranger is getting slightly annoyed. The idea of the chaos involved rubbs him eight shades of red.
Aeralia Monday September 11th, 2006 10:43:25 PM
Hearing the noise from the prisoner, Aeralia slowly makes her way over to where they are being held, taking care not to run into anyone as she moves through the darkness.
Reaching them, she bends over and sits on her haunches, smiling lightly at them. "Please be quiet, alright? I'm sure you'd much rather do it now, instead of when they ask..." she says with a bit of worry in her voice, nodding her head towards the orcs. It was obvious -she- was worried about what the orcs might do, and wasn't so much trying to threaten them.
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OOC: Question. Arn't there 4 prisoners? What did I miss? :(
Valdor Monday September 11th, 2006 11:07:57 PM
Valdor chuckles at Mordrid's comments and replies with his earring activated so all the Plats can hear,"Oh, Dahlia's around. Don't you worry about that. I think one from each group would suffice, except the clerics of Ga'al. So, I'm off to bed. I need to get some sleep. Wake me if anything exciting happens, or when it's my watch."
He stays with Cori until she answers him about the spell.
Corialote and Amarth Monday September 11th, 2006 11:33:39 PM
Cori will take Valdor's arm and walk with him. She leans in close as if discussing something private. She gives a soft chuckle as she shakes her head. "I can do that." Looking around at the others she gives a yawn as she prepares herself to cast a spell.
Pulling out a small tin she rubs her thumbs into it as she speaks in sharp draconic. "You may want to close those pretty eyes of yours." She then rubs her thumbs over the eyes of Valdor with a smile. "Your sight will be improved as you asked." She then looks around to make another decision. "Maybe I should stay behind then...this would not be the kind of mission that I would be best at...I meant to enter the camp seen and inquire about horses."
[true seeing(Valdor) - 21 minutes]
Gunther Tuesday September 12th, 2006 12:42:58 AM
Confused by the response of his kitty, Gunther sticks nearby her, bedding down as close as she will let him. "Let me know if you sense any more predators." he murmurs to her as he settles after his evening wrestling session with her. He takes the few hours of rest he needs due to his ring of sustenence and spends the rest of the time bonding with his kitty and watching over K'nara as she sleeps.
Milo d20+25=35 d20+23=33 Tuesday September 12th, 2006 12:53:36 AM
Milo smiles at Mordrid, and salutes the elder dragon, "Sir, yes sir. I'll get a move on presently. Don't fall too far behind." And that is the last they hear from the halfling as he makes to head out. (OOC: Hide DC 35, Move Silently DC 33.)
Olana Tuesday September 12th, 2006 1:07:07 AM
Olana watches Falin go about his business. She knows he's been through some bad times, terrifying even, and she can sympathize with that having had her own nightmare to crawl through. She glances over at Cori, Ve and Valdor - Platinum Dragons. What was going through their minds? After all, they'd had their heads jammed firmly in the proverbial dragons mouth a heck of a lot more often than the Talons had. Had any of them cracked? Did they have a room somewhere in that castle of theirs, where the crazy ones were kept? It made an elf wonder... it really did.
Nick Tuesday September 12th, 2006 1:09:23 AM
After the meeting breaks up, Nick takes the opportunity to talk to the Ga'alians.
"Brothers," he says with a nod. "May I ask how many of your people are missing, feared taken by this 'Iron Fist?'"
DM Jan Tuesday September 12th, 2006 2:35:05 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
As those in the scouting party head off into the gloom, over the rise, and down a slight slope toward the caravan. There is light there, from a campfire and some perimeter torches, making it very easy to approach in the gloom beyond the light. There are voices - lots of them, laughter, the scent of horses, and something good cooking over the fire. It has all the makings of a big road trip party and can be seen and heard from a fair distance away. Lian can see a number of tents, and a makeshift corral for the horses off to one side. There are two guards there, presumably to fend off any passing hungry wildlife.
And while, Mordrid, Birk and another orc, Dahlia, Lian and Ingrge stay at the perimeter, Milo ventures further in, and is able to slip between tents toward the centre of things. There's a big gathering around the fire - maybe fifty men? Some young, some old. All eating, drinking. The mood appears to be good, with a bordering anticipation. At the far side of the fire is a large painted wagon.
At the perimeter, Lian hears it first - someone approaches from the south west. Two figures, stumbling across the scrub toward the light of the fires. One of them is carrying a torch.
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
The elves are quietly rolling out bedrolls or setting up watch in the darkness and getting further instructions from Falin. There will be no fires lit on this night, after that stern fellow Ve Mundr's instructions. Some of the elves are a little in awe of that one. And Valdor of course. Borden is getting some of his men organized with tethering the horses, although two of his men stay saddled and mounted for now.
K'Nara approaches the prisoners. "Tell them not to be so rough, bit -" one of them growls at her, cut off by the *thunk* of Ve's silence bolt. There are four orcs stood there. One has a broad grin on his face. The others are looking at K'Nara, Aeralia and Ve as if to say "What?"
Cori's spell activates around Valdor, giving him the visual means to detect anything hidden. A quick wander around will reveal nothing out of the ordinary, everyone appears to be who they're supposed to be - the clerics, the orcs, the Talons.
Gunther spends some time with his panther. It seems to him that she's a little on edge, but unsure of the exact reason why.
Bertram sees the Ga'alians and the Platinum Alemi cleric gather to chat, four humans in contrasting white or red. It looks civilized enough, apart from the sight of the red raw writhing heartseeds on the Aisildurians torsos.
The Brothers gather around Nick like hens around a feeding bowl. "Greetings at last, Father Nicholas," says Br. Michael genially. " In answer to your question, we're missing upwards of 50 of our citizens."
One of the elves walks up to Falin. " I think I see movement - to the north - animals is my guess, of some kind."
Falin d20+18=36 Tuesday September 12th, 2006 5:34:06 AM
Falin recognizes the young elf as Sinilrilas he had displayed a high proficiency with the bow during their practice time. He reminded Falin of himself as a young elf. He acted a lot like him and they had some of the same elements in their background. Sinilrilas was being raised by his grandparents because something had been happened to his parents when he was very young. He recognized the same determination in his eyes that Falin once had. Hopefully, though, that would change to wisdom as he grew older.
Turning and following Sinilrials' gaze to the North Falin looks for the movement. (Spot 36) When he sees it he glances back towards the other elves and seeing that they are doing alright he turns back to Sinilrials and says, "Let's go check it out." A grin crawls across his face as he begins to snake forward with the young elf in tow. Falin motion for Sinilrials to move out to the left as Falin continues straight towards the movement.
K'Nara Tuesday September 12th, 2006 10:56:39 AM
K'Nara nods, confirming Aeralia's words, then turns to the grinning orc.
"Is there a problem here?" she demands gruffly. "Since these four are prisoners, they aren't too much of a handful for you, are they? Perhaps I should ask Borden to assign more soldiers here if you can't seem to control them...?"
Lian d20+22=24 d20+10=18 d20+20=25 Tuesday September 12th, 2006 11:51:00 AM
The monk holds his finger to his mouth and then gestures to the group to stop moving. He indicates that there are two persons moving in the shrubbery.
The monk then moves away, retrieves a copper from his pouch, and casts darkness and immediately covers it to block the effect. "Just in case." He whispers.
He continues to watch and listen. (Move Silently 24, Spot 18, Listen 25)
Brother Bertram Tuesday September 12th, 2006 3:24:06 PM
Bertram strolls over to Father Nick and the others, nodding at him warmly, to the Ga'alians in acknowledgement, if not companionship. "I see you have made new friends, Father.", He grins.
Valdor Tuesday September 12th, 2006 3:28:50 PM
Valdor continues to watch the clerics of Ga'al specifically, but even looks over the horses of the orcs. Something isn't right and he's not sure what it is. He shrugs and tells Cori,"Sorry, I seem to have wasted your spell. Everything looks right. You're even hotter with this improved vision, however."
He smiles in spite of his feeling and decides to lay down for a while to sleep. He keeps his earring activated and tells Dahlia in a whisper,"Don't forget about your earring. Keep us up to speed. It will take us time to get there if something happens."
Nick Tuesday September 12th, 2006 6:02:44 PM
Nick is VERY relieved to see Brother Bertram walk up and join them. Now he didn't feel so outnumbered. Normally it wouldn't have bothered Nick in the slightest, but with Ga'alian clerics in particular - he carried some heavy mental baggage in dealing with these guys, heavy baggage indeed.
"Good of you to join us, Brother," Nick says to Bertie. "We were just discussing the Aisildurian missing citizens. I'm assuming they've wandered off to join this Iron Fist Army?" His question is directed toward the Ga'alians. "Fifty, you say? I wonder if that would help us estimate the numbers of this army?"
Ve Mundr d20+18=29 Tuesday September 12th, 2006 7:25:34 PM
Ve looks at the grinning orc and squats to look over the prisoners. He is specifically looking to chaffing or some other physical condition to cause the squirming and noise that was starting. [Heal 29] Ve then stands and gives the orc a stern look. He canpt say anything of course but hopefully his concern about the prisoner and his final look would put across what might happen if the orc got out of hand.
Ve then moves over to where the clerics Bertram and Father nick were. On the way he mentions to his earpiece, "I am going to be up for some time, we'll keep the camp." Ve moves sure and strong in his strides across the camp his Darkvision allowing him the luxury. "Also if Cori does not have more instant transport prepared I have an Ethreal Jaunt to help us cover the distance."
Ve grabs a small nearby log and sits "Father Nicholas," he says with a slight bow. "About 50 missing then. How long has this been going on and do you know anything about the 50. ANything that connects them or makes them desirable to a growing army or organization?"
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Milo d20+25=44 d20+23=31 Tuesday September 12th, 2006 7:31:53 PM
Not hearing anything of consequence coming from the men just yet, Milo decides to sneak over and investigate the painted wagon. (OOC: Hide DC 44, Move Silently DC 31)
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday September 12th, 2006 7:46:55 PM
Cori blushes at the compliment and brushes her lips across Valdor's cheek. "You say the nicest things." She then lets him go and get some sleep. She passes through the camp one last time and then finds a place to settle herself. As she is falling asleep she hears the comment from Ve and smiles. "I can prepare a spell like I did the first time...but I will need a destination that can be described to me...in detail." She sleeps lightly this night or lighter than she has in a long time.
Amarth is off in one of the trees or bushes having a little sleep of his own. He dreams of birds and flying, but at the same time being in control of a flock of his own.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday September 12th, 2006 8:48:13 PM
moving along with the others but out of the way Dahlia puts a plan into action. Going opposite to where Milo is heading Dahlia looks for a lone sentry she can come up upon that looks like he won't be missed for a bit and then prepares herself for what is about to come.
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Ingrge following along with the others still finds it somewhat inspiring to watch Milo do his thing. With his eyes he scans the upcoiming camp tryig to get a fix on where certain important things might be stashed.
Gunther Tuesday September 12th, 2006 10:37:41 PM
Gunther hangs with the orcs as he waits for the scouting party to return. He eagerly joins in with as many wrestling/brawling as possible.
Olana Wednesday September 13th, 2006 12:16:08 AM
Olana frowns. All the clerics had gathered together like it was a big church meeting, Falin had just dashed off with one of the elves, and now the others were having what looked like a face-off with the orcs. It was all a case of which party to join, she supposed. With a sigh, she checked her weapons and went to join the stare down with the orcs.
DM Jan ***WARNING - ORC HUMOUR IN THIS POST*** Wednesday September 13th, 2006 1:22:13 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
Those with enhanced vision, natural or otherwise, are able to see Lian's signal that someone is approaching from the south west, and after a few moments it becomes obvious to everyone. Two young men, speaking to one another in loud whispers, heading straight for the torches. Dirt City accents. "Think they'll let us join in?" "Don't see why not, c'mon. Let's ask. HEY!!" They wave their torch and head for the fire.
Ingrge's perusal of the camp gives him the impression of men, fires, tents, horses - all hastily stowed. And with the exception of the horses, and the men - no other cargo. On his way toward the wagon, Milo hears snippets of chatter from around the campfire. As they tell jokes, or describe women they've known, or tell of their homes, it's a jumble of different accents, like this group has been gathered from all over the Wold, although he doesn't recognize anything from Emerald or the Plateaus. There's a man standing alone on the steps at the rear of the wagon. Slender fingers are leafing through a tattered book. He's dressed in robes, rather than fighting gear, and as Milo gets closer, he looks up from his book suddenly, and toward the campfire.
Dahlia approaches the area where the horses have been tied. There are two sentries there, about thirty feet apart from one another.
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
Brothers Michael, Nyle and Tyne are now in the company of Domi clerics Ve and Bertram, and Alemi cleric Nicholas. Michael remains the spokesman, while Tyne keeps that half smile on his face, and Nyle raises an eyebrow at Ve's ceasing of hostilities. "Hard to say how long this has been going on. It's months, certainly," says Brother Michael. "And they're all non-heartseeded of course." He sighs and shakes his head. "Young men for the most part. We can only guess at what possessed them to do such a thing. It was only after ques - after asking their friends and families that we heard of this Iron Fist. Someone had posted signs, leaflets, promising adventure and fortune..."
About twenty feet away, the four prisoners are sat on the ground, tied up like winter celebration turkeys. Before Ve Mundr's healing spell, two of them were bleeding from bloody noses. The four orcs are standing directly behind them, staring defiantly at K'Nara, Aeralia and Olana. "You women should be mending clothes," one of the orcs says with a snort. "Or polishing our weapons." HOWEVER, because of the Silence spell, he's left chuckling quietly at his own crude joke.
As Cori settles down to get some sleep, Valdor's viewpoint is of the gathered horses. Borden is over there, looking puzzled, with two of his men and Gunther. The horses are shifting uneasily, particularly those belonging to the Platinum/Talon group. Amarth's dream has an edge, that makes sleep a hard thing to come by, and - laid flat, ears back, under the same shrub. Thaeri the panther reverts to her unhappiness of the confusing scents drifting around the camp.
And wouldn't you know it - After three days of yomping through Izen - a place renowned for its cantankerous wildlife - and not encountering a thing - and when keeping quiet is high on the current agenda - Falin and the younger elf spot the following - coming out of the north, currently approx 100ft from camp -
From this distance it's difficult to tell how many heads this huge reptilian beast has, but there are a lot, swaying back and forth, testing the air as the creature ventures forward toward the camp. It's flesh seems to carry a reddish tinge in the gloom.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) d20+22=39 d20+22=42 d20+18=25 Wednesday September 13th, 2006 5:46:15 AM
Falin motions for Sinilrilas to alert the elves on patrol. Watching him run off Falin begins to stalk this new creature while waiting for the others to arrive. He will keep his bow at the ready with an arrow in case things should go wrong.
Hide 39 Move Silently 42 Spot 25
Ve Mundr Wednesday September 13th, 2006 10:41:39 AM
Ve shakes his head a bit with a look of 'you people are as pathetic as I thought' on his face. "So what you are telling me is that about 50 young adventure seeking men left the under thier own free will and decision over the course of several months? And that has your undergarments in such a bunch that 3 of you come trooping all the way out here? That leaves two things. You're lying, or Ga'al is very desperate for lackeys and to be honest I don't believe you are lying." Ve shifts to lean back slightly, this was just sad, but it also changed his view of the Iron Fist slightly. Basically Ve was not sure who the enemy was. Maybe the missing orcs just don't want to pal about with Borden and plant crops and raise children, which if the fledgling nation Borden wants to create is to be a success, is what many of them would have to do.
Ve can only see 60' into the black and so is unaware of the approaching danger.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Lian (88hps, AC 37) d20+10=21 d20+20=27 d20+22=25 Wednesday September 13th, 2006 11:21:35 AM
Lian continues to be alert while his comrads are lurking away from the safety of the group. He retrieves a cube from a pouch and prepares another spell.
Valdor Wednesday September 13th, 2006 1:47:46 PM
Valdor whispers into his earpiece,"Ve, remember, we suspect this black dragon is behind this Iron Fist, and, if so, it represents a dire situation for our home. Our goal here is not to antangonize Ga'al's idiots. They may be of some use if we do fight the dragon. We can use them as fodder, if possible and necessary. I know they make you sick,as they do myself, but lets leave it alone. You won't change their minds or beliefs now that they have been heartseeded. Plus, I'm trying to get some sleep."
Ve hears a slight chuckle as Valdor quiets back down. From his knowledge of Father Nicholas, he should know the story about Valdor saving Nick twice from the clutches of Ga'al's clerics and that Valdor hates them as intensely as Ve seems to.
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 13th, 2006 2:21:51 PM
Bertram listens as the priests fill in gaps in the story. He wonders what would possess 50 men to just wander away so easily. He is unaware of the approaching creature as he listens and muses.
Mordrid Wednesday September 13th, 2006 3:33:02 PM
Mordrid lays low. He has no intention of interferring or otherwise injuring someone in this camp. Noone in this camp is guilty of anyhing yet.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday September 13th, 2006 7:26:57 PM
Cori slumbers on as she dreams of her garden back home and the new one that she plans to start in the Plat Castle. She has no idea of anything that is going on around though she does hear bits and pieces of conversation through the earpiece.
Amarth is doing pretty much the same thing.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Olana Thursday September 14th, 2006 12:02:08 AM
Worried about how she can't hear anything that the orcs or the prisoners are saying, Olana looks at K'Nara and Aeralia. She didn't like the body language on the orcs, and reckons they'd caught those ugly monsters smacking the prisoners around. Mind you, should she be concerned, anyway?
She backs off, and looks around the camp.
Nick Thursday September 14th, 2006 12:10:07 AM
Nick watches the faces of the Ga'alian clerics - what he could see of them in the gloom, anyway. Ve had a point. It did seem like very normal behaviour - men, young, seeking adventure. That was probably happening all over the Wold. Although... Aisildur wasn't 'everywhere'. In fact Aisildur wasn't like everywhere else at all. An entire realm controlled by a God, and Ga'al kept a tight grip - or had until recently. Was the autocratic one getting nervous now that his people had a choice? Did he perhaps fear a mass exodus - if news got back that some had found freedom, adventure and happiness elsewhere...
Milo d20+25=43 d20+23=40 Thursday September 14th, 2006 12:45:51 AM
Milo freezes in place as the man looks toward the campfires, attempting to ascertain whether or not he has been seen. Since the man isn't looking directly at him, Milo takes a moment to memorize his face. Then, quick as a wink, Milo silently clicks the heels of his boots of speed together and moves fast and silent around the other side of the wagon to the rear of the robed man, though not too close. Milo is attempting to gauge the risk involved in entering the wagon with the man so close, and hoping that he'll join the other men. (OOC: Hide DC 43, Move Silently DC 40; Moving at speed 40, a notch under max speed which is 50 using the boots.)
DM Jan Thursday September 14th, 2006 1:37:26 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
The general chatter of the camp stops abruptly as the shout in the dark is heard. Mordrid, Lian and Ingrge witness some of the men sat around the fire rise and greet the two who appear to have crossed Izen from the south west to join them. Now Lian ( and the others) see the robed figure, who has emerged from the camp's midst. The man is not dressed for sword swinging or spear throwing. He's either a merchant, a noble, or perhaps a mage. The two newcomers are absorbed into the group with handshakes and offers of food. Dahlia is still creeping up on one of the men guarding the horses. Milo finds that the coast is clear. The man has stepped away and is near the campfire - a good thirty feet away.
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
Valdor and Cori are trying to get some sleep, K'Nara, Olana and Aeralia find themselves in some kind of standoff with some of the orcs, and Brother Michael is just launching into an explanation to Nick, Ve and Bertram about Ga'al being concerned about his people, wherever they may be - when something changes. Some of the elves are running about, and two approach the cleric group and K'Nara's group. There's a monster on the approach from the north - a type of lizard, with many heads. Gunther and Borden can see that something is going on.
100 ft from the camp to the north, and about 30ft from the monster, Falin counts 13 heads.
K'Nara Thursday September 14th, 2006 1:54:04 AM
K'Nara's hand goes to her sword's handle--but whatever she may have intended is diverted by the sudden announcement made by the elves.
"Valdor!" the blade singer bellows as she sets off at a dead run for the north of the camp. "Something is approaching camp! It's big and has many heads..!"
The leader of the Talons draws her sword as she goes, barking out "Lucia!" in order to activate the weapon's Flame.
Dahlia/ Ingrge Thursday September 14th, 2006 7:03:22 AM
Deciding that she shouldn't be too terribly hasty she watches the two guards momentarily watching what they do where they are watching looking to see how attentive they are. She also checks out how the horses are picketed.
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Ingrge takes as good a look as he can at the robed figure as he moves closer to the fire.
Lian (88hps, AC 37) d20+9=28 d20+20=31 d20+22=31 Thursday September 14th, 2006 9:29:12 AM
The monk watches and listens intently. He is ready to act if anything happens. (Has cube and components in hand .)
Milo d20+25=39 d20+23=34 Thursday September 14th, 2006 10:30:08 AM
Seeing that the way is open to him, Milo creeps up into the wagon to have himself a look. He is cautious to peek in before entering to make sure that he isn't walking in on anyone that might be awake anyhow. (OOC: Hide DC 39, Move Silently DC 34)
Valdor Thursday September 14th, 2006 2:08:49 PM
Valdor, not asleep, but trying, hops up and booms out,"Spread out. There should be at least five feet between each person. Mages archers line up behind the front line warriors. If it's a hydra, one archer from each group should get torches ready and be prepared to burn the stump when a head comes off! MOVE NOW! And somebody has put a wall of force or something around the horses. The prisoners should be moved and protected as well. Clerics be ready to cast and heal and then ready to fight in melee if needed. But, we must all stay spread out! We will encircle it when it's close enough. Someone will need to cast a spell for us all to see in a few seconds. Find your place and join me for this battle!"
He sprints to the edge of camp, activates his boots of speed, and awaits its coming. He stands straight showing no fear nor panic, hoping if any elves are nervous, they'll take comfort in his steadiness.
He contacts Dahlia and says,"I'm afraid our secrecy is gone. We have something approaching that sounds like a hydra. Keep an eye on the caravan and see what they do. Don't show yourself, noone knows about you. Try not to let the others with you show themselves."
Mordrid Thursday September 14th, 2006 3:15:38 PM
Mordrid hears Valdor pipe over the ear-pieces, whispering, "Ingrge... Lian... go back to camp. You're needed there. They're under attack. I'll see to it that Dahlia and Milo get safely extracted."
Corialote and Amarth Thursday September 14th, 2006 3:48:49 PM
The warning and call to arms has no more come over her earpiece and through the air and Cori is to her feet. Moving through the camp with all its sudden commotions she looks for Valdor. When she finally finds him she moves in his direction with a slight amused smile. "Did you draw this monster here for my entertainment?" This is a tinge of laughter in her voice and her eyes flash as her drow eyes search the darkness.
Amarth blissfully sleeps on not worried in the least that a monster is on the prowl. With this many able bodies around he will not be needed.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3), wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Dahlia (quasi illegal second post) Thursday September 14th, 2006 6:19:12 PM
Dahlia first hears Valdor and then Mordrid and quietly subvocalizes her response. Am just an observer, understood. Will stay put unless otherwise informed.
Brother Bertram Thursday September 14th, 2006 9:47:01 PM
Hearing of the monster coming, Bertram shrugs and removes his holy symbol, from under his armor laying it across his chest and removes his axe. "It appears we are soon to be needed."
Olana Thursday September 14th, 2006 10:46:35 PM
"Hydra..." mumbles Olana to no one in particular as she walks to the edge of camp after Valdor."Don't those things grow extra heads if you chop one off?"
She'll join one of the elf squads, moral support and extra firepower.
Valdor Thursday September 14th, 2006 11:16:23 PM
Valdor cracks a smile and says,"I just wanted to impress you, my dear."
Gunther Thursday September 14th, 2006 11:36:17 PM
His sword in his glove of storing, Gunther activates his animated shield and links up with K'nara. "Vhat is it? Vhat's out dere?" Gunther calls to Thaeri, concerned about her trying to join in the fight. "Stay low and keep away from that thing. I'm sure we can take care of it." he growls out to her using the power of the wreath.
Nick Thursday September 14th, 2006 11:41:46 PM
"Let's try and keep our voices down?" Nick says in a loud whisper. "If we're not careful we'll end up fighting on two fronts!"
He strides toward the north perimter of the camp. "Ve, if we're spreading out, which way are you going?" He'll go the opposite after the relevent spells have been cast, and assumes the Ga'alians will be joining in. he can already see Bertram preparing.
K'Nara (2nd post) Friday September 15th, 2006 12:06:49 AM
"From the sound of the description," K'Nara tells Gunther, "It's a hydra--a reptillian-like beast that is as big as a house and has many heads. Legends say that you chop off a head and two more grow in its place..."
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) d20+22=35 d20+22=30 d20+22=33 d20+18=37 d20+13=26 Friday September 15th, 2006 1:40:43 AM
Falin begins to lag behind the beast a bit in case it was hostile, he will keep about 20 feet between himself and the creature.
Falin will pay attention to the path the creature is taking. Does it appear it is heading straight towards their camp? If so he is going to try to turn its path. He will pull 3 gold coins out of his pouch and throw them in front of the creature to try to startle it to turn its course in another direction.
Coin DC's 33, 37, 26
Hide 35 Move Silently 30
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) d20+22=35 d20+22=30 d20+22=33 d20+18=37 d20+13=26 Friday September 15th, 2006 1:40:43 AM
Falin begins to lag behind the beast a bit in case it was hostile, he will keep about 20 feet between himself and the creature.
Falin will pay attention to the path the creature is taking. Does it appear it is heading straight towards their camp? If so he is going to try to turn its path. He will pull 3 gold coins out of his pouch and throw them in front of the creature to try to startle it to turn its course in another direction.
Coin DC's 33, 37, 26
Hide 35 Move Silently 30
DM Jan d20+9=22 d20+9=27 Friday September 15th, 2006 2:12:49 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
Birk (Borden's second in command) who'd gone with the scouting team, sidles over to Mordrid. "Nothing happening, here," he says in a whisper that sounds like he's choking. He and the other orc take off back to the Talon/Platinum camp, obviously eager to join in the fun.
Lian catches snippets of conversation from the campfire - ".... overseas.... money's good... I heard it's a witch... tower on a lake... you'll be well fed... you'll be a hero... before Mordrid asks him and Ingrge to rejoin the others. Ingrge's perusal of the robed figure - it takes one spellcaster to know another.
Milo enters the wagon. There's a lantern burning inside, revealing what looks like a low writing desk, with quill pen, a ledger and stacks of parchment. There are three trunks (lids firmly shut, a bedroll and clothes toward the back, and a number of baskets containing papers of different sizes. One basket contains a jumble of what look like bills of purchase - for all kinds of things. Another carries a vertical stack of identical rolled parchments. There's also a half-eaten apple on the desk.
Dahlia sees one of the guards by the horses become alert all of a sudden. "You hear that?" the man asks his comrade. "Sounded like a shout - in the distance." He puts two fingers to his lips and blows an earsplitting whistle. Ten of the men, and the robed figure, now have the guard's attention.
((Let me know if Lian and Ingrge are returning to camp, or staying.))
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
The hydra has stopped. It's heads weave in the gloom and Falin ( 20ft away to the north of it) can smell sulpher. For a moment it raises itself on two back legs, obviously getting its bearings and using it's senses, before the front feet land back down with a soft thud. Two of the heads abruptly let out an ear-piercing screech. Another of the heads suddenly sends out a rapid jet of fire that ignites a shrub right next to where Falin's coins have fallen.
The rest of the party in this camp are now congregated at it's northernmost point. The hydra is directly 100ft to the north, not far from a now burning shrub.
((Let me know your actions, folks. I have a race weekend, but I'll get a map together on Monday.))
DM Jan d20+9=22 d20+9=27 Friday September 15th, 2006 2:12:49 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
Birk (Borden's second in command) who'd gone with the scouting team, sidles over to Mordrid. "Nothing happening, here," he says in a whisper that sounds like he's choking. He and the other orc take off back to the Talon/Platinum camp, obviously eager to join in the fun.
Lian catches snippets of conversation from the campfire - ".... overseas.... money's good... I heard it's a witch... tower on a lake... you'll be well fed... you'll be a hero... before Mordrid asks him and Ingrge to rejoin the others. Ingrge's perusal of the robed figure - it takes one spellcaster to know another.
Milo enters the wagon. There's a lantern burning inside, revealing what looks like a low writing desk, with quill pen, a ledger and stacks of parchment. There are three trunks (lids firmly shut, a bedroll and clothes toward the back, and a number of baskets containing papers of different sizes. One basket contains a jumble of what look like bills of purchase - for all kinds of things. Another carries a vertical stack of identical rolled parchments. There's also a half-eaten apple on the desk.
Dahlia sees one of the guards by the horses become alert all of a sudden. "You hear that?" the man asks his comrade. "Sounded like a shout - in the distance." He puts two fingers to his lips and blows an earsplitting whistle. Ten of the men, and the robed figure, now have the guard's attention.
((Let me know if Lian and Ingrge are returning to camp, or staying.))
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
The hydra has stopped. It's heads weave in the gloom and Falin ( 20ft away to the north of it) can smell sulpher. For a moment it raises itself on two back legs, obviously getting its bearings and using it's senses, before the front feet land back down with a soft thud. Two of the heads abruptly let out an ear-piercing screech. Another of the heads suddenly sends out a rapid jet of fire that ignites a shrub right next to where Falin's coins have fallen.
The rest of the party in this camp are now congregated at it's northernmost point. The hydra is directly 100ft to the north, not far from a now burning shrub.
((Let me know your actions, folks. I have a race weekend, but I'll get a map together on Monday.))
Lian (88hps, AC 37) d20+11=15 Friday September 15th, 2006 9:40:54 AM
Lian doesn't want to leave the others in the camp, but knows Milo can take care of himself. The monk has no real idea where the others are, so he makes a hard decision... he returns to camp. He casts the silence on a copper and bounds off through the forest. With the silence up, it should be enough to avoid detection while he leaves. (70ft speed, 280ft at full x4 run) If there are any obstructions in his way, he'll jump them or the like. (Jump 15)
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins), Silence (on copper, 4mins)
Lian (88hps, AC 37) d20+11=15 Friday September 15th, 2006 9:40:54 AM
Lian doesn't want to leave the others in the camp, but knows Milo can take care of himself. The monk has no real idea where the others are, so he makes a hard decision... he returns to camp. He casts the silence on a copper and bounds off through the forest. With the silence up, it should be enough to avoid detection while he leaves. (70ft speed, 280ft at full x4 run) If there are any obstructions in his way, he'll jump them or the like. (Jump 15)
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins), Silence (on copper, 4mins)
Valdor Friday September 15th, 2006 10:47:23 AM
Valdor says quietly,"Now if someone could turn it toward the caravan, it would make for an interesting show. Nick, with that noisy beast, secrecy will be a thing of the past."
Seeing the fire, Valdor activates his ring of fire resistance and says loudly, but without screaming,"Clerics, cast any protections you can. Cori, if you have a stone skin, I'll take one. I'll be on it at the front to draw the attention of most of its heads, if possible. Everyone, team up and try to focus on one head at a time. When it's destroyed, someone will need to burn the wound closed to keep more heads from sprouting. Team up and get ready to light torches. Of course, if a cleric has a firestorm ready, we could cut off several heads, then he could cast Firestorm and seal them shut. Just a thought."
Corialote and Amarth Friday September 15th, 2006 11:17:08 AM
Cori nods her head as she falls into the vast power that bounces around in her head. She lays a hand upon the shoulder of Valdor as her spell is completed. There is now a dull green glow to the whole body of Valdor that is kind of eerie.
She starts in on her next spell with a smile. "Give me a minute before you close...I have something that should give it the cold shoulder." Her left hand is already starting to form the motions for her next spell.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Mordrid Friday September 15th, 2006 11:53:25 AM
Mordrid looks over his shoulder at the darkness behind, where a fight is about to rage unseen; however the calls of men-at-arms are starting to echo softly across the plains.
"D^*n!" This will not go unnoticed by the caravan watchmen. The ranger looks back at the centuries, and then again back over his shoulder at the darkness behind. Rolling over onto his back he begins to cast, his target being the full distance of his spell's range, across the grassy darkness beyond and out the range of the caravan's perimeter light.
WINDWALL: a verticle curtain of air 220 feet long and 110 feet high.
He will form a barrier of air between his camp and the caravan's camp, in an attempt to deaden the sounds of combat coming from behind.
K'Nara Friday September 15th, 2006 3:52:33 PM
The leader of the Talons frowns thoughtfully.
"Valdor--is there any particular sort of prey this thing prefers, or will it follow a person?" she asks. "I volunteer to try to lead it to the caravan if you believe that I'd be a...uh...ahem...tasty enough morsel to get its attention."
Valdor Friday September 15th, 2006 4:05:26 PM
Valdor replies,"I would rather not have it chasing you. If it caught you by yourself...Well, we might not get to you in time. If it has thirteen heads, well, I have never seen one with that many. I wouldn't want to fight it alone, unless it would impress Cori."
K'Nara (2nd post) Friday September 15th, 2006 6:09:45 PM
"Which leads back to the original question...is there some kind of prey that this thing prefers?" K'Nara asks. "Maybe our newest recruit can conjure a realistic-looking illusion for this beastie to follow, then...?" She looks around to see where Aeralia is.
Ve Mundr Friday September 15th, 2006 9:57:08 PM
Ve looks off into the dark as cries of alarm erupt, "So much for unnoticed." he says grimly to father Nicholas. "Go left I have the right. Ve gets up and starts moving to the right in the direction of the small fire set by the hydra's breath weapon. "Valdor I have no such spell, not my fortay there. I could though likely paralyze blind and deafen it. Assuming all of our companions to be good, nothing would happen to them. I also have a Daylight at your discretion my good sir." Ve pulls his hammer, which alights into a peaceful blue white glow about him as he moves.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) d20+22=40 d20+22=33 Saturday September 16th, 2006 3:38:17 AM
Falin looks from the creature to the camp and back again. About a hundred feet and no doubt everyone would see the flame.
OOC:How dry is the shrubury and the grass?
Thinking through the situation Falin decides to continue to confuse and occupy the creature while waiting for the others. Would be best to use greater numbers to fell this creature.
He reaches into his pouch and draws out 5 gold coins. Instead of hitting an exact spot Falin chooses to instead toss them into the air and have them scatter around the creature. He winds up and underhands the coins into the air hoping to have them fall on and around the creature.
Hide 40 Move silently 33 DC 33 for the coins to scatter around the creature.
Aeralia Saturday September 16th, 2006 11:15:43 PM
Aeralia briefly surveys the surroundings, using the beasts fiery breath to help provide some light, if just for a few moments. Closing her eyes briefly, she comjures an image quickly in her mind, then draws magics from deep within her, as her sorcerous powers begin to work.
Opening her eyes, she glances quickly to the sky, and her gaze follows a second monstrous form as it plummets from 100 ft. overhead, crashing to the ground with a loud thud about 30 feet behind the hydra.
This second massive reptilian creature rears up on its powerful hind legs, and emits a similar ear piercing roar, then the dragon drops back down to all fours. Its large black scales glint brightly in the fire light, seemingly glowing molten hot with their creature's own fiery nature.
The creature reaks of rotting flesh and sulphur, and shivers slightly in rage as it narrows it eyes towards the hydra.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Full Round Action: Highlight to display spoiler: {Silent, Still Major Image. DC 22 to recognize as illusion when interacted with}
Gunther Sunday September 17th, 2006 12:34:28 AM
The warrior stands beside K'nara, uncertain as to just what to do. K'nara wants to charge in and be the decoy but Valdor (wisely) doesn't like the idea. He breathes a loud sigh of relief as Aeralia does her thing. His eyes scan the darkness, trying to tell whether the deception worked.
Milo d20+23=31 d20+25=38 Sunday September 17th, 2006 3:06:30 PM
Quietly, Milo rifles the stack of bills to see if there is anything out of the ordinary for this type of group. He then turns his attention to the rolled parchment, curiosity getting the better of him. (OOC: Move Silently DC 31, Hide DC 38)
Nick Monday September 18th, 2006 12:01:09 AM
Nick quickly asks those who intend to get up close to this monster to gather around while he casts HOLY AURA (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells - it's good for 20 folk)
He'll then veer off to the left and keep his eyes on the elves in his vicinity.
Aeralia's illusion has him astounded.
Olana Monday September 18th, 2006 12:17:46 AM
Olana talks to the elves. "Spread out into your four groups. But stay back from this thing. Pointless getting fried for nothing. We're not going to be able to chop any heads off with arrows, but we can harry and weaken the thing, give the others a better chance. Okay?"
Now what? she thinks, looking at the dragon thing, not really sure if it's real or a spell. "Acorns of Culverwood, that'd better be one of ours."
Posting Report for Monday September 18th, 2006 6:20:11 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragon For the week of Sept 11,2006
NAME-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXXX Valdor----XOXOX Mordrid---XOXXX Fr.Nick---X2XXOS Dahlia----OXOXO VE Mont---XXXOX Corealot--XOXXX
ADM Ceil No comment.
(Ceil, Valdor posted once on Tuesday, twice on Thursday-SteveH)
DM Jan Monday September 18th, 2006 11:17:44 AM
(Sorry for delay folks - writing up post now.)
DM Jan Monday September 18th, 2006 11:57:16 AM
The Caravan camp - 2 orcs, Dahlia, Mordrid, Milo, Lian, Ingrge
Lian, Ingrge (?) and the two orcs set off back to base, moving quickly and quietly, leaving Mordrid and Dahlia to keep their eye on Milo in the caravan camp.
Inside the wagon, Milo sees various bills for wood, wood, more wood, horses, dried meats and fruits, along with blacksmith and metalworker bills for various kinds of weaponry and armour. Some of the dates go back about a year.
The rolled parchments look to be identical - they're posters -
SEEKING ADVENTURE? DREAMED OF FAME? FORTUNE? Want to do something good with your life? Help us rescue a city. Be a hero and become rich in the process!
See - LEFT BLANK At - LEFT BLANK
There is confusion by the campfire, and Dahlia and Mordrid overhear - "I can't hear anything," says someone, looking at the guard like he's daft. "Suit yourself," growls the guard. "I tell you. I heard a shout - up there, over the rise." The man in robes frowns, and then points. "You, you, you and you - go and investigate. And you two guards get back with the horses. There are monsters in these parts, and those nags will make a tasty meal."
Four of the men gather their weapons and set off up the rise, in the direction Lian, Ingrge(?) Birk and the other orc have taken (West).
A sudden, strong breeze ripples Lian's and Ingrge's clothing as they reach the top of the small hill. To the West - straight ahead - there looks to be a small fire burning, and there are shapes big and small moving slightly north of where their camp was. Their enhanced vision picks up a multiheaded creature and some other giant lizard.
The Talon/Platinum camp - Valdor, Cori, Bertram, the Ga'alians, the elves, the four prisoners, Borden and the remaining orcs, Olana, Nick, Gunther, Falin, Aeralia, Ve and K'Nara
Over in hydra territory, Falin can only watch in wonder at the dexterity of these creatures heads, as they whip around, trying to establish the source of the coin drop sounds. One of it's twelve long necks appears to carry two heads, perhaps proving that these things DO grow back in two's. BAM! It thrashes it's tail angrily on the ground, and it looks about to set fire to more brush. Luckily, the ground is not tinder dry, and the original fire isn't spreading.
And then - some kind of weird giant monster drops out of the sky - to the south east of Falin's position - to the north east of the other Talons/Platinums. It looks a bit like a black dragon, but is lacking those trademark horns that sweep low and around a black dragon's face. It's scales look like platelets floating on magma. For both creature and adventurer, it is a terrible thing to behold! One of the orcs lets out an expletive.
The hydra has had enough. This new creature is big, it's ugly, and it stinks. The hydra bolts toward it, in full attack mode, so much so that Aeralia is going to have to run like the wind, directly east, if she wants to keep the illusion physically away from it and intact.
For the adventurers, the elves, and the orcs, here lies both opportunity and chaos in equal measure.
((I'm going to send out a map. Just to give you an idea of placement. I know some of you have already shifted toward the beast.))
Lian (88hps, AC 37) Monday September 18th, 2006 12:34:24 PM
Running at full speed(no armor, 280ft a round), Lian looks back and sees the group following. He wants to stop and slow their advance, but its more important that all hands are on deck for the hydra.
He prepares a spell.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins), Silence (on copper, 4mins)
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+29=44 d20+23=40 Monday September 18th, 2006 7:10:03 PM
When the guards head away from the horses to meet with those at the fire and take their eyes off the horses she immediately unties the tie line on one side and quickly heads over to the otherside of the tie line. Even though invisible she gets out of sight as the guards return.
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Ingrge moving back toward the camp with Lian and the others , he is taken aback by the sight of the two beasts. And something strikes his as not quite right about the black dragonish beast (Spell craft 44, Kowledge Arcana 40, **Eyesight), but he continues moving that way preparing a few possible suprisies as he goes along.
Milo d20+23=38 d20+16=31 Monday September 18th, 2006 8:27:34 PM
Taking one of the posters, Milo considers leaving, but decides that it may be better to be a little more thorough. Pulling out lock picks he proceeds to the trunks to see if they're locked. Prepared to search all three, he moves to open the first. (OOC: Open Locks DC 38 if necessary. Search DC 31.)
Corialote and Amarth 24d6(3+3+3+5+1+4+2+6+2+4+5+3+3+1+3+2+4+5+1+6+3+6+5+5)=85 Monday September 18th, 2006 9:16:47 PM
Power flows through and then out of Cori as she ends the words of power. A blast of super cold shoots to slam into the scaley beast. Shaking her head she laughs lightly. "Think it is softened up enough now." She now waits to see what the others will do, so that she knows where she fits in.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [polar ray - 85damage]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2) 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
K'Nara Tuesday September 19th, 2006 12:05:09 AM
"Aeralia!" K'Nara says to the sorceress. "Good move...but we're going to have to move with your illusion if it's going to lead that hydra away from our camp...I'll help you with that if you think you need someone to watch out for you along the route."
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance) Tuesday September 19th, 2006 12:47:34 AM
Valdor watches Cori with admiration. He sees the other beast land and swears loudly. He says,"Let's stay back. Better to let them fight it out than to run in headlong. Many of the elves may die and we haven't even gotten to the scene of the vision."
He has no idea what K'Nara is talking about as he hasn't seen an illusionist in some time and he's not aware of Aerelia's conjuration.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Tuesday September 19th, 2006 1:49:53 AM
"Oh my god." Is all that exits the Sharpshooters mouth as he watches the great beast fall from the sky and land on the ground near him and the creature. Falin almost smiles at the determination of the creature as it charges the huge dragon in a frontal confrontation. Too bad he would be instantly liquified by the dragon.
A thought goes through his mind. This can't be hapening yet. The others elves are not ready yet. Where are they? I should be with them right now leading them and helping to keep them together.
Falin begins to look for the other elves with little reguard for his own safety.
Gunther Tuesday September 19th, 2006 1:54:46 AM
Gunther stays firmly glued to K'nara's side. If she is determined to march with the beast to keep the illusion going, then so will he. He can't let her be in harm's way all by herself with no one to protect her...
Aeralia Tuesday September 19th, 2006 2:17:28 AM
"D@*n, it moves fast," Aeralia grumbles to herself, shifting her gaze past both the Hydra and dragon. She doesn't seem to hear K'Nara, concentrating on her spell, and the the dragon reacts to her eyesights movement, leaping into the air and propelling itself backwards away from the hydra with powerful beats of its wings, taunting the multiheaded abomination with a loud roar. The stench of decaying flesh and sulfur, and the stinging heat radiating from the beast saturate the air in the black scaled monsters wake.
Aeralia, in the mean time, starts to move off in the same direction, following her gaze east at a quick pace.
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Standard Action: Maintain Concentration (move the Dragon 120' Due East, leading the hydra) Move Equivelent: 30' East
Olana Tuesday September 19th, 2006 2:19:59 AM
Olana sticks with the elves, encouraging them to keep their distance. She nocks an arrow, watching the creatures carefully. If they shifted, then she and some of the others could be right in their path. Then it would be time to unleash a volley of arrows - the hydra, she reckoned. She certainly didn't want to be the one to grab it's attention deliberately, however.
Lian Tuesday September 19th, 2006 7:31:18 AM
Moving up to the sight in front of him, the monk stops in awe.
Nick Tuesday September 19th, 2006 11:46:24 AM
Nick stays at a reasonable distance, moving to the left/east, wondering whats going to happen next. He winces as Cori shoots some kind of magic ray into the mix.
Mordrid (Long Strider) Tuesday September 19th, 2006 12:10:18 PM
There is little the ranger can do to stop the scouts from leaving the caravan camp, short of hurting or killing someone; and that was not an option.
Over the ear-piece, "Valdor, you have company coming from the caravan camp; scouts. You guys have been noticed. You also have reinforcements coming. I'm still at the camp waiting on Milo."
The ranger casts long-strider on himself, then creeps in another five feet closer to camp.
Epic Feat : Hide in Plane Sight
DM Jan Tuesday September 19th, 2006 12:26:28 PM
Talon/Platinum Camp -
Lian, Ingrge, Birk and his henchman, get the best views of what happens next. (<---- looking WEST) (Melee range 75')
The group at the camp is starting to spread out, with a smaller group (is that K'Nara, Gunther and Aeralia?) and one of the creatures, dashing EAST -----> toward them.
Then there's a sudden ZAP! as a long finger of crystalline energy appears - striking the scaly glowing creature - which then promptly disappears, leaving only the HYDRA for company.
The HYDRA grinds to a halt, and it's heads whip around. It turns to the v SOUTH, and begins to move quickly in that direction.
K'nara, Gunther, Aeralia, and right behind them - two squads of elves and Father Nicolas have about 3 tons of multi-headed mayhem running straight for them - 30' and closing into melee range.
Valdor, Bert, Cori are now 45' away to the SOUTH WEST.
Ve, Olana, the other two squads of elves and Falin are 60' directly WEST of the creature.
((Sorry about the fait accompli on the positioning, folks. But I guess we have to start somewhere.))
MEANWHILE ! -
Over at the caravan, Mordrid sees that 4 men have gone off to investigate the maybe, or maybe not, noise. Now a little closer, he sees the robed man offer the two young men who've just arrived, some coin and what looks like a potion. Dahlia loosens the ties on 10 of 32 horses before having to 'disappear'. Oddly enough - all ten - black, long-legged mares - stay exactly where they are. The guards return, unaware.
Inside the wagon, trunk #1 does not have a lock. It contains racks (about three quarters full) of tiny little bottles containing some liquid or other. The other two trunks have huge padlocks on them. One of them (#3) seems to shimmer slightly when he looks close.)
Brother Bertram 12d6(1+3+4+5+3+4+1+4+6+1+3+2)=37 Tuesday September 19th, 2006 1:32:56 PM
Bertram murmurs a prayer to Domi, and a ray of pure white light, almost too bright to look at, shoots from his hand at the creatures head(s).
(37 Damage-spell resistance will apply-but no save)
[Scott - what's the spell?]
{That would be Mark, not Scott}
(~~Jan~~ Just to add to the confusion, I think that was Scott, asking Mark, LOL. Maybe 'tis the mystery ray of doom!)
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Tuesday September 19th, 2006 2:03:16 PM
He drops his Silence coin and moves beyond its range. Lian stops, turns, and plays the rear guard for the group fighting the hydra. He realizes that the hydra is not an opponent for one such as himself, a mere monk. The spellcasters are the ones who are needed here.
The monk, however, DOES have opponents more his style... the four blokes bringing up the rear behind him and Ingrge.
The Hand of Domi casts Enlarge Person and prepares his Blessed Hands[free action]. His large hands glow purple.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance) Tuesday September 19th, 2006 2:24:29 PM
Valdor says,"Cori, time for you to move back my dear. Hold any fire spells for when we remove a head. Clerics, hold any flamestrikes until we remove a head. Then hit it on that spot! Time to party people. If you get hurt severely move back and let another take your plce while the clerics heal you!"
He moves into position on the side and waits for a head to come into range. For once, with so many other targets, he isn't the initial object of attention of the huge creature...yet.
Ve Mundr d20+31=45 d20+14=30 Tuesday September 19th, 2006 3:25:28 PM
Ve continues moving right, that is North, of the creature. At least now he can clearly see it. The great Black dragon soars in and for a moment gives him pause, but something about the smell, look or feel doesn't hit him right [Arcana 30] and soon enough he percieves the illusion. [Will 45]. Hearing Valdor, the cleric mentions off handed into the earpiece, "It is a Pyro Hydra and is immune to Fire. Simply instruct everyone to attack the main body. Leave the heads alone."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+19=38 5d6(4+6+1+6+4)=21 26d6(6+3+3+4+5+3+3+5+6+4+3+3+4+6+4+3+5+5+2+5+4+2+3+2+3+30)=99 d20+28=37 d20+23=42 d20+18=34 d20+15=28 Tuesday September 19th, 2006 6:05:16 PM
Ingrge watches what is happening, sees the dragon illusion disappear and the Hydra reverse its field toward corwin and company and immediately releases the disintigrate spell he had been preparing. A thin green ray shoots quickly through his staff and straight to the beast Ranged touch AC 38; 99 points damage, Fortitude save DC 28 for 21 points SR 28
***** Dahlia
Not having expected the horses to have moved, she is not overly concerned but watches the closest guard closely and waits for an opportunity to present itself when his back is turned, and the other guard is not watching, to render him unconcious.
(Opponent is flatfooted due to invisibility)
AC 37 AC 42 AC 34
Corialote [haste] and Amarth Tuesday September 19th, 2006 6:51:01 PM
Cori growls as the image disappears and then shakes her head. "Should have known that was an illusion." She does not listen to Valor as she starts in on another spell. This one will be a little bit more useful and not a damage spell. "You need speed...you have it." She gives a slight smile not at all happy with things.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 24rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2) 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Aeralia [AC 12, HP 40/40] Tuesday September 19th, 2006 7:17:32 PM
Aeralia blinks as her dragon fades from sight, glancing around confused for a moment, wondering where the blast that reaveled her illusion came from. She doesn't have long to wonder though, realizing the massive hydra was bearing down upon her, and the others.
Skidding to a halt, the young sorceress chants quickly, spreading her arms widely as the magical energies swell from within her.
A slight shimmer glints between her and the hydra for just a spliit second, her magics weaving an invisible wall directly in front of the beasts path, hopefully giving it pause, for a few moments at least.
She then glances about quickly, taking in her surrounds, and see where her comrades where positioned.
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Standard Action: Wall of Force. Invisible 30' x 30' wall, 10' infront of the Pyrohydra (and inbetween her and the pyrohydra).
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134; Cat's Grace) d100=37 Tuesday September 19th, 2006 8:57:47 PM
"Aeralia--get to the back of the group--NOW!!!" K'Nara bellows. "Anyone with distance damage spells, cast 'em NOW!" She makes sure to place herself between the oncoming hydra and the young sorceress. The redheaded blade singer looks over at Gunther.
"Got your blades ready, hotshot?" she asks with a grin. "This is going to be a bumpy ride..!"
K'Nara casts upon herself Cat's Grace while she's waiting until any magic spells hit the hydra before closing in with the nearest head in order to attack it. (OOC: she exceeded the 5% spell failure by rolling 37.)
Nick Tuesday September 19th, 2006 10:46:29 PM
Oh wonderful, thinks Nick as the beast heads their way. Hearing Valdor he nods to himself and backs up. Healing, flamestrikes. Yes, had those.
Milo d20+16=34 d20+18=34 d20+23=40 d20+25=42 d20+23=43 Tuesday September 19th, 2006 11:07:20 PM
Milo immediately turns his attention to the lock that shimmers thinking, Hmmm... protected with magic. Must be important. The halfling tends to that lock first, looking to disarm possible traps before he takes out a pick to open it up. (OOC: Search check DC 34 [9th level spells or lower found],Disable Device DC 34 [9th level spells or lower disabled], Open Locks DC 40, Hide DC 42, Move Silently DC 43)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance, Haste) Wednesday September 20th, 2006 2:20:56 AM
Valdor seems slightly surprised and actually cocks his head sideways and asks,"How do you know it's a Pyro Hydra? I've never actually faced one of those. That would be a nasty combination. How do you seal the heads off if you remove one...with ice spells? Or just cold water?"
His last question was hardly a jest, even though he asked it as such. There is concern on his face and he finishes with,"Well, if fire won't work, figure something else out and let everyone know. I'll attack the body, if I can avoid being squashed!"
He's holding his attack until it is close enough so he doesn't get attacked by multiple heads.
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 Wednesday September 20th, 2006 11:18:57 AM
With the hydra charging south, Ve turns and heads now south in it's wake. He keeps himself defensive minded and closes 20'.
Ve answers Valdor quickly, "I've studied Magical Beasts quite a bit. The red tinge and bush taht suddenly caught fire tipped me off. Ice spells would likely do it, but we can slay the beast without lopping off heads and needing to worry about it. They heal quickly but do not regenerate. So once it dies it is dead."
The cleric calmly continues, "The hydra is inconvenient, a larger concern is Mordrid's statement that the caravan knows of us and we are about to meet them in full glory so to speak. We need to recall the 'scout team'. The caravan will likely take a very dim view of us for spying on them." A dark thought flickers across his mind, "The rogues do know they are only to listen and gather info right?"
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status
Olana Wednesday September 20th, 2006 11:48:21 AM
"Run back!" Olana yells at the elves. "Get some distance and then start firing!"
She does the same, running 30 ft, and will be ready to fire the next round.
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Wednesday September 20th, 2006 11:54:17 AM
The monk stands in place and looks at the men quickly approaching. "Don't you have someplace else to be?"
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Valdor Wednesday September 20th, 2006 12:04:38 PM
Valdor booms out,"Aim for the body, not the heads! We must attack from all sides to keep it stationary. We hit it hard and fast, no indecision here people! Clerics spread out and keep an eye out for any who need healing!"
He says into his earpiece,"Mordrid, we need some time to kill this hydra. Make sure noone engages the caravan or we're fighting on two fronts."
Jerry Wednesday September 20th, 2006 12:14:10 PM
Would the ADM of the Emerald Talons please email me when the report for last week's posting is up? thanks.
DM Jan d4=1 d4=1 (sweet!) 3d6(2+3+3)=8 3d6(6+2+5)=13 3d6(4+4+2)=10 3d6(4+4+3)=11 3d6(3+1+1)=5 3d6(2+3+5)=10 3d6(4+3+3)=10 3d6(5+6+2)=13 3d6(5+6+1)=12 3d6(6+3+2)=11 3d6(4+6+2)=12 3d6(4+3+4)=11 3d6(2+4+5)=11 Wednesday September 20th, 2006 1:39:28 PM
SURROUNDING THE CREATURE -
As the HYDRA charges in, the group responds by going on the attack in various forms.
The dark sky flashes in a myriad of colours as a volley of spells are brought to bear! Bertram's ray of white light! A thin, elegant ray of green from Ingrge's staff!
And here, it becomes apparent that two out of Ve Mundr's three observations are correct -
- The giant figure of Lian in the near distance to the east suggests that something is coming from that direction.
- The burning shrub, and the dark red sheen on the beast's flank point to the creature being a pyro hydra. That certainly suggests fire immunity.
However, as the spells play along the hydra's flanks and do absolutely nothing.... then there's maybe something else in its makeup, too.
As some of the others try to get close enough to chop something off, Aeralia's startling illusory wall springs up. The HYDRA screeches it's displeasure and digs all four limbs into the ground. It lowers its heads in preparation for impact..... and s.. l.. i.. d.. e.. s... BAM!! right upagainst the wall of force .
In it's frustration, the creature opens its 13 mouths and blasts away with its firey breath.
The sky is lit up once more as snakes of fire hit the WALL of Force and slay outward.
From K'Nara, Valdor, Gunther, and Aeralia's point of view, it's like the fire is coming straight at them and then suddenly diverts upward to the side.
MEANWHILE!
Up on the ridge, four men slow as they approach Ingrge and the now enormous Lian. They've seen Ingrge's staff at work, and pointed in the opposite direction, so right now, they're more curious than afraid. "We're from the camp. Who YOU people?" one of them yells in response to Lian's question. The bellowing of the creature can be heard by everyone here.
MEANWHILE!
Dahlia's guard slumps to the ground after letting out a soft "Oook..." From Mordrid's position, he can see the flash of green and white from Bertram and Ingrge's spells. And now everyone else in the camp is looking in that direction.
Milo's expertise is more than a match for the protective casings and locks on the trunk. Inside? Money, money, money - all gold coins.
THIS POST HAS BEEN EDITED BY THE DM.
Mordrid (longstrider / cat's grace) Wednesday September 20th, 2006 4:24:41 PM
Mordrid turns to face the sky behind. It looks like an aurora borialis. 'My god... what a circus.'
Beneath his breath, "ok Milo... let's get out of here."
Mordrid closes another 5 feet and casts cat's grace on himself.
OOC: Matt T. Wednesday September 20th, 2006 5:30:53 PM
(Jan. That was a wall of Force, not an illusion. Barring any sort of Disintegration, it shouldn't be able to harm it at all, and should just "bounce off". Nor would it have been able to see it, so it should be trying to charge right through it?)
Gunther (AC31(32 vs. Hydra), HP 106/106), Enlarge Person Wednesday September 20th, 2006 8:35:30 PM
Gunther grimaces. He can't believe he didn't see that coming. His sword out in a heartbeat (glove of storing) and his shield floating in front of him, the warrior fishes in his backpack and pulls out a potion gulping it down quickly (Enlarge Person). Growing to humongous portions, Gunther grins over at the diminutive K'nara. "No problem little lady."
Spells in place Enlarge Person 30rds/30rds.
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 20th, 2006 8:44:46 PM
Bertram clucks his tongue in frustration at the obvious lack of results of the spell.(Searing Light btw -Sorry) He grips his axe and prepares for doing this the hard way.
Milo d20+25=42 d20+23=35 Wednesday September 20th, 2006 8:57:48 PM
Seeing the gold makes Milo's eye twitch. You can buy a lot of muscle with that, the halfling thinks to himself. Time to go! Quick as a wink, Milo snaps the padlock shut, after quietly closing the trunk. Poster in hand, Milo quickly exits the wagon, and then clicking his heels together on his boots of speed, finds the quickest unobstructed, and yet hidden path back to the group. (OOC: Hide DC 42, Move Silently DC 35)
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+20=35 d8+6=12 d6=4 d20+25=38 Wednesday September 20th, 2006 9:20:35 PM
Quite surprised by the fact that his disintigrate spell didn't have any effect, Ingrge ponders things for a moment and then quickly draws his bow (move action) taking quick aim he sends a single arrow flying toward the body of the many headed beast. As they are addressed by the four new peeps, he simply says. "We are in all likelihood your saviors." That said he again turns toward the beast and readies some more arrows.
AC 35 for 12 points and 4 points of frost damage.
******
Taking adavntage of the distractions from Ingrge and company, Dahlia quietly makes her way back to next to the other horse guard.
Move silently DC 38
Corialote [haste] and Amarth d4+1=2 d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=5 d4+1=2 Wednesday September 20th, 2006 11:33:19 PM
Not at all disturbed by the results so far of magic she decides to test out different things. She pulls a wand from the pocket of the pants that she wears and sends a volley of missiles at the pyro. "Lets see what type of immunities it has." This maybe a lot harder than she had first thought.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 23rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori] [wand of magic missile - 17damage - 48charges]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)* 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134; Cat's Grace) d100=10 d100=10 Thursday September 21st, 2006 12:00:08 AM
K'Nara's hazel eyes blink at the very close call thwarted by the invisible barrier between the group and the hydra.
The pyro hydra.
"Lucia!" she calls out, turning off her sword's fiery aura. Then she turns to Gunther, uttering a spell and gesturing at him. The big cat trainer can feel the magic boosting his own dexterity. (OOC: K'Nara rolled a 10 to beat her 5% Spell Failure rate; Gunther's Dexterity now has +4 points added to it--this will raise his AC by +2.)
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) d20+34=48 d20+29=40 d20+24=35 d8+5=6 d8+5=10 d8+5=11 Thursday September 21st, 2006 7:37:06 AM
Cursing himself for his poor reaction to the situation Falin shakes the clouds from his mind and aims at the creature.
Falin draws back, takes aim, and fires.
AC 48 DMG 6 AC 40 DMG 10 AC 35 DMG 11
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Thursday September 21st, 2006 8:49:42 AM
"This is no place for you." The monk says simply, not sure how to handle the inquisitive quartet. Lian also wonders, in passing, where his silence coin lay. Obviously some distance away by the sounds of it.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Nick Thursday September 21st, 2006 12:47:50 PM
"Blessed Alemi," mutters Nick as the creature starts spewing out flames. He'd taken an involuntary step back and was feeling a bit foolish. Still, he hadn't known the force wall was there.
He keeps his eyes on the creature, wondering what it will do next.
Olana Thursday September 21st, 2006 12:50:46 PM
"That was close..." growls Olana to no one in particular. "How intelligent are these things?" she shouts.
With a bit of luck the wall spell would have it baffled, but then you could never tell.
DM Jan Thursday September 21st, 2006 2:05:50 PM At the Caravan -
Milo exits the wagon and makes his way quietly out of there. He spots Mordrid, waiting for him, but there's no sign of the others.
Dahlia is approaching the other guard over by the horses. The guard's attention seems to be on what's happening, up over the rise.
Perhaps with all the distant 'son et lumiere' going on up there, the robed man is now barking out orders.
"Check everything! Secure the perimeter! Arm yourselves!"
To the west, on top of the slight hill -
Lian is still confronting the four men who've come to investigate, while Ingrge attempts to employ other tactics. The men look at one another after Ingrge's 'Saviours' comment. It's another line of conversation, which appears to break the ice a little more. "Is that a spell?" one of the men asks Lian, staring up at his giant size. Another says "Can we help - we have a lot more men back there, down in the camp."
MEANWHILE -
The hydra has stopped, and is looking at the area right in front of it. The heads move quickly left and right. One of them stretches forward and tups at the invisible barrier. It starts to move in an easterly direction, occasionally tapping the forcefield with one of it's heads.
Right now, Valdor, K'Nara, Gunther, Aeralia, Nick, Bertram, Borden and four of his men, and two squads of elves are in front of the beast and protected.
"How far does that magic wall extend?" asks Borden. He looks at his men. "Bring out your sharpest weapons. There looks to be only one way to skin this critter, and we need to move fast, before it gets its breath back."
He and the four other orcs begin to run parallel with the hydra.
Behind the hydra, are Falin, two more groups of elves and Ve Mundr. It hasn't noticed any of them, despite being clonked harmlessly on the flanks with Falin's arrows. Ingrge's distant arrow of frost also makes no impression whatsoever on the creature's magical hide.
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 40/40) Thursday September 21st, 2006 2:31:23 PM
Aeralia squints her eyes as the hyrda begins to test the wall, slowly moving east. She knows the barrier isn't much furth past its massive frame, and so it wouldn't be of much help once it tests its limitation, infact, it might be a hinderance.
"Thirty feet total!" Aeralia hollers over her shoulder, hearing Borden's question, as they start to move along the wall.
However, she had a remedy that might work for the hinderence, plus give pause to the beast once more. Chanting quickly, hints of dark shadows converge before the hydra breifly, then a large burst of glittering gold specs explode directly in front of the massive creatures many heads, covering it and the wall of force in a glinting powder.
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Standard Action: Cast 'Shadow Conjuration: Glitterdust'. 10' radius spread, centered on the hydra. DC 23 Will save to realize its a shadow illusion. If failed, then DC 23 Will save or Blinded. If first is successful, then 20% chance of a required DC 23 Will save or blinded.
(Also the Glitterdust should outline the Wall of Force's edge, since invisible creatures and objects are revealed)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance, Haste, Cloak of Arachnid) Thursday September 21st, 2006 4:51:51 PM
Valdor activates his cloak and takes off running trying to pace the beast. He doesn't want the orcs to have all the fun. He does want to watch them fight, especially Borden, in case they become foes later. His sword is still sheathed, so he doesn't have its weight affecting his balance as he runs. He tries to outdistance K'Nara and Gunther as he doesn't want them dead. He knows Gunther's size will now draw the Hydra's attention.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Thursday September 21st, 2006 5:21:26 PM
Ve pulls his helmet on, Looks like a more difficult problem then "Valdor looks like we may have to destroy this hydra head at a time. I would suggest bludgeoning weapons and I am going to move in on it. Keep it distracted for just another few seconds."
Ve casts Rightous Might and grows to an impressive 12'. The Protector then concentrates for a smallest of moments enacting Freedom of Movement [cast Quicken Freedom of Movement]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status Righteous Might 22 rounds Freedom of Movement 220 minutes
Mordrid (longstrider / cats grace) Thursday September 21st, 2006 6:23:02 PM
Mordrid comes out of the darkness as Milo approaches. Waving him forward, the ranger takes off into the night. "Dahlia, we are exiting the camp."
The ranger tunes in to the banter coming over the ear-pieces, trying to imagine what is going on up ahead. Using long-strider the ranger covers vast ground quickly.
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+23=42 d6+4=9 Thursday September 21st, 2006 7:35:16 PM
Dahlia quickly answers back, Ok but you are just spoiling all my fun. Are we aiming for the fiery beasty? Assuming they are Dahlia makes her move that way trying to think of something that she has that might harm it.
*******
Having tried his magical bow and arrows and seen no effect from them either Ingrge quickly puts them away and seeing that it has slowed down testing the wall but heading his way tries yet another delaying tactic and casts another spell. Suddenly the Hydra finds itself surrounded and being pummled and grasped by the first section of a literal field of black rubbery tentacles 5 feet behind him and 15 feet in front of him. Grapple Dc 42. If grappled takes 9 points bludgeoning damage. Even if not grappled must move at 1/2 speed.
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134; Cat's Grace) d20+20=35 d10+9=13 Thursday September 21st, 2006 10:20:25 PM
K'Nara squints and moves around to flank the hydra on its easternmost side. She realizes that Borden is correct--the time to get to that beastie is before it can get its flame back.
K'Nara runs to her intended position in order to try to attack the pyrohydra before it can breathe fire again...
(OOC: not 100% sure if K'Nara is actually close enough to do this, but she is obviously running to her intended position, and will attempt one attack at the end of the move [provided she's close enough]. Her attack hits AC35 for 13hpd...and, no, she's NOT aiming for any of the heads.)
Corialote [haste] and Amarth Thursday September 21st, 2006 11:29:05 PM
Cori taps the wand in her free hand and mutters. "Must be defective...did not even see any effects from the thing." So she decides to change tactics and support the group as best she can.
She once again falls back into her arcane powers and calls up help from the earth itself. She starts to call upon the help of a elder earth elemental.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 23rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori] [wand of magic missile - 17damage - 48charges]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)* 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX * used spell
Jan - Did my magic missiles from the wand have any effect at all? :)
(~~Jan~~ Ack, sorry Jim. I caught the spell, forgot to write it up in my post. No effect. Magic, particularly anything firey will just bounce off this thing.)
Gunther (AC33(34 vs. Hydra), HP 106/106), Enlarge Person, Cat's Grace, Fly Friday September 22nd, 2006 12:22:26 AM
The gigantic warrior tingles at K'nara's magical touch. He reaches into his backpack once more and pulls out another potion. Then, calling out the magical password, he activates his celestial armor's fly ability. He doesn't take to flight just yet but is getting ready. Looking the thing over, Gunther isn't sure what all the fuss is about. He thinks through his strategy and finally decides on attacking the back of the creature's neck once he's fully buffed.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Friday September 22nd, 2006 2:14:24 AM
Falin shakes his head. No effect, his arrows are having no effect. He definitely needs to look at getting some magic arrows.
"My arrows are having no effect," Falin cries out to the others.
Not wanting the elves to waste their ammunition and not run the risk of running into hand to hand quite yet he has them hold their positions and watch to see if anything else approaches.
He waits to see if there is another way he can help.
Milo Friday September 22nd, 2006 2:44:52 AM
Knowing that he cannot keep up his current speed for long, Milo allows himself to drop back into his normal halfling pace, and simply sprint along behind Mordrid as best he can. However, he has no illusions about being able to keep up with the long-legged human.
Brother Bertram Friday September 22nd, 2006 11:11:27 AM
Bertram grips his axe and carefully looks the beast over. 'Forget the heads, take out its legs! If it cant walk its power is diminished greatly! Bertram runs to the edge of the glittering wall that is stopping the creature and hunkers down hoping to look rather unobtrusive as the creature moves around the edge.
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Friday September 22nd, 2006 11:13:08 AM
For a moment the monk ponders the question of help, looks at the men and doesn't hesitate. "You have archers or infantry?" He moves back toward the men. "I'll tell you about the spell later. Do you need help sorting things out at the camp?" The monk is eager to get help for the others. "Yes, I'll accept your help. Bring archers and pikemen if you can... its a pyro hydra. Bring that wizard of yours too."
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance, Haste, Cloak of Arachnid) Friday September 22nd, 2006 6:38:06 PM
Valdor says loudly and with his earring activated,"Arrows aren't working. It seems it will take melee weapons, though we haven't gotyen near it yet for that. Mordrid, you might try one arrow if you get back in time. If anyone can hit it, you're the man. Falin, get those elves back. They'll get slaughtered if they can't use their arrows. Stay hidden, in case the caravan decides it wants a fight. THEY won't be immune from our arrows."
DM Jan Friday September 22nd, 2006 9:28:30 PM
((Guys, sorry the post is late. Migraine. Head's getting better. I'll post tonight.))
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134; Cat's Grace) Saturday September 23rd, 2006 12:14:56 AM
K'Nara maneuvers herself to flank the pyrohydra on its eastern side, attacking once if she can. (OOC: see previous post for rolls.)
Olana Saturday September 23rd, 2006 12:25:35 AM
Olana pulls her longsword and follows the others as they go to meet the hydra. This shouldn't be a problem, right? With this group, a few swift chops and we're done.
"Stand back!" she tells the two groups of elves.
Nick Saturday September 23rd, 2006 12:36:51 AM Blessed Alemi watch over us and keep us from harm. May good always triumph over evil, may evil's blood be purified, may this creature rest in peace in the afterlife...
Casting PRAYER - +1 ATTACK ETC ETC
Nick stays to the rear of those dashing alongside but he wants to stay close enough to cast his healing spells if needed.
DM Jan 3d6(5+4+1)=10 3d6(5+2+4)=11 3d6(4+5+2)=11 Saturday September 23rd, 2006 1:46:49 AM To the west, on top of the slight hill -
On the approach to the top of the rise, Mordrid can see the giant figure of Lian and the more diminutive Ingrge. They have been joined by the four men from the camp, and everyone up there seems to have their attention on what's going on to the west on the other side of the hill. Ingrge's hands are moving.
Further behind, Milo and Dahlia get the same picture - only smaller because of the distance.
One of the men up there is nodding his head, about to answer in the affirmative to Lian when -
Down the hill - there's a flashing cascade of gold sparks, illuminating the immediate area, and just for one moment, the full extent of what is going on, is completely visible to those stood watching.
At that moment, forgetting Lian utterly, all four men are riveted to the spot, staring down onto the plain below. The hydra is a monster! Massive, and a terror to behold! Startled, the creature has reared up on it's hind legs. It's heads are in perpetual motion. Something black and writhing has risen out of the ground and has a hold of it's hindquarters, and close by - the earth is rising, shaping itself into something unimaginable. A large group of blade-wielding maniacs are closing in on the beast, and coming in from the north side is a monsterous, towering, fully armoured man.
The men give a collective gasp. Before them was the beginnings of a display of power and magic the likes of which they'd never seen before. For here were possibly the two most powerful adventuring groups in the Wold, rushing to meet this formidable creature the only way they knew best. Not many could lay claim to seeing such a sight, certainly not your average Woldian anyway.
"Warrd's lucky amulet! Did you see that??" "They have archers, too - did you see those?" "What the $#*% IS that thing - a hydra??" To Lian again - "Who ARE you people?"
The light dissipates, the battleground is plunged into darkness once more. Instead,the air comes alive with sound - an ear-shredding scream from the creature followed by the roar of an orc battle cry.
Then the sky lights up again, this time an angry red.
Down in HYDRA country -
Things happen so fast it's hard to keep tabs of it all. There's an acrid stench in the immediate area coming from tendrils of smoke after the unleashing of the hydra's breath weapon. Aeralia's spell has startled the creature, and the thing has reared up. Ingrge's tentacle spell has it held by the hindquarters, so it can not move from it's current spot. Cori's elemental begins to take shape on the ground nearby.
Nick finds himself alongside the Ga'alian cleric, Brother Michael who has also stepped forward into melee range. "May our Gods protect us," says the man.
Valdor, K'nara, Olana, Nick, Bertram, Ve, Borden and his henchmen are now in melee range. Borden and the orcs let loose a battle howl and dash forward.
Confused by the spell, the creature reacts by roaring it's displeasure from all thirteen mouths. And Borden's fears are realized, as the creature blasts out with it's breath weapon once more. It's a purely defensive measure, a reflex blast aimed anywhere and everywhere.
While some of it goes up into the sky, or flies over everyone's heads, K'Nara, right up close and already engaging the beast, gets a stream of fire directly at her from one of the heads. (DAM 10) One of Borden's men cops for another (DAM 11) , and one flies inbetween Valdor and Bertram and hits Father Nicholas. (DAM 11)
Right before getting blasted, K'nara notices one thing. Her blade hacks into the flank of the creature. It's skin is as tough as boiled leather. However, higher up - along the neck, the skins seems softer, allowing for more flexibility.
((Okay folks - 13 heads. Pick one. Borden and his boys have 1, 2, 3, 4, and 5))
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Saturday September 23rd, 2006 8:07:10 AM
The monk hardly notices the four men's questions, but one fills his ears. Who ARE you people?
The hand of Domi looks nervously back over his shoulder at the situation unraveling behind him and the quartet.
"My group is called the Emerald Talons, though some might call us the Heroes of the Culverwood. The group, and our partners in this battle, are known as the Platnum Dragons. I am Lian."
Lian notices the shock in their eyes and lack of movement; he decides to get their attention. "HEY! Over here!? This is NO time to lose your minds. Your archers..." He directs one of the men. "The wizard from the wagon..." He directs another. "You two round up as many footmen as possible.
Fight alongside the Dragon Consortium and be famous! Be heroes." He adds as the inspiration hits him suddenly.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Corialote [haste] and Amarth d20+28=41 d20+28=31 2d10(4+4)+12=20 2d10(8+1)+12=21 Saturday September 23rd, 2006 7:15:07 PM
Cori takes off along the wall so that she can get to a place somewhere on the other side. She is going to keep her distance and try a few more spells as her newest friend takes the time to help in softening up this hydra.
The elder earth elemental looks down upon the hydra with a blank look. It is still fifteen feet from the hydra but more than able to slam the creature. Big arms pull back and slam in at the hydra with the force of the Wold herself.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 22rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori] [wand of magic missile - 17damage - 48charges]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)* 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/124; Cat's Grace) d20+20=39 d20+20=38 d10+9=15 d10+9=15 d20+15=27 d10+9=13 Saturday September 23rd, 2006 9:27:49 PM
The blade singer hisses at the sudden pain prompted by the pyrohydra's breath of fire and suppresses her instinct to recoil. She notes that the neck makes for a much more tempting target.
But one isn't supposed to hack off the head of a hydra...
...pierce? Stab? Yes, if she took care to plunge her sword into the beast in a stabbing motion rather than a hacking one, K'Nara could avoid chopping a head off...
Spinning and weaving, the human female used her expertise as a blade singer to launch stabbing attacks upon the hydra's softer-skinned neck.
(OOC: I'm assuming that K'Nara is stabbing into the base of the neck of Head #6; first strike is a possible Critical Hit: first roll hits AC39, second roll hits AC38; regular damage is 15hp, Crit Hit damage total is 30hp. Second strike hits AC27 for 13hpd.)
Gunther (AC36(37 vs. Hydra), HP 106/106), Enlarge Person, Cat's Grace, Fly, Barkskin +3 Saturday September 23rd, 2006 10:21:07 PM
Gulp, gulp, gulp. Gunther drinks down his potion (Barkskin). Watching K'nara, Gunther flys up and positions himself behind the heads. Sword in hand, Gunther readies himself for a full attack next round.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 d20+28=44 d20+28=41 d20+23=38 d20+18=24 d20+13=27 2d6(2+6)+13=21 2d6(2+2)+13=17 2d6(1+6)+13=20 2d6(2+4)+13=19 2d6(5+4)+13=22 Saturday September 23rd, 2006 11:08:01 PM
Ve steps in activating his boots of Speed as the tentacles fall off him like water due to his spell of protection. The Brillant blue white hammer in his right hand blurs through the air leaving a trail of light as it speeds into the hydra. "Domi!" the battle cry upon his lips as the hammer strikes home with thuderous impact. [Hit AC 44/41/38/24/27 Brilliant energy ignores Armor and natural armor Dmg 21/17/20/19/22]
Ve will start with head 8 and then progress to 9 and and then 10.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status Righteous Might 20 rounds Freedom of Movement 220 minutes Haste 10 rounds
Ingrge / Dahlia d20+15=30 10d6(4+4+4+6+1+4+1+4+1+5)=34 Sunday September 24th, 2006 10:35:05 PM
Ingrge again thinking starts casting almost immediatlety even as he notes that the beast is partially ensnared by his previous spell. Sending magical energies diretly at the Hydra, Ingrge casts flesh to stone hoping to do a little beautification project in this part of the world. Fort DC 25 or be turned to stone. SR 30 also negates
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Dahlia moves to within range and sends a bolt of lightening straight at the beast. 34 points, Reflex Dc 22 for 17 points.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance, Haste, Cloak of Arachnid, Prayer) d20+38=56 d20+38=50 d20+37=56 d20+37=43 d20+33=50 d20+33=37 d20+32=51 d20+32=49 d20+28=47 d20+28=33 d20+27=29 d12+19=30 d12+19=21 d12+19=27 d12+19=22 d12+19=31 d12+19=31 d12+19=28 d12+19=25 d12+19=21 d12+19=23 d12+19=31 Sunday September 24th, 2006 11:24:27 PM
Valdor uses his held action to attempt to take the forxe of the fire that's about to hit Father Nicholas. With his added speed, he shifts to the side and decides it's a competition to see who kills the most heads. It's the mages and clerics jobs to keep them from growing back. He yells out,"A thousand gold to whoever cuts the most heads off! Ve, what keeps a pyro's heads from growing back?"
He then makes sure that he's in sight of Borden on the side as he becomes a whirlwind of swords, hacking at as many as he can get within reach of. He ignores the body and yells,"If we can't keep them from growing back, maybe we can grow back so many, it falls over and can't move! I've got the backside heads!"
(AC 56, 50, 56, 43, 50, 37, 51, 49, 47, 33, 29 FOR 30+21+26+21+31+31+27+24+21+23+30=285 possible damage-5 possible crits)
(Jan, is this classified as a dragon type creature? If so, Valdor has +3 more to attacks)
Poating Reports for Monday September 25th, 2006 6:53:09 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons For the week of Sept 18, 2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan---XXXXXS Valdore--X22XXS Mordrid--OXXXO Fr.Nick--X2XXx Dahlia---XXXXOS VE Mont--OXXXOS Corealot-XXXXOS
Adm Ceil - Jerry if Adm Joe can make a Post for the two games that are going on in his game!! I should be able to do the same curticy for the emeral Tallons.
Mordrid (longstrider, cats grace) Monday September 25th, 2006 11:06:47 AM
As Mordrid comes sprinting over the hill, he springs himself into the air; simultaneously activiating his armor of the celestial battalion, so that he takes flight as the hill drops out below him.
Swinging his sunsword above his head, he activates the initial stage of it's sunlight function. As if a flare had been launched into the nightsky, the sword begins to illuminate the battle raging on below.
He will land next to Valdor on the field of battle, where he will immediately begin to fend off all and any attacks directed at Valdor; sunsword in one hand, short sword in the other. (One this turn... six parries the following turn.) The two working in bloody harmony, as Valdor takes it to the beast. "You fight, I'll defend!"
[I'm away from my character sheet. I'll roll die and provide stats when I get home.]
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Monday September 25th, 2006 11:37:18 AM
The elf hurries the men to arms. "Move it!" He says, large hands still aglow.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Brother Bertram d20+18=23 d20+13=25 d10+8=18 d10+8=14 Monday September 25th, 2006 2:54:17 PM
Bertram moves quickly under the beast and swings his axe savagely at the underbelly of the beast, hoping to find a tender spot to spill the beasts entrails from underneath. He says a prayer as he swings, hoping it is enough, and immediately swinging back in the other direction, trying for another chance to disable the beast. (Hit AC 23, 25. Damage 18, 14
Olana d20+14=30 d10+3=13 Monday September 25th, 2006 5:56:37 PM
Olana lets out an "AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH!!!!!" and takes an almost vertical swing at Head #11.
Hits DC 30 Dam 13
Nick Monday September 25th, 2006 6:03:39 PM
Nick stares at the creature, oblivious to Brother Michael's presence, wondering if there's anything that could be done magically. He's never come up against a hydra before so this was going to be a tough learning process.
Watch for damage, concentrate on healing, he thinks. He edges closer.
DM Jan 3d6(5+3+6)=14 3d6(3+6+5)=14 3d6(2+6+5)=13 3d6(3+6+3)=12 3d6(3+3+6)=12 Monday September 25th, 2006 7:20:10 PM Up on the hill -
One of the men says - "I'll go tell the others!" The other three remain with Lian. It looks as though they're prepared to join him in battle and start to follow him. Lian overhears one of the men say to another - "Give me one of those potions. I n-need it." His hands are shaking, although there is no inflection of fear in his voice. Milo and Dahlia are now at the top of the hill also, where they find Ingrge blasting away with all he's got, and Lian trying to rally these new troops. (They've seen 1 guy running back toward the camp.)
Down in Hydra country -
The elves are staying crouched low, in their groups. They look both nervous and frustrated, that they are unable to to do anything to help.
The black tentacles still grip firmly at the HYDRA's lower quarters and now Cori's ELEMENTAL is starting to pound on it. It's like pounding on rubber. Valdor absorbs the damage meant for Nick.
Blades flash in the light of Mordrid's sunsword, and cries of battle can be heard at the top of the hill as everyone attacks the heads.
Head #1 - "%$*&^!" exclaims one of the Orc 1 as he swings and misses.
Head #2 - Orc 2 yells out a different expletive as he hits - but the head doesn't come off.
Head #3 - Orc 3 also hits, but the head doesn't come off.
Head #4 - Orc 4 takes a massive swing with a rather nasty looking axe, and head #4 is hacked off. It falls with a thud, right next to Bertram.
Head #5 - Borden swings a longsword in a perfectly angled arc - swish! - and head #5 drops - right next to Bertram.
Head #6 - K'Nara's blade is expertly wielded, and steel slams in and through the creature's neck, dislodging the vertebrae. The head flops to one side, hanging on by skin, which is beginning to tear.
Head #7
Head #8 - Ve's mighty hammer of Domi whacks against head #8, ripping the head clean off the neck and sending it flying off into the air. After a spectacular arc - the head lands with a thud about 20ft away from Lian, Ingrge, Milo and Dahlia (and the three men from the camp).
Head #9 - Ve's hammer gves it a substantial bruising.
Head #10 - WHAP - the head comes off, cleanly, efficiently, thanks to Valdor's swords, and drops to the ground - right next to Bertram.
Head #11 - Olana's blade slices into the neck. It's a wound, but not a decapitation. However, Valdor's blades take care of it, and head #11 drops to the ground - right next to Bertram.
Head #12 + Head #13 - on the same neck, these two also fall, both victims to the Dragonstone's blades, and drop - right next to Bertram.
Right at the foot of the creature, Bertram's axe bites hard into the hydra's underbelly with all the blessings of Domi behind the blows. The blade pierces the epidermis on both occasions, but that's as far as it seems to go. It's a tough rascal. The dwarf finds himself thigh deep in decapitated hydra heads, while the air around him becomes bitter and dry, as both Dahlia and Ingrge's spells flash and play over the creature's hide, and the ground vibrates from the pounding of the elemental. The beast seems unaffected by these.
Rising above the hydra, Gunther glides into position to make a killing blow.
NEXT ROUND -
Heads 1, 2, 3, 7, and 9 are still active and screaming like banshees, and once again the Hydra blasts out with a seemingly inexhaustible supply of firey breath.
Heads #1, #2 and #3 flick back and blast at Gunther - DAM 14, 14, 13
Heads #7 and #9 attempt to turn Mordrid into a blazing torch. DAM 12, 12
Reflex DC 19 for half damage.
Heads 4, 5, 8, 10, 11, 12, 13 are off Head 6 - hanging by a thread.
Corialote [haste] and Amarth d20+28=32 d20+28=42 2d10(8+10)+12=30 2d10(1+8)+12=21 d20+20=36 24d6(4+2+5+4+4+5+2+1+6+3+6+4+3+4+3+2+6+2+1+3+5+3+1+2)=81 Monday September 25th, 2006 10:35:36 PM
Cori takes in the situation and then falls into another spell. Thrusting her right hand at the pyro she sends another blast of complete cold at the thing.
The elder earth elemental does not seem to be phased by the lack of damage or the effect that he had on the pyro. With unrelenting zeal it slams it's arms back in at the pyro.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 21rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori] [wand of magic missile - 17damage - 48charges] [polar ray - hit: 36 and damage: 81]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 40/40) Monday September 25th, 2006 10:46:34 PM
Aeralia cringes as the Talon's and Dragon's martial talent is displayed, having no stomach for the gore of the creatures heads being sliced and torn off. Turning her back to what seems to be a quickly finishing battle, she leans lightly against the invisible wall of force. She lets of a slight sigh, glad to not be watching the rest of the hydra's demise.
Remembering the others, and the creatures fiery breath, Aeralia quickly loosens a wand from her belt, and hollers over her shoulder, not wanting to turn around yet, "Anyone hurt?"
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Active Spells: Wall of Force - 30'x30' (6/10 Rounds remaining) Shadow Conjuration - Glitterdust (8/10 Rounds remaining)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284, Stoneskin, Boots of Speed, Fire Resistance, Haste, Cloak of Arachnid, Prayer) d20+20=36 d20+38=42 d20+37=51 d20+37=50 d20+33=46 d20+32=40 d20+28=44 d20+28=42 d20+27=43 d20+27=38 d20+23=36 d12+19=29 d12+18=19 d12+18=25 d12+19=24 d12+18=20 d12+19=23 d12+19=27 d12+18=30 d12+18=22 d12+19=31 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 1:15:24 AM
Valdor yells out,"Cori, be ready to blast it with a cone of cold, even if I'm on it! Everyone jump back after we finish the rest of the heads!"
With a single leap(hasted action reflex dc 36) and his cloak of arachnid activated, he jumps onto the hydra's back while continuing his furious assault. He wants this done quickly and doesn't want the caravan involved if at all possible. His blades fly at every remaining neck he can reach. He hasn't fought a beast like this in a long while and his face shows him to be in sheer ecstasy from the battle.
(Reflex to make jump-will use Tumble if necessary, AC42, 51, 50, 46, 40, 44, 42, 43, 38, 36 for 29+19+25+24+20+23+27+30+22+31=250 possible-didn't use last attack because of jump-If it's too much movement even with Tumble, modify as needed, Jan-SteveH)
Milo Tuesday September 26th, 2006 1:35:26 AM
Stuffing the poster into his haversack, Milo draws his blade, clicks his heels and runs down the hill toward the hydra, moving in to assist his friends as best he can.
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/124; Cat's Grace) d20+20=32 d10+9=16 d20+15=30 d10+9=13 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 1:56:24 AM
K'Nara draws back and immediately stabs into the base of the neck bearing Head #7, actively trying to avoid severing/plunging through bone. She hopes that Head #6 doesn't just snap off--two more may grow in its place..!
(OOC: first stab hits AC32 for 16hpd and the second stab hits AC30 for 13hpd.)
Gunther (AC36(37 vs. Hydra), HP 75/106), Enlarge Person, Cat's Grace, Fly, Barkskin +3 d20+20=36 2d6(6+5)+16=27 d20+15=26 2d6(6+1)+16=23 d20+10=18 2d6(1+6)+16=23 d20+20=28 2d6(4+3)+16=23 d20+12=13 d20+2=20 2d6(3+2)+16=21 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 8:52:10 AM
Gunther grins. Now this was more like it!! He focuses on one head at a time, moving on if he chops one off. First head #1, then 2, etc. (AC36 for 27, AC26 for 23, AC18 for 23, AC28 for 23, AC 20 for 21).
Lian (88hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Tuesday September 26th, 2006 10:46:07 AM
"So, gentlemen... what are your talents?" Askes the monk, not really expecting them to survive, but but hoping to rally their courage.
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 39mins) Silence (on copper, 4mins) Enlarge Person (4mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 4mins)
Ve Mundr AC 47 HP 224 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 12:37:44 PM
Ve confirms oto Valdor and Cori, "Affirmative Valdor, Cold. Cori, hit the area with a Cone as soon as you are able. Don't worry about us." Ve looks a bit to the throng of sheer overkill showing up to battle the Hydra. This is ridiculous, but wholly expected
Ve calls out to everyone flocking about to take up battle with the beast even as he himself moves back through the Balck tentacles keeping his shield towards the main swirling mass of heads. "Valdor and Mordrid have the rest, Talons, Borden, Everyone back off. We are bringing in area cold spells."
With that and seeing the near godlike display of Valdor's slicing swords, more times than he thought mortally possible, Ve moves back 30' from the soon to be dead Hydra.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status Righteous Might 19 rounds Freedom of Movement 220 minutes Haste 9 rounds
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Tuesday September 26th, 2006 2:41:14 PM OOC from Falin's player: I wanted to give a quick apology to everyone in the game. I know how important it is to get in consistent posting especially in the higher level games. I have been going through some work issues and some personal issues in the recent days and I am working through them. I will get in consistent posting, but it may not have a lot of meat for one to two weeks. Again, I apologize for the lack of consistency. Thanks, Jamie.
Falin looks at his fellow elves sitting there anxiously shifting in their places. He watches the battle unfold and feels as useless as they do.
"Do not worry by brethren. Our value will be proven in the days to come. Alot can be done to weaken an enemy from a distance as it closes to attack. That is where our strength will lie." Falin points to the battle going on with the hydra, "Just as their strengths are now playing out with close combat."
In the back of his mind Falin thinks Maybe we should look at giving a few of the elves some wand of healing or such so we can be somewhat useful in battles such as these.
DM OOC: this post was edited (the OOC intro was added) by DM Donna.
Lian (aka Jay B) Tuesday September 26th, 2006 4:07:20 PM
OOC: Thanks for the info Jamie. If you would like, I can always sub in a pinch. :)
Mordrid Tuesday September 26th, 2006 4:39:38 PM
Deciding that the best defense at this point is a good offense, the ranger goes after the next head in order.
[I will post rolls and stats from home.] [Jan, don't forget about weapon ranges. Those heads should have been getting extra attacks of opportunity as people entered their range, which is going to be greater than our range.]
(~~Jan~~ You're right. I forgot to transfer that aspect of the beast onto my LARGE PRINT notes. Dang...)
Dahlia / Ingrge 2d8(8+3)+5=16 d20+9=12 d20+23=37 13d6(4+2+2+6+1+6+3+5+3+6+1+5+6)=50 d20+15=31 d6+4=8 d20+23=43 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 6:17:50 PM Dahlia looks a bit puzzled (not that anyone can see her) as her lightening bolt skims along the beast's skin and then dissapates, leaving behind no apparent sign of damage. From out of thin air Dahlia's voice is heard from the group near Ingrge.
"Waard's beard!! That is one tough critter. I'm not at all sure I have anything that can really aid in this endeavor. At least not directly."
That said and still unseen, she pulls a wand out of her quiver and releases a charge aimed at Gunther.
Cure Moderate Wounds. (Gunther healed 16 points)
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Ingrge does more than mutter his displeasure this time as the creature resists his spell.
Taking a moment to calm down Ingrge thinks about what he knows about pyrohydras (DC 12 which is very little) and then decides to deal with one thing he does know about, fire. (DC 37) He then gets busy spell casting knowing that he was about to do some damage to his allies as well, but tries his best to line up his spell so that its effects begin at 8 feet above the ground and encompasses as much of the hydra as possible.
Cone of Cold - 50 points damage - Reflex DC 27 for half damage. SR 31 negates.
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Tentacles
Pounding and writhing away at the Hydra the tentacles add 8 points of damage to the pounding the Hydra is taking, [forgot last round :>( ] and continues to grasp the hydra.
Grapple 43 (natural 20)
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 103 d20+18=27 d20+13=22 d10+8=12 d10+8=9 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 9:38:59 PM
Bertram again hacks twice at the beasts belly, coughing and hacking at the dryness of the air. He is trying desperately to hack his way through to something vital before the creature can attack again.
(Hits AC 27, AC 22, Damage 12, 9)
Olana Tuesday September 26th, 2006 10:03:45 PM
Looking at the heads on the ground, and with all the swinging going on, Olana reckons it would be prudent to step back so that- a) She wouldn't be decapitated by one of her friends or allies, and - b) wouldn't get her ears frozen off when the wizards started flinging cold spells. She'd been on the bad end of one of those wizard spell flinging episodes before, and no thank you, she'd rather not be there again.
"Bertram! Get out of there, you crazy dwarf!" she yells, seeing Bertram trying to tunnel into the hydra from below.
Nick 2d8(6+5)+21=32 Tuesday September 26th, 2006 10:11:04 PM
Nick makes sure he's within range of Valdor, K'nara and Mordrid, and hopefully Gunther and anyone else who'd got blasted, and draws on the power of the blessed Alemi - casting CURE MODERATE WOUNDS MASS 32 HPs. 25 ft range.
DM Jan Tuesday September 26th, 2006 10:55:11 PM Coming down the hill -
Some kind of potion appears from the pocket of one of the caravan men and finds itself in the hands of the one who'd asked for it. This man drinks down the potion, throws the bottle on the ground, pulls twin shortswords and starts to run, full tilt, down the hill toward the battle, all the while yelling "AAAAAAAAAAAAAHHHhhhhhhhhh....."
One of the other men answers Lian's question as they move to join the others."Well, we're pretty good with our blades - oh my...." He tails off, watching his comrade charging down the hill at full speed.
Hydra country -
Ne'thrin nods at Falin's explanation, and the mood in the elven group becomes a little more philosophical. "It seems they have things well in hand," the elder elf observes.
In the midst of the fray, the head stumps begin to regenerate. Under 'normal' circumstances, the hydra - having some heads still attached - would have been able to double it's attack in a matter of moments, as K'nara feared. However, as the blades of Valdor, K'nara, Mordrid, Gunther and Borden slice into heads #1, #2, #3, #7 and #9, the creature finds itself completely headless.
The aftermath is messy, the corpse, no longer magically toughened, becomes an easy target. Bertram opens up it's belly with his axe and gets a smack on the helmet from one of Ingrge's black tentacles. Ve's warning gives everyone barely enough time to get out of the way before the cold spells arrive to give everyone frostbite. This time the creature is easy meat, and a horribly comic and very macabre scene develops as the earth elemental and the tentacles knock what's left of the HYDRA into frozen chunks and scatter it over the ground. The orcs in particular find this very funny and laugh out loud.
By the time Milo arrives, the healing spells are starting to work amongst the fighters, and the creature's flesh is starting to dissolve, until finally, only skulls, teeth and bones are left.
((HINT - who's seen Jason and the Argonauts and knows what to do next?))
Then - as everyone collects themselves in the immediate aftermath -
" - aaaaaaaaAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!" There is a man running down the hill toward everyone, yelling a battle cry, armed with two shortswords held aloft, and a look that says he has nothing but bloody murder on his mind.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Tuesday September 26th, 2006 11:33:46 PM
Falin looks over and sees the man running diown with swords out. "What is that crazy human doing?" Falin motions to the elves to prepare a volly in case it looks like he is attacking the group. He waits to give the elves the order.
K'Nara d20+17=36 Wednesday September 27th, 2006 12:37:34 AM
The tall blade singer's lips twitch as she fights to keep from laughing out loud at the sight of the tardy fighter...however, it's unclear if he means to attack what's left of the pyrohydra or is attempting to charge someone in the group.
"Oh, geez...!" she mutters, sheathing Lucia once as she takes off in a running charge towards the flailing arrival.
If K'Nara is close enough to the man charging the battle scene, she will attempt to run up as close to him as possible and then, literally, throw herself at the man's legs, tripping him up before he can reach anyone.
K'Nara has rolled an unarmed attack upon the man with the two short swords--she gets a total of 36 for her attempt to trip him.
Valdor d20+20=39 Wednesday September 27th, 2006 1:44:03 AM
Valdor leaps high into the air and just off to the side as the cold spells arrive at the beast. He feels the chill but is otherwise unharmed by them. Just for good measure, and to make Borden think twice about his boldness towards the group, he adds a flip before he lands on his feet, his swords snapping back into their hilts as his feet touch down with the surety of almost any thief.
He grins at Borden and says,"Your men did well. It was an honor to fight beside you. I don't know how many dragons you have fought, but the black one we search for will be much harder to kill than this. Our group has been involved in around fifteen dragon kills of all colors, so I don't speak from arrogance or guessing when I tell you this. The same tactic will be needed against a dragon. It must be hit hard and fast, with no guessing and from all around, or its breath weapon will wipe most everyone out at once. Just something to remember when the time comes...if it comes."
He reaches up to pat the large orc on the shoulder and turns to Mordrid. He smiles and says,"Brother, that felt good. It has been so long since we KNEW what to fight and when that I had forgotten how much it excites me. My last fights have been with hatred and anger in my heart. That seems to have cleansed my soul again. Thank you for protecting me as I fought."
His eyes are blazing with a fire not seen for some time. He completely ignores the man running towards them and searches out Cori. When he finds her, he grabs her and plants a kiss on her with his fiery passion. He figures he'll get slapped...or fireballed, but doesn't care. He waits for her to turn him to stone or something and lets her break the kiss.
Milo Wednesday September 27th, 2006 2:32:54 AM
Milo looks disappointed as the creature is slain, nudging a frozen chunk o' hydra with the tip of his boot, "Looks like critter control already got this one." The halfling seeks out Mordrid, and pulls the poster from his belt, "They've put together quite a campaign to collect mercenaries far and wide. I opened up a fairly large chest of gold, they protected with magic... could be their payroll. I didn't take any... but if we wanted to foment dissension amongst the ranks, I could steel their stash fairly easily." Milo looks rather proud of himself.
Gunther (AC36(37 vs. Hydra), HP 106/106), Enlarge Person, Cat's Grace, Fly, Barkskin +3 d20+14=32 2d6(6+3)+26=35 Wednesday September 27th, 2006 8:07:58 AM
The warrior looks a little downcast as the hydra falls. He just barely got in the fight and now it's over. Sigh. To cheer himself up, he heads over and grabs up one of the hydra's skull. Putting it on his hand like a hand puppet, the warrior turns it toward the orcs, snapping it's jaws meanacingly. In orchish "Oooo...look at me...I'm a mighty hydra. Watch out...I'm going to get you!"
As he sees the person bolting toward the group, the huge Gunther tosses the skull aside. Play time is over. He flys quickly over to K'nara's side. If the human even thinks of attacking K'nara or any of the others, Gunther's response is quick and efficient. Still, he uses the flat of his blade so that he doesn't flat out kill the person (Held action...power attack. AC32 for 35 damage)
Mordrid Wednesday September 27th, 2006 10:30:02 AM
Mordrid nods in return to Valdor, "indeed."
As Milo reports, the ranger retorts, "good job." Pointing to Valdor, "You had better report your findings to Valdor and K'nara.
He does a double take when he sees Valdor all tangled up with Cori, "What in the $%&$ does he think he is doing?"
Lian (114hps, AC 37-1size, has reach) Bears End, Blessed Hands, Enlarge Wednesday September 27th, 2006 11:27:27 AM
Unable to stop the foolish man, Lian looks calmly at the one who was talking. "I hope he didn't owe you any money."
The monk turns to see how the battle is faring and notices that Valdor is a seriously dangerous fighter. The legends are true about this guy. Wow.
Shaking himself out of the stupor, Lian turns back to the three men. "Okay. Hydra's from I understand regenerate. I don't recall why or even how, but it has something to do with multiplying heads or some such thing. So, the damage attacks may have to be centered on the body. I also think if you take out the legs, the beast may fall. Ready?"
Once the troops arrive, the monk will lead them into battle.
The monk casts Bear's Endurance on himself.
How strong do the men look?
Active Spell: Darkness (on copper, 38mins) Silence (on copper, 3mins) Enlarge Person (3mins) Blessed Weapons (blessed hands, 3mins) Bear's Endurance (4mins)
How tall is the hydra and could a melee combatant potentially strike a head? Could someone, lets say a monk, jump(as a movement) and strike a head or two?
Corialote [haste] and Amarth Wednesday September 27th, 2006 12:15:58 PM
Maybe not the reaction that Valdor was looking for, but Cori does not break the kiss. She holds it for as long as possible. When at last they must break the kiss she gives a shy smile to Valdor and kisses him again upon the cheek. "You are full of surprises." Turning ever so slightly in the man's grasp she dismisses her elemental. Her one arm loops itself around Valdor and pulls him closer to her.
From somewhere Cori can make out a snicker in her head. This is accompanied by actual laughter thought it is a little hard to tell who did it.
[stoneskin(Valdor) - 240minutes or 150damage] [haste - 20rounds - 24 heroes that are no more than 30' from Cori] [wand of magic missile - 17damage - 48charges] [polar ray - hit: 36 and damage: 81]
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Ve Mundr d20+14=28 Wednesday September 27th, 2006 4:35:40 PM
Ve deactivates his boots, the hydra was done and his stows his hammer. The glow fades and his vision adjusts quickly to drop into the black and white of the vision of those that live in the dark. Nothing escapes his attention, Valdor, Mordrid's annoyance with the act, Gunther and the orcs or K'Nara and the soon to be neutralized charging man. Ve moves to the seemingly forgotten teeth and assorted bones of the hydra. A thought nagging his mind and darkening his coutenance.
Ve sets to picking up the numerous pieces and storing them in a plain brown rough sack. Any injured were slightly so and Nick would be certainly happy to assist in thier well being. With the thought of his only true friend about he takes inventory of his position, the status spell providing all the information Ve required to the sate of Father Nicholas' well being.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Status Righteous Might 17 rounds Freedom of Movement 220 minutes Haste 8 rounds remaining (inactive)
Brother Bertram Wednesday September 27th, 2006 8:49:42 PM
Bertram slowly moves to the nearest water and ducks his head under, clearing some of the blood and guts from his beard, face, and hair. He looks over at the raging lunatic running down the hill and decides there was enough heroes here to deal with the guy without him. He flops down on the ground, catching his breath, and watching to see who takes out the idiot in mid-charge.
Olana Thursday September 28th, 2006 1:28:19 AM
Olana walks closer to where K'nara has apprehended the fool charging down the hill. What was he howling about anyway? Well, he'd better watch it. Adrenalin was still pumping.
Nick Thursday September 28th, 2006 1:35:08 AM
As he walks around, asking if everyone is okay, Nick nods at Ve as the Protector starts to collect what look like bones. Hmmm, spell componants, perhaps.
Nick's in a good mood. No one was seriously hurt. No one (except for the unfortunate hydra) got killed. A very satisfying result for a priest of Alemi.
However, the man running down the hill gives him pause. Lian was back there, and Milo. If there were hordes of these fellows on the attack he was sure those guys would have alerted them. He watches ruefully as K'nara stops the man in his tracks. Don't want to get on the wrong side of that young lady.
DM Jan Thursday September 28th, 2006 2:11:17 AM
All four groups of elves reunite around Falin after the fall of the Hydra, but they're quick to nock arrows as the crazy man runs down the hill.
K'Nara sends the man sprawling. He rolls, growls. His eyes look black and dilated. For a moment it seems like he'll try and slash the female warrior with his blades, but the appearance of Gunther confuses him, scares him, and so there he stays, his teeth bared, his eyes wild, panting like a dog.
Lian arrives with the two other humans from the camp, only to find that the battle is well and truly over. The hydra's flesh has already dissolved leaving behind gleaming white bones and skulls full of teeth. The two men alongside him are regarding their fallen comrade on the ground with a rueful expression. "Shouldn't have given him that potion." "Hey, I didn't know it would send him crazy."
As Ve picks up some of the remaining pieces, it jogs a memory, a campfire story.... .... and Torus bade his men collect all the teeth, for it was said that the teeth, when cast down, would raise all those who fell victim to the hydra.... Now as to whether there was any truth in it...
Milo gives the poster to MORDRID along with his report.
The three Ga'alian clerics are doing what Father Nicholas is doing - namely walking around, asking if anyone is in need of healing.
The orcs, now rejoined by Birk and his men, are looking at Valdor warily. With the exception of Borden, their fear, and attempts to cover it up by looking sullen, are way too apparent. Birk's facial tics are once again playing havoc with his expression. In a crazy, futuristic world that thankfully they knew nothing about, it was like Valdor was an atomic bomb in their midst that they fully expected to go off at any moment. Ignoring his men, Borden's posture is one of an equal with the blade-wielding half elf, and he nods thoughtfully as the Dragonstone explains about the dragon. "We'll do what must be done," he says. "Our strength is in fighting close up."
And so - It is now the dead of night. The caravan campfire glow can still be seen over the brow of the hill, and there are three of it's members here with the group, one of which is currently on the ground all bug-eyed and crazy.
K'Nara d20+3=16 Thursday September 28th, 2006 3:51:04 AM
Rolling away from the stranger and getting to her feet, the tall, chestnut-maned woman frowns at the panting man...she's not getting a good feeling about his condition.
"The danger is over now...but thank you for trying to help." she says to him in a voice that is obviously carefully modulated and paced so that, hopefully, the apparently-drugged man could possibly understand it. To Gunther, she adds in a low voice:
"Keep an eye on him--he doesn't look to be in his right mind."
Wheeling about, K'Nara strides over to Lian and his "guests".
"What potion is it that you gave your friend...?" she demanded gruffly. "The one you didn't realize would effect him this way? What was it supposed to do for him..?" Although her sword is still sheathed, K'Nara's sheer force of personality is enough to make most people aware that she definitely means to have answers, even if she must use her bare fists to get them.
(OOC: whether it's a Diplomacy check or (more likely) an Intimidation check, the end result is still 16.)
Lian Thursday September 28th, 2006 7:42:18 AM
The monk just shakes his head and looks at Knara and the Talons. "Sorry. I thought there was serious trouble. Then I saw Valdor and spellcasters and knew the hydra had no chance."
"However, these gentlemen were more than happy and eager...." He looks at the fallen fellow. "... to help. They seem genuinely interested in combat."
Falin Thursday September 28th, 2006 10:10:25 AM
Watching the man go down, Falin has the elves put their bows away and stand down.
"Even though we were not vitally important in an encounter such as this, "Falin says to the elves as he sweeps his hand towards the fallen creature," Imagine if you will there were a multitude of other creatures begining to attack from afar." He pauses for a second to allow this statement to stick in. "No matter what the other creatures may be we would be able to distract them while our comrades could dispatch creatures up close and personally."
"I never want you to think that you are worthless in a battle. I have felt that too many times and it is a road that can lead to you not being at the top of your game for your team." He pauses and glances around at the Talons.
"Always try to think outside of the box and look at what you have and what you could possibly do with what you have."
He waits for a second looking over the elves. "Lets go ahead and spread out into our teams and cover the surrounding area, but remain within eyesight of one another just in case. Begin your sweep from our campsite and work your way out to a distance of 200 feet."
Falin will fall in with one of the younger groups to add some experience should they come across anything.
Mordrid Thursday September 28th, 2006 10:54:29 AM
Mordrid eyes the couple stoicly, Valdor and Cori. The only reason that he can fathom for his agitation, might be that he just can't make sense of the relationship; it's unlikeliness; the danger involved; the untimely distraction. A bed mate was one thing, but true love was another. In the end the ranger knows that Cori will be saved, and Valdor will be dead, because of love.
Are we professionals? Are we monks? Or are we human?
Shaking his head he addresses the issue at hand. K'nara was talking with the visitors from the other camp, however she didn't know the results of Milo's scout.
The ranger conceals the poster and walks up the incline toward K'Nara. "Pardon madam, but may I have a second of your time." The ranger remains 15 feet down the grade, forcing the blade-singer to walk down and meet him.
As she approaches, Mordrid will put a hand on her shoulder, and direct her on a walk toward the burning bush.
Discretely handing the rolled poster to her, "here, I thought you should know what Milo found."
"And there's gold too. Lot's of gold. Plus some receipts of purchase. They're definitely on a recruiting mission."
Valdor Thursday September 28th, 2006 11:44:50 AM
Valdor chuckles and replies,"I'm the one full of surprises? I half expected to get fried. Anyway, at least noone died with the hydra, and it seems the crazed human is under control. I should have let the Talons do more of the fighting, but I thought a thirteen headed hydra would be tougher to kill. It was fun though. You want to go for a walk, feisty one?"
He sees Mordrid's concern, ever does he watch his brother. He smiles at Mordrid and nods. He won't be distracted...during a battle. He notices Cori's curves and rock hard stomach and thinks,'Well, maybe even then.'
Cori and Amarth Thursday September 28th, 2006 7:04:58 PM
Cori nods her head in answer to his question. "I thought of frying you...but that would have been a waste." Her eyes flash as she follows Valdor's gaze to regard Mordrid. It is not hard to get an idea of what is bothering him. "I think that we need to have a long talk, about a great many things." She has not felt this way about anyone in her entire life and was wondering if this was love. It left her feeling warm inside but also feeling a little vulnerable.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday September 28th, 2006 7:54:22 PM
Feeling a bit prankish, and since she is still invisible, Dahlia begins to wander up behind Ingrge just to pester him when the canny weapon mage turns suddenly and casts a simple spell and four colorful lights begin bouncing all around the invisible halfling.
Chuckling the wily elf looks directly at the dark halfling and winks. Turning back around he heads down to join the rest of the group, leaving a momentarily confused and perplexed dahlia to follow after.
Ve Mundr d20+16=28 Thursday September 28th, 2006 9:25:25 PM
The spell leaves Ve soon enough and his size returns to normal near the completion of collecting the bones and teeth. Valdor and Cori are moving towards a private conversation and so to the Protector, that left Mordrid in charge and the Domi cleric went towards where he spoke with K'nara on the hillside. Others could and easily would deal with the drugged man on the verge of a frenzied battle state. He needed not to be concerned and so was not.
Ve strides with the purpose and self fortright of one who knows his place and that of his god and does not second guess either as he closes to about 15' from the pair on the downward grade of the hill. He will stand until beckoned over or until their conversation ceases. Upon whichever occurs first he moves to Mordrid.
"I have collected the teeth and skull bones of the beast as there is legend concerning the rise of the hydra's victims. More precisely it states 'Torus bade his men collect all the teeth, for it was said that the teeth, when cast down, would raise all those who fell victim to the hydra.. Now I am not suggesting such action, merely informing and informing you as Valdor is necessarily occupied just now." Ve looks over to Valdor and glances back to Mordrid, trying to read what the ranger of Osto might be thinking. [Sense Motive 28]
He then changes the tone and subject, "What news on the caravan then? Are they simply recruiting by the promise of excitement, treasure and fame like most other adventurer guilds and outfits across the Wold. Or was something more sinister learned?"
Valdor Thursday September 28th, 2006 11:32:46 PM
Valdor nods and says,"Yes, we do. Until then, however, we can still enjoy the fun we've been having. And I know I don't have to say this, but don't look out for me in battle any way other than you would have in the past. I will do the same."
He face shows a pained expression for just a second, then it is gone. He's not concerned for himself, never that, but her...she has to wonder if he could really hold up his end of that bargain.
He then laughs aloud and says,"You know how ironic it is for me to feel this way about a drow elf? It's a bit unnerving, but that's good with me. Of course, you are unlike any other drow I have ever met, and I like it!" Let's go see what the others are up to."
He keeps his powerful arm wrapped around her shoulder and walks back towards camp, unless she doesn't want to go that way. His smile is one of relief and happiness as they share this little time together.
Milo Thursday September 28th, 2006 11:47:08 PM
Message delivered, Milo seeks out Olana. Seeing the beautiful elven lass, the halfling charges her, launching himself into a bear hug, though attempting not to bowl her over exactly. "I did it... they said I could do the scouting... Sir Mordrid that is... and I snuck all the way through that camp full of really stupid humans and into their leader's wagon... and there were receipts and posters for recruiting mercenaries... and a chest full of gold... if it weren't for some of the critters we've killed and treasure hordes we've taken... I'd say it was a lot of gold... but I think that it is enough to say that it was plenty of gold to pay the mercenaries and then some... and I broke their magic lock open ... and still kept myself from stealing any... so they aren't any the wiser... but I did take a poster to show Mordrid, and got out without raising the alarm..." The halfling rambles through this excitedly, his adrenaline is obviously getting the better of him.
Olana Friday September 29th, 2006 1:28:39 AM
"Oooooof..." Olana hugs Milo tightly and listens as he talks about what he did in the camp. "You're good, at what you do," she replies with a smile and a gentle kiss. "The best. Were there more men like him?" She points at the wild man on the ground.
Gunther Friday September 29th, 2006 1:51:10 AM
The warrior warily watches the unconcious man as he waits for K'nara to return.
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Friday September 29th, 2006 4:40:24 AM
The leader of the Talons follows Mordrid and then unfurls the parchment, eyeing its message:
SEEKING ADVENTURE? DREAMED OF FAME? FORTUNE? Want to do something good with your life? Help us rescue a city. Be a hero and become rich in the process!
See - LEFT BLANK At - LEFT BLANK
"Thank you." K'Nara says to Mordrid, rolling up the poster and giving it back to him. "Make sure Valdor sees this if he hasn't already." Then she returns to Lian and the men from the caravan.
"Well...will you kindly answer my questions...?" she prompts, putting her hands on her hips and raising an eyebrow as she waits.
Lian Friday September 29th, 2006 10:37:27 AM
He remains silent once Knara shows up.
Mordrid Friday September 29th, 2006 10:41:04 AM
Following his brief conversation with K'nara the ranger turns his attention to Ve Mundr. Handing Ve the poster, the ranger looks over his shoulder. "Blackwidow; keep an eye on him."
Looking back down at the poster with Ve, "The question remains... what city? Dirt City?"
Aeralia Friday September 29th, 2006 11:11:23 AM
Aeralia dismissed the remander of her spells, then once again moves off towards the edge of the scene, allowing the Talons and Dragons to handle any discussion with these people.
She brushes off any dust from her dress lightly, then glances into the night, away from camp with a sigh, mumbling slightly to herself.
Ve Mundr Friday September 29th, 2006 12:52:04 PM
Ve's brow furrows, "Obviously a matter of perception on the need of the city to be rescued. We certainly would have heard of something if the need genuine and good." Ve thinks for but a moment, "I do not think it Dirt City, why build a fleet for that? The city and the building fleet must connected. What of Aisildur? It is coastal and what better information to gather than recruit away locals to tell you about it? There is also Isumbre and Ilthmar as logical targets of a sea bound invasion force.
Mordrid Friday September 29th, 2006 1:18:29 PM
"I don't know Ve."
The ranger ponders for a moment. "Who said they were building a fleet? I mean, where did that information come from?"
"As for the teeth. They're best kept with you. I know Valdor and I know nothing of that stuff. Sounds like an old wives tale to me."
Brother Bertram Friday September 29th, 2006 1:30:11 PM
After resting and cleaning himself off, Bertram moves over and joins the others and the conferences already in progress.
Ve Mundr Friday September 29th, 2006 2:25:14 PM
"Borden said they were at the coast with a large quantity of wood and the vision indicated we were trying to repulse an invasion from the coast. As to the bones." He nods, I will indeed do that and perhaps consult with Cori and Father Nicholas tomorrow."
Mordrid Friday September 29th, 2006 4:07:13 PM
Mordrid squints in deep thought at Ve, "we should invite the camp to come have a feast with us, to celebrate our victory over the Hydra. Maybe with some food and wine they might share with us what city they're after. We should send away the archers, over the next rise. I can call them with my horn if they're needed. What are your thoughts?"
Nick Friday September 29th, 2006 4:21:01 PM
Nick wanders over to Mordrid and Ve after making sure everyone is all right. "The city is a mystery," he adds to the conversation. "I mean the only city that was mentioned in the prophecy was the Floating City - and that's thousands of leagues from here. "And what's this about bones?"
Mordrid Friday September 29th, 2006 4:53:37 PM
Mordrid welcomes Nick and raises an eyebrow after he adds in about the floating city, "If that is the case, then someone's finally found the actual location of the Floating City, because as of now, no Elenian knows the city's true location."
DM Jan Friday September 29th, 2006 4:56:49 PM
The man stood next to Lian reaches into his pocket, and brings out a small, stoppered bottle. "That's the only one I've got left," he says, and hands it over to the fearsome redheaded woman. "The Caravan Man gives them out. We're supposed to use them when we're fighting. But some of the lads seem to like drinking them beforehand." He shrugs. "Gives them a buzz. Better than alcohol apparently. I wouldn't know. I'm sworn off the drink, so I'm sworn off this stuff too, I guess."
From Gunther's viewpoint, the man next to him on the ground continues to act strangely, twitching and shaking. In fact he looks like he might need medical attention. On cue, Brother Tyne, one of the Aisildurians, arrives to stand next alongside. "Is he sick? Perhaps I should take a look." he says to Gunther.
In the meantime, the four groups of elves spread out and take up guard duty. To the southwest, within the sight of the group Falin has joined, there is movement out there in the dark. Beasts on all fours, maybe about four feet high, keeping their distance, brought here by the sounds of killing and the scent of death. Ingrge's bouncing lights spell lends them even more caution. Light in the dark usually means fire, and they'll stay away from that.
At the perimeter of the camp, Aeralia's viewpoint is one of darkness and shadow, and a cool breeze carrying an animal scent in the air.
As Mordrid, Ve and Nick discuss cities and bones, Ve's plain brown sack full of bones begins to twitch.
ALSO!
A man appears on the slight hill between the group and the caravan camp. He seems to hesitate, then moves down to join his comrades, and Lian and K'nara. "Er... the Caravan Man said we weren't to join you in fighting. We're needed for a greater purpose - you know - to free that city. So, I'm supposed to bring you guys back -" he's addressing his comrades - "to get some sleep then we can continue first thing. Hey what's up with him?" He points toward the striken man.
K'Nara Friday September 29th, 2006 6:09:43 PM
K'Nara eyes the bottle that she's given and then tucks it into a pocket. The newest arrival gets her attention.
"Ahhh...here to retrieve your comrades? Good..." she says, nodding towards the now-resting charger, "...this one will need some aid, it looks like. However, before you go, if you would ease the curiosity of myself and Mordrid, here--what city is it that is in dire need of rescue..?"
Cori and Amarth Friday September 29th, 2006 8:15:44 PM
Cori has to think over the statement of Valdor's for a few minutes before she reluctantly nods her head. "I will no put myself in danger for you...but you will do the same for me." Her eyes go hard as she captures his gaze. "Believe me you will not like it if you endanger yourself or the others for my sake." She lets the look melt to something more amorous and then loops her arm around his waste.
Heading back to the rest of the group she ponders the turn of events. "Believe me...my parents will not approve of this match, but then again I care little if they do." The idea that she would fall for anyone that was not a drow would not be to her parents liking. "It does feel strange but also...right." She cannot explain it but she feels comfortable with Valdor in a way that she never thought possible.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Valdor Saturday September 30th, 2006 12:03:39 AM
Valdor smiles and says,"No, I won't. My place has always been and will always be at the head of the battle.
And just tell your parents you found an orphan boy that's good at killing things and figured he'd make a good bodyguard. I know little of drow humor and their ways, but that sounds like a good story to me. Anyway, that's an issue for another day.
My only concern is Mordrid. My parents have been gone for some time, and he's the only one who I would want to give his blessing. He will not trust you, but that's just his way. He trusts almost noone but me in this Wold. It is his way. Take no offense from it, please. He will just be looking out for his little brother."
He feels nervous and excited...like a teenager again, trying not to stumble over his words. He finally shuts up to keep from rambling and just enjoys the closeness he's missed for so many years...basically, his whole life.
Milo Saturday September 30th, 2006 1:30:05 AM
Milo is suddenly silenced by Olana's affection. The halfling stands calmly now, collecting his thoughts, "Olana... you're the best."
When the man shows up, Milo actually slips behind his betrothed, feeling self-conscious and out in the open.
Lian Saturday September 30th, 2006 11:21:01 AM
Rest can't come soon enough. Lian is fatigued and actually relieved to have avoided combat. He'll have to remember not to upset Valdor for any reason. Looking at the potion the man holds, he says simply. "Potion of Heroism I would think. Perhaps Rage."
Ve Mundr d20+9=23 d20+16=17 Saturday September 30th, 2006 2:58:03 PM
The bag twiches and Ve turns his attention to it, "These sort of things can never be good." a comment to no particular person. He then replies to Mordrid, "an excellent idea on the feast and that man." he nods to the new man who just arrived to fetch his comrades, "has just provided a great 'in' for us." he adds with a wink and hands Mordrid the bag, "Keep an eye on it please, we might not be done with our hydra and the wives tale."
Turning to address the new man Ve speaks out in a grand and loud voice. "Excellent then my friend. City rescues is what we heroes live for! I am Ve Mundr, Protector and follower of Domi and member of the Platinum Dragons, in whose company you stand with the Emerald Talons. I would invite you and your fellows to dine with us tonight and raise glass to the vanquish of evil and the glory that will be to all of us upon the grand completion of the salvation of the city to who evils shadow hast it blight upon for far too long." ve moves towards the man, a great smile upon his face, with an easy gait and a sincere warmth in his eyes. "Let me accompany you and your brave friends back to the caravan and personally invite the master driver and his company. It is the least we can do in return for the heroism you and your fellows displayed here this early evening." [Diplomacy 23]
Ve will move friendly beside him, but not break the mans zone of personal space. This was a hefy gamble and much he thought rode on the next few moments. His mind preoccupied by planning a battle against what may lurch from the sack and the repulcussions of this ploy and a possible fight at the caravan keeps him too distracted to adequately read the men he just addressed. [Sence Motive 17]
Aeralia Saturday September 30th, 2006 11:58:42 PM
Aeralia glances back towards camp briefly, running her hands through her hair a few times. As her hands pass through the ponytail, the color turns from her normal black to a brilliant pink, and after a couple of passes the entirty of her hair has changed color.
Sighing lightly, Aeralia glances back out into the shadows, her mind wandering over a great many things. "Wonder whats out there," she mumbles lightly to no one in particular, squinting half-heartedly into the darkness.
"Thats not really whats on your mind," a familiar voice echoes from the darkness quietly, as a form quite familiar to the young girl emerges into the very edge of the light. Terrin strides silently to Aeralia's side, and both sorceress and companion turn thier gaze towards the rest of the group, as they quietly discuss.
The young woman shrugs lightly, looking over the conference between the groups leaders. "I suppose I am wondering what exactly I'm doing here, and if it was the right choice, as you said it was," she says to Terrin in a near whisper. "I guess I've not the wisdom to know what it is we actual seeking, and what it is we are doing it for." Her eyes linger slowly over several of her companions each in turn, while Terrin responds to her unsaid thoughts.
"I'm sure they've got good reasons, and good intentions," the roguish man in black says quietly, following Aeralia's gaze.
Falin Sunday October 1st, 2006 4:28:56 AM
Falin will have the elves keep an eye on the movement. He will move from group to group to make sure everything looks good. Also, ensuring that within each group they have some type of a rotation in place to ensure everyone gets some rest before they head out in the morning.
Falin notes the visitors at the camp, but decides it would be best to leave the talking to the others. For now he was content on allowing the newcommers to think he was just another of the elves.
Lian Sunday October 1st, 2006 9:50:43 AM
He follows Falin. The monk glances toward Aeralia.
Gunther Monday October 2nd, 2006 12:48:12 AM
The warrior looks over at Brother Tyne and then over at K'nara. He still didn't like those Aisildurians. "You can look at him, but don't cast any spells." he grunts at the cleric.
Postings Reports for Monday October 2nd, 2006 7:37:33 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons For the week of Sept 25,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXXX Valdor....XXX2X Mordrid...XXXX2S Fr.Nick...XXXXX Dahlia....OXOXO VE Mont...OXXX2S Corealot..XOXXX
Adm Ceil Perfection!! sorry Dahlia made me say that!
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 Emerald Talons For the week of Sept 25,2006
Mordrid Monday October 2nd, 2006 10:36:54 AM
Mordrid stands there with the bag in his hands, staring blankly at it.
"I guess I'll go prepare camp for the reception."
Mordrid hurries off to make sure the camp hasn't been ransacked by wild dogs.
"Nick, can you summon a heroes feast?"
Lian Monday October 2nd, 2006 10:47:48 AM
The monk wishes he had more time with the archers, but thinks its better that Falin is bettering their primary skills.
He follows.
Brother Bertram Monday October 2nd, 2006 4:22:20 PM
Bertram tenses then relaxes and Gunther stops the priest from throwing any spells. No doubt the dog had some sort of power, but still cant help trusting his motives.
Nick Monday October 2nd, 2006 5:09:35 PM
Nick nods at Mordrid. "Yes, I can do that certainly, although not for everyone. This party is getting bigger by the minute." He grins.
Olana Monday October 2nd, 2006 5:10:31 PM
Stood in front of Milo and alongside K'Nara, Olana folds her arms and tries to look fierce, an expression VERY easy to come by these days.
DM Jan Monday October 2nd, 2006 5:41:09 PM
Brother Tyne kneels alongside the man on the ground after giving both Gunther and Bertram a nod. Whether it's a nod of agreement is difficult to say. The Aisildurian examines the man with all the moves of a skilled healer - checking his pulse, looking into his eyes, asking him questions in a quiet but insistant voice. "I'm going to cast Neutralize Poison on him," he says to Gunther authoritavely. The spell seems to have the desired effect. The man stops shaking, his teeth stop chattering, and he now seems to be breathing normally.
The latest man to arrive over the hill from the caravan looks at K'Nara and thinks for a moment. "We don't know, ma'am" he says eventually, not saluting, but certainly straightening up. "We've all been guessing. In fact it's our favourite subject, but we haven't come up with anything solid yet. All we know, is that there's a sea journey involved. Could be anywhere. There's even talk of a witch, but I don't hold much to that to be perfectly honest."
Ve's announcement and suggestion has the men looking at one another. They look him over and agree. Two of them pick up their fallen friend, and they set off up and over the hill.
Meanwhile, Mordrid's examination of their own camp will reveal the following - As yet, nothing appears to have been organized with regard to food and shelter, and it's very late.
K'Nara, Milo, Olana, Bertram, Brother Tyne and Gunther are stood near the burning shrub, and they've just been joined by Ingrge and a score of flashing lights. No sign of Dahlia. He can spot Valdor and Cori off in the gloom, and there's the illusionist Aeralia (is there someone standing with her?).
However, from what he can see, the elves look to have set up a perimeter, going off the small groups of ones and twos, spread out and disappearing into the dark. And is that Lian and Falin, the two Talons elves, out on patrol? Someone has tethered the horses. Nick has been joined by Brother Michael and Brother Tull. All are standing not too far away from the other group.
Borden and his men are also gathered in a group. Borden sounds to be giving out orders.
Beyond that - darkness, the landscape a mystery. The bag Ve has given him shifts again, becoming more compact, although still bearing the same weight.
Out along the perimeter, Lian and Falin sense caution amongst their fellow elves. "I think it's a pack of wolves out there," says one of the girls.
Valdor Monday October 2nd, 2006 9:43:36 PM
Seeing the elves moving off and the shapes moving in the dark, Valdor calls out,"Noone guards alone. At least two to a group, but with as many people we have, three would be better. Take torches, but only be ready to light them if wolves attack. I think it best to set up a camp in case it decides to rain. We'll set perimeter guards like when we left Culverwood. We'll keep at least two guards with the horses at all times. We'll need one person overseeing the camp per shift. I'll take first shift. Keep weapons near where you sleep."
He hugs Cori tightly and says,"Well, we'd better make sure everyone is safe and secure. I hate to leave this moment, although it will be in my mind forever. Sleep well and have good dreams."
K'Nara Monday October 2nd, 2006 9:51:48 PM
The chestnut-maned leader of the Talons harrumphs thoughtfully as the men from the neighboring caravan depart.
"It looks like we won't be hosting a dinner for our guests after all, Ve Mundr." she tells the cleric, then produces the bottle she'd been given. "I have a bottle of the potion that had been administered to the man Brother Tyne cured up...who amongst us is best at analyzing such medicines..?" She looks to Brother Bertram, the Aisilduran clerics and to the clerics affiliated with the Platinum Dragons. "Someone should find out what 'the caravan man' is giving his troops."
K'Nara frowns to herself. She didn't like that none of the men could say the name of the man in charge of the recruitment drive, nor could they identify their destination. Given those particulars, who in their right mind would take off on a journey that could last gods-knew-how-long with gods-knew-who..?
Corialote and Amarth Monday October 2nd, 2006 10:14:31 PM
Cori returns the hug as she nods her head. "I think pleasant dreams can be arranged." She kisses Valdor lightly on the cheek and then moves off to have a look around. She will of course make herself available for any shift in the watch that is given to her and will sit with anyone that is willing.
With a final look around at the others she moves to find Mordrid. She feels that she is moving into territory that needs some advice. When she finds the man she finds her steps faltering a little. "Mordrid...can I speak to you for a few...I need to get some advice." The feelings that she's having for Valdor make her feel vulnerable and she does not like that but she also cannot remember a time that she was more at peace.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Falin Monday October 2nd, 2006 11:11:26 PM
Taking Valdor's suggestions Falin makes sure the elves break up into the appropriate size groups.
Looking over at Lian, "How have you been Lian?"
Ingrge / Dahlia Monday October 2nd, 2006 11:22:02 PM
After a few moments of pouting Dahlia ponders the lights for a moment and actually starts juggling with them.
Ingrge smiles at the little halfling and leaves the spell in place as she seems to be having fun and returns to the group.
Gunther Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 8:35:33 AM
The warrior growls a little when the brother casts his spell, but does not attack. Seeing that the situation has diffused for now, Gunther heads back to the orc camp. He relishes spending precious time with his own, and since K'nara looks pretty busy, he doubts she will miss him while he's having fun. He checks in on Thaeri to make sure she's doing well, gets a quick but very refreshing nap (thanks to ring of sustenance) and then spends the rest of the night living it up with the orcs.
Ve Mundr d20+14=30 Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 10:33:47 AM
Ve follows the men up and over the hill and as he walks with them he engages them in some small talk. Where they came from, what sort of provisions they might bring to the feast, how long on the raod they had already been and how long they anticipate the rest of the journey to be. His darkvision and keen eye for detail scans about as they walk as well, especially as they approach the caravan itself.
Ve will call a hearty and open "Good evening fellow travels and seekers of adventure!" as they enter the area.
[Spot 30]
Lian Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 10:57:47 AM
"Well. You?" He asks Falin. "Weather is holding up, which is good... I guess."
"Say, I really don't like the others spreading so thin. What if something carries one off, we'd never know until head-count. That would leave a gap big enough for someone or something to get through. I think we should tighten them up... move them closer to camp."
Falin (2nd post) Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 1:52:49 PM
"That is a good idea Lian." Falin will walk around the perimeter and talk to each elf for two reasons. First, to make sure we have a good head count and second, to have them all move in about half of the distance they are at now.
Mordrid Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 3:31:00 PM
Cori finds Mordrid working busily at the camp. He's throwing logs on a fire, unpacking provisions, and preparing a pot of water to be boiled. Every so often he looks up toward the perimeter of the camp, into the darkness beyond, instinctually searching for signs of danger.
He continues to work as she calls to him, "Ofcourse we may talk." The ranger holds up a finger, "sorry, excuse me for one second please."
Into the ear-piece, "Anyone have a twenty on Aeralia? I need her help at the camp. If you see her let'er know. And Nick... can you please get everyone gathered up please:elves, orcs, ga'alians, Tallons and Plats."
Turning again toward Cori, he restfully places a booted foot on a log, "you have my undivided attention." They have a moment alone before activity returns to the camp.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 6:19:37 PM
Taking a seat upon the ground she finds that this is turning out to be a lot harder than she first thought. Feeling a little nervous she decides to get straight to the point. "I want to know how you feel about the way I feel for Valdor and he for me?" She glances around feeling a little self conscious about the subject that she is talking about. "I really like him a lot but...I do not want to cause trouble for the whole group." Feeling like she is talking in circles she decides to let Mordrid take the lead a little here. The man seems so into what is going on that maybe he can tell what she is trying to get at.
SPELLS 0th(4): detect magic(2), dancing lights(2) 1st(7): grease(2), magic missile(2), disguise self(2) 2nd(7): web(2), mirror image(2), blur(2), resist energy(fire) 3rd(7): hold person(3), major image(2), haste(2)* 4th(6): stoneskin(3)*, wall of fire(2), mass enlarge person 5th(3): cone of cold(2), passwall 6th(6): greater dispel magic(2), shadow walk(2), mass bear's endurance, chain lightning 7th(6): summon monster VII(2), mass hold person, prismatic spray(2), reverse gravity 8th(4): summon monster VIII(2), polar ray(2)** 9th(4): teleportation circle*, time stop, summon monster IX* * used spell
Olana Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 7:16:12 PM
Watching Ve Mundr go off with the caravan men, Olana turns to Milo. "You should get some sleep," she tells him, locking her fingers in his hair for a moment. "I'm going to go and volunteer with the watch."
Nick Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 7:19:39 PM
Nick gives Mordrid the thumbs up, then sets off, asking everyone to stick close to camp. He'll go in search of Aeralia in particular and ask her if she'll go and see Mordrid. If he sees the illusionists companion, he'll raise an eyebrow, trying to figure out who he is. It's dark, and Nick's human, so his visibility will be poor compared to some of the others..
Brother Bertram d20+18=21 Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 7:29:55 PM
Bertram takes the potion carefully from K'nara and and examines it, searching his mind for any references from his clerical training about such an odd creation.
(Knowledge check 21)
Milo Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 10:40:31 PM
Milo looks up, and finds himself immediately at war with two ideas... attempt to stay up with Olana, and be exhausted come morning, or sleep alone. Good halfling sense gets the better of him however, and he talks the elf maiden's hand and gives it a quick kiss, smiling, "Of course I will. Can't have the ol' pro tired come morning. I'll have sneakin' ta do, no doubt about it." After one more kiss across Olana's bare knuckles, Milo bows deeply and heads off in search of a good place to bed down.
DM Jan Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 10:54:53 PM
And so -
As the others prepare and secure camp, Ve Mundr accompanies the 4 caravan men back to their own camp over the other side of the hill. The men are all in their twenties by the looks of it.
- Rex is from (his words) a $#@&! little village just south of Windbourne, where nothing ever happens.
- Rod is from Dirt City and "Needs to get away for a while."
- Ralph is saying nothing. He's the man who was overcome by the potion and came charging down the hill.
- Ron is from a very small town on the western edge of the Ellenian peninsula, where nothing ever happens. He also adds quietly that Ralph told them he is a widower - lost both wife and child during childbirth. "A sad tale," he whispers.
They seem to think that all their names beginning with 'R' is funny. They haven't much in the way of provisions - the food there is pretty spartan, but they've all been given a taste of the coin they're promised at the mission's end. They haven't really a clue where they're going, or who the 'caravan man' is, but they're optimistic - looking forward to an adventure - fame, fortune and something far from the lives they've led before - that's why they're here.
On reaching the caravan camp, Ve will notice that the camp seems quiet, and apart from a small incident - some pushing and shoving between some of the men - "It wasn't me, you idiot!" "Well someone knocked me out while I was guarding the horses!" - there are sentries up, and everyone else seems to be bedding down for the night.
This is their story -
The caravan man has disappeared, after telling them he needs to go on ahead. He hasn't said why. He's left them a map and directions, telling them to report to him when they reach 'port'. "We want to get a few hours sleep, break camp early, and get going," says a man the others call Captain Brown. "I reckon we won't reach this port until late in the day tomorrow, and none of us wants to get left behind. Although, we have these horses to deliver, along with ourselves, so I guess they'll wait." Someone makes a joke about throwing up aboard ship, and all of the men who are awake are very interested in Ve - who he's with, and whether he's going to join this enterprise.
MEANWHILE!!
At the Talons/Platinum camp -
The night is in full swing. Mordrid has a fire going and is attempting to get everyone organized.
Those on perimeter guard find themselves fully occupied - there's a mournful bellow off in the distance, and the wolves disappear, only to return later. They're getting bolder and it takes the occasional arrow to keep them away. Gunther's cat appears to have joined in the watch - letting out a hiss/growl when anything nasty comes near. And just for good measure, she hisses at Falin, too.
The horses are nervous, because of the wolves, and the cat.
Bertram examines the potion. Purple.... opaque... no aura of divine magic about it... in fact there doesn't seem to be anything magical about it at all... strange scent to it... like mint and violets... herbal? medicinal?... just a tiny little drop tasted off the tip of his finger (if he wants to try this) and he feels wide awake.
The Aisildurians pitch in an offer to join the watch rotation.
Borden has assigned watch duty to four of his men. In between times they sit in a circle, passing around an ale barrel and quietly discussing anything from what's up ahead... to the physical attributes of the women in the camp (Gunther gets some good natured but fairly crude leg pulling about K'Nara)... to how much they despise elves... to what the heck do they do with Valdor when he turns nasty. They feel it's only a matter of time. Borden keeps their tempers and rambunctious behaviour to a reasonably civilized level.
However - at some point during the night, one of the orcs in the demi-human knitting circle pulls out what looks like a large tooth from his pocket. It's one he found on the ground - came from the Hydra by all accounts. He throws it on the ground in front of him, after a bit of goading by the others.
Everyone awake hears the ensuing uproar. It seems the camp has just gathered another member - a humanoid skeleton, white bones gleaming in the firelight - it has a sword, and a shield, and it's just standing there.... waiting.
((OOC - folks, just to keep things moving, the next DM post will be - Game Time - the following morning - so let me know what your character does for the entire night.))
Falin Tuesday October 3rd, 2006 11:18:43 PM
Continuing to watch for the night. While Lian and Falin are walking around between the other elves he will share with Lian, "I have been feeling weird since the Aisildurians arrived. I have felt hungry and I have become too interested with their heartseeds. I don't know what is ging on, but I just have been feeling restless."
Valdor Wednesday October 4th, 2006 12:03:18 AM
Valdor takes his turn on watch roaming around. After his shift, he removes his armor and shirt. He stretches his muscles out thoroughly. He knows warriors and orcs well enough to guess at their thoughts. He put on part of that show to put fear and respect in their minds...and doubt. He knows Borden is strong and strong willed, but now the leader knows whom he is allied with and figures they will not turn on him. He walks over to Borden and says,"When you have formed your nation, I would discuss possible trade and treaties with your nation with our High Lord Mayor. Think on it. You have my respect for how you handle yourself and your role as leader. It is good."
He heads back over to his area and he finishes stretching and finds some food and water. He glances around for Cori before he dozes off. He sleeps lightly as has been his custom since he gave up the drink, but sleeps well none the less. He sleeps with a smile on his face and there is peace there.
He is awakened by the roar and sits upright, sword in hand. When he sees the one skeleton amongst the group of heores, he chuckles and says,"Unless that's Gargul's body reborn, I think I can still sleep." He rolls over and dozes back off, knowing tomorrow will be a busy day. He wakes early, before sunrise and gets his gear on. He heads out from camp about a hundred yards and begins his morning ritual warmups. His swords dance, snaking in and out in short jabs, to sweeping arcs as he spins full circuits and partial spins. He makes sure his legs are thoroughly warmed up with a short jog to cool down afterward. No fighting with cold muscles.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday October 4th, 2006 12:29:47 AM
Cori spends part of the night talking to Mordrid for as long as possible and getting his take on the budding relationship with Valdor. When at last she figures it is time to turn in she finds a spot off to the side and falls to sleep easily enough.
Through the night she sleeps easily, only waking once to take her turn at watch. Well there is the time that the skeleton appears but since it is doing nothing wrong and a cleric could deal with it better she rolls over and falls back to sleep.
In the morning she finds a quiet spot to sit and pulls out her spellbook. The better part of her time is spent pouring through the book to figure out what would be the best choices of spells for this day.
Amarth comes to find her as she is closing the book and she has just sighed. "Mistress...I think the match is good...you are both seeking something other than adventure in life now...maybe retirement is not that far off." He flaps his wings a couple of times as he settles on her shoulder. "Amarth...do you think that it will work out?" She is not sure herself, but oh how she wants to have a normal life...with no fighting.
They both spend some of the rest of the time watching as Valdor goes through his morning exercises. "I think if you two want it to work...it will Mistress...just don't forget me." He nuzzles her cheek as she reaches up to scratch his back. "Never my friend."
K'Nara Wednesday October 4th, 2006 1:23:04 AM
The human blade singer frowns when Brother Bertram renders his opinion of the potion.
"Not magical...but it seems to affect a person by making them more...energetic..?" she proffers by way of a theory. "Mayhap the man who tried to charge the hydra after the fact simply drank too much of it?" She rubs her chin, harrumphing in a negative manner. "What I don't like is that it seems to have been dispelled from the man by a Neutralize Poison spell--proof that this liquid is NOT good...especially if you take too much of it."
Upon the camp's discovery of the skeleton, K'Nara demands of anyone that may be near: "Where in the 666 layers of the Abyss did THIS come from??? And is it animated?"
After ruling out that the skeleton isn't an undead foe hellbent on attacking the camp, K'Nara tells the Talons who will be on what watch:
First Watch: Brother Bertram & Ingrge Second Watch: Falin & Lian Third Watch: Gunther & K'Nara Fourth Watch: Milo & Olana
The tall warrior woman makes it a point to go to Aeralia...and her guest, Terrin, whose presence makes K'Nara's eyebrows elevate.
"Welcome back, young sir," she says, nodding to him, then turns her attention to Aeralia, "I am, as you know, the leader of the Talons--I give out the watch assignments to the group. Watches are three hours long--running from sundown to sun-up. I have assigned everyone else to the four available watches except you...and your friend. As our newest member, I'll allow you to pick which of the four watches you wish to be on." The chestnut-maned woman then waits for Aeralia to make her choice.
After Aeralia chooses, K'Nara goes to help out with camp organization until it's time for her to bed down. She will bunk next to Gunther if he's of a mind to. After rising for her watch, K'Nara will go through her usual pre-dawn blade singer exercises (with Greymaulkin directing her via her silver dragon earclip as usual.)
Gunther Wednesday October 4th, 2006 1:28:38 AM
Gunther stares, jaw wide open at the arrival of the skeleton. "Broder!! Broder!! Ve need you over here!" His sword out, Gunther stares at the skeleton, not sure whether to kill it (that's looking very reasonable, considering his recent time in Koshe Marr) or try and talk to it.
Once the skeleton crisis is resolved, Gunther gently tends to his and Thaeri's wreathes and then gladly takes his shift Finally he lays down with K'nara. Though he only needs 2 hours of sleep, he feels the need to be near her...to watch her sleep and feel her warmth. It confuses him...he's never felt this way before... It's just he's so much happier when she's nearby. Gunther shakes his head to clear it. She had that effect on him too.
Rising with K'nara, Gunther watches her go through her routine. She was so graceful...so strong. He waits until she is finished and then finds out what his kitty is up to, getting in a nice healthy wrestling session if she's up to it. Finally, he gets in a quick melee session with K'nara if she can spare the time.
Aeralia Wednesday October 4th, 2006 10:55:46 AM
"I will not be staying long," Terrin says quietly, "and there is no reason to conjure such delusions about her being a member of the team. Just the truth will suffice." His voice is steady and calm, though Aeralia's face is tinted with saddness as Terrin says his fill, though remains silent. Terrin then turns quickly on his heel, and vanishes as he strides off into the darkness.
"I can help on first watch," Aeralia mumbles to K'nara quietly. With a sigh she'll plop herself down where she stands, and spend most of her watch staring off into the darkness, though she maintains her awareness, if anything happens. She does her best to avoid the others, but does as she's told if she's assigned anything.
Once her shift is up, she'll wake the others as needed, then curl up in her bedroll, tossing and turning for some time before she gets to sleep.
Mordrid Wednesday October 4th, 2006 11:35:22 AM
Mordrid responds quite matter-of-factly to Cori, "We're professionals. This is the line of work that we choose. This showing of affection is dangerous, and it's going to get someone hurt. Valdor means so much to you, but he means more to the people of Elenna. If he gets hurt, the nation could suffer."
Pausing, "We've found that if you go in hard, no one gets hurt. No hesitation."
Mordrid allows for a response, then he adds with a somber tale. Pushing up his long black bangs, the faint and aged image of a black widow tatoo can be seen on his forehead, "Many, many years ago, I swore allegaince to Jancasis, the goddess of revenge. I made an oath to revenge my own death. I was brought before the throne of the eye, curtesy a murderous group of drow. I was poisoned, and put to death; as was Valdor. We have murdered many drow since then, and our taste for revenge has been quenched. However, who knows what still might lurk in the hearts of men."
Lian Wednesday October 4th, 2006 12:18:52 PM
Lian stops walking and side-glances at Falin, eyebrow raised. "Have you mentioned your concerns to Knara, Bertram or Nick? Bertram is a good man. He and I talked quite a bit about religion several times. You should mention this feeling to one who is further along the clerical chain, if you know what I mean?" The corner of his lip twitches into a half smile. "Thanks for coming to me with your... what the bloody..." He stops, staring past Falin. A few dozen yards back, a skeleton stands smack in the middle of camp. "Oh come on! Folks, keep your eyes open, sheesh!" He rushes back to see what is going on. "Where did it come from!? And why is it just standing there? Thats eerie." He pauses, scratching his ear. "I'd destroy it! It might be a spy. Or worse, a sabotour. Destroy it or I will." He looks at any of the clerics standing nearby. "I had enough bones to last a dozen elven lifetimes. Get rid of it."
If no one destroys the skeleton, Lian will pound it into dust.
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Lian takes second watch with Falin, watching him carefully through the night.
The monk stretches, performs his khata excercises and meditates.
He comes out of his trance when Valdor wakes and begins moving around. Lian prepares spells and does an inventory of his items such as scrolls and healing items.
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Prepared spells to be added...
Aeralia (2nd Post Addition) Wednesday October 4th, 2006 5:43:06 PM
(OOC: Ack! I somehow completely missed Nicks post! Sorry! Backposting a little, would have happened before K'Nara offered her shift.)
Aeralia and Terrin stop thier whispers as Nick approaches, and the sorceress nods lightly to Nicks mention that Mordrid wanted to see her. Then both sorceress and companion shift their gaze towards K'nara, as she approaches with her offer of shifts. Terrin stands tall and dark, black hair, and rougish black leather garb.
After K'Nara gives Aeralia her choice of assignments and Terrin has vanished into the darkness, Aeralia will head over towards Mordrid, and ask quietly, "You needed me for something?"
Barring anything completely outrageous, the performer will do her best to accomplish the request.
Ingrge / Dahlia Wednesday October 4th, 2006 7:56:15 PM
Gladly joining Bretram for the watch, the scarred elf perhaps seems to lean a bit ore heavily than necessary on his staff and is moving quite a bit slower than normal as if he aches and is older than he is, though his white hair seems to add to the ancient look he is portraying. Occasionally as he hears the griping and moaning about elves by Bordon's men, He utters an audible muttering comment about orcs and their rpoclivities. and then continues to ramble onto another totally different subject entirely. When the skeleton pops into existence, Ingrge visibly jumps and looks quite shaken and quickly moves further away fro it.
**** Still invisible, Dahlia makes her way to nearby where the Ailsidurians are setting up and finds a comfortable spot to hover, watch and listen.
Mordrid Wednesday October 4th, 2006 8:31:24 PM
(After Mordrid and Cori's conversation.)
When Aeralia arrives, "Thank you for coming."
"I'm not entirely sure if Nick is bringing guests to the camp tonight, however we haven't had time to really set up camp. I was hoping you might be able to use your talents to make this camp appear, how should I say... presentable. Perhaps a large tent with other tents scattered about?"
Chuckling, "At least our guys might feel a litte better if they don't think their sleeping under the stars tonight. Then maybe you could entertain a little, if you don't mind."
"By the way, we haven't had time to really talk. Valdor and I tend to stay a little distracted. Maybe we can sit tonight, and you can tell me about yourself."
Milo Wednesday October 4th, 2006 8:43:45 PM
Milo sleeps well when it is his time to sleep, and when it is his time to watch, the halfling is up and moving keeping a contant eye on the camp perimeter for trouble. The appearance of a skeleton in the middle of the night is strange to the rogue, though strange seems to be their calling card these days.
Brother Bertram Wednesday October 4th, 2006 9:02:37 PM
Bertram shrugs, about to take a small swallow when the clamor breaks out revealing the skeleton standing there motionless. Corking the bottle, Bertram moves quickly to see what is happening, his promises to Gargul concering the undead pushing to the front of his mind. He does check for any sense of evil about the creature, and if detecting the slightest, he will do his utmost to destroy it.
Olana Wednesday October 4th, 2006 9:53:27 PM
The elf nods at K'Nara after their leader gives out the watch detail. Before her watch, she either spends time next to Milo, watching him sleep peacefully, or she wanders about the camp, trying to settle the horses, or making sure everything is all right in general. Those stupid orcs, she thinks at one point, walking past and hearing some sniggering about elves and how they're despised. She's not about to let on that she can understand orcish pretty well, so she doesn't say anything, but one or two of those creatures were in need of a kick up the rear as far as she is concerned.
As for the skeleton, she stands back, grinning, waiting for one of the clerics, or Lian, to get rid of it.
In the morning, it's back to the horses, feeding, grooming, then she'll help break up camp.
Ve Mundr d20+16=23 d20+16=31 Wednesday October 4th, 2006 10:07:03 PM
Shortly after arriving at the caravan, Ve guesses they will not be coming to the other camp and tells the other Platinum Dragons as much. Ve nods at the R humor and replies with "Rex, Ron, Rod and Ralph? Really? Rather a rousing ring to it." Ve cracks a small smile at that. Ve will ask if they think it odd that so little is being told them and how personally he might be a bit nervous. "After all, it sounds as if you should be given some information as it sounds as if you are being asked quite a bit. 'Rescuing a city' is most certain to involve some mortal dangers my friends." Ve lets it sink in while they continue the walk.
Once at the camp the cleric will talk to any about him about small things to get more of a feel for the group and to do a head count and weapon check. [sense motive 23 spot 31]
With the revelation of Captain Brown and the missing caravan master, Ve gets a bit more nervous but pushes it down. Ve will decline on the assistance without knowing more. "As a Heirophant of Domi I must know more about the situation for my precense or pretence of assistance alone could prove disasterous if I am wrong or even seen as wrong."
For a brief moment he considers casting Holy word. Those who are good would be unharmed and those who are evil would likely be destroyed, but Ve knows the others would have issues with it and he is a man who also believes that those who choose wrong can choose correctly if presented the chance.
Ve will not overly keep them and bids them good night in relatively short order, but does ask if he could see the map before he goes.
Unfortunately Ve is far too far to hear Gunther's shout for him to come or respond to the skeleton in the camp.
Nick Wednesday October 4th, 2006 10:55:24 PM
Nick paces the camp. He's wondering - about Valdor and Cori. Was there a romance brewing there? He smiles to himself as he considers this. Before he settles down to sleep, he prays to Alemi, giving thanks for those on guard at the perimeter and asking his God to keep them safe.
He sinks into a deep sleep. He's a heavy sleeper these days, as though his body needs the silent depths in order to rest and recuperate. It was not always so.
And so, sleeping as he did, he missed the skeleton episode.
In the AM, he rises and begins to pray.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday October 4th, 2006 11:14:43 PM
Before turning in that night Cori listens to Mordrid and then nods her head. "Feelings are a hard thing to control and this is a first for me." She will stand slowly as she turns to look in Valdor's direction. "I will have to think about what you have said...but I doubt that our feelings will be that easily forgotten." She feels a sudden warmth everytime that she looks at Valdor and she knows it is not hero worship...it is something deeper than that.
Aeralia Wednesday October 4th, 2006 11:16:30 PM
"I'm afraid I've no such talents at my disposal, at least none that would last very long," Aeralia answers Mordrid's request sadly, not liking not being able to do what is requested of her. "Most of my abilities are short lived, but highly detailed and changable. I've not had much experience in changes to scenary and structures, as you ask."
She frowns even more, continuing to answer his requests. "And...I really don't feel up to a show, if I possibly could not?" She lets out a heavy sigh, shifting her gaze to her feet. The color slowly drains out of her hair, the bright pink shifting back to its normal black, and the colors of her dress and leggings fading to a dark and dull grey.
"Some entertainer I am, huh?" she says after a moment of thought. "Not even willing to perform." She glances up briefly. "But I've no songs or stories for great men, of great halls and great deeds. Nothing I could do would possibly be worthy of your attention."
DM Jan Wednesday October 4th, 2006 11:42:36 PM
The night watch passes much the same way as the three before it. It's a mix of uneasy alliances, with the thick, cloying, unknowing dark of the wilds of Izen pressing in on every side.
The skeleton - Anyone looking at it's weaponry - a sword and shield - will wonder about the age of its design. It's certainly not of any current style or design. The thing does not appear to be aggressive, here and now. It merely stands there, as if waiting for something. It does not respond to Gunther. Bertram's assessment of the creature tells him there is something wrong with it. Definitely undead, although it doesn't seem to carry with it the usual howling wind of corruption. Instead, its ills seem wholly recognisible as part of the living, breathing Wold - loss, yearning and revenge, all familiar sentiments among the living. Birk cuffs one of his fellow orcs around the ear. "It grew from one of the Hydra's teeth," he barks in his gutteral common as K'Nara asks for an explanation. "Who has the remainder of the creature's fangs?" asks Borden.
((OOC - Jay, Mark - let me know if Lian and/or Bertram decides to destroy the creature, now you have the above info. I'll keep my NPCs out of it - and leave it as a character decision.))
Ve returns empty handed as far as persons go, but he has knowledge of the caravan's destination - a spot on the south coast, about 200 leagues east of Dirt City. Borden reckons if the group continues on, in a roughly south south east direction - they'll hit the spot, although tracking the caravan would help.
The big orc seems a little more at ease after Valdor's words. Perhaps agreement - accord - was being reached at last between those who are usually stood opposed to one another in battle.
The dawn arrives with what is now becoming a familiar drenching of morning dew. The air has a cold nip to it. Breath accumulates like clouds in front of everyone's faces.
Falin discovers something strange. During the night, he's had to loose a couple of arrows to fend off the local predators, and for some reason, his bow string felt a little odd in his fingers. In the grey light of the morning, he notices that his index finger appears to be the same length as his middle finger. Funny, he could swear it wasn't always this way.
So, what now for our adventurers on this fine morning?
Valdor Thursday October 5th, 2006 12:36:14 AM
Valdor spends a little longer than usual warming up because of the cold morning air. 'No need to tear any muscles later, although we have capable clerics,' he muses to himself. After his exercises, he searches out Cori before the day gets going. He says,"I saw you talk with Mordrid and he showed you his tattoo. He still holds a grudge in his heart from that day. I, however, still look back as my mistake. We weren't prepared when we fought, and that's always been my responsibility with the group. I failed that day, and it was ugly. However, that is another lifetime ago. He'll be fine with us after a few more days. He's very set in his ways, I fear, but that's one of the things I like about him. He's a great man, but can be a little stubborn and gruff sometimes. Our individual skills and personalities have always complimented the other. He'll see that it will be fine in battle. Oh, by the way, you look lovely this morning."
He raises her hand to his lips then heads off to find Ve, Nick, and Bertram. He intentionally leaves out the clerics of Ailsidur and asks,"What do you guys make of the skeleton? Should we destroy it. leave it, or throw the rest of those teeth and bones on the ground and see what happens? Or should we have the person responsible attempt to command it?"
K'Nara Thursday October 5th, 2006 1:01:24 AM
K'Nara (upon learning that the skeleton came from the hydra's teeth) advises that trying to destroy it wouldn't be right, exactly, especially as how it isn't a typical (i.e. evil) skeleton, but will let the clerics decide on the matter.
K'Nara also invites Gunther to join her as she trains in the art of the blade song.
"We can spar--see how your technique fares against mine..?" she asks in an almost-coquettish voice and a humorous smile.
Lian (88hps, AC 37) Thursday October 5th, 2006 7:32:03 AM
Lian will not destroy the skeleton, in fact, he seems to be mulling something over. "Weren't there a band of undead in the vision?"
He looks at Borden, realizing that the skeletons might actually be Revenants. "The skeletons could be a form of Revenant. Undead bent on destroying one particular thing, be it a single person or an entire culture. They seek revenge and nothing more. They last as long as they can to get their job done. Or we may have unwittingly stumbled upon an additional military resource though, regardless of what they are. They could simply take commands from those who cast down the teeth."
"We should cast down the teeth in the morning right before we leave."
In the morning as he rises, and after prepping his spells, Lian will hunt for berries to replenish his Goodberry supply.
When he feels the chill in the air, Lian casts Endure Elements.
Mordrid Thursday October 5th, 2006 10:06:12 AM
(The prior night with Aeralia)
Mordrid places a finger under her chin, and gently raises her dejected face.
Softly, "the songs and tales that we need to hear are the ones that speak of home, family... and love: the farmer and the fisherman, the herder and the house-wife. It is for these values that we fight. It is these things that we need to remember."
"Don't be dejected... soon... far sooner than you can imagine, you will follow too. A knight of the realm, a protector of the faith; a hero. The responsibilty will pass on to those more capable. I and mine will retire to our cottages, and the protection of the realms will be on your shoulders."
Ve Mundr Thursday October 5th, 2006 4:56:43 PM
Ve arrives in the camp and holds a quick council with Father Nicolas and or Mordrid, if they are both still awake, telling them in person of the caravan, its occupants and destination. "I would not dought that that the 'caravan master' made haste ahead upon learning of us." The sekeleton assumes his attention quickly, "From one of the hydras fangs you say?" He looks towards Mordrid, "May we long listen to the stories of old women it would seem. The bag is safe then I hope."
He returns his attention to the skeleton, "A death of ancient times. I am not a historian by any stretch though. The tale of the Hydra does indeed speak to the fact that the caster of the fangs or rather his lord is capable of commanding them. In this case," Ve shifts his gaze to Borden, "It is you, as their captain." Ve suggests nothing be done with or to the skeleton until the morning. The watch should keep an eye on it and no one of course should sleep next to it, but the cleric is hardly worried about it. "If it were a revenant, which in of itself is only rumor and speculation among the church, I would think it would begin to seek its vengeance as soon as it came to being, not stand about for a time." Ve will certainly make sure to recollect the sack with the remaining teeth and bones from Mordrid and is certainly not going to open the bag or let anyone else touch it once he obtains possession again. The cleric puts his Haversack behind his head and lays his shield to one side with his hammer upon it. His full plate, he leaves on and judging from the quick state of slumber he enters, it is not an issue for him. The following morning Ve prays at Sunrise and then goes through a short exercise of his own involving several castings. The air about the Hierophant hums to life and becomes almost plyable as he calls upon the touch of Domi in Strength and in protection. Within an hour he is done and then meets at the breakfast area. Ve has some bread, cheese, wine and fruit in his haversack that he eats while discussions begin. Ve is still against casting down the teeth and especially right before we leave.
"First we should determine if Borden or any have direct control. If we do, we have an instant army of canon fodder for the first wave to break against as our good archers put their bows to proper use. The caravan is just as slow as we and we know their destination, I do not feel at all pressed to catch them, I also as I said last night do not feel those present currently are really anything more than those who felt trapped in a life and have sought escape." Ve turns towards Borden, "Very much what it sounds like many of your people have done. If they are now held against the same free will that brought them hence we will correct that." Ve leaves the 'if' unspoken, it would serve no purpose.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Brother Bertram Thursday October 5th, 2006 5:35:24 PM
Bertram bites his lip, unsure how to proceed. His training has taught him to destroy such creatures, but this one somehow, seems to just be trying to..finish a mission perhaps? He comes to a decision. He walks over with his hand held high, the sign of Gargul in plain view. "Creature if you understand me or this sign, Know who you are dealing with. If you mean no ill in the world, then be at peace. But if not, know that I must do my utmost to destroy you, as the prime tenet of the faith of Gargul." He looks to see if the creature at least acknowledges the sign of Gargul, but if not, Bertram will put it to the back of his mind, along with numerous other things to worry about.
Milo Thursday October 5th, 2006 8:40:10 PM
After pondering for a moment on the presence of the strange undead creature, Milo simply shrugs, leaving the problem to the clerics. He immediately turns to find Olana, and is happy to spend the morning assisting her in preparing the horses for the day's ride. Though he isn't particularly experienced with animals, he listens to any instruction she might give, following them as close as he can.
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Thursday October 5th, 2006 9:56:57 PM
"We should probably have everyone take a turn at ordering the skeleton to raise its sword arm. Whomever it listens to is obviously the one whom will be able to order the poor thing about." K'Nara suggests. She steps up to the skeleton.
"Raise your sword arm in salute!" she barks at the bony soldier, waiting to see if it does so. If not, she'll shrug and say "Next..?" If it does, she will order the skeleton to follow her about unless/until she says otherwise.
Falin Thursday October 5th, 2006 11:12:04 PM
As dawn breaks across the camp Falin has the elves begin to gather their things and prepare for the days travel.
Outwardly he is all confidence as he answers the elves questions and has them gather their things, but inward, that is a different story.
What the heck is going on with me? These weird feelings and now his hands.
Falin walks over to K'Nara, "Can I chat with you for a second in private?"
Falin walks off from the camp a bit hoping that K'Nara follows. "I have been having some problems and need to let someone know to make sure I am not losing my mind." Falin rubs his forhead a bit. "Since the three missionaries arrived I have been feeling different. I have been drawn to their heart seeds for some reason. I have been getting hungry in their presence. Which shouldn't happen since I wear a ring of sustenance."
Falin looks over at the three men, "I have not had a problem controlling these feelings, but I wanted to let you know in case anyone else was acting strange. If the feelings start to get more intense I will let you know."
Aeralia Thursday October 5th, 2006 11:29:01 PM
(Past Evening, with Mordrid)
Aeralia will smile briefly, mostly an attempt to subdue the rangers encouragements. She certainly didn't feel like she was worthy of such responsibilities, or ready for them. "I'll try to think of something, for future nights..." she assures him, but doesn't really know what she could do.
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(The next morning)
Aeralia awakes early, and sits in quiet contemplation as she renews her mind and powers. Before most of the rest of the camp is awake and moving about, the young sorceress heads off to one side, and chants a quick incantation, drawing an illusionary circle of magic over her head, roughly 6' in diameter. From this circle, many brilliant and opaque white curtains billow out, draping to the ground around the young woman. She takes a few moments of temporary privacy to wash her face and hands a little and change into another set of her bright and colorful performer garb. Once done, she breaks concentration on her illusionary curtains, which quickly disappear, and packs up her few belongings. Rubbing her arms lightly, she shivers against the cold, seeing if theres anything she can help with.
If and when others start trying to command the skeletal figure, Aeralia will wait her turn, fidgeting casually with one of her pouches at her waist. If no one seems capable before her, she will concentrate hard, looking the skeleton over, then give the simple command, in a soft voice, "come here."
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OOC: Silent image for some illusionary curtains (also see Email)
Olana Thursday October 5th, 2006 11:51:02 PM
"If you tap here, it will lift it's foot, hopefully," Olana says to Milo, while leaning on the flank of one of the horses with a great hoof cradled in her hands. She's checking the horses shoes for stones and other debris. "Use your dagger to lever it out if necessary. Slow and careful. "What are they doing with that skeleton?" she asks him.
Nick Friday October 6th, 2006 12:00:03 AM
Nick joins the others gathered around the skeleton after prayer. He's surprized it's still alive with Ve and Bertram stood there, but then as he listens to where it came from, and what they're trying to do, he understand why they stayed their hand.
He folds his arms and looks on, wondering how many of those teeth they had managed to collect.
Gunther Friday October 6th, 2006 12:12:39 AM
Gunther obediently trys to order the skeleton to raise it's sword arm. After he's done, he moves close to K'nara. "It looks like dese groups..." he moves his arms to encompase the elves, orcs, Platinums and Talons. "might need to fight togeder in de near future. But as ve've seen dere are some...barriers." Gunther looks over at the elves briefly before continuing. "Maybe it vould be a goot idea to spend some time mixing de groups. Ve cannot protect each other vell if ve are alvays looking over our backs to see if anoder group is stabbing it." Gunther takes a deep cleansing breath, already anxious about having to spend much time with more elves. "Tink about it...it's just a tought."
Corialote and Amarth Friday October 6th, 2006 12:32:09 AM
Cori looks to Valdor as he is moving in her direction and feels that flutter again. Standing she waits for him to reach her. Listening she smiles. "He told me a little last night and I just wanted to get his full reactions to the idea. I also let him know that I doubt my feelings for you will change or should be suppressed." She fidgets a little as she speaks and then looks him straight in the eye. "You make me feel something that I have never felt before in my life and we can work through anything that maybe thrown at us...that is what I believe anyways." His lips on her hand sets her heart to racing and she mentally thanks her ancestors for having dark skin...otherwise the blush would be most apparent upon her skin. "And you are most handsome." She moves forward just close enough to allow her lips to brush his cheek for a few seconds and then she lets him move off to do his business.
Amarth sitting on her pack cannot suppress a chuckle as he watches his Mistress. For as long as he has known her, she has never shown interest in a man before. Her only concern had always been her magic and the arcane...though she spent way too much time in her garden for his taste as well. He knew that she was missing out but it was not really his place to say anything...not that that had stopped him.
Spell List to come
DM Jan Friday October 6th, 2006 12:55:05 AM
The Skeleton -
As Bertam raises his his hand, revealing the symbol of Gargul, the God of Life and Death, the creature's skull swivels his way. The thing has no eyes, no musculature, no tongue - nothing to signify any expression whatsoever. And yet - the remnants of the detect evil spell passes on something like a yearning. Hope. Other than that, the dwarf can't get a reaction from it.
Those gathered try to establish who has command of it. Borden seems at ease in its presence, but the other orcs have a similar reaction as Ingrge, and are somewhat freaked out by the creature. They chitter amongst themselves, and those who understand orcish get a good lesson in orc superstition. Because of his lower rank, the orc who actually cast down the tooth is the last to try to command the creature. His eyes flit toward K'Nara, what had she said? Birk cuffs his fellow orc on the back of the head. "Tell it to salute, you %^$#!" he barks. "Salute!"
The skeleton immediately turns toward this orc, and slaps the flat of his blade against his sheild.
So, it appears that whoever casts down the tooth, has control; power over this undead, but noble creature, raised to serve and fight. Power and responsibility is the mantle for whoever performs the physical act of casting down these magical teeth - a responsibility that looms larger when it is discovered that 311 teeth lie in that bag. The other bones have crumbled into a fine dust.
An additional military resource indeed... -------------
The military roster seems to be growing - the Platinum Dragons... the Emerald Talons... three high-ranking clerics of Ga'al... fifteen orcs... forty two elves... three hundred and twelve skeleton warriors (311 currently in tooth form)...
You'll need all the help you can get.
The sun is rising, and going off what the men from the caravan said, there's a hard ride ahead. But to what? There has been mention of a port, and ships. But to what destination? And is the cat out of the bag, after the disappearance of the 'Caravan Man'?
Borden wants to get moving as soon as possible, but while he's saddling up, he says something to Ve Mundr. "So, you are saying that those men might not be our enemy?" He grins. "While I can understand the beginnings of this - " he struggles with the word 'concept', " - my men will have some difficulty." He shrugs, and mounts up.
((Plans and marching order, please, folks!))
Falin Friday October 6th, 2006 2:05:42 AM
After his chat with K'Nara, Falin has the elves form up into their groups and calls them all in close. Looking at the skeleton Falin says, "You must learn to set aside your past predjudices against others if you have them. You are going to see things and have to work with people you may not have heard good stories about." He turns back towards the elves. "But bing a hero is not about the stories. It is about the deeds you do and the choices you make. If any of you don't think you can work with an Orc or work around skeletons called up to perform a noble service then it is too late to change your mind and you might as well accept that you are here. We are going to work together with everyone as a team and we will succeed."
He looks over them all one last time, "The stories are just a benefit of being a hero." He says with a smile. "Just remember to have patience with people that may not know your ways. Listen to the Orcs when they speak and you may even pick up some of their language. Do not be afraid to talk to them if they want conversation. You will find they just want to protect their people and their homeland just like us."
"I do not know how far we will march today, but I want to practive on some recon type things today. As we march I want one team to break up into two groups and go out on our flanks about 100 feet to keep an eye out. I want you to work out a rotation between all 4 groups. I will mingle amongst you all today as we move."
Falin turns to Lian, "Sir monk, do you have anything else you would like to add? Anything you would like them to work on today?"
Mordrid Friday October 6th, 2006 10:41:28 AM
Mordrid is the first to mount, pressing the group as always to break camp and get moving. Trotting by the skeleton charade, Mordrid dryly jokes with K'nara. "Half this camp wont salute on command. Does that make them undead."
Mordrid defers all order plans to Valdor. Assuming he will be scouting, he takes off a quarter of a mile, but well within eye-sight of the group. The ranger wants to see if the caravan has broken camp yet.
Valdor Friday October 6th, 2006 12:00:10 PM
Valdor watches the goings on around him with satisfaction. For so long, he has issued orders and made final decisions that made his head want to explode. Not that the others weren't at least as capable as he at such things, noone wanted the responsibility on their shoulders squarely, and he always was okay with that.
He begins to laugh when they figure out the skeletons will be part of their army. The irony of all of this, he doesn't miss. Many of his greatest adversaries over the years are now his allies. Orcs, undead, and then the feelings for a drow ef after he had killed so many of each during his life. His eyes have finally opened that there are simply no certainties anymore. Whatever happened to: see an orc, know its an enemy. See a skelton, destroy it. He just laughs and enjoys himself. He cares not a bit that people are probably looking at him funny.
He says to Nick,"This whole thing is hilarious. When we were called to witness the vision, who would have dreamed we'd be in league with orcs and skeletons chasing a caravan all over Izen? Not to mention letting Ga'alian clerics hang around. And I have fallen in love with our new drow companion, to boot, which is the most redeeming thing of the whole adventure. Am I the only one who sees the humor in all of this? Ve, hit me in the head with your hammer and make sure this is real...except for my feelings for Cori, which I know are real."
He has tears running out of his eyes after a minute or two and then finally settles down. Still chuckling, he calls the Dragons and Talons together and says,"Let's mount up and head to the coast at the most direct route possible. This caravan man will beat us there, but we don't want him to have a lot of time to organize anything against us. Let's get Dahlia back. Also, visions are not my strong suit. You guys and gals revisit those visions and see what has already happened and what hasn't happened yet. Maybe we can sift through this and get a clearer picture of what we face, particularly the battle scene, and what the lady told Dahila at her reading. We can get together when we camp tonight and discuss this."
He saddles up his horse and Cori's and rides next to her for most of the day, occasionally moving around and checking on the elves morale and making sure there are no fights or bickering. During the ride, he asks Cori about her life and adventures, sharing a few stories about the Gold Dragons and before, when they were made Knights of the Realm. He doesn't take any credit himself for victories, only praises the group and their efforts. He tells her of Odysseus and Guido, Clangden and Aries, Roscoe, Joe, and so many more. He finishes with,"..and through all those different heroes and over a hundred adventures, Mordrid has been there with me.
How we both kept our sanity through all of that, I couldn't tell you. But, while he has little tolerance and is a very focused man, he is also capable of heroic deeds and has a big heart. You just haven't gotten to see his heart yet. He would die for me if I asked him to and not even question why. Of course I'd never do that, but you get my meaning. One day, I should write a story of our lives and adventures, good and bad."
When she talks, he listens intently and doesn't interrupt. He is genuinely interested and wants to learn more of this amazing woman.
(Valdor will be in the middle of the group on one side-edited by SteveH-sorry about that Jan)
Lian (88hps, AC 37) Friday October 6th, 2006 3:39:09 PM
The truth is, Lian would love to command a platoon of skeleton, but thinks someone of military tactics should do it instread. "Each of us can control, literally, a handful of skeletons. I'd like to have a hand in casting down several dozen."
To Falin. "Master archer, I suggest that they work on dodging melee blows long enough that they are able to pelt their assailant with arrows. Manuevering long enough to avoid a sword strike is important."
Dahlia Friday October 6th, 2006 5:15:26 PM
When the talons and Plats are called togther by Valdor, Dahlia too goes along in the wake in order to hear what is being said. When Valdor mentions her name she responds via earring. Valdor, as you know I am here. I'm just not "here" so to speak. Would you prefer that I be visible again? If so I will rejoin you in a few.
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Ingrge, having made sure that the orcs have seen him appear to be old feeble and easily scared, he totters along with the others when the group is called together.
As he makes his way through the masses he "observes" each erson closely and carefully looks around at things and people as the group meets.
Corialote and Amarth Saturday October 7th, 2006 12:42:39 AM
Cori has been near the middle of the group lost in thoughts. Pouring through all of her past history she could not understand how she had not found love sooner. Was it destiny or something else. As Valdor moved back in her direction she could not help but feel the increase in her own pulse. She listens to him talk, not only hearing what he is saying but just listening to the sound of his voice. Once again she is grateful that her kind do not show blushing that well as she finds her thoughts wandering to other things.
It starts slowly at first as she starts to talk of her past. "I remember many things of my past...my elven heritage allows me to travel back to past events...though I do not relive my past as many do. I was born under a dark moon and supposed to be destined for great things. My stuttering was something that should have seen me killed shortly after my birth and it was discovered. My brother despised me as did my father..I interfered with their political aspirations. My sister just pitied me as did my mother....well actually she came to hate me." A few tears trickle down her cheeks as she thinks and remembers the life that she did not have. "A nice wizard from the Star Mage Guild took me in...my real family more than wiling to get rid of an embarrassment to them." As she goes on you get the idea that she has always buried herself in her garden or anything involving magic. Contact with outside groups, other people that were not wizards was few. "Friends were something that I felt I could not afford...love was even further away than that. So I dive into my skills...gather my power...at first it was to exact some revenge upon my own family." More tears flow freely as she recounts some of her earliest feelings and comes closer to terms with her past feelings.
She looks to Valdor and gives him a rare smile. "You know, at one time I wanted to destroy my family...not physically...well not at first anyways. I felt and still feel the urge to crush them politically, to strip them of all that they hold dear...to turn them into the street vermin that they thought me to be." Shaking her head she laughs lightly. "Till I came to join up with the Platinums and become a member of this group...that has been one of my sole purposes in life, but now I see that my talents are better used in helping the Wold." She shivers and a haunted look clouds her eyes as if she is seeing something rekindled. "But that thing in the pit...it brought these feelings back to the surface...it offered me what I still secretly want." Glancing in the direction that they are moving she once again shivers. "I have always been in control...ever since I was taken in by my former Master...but back there..." She leaves it there but the haunted look still remains in her eyes despite the smile upon her face.
K'Nara d20+11=20 Saturday October 7th, 2006 1:51:47 AM
K'Nara first addresses the orc who finds himself in command of the skeleton:
"There, now--you who were at the bottom of your order will now know what it's like to be in command. Use your power wisely and you'll likely find yourself higher in the pecking order."
However, Mordrid's comment does make K'Nara smirk.
Falin's dialogue with her has the human blade singer concerned. She considers the behavior and urges he's describing and tries to recall if there is something that smacks of arcane persuasion about it...
(OOC: K'Nara's made a voluntary Spellcraft check to see if there's some kind of spell or curse on Falin; check total is 20.)
Meanwhile, Gunther's suggestion about mixing the ranks has merit.
"Sounds good--pitch it to Borden." she agrees with his idea.
Brother Bertram Saturday October 7th, 2006 9:14:32 AM
Bertram eyes the skeleton for another moment, then bows slightly, shrugs and heads back to the others. It appears the army does indeed grow. He sends a prayer to both Domi and Gargul for guidance for the coming days.
Milo Saturday October 7th, 2006 11:11:22 AM
Milo listens attentively to Olana, and checks the hoof of each horse, cleaning each with deft fingers as though he were preparing a lock for entry. Even though, he is hesitant, since the horse is a living creature and not an inanimate object to be manipulated so easily. He asks each animal permission in turn, "Okay sir horse, Olana says this is for your own good, so take 'er easy." The halfling takes a lack of response as acquiescene, though shys away from more spirited steeds.
"Not sure what they're doing with the skeleton, though they still really creep me out. I can't help but remember the dark house we visited just after I joined up with the Talons." Milo shudders at the memory, though he speaks no more on the subject.
Valdor Saturday October 7th, 2006 12:58:59 PM
Hearing Lian, Valdor says,"Be careful what you ask for. Whoever controls them will not be able to do that and fight when the battle comes. Ve needs to keep them all for now...and keep them under lock and key. We don't want the wrong person getting control or in our battle, we may find ourselves facing another foe. I want none. I will be in a fevered pitch when the battle is raging and don't want my skeletons attacking the wrong people."
With his conversation with Cori, Valdor says,"Ah, my dear, revenge is a powerful soulmate. You are not so different from Mordrid in that regard. However, destroying them would bring you no real satisfaction. They are who they are because of their upbringing. The best thing is not to bring them down, but to amaze them and shame them with YOUR accomplishments. That is the best revenge you could have. When they see what you have done in life that far exceeds their results, you will have your revenge tenfold, without casting a spell at them.
When they learn that you have become a valued member of the Platinum Dragons, that will be like a hot dagger in their side. I would think they know of us. When they see you have become such a highlyskilled mage, they will be sick that they didn't keep you in the fold. And, I don't know if they've heard of me or not, but if they have, they will be jealous of what you have found that they can never have. And you know what most drow families don't have. I'm not referring to me or my skills with the blade, I'm referring to that four letter 'l' word."
There it was...he basically said it. For all his prowess in battle, his ability to handle politicians, even kings and the Emporer of Ailsidur, he just can't find the right way to say it. He can't hide his blushing like Cori can, but he just shrugs his broad shoulders.
Clearing his throat, he scans the horizon and all surrounding territory for movement. He figures that there will be more attacks, or at least spies. He then says quietly,"Dahlia, only if you want to become visible. Just keep in contact every so often. I am concerned when I can't see you. If something happened to you, we wouldn't ever find you."
Falin (2nd Post) Sunday October 8th, 2006 1:12:52 PM
Falin will pull Lian off to the side after their conversation with the elves. "I appologize for not thinking of your input early. I want you to know I appreciate any help you can give. I am working on incorporating help from others. Please, give me the proverbial kick in the pants when I forget." He gives the monk a warm smimle and a hug/pat on the back.
"I am trying to look for some type of inner peace and when you have time I would like you to tell me more of your faith. I know we began the conversation before, but we were sidetracked with our current endeavor." Falin pulls out his holy symbol. "Right now I follow Wardd. I always figured everyone could use a little luck, but I feel like my luck has changed recently."
Nick Monday October 9th, 2006 12:50:50 AM
Nick looks around at the combined group as Valdor laughs about their current situation, and he smiles in return. "Well," he replies, "I hope that old girl was right about that prophecy of hers, otherwise we're all going to look somewhat foolish. I get the feeling we'll find out, sooner or later."
Personally, Nick is just happy those Aisildurians haven't jumped him yet. And the way things are going, that situation seemed unlikely.
Before he mounts up, he thanks Olana and Milo for looking after his horse. He'll ride wherever he's needed, in the main group, toward the front, ready in case of misfortune.
Olana Monday October 9th, 2006 1:01:00 AM
Olana finds herself chuckling quietly to herself as she listens to Milo talking to the horses. She has no fear of him being stepped on or bitten. In her experience, horses, those used to riders that is, knew the score. They knew what was good for them, and this, like grooming and being fed and watered, was something they'd easily tolorate. Better than going lame.
She gives Nick a cursory nod after he says thanks then wanders over to K'nara. "Do you want us up front, or at the back?" she asks.
Aeralia Monday October 9th, 2006 2:58:48 AM
"I don't want to use them," Aeralia adds plainly to the conversation about the skeletal warriors. She doesn't want to start anything with her companions, so leaves it at that, despite her thoughts on the matter.
Aeralia will march silently when the groups head out, electing to stay on foot, rather then any sort or mount others might offer her. She takes her place at the back of the group, as far back as the others allow. She keeps to herself for the most part, and her clothing remain dark and shadowed, her visage gloomy and bleak. Her skin is much paler then normal, and dark bags hang under her eyes. A single black ribbon in her midnight hair replaces the normal frilly and bright hair decor.
Posting Reports for Monday October 9th, 2006 5:17:31 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons for the Week of Oct 2,2006
ADM Ceil - Good in the Posting (If you look at it side ways>
Ve Mundr Monday October 9th, 2006 9:57:31 AM
Ve watches as the skeleton snaps in obediance tot he orc which dropped the tooth, "Answers that then and leaves another question. Duration. Are the skeletons here until destoyed, can they be dismissed or is there a duration like a summoning spell?" Adressing the orc by his actual name, Ve asks him to thank the warrior for his service and that it may go now in peace. Ve certainly agrees with Valdor in that he has no intention on giving any of the teeth to anyone. "I shall hold onto then for now Valdor, No problem." With that Ve takes them from the sack and places them into his HHHaversack.
Ve will assist in breaking camp and will assume a position in the center of the column on his carpet at a height of 50'
Lian Monday October 9th, 2006 9:58:38 AM
"Understood." He murmurs to Valdor.
When Falin grabs Lian, the monk listens and then responds. "No problem, this battle is heavy on all our minds and it is hard to stay focused. You are the best person to support the archers though.
As for following Warrd, luck is important and several of us follow multiple Gods. Bertram follows Domi and Gargul. I'm thinking about studying Alemi soon in addition to Domi. I think Milo use to follow Pantheon or was that Alemi. So, as you well know, the group has a wide spread of discipline. Your spiritual center is your own and whatever allows you to find inner peace is for you to discover. But, if you want a guide for the teachings of Domi, I am not the one to ask. I learned from Brother Bertram. He was a great guide for Domi. Now, if it is discipline and balance, thats another issue. I can help you with that. I learned that in the monastery; Domi wasn't even part of my teachings initially."
Mordrid Monday October 9th, 2006 11:40:20 AM
As Mordrid goes up and down the line, he can not help but notice Aeralia's condition. Coming back up on Nick, the ranger asks, "I think you should go check on Aeralia. I don't think she's doing too good."
Pushing the horse off to the east, he watches his riders from afar.
DM Jan Monday October 9th, 2006 2:22:14 PM
With the ground drying rapidly in the morning sun, the group sets off.
The skeleton refuses to disappear. It's only reaction - another slam on the sheild with the flat of its blade, an obstinate gesture perhaps, like it's eager to get on and do something. The orc who raised it is none too pleased when the thing follows him consistantly, and discovers that the skeleton can run at quite a clip.
The orc leader,Borden sends four riders out ahead, and sends another two to either flank to join the elves. The going is 'brisk', and those on foot have quite a task to keep up with the general enthusiasm of some of the riders to get ahead.
At one point the group's path follows the ridge of a hill that looks like the boney spine of a huge beast, where wind has torn away the soil, revealing the pale limestone beneath. One of the orcs warns the elves and Mordrid on the eastern flank, explaining in gutteral common to be wary of holes in the ground. Being made of limestone, the hill is honeycombed below the surface with tunnels, where a hole could drop a man 70ft into the dark. It's a start perhaps, of the group working together.
K'Nara's discreet examination of Falin reveals nothing of any absolute consequence. There's nothing to see, as such. Nothing visible. Yes, he seems on edge, but this was Falin, who'd been wandering Fae Skemeir a time too many. Heck, if she was to take an honest look at the Platinums, it might seem that some of them had a screw loose, too. None of either of these groups were of the ordinary, run-of-the-mill. Not any more. 'Adventurer syndrome', perhaps? Still, the fact that the elf had expressed concern... maybe it causes her to think on some of their last encounters and locations. Maybe a clue was there. And yeah, those Ga'al clerics were enough to freak anyone out, their chests looking like so much raw meat.
Those scouting ahead with the orcs will note the creatures' ease at traversing this land. They're used to it, and their tall, swift, warhorses are as surefooted as goats.
On the flanks, there are a couple of brief encounters with curious and hungry animals, but nothing more. These encounters provide four spotty animal pelts, meat, two 4ft long horns, and from the belly of a particularly belligerant lizard - a partially digested human corpse clutching a giant ruby. The orcs want the horns and some of the meat. Their fast and efficient butchery is quite a feat to behold, if maybe a little hard on the stomach.
Then, around mid-afternoon, the horizon seems to drop away directly ahead. There are sounds of birds, and the scouts find the following -
- many wheel ruts in the ground, but where the ground underneath had been shored up with gravel here and there. - two small, distinct areas where there are footprints trampling a small area of ground, and there are scraps of food - apple cores, small bones, nut shells, lying around. But whoever was there, is now gone. - the smell of the sea coming in from the south on a strong breeze. - a few stubby trees and shrubs, but a sharp nothing beyond, as though there is a cliff edge ahead.
Up in the air, Ve Mundr can see the glitter of sun on sea, on the horizon.
Mordrid Monday October 9th, 2006 5:15:57 PM
Upon notice of the trade winds, Mordrid breaks into a gallop ahead of the group. As he comes upon the next rise, he braces against what might be a gut wrenching sight.
His instincts warn him, and his fears are vividly painted in his imagination; a bay... packed tight and far with war ships, matching emblazoned sails bellowing in the wind, on each a great iron fist...
or maybe nothing at all; just a gentle slope wondering down to a peaceful seaside village.
Only the next vantage point would tell.
Brother Bertram Monday October 9th, 2006 6:22:24 PM
Bertram follows along with the others, still keeping an eye on the skeleton warrior, but feeling much more relaxed over it. He looked about also as they marched, trying to get a good estimate in his mind of how many troops there were...as well as how many could actually be trusted.
Ingrge / Dahlia Monday October 9th, 2006 6:55:12 PM
Ingrge catches Moon Shadow up, readies her for travel and gets mounted up along with the others as they take off. During the ride Ingrge stays near the front keeping an eye on a small dark figure up ahead and to the right of everyone else. Smiling to himself he wonders about the little halfling and quickly makes up his mind that she and his wife should never ever meet.
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Dahlia acknowledges Valdor's comment and remains invisible. Making sure that Father Nicholas will lead her pony along. She checks in with him for a moment to see if he was doing alright and assuring him that shee too was fine. As the party moves out She contacts Mordrid and lets him know that she is taking the right side for scouting so that they didnt run amok of each other.
K'Nara d20=3 d20=6 Monday October 9th, 2006 6:56:21 PM
K'Nara marches with the archers, continuing to circulate amongst them in an effort to show that even humans can be true allies with elves.
She continues to reflect on Falin's concerns, but nothing is yielded from her concentration. (OOC: her voluntary Intelligence check is 3; spent one Hero Point to reroll, but that one is only 6. Oy!)
While returning from socializing with the archers, K'Nara notices that Aeralia is still experiencing a bit of doubt. The tall blade singer ambles over to the sorceress.
"Listen," she addresses the raven-maned young woman, "It's quite natural to question your circumstances--not only have you been accepted into the Talons as one of our friends, but you're also on a mission with THE premiere adventure grou in the Wold--the Platinum Dragons.
"I know that all this is intimidating...but, ultimately, you should just have faith in yourself. I had been observing you and gotten the observations of others whose opinions I trust. Everything so far tells me that you are a very good fit for the Emerald Talons. Be yourself and have faith in that, Aeralia, and I'm sure everything will turn out all right."
Corialote and Amarth Monday October 9th, 2006 9:12:26 PM
Cori nods to Valdor as she listens to what he has to say. "I had thought for so long that I had put those feelings behind me...but that thing in the pit is the one that brought them back to the surface." Her face pinches for a few minutes as she cannot help but feel a little out of control...on two fronts.
Her head jerks about as Valdor more or less says he loves her and she finds it endearing. "Valdor...." She looks around to see who is close at hand and then decides to chance it anyways. "I love you too." She makes a mad dash on horseback towards the front of the group, not believing what she has just said. Still she can feel in her heart that it is true and with a little more certainty in her voice. "It is true."
Amarth lands on her shoulder about this time and nuzzles her cheek. "I told you Mistress...the signs were there." Her familiar seems as happy as she is about the news and that they have said what they must to each other. "It will get better and easier Mistress...he is a good man." With that the raven takes to the air and leaves her deep in thought.
She does turn in her saddle to look at Valdor and watch him for a few minutes, that same smile upon her face.
Valdor Monday October 9th, 2006 11:32:52 PM
Valdor smiles when Cori, the quiet, introverted drow, finally says what's on her mind and he nods his agreement. He watches her go with a yearning, but gives her this space. He understands what she has just done and knows she needs to have some time. He sees her turn around and he's still smiling. After allowing himself a few minutes to enjoy the situation, he heads off to find Lian. He gets him off to the side and says to the monk,"I wasn't giving you any order, my friend. I think your talents will be needed in the pitched battle we surely face. Such distractions, I do not want for myself. I once commanded troops in battle and it was hard for me to do my thing when I had to be concerned about what my troops were doing. Now, you obviously wouldn't need to fear for their safety as I did, but you wouldn't want to have to monitor who they were fighting, what flank they were covering, and all that mess when in a fight. You will want to protect your friends and help cover their backs, if the vision showed us correctly. You have a much more difficult task, I fear, than ordering some skeletons in combat. As do I. You know K'Nara, she'll be right down there in the middle of it and will have enemies all around her. I'll stay near enough to get to her if she has trouble, but I need you and your speed and defenses to be ready to come to her aid, if necessary. Don't let her know. She wouldn't like it. But you must help keep her alive.
I am going to retire soon, and hopefully, if all goes well, you Talons will take your place as Dragons and replace us as the premier group in the Wold. She is the leader and must be watched and protected, no matter what she says. A monk has skills no ordinary warrior like myself has: Speed and defensibility. If something goes wrong, I think you're her best bet to get her to safety. No offense to Gunther, of course. And, this may never come to pass, but be ready if it does."
Gunther Tuesday October 10th, 2006 12:01:26 AM
The warrior hangs with the orcs as long as he can and then he tries to hitch a ride with K'nara. He looks over at her as they ride along then he stares out at the countryside as they travel. He watches the groups travel together in relative harmony. If orcs and elves can get along, what next. Gunther casts a quick glance at Valdor and Cori. Hmmm...half-elf and drow. Yes..that was good. Gunther loses himself in thought along the way...which is a very rare thing indeed!
Falin Tuesday October 10th, 2006 3:45:39 AM
Falin continues walking throughout the day watching for holes as they continue. He finds it fascinating that this entire area is made of limestone. Given more time it would be beneficial and exciting to explore under this area more extensively. No doubt there is a maze of interconnecting tunnels through out here. The possibility of grand caverns and such deep underground causes the hairs on his arms to rise slightly.
"Lian," Falin begins. "Do you miss the days of simple dungeon exploration? I find myself thinking of that sometimes. I would like to come back here some time in the future and explore some of these holes in the limestone and see if there is anything underneath. Maybe when I retire." He says that last statement with a bit of a smile on his face.
Until he can figure out what is going on with himself Falin is going to avoid the 'missionaries' as much as possible.
Lian Tuesday October 10th, 2006 6:33:07 AM
To Valdor, "I'm glad you have faith in me. Knara is capable. She shouldn't require my help. I'm worried about the fragile members of the group. Olana has been through alot in Horrowed Moon recently. Falin was in Fae Skemir for a long time. And there is something brooding in Bertram, he's never this quiet. And Gunther is worried about Knara all the time. So I have all the faith in Knara that you have in me. She is strong."
To Falin, "I have wanderlust, thats why the masters in the monastery let me go, I was driving them nuts. All my questions about life, death and reality. Etcetera. I think they got tired of me. I still haven't satisfied my curiousity."
The monk begins to wonder to himself. Could I really be this important to the fight? Why do people always depend on me? Am I leader material after all? Doubts and concern flood the elf.
Aeralia Tuesday October 10th, 2006 11:46:50 AM
Aeralia listens to K'nara quietly, nodding slowly as the Talon's leader makes her points.
"I...I know, its just..." Aeralia starts, then stops with a sigh. "I'll try, miss K'nara. I will try."
The sorceress doesn't seem to take K'nara's pep talk to heart however, the young woman's demeanor and appearance not showing any noticable change.
Ve Mundr Tuesday October 10th, 2006 1:05:38 PM
Ve sails through the open air above the din and dirt of those riding and walking and gives a small prayer of thanks to Domi for the solitude the carpet grants him at times like these. It was much easier to think and reflect without the smell and noise of travelling with such a large group. What to do with the skeletons? that was the big question. It seemed Domi was helping supply them with a grand force, which only meant that it would be needed and the blast of salt upon the air signalled that the time was drawing close indeed.
Soon they should convene a war council and Ve tells Valdor of exactly that in the earpiece. "I can see the open sea, though not the coast. Mordrid is riding ahead for a look. We need to stop and hold council." For Ve's part, he would desire to be in the thick of battle, a bastion of good and banner point for the others to rally about.
DM Jan Tuesday October 10th, 2006 7:53:14 PM
Over the cliff -
The biting wind, blowing in from the coast, hits the scouts first.
The track goes down to the right, then angles back, and forth again, onto a flat piece of grassy terrain. Below is a scene of abandoned chaos. Any trees in the vicinity have been chopped rapidly to ragged stumps. In places, the ground has been pounded to mud from both foot and cart traffic, but there is no sign of this traffic now. Gates flap back and forth against hastily erected corral fences, and the wind tears at the canvas of abandoned tents causing it to snap noisily. There are piles of supplies and junk lying around everywhere, clothes flapping on a drying line, steam rising from put-out fires next to overturned cookpots.
And beyond - the coastline, where there is a single jetty stretching out into the water. A big boat is tethered there.
And beyond that - there are three more of these big boats visible in the far distance, heading out to sea, toward what looks like a rather odd, glittering rainbow.
The men from the caravan can be seen down below, herding themselves and their cargo of horses through the mess. It looks like they're heading for the boat.
Nick Tuesday October 10th, 2006 7:55:36 PM
Nick rides up alongside Aeralia. "Do you want to ride for a while? he asks. "I don't mind walking."
If the girl takes him up on his offer, then he'll place his helm and gauntlets on Dahlia's pony, to lighten his load a little. "I can smell the sea, so it shouldn't be far now."
Olana Tuesday October 10th, 2006 7:57:34 PM
Olana sniffs the air. "Ever been to the sea before?" she asks Milo as they ride along. "it would be nice to take a look without having to go straight into battle, but I suppose we'd better have our weapons ready, just in case."
She looks ahead, to see if there is any news from the scouts.
Falin Tuesday October 10th, 2006 10:02:40 PM
Looking at the reckless destruction below Falin's spirits sink. How could anyone just destroy an entire area like that and then move on?
OOC: How far are we from the ship and the people running to the ships? With us being at a higher elevation would we be able to get an arrow there?
Milo Tuesday October 10th, 2006 10:07:03 PM
"No... I never have." The halfling's eyes go wide as he takes in the scene, though he unconsciously draws his short sword and rests it along his shoulder.
Mordrid Tuesday October 10th, 2006 10:09:53 PM
Mordrid stops his horse on the zenith, looking down below he takes in the scene. Not the scene he had imagined, but equally disturbing. It never fails to amaze him the distruction of the human war machine, in all its capacities.
The tradewinds whip his hair about as he turns back to see his motley troupe coming up behind, up the rise in a dark and whinding mass.
He removes his gloves, leaning over to pat his mount's thick neck; comforting himself more than the mare, from the vision before him.
Following the ships' wake out to sea and beyond the magical rainbow; "Well I'll be... never before have I seen such a thing in these parts."
Is this aura a sign of the fleet's destiny, or the childlike naivity of the magical land beyond they plan to destroy?
Regardless it was clear his troupe was too late to stop it.
Gunther Tuesday October 10th, 2006 10:46:10 PM
Riding along with K'nara is almost intoxicating. The smell of her auburn hair warmed by the sun. It was a perfect day...until they make it over the rise. Seeing the destruction and the sailing fleet, Gunther sighs. Battle will come soon...sooner than he thought. And with it, the chance of harm to K'nara. Gunther reaches out briefly and touches K'nara's hair. "You need to talk vith Valdor. Go to him." he says softly.
Corialote and Amarth d20+39=50 Tuesday October 10th, 2006 10:51:13 PM
Cori comes up to the rise and stops her horse near Mordrid. She gives out a gasp as she looks upon the destruction that splays out before her. "No...such destruction." She looks over to Mordrid with tears appearing in her eyes. She had taken a great liking to all things green and to see this breaks her heart. "Can it be repaired?" Her voice is extremely quiet as if she can hardly bare to speak.
As her eyes settle further out to the ships she shakes her head. She knows that she has a duty to perform up to standards and fights to put current thoughts from her mind. She instead studies the rainbow effect that is before the ships.
Amarth is speechless for once as he sees the trees reduced to stumps. A lively stand of trees that had been striped bare for the use of an invading force. No thoughts of the rape they have just performed upon the Wold herself.
[spellcraft 50]
Mordrid Tuesday October 10th, 2006 11:42:21 PM
The ranger reaches out and puts his bare left hand around Cori's and squeezes tight, "This land will see many more sunrises past ours, and it will heal."
Turning his horse around, "War council!"
He gallops toward Valdor and shouts over the air, "the last ship must be taken before it sails! LINE UP IN FORMATION!!!"
"We will need this ship. Do not damage it!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday October 11th, 2006 12:24:52 AM
Bertram eyes the sight, his mouth formed in a grimace. The rainbow looked disturbing, unnatural. But then he looked around at the odd group he was traveling with. Not much seemed normal right now. His mouth twisted in a grin. He couldnt help but wonder what his folks would think of him becoming a sailor.
Valdor Wednesday October 11th, 2006 12:28:03 AM
At the others' reactions, Valdor gallops up to the front. He is shocked for but a second then says,"Amazing how easy it is to destroy what takes years to build. We know some druids who would come to this place to see what can be done to speed the healing of this land. It will take time, but it will be fine. But, they're going to pay for this."
Looking out across the water, Valdor asks,"Can anyone tell what that rainbow is made from. As Guido would say,'That's not natural.' I wonder if it transports the ships and its passengers and cargo to another destination. Anyone ever seen that before?"
He has that look on his face as he stares toward the rainbow. That one that Mordrid and some of the others have seen before...he's hacked off and somebody's going to die.
K'Nara d20+9=28 Wednesday October 11th, 2006 2:31:24 AM
It was a lovely day to be marching along--until K'Nara saw the devestation left by the camping troups.
"No forethought--no discipline!" she snorted. "They just used the land for themselves and didn't give a fig how they left it." The leader of the Emerald Talons eyed the mysterious rainbow out at sea.
"Ingrge...Aeralia..." she asked the two known mages of the group, "...does the rainbow out there...ring any bells with either of you..? Or either of you, Brother Bertram...Lian...?" K'Nara dredged her own memory for any scrap of arcane legends or knowledge that might give the group a clue as to what that rainbow might mean.
(OOC: K'Nara made a Knowlege (arcana) roll of 28 total.)
Meanwhile, as Mordrid calls for the last ship to be taken, the tall blade singer frowned.
"Perhaps the fame of the Platinum Dragons can 'persuade' the ship's captain to allow us to use the ship..?" she suggested.
Valdor Wednesday October 11th, 2006 11:08:16 AM
Valdor shakes his head and replies to K'Nara,"I am guessing that the 'caravan man', as they called him, sped off to get them off the beach before we got here. I doubt we will find a welcoming party aboard that boat. I think they are running because they knew we were coming. We can ask for transport, but, more likely, we will be fighting our way aboard.
Everyone who saw the vision, think back and see if any of this landscape is familiar for the battle. I think it is not, but I have not the memory for such things."
Lian Wednesday October 11th, 2006 11:15:26 AM
In shock, Lian just shrugs at Knara's question.
Ve Mundr d20+14=26 d20+13=25 Wednesday October 11th, 2006 12:02:36 PM
Ve is not nearly so shocked at the sight, he had been amongst war before and really it did not compare to unfavorably to him than what happens when sentient races first erect cities. The land has always and will always be used for such fashions. It will recover in time and there is no true loss in his mind. The faces of the others and thier outrage councils him to keep this matter most surely in his mind. But he did feel that the group might be calling for a bit more vengence for building some ships and littering than might be warranted, so on that point he speaks.
"Let us not become hasty for blood. They abandonded the camp in haste because of our precense and I would submit more the presence of Borden and the Ailsudians whom they would have probable cause to flee from. They are 'taking' your people as you said." He keeps his tone neutral and factual in meaning.
"The rainbow, perhaps a causeway to The Wold's Cradle. Perhaps this city in need of rescuing was removed from the physical Wold to that place during Ebyron's awakening."
"To the ship, I can teleport myself and 7 with relative accuracy, being able to see it. As to taking it, we would also require the crew would we not?"
Ve also speaks to Valdors question and the vision, "It would be hard to say. The vision we were told about that the elves had involved a fierce battle on the coast with a ship at anchor. It was said to be a calm water though, so an ocean shore seems less likely to me."
[Know Arcane 26 Know Planes 25]
Mordrid Wednesday October 11th, 2006 2:46:21 PM
"Let's not be too practical."
"We're not sailors," tongue in check, "but then again I doubt anyone would survive the swim either."
K'Nara (2nd post) Wednesday October 11th, 2006 7:12:40 PM
The redhead sighed.
"Hope springs eternal..." she said as her suggestion was logically dismissed, then nodded to the ship. "In that case, Valdor, may I suggest that my Talons go in, find the commanding officers and secure the ship rather than try to have everyone storm on in..?"
Dahlia d20+29=40 d20+23=38 Wednesday October 11th, 2006 8:31:00 PM
Out front Dahlia is saddened by the destruction but not surprised. Calling back to Valdor via ear piece she simply asks. "You want me on the boat quickly, to take out the captain? If so let me know and I am there." Or I could simply slow things down for a bit until you get there."
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Hearing K'nara, Ingrge takes a close stare at the rainbow searching his mind for anything.
Spell craft 40, knowledge arcana 38
As the group meets, Ingrge nods as Valdor mentions teleporting. I can take myself and 4 others via a teleport spell as well. That would give us eleven. If that isn't enough to buy enough time for the others to get there then we are truly in bad shape.
Cori (2nd post) Wednesday October 11th, 2006 8:37:38 PM
Cori rides back to be part of the war council and nods her head. "I can also teleport some of us onto the ship...at least that way we can cover a lot of ground fast. They will not be able to take off too fast before we can get down to them." She thinks over the spells she has and smiles. "I also maybe able to slow them down a little from here." She is not above using her spells to get others onto the ship or slowing it down if the need to. "If you did not need it I could just torch it from here."
Spells 0th: mage hand(2), message(2) 1st: burning hands(2), comprehend languages, tenser's floating disk(2), disguise(2) 2nd: extend shield(2), see invisibility, mirror image(2), shatter(2) 3rd: extend fox's cunning(2), lightning bolt(2), hold person(2), haste 4th: stoneskin(2), wall of fire(2), dimension door, extend phantom steed 5th: wall of force, extend greater invisibility(2), empower lightning bolt 6th: extend persistent image, true seeing, shadow walk(2), greater dispel magic(2) 7th: extend mass bull's strength, empower cone of cold, greater teleport, control weather, summon monster VII(2) 8th: incendiary cloud, empower chain lightning, summon monster VIII, polar ray 9th: summon monster IX(2), shapechange, time stop used
Nick Wednesday October 11th, 2006 8:39:02 PM
"What about those guys from the caravan down there?" asks Nick, having come up to look at the scene below. "If we could catch them up, could we pretend to be with them?"
DM Jan Wednesday October 11th, 2006 9:03:21 PM
As Cori, K'Nara, Ingrge and Ve examine the rainbow in the far distance, they all see a defined, inner edge to the bow of refracted light. What should lay within, are the same colours and textures of cloudy sky and sea as the rest of the horizon. But no - the water within is moving differently, it's smoother and has a darker colour, and there are no clouds. It's an enormous portal!
Cori and Ingrge notice something else. Their keen knowledge allows them to see something of the making of it - a tight, powerful weave of energy, and yet, the weave is starting to come undone. Slowly but surely the wide bands of power are beginning to slip loose. There's not much time.
As for the immediate geography. The boat on the jetty is too far away for arrows. It's a good half a mile away and down beyond the water's edge. It's going to take a mad dash (or some other means) to get to it at about the same time as the caravanners.
Borden has been stood listening to what's being said, while his second in command Birk is telling their men in no uncertain terms, that if they have to travel via boat and put out to sea, then by all the Gods they will, and he won't hear any more about it. It is perhaps a daunting thing - this endless, undulating water that stretches out before everyone, with nothing on the horizon but a few unsteady boats, and that magic, multicoloured arc.
The elves are securing their weapons and are preparing to make a dash for it, if given the word.
"Well," snorts the big orc, "standing here isn't going to do anything." He climbs back into the saddle and orders his men down the cliff path, in order to catch up with the men down below. Their horses flatten their ears and break into a half gallop, leaving tufts of earth and a scattering of shale in their wake.
Milo Wednesday October 11th, 2006 10:40:08 PM
Looking down toward the portal Milo remarks to nobody in particular, "Um... if we plan to follow we should be gettin' down there quick." Then directly to Olana, "Can you make our horse go faster?" Milo is all smiles.
Valdor Thursday October 12th, 2006 12:09:40 AM
Valdor nods at K'Nara and says,"Well, can't be leaving my favorite horse behind for who knows how long. So, I'll teleport with the Talons. Ve, Cori, and Ingrge teleport as many as possible and some of the elves can handle the horses while we secure the ship. Get together with your groups and go. Talons, put this ring on and pass it quickly to the next, the last gives it back. Falin, quickly instruct your elves, please."
He then whispers quietly into his earring for all the Plats to hear while everyone is moving,"Dahlia, get aboard that ship and make sure it doesn't sail until we're on it. You go with Ve's group. I also need to know if we can get our horses aboard."
Just before they pass the ring back to him, he smiles and asks K'Nara,"On the beach in front of them, or on the boat milady?"
K'Nara (again!) Thursday October 12th, 2006 12:55:02 AM
"Onto the boat." K'Nara answers Valdor readily, drawing her sword. "We have to secure it as quickly as possible." She then raises her voice and bellows: "Everyone not teleporting--run for that ship NOW!"
Falin Thursday October 12th, 2006 2:21:28 AM
Falin looks to Valdor and then to the elves. Falin will teleport with the rest of the Talons to the ship and instructs the two closest groups of elves to grab the horses and ensure they get to the boat. He instructs the remaining two groups to begin quickly making their way towards the boat. We will meet them there. When the elves get to the ship if we are engaged in combat they are to assist in whatever means they can. Otherwise they are to board the ship and assist in whatever way they can to get the ship to that portal.
Falin readies his bow and knocks and arrow in preparation for the jump.
Brother Bertram Thursday October 12th, 2006 4:21:21 AM
Bertram looks down on the ship and is wondering if they have time when he hears Valdor mention a 'Teleport'. By Domi they might make it after all!
Lian Thursday October 12th, 2006 8:24:21 AM
Being the fastest Talon, and nearly as fast as the horses, Lian hands Poki to anyone nearby. The monk looks at K'Nara and asks, "Should I teleport with the rest or get to the ship?" The monk is obviously planning on running to the ship.
Mordrid Thursday October 12th, 2006 9:49:47 AM
The ranger signals to Falin, and shouts, "I will lead all those going by land. Follow me my Culverwood friends. There's no time to waste."
The ranger points at Gunther's cat, and it begins to multiply in size. (Animal Growth - 4th lvl druid). "Gunther, come with us, and bring your cat too!"
"Heyah!" The ranger digs his heals into Ebony's flanks, causing the mare to bolt down the slope, kicking up stone and mud.
(Animal Growth - shift 1 size, Height x 2, Weight x 8, STR +8, CON +4, DEX -2, NAT armor +2, DR/10 magic, SAVE +4, move up one damage bracket)
K'Nara Thursday October 12th, 2006 10:37:08 AM
The leader of the Emerald Talons nodded at Lian.
"Yes, I'd rather you teleport with the rest of the group." she told him.
Lian Thursday October 12th, 2006 1:20:13 PM
"Shucks, just when I thought I was going to go and be all heroic like, you squash it." Shrugs the elf, then smirks. "Aw well."
Olana Thursday October 12th, 2006 4:19:24 PM
Olana scowls at Lian.
"You're as bad as him," she gestures toward Milo. "He wanted to go tearing down the hill, too." She follows it up with a wink.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday October 12th, 2006 4:46:19 PM
Cori slips out of her horse as she yells out in a commanding voice. "That is a portal for transporting and it is not going to last long." As she moves towards an open area she once again calls out two things. "If you plan to take the horses with you please give them to someone that can take them the long way to the ship. I want seven people over here by me in the next couple of minutes, you will need to form a circle holding hands." She starts the incantation that will open a door that will lead them to the ship. She scans the ship trying to find a place big enough that they all can appear without problems. She will hold the end of her spell till all seven people are holding hands with each other and her.
Amarth is not happy but he stays perched upon his Mistress's shoulder. He does not really like to travel this way but will do it when needed.
[dimension door - 7 people + caster - can travel 1240 feet]
Ve Mundr Thursday October 12th, 2006 5:06:07 PM
The orcs take off on horse back, The talons seem to have thier own transport and Valdor is going with them as well. Didn't leave many Ve wished to take as the front strike force to an entire ship of potential hostiles. Valdor mentioned him taking Father Nicholas and Dahlia, but beyond that who. Mordrid is riding Cori is going of her own accord and well for him then, why not just go with her.
Ve steps near to the drow and brings Nick in his wake, "There is no sense in both of us casting and taking only 2 others. You should do it and take Father Nicholas, myself and Dahlia. Put us on the boat and everyone stay close to me
Lian Thursday October 12th, 2006 5:18:01 PM
Lian looks and Milo and smiles.
Dahlia: AC 32: HP 226/226: Invisible Thursday October 12th, 2006 6:52:33 PM
Having been fairly far ahead of the rest of the group, Dahlia waits only long enough to get Valdor's order before she activates her cape and finds herself standing behind the wheel. Quickly moving to the other side of it she takes a quick look around.
**** Is this correct?
(Teleporting with Valdor) Valdor, K'nara, Lian, Falin, Olana, Milo, Bertram
(Teleporting with Cori) Cori, Nick, Ve, Ingrge & Arelia
(On horse back or on foot)Mordrid, Gunther, the Orcs, The Ailsidurians, and lots of elves
Dahlia already on board ship.
****
Ingrge looks around and sees that most of the people have eoither taken off with Valdor or with Mordrid on horseback and steps up with the others noding with Ve at his suggestion. No Need to waste spell unless necessary. If necessary this will allow some of us to move to another ship or somewhere quickly if needed.
Aeralia Friday October 13th, 2006 12:17:16 AM
(OOC: Sorry, Manager called in sick so i've had 3 14 hour shifts the last few days)
(Previously) Aeralia declines Nick's offer of the horse to ride, but thanks him kindly for his generosity. She continues to shy to herself on the last leg of the trip, staying out of the others way.
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Aeralia blinks in confusion as the plan swiftly shifts into seizing the sea vessel, and talk of teleportation from various mages is suggested, as others begin to race down the hill towards shore.
She glances out of the sea, taking a few hastened steps down the hill, then stopps and looks towards K'Nara, not sure what her leader had planned for her to do.
Nick Friday October 13th, 2006 12:56:36 AM
Nick agrees with Ve's suggestion. "Providing you have no objection," he says to Cori as they get ready to transfer down to the boat.
He'll get ready, steeling himself for the jaunt. Teleportation alwasys made him nauseous.
Milo Friday October 13th, 2006 1:39:01 AM
Milo playfully slaps at Olana's leg, "Where you go I follow, my fair lady."
DM Jan Friday October 13th, 2006 2:14:15 AM
((OOC Note #1 - TALONS ONLY - we'll be switching DMs in the next four weeks, so can we send our new DM - Jim Frick - an up to date character sheet? Thanks! jpfrick1@hotmail.com ))
((OOC Note #2 - racing this weekend. I'm out tomorrow morning until very late Sunday night.))
(Thanks for this, Kent.) (Teleporting with Valdor) Valdor, K'nara, Lian, Falin, Olana, Milo, Bertram, Aeralia. (Teleporting with Cori) Cori, Nick, Ve, Ingrge (On horse back or on foot)Mordrid, Gunther, the Orcs, and lots of elves Dahlia already on board ship.
Dahlia has just enough time to note the following before the others arrive:
The ship is big, with a wide deck, and there are 4 hatches to what might be a hold below. All the hatches are closed, and are spaced evenly along the centre of the deck. The deck itself is long and wide enough to easily accomodate 100 men and their gear, maybe 100ft long from bow to stern. There are two masts. The sails are furled. At the rear, is a railed quarter deck containing the ship's wheel.
The vessel seems solidly made, but it looks as though any finishing touches to the wood have been foregone. In fact the deck itself is a little roughly hewn, as though built in a hurry, and with the minumum of fuss.
The air snaps, and all of a sudden the deck is alive with adventurers. The breeze is sharper, here, and the deck of the ship undulates gently beneath everyone's feet. It seems quiet, deserted.
On the land side, the men from the caravan are approaching with their cargo of horses. Further back, there is a blur of movement coming down the cliff path.
On the sea side - the rainbow-edge portal glitters in the late afternoon sun, maybe a couple of nautical miles away. One of the ships already out to sea looks to be traveling through, and for an instant the portal seems to distort, before recovering it's shape.
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It's been a hair-raising scramble down the cliff path for Mordrid, Gunther and the enlarged black panther. Directly behind them, various elves are struggling to keep the others horses from tumbling and breaking a limb, while their bretheren run alongside and try to help.
On ground packed down hard or trod to mush, the remains of the camp are between here and the jetty. There are tents, clothes, sacks of potatoes, barrels of water and ale, overturned carts. A couple of dogs, their owners gone, come running over wagging their tails and join in with the chase. And all around there are birds, coastal scavengers, diving down to take what they can from the wreckage.
Borden is pushing his team hard, already covering the ground between themselves and the caravanners.
Falin d20+10=17 Friday October 13th, 2006 4:19:53 AM
Seeing they have a few moments before anything could possibly break out and knowing that he is not good in close combat Falin begins climbing the rigging to one of the crossbeams. If there is a crows nest he will climb to that
Once there Falin will again ready his bow and wait.
17 climb check
Dahlia: AC 32: HP 226/226: Invisible disablce device d20+40=50, use rope d20+18=35 Friday October 13th, 2006 6:50:51 AM
Moving quickly, Dahlia tries to secure and latch all but the center hold hatches so people can only come out of the onr in the center. disablce device d20+40=50, use rope d20+18=35
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 Friday October 13th, 2006 10:21:48 AM
He casts Bear's Endurance. You never know.
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours Bear's Endurance, 4mins.
Valdor Friday October 13th, 2006 10:39:48 AM
Valdor concentrates on the deck and lands the Talons there. He nods to K'Nara for the orders and looks around for someone to fight. He moves to where the oncoming passengers will gain entrance to the boat and draws his two swords. He simply stands there, defying any who would try to board with his presence.
Ve Mundr d20+16=19 d20+16=34 d20+14=18 d20+13=14 Friday October 13th, 2006 11:07:40 AM
A quick look and to Ve is seems they are the first aboard. "Does anyone know how to sail? If not I say we continue to another vessel. That portal out there is not staying open forver and may not even stay long enough for us to get underway. Hearing the hatches being manipulated and then noticing them securing themselves he calls out, "Dahlia open one and see if anyone or anything else is even on board!"
Ve knows nothing of sailing, but has another idea. "Cori, you normally prepare summoning spells." he states this as opposed to asking, but soon gets to his point. "A pair of greater Water elementals, one to push our vessel and another to move ahead and slow the ship not yet through the portal, but not sink it." He ends with his eyebrows raising slightly and glancing out to the more disact ships.
OOC: Scott Friday October 13th, 2006 1:21:40 PM
OOC: I don't understand how the ship we are boarding is in relationship to the beach.
Is it anchored 100 ft off the beach? Is it beached in shallow water? How was the caravan planning to get aboard the ship? Are there dingies about the beach? Is the boat close enough that the shallow water can be waded thru? Does the boat have a boarding ramp, or nets?
Jan, please erase this once you have read it.
Another question: how many total people do we have charging forward on horses?
Mordrid d20=9 d20=19 Friday October 13th, 2006 1:35:39 PM
Mordrid continues to barrel down on the beach. When he reaches the caravan he attemps to simply drive thru and directly past them, straight toward the ship.
EARPIECE: "Tell Aerelia to cast an illusion! I have to convince these horses that the sea is solid ground!
"Ride Ebon! Onward!"
The ranger stands up in his stir-ups and begins to cast... (Waterwalk - targeted at 21 horses [including his own] - and Gunther's cat). He will continue on at double speed as far as this turn allows, even onto the surface of the sea. If Aerelia can not cast in time, or simply doesn't have the spell, or Nick can't get to her in time...
(Ride Horse check 24 / animal handling 35) to keep the horse going forward.
Brother Bertram Friday October 13th, 2006 1:49:39 PM
As they board, Bertram immediately barks orders to a couple of soldiers standing by idly and they all begin checking the ship for provisions. He is especially making sure they have enough water for this many people. If not he will see about grabbing a few casks from the piles left behind by the other ships.
K'Nara Friday October 13th, 2006 6:06:49 PM
"Aeralia, you're with us," K'Nara says to the young sorceress, "I want to protect you personally if the need arises."
Once they've teleported, K'Nara sharply looks around her at the deserted deck of the ship.
"Search the decks! Be wary of boobytraps and the like!" she orders in a loud voice, then adds as an aside to Aeralia: "Stick close to me--I don't want anything to happen to you."
Dahlia: AC 32: HP 226/226: Invisible Friday October 13th, 2006 6:17:57 PM
Dahlia hears Ve and once only one hatch is left un latched She nods and responds. "I can take care of both of those things for you Ve, just take a moment."
That said she throws two small clear gems to the deck crushing them. Immediately two large air elementals appear. She immediately sends them on their way to slow the other ships down and to try and keep them from getting through the archway.
Elementals on their way, Dahlia quickly flips the lid of the cneter hatch and steps back to avoid any outgoing missile fire.
*****
Ingrge movbestoward the now open hatch staff in hand, and peers into the depths.
Corialote and Amarth d3=3 Friday October 13th, 2006 8:35:32 PM
Cori nods her head to Ve as she taps one of the tattoos upon her arm. She smiles as she feels the magic take effect and then she starts the casting of a spell. As she finishes the spell she looks around the ship and shakes here head. "The elementals will not be here for awhile and I may need to be a little closer to talk to them." She is not sure how she is going to accomplish all of this and stopping those ships would have been a lot easier, if she could just sink them.
Amarth sits perched upon her shoulder and keeps an eye out for trouble. He is his Mistress's eyes when she is busy with other things.
[dimension door - 7 people + caster - can travel 1240 feet] [summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental] [comprehend language tattoo - ]
Gunther d20+15=21 d20+1=15 Friday October 13th, 2006 11:17:46 PM
Everything was happening so fast! One minute he was beside K'nara and the next she was on the boat! Running as fast as his legs will carry him, Gunther beams his thanks to Mordrid as Theari suddenly becomes huge. Panting heavily (he hasn't run this far in quite some time!!) Gunther kindly asks his kitty for a ride. Hoping on her back (Jump=21), he grabs a hold of her neck and desperately tries to hang on (Ride=15). "We need to get to the boat." he growls into his kitty's ear as they travel forward. "You'll eat well today, I promise!"
OOC: Sorry about the posts, RL has been chaotic.
Ve Mundr Saturday October 14th, 2006 1:39:56 PM
Ve unrolls his flying carpet, "then step aboard and we shall get as close to the water as you need. Water elementals of the size you are bringing should easily be able to slow and likely completely immobilize ships of this size."
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 d20+4=15 d20+10=30 d20+20=23 d20+22=28 d20+8=27 Sunday October 15th, 2006 7:48:23 AM
The monk begins his search. He moves to where he might find the captain's quarters; toward the rear castle. (Search 15, Spot 30, Listen 23, Move Silently 28, Hide 27)
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Bear's Endurance, 4mins (cast after teleporting).
Corialote and Amarth (2nd illegal post) Sunday October 15th, 2006 1:31:04 PM
Cori simply nods her head to Ve and then starts to move in his direction. She will be glad to make use of his flying carpet to get out far enough to talk to the water elementals that will be arriving. "Thank you Ve." With a more impish look to her she just has to add. "Should we have a little fun."
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental] [comprehend language tattoo - ]
Milo d20+16=24 Monday October 16th, 2006 12:25:36 AM
Milo's short sword practically leaps into his hand, and the halfling stands on deck, ready to defend himself and his allies from any possible attack.
Upon K'nara's orders, he moves forward hesitantly, and begins to deliberately seek out further trouble in the form of traps or combatants. (OOC: Search check DC 24)
Posting Report for Monday October 16th, 2006 8:10:21 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragon Game Fot the Week of Oct 9,2006
NAME-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXOX Valdor----XX2OX Modrid----22XXX Fr.Nick---XXXXO Dahlia----XOXX2 VE Mont---XXXXXS Corealot--XXXXXS
Adm Ceil - Ahh! The Cream of the Crop!
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emerald Talons For the Week of Oct 9,2006
Aeralia Monday October 16th, 2006 12:15:37 PM
Aeralia nods briefly at K'nara, blushing a little. She didn't understand why the woman was being protective, and was a little embarassed to be singled out as such. But then, the others were apart of a effective team, and she was an outsider.
The young sorceress stays close to the Talon leader, glancing about the ship, getting her orientation, and looking over the contour of the ship, in case something might need to be done in a hurry.
(OOC: Will Respond to Mordrid's request if she's told to do it by a P. Dragon. didn't want to assume :P)
Lian Monday October 16th, 2006 5:00:38 PM
Lian continues toward the aft castle.
K'Nara d20=1 d20+1=12 d20=7 Monday October 16th, 2006 6:47:41 PM
The tall blade singer wasn't idle while others searched the ship...she, too, probed to make sure that there were no traps and no ambushes-in-waiting.
(OOC: Search check is a dire 1 on the d20 (aack!); Spot is 12; Listen is 7. Sheesh--perhaps K'Nara should invest in some kind of animal assistant..?)
Olana d20+12=31 d20+16=20 d20+17=27 Monday October 16th, 2006 7:27:05 PM
Olana joins Milo and Lian on the search, looking amidships and even over the sides of the boat, just in case.
SEARCH DC31 SPOT DC 20 LISTEN DC 27
Nick Monday October 16th, 2006 7:32:40 PM
Nick watches the others search the ship. Not much for a priest to do other than to keep his eyes open and watch for the others. He walks toward the stern, in Lian's wake, interested in how this craft was steered.
DM Jan d4+1=3 d4+1=5 d4+1=3 d4+1=2 d4+1=2 d20+13=23 Monday October 16th, 2006 7:54:49 PM
My apologies, folks. Although I did mention a jetty (or pier), what I did not tell you was how long it was. Doh! :) The jetty is about 15 feet wide, and stretches out into the water for about 50ft. The ship is tied to the end of it. And yes - there is a ramp. It's pulled up at the present.
On board -
Dahlia discovers that the hatches are easily sealed by sliding a belaying pin through the hastily-tacked-on leather hatch handle loops.
Valdor positions himself next to the pulled up ramp so he can see the approaching caravan men, who are now stood at the end of the jetty, 50 feet away. Behind them, he can see Mordrid and some of the others, thundering up behind.
Falin gets busy climbing up the rigging, up toward the 'top', situated at the same level as the lower yard, which involves climbing over the 'away-angled' futtock shrouds and onto the platform. He has a good view of the deck from here.
As Bertram looks about him on deck, the deck seems clear of provisions, which suggests a search below, or scavenging from what was left behind on shore.
On the poop deck, at the rear of the ship, Lian finds a small metal handle on the floor, right next to the wheel. There looks to be a small trapdoor there.
Some of the others take a look around elsewhere. K'Nara and Olana find nothing untoward, but when Milo sets foot on the "fo'c'sl" (forecastle) near the front, his feet seem to vibrate, accompanied by muffled thuds, like someone or something below is hammering.
Above the boat, the air itself seems to twist as the air elementals take shape.
Over the side, in the sea, the water seems to start boiling as Cori's spell starts to take effect, and both the drow and Ve Mundr now hover nearby, out on the water.
On shore -
Gunther and his big cat race alongside the ranger through the camp. Straight ahead, only yards away are the orcs, who are grinding to a halt, swords drawn and confronting the caravan men. All on shore groups are now at the shore edge of the jetty. The jetty itself stretches out into the water - and at the end of it, is the ship. Valdor can plainly be seen, with both swords drawn.
The man who Ve Mundr knew as Captain Brown, was in the middle of asking Valdor whether he was going to let them aboard or not, but had stopped in mid sentence when the orcs arrive. Now everyone seems to have their weapons drawn.
Meanwhile! Back on board, brave Ingrge peers over the end of the fore middle hatch, and is immediately met by a barrage of magic missiles. DAM 15 SR 23
"Get OFF this boat!" yells a voice from below. "Or I'll kill the crew, and you too!"
Gunther (Riding Thaeri who is Enlarged and has Water Walk) d20+1=18 Monday October 16th, 2006 9:50:05 PM
Continuing to hold on for dear life (Ride=18), Gunther and Thaeri bolt forward. He does his best to guide the large cat away from the orcs, but if it's too crowded, he will urge her onto the water. "We need to get to the ship." he hisses in her ear "The water won't hurt you. But we need to get past the crowd and onto the ship."
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 117/132: Monday October 16th, 2006 10:44:57 PM
More than a bit peeved now Ingrge casts a qick spell and suddenly everyone below deck, in an 80 cubic foot area finds themselves quickly slamming upward against the deck and staying there. Reverse gravity. No save No SR All take equal falling damage for hitting the crieling if more than 10 feet.
Dahlia: AC 32: HP 226/226: Invisible Monday October 16th, 2006 10:47:05 PM
Dahlia stpes back as the missiles fly as if she knew thatwas going to happen. Then she takes a look at Ingrge's face and suddenly feels sorry for whomever just cast that spell.
Moments later she hears the thuds of several heavy things hitting the deck under her feet.
Corialote and Amarth Monday October 16th, 2006 11:42:38 PM
Cori looks to the three forming elementals and smiles. When they are fully formed she looks to the fast disappearing ships. With a hand she points to them and speaks to the water elementals. "I have a task for you that could prove fun....I would like you to push those ships back in this direction...do not let them get further into that portal if you can help it." Looking to Ve she nods her head. "If we follow at a little distance I can give orders or take matters into my own hands....if neccessary." She is hoping that the water elementals can do the job as she might have to use something a little more lethal on the ships.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental] [comprehend language tattoo - ]
Valdor d20+19=35 Monday October 16th, 2006 11:50:12 PM
Valdor booms out,"STAY YOUR WEAPONS-ALL OF YOU! Hear me and make your choice! I offer you this once and only once. You came here for glory and money. I understand that. Understand this, you have a new choice:leave now, or join us. I have no desire to spill any blood right now, but you cannot take this ship from us. I will double, nay triple, whatever you are to be paid for joining this Iron Fist gang. You will fight beside the Platinum Dragons and Emerald Talons, the most powerful adventurers in the Wold! We have joined with Borden and his orcs, clerics of Ailsidur, elves from Culverwood and even will have skeletons on our side that will fight for us and our allies and not against us! Not only will you be rich, but you will have stories to tell your children and grandchildren! You may even become legends yourselves! But, to fight against us is to die and our clerics will know if you tell the truth and will fight with us.
So make your choice and know this:I am Valdor the Dragonstone, leader of the Dragon Consortium, issuer of the Great Call against Marteaus's army and MY WORD and FISTS are IRON!"
In the blink of an eye, one of his swords disappears and a huge emerald, the size of his hand is held out to the captain to show he's serious.(Quickdraw)
(Intimidate DC35)
Brother Bertram Tuesday October 17th, 2006 4:28:58 AM
Bertram readies himself for combat if it comes to that, at the same time praying it does not.
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 Tuesday October 17th, 2006 7:27:14 AM
The monk silently notifies Nick of the door and gestures that he plans on opening it, however then thinks better of it and signals for Milo.
When the halfling appears, he makes a gesture that the door could blow up. (Milo might assume this means it could be trapped.) Charades was not among Lian's favorite games.
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Bear's Endurance, 4mins (cast after teleporting).
Falin Tuesday October 17th, 2006 7:44:09 AM
Falin does his best to steady himself and watches the scean below him unfold.
Ve Mundr Tuesday October 17th, 2006 10:14:26 AM
Ve watches as the waters below the carpet undulate and the sea begins to sift and foam against tide and current. They were there, 3 of them. Excellent The carpet lowers at his command and Cori speaks to them and him. Ve nods his agreeance. Valdor's command issuing through the air, "Follow we shall." Ve sets the carpet to it's maximum speed knowing the elementals will far exceed him, but they would arrive but a dozen or so seconds behind them. Soon enough surely for Cori to alter any instruction they would require.
As they fly, "If necessary then we shall. Can you protect yourself from magic, if not I should like to place a Spell Resistance upon you."
If Cori agrees Ve casts Spell Resistance on her. 22 minutes SR 34.
If she refuses he places it on himself.
K'Nara Tuesday October 17th, 2006 11:34:45 AM
The leader of the Talons immediately joined where Lian was and re-emphasizes his silent request for Milo to check out and open the door. She frowns at the ultimatum that has been shouted by the man "commanding" the ship, never having been one who appreciated a person who threatens others in a cowardly fashion.
Milo d20+18=33 d20+23=39 d20+23=32 Tuesday October 17th, 2006 10:41:34 PM
Milo sheaths his blade as he moves quickly and silently to the door to inspect it thoroughly. Taking his time, the halfling does a good job of it. (OOC: 2 minutes to take 20 on the Search check for a DC 36 result. If anything is found he attempts to disarm DC 33. If there is a lock, he attempts to open it DC 39. Move Silently DC 32.)
Olana Tuesday October 17th, 2006 11:34:12 PM
Looking astounded at the hatch where Ingrge got an eye full, she pulls out her bow and nocks an arrow.
Tking aim at the hatch, she asks "What was that banging, Ingrge? What did you do?"
Nick d8+20=22 Tuesday October 17th, 2006 11:40:30 PM
Nick winces as he hears the magical blast on the main deck. He nods at Lian, then switches places with K'Nara and heads back to the main deck. No sense in Ingrge suffering when there was a cleric on board.
He'll get withion touch range and hit Ingrge for a CURE LIGHT WOUNDS. Healed for 22 HPs
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday October 17th, 2006 11:56:01 PM
Glancing to Ve she nods her head. "Any protection would be a help...I did not pack many spells that would aid myself." She makes a mental note to do that next time or she might just be of no use to the group.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental] [comprehend language tattoo - ]
DM Jan Wednesday October 18th, 2006 12:25:23 AM
On shore -
"Do as he says!" demands the big orc leader Borden, glaring at these human soldiers, before making a big show of slamming his sword back into its scabbard. A nod from Birk, and the other orcs do the same.
The following happens in quick succession -
Taking in his immediate surroundings and making a quick judgement call, the so-called Captain Brown says "Okay. It looks like you've bought yourself some - " He doesn't get any further. Mordrid and the rest of the group arrive, preceded by Gunther streaking past, riding an enormous black panther that dashs straight along the jetty to the boat. And if that isn't startling enough - looking toward the vessel, a man suddenly shoots up into the air, accompanied by a shout of "Wooooah!"
On board -
Ingrge's assailant shoots up, straight out of the hatch, goes whizzing past Falin - not stopping until he's approximately 75 feet up in the air.
And just as Milo has figured out that the hatch on the poop deck appears to be untrapped and unlocked, and safe to enter, the man in the sky sends down a shooting streak of fire!
He's not aiming for Ingrge. He's aiming for the deck of the ship! The fireball lands with a *WHOOOMPH!*. Ingrge, Dahlia, Bertram, Aeralia, Olana, Valdor, Falin and Nick feel the heat, and now have a deck fire on their hands.
From the open hatch there in the centre of the boat, there are sounds from below - "Aagh!" "What the &*(&^! is happening??" " Heeeelp!" "Owww!"
Out to sea -
Ve and Cori hurtle toward the ships about to enter the portal. Both air and sea before them is distorted as elementals of both kinds shift and churn on ahead. Out here there's a bitter scent in the air. Both Protector and sorceress are powerful magic users, and this scent is all too familiar - iron, or dried blood perhaps - always present when a spell of intensity is allowed to perpetuate.
The rainbow-rimmed portal shimmers ahead in the late afternoon light, dwarfing them, the elementals, and the two remaining ships. At this speed the carpet will have them close to the nearest ship in the next round.
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106) Flying?? Wednesday October 18th, 2006 12:58:37 AM
Gunther bolts to where K'nara is, grinning that she is ok. Watching the fire fall from the sky, Gunther winces. He touches his armor lovingly and looks over at K'nara. "You vant me to go take him out?" If K'nara gives him the go ahead, Gunther activates the fly spell and zips toward the floating spell flinger.
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134) Wednesday October 18th, 2006 1:57:09 AM
K'Nara is smiling as Gunther reaches her--but the smile gets wiped off her face when the treacherous mage in the air rains fire on the ship.
"Sonuva b--" the blade singer cuts off her epithet and yells to Ingrge: "Have you got anything to put out this fire..?"
If Ingrge answers yes, K'Nara will take the time to swap out her sword for her bow.
If Ingrge answers no, K'Nara will reach into her haversack and bring out a beaten-up brass bottle.
Ingrge: AC 33: HP 132/132 d20+20=40 Wednesday October 18th, 2006 6:52:00 AM
Ingrge, Quickly begins casting again and targeting the area struck by the magical fire and the magical fire itself casts greater dispel magic. Nat DC 40 (nat 20) Yeah!!
OOC: this post edited by DM Donna--only because player forgot to adjust the PC's hit points after Nick cast a Cure spell on him.
Valdor Wednesday October 18th, 2006 10:59:20 AM
Seeing the mage shoot into the air, Valdor shakes his head and mutters,"Mages.."
He yells to Mordrid,"Can you take him out brother? He's trying to destroy our ride. And captain, come on aboard and get us going. The spell binding the rainbow seems to be failing and we must get through it before it goes. Everyone move!"
He ignores the flames, figuring that the others have it under control.
Mordrid (Water Walk) d20+38=49 d20+38=43 d20+38=41 d20+32=46 d20+27=35 d20+22=23 d8+13=17 d8+13=19 d8+13=21 d8+13=18 d8+13=21 d6=6 d6=1 d6=3 d6=1 d6=3 d6=5 Wednesday October 18th, 2006 11:10:02 AM
As the fireball explodes, the ranger reigns in his horse. The mare rears back from the searing heat.
The ranger traces the fireball back to it's caster in the sky. Wild eyed, he quick draws his bow. Faster than most can comprehend he is pulling arrows from over his shoulder and letting them loose into the air; aimed at the air-borne mage. (+5 arrows w/ flaming arrows)
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 Wednesday October 18th, 2006 2:55:02 PM
(Dear sweet DM seems to have forgotten Lian and Milo's actions? Where are we in all the chaos.)
The monk starts at the shudder from the fireball.
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Bear's Endurance, 4mins (cast after teleporting).
((~~Jan~~ Sorry, Jay - I figured my telling of Milo's results for the hatch would tell those stood nearby that the hatch was okay to enter. Sometimes I'm too subtle for my own good. :) Shoulda made it more plain. ))
Olana Wednesday October 18th, 2006 6:48:16 PM
Olana's head rises, following the trajectory of the spellcaster. As the firebolt comes firing down, she runs to the side of the boat.
"Bring water!!" she yells.
Nick Wednesday October 18th, 2006 6:50:06 PM
"Sounds like there are people in trouble down there," says Nick with a frown. "Didn't that flying idiot mention something about crew?
"Hello!? Who's down there?" he yells.
Corialote and Amarth d20+14=30 d20+12=27 Wednesday October 18th, 2006 7:36:01 PM
Cori continues to watch as they get closer to the ships. She watches for movement upon the decks and the possibility of casters as well. "Keep a watch on the deck as well...we will need to watch for casters on the deck." She watches as the greater huge water elementals are fast pulling up on the ship.
Amarth, from his Mistress's shoulder, snuggles in a little closer as he watches the deck as well for trouble. Right now he does not feel like leaving his Mistress to scout out anything.
[Cori(spot) 30 and Amarth(spot) 27]
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental]
Milo Wednesday October 18th, 2006 8:48:08 PM
Doing his best to remain calm, Milo gives a quick tug and pulls the trap door open, peering inside the compartment below them, even as he draws his short sword.
Falin AC 20 HP 63 d20+34=49 d20+29=46 d20+24=42 d8+5=8 d8+5=11 d8+5=12 Wednesday October 18th, 2006 11:37:12 PM
Falin watches the mage fly into the air only to then watch the fireball crash into the ship. Momentarily startled he draws and fires at the mage.
AC 49 HP 8 AC 46 HP 11 AC 42 HP 12
DM Jan Thursday October 19th, 2006 2:15:35 AM
On and around the ship:
Gunther flies up into the air, his target - the fireball flinging mage. However, Mordrid's arrows get there first, and Gunther gets a very good view of arrow shafts slamming through the spellcaster's body. Blood spatters outward and bones crack, before the man pitches over in the air, and starts to plummet back down. On the journey down, the man's clothes catch fire. Half way down, Falin's own arrows slam into the body, and then the whole arrow-riddled, burning corpse drops with a splash into the sea on the far side of the ship.
The orcs think this is utterly hilarious and break into screams and grunts of laughter. In orcish, one of them mentions the fact that Gunther is up there and that he might have ended up with an arrow through his head. Someone else says it might make him look prettier, and so they all break into laughter again. Gunther's cat, currently bigger than a horse, is pacing rapidly back and forth on the shoreline, all flat ears and bared, formidable fangs. Getting on that boat? You've got to be kidding.
It is at this point that the elves, the Aisildurians, and the group's horses and belongings arrive to join the mob at the jetty.
On deck, the swirling ribbons of magical fire die off immediately as Ingrge's spell makes contact with the remnants of the fireball. Unfortunately - the fireman's triangle - heat, oxygen, and fuel - is still present, and ordinary flames start to lick at the deck and set the ropes smouldering.
Nick's enquiry sent down the hatch gets the following reply - "We're the ^#$%@! crew! Why are we stuck on the ceiling??"
Up on the poop deck, Milo lifts up the hatch and takes a look. He, Lian and K'nara can see that something is jammed, floating up against the opening (courtesy of reverse grav. spell). It looks like a body with hands tied behind it's back. There is no movement to suggest that it is alive.
Captain Brown is getting a chain organised - from water to jetty to ship - passing water along in helmets, hats, anything they can find, over to Olana, Aeralia, Bertram, Dahlia and anyone else on the main deck. "I can help you put that fire out!" the Capt yells to Valdor over the din created by the orcs, "but as for sailing this thing - I bet none of us knows larboard from starboard!"
MEANWHILE!
Ships 1 and 2 are looking alive on deck. Cori and Ve can hear things like - "Haul on the main brace! Bring that sail about!" as the crews struggle to cope with the sudden change of wind presented by the two air elementals. Below their decks, the surrounding waters are beginning to churn, and further progress seems a much more difficult prospect all of a sudden.
Things are looking lively for Ve and Cori, too, as the carpet lurches in the turbulence. Amarth's talons are digging hard into his companion's shoulder. Folk are leaning over the side of both ships and are pointing at this strange sight of a flying carpet and the heavily armoured human male and a slight drow female being carried by it. Both sides are now in range for yelled conversation and ranged attacks.
Falin d20+6=15 d20=7 d20=11 d20+2=19 Thursday October 19th, 2006 5:51:22 AM
If there is a chance that the mage may still be alive Falin can not think of a worse way to die than drowning. If Falin can clear the side of the boat he will dive from the mast and plunge in after the mage to pull him back to the surface.
If there is not a chance of him clearing the side he will come back down and help with the fire and then the sailing of the ship.
Jump 7 Swim 11 Climb 19
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 d20+7=24 d20+22=40 d20+20=39 Thursday October 19th, 2006 8:47:53 AM S'no problem Jan, S'all good. Confusion keeps one on his toes. :)
Lian stands ready to assist, until he sees the body at the hatch. He slowly slides his arm into the hatch and checks for a pulse, signs of life, etc, hopefully avoiding detection by those in the ship. (Heal check 24, Move Silently check 40) He listens below. (Listen 39)
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Bear's Endurance, 4mins (cast after teleporting).
Ve Mundr Thursday October 19th, 2006 11:35:33 AM
Ve speaks into his earpiece, "Valdor, Cori and I are upon one of the other ships. Elementals are halting thier forward progress. I noted the hostile mage back there and we are planning for hostilities here as well. Should we take the ship by force if necessary?" Looking to Cori, "Civility first, forced negotaitions if needed."
The carpet sails ever towards the ship and Ve takes out a small cube and presses a side. "The cube will stop any non magic attack that comes our way." [Cube of Force for Non Living Matter] "Now we shall see upon which side these men stand."
Ve calls to the vessel, "Good Hail! Permission to come aboard!"
edited to take Valdors mentioning of not announcing us
Valdor Thursday October 19th, 2006 2:31:28 PM
Valdor motions them to come aboard and help put things ready to go. After hearing the crew members cursing, he figures these were just hired hands. When Ve calls, he changes his focus. He says,"We don't know much about anyone on those ships. We knew enough about these to not have much to worry about. Be careful and ready to teleport at a seconds notice. If you need me, call and I'll be there in a second. Don't be rash or hasty in judgment. And you shouldn't announce our presence. If a black dragon is what we face, then a little surprise would be nice. Keep this on so we can hear you and Cori."
He waves to Mordrid to organize those at the back and trying to board. He keeps those at the front moving, every few seconds he glances back towards the ship Ve and Cori are on, concern etched into his brow.
Mordrid Thursday October 19th, 2006 2:44:26 PM
Mordrid turns his sharp focus from the humbling experience of murder, toward the immediate task at hand.
Roaring above the clamore and commotion, "CAPTAIN! HOW MANY PEOPLE WILL SHE HOLD?"
Mordrid immediately waves aboard the orcs and the Ga'alites, and with another hand keeps the caravan on hold. He hopes that the previous display of marksminship helps keep the crowd in order.
Noting Gunthers oversized cat on the shore, Mordrid remembers to drop the spell so Gunther can get her on the ship.
Ve Mundr Thursday October 19th, 2006 3:57:41 PM
A mirthful reply comes into Valdors ear, "oh your concerned about my safety, I'm touched."
Valdor Thursday October 19th, 2006 5:12:34 PM
Valdor snorts in laughter and replies,"You're a knucklehead. But, I am concerned when there's only two of our party. I was afraid SHE might have to bail YOU out of trouble."
He laughs and gets back to his task at hand.
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday October 19th, 2006 6:53:31 PM
Dahlia aids with the tossing of buckets of water on the fire thoguh it still is a bit eerie watching a cucket grabbed out of someones hand and then be tossed on the fire by an invisible person.
Ingrge yells back down to the crew below, Get yourselves ready and prepared to fall back to the deck. Prepare yourselves. will dismiss the spell on my count of one; starting from 10. 10, 9, 8,7,6,5,4,3,2,1. As he says one Ingrge Dismisses the anti gravity spell.
(OOC: I am hoping that Milo can/will grab the tied body)
Brother Bertram Thursday October 19th, 2006 6:53:38 PM
Seeing the flames still spreading across the deck, Bertram quickly prays to Domi for assistance. He is answered in the form of a small deluge of water falling from the sky, meeting the flames with a ball of steam rising into the air. He looks to make sure it is enough, ready to pray for even more water if need be. He cant help but feel good that perhaps he has finally contributed in this rather powerful assembly.
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth d20+14=15 d20+12=30 Thursday October 19th, 2006 8:12:12 PM
Cori simply shrugs as she listens to Ve. "Negotiate if you want...but I will be more than happy to stop that ship if needed...or asked to." They have slowed it for awhile but if they have a mage or more than one on that ship things could get ugly. She pulls a pair of wands out of the pocket of her pants and looks at them for a few minutes.
Looking back to Ve she shakes her head. "Do you plan to board that ship if they agree?" She likes that idea even less than the idea of holding her eyes open for a blinding flash. She is way too distracted to pay attention to anything that is going on, on the ship.
Luckily for Cori her familiar and friend is keeping a better eye upon the ship than her. At least through the link they share, she can see what he does.
[Cori(spot) 15 and Amarth(spot) 30]
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 23 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Milo Thursday October 19th, 2006 9:27:14 PM
Seeing what he is up against, Milo retrieves his slippers of spider climb from his haversack with a word, and proceeds to change his footwear on deck, putting his boots of speed into the haversack. Looking to Lian and K'nara, "I'm going in to see what these folk are about."
K'Nara Thursday October 19th, 2006 9:54:25 PM
K'Nara sees the arrows of Mordrid and Falin hit their mark, so in her hands is the beaten-up brass bottle.
She waits for a moment to see if Brother Bertram's water puts out the fire. If it does, she stows away the bottle. If it doesn't, K'Nara will pull out the stopper of the bottle.
Gunther Friday October 20th, 2006 12:38:10 AM
The orc flushes at the laughter and flies back down to the deck. He kicks the deck angrily as he mutters something particularly nasty about showy archers in orcish. Turning his attention to Thaeri, Gunther laughs. "Don't let a little water scare you..this thing is safe." he growls at her, allowing his wreath to translate for her.
Lian AC 37, hps 114/114 Friday October 20th, 2006 10:04:38 AM
Always amazed at the halflings ingenuity, Lian nods and looks on. (Still waiting for pulse/heal check results.)
The hand of Domi reaches out and touches the halfling. He casts Sanctuary. (Will save DC 18, lasts 4 rounds) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Bear's Endurance, 4mins (cast after teleporting). Santuary, 4 rounds (on Milo upon entering hatch)
Nick Friday October 20th, 2006 10:50:17 AM
Nick listens carefully as Ingrge releases the reverse grav spell. "Is there anyone injured down there?" he yells. "We can help you!"
Olana Friday October 20th, 2006 10:53:09 AM
Olana is in the midst of running up to the blaze with a helmet full of water, when Bertram's great deluge descends.
Wet through, her hair plastered to her scalp, she turns. "Who did that?"
DM Jan Friday October 20th, 2006 11:23:31 AM
Up on the poop deck, Lian reaches down to check the body. No pulse, and the flesh feels cool to the touch. The lace frill decorating the body's sleeve cuffs slips through the elf's fingers as the body descends and hits the floor below. It lands with a thud in the gloom below, accompanied by a clatter of inanimate objects. That heralds the release of the reverse gravity spell. No other sound - except for the distant yells of voices somewhere else below, maybe below the main deck. There's a vertical stepladder, leading down.
On the main deck -
The fire is out!
Ingrge and Nick can see someone starting to ascend toward the hatch. It's a man sporting a rather painful-looking black eye, who says - "I'm the bosun. We have a broken arm down there and some cuts and bruises. Have you seen the captain?"
There's no way that Falin can jump into the water from his current position. He'd have to scramble along the yardarm first, and chances are, that mage was dead when he hit the water. However, he can see his elves swarming along the jetty, eager to get on the ship.
Under Mordrid's direction, the orcs dismount and lead their horses toward the ship. The Ga'alians give him a smile and a bow before they also proceed to get on board. Capt Brown shrugs. "Looks like it will take all of us. Might be a bit of a squeeze, though."
Things start to get a little chaotic at the ramp. There'll be gear and provisions to stow, humans, non humans and animals to embark, not to mention a double check to make sure the ship is secure. At least it looks as though the ship has a crew, even if they're a liittle beat up right now.
MEANWHILE!!
Ve and Cori hear "You have captain's permission to come aboard!" as the carpet sends them alongside. The main deck is packed with approx 100 men and horses, all looking their way. There's a group of tall barbarians clad in furs, some orcs; the rest seem to be human, all clad in various types of battle gear.
A man wearing a tricorn hat (<-- overly obvious 'I am the captain' signifier) pushes his way forward to greet these two strangers. "What in the blue blazes is going on?" he asks.
Brother Bertram Friday October 20th, 2006 1:36:22 PM
Bertram ignores the roar of the captain, as he immediately follows the bosun below deck and begins administering aid and healing as needed.
Valdor Friday October 20th, 2006 2:11:05 PM
Seeing the fire out and everyone piling in, Valdor stands at the highest place on the ship where everyone can see him and booms out,"I have no idea how long this voyage will take. We will all be a bit cramped. We will deal with it. There will be no fighting amongst ourselves, or you will face Borden's judgment. I assure you, he is not as nice as I am. If the captain assigns you a task, you will do it to the best of your ability and as quickly as possible. For this, you earn your keep until and if, we actually fight. If you have problems, the tall red haired lady will guide you in a solution. And her word is law! There are some female members aboard. There will be no fondling or groping, or even eyeing of the women, lest you want to lose your hands and eyes. And lastly, unless K'Nara wishes to add anything, when we arrive, you will follow the instructions of any member of the Dragons or Talons without hesitation. We may be in a fight or we may not. Any good questions?"
Mordrid Friday October 20th, 2006 4:35:04 PM
Mordrid now waves the elves aboard, followed by the caravan members; all the while his neck craned to look up at Valdor suspended from the nets.
The ranger snorts.
DM Jan Friday October 20th, 2006 7:43:49 PM
((OOC - Remember, folks. Ve and Cori are at one of the other ships.))
K'Nara Friday October 20th, 2006 8:49:59 PM
K'Nara looks down at the body that Lian discovered, then asks the bo'sun's mate if the captain had lacy cuffs and looked like (whatever the body looks like.) If so, looks like the true captain of the ship is dead.
Meanwhile, K'Nara quickly ascertains who truly captains the ship..."Captain" Brown or someone else.
"Nothing to add, Valdor," she responds to the leader of the Platinum Dragons, "We're just trying to catch up to the ships already launched and keep them out of trouble if we can."
Gunther d20+14=29 Friday October 20th, 2006 11:17:20 PM
Grumbling, Gunther stalks back to the dock and gathers up Thaeri. "Don't act like such a kitten." he jokes with her as he guides her onto the ship (Handle Animal=29). Once they board, Gunther asks his kitty whether she would like to stay on the top or go into the hold where it will be more quiet.
Once Thaeri is settled, Gunther heads over to Borden. Speaking in orcish, Gunther looks at the large orc with respect. "Sir, we have no idea what the future holds, and how long our paths with be intertwined. May I suggest that some of your men be assigned to eat their meals with various groups? If we're going to end up fighting with one another, there's no sense in having the men be afraid that the others are going to stab them in the back." Gunther grunts in respect. "Let me know your decision, and I will be glad to make the arrangements as needed."
Ve Mundr Saturday October 21st, 2006 4:35:43 PM
Ve answers Cori rather matter of factly, as if he sees no reason he should not, "Of Course I was planning on going aboard. It would be rather starnge to ask and then decline." Ve brings the carpet to the stern and the about 5 feet over the back deck. "Take the carpet back a bit when I disembark." Ve deactivates the cube of force and steps off the carpet to the ship aft castle deck.
"Captain I am a herald of Domi and have heard of yor mission to save the city and have thus come with my companion. I ask to know more before deciding to join or if we should depart."
Milo d20+16=32 Sunday October 22nd, 2006 4:44:08 AM
Seeing that his assistance is not needed below decks, Milo maintains his position above, looking for other possible hazards that might be less evident to the untrained eye. (OOC: Search DC 32)
Dahlia / Ingrge Sunday October 22nd, 2006 7:10:26 AM
Watching as the man makes his way up on deck, Ingrge does a quick scan of the man and then begins to wander arounf the upper deck taking a close look for anything that doesnt seem right.
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Dahlia (still invisible) wanders up to the hatch and as the Bosun exits she begins to descend until Valdor's comments hit her ears. She whispers back that he is a spoil sport and what if she wants to be groped or fondled and then continues down below to begin a systematic search of the below decks region.
Lian Sunday October 22nd, 2006 2:37:46 PM
OOC: Just for sanity sake, is Lian on the ship with 'captain' Brown? If so, Lian will move over to Knara and notify of the discovery. "Knara, the crew is murdered." He is covert of course and whispers out of sight of any lip-readers.
~~ Jan~~ A couple o' notes:
'Capt' Brown is a member of the caravan group who the Plats/Talons chased across Central Izen. And yes, he's now on the ship docked at the jetty.
As for this ship's sea capt? Maybe you've already found him. He's not saying much, tho'.
The crew are below deck with some injuries. Only the bosun has appeared on deck so far.
Nick Monday October 23rd, 2006 1:30:48 AM
Nick smiles at the bosun. "Well, I don't know about your captain, but we'll be sure to have a look, and we'll take care of your injured men. May I ask - are there enough of you down there to sail this ship?"
Olana Monday October 23rd, 2006 1:32:46 AM
Olana watches the horses coming on board and goes to give a helping hand in that direction. She's not sure exactly of the best place to put them, but seeing no obvious access to the hold, except for these hatches, then she figures the centre of the main deck would be the best place for them.
DM Jan Monday October 23rd, 2006 2:24:06 AM
At the ship tied to the jetty:
ON DECK -
Milo and Ingrge's search is suddenly hampered by the arrival of elves, orcs, horses and men, all pushing and shovding to secure a place on deck. despite Mordri's attempts at organization, it's chaos, as the other Talons and Platinums discover.
Eyes look toward Valdor, but as to whether his words have sunk in - it's hard to tell in the wake of a growing restlessness, excitement, adrenalin. There are no questions raised as Borden moves deliberately through the growing crush. No one dares look him in the eye.
The bosun answers Nick - "Aye, we have a full crew, all right. We've been paid to sail this ship to her destination out yonder." He points toward the distant shimmering portal. To K'Nara - "That was our captain, aye. May the deep take the &*(&^%! that killed him. We wondered. Man came on here in a hurry. Wanted to sink the vessel. Cap'n wouldn't allow it, so I guess they had an argument and the Captain lost, eh? So be it. I can get you where you want to go, ma'am. Just say when."
Gunther finds Borden in the throng, handing his massive, stamping and eye rolling horse over to Olana. The big orc snorts and wrinkles his snout. "We'll think about that when we get where we're going," he answers the orc bred human. "This close prox... proximity, will get them used to one another I think. Let's see how my men will cope with an elf sat on their lap."
In minutes, with Bertram's work done, the remaining crew swarm on deck, and by the looks of it, are waiting for the command to set sail.
BELOW DECK -
Bertram had discovered the crew below deck - some of them looked at him like they'd never seen a dwarf before. They're all male, humans, skinny and lithe, all barefoot and long-haired, and wearing an assortment of loose shirts and wide trousers. And whatever Bertram was - they were glad of the healing he brought and thanked him for it.
Dahlia discovers a lot of bales and barrels in the main hold, and at the stern, the captains cabin, complete with dead captain, as K'nara, Milo and Lian had previously discovered from above.
MEANWHILE!!!
Out at sea, hellishly closer to the portal, wind and wave, manipulated by the water and air elementals, continues to buffet ship and carpet alike. This means Cori continues to have a rather queasy ride aboard the carpet, and Ve's arrival on board isn't half as distinguished and orderly as he'd like it.
All eyes on board look in astonishment at Cori, and with measure at Ve Mundr, obviously sizing him up using a warrior's measure. "Well," says the ship's captain, standing squarely on the undulating and crowded deck. "you can ask as much questions as you like, but we're in a hurry. Once we're past this squall, we need to race for that portal. We were told to get through at all costs, and as quickly as possible. Then we're supposed to head for a rallying point, which 'we'll know when we see it'." he shrugs. Slightly ahead of the ship, the elementals swirl, hidden in the salty mist, and in the spindrift crowning the waves.
Lian Monday October 23rd, 2006 9:23:39 AM
To Knara, "I believe there may be many injured crew below."
Posting Reports for Monday October 23rd, 2006 9:56:50 AM
Game #1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Oct 16,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXX2 Valdoe....XOX2X Modreed...OOXXX Fr.Nick...XXXOF Dahlia....XOOXOS V E Mont..OXO2OS Corealot..2XXXO
Adm Ceil - go ahead Jerry, you yell at these Dragons, I'm affraid!!
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Posting Reports for Game #3 The Emeral Talons For the Week of OCT 16,2006
Falin Monday October 23rd, 2006 10:13:18 AM
Looking at the ensuing chaos errupt on the deck Falin calls the elves together and tells them to get below and out of the way.
Turning to K'Nara, "K'Nara, perhaps it would benefit us if we were to place everyone below for now and let the crew and a few others on deck to give the appearence of nothing out of the ordinary."
Falin will go down with the rest of the elves and speak with them, "Remember to have patience. The other races are not as long lived as us and are quick to action. We are to have patience with them and do not react poorly to their actions. If you do go anywhere I do not want you traveling by yourself."
Brother Bertram Monday October 23rd, 2006 1:30:51 PM
Bertram heals each sailor as best he can, happy to be doing what he feels is his chosen calling. He greets the men with a smile, at being made welcome, and secretly he enjoys thier curious looks and furtive glances. He makes sure they are each well and as he ministers aid he questions them about the going-ons.
Valdor Monday October 23rd, 2006 3:41:52 PM
Valdor almost bites his lip to keep from laughing at Dahlia and says as he climbs down,"Dahlia, you are awful. You know how sailors and mercenaries are and we don't need any extra problems. I'm quite sure you, K'Nara, and Cori can handle yourselves...I've seen it enough. But, I'm trying to kill any problem before it happens. Plus, I don't know about Aerelia and how she would handle something like that.
Also, I know how Mordrid would feel about all these men around if they started groping at Shirri. We are a family and I like to protect my family. Paternal instinct or something like that."
He motions to Nick to the hatch where the crew is and says,"We've got to get this big tub moving. And, if that was the captain and not the mage, then he's still alive somewhere. Heal who you can and get them going. Dahlia, see if you can find the mage and render him helpless."
He moves past Mordrid, a hurt look briefly on his face. He doesn't speak, and moves around the crew, helping them all aboard and getting them more comfortable with their new surroundings.
K'Nara Monday October 23rd, 2006 4:09:47 PM
The leader of the Talons frowns, then nods to Lian.
"Thought I saw Brother Bertram go below, but go on and see if you can lend a hand with any healing that needs to be done." she tells the monk. "We'll want the true crew to man the vessel, of course." K'Nara seeks out Valdor.
"Valdor," she says as she finds herself having to literally shove her way past a group or two of boarding orcs and elves, "We've confirmed that the real captain of the ship is dead. I suspect that the...ah...ex-mage killed him to gain control of the ship. I, myself, would prefer to leave 'Captain' Brown and his men behind...but I'll defer to your judgement if you think we should take them along. If we do that, however...Brown and company should be kept under guard in the hold or some such."
Ve Mundr d20+1=10 Monday October 23rd, 2006 5:09:59 PM
Ve negotiates the pitching deck with a little less grace than he certainly would have liked and not near as well as the captain to whom he was speaking. [balance 10] "Captain, I appreciate the candor, my name is Ve Mundr and while I understand time is essential, I ask you to delay for the other ship setting out from the berth." Ve gestures back towards the ship the rest of the group is boarding, hoping it will be very along shortly.
"As to any questions I have Captain, I only have one that is truly important. Who is in charge of the overall plan and for organizing this that told you to get through the portal 'at all costs'? I ask as it certainly looks from the shoreline we past over that the launch was far more hurried than a large operation like this would warrant."
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+30=42 d20+30=39 d20+30=34 d20+30=49 d20+30=33 d20+30=32 d20+30=39 d20+30=40 d20+11=23 d20+11=19 d20+11=22 Monday October 23rd, 2006 7:25:38 PM
"yesdaddy." Comes a quiet reply to Valdor nearly in his ear as he comes below.
"I am pretty sure that the mage, or at least the one on this ship is the one that Mordid skewered. The captain has been Id'd and confirmed dead. You might want to find out who the First Mate is and Promote him. I will give a thorough check of below decks and report back asap. That said she starts a systematic search of below decks, snooping out any hiding places large and small tht might be found. (Spot checks: 42,39,34,49,33,32,39,40}
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Ingrge growls at a couple of folk as they make their way on board and get in the way of his search. After a while he climbs up into the crows nest and "looks down on things from above. (Climb: 23,19,22)
Milo Monday October 23rd, 2006 8:16:52 PM
Noting the appearance of a ton of other folk getting in the way of his search, Milo decides to allow them to be the trapspringers, and moves to Olana's side, "It doesn't appear as though caution is the word of the day my dear. Need any help with our valiant steeds?"
Olana d20+11=25 Monday October 23rd, 2006 9:09:14 PM
Olana nods at Milo, while grappling with Borden's horse. "Probably. I hope this is a short, smooth trip, otherwise there's going to be - well lets just say things could get messy."
Handle Animal DC 25
Gunther Monday October 23rd, 2006 9:47:21 PM
Gunther nods at Borden, grinning at his comment about the elves. He pushes and shoves his way over to K'nara and waits patiently by her side. Watching and waiting...for...something to happen.
Aeralia d20=15 d20=18 d20+7=25 d20+7=26 Monday October 23rd, 2006 11:07:29 PM
(OOC: Apologies for my non-existant posting last week. All I can really say is I really don't recommend 90+ hour work weeks :P)
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Aeralia remains silently confused for a little while while scenes of chaos transpire, and quickly come to an end. As K'Nara races off to scour the decks and below, Aeralia just stands around, really not sure what she should be doing.
Once the multitude of elves, orcs, and now hireed mercenaries begin to pour onto the boat, Aeralia glances around slowly, trying to find a good spot to get out of the way. Spying the crows nest, she clammers her way up the riggings slowly, offering a weak smile and apology to Ingrge, seeing that he had already beaten her up there, and hoping she wouldn't be in his way.
She seats herself on the ledge of the platform, overlooking the sea towards the other ships. Smiling lightly as she enjoys the view and the sea breeze, she takes a few moments to redo her hair, replacing the black ribbon with a series of vibrant red and pink ones. Doing her best to stay out of everyones way (staying in the crows nest for a while unless shes a bother there), Aeralia glances about curiously at all of her companions, 'new' and 'old', wondering what these new additions may bring.
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OOC: Climb Checks - 15,18 Balance Checks - 25,26
Valdor Monday October 23rd, 2006 11:41:12 PM
Valdor replies to K'Nara,"Dahlia's gypsy told her we 'be needin all the help we can find child', or something like that. Why not. These are new recruits and noone probably even knows them. So I figure now we have more soldiers for when we have need. I've been wrong before and will be wrong again, but, if a huge battle is coming, the more on our side the better. They've seen us and the gem I gave the captain. I don't figure they'd want to face us now, and that means they'll be against whatever we face. I'm curious where that gate takes us."
Nick Tuesday October 24th, 2006 1:58:55 AM
Nick continues his conversation with the bosun, and on hearing some of Dahlia's message to Valdor - "Do you have a first mate? I think we'll need to get going just soon as we're all aboard." He has no idea about boats.
K'Nara Tuesday October 24th, 2006 2:26:41 AM
The tall blade singer belatedly nods to Falin, then turns to the bo'sun's mate.
"Sorry about your captain, then." she says. "Would that make you next in command, or is there another? We need to make sure that our people are not in your crew's way and to get this ship off towards that portal before we lose sight of the other ships."
DM Jan Tuesday October 24th, 2006 2:27:31 AM
At the jetty:
The elves file below deck on Falin's instructions and find places to sit in amongst the cargo.
Bertram's small-talk with the sailors has revealed the following - they know only their part of this whole operation. To take men and provisions through the portal, and then on to some mystery destination. There's talk of a lake, a place they've never been before, and they're worried about the wind, or maybe the lack of it.
Then, it seems to come all of a sudden - Half the crew begin to climb the rigging at an astonishing speed and, climbing out along the yards, begin unfurling the sails. Mooring lines both fore and aft are unhitched and brought aboard. The bosun appears to have promoted himself to First Mate and is bellowing instructions. Lian, K'nara, Bertram, Valdor, Gunther and Mordrid are asked to man the sheets, both starboard and larboard, and - as the unmoored ship begins to drift away from the jetty - find themselves called upon to haul on a bewildering number of ropes.
Up on the top platform just before the top'sl, both Ingrge and Aeralia have to hang on to the mast as the ship makes a gracefull but swift turn as she heads out and toward the portal.
The wind picks up, and blows cold around everyone's ears. The horses' ears twitch, and their nostrils flare.
Below deck, the elves talk quietly amongst themselves while Dahlia continues her search. There are barrels of water, bundles of clothes and food, blankets, and - 6 small kegs of a metallic smelling black powder. Nothing in the captain's cabin gives any clue as to where the destination is.
MEANWHILE!!
Out at sea, the call comes out that the ship left behind at the jetty is starting to head toward them. the Captain ponders Ve's question. "Well, I'd say this whole enterprise seems to be run by a group of noblemen. From what I've seen. Odd - they all seem to dress alike. They seem to have plenty of cash, tho' and - one of them came dashing down that hill into port early this morning and told us all to evacuate, as soon as we possibly could. I think he was aboard one of the first ships that set sail. He'll be through the portal now. I must admit, I didn't know what all the rush was about, but we're not being paid to question."
~~Jan~~ Edited last paragraph - 7.45AM Pacific
Falin Tuesday October 24th, 2006 5:14:28 AM
Falin will make rounds between the elves to find their state of mind and to give words of reasurance. Can't have anyone going off the deep end as they are heading out to sea. He will make small talk and try to get to know more of the elves while he is at it.
Lian Tuesday October 24th, 2006 10:30:45 AM
Lian finds the dwarven cleric and assists with healing for a bit.
Later, "I really dislike ships greatly. Rigging, masts, sheets, sails, jibbits, ribbits and railings. A thousand terms for a knot. *Sigh* An knot is a knot." He hoists what there is to hoist, battens whatever, and ties some very shoddy knots in hopes to avoid doing anymore ship duties. Besides, he lacks the muscles.
Valdor Tuesday October 24th, 2006 10:43:59 AM
With a smile on his face, Valdor attacks his task with fervor. He gives his weapons to Nick for safe keeping and starts working. He hauls on the ropes with as much strength as he can muster and takes care of any task needed.
A thought occurs to him and he tells Ve,"See if they know how many other ships and men were on the beach before they set sail."
Nick Tuesday October 24th, 2006 10:50:27 AM
Nick takes Valdor's weapons with a nod, and tries to keep out of the way of the crew. He whispers a prayer to Alemi for a safe journey, and then stares enviously up toward Aeralia and Ingrge, who are currently aloft.
Brother Bertram Tuesday October 24th, 2006 3:03:54 PM
Bertram does the best he could under the circumstances, 'heaving hard to starboard', and other equally mystifying commands emanating from the ship's crew. He is delighted to see the ship begin to move and to see how that the movements of the crew effects the ships heading and speed.
Ve Mundr Tuesday October 24th, 2006 4:38:28 PM
Ve nods his understanding to the captain that he is following the train of thought and the discussion. "Do you know how many might have been aboard the ship just in front of you and if there were anymore ships?" Glancing behind he sees the other ship getting underway as the call brings it to his attention, "Ah excellent, out other comrades are on thier way now." Ve raises his hand slightly, "one moment please Captain."
Ve then speaks low of the earpiece to Valdor, "I am under the impression this vessel is purly holding innocents in the grand scheme of things. Nobles in charge are looking alike got on ships already through the portal and I have confirmation of a lake as our final destination. It sounds as if this mission is to 'rescue' the Floating City."
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Tuesday October 24th, 2006 7:36:20 PM
K'Nara makes herself useful, knowing that if there had been a First Mate to take the captain's place, then he would have most likely kicked the bosun's butt for trying to usurp command. This much she recalled learning from Shadrach many moons ago.
She hummed a sea-faring chanty that had been a favorite of the cleric's...idly wondering (with a bit of a pang) if Shad was still alive and, hopefully, well elsewhere in the Wold...
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth Tuesday October 24th, 2006 9:33:08 PM
Cori keeps the carpet as even with the ship as possible as Ve talks to the captain of this ship. She listens in on what is going on aboard the ship that they have taken over. She likes the idea that this is Ve's show and she can just sit back and watch.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 23 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Back from a few days off. Hope noone missed me too much. :)
Milo Tuesday October 24th, 2006 10:27:31 PM
After assisting Olana with getting the horses in order, he gives her a peck on the cheek, "I'm going to have some fun love." And with that, the halfling (clad in slippers of spider climb), makes his way directly up the main mast, to the crows nest.
Olana Tuesday October 24th, 2006 11:04:12 PM
Olana watches Milo go. "Try not to fall off anything. I'm not sure I can swim," she says, knowing full well he's 10 times more sure footed than she is.
As the others help out the crew, Olana sticks with the horses, giving them treats, letting them drink a little from a fresh water bucket, and just generally keeping her eye on things.
Gunther Tuesday October 24th, 2006 11:34:29 PM
Not wanting to look weak, Gunther puts his muscles into the work. He really has absolutely no clue as to what he's doing, but if shown he can do a decent job of getting the sails squared away.
DM Jan Wednesday October 25th, 2006 2:11:43 AM
On board! -
Falin discovers that the state of the elves' mind is relatively calm under the circumstances. They are, however, concerned about the 'state of mind' of the ship itself - "Built of wood that was brutally torn from the ground with neither care nor reverence." says the young Al'thra. "So, we shall sing. Respect must be given for the trees that now bear us across the water."
So, as crew and adventurers haul on the lines, as the wind snaps at the sails, and the bow cuts through the water, elven song can be heard, drifting up through the hatches. Gradually, those Talons and Platinums manning the ropes begin to learn a little of the basics.
A little further out, swells are at around 6 ft, and the vessel begins to pitch - up... and down..... up... and down... ; wind direction causes the ship to roll, too - from side... to side... and back... again... A couple of the orcs are starting to look a little green.
(FORT rolls DC 16 everyone on the boat, fail and start to feel queasy.)
Spellcasters have something else to worry about beside their stomachs, as the ship sails closer to the portal. The magic of it can be felt, here. Seen, almost. Ingrge and Aeralia( now joined by Milo) have the best view - a tightly threaded weave, its pattern complicated and ingenious, is beginning to disinegrate in places. The concentration, the force of will to keep it together is absent, and so, left to its own devices, it is beginning to unravel. Wild, untended ropes of power are snapping back and forth in a wind of their own creation.
Closer up, out on the carpet, Cori perhaps gets the feeling that this passage through will not be particularly pleasant. Certainly not for those attuned to magical forces.
As for what lies beyond - the water at the destination certainly looks much calmer, and there are distant mountains - snow-capped.
The ship approaches the other two, and Cori can clearly be seen floating alongside one of them on Ve Mundr's carpet.
On board the other ship, the captain is still talking to Ve Mundr. "Hmmmm, let's see. personally, I've seen about thirty vessels such as these go through. All full of men, much like this one." He grins, showing the obligatory gold tooth. "Going to be quite a party, eh?" At a rough count, Ve reckons there's approximately 80 men on this particular boat. "This squall has me worried, though," adds the Capt. "Like the Monster of the Deep has risen up to confound our passage."
The Elementals are indeed doing a grand job of halting any further progress.
K'Nara d20+12=13 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 3:36:53 AM
This is K'Nara's very first ocean voyage...and it shows when she RUNS to the railing and completely loses her lunch! (OOC: Drat! Natural 1 on the die!)
She manages not to moan, but the blade singer can't help but wonder if she's sick due not just to the pitching of the ship but also the peculiar, queasy effect of the rainbow portal on this area of the Wold...
Lian d20-1=12 d20+10=28 d20+20=23 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 12:02:20 PM
The monk hears the elven song and understands the reverence they are showing. He reaches into his left pocket and begins to accompany them on his flute. The flute does not improve the harmonious elf voices. (untrained Perform wind instruments 0f 12) He, however, is not so distracted by his flute playing to risk missing any action. (Spot 28, Listen 23)
Brother Bertram Wednesday October 25th, 2006 2:19:20 PM
Bertram feels the rise and fall of the waves and begins to grow queasy. Slowly he is finally able to get his stomach settled to an acceptable level. Suddenly K'nara rushes by and begins retching loudly over the side. With a groan, Bertram again tries to regain control of his rebelling stomach.
Ve Mundr Wednesday October 25th, 2006 3:40:49 PM
"Yes quite a party." 30 vessels, over 2000 men all itching for a fight and none who seem to disposed to do but believe they are in the right and not being used. With the other ship moving in on the vessel Cori and Ve, well really Cori, had stopped Ve nods to the captain. "She did seem to blow in from nowhere, But I think I can help out in that department captain. I would like to give you something to think on and ask your opinion of the crew first." Ve's voiced is raised so as to be clear over the miniature gale like conditions just about the ship. Before speaking further he steps to get closer to the captain for the next part.
"I have reason to believe from Domi that you may be heading in on the wrong side. Do you honestly think the warriors care or do they just want paid and the thrill of combat?"
Mordrid d20=4 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 4:58:45 PM
Mordrid feels sick. He decides life would be better in the air. Activating his Armor of the Celestial Battalion, he levitates into the rigging, and maintains along with the ship.
Milo d20+14=30 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 8:22:24 PM
Unaffected by the rocking of the boat, Milo clings to the mast praying that they make it through the portal before it completely unravels on them. Wisely, the halfling chooses not to look down at the deck below, but maintains his gaze forward, ever forward. (OOC: Made voluntary Fort save DC 30 to avoid sea sickness).
Olana d20+11=28 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 9:26:10 PM
(28! Hahahahaha)
Oblivious to the pitch and roll of the deck, Olana hums along to the elven song and continues to keep her eye on their equine cargo. Watching K'Nara dash past, has her puzzled.
Ingrge/ Dahlia Wednesday October 25th, 2006 10:07:02 PM
Ingrge watches the show from above and doesn't like the look of what he sees.
K'nara, Valdor we need a bit more wind or speed to get us moving along if we want to get through this gateway before it collapses? Any Ideas?
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Below decks the dark halfling continues er search.
Valdor d20+18=23 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 10:15:40 PM
Valdor moves fine with the bobbing vessel, but doesn't much enjoy it. However, he has too many people in view, so he maintains his easy smile and tries to avoid anyone who is launching their lunch.
He replies to Ingrge,"You are correct. I wonder if one of those elementals could speed us along the way."
After activating his earring, he asks,"Cori, is there any way you could speed our ship along. While we may be catching up, I fear we may be too slow to make it through that portal before it closes."
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth Wednesday October 25th, 2006 10:19:26 PM
Cori waits patiently upon the carpet for either Valdor to give the order to let the ships go or for their ship to catch up. She does make it a point to listen to the captain of the ship that Ve is on.
Looking to the portal she feels a little green at the idea of crossing that portal. She can feel the effects of the uncontrolled power there. It has been allowed to go its own way and in doing so it is unraveling at a nasty pace. "Valdor...I am not sure how much longer this portal will hold." She will not go through without the rest of the group and she knows that she could never open this type of portal.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 20 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Falin d20=19 Wednesday October 25th, 2006 11:16:15 PM
Falin feels a little queesy to begin with, but when the elves begin to sing it takes his mind off of all going on around him. He will join in if he recognizes the songs at all.
It had been a long time from the forest it seemed for him. He had seen the wanton destruction the men had caused, but had given no thought to the use of the wood for these ships. He really needed to get back to the forest for a while.
Gunther d20+10=17 Thursday October 26th, 2006 12:44:07 AM
Rolling awkwardly with the ship, Gunther manages to keep his lunch in place. He stumbles over to where K'nara is heaving. "Are you ok? You vant me to get you someting? I could bring de Broder over here." Gunther looks over at K'nara with a mixture of curiosity and sympathy. It hadn't been that long since they had made love, so she probably wasn't with child. But then again, he wasn't exactly an expert on that subject... A small measure of panic begins to clutch at the warrior's chest as he envisions little mini Gunthers running around through a forest playing tag with elven children. She's just sea sick...yeah...that's it. He desperately tries to convince himself
Nick d20+21=33 Thursday October 26th, 2006 1:18:01 AM
FORT 33
Father Nick pushes his way to K'Nara's side of the ship, and he hands Gunther his waterskin, and some pieces of dried ginger. "Make sure she stays hydrated," he says, with a sympathetic glance at the Talon leader hanging over the side. "She'll be fine, and the ginger root will help with the nausea."
Under normal circumstances, he'd be enjoying this journey quite a bit. With a slight tendency toward claustrophobia, all this open air was doing him some good. However, that upcoming portal's instability has him on edge, and if the thing decided to disintegrate as they were going through...
Lian d20+16=17 Thursday October 26th, 2006 6:45:36 AM
(sea sick save, NAT 1!)
When they are moving at a good pace, Lian loses track of the elven song and begins to dangle his head overboard to inspect the ship's quality.
Mordrid Thursday October 26th, 2006 9:24:27 AM
Mordrid hears Ingrge and Valdor discussing ways to get the ship moving.
He shouts down, "I will see what I can do!"
The ranger imagines the line the ship will be traveling, and he conjures a wind wall ahead of the ship. The wall runs parallel to the water, at a height level with the ship's sails. The direction of the wind blows toward the huge magical gate. When our ship enters this spells area of effect, the ship should catch the wind and speed along the length of the spell, 220 feet; then using the momentum to carry it along further...
granted the spell doesn't rip the ship's sail right off their riggings. If Mordrid sees that the spell is causing damage to the ship, he will immediately drop it.
Valdor Thursday October 26th, 2006 10:31:50 AM
Valdor curses himself for forgetting Mordrid and his spell. He says,"Well done, brother! We can make it, I'm sure of it."
Mordrid Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:15:15 AM
Calling out, "Brace yourselves!!!"
Aeralia d20+4=19 Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:22:19 AM
Aeralia remains up in the crows nest, smiling lightly against the cold sea breeze. She racks her brain trying to remember any sea chanties she's heard, and making up some of her own lyrics, should the opportunity arise to give the sailors a little morale boost. Now wasn't the time, she new, let them get through the portal first, and then see what would come.
She didn't know much about the study of magic, and portals and such, being self taught and from actual experience, but the unravelling portal certainly didn't look promising.
Seeing the wind wall conjured, Aeralia stands and and watches, one arm around the mast. She stands ready to suppliment the wall with ones further down their path, should it work (or she'll cast one to balance Mordrid's out, making a "tunnel" of sorts, should the wall try to knock the ship off course).
DM Jan Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:53:25 AM
((Guys and gals, I'm assuming you're getting those elementals to assist.))
ON THE OTHER SHIP:
The Capt on board raises an eyebrow at the Protector of Domi's question. "You see that lot over there?" he cocks his thumb toward the clutch of barbarians, head and shoulders over everyone else, laughing heartily as the boat pitches into the wind. They have a look on their face, completely unfraid. Death is just another aquaintance to be met on their path through life. "They'd rather have a fight than a good dinner, if you ask me. These, all these - are mercenaries, and lads who are bored with their lives on the farm." he laughs. "They're here for the glory! And the cash! And the women! You want their hearts and swords, that's what it'll cost you, I reckon."
The ship gives a lurch, and the Captain's hand latches onto the standing rigging. "Now if you'll excuse me, if you want to keep your feet dry, I have work to do. And I'd bring that little lady aboard if I were you. Looks like there's a change in the wind at last." "Bring her into the wind, Mr Franks," he says calmly to a man standing nearby. "Aye Cap'n - Larboard haul!!" the man bellows with a voice as loud as a tarrasque.
ON THE TALON/PLATINUM SHIP -
The wind seems to change, and those manning the ropes find themsevles suddenly VERY busy - hauling on this, hauling on that - as sails are raised, lowered, raised again, and the yard arms are pulled this way and that. No fun for those who are feeling a little ill, and for a long moment it feels like everyone is stuck in some kind of pitching and tossing nightmare.
THE JOURNEY -
The fate of all three ships is now in the hands of the elementals and the raw power emanating from the ragged and disintegrating portal. To those in the know, there will be no danger of sinking. Being torn apart in the wind, however, is another matter. Muscles pop and strain as the crew try and keep control of the sails, and raw adrenalin takes care of any remaining feelings of nausea. And then all three vessels hit the wind walls and begin to accelerate...
The air crackles with energy, catching in everyone's throat, and hair begins to stand on end. The spellcasters see the portal construction, expertly woven, with what looks like a million, sparkling snakes. Many of them are falling loose, dropping on the ship, snapping like tiny jags of lightning. To an ordinary warrior, getting hit with one is like getting smacked on the head by an invisible parent.
Reality lurches, and for a moment everything is blackness and thousands of stars. It is seen in the mind, not the eye.
The scene changes abruptly once more, as all three ships emerge unscathed onto a lake of calm. About half a mile ahead, the shore is busy with moored vessels, and campfire smoke can be seen, rising into the air. Bright yellow butterflies dance across the surface of the lake. Everything is different - the colour of the water, the smell in the air (no sea salt), and in the distance, rising above verdant foothills, are a huge range of snow-capped mountains, their shape suggesting this place is nowhere on the known Ellenian Peninsula.
Those aloft get a view astern, to the rear - endless water, with no horizon, and shoals of fish glitter and twist beneath the glassy surface of the lake.
There is absolutely no sign of the portal. It's gone.
Brother Bertram Thursday October 26th, 2006 2:54:10 PM
Bertram standsin awe, staring about, racking his brain for any sign of a familiar landmark. He mutters a prayer to Domi under his breath while he stands and gawks.
Valdor Thursday October 26th, 2006 4:14:08 PM
Valdor closes his eyes as they pass through the portal, gripping the rail tightly. The moment passes and he opens his eyes taking in the new scenery. He quickly scans the ship and makes sure everyone is okay. Realizing they are fine, he pushes his way through to the new captain and says,"Land us away from the main group a good distance. They will wonder, but they probably have will have people to check us in."
He pulls K'Nara off to the side and says,"As proven by their haste to leave the shore back in Izen, their leaders know of our presence and probably know as well, that we have comandeered this ship. Unless you disagree, we should land up the coast a good ways and then try to find out where this city is. I'll set Ve and his carpet to this task now."
He says into his earring,"Ve, Cori, you both okay? We need to know which direction ths city is that they are going to ransack. See if you can find it from the air and let me know. Also, give me a report on the other ships."
K'Nara Thursday October 26th, 2006 8:05:11 PM
The blade singer's stomach does NOT like the passage through to...wherever it is that the ships have ended up, calm though the destination is.
K'Nara nods to Valdor, letting the last of her momentary nausea pass. Then she makes sure that the ginger root and skin donated by Nick get stowed in her haversack--it isn't often that the hardy woman warrior feels queasy and she wants to have this weakness pass as quickly as possible.
"Do as Valdor says." she tells the bosun-cum-captain of the ship, then turns to Gunther. "You have that armor on, right? Can you fly again with it? You could possibly back up the pair on the flying carpet..."
Milo Thursday October 26th, 2006 9:21:48 PM
Milo clings to the side of the main mast like no tomorrow, closing his eyes as the maelstrom takes them through the portal, though breathing deeply and calmly as well. Once through, and the excitement has died down the diminutive rogue looks almost disappointed, like a child at the end of a carnival ride.
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:28:12 PM
Cori looks to Ve to see if he caught the request from Valdor to do some scouting. She snaps her knuckles one by one as she nods her head. "You got it boss." She wonders what the look upon Valdor's face is as she says that but keeps it to herself.
Amarth looks around and shakes his head. "Not a trip I would like to take often Mistress." He takes to the air if it is stable enough for flying.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 16 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Gunther Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:31:36 PM
Sticking to K'nara's side, Gunther shakes his head sadly. "No..it only vorks vonce a day." He shoots a nasty look at Falin, then lets it go. "I could head out with Thaeri after ve dock.. If you vant."
Falin Thursday October 26th, 2006 11:34:41 PM
Feeling something is about to happen and knowing from the atmosphere on the ship Falin is still suprised when the ship goes through the portal and cought off guard. Having to try to keep his balance and then not having to plays with the archers internal sense of balance and he falls over.
"Wait here," Falin tells the other elves and he makes his way up to the deck to get a visual on their new location.
Walking over to K'Nara he mentions, "This is different." He then tells her, "The elves are doing suprisingly well, but I would like to keep them informed of what we are going to do in order to quell possible rumors."
Noticing the look from Gunther Falin approaches him, "Something I have done to offend? If so let me know so I can make ammends and we can clear this impasse between us."
After he gets the info he is looking for from K'Nara he will head back down and let the elves know what is going on. If they need to begin to prepare to go ashore he will make sure they do that as well.
Lian Friday October 27th, 2006 6:02:58 AM
The monk straightens up, holding his stomach, but seems otherwise unaffected.
The tension on the ship is palletable. He knows something is going on and the air is thick with something, but he can't tell what.
Ve Mundr Friday October 27th, 2006 10:09:29 AM
Ve nods to teh captain, "Understood." The Protector and Heirophant of Domi sets himself as the ship keens and moves through the portal. The voice rises in his mind again, Crush them, crush them all. Bah! This is beneath you, beneath the station to which they will know us. Ve Mundr, whose name means Holy Power in the tongue of his ancient family line, hardens his jaw and his eyes steel with purpose. The voice is put down and Vladors' takes its place.
Ve steps to the captain, "Keep with our sister craft Captain. Our landing spot is not going to be with the others. My associate and I are going to do some recon, please follow the other vessel and see if you can get the third one there to follow as well." To answer the eniviatble question from the captain as to how, Ve replies "Be creative."
Ve acknowledges Valdor and suggests someone come over to put a presence on the vessel so she follows. Ve adds he feels this entire group likewise seems here for the promise of adventure and nothing more. Ve calls the carpet over and gets on, "Cori might want to dismiss the elementals before we go." Ve then ordes the carpet to climb to several hundred feet and begin moving to the disatnt horizon at the backs of the ships.
Mordrid Friday October 27th, 2006 11:41:22 AM
Mordrid feels like he's tumbling into the abyss as he passes through the gate, while levitated above the ship. He loses track of all direction, and lets go to the euphoric feeling of tumbling backwards into the void. Upon return to reality he finds himself tumbling in the air, as his mind perceived, the fly spell commanded the motion.
Mordrid spirals into the netting, high above the deck. There he remains holding on tightly, while peering about.
K'Nara d20=9 Friday October 27th, 2006 1:59:38 PM
K'Nara nods to Falin.
"We'll be landing shortly...intentionally away from where the majority of the ships are anchored. Valdor will be giving orders about when we'll debark from the ship." she tells him, and watches as he leaves to tend to the elves of the Culverwood. The tall blade singer turns to Gunther.
"Is there a problem between you and Falin?" she asks the big cat trainer. "You were glaring at him almost as if he were Evil itself..." Briefly K'Nara wonders if there's something up with Falin, but nothing comes to mind. (OOC: made a voluntary Intelligence check to try to connect any dots, but the result is only 9.)
Olana Friday October 27th, 2006 3:54:18 PM
Olana shakes her head roughly, trying to clear all the various hallucinations. How had the horses coped? And where was Milo?
Looking upward to make sure he was all right, she also spots Mordrid making a rather wild landing in the rigging. If she can catch Milo's attention, she'll make a gesture, along the lines of 'Did you see that?'. She's trying not to laugh as she avoids being stepped on by the horses' hooves, oh but it's so difficult.
Nick Friday October 27th, 2006 4:19:37 PM
Nick hangs on to Valdor's weaponry tightly as they go through the portal, finding himself ducking and dodging strange worm-like objects that are tumbling down toward the deck. All that lurching around at sea, and he was fine, he notes ruefully, and just one measly portal and his stomach was doing the loop di loop.
He's in the middle of trying to figure out where they are in all this dark, when it all disappears, and instead his eyes take in the lake and the distant mountains. Wow...
After a few moments, and after listening to Valdor and K'Nara, he looks over the side. "Well - I suggest we get toward land as soon as we can. Black dragons can swim, you know."
DM Jan Friday October 27th, 2006 5:03:13 PM
ON THE TALON/PLATINUM SHIP -
The newly self-appointed First Mate shouts for 'the spyglass' to be brought forth, and it is soon carried up to the poop deck with great reverence. A spyglass, of course, being a rather expensive piece of equipment to a bunch of sailors who have maybe two silver pieces between them.
"There's a headland just to the south," he says eventually. "We can sail around that, and be hidden from that shoreline settlement. Is that what you want? It's going to be slow going, though. Not much in the way of wind right now. Unless we get out the small row boats and tow her in."
ON THE OTHER SHIP -
Amarth discovers it's more than suitable for flying right now, although there isn't much in the way of thermals out here on the lake, so he'll have to do a lot of flapping to gain height.
On board, the Capt is looking at all the soldiers crammed on deck, and then looking incredulously at Ve Mundr. You have to be kidding me... "Why do I get the feeling we have no choice?" he asks eventually. "All right, we'll follow the other ship. As for the third one, you're on your own there. I've no way of contacting them." He shrugs. "Maybe they'll follow us, anyways."
As Ve and Cori rise upward on the carpet, the Capt sends them off with a certain sour gesture, it's meaning fairly obvious. However - "Set a course to follow the other ship, Mr Franks. If anyone asks - tell 'em the port's full and we have to dock elsewhere. And if this leads to our ruin, then I hope Davey Jones takes the lot of them."
AND SO -
Half a mile from shore, as the ships below decide on the best course of action, the carpet rises rapidly into the air. Along the coast, there are no other settlements, towns, cities to be seen, either side of the encampment. Both Ve and Cori count 40 large vessels down there, and some smaller ones. And there is an endless number of tents and campfires on shore.
Out into the lake, there is no land on the horizon, just water, stretching for miles, flat and gleaming in the sun. The only odd thing, out on the lake in the far distance. A small gathering of clouds and lightning.
The Iron Fist
Valdor Saturday October 28th, 2006 1:29:21 AM
Valdor chuckles at Cori's words. He keeps it to himself, though. Nodding to the captain's observations he says into his earring,"Ve, I really hate the idea of splitting up the group again. It's bad enough to have you two so far away with a black dragon possibly around somewhere. If they join us great, if not, we may be fighting them.
We have to get some wind here, or Cori, can those elementals help push us along without destroying the ship? We have a spot located, but there's not much wind to get us there and we need to make haste."
He locates Falin and tells him quickly,"Falin, we are making for shore. Make sure those archers of yours are ready to depart the boat in their groups and then spread out to cover us as we exit. Have your scouts ready to head out once we make land. I want to know what kind of landscape we have, any natural hindrances like fissures, rivers, and such in all directions.
Hr searches out the Ailsidurian clerics, who have stayed strangely out of the way on the ship and asks,"Can any of you summon a wall of stone that's thick enough for several people to walk on, but not so heavy it would topple a ship? We may need such depending on how close to shore the captain gets us. Plus, I don't know how involved you plan to be if there is a major fight and I need to know now where you stand."
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 Saturday October 28th, 2006 10:53:25 AM
The monk makes for Falin's side. "Perhaps I should accompany the archers as well, seeing as how they may need melee support. What do you say Falin?" "What do you think about those clouds Valdor? Heirophant setting us up for a hurricane or tidal wave?" Smiles the much. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Gunther Saturday October 28th, 2006 10:35:10 PM
Gunther looks disgruntled as Falin approaches. "Hmmmph." The warrior pauses for a few minutes. Though he looks like he wants to talk, he just stands there, apparently thinking...which is a feat in and of itself for the cat trainer. He looks at Falin...then K'nara...then at Falin again. "You..." Gunther grits his teeth. Normally he would settle this little manner of honor with a nice solid punch to the jaw. But that was not the elven way...not K'nara's way. Gunther lets out his breath is slow puffs, trying to reign in his temper. He rethinks the "battle", tossing the matter over in his slow processor. He had taken to air...the magician was his...and then those showy archers had shot him down before he could even take a swing. His brothers laughing at him...and then K'nara asking him to take part in an important assignment, which he can't complete because he'd wasted the magic of his armor in a battle where he couldn't even dirty his sword. Gunther looks away, kicks the deck with a final puff of breath and then looks back. No matter what he says, he's pretty sure it's not going to come out right. He looks at Falin's chest as he speaks. "It's noting. Don't vorry about it." Feeling mildly confused by the whole situation, Gunther excuses himself and heads over to the orcs, making sure that they're ready for landfall when it occurs.
OOC: Jamie, Falin really hasn't done anything other than bruise Gunther's tender orcish ego. No big, just some fun. :)
Lian Sunday October 29th, 2006 8:19:34 AM
The monk smirks at Falin. "Careful, they eat their enemies hearts."
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth Sunday October 29th, 2006 9:21:29 PM
Seeing as how her water elementals should remain around for at least a little longer she will instruct them to gently guide the ships to the area indicated by Valdor. "Valdor...you should be getting some assistance for the movement of your ships." Looking to Ve she nods her head. "They should be gone in a few, but at least this way we get just a little more use out of them." She is ready to move out when Ve is.
Amarth lands back on his Mistress's shoulder as he does not like all the work involved in flying at this time. He likes it when he can ride the winds a little and ease his own work to stay aloft.
[summon monster IX - 3 greater huge water elemental - 16 rounds] [spell resistance from Ve - 22 minutes - SR 34]
Valdor Monday October 30th, 2006 12:28:16 AM
Valdor looks to where Lian is indicating and replies,"I don't know, but I don't like the looks of it. I have no idea of the power of those we face, but they would have to have at least a wizard or two that were fairly powerful. We need to move it. I have no desire to be on a ship if it is some kind of hurricane or tidal wave. Do what you can to help the exodus from this ship. It appears the captain of the other ship has let Ve convince him to follow us as well."
He replies to Cori then,"That's awesome. We have some kind of storm approaching and we need to get to shore quickly. Keep an eye on it. You and Ve don't need to be up in the air when it hits, if it hits."
Posting Reports for Monday October 30th, 2006 5:21:10 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Oct 23,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXXX Valdore...X2X2XSS Mordrid...OOX2X Fr.Nick...X2XXX Dahlia....XOXOO V E Mont..XXXOX Corealot..OXXXOS
Adm Ceil - Hmm Their Good!!
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emerald Talons For the Week of Oct 23,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Donna..XXXXX Lien......XXXXXSS Falin.....XXXXO Milo......XXXXO Olana.....2XXOX Inger.....XOXOO Gunther...XXXXXS K'Nara....X2XXX Br,Bertram.XOXXO Aerelia...XOOOO <Problem with the New Bee??
Adm Ceil - Not bad just one Problem.
Lian Monday October 30th, 2006 1:34:49 PM
The monk nods. "I'm thinking druids, but your probably right. I'll do my best to keep the troops moving." He moves off toward the elves again.
K'Nara d20=11 Monday October 30th, 2006 7:24:36 PM
K'Nara watches Gunther move off, genuinely puzzled as to why he's angry and frustrated. She resolves to try to pep up his spirits later.
The blade singer then strains her brain in an attempt to try to figure out where the ships may be--it might give a clue as to what "city" the troops had been recruited to save.
(OOC: Making an Intelligence roll--result is 11. However, if this a "fabled land" (i.e. magic place of any sort), then you can add K'Nara's Knowledge [arcana] ranks to it: +9.)
DM Jan Monday October 30th, 2006 7:43:22 PM
((Posting tonight when I come back from Fencing, so there's still time to throw a few things in if you need to.))
Olana Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:02:22 AM
Olana listens to Valdor's instructions, hoping that those weird-looking clerics can come up with something. She didn't fancy having to send the horses overboard, although she knew they could swim quite well.
Nick Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:04:15 AM
Hearing about the storm out in the lake, Nick goes in search of Dahlia. Something was tickling at his memory.
(earpiece) 'Dahlia?'
DM Jan Tuesday October 31st, 2006 1:45:18 AM
((Come on, you horrible lot, I didn't give you the day off. Get posting. ;) ))
Valdor finds the Brothers Ga'al huddled together at the starboard side of the ship, just below the poop deck. "We would be glad to be of assistance," says Brother Michael. "If there is stone at the shore, I'm sure we can mould it into something."
Below deck, the elves are quiet but busy, getting organised via hand signals, in order to disembark as quickly as possible.
K'Nara has a good look around. The immediate area is beautiful, there's no doubt about that, and the distant mountains cut quite an impressive skyline. it would probably be a nice place to live - arable land by the looks of it, onshore - and plenty of fish! But it looks quite uncultivated. Untouched by civilization, except for the camp on shore. There's no magic 'feel' to this shoreline, either, and really - all she has to go off, is the original prophecy. Was it as simple as that? If it was - then there's no sign of it.
Gunther finds Borden gathering his men, and he gets a nod of inclusion into the group. (Orcish) "Providing the water is deep enough, and there's a decent shore, I've no qualms about riding the horses into the water. Those of you who can't swim - use the horse. It'll get you to shore if you don't panic." There's some unease and cursing about the whole idea, but - if it has to be done...
And so!
All three ships change course and start toward the headland. Coming around it gives everyone a good look at the immediate territory. Here it hasn't been flattened and cannibalized by the encampment further north. Sandy shore (No stone.) Green meadow and patches of trees. The headland is a small hill that creates a barrier between everyone and the encampment. At ground level, they can't see you. You can't see them.
A subtly unnatural current brings the ships into shore, until -
"We can't take her any further in," says the first mate. "She'll run aground, but we have four row boats." He hesitates, then rubs his arms. "Why do I feel like someone's walked over my grave?" he asks.
And there it is suddenly - distant, but gradually growing - DRAGONFEAR! Ever so slowly it starts to sink into everyone's bones.
MEANWHILE!
Up in the sky, Ve and Cori can see the ships change course and sail around the headland in the distance behind them. Ahead, there is a slight flash of silver amongst the distant cloud and thunder.
((Okay, I need some SPOT checks from you two.))
Everyone else, you have to disembark, in a hurry, I suspect. SPOT checks, and reconaissance checks (Survival etc etc) - roll 'em.
In the meantime, I'll have a map ready for you, Tuesday night.
K'Nara Tuesday October 31st, 2006 9:46:03 AM
K'Nara frowns thoughtfully.
"Looks like it will be bath-time for the hor--" she begins to say, then the spine-shiver moment with the new first mate interrupts. The chestnut-maned woman wheels around, scanning the sky as she recognizes the effect for what it is (thanks to unwanted audiences with Parnoth.)
"Everybody, MOVE!!!" K'Nara bellows. "We have to get off the ship, onto shore and under cover--NOW!!!"
Ve Mundr d20+16=22 d20+14=15 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 12:32:49 PM
All three ships were moving together, that was good. "Well Cori I would think we did quite well. Two more vessels not on the opponents side and all. That is most definately nota natural storm and as exciting as I'm sure taking this carpet into it would be. I think returning tand setting down on the shore to be order of the moment." With that Ve commands the carpet down and towards the shoreline the ships are headed into.
[Spot 22, Know arcana 15 on the storm]
Mordrid (Protection from Electricity) Tuesday October 31st, 2006 2:10:25 PM
Mordrid takes to the air again. Making sense of the dragon fear, he shouts at those below, "Ground the #$%^& ship! The boat was made to serve one purpose, and it has! Let's get ashore!"
"Valdor, the horses have water-walk."
The ranger flies up and out, between the beach and the ship. He casts PROTECTION FROM ELECTRICITY.
"Valdor, Nick, we over-looked the effect of dragon fear on all these men and women. There will be a trampling riot amongst these people. Only the holy men can give the elves and orcs the courage they need."
Lian Tuesday October 31st, 2006 2:45:04 PM
The monk waits with the elves.
Corialote [spell resistance: SR 34] and Amarth d20+14=30 d20+12=25 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 5:11:38 PM
Cori nods to Ve. "Not a bad days work really..." She slowly lets that fade as he starts to feel the unmistakable presence of dragon. "The storm is not the problem...do you feel that tingle...the hairs standing up on the back of your neck..." Her eyes rove the skies as she tries to spot the source of the fear. "Dragon fear and it is headed this way I fear." She palms one of her magic missile wands from the pocket of her pants as she looks to Ve. "We may have to play bait."
Amarth from her shoulder does not look at all comfortable about any of this and a dragon was not in the plan...well at least this early.
Brother Bertram d20+8=18 d20+8=10 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 7:35:05 PM
Bertram searches for the fear that is racing through his heart and looks about wildly. He is also faced with the fact that they are about to leave and/or lose the boats....and that he will sink like a stone...
(Spot 18, Survival 10)
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+14=32 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 10:22:17 PM
Dahlia still below and finally finished with a fruitless search hears the hubub from above and Nick calling for her and heads back up as he answers him. "Yes Nicholas, Can I help you?"
*******
Up in the crows nest, Ingrge watches with interest as the ships make their move to settle into shore and catches a glimpse of something out of the corner of his eye. Sure he saw something (DC32) he focuses on the area trying to discover what it was that he saw.
Valdor d20=20 Tuesday October 31st, 2006 10:32:50 PM
Sensing the dragonfear and hearing the others' comments, Valdor says quickly,"Ve, Cori, get back here now. We don't know if the dragon even knows we are here yet. We're getting off the ship quickly. You won't stand a chance on that carpet against a dragon."
He "helps" people get ready to exit. Anyone who can swim, he'll heave a dozen extra yards toward the shore. He leaves the horses to the elves, knowing their abilities with animals exceed his own.
He scans the area and the oncoming storm, looking for signs of the dragon.(Spot nat 20)
Milo Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:24:58 AM
As the dragonfear begins to sink in, Milo scampers down to the deck, and changes out his slippers for boots of speed, replacing the slippers in his haversack. He then silently finds a place by Olana's side, "Do you feel that?" The halfling shivers.
Olana d20+14=29 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:48:18 AM
Olana is chewing the corner of her lip and looking edgy when Milo arrives. "Yeah - feels like Parnoth has arrived," she grumbles. "How we're going to get everything on shore without breaking a few legs, I just don't know. I hope those orcs are right."
SPOT DC 29
Nick Wednesday November 1st, 2006 1:50:42 AM
"Dahlia!" yells Nick, as he's pushed and shoved this way and that as folk try to disembark. "That prophecy - didn't you say you saw a silver dragon? What do you know about silvers? Can they do weather?"
Dahlia (illegal second post) Wednesday November 1st, 2006 6:48:31 AM
Responding to Nicholas as she pops out of the hatch and onto the deck.
"To the best of my recollection, the silver dragons are indeed good with weather, mostly wind and cold, but I am sure other things as well."
Valdor Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:04:56 AM
Valdor pipes in,"Wasn't a silver aligned with the black dragon? We should be very cautious about revealing ourselves to this silver."
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:28:52 AM
Ve arches a brow towards Cori, "and landing on the boat was an idea that didn't set well with you?" He then smiles even as Valdor directs them to return and adds with a wink to the drow mage. "Me thinks he is far too protective of me." Though Ve does continue down and towards the shore the ships move to, he will not go below 100' feet quite yet.
DM Jan Wednesday November 1st, 2006 12:31:20 PM
((Guys and Gals, due to a few upcoming administration issues, I'm going to have to push things along a bit then we can get to the finale.))
OUT ON THE LAKE -
Just concentrating on the storm for a moment, at their altitude, both Ve and Cori catch the sight of a silver tail, darting in and out of the clouds in the distance. This is a dragon-made storm.
And while Valdor's voice hammers urgently through the earpiece, Cori spots something else - something that makes her stomach curdle. In the water below - a dark shape is moving rapidly toward shore. A big, dark shape. Dragonfear rolls through the ether, twisting the perception, attempting to freeze the mind - and it's accompanied by a voice - telepathic and female, aimed at the two carpet-fliers.
If you're out looking for trouble, you'll find plenty here. I suggest you hide, while he's out there getting his pet slave to do his dirty work.
The shape continues toward shore, until at some point, from this far up in the air, it seems to disappear altogether.
AT THE SHORE -
Ingrge, Olana and Valdor spot a small dot in the distant sky, approaching from the south, flying toward the group and the large camp beyond to the north. Valdor and Ingrge can even make out a flash of colour. They've both seen dragons in flight before, and this one? It's RED. Everyone has minutes. That's all.
The resulting chaos is unimaginable. The First Mate does not want the ship run aground - "Land lubbers... there's a keel! She'll list to one side and throw us all in the water!"
Borden doesn't mess around, he has both his men and his horses over the side, with the orcs clutching frantically at the flanks of their mounts, as the horses swim strongly toward the shore.
The Aisildurians decide to air walk. It's a fast walk.
In the scramble, Dahlia's memory might be jogged as to what she found below - barrels of water, food, various non-magical weapons, and some small barrels of black powder.
There is pushing, shoving, yelling, elbowing, trampling. Some of Capt Brown's men are trying to get the boats in the water, others are just leaping over the side.
Gunther discovers that his panther can swim quite well, although she's hardly too pleased about it.
((I'm assuming everyone gets to shore using whatever physical or magical means they have at their disposal. This is the pushing things along part ;) ))
The water is clear, and extremely cold. Luckily the shore isn't too far away. But after that -
after, in some cases, nearly drowning under the weight of their own weapons and armour, or getting elbowed in the face, or dragged below the surface of the water and swallowing half the lake, or getting stepped on by horses scrambling to get a footing, after that -
comes the thigh-numbing dash toward the clumps of trees.
Bedraggled and exhausted, those who have had to get through the water have barely made it before a large shadow flies past, above the tree canopy. It's the Red - coming into land at the camp.
So - dragons. Plural. A silver has been spotted, the prophecy tells of a male black one, and now a red one?
Reconaissance is urgently required. And a battle plan. And as Mordrid suggests, a need for morale boosting.
((Mark - my map email to you bounced back. Could you post your email address? I must have it wrong.))
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 6:34:54 PM
Lian moves along with the elven archers and prepares a spell(or tattoo). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
K'Nara d20=17 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 7:47:20 PM
Swimming in armor isn't easy...but K'Nara knows that it will be especially hard for Brother Bert--dwarves are NOT the best of swimmers.
"Bertram!" she gets the cleric's attention, "Help me get this hatch cover loose--it's wood and will float in the water...you hold onto it and I'll help you swim ashore!"
With Brother Bertram's help, K'Nara can get the wooden hatch cover off the hatch and into the water to aid the dwarf in getting ashore. (OOC: rolled a d20 for whatever kind of check the DM may feel is necessary; roll result is 17.)
After she's ashore, the leader of the Talons asks Valdor: "Where in the Wold are all these dragons coming from? Did we blunder into wherever that place was that the dragons of old were banished to??? How can we recon? As I recall, most dragons can spot anything invisible and can tell if a person is in their vicinity thanks to incredibly sharp senses..!"
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 1st, 2006 7:55:18 PM
A bedraggled dwarf, grunts gratefully to K'nara as they make it to shore. His axe he wipes down quickly, getting it ready for whatever may come next.
(Kagan@HarvestersHeroes.com)
Olana Wednesday November 1st, 2006 9:57:23 PM
If Milo is okay getting to shore, then she'll leave him to his own devices, otherwise she'll try and make sure they both stay afloat by using one of the ponies or horses to help them along a bit.
On shore and under the trees - "I felt sure that dragon would come down on us. It's either blind or distracted, or thinks we're part of the whole shebang, maybe."
She'll offer up her scouting services to K'Nara and Valdor.
Milo d20+16=34 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:22:45 PM
Milo doesn't even flinch, but dives straight into the water and begins to swim along side Olana. The halfling is a surprisingly strong swimmer. (OOC: Swim check DC 34)
Aeralia d20=12 d20=14 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:58:09 PM
Aeralia isn't much of a swimmer, but doesn't really have any other way she can think of to get to land, so she'll dive in, and make the best of it. Choking and coughing up water, looking like a drowned rat as she pulls herself up on shore, Aeralia quickly changes her mind and decides she doesn't like the ocean anymore, as she was starting to.
Once she has a few moments to breath air instead of water, the young sorceress stands and tries to ring some of the water from her dress, shivering against the cold. She darts for the trees once she realizes thats their current destination, taking cover with the others.
"So what are we supposed to do now?" she wonders outloud, trying to move to a better spot to overlook the camp.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (OOC: Swim Checks 12 and 14)
DM Jan Wednesday November 1st, 2006 10:59:12 PM
((OOC - something I didn't make clear in my post. With Capt Brown and his men, and the men from the other two ships - you now have approximately 250 mercenaries - all waiting for instructions, all wondering what the heck is going on.
Roll call -
Platinum Dragons Emerald Talons 15 orcs 42 elves A bag of hydra's teeth A raven A panther 250 mercenaries and ships crew.
So far...))
Corialote and Amarth d20+14=20 d20+4=16 d20+12=25 d20+4=6 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 11:20:16 PM
Cori simply shrugs and then looks to the sky again. She points out the tail that she sees but it is gone almost as fast. "I don't make the rules...I just break them." Her smile shows a perfect set of white teeth.
Looking down she shakes her head. "Look at the shape in the water...another dragon if I am not mistaken." Then she is listening to the voice in her head and shakes her head. "Seems that a certain Black Dragon dragon is on the prowl." She stats this both to Ve and to Valdor through her earpiece.
Amarth is also watching the area for signs of other dragons. He does not like the feelings that are going through his little brain. He also does not like the idea of dealing with dragons anymore than he has to.
Both Mistress and familiar are looking over the ground for places to hide, possible places for ambush and anything else that maybe helpful.
[Cori - spot 20 and survival 16 ; Amarth - spot 25 and survival 6]
Gunther d20+15=18 d20+6=13 Wednesday November 1st, 2006 11:56:52 PM
The big cat trainer cuts through the water, making sure that Thaeri is doing ok (Swim=18). Making landfall, Gunther scans the horizon (Spot=13) as he helps the other orcs to shore. He grins at the grunts. "Well boys, looks like we might just get to have some good old fashioned dragon stew tonight!" he calls out in spotless orcish as he shakes himself off. Trying to bolster their spirits, Gunther helps Borden and Birk form up the orcs in their ranks once more. Then he goes to Thaeri. "A big creature is coming. It is going to try and scare you...but don't run away. I'll be there, fighting it. But don't try to join in to the fight either...it will be too strong. Just stay close by and keep an eye out."
Valdor Thursday November 2nd, 2006 1:45:59 AM
Valdor swims to the shore, helping whoever needs it along the way. Seeing the large number of people not knowing what to do, however, gets his blood going. When he makes shore and feels the humming from his sword, Valdor spies the red off in the distance and booms out,"Start moving under the trees toward the North. He may spy us, but if we move toward the other camp coming out of the same ships, it may think we just missed the landing. Keep spread out under the cover of the trees. Rogues and elves, get out front and get us some distances to the camp. Stay out of sight. Move it!"
He puts his cloak on to cover his shining armor and moves under the trees. After the red has passed, he addresses the rest of the group and says,"Don't concern yourselves about that red dragon. We have fought and killed a bunch of those. We are here to possibly fight a huge battle and you are now on the winning side! It's great to want glory and money...it's another to lose and get nothing but death. After we win this battle, you will all be rewarded handsomely for joining us. You captains and ship crews who got us through that portal will have new ships! The rest will gain their glory and riches as well! Be prepared and, if there is a dragon to fight, stay spread out and let us handle the dragon. Be silent until I give the order to attack! Now, let's move out quickly and quietly."
He repiles to Cori,"Did you see the red that just flew over? That makes a possibility of three dragons. If we have to fight, we need to take out the red first, then the black. The silver is probably controlled by the black. Domi's shorts! I have gone against two dragons once, but never three. I don't want a battle if we can avoid it."
He then finds all the clerics and says,"You should all spread through the ranks. We can't be losing all of you in one breath. If you have any physical boosts, be prepared to cast them soon. Nick, I have a bad feeling about this. My place has always been at the front, and will be today. But, I have never had such odds against us. Don't get killed today. I'll probably need you to intervene with Gargul for me."
Nick sees uncertainty and even fear in Valdor's eyes. Noone else would probably notice that doesn't know him. His jaw is set and his posture says he's ready, but in the back of his eyes...
Lian Thursday November 2nd, 2006 3:34:27 AM
"Does anyone have any messages for Gargul that I can give him?" Jokes the monk.
"More Dragons huh? Ah well, nothing can be easy can it."
Mordrid (protection from electricity, protection from fire) Thursday November 2nd, 2006 9:41:39 AM
The ranger alights on the beach. He looks up toward the sky with wild eyes. His blood is pumping, and he is itching for a fight. (dragon - favoreded enemy.)
"Valdor, we just can't wait for the three dragon's to come together. Allow me to draw the red into a fight. We can bring him down quickly and even the odds. You know I am right."
The ranger casts protection from fire.
The ranger sets his bow, and prepares to let loose an arrow, if the dragon flies in range again, (1000 feet hehe) and with Valdor's permission (maybe, if he can control himself. The only thing currently stopping him is the fear of someone getting hurt by his initiations.)
The ranger mumbles like a madman, as he trods thru the sand while entranced on the sky, "rule number one when fighting a dragon -Attack first, attack fast and attack hard. Do not hold anything back. Rule number two - attack the dragon physically, not magically. Rule number three: Spread out..." The ranger sounds as if he is prepared to go on.
Ve Mundr d20+16=32 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 9:45:39 AM
Ve looks to Cori, "We are certainly in the right area now." as the voice mentions looking for trouble.
Cori points out the shape and Ve nods his agreement. "We should probably land and meet with the others. While our ability to see a great deal from high up is desirable, there is a dragon flying about."
Ve takes the carpet in to land with the group keeping his eye out about anything on the way. [Spot 32] When they arrive he locates Valdor and tells him about the voice. "My thought is the silver dragon warning us about the red and black. The silver is definately making the big storm."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Nick Thursday November 2nd, 2006 1:12:32 PM
Somewhat out of breath after the dash up the beach, Nick nods at Valdor. He can certainly understand his leader's apprehension and fear. Three dragons? Three? Although perhaps the silver...
"Don't worry. We'll get through it." Empty words, Nick, empty words... "But it seems to me that we desperately need eyes and ears beyond those trees. We need to know our enemy, and if there's a chance - exactly what they're planning."
He casts a sideways glance at Mordrid, who seems already enraptured by the thought of a dragon battle.
DM Jan Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:00:01 PM
Valdor's words help settle the general chaos, and the entire party starts to move and gather into strategic groups.
Lian and Falin get the elves and their bows organized into their own four groups - and two groups head inland and north, using the trees for cover, the other two stay not too far away from the main gathering. Brother Tyne, one of the Aisildurians, heads off with the northern group.
With the orcs, Capt Brown's men and the big hunting horses they brought with them - Borden, Birk and Gunther find themselves with a ready-made and fearsome-looking cavalry.
All the other men from the ships appear to gather together into one seething horde of infantry. And most of them are giving Mordrid a wide berth. Even the barbarians are not going to go near this crazy person. "He's right, tho'," says a stout fellow wearing a jaunty metal helmet with a single horn sticking out if it.
And so, it appears that Valdor, Mordrid, Olana, Milo, Bertram, Ingrge, Dahlia, Ve, Cori, K'Nara, Nick, Brother's Nyle and Michael, and Aeralia have a choice on their hands. They can either join up with the bowmen, the cavalry, or the infantry - OR - go in as an individual - OR - team up in smaller groups.
((Folks - let me know what your character intends to do - it'll just make it easier for me with the map, that's all.))
IN THE MEANTIME!
As the party gathers and sorts itself out -
The Platinum ranger is perhaps a little disappointed when the red dragon does not circle back. Going off it's trajectory before they reached cover, Ve and Cori figure perhaps that it was going into land at the camp.
Funny how there are no 'fear of dragon' screams coming from that direction. In fact, sounds can be heard, sounds like general 'camp noise.' No one is scared. Odd. Those stood close to Capt Brown's men may have noticed some of these men reach into their pockets and drink out of a small bottle, then give a sigh of relief. Not unlike the small bottle K'Nara now has, after the episode with the crazed man, back in Izen.
Could it also be, that for the time being, the group has been overlooked, or certain innocent assumptions have been made - that perhaps you're expected to join the main camp? If so - there's a window of opportunity right there, probably a small one, though.
ALSO! - someone appears to be wading into shore from the lake - a tiny, diminutive female, who begins to sprint toward the group as soon as she has found her feet. By the time she approaches, she is completely dry, her long, silky black hair flowing behind her. Those who remember the battle against Ebyron over at the Floating City will remember this one, where she was apt to change into something entirely more fearsome, and was last seen hurling great trees into the lake. A lake not unlike this one, in fact.
((OOC - folks, you need knowledge before you charge in - there's more. ))
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 d20+1=16 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:18:57 PM
Gunther looks over at Borden and Captain Brown. "Captain...can dose men ride? If not, they need a quick lesson. Get the horses ready for combat immediately!" Then Gunther returns his attention to Borden, switching to orcish. "Sir, calvary is not very useful against dragons. But it looks like that dragon just landed in the camp...and it sounds like there are other creatures in the camp. With our speed and prowess, we can easily sweep down on the camp when it's time and provide a distraction, allowing that big guy (Gunther jerks his thumb in Valdor's direction) and some of the others to sneak into camp and concentrate on the dragon. Then, once we've taken out the support troops, we can carve ourselves some nice dragon steaks." Gunther gathers Bordern's thoughts on the matter and then heads over to K'nara, letting her know his small part of the battle plan.
OOC: Int.=16
Valdor Thursday November 2nd, 2006 2:37:31 PM
Valdor is grateful for Mordrid interrupting his thoughts. He replies,"Steady brother. We really need some information first. If we attack, we may not learn what we need to learn. And if there are three dragons in the area, we don't want them all on us. They may split up so we need to sit back and watch for a little. If it looks like we're going to fight, you'll get the first shot."
He responds to Ve,"Well done. I thought going to that ship was a bad idea, and you have proven me wrong. Be ready with those hydra teeth. We will soon need them, I fear. I will check out the other camp myself this time. You guys and gals get everyone ready, warmed up, dried off, and start getting the leaders together. I'll be back shortly."
He applies his Dust of Disappearance and tries to find a spot to teleport to. If he can spy an area in the trees near the camp, he will teleport there, otherwise, he'll just teleport onto the edge of the beach and trees as far as he close as he can get.
K'Nara (AC35, HP 134/134) Thursday November 2nd, 2006 7:12:20 PM
K'Nara makes sure that Brother Bertram is under cover of the trees and then turns around, intending to join Valdor and consult with how to find out more about the people at the camp...when she sees an unfamiliar person exit the water.
"Looks like we have a visitor, Valdor..." she says to the leader of the Platinum Dragons, "...and wasn't this the one who shapechanged--"
K'Nara cuts off her statement as the woman approaches, not wishing to tip her suspicions off to the newcomer. The blade singer has no weapons in hand...yet.
(OOC: both Valdor and K'Nara were in the same party for their adventure in the ancient Wold.)
Lian AC 37, hps 88/88 d20+10=11 d20+20=36 Thursday November 2nd, 2006 7:21:11 PM Would the divine casters have had time to sit around and use the Incense of Meditation? I'm sorry it wasn't mentioned before, but I figured I'd ask now. Lian would have set it up early into the trip, provided 8 hours was free to do so. None of his spells would be affected, but the other clerics might be.
The monk leads/follows one southern archer groups. He remains vigilant and read to cast. (Spot 11, Listen 36)
He retrieves a Restorative Ointment and hands it to Brother Bertram. "Did you need a wand of Cure Moderate too?" ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Dahlia Thursday November 2nd, 2006 8:01:42 PM
Before leaving the ship altogether, Dahlia grabs a few of those small bags of black powder and then activating her boots flies to shore. Joining up with valdor and K'nara, she responds to Valdor. "Yes there was a silver somehow tied to the black, I am not sure if it is aligned or sudjucated."
******* Once on shore Ingrge watches and waits moving to join the elvish bowmen. Once with them he strings his bow and checks his supply of arrows.
DM Jan Friday November 3rd, 2006 12:29:18 AM
((OOC - Jay, you don't have that much time.))
Jay Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:21:16 AM
OOC - Thanks Jan. :)
Milo Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:32:30 AM
Milo does his best to stay near at hand, standing close to Olana, "I don't know whether to find a place to hide now, or just await the oncoming beasties... though it appears," nodding toward the newcomer walking up the beach, "that one has already arrived."
Brother Bertram Friday November 3rd, 2006 7:00:15 AM
Bertram gathers his power, praying to Domi and Gargul, asking for guidance and strength. He goes through his pack and gathers some gems which he places in a pouch on his belt for easy access.
Ve Mundr Friday November 3rd, 2006 10:32:01 AM
Ve frowns as Valdor teleports out, but says nothing. To himself he keeps his council at this point. Valdor had enough without descenting opinions or remarks abouthis immediate course. So to that end of keeping his tongue behind his teeth, Ve sets himself to assisting in preparations and to that end he tries to gather Nick, Cori and the Talons resident spellcasters.
"I have asked this meeting to discuss our general stratedgy. we obviously want to spread out to cause the greatest impact across the troops. The cavalry will proabbly have to be on thier own unless any of you are prfoccient enough in the saddle to be effective."
"Do we still have that potion from one of Brown's men? We can be certain the enemy will be drinking them and going into a frenzy of rather impressive magnitude. It may also stay off the dragon fear. I believe that dispel magics will be of enormous benefit. not only will it cancel the benefits of thier beserker fury, but the Dragon fear will be used against them as well."
Ve nods as he speaks of using this tactic to encourage the others to start nodding and soon hopefully has a nice agreement. He continues, "We need to be aware of where all of us are and the other extremely important players in this. With that in mind, each of us should take 2 others as our personal charges. With Dragons about, I will take Mordrid and Lian. This will also put me into the thick, which is where I should be. I suggest to Cori and Father Nicholas, that you look after Talons. For the Dragon Teeth, my thought is to send them to try and flank or to be used as instant reinforcements."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Mordrid Friday November 3rd, 2006 11:21:38 AM
Mordrid joins Ve's meeting, himself a little concerned about Valdor's sudden disappearance.
(The ranger still appears intoxicated by the hunt).
The ranger nods once when he is assigned to Ve. It was a good match. "I think we keep our troops together in a rally area, until the camp has been suitably scouted. It would be insane to approach in full force when we don't know what's there. Any plan at this point would be folly. So, someone should go ahead immediately and find an appropriate staging area. I recommend Falin."
As soon as the group breaks, he goes to Lian, Falin and the archers. "Place all your non-magical arrows in a pile." Once they comply, or those that do comply immediately, Mordrid takes his wand of greater magic weapon +5, and uses 5 charges to cause 250 arrows to become magical (+5 arrows).
"Good luck gentlemen," Mordrid leaves the archers to their new treasure.
Corialote and Amarth Friday November 3rd, 2006 1:45:30 PM
Cori listens at the meeting but is not too quick to agree. When Mordrid speaks up she cannot help but nod. "My magics will be most useful against the non-dragons...though I do have a few things that should help even with the dragons." Two...possibly three dragons was not her idea of fun but hey. The smile upon her face is one of pure excitement. "I have a control weather spell that might allow me to ground all the dragons and put them into a better position for us."
Lian Friday November 3rd, 2006 2:39:49 PM
The monk/Hand of Domi watches as the arrows are enchanted.
"Where are we going Ve?" The elf almost resists; he has a duty to the archers and Talons.
Olana Friday November 3rd, 2006 9:11:56 PM
Olana looks in the direction Milo is gesturing toward and frowns. Who was this? If she's met this person before, she certainly doesn't remember.
"Friend or foe?" she says to Milo quietly, while trying to catch what Ve Mundr and K'nara and Mordrid, and everyone else was saying.
Nick Friday November 3rd, 2006 9:21:22 PM
"I've absolutely no objection to teaming up with some of the Talons," says Nick. "But who's keeping an eye on Valdor's hide?"
That was a question he didn't want left unsaid, although it might have been somewhat redundant because their leader was off somewhere on his own anyway.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Saturday November 4th, 2006 3:19:30 AM
"Lian, do not fear my friend." He motions to the other elves, "They have been trained as much as we can. Now it is in the hands of the gods."
Falin takes 25 of the magiked arrows and has the rest of the groups divvy them up with the instruction, "Only use these when you are certain of a hit." Falin goes with the archers and takes up a position so that all of the elven archers can see him.
He then takes his non-magikal arrows and places them into the ground, head first, for easy reach. He takes his 25 magikal arrows and placed them in his quiver so they can travel with him.
He momentarily closes his eyes and says a quick prayer to whichever god may be listening and then knocks an arrow and awaits. He feels an almost bestial stirring in his soul as the impending battle approaches.
Valdor Saturday November 4th, 2006 2:25:01 PM
Upon arriving in his new location, Valdor says very quietly,"Ve, I'm going to search out their stash of that potion if possible. However, I don't think it's magical. Back at the camp, someone tried a detect magic, and it didn't show anything. I will destroy what I can find, if I have the chance. I will keep you all up to speed on what's happening here at their camp."
He moves around the backside of the camp, staying behind structures or tents between hom and the red dragon. He knows he's invisible and with all themovement, it shouldn't be able to sense him. But, he takes no chance.
DM Jan Saturday November 4th, 2006 3:26:51 PM
((Eek, sorry guys, got attacked by the blasted headache monster yesterday. Better now, so on we go...))
Valdor teleports out, leaving behind a slight pressure wave that pops as it moves through the air.
The remaining adventurers' gathering is joined part way through by the slight humanoid female figure who appears to have just swum ashore out of nowhere. None of the infantry stop her as she approaches, and none offer her any wolf-whistles, either, for she carries an aura of slight unease, and a gravitas that, while hidden by her smooth, youthful face, is betrayed by cold grey eyes that have witnessed eons. Lady Solara, Floating City Gold Level Representative, occasional advisor to the Overlord, and deadly, ancient black dragon in human form, shifts the silk, embroidered shawl around her shoulders, gives a slight nod to those she recognises, and listens.
Then, at some point, she asks -"What do you intend to do about their ships?" A slender finger points toward the lake. "The Floating City lies many leagues hence, beyond the horizon, and that's where they're headed."
Borden, Gunther and Birk are gathered in their own war council. The big orc leader snorts as he listens. "I agree," he says. "Our best chance is to decimate their infantry, cause panic, and maybe gather any orcs there to our cause."
The elves give Mordrid a solumn bow on receipt of the enhanced ammunition, and they'll distribute it as Lian and Falin sees fit.
Dahlia's appropriated containers of black powder might jog both Ingrge's and Cori's memory toward a recent article in 'Star Tower Wizard's Weekly'. A similar substance had been brought back from the Far West, and some old fool, in an uncontrolled experiment, had blown his whiskers off with it. The article had then gone on to partially dismiss the stuff, although pondered on what would happen if someone were to fire a magic missile at a larger pile of it.
As some discuss tactics, Bertram, Olana, Milo, Aeralia, Ingrge, Falin, quietly prepare their minds for war. This is the calm before the storm. Even the other men off the boats are going through their own solumn, silent preparation, checking weapons, armour, horses, aligning their thoughts for what is to come.
And during that time, the Wold begins to slip from late afternoon toward twilight, and both pale moons can be seen - ghost-like discs in the darkening sky.
A breeze blowing from the lake begins to strengthen, as the flurry of dragon-borne cloud starts to shift slowly toward shore.
MEANWHILE!
Valdor arrives at the other side of the headland, on the outer edges of the main camp. About 200 feet away, the big red dragon is shrinking rapidly, becoming human - a tall, narrow build, with dark hair and distinguished cheekbones; his robes are well tailored, a little flashy, like those of a mage of noble bearing.
And oh........ it's so tempting....
But then this man-dragon strides toward a large tent in the center of the camp. He is awaited there by two other men - who look striking similar. Same clothes, same bearing. One looks a little older, one looks a little younger. ((Mordrid, Ingrge, Dahlia and Capt Brown and his men would recognise the older one.))
Between these three and the half-elf warrior, is a seething mass of men and a scattering of orcs, some of them easily as tall and broad as him, and amongst the campfire smoke and the cooking smells and the 'delicate' scent of the latrines, is a sense of forced anticipation. Edgy and dark, the atmosphere is thick with it. These boys are rarin' to go. Even the presence of a dragon wasn't enough to turn it about. A rough count? Maybe about 900 of them.
Corialote [shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth d20+10=30 d20+34=50 d20+34=45 Sunday November 5th, 2006 3:17:52 PM
As Cori half listens to what is going on around her she had been thinking about a few items that Dahlia had brought with her from the ship. It takes but a few seconds for the recent articles to come back to her but she laughs. "I think our dear Dahlia may have the solution to our ship problem and if the other ships have the same cargo..." Her smile is purely mischievious as she shakes her head and laughs some more. "How many ships are there total Lady Solara?" She is hoping to get as close to a true count as possible and this lady is most formidable...she would have most likely counted them already...heck she probably knwe how many men where in the camp over the ways. Her eyes take in Lady Solara with a mixture of respect and envy, though she gives the woman a slight nod of her head.
Looking to Mordrid she shakes her head. "I doubt that you or Valdor will be happy about this but I need to do a little scouting." She moves off to the side of the group and prepares herself for the casting of a spell. When she is done she gives a nod to Mordrid and the rest as her shape changes into that of a will-o'-wisp. She takes off in the direction of the ships that are anchored a ways away.
Amarth does not look to happy as his Mistress takes off and he hops around on the branch that he is on. "She will be the death of me yet." He settles down to mope as he waits for her return.
Ve Mundr Sunday November 5th, 2006 9:25:52 PM
The cleric looks to Lian "At the moment no where. We wait for Valdor to return. If the potions are not magical a full barrage of powerful Dispel areas is still warranted." Changing his tone to a warmer one he adds to the monk, "Falin is right, you have done well by them. They will be well. We will cast other spells to assist as well."
A quick whisper to Valdor, "It will take us some time to organize an attack and I think we should as soon as we can. The longer we wait the greater chance they have of detecting us. The red flew over and obviously we were see as friendly units just a bit off. They are surely discussing why we landed here and assembling a party to come here. The enemy is surprised we must strike before they organize while they are still at rest." To his oldest friend Father Nicholas, he can offer nothing. Nick has seen the look before. From Ve's perspective Valdor would have to look to himself.
Ve now takes in the woman, "The ships? I plan to do nothing about them at all. My plan would strike within the hour and destroy them. The ships are irrelevant."
"Cori..." Blazing shadows of Gargul "Mordrid and Valdor are not the only ones." the cleric grumbles to her form as it moves off.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 d20+6=15 Sunday November 5th, 2006 11:40:45 PM
Gunther nods at Borden. "Right then. Make sure the boys are ready...we're going to have a good time soon enough!" Excusing himself, Gunther heads over to Ingrge. He hands the accomplished mage three scrolls. "Ven it looks like it's time for us to strike, vould you please cast dese for me? Von is for me...von is for K'nara...and von is for Borden." (3 stoneskin scrolls) Then Gunther heads over to K'nara. Grabbing her enthusiastically, Gunther kisses her passionately. "Vhatever happens out dere...you had better come back to me!" Gunther hands the bladesinger a potion. "Dis is a Barkskin potion (+3). I vant you to use it. And make sure dat Ingrge casts Stoneskin on you...I gave him a scroll." With one final kiss, Gunther heads back over to the orcs and readies himself for battle.
Though he is by no means an accomplished rider, Gunther readies himself to join the calvary. Rising rather unsteadily in the saddle (Ride=15), Gunther checks to make sure that Thaeri is ok. He also reminds her not to engage with any of the dragons. If she wants to snack on some of the smaller creatures she is more than welcome.
Milo Monday November 6th, 2006 12:16:27 AM
While smiling outwardly, Milo mutters to Olana, "The jury is still out, but I think I may develop a permanent eye twitch if we go through any more portals like that last one. Too many dragons out here for my taste." To K'nara, "You want us to do some scoutin' boss?" Milo grins.
Posting Reports for Monday November 6th, 2006 6:51:27 AM
Game # 1 Platiniun Dragons For the Week of Oct 30,2006
NAME.....MTWTF DM Jan....OXX2XS Valdore...XXX2OS Mordrid...OXOXX Fr.Nick...OXXXX Dahlia....OXXXO VE MONT...OXXXXS Corealot..OXXOXS
Mordrid Monday November 6th, 2006 9:26:58 AM
Standing with Solara and Ve, "on the contrary Ve, if we attack the ships, their plans are delayed whither we fail or not."
"Be safe Cori," the ranger replies to Cori. With a look to Ve, the cleric can catch by eye contact that the ranger is not pleased with everyone running off to do their own thing.
"Another plan might be to attack the main camp as a feint, while another smaller group attacks the primary target, the ships. With such a diversion, surely the ships could be destroyed as they will be less defended."
Valdor Monday November 6th, 2006 12:20:47 PM
With all the noise, Valdor isn't concerned too much about being heard creeping back away from the camp. He replies to Ve quietly,"The only problem I have with that, is that they have done nothing to warrant us attacking them, other than destroy a bunch of trees. While we suspect them for much, they have broken no laws that I am aware of, nor have they harmed anyone who is our ally...yet.
However, we could position our forces around the perimeter, prepare to destroy their ships and be ready for exactly that, then simply approach their camp and demand an explanation. Let them make the first attack. If we keep our forces hidden, they will just think we are investigating and alone. And, there are at least three dragons in the camp at the moment. At least, I suspect they are all dragons in human guise. They dress like noblemen. I saw the red change form and he met up with two others who were dressed identically and they are at the center of camp.
Also, I estimate there are about 900 others here, some orc, some human. Perhaps some will change sides, perhaps not. I think we get the archers spread out in these trees, get the orcs ready. Keep our groups, the Dragons and Talons fairly close together. Get your hydra teeth ready. Also, tell the people from the other ships that in that camp is a large amount of gold and the survivors will split it evenly. It will give them something to fight for. Maybe our rogues can get to the ships unseen. Of course, the other ships may have that black powder stuff too and it will just take a fireball to set off a chain reaction.
I'll leave that to them and you spellcasters. Mordrid, you and K'Nara get everyone in their groups and march. While there is a lot of movement and noise, we might be able to get close enough without being detected...but we need to move out now. When the dragons show themselves, we must take them down and quickly. I will take the red. My sword is hungry for it. When we confront them, they will begin changing, that is the time to strike. I will move close, as I am invisible, but I will remain silent. I think Mordrid should stay back with his arrows ready to fire upon them starting to change."
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 40/40, Disguise Self) Monday November 6th, 2006 12:51:43 PM
Aeralia could feel the pit of her stomach turning, and she stood shivering slightly, not much from the chill in the water, but from the fear of coming battle. She'd had her fair share of combat before, always finding her way into trouble. But this was a battle. A war. She was no soldier. She was hardly a mage for that matter.
"Why...don't we go try talking to them?" she murmurs as loud as she can manage, trying to get her mind off the coming conflict. "I'm sure someone over there saw our ships come through and land, so they know someones here. We don't have to tell them your all here," motioning to the Talons and Dragons, then the elves. Maybe a few of us can go over and act like we landed like we are supposed to, and see what they want us to do?"
Closing her eyes briefly, her attire changes completely, the soft linen shifting in to blackened leather, her boots into wicked looking spiked greaves, and her sleeves into taloned gauntlets. "I'll go, if you allow, just send a few others who might be the other leaders and captains."
Brother Bertram Monday November 6th, 2006 1:10:17 PM
Bertram goes through each of his spells in his mind, picking ones that would do the most good against such odds.
Lian Monday November 6th, 2006 3:42:09 PM
The monk watches Aeralia with awe and concern. Was she brave or just inexperienced? He settles on both. He smirks to himself.
Dahlia d20+23=42 d4+13=17 Monday November 6th, 2006 7:10:15 PM
Dahlia finds Cori and by happenstance Igrge happens to be nearby, when she puts her containers on the ground in front of them (how many did she get?).
"Cori, I'm not sure what this stuff is but there sure was a bunch of it on board the ship. You have any clue?"
As Mordrid, Solara and Ve chat about the ships Dahlia noda a greeting to the black dragon and then adds her piece to the conversation.
"I have a couple of friends who might enjoy those floating piles of kindling. Let me know if you want me to put them to work. In fact I expect I have a few friends who would enjoy a good romp with their infantry as well."
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Ingrge nods at Gunther's request to cast the scrolls when it is time and then about drops his Jaw when dahlia casually drops the containers at his feet once he realizes what they are (Anowledge Arcana 42).
"Dahlia, unless you want to blow us all up, please be more careful with those things."
Quickly casting a spell Ingrge sends an Arcane eye heading toward the eenmy camp hoping to gain a little information. Moments later he casts yet again and sends 17 prying eyes out as well with instructions to encircle the enemy camp and spend 30 minutes spying on the camp then return to report.
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Rat of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
K'Nara Monday November 6th, 2006 8:15:52 PM
The blade singer's eyes narrowed as her mind turned and she finally placed the "human" female as Lady Solara. She made sure to activate her own earclip so that the Platinum Dragons could hear her words (plus whatever response the shapechanged dragon may make.)
"Lady Solara...I'm assuming that the troops massed over yonder are to 'save' the Floating City, then?" K'Nara asked of the representative. "What in the Wold do they believe they are rescuing the Big Float from?" Her hazel eyes sweep Solara up and down curiously. "From you? Or something else..?"
Olana Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:50:35 AM
"Portals are unnatural," Olana says quietly to Milo, in full agreement of his observations. She'll hang out nearby, also - then if K'Nara does want some scouting done, then both she and Milo are ready.
She's also intrigued about what this stranger has to say.
Nick Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:56:11 AM
"If there's a contingent going for the ships, I'll volunteer to accompany them," says Nick, followed by a shrug. "Well, whoever goes will need some protection, right? Providing the main group has adequate protection, of course."
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Tuesday November 7th, 2006 1:34:14 AM
Falin has little effect on trying to slow his body down. His heart is racing with the thrill of the coming battle. He almost considers dropping his bow and taking up his sword in order to battle in close quarters, but then shakes his head at the thought.
He turns back towards the groupings of elves behind him and motions for them to remain patient and vigilant. Keeping them in his mind and knowing his responsibility to them helps him keep his focus. If he failed they would be the ones to suffer for it and he would not let that happen.
With a grim determination he turns back around and watches events unfold as they continue to prepare.
DM Jan Tuesday November 7th, 2006 1:55:30 AM
"Save it?" snorts Lady Solara, flicking back a few strands of silken black hair as she answers K'Nara. "Lathiese wants the Floating City for his own, and I'm assuming he's told some preposterous tale in order to persuade some of the lesser races to help him. He'll kill them all, you know, once he has power. He won't want to share it." "I have to admit, I'm a little surprised at his impatience. It wasn't that long ago he encountered the Storm Dragons and went to look where they came from. And from what I can see, he seems to have invested a fair amount of his treasure for this little exercise. " But then perhaps it isn't patience, but timing. The Float is still rebuilding after that addled-in-the-head fae nearly destroyed everything. They're distracted. I see he also has managed to hoodwink another dragon into helping with this little jaunt. Only a red would be so naive, so short-sighted. "Look - whatever you're planning to do, I'd do it before Lathiese gets back to shore. He's dangerous, you know."
As for Cori's question about how many boats, the lady shrugs. "I don't know. It takes a certain amount of concentration to avoided being detected by a mate, so I didn't notice the details." Cori might remember, from being up on the carpet, a count of around 40 of the larger boats anchored close to shore.
Dahlia has managed to appropriate 8 small containers of black powder.
Ingrge's Arcane Eye sets off (becoming blanked out to him for a moment as he concentrates on the Prying Eye spell) and once the other eyes are on their way, he can concentrate on what the arcane one is seeing.
The cavalry prepare, and are joined by Brother Michael, who slips confidently into one of the big horses saddles. The elves move quietly, toward their positions.
Capt Brown approaches Ve, Mordrid and K'nara. "Well, I can give the orders for the infantry, but what orders am I supposed to be giving?" he asks. He gives Aeralia a double-take.
To the will-o-wisp, the arcane eye, and the invisible Valdor, the camp seems so chaotic and noisy that if any of them were to walk stark naked amongst this crowd - no one would give a hoot. Here and there, banners can been seen flapping in the growing breeze - banners depicting a clenched iron gauntlet.
However - the three noblemen at the centre of camp appear to be in a heated argument. One of them is pointing south, toward the headland.
So! What is to be done? Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City? Or is it just a bunch of excitable lumberjacks having a picnic? And have our heroes time to find out before the 'real' villain arrives?
The sky begins to darken, heading toward night, although it appears there will be plenty of light this night, as the Wolds twin moons begin to rise and brighten, bringing forth influences of their own.
Lian 6d4(3+4+2+2+4+1)=16 Tuesday November 7th, 2006 3:03:35 AM
Sometime in the evening, he will seek out wild berries. He will use his tattoo of Goodberry three times if he finds the berries. (16 berries)
The hand of Domi sits, listening to the air. The fact hits him that many of these people, including himself, may be dead by sunset tomorrow.
As night falls, he begins meditating to the sounds of night.
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Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking)
Mordrid Tuesday November 7th, 2006 9:14:48 AM
Mordrid says flatly to Solara, "are the people of the Floating City prepared for a fight? Do they even know they're endanger... again?"
Mordrid allows Valdor more time to scout before making a move. He puts a hand on Aeralia's shoulder to let her know he hears her, but he wants here to hang on for a second.
With a change of heart as the facts are presented (and the dragon has passed), "Valdor, can you tell me again why we are here? What does this have to do with New Elenna, the land we are sworn to protect? Are all these people prepared to die for this?" He says this loud enough for Aeralia, K'nara and the rest to hear. Having not witnessed the vision, as others have, he doesn't understand the relevance.
Valdor Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:25:48 AM
Valdor replies to Mordrid,"We are here because of the black dragon's ambition. If he succeeds in this, not only will friends of ours and an entire city, be destroyed or at the least, conquered, but also it will embolden Parnoth. The vision showed the two coming together to destroy the gold dragon, which could mean just Sturdevant, or our entire city and country, since he is High Lord Mayor.
If we can destroy this threat, Parnoth will not be stupid enough to attempt either Sturdevant or Plateau City, without help. This place is utter chaos. Get everyone here as soon as possible."
Valdor, in all the commotion, moves fluidly through the crowds, searching out the stash of potions. Since he has time, he makes sure to avoid the tent where the dragon is. He does try to move close enough to hear their argument, if possible, depending on how many people are close to the tent. If there are not a lot of people close to it, he won't risk it.
Mordrid Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:38:20 AM
Speaking to all those around, "You heard the man; pack up and move out." Mordrid mounts his horse, and waves back for those in the rear to see. "Moving out!"
Lian Tuesday November 7th, 2006 11:49:11 AM
Having just settled in, the monk has to move out now. He sighs and begins to gather gear.
Ve Mundr Tuesday November 7th, 2006 12:29:00 PM
Ve holds a hand up to Captain Brown, "Not to be rude, but a moment please Mr Brown." he then after hearing Valdor relay the tent conversation turns to Lady Solara. "This is enough of this. Solara, the 'enemy' is having a conversation that impicates you have been talking to them. 'Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City?' You stand here and tell us that we need to destroy thier forces and ships. Those are two diverging goals of interest. You earlier said mate, as in yours, which gives you inside information as to how to stop him. There is also the Silver dragon flying about The Big Float' already. To me it looks as if you dragons are having issues and are throwing treasure and veiled intelligence about so that the wretches of the noble races do your bidding."
"So we are going to go through a quick question and answer session as Mordrid gears up the troops to move. Laithiese is the Black dragon we care about and he is returning to shore from where? You came to shore from where? Who are the 'our heroes' the nobles were talking about? The three in the camp, the look a like nobles, All red dragons aren't they? Finally the silver flying about in the Storm. Who is it, whose side is it on and where did it come from?"
Ve then glances to Mordrid, with the troops, "I have the ability to hide all of us from almost all of them. The dragons might see through it, but none of the troops will."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 7th, 2006 3:37:31 PM
Bertram shrugs and sharpens his axe, feeling pretty useless for the time being.
Milo Tuesday November 7th, 2006 5:48:56 PM
Turning toward K'nara, "What say you do this oh fearless leader?" The halfling smiles.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday November 7th, 2006 6:50:57 PM
Dahlia quickly ask Valdor one simple question. Valdor do you want their boats to be no more? I can make it happen, I think.
Lady Solara, what might you know of a silver that is supporting the black?
Ingrge waiting for a decision about if they are going to try anything magical begins concentrating on his arcane eye and seeing what there is to see.
K'Nara Tuesday November 7th, 2006 7:00:35 PM
The blade singer stows the potions given to her by Gunther into her haversack, but awaits the Lady Solara's responses to the additional questions put to her.
"I'll let you know, Milo, as soon as I know." she acknowledges the rogue's query with a nod to him before turning to Lady Solara with one eyebrow lifted.
"Well...m'lady..?" K'Nara prompts.
Gunther (AC33, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13 Tuesday November 7th, 2006 10:20:49 PM
The warrior watches the exchange between the Plantinums and the Talons...his mind aching. First it looks like we're going to fight...then maybe not...then we're going to destory ships...or maybe not. Shaking his head, Gunther waits to see what the end result might come to.
Nick Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:08:22 AM
Nick prepares to move out with the ship scupperers, not quite sure what they have in mind, but he hopes it'll be fast, and effective. Multiple dragons did not sound good.
Olana Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:11:17 AM
Olana scowls at this Solara person, hoping that they can all quit yakking, and get moving.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:46:07 AM
Falin, unaware of the happenings with the other party members, continues to wrestle with his own inner feelings. He craves the freedom that open battle can provide. He is beginning to fidget with the excitement of what is to come. Falin is finding it harder and harder to keep his focus. It is almost as if he wants to break free from the confines of this safe elven persona and become more than he is.
His outward appearance is that of an anxious child waiting for something to happen he has begun to pace back and forth in a small 4 foot area as the events unfold around him. He has an anxious look about him and every once in a while he bites at his nails for something to do.
DM Jan Wednesday November 8th, 2006 2:13:37 AM
Lian finds his berries, in fact, in these quiet moments he discovers how pleasant this part of the Wold is - green, temperate, looking like it will support life fairly well; there is plenty of access to fresh water, and fish, going off what was seen out on the lake. And here, there's no brooding, magical buzz, no pig-headed sentience to wrestle mentally with, unlike the tempestuous and unforgiving Culverwood.
Further to the north east, Falin's group of elves have arrived at a section of trees where they can see the northern area of the camp. The growing darkness gives them plenty of cover, while offering little obstacle to their keen sight. In fact, if anything, Falin's sight in particular seems to get better. So does his hearing, and his sense of smell. Burning wood, cooked meat, and the stink of humans. That last smell in particular causes his hackles to rise...
As the men on foot begin to follow Mordrid quietly through the trees toward the camp, Solara's hackles are also beginning to rise.
"The Float has no idea about this. None of us did. I have two choices - run and tell, or stay and help. If you can't stop them - then perhaps I'd better cut and run, and warn them?" Her eyes drift to the insignia on Ve Mundr's armour. "Follower of Domi, I am having difficulty understanding your common. What are you asking me? What my own intentions are? "Long term, I would have thought they were obvious, but I assume that is a dispute you don't want to get into right now. "As for Lathiese, yes, he's my mate. We are on unfriendly terms." She smiles coldly, obviously irritated about this particular subject. "Do you know how a black dragon fights, Domi worshipper? We wait - in the water - and then we pounce, and drag you down. And there we hold you, until your lungs burst, until your thrashing stops, and you die. "You tell me there are three red dragons - that's the first I knew of it. I saw the one, just as you did. As for the silver - " She beckons to the group, and points through a gap in the trees, where the lake is visible, and fog rolls on it's surface. "The silver, he subjugated many years ago. She isn't old, as dragons go, but she is a weather adept. From what I've seen, very highly skilled. I don't know what he did to her, but I once saw her humanoid form. It is of a girl child, and her face bears terrible scars. "He's out there now, under the water, or at least he was when I swam past. He had no reason to disguise his intentions. He always has been easy to read. However, he could well be back at the camp by now for all I know.
"I realize it is difficult for such good people as yourselves to take my word for it, but really - you do NOT want Lathiese in control of the Float."
OVER AT THE CAMP -
Cori, in will o wisp form, takes a look toward the ships - they don't appear to be guarded, but there's no jetty. Getting aboard them to do mischief will involve flying, swimming or rowing via one of the many small rowing boats pushed up onto the sand.
Ingrge's arcane eye snakes about the camp - barbarians, orcs, humans - no elves or halflings, from what he can see. No casters that he can see. Plenty of axes and greatswords, though.There's a big fancy tent right in the middle of camp, completely at odds with the surrounding mess. Then - on the far side of the tent something seems to leap into the air. There's a fluttering of silk, but it changes, rising - becoming muscular, and dark red...
Valdor finds himself having to duck and dodge, as the men in the camp mill about and blunder toward him, unaware of his presence. There's talk of an imminent journey, and rape, pillage and depravity of the worst kind, coming from the mouths of some of them, while others look on appalled. No sign of the potion stash as yet, but the conversation at the tent is getting louder and into high gear. Suddenly, one of the three 'noblemen' leaps straight into the air. His robes swirl and twist, and with a loud !!CRACK!! - two great, leathery wings emerge and lift him higher into the sky. The dragon's eyes are looking toward the headland.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 8:24:31 AM
Falin, seems to enjoy his newfound senses and relishes in the ability to see, hear, and smell better. All these humans destroying everything around them... What do they know? Their smell is repulsive.
He can almost feel the people around him. He can feel the wind move the individual hairs along his arms and his head. He closes his eyes and smiles as he can hear the crickets in the distance. He can make out the mumblings of the elves around him. He thinks of them and the families left behind in the Culverwood. That image snaps his mind back to the task at hand. His nostrils flare as he gets mad at the situation. Some of these elves would not make it home. He would do everything in his power to make sure that they all made it home, if for nothing else than to have the proper burial.
Falin lays down his bow and draws out his sword. He begins to twirl it in the air as if warming up with it. He smiles a toothy grin and the tought of seeing his enemies fall before him.
Lian Wednesday November 8th, 2006 11:05:10 AM
The monk feels small but uplifted by the scenery.
Mordrid Wednesday November 8th, 2006 1:02:36 PM
Mordrid looks over his shoulder as he trots away, a hint of a smile on his face as Ve calls Solara out. The cleric was going to be a fine addition to the group; someone who doesn't take crap, pretty smart chap too
At this point the ranger is resigned to do his duty, as convoluted as the situation is. And he leads the forces onward toward the camp. He points out to the others that Falin's to the left and Lian to the right, both leading their half of the line of archers; a line of orcs will serve as skirmishers in advance. The mounted troopers will come up the rear, with instruction to fill forward right thru Mordrid's position in the line. "Don't worry, I'll get out of the way." Their job is to collapse the center line, if a line is formed. "Ofcourse plans could change. We may be required to do a flanking maneuver. The situation will dictate what we do, as no plan survives the first contact with the enemy."
Corialote [shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth d4+1=3 4d8(3+8+7+8)+6=32 Wednesday November 8th, 2006 3:18:36 PM
If Cori could laugh in her will-o'-wisp form she would as she starts the preparations for casting a spell that will provide a distraction and do some damage at the same time. Her summoning spell will bring into exhistance a number of fire elementals that she plans to set upon the ships.
Amarth can feel the elation through the link that he shares with his Mistress and he sighs. "She is up to no good." He says it loud enough that anyone near him will hear and those that know his origins will know that Cori must be up to something...but what.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:32 : AC:16] - 23 rounds]
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 8th, 2006 3:44:55 PM
Ve listens To Solara, She missed the point, but I did hit her with a lot. "I was asking about your intentions, but I was also asking why an overheard convesation in the enemy camp, the enemy by your direction for us to destroy thier ships I add. Why that enemy directly mentioned you in thier conversation. Not only are you prominently mentioned, but the context suggests you have been in communication with them. Valdor overheard them say 'Is Solara correct? That this is a fighting force - it's intention to sail across the lake and capture the Floating City?' So you being Solara, they would only say that if you had told them that we are a fighting force who intend to sail across the lake and take the Floating City. That is where my question lies."
Ve almost holds his hand in a dismissing manner, but checks himself to a mere grimace "As to my experience against black dragons and those tactics, I am less than concerned. I have adequately prepared for such." Such posing annoyed him, but it his experience with a few dragons and creatures of like power had taught him of tactics of dismissive superiority. This conversation was done especially now with a red dragon closing. He waits to see if Solara does answer and then steps into his own preparations. Casting Protection from Fire and drinking a potion down, he moves up quickly to Mordrid. "Mordrid, I am going to try and trap most of thier army within Walls of Thorns. My immediate actions will be to cut them apart from each other and prevent our archers from being flanked." As he speaks he takes out the bag with the Hydra teeth. "These I think to use as a line breaker. Charge them. Our cavalry can then hit the confused and broken formation, assuming they have one in the first place."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
((~~Jan~~ Ohhhhhh, I get it now. Dan, sorry - that last bit of that particular DM post was just part of my narrative. A storytellers perspective, if you will. I should probably have cordoned it off a bit better.))
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red d20+15=28 d20+15=26 Wednesday November 8th, 2006 4:32:57 PM
The great red dragon takes to the sky as it leaps and stretches it wings. Great clods of dirt fall from its feet as it rises.
The dragons red eyes seach his own camp for something amiss.
The dragon roars and the two other noblemen spread out and begin to change into red dragons. Neck thicken and wings unfurl as they each gain mass as size. Those around them runn for cover just as they leap into the air. Their wings scooping air and battering those around them.
The dragons circle their camp as they gain altitude, their eyes constantly searching.
Valdor can see the three dragon communicating and gesturing apparently to one another as they rise. The dragons each slap at one another from time to time.
One of the dragons is smaller than the other two.
It looks like the three are up to no good.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Wednesday November 8th, 2006 7:48:40 PM
K'Nara, having heard Solara explain herself, needs no more convincing: she retrieves first the Barkskin potion and drinks it, then does the same with the Stoneskin potion. She scowls when she hears about the subjugated silver dragon--this is something that has to be dealt with as soon as possible.
After keeping the Big Float from becoming conquered, she would have to ask about how to free the silver dragon...assuming that the silver wasn't killed in the fray.
"I'll keep an eye on Falin and his archers," she offered to Mordrid, "Unless there's someplace else that you or Valdor feel I should be..."
Olana Wednesday November 8th, 2006 9:03:53 PM
Olana looks at Milo. "Looks like we have a choice. Do we follow K'nara, or go for a ride, or a sail? I don't fancy just charging in with that lot on foot. We'll get trampled for sure by some oaf."
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=11 Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:13:56 AM
Grinning as the troops are dispatched, Gunther rides along beside Borden. Taking out his potion, he gulps it and grins as his skin becomes rough and leathery. He also smiles as Ingrge casts Stoneskin on him.
Still very unsteady in the saddle (Ride=11), Gunther watches anxiously for the signal to attack.
OOC: Kent, what the duration and damage max on the stoneskin?
Valdor(Dust of Disappearance, Fire Resistance) Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:53:12 AM
With all the noise, Valdor is unafraid to whisper,"Mordrid, the three are in fact red dragons. They have sensed something and changed into dragon form. I will warn you if they head toward you all. Are the troops in position yet? The camp is in utter chaos and they are surely attacking Floating City. We have enough reason to battle. I am in the camp trying to keep from getting trampled in the confusion."
He stays around a group of people moving around so he won't stand out to any dragon eyes. He's not too concerned if he bumps someone as bodies are more than likely falling about and tripping over each other. He stays in the masses to keep his cover. As he moves, he activates his ring of fire resistance.
Suddenly a thought occurs to him. He attunes his ring to Sturdevant and says,"Stur, I don't know if you can hear me, but we are across the lake from Floating City and there are three red dragons helping the black dragon, along with probably a thousand mercenaries. If you have any connections that you can call on and get here to help us in the next few minutes, it would be great. All chaos is about to break loose. If not, well, speak well of me at my funeral, old friend. Enjoyed our time together. This is Valdor and I'm out."
Nick Thursday November 9th, 2006 1:32:17 AM
Quietly, into the earpiece -
"Cori, what do you see? Do we join you and attack those vessels, or try and use Dahlia's strange black dust on something else? I hear a roar, and it doesn't sound good."
He closes his eyes briefly. "Those near me - gather! Quickly!" he says, before beginning an invocation. (Nick is still stood with the discussion group.)
"Alemi, may your blessed strength guard these good people, and may the power of evil be overcome."
Casting HOLY AURA on whoever is close. Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)
DM Jan Thursday November 9th, 2006 2:22:26 AM ((OOC - okay folks, it's showtime. I'll have a map out to you as soon as possible tomorrow. If possible try and gve me a rough idea who you're with, where you are or where you're headed etc. We'll sort out the finer points as we get into it. Let me have your AC and hit point balance in your header, along with any active spells (unless you're already listing them below your post. That's cool, to.))
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The air above the camp suddenly comes alive with wings and red flesh. It's both a beautiful and terrifying sight, and power and dread roll through the entire area like twin tidal waves.
Fear causes Cori to catch her breath, mid-spell, forcing her to double her concentration as she creates the elementals. That will make her vulnerable if she's spotted, although her size will help.
Fear hits the elves in a wave, chilling them to the marrow. Only it's familiarity stops them from dropping everything and running. Oh, but this is much more than Parnoth. Much more. And there's something else... Al'thra, one of the young females, is about to offer encouragement to her team, when her eyes sweep toward Falin. Why had he dropped his bow? And by all the trees in Culverwood - his eyes.... his eyes were bright yellow...
Fear makes Mordrid's horse buck slightly beneath him as he leads his troops to battle. Off to one side, he hears Borden curse and check his own mount. Gunther finds he needs both hands to just hang on. There are fearful cries from the surrounding infantry.
As K'Nara, Ve, Olana, Milo, Aeralia, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Lian and the others move swiftly through the undergrowth, they can all catch glimpses of deadly wings above the tree canopy. Three dragons. Three.
In the camp itself -
Valdor still remains hidden in the chaos, and will probably remain so - until he makes a move.
High above, Nikoli uses the ground thermal to lift him, and he soars with his younger brothers. Three ships, over the other side of the headland, yes - now he could see. Ivan had been correct. And coming toward them - something shifting down in the trees, and distant cries of fear. He quickly goes through his choices, glancing directly below. He didn't necessarily have to put his brothers at risk. Below were just under a thousand of the lesser races, most of them twitching and eager for a fight - any fight. The effect of that herbal potion had been quite startling. Piles of platinum, they'd fight their own mother's right now. All he had to do was give the word. The old man was still out in the lake, so it was his choice.
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Thousands of leagues away to the West, Sturtavent, High Lord Mayor of Plateau City, has finished a lonely dinner and is stood on one of his many balconies, looking out upon the moonlit City. A message in his earpiece makes him turn swiftly and approach his desk.
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I have -?
Valdor in the camp Cori approaching the southern edge of the camp by the water Falin to the camp's northeast with two groups of elves The other two groups of elves to the south east Mordrid, Gunther, Borden, Capt Brown and his merry men all approaching the camp from the south.
Correct me if I'm wrong and where's everyone else?
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Thursday November 9th, 2006 5:01:56 AM The power... coursing through veins... I can feel my own heart beat like a drum in my ears... I like it... thinks Falin. He has a wide smile across his face. Falin drops his sword and begins to open and close his hands. Looking at he arms and his hands he thinks I feel so powerful.
He arches back and lets out a loud gutteral howl to the sky in anticipation of the battle about to begin.
He feels the wash of the dragon fear and sloughs it off like you would shake rainwater from yourself. He raises his hands into the air and clenches them into fists. His nails bite into his palms and the blood begins to run down his arms. He seems to welcome the fear as it washes over him. All concerns for others and for his own life wash away. And he howls again.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 Thursday November 9th, 2006 9:24:24 AM
The ranger shouts , "DISMOUNT!"
Throwing a leg over his horse, he jumps to the ground. Under his breath, "no use the horses getting toasted too."
Casting 'speak with animals',
Leaning into the horse's ear, "It will be ok Ebon. Go back to the beach by our ships. Lead the others."
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells Thursday November 9th, 2006 12:47:40 PM
Lian is with Falin and the elves.
The monk casts Bear's Endurance and retrieves a scroll.
He looks to the elves and calls out to them. "Steady! Have Courage!"
The elf puts on his game-face and clenches his hands, which begin to glow with purple flame. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins)
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red Thursday November 9th, 2006 2:24:45 PM
The three huge red dragons continue to gain altitude and bump and slap at each other as they rise.
The dragons seem to smile in recognition when they see the ships, there will be a fight!
All three dragons spread their wings to their fullest and that those that view them feel their powerful precense. Then the each dive in turn on their own camp and each snatch a humanoid out of the throng. They scatter the troops with their move.
The brothers red each use their powerful wings to scoop air as the gain altitude again, but this time with some in a claw. The brothers seems to be conversing with their captives as they againrise above their camp for a better look.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Thursday November 9th, 2006 4:30:49 PM
Ve is currently with Mordrid.
"We need to attack Valdor" Ve whispers into his earpiece. "And what did they go back and grab? I am summoning the hydra teeth."
With that Ve casts the bag and scatters the teeth upon the ground about him. To Those about him, "the skeletons will charge first, I will lead the next rank. Mordrid stay next to me and we might break and attack the dragons. I will be casting a prayer to affect all within 80' of me."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
Olana Thursday November 9th, 2006 6:43:32 PM
Not really knowing what else to do, Olana sets off after K'nara, ready to do her bows and arrows elf chick thing. She'd have to work up to lopping off heads.
Milo Thursday November 9th, 2006 7:01:56 PM
Milo salutes his love, and follows quickly in her footsteps, ready for whatever may come next.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 9th, 2006 7:48:04 PM
Cori continues her flight towards the ships trying to stay invisible in her adopted form. She will try to place each fire elemental upon a different ship. She can hear the voice in her head from Nick but is not able to reply in her current form
Amarth continues on with the rest of the group as they approach the camp. He keeps to himself mostly and stays in the trees for increased protection.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:32 : AC:16] - 23 rounds]
Not sure if the earpiece will allow for Cori to hear Nick or not. Even if it will...I would doubt she can reply in her current form as it cannot speak.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+1=13 Thursday November 9th, 2006 8:08:07 PM
K'Nara trots along with Olana and Milo beside her.
"Falin's group is closer..." she points out to the ranger and the rogue. "We can make sure they're properly in position--maybe even get the chance to help out with shooting down a dragon or three!" The leader of the Talons approaches the group of archers being led by Falin, seeing him with his back to her and a young female elf facing him.
"Reporting for duty, Commander..!" K'Nara says in a jovial tone, her hazel eyes twinkling as she takes in the scene, thinking it odd in some way that requires concentration...
(OOC: rolled a Spot check to see if K'Nara notices the odd stance of Falin (the sharpshooter whose bow is on the ground)...her total is 13.)
Brother Bertram Thursday November 9th, 2006 8:47:08 PM
Bertram swallows hard as the dark shadows soar overhead, but keeps moving rapidly through the underbrush.
Nick Thursday November 9th, 2006 10:46:11 PM
Not getting an answer from Cori bothers him.
He starts to move out with Ve and Mordrid and Bertram. Now he had two people to worry about, both Cori and Valdor. Like there wasn't enough.
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday November 9th, 2006 11:20:37 PM
Moving off to the side, Dahlia reaches into her pouch and grabs a bunch of gems. Throwing them to the ground Dahlia issues orders as each large elemental forms. The eight fire elementals she sends after the enemies ships with order to burn them to the water line and then to attack the enemy army.
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Looking over at the bulry and surly dwarf Ingrge lifts his bow and speaks up.
"Brother Bertram shall we partner up and see what we can do together?"
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance Thursday November 9th, 2006 11:51:41 PM
(Sorry all, I am sick as a dog and can barely even hold myself up to type. I wouldn't if this wasn't so important:))
Valdor whispers to Ve and Mordrid,"Attack now. The dragons probably won't roast all their troops. Yhey just came down and snatched a humanoid each for some reason. I'll cause a little havoc inside the camp once your attack takes place.. And Nick, quit worrying about me. I'll be fine...I hope."
Valdor looksaround for whoever looks to be the toughest group and will trail their movements, holding his attacks.
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Friday November 10th, 2006 12:07:18 AM
Aeralia breathes heavy as everyone begins to prepare, taking some small comfort in Mordrids grasp on her shoulder.
As the others move off in their different directions, Aeralia too heads towards the edge of the woods, though remaining under cover of the canopy. While the elves move into position, Aeralia takes a few moments to cast an invisibility spell upon herself, creeping through the woods closer towards where Lian and his squads of elves lay in wait.
Casting again, the young sorceress conjures forth her illusionary magics, four dozen or so shadowy figures forming within the woods north of Lian's position (OOC: In the batch of trees direction east of the 'big tent' in camp). The illusionary warriors quietly draw their blades, and creep silently towards the woods edge, ready to charge the camp as the first wave.
She knew her illusions couldn't contribute much to the coming battle. But if she could either get them to ignore some of the actual troops through her efforts, or have the enemy waste time on her illusions, then she'd accomplish something at least.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action: Major Image
Active Spells: Disguise Self (Hat of Disguise) Holy Aura (Nick) Invisibility
DM Jan Friday November 10th, 2006 2:21:51 AM
With the main group -
As some of the others dismount after Mordrid's command, Borden holds up his hand, and he and his men remain in the saddle. "You would be safer on horseback," observes the big orc, cocking his head, and wrinkling his wide snout. Obviously he is a little puzzled at the ranger's sensibilities. "These horses have been bred to fight. We have been bred to fight." Birk jostles Gunther's horse and looks at the orc-raised human. You're staying with us, right? his look says.
Nevertheless, some of the men, the humans, let their horses head back toward the beach.
With Mordrid and Ve at the forefront, Nick, Dahlia, Ingrge and Bertram find themselves mingling with this large group, mostly infantry, as they head under the trees toward the clearing.
And before them all, the ground suddenly comes alive with bones, as the hydra's teeth are activated. Arising are the skeletal remains of warriors, some aeons old, others dead only ten years or so. They have a singular purpose - to die gloriously, in battle. Armed with crude swords and sheilds, they line up, waiting. The one already activated back in Izen, and hastily stuffed in a large sack for the journey, struggles to escape and join it's fellows. -------------- A little further to the north east -
Frightened faces look toward Lian for a long moment in the moonlight before they grip their longbows with new resolve. Fear is so prevalent in the atmosphere, the monk can almost touch it. He can see the camp from here - men milling about, some looking up toward the aerial display. Funny how a few of them seem to be as fearful as his own group is, while others look up with smiles, completely unafraid.
Soon they are joined by Aeralia, who appears to have brought reinforements.
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Even further to the north east -
K'Nara, Olana and Milo dash through the undergrowth, arriving just as Falin let's out his tremendous howl. The sound jags sharply into their memory. Koshe Marr....... remember that song.... ? There is a sharp crack - like bone snapping - and Falin drops to the ground like he's been sucker-punched by a Taur. The change is unbelievably fast. Alemi only knows what pain the change has brought to the elf, and at the end of it, a beast crouches there. It's huge, muscular, wolfen, and the aura emanating from it is almost as scary as that borne of the dragons. The other elves stare, horrified, while the beast looks out toward the camp, the scent of those hated humans making it's nostrils flare.
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In the camp -
As Valdor gets ready to go on the offensive, he notices four young men huddled together. They do not appear to have the other men's giddy expectance of battle. Far from it. They look wary of the dragons above, and disgusted at the manic bloodlust around them.
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At the shore -
Cori's elementals begin to form, and then slowly drift out onto the water, in order to fulfill their purpose. They'll be joined later by Dahlia's - but that's later.
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Then!
One of the dragons sweeps down and sends forth it's fiery breath weapon. Immediately the trees above the main party are set alight. Lingering there is suddenly NOT an option, as heat and burning leaves start to rain down.
In the camp, there is a roar, a brandishing of weapons, and a shift toward the direction of the fire.
The ragged they come and The ragged they kill! You pray so hard on bloody knees. The ragged they come and The ragged they kill! Down in the cool air I can see.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Friday November 10th, 2006 2:35:26 AM Power... For too long he had been the weak one. Succumbing to the numerous attacks made upon him. Always falling before others. Not anymore. He was not the frail one anymore.
The rush takes him as the change takes place. It is painful, but he relishes in it. Almost welcoming it on. If this was the price of his freedom the so be it.
He had always been there inside. The voice that Falin wouldn't listen too.That was too base for a civilized race. Now he had the means to break free and to live. Now he was in control...
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris, & Ivan the Red Friday November 10th, 2006 9:13:21 AM
Nikoli burns the tops of the trees and exposes the troops below. The sulfourous smell follows as the dragons pass. The beat of wings only fans the flames.
The three dragons start to lose altitude and it becomes difficult to focus on them.
spellcraft roll of 13 to identify blur spell
Nikoli throws the mail clad humanoid in his claw into the air. The man stabilizes and then begins to fly on his own, he then disappears entirely.
Boris and Ivan hover near the the main force and drop off their charges. It is difficult to see what is happening from the whirlwind kicked up by the two dragons, but as Boris and Ivan claw for altitude it becomes clear.
The two on the ground are rallying their troops forward, banging their swords on their shields and waving their troops forward.
We will see how well they can put to use their recent recon by dragon to good use.
Nikoli, Boris and Ivan form up over their army and scan the surroundings, looking and searching with greedy red eyes.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-1 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells Friday November 10th, 2006 9:25:40 AM
The monk casts Enlarge Person. Scroll still in hand.
Again the elf calls to his crew, "Steady! Have Courage! Wait for the signal, it will be obvious." Game-face on, hands clench again, purple in flame. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins)
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=7 d8+13=18 d6=4 d6=3 d20=17 d8+13=16 d6=6 d6=3 d20=5 d8+13=16 d6=3 d6=6 d20=18 d8+13=19 d6=1 d6=5 d20=9 d8+13=15 d6=1 d6=5 d20=19 d8+13=17 d6=5 d6=3 d10=10 d10=2 Friday November 10th, 2006 12:01:26 PM
Before the dragons initiate combat / in response to Borden:
"The horses were not trained and never intended to withstand dragon fear. But do as you wish. Personally, I don't want the mounts consumned in flames." But then again Mordrid is a ranger and perhaps a bit too concerned for the well being of the animals.
Mordrid moves forward five feet, and begins to fire at the largest of the three dragons. ("far shot" feat if necessary, I don't have enough information to determine ranges.)
"Nick, Ve, cast 'silence' centered on my first and second arrows." (Hopefully we can get this in order). + 5 arrows with flame arrow (from vial of flame arrow applied long ago).
SHOT 1: (45)+ 7 = hit AC 52 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 4 fire + 3 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 17 = hit AC 62 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 fire + 3 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 5 = hit AC 50 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 3 fire + 6 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 18 = hit AC 55 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 fire + 5 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 9 = hit AC 43 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 1 fire + 5 bane of enemies = 31 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 19 CRITICAL = hit AC 58 / Damage 17 x 3 = 51 + 10 favored enemy + 5 fire + 3 bane of enemies + 12 icey burst = 79 total.
Lian Friday November 10th, 2006 12:32:48 PM
The monks eyes catches Mordrid's volley. He signals the group to fan out a bit so they do not get caught in the dragon hellfire. "Stay in the cover of the trees. Focus on Mordrids target if you can. Fire!"
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance Friday November 10th, 2006 12:49:24 PM
Valdor passes near the four and all they hear is a voice that says,"Your doom is upon you if you fight for the dragons. Head to the ships and you might live."
He says nothing else and moves quickly to one of the new 'generals' of the dragon army. As he approaches from behind the man, he looks over his armor for weaknesses and waits for just the right time to strike.
ADm Jim d100=22 d100=2 d100=90 d100=68 d100=30 d100=4 Friday November 10th, 2006 2:54:08 PM
Nikoli Blur rolls for Arrow shots from Mordrid if he is even in range?????
Arrow 2 and 6 missed
No fire damage to Red Dragons
Range modifiers may cause arrow 5 to miss also
[REPLY: Jim, I'm at work and do not have books in front of me, but look up the feat "far shot". It might be an epic feet, regardless, we are talking in the range of < 1000 feet with a minimum deduction in to hit. I know... unrealistic, but then again so is a fire breathing dragon. Honestly, I've been given no indication of distance or range, so I don't know if I should be firing or not. PS. why is there an uncharacteristicly large gap between the fifth roll and the sixth roll in the die rolls box?]
ADm Jim: I am at work also. I was surprised to see six shots and stopped mid post to do a quick research. I got interupted and when I came back reset the dire roller to the d20 and rolled. I was thinking of some spot rolls, but this is not an actual post. I actually got higher than the 4 after deleting the roll. I will leave the mistake rolls in the future to avoid any confusion.
I never did find out about the six shots, but then again, I did not have the real resources to look.
I still do not know distances and am not sure your character is within 1000 feet as there were no dimentions on Jan's map. Jan emailed me that she will up date the map on Sunday or Monday as she will be away this weekend.
~~Jan~~ Guys, just sit back, have fun, roll yer rolls and do your thing. I'll determine who hit what. No worries, okay?
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Friday November 10th, 2006 4:55:10 PM
Ve orders the skeletons forward in a charge to engage the group nearest to K'Nara and the elves she is with. Ve then stretches out his hand and invokes the power of Domi. A 440' long, 5' wide wall of thorns erupts through the ranks of the enemy. Running at an angle SW to NE to seperate a mass of the enemy from his now charging skeletons.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Friday November 10th, 2006 5:09:44 PM
K'Nara's eyes widen as she suddenly--sickenly--remembers that elusive bit of imagery she'd been trying (off and on) to remember:
Falin had been bitten by the werewolves in Harrowed Moon!
K'Nara activates her earclip so that the Platinum Dragons can hear her as she draws her sword from its scabbard and screams:
"Falin is a werewolf! He's just changed!" Then the blade singer proceeds to wave her arms at the snarling wolfen creature. "Al'thra! You and the other archers get away from here--move closer to your targets and attack as planned...the Talons and I will keep Falin busy! MOVE!!!" Even as she bids the young elf to go, K'Nara makes sure to use herself and her movements to keep Falin's attention on herself
Please, gods, she prays inwardly, ...please don't let it be necessary to kill my friend...
Aloud, still trying to make sure that Falin doesn't zero in on the soon-to-be fleeing elven archers, K'Nara bellows the word that makes her sword flare to life:
"Lucia!!!"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura) AC 39 / hp 231 Friday November 10th, 2006 5:30:21 PM
"No K'nara! Focus, forget him right now. In case you didn't notice, there are three red dragons in front of us!"
The ranger is startled and a bit paniced that the full weight of their groups were not leaning in the same direction. Did they truly not understand the danger they were in? Could they not see his volley, a flight that would bring fear to the gods, all but rejected by the dragon's hide and magic?
After Mordrid's first volley, he looks to his right and left, "you guys had better give me some space. It's about to get really hot around here."
The ranger looks for something in the nearby environment that would provide partial coverage from a full on breath attack.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Friday November 10th, 2006 6:02:42 PM
Valdor replies,"Good thing you told me. I'd have killed it as soon as I saw it. It'll make him tougher no doubt."
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=11 Friday November 10th, 2006 11:06:04 PM
Gunther looks over at Birk. "I am orc...where else would I be?" Then he looks up at the burning trees. "I believe that is our signal!" he shouts over at Borden "Ride brothers! Ride and destroy. We were born in blood and violence and we shall reign kings tonight! Let our swords dine on the blood they hunger for!" Adrenline pumping, Gunther spurs his horse forward full speed toward the enemy camp (Ride=11) more than ready for the battle to come.
OOC: Sorry about missing a post, wasn't feeling well last night.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] 10d6(1+5+1+4+1+4+2+2+1+1)=22 Friday November 10th, 2006 11:22:44 PM
Her form slowly changes into that of a female harpy in the blink of an eye. She points to the ships and nods her head. "Destroy them one all if you can...at least set them well ablaze." From the pocket of her pants she retrieves a wand and points it at a number of ships off to the side that the elementals are not on. "I am sorry but this has to be done." She sends a fireball over the top of the ships so that it will explode and catch many in the flames. "Plats...should be with you shortly...just seting a little fire." She cannot help but grimace at the work she has just done.
Amarth just about faints as he sees the fireball in the distance. What is his Mistress doing...cannot she not know the problems she may bring upon herself.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 23 rounds] [wand of fireball(49) - 22damage]
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Saturday November 11th, 2006 12:02:15 AM
Seeing Mordid's flaming arrows streak through the air in response to the dragons breath weapon, Aeralia assumes its time. With not but a thought from the young sorceress, her illusionary marionettes spring into performance.
Many dozen figures spring swiftly from the treeline, almost instantaneously forming two ranks. Several dozen men and elves, all dressed in flashy and vicious looking black leather (similiar to their mistress's current atire), all stand side by side, drawing serrated blades and shields. With a battle cry from a large human in the center, the whole lot breaks into a swift run towards the center of the enemy camp, all of the men taking up the cry in hopes to draw some attention from at least a portion of the enemy horde.
The puppeteer moves slowly into the field behind her conjurations, stealthed in invisibility. Her mind races, doing her best to maintain such a large number of warriors, and still keep them looking real, and 'individuals'. The growing darkness of night, and great distances to her audience certainly helped some. She does her best to gauge the distance between her illusions, and sets their speed to reach them in about 12-18 seconds, if it wasn't to entirely unrealistic.
That done, Aeralia leaves the magics of the illusion to takes its course, breaking her concentration once everything was in order.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Maintain Concentration - Major Image Move 5' to edge of the woods
Active Spells (Duration) Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (Nick??) Invisibility (99 rounds) Major Image - 5 dozen Leatherclad warriors (3 full rounds without concentration)
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Saturday November 11th, 2006 3:26:37 AM
K'Nara rolls her eyes at the dismissal of her friend Falin's plight but then realizes that it was possible that she could use the elf's lycanthropy to the group's advantage...if she could make sure that Falin definitely attacked the camp and NOT the archers nor the their allies.
"Hey--YAH! Follow me, then!" she shouts to the creature and then takes off at a run towards the camp the Platinum Dragons, the Talons and their allies are supposed to be attacking...hoping that the predator's instinct to chase prey will get Falin to follow her...
Kent Saturday November 11th, 2006 10:25:26 AM
Jan I am running blind, as I have not recieved any kind of map. hence why I have not posted.
ADm Jim: Hi Kent. Jan is away this weekend and told me she would be sending a map until late Sunday or Monday morning. Do not know what else to tell you. Distances would help, alot.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-1 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Sunday November 12th, 2006 10:20:40 AM
Staggered by Falin's affliction, but for only a moment, the monk finds the scroll and tucks it away again. He then casts Resist Energy fire.
"Just ignore the werewolf! He's harmless, deal with the dragons!"
The monk wishes there was a way to bring down those beasts to his level. He prepares to move. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins)
ADm Jim: Cletis - Invisible d8+10=18 3d8(1+4+7)+10=22 d8=1 d8=2 Sunday November 12th, 2006 12:56:33 PM
A yelp of pain is heard but quickly stifled high over the battlefield.
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Calculations:
70+20+18-67+22=63
Brother Bertram Sunday November 12th, 2006 1:20:34 PM
Cursing as fires flare up all over the wood, Bertram runs choking along with the others, praying for a fresh breath of air..and a chance to strike back.
Dahila: AC 32: HP 226/226 2d4(3+4)=7 d6=4 d6=2 d6=2 d6=1 d6=5 d6=2 d6=1 Sunday November 12th, 2006 6:52:00 PM
As they look over the hrde ahead Dahlia grins as she smashes another handful (7) of gems to the ground. 5 air elementals form as do 2 earth elementals.
She parcels out the 8 powder packets to the air elementals and tells then to fly at the red dragons and throw the bags at or in the dragons' mouths and then to do their best to make the dragons become grounded. To the two earth elementals she points out the enemy forces and instructs them to go have fun destrying the pointed out enemy troops.
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The fire elementals she released last round begin to play with the floating tinder boxes.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+20=39 d20+20=29 d8+6=8 d6=6 2d8(4+8)+12=24 2d10(10+5)=15 d20+10=22 d8+6=11 d6=5 Sunday November 12th, 2006 7:02:32 PM
As they approach Ingrge moves off to the side to avoid being part of any area attack focussed on the group and then once they get in view Ingrge too pulls back his bow and lets fly with two arrows (distance) straight at the closest dragon.
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. werewolf-Falin; hp 96; boots of speed) d20+20=40 d20+18=35 Sunday November 12th, 2006 11:06:29 PM
Drawing his holy sword Milo nods to K'nara, "Your plan is dangerous, but okay. I'll follow along to make sure it doesn't go screwy at the worst possible moment." With that the halfling clicks the heels of his boots of speed and disappears into the nearby shadow, following close, but staying down wind, and not so close as to possibly attract Falin's attention. (OOC: Hide DC 40, Move Silently DC 35. Took a -5 to both so he may move at full speed)
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=29 d20+9=15 d6+4=8 d6+4=5 Monday November 13th, 2006 12:44:21 AM
Olana looks on goggle-eyed with horror as K'Nara and Milo go dashing off toward the great throng of armed men. Wasn't it bad enough that Falin had just turned into some huge throat-ripping monster? Apparently not.
This round, she stays where she is, and gets to work with her bow, taking aim and firing at any one of the enemy close to Milo and K'Nara.
Hits AC 29, 15, for 8 and 5 Dam
Nick (AC 28, HP 138) Prot from Fire Monday November 13th, 2006 12:50:28 AM
Emerging from the canopy of flames and out into the open, Nick casts Protection from Fire on himself, and makes ready with the healing spells, which he is sure are going to be needed once those dragons really got started.
DM Jan Monday November 13th, 2006 12:50:40 AM
Folks, exact distances and travel is likely to get a bit complicated, so I want to try and simplify things a little, so - take a look at the map (link below) and lets try the following -
Range and Distance rules (applies to friend or foe):
Arena = anywhere on the map Arena is split into 4 quadrants
Air to Air - able to attempt ranged attacks anywhere in arena, airborne melee if in same quadrant. Air to ground (and vice versa) - able to attempt ranged attacks anywhere in arena. Ground to Ground - able to attempt melee + ranged attacks anywhere in same quadrant, ranged attacks in a different quadrant have a 50% chance of failure (chaos of war an' all that).
Movement - Ground to ground - moving from one quadrant to another takes 1 round. Air to ground - anywhere in arena - 1 round. Ground to air - anywhere in arena - 1 round. You can move diagonally. Be mindful of obstacles (eg, wall of thorns).
Be mindful of attacks of opportunity. If two or more travel together, and one is on the defensive, that is likely to avoid a melee attack of opportunity.
Let's give it a try, see how it goes. Let me know if you can't access the map.
Working on DM post now....
DM Jan Monday November 13th, 2006 1:38:36 AM
READ THE ABOVE FIRST
On Map: Blue columns represent the elves, and Aeralia's illusion. The blue arrow = the cavalry. Chris - Milo should be closer to K'Nara and Falin (did map this aft).
Not yet shown and in transition: Dahlia's latest elementals The skeletons.
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Things start to happen. Fast.
The Platinum bowman's arrows fly through the air with a strength and accuracy that comes with experience and practice, and arrows 1,3,4 and 5 slam into Nikoli's hide, hurting the mighty red. One arrow from Ingrge joins the others (Jim needs to roll the blur, tho').
There is no cover here, now that the trees at the southern end are on fire, and Nick, Mordrid, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Ve are out in the open.
Not too far away, there is a roar of defiance and Borden, Gunther, and the other cavalry go charging into the fray.
On the ground, the earth starts to rip and Ve Mundr's wall of thorns grows rapidly and diagonally across the battlefield. It grows directly alongside Valdor, cutting him off from his comrades, and the four young men close to him start running toward the beach in a panic.
Aeralia's illusion shifts forward, covering the line of elves and the enlarging Lian. The elves start firing at Nicoli. The first attempt misses.
Further north, with the other group of elves, Falin's transformation has the elves there so shocked they're unable to do anything this round. The big lycanthrope goes charging off into the fray, on four legs at great speed, overtaking K'Nara and Milo, as though he's already chosen a target, and will not be dissuaded. He pounds into a man, jaws wide - ripping the man's head clean off with one bite, causing an arc of blood to fire up into the air.
And as Dahlia's earth and fire elementals start to coalesce, her earlier ones join Cori's creatures for the ship burning. The fire ball helps.
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Nick, Mordrid, Bertram, Dahlia, Ingrge and Ve find themselves being approached by about 30 of the HORDE, all armed with pointy weapons, but right now they're not charging in for the attack.
Gunther finds himself right in the thick of it, and so far, as some of the HORDE scatter left and right, the cavalry has got the element of surprise. So far...
On his side of the wall of thorns, Valdor can see someone directing the HORDE to run south, then they can get past the wall of thorns. From Cori's point of view, she can see about 200 of the HORDE running straight toward her shouting 'Aaaarrgh!'
10 of the HORDE are gingerly approaching Aeralia's illusion and the giant elf behind it. One throws a spear, that flies straight through the illusions, and embeds itself in the ground about three feet from Lian.
K'Nara and Milo rapidly find themselves in a sticky situation as their friend Falin appears to have attracted a lot of attention. They are now faced by 15 of the HORDE. Two approach K'Nara, swords drawn, one approaches Milo with 2 long knives, who staggers slightly as an arrow hits him in the shoulder. He's not dead yet, tho'. Help is on the way, in the form of the skeleton warriors, but they haven't arrived yet.
And there are the dragons.....
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Monday November 13th, 2006 2:18:30 AM
"Falin's oriented on the right people!" K'Nara yells to Milo. "Let's back it up towards our own people, okay..?"
The blade singer grits her teeth and follows her own orders, backing from the approaching foes towards her allies, but only a speed that keeps pace with Milo, and for as long as he, too, brings the fight closer to where Olana and the others are able to back them up.
OOC: K'Nara can now be considered to be fighting defensively.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Monday November 13th, 2006 4:46:20 AM These humans will be the first to fall before me tonite. Thinks wolf-form Falin as he rips the head off his first kill. The taste of the blood seems to invigorate him and he almost smiles.
I will carve a red swath through anyone getting in my way this night. Thinks Falin as he moves quickly between opponents. Rending, clawing, and killing as quickly as he can.
Those looking on see him as you would see a small child who was doing something by themselves for the first time. There seems to be an almost sickening type of glee in the manner that he moves from one person to the next. As if he enjoyes the act of killing just for the sake of killing. This is a far cry from the Falin you once knew...
Posting Reports For Monday November 13th, 2006 6:12:03 AM
GAMe # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Nov 6,2006
Name.....MTWTF DM Jan....XXXXXS Valdor....OXXXX Mordrid...XXXXOSS Fr.Nick...XXXXOSS Dahlia....OXOXOSS VE Mont...OXXXX Corealot..OXXXX
Adm Ceil = There's been a ADM Jim, Who is a Jim Frick Woh Keep popping up. BUT does not belong on any Body players List! Jist to lat you know that I saw his post, But I don't know what to do withe this kind of player.
~~Jan~~ Hiya Ceil! Jim's helping me DM this combat for the next couple of weeks. Could you stick his name next to mine?
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Monday November 13th, 2006 11:30:58 AM
Valdor continues to move quickly towards the man directing the troops towards the south. He will approach him from behind.
(Jan, he was already moving that way last round. Did he not get close enough to make an attack? -Steve)
~~Jan~~ Steve, in this particular case, yes - go for it. You were kinda borderline, in terms of the grid position, being in the middle.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Monday November 13th, 2006 11:33:17 AM Can't let the horde reach the archers. He thinks. Lian looks at the horde with a crooked smirk. "Should be fun." Laughing to himself, he casts Bull's Strength and moves for the horde approaching Aeralia's illusion (Where is the illusion??). Purple flames imminate from the monk's hands and feet. (He wants to put himself between the horde and the archers and Aeralia) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
ADm Jim: Nikoli, Boris & Ivan d100=77 Monday November 13th, 2006 12:52:03 PM
Nikoli takes the 4 arrow hits from somewhere below and they hurt much worse that he anticipated, they are only arrows. Then one more hits home, which is a minor annoyance. The icy blast did not seem to effect Nikoli in the least. In fact, all of the arrows that hit the great beast did not do as much damage as expected.
Nikoli lets out a great roar and starts to wing over as he fades from sight. Moments laters his two brothers also fade from sight.
The smell of brimstone is still in the air and the dragons are still buffeting the air with their wings as they cause turbulence all over the battlefield.
Scott OOC Monday November 13th, 2006 4:59:40 PM
So all three dragon's have gone invisible?
~~Jan~~ Yep, Scott, just for now.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Monday November 13th, 2006 5:20:14 PM
"Hmm, looks like our friendly Dragons are taking on more precautions Mordrid." the Protector says while standing next to the ranger. "I was hoping thier overconfidence would last a bit longer." The Protector stands calmly in the open surveying the events as they begin to unfold, but looking over at Nick "Father Nicholas, you should make your way towards our achers. I have things here without issue."
"Mordrid can you see the dragons or do you need assistance in that?"
Ve takes a few steps forward, his Brilliant Energy weapon flaring to life and his cool confident gaze sweeps the 30 approaching men. And in case teh dragons feelMordrid the most dangerous target and wish to carry him off The Protector thinks and then reaches across the 20 or so feet now seperating him from Mordrid. Ve's hand glows with a gesture and a word and he touches Mordrid. Freedom of Movement on Mordrid Reach Touch Spell Hierophant power
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Monday November 13th, 2006 5:44:52 PM
Aeralia frowns as the spear flies through her illusionary warrior, having hoped they'd be a little more effective then that. Maybe a few of them didn't notice, she hopes, as the illusionary warriors continue to advance.
The young sorceress stops briefly as she watches the wall of thorns burst from the ground, but more importantly, divide the enemy forces. Following suit with that idea, Aeralia moves swiftly east (and south), manuevering south of the combat, and behind the cavalry.
She runs as fast as she can, planning to cast once she's within range.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Full Round - Full Move
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (98 rounds)
Major Image - 5 dozen Leatherclad warriors (2 rounds without concentration. DC 22 to Disbeleive once interacted with.)
EDIT - Removed the wall of force, as she had to much to move this round.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] 10d6(6+5+4+1+6+3+3+4+2+1)=35 Monday November 13th, 2006 5:48:23 PM
Cori spots the group moving towards her and wings her way up a little and shakes her head. They cannot reach her in the air, unless they use missile weapons. She points the wand she has in her hand at the chargeing group and lets a ball of pure fire fly. "Forgive me." If she is right the fireball should erupt near the middle of the group...maybe it would make them think twice.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - 35damage - Reflex 23 for half]
Dahila: AC 32: HP 226/226 10d6(6+5+3+6+5+1+5+2+3+4)=40 Monday November 13th, 2006 6:15:16 PM
(ooc:If not within 50 feet Dahlia will hold this action and use the one at the bottom)
Dahlia moves forward 20 feet so that the approaching thirty bad guys attention are drawn to her and then she activates her eyes making sure that she averts her gaze from any relections of herself. All within 30 feet looking at her face must save fort DC 19 or be turned to stone.
2nd option >
If the opposition is too far away, Dahlia lets fly with a lightening bolt 40 points damage reflex DC 20 for 1/2 damage at the largest opponent
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+20=38 d8+6=11 d6=2 d20+10=28 d8+6=11 d6=4 Monday November 13th, 2006 6:19:37 PM
Ingrge keeps sight on the dragons as they fade from view and sends 2 more arrows streaking upward at his previous target.
AC 38: damage 11 points + 2 points frost damage
AC 28: damage 11 points + 4 points frost damage
Nick (AC 28, HP 138) Prot from Fire Monday November 13th, 2006 6:58:50 PM
Nick looks toward Ve and nods. "Okay, I'll follow those skeletons."
The Shepherd of Alemi starts to run, keeping to the edge of the trees as much as possible.
Moving from Quadrant 4 to Quadrant 2
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=13 d20+16=31 2d6(3+3)+26=32 d6=2 Monday November 13th, 2006 7:00:37 PM
Nudging his horse forward with his knees (Ride=13), Gunther's double sword appears in his hand after a quick snap of the fingers. Gripping the hilt tightly with both hands, Gunther swings at the nearest horde member. The warrior brings all of this strength to bear down on the recipient of the attack (Power Attack +5), hoping to kill the individual in one blow and perhaps give the others reason to think twice about attacking the calvary (AC31 for 32+2 fire damage).
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 12d6(2+3+4+1+2+6+4+4+5+3+1+2)=37 Monday November 13th, 2006 7:53:26 PM
Bertram looks to the horde looking at them, "Well its obvious we are outnumbered and have little chance of success.." He grins wolfishly and then roars, "Let us ATTACK!" He immediately raises a hand, calling Domi's name loudly, calling Holy fire down upon the horde of creatures facing them. (Flame Strike, 37damage, They take 3/4 of that even if they DO save from it being divine)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) d20+37=46 d20+36=53 d20+36=39 d20+32=38 d20+31=42 d20+27=32 d20+26=42 d20+26=45 d20+22=31 d20+21=25 d8+16=20 d8+15=17 d8+15=17 d8+16=23 d8+15=22 d8+16=24 d8+15=19 d8+15=19 d8+16=18 d8+15=18 Monday November 13th, 2006 9:54:54 PM
Valdor decides it's time to make his move as he gets there. He's not concerned as much about the HORDE as he is the leaders. In most battles, disperse the leadership, the rest will fall or change sides quickly enough. With his speed, he manages to close the gap and get off his attacks. He lays into the back of his opponent just as he gives his orders, letting his swords dance.
'Ah but it feels good, the dominating of an opponent,' he thinks briefly. After his brutal attack, however, he shakes his head and says aloud,"Get out of my head." He has no idea where such thoughts come from, but he has to fight and finish this one quickly. Luckily, he stays invisible and steps back and off to the side a few feet, prepared to attack anyone who comes near him.
(AC46, 53, 39, 38, 42, 32, 42, 45, 31, 25 for 20+17+17+23+22+24+19+19+18+18=197 + sneak attack damage. 2nd and 6th attacks are possible crits(AC53 and AC42) Jan, you decide if he gets sneak damage, if it matters. I sure wish Jerry hadn't taken away his Great Cleave Feat-heh, heh, heh)
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/134; barkskin; stoneskin) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 1:06:43 AM
OOC: still waiting to see the outcome of K'Nara's actions...and a reminder to the GM: K'Nara can See Invisible thanks to Lucia.
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=24 d20+9=11 d6+4=7 d6+4=9 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 1:41:44 AM
Olana bellows at the elves.
"Fire!" she yells, "fire at them! Protect the others!" She points at the HORDE coming up on the retreating Milo and K'nara, and then lets loose with her own bow once again.
Hits AC 24, 11, for 7 and 9 damage.
As an aside, it looked to her that Falin could pretty much look after himself. A werewolf? Culverwood's poison ivy....
Some of the HORDE begin to shift toward Quadrant 1 as some terrible, hairy creature tears into their midst. The Falin-beast's aura is saturated in fear, it's immediate surroundings in blood. Some are muttering that they'd rather be eaten by one of the dragons that tackle that thing.
K'Nara and Milo start to move back toward the trees, all the while facing their enemy. That enables them to prepare and meet the attacks by two of the closest men, both with longswords. Man #1 (*thwack* now with one of Olana's arrows in his arm) swings at K'Nara - HITS AC 17, 17 for 8 and 6 dam Man #2 attempts to impale Milo - hits AC 33, 16 for 9 and 6 dam
Why only two men? The others close by are currently ducking a rain of arrows coming from the elves in the trees.
The skeleton warriors start to arrive! Nick Valentine is on his way, but won't reach the immediate area until this next round.
Quadrant 4 -
Aeralia has had to dash all the way down and then toward the shore. She is now able to complete her spell (unless she wishes a change). (It's still a good move.)
Right in the thick of it, the cavalry has stopped a rallying of the enemy, and Borden and his men are laying into the surrounding infantry with every blade they've got.
Gunther's horse buck's slightly as he swings down, chopping deep into a man's shoulder. There are cries of dismay, anger, and pain. It's chaos, here. The horses' nostrils flare with the smell of blood. One man attempts to cut into Gunther with a huge axe. Hits - AC 25 for 8 dam
At the easterm periphery, Aeralia's illusion (that stood between the HORDE and Lian and Aeralia) shimmers and disrupts into thin air as the spear passes through. The HORDE there are dumbfounded, although three of them appear crazy enough to run toward the enlarged Lian and engage with their long knives. Man #1 hits AC 29, 18 for 3 and 2 Man #2 hits AC 17, 24 for 4 and 6 Man #3 hits AC 5, 16 for 4 and 4
The Aisildurian, Brother Nyle attempts to get into position to heal Lian if need be.
At the southern end, 7 of the 30 HORDE suddenly stop 'dead', and their flesh changes colour as Dahlia's horrible 'eyes' do their work. The dark-skinned halfling's new fire elementals arrive, which might, at this point, give either her, or more likely Ingrge, a chance to mull over the idea of handing a FIRE elemental a highly volatile container of powder. The 2 earth elementals emerge from the ground, like two giant blobs of boulders and mud.
Ingrge's arrows streak up into the sky after the big dragon (I'll leave the rolls to Jim on this one.)
Bertram's divine fire shoots down from on high, and 2 of the 30 HORDE stagger back, screaming.
That leaves 21 of the HORDE, all crazed and mindless, to rush toward Ingrge, Bertram, Ve Mundr, Dahlia and Mordrid. Axes and longswords are brought to bear, although not all can get into position immediately.
2 attack Ingrge - hit ac 28, 29 for 9 and 10 dam 3 attack Bertram - hit ac 23, 26 for 6 and 5 dam 3 attack Ve - hit ac 34, 36 for 6 and 10 damage 2 attack Mordrid - hit ac 25, 10 for 8 and 7 dam 2 attack Dahlia - hit ac 18, 32 for 6 and 7 dam
Quadrant 3 -
As the ships burn..... and as Aeralia approaches -
A huge barbarian with a big voice is suddenly, and quite spectacularly, cut into little pieces, right before the HORDE'S eyes. There is a hint of blades, whistling through the air, and the great man's axe drops with a thud, along with his head, onto the ground. Then a fireball comes out of nowhere - exploding into the crowd, the will-o-wisp that sent it, just an unnoticable speck in the air. This brings on a similar level of chaos whipped up by Borden's cavalry on the other side of the thorn wall. Is Valdor correct? Can some of these men be turned?
To those engaged in melee, it becomes apparant that some of these men look to be nothing but raw recruits at their first battle, swinging their weapons wildly without much clue. Some look scared, others have that potion-induced crazed look. However, a quick scan will show that perhaps there are some seasoned warriors out there, and whichever way you look at it, any of these men could prove to be a distraction from the real threat. A deadly distraction...
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+17=27 d20+17=34 d20+17=35 d20+12=31 d20=7 3d6(5+5+3)+7=20 3d6(4+4+5)+7=20 3d6(3+2+2)+7=14 3d6(2+2+5)+7=16 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 3:35:26 AM
The monk steels himself for what is surely going to be painful attacks, but when not ONE lands the hand of Domi erupts into a great laughter.
Lian retaliates, splitting his attacks as a target falls(or as needed). The large elf spins on his heel, kicking one enemy several times in quick succession. [has 10ft reach, Blessed Hands breaks through DR, flurry of blows, hitting AC 27, 34, 35 and 31, for 20, 20, 14 and 16 damage](please disregard the lone d20 roll)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 4:06:17 AM The ground will run red with the blood of my enemies... Falin moves from person to person cutting a swath of death and destruction. I can smell the fear roll off of them. Weaklings all of them. They do not deserve to breathe the same air as I.
The sound of bone cracking and of muscles tearing fills Falin will an odd sense of satisfaction. It invigorates him and drives him to higher and higher levels of carnage. Soon the ground is littered with body part. Their screams are like music to me, their blood like the sweet nectar of the gods. I shall gut them like cattle and feed upon their entrails.
Falin lets out a deep howel into the night. He feels a little disappointment that this is the best they have. He lets out another howel of challenge. Hoping that if any of these humans are worthy enough they come forward.
Ve Mundr AC 45 HP 224 d20+24=34 d20+19=27 d20+14=33 d20+9=23 d20+24=34 d8+10=13 d8+10=12 d8+10=14 d8+10=14 d8+10=18 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 10:35:49 AM
Ve drops back towards Mordrid and takes the ranger and any others within 10' into his protection. Ingre he keeps a special eye on and will interpose directly any one blade that somehow makes it through. "Worry about the Dragons Ingre and Mordrid. This rabble is no concern."
(All allies in 10' gain +5 AC) (Interpose to Ingre any 1 attack even magic Missile)
Ve also activates his Boots of speed and starts relieveing the men about him of thier weapons. His Adamantine Hammer tears through the lesser constructed weapons as if made of glass. Ve starts with the two that attacked Ingre and strike as needed to destroy a weapon and then move to the next one.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10
DM Jan Tuesday November 14th, 2006 10:47:52 AM
((OOc - okay folks, I've finished my rolls in my DM post above, and added a final paragraph. Take a look, if you've already been up there. Sorry about the wait. Didn't get in last night until just before 10 PM.))
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 2:45:12 PM
Valdor grimaces as the barbarian hits the ground in pieces. Those of his group might hear an accidental whisper,"Why couldn'tI be good at fixing instead of destroying."
A moment later, however, he is all business. He booms out to the horde anywhere near him,"YOU ARE ALL DOOMED IF YOU FOLLOW THESE EVIL DRAGONS! WE WILL LEAVE NONE ALIVE WHO FOLLOW THEM. THEY BROUGHT YOU ALL HERE TO DIE, NOT FOR RICHES AND GLORY, BUT TO OPEN THE WAY FOR THEM TO CONQUER OTHER HUMANS. YOU ARE THEIR FODDER IN THIS BATTLE! YOU SAW WHAT I DID TO YOUR STRONGEST WARRIOR AND THAT WAS NOTHING! WE ARE DRAGONS, BUT NOT EVIL ONES! JOIN US OR YOU ALL DIE TODAY! I AM VALDOR THE DRAGONSLAYER AND THE TIME TO CHOOSE IS NOW!"
Valdor waits for only a moment. He looks around, knowing that the dragons will be coming. His grip on his red dragon slaying sword will give him a little notice. He invisibly moves closer to the HORDE and watches, looking for any dissenting voice nearby. He holds his attacks and will silence anyone who voices opposition.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 4:15:06 PM
The ranger growls, as the dragons' disappearance interupts his spray of arrows.
"Ve, I can not see them anymore."
The ranger kneels down onto the soot and mud, and all but vanishes. (FEAT: Hide in Plain Sight).
ADm Jim: Nikoli AC 39 d100=45 d100=28 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:09:49 PM
Two arrows seek out the invisible Nikoli and penetrate his blur, but not his Armor.
For those that can see invisible creatures, Nikoli is circling in quadrant 2 looking for a ripe target. Those in the quadrant can feel his wing beats and smell the sulfur.
ADm Jim: Cletis - Flying and Invisible Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:12:33 PM
For those that can see invisible things, the mailed, invisible, flying, human is over 100 feet above Nikoli and is watching all three dragons intently.
Cletis is attempting to keep pace with Nikoli, which is not possible so he seems to be guessing and cutting angles as best he can.
Cletis made a double move this turn to keep pace with Nikoli
ADm Jim: Ivan AC 34 12d10(9+6+6+1+9+5+10+2+5+1+5+4)=63 d20+31=43 2d8(8+6)+10=24 d20+31=39 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:23:58 PM
Ivan is also invisible and in Quadrant 2 and K'Nara can see him bearing down on the group as he breaths fire on K'Nara and Olana and many of the troops around them.
damage 63 reflex save 26 for half damage
Fire erupts everywhere only to be fanned by Ivan's powerful wings.
Ivan reaches out and attempts to snatch Milo as he passed.
AC 43 Damage 24
Grapple check 39
Milo is snatch is a crushing embrace as claws penetrate his armor, blood begins to flow as Milo is held fast.
Ivan become visible to all as his invisbility ends and he beats his wings to gain altitude.
ADm Jim: Boris AC 30 10d10(2+3+7+8+2+6+8+9+1+7)=53 d20+26=30 2d8(2+6)+10=18 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 5:29:59 PM
The invisible Boris flies over to the annoying elf archer, intent on breaking up their pesky attacks on his troops.
Boris spews forth a cone of flame that engulfs Lian and many elves around the Emerald Talon.
damage 53 reflex save for half damage 24
Boris becomes invisible as he attempt to snatch an elf.
AC 30, damage 18
The bow and the elf both snap and Boris drops the bloody mess as he too gains altitude again.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: will-o'-wisp] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:36:21 PM
Cori slips back into her will-o'-wisp form and moves a little further into the area. She has no idea what the enemy is going to do below her and she does not care as she casts yet another spell. With her spell cast she searches the area for her best place to fit into the battle.
Amarth bides his time for him to strike as he does not really want to get toasted in the process. There is also a lot of fire going off around here.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/102; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+16=30 d20+20=26 d20+15=27 d10+9=16 d10+9=16 d6=6 d6=6 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:40:41 PM
The tall blade singer easily danced away from the futile blows swung her way...but the sight of a big red dragon swooping down on the contingent of Culverwood archers made her hazel eyes widen in shock before she managed to yell:
"Incoming dragon! 10 o'clock high!!!"
Then she was tumbling and spinning in an attempt to dodge the flames that erupted from the beast's mouth. (OOC: Reflex save equals 30; K'Nara only suffers 32hpd from the fire breath.)
The leader of the Talons rolled to her feet, gritting her teeth against the sting of the heat that the big, ugly red dragon had just dished out.
K'Nara then swung her flaming blade at Hoarde Member #1 (OOC: hits AC26 & AC27 for 16hpd + 6hp fire damage per attack.)
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP92 d20+13=32 d20+13=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=12 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 7:46:36 PM
Bertram meets his attackers with a howl of his own crushing the gem in one hand and releasing the magic therein. Even as the Earth Elemental appears and crashes into the horde, Bertram attacks with his axe. His first attacks cuts through the armor of his opponent as if soft cheese, the warriors ribs breaking like sticks. Bertram whirls the axe and strikes with a with another powerful blow. The Earth Elemental strikes at Bertram other opponents.
(OOC- Hits AC 32 Damage 13 Hits AC 21 Damage 12 Jan I wasnt sure about the Earth Elemental as far as rolling hits..I figured you did his attacks)
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight 10d6(4+2+3+5+5+3+6+4+6+4)=42 d20+15=32 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 8:58:29 PM
Keeping the dragon in sight Ingrge changes tactics for a moment and sends a lightening bolt right at the dragon he is tracking. 42 points reflex DC 27 for 21 points, SR 32
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Olana (AC 28, HP 44/76) d20+19=26 d20+14=29 d20+9=20 d6+4=9 d6+4=8 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 8:58:50 PM
(Saved for half - just!)
Coughing and choking, Olana crouches and takes aim as the dragon Ivan comes in for it's sweep.
"Milo, watch out!"
Misses AC 29, 20 for 9 and 8
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d20+29=47 d20+29=46 d4+8=11 d4+8=12 20+29=39 d4+8=12 d20+24=33 d4+8=10 d20+19=30 d4+8=11 d20+28=37 d4+8=9 d20+24=34 d4+8=10 d100=63 d100=65 d100=70 d100=67 d100=81 10d6(5+3+6+6+4+3+3+1+5+4)=40 10d6(4+5+2+2+4+2+4+6+1+3)=33 10d6(2+2+4+6+3+6+1+6+5+3)=38 10d6(4+6+6+4+6+1+3+3+5+1)=39 10d6(5+3+4+4+6+4+1+5+4+1)=37 10d6(4+5+4+5+3+6+5+3+3+1)=39 d100=98 Tuesday November 14th, 2006 9:21:49 PM
(ooc: Don't forget the 5 air elementals have the powde stuff with orders to first throw it at or in the dragons' mouths and thn to do their best to ground the dragons.
Dahlia nimbly moves out of the way of the first foes attack but backs into another while not paying attention. Quickly activating her ring of blinking (d100 high) she draws her two blades and goes to work mowing down those around her.
Shortsword (206 points damage)
(63) Ac 47 (crit threat) AC 46 regular damage: 11 points crit damage: 12 points sneak attack damage: 40 points (65) AC 39 Damage: 12 points Sneak damage: 33 points (70) AC 33 Damage: 10 points Sneak damage: 38 points (67) AC 30 Damage: 11 points sneak damage: 39 points
Kurkri (95 points damage)
(81) AC 37 Damage: 9 points sneak damage: 37 points (98) AC 34 Damage: 10 points sneak damage: 39 points
**each different opponent struck takes -2 strength penalty from crippling strike.
**each foe struck and still living will take previous rounds sneak dmage in addition to new damage next round.
~~Jan~~ Kent - emailing you
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Tuesday November 14th, 2006 11:03:42 PM
Aeralia continues to move eastward, and seeing the leader near literally fall to peices, and hearing Valdor's booming voice, decides to change her plan slightly.
Once shes far enough east to clear the thorn wall, she conjures her invisible wall of force as planned, but makes sure she's on the northern side, with the Horde and Valdor.
She tries to make her way north, but is sure to stay clear of any horde, so they won't be able to detect her by means other then sight.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Move Equivelent = Move Northeast past the Thorn wall Standard Action = Wall of Force
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (97 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (10 rounds)
Gunther (AC36, HP106/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin d20+6=18 d20+20=23 d20+15=25 d20+10=23 d20+20=36 d20+12=18 d20+2=14 d8+15=19 d6=3 d8+15=22 d6=3 d8+15=21 d6=6 d8+15=21 d6=5 d8+15=16 d6=4 d8+15=19 d6=6 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 12:39:57 AM
The warrior expertly steers his horse with his knees (Ride=18) as he spins on the man with the axe. "Dat vas a bad move..." He unleashes a full attack on those closest to him, beginning with the axe opponent and move on as he kills a foe.
AC23 for 19+3 fire AC25 for 22+3 fire AC23 for 21+6 fire AC36 for 21+5 elec. AC18 for 16+4 elec. AC14 for 19+6 elec.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:13:46 AM
While he impatiently awaits a response, and since he hasn't attacked this round, Valdor activates his Cloak of Arachnid.
Nick (HP 167/167 AC 36) 4d8(7+8+4+5)+20=44 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:15:19 AM
Nick dashes toward the northern group (K'Nara, Olana, Milo) of elves, his breath ragged, and full of dismay at how easily he could be winded these days.
And not a moment too soon...
C'mon, old man... hurry it up, people are dying.
He wastes no time with exclamations or chit chat. "Blessed Alemi, lend us your strength at this desperate moment."
Casting MASS CURE CRITICAL 44 POINTS EACH.
((DM Jan OOC)) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 1:28:40 AM
((Folks, take a breath. Give me till morning. I'll post then and consolidate all DM-related posts into one. Then we're more clear cut.))
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 88/96) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 2:25:40 AM
Milo grunts as he is struck by the pesky human, and the halfling appears momentarily annoyed as he turns to deal with the minor threat. However, as he is snatched from the ground by the dragon, the halfling has a look of sheer panick in his eyes. Screaming out to Olana with what breath is left him, "The bracelet...!"
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+21=31 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:47:38 AM Was not given DC for save, but for now I will assume reflex of 31 will succeed. Sorry if the DC was posted and I missed it! Damage pending...
~~Jan~~ DC was 24.
The monk merely side-steps the flame, taking no damage and laughing at the dragon. (Improved Evasion)
The monk prepares for another assault from the horde. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Blessed Hands - As Bless Weapon but affecting all unarmed attacks.
The HORDE in this area continue to migrate south. On clearer ground Falin finds himself surrounded by a ring of spear carriers. One of them gets lucky, and a long, sharpened shaft of wood slams into the werewolf's shoulder. Lucky is perhaps not the correct word, for the creature leaps onto the man and begins to disembowel him while he's still alive. It's enough of an atrocity to have the remaining men give up and join their brothers heading south. And it is in the midst of this horrible carnage that something in Falin recognizes a scent other than blood, entrails and bile. To the north, in the dark, a pack has arrived. They are crouched low, watching with caution, their eyes shining eerily bright from reflected moonlight and fire. --------------------------- Quadrant 2
In the midst of fire and pain, Nick's healing spell washes through; Alemi's blessed balm doing much to heal the damage done. However, flames are beginning to dance through the trees, and some of the elves are not rising. Milo feels like his chest is beginning to cave in, and for a dizzying moment he is aloft, catching glimpses of the entire battlefield in between the beats of leathery wings. but then there's a sharp turn and drop. There's Olana - her bow raised (did she hear him?), and there's the flash of K'nara's sword as it slashes into one of the enemy. Closer, faster -
Ivan the dragon is suddenly right in Olana and K'Nara's faces, batting aside the horde, obliterating the view with wings, teeth and claw.
Biting K'nara - AC 48 for 17
Battering and clawing Olana AC 32, 29, 36, for 9, 13, 16
Milo has 13 claw damage ----------------------------
Quadrant 3
Aeralia, her illusion giving the impression the southern passage is entirely walled off by thorns, arrives in time to hear Valdor's voice bellowing out over the heads of men. To the west, flames leap high in the air as half the ships are now ablaze. Things are shifting, fanning the fire out there, and she can feel the impressive heat radiating against her skin. There seems to be a disturbance out there, also - only beneath the water, and small waves reach shore and begin to break and roll.
From Cori's viewpoint, her dark elven eyesight catches the grand view, watching a streak of lightning fire into the air from the burning tree line to the south, and then - two of the dragons come down to the east. Of the big one? It circles high above, waiting under a glittering cloak of invisibility.
As for the HORDE this side of the thorn wall - Valdor has them spellbound for a few beats. Where did that voice come from? Who was it? Something frightening, going off the carnage spread at their feet. It has them enraptured. Right up until 2 of the Earth Elementals blunder through the thorn wall from Quadrant 4, tossing bodies left and right as they go. That's it. The HORDE turns and runs. But where?? Fire out to sea. Thorns to the south. Everyone starts to run north - right into their oncoming brothers running away from the wolf. ------------------------
Quadrant 4 -
At the southern end, Mordrid, Ingrge, Ve, Dahlia and Bertram have organized themselves into a tight fighting unit - Mordid and Ingrge protected by the formidable melee power of Dahlia, Ve and Bertram at the front. ((Well done, guys.)) This means this group is far from being pinned down, and can start to advance if they want to. Ingrge's lightning bolt slices upward through the air, suggesting to Mordrid that perhaps the dour, white-robed elven spellcaster beside him can see what is where, even though he can't. To Ingrge, the big dragon in the sky seems to be moving erratically.
Further ahead, the cavalry are busy engaging the HORDE. The sheer mass of bodies are starting to pry the mounted formation apart. Gunther sees two men drop because of his attacks, but others are there to take their places. The violence has punched adrenalin to ridiculous levels, to the point where it's almost like some kind of intoxicating dance in slow motion. Birk's horse is rearing, riderless, but Gunther can see Borden still in the saddle, perfectly balanced, dealing death with twin war hammers. He can also see Brother Michael, red robes splattered dark, leaning forward, touching and healing one of the riders. And in the midst of it all - some great hulking barbarian walks right up with a monsterous hammer and brings it down in a great arc - Attempting to hit Gunther for AC 36 and 34 for 16 and 18 damage.
((Nellie, I just noticed. I haven't put your name on the map! The position triangle is there, tho'.))
However - not to be outdone - Boris the dragon comes around, and flashes into visbility. Below him, the nimble and extremely adept elf Lian is busy kicking and pummeling all who come near. He's doing a good job, too. Behind him, one of the Aisildurian clerics is dragging toasted elves out of danger from the burning treeline. **WHAM** The great beast comes into land, right on top of Lian. Or at least, that's the plan! ((Reflex DC 24 to avoid getting pinned, Jay.))
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:16:10 PM
Valdor looks around, glad noone can see the confused look on his face. When the HORDE takes off, he looks around and sees the dragon Boris a little ways of and decides he's had enough of the small fighting and says out loud,"It's time to take out these dragons."
He takes off at a dead run towards the hole the elementals just made in the thorn wall. He sprints as fast as he can and prepares to launch himself at the dragon attacking Lian.
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:32:52 PM
Unless stopped, Bertram continues his charge, the earth elemental creating its own havoc as they advance. Bertram does keep an eye out in case any of his immediate group becomes injured.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 7:58:43 PM
The ranger stands erect, ready to move forward.
HOLDING
To his fighting unit, "can anyone magic me to see invisibilty?"
Olana (AC 28, HP 36/76) d20+3=15 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 8:27:06 PM
Looking on in horror, Olana is transfixed, but only for a moment. Sliding her bow to her shoulder she grabs one of the charms on her bracelet and yells - "MILO!"
Activating BRACELET OF FRIENDS.
And then the dragon is upon them. If she is able, under the flurry of wings and claws, she will attempt to push Milo sharply away from it using all her strength. (Rolled a 15) Ah, this was going to hurt.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/117; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=35 d10+9=17 d20+15=35 d10+9=15 d20+15=31 d10+9=12 d6=5 d6=4 d6=1 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 8:38:16 PM
K'Nara feels the balm of Nick's healing just before the pain of snapping dragon teeth! In retaliation, the tall blade singer whirls her sword at the huge dragon head in front of her, attempting to change this particular dragon's name to "One-Eye"..!
(OOC: In order: Nick's Mass Cure spell restored K'Nara to her full 134hp while Ivan's bite on her knocked her back down to 117 (does her stoneskin reduce that damage, though?)--then she hits AC35 for 17hpd & 5hp fire damage (which I didn't do in order, sorry!) K'Nara's second attack is a possible Crit Hit at AC35 (natural 20! woohoo!) with AC31 as the next determining roll. Damage is at least 15hp & 4hp fire damage; a Crit Hit would add 12hpd & 1hp fire damage.)
~~Jan~~ The Stoneskin absorbs the first 10 points of any damage received. It can do that 10 times, I think.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:04:56 PM
Ingrge hears Mordrid and responds. I'm sorry I should have thought about that. Let me cast this real quickly. Casting True Seeing on Mordrid- duration 130 rounds-
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] d20+23=35 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:08:35 PM
Shifting back into the form of a harpy she pulls out a rod from the pocket of her pants. With a smile she points it at the hidden dragon. A brilliant bolt of pure lightning shoots from the end of the rod as she channels her spell through it.
Amarth meanwhile has seen enough and decides to use a spell of his own to help out the best that he can. He flies over to land upon the shoulder of Dahlia and talks in her ear. "My Mistress said to aid as needed...you will find what I do next rather useful." He chuckles to himself as he sets himself for what he must do next.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [empowered maxamized lightning bolt - 120damage - Reflex 24 for half - SR 35]
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d100=70 d20+31=46 d8+13=21 10d6(2+3+6+1+2+4+6+5+2+1)+13=45 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 9:17:00 PM
Free of any nearby opponnets opponents Dahlia sheathes her sword and whips up he crossbow and loads it with a red tinged bolt, and fires it at the red dropping down on Lian. just after she fires Cori's little freind drops in and whispers sweet nothing in her ear. Dahlia grins as she thinks of what is to come.
(70) AC 46 for 21 points damage + fort DC 23 or die (greater red dragon slaying bolt)
Sneak attack damage (?) 45 points and -2 strength
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 d20+23=29 d20+18=38 d20+18=32 d20+13=27 d20+8=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=13 d8+10=11 d8+10=17 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 10:10:54 PM
Ve deactivates his boots, there is little need for them. Calling for Dahila and Bertram to advance with him and for Mordrid to take out the dragon on Lian. "We are the line, let Mordrid and Ingre take the dragon!" Ingre gave Mordrid the spell so there is no need for him to use more powerful means, to which he gives a quick thanks to Domi.
Keeping his protection up to his two other warrior brothers Ve advances. His Brilliant Hammer still goes for weapons and not the warriors. It should be obvious to them, they are far outclassed here.
Sunder AC 29/38 crit 32/27/16 Dmg 13/13+11/17 Adamantine weapon ignores Hardness (All allies in 10' gain +5 AC) (Interpose to Bertram any 1 attack even magic Missile)
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 51/96) Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:11:18 PM
Milo gasps in pain as he struggles in vain against the grasp of the dragon.
Gunther (AC36, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=13 d20+4=13 d20+8=28 Wednesday November 15th, 2006 11:49:58 PM
Gunther barely even notices the attack by the axe wielding person. The stone surrounding his skin absorbs almost all the damage from the first attack, and the second bounces harmlessly off his floating shield. Keeping tabs on the combat around him, Gunther catches sight of Lian's plight. He calls out to Borden in orcish. "Sir, we need to break out of this rabble and help with the dragons. I recommend that we overrun these pathetic distractions and engage the dragon over there (Gunther points to where Lian is struggling with the dragon)." Without further discussion, Gunther urges his warhorse forward (I am assuming Gunther's mounted on a light warhorse). (Ride=13) Gripping the reigns with his off hand, Gunther urges his mount to push past the warrior blocking their way (Overrun=13...3Str+4Size -4Penalty, In case it's needed, Reflex roll=nat.20). If the fighter either moves out of his horses way or is knocked over (Fighter's Overrun=10+Str-4Size...so needs a 24 or 25 Str. to win), Gunther spurs his horse on full speed toward the dragon's side.
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Thursday November 16th, 2006 1:51:53 AM These pathetic creatures are not even adept enough to cause me harm Thinks Falin as the spear drives into his side. Brushing aside the spear like a child would bat a fly away he is upon the man and easily finishes him off.
Falin slows for a moment and seems to pan the horizon, sniffing the air. What is that? Something I haven't sensed since.... It seems so familiar, yet distant...
Falin, seems to smile as he howels out into the night. Falin had never been a religious man in the past, but now, on this night, he chuckles on the inside as he arranges meetings between all of these men and their makers.
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) d20+16=36 d20+9=26 Thursday November 16th, 2006 2:05:28 AM
Aeralia listens to Valdor's words, and really sees where her part in this battle might lie. She can see the confused, frightened in some cases, looks on these warriors that were supposedly her enemy. Scanning the area quickly, she picks a more open area, closer to the sea, which might be towards the back of the ranks. She hopes a sudden 'appearance' might go unnoticed for the most part.
Once selected, the young sorceress closes her eyes, forming the images in her mind quickly. Once envisioned, the sorceress mentally whispers the magical words to bring her vision into reality. A few warriors, just shy of a dozen, materialize in Aeralia's chosen location, behind most of their fleeing 'comrades'.
"Wait, my comrades, his words ring true!" a tall, scruffy looking warrior hollers very loudly over the surrounding chaos. "Can't you see we are being used, as I now see?!? We need not their 'potion' to see true courage! Nor to see the right path that now lay before us! Let us forge our own future, at our terms, and not at the will of these treacherous dragons!! Whos with me!?!" With that he draws his blade and swiftly moves a few feet back from the rest of the horde, giving a clear perspective he stands away from the others general movement, offering a new choice of allegance.
After a moment of brief thought, the scruffy warrior is joined by the rest of Aeralia's illusionary warriors, whom appear to have been swaid by the short speech.
(OOC: Not sure which would be more suitable: Rolled a 37 Bluff check, and a 27 Diplomacy check. [Rolls where short +1, forgot to update skill checks after getting additional +s due to raised Charisma])
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Full Action = Silent, Still Major Image
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (96 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (9 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Lian Thursday November 16th, 2006 2:50:46 AM
OOC: At a friends house and do not have my sheet! I wish I could post. Will post asap!
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=6 d20=7 d8+13=14 d6=1 d20=10 d8+13=20 d6=2 d20=11 d8+13=15 d6=3 d20=2 d8+13=19 d6=1 d20=9 d8+13=20 d6=5 d20=10 d8+13=20 d6=3 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:27:42 AM
Mordrid, "Thank you Ingrge. I was lost." As the veiled world of invisibilty drops from his eyes, another part of the battle comes to life before him. (spot check 13 + 6 = 19: perchance he sees the man levitating above the dragons?)
Walking five feet forward toward Lian, the ranger sprays the dragon from behind with arrows. (+5 arrows with flaming arrow)
SHOT 1: (45)+ 7 = hit AC 52 / Damage 14 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 25 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 10 = hit AC 55 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 11 = hit AC 56 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 28 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 2 = hit AC 41 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 30 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 9 = hit AC 43 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 35 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 10 = hit AC 39 / Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 33 total.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+21=34 d20+19=20 d20+19=31 d20+17=18 d20+17=23 d20+17=25 d20+17=26 3d6(6+1+6)+7=20 3d6(5+1+4)+7=17 3d6(5+6+4)+7=22 3d6(5+6+2)+7=20 d20+17=19 Thursday November 16th, 2006 10:13:30 AM
Dodge is on this dragon. (name please?)
Lian does his best to sidestep the grab (Ref 34) successfully. As the dragon is about to lift off again and take to the air, the large monk does his best to grab hold of any bit of flesh, scale, tail or wing(preferrably as far from the mouth as possible) and hold on for dear life (AoO??, Grapple of 20, reroll using hero point, 31 is a little better). [He will also use his Strength domain granted ability to give him a +2 bonus for this round, unless it does not stack with Bull's Strength!] If he makes the grab, he will do his best to beat the napalm out of the dragon as long as he can. [AC 18, 23, 25 and 26 for 20, 17, 22 and 20 damage breaking any DR, hero point to reroll the 18, for 19 DOH!]
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Nick (HP 167/167 AC 36) 4d8(5+4+5+4)+20=38 Thursday November 16th, 2006 4:40:53 PM
"Spread out!" Nick yells over his shoulder at the elves. "And get out of those trees!"
Once again, making sure he's close enough, he calls on the blessed healing power of Alemi.
MASS CURE CRIT 38 hps.
This was not good. At some point, he'd have to switch to the offensive.
DM Jan 12d10(6+6+2+9+1+4+7+10+2+8+1+6)=62 d100=27 d100=41 d100=68 d20+45=61 2d8(4+6)+10=20 2d8(2+1)+10=13 d20+16=36 Thursday November 16th, 2006 6:29:38 PM
Quadrant 1
To the south of the big werewolf lies confusion - men in numbers, pushing against their fellows coming in the opposite direction. To the north, and half the size of him, his starving bretheren have snuck forward. One stands, eyes on Falin, cautious and wary, while the others start to drag away a corpse. --------------------------- Quadrant 2
The deadly, constricting grip on Milo is suddenly gone, and the halfling finds himself right beside Olana and tumbling after a hard push. K'Nara is on her feet, her sword swinging amidst scales and teeth. It's all Milo can see, like the entire Wold has been blocked out by the great hulk of the dragon.
Arrows suddenly appear from behind, some of them embedding well in the creature's hide.
Then, there is a whisper, like a Holy breeze past the ear, and suddenly all the hurts subside.
Unfortunately, it's followed by something else, as IVAN, now with a big scar on his snout, suddenly rears up and blasts the immediate forward area with another cone of deadly fire.
The flames light up the night sky.
Breath Weapon 62 DAM K'Nara, Milo, Olana, Nick - Reflex DC26 for half
The fire hits the ground behind the adventurers and flows around the tree trunks. It gets so hot that even parts of the ground catch fire. The air suddenly becomes very thin as the flames draw on it to survive, and what oxygen can be had, is dry and catches in the throat. Everyone has maybe two more rounds before they burst into flames merely from the heat. --------------------------------- Quadrant 3
Cori's jag of lightning lances up into the sky toward NIKOLI, highlighting faces below that are streaked with blood and confusion. Approximately 27% of the men in this quadrant have stopped, and are now looking toward Aeralia's illusions. "But what about those things?" screams one of them, jabbing a slightly buckled shortsword in the direction of one of the formidable earth elementals, that is calming working its way north, pounding anything that moves to a pulp as it goes.
While Aeralia concentrates, Cori is perhaps in more of a position to see a tiny figure stood at the shoreline, looking out to sea. Looks like a very young human, female possibly. Wasn't there a moment ago....
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For Gunther, it's a struggle to get his horse around, but get it around he does, managing to shove past the hammer-wielder. Because of the noise, it's hard to tell whether Borden has heard him or not. But the big orc is still very much busy with matters at hand, pounding skulls with his twin hammers. Then, there's a large flash of lightning in the sky, immediately followed by a huge blast of fire somewhere in the battlefield to the north east. All around, the fighting still rages, and here it seems he has a choice to make. Or has he made it? (Assuming Gunther is heading for BORIS)
Dashing through the tangle of broken thorns, Valdor has to be nimble as he makes it into this quadrant. The dead lie all around, men and horses, and the fighting still rages. Steel clashes with steel, all too often meeting flesh. It's a bloodbath. Captain Brown's still alive, and he can see Gunther in the midst of it, too. The lightning flash catches it all for a moment, in all it's terrible glory
To his left, to the north, the air erupts in fire. While straight ahead -
Lian is not about to be sat on by BORIS, and dodges swiftly to one side. The elf then leaps forward, in an attempt catch hold of the great beast and start pummeling. It starts well enough, Lian's hits are accompanied by a hail of arrows from the trees, one or two of them embedding deep in the creature's hide, but Boris has other ideas, his great mouth opening wide.....
Attack - snatch, hold and bite down = AC61 Double bite damage (no claw attacks) = 33
Did Boris bite down twice as hard because he wanted to? or because -
From the rear, all six of Mordrid's shots slam hard into Boris's rear, accompanied by a rather nasty bolt from Dahlia's crossbow.(Fort save 36)) Rescue has arrived! But are they in time??
Bertram and Ve, now the vanguard, continue to press back the HORDE in this quadrant as Mordrid, Dahlia and Ingrge get to work on the dragon. Soon, a wall of men and shattered weapons stands before this group of five, and attacks cease. Their faces are a mixture of fear and incredulity. Then, one of them points at Ve Mundr's chest. "Look! A holy man! They are blessed by Domi!" Uncertainty joins the swaying sea of emotions.
Note: Can Mordrid see Cletis? He can see 'something', something small, but the sky is busy with air elementals.
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 92 Thursday November 16th, 2006 7:41:16 PM
Bertram sees the hesitation on the faces of thier opponents and holds up his hand in a non threatening gesture, "Ta Havath(peace). We wish you no harm if you stop this nonsense. These people are leading you to your doom. Stop this idiocy and join us. I give you my word as a priest of Domi that we mean you no ill. We give you safe haven or slaughter, the choice is yours But you need to decide now." As if on cue, The large earth elemental lumbers up coming to a halt as Bertram motions him to hold.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/103; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+16=31 d100=49 Thursday November 16th, 2006 8:28:25 PM
Once again, K'Nara finds herself healed and then partially-parboiled by the dragon's follow-up attack.
Cursing profusely, the tall blade singer reaches her left hand up and stuffs it into the top of her haversack, whipping out a beaten brass bottle. There seems to be wisps of smoke puffing out from around the stopper, which she unceremoniously seizes in her teeth and pulls out from the bottle...
(OOC: K'Nara has fished out the Efreeti Bottle out from her magic haversack. I'm assuming that the efreet [who--according to the percentile roll--is neither insane nor wish-granting]won't form up until next round.)
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d100=2 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:24:38 PM
Dahlia keeping pace with the others as they move forward takes a quick pause and fires her last red tinged bolt at the dragon attacking Lian, but has no idea where her bolt went as she blinked out just as she pulled the trigger.
Lingering damage from last round 45 points
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d6+5=10 d20+13=31 Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:30:00 PM
Not wanting to add to the damage that Lian is already Ingrge quickly casts a spell aimed at the dragon and watches as a dark ray shoots from his hand and strikes the dragon square on hoping to aid lian in getting free by weakening the colossal beast. ray of enfeeblement - no save SR 31 loss of 10 points of strength.
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** (1 used) Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 16th, 2006 9:44:14 PM
Cori only takes the time to glance in the direction of the beach where she thought she saw a female form. She strains her vision for a few seconds to try and figure out if that is truely what she is seeing. She once again starts weaving a spell as and tosses a pinch of powdered crystal into the air. She shapes a wall of force above the dragon, Nikoli...and wonders if it will stay suspended in the air. Speaking into here earpiece she give a warning to all those that can hear her that are below the area. "There maybe a rather nasty wall falling from the sky real soon...not sure how this spell works in the air."
Amarth is not really ready for the blink but has his mind on other things. When they both come back into normal space he sets his spell upon Dahlia. This makes him look like a floating raven...a weird sight to say the least.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 22 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 21rounds] [wall of force(above Nikoli) - 210 square foot wall, shaped sort of like a flatter cube - 24rounds]
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=20 d20=11 d8+13=21 d6=5 d20=8 d8+13=19 d6=3 d20=13 d8+13=18 d6=4 d20=1 d20=15 d8+13=16 d6=6 d20=10 d8+13=16 d6=6 Thursday November 16th, 2006 10:20:05 PM
The ranger takes another five steps forward whilst still pelting Boris' flank.
He takes notice of the small shape in th sky, however with everything going on, he has no way of differentiating friend from foe. By no means is the speck in the sky more important than the dragon before him.
The carnage and confusion in the general area, Mordrid is blind to, as there are still dragons about. Only red dragons, of all their kin, would fight with such violent abandon. Most dragons would have left to fight another day; unacceptable their hordes left unattended in death.
SHOT 1: (45)+ 20 critical = hit AC 65 / Damage 21 x 3 = 63 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 78 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 8 = hit AC 53 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 13 = hit AC 58 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 4 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 1 = hit AC automatic miss.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 15 = hit AC 49 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 10 = hit AC 39 / Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+21=41 d20+21=31 d20+6=25 d8+15=19 2d8(8+1)+30=39 Thursday November 16th, 2006 11:27:56 PM
Spurring his horse forward, Gunther charges into Boris' flank (Ride=25). His sword at the ready, Gunther cuts into the huge creature, drawing blood. (AC41/31 for 25 if no crit., 39 if crit.)
Milo (AC 29, 30 vs. Ivan; hp 51/96) d20+20=36 d20+21=40 Friday November 17th, 2006 12:46:09 AM
Milo becomes a blur of motion as he spins on the ground, completely dodging the fiery breath of the dragon. Continuing his spin, the halfling pirouettes into a one-armed hand stand, and then springs to his feet. His short sword is a blur in his hand, as the halfling growls, "I wanna carve my initials in that bloody dragon." (OOC: Reflex save DC 36 with improved evasion for no damage. Tumble check DC 40.)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) d20+40=57 d20+35=52 d20+35=45 d20+30=31 d20+30=48 d20+30=43 d20+25=45 d20+25=42 d20+20=24 d12+19=22 d12+19=23 d12+19=30 d12+19=27 d12+15=20 d12+15=27 d12+15=23 d20+40=52 d20+35=40 d20+30=34 d20+25=27 d20+25=42 d12+19=26 d12+19=23 d12+15=21 d12+15=21 Friday November 17th, 2006 1:47:19 AM
Valdor arrives on the scene just as Boris clamps down on Lian. He booms out,"Wyrm, you have brought about your death by attacking my friends! It is time to die! My sword will enjoy your blood! Take your last breath."
He figures the monk is dead if he doesn't finish it in a hurry. He notices all the arrows with much satisfaction and lays into the red dragon with a fury.
After his attacks, he steps back just a bit and admires the hole he just put in the dragon holding Lian and prepares for the forthcoming attack if the dragon isn't dead.
He exclaims,"By Domi's hammer, I love fighting red dragons! Everyone give a quick account of their status!"
(used a hero point on 4th attack, hit 7 times with 5 possible crits, one of which missed. 37 straight damage before strength, etc from red dragonslayer sword x3 to all damage from that sword =111 points+ 114=225 + second sword 112= grand total 337 points of damage to Boris)
Falin (shapechanged 121 HP 22 AC) Friday November 17th, 2006 2:22:28 AM They are weak, the others of my kind, but they can become strong if only they feed upon the fallen I have provided them. Being the leader of a pack has a certain appeal...
Falin lets out another howel at the shapechangers lurking in the shadows.
He then turns and continues to decimate the humans. Falin rips a mans spine clean out and continues to ebat him with it. Another swings at him with little effect other than to enrage him further. He reaches out and rips the mans arms from his body and uses them as clubs for a while before groing bored with that.
This is becoming too easy. I must find something that will give me greater joy in killing. Something that could challenge what I have become.
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 Friday November 17th, 2006 9:56:20 AM
The dragon is handled, the battle is in hand, there were greater concerns. Ve address the men before him, "I am Ve Mundr, Protector and Hierophant of Domi. My brother speaks the truth. Those who offered you adventure and coin seek to use you in murder and the fouless of deeds. You have been lied to and decieved with drug by the vileless of dragonkind."
His voice grows louder, "I am Ve Mundr! Member of the Platinum Dragons and by oath of god and hero I swear I have no desire to harm any of good heart lead here by lies and false promises of glory."
With a word and gesture, Ve grows to just over 12 feet. "I am the voice of Domi! Glory, honor and eternal fame can still be yours. To say, 'On this day, we stood beside the Platinum Dragons and the Emerald Talons and pushed back the night.' To say 'It was I who stood at arms with Valdor and K`Nara to defeat the evil which threatened to claim our fair lands!" With this last, Ve puts his great Brilliant Energy hammer into the air with a mighty thrust and bellows "Who stands to be counted with us!"
Hoping a mental command is enough Ve attempts to form up the skeletons and break thier attack to a defensive posture.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 81/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+17=25 d20+17=30 d20+17=29 d20+12=27 3d6(4+6+3)+7=20 3d6(3+1+3)+7=14 3d6(2+6+4)+7=19 3d6(6+2+4)+7=19 Friday November 17th, 2006 11:15:26 AM Lian is under the effect of Holy Aura, Boris has to make a save or be blinded, I believe, versus Nicks DCs.
As Boris bites and holds the monk, Lian's plans are in need of modification. Assuming Boris has plans to chew on the elf, Lian will continue to pummel the gums of his opponent (if he can). "Stop playing around you great ugly beast! Chew you $#%&@!! Get a good taste!" Laughs the rapidly bleeding monk.
[hits ACs 25, 30, 29 and 27, for 20, 14, 19 and 19 damage, breaks DR, THE SECOND ATTACK IS A STUNNING ATTACK fort DC 23 for be stunned for a round](please take into account Boris' AC if he is blinded... Lian may actually hit him in that case. :))
However, if Lian is unable to move, he will happily sit there and bleed to death. (this will make dragon number two he has been nearly eaten by!) (If Lian can't attack but can move, let me know.) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spell: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) d20+17=25 d20+10=27 Friday November 17th, 2006 11:59:18 PM
"Give them room, and offer no reason to attack!" the tall warrior yells back to those whom raise question. "Stand here, with me, unified together, and denounce our allegence to these beasts, " motioning towards the dragon over the hedge, "and instead, show that we band together in our loyalty to each other! Then we can listen to the words of these others," now motioning to the gigantic Brother Bertram peeking over the hedge, "or defend ourselves as need be. Let it be our choice to fight for what we believe in! But first let us show them that our will is of our own, and not these scaled monsters!"
The scrufy warrior motions the other horde members to join him where he stands, and the other illusions move back some, making room for others to join their cause.
Aeralia, in the mean time, hustles towards her illusionary puppets, though making sure she stays clear of the horde people around her. She was glad that some were listening to her words, but she knew once they had chosen, she would likely need to defend these newfound allies against their previous employers.
(Bluff check 25, Diplomacy check 27)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action = Concentration on Silent, Still Major Image Move Equivelent: 30' Move towards her illusions
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (95 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (8 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Lian Saturday November 18th, 2006 1:35:31 PM
The elf thinks to himself. 'Ow!'
~~Jan~~ LOL
Olana (AC 28, HP 43/76) d20+19=32 d20+14=17 d20+9=29 d8+3=11 Saturday November 18th, 2006 5:19:43 PM
Olana does her level best to step sharply out of the way of the dragon's fire, and she's partially successful (Reflex 32). Trying not to look at the curls of smoke rising from her garments, she starts firing again at the terrible creature. Hits AC 29 with second shot for 11 DAM
Nick (HP 103/167 AC 36) 4d8(6+7+1+6)+20=40 d20+6=12 Saturday November 18th, 2006 5:30:49 PM
In full armour, there's no way Nick can dive out of the way, and so he takes the full blast. He takes a step back and tries not to breath in. And he has no choice but to go on the defensive yet again, sending out a burst of pure, healing energy.
MASS CURE CRIT 40 hps.
Into the earpice - "Valdor, can you spare anyone? This whole area's aflame."
DM Jan d20+50=67(-2 = 65) 2d8(1+6)+11=18 2d6(6+2)+5=13 2d6(3+2)+5=10 d20+39=41 d20+44=58 4d8(7+3+6+8)+15=39 Saturday November 18th, 2006 6:19:20 PM
The newly arrived pack of wolves become a little more bold, and grab another corpse. They can't believe their luck, for providing nothing goes horribly awry, they will feast well tonight. Further to the south, Falin's killing spree begins to take a downturn. Fatigue is beginning to take it's toll, making the big werewolf's shoulders heave. The hunger for blood has reached saturation point; the utter delight at the terror caused is now suffering from the law of diminishing returns. And there are distractions now - fire and smoke, and heavy air and the threat of a storm coming in from the lake. This brings forth a deep, natural wariness.
Amidst the throng of men in this quadrant, are six - taller and broader than the rest. Clad in skins, armed with greatswords, their patience is wearing thin. "My future wife could fight these weaklings barehanded!" "Your future wife is not yet ten years old, Roki!" "Aye! Exactly. These are boys and farmers. Not warriors." "They are running from something." "Well, let's see what it is! I tire of being shuffled about!" --------------------
Quadrant 2 -
The fight with the red dragon, Ivan, continues. The surrounding heat is approaching unbearable levels, and the dragon crouches there as if taking a nice, pleasurable bath in the flames. One of Olana's arrows sticks in the beast's flesh, accompanied by more arrows from the burning trees. Milo lands square on his feet, free of damage, although its getting awfully hot beneath his boots.
Then, the stopper flies off the genie bottle, and a curl of dark yellow smoke erupts from it, gathering swiftly and coalescing into large, dark red-skinned figure. The evil emanating from it adds to the dragon fear, curdling the air with dread and misery. "What's that stench?" howls the Efreeti, bad tempered and fists clenched, as Nick's healing spell slices through the air.
It's at this point that Ivan, not to be outdone by a stupid genie, reaches forward and attempts to grab K'Nara and cram her into his mouth. Snatch attack AC 65 other claw attack AC 41 Bite attack AC 58
Dam bite 18 Dam claws 13, 10
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Quadrant 3 -
Tis both a blessing a curse, a wizard's penchant for experimentation. Results can sometimes be glorious and beyond expectation, and at other times... High in the air, the Wall of Force starts to take shape, only to be disrupted by the air elementals trying to make life difficult for Nikoli. The spell, unfortunately, disintegrates. Below, Cori's enhanced vision of the young figure on the beach reveals tiny silver scales, etched on the girl's features. The girl is still staring out into the lake.
On the ground, men start flocking toward the illusionary heralds. In the face of death and confusion, here was confidence and direction. Men raise their weapons and cheer. "What should we do?!"
The HORDE in Quad 3 are now on the side of the allies.
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Quadrant 4 -
Lian feels the dragon's teeth grinding through his innards. The pain is unbearable. Even though his fists and feet bring blood to the dragon's jaw, the grip is terrifying, and unmoving. But then there's another jolt. And another. The grip weakens considerably as Ingrge's spell is cast. Mordrid's arrows hammer home, while Dahlia's crossbow bolt, embedded in Boris's flesh, starts to fester. Then the cutting begins, deadly and merciless as both Valdor and Gunther, their weapons singing with joy, slice with the efficiency of butchers. Boris is dead in seconds.
Brother Nyle, the Aisildurian rushes forward and attempts to dislodge the great beast's teeth from around Lian's middle. "Someone help me!" the cleric cries. When free, he'll cast CURE CRIT WOUNDS on Lian. 39 HPs.
As for the horde, all of those at the southern end of this quadrant are listening to Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr. There is a moment, as faces covered in grime and blood think things over. "Aye!" shouts someone, raising a spear. "Aye!" yells the HORDE. "What should we do?"
The HORDE in Quad 4 are now on the side of the allies. At least those still alive....
For the anger of Nikoli has boiled over, and he spirals down, away from the air elementals and hovers above the northern section of this quadrant. With a deafening roar, he sends down a blistering column of flame, right into the midst of the cavalry and those fighting on foot. The fire hits the ground and spreads laterally. Flesh curls, and bones blacken. The screams of both horses and men are terrible, unbearable and will haunt everyone for months afterward.
As for the SKELETONS, they're battling away, up in the southern part of Quadrant 2, ensuring, so far, that the fight with Ivan up there is a private affair. (Daniel, Ve will need to get closer to give verbal instructions.)
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : Blinking (50% miss)6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike 10d6(4+2+3+6+3+3+6+5+3+6)=41 Saturday November 18th, 2006 9:15:18 PM
Seeing that the fighters have Boris taken care of, Dahlia turns her attention to the other Red dragon alerting Ingrge and Mordrid to its nearness. Turning toward it she releases a bolt of lightening from her wrist that streaks straight toward Nikoli. 41 points reflex DC 26 for 20
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight 13d6(1+5+5+6+5+3+4+4+5+5+6+2+4)=55 Saturday November 18th, 2006 9:20:38 PM
Responing to Dahlia's alert, Ingrge too turns toward the new red and cast a spell of his own. pouring forth from his hand and spreading out is a cone of cold that hits Nikoli just after the lightening bolt does. 55 points reflex dc 24 for 27 points
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 92 Sunday November 19th, 2006 5:41:58 AM
Bertram throws up a hand, "Forward troops! Let us this day strike a blow for Domi!" Bertram moves forward, taking the lead his axe high, heading northward towards the heart of the camp.
Falin Sunday November 19th, 2006 9:06:34 AM
Sniffing the air causes him to pause for a moment. Something primal takes ahold in him as he smells the smoke and sees the fire creeping along. He can feel something rolling in off the lake as well.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Sunday November 19th, 2006 11:02:32 AM
The monk pulls a broken tooth from his side, pocketing it (wants a trinket), as the cleric heals him. "Brother, thank you." He staggers to stand. "Anymore dragons about?" Soon the monk is moving off looking the nearest enemy regardless of size or number.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/93; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=40 d20+20=40 d10+9=14 d10+9=17 d20+15=19 d10+9=10 d6=6 d6=6 d6=4 Sunday November 19th, 2006 5:01:26 PM
Once again K'Nara finds herself completely healed--just before suffering more damage! And now a dragon was chewing on her!
The leader of the Talons kept her head, though--bringing the battered brass bottle to her lips and stuffing the stopper back into it. Then she began to ingloriously hack into the parts of the dragon that she could reach from her position.
(OOC: K'Nara's first attack is a Crit Hit (two 20's in a row! Time for me to get a Powerball ticket...)--the total damage the blow does is 31hpd with 12hp fire damage; second attack hits AC19 for 10hpd and 4hp fire damage.)
"Efreet!" bellowed K'Nara. "For the next ten minutes, you will help us defeat the black dragon's forces--starting with THIS dragon!!!"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=11 d8+13=14 d6=6 d20=10 d8+13=21 d6=6 d20=19 d20=18 d8+13=18 d6=2 d20=5 d8+13=20 d6=3 d20=3 d8+13=18 d6=5 d20=2 d8+13=19 d6=1 Sunday November 19th, 2006 9:37:36 PM
As Boris hits the ground, sending up a cloud of dirt and debree in the air; Mordrid turns north. Taking Dahlia's lead, the ranger moves five steps foreward, sending another hail of arrows out over the field, aimed directly at Nikoli. The ranger is aware of the massive carnage falling beneath Nikoli's flame, however his instincts tell him not to waiver. Hesitation will only lead to more carnage.
SHOT 1: (45)+ 11 critical = hit AC 55 / Damage = 14 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 30 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 10 = hit AC 55 / Damage 21 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 37 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 19 critical (18) = hit AC 64 / Damage 18 x 3 = 54 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 68 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 5 = hit AC 44. Damage 20 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 3 = hit AC 37 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 5 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 2 = hit AC 31 / Damage 19 + 10 favored enemy + 1 bane of enemies = 30 total.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) d100=77 Sunday November 19th, 2006 10:16:46 PM
Valdor, not knowing K'Nara is in the same boat as Lian was just in, decides to do something about this biggest dragon. First, hoever, he booms out,"Spread yourselves out in a line! They can use their fire breath every few rounds, so you have a minute. Be prepared for a large black dragon to appear. If you have no magical weapons, I suggest you head south and quickly. We will fight these dragons!"
Then he says quietly,"Brother, wish me luck! The big one is my new target."
He activates his ring of teleportation onto the back of the red dragon flying above them, just behind the base of its neck. With his cloak active, he figures he'll hang on just fine.
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. Ivan; hp 91/96) d20+20=26 Monday November 20th, 2006 1:44:48 AM
Wary of the growing heat, Milo clicks the heels of his boots and tumbles through the dragons space to a cooler spot on the other side. Once there, the halfling rogue looks for the possibility of setting up a flank on the creature. (OOC: DC 26 Tumble)
Posting Reports For Monday November 20th, 2006 5:00:08 AM
Game # 1 Platimum Dragons the week of Nov 13,2006
Name*****MTWTF DM Jan****XXXXXS Valdor****2XXXXS Mordrid***XXX2OS Fr.Nick***2XXXXS Dahlia****XXXXOS VE Mont***XXXOX Corelot***XXXXO
Lian d20+20=26 d20+24=25 Monday November 20th, 2006 11:15:29 AM
Hearing Valdor's statement, Lian moves to join Valdor's fight (where that might be, Lian will follow the sound of destruction!), tumbling to avoid any other enemy. (Listen 26, Tumble 25)
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=7 Monday November 20th, 2006 6:31:42 PM
Wheeling his horse around rapidly, Gunther readies himself to charge the next closest dragon (Nikoli)... But the sudden lurch of the horse underneath him catches him off balance and he twists awkwardly in the saddle before falling roughly to the ground (Ride=nat.1) with a loud Umph!
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Monday November 20th, 2006 7:25:41 PM
Cori slips back into her will-o'-wisp form and flies with all haste in the direction of the female upon the beach. If she is right this should be the silver in her humanoid form.
Amarth flies off to the side of the battle and stays out of the flames. He knows that he only has one spell left and that one will not be too useful yet.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 21 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 20rounds]
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 Monday November 20th, 2006 9:04:20 PM
Ve calls to those about him, "Then we strike at the dragons!" and while he knows it will do little good he casts a Prayer spell that is twice the radius of a normal one. Pressing outward 80' in all directions about the cleric of Domi a golden aura pulsates.
"Charge!" Ve thrusts his hammer forward and charges towards the great red dragon.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 21/22
Aeralia (12 [16 vs Evil] AC, 40/40 HP, Disguise Self, Holy Aura, Invisibility) Monday November 20th, 2006 11:03:54 PM
"Those of you with the courage and will, and magical means to fight these monsters, their is our target!" the scruffy warrior says with a loud yell, waving his blade towards the large flying dragon. "The rest of you, make your way north, and stop the fight there!"
A few of her illusionary warriors draw bows, firing imaginary arrows towards the beast to spur any whom might have the means to do alike.
Aeralia, in the meantime, hustles her way towards the gathering. Shee moves into position so that her illusionary commander is atop of her, and her movements and its are in sync as they begin to move northward.
With but a thought, her clothes and visage shift to match that of her illusion, so when she dismisses it, she would look like him.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Standard Action = Concentration on Silent, Still Major Image Move Equivelent: 30' Move towards her illusions Free Action: Activate Hat of Disguise, making her look like her illusionary warrior.
Active Spells: Disguise Self (permanent until dispelled) Holy Aura (from Nick??) Invisibility (94 rounds)
Wall of Force - 10'x100' from wall of thorns straight east to the lake. (6 rounds)
Major Image - 'Her Leader' and 10 or so warriors. (Concentration + 3 Rounds)
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 12:37:09 AM
Valdor says into his earring,"If I don't answer after this fight, you'll have to dispel the magic of my dust of disappearance to find my body...just thought you should know. Of course, I could be anywhere within a mile or ten."
He prepares for the dragon to try to bite at him, so he keeps himself behind the base of its neck and will move to keep it from being able to get to him with its jaws.
(Of course, the dragon won't know that he has a cloak to keep himself planted on its back:)-just a reminder)
DM Jan Tuesday November 21st, 2006 1:35:40 AM
((Post coming first thing tomorrow, folks. Stupid, stupid headache.))
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 10:56:35 AM
Olana has no choice but to follow Milo, although she runs for the opposite side. It was getting too hot.
Nick (HP 143/167 AC 36) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:09:05 AM
Nick glances back at the trees, hoping the elves there had the wits to get out, but just in case - "Move!!" he yells. "I can't heal you unless we stay in distance and I need to get out of the flames!" He points sharply beyond the dragon and then starts to move while the thing is chewing on K'Nara. Hang on there, girl....
He's hoping the elves aren't scared of that thing that just arrived out of the genie bottle. It's evil presence was almost as bad as the dragon.
Not having had a reply from Valdor was also worrying him. Was everything all right down the field? Maybe it wasn't. Nevertheless he tries again.
Earpiece - "If anyone can spare a moment, this dragon up here isn't being very co-operative."
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire d20+5=18 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:24:52 AM
The monk stops. Casts Detect Magic to see if he can make out Valdor's aura, then he calls to the large dragon, "Um, I think your Boris may have dropped this prior to him dying a horrible and, moght I say, pathetic death!" The monk reveals Boris' tooth.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Boris' tooth in pocket.
DM Jan 2d8(5+7)+11=23 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 12:59:20 PM
Quadrant 1 -
The incoming storm brings a damp chill into the surrounding air, despite all the flames off shore, and it's dark clouds combine with the smoke to muddy the sky and block out the moons. The blind rage within Falin starts to wane, trickling away slowly, like sand. There is movement ahead, a shift in the mindless crowd as six big figures push their way through. They are not afraid, these butchers, and the scent of a dead wolf pelt drifts across the trampled ground from one of them. Falin hears a bark, coming from behind him. The wolf pack are leaving, dragging the corpses with them. The one who stood guard is looking at him with glassy eyes. Are you coming, brother?
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As Nick, Olana and Milo get out of the flames and into flanking positions, the efreeti stands there with it's head cocked to one side, all 12 feet of it, not batting an eyelid amidst the deadly heat, it's dark red skin colour shifting like fire in a hearth. It grins at K'Nara. "You sure you want me to, girl?" Something makes it let out a great belly laugh, but then it folds it's arms and looks at the dragon.
Telepathy Hey, tell you what - if you spit out that cute little chicky, I'll distract them enough to let you escape. How about that? I mean your brothers aren't doing too well, if you know what I mean, and there comes a time when you have to think about yourself. So how about it?
Olana, Milo and Nick see the big dragons head swing toward the south, where the rest of the battle rages, and K'Nara gets a grand old view of it while still clamped in Ivan's jaws. Dragon blood is beginning to drip onto her armour, but it hasn't released it's grip yet. Still - it has hesitated. As to why? Only the dragon and the efreeti know.
Bite Damage on K'nara - 23
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Quadrant 3 -
Aeralia becomes one with her illusionary leader, and she has to keep her wits about her as the crowd surges forward into Quadrant 4 with a big cheer, their weapons aloft. There they mingle with the rest of the HORDE there, led by Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr. Some of this group however stay back and stride toward those gathered at the northern edge of this quadrant, where a heated argument begins, accompanied by lot's of pointing and gesticulating.
Meanwhile, Cori swoops down to join the girl humanoid on the beach. The child turns and smiles. One side of her face has sustained massive damage; it's an old wound, and the resulting scar tissue has pulled and distorted the left side of her face into something terrible to behold. The ruin continues down the shoulder and along the left arm, and it is the claw-like hand at the end of that arm that points out toward the lake. If Cori looks in that direction, she can see something floating in the water, something flat, and big, and grey.
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Quadrant 4 -
With Boris down, all eyes turn to the destructive, murderous Nikoli, hanging in the sky, his massive red wings blotting out the view. Directly below the dragon lies a field of fire and the sickening stench of cooked meat.
The horror of it causes Gunther's horse to falter violently and pitch him to the ground.
Valdor alights on the back of the dragon, surefooted amongst the rippling scales between the beating wings. Lightning skitters across the creature's back, followed by an icy cone of cold that makes the big warrior shiver and sets his teeth on edge. Right after that he feels the massive hammer blows of Mordrid's arrows, and the creature shudders and falters. Nikoli banks sharply and starts to gain height. His rhythm is flawed as he climbs, but climb, he does. Valdor's sword is clamouring for blood in his head, fighting for attention alongside the nearly uncontrollable bloodlust borne of the pit creature. And if that wasn't enough - Telepathy, bitter and angry from Nikoli - I know you, dragonkiller. You think this will lead to glory? You think you've won? You will win nothing this day. Nothing but a curse on your children, and their children, too!
On the ground, arrows from the HORDE fire upward, hoping to catch Nikoli as he ascends. Brother Bertram and Ve Mundr move forward as if swept by a tidal wave. For this was now the HORDE OF DOMI, and both adventurers can feel the power of it, righteous and mighty. They are joined by some of the HORDE rushing through a gap in the wall of thorns, from Quadrant 3.
On a practical level, the dragon Nikoli is out of reach to those on foot. However, there is still much work to do - a battle still rages at the northern edge of this quadrant - an obstacle between them and the other dragon, Ivan. Here a small but intense war rages, between some of the potion-crazed HORDE and the Skeleton warriors. Lian gets his tooth. From his position, he can see Nikoli rising into the sky, and the HORDE OF DOMI surge toward the north.
Falin (shapechanged) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 1:50:04 PM So tired... Used up all my energy on these whelps. If I fall I will only be made weak again.
He looks longingly at the pack turning to leave. Freedom, security, and strength in the pack are all thoughts that cross Falins mind while he watches.
He looks back across the battlefield. He has grown strong beyond the capabilities of these humans. A small postion of him wants to stay for some reason, but he quickly shakes the thought from his head. He turns and runs from the field of battle. He runs to the pack. He runs to his freedom...
As he gets to the top of the hill and stands next to this pack he looks down one more time at the field and lets out a howel. This one is different from the others. It is a long and dreadful cry. Almost sad really. He then turns and runs with the pack.
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Tuesday November 21st, 2006 2:34:09 PM
Valdor says aloud to the dragon and with his earring activated for his group to hear,"I will make you an offer dragon. I care nothing for glory. I am beyond that concern now. What I am concerned about is the black dragon you follow. Tell me his plan and where he is and I'll spare you. If you are leaving the fight and will set me down safely, I will spare your life and you will be free to return to your gold. Otherwise, I will be forced to finish you now. If you wish to have part of his treasure hoard, you could assist us in this fight with him. You know we will kill him if he fights us so you really can't lose in helping us. Make your choice or you force my hand. And the height we are at is of no consequence to me, so falling from up here doesn't scare me."
Part of the huge warrior is longing to plunge his sword deep into the dragon. More dragon kills would only add to his fame, especially way up here...to have the others see the dragon they thought had escaped come falling from way up high...oh how awesome that would be...power, he has so much and this kill would only increase his stature to everyone watching...
He violently shakes his head. "I am in control here, not you!" he tells his sword mentally. "We wait for his answer and don't get mad if he makes the smart choice! You have tasted enough blood today, I hope."
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/70; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+20=23 d10+9=14 d6=2 d20+15=31 d10+9=17 d6=6 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 4:11:44 PM
K'Nara roars with pain and fury, not bothering to answer the efreet, simply continuing to hack away at the dragon that was masticating on her.
(OOC: first strike hits AC23 for 14hpd and 2hp fire damage; second strike hits AC31 for 17hpd and 6hp fire damage.)
"...Father Nicholas..." the blade singer grates over her own earpiece, "...I could use...a boost..." K'Nara's own blood is mixing with that of the dragon's as those great, sharp teeth continue to grind into her.
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : greater invisibility, 6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike Tuesday November 21st, 2006 6:09:24 PM
Hearing Nick's call for aid Dahlia quickly answers. " I am on my way, though I am not sure how long it will take."
Activating her boots the invisible halfling flies toward the other dragon and the conflicy occurring over there.
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight Tuesday November 21st, 2006 6:11:02 PM
Looking up and watching Valdor ride the ferocious winged beast, he shakes his head and focuses on anything still coming in from his various eyes around the battlefield and his own peculiar sight.
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 7:25:24 PM
Bertram moves onward, heading into the thickest of the fighting ahead of them. His goal is to continue until they meet opposition capable of slowing or stopping them.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 7:31:35 PM
Upon watching Nikoli fly off with Valdor, Nick's request for aid comes in through the ear-piece. Mordrid casts "Londstrider" on himself and makes haste in the direction of the third dragon.
The ranger is not used to not working in tandom with Valdor, however, the circumstances are very unusual. He knows there is another battle raging on the opposite side of the battlefield, and people need help; apparently immediately.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: ] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 21st, 2006 8:01:18 PM
Cori slips back into her drow form and gazes upon the silver dragon woman. Her eyes do not show any signs of horror or pity for the young woman that stands there. She has seen many things of this nature and worse...she is a drow, one of the original evil races. "Do you seek freedom sister or do you now wish to serve beyond all else?" Her eyes stay locked with the young woman as she waits for a reply.
She does follow the gaze out to the ocean and shakes her head. "Did he do this to you...has he made you hard and as cold as he is?" The voice is there in the back of her head...coaxing her to take the possible power here. "Freedom or death is at your door right now knocking...the choice is yours and you only have to ask." She turns her head ever so slightly to take in the young dragon woman, her gaze still never waivering. She waits and ponders her foes or friends next move with calculated need.
Amarth stays hidden and out of the way of the flames as best he can. He does not really want to be found roasted alive and he will not get into direct combat...he is not that type of familiar.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 20 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 19rounds]
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=22 d20+5=6 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:28:52 PM
Growling in anger, Gunther hops back on his horse (Ride=22). Then he spurs him back toward the area where Nikoli unleashed his fury. Pushing the horse, Gunther scans the area for any sign of Borden or Birk (Spot=6).
Nick (HP 143/167 AC 36) 4d8(7+5+7+8)+20=47 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:50:16 PM
"Alemi, bless us with your gift of health and well being. May it staunch the blood and seal all wounds."
Casting CURE CRIT MASS for 47 hps.
He frowns. He's getting low on area-based healing spells. Any more of this and he'd have to jump in the dragon's mouth himself. Still, at least they were all out of the fire, and - "Help's on the way!" he tells Olana, Milo and K'Nara.
Olana (AC 28, HP 76/76) d20+14=34 d20+9=16 d20+14=21 d10+3=13 d10+3=5 Tuesday November 21st, 2006 11:59:57 PM
As soon as she arrives at the side of the dragon, and hopefully out of the flames, Olana pulls her longsword and starts hacking.
(Hits AC 34, 16, for 13 and 5 damage. No Crit I don't think.)
This was going to be tough work, so she hoped that cleric was right, otherwise her and Milo would be the main course after K'nara had been the hors d'ouvres.
And what was that genie creature doing?
Milo (AC 30, 31 vs. Ivan; hp 91/96) d20+23=43 d20+23=33 d20+23=42 d20+23=38 d20+18=26 d4+4=7 d4+4=7 8d6(2+6+6+6+4+5+4+2)=35 8d6(6+2+5+2+6+4+4+3)=32 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 1:56:54 AM
Once flanking, Milo clicks his heels and looks for the soft spots on Ivan's scaly hide. (OOC: Crit threat 'nat 20' AC 43; didn't likely confirm with AC 33. Crit threat AC 42; didn't likely confirm with AC 38. Missed on AC 26. Damage is 42 points and 39 points respectively, for a total of 81 hit points damage.)
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 5:07:32 AM
The monk, still trying to get Nikoli's attention does his best to avoid the mass of people. Finally, giving up the taunting as a bad job, the elf heads for the large dragon, still concentrating to see if he can see any illusionary auras ot the like (ie Valdor's aura).
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Boris' tooth in his hand.
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 d20+28=37 d20+23=43 d20+23=27 d20+18=37 d20+13=15 2d6(6+3)+12=21 4d6(2+5+6+4)+24=41 2d6(4+1)+12=17 2d6(4+4)+12=20 2d6(5+5)=10 2d6(4+2)=6 2d6(2+6)=8 2d6(4+3)=7 2d6(6+1)=7 2d6(3+1)=4 2d6(4+4)=8 2d6(5+2)=7 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 12:33:50 PM
Ve charges into the northern fray, leading his troops into battle. His extraordinary gifts from Domi rise again and all his allies with 10' about him are placed into his protection. The others could deal with the dragons for now. he and bertram would put an end to this 'ground war.' Then all power could be brought to bear against the real threat, thta black dragon who has orchestrated this affair.
Ve's hammer now strikes, not at weapons but at the wielders of them. The brilliant energy affect passing sheer through any armor they have and the blessing of law and good upon the hammer cause it to strike without mercy. {hit AC 37/43 crit 27/37/15 Dmg 21/41/17/20 Plus 10+6+8+7 Good Plus 7+4+8+7 Law}
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 20/22
The six barbarians watch as the large wolf-creature slopes off to join what looks like a pack of lupine scavengers taking advantage of all the dead meat lying around. "They breed them big around here." "Eh, wolves in our neck of the woods are as big - and they have thicker coats." "Okay, so now what? I'm that hungry, that ribcage over there is starting to look mighty tasty." Laughter. "We find out what's going on, and stay out of the way of those dragons. Unless it's too cold for you." More laughter. The men rejoin a gathering throng of about 150 men, where the word is going around about the strangers, and Domi, and that perhaps they'd been misled.
As for the wolf pack, they move fast. Away from the smoke, away from the men, away from the dragons. They have what they want, and as for the newcomer and his status, well - that would have to be fought over at some point.
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Quadrant 2 -
Lian's attempt to catch the dragon's eye is lost in the chaos, not to mention the altitude. Did he see a shimmer on the back of the beast as it banked over and climbed into the sky? Maybe he did.
Because the CRAZED HORDE are now focussed on the approaching HORDE OF DOMI, Dahlia, Mordrid and Lian manage to dash over ground littered with corpses and skeleton warrior bones into Quadrant 2 (ready for melee and ranged attacks).
And there before them, with the forest aflame, and patches of the ground on fire, is IVAN.
On this side of the monster, they can see Nick reciting something, and the diminutive Milo, hacking away like a demon butcher at the dragon's flank. (Olana and some of the elves are at the far side). They can also see that Ivan has K'Nara firmly gripped in his teeth and is shaking her like a rat. There is also another creature stood there, something that looks nasty and extraplaner and firey and twelve feet tall.
Ivan rears up, blood dripping from his mouth, and hurls a massive punch toward the twelve foot efreeti. His wings also flip out smartly on either side, aiming to batter down those who are attacking his flanks. The right wing merely parts Milo's hair but aims to slam hard against that pesky cleric.
K'Nara - shake shake shake - bite damage - 22 Olana - wing slam AC 58 for 9 DAM Nick - wing slam AC 58 for 13 DAM
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Quadrant 3 -
Here on the shore, the girl taps a finger against her own mouth. With this ruined face, it's hard for Cori to tell whether this dragon child has understood her or not.
But then she leaps into the air, sprouting wings and taking on her true form. One of the wings is ragged and lacy, but the creature manages well enough, and flies out toward the grey thing in the water, looking back, wanting Cori to follow.
High in the air, shifting fast over this quadrant, Nikoli heads south toward the headland, with Valdor still clinging to his back. I won't help you directly. But I can tell you where I think his lair is. The dragon rolls and starts to lose altitude. We were to attack the city on the other side of the lake - me, my brothers, and the lesser races Nikoli coughs out a laugh, but it has little humour in it. Then, when it was weak - he would come and chase us all off - be their savior. He has big plans, that one....
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Quadrant 4 -
Ve Mundr, Bertram and Aeralia arrive at the northern border between Quadrant 4 and Quadrant 2, with approximately 250 of the HORDE OF DOMI at their back. Before them stands the CRAZED HORDE, about 100 of them. There is no reason on their dirt and blood-streaked faces. All reason, in fact, has been stripped away, leaving behind it a feral longing - for blood, for killing, for chaos. The skeletons are down, their remains scattered and smashed, their souls fulfilled and already sailing the red channels into Gargul's domain. "YAAAAAAAAAAAAH!" screams one of the lunatics, and the CRAZED HORDE leap forward. But Ve Mundr is already into the fray, and the gap between the groups shrinks rapidly to nothing.
A spear is hurled toward Aeralia AC 27 for 8 DAM Two men come hurtling at Bertram with swords AC 23 and 17 (Klutzes...) for 11 and 14 DAM One great monster of a man takes a swing at Ve Mundr with an axe AC 26 for 11 DAM
Meanwhile, a bit lower in the field, Gunther regains his saddle and ventures into Nikoli's killing ground. His horse is jumpy, yanking at the reins while picking it's way carefully across the scorched earth. Now the smoke and cloud has blocked out the moon, it's quite dark here, and maybe that is a blessing. Smoking clumps of 'something' litter the ground, blackened and twisted. Occasionally, the warrior can make out an arm, or a head. Ah yes, and here, a perfect tableau - maybe a horse, and a man being pulled from it by four, five, maybe six others. They are tangled and welded together, the fat from their flame-broiled flesh spattered outward - skull to skull, bone to bone. And at the center of this museum of dragon horror - a figure on horseback, surrounded on all sides by many others on foot. It's features are gone, it's head a blackened stump. But the arms still weild two war hammers, suspended low over the macabre, smoking and silent crowd surrounding it. There is no sign of any life here. No men. No horses. No orcs. Everything here is dead.
Ingrge can see Gunther in the saddle, picking through the debris. He can see the HORDE OF DOMI pressing toward the north. He can see Nikoli, edging south, looking like he might come into land somewhere, and - through a gap in the wall of thorns, a smattering of magic and the flash of silver wings at the shore. However, behind him he senses something. It's the elves, he can see 11 of them approaching, along with Brother Nyle, the Aisildurian.
Consequence.....
Plateau City -
Moonlight spills into an inner courtyard, where three figures dance. Two tall males shift around a much shorter third female. The sound of blows - wood upon wood - crack through the air and well-earned sweat spatters on the cobbles. It's been a long evening, and all three are close to exhaustion, but there's also a sense of elation, like the hard work is beginning to pay off. "Enough." All three stand and salute one another. Their chests heave and there are broad grins on their faces. Then suddenly, something makes them start. A thing in the minds eye, flashing past with the speed of a bat - red wings, the flash of a sword, death and revenge and something evil - but then it's gone, a threat banished, and forgotten. One of the Twins clears his throat. "Okay... lets go raid the kitchen, and then it's off to bed for you, young lady." The three head inside Gold Dragon Castle.
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Sturtavent looks out onto the lake from the Overlord Palace balcony, where the moons' reflections shimmer off the surface like diamonds. Below him, the City is lit up like a giant birthday cake. It's people are all awake and on the alert. Some of the turtles and their handlers are already out on the water, swimming out as far as they dare, so they are able to give advance warning. The Mayor is in a bitter mood. He is fully aware of the practicalities and the political expediencies that stop him from flying off into the dark to join the battle. He HAD to stay here, for if the Dragons and the Talons failed - then he, the druids, any of the Storm Dragons who answered his call, and the guards, were all who could prevent the invasion. The last line of defence. Beside him, Alicia D'Anlaf, Overlord of the Big Float, her face pale and lovely in the moonlight, looks up at him. "So, what do we do?" He gives a sigh. "We wait." ---------------------------
Somewhere in the Mountains - east of the battle and the great lake -
Jus the elf, Storm Dragon and sometime resident of the Floating City, looks out over a jagged ravine partially cloaked in snow. It was beautiful out here, peaceful, and nearly as bright as day with the snow reflecting the moonlight. So, was he winning? Was he? Or was he just kidding himself? It was hard to say. This journey was turning into quite a battle of wills.
A sound makes him leave his perch at the cave mouth and return to the fire where the boy sleeps. Keiran seems restless in his slumber all of a sudden, which is unusual, as the lad normally sleeps like a bear in winter. But right now, beside the fire, the boy's breathing is shallow, and Jus has to pull him away in order to stop him from rolling into the flames. There are tears rolling down Keiran's cheeks, and his face is wracked, like he is in the grip of some terrible dream. Jus wonders if he should wake him, or let him ride it out, and he wonders what could be causing such anguish. But then to wonder at all at such things, always led down any number of strange avenues, because this boy, wasn't really a 'boy' at all....
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Emerald Kingdom
Parnoth, Supreme and Almighty Ruler of the Emerald Kingdom and Osto, Saviour of the Wold, is fast asleep, curled up on top of a blissfully huge pile of coins. There is something wonderful about coins, about how they gather one's body heat and shift underneath, allowing for a dragon's comfort. Parnoth sleeps well tonight. Even Mop whining about taxes and Talons has done nothing to eradicate this mood. The 'talks', *cough* extortion *cough*, have gone well in Osto, so much so that it is perhaps safe to say that Parnoth's empire is beginning to grow a little. Stick that in your pipe and smoke it, Sturtavent, hmmmm? Ah, yes. The green dragon finds himself in a sublime mood this evening, and his dreams are full of conquest, and expansion, and an even bigger pile of coins. He's unsure where these feelings are coming from, but he doesn't care. This is the best dream he's had in years...
(( OOC - couple of things - 1) Jamie, who plays Falin, has to leave us for a while. As some of you know he's in the Air Force, stationed in Turkey right now, and having been promoted (yay!), has had his spare time reduced to nothing. He's hoping to return to us in March.
2) Holiday posting. I'll play it by ear. It's bound to be a bit spotty, but don't sweat it if you can't get in and post. Enjoy your holiday and Happy Thanksgiving! Hopefully we'll be back to normal this next Monday/Tuesday.))
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 92 d20+18=29 d20+13=28 d10+10=15 d10+10=16 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 3:48:28 PM
Bertram blocks one strike on his axe and the other slides off his shield. Not giving the two time to try again he strikes back. The great axe crashes into the first attacker cutting through his armor with enough force to down any normal warrior. If the warrior is out of it, Bertram will swing at the other attacker, or finish the first with the powerful blow.
(hits ac 28 Damage 15 hits ac 29 Damage 16 31 total damage)
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/95; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+35=55 d10+9=17 d6=4 d20+35=40 d10+9=12 d6=6 d20+15=34 d10+9=18 d6=1 d20+15=25 d10+9=13 d6=5 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 4:17:16 PM
(OOC: K'Nara is going to use 12 hero points for a Called Shot to Ivan's brain through his eye.)
The tall blade singer feels the healing power of Father Nicholas' spell wash over her--but the healing is reversed by Ivan's continued chewing on her body.
Tired of being a dragon's chew toy, K'Nara channels all her energy and focuses on slamming her fiery blade up through the nearby eye of Ivan, in order to pierce the brain there. The woman warrior screams at the top of her lungs as she lets her blows fly...
(OOC: first attack is a possible Crit Hit: hits AC52 for 17hpd & 4hp fire damage and then AC37 for 12hpd & 6hp fire damage. Second attack is also a possible Crit Hit: hits AC34 for 18hpd & 1hp fire damage and then AC25 for 13hpd & 5hp fire damage.)
(2nd OOC: this post was edited because K'Nara only has 12 hero points to spend...what is in the post is correct, not the Die Rolls space.)
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 5:15:53 PM
Cori nods her head as the young dragon takes to the air. She flies off after the dragon after she shapes herself back into the form of a harpy once again. She wonders if this is suicide on her part or something else. "Oh well, stop worrying and just go with it...you will soon have your answer girl." She smiles as she follows along trying to keep pace.
Amarth continues to keep himself hidden as he watches the battle rage around him. It was not a pretty sight then again he has seen bad and ugly before. This was nothing new to anyone with a little bit of power.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 19 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 18rounds]
Ingrge: AC 32: HP 132/132; See invisibility, Arcane sight d20+17=28 d6+5=9 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 6:32:51 PM
quickly casting as soon as he gets within range the mage sends another ray of negative energy streaking toward yet another red dragon. Ray of Enfeeblement - No Save - SR 28 - loss of 9 points of strength
spells
0 level disrupt undead *** Flare Ray of frost
1st level magic missile*** Ray of enfeeblement*** (2 used) Obscuring mist True strike 2nd level detect thoughts scorching ray*** spectral hand Blindness/deafness** Ghoul touch
Dahila: AC 32: HP 219/226 : greater invisibility, 6 Fire elementals, 5 air elementals, 2 earth elementals, penetrate damage reduction, Lingering damage, crippling strike d20+17=36 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 6:38:42 PM
As Dahlia gets in range she activates her circlet and lets loose with its daily power sending a maximized searing ray of light streaking toward the dragon - 40 points damage - No save; SR 36
Valdor(AC37, HP 284,Fire resistance, Dust of Disappearance, Cloak of Arachnid) Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 7:57:17 PM
Valdor replies,"That makes little sense. He should know those mercenaries weren't capable of even putting a dent in the city's defense. You and your brothers would have had a harder time than you might think. And while red dragons are rightly feared by most, they are mostly agressive and their actions fairly predictable. Black dragons are not to be trusted and everyone knows it. He wouldn't have fooled anyone. Plus we know his tactics in battle. He also killed a friend of mine, so he made it personal.
Anyway, his plans are dust, because he threatens my city and many of my countryman, and we will see him destroyed. What the Storm Dragons started, I plan to finish. He couldn't beat them, he can't beat us. So, where is his lair?"
Brother Bertram-Addition Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 9:15:30 PM
(OOC Bertram sends the Earth Elemental against his opponents as well, Sorry to forget Jan)
~~Jan~~ Mark, no worries. I've dropped a few plates myself :)
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? d20+6=12 Wednesday November 22nd, 2006 11:41:48 PM
Gunther looks around at the carnage in front of him...slowing scanning it. Borden was here, somewhere..but the hammers...he'd seen those somewhere... And then suddenly, his brain catches up with what his eyes have already told him. Borden...Birk...all of them dead!! His face twists into a contorted mask of rage. That flying camp fire had killed them all of them and then just flown away. But there was another one out there..and he was going to pay!! Gunther opens his mouth and lets loose a primal scream as he spurs his horse in a full charge on the sole remaining dragon on the battlefield (heading toward Ivan...should be 240 feet move with the run action).
Ride=12
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 SR25 evil spells, Resist fire Thursday November 23rd, 2006 8:52:38 AM
The monk pockets the tooth and casts Divine Favor. He is still concentration in the detect magic as he scans the surrounding 60ft to spot any aura that may be out of place. "I think before Nikoli rose, I saw a strange glimmer on his back. Then he passed my range and I lost it." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 d20=9 d8+13=14 d6=2 d20=18 d8+13=17 d6=6 d20=4 d8+13=18 d6=3 d20=2 d8+13=16 d6=6 d20=18 d8+13=15 d6=2 d20=7 d8+13=14 d6=2 Thursday November 23rd, 2006 10:06:47 PM
Mordrid runs into the new quad, and plants his feet; immediately arching his spine he lets loose another flight. This time at the dragon that tosses K'narra about like a rag doll. Seeing her scream and dig deep like a dying creature, he moans out and his eyes water.
He attacks the dragon: (+5 arrows)
SHOT 1: (45)+ 9 = hit AC 54 / Damage = 14 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 26 total.
SHOT 2 (feat): (45)+ 18 = hit AC 63 / Damage 17 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 33 total.
SHOT 3 (bow): (45)+ 4 = hit AC 49 / Damage 18 + 10 favored enemy + 3 bane of enemies = 31 total.
SHOT 4: (39)+ 2= hit AC 41. Damage 16 + 10 favored enemy + 6 bane of enemies = 32 total.
SHOT 5: (34)+ 18 = hit AC 52 / Damage 15 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 27 total.
SHOT 6: (29)+ 7 = hit AC 36 / Damage 14 + 10 favored enemy + 2 bane of enemies = 26 total.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 Friday November 24th, 2006 11:58:49 AM
The monks platnum hair glints in the fire light as he waits for the next thing to happen. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18, 1st round) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Olana( AC 28, HP 67/76) d20+14=18 d20+9=19 Saturday November 25th, 2006 12:29:07 AM
On the far side of the dragon, Olana can't see if help is arriving or not, although perhaps she senses a few jolts go through the creature with all the magic being thrown at it. The smack on the chin from the dragon's wing does nothing to help her mood, or her aim. oh well, on we go...
Hits AC 18, 19, both misses :(
Nick (HP 130/167 AC 36) 5d8(7+8+5+6+7)=33 Saturday November 25th, 2006 12:52:23 AM
Nick's sense of relief is palpable as others arrive. Now, if K'nara could just hang on, it was time to bring this dragon down with everything they had.
"May the name of the blessed Alemi, God of healing and well-being, reflect light on the darkness within you!"
Casting HOLY SMITE. Dam 33 to evil creatures.
Ve Mundr AC 44 HP 224 d20+28=46 d20+23=40 d20+18=29 d20+13=31 2d6(6+5)+10=21 2d6(5+4)+10=19 2d6(4+5)+10=19 2d6(6+3)+10=19 2d6(2+6)=8 2d6(1+3)=4 2d6(5+1)=6 2d6(4+5)=9 2d6(6+6)=12 2d6(2+2)=4 2d6(4+6)=10 2d6(3+5)=8 Saturday November 25th, 2006 8:49:39 AM
Ve continues to press through the ranks of THE CRAZED HORDE, his hammer swinging relentlessly. A hulking barbarian bursts from the crowd and charges the Domi heirophant, Ve defeats his attack with his shield and then cuts him down. Hit AC 46 Dmg 21 +Lawful 8 +Good 12 Hit AC 40 Dmg 19 +Lawful 4 +Good 4 Hit AC 29 Dmg 19 +Lawful 6 +Good 10 Hit AC 31 Dmg 19 +Lawful 9 +Good 8
Calling for ever more Courage and Faith from his troops, Ve presses further into the battle. The buzz's in his earpiece, he ignores, the others had the dragon. He had the Horde.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 19/22
Glad to be out of the field of fire, Gunther's horse powers him through the battlefield toward the fight with the big dragon, Ivan. He can see that Dahlia, Lian, Ingrge, Mordrid, a scattering of the elves, and one of the Aisildurians have also arrived. Deadly magic and arrows are lancing through the air, and for a moment the immediate surroundings are lit up, spotlighting the rearing dragon with K'Nara in it's powerful jaws. It's an awesome sight, that immediately starts to crumble before the orc-bred warrior's eyes, for there is a high-pitched cry, and the dragon drops K'nara like a stone. It's flesh dimmed, it's mouth and flank bleeding profusely, and it's chest studded with arrows, the beast pitches over backwards.
For those stood nearby, the ground shakes - *whump!* - with the impact. Ivan gives one final shudder - and he's gone. Dead. K'nara is covered in dragon blood. So is Milo.
As Lian takes a look around, his detect magic homes in immediately on the hulking 12 ft efreeti creature that appears to have been knocked down somehow, and who is now clambering back to his feet. However, there's something else for his ordinary eyes to take in. In the dying fires, he can see some of the elves stood amongst the nearby adventurers. If he takes time to count, there are 11 stood alongside Mordrid and Ingrge, and 4 stood alongside Olana at the far side of the dragon. No more than that. There is also no sign of Falin.
The efreeti stumbles over to the blood-sodden K'nara. "Those you want defeated - does that include him?" he asks peevishly, jabbing a finger toward Father Nicholas, who's holy smite spell had taken effect on the genie as well as the dragon.
In the centre of the field, Aeralia's illusions have been buffeted away in the press of bodies. No one seems to have noticed or cared, caught up as they in the thick of battle - other than there was now a woman in their midst! "You stick with us, lass," yells one of the DOMI HORDE. "We'll keep you safe!" The nearby dragon death hardly registers, and the HORDE OF DOMI and their attendant elementals drive the CRAZED HORDE in a north westerly direction. As for the dead underfoot, right now they are nothing but an inconvenience, something to trip over, corpses that slick the ground with their juices making it treacherous underfoot. The horror will creep up and tap everyone on the shoulder soon enough.
Then, in a matter of minutes, the CRAZED HORDE are backed up against a group of men in the first quadrant - men who haven't yet raised a blade and are wondering what all the fuss is about. Somehow, that takes the wind out of their sails.
Fighting slows, then stops. Bertram and Ve find themselves facing men who are lowering their weapons, suddenly too tired to fight. Chests heave with exhaustion, eyes look flat, resigned to whatever fate awaits. All three adventurers are probably not much better off. Fighting has been tough and intense, stray weapons and fists have made their mark, and just breathing is taking an effort.
It's over.
At the shore at the southernmost point of this arena, Nikoli is pulling arrows from his flank. His scales are dark, reflecting the extent of his injuries. "His lair is inland, not far, in the foothills to the east," he admits to Valdor. "I don't know the exact location, however... I know who does." His head swivels toward a strange sight out in the lake, where, amongst curls of smoke coming from the embers of burned ships, what looks like a harpy and a small silver dragon are hovering over something floating in the water. "She's the only one that does."
Out on the lake, Cori feels the acrid bite of woodsmoke drive through her nostrils. The fleet has been decimated by the fires, and now with little to do, the fire elementals are dancing amongst the smoke causing whorls of it to rise in strange designs. However, immediately below is something decidedly more interesting.
For here lies yet another dragon. Belly up, floating in the water like a huge, dead fish. A black one by the looks of it. A female. And it's head is missing. Tendrils of flesh from the neck are snaking in the water like pink seaweed. Particles of flesh are also embedded in it's claws.
Valdor Sunday November 26th, 2006 1:33:12 AM
Valdor says,"Good enough. It is over between us dragon. I know you will outlive me by several hundred years, as long as you and I don't meet again. I am tired of the killing and fighting, so let this be the end of it. We will never be friends, but we don't have to be enemies either. There is enough room around here for you to leave my country and friends alone. Wreak your havoc elsewhere, and we will not see each other again. Lady Maab named me Dragonstone, others Dragonslayer. I will know if you doublecross me and I will find you. Know that Flame fell to my group, along with the Fang Dragon of Fae Skymeir, and I killed him alone while my friends killed his mate. Red dragons are known for their agressiveness and ferocity, but also their intelligence. Some battles are not worth fighting. Remember that and don't join your brothers. Now, go and increase your treasure from your brothers' hoards, but stay clear of Floating City and Plateau City, else we will meet again and I will not stay my sword the next time."
Valdor activates his ring and teleports back to the shore near his comrades. He has forgotten that he is invisible and walks up to everyone listening to what they are saying.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Sunday November 26th, 2006 3:36:27 AM
Looking to the body that floats in the water she silently wonders if this is the black that was to cause so much trouble. Looking to the silver she nods her head. "Is she the one that did this to you?" Her eyes lock with the silver, still not flinching or showing any kind of pity for the disfigurement. "Is this the black that wanted to attack The Float?" She is fishing for some answers that may put an end to this very problem that they are having...maybe retirement is near. She will not report the black's death to anyone till she has a few more answers. "Do you seek anything else but your freedom?" She will see to it that this young dragon gets what she needs in the way of healing if that is her desire.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 18 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 17rounds]
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil)-2 large, hps 114/114 Sunday November 26th, 2006 9:52:16 AM
Lian takes a moment to take in everything, the lack of Falin, the survival of Aeralia, the survival? of the dragon known as Nikoli, the apparently healthy group of Talons and the group's victory. "That was fun." He says sarcastically. "I have a feeling its not over just yet. " ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Bear's Endurance (4mins) Blessed Hands (equal to Bless Weapon but on all unarmed attacks, break DR.) Enlarge Person (4mins) Resist Energy fire (40mins) Bull's Strength (4mins) Detect Magic (4mins, Concentration 18) Divine Favor (1min, +2 bonus)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Ve Mundr d8+22=25 Sunday November 26th, 2006 12:52:09 PM
Men start to fall out from under the influence of the potion and Ve begins to stay his hammer. He gazes about at those that still stand on his side and to those that are not. His breathing is rapid, but still well in control and the stry weapon was not worth mentioning. Ve continues to hold control of his men and gives the stand down order. "Stand Down and give quarter!" In his immediate vicinity he issues some commands to start putting the enemy into a central location and to disarm them. He cautions everyone to treat them well during this.
The dragons were defeated, the Horde in ruin and battle won. Only two challenges remained now. The Silver dragon and the great Black responsible for this. He tries to gather his troops about him and casts Mass Cure Light wounds for 25. Any of Lawful good alignment are cured 30.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 19/22
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? Sunday November 26th, 2006 8:32:14 PM
Panting, Gunther stares wide-eyed at the battlefield. Dead, the stupid thing was dead! Gunther wheels his horse around in a circle, looking for another dragon to take his anger out on, but there aren't any others he can find. Flushed with anger and frustration, Gunther jumps off his horse and bolts into the nearby woods, screaming profanities at the top of his lungs in orchish and slamming his fist into any nearby trees.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/95; barkskin; stoneskin) d100=58 2d8(7+7)+8=22 Monday November 27th, 2006 3:45:31 AM
K'Nara felt her stomach do a flip-flop as the dragon toppled over (seemingly in slow-motion according to her perspective) and then the teeth-jarring landing of the now-dead dragon had her blinking for a moment or two.
Slowly she powered open the slack jaws of the ex-drake and freed herself from the toothy maw, hearing the efreet's peeve about Father Nicholas.
The blood-drenched blade singer looked from affronted efreet to tired cleric and back again--
--then she laughed.
"My apologies, son of the flame," K'Nara told the obedient (if scowling) servant, "But Father Nicholas is an ally of mine who acted on instinct, not realizing your nature! Need you healing..? I have a small talent for such magic..." She looked about to see what she could see of the battlefield.
"We seek to stop an ancient black dragon named Lathiese, efreet," K'Nara clarified, "He has yet to actually show his face--dragon or shape-changed--in this battle. These people here are all my allies..." She points out the Talons and/or Platinum Dragons present.
"...since this one is now dead, we have to stop those who would still carry out the will of Lathiese the black dragon..."
(OOC: if the efreet says that he needs healing, K'Nara will cast a Cure Moderate Wounds on him. If he refuses, she'll cast it on herself. Rolls: Spell Failure check 58; CMW heals up 22hp.)
Posting Reports for Monday November 27th, 2006 5:56:29 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons Week of Nov 20,2006
Name.....MTWTF Acdm Jan..XXXXXS Valdore...XXXOOS Mordrid...OXOXO Fr.Nick...OXXOX Dalhlia...OXXOO VE Mont...XOXOOSS Carealot..XXXOOS
- - - - - - - - - - Game # 3 Emeral Talons weeo of Nov 20,2006
Adm Ceil . Boy did these people eat for Thanksgiving.
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 88/88 d8+1=9 Monday November 27th, 2006 12:40:22 PM
The monk retrieves his own wand of CLW and wanders over and taps Gunther for 9 healing.
Lian listens as conversation progresses.
How long do Nick's spells last? Specifically the Holy Aura.
The hand of Domi offer some of the ailing archers or horde some goodberries (mostly the remaining archers). ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Resist Energy fire (40mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, ***used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 103 Monday November 27th, 2006 5:34:43 PM
Bertram's body heaved with exhaustion, his breath coming in ragged gasps. Still so far to go. He only hoped they had enough in them to finish what they had started.
Olana( AC 28, HP 67/76) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:20:04 PM
Olana's eyes follow the dragon head's trajectory and she dashes toward it. After making sure K'Nara is free of it's jaws and is all right, she looks around hurriedly for Milo.
Nick (HP 130/167 AC 36) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:33:21 PM
Nick closes his eyes for a moment as the dragon hits the ground. He looks over toward Ingrge and Mordrid (can't see Dahlia) and gives them a slight nod. It's a small gesture but it carries a lot of meaning.
Glad to see K'nara still in one piece, he asks all those in the immediate vicinity who are hurt to gather close.
He edges toward the trees, so his spell can take effect with any of the elves still in the trees and injured.
"By Alemi's glorious power, may all ills cease, may all wounds seal, and may suffering and pain disappear."
Casting MASS HEAL.
The Silver Dragon (DM Jan) Monday November 27th, 2006 6:39:24 PM
To Cori's questions:
"Is she the one that did this to you?" The dragon shakes her head. No.
"Is this the black that wanted to attack The Float?" The dragon shakes her head to this question, also. No.
"Do you seek anything else but your freedom?" A long pause. And then -
Draconic, telepathic - What is freedom?
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Monday November 27th, 2006 8:00:04 PM
Aeralia yelps when she's hit by the spear, loosing control of her illusion, both from the pain, and the large amount of people bumping into her, and through her illusionary warriors.
As the conflict quickly comes to an end around her, Aeralia does her best to work her way out of the crowd, and towards the Talons and Dragons. She quickly realizes the gore and bloodshed that surrounds her, at first trying not to gag, but then becoming overly saddened by the death that lay on that beach.
"What in the Wold was the point of all... of all of this?" she questions her companions when she gets close enough, waving a hand towards the bloody field.
"We definately think we deserve a full explenation, don't we-" she says, starting to glance behind her before she realizes Terrins not there. "I'm sure we all would like one, as well," she adds, motioning towards the armies newest recruits. "I'm sure they are due one."
She looks to be in a state somewhere between total confusion and on the verge of crying, but doing her best not to be either.
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Monday November 27th, 2006 10:14:34 PM
Not letting the elven contingent have a chance to realize their losses; the ranger gathers the 15 remaining archers, "You there! and you there! Rally here!" Once they have pulled together in some formation, "Follow me!" Mordrid leads them toward the main tent. He trods through the fleshy mess with chin pushed forward.
Arriving at the tent he throws open the flap and enters with bow aimed at the dark corners.
"Don't touch anything until Dahlia has had a chance to search."
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Monday November 27th, 2006 11:56:51 PM
Cori looks to the female dragon and smiles in her adopted form. "Do you go were you please without having to answer to anyone? Does the one that did this to you tell you what to do, even when you do not want to?" Her eyes do not waver as she watches the reactions of a dragon that maybe more than she knows.
She spreads he hands wide and lets her head fall back to look up at the sky. "Do you fly free with nothing to hold you back...to go where you want and see what you want?" Letting her head slip back down to look at the dragon once again she smiles. "That is partially freedom...but everyone should have freedom and no other should take that from another." Looking back to the body in the water she frowns. "Can you tell me who she was...what she was to you...and is there a male like her nearby?"
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [true seeing - 24minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [3 medium fire elementals - [HP:31 : AC:16] - 17 rounds] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half] [greater invisibility(Dahlia) - 16rounds]
DM Jan Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:30:10 AM
The injured dragon Nikoli is already on the wing, flying due south along the lake edge and rapidly disappearing by the time Valdor teleports back to his group. Still invisible to most, the big warrior is a secretive witness to the battle aftermath -
The dead lie all around, and the horror and the waste of it all is written plain on Aeralia's face. Ve Mundr and the dwarf Bertram appear to have what's left of the army in hand. Some are being disarmed as per the Protector's instructions, others are looking on expectantly, hoping for answers. Alongside the dead dragon Ivan, assorted Talons and Platinums are regrouping and getting patched up after the fight. Gunther is taking out his frustrations on the closest charred tree trunk. Mordrid and Dahlia(?) can be seen, marching off toward the big tent with some of the elves. The surrounding air is cloying - death, drying blood, cooked flesh and smoke.
After accepting some of Lian's goodberries, the elves pull themselves together and set off with the Platinum ranger across the field. They have lost more than half their number, and it is beginning to show on their faces.
Brother Nyle, his red robes charred black, appears to be searching the crowd for signs of his fellow clerics, and any of the Aisildurians they had come here to rescue. Of Brothers Michael and Tyne - there is no sign.
As for the orcs, their leader is gone, and all that remain are two, and they're not giving their weapons up - no way, no how - surrounded as they are by a group of humans in the crowd, baying for their blood. They circle, back to back, eyes on the crowd around them.
The big tent in the centre of the field is deserted. Inside is a large table, it's surface scattered with maps, and alongside are four large trunks. All four of them closed. The elves line up and guard the perimeter.
Stood towering over K'Nara, the efreeti looks sourly at Olana, Aeralia, Milo and Ingrge, reserving a special twist of the upper lip for Father Nicholas. "I'd rather go back in my bottle," grumbles the genie. "This dragon was a lunkhead. I offered it a way out, but did he take it? Noooooooooo. And you say there are more? Pah." The disgruntled creature does not wish to be healed, apparently. And it stands there, arms folded, in typical genie fashion.
Out on the lake, Cori's conversation with the silver continues. All talk of freedom appears to have the dragon either completely baffled about the concept, or indifferent. She isn't a particularly good conversationalist either, which might be because of the partially ruined mouth, although she's obviously a telepath. For the dead female in the water, the silver doesn't seem to have much to say. However, when the male is mentioned -
Draconic, telepathic - Yes, but stay away. He'll kill you, or worse.
As everyone catches their breath and starts to regroup, adrenalin starts to wane along with the Wold's twin moons. It is still night - a time where only night dwellers are out, and ordinary folks have gone to bed hours ago. And so it probably comes as no surprize when everyone is mentally tapped on the shoulder by their own body clocks. Tired? You should be....
And yet - more danger awaits.
K'Nara (AC37, HP 134/117; barkskin; stoneskin) d20+3=21 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:41:52 AM
K'Nara casts her spell on herself, then sees that what's left of the orc contingent is being set upon. She looks about for Gunther--where in the Wold was he, to let his brethren be threatened so? Frowning, the warrior woman takes off towards the shouting humans, bellowing herself as she does so:
"Hey, now, what's this??? Stand down, humans--first, you vastly outnumber these orcs...and second, they aided us in defeating the true evil that was here! How DARE you raise weapons against them! STAND DOWN NOW...or fight ME if you dare!!!" This last part is practically screamed by the bloody amazon waving the fiery sword in a clearly threatening manner.
(OOC: Rolled for K'Nara's Intimidation check for a total of 21.)
Lian AC 37(41 vs evil), hps 88/88 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 6:50:50 AM
The monk is happy to have the remaining elves take his berries. "Eat up and think of the brothers who fell. They are heroes now."
Lian takes off with K'Nara to lay down some pain on the human scum.
I assume more than 4 minutes have passed since the start of the conflict? Or are we still in rounds?
~~Jan~~ Jay, we're done for now. Sorry, should have made that clear. Oh, and Nick's spell will have run it's course. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Active Spells: Endure Elements, 24 hours (cast after waking) Holy Aura (+4AC,+4 resistance,SR25 evil spells)[Nick] Resist Energy fire (40mins)
Tattoos/Abilities: Goodberry Tattoo 3/day, all used (16 berries) Bull's Strength 2/day, unused Stunning Fist 13/day, 1 used Wholeness of Body, unused
Ve Mundr AC 43 HP 224 d20+16=17 d20+16=24 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 12:23:41 PM Only 2 remain, and so it would appear Bordens dream is as the ash upon the ground., K`Nara's raised voice brings Ve striding over, his eyes scan the battlefield of survivors, Nicholas' spell would certainly go a long way in that. The elven contingent was set upon by one of the dragons, the calvalry descimated as well. The dead are thick about, as they are in any battle. His hopes of the wall sectioning the enemy and the fairly large conversion to teh right would have turned the tide greater to their advantage, but dragons were about. He scans for those he knows, Captain Brown perhaps as he arrives to the orcs.
Ve tries to identify if the orcs were on their side or not during the conflict or if they are part of the prisoner group. "K`Nara do you know where Falin and Gunther are, I have not seen them among living or dead. I will handle this so you can see to your own." First we remove ourselves from the field of battle except for the those who will take account of our losses
Ve begins to organize a withdrawl of the troops back to the location where they came ashore and the three ships still rest. He moves among the ranks locating standout groups to take minor charge over other groups and of those designated as prisoners for the time being. He also informs all that the prisoners designation is temporary. Once regrouped at the landing point it will individually reviewed.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Protection from Energy Fire 220 Minutes Barkskin 120 minutes Hasted 1 used of 10 Enlarged 1722
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:02:37 PM
Mordrid grumbles something about there being nothing particularly heroic about dying, meanwhile he lights a lantern; spreading out the maps he reads what he may.
"Dahlia, we need you in the tent. Valdor, K'nara, we need you in the main tent."
The ranger arranges a few chairs, then plops down on his rump; removing his quiver and bow.
Valdor d20=11 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 2:37:05 PM
Valdor is saddened by the amount of death and destruction. Sure wasn't how he had perceived the battle would go, but it did work and none of his group or the Talons had been killed or were beyond repair. Still, to lose so many...
He finally remembers he's invisible, so he applies his Oil to return to being visible. He's covered in blood and looks down at the splatters all over himself. He is still holding both swords, ready to launch himself into another battle if necessary. He's actually not even winded. He sliced one of there leaders into pieces and finished off one dragon, only to take a ride on another, but never really got into the thick of the fight. He chuckles at the irony, but knows that his place was to take out the shepherds not the sheep.
He addresses the group,"No matter whose side you fought on, we are now on the same side. We defeated the three red dragons who were leading you, so I'm sure you'd rather be on our side. There will be no weapons raised against each other from now until our paths split! Any who wish to fight, may fight the red haired lady who is highly angry, or myself, if you'd prefer. So enough nonsense. We have had enough bloodshed this day. Ve Mundre will organize you into groups and be your captain now. Look to him for your assignments."
He looks around for Cori as he heads to the tent. His heart falls, when he doesn't see her, but he knows she is alive and he will see her soon...
Mordrid hears him say,"Coming brother!", just as he steps into the tent. "Miss me?"
Mordrid (Protection from Fire / Electricity, Cats Grace, Holy Aura, Free Action, Longstrider) AC 39 / hp 231 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 5:06:20 PM
When Valdor opens the tent flap and announces his arrival, Mordrid has his boots thrown up on the table. The ranger slowly looks up, scanning Valdor from foot to head.
"Good to see you in one piece."
Mordrid points his thumb over his shoulder at the four chests, "the loot."
Then he points at the rolled out parchment on the table, "the plans."
Dahlia / Ingrge d20+40=45 d20+40=45 d20+40=50 d20+40=45 d20+40=53 Tuesday November 28th, 2006 5:36:11 PM
Walking along with Mordrid the halfling nearly forgets she is invisible when he calls for her to join him in the tent. Letting the invisibility go she taps him on the hip. "I am hear you want I should take a look a those chests?" Assuming that to be the case, the little halfling checks the chests over for any devices. disable device: DC 45,45,50,45,53
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Ingrge takes several moments to collect some valuable spell components from the red dragon's corpse, and with a look, dares anyone to say anything about it. (blood, scale, claw, tooth, wing membrane)
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: harpy] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Tuesday November 28th, 2006 6:58:30 PM
Well at least she maybe able to give this dragon a chance to experience freedom. "Will you support him if we find that we need to stop him from his task?" She watches the burning ships and the black dragon carcass with a newfound sense of wonder. A smile plays across her face as she thinks about what Valdor will be thinking soon if he does not find her.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
Gunther (AC34, HP100/106), Spell Resistance 13, Barkskin +3, Stoneskin 90/100???? Tuesday November 28th, 2006 10:51:23 PM
Hearing K'nara's shout, Gunther spins about and bolts down to the two living orcs. He snarls at the humans surrounding them, more than ready to bust a couple of heads should they hesitate more than two seconds to obey K'nara's command. Getting within inches of the orcs face, he snaps in orcish. "You will put those weapons away and you will do so now! We will not dishonor Borden's memory by acting stupidly in front of the humans!" Once the order is obeyed, Gunther eyes the orcs, figuring out their potential. "Go and clean your swords and armor. I will be back to inspect you in 5 minutes... You will be ready for duty at that time." Without a second glance at the orcs, Gunther strides over to Father Nicholas and taps him on the shoulder. "Excuse me sir...I've know dat highly favored clerics like yourself can...aheem...raise de dead." Gunther looks down at the ground, kicking it idly with his boot. "And vell...ven ve're done vith all dis...I vas vondering if maybe you could try and raise Borden. He vas a goot leader and vas cut short before his vision could be fulfilled..." Gunther continues to kick at the dirt while he searches for other reasons to bring the orc leader back from the dead.
Brother Bertram Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:16:32 PM
Bertram walks among the army, reassuring any that look as if they need it and giving comfort in general.
Nick Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:44:44 PM
Once he's done with healing, Nick steps cautiously toward the trees. He wants to check the deceased elves' status, just in case his spell had revived any near death. "Olana, can you help me?" he asks. It's probably a fruitless exercise, but he wants to make sure. Gunther's information is news to him. "Borden, too? Do you know where he is?" he asks the Talon warrior gently.
Olana Tuesday November 28th, 2006 11:49:58 PM
Once she's discovered that Milo is in one piece, Olana is wondering whether she should go and back K'Nara up, just in case, when Father Nicholas asks for help. "Sure," she says, not exactly relishing the task, but still... there was Ingrge digging away at the dead dragon. "Wizards," she says, walking past her white robed comrade.
Lian Wednesday November 29th, 2006 11:25:54 AM
Lian joins Ingrge at the corpse, to 'learn' about the value of dragon bits. He will take enough small parts to fill one of his virtually bottomless pockets.
He will take time to collect a scale or tooth for each of the remaining archers should they want one.
DM Jan Wednesday November 29th, 2006 11:41:59 AM
Those threatening the orcs back off swiftly when K'nara arrives with Lian and the big genie at her shoulder. There are a few smirks, an occasional shrug, but it looks like the two orcs will survive for a while longer. There isn't much fight left in the men in any case. It's dark, fairly cold, and the Woldian equivalent of 3.30 AM, and it doesn't take long for the men loyal to Ve Mundr to get every organised, grab some torches and head off through the battlefield toward the headland and the surviving ships. Their mood appears to be fairly subdued. Ve's observation of the two orcs tells him that perhaps - going off the light cavalry armour - that one of them was one of Borden's men. That thought also jogs another memory, of Capt Brown riding not too far away from the big orc at one point.
As Bertram accompanies the procession south, he catches snippets of conversation as the group circumnavigate a field full of bodies and the occasional torn standard depicting a clenched metal gauntlet. How do we get home...? Do we still get paid...? I dunno... I'm hungry... and tired...
The two orcs end up shadowing Gunther as he heads into the trees to talk to Father Nicholas. There the Shepherd of Alemi and Olana are finding one charred body after another. there's nothing alive back here.
Ingrge gets his spell componants; Lian his trophies. He, Lian and Milo can see that there looks to be about 400 GP of coins and gems embedded in Ivan's scales.
Out on the lake, the silver dragon shakes her head as Cori asks her if she's likely to help the black dragon. No, seems to be the answer, although there appears to be a slight scepticism on the creature's ruined face also. The small dragon then turns, banks away from the floating dragon corpse, and alights on shore. There she changes back to her slight, human form. To Cori, in this form she looks maybe ten years old - if that. He holds out her hand and then looks toward the tent, where some of the Plats and Talons seem to be gathering.
Can it be done? Show me.
Aeralia watches Valdor appear out of nowhere, address the men, then head off toward the tent.
Inside the tent in the centre of the field, Dahlia has cracked open the chests. All were trapped, but with the exceptions of a narrow sliver of metal that comes flying out from a lock, whizzing right between Valdor and Mordrid and embedding itself in a tentpole, there are no more mishaps.
Three chests contain gold. In total - approximately 10,000 Gps The fourth chest is full of small vials, containing a similar liquid to the one K'nara still holds.
On the maps, Mordrid sees many detailed diagrams of various sections of the Floating City. Some are covered in notes - plans of attack, areas of weakness.
Valdor Wednesday November 29th, 2006 12:50:34 PM
Valdor smiles and says,"Those plans of attack need to go to Floating City. It will be very useful in theor defense of the city in the future. We should split that money evenly amongst the survivors after everyone gets some sleep. I also think that we should assign people to help pile the remaining bodies, offer them a double share of the treasure if they help. Then we should burn the bodies. There are just too many to bury them, and I don't think leaving them is an option.
I need to find the silver dragon in girl form. She knows the location of the black's lair, from what the red dragon told me. And Mordrid, he was pulling a great many arrows from his hide. Nice shots."
He pats Mordrid on the shoulder and heads down toward the beach where the little girl is standing.
Aeralia (32/40HP) Wednesday November 29th, 2006 2:01:57 PM
Aeralia closes her eyes briefly as most of the warriors begin to head southward, hearing the bodies would need to be stacked and burned.
She takes a few minutes or so, as others count treasure and move to speak with the silver dragon girl, to cast spells repeatedly, summoning forth minor forces to do her bidding. Once she summons a trio of unseen servants, she sets them on task to begin stacking the bodies in a appropriate area, then continues to summon more.
"Let the others rest, they deserve it," she says wearily to the others, attempting to handle the large task of stacking the bodies with her minions.
She'll spend the next hour or two, or however long it takes, commanding her plethora of minions to work together to drag and carry the bodies into a pile. She'll continue until the task is complete unless something interrupts her work. To onlookers, the scene might look a little concerning, the young woman walking lightly about the battle field; spinning, pointing, and conducting her invisible orchestra, the bodies seemingly moving at only her will alone.
In between giving assignements to her servants, Aeralia will clean and tend her wound, seeing that its properly bandaged.
~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast 8 Unseen Servants, 8 Silent Unseen Servants, and 5 Silent,Still Unseen Servants, for 21 total. She'll have them work in trios to move roughly 7 bodies at a time (drag of 300lbs. combined per team), having them repetatively move the corpses, and changing commands as needed (if a 4th is required for larger bodies, etc.)
Ve Mundr Wednesday November 29th, 2006 4:40:26 PM
Outward, Ve suggests nothing but confidence and mastery over the situation. He orders torches to be stuck, bid the men sit or lie down. As a survivor of several mass engagements, he knows that the need for sleep at the moment is held off by doubht and fear. This is certainly not what any signed up for. What Ve must do first is reorganize the group and then set a camp of sorts and that is what he puts the men to task at doing. Ve speaks to those now getting as comfortable as the ground will allow, information will do wonders for them. "Tonight we camp here. Watch orders have been given, you know who you are and I thank you for taking on the task. As Valdor promised, the gold you were promised and more will be delivered to you. Myself and a hand picked group will be migrating provisions and shelters from the battlefield over the next few hours. You will be tended and cared for, but I ask patience as it will take us time, but none shall go wanting long. I ask you save further questions for mornings light. Two large casks of pure water will be immediately set up, I'm afraid food will be a bit longer in coming, but not so much so as to cause any concern. Rest now heroes and may Domi continue to bless you and yours."
Ve then meets with his 'command staff' the score of men to stand watch and the dozen that will assist him in salvaging what can be had. Using Create Water and Purify water, Ve fills as many large casks as can be had from the ships. He and the salvagers then head back to the original camp. On the way he update all the Platinum Dragons with the current state of affairs of his army and that if will be many hours to fully right them, but they are holding pretty well. Tomorrow will tell much.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Hasted 1 used of 10
Brother Bertram Wednesday November 29th, 2006 6:56:15 PM
Bertram assists in anyway possible helping anyone suffering and giving comfort to those that lost comrades.
Dahlia / Ingrge Wednesday November 29th, 2006 10:07:45 PM
As the little sliver of metal flies out Dahlia looks up and raises her right eyebrow and looking over at Valdor gives a little "Oops" and shrugs one shoulder.
****
Ingrge makes sure to get as clean and pure sample of his dragon components and then looks around at all the bodies being stacked like cordwood. "If someone will let me know when I will light the funeral pyre."
Gunther Wednesday November 29th, 2006 10:29:24 PM
Gunther guides Father Nicholas over to Borden's twisted deformed remains. Anger boils within his blood, as well as lingering guilt over leaving the calvary before they died. I should have stayed...they wouldn't be dead if I had stay.. Shaking his head, Gunther points to the body. "Dat Vas him...de varhammers vere his veapons." A glimmer of hope grows in his heart like a firefly in a cave. "Maybe he's not dead?" The phrase is more like a prayer than a question.
Mordrid Thursday November 30th, 2006 12:35:45 AM
To Valdor, "Nice shots? He got away?"
"Thank you Dahlia for disarming the traps. You are a pro."
Stepping outside the tent and addressing the remaining elves(and feeling terribly guilty), "OK heroes, lets bring down this tent, fold it, and man the chests. We need to get this command center back to our beach, and away from this filth. We have many people that need to get paid and fed. I imagine their bellies must be met first. A battle like this makes baser men of us all, and we all need food and sleep. We will distribute this crap coin in the morning."
Olana Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:29:13 AM
For a moment, Olana watches Gunther walk down the field with Father Nicholas. There didn't look to be anything moving down there - nothing except corpses to salvage. Rather like this immediate vicinity, in fact.
The elf stands there for a moment, breathing through her mouth, then sets to in order to try and drag the dead elves out toward the funeral pyre someone was building.
She finds herself talking to them, like they were children or still alive.
"C'mon, easy now.... gently does it..."
It hasn't hit her, yet, obviously.
Nick d20+4=18 Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:46:40 AM
Nick follows the Talon Gunther through the battlefield. Is they reach the grisly tableau of scorched victims he finds it doubly difficult to maintain his grip on any level of calm. It was downright eerie, how the dead here were mostly still upright, as though time had stopped for them which, in a way, it had.
"Dear Alemi," he whispers as they reach the charred figure that was Borden. He glances over toward Gunther, trying to guage the man's mood.
Sense Motive DC 18
Then a more practical part of him kicks in,a pragmatic undercurrent. Resurrection? Now that was the question, wasn't it...
"Well, at least we know where his body is," he says, carefully avoiding any direct answer. "A lot of people have died today, and Gargul may wish to claim every last one of them, but let's talk to the others."
He'll beckon Gunther away. This was a terrible place, and in his mind, a prayer runs its course.
... may they not suffer... may they have safe passage to the Lands of rest...
Valdor Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:49:36 AM
As he's walking away, Valdor stops and turns, then responds,"No, he didn't get away, old friend. I let him go. He was helpless and trying to get away from the battle. While it would have been an easy thing to do, and believe me when I say I wanted to, the fight was over and he agreed to give me information when I let him live. He didn't try to bargain his way out, I offered him a way out. I've killed enough for a hundred lifetimes, and even if he's a red dragon, I won't kill anyone or anything that is basically helpless.
He will cause us no more troubles, I assure you. He knows he was dead and that if he comes back...ever...I will finish him. Besides, it would make me no different than him if I killed in cold blood."
He looks down and Mordrid can see he is uneasy. His brother knows him and knows he feels guilty for letting such a vile creature live, but Valdor is who he is, and killing, while he's talented at it, is the last thing he wants to do, especially after the rage and insanity he showed in getting his daughter back.
He looks back up and finishes with,"When my daughter was taken, I could think of nothing more than killing anyone or thing that stood in my way. I let myself give in to emotions that evil beings let themselves be ruled by. And that, my friend, is a road I will never travel again. I lost all the control I have spent a lifetime exhibitng. I could have destroyed all that I worked for my whole life, and I must maintain myself and who I am. I know he will kill and steal without a second's thought. But, I would be no different than that evil side of me that you saw in Koshe Marr so many years ago, when I almost became the Lord of that foul place. Please do not judge me harshly, I couldn't bear such."
He smiles a weak smile, then heads down to the child at the beach.
Milo Thursday November 30th, 2006 2:14:17 AM
Milo stands dazed as things die down. The halfling rogue doesn't know quite what to think of the carnage before him. "I don't think that the gold here shines nearly as bright as it once did." The halfling begins casting about for Olana, "I think I'm going to be ill."
K'Nara Thursday November 30th, 2006 3:15:26 AM
The gore-bespattered blade singer glares at those who dare to smirk, but then turns her attention to Gunther, who is desperately seeking a possible different fate for Borden. Thinking for a moment, K'Nara softly speaking Lucia's name, causing the sword to extinguish. First she sheathes the blade, then she reaches into her haversack and draws out what appears to be a battered staff that seems to give off an aura of...
...hope..?
"Efreet," she orders the fire-based being, "You may return to the bottle after you locate and bring to me the clothing and possessions of Falin--he's an elven sharpshooter whose clothes and pack burst off him when he..." Here the human female swallows hard, "...he changed into a werewolf. Go now." K'Nara then turns to Gunther and Nick.
"I know it's asking a lot, Father Nicholas," she said, proffering the staff, "But...if you're up to it...I'd like you to use this staff and resurrect Borden should Gargul allow it. I would normally ask it of Brother Bertram--but he's already raised some other people at my behest...and incurred personal debts because of it. I will not ask him again because he has already sacrificed so much." The chestnut-maned woman exhales sharply.
"Not that I think YOU haven't sacrificed much in your own lifetime, Father," she explains, "It's just that...you're more experienced and..." Again K'Nara releases a breath, this one rather peculiarly shaky, "...and I get the feeling that you will not be following the adventurer's path for too much longer, if you don't mind my saying so."
OOC: The staff is a Staff of Life--it has but one charge left. Another thing to note: the efreet poking around for Falin's stuff is a means for the party to recover the one item that Falin was holding for them: the set of Immovable Rods. All the other equipment he had belonged to him and may remain "lost" to the party. All of this, of course, hinges on the largess of the DM in charge. 8D
Lian Thursday November 30th, 2006 6:49:39 AM
The monk remains silent and vigilant beside his leader.
Mordrid Thursday November 30th, 2006 9:23:02 AM
Mordrid waves Valdor on, "Go. No judgement here. Go find Cori."
"Ok boys, lets get this stuff back to the beach."
DM Jan Thursday November 30th, 2006 1:34:42 PM
A few statistics:
Dead -
28 elves 32 orcs 2 male red dragons 1 female black dragon 647 humans (including 2 Ga'alian clerics)
Alive -
9 members of the Emerald Talons (one MIA) 6 members of the Platinum Dragons 14 elves 521 humans (including 1 Ga'alian cleric) 1 male red dragon 1 female silver dragon
The large genie scowls at K'Nara. "What did your last slave die of? Overwork, I expect. Impossible woman," it grumbles, before stomping off in search of Falin's stuff. The creature starts to search at the edge of the charred line of trees, and soon disappears from sight.
Valdor spots the child easily enough, and her ruined features twist into an awkward smile as he approaches.
And so, while Valdor goes in search of answers, and matters of resurrection are discussed, the battlefield begins to change. The large tent is pulled down, the maps collected, the chests secured. "What do we do with this one containing all the phials?" one of the elves asks Mordrid and Dahlia. Ve Mundr's salvagers are also busy. Up in the northern quadrant, they find untouched sacks of flour, 13 hens (who, oddly enough, have dug small depressions in the ground and who are hunkered down asleep amidst the chaos), barrels of apples, and a large chunk of yeast. There are tents, various containers, and a HUGE stack of weaponry. the men move back and forth between the battlefield and the shoreline at the other side of the headland - where the ground is unspoiled, the trees still green, and the air still relatively clear.
The pyres of the dead begin to rise. It's backbreaking, grisly work. Some of the bodies appear to be moving of their own accord as Aeralia's unseen servents drift to and fro.
The dawn arrives unnoticed. And it brings with it the need for further plans and urgently needed answers.
Valdor Thursday November 30th, 2006 2:21:16 PM
(Is Cori recognizable?)
Valdor smiles back as he approaches the young girl. He bows when he arrives and says,"Hello young lady. My name is Valdor. I am told you know where to find Lathiese, the black dragon. Was that(he points to the floating dragon) Lady Solara?"
The Silver Dragon Thursday November 30th, 2006 3:04:35 PM
The little girl looks Valdor straight in the eye and nods solumnly at his first question.
At his second question, she turns back toward the water for a moment, and also nods in reply.
His flesh is in her claws... says a child's voice in his head.
Corialote [HP: 177/177 - AC: 38][shapechange: ] and Amarth [HP: 48/48 - AC: 24] Thursday November 30th, 2006 7:28:45 PM
Cori comes flying to the beach and lands, reverting to her drow form and stands next to the young girl. "You are well under my protection young one...though you will not need it." She turns to regard Valdor as he speaks to the young dragon girl. "She wishes to see our plan to kill the black dragon." She keeps the rest of her thoughts to herself, for now.
Amarth comes winging over to settle upon his Mistress's shoulder and looks to the young girl. He nuzzles the side of his Mistress's cheek as he waits for the expected scratch that comes soon after.
[shapechange - 480 minutes] [greater empower rod 0/3] [greater maxamize rod 1/3] [wand of fireball(48) - damage - Reflex 23 for half]
K'Nara Thursday November 30th, 2006 10:39:48 PM
K'Nara lets the efreet go about his task and Father Nicholas consider resurrecting Borden, and joins Valdor as he gently questions the child.
'Here be a silver dragon..?' K'Nara thinks to herself, starting in violent surprise when the bombshell of Lady Solara's demise is dropped. Her thoughts turn dark--while her remembrance of Solara was of the female in her (ahem) younger days, K'Nara had to admit that the dragon had since acquitted herself as a staunch defender of the Big Float.
The tall human female watches the interaction with the adolescent silver dragon, idly wondering how to let the dragon know that K'Nara's motivation for the battle was largely based on making sure that the young drake could live free as well as saving the Floating City.
Gunther Friday December 1st, 2006 12:05:26 AM
Gunther watches Father Nicholas closely. Though he can be slow on the take, Gunther understands exactly what the cleric is telling him...and conversely what he isn't saying. Borden was dead. Anger, depression and despair come flooding in like the torrent after a broken damn. No nation...no freedom..no hope. And then K'nara approaches an makes her offer. The warrior's head swims with the possiblity that there is still a sliver of hope. He looks over at the cleric. "I can understand if you vould not like to do dis now...or even ever. In de past, orcs have had less dan a clean record. But Borden vas changing dat...and if we can get him back, den dere is hope...hope for a more civilized life for de orcs...hope for a strong ally nation bordering Culvervood. I vill not try to svay your decision furder. Take your time and tink about it...and let me know if you need any help or anyting. Being utterly unfamiliar with the resurrection process, Gunther has no idea what might be involved.
Milo Friday December 1st, 2006 1:03:38 AM
Milo finds Olana, and silently stands near her, his face ashen as he observes the death surrounding them.
Lian Friday December 1st, 2006 10:12:45 AM
Wiping the last bits of dragon off his hands, the monk carefully observes Father Nick and his actions. (Always learn from the best.)
Brother Bertram Friday December 1st, 2006 11:22:50 AM
Feeling rather distant from the planning of the others, Bertram continues to walk among the tired soldiers, doing what he can to make them feel more at ease, including sitting down with a few around a small fire, just talking and offering hope.
Nick Friday December 1st, 2006 11:57:22 AM
Nick attempts to ensure that Borden's body is kept separate. Same with the elves, too. He's not looking forward to the discussions ahead. This was going to get political, and messy. After all, they couldn't raise the entire field, and some nasty choices would have to be made. He takes the resurrection staff from K'Nara with a raised eyebrow. He has no problem shouldering the responsibility of the rez itself, however - after watching her walk over to join Valdor, then looking at Gunther, he wonders...
Clearing his throat he says to Gunther and Lian - "This field is strewn with the dead - friend and foe alike. Yes, Borden has perished, but so have a number of your Culverwood elves. You also have a party member missing. What if he turns up dead? "Resurrection is a tricky business. The spell itself is merely the equivalent of opening a door. What comes after is at the whim of Gargul. So. We must put all our heads together and discuss this carefully before taking the next step. For the consequences will rest on ALL of our shoulders." He makes a gesture toward the other Talons and Platinums.
Oh, and Nick it might not be just Gargul that has to be dealt with, either, no? You had Ga'al snatch you from the rivers of blood, didn't you? And you had to make a promise that has still to be kept... And this orc. Who was about to claim his wicked soul? Alemi lend me your wisdom and judgement...
"Come, let us help the others, for there is much to be done. The question of resurrection will not be forgotten."
Olana Friday December 1st, 2006 12:02:20 PM
Olana stops what she's doing for a moment and regards Milo. The look on his face brings her close to tears, and she reaches for him and holds him close.
"Let's not leave these poor elves to rot in the trees," she whispers after a moment. "Help me gather them so Ingrge can put them to the torch. Better than than being torn apart by scavengers."
Ve Mundr Friday December 1st, 2006 2:20:57 PM
For his part, Ve sticks with the task of assisting the living. With his hand picked dozen, they collect into the northern quardrant everything they can to prepare it to be moved to the new camp site. The cleric is thankful that he has spells enough to remove the fatigue he will be under, is already under. There would be little sleep tonight. Certainly not enough to properly set his mind to recieve prayers fro Domi. Hopefull his fellow clerics and spell casters, who would likewise be unable to reconstruct thier spell repetoires were not too free with their more powerful spells. Else the true test, the hard fight would find them wanting and would thus press the rest of them the more.
Ve puts the thoughts out of mind, little to be done with them. Ve inventories the salvage and with one other, seperates the good from the bad. That done, each man hoists a chest, crate, pole set or whatever he may and begins carrying it across. Ve loads his carpet with 800 pounds as well.
Valdor Friday December 1st, 2006 11:41:01 PM
Valdor can't keep a smile off his face when Cori appears. He hugs her tightly, then turns back to the girl and says,"I'm sorry. Lady Solara was a fine woman, even if she was a black dragon. He has held you enthralled long enough. It is time he released you from your bonds, my dear. A silver dragon is a magnificent being and should be able to control their own destiny.
We can help you with this, if you would but guide us to his lair...or at least direct us to his location. I do not want you to suffer the same fate as Solara did. There are many good dragons who would be willing to help you find your place amongst your own kind.
Is he nearby now, and, if not, how long will it take us to reach his location?"
Brother Bertram Saturday December 2nd, 2006 2:32:09 AM
Bertram continues just what he is doing, left feeling unjointed from the planning around them by the others.
Gunther Saturday December 2nd, 2006 9:33:03 AM
The warrior listens to Father Nicholas, never interrupting him, though there is a spark of anger in his eyes when he mentions the potential of raising an elf instead of Borden. With a nod of his head, he says, rather curtly "Yes sir, I understand."
So, he wasn't wrong after all. No one really understood the importance of Borden and the orc nation. Nobody but he and K'nara that was. Well that's just fine. He didn't need the help of outsiders anyway. The orc nation would arise, no matter what these or any other outsiders thought. And if he couldn't bring back Borden, then he would take his place. It was time and I will give all that I am to make sure this dream of Borden's becomes a reality.
Seeing the war engine is about to ramp up again, Gunther heads off into the nearby undergrowth looking for Theari. Once he finds her, he explains to her that their next battle will be against another dragon, and that she will probably not be able to go along. If she chooses to stay out here, she should be carefully of the wolves, because they have one amoung their number that is very strong and very dangerous.
Ingrge / Dahlia Sunday December 3rd, 2006 8:38:20 AM
After finishing with the dragon parts, Ingrge walks through the battle field taking it all in.
So many dead... such a waste... I wish there was a way we could have avoided all this, but...
Shaking his head slowly as he watches the carefully stacked piles of bodies grow ever larger he continues his random train of thoughts.
All this for wealth and power... Are we any different though? Isn't that what we are after too? Is it truly so important... let alone necessary? Are all these lost lives woth any amount of gold?...
His musings and his wandering eventually take him down near the waters edge, where he simply stands and watches the wind playing with the water's surface and the remains of the burning ships.
*******
The little halfling nods in response to Mordrid's recognition and praise but she shakes her head a little as she looks back at the small sliver of metal sticking in the table's leg.
There was a time, not so long ago, where that would not have happened. Am I slipping, that's two near misses in as many months. Maybe it is time to retire. What if my next mistake gets someone killed? I'm not sure I could handle that.
With a slight shake of her head as if the thought of someone dying cleared her head, a red haze settles over her mind as her gaze shifts to look out the tent's open flaps and out on to the battle field.
What a glorious day. So much power! So much death! It was glorius the way those reds killed so indiscrimanently, friend and foe alike. Seeing those orcs and the two priest fry and listening to their screams was pure music. I almost wish it wasn't over yet. Those reds were soft. Killing them was like leading lambs to slaughter they never knew what hit them. I wonder how many can die when we face the black...
With a bolt Dahlia shoots up right from her position, sways a moment and dashes out of the tent and tears her way to the neares stand of trees where she leans over and starts throwing up, over and over again as if tryung to purge herself of something abhorant. When her sides stop heaving, she lloks around and seeing all the signs of death looks for somewhere, anywhere in the vicinity that is untouched by the destruction and makes her way to a small copse of trees down by the lakeside, where she climbs up into a tree fork and stares out across the water and cries.
What is happening to me...
Mordrid Sunday December 3rd, 2006 10:01:39 PM
Mordrid gets what sleep he can, and rises to go about the tasks at hand. He sets up the table (that was in the tent) on the beach, in the open sun.
He opens the 4 coffers, and begins stacking the coins in 100s. He asks what mages might be at hand to identify the potions in the remaining chest, ordering that those that are not magical be destroyed.
He sends word for the men and women to line up in an orderly fashion to be payed. Once the line forms he begins to pay 100gp to each person that fought in the battle, friend or foe.
Once everyone has been payed, he goes about the task of seeing what money remains, to be divided again and dispersed. He sends word for K'narra, "what do you think is fair for the payment of your troupe?" He assures her that the the Platinums do not require any money, so that is not to be taken into account for.
As the day wears on, he talks with Valdor, "I think the troops should be released from duty. As I had foreseen, they can not withstand the 'dragon fear'. Troops should not be put on the field of battle with dragons. We have gifts that have been given by the gods. It is futile to bring most men on the field against those such as dragons. We should do this on our own."
He thens goes on to once again explain why he set the cavalry mounts free, and why he chooses not to take on a familiar, when it would be murderous to introduce them to this environment.
In his mind he damns Borden for leading the charge into the mouth of the enemy; he recalls Borden's rebuff when he commanded them to dismount.
The ranger also speaks with Nick some time during the day, "imagine the political implications of raising Borden from the dead. It would go far to cement a bond between Elenna and the orcs of Izen. They would be rightfully indebted to or liege."
DM Jan Sunday December 3rd, 2006 10:39:05 PM
Over the next few hours, everyone deals with the aftermath of the battle in their own way, whether it be resorting to practical, physical labours, or quietly getting a grip on a tumult of emotions, or planning the next move.
The flour, water and yeast is put to good use as soon as Ve's men deliver it to the new campsite, where a rough dough is soon wrapped around sticks and cooked over open fires.
On his walks through this new campground Brother Bertram discovers an odd mixture gathered there - shattered young minds hurled into the thick of fighting, world weary adventurers who never even got to raise their weapons, and everything in between. There is talk of dragons, especially the mysterious black who was supposed to be behind this. The city they were all supposed to attack - questions are fired back and forth about that, too. There are minor aches and pains, and the more serious injuries to deal with - lost limbs, gored ribcages, burns, and blunt head traumas.
The remaining elves arrive with the chests, and stand guard.
Gunther discovers Thaeri crouched low beside a partically scorched shrub at the southern end of the battlefield. The bloody ribcage discreetly lying nearby would suggest that the cat has taken adventage of all this food lying around. Waste not, want not. The distant howling of wolves is making the big cat jumpy.
At the shoreline, as Ingrge lets himself be mezmerised by the dying fires on the lake, the 'conversation' with the silver dragon continues. The facially disfigured creature, even in humanoid form, has difficulty with speech, and so dialogue is slow, mostly conducted via draconic telepathy and some physical gestures.
She appears to be concerned about the ability and motive of the group. Is this a half-hearted treasure hunt, or a determined effort to kill the black dragon? If it's the destruction of the beast, and there is a good chance it can be done, then it appears she is prepared to help in any way. And no, it won't take long to reach his lair. She is, however reluctant - a sentiment that seems to stem from not wanting anyone else to be hurt.
Dawn arrives with the following -
- A significant lift in both mood and atmosphere, as the camp lines up in an orderly manner to get paid, and the smell of cooked bread permeates the air. There are no arguments, no complaints. No one is going to argue with a dragon-killer at the money table.
- The fire-skinned genie who, by all accounts, appears to have retrieved the elf Falin's belongings - with the elf still attached! The creature has the unconscious Talon member slung unceremoniously over one shoulder. The efreeti then dumps Falin like a sack of potatoes at K'nara's feet, and it is THEN that the elf begins to regain consciousness.
- Questions - what to do with the men, what to do with the dead, what to do about Lathiese? The black dragon's plot has obviously been foiled. Chances are, after killing his mate, he has sustained injury and is in hiding, licking his wounds. He might well be weak (and that isn't a given), but then so are the Talons and Platinums... What should be done? Hit him now? Or leave him for another day?
((OOC - players, whats the consensus, go after the black dragon now, or leave it for another module? It's likely to be a Talon module, if that's the choice.))
Valdor Sunday December 3rd, 2006 11:16:56 PM
Valdor looks at the young girl with a serious look on her face and says,"My dear, we will kill him. There is no other option. He will continue to terrorize good people and will always haunt the people of Floating City until he either has control or is killed. This will be my last adventure before I retire. You should know of me and that I do not do things for treasure. That is a side benefit and normally we only keep what we need and use the rest to help people who are too poor to feed and house their families.
But, I will let the voices of our groups be heard on this matter before we continue."
(Valdor wants to finish this. He was almost friends with Solara. The Storms lost members to him, and with all the dead, he blames the black dragon. Hoever, he will go with the group on this one.)
Milo Sunday December 3rd, 2006 11:34:25 PM
After returning Olana's embrace, Milo dons his slippers and assists her with gather the bodies of the fallen.
Come morning, Milo has spent a great deal of time considering the prior day's battle. Though surveying the scene once more, he doesn't hesitate to speak out of turn, "The dragon must die, and I must say that the sooner the beast is dead... the better."
Posting Reports for Monday December 4th, 2006 6:06:35 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons the week of Nov 27,2006
Name-----MTWTF DMJan-----XXXX2 Valdor----OXX2FS Mordrid---XXXXO Fr.Nick---XXXXXS Dalhia----OXXOOS VE Mont---OXXOX Carealot--OXOXO
Posting Report for Game # 3 Emeral Talons For the week of Nov 27,2006
Lian Monday December 4th, 2006 7:06:17 AM
"I agree with Milo. The dragon must be dealt with swiftly."
Falin Monday December 4th, 2006 9:20:52 AM
Falin begins to move and you can hear his joints popping as he moves his limbs one at a time. His hair is matted and he has blood and entrails mixed into his clothes and smeared across his skin.
As he begins to roll face down to apparently try to lift himself he takes in a sudden gasp of air and begins to vomit in a pool centering out from below his head. His body wrackes with the heaves. His arms give out part way and he falls into the pubble that he has created.
A quick look of the puddle is quite unerving as you can see pieces of things that wouldn't normaly be there. Like clumps of hair, pieces of leather, and ... is that a ring with the finger still in it?
With the spasm over Falin just pushes himself out of the muck and lays in the ground beside it face up. His breathing has relaxed a bit and he opens his eyes.
"Did we win? What happened last night? I think I fell early on in the begining." he says in a hoarse voice.
Valdor Monday December 4th, 2006 12:05:09 PM
Seeing Falin's demise, Valdor raises an eyebrow and says,"What happened to him? He looks bad."
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 4th, 2006 3:57:39 PM
Cori spends the night partly talking to Valdor but also a large part of it talking to the female silver. Part of this is due to her need to keep her mind active as she finds old feelings trying to come to the front. She tries to assure the young dragon that the have all intentions of dealing with the black...not for treasure but all those that have died and those that might die still.
As morning breaks she finds that she has fallen into fitful sleep, dreaming of things that are best left to rest. Dark things that linger at the edge of shadows and that she could bind to her will. Though rested physically she is not so mentally rested as she would like. When the talks finally return to the black she can only think one thing. "We must finish this...if not for those that have died...then for those that may die if we do nothing."
Ve Mundr Monday December 4th, 2006 4:44:46 PM
Ve remains with the troops the entire evening, banishing the onset of his fatigue with a Lesser Restoration spell in the early morning hours. Despite wanting to go through all of the prisoners and hear them case by case, Ve quickly comes to the mind that practicality will not warrant such an effort. Shortly after he sets to unbinding them and with a blessing to Domi upon thier heads tells all of them, that today they are given their second lives and to not squander them. They, like the rest, will receive promised gold and hopefully have seen as much glory as they could want.
The journey home would be set upon short enough, for those that would have it. For those of good hearts and more strong desires to explore, there was nothing stopping them from gearing up and heading into the wilderness to make further thier names to themselves and others.
Moving to the others in the morning, he would leave Falin to those much closer than he. He will tell Brother Bertram that he will do anything he can for the man and then the Protector moves to Valdor and gives him a breif on the men. They are anxious to go, many feel slighted, not by us but in the general trickery of what occurred. It is a rude awakening to realize your life was so easily forfeited by your own lust for excitement. Mostly though, it seems home is calling to them. Ve though, first and foremost believes the black dragon must be pernamently dealt with. "We can not leavce that task upon the shoulders of the future. A small smile and glint his his eyes, The last charge of Valdor and his knights." He seems almost ready to say something else to the most legendary of them all, but seconds it instead.
K'Nara Monday December 4th, 2006 7:48:29 PM
K'Nara looks horrible--and smells worse. In her efforts to see to what was left of the elven contingent and preserve Borden's remains AND make sure that the ignorant people within the allied force didn't harm the live orcs, she never got the chance to wash off the blood of the dragon that had been chewing on her.
Now, the gore-bespattered blade singer made sure that her voice carried, and that everyone (or as many as possible, anyhow,) could see her.
"What it comes down to, is this:
"There's a black dragon out there that won't stop until it gets its claws into the Floating City. Everyone who got killed here...everyone who got hurt here...everyone here with me now fought to keep that from happening. It isn't a fight we can simply abandon...the Big Float--and even, too, the Wold itself--needs us."
In answer to Mordrid's question, K'Nara flashes a tight smile and says: "Mordrid, the citizens of the Culverwood would like to be paid in freedom and peace, but I don't think Parnoth would allow that coin in the kingdom while he's ruling it."
After thanking the efreet, K'Nara keeps her promise to him and returns the fire-based being to its bottle. Then she looks at Falin with sad, pained eyes.
"My friend," she tells him gravely, "You turned into a werewolf during the battle. I believe you must have contracted the disease during our stay in Harrowed Moon--but I'm at a loss as to how to help cure you."
Brother Bertram Monday December 4th, 2006 8:01:53 PM
After doing what he can for the men in the camp, He goes looking for his companions, and finds Gunther. Seeing his friends pain, he pulls him aside and confers over what has occured.
(OOC Bertram has missed alot of the details because of his time spent in the camp with the armies)
Mordrid Monday December 4th, 2006 9:03:02 PM
Mordrid understands what K'narra is saying, however he softly presses (before she attends to Falin), "Do you want to check with any members of your party before I pay out the remainder of the money?" He expects her wrath when she replies, however the ranger has never been afraid of a practical question.
"Perhaps some gold might make Parnoth's demise all the quicker? -pause- Nevermind. My apologies."
The ranger realizes that her mind is not on such things at the moment. He turns before she has the chance to lash. He will take the remainder of the gold and put in under his care. If she decides later that her group does not need the money for upgrades, they will donate it to charity, or the church, or one of those organizations that deal with the mismanagement on money.
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday December 4th, 2006 9:33:31 PM
As Dahlia rests in the tree her eyes drooping and nodding off, The red mist stirs and unbeknownst to her, a response is formed in her head and are sent back to Valdor's query.
"Kill it, Kill them all!"
The little halfling murmurs in her sleep and puling her cloak more tightly around her continues to doze.
****
Watching the fires die for a moment longer, Ingrge turns and takes in the form of the scarred silver, shakes his head and looks back over the battle field where two very large piles of bodies and wood are nearly finished being stacked. He stands, shoulders slumped and wearily watches as the last bodies are reverently laid on the piles and then slowly walks over to the first one.
Gunther Monday December 4th, 2006 11:17:11 PM
When asked his opinion about the black, Gunther heartily agrees with pressing the attack. He may have had the red taken away from him, but he's not going to let this other dragon get away that easily.
When approached by Brother Bertram, Gunther sends his shadowing orcs off to clean themselves. Dropping the tough guy act, the warrior explains to his blood brother about Borden's death when he charged the dragon, K'nara's offer of the staff and Father Nicholas' insistance that everone agree on the resurrection. Heaving a deep sigh, Gunther rubs his temple. Though his ring of sustenance minimizes his need for physical rest, Gunther suddenly feels very weary. Leaning heavily upon the dwarf, Gunther seeks out K'nara, hoping her nearness will refocus him.
Olana Tuesday December 5th, 2006 12:55:30 AM
"I'm in agreement with Milo and the rest of you," states the elf. "If we don't try and get rid of it now, there might be another waste of life like this - and then another, and another."
The arrival of Falin and his current condition has her somewhat perplexed. Peering down at what used to be her fellow elf's stomach contents, she whispers to Milo. "He doesn't know. He really doesn't know?"
Nick Tuesday December 5th, 2006 1:10:34 AM
Nick oversees the building of the pyres, and attempts to ensure that the remains are treated with respect and not just hurled into a pile on a bonfire.
When everything is ready, he nods at Ingrge, then approaches Valdor.
"The pyres are ready to be lit. With wolves being in the area, and goodness knows what else, I suggest we do this sooner rather than later."
And in a low voice - "Valdor, the subject of resurrection has come up. The orc Borden has been mentioned as a possible candidate."
DM Jan Tuesday December 5th, 2006 1:40:14 AM
Talk changes rapidly in the main camp when Ve tells the men of their situation. Some of the barbarians want to explore the nearby mountains. Others want to sail out onto the lake, and yet others have heard of the Floating City and want to visit it. The so called Iron Fist is no more. Already it is fragmented, the momentum gone, amd with food in their bellies, and money in their pockets, everyone is wishing to be elsewhere.
Brother Nyle appears to have found a few of his flock, and he can be seen talking quietly as they sit, taking in every word.
The disgruntled genie swirls quickly into his bottle, leaving the Talon/Platinum group behind to discuss their next moves. The silver dragon-child appears to have accepted everyone's reasons and seems a little more at ease. On describing the dragon Lathiese's lair, she mentions a large dark hole, underground, limestone, and deep pools.
And so, as the sun starts to rise, warming the ground, plans have to be made. The funeral pyres are ready - and there's a dragon to kill.
Falin d20+2=20 Tuesday December 5th, 2006 3:08:33 AM
Not coherent at first of what is going on around him he only picks up pieces of dragons and iron fist and such. He moves his arm over his eyes for a minute and begins to get himself up again.
"Quite the battle last night I guess." As he surveys the battlefield. "I will carry the burden of those we lost until the day I pass on."
"What happened to the elven archers we brought with us?"
Olana's comment strikes Falin as odd, What do I not remember? What is she talking about
Then K'Nara's comments cuases him confusion and anger, "What?!?!? What are you talking about? I was attacked last night. Yes, I must have been attacked and left for dead until you found me on the field this morning. I feel fine! I would know if there was something wrong with me. I don't believe it... I don't believe it..."
Falin begins to back away from the group with a wild look in his eye. "No I won't believe it. I feel fine." He trips over something as he backs up and goes down hard. Hands across his face he begins to cry. (OOC: Wis check 20 against DC 15 to remember what happened).
As he begins to sob the memory of what happened washes over him. "I let the elves down. I let everyone down. I wasn't in control last night and I failed."
He lowers his hands and looks at the group. "I left them all to die..."
He gets up and begins to walk over to the pyre and begins to weep. "I am sorry I wasn't strong last night and I failed you. I left you when you needed me most." He backs away when they are lit, but he stays kneeled nearby for some time.
Lian Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:25:40 AM
The monk slowly approaches Falin. "Remain strong friend Falin! Have Courage! Don't let a little affliction get the better of you. You had no control, but now that you have knowledge of the disease, you may learn to better control it until we can rid you of it."
Valdor Tuesday December 5th, 2006 12:01:02 PM
Seeing Falin's state, Valdor walks over to him and grabs his arms where he has to face the big warrior. He locks him in an iron grip and says quietly but with a firmness Falin won't likely forget anytime soon,"Listen to me man! You would not have saved many of them anyway. We knew this would happen when we started this venture. No, it doesn't make it any easier, but you have many of them still counting on you. Noone looks down upon you for your illness. I have something similar inside me somewhere, waiting to come forth at the worst possible time.
Feeling sorry for yourself won't fix anything. Be strong and remember who you REALLY are. This is who you are. Your friends need you now, more than ever before. You are a member of an elite group of adventurers and it didn't happen by chance! We need you focused for the next battle, so come to grips with it, realize you have a family that cares for and about you, and decide that some things are beyond your control. Now, get past it, get focused, and get mad at the black dragon who was behind all of this so we can kill it! Can you do that?"
Valdor stares into his eyes, those deep blue eyes boring into his very soul. The huge warrior is on a mission and knows that when he retires, he wants this group prepared for what they will have to face. There is no give in him and he will not release Falin until he responds.
K'Nara Tuesday December 5th, 2006 2:36:48 PM
K'Nara joins Valdor and Falin, her face grim yet compassionate, too.
"Falin...nobody saw that coming. Lycanthropy is a disease--while I, myself, have no idea how to help you, we are in the company of several clerics who may have the cure for that." She looks to Valdor.
"I want Borden resurrected. He proved to be a capable leader with very noble instincts. We have the means to do it and, since Father Nicholas is worried about the debt that may be incurred by everyone here if we do it, I will take on the soul-debt for Borden myself."
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 5th, 2006 6:40:46 PM
Bertram ponders what Friend Gunther has told him then comes to a decision. He walks over to the others as they are making preparations. A tired Father Nick is speaking with the other Dragons trying to think of everything at once. Bertram asks, "Father before you use that rod and it loses its last bit of power, May I take a look at it? It may be the last time I get to see one. If Nick agrees Bertram will wander into the best light examining it beside the pyres looking at the runes traced into it.
Olana Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:52:11 PM
Olana stares bug-eyed as Valdor gives Falin a good talking to. 'It was the dragons' fault, that our brothers and sisters died,' she adds. Then - 'Father Nicolas, are you able to cure him?'
Nick Tuesday December 5th, 2006 7:57:40 PM
Nick looks on with a worried frown as Falin's affliction becomes apparent. He hands Brother Bertram the staff that K'Nara gave him, and says to Olana - "Do we know when it happened? It's important."
And (in his earpiece) if Ve isn't in the immediate area - "Ve, know anything about lycanthropy? We appear to have a subject, here."
While they decide on the best course of action, he also adds, "Has anyone seen Dahlia?"
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday December 5th, 2006 8:44:34 PM
Cori wanders off to the beach, giving a flick of her wrist to tell Amarth that she is not be disturbed by him. She stands on the beach and clenches her fists as she looks out over the water. "What happened back in that cave...what was that thing in the pit?" She can still feel the pulse of the beast but also of power. Yes it is on the outskirts of her mind and body, but it thrums through her none the less. Closing her eyes she feels a sudden impulse to go to the dead, to raise them as her own unliving army. "I could sacrifice them all for the one shot I need at this dragon...I could kill him or bend him to my will." A smile paces across her face as her eyes flash. "We could just as easily become partners and rule the Wold...though I would have to watch him closely."
Her thoughts turn to the silver that even now stands in their camp. She would make an excellent scout and ally. Molded into a fierce fighter...she was already a survivor...I could turn her into a killing machine. The thrum of power increases ever so slightly, just enough to heighten her own thougts.
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 5th, 2006 9:13:50 PM
Ve had been about and mostly getting a gauge for the 450+ souls for the most part in his possession as he saw it. They had turned upon his arrival, his and Brother Bertram's and that wheel was upon the axle of Domi. Some were looking to leave and explore, some to get to the legendary Floating city and that was fine, they would step away from his protection. But the majority would likely be looking to him directly, Domi indirectly to ferry them safely home. Father Nick's voice and sentence causes him to spin about. "On my way"
Ve is there quickly, but as he moves towards the others he speaks to Father Nicholas through the earpiece still, "I know some, but mostly here say. Some call it a disease, others use Curse. No matter I am sure you or I will have the capacity to cure it." A finality in his tone strikes a bit hard to Father Nick. Ve arrives his face set and nearly unreadable. With Valdor still locked up with Falin, Ve narrows the options, it was Falin.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday December 5th, 2006 9:48:37 PM
Fitfully sleeping the dark halfling twitches and mumbles as she sleeps curled in the crook of the trees large branches. Furrows fill her brow momentarily as a dream thought or event seems to have her worried or concerned only to be soon wiped smooth by more pleasant softer thoughts. Body at rest, her mind roils and churns deep in her subconcious and something digs in finding some dark corners of insecurity and selfishness to make a home in.
*****
Ingrge nods to Nicholas as the Funeral pyres are completed and steps forward and begins to cast. At first nothing appears to happen and even the mage seems to pause and turn toward the second pyre. Seeming to cast a second spell, again nothing happens and the mage turns his back and begins to walk back to the tent. Then simultaneously the pyres burst into flames fire licking from the outer circumference of the piles to the tip top and everywhere in between. Finished with the casting
Gunther Tuesday December 5th, 2006 10:35:48 PM
The warrior stands, bug eyed at K'nara's insistance. He pulls her aside gently. "No, I vill not let you do dat. If anyvon must pay a "soul debt" den it should be me. I am orc. He is my people. But dere is von ting dat Fader Nicholas is right about. It can vait. Dis is not de fight for Borden. Ve kill de dragon first and den ve see about bringing back Borden. De last ting ve need is de Fader to be less den rested, because ve vill need him to heal us in de battle." Gunther looks up into K'nara's eyes, his gaze radiating the over powering love he feels for her at this moment. Taking note of her disheveled appeareance, Gunther frowns. "Vat happened to you? Do you need healing...or just cleaning." Gunther grins goofily. "Because you know I'd be more den villing to help you take off your armor."
When talk turns toward Falin, Gunther falls silent, suddenly sober. He'd heard of werewolves, and in his experience, it was a death sentence. Still, it seemed hopefull the way the others were talking to him.
Falin (illegal second post) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 10:54:05 PM
After Valdors comments Falin's countenance changes to one of hope and determination.
"Valdor, thank you, I don't know what I was thinking. This is all just so much to bear, but with my friends I know I can get through this."
He looks around at the others gathered around him and tries to push a smile through, "Sorry I lost it there for a second. I have to be better about maintaining control if I am going to handle this. What is our next course of action?"
Aeralia (AC 12, HP 32/40) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:15:24 PM
Once her servants have completed their work, Aeralia does her best to remain out of the discussions as the Talons and Dragons congregate on what their next plans would be. The talk on raising Borden from the dead had the young sorceress a bit suprised, though she didn't have much input on the matter. Raising the dead, to her, was a fairy tale, something she used in her stories occasionally, having a lost love come back to life, but she'd never actually seen it done, nor heard people discuss it so plainly.
The talk of Falin and his lycanthropy turns her amazement to worry. Lycanthropy too, was something she'd never encountered before, but was something she'd used in her performances and illusions and well. And all she knew was that usually things always ended up messy and bloody, for all involved. She doesn't mean to be rude, but the young girl seems to keep her distance from Falin, instinctively moving back whenever he comes to close.
"Well, this has turned out to be quite the mess," Aeralia says to one side, apparantly, at first, to no one. "Thanks for volunteering me," she adds, with a bit of distaste towards Terrin, who seemingly appears out of nowhere, striding up beside the young sorceress.
"Quite the mess indeed," the dark warrior responds immediately, glancing the field over in a single twist of the head. "We're still with you, should you choose to go after the dragon!" Terrin continues, raising his voice towards the group of gathered Talons and Dragons. Aeralia, dispite a visual protest in facial expression, nods her head in defeat, and waves an okay in agreement to any whom pay the two any attention.
"With you it seems like one problem after another," Aeralia grumbles to her companion, silently wondering if they'd time to rest and regroup, or if they'd need to leave immediately.
Terrin immediately responds to Aeralia's silent thoughts, hollering again towards Valdor and K'naras' council. "Are we to depart immediately, or are we taking time to rest, now that everything here is taken care of?"
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Highlight to display spoiler: {Silent,Still Major Image to conjure and interact with Terrin} Spells Remaining: (6/6),(0/8),(0/8),(1/8),(7/7),(1/4)
Nick (second post) Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:20:01 PM
Nick attempts to give Falin a reassuring smile. He's glad the elf is prepared to shoulder the burden. They were about to enter a nasty encounter and would need every man (and woman), and it occurs to Nick that perhaps this affliction of Falins might well have strengthened him in some way, perhaps...
A boon, yes? Ach, but he shouldn't be thinking this way. There was also the possibility, that if things got out of control....
His eyes meet those of Ve Mundr as the Protector rejoins them. Yes, they probably had the means to cure him. They also had the means to kill him as well, if it was necessary.
"So, what's the plan?" he asks to everyone gathered, clearing his throat. And where was Dahlia?
Valdor Tuesday December 5th, 2006 11:58:09 PM
Valdor's hard stare turns into a smile as Falin come to himself. He then shrugs and says,"No problem. That's what happens when you have deadly battles constantly. It's not easy doing what we all do. That's why we don't do it alone, my friend. He pats him gently on the shoulder, then turns to K'Nara and says,"What happens when one of our combined group gets killed fighting the black? Or after that, when a lich kills one of your party? Or when a group of drow ambushes you and Lian or Aerelia, or Gunther gets killed? Or K'Nara, what if it's you, the one the Talons count on the most? While I respected Borden for his attempt and his obvious leadership skills, he has died. While your lover may think he's an orc, he's not. I am more concerned with everyone here than about any orc. We knew him for what, two or three days? All we know is that he had a vision and wasn't as evil as most orcs are.
Like it or not, if he couldn't survive that weak dragon breath, he'd be dead in the first major battle he fought anyway. Besides, he charged right in without listening to Mordrid's advice, thinking he was above such advice. In that single moment, he showed he had little more sense than any other orc who claims to be a leader. I think it is folly to waste a powerful magic that we possibly will need soon enough just because he impressed us somewhat.
If Nick is to go before Gargul and possibly have to deal with Ga'al, then it needs to be for one of us. I know Gunther will be angry, even outraged, but his thinking is severly clouded on this issue, and he has you thinking wrongly as well, although you do it out of love for him, and I understand that. Sometimes we have to make decisions we don't want to make and there's no easy answer or path to take. That's why one day we are heroes and one day we are villains to the same people we just saved. After the completion of this quest, you will be Dragons, if you so choose, and every decision you make will have Wold shaking consequences.
I have had to make decisions that no man should have to make and been put into no win situations more times than I want to remember, but such is the price for fame and responsibility. You have a responsibility to your group, your land, the rest of the Wold, and yourself to make the right decisions when thrust upon you. When I called upon the good people of the Wold to fight against Marteaus, how many orcs responded to fight on our side? None. Not even Borden. So, take your personal feelings for Gunther out of this, and make your choice. He should do the same, although for him, it will be nigh impossible.
I am against it, unless Ve Mundre agrees and does it. I will not allow Father Nick, in his state, with what he will have to face on a personal level, to perform the ceremony."
He turns back to Nick and says,"The plan is simple, the young girl will show us the way. We will buff up on spells, and go in after him. The thieves will lead the way to find and disarm traps, the mages and clerics will form up in the rear and be spread out, and us fighters will go after it with all the steel we can. I think water breathing, swimming, Bulls Strength, Bear's Endurance, True Seeing, Freedom of Movement, Haste, and Acid Resistance will all be needed. Any other ideas?"
DM Jan Wednesday December 6th, 2006 2:08:16 AM
Of the remaining elves, while the majority surround Falin and try to give him their own quiet reassurances and support, two of them are wondering how to approach Mordrid about the remaining cash. Their dependance on the Talons for support weighs heavy on all of them. Frightened, and without homes, they had gathered around the Saryd Tower on the outskirts of Culverwood, and they knew all too well what a burden that must be to the Talons. With the extra cash, they could barter with passing merchants.... food, clothing, weapons... a little independence...
The silver dragon child looks on, her face impassive as the group discuss plans, waiting for questions perhaps, or merely waiting to move. Her only distraction - Aeralia's illusionary companion, toward whom she stares...
At the shoreline, blackened, charred, bare bones of ships are sticking out of the water, the fire long gone, the surrounding air beginning to clear. As Cori lets the dark half of her mind run free for a moment, exploring the possibilities of power, another facet of that thought seems to appear within the flickering tendrils. Hard to picture, hard to grasp, but an expectation hangs in the air. A possibility for sure, but not of her making.
And as little Dahlia sleeps, also gripped by the thing that had poisoned all the Platinum's minds to a greater or lesser extent, its gift of prophecy - a blessing, a curse - begins to stir in her mind, and in her dream she sees the gypsies at the table. They are beginning to lay out cards....
Over by the pyres, the warmth radiates against Bertram's skin. The smell is not as bad as he thought it might be, and it is of secondary note. More to his concern is the feeling of heat coming from the palm of one hand. The one containing his Gargul sigil. It is not unpleasant. Perhaps it is a sign. There were a lot of the dead laid about here after all, and to a Gargulian priest, a pile of burning corpses was a sign of passage, not sorrow.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 6th, 2006 4:11:26 AM
Bertram looked around, unnoticed for the moment, lost in the confusion of orders, planning, preparation for the coming battle. He glances over where most of the Talons seem to be gathered and smiles with fond affection. There are tears in his eyes as he bows his head. The tingling in his palm leads the way as he begins to pray, not to Domi this time, but to the God needed for this request, Gargul. As he calls upon the power of the staff it begins to glow, the runes giving off a blue glow. But this is secondary to the light given off by Bertram's tattooed palm. The light begins as a dull glow, growing in its whiteness, and its purity. Growing brighter and brighter until it is unbearable to look directly at. At the moment of its highest energy, Bertram drops to his knees, and lays the hand on the chest of the body that he had casually walked over to; The body of the dead orc, Borden. As his hand touches Borden, Bertram stiffens and slumps over the dead warrior, the staff all that is keeping him from falling down over the body of the orc.
Mordrid Wednesday December 6th, 2006 9:38:29 AM
Mordrid approaches the group as Valdor weighs in on things. At the back of the gathering, he listens, and remains silent. His eyes dart back and forth between faces, searching for clues of inner thought and emotion. 'Why had his leader chosen this time and place to fight this particular battle? Borden's fate would be a point of descention between the groups, as well as a point of distraction.'
The glow caused by the distant pyres catches Mordrid's eyes.
[Is Terrin Aeralia's imaginary friend? Or is he an illusionary friend that she conjures sometimes, or is he real? I don't honostely know how to handle it. Can we hear him speak?]
Lian Wednesday December 6th, 2006 11:48:40 AM
(Um, I'm not sure we are all supposed to know that Aeralia has an illusionary friend, so I'll ignore that. :))
Lian can't believe how much of a hardnose Valdor's being, but he understands. Falin needs to hear it from an experienced leader and from someone who has been there. Leaving well enough alone, Lian nods at Falin and moves to join Bertram.
"Borden was a good leader but he may not want to return. What are their custums? Do they except resurrection or raising?" He looks at Bert and then at Gunther. "I know nothing of orcs other than they are often cruel, and before Borden, I believed to chaotic to be led."
(OOC: Aeralia) Wednesday December 6th, 2006 3:11:29 PM
(OOC Reference: Terrin would appear real, and hearable, until a DM dicates a save for sufficient interaction to warrant a saving throw. Otherwise hes "real", until observed by someone with True Seeing, or an active Detect Magic. Then he'd register as the Silent, Still version of Major Image [summoned by thought alone, since the spell has no components at all, and no visual effect beyond Terrin])
Ve Mundr Wednesday December 6th, 2006 4:51:22 PM
Ve watches Brother Bertram take the staff from Father Nicholas and make his way off. The Protector of Domi does nothing to stop him, he knew precisely what the man planned to do as soon as he took the staff. Just after the staff is activated Ve quietly states, "That decision is already done. Valdor if this distracts the Talons, as it almost certainly will and combined with Falin's condition, I do not think it entirely prudent for them to assault the Black Dragon." Ve lets it go at that and moves back a few paces.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 6th, 2006 7:14:42 PM
Cori growls as she turns from the sea and moves back towards the group as a whole. "No...this is not my will and I will not let it control me." Somewhere, maybe in her own head, she hears cruel laughter...but laughter that knows that it might have just won a small battle.
Having missed all that has been going on she is not sure what is or has happened while she was away. She glances to Valdor and for a minute wishes that she could just fall into the safety of his arms...but he is needed for other things...as is she. "What spells would you wish me to learn today...besides those that cause harm." She has a pretty good idea of what is needed but is open to suggestions.
Amarth wings his way over to land once again upon her shoulder. He is rather worried but there is little he can do to help his Mistress. Still he leans in close to her ear. "Mistress...I am here when you need me." That simple statement puts a smile upon her face, if for the briefest of minutes.
Gunther Wednesday December 6th, 2006 7:43:35 PM
Gunther looks over at Valdor with plain contempt. "Who are you to say who or vat I am? Vat do you know about me? Nuting. You know nuting. And last time I checked, Miss K'nara is in charge of de Talons. If you were half as vise as you tink you are, you vould step back and let us make our own decisions. Good or bad, dey are ours to make. Maybe, just maybe Miss K'nara knows someting dat you don't. She's a very smart voman." Gunther takes a deep breath, knowing that talking to a bigot such as this Valdor was about as useful as shouting at a brick wall. "If pretending dat you know everyting and den bossing everyvon around is vat being a Dragon about, den I vill happily decline. But I still care vat goes on in de Vorld. I vill see dat de orc nation rises and dat de orcs rise out of de filth dat dey are mired in. Borden or no Borden, I vill see dat de have de chance at a true life." Gunther looks over at Ve. "You are making decisions that you do not have de right to do. It is K'nara's place to decide vether ve should go vith you to take down de dragon. And it seems to me dat de only people who are "distracted" are in your group." Gunther leaves it at that, knowing that his words will fall on deaf ears.
Olana Wednesday December 6th, 2006 8:22:50 PM
Olana's blue eyes narrow and flit about between the parties doing all the talking. She's having a hard time trying to figure out what the advantages are to raisng Borden. Orcs were dangerous. They certainly weren't on the same page as elves, that was for sure. She knows her attitude is somewhat prejudicial on her part, but hey - everyone else seemed to be flaunting theirs. Then Gunther's final words make her eyes narrow all the more. "And what about the rest of us? Huh?" she demands of her orc-raised fellow Talon. "What if we -"
She halts, distracted by movement over at the pyres. "Er - Lian? What's Bertram doing??"
Milo Wednesday December 6th, 2006 8:33:47 PM
Unsure of what Bertram is doing, but trusting in the cleric's judgement, Milo moves quickly to his side in order to make sure that he is okay. The halfling rogue does his best to help Bertram support his own weight.
Gunther Wednesday December 6th, 2006 9:03:26 PM
The warrior looks over at Olana, confused. "What are you..." At her proclaimation, he turns his attention to where Brother Bertram is bent over. "Broder..." Gunther rushes over to Bertram's side. His eyes flicker back and forth between Bertram, the staff and Borden. "Vat de..."
Ingrge / Dahlia Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:36:45 PM
Walking back to the tent Ingrge passes Bertram on his way out, staff in hand, and watches him pass by the pyres and into the darkness. Turning a moment he watches him and then shrugging he begins to turn back to the tent when the light show goes off.
picking up his pace he almost knocks olana down as he enters.
" umm Guys, I think Bertram....... Ah I see you already know."
Listening to the last few comments Ingrge shakes his head.
"Well, What is done, is done and whether right or wrong, it is in the hands of Gargul now. And while all of you have some interesting points and perhaps valid concerns, the deed is done and as a Talon I stand beside my companion. Valdor, Ve and the rest of you may have your opinions and we do respect those, but more often than not you know you must go with what feels right. You yourselves have told us and others that very thing. Borden has a bigger part to play here I saw it, the Gypsys saw it, and Your Dahlia saw it.
What matters right now is that we are in all likelihood about to be visited by Gargul and we might want to prepare for that in whatever way we can."
***
Dahlia slumbers on.
Nick Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:53:02 PM
Nick lets the talk of resurrection roll over him. It was probably safe to say that his own - back in Aisildur - had gone badly. It was probably an unusual circumstance, however, so maybe this one, and any others in the future would be more straight forward and down the middle. That being the case, he puts aside his fears and attempts to think of this on a more practical level. The Platinums and Talons were at odds here, obviously, and it was something that would need to be discussed after the heat of battle had dispersed. He raises his hand. "Gentlemen, ladies, let's not lose our tempers. We'll talk this through when - "
He stops, looking incomprehensibly toward Ve, and then Ingrge. The shock registers on his face. And he'd given Bertram the staff!!
Falin Wednesday December 6th, 2006 10:59:17 PM
Falin stands and sees their are other things to worry about other than his afliction. He had been selfish to think only he mattered. It is not a mistake he will make again.
He follows everyone elses gaze to the pyres and to the events unfolding over there. A resurection attempt... He had only heard about them and never seen. Falin only knew there was usually a terrible price to be paid to the god of death for bringing one of his flock back to the land of the living.
Ve Mundr Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:08:51 AM
Ve stands stoically to Gunthers comments, it mattered less then anything he could think of what the opinion that this man held for him or nearly anything else. He was obessesed and therefore could not forsee the consequences to his actions. They would play out about him and he would have to deal with them. Ve looks back to Valdor, "They are distracted and we should go and end this. When Laithese is slain, Father Nicholas and I can see to Falin, he deserves as much as we can do."
Ve then looks to his old friend, "Nicholas, your heart would not let you see what he was set to do. Do not blame yourself for this. We can only hope Gunther's obession with Borden has not condemmed them all."
Valdor Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:37:14 AM
Valdor only raises an eyebrow as Gunther rants. He shrugs his shoulders and says simply,"If he is raised, it is your concern...until he does something to cause New Elenna a problem. Then, I will kill him. Simple enough for you...human?"
His face registers calm, but his hand is itching for his sword. Never has he seen someone so obsessed. He almost laughs in Gunther's face, but knows it will only heighten the situation, so he leaves it at that.
When Gunther walks off, he looks at Mordrid and rolls his eyes. What wisdom does he have? Only that of thousands of battles, dealings with Emperors and kings, killing more than a dozen dragons, liches, hundreds of drow, dealing with Parnoth and other ruthless leaders, visiting several different planes, leading the battle against the Usurper and dealing with the consequences of all of those actions and the thousands upon thousands of lives he had affected with such decisions...but Gunther wouldn't understand any of that until he had walked that road.
Valdor stops in his tracks and actually chuckles. He hadn't been so different about his view of things, he supposes. Once upon a time, he had ideals of his own and not the weight of a country on his shoulders. But he had never considered raising an orc from the dead.
DM Jan Thursday December 7th, 2006 1:49:44 AM
((OOC - we're going to have to march through this pretty sharpish, folks, cos we have tons of stuff waiting in the wings.))
As Brother Bertram makes his invocation, Dahlia sleeps on. In her dream she is back at the gypsy table, and now, a single card lies on the table top. It comes into focus, and the halfling recognizes the figure painted on its surface. It is the orc leader, Borden. Like the card from the original prophecy, he is sat once again on horseback, but this time there are subtle differences. The orc's shoulders seem wider, his tusks are slightly longer, and there are a few grey streaks amongst the thin strands of hair on his scalp. He's older. His face looks composed, noble, determined, formidable. His torso, shoulders and arms are covered in metal that looks strikingly familiar. In fact it looks almost identical to - but no, wait - that's a letter 'B' on the chestplate, not the 'V' she expected to see.
The sudden change in environment shocks Dahlia awake.
Reality shifts abruptly, and everyone finds themselves having to adapt quickly to new surroundings.
For here, the ground is hard, and there is no sunlight, only a deep red glow. The battlefield is gone. The funeral pyres have gone. Milo and Lian can see Bertram clutching a charred finger in his hand. If they turn and look directly behind them, they'll take note that every single Talon and Platinum are stood there also.
In front of everyone are a set of wide steps leading upward to some kind of platform, while all around, rivers of red roar past toward a massive lake of blood.
The spellcasters particularly will note the lack of effect on them, as if they are shielded somehow - protected from this massive nexus of power. For here is the end of life as they know it. The end of the final journey. In the distance can be seen the shadowy hills of the lands of rest.
A man is standing on the platform, his back turned, his eyes looking out onto the lake. There is a creature there, too - small, hard to describe, and this creature comes skipping down the steps, where it then smiles at everyone, and beckons.
K'Nara Thursday December 7th, 2006 2:23:54 AM
K'Nara's hazel eyes glare at Valdor in the purest anger at the insult he just hurled at her and Gunther--then she blinks, noting the change of locale.
She immediately recognizes the imp that is the minion of Gargul and hastens to follow.
K'Nara longs to blurt out to the god of death for him to please, please place whatever debt he would levy on K'Nara and K'Nara alone, for she didn't want to burden any of the others any further than they already were.
However, K'Nara was mortal, and knew that she would have to wait until Gargul spoke his piece before pleading her own case.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 7th, 2006 4:33:15 AM
As Bertram becomes aware of his surroundings, he swallows hard, recognizing Gargul and Gimp from the last time he was here. He was even more shocked to see all of the Talons and Dragons about him. He had not intended for others to pay the price...Bowing his head respectfully towards Gargul, Bertram says in a quiet voice, "Lord Gargul you know why I have come, and I am again prepared to pay the price you ask. I only ask you hear me out and let me plead my case. I had not intended all of my companions to be brought into this, so please, dont deal harshly with them." Bertram grows quiet and waits to see what will be required.
Falin Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:39:11 AM
Falin feels a bit weezy for a moment and almost falls when he finds himself in a new terrain. Falin stands in amazement as he listens to Bertram speak.
Well, now I know where I am.Falin thinks to himself. And my problems dont seem so big anymore
Falin wait to see events unfold.
Gunther Thursday December 7th, 2006 8:19:56 AM
The anger and frustration that he felt just seconds ago is instantly ripped away as the environment changes. Though he's not entirely sure where he is, he has a pretty good idea. "Errrr...." he mutters as he steps closer to K'nara.
He listens to Brother Bertram, a growing knot in his stomach. Then knowing that he cannot let his blood brother walk alone in this, Gunther moves over to Brother Bertram's side. "Sir, I uhhhh...." Words...why were the words not coming out. For that matter...why am I shaking? Maybe because I stand in front of a being who controls life and death...a being that can suck my soul right out of my body and keep it here forever. Gunther shudders. Memories of the stories of Gargul's role in the formation of the orcs flutter through his brain, as well as terrifying stories of Gargul coming to take little orcs in the middle of the night. Gulping loudly, Gunther clears his throat, but his voice is definitely shaky In his fright, Gunther returns to his native orcish. "Mr. Gargul, sir, I uhhh... I come here to beg you to return the orc Borden. He died in an accident that was all my fault. I should have protected him and I failed him. But more than that, sir, Borden is the hope of our people. He is the one hope for our people to become a civilized nation. Sir, I don't really know what I could offer you if you would give him back to us..." Gunther takes in a deep breath and looks over at K'nara, tears forming in his eyes. "I would take Borden's place if you want it..." Gunther, you idiot! If he wants your soul he'll just take it right now. Do you realize how stupid you sound right now? Shut up and listen you dumb orc. Falling to his knees, Gunther whispers. "I'm sorry, Mr. Gargul, sir. I humbly accept whatever you might decide in this matter."
Lian Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:52:14 AM
Lian blinks at the suddenness of movement then recognizes the place. "Super. More fun to be had. Land of the Dead again."
Mordrid Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:53:13 AM
Ripped from one moment to the next, the ranger goes statue like upon realizing what had been done and where they were now.
Mordrid remains absolutely silent. He has made his mind about a great many things in the last few seconds, but his mind was his own, and his silence was his only defense. Now was not the time, and the solution was simple enough.
He steps behind and to the left of Valdor, and watches, Nick in particular. He hopes the cleric knows what would be done to protect him.
Valdor Thursday December 7th, 2006 11:59:59 AM
When the scenery changes, Valdor looks around, taking a minute to realize that they got caught up in this mess. Seeing Gargul, Valdor moves over beside Nick, knowing that he wouldn't be of any use if the god wanted something from him, but he figures he can give his support anyway. He drops to one knee and bows his head and says nothing.
Ve Mundr Thursday December 7th, 2006 12:18:20 PM
Ve knows too, where he now stands and he is not surprised in the least. This was the possible next Dragon group, undisciplined, ruled by whim and emotion and now those rash desicions and fratured feeling of failure and obsession had dragged all of them before the god of death. The Road to hell is paved with good intentions All of them would now pay for Bordens life. One which Valdor had correctly assessed. One who had ignored more experienced cautionand charged a foe beyond his skills, far beyond his skills with his men. They had all died because of his arrogance and stupidity. How many more would die if he was returned?
Ve moves forward with sure strides at the invitaion of the imp. He had never seen the creature before, but the herald hardly mattered, it was the Master with which they would be in treastie with. Ve touches Father Nicholas on the shoulder as he passes by and takes the foremost position of any other of the Platinum Dragons. Ve does not go so forward to be upon the steps.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday December 7th, 2006 3:21:10 PM
Cori all of the sudden feels like throwing up something fierce. As her world is turned upside down and she finds herself in a totally new place. "This is interesting." She is not even aware that she has spoken out loud as she has never been before the Keeper of the Dead before. As she studies the landscape and watches the others she thinks over what she can do to help out the group. She knows that there is some history here for Nick but she is not sure of all of it...she has never asked.
She slowly moves forward to stand near Nick as well but keeps her face impassive for once. She was once young and impulsive and was still given to fits at times. What has captured her attention most is the different drum of power here...it calls, but is different.
Amarth is in a state of shock and cannot even get himself to move. This was never on his to-do list and he hopes to never repeat it. A trip to see Gargul is not something that he longs to do.
Nick Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:02:48 PM
Those approaching Nick will see a definite look of relief on his face. For this wasn't Ga'al stood before them now, and much praises to the Blessed Alemi, it wasn't Marteaus, either. Whatever price had to be paid here... it could have been worse.
He also stays silent, along with his friends and colleagues. And he keeps his head bowed in respect.
Olana Thursday December 7th, 2006 5:19:42 PM
It occurs to Olana, while ensuring that she was standing as far away from those blood rivers as possible, that she should have a 'word' with that crazy dwarf Bertram once this was all over with. And it was perhaps just as well that there wasn't a wall that she could repeatedly bang her own head on. AND - if any danged one of them questioned her own wisdom about her relationship with a halfling after this... then she'd have some fair ammunition to throw back. Oh, YES indeedy.
Calm down, calm down, calm down... it would be just her luck if Gargul could read minds.
K'Nara (2nd post...technically) Thursday December 7th, 2006 6:15:19 PM
K'Nara lays a hand on Gunther's shoulder and gives him a tender smile, then addresses the Woldian god of death:
"Forgive my presumption, Gargul, for speaking before being spoken to...the good Brother Bertram was acting on my particular feelings about the fate of Borden, whom I'm sure that you know. I would petition on that orc's behalf for him to be allowed into the living Wold once more. Brother Bertram mistakenly thought that I wished for Borden to be resurrected...at a moment that wasn't the best-timed for our groups. I had actually only been looking for an agreement to attempt the resurrection AFTER we had finished our business with Lathiese.
"However, we are here now. Would you allow me, my lord, to state the case for Borden, Orc Leader of Izen...please..?"
Brother Bertram(Second Post) Thursday December 7th, 2006 6:54:34 PM
Bertram jerked as if lashed by K'nara's words. He expected to be spoken to harshly by the Dragons who did not know him, for what he had done, but to hear his own leader explain away his actions as nothing more than a misunderstanding, a foolish mistake....and to his God! And as if that wasnt enough, to tell why he did it...and the reasons couldnt be farther from the truth. Bertram bit his lip until he drew blood, knowing this was hardly the place to bring it up. His hands squeezed the staff until the popping of the wood was audible. He tried to contain his rage, and his shame.
Milo Thursday December 7th, 2006 8:36:18 PM
Trusting in Bertram's wisdom, Milo lays a calm, gentle hand on the dwarf's shoulder, speaking quietly, "Time to reckon with Gargul brother." Milo does his best to reassure Bertram that he supports him in this endeavor, knowing full well the bite of racial scrutiny.
Ingrge / Dahlia Thursday December 7th, 2006 9:15:40 PM
Dahlia wakes with a jolt and nearly falls from the tree. Scrambling down she tries to make sense of what she has just seen. She saw what had happened to Bordon and he didn't emerge from that bath, just like many others. So how was it that she is having a vision of an older Bordon wearing Valdor's armor? Confused and sure she needs to let someone know about this she tears toward the tent coming into sight of it just as the entire tableau changed.
Slowing down she makes her way forward to see what's going on only to find the once united group divided and clustered around their respective clerics and there in front of them all ... Oh Gods!! What is going on? Her mind races as she realizes who it is that is in front of both groups. Stopping for a moment she contritely bows her head to Gargul, gives a wink to Gimp and moves forward so she is somewhere inbetween the two groups.
*****
Just as he finishes speaking about the upcoming visit, Ingrge feels the shift come and even though he was expecting it, he flinches away from the running rivulets of Wold's Blood. He shakes his head a bit at everyone's actions, understanding them in a way but slightly amused anyway. Declining his head in recognition of Gargul pre-eminence in this realm he waits silently near the rear, behind his companions, watching and waiting.
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Friday December 8th, 2006 12:05:13 AM
Aeralia cocks her head slightly to one side, curiously watching the young girl who was so intent on the sorceress' companion. She smiles slightly, and Terrin does as well, waving slightly at the young dragon. The young woman's curiously is quickly halted as the arguement around her escalates. She could hardly beleive what was being said by these great heroes, shocked nearly beyond belief, and certainly turning a little angry.
She was just about to explode at everyone (though mostly Valdor), when the scenery began to shift, giving the sorceress pause. She plinks as she takes in the dramatic change in her surroundings, really not sure whats going on. As others advance and begin to speak to the figures before them, Aeralia takes a few steps back, seperating herself slightly from the rest of her companions.
She remains silent for the time being, waiting to see what occurs, and for a time when she can voice her concerns and emotions towards her companions without the divine presence.
DM Jan Friday December 8th, 2006 1:51:13 AM
"And heralded by the many deaths of others, they come..."
The man on the platform turns to face the group as they approach. His thick, dark hair is a little dishevelled, his dark robe dusty and worn. He is a well built man with broad shoulders, and he wears an expression that, while suggesting he carries the weight of the Wold on his shoulders, also suggests that he has absolutely no misgivings or regrets about it. His aura is compelling, commanding, and no one can remain with their head bowed for long.The urge to look upon him is overwhelming.
He stands, his arms folded, as first Bertram, then Gunther, then K'Nara say their piece. In the meantime, his impish companion scampers over to the elf Olana and gives her a hug, remembering how she carried him at one point, during the battle, in the Year of Ascension, before he returns to his godly companion's side.
Then, the God Gargul raises his hand, calling for silence. "Half disciple Bertram, hand me the finger," he asks, and on taking the charred remains, the God steps back and turns slightly, to look out over the lake of blood.
As the group wait in the ensuing silence, the surroundings come to the fore; the ebb and flow of all life is here, spread out for all to see. The dead are carried in deep, flowing lines of red into the lake and beyond toward those shadowy hills, while the living - those all important first sparks of life, fly high above everyone's heads, back toward the living Wold. It is a display both terrifying and wonderful.
After a moment - "This orc - forgive the crude analogy, but this is an interesting piece you want put back on the table." Another moment, and then he turns back to the group.
"Very well. It shall be done. This one appears to have a destiny that was brought to an unnatural end, and on that note, as I send him back to his homeland, I give you a warning. Do not assume you will always share a common goal. I suspect, looking at some of you, I don't need to go into any detail. But know that his future is your burden."
He focuses then on the flame-haired K'Nara. "When your first born child reaches the age of five years old, you will send him, or her, to my Temple in Plateau City. There, the child will be raised as an Eye of Gargul. It will be an honourable life."
For the very first time during this entire meeting, Gargul smiles.
There is no warning for what happens next, and the scene changes in a split second. Everyone finds themselves back at the battlefield, away from that teaming lake of death and life. The light here is ultra bright in comparison; hard for those who can see well in the darker places. And bright and airy as it is, somehow it seems empty after all that has been witnessed.
Borden's remains - have gone.
Falin Friday December 8th, 2006 8:28:12 AM
Falin watches all that transpires and considers himself lucky for having been able to be in the presence of a god. It was a humbling experience for him.
Trying to compensate for the scenery change is easy for Falin, but the addition of the light change causes him to fall over. He rubs his eyes for a moment and then stands back up. Will have to get used to this light sensitivity.
Looking around Falin says, "Where is Borden?"
Valdor Friday December 8th, 2006 10:11:22 AM
Valdor cringes at K'Nara's cost. He grimaces and remains silent. He listens and hears the words of Gargul. When they appear back at the battleground, he says,"What's done is done and what's past is past. No use dwelling on it now. I'm sorry, K'Nara for the cost to you. I hope you are right about Borden."
He turns to Falin and says,"He's back in his homeland."
He walks off away from the group towards the water and he stands there for a few minutes alone looking out over the lake, deeply concerned for what this cost the Talons, but grateful that Nick was left alone.
Ve Mundr Friday December 8th, 2006 10:18:54 AM
Ve inclines his head as Gargul turns and speaks, but does not leave it bowed overly long. Listening to what Gargul says he is a bit surprised, but within moments alters that initial response to practicality. Gargul then makes the payment known and smiles and that smile trips more alarms and cautions in Ve Mundr's mind then anything else he has ever experienced. Precisely what he feared sounded like it would come to pass when he first met and spoke with Borden. The environment flashes and Ve blinks the sting of the brightened light away.
"I suspect his is in Izen, but to much more important matters. Falin, I confess to not knowing a great deal about your condition, but what I do know is that the window of help is fairly narrow. I understand it is suspected you were afflicted on a recent journey into Koshe Marr. How long ago was the last attack when you were there?"
Brother Bertram Friday December 8th, 2006 10:35:58 AM
Bertram is torn between his anger at K'nara, his pain at the cost of the resurrection, and his gladness that the return of Borden was successful. As soon as he realizes where they are he walks off, not wanting to hear the others. Just wanting some peace for a few blessed minutes before they all start on him.
Lian Friday December 8th, 2006 11:31:04 AM
"Suspected?" Says Lian, looking at Ve. "Didn't you see him? He IS afflicted." Says the elf out of turn.
Mordrid Friday December 8th, 2006 11:55:39 AM
Mordrid gives Valdor a minute or two alone, before he follows him to the lakes edge.
"Valdor, we need to talk... in private."
Ve Mundr Friday December 8th, 2006 1:21:13 PM
"Lian," Ve holds up a defensive and calming hand. "I did not mean to imply that his condition was suspect, but when and where Falin became afflicted. I heard earlier conversation about Harrowed Moon, also known as Koshe Marr and need you, him, indeed all of the Talons that were there to confirm not only that supistion, but do your best to narrow it to the extact moment. Time is not on Falin's side in this matter."
K'Nara d20=19 Friday December 8th, 2006 4:25:32 PM
K'Nara tilted her head at Gargul's words about her future progeny...that would be interesting, seeing as how the blade singer couldn't actually envision herself as having children.
Then she nodded Valdor's way, acknowledging his words, but her attention was centered on Bertram's reactions. She pondered why he was so upset, then the answer smacked her in the back of her head. (OOC: made a Wisdom check of 19.)
She hurried over to the cleric, and--upon reaching him--knelt before him on the ground.
"Forgive me, please, my friend." K'Nara asked him sincerely. "I not only expressed myself badly in front of Gargul, but I made the same mistake Valdor did...by assuming your motivation.
"Just as Valdor's assumption that I wanted Borden's resurrection simply because I wanted to 'please my man' was wrong for him to make, so was my own assumption that you precipitated the resurrection of Borden simply to please me as the leader of the Talons." She sighed.
"I didn't mean to belittle your actions or why you did them--but I believe that Gargul knows what you did and why...and he confirmed to us that, regardless of how I botched the explanation for it, your resurrecting Borden reversed a death that should not have happened." She bowed her head once more.
"So I ask you most humbly...please forgive me."
Nick Friday December 8th, 2006 6:55:18 PM
Nick emerges with a slight sense of astonishment.
Well, that didn't appear to have gone too badly, in his own opinion. Time would tell on the orc, and the idea of a child going into the priesthood seemed, to him, a sensible idea. After all, although he wasn't the oldest sibling, Nick was shipped off to the Temple of Alemi at a very young age. It didn't do him any harm - he was fed, clothed, wasn't bullied, and he got an exceedingly good education.
He's assuming, going off her reaction, that K'Nara feels the same way about it.
While Ve asks Falin questions, Nick looks around for the silver dragon, hoping none of this scared her away. For time was marching on, and they needed to focus.
Mordrid Friday December 8th, 2006 6:58:56 PM
Mordrid and Valdor continue in a deep conversation for many minutes; Mordrid kicking stones into the lake, and Valdor with his arms crossed in thought.
Valdor Friday December 8th, 2006 11:35:53 PM
From a distance, Valdor can be seen nodding, then shaking his head. His armor is still covered in blood from the dragon he cut a hole into and from the barbarian he obliterated, and he finally wades out into the lake a few feet while he's still talikng to Mordrid. He dunks his head under first and rinses out the blood from his mane of hair. Then he wipes the blood from his swords, then he proceeds to splash water on his armor to clean it off, all the while looking out into the water, as though he expects the black dragon to surface at any second.
(Scott, never got your email at work or home. I'll be at work Saturday so email me at stevehott@herbeasley.com )
[OOC: Steve, we will pick this conversation up on Monday morning. I will resnd the e-mail that you didnt get.]
Corialote and Amarth Friday December 8th, 2006 11:43:45 PM
Cori is so lost in other thoughts at the time that she is not even aware that the group has returned to the Wold. Oh she had heard every word well enough but she was not thinking on that right now. She is seeking something deeper inside of herself...something that was not good.
Amarth moves off to the side and finds a tree that is still in fairly nice shape. He perches there are he tucks a wing over his head to get a little extra sleep. He is not needed and is not sure how he will play into the next battle.
Aeralia (32/40 HP) Saturday December 9th, 2006 12:27:28 AM
Aeralia continues to remain silent, doing her best to hold in the anger and frustration she held towards some of the others gathered. As reality shifts back to normal, Aeralia continues to watch silently as several of each party move off to be on thier own, and hold conversations away from the rest of the group.
"So, how exactly are we to get home," she wonders outloud, mostly to herself, but loud enough for the others still gathered to hear. "Not that I have a home, so I suppose here is as good as anywhere," she adds, a little more quietly, glancing about towards the horizon. "Wonder where the nearest town of village is?" she continues to converse with herself, not seeming to expect any answers from anyone as she begins to dig through her pack wearily.
Falin Saturday December 9th, 2006 12:59:37 AM
"Lian, I take no ill will from Ve's coments. I hate being the cause of grief between friends." Falin reaches out and grasps Lians shoulder reasuringly. " I thank you for your concern though."
Falin then turns to Ve. "We were attacked the night we returned from Koshe Marr. We then were at a celebration in our honor for a few days and then we made the trip back to culverwood and thenw ere there for a day and then the traveling here. So I would say 9 days since my attack." OOC: I am guessing. I have tried to figure out how many days it has been so I may be off, but I know it has been at least a week.
Brother Bertram Saturday December 9th, 2006 4:41:59 AM
Bertram turned on K'nara in a rage and raised his hand as if to strike her. "You arrogant fool of a woman. Not everything in this group revolves around you. I am tired of it! You have no right to speak for what my motives and thoughts on matters might be. And you have NO right whatsoever to take on MY debts! "And..and, an,.." The extremity of Bertram's emotion was too much, his breath coming in ragged gasps, and suddenly the tears come. "Oh K'nara I cost you your child!!" Bertram suddenly throws himself in the arms of the kneeling K'nara, sobbing, all of his pent up anxiety and frustration pouring out in one tumultuous flood.
Gunther Saturday December 9th, 2006 8:42:27 AM
Gunther is so filled of conflicting emotions, that he is about to burst. Joy at the knowledge that Borden has returned. Anticipation at all the work that will need to be done to create a stable orc nation. Pain at the loss of his first born child. He is so caught up in his ruminations that he doesn't notice Bertram and K'nara moving off. The sound of Bertram's raised voice snaps him out of his thoughts. He heads over to where Bertram and K'nara are embrased. It had been an emotionally draining hour, and so he goes over and places his hands on the pair's shoulders. "I owe both of you so much! Broder, vat you did vas...more dan I could ever have expected. Tank you broder! And K'nara, my love..." Gunther chokes up, unable to express his gratitude and love to the bladesinger who had stood by his side and paid a high price. Shaking, he stands quietly for a few minutes. Then his body tenses. "Broder, K'nara, ve still have a lot of vork to do. Ve need to find a vay to heal our broder Falin. And ve have a dragon to kill." Gunther beams down at his family, thankful to have such close friends. "Come on" he gently jokes "If ve don't hurry up den dere might not be any dragon left for us."
After making sure that K'nara and Brother Bertram are in a good place, Gunther heads over to the newest Talon Aeralia. "Ma'am. I vanted to let you know dat you vere fabulous in de battle! If it vasn't for your magic, ve probably vould have had to kill off a lot of innocent humans. Your vork saved many lives." Sensing her anger, Gunther lays a hand on her shoulder. "Is everting ok? You seem...upset." Gunther grins at the enchantress. "You shouldn't hold in dose kinds of feelings. De last time I did someting like dat, I ended up almost breaking Broder Bertram's jaw." Laughing a little, Gunther makes sure to listen to whatever Aeralia might need to say, never once interrupting.
Brother Bertram (Second Post) Saturday December 9th, 2006 11:59:58 AM
Bertram regains control of himself and steps back wiping his face, regaining control. He smile gratefully at Gunther and K'nara then moves away from the others to try and give himself some time to pull himself together.
Valdor Saturday December 9th, 2006 3:33:09 PM
After Valdor and Mordrid have their talk, Valdor walks over to Cori. Now that he's partially clean, he feels better about approaching her. He kisses her cheek and whispers into her ear,"You look a bit distracted, my dear. You don't need that thing to bring you power. You already have power and it is promising you more than it can deliver. It makes the same promises to me. But where it wants you to go, we can't be together. So beat it and come back to me."
He hugs her and leaves her to her thoughts. He walks back to the main group and says loudly,"We have a dragon to kill. I leave in one hour. Any who wish to finish this can join me, any who don't...then don't. Clerics and mages, I would suggest you have your spells ready. I called them out before, and noone offered any other suggestions. If you have any then make them known.
We will always disagree and for our own reasons, but we still have a job to do. We need to put our disagreements behind us and go back to where we were two days ago as a group, united in one cause. What we all CAN agree on, is that there's a black dragon out there to kill. Whoever will come with me, I'll be waiting with the girl."
Olana Sunday December 10th, 2006 2:23:01 PM
Although her eyes hurt for a moment in the sunlight, Olana is glad to see it. She stands to the side a bit, watching. An impulsive lot, her family was, and not being a particularly demonstrative sort of elf, she cannot share this particular roller-coaster ride of emotion currently going on. "You okay, Milo?" she asks. Everyone else seemed to be, so apart from Falin's condition...
She shrugs, checks her weapons and heads over toward Valdor. She's still a bit annoyed at Bert. However, they did all get out in one piece. That had to count for something, so - she's going to let that go.
Crazy people...
Mordrid Sunday December 10th, 2006 3:03:52 PM
Mordrid walks back over to the group with Valdor, glad to see various members working things out. The Platinums functioned like some kind of para-military operation, the Talons; well, they were a passionate lot. Lapses in judgement may or may not have been made, however they were a tight group; and that goes a very long way.
After Valdor has made his peace, the ranger offers, "anyone need magic arrows?"
As soon as time permits, Mordrid will approach Ve; in private or in public, however the situation presents itself. "I just wanted to say how thoroughly impressed I was with your actions on the battlefield. Well, everything before and after the battle too. We fight well together, and I am honored to do so. Domi be praised, he has gifted us with your presence."
Not wanting to be overly sappy, the ranger gets back into his work without looking back.
Ve Mundr Sunday December 10th, 2006 4:42:14 PM
"Nine days?" a pause "At least nine you say." Ve can not keep the slight grimace from his face. His choices of removing this curse from Falin were quickly diminishing, but he did not kow all there was to know of Lycanthropy so there might still be hope. With Valdors decissin to embark after the Black dragon in an hour made, though, Falin would have to wait a few more hours. Looking over at Valdor as he speaks, "Falin, I give my word that you and I will resume this before nightfall." With a nod to him, Ve is turning and moving in Valdors direction. The time of his prayers had long passed so he only required a few minutes.
Mordrid is spyied heading towards him and he alters his own path to meet the ranger. Ve dips his head in quick acceptance of the compliment and manages to get out, "Despite our less the auspicious beginnigs, I am very glad we all have come into the ability to show our true colors. I will be right beside you." and with that he moves to Valdor.
"I have 44 hours of Water breathing I can divide among those going. I had also prepared several energy and movement prayers this morning. I will also be able to render about any minions he may have with him non combative within 80' feet of me. Otherwise I will be right next to you and Mordrid unless you plan to strictly forbid me"
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Milo Sunday December 10th, 2006 11:29:14 PM
Thinking to himself, Hmmm... eye of Gargul huh? Doesn't sound so bad... I suppose I could be wrong...
Turning to Olana, Milo stretches his arms way out smiling broadly, "Why yes... I'm simply peachy mah love." Milo giggles as he rushes Olana, embracing her, and then joining her as she heads toward Valdor.
Posting Reports for Monday December 11th, 2006 5:46:04 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Dec 4,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXXX Valdor----22X22S Mordrid---XOXO2S Fr.Nick---X2XXX Dalhia----XXXXO VE Mont---XXX22 Corealot--XXXXX
Adm Ceil
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Posting Report for Game # 3 The Emeral Talons The week of Dec 4,2006
adm Ceil> I wonder what Color Dragon they will become??
K'Nara Monday December 11th, 2006 9:54:10 AM
K'Nara sighed--clearly there would be many more things to ponder...afterwards.
Right now, however, she had to get all this sticky dragon blood and gunk off herself and her armor. She hastened to go do that--time was of the essence, since there was still Lathiese to deal with.
DM Jan Monday December 11th, 2006 12:07:10 PM
The young silver dragon is there, reverted back to her dragon form, and she hovers about twenty feet in the air, in a space clear of the dark smoke rising from the now dying funeral pyres.
The remaining elves are stood close by, waiting for instructions, as the group goes about getting themselves ready for the next encounter. A little further south, what's left of the camp appear to be preparing the three ships for a voyage.
the weather off the coast seems to be dissipating, revealing a lovely sunny morning out toward the lake. As for the land side to the east -
As the group clean armour, prepare weapons, spells and discuss tactics, something strange happens. A vision appears in their minds, it comes from the silver...traveling on the wing... through the trees at the edge of the clearing, and eastward, over a flat meadow with swaying grasses..... rocks appear like bones, a few at first.... the ground starts to rise, and it becomes grey limestone, moulded by rains and wind.....climbing to a flat plateau.... further east, a great waterfall that disappears underground.... and directly below - a dark hole, fifteen feet across...
And there the vision ends. If the group looks to the east, they can see a little of the distant plateau through the trees, maybe three miles away.
((OOC - folks let me know whether you need some time (and how much) for the casters and clerics to recuperate, or whether you're going straight in.))
Valdor Monday December 11th, 2006 2:34:36 PM
Valdor replies to Ve,"Take whatever time you need, I didn't realize that our clerics and mages didn't get any sleep and be able to rest. Pass the word along. If some need to rest, then that is fine. Falin's health is more important than rushing off to kill Lathiese. Do what you can for him. I'll check on our troops and make sure everyone has a destination. I'll contact Sturdevant and have him talk to the Overlord at Floating City and make arrangements for them to be well received as heroes, if that's where they want to go."
He then activates his Knight of the Realms ring and says,"Sturdevant, the threat is ended for now. We defeated the three red dragons that led the mercenaries and, with the Talon's new sorceress and our newest cleric, were able to convert them to our cause. We have paid them the gold they were promised, and then some. Some of them wanted to visit the Float and may even stay on and live there. They are loyal, I assure you, but could you make sure the Overlord is prepared to meet them and that they are given a heroes welcome.
If any were still harboring ill will, that would eliminate it, and it would cost the Overlord nothing to make them feel special. They helped foil the plot of Lathiese, the black dragon in the vision, who is the one behind all of this. We haven't faced him yet, but are resting our spellcasters to be able to go after him and do battle with him.
Also, you might let the Overlord know that Lady Solara is dead. Apparently, Lathiese knows she spoke to us before the big battle and he killed her. I know she was a black dragon, but she was friendly with Floating City and cared about her home. I am speculating about Lathiese, but her head was bitten off in dragon form and it would take a stronger dragon to pull that off.
Hopefully, we'll have this threat eliminated very quickly. I'll let you know when it's done. Make sure the Overlord welcomes these fighting men...it will bolster their defense of the city."
He sits down and decides it's time to rest, even though he's not injured or tired. He then tells Ve,"If you need me to get something, hold him still, or anything else, let me know."
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday December 11th, 2006 5:25:50 PM
Dahlia catches up to Valdor at a point after he takes his dip in the lake and tells heim of her latest vision of an older borden wearing armor identical to Valdor's with the only difference being the letter. / She then takes a bit of time to go through her equipment nearly mindlessly sharpening her blades to nearly razor sharpness.
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Ingrge watching as K'nara and Bertram again work their way through yet another misunderstanding, sees that Falin is back and in confab with Ve and wanders over to see if there is anything he can do to help; offering his remove curse scrolls if they will be of any help. At the mention of rest Ingrge mentions that while he did yuse several of his most potent spells in getting the group here, he does have quite a few things left in his arsenal, though some rest and study could be beneficial to all.
Brother Bertram Monday December 11th, 2006 6:49:51 PM
Bertram moves to the nearest water he can find and submerges his head under, coming up snorting from the cold water. He shakes his head like a terrier, spraying water from his grizzled, matted, gore splattered beard and face. He next checks his axe for any damage in the last battle, seeing nothing that a few moments with a whetstone wont resolve he finds a private spot and prays quietly, prayers of thanks, and guidance, and for aid in the coming battle.
Lian Monday December 11th, 2006 7:23:19 PM
Lian rolls his eyes at the conversation, shakes his head and sits down. "I'm exhausted."
The Hand of Domi sits in silent witness of the proceedings.
He turns to Nick. "What spells will we need?"
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 11th, 2006 7:52:08 PM
Cori looks to Valdor as he approaches and smiles. His hug is the one thing that she could have used about now and that gave her that warm feeling inside...that drove away the darkness. "You are right...but that thing will not give up, of that I am sure." She does not plan to give in to the feeling that invades her but she does study it at times...trying to find weaknesses.
As she moves off she makes her way back down to the beach. With the new change in plans she has time for a quick dip and then prepare some spells. She quickly sheds her clothes, not a bit modest in that she is soon standing naked for a few seconds before heading into the water. Those that might be paying attention now find that the white tattooing that covers her the exposed parts of her body, in fact cover the whole body.
Amarth watches as his Mistress slips into the water and sighs. He flutters down to perch on a piece of driftwood and keep an eye out for trouble. "The time has come for us to settle down." He is as old as he needs to be and as young as he needs to be for his Mistress's needs...but he feels a yearning for peace.
Mordrid Monday December 11th, 2006 8:09:17 PM
[OOC: I have a cold. This is my post tonight.]
Mordrid again checks if anyone needs their arrows magicked.
Gunther Monday December 11th, 2006 10:20:42 PM
The warrior watches over K'nara, making sure that if she desires, she gets a chance to rest. He also checks in on the surviving orcs, making sure that they get some rest. "Brothers, I know the battle we faced was difficult, be we have an even more challenging road ahead of us tomorrow. I do not blame you if you do not want to go with us tomorrow. You may return home without any shame. If you do travel with us as we hunt the black dragon, make sure to leave the actual fighting of the dragon to us." Gunther clears his throat uncomfortably. "Dragons can be deadly as we have seen." He turns and looks at each orc. "What are you names and what skills do you have? I will need to know such things should you decide to join us."
Aeralia Monday December 11th, 2006 11:00:19 PM
Aeralia smiles weakly and wearily as Gunther offers his praise. "Well, we all did what we could right?" the young sorceress responds plainly, shrugging lightly. "Even if it wasn't enough, or if we arn't as strong as some might deem required," she adds to the orc-raised warrior, shooting a glance towards Valdor, a slight hint of hostility in her voice and face.
"Oh, I'm sorry," she quickly apologizies to Gunther when he inquires further. "I didn't mean to let anything get the better of me. I'll talk it out with Terrin, once we get a chance. I don't mean to be a bother."
Once the word is passed that they could rest if needed, Aeralia will wait and make sure others take the opportunity (so shes not the only one holding them all up), and if so, she lay out her bedroll, and try to get some rest.
K'Nara Tuesday December 12th, 2006 12:44:53 AM
K'Nara is as quick and efficient as possible when it comes to cleaning herself and her armor up. She listens as Gunther speaks to the orcs, then addresses the big cat trainer:
"Gunther, if you can convince these two to return to Izen, I'd appreciate it. We only know that Borden was resurrected, but we have no idea if he remembers what happened--and I would prefer to be able to have at least two of his people return to him in living condition, so that he knows that the Emerald Talons have faith in him and his vision for a unified nation."
K'Nara nods.
"However, it IS completely up to them..." she says with a bit of self-deprecating smile, "...after all, if they'd prefer to be in on that battle with the black dragon, far be it from us to gainsay their wishes."
Falin Tuesday December 12th, 2006 12:55:44 AM
Falin welcomes the cold water of the lake as he washes the gunk and grime off his body and armor. The cold water almost makes him forget for an instant what he has become.
He shakes the water from himself and then dries himself and his gear off. He checks all of his equipment for the trip.
He turns to Mordrid, "Yes, I could use the arrows if you are still offering them."
He walks over to Ve, "Thank you for the offer of help. I will take what I can get these days. I trust we will find an answer. Until then the best I can do I guess is hope there is no full moon." He says the last with a bit of a smirk.
While the priests and the wizards are readying themselves Falin will wander to the outskirts of the camp. His intent is to look for signs of the wolves he was running with the previous night. He wants to see them one last time before they set out.
Lian Tuesday December 12th, 2006 11:51:42 AM
Lian remains sitting, meditating over the last few days of activities... the dragons, orcs, archers, etc.
If anyong has something to directly state to Lian, he will listen. Otherwise, he is in a trance.
Ve Mundr d20+16=35 Tuesday December 12th, 2006 1:33:21 PM
Ve nods as Valdor speaks, "It would allow us the time we need." His voice becomes a low whisper at this point, "The problem is, we will not know if Falin is strong enough to shed himself of this until the full moon tonight. Last night was a terrible realization for him. I will do what I can, but most of it will be in his hands. If restraint is needed, I would have one of the Talons do it." Having overheard Aeralia, "A fewer of us involved in what could be a failed attempt the better."
Ve gives a small update to Valdor on his impression of the men milling about and then gets back to Falin. "I will do all that I can, but most of ridding yourself of this curse lies within you. I can only present you with the choice to leave the beast behind. We will begin at sundown. Meditate and pray Falin, center your being and know that those gathered about you will see you through as best as we can."
With that Ve leaves Falin with his thoughts and closes with Gunther and K`Nara. One because of his size and the other as Falin's leader. "A moment of time. Tonight I will give Falin the keys to unlocking his cell. If he fails, he will turn. I am not in favor of chaining him and thus giving his doubht and anxiety about his condition any more weight. He will need his mind focused. But we must be prudent in case. I will know instantly either way and I can contain him, but I think it important that the Talons be," he pauses a moment or two, "That the Talons be the most direct form of intersession." Ve glances towards the wood line where Falin is searching out a trail of the ravenous wolves of the night before.
To the orc conversation, Ve says nothing
Valdor Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:33:40 PM
Valdor nods to Ve and says,"If one of them is strong enough, then fine by me. If you need me then let me know. I don't want him to break free during the ceremony and end up worse off or not healed. He can make the call on who retains him, or K'Nara can. Either way is fine by me."
Valdor watches Cori strip and, seeing the tattoos, he says ti himself,"Well, I guess that answers that."
He goes over to Lian and plops down and asks,"So, how are your insides feeling after being chewed on by a dragon? You know, not many people alive in the Wold can say they were trapped in a red dragons mouth and lived. Also, I was glad you found a way to keep it from breathing fire again. That was masterfully done." He's trying to keep from grinning, but having a hard time of it.
Nick Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:48:28 PM
Nick thinks for a moment when Lian asks him about spells. "We'll need as much protection as we can get. I can help there, in general terms. Black dragons spit streams of acid, and I suspect, if other dragons encountered on the Ellenian Peninsula are anything to go by, he'll be a fire breather as well. "Now if that young lady up there was showing us a glimpse of his lair, we'll need light. The waterfall suggested an underground river, to me, although I could be wrong. Cori told us that Addeinein, the Storm Dragon killed in the last encounter, suffered death by drowning, so - water breathing, just in case."
He sighs. "I'd better start praying." And with that, he finds a quiet spot, and does just that.
Olana Tuesday December 12th, 2006 2:50:25 PM
Olana wanders over to Mordrid. "I'll take some magic for my arrows if I may," she says to the ranger.
DM Jan Tuesday December 12th, 2006 3:11:44 PM
((Eeeek, sorry this is a bit late, folks. I went to the post office early, thinking it would be quiet. Big mistake!))
And so!
The rest of the morning is taken up with preparation, rest, recuperation, and getting in the mindset for the task ahead.
Sturtavent sounds optimistic and relieved when contacted by Valdor. Nevertheless- "Be careful," he says, "and we'll do what needs to be done, here. I'll tell the Overlord about Lady Solara. That's a surprize."
The two orcs are willing to accompany Gunther into battle, although their facial expression when K'Nara suggests otherwise, tells him that home, and Borden, are preferable.
Falin neither sees nor smells any sign of the wolf pack, although the lingering aroma of burning flesh in the area gives him a good asnwer to why. Instead, he finds himself approached by the remaining fifteen elves. Of all his immediate subordinates, only the young female Al'thra is left. "What do you want us to do?" she asks. "The one named Mordrid has said he can enhance our arrows, and if nothing else, we could bear torches."
Time passes, and it is now mid - afternoon.
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 12th, 2006 4:41:54 PM
Having made sure that his spells are in place, Bertram moves over to join the others, unsure what his welcome might be.
Lian Tuesday December 12th, 2006 4:50:27 PM
The monk looks up and smiles, then snickers. "Well, it wasn't the first time I've been in a dragons mouth and lived. But a red, yes, by all means it was the first. Not many people alive can say they have traveled with and were saved by the Dragonstone either. I thank you for that honor, friend Valdor."
He thinks a moment, then adds. "I'm sure the red was a bit too busy to worry about breathing, having been dead an instant later. It was the least of his problems. Now Gargul has to sort it out I suspect."
He turns back to Nick. "So, fire and acid resistance, maybe lesser restoration. I also suggest using our Meditation Incense too, if we have time. I can start burning them now..." He figgits in his pockets for the blocks. (Hey, I remembered this time.) "I know can only really help with healing, but I'm not too experienced with traveling around with casters of your stature..." He then shoots a glance of apology at Bertram. "... Oh geez, sorry Brother, I didn't mean you specifically, just in general terms. Ack and not a slight about your height... sheesh." Dodging arrows! "Can they be of use?" He says, hoping the comment is forgotten.
Valdor Tuesday December 12th, 2006 6:24:52 PM
Valdor cheeks flush at the compliment. He slaps Lian on the leg and stands saying,"I just happened to be in the right place at the right time. The others would have gotten you out quickly enough. But...thank you. It's the first half way appreciative words I've heard in some time."
He walks off, gratified at Lian's acknowledgement. So many times, he's taken the brunt of a fight to keep others from damage and harm's way. This was the first fight he could remember that he didn't even take a hit. Now he knows how Mordrid feels...:)
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 12th, 2006 8:18:27 PM
Bertram walks up in time to hear Lian's words. He shrugs at the attempted apology then considers the incense, "Definitely cant hurt at this point." He then finds a place to set and starts sharpening his axe to a keen edge in preparation, from time to time looking at the tattoo on his hand curiously.
K'Nara Tuesday December 12th, 2006 8:55:01 PM
K'Nara fixes Ve with a particularly hard stare for a moment, but then brushes aside whatever hard feelings that she may have had when the cleric mentions his plan to help Falin.
"Gunther definitely has more muscle," she tells the Platinum Dragon, "But I will aid in any way I can...you may count on it."
K'Nara then speaks to Gunther softly, so that the orcs don't hear her:
"Then tell your brothers that their place is with Borden, and if they would convey the faith that the Emerald Talons have in Borden's dream and his ability to make it real, we would greatly appreciate it." She roots about for a moment, coming up with a pouch that contains 200gp.
"Their share of the money that was here." the cauled blade singer says, then hands Gunther the pouch. "I'm hoping that Borden himself will come to call on us as a friend in the near future."
K'Nara also makes sure to take advantage of Mordrid's offer to enchant arrows.
Mordrid Tuesday December 12th, 2006 10:04:37 PM
[OOC: still sick]
everyones quivers are full of +5 arrows.
[1 charge on rod per 50 arrows - retiring soon, what do I care]
Milo Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:02:27 AM
Milo is for the most part, quiet as others make preparations.
Falin Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:22:19 AM
Falin takes in the information he is given. He has a choice to make. Last night everyone was lucky and he didn't turn on any of his friends, but that may not happen a second time.
He is brought out of his trance when the other elves approach and ask for counsel. He must be strong for them. "I wish for you all to arm yourselves with as many arrows as you can carry. I would like each of you to carry a torch as well. That way if any of our friends who can not see in the dark need help we can be their light bearers. I want to let each of you know that you have done well and have brought great credit and pride to the elves of the Culverwood. We are a proud and noble people who are capable of fighting for what is right. You have also proven that we can work with the other races to make this a better Wold. Now go and prepare yourselves for what may happen tonite. Know that no matter what I am proud to call you my brothers and sisters."
As the elves walk away to ready themselves Falin calls out to Al'thra. "I would speak to you in private for a moment." Waiting for the others to walk off Falin speaks, "You have become a good leader for these elves and I believe you will continue to be come a great leader when we return to the Culverwood. You have taken on a lot in your young age and apologize for piling more on, but I ask that you help me with something." Falin takes in a deep breath and slowly releases it. "I have been afflicted with lycanthropy and I am asking for your help. I will join you on the battlefield tonite as is my place. If I were to begin to turn on any of our allies tonite I want you to order the other elves to incapacitate me. If that means firing upon me then so be it. I want you work it out with the elves, but not tell me what you are going to do. That way I will not know if I loose control what I should be looking for."
He stands and waits for her answer.
Aeralia Wednesday December 13th, 2006 8:01:46 AM
Aeralia gathers her things once shes done resting and preparing, waiting for the order to move out.
(OOC: Out of town at a seminar for 3 days, won't be posting til friday night.)
Gunther Wednesday December 13th, 2006 8:35:39 AM
Gunther listens carefully when approached by Ve. If there was any chance of taking away this terrible disease from Falin, then Gunther is more than willing to help in whatever way he can. "Yes, I vill hold him for you." Gunther's big blue eyes look up at and hold Ve's as he lowers his voice to a very low whisper. "So, you tink you can cure him of dis? It's just...I've never seen anyvon who had it make it out alive."
Gunther grins mischieviously at K'nara's advice. She was the brains of the outfit, no question! Gunther strides over to Valdor. The way he and his companions had surrounded Father Nicholas during the time with Gargul...Gunther had seen it...taken note of it. Though he doesn't know exactly what Valdor was doing, he does recognize the basic body language of protection. He is still closed minded, no doubt about it, but in some part, this Valdor's actions were also an attempt to protect his friend... And that he understood and could respect. "Valdor, I vould like to ask for your help. I vould like to send these two orcs back to Izen and Borden. You know the rulers of dis land and if you could arrange for safe passage of dem back to Izen, den I vould appreciate it." Gunther lowers his voice. "You have made it very clear dat you and I don't see eye to eye on de matter of de orc nation. But, it seems to me, dat at dis particular time, it vould be in both of our best interests for dese orcs to leave." Gunther bows respectfully and then heads over to the orcs.
Pulling the orcs aside, Gunther looks down warmly at the warriors. "Brothers, I have no doubts to your loyalty, but right now, I feel that Borden needs you more than I do." Gunther presses the bag of coin into one of the orc's hands. "Here is the money you earned for your bravery." Gunther's gaze turns steely and he makes sure that both of the orcs are very clear on this matter. "It is to be divided evenly for you. 100 for you and..." Gunther sighs and fishes a small pouch out of his pocket. Dividing the gold up, Gunther hands each orc one sack. "Brothers, we are entering a new age. An age when we will see the orc nation rise...an age when our children will no longer starve to death. Stand tall brothers. Do not let the other races see you fight among yourselves. Be proud of yourself and proud of our people." Gunther fishes in his pack and pulls out a deep blue spindel (500gp). He hands it to one of the orcs. "You are to give this gem to Borden. It is his wages for the last battle." Gunther fixes the orc with a stare. "I know that my brother's would not dream of trying to take something that belongs to Borden and keep it for themselves... because then I would have to punish them very severly." Gunther's look softens. "When you return to Izen, see out Borden. Tell him that the Emerald Talons are pleased to hear that he is well and that as soon as I am able, I will return to Izen to help him rebuild and train his army if he would like.
Valdor d100=29 Wednesday December 13th, 2006 11:00:04 AM
When Gunther approaches him, Valdor is wondering what kind of verbal barrage he's about to her. When Gunther makes his request, however, Valdor smiles and says,"Ah, now I understand. You thought I was against an orc nation. Think back to what I offered to Borden when we first met him and he told us his intention. I offered that, if he was successful in his mission to build his nation, that I would even act as an ambassador between Plateau City and his nation.
Gunther, I was not and still am not, against an orc nation. I was concerned with raising him from the dead when we might have needed that for Falin, or any one of us after we face the black dragon. I hope he remembers the battle, and learned a valuable lesson from his mistake to always just charge in. Mordrid has much more experience that he does in battling dragons, and he ignored the advice given. He died for his mistake.
To show my intent, I will teleport them myself back to the Inn where we first came across them. The road home...well, we don't exactly know where we are right now, so I couldn't begin to point them in the right direction. Hopefully there are no more hydras out there, but I'll handle this personally while Ve prepares to help Falin.
Let's bury any ill feelings Gunther. You are very sensitive about this, and no, I didn't know enough about you to understand that. But, you also need to understand where other people are coming from, as well. Many times in my past have I jumped to a conclusion too quickly and probably will do so until my death. Being a leader sometimes means rubbing people the wrong way. I apologize for that. We are on the same side and shouldn't be at odds, my friend."
He makes sure the orcs are ready and moves off with them away from the group. Once they have done so, he put the ring on, passes the ring to them and gets then gets it back and pictures the corral where they first saw the orcs. He'll land them off to the side about fifty yards to make sure they don't land on anyone or in front of a wagon.
Once there, Valdor says in common,"Go find your home. Tell Borden that Valdor gives his best." He strikes his chest with his fist in salute, then teleports back to the group.
Lian Wednesday December 13th, 2006 12:05:23 PM
The monk stands and approaches Gunther and Valdor. "Dragonstone, you are a very busy man now days and might need a proxy sent in your stead as ambassador. I can't think of a better man than Gunther for that job." He places a hand on Gunther's shoulder.
Lian moves to Milo, to whom he hasn't spoke for awhile, and asks, "In the upcoming battle I think I will likely be a support caster. I know your generally self sufficient, but this battle will be different, I'm sure. Which spells might I prepare for you... both? " He adds, seeing Olana nearby.
Later, if time permits, he will burn the meditation incense. Hopefully Nick, Bertram, and any other divine casters will join them. Lian of course will also be there.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 13th, 2006 1:25:14 PM
Cori takes her time in the ocean water and then slowly moves out of it, feeling a lot more refreshed and clean. She does take the time to cast a couple of really simple spells to get rid of the salt from her body and then to see that her clothes are cleaned.
Dressing slowly she wonders of the future and what this battle will mean for them. We she get the chance to retire or will this be her final resting place. "It matters very little...though I would have liked to of settled down with a certain someone." Her gaze searches for Valdor in all the mess but she does not see him. She feels a pang of loss that causes a few tears to fall but she pulls herself together quickly.
She hopes that if the man comes to find her he will look under the tree in this spot a little ways from the group. Still she settles in with her spellbook and starts the preparations for the following day.
Amarth is strangely absent as he gives his Mistress time to be alone. He sits in one of the few trees that remain whole and watches the camp.
Ve Mundr Wednesday December 13th, 2006 1:37:50 PM
Ve ignores or misses the look of K`Nara as he approaches. His mind is set well at the responces, though he didn't think they would answer differently of course. "Gunther I will be asking you to stand by Falin then tonght, do no put a hand on him except as a reassurance. You will act as his base and pillar. I will cast several spells in preparation upon Falin and then we shall see what we see." With a reassuring hand the man's shoulder Ve replies, "He is strong and yes I do believe he can save himself if we show him the way. Now I have a bit of preparation myself before night. Excuse me."
Ve goes to Lian and takes him to Father Nicholas so the three of them can pray together in the Meditation Block's burning incense.
Mordrid Wednesday December 13th, 2006 3:21:42 PM
Upon hearing the casters discuss what would be needed during their next fight with the dragon, Mordrid speaks up, "the problem with a dragon is it takes heavy magic to penetrate their hides. People should memorize spells like greater magic weapon. A smart dragon will have many magical defense up; stone skin for instance. So dispell magics would be perfect. You can go ahead and assume that a dragon has magical defenses up. The biggest problem with a dragon is when they use range weapons when you're stuck with melee; like when a dragon is in flight. So anyway we can stop it from flying or swimming. Last but not least, attack first for gods sakes. What were we waiting for yesterday? And there's a trick we can use... if you can cast silence on my arrows." Mordrid just seems to be rambling as he squares away his packs and quiver.
Nick Wednesday December 13th, 2006 5:20:30 PM
Nick tries to keep focussed on his devotions as the others make themselves ready in their own way. However, the slight distraction of some of the others arriving with the meditation incense is welcome, and was no doubt more potent an aid to concentration that what he had.
For a little while, he tries to empty his mind of the battle ahead. Thoughts of it - anxieties, plans - were nipping at his mental heels like a Plateau City noblewoman's lap dog.
Olana Wednesday December 13th, 2006 5:33:39 PM
Olana smiles as her arrows are enchanted, and places them carefully in her quiver.
Then she goes and sits quietly next to Milo. "When we get into this, try not to get your head bitten off, okay?" she says to him quietly with a smile.
DM Jan Wednesday December 13th, 2006 6:32:47 PM
As the scent of incense overcomes that of the battle aftermath, Valdor disappears with the two orcs, and the preparations continue.
Al'thra gives Falin an odd look. "Some of us saw what you became. It was a fearful thing, and yet, you did not attack us." She shrugs. "But we will do what must be done. Know that we do not wish to cause you pain, Brother Falin." And with that, she rejoins the others getting ready.
Elsewhere, as eyes are closed in prayer, or mesmerized by the ritual of polishing and sharpening weapons; and heads are buried deep in spellbooks - Cori's familiar Amarth spots the big cat Thaeri crouched intently by the lakeshore. The panther rises slightly, and then dives quickly into the water, emerging moments later with a large, blue-scaled fish in her jaws.
And as Bertram's whetstone slides along the keen edges of his axe, the subject of his Gargul symbol tattoed hand comes to mind. Funny how it had reacted back there, once he'd had the mind to do what he did, and open the way to Gargul's realm. Right now, the eye seems inert, just a blemish on his palm. Had it influenced his decision? Helped him take that particular path? Well now, that was something to ponder, wasn't it...
Valdor blinks into Izen and is met by a strong wind that brings promises of rain. Both orcs set off east, remember themselves, stop, and give Valdor a bow before setting off again toward the interior of Izen. The Dragonstone's and Gunther's words are ringing in their ears, and their pockets are full of cash. As the wind whips at Valdor's cloak, the two creatures are soon lost over a short hill. Interesting perhaps, how things have turned out. If the Talons' gamble pays off, then a stable Izen might not be a bad idea. The interior of this realm had always been troublesome - a breeding ground of evil and malevolence, and anything that could break that precedence, well... Of course there was always the chance that a child of Izen's soil would never be able to relenquish its evil heritage, and if that was the case... time would tell. Time would tell.
The Platinum leader arrives back at the battlefield to find everyone ready. Weapons and armour are prepped, casters and clerics have their spells; mentally it might be another story, but the gathering suspense and expectation in the air tells him it's time to get organized and get going.
The silver dragon hovers nearby. The path is already imprinted in everyone's memory.
(Recap: ...traveling on the wing... through the trees at the edge of the clearing, and eastward, over a flat meadow with swaying grasses..... rocks appear like bones, a few at first.... the ground starts to rise, and it becomes grey limestone, moulded by rains and wind.....climbing to a flat plateau.... further east, a great waterfall that disappears underground.... while directly below - a dark hole, fifteen feet across... )
It is now late afternoon.
Milo Wednesday December 13th, 2006 6:39:37 PM
Milo grins widely, "I was planning on getting swallowed so I could carve my way back out again."
As they get ready to leave, Milo moves to the front, taking point.
K'Nara Thursday December 14th, 2006 12:54:35 AM
The leader of the Talons makes sure that the Culverwood contingent are assembled and ready. Then she goes to Valdor when he returns.
"Mordrid has good advice." she says. "Have you a plan on how to get Lathiese before he can do much damage..?"
Falin Thursday December 14th, 2006 2:29:04 AM
Coming back with the rest of the group Falin begins to ready himself for the evening.
"You know we could throw something down into the hole or try to plug the hole up. Although, I have to admit I do not know alot about dragons."
Lian Thursday December 14th, 2006 7:32:53 AM
The monk laughs at Milo's statement. "I assumes thats a 'no' then?" Then moves off to join the clergy. "BRother Bertram, please join us!"
Valdor Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:20:25 AM
When Valdor pops back to the group, he looks over to Gunther and gives him a "thumbs up" to let the warrior know all went well.
He replies to K'Nara,"He'll probably have magical traps, and maybe physical ones as well. Dispel magics, stoneskins for the front line fighters, water breathing, freedom of movement, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, True Seeing, a wall of force to prevent him from dragging a party member under the water...those are what we need to have ready.
The important thing is to engage him from all sides quickly, so he can't focus on one front. If we all enter together, for instance, the acid breath will be coming, don't you doubt. I will be right in front of him, trying to draw his focus, so that you all can hit him from the sides and the back.
Hopefully, I can survive long enough to inflict heavy damage and give everyone a chance to kill it. If I'm lucky and protected with spells, maybe it will work. However, if I fall, let Mordrid take my place. We are getting old and our deaths wouldn't be as tragic to the Wold as yours would.
I haven't seen his lair, so I'm not sure of any kind of strategy other than that. Just remember, the one thing we MUST do is kill him. While we wory for our friends and parties, if we lose focus for a second, he will kill many of our number. Forgive me, I'm rambling."
In a whisper he says,"Listen K'Nara, I know some of your party may not be happy with me, andI'm sorry for that, but when we fight this dragon, if I shout out an assignment, it needs to happen. If you disagree, then you may take the lead in the fight. However, if you agree, it is essential that you tell your party to follow my orders whether they like me or not. Because someone may end up dead if they hesitate or ignore me. It needs to come from you, though. I've had enough hard feelings and arguing for a lifetime today. Think about it, and decide what you want to do. I'm okay with either way. Now, I have to go see my lady. I am in dire need of some affection. We move out when you are ready to."
He goes to find Cori, and gives her a bear hug and spends the rest of his time before they set out with her.
Brother Bertram Thursday December 14th, 2006 2:12:21 PM
With final look around at all of his companions, Bertram rises and takes up his helm and axe and prepares for the coming battle. Whether Gargul had influenced his choices or not, Bertram was not about to shirk the cost of the decision. He shrugged the problem aside for the work about to begin.
Ingrge / Dahlia Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:31:27 PM
Joining the Valdor and K'nara group the grizzled elf pipes in with his two cents worth. Why don't we make him come to us.
I think we block of the cave entrance with a well placed wall of stone spell a ways inside the entry and then seal the regular entry with a rock to mud and and mud to rock spell. That will mean that he will have to come out to us another way. and knowing his penchant for water it is probably from the lake beneath the waterfall. That way we can be ready where ever he comes out from and may be able to get the jump on him. I am pretty sure I can teleport myself and 4 others to near the entrance.
***
Having joined the group discussing preparations, Dahlia listens in and adds a little something as well. "I have my last 5 elemental stones which I can add to the mix should he come through the water as they just happen to be water elementals which should help t least slow him down some if not do him some damage.
Valdor how many can use our ring? With the images we are recieving from the silver, we should be able to teleport to the entrance easily.
Cori and Amarth Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:50:12 PM
Cori had just put away her spellbook when Valdor shows back up, with a nice little hug. She settles next to him for what seems like only minutes to her. "What we face may rip us apart in this world...but not the next." A finger traces his jaw as she reaches over and kisses him full on the lips. "Still lets try not to let that happen." That flash is back in her eyes as she settles her head on his chest, not at all ready to go. She just lets the rest talk amongst themselves and to Valdor as she enjoys herself.
Amarth cannot help but smile as he watches from his own perch. At least he is not the only one that is thinking a little about the now.
Spell List*to come*
Nick Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:55:59 PM
Arising from the stupor of the incense, Nick thanks the elf Lian for providing the cube (maximised our spells, correct?).
"All right," he says to those gathered,"lets get this over with. I'll send forth a protection spell when we're closer to the target."
Olana Thursday December 14th, 2006 6:58:49 PM
Olana gives K'Nara a salute, to let her leader know she's ready. Looking around at those assembled, she reckons they're in with a good chance of killing this thing. Yep, let's stay positive, she thinks.
Valdor Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:15:10 PM
Valdor, listening to Ingrge, suddenly asks Cori,"Not to ruin the moment, my dear, but have you read any more of that journal? Were there any maps you found that might show another way into or out of, his lair?"
When Dahlia asks about the ring, he says,"I think ten people is the maximum, but I'm not sure. I wouldn't want to try more than that. Also, Borden had my armor in a vision, you said? Maybe he like it so much that he got it copied. Trust me in this , if you never trust me again, he will never have MY armor."
He strokes Cori's hair and thinks about the scene in his mind and the upcoming fight.
K'Nara Thursday December 14th, 2006 11:42:38 PM
K'Nara nods at Valdor.
"We may not see eye-to-eye on things," she confirms, "And we must have words about your...assumption of my motives regarding Borden--but those are really trifles when we consider why we are all here. I will make sure that all my people obey your commands in battle, or they will have to answer to me."
Corialote and Amarth(illegal second) Friday December 15th, 2006 12:07:29 AM
Cori purses her lips and sighs. The mood is not broken by any accounts it just must adjust a little. "I have read a lot of the journal...though since we started this trip here...not so much." She searches her mind to see if there were any maps sketched inside of it and will pull the journal out of the pocket of her pants.
[Take her away Jan. :)]
DM Jan Friday December 15th, 2006 12:34:20 AM
As the group make final plans, Ingrge might well reconsider blocking that hole he saw in the vision. After all, it did look to be a BIG hole. However, he could be correct about another entrance. Limestone is washed away over the long term by traveling water, which could mean tunnels, and an outlet directly into the lake from the waterfall.
Cori's re-examination of the book reveals the following:
Maps suggest that the Storm Dragons traveled south from the Float, rode rapids at the southern end of it, and continued southward until reaching plains that, they were to discover later (and explained by a footnote), would lead to the eastern edge of the Scab. This suggest that this current location is a different one, for the group are along the eastern edge of the great lake. And after the fight with the black dragon, the creature appeared to take off with most of his treasure.
There is a detailed map of the dragon's previous lair - a big, dark, underground cave with deep pools of water. Nothing unexpected.
... he hid, and waited.....we were far too bold....
... it feels - like a weight, on your chest, pushing.... there is blackness, you cannot see, even I - could not see... and your mind does not want you to see. It does not want you to breathe...
((OOC - folks, I need to know your actions.))
Falin Friday December 15th, 2006 7:52:42 AM
Watching the other get ready Falin walks over to the group of elves to ensure they all have everything they need. He will spend some time with them asking them how they are doing and what they are feeling. Making sure they are all as ready as they can be for what is about to happen.
He will finish getting the rest of his things together and wait to see what K'Nara and Valdor were going to have them do for the night.
Ve Mundr Friday December 15th, 2006 8:51:15 AM
Ve stands about with the others though he is a bit confused. "Not to dampen everyones enthutiasm for the dragon hunt, but should we not see to Falin first and why by Domi would we want to do this as night falls?" Ve scans the group and notices the elves seem to be gearing up to head out and his head falls and shakes slightly. Rising back up he holds a hand out in thier direction, "No. Definately not. The Culverwood elves do not go on this."
Valdor Friday December 15th, 2006 10:20:31 AM
Valdor nods to K'Nara and replies,"None of us are perfect. Mistakes and misunderstandings are part of life, unfortunately. But we will talk later if you wish."
He tells Ve,"I think this fight can be over and done long before nightfall. As a matter of fact, I would much prefer to fight him while the sun is shining. He will possibly be resting now and not quite as ready as he will when the sun goes down."
Ingrge Friday December 15th, 2006 5:38:47 PM
Valdor There are only fourteen of us if only we go. With your ring and my spell we can take 15 total and we can be there now and do a bit of checking up before we rush into things.
Mordrid Friday December 15th, 2006 6:51:24 PM
When Ve says "no" to the elves joining, Mordrid nods in agreement, "someone needs to stay behind, in case something goes terribly wrong." Of course the truth of the matter is he just doesn't want any more of the elves to die. They have learned a great deal about dragons in the past week, knowledge that would go a long way toward dealing with Parnoth; as well as a strange tie to the new orc nation.
"I think the idea of luring the dragon out is worth some more thought Ingrge. As a hunter, that would be my first instinct. I've seen five dogs go in after a bull racoon, and I counted five flee in the same order; each with a scar to remember the day. I'd much prefer to fight in the open. If only we could get at the treasure, and bring some out."
"Aerelia, what form of creatures did you summon to clean the battlefield?"
[spell lvl 1: detect snares and pits / resist energy acid / resist energy acid / resist energy acid. spell lvl 2: cat's grace / bears endurance / protection from acid / protection from fire. spell lvl 3: dark vision 60', water walk, water walk, greater magic fang +5. spell lvl 4: freedom of movement, freedom of movement, freedom of movement.]
Gunther Friday December 15th, 2006 11:07:37 PM
Gunther grins as Valdor reappears and gives his thumbs up. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all. He gathers all his equipment and checks and double checks to make sure everything is ok. Then he catches up with Thaeri and explains that he will be going with the others to hunt another big beast. Then he goes to stand by Ve. "I tought ve vere going to vork vith Falin first. I guess dat changed, eh?"
OOC: Sorry about the missed posts, I'm sick and I've had a lot of RL stuff to deal with.
K'Nara Friday December 15th, 2006 11:24:45 PM
"It most certainly did NOT change!" K'Nara says emphatically in reply to Gunther's question. "We couldn't possibly go face Lathiese unless Falin is cured of his lycanthropy--we'd have to fight the dragon AND a werewolf at the same time!" She turns to Valdor with her concern clearly on her face.
"Falin will be healed up before we go get Lathiese...right...?"
Valdor Friday December 15th, 2006 11:40:00 PM
Valdor nods to K'Nara, but asks,"Won't he only change during a full moon? Or am I understanding werewolves right? I'm fine with waiting, but if there's no danger to him changing, it would be better to fight the dragon now. If there is a danger, then we need to address that first for sure. Of course, this is a bit dangerous, but some could scout the area while the clerics work on Falin tonight, maybe find an alternate entry, then at first light we could go in. Falin's health is our first concern, the dragon second. Besides, I could probably use the rest myself...it might be the last chance to enjoy the wind and sunshine."
Ve Mundr Saturday December 16th, 2006 12:29:33 AM
Ve almost shrugs at Gunthers statement and then offers, "I was under that impression. We can only attempt to cure falin on the nights of a full moon. We know last night was one, i was assuming that tinight there would be another." Looking to the man he knows to likely hold the most knowledge on the phases on the moon, Ve turns his next question to Mordrid. "Was last night the last of the phases of the full moon or should another be tonight? I am prepared and Falin is as well." He pauses for the answer.
Brother Bertram Saturday December 16th, 2006 5:58:28 AM
Bertram waits patiently, just wishing he could do more for Falin, but leaving it to more experienced than he.
Corialote and Amarth Saturday December 16th, 2006 4:09:18 PM
Cori holds the book out and shows the map to Valdor, while shaking her head. "The dragon is in a new home...this map is for his old one." A smile plays across her lips though as she cannot help but chuckle. "Still they tend to be creatures of habit...comes from thinking one is superior to all others." There is a double meaning there that some might get and some might not.
With the idea of scouting she nods her head again at a good plan. "We have several who can sneak well enough and a few more with some magical skill...I would think that scouting would not be too far gone." That same foolish twinkle returns to her eyes as she grins. "As for stealing treasure...you give me a definite picture of the room and you can consider some treasure stolen." It is a challenge that she would not mind wraping her mind around....not that something else would not come first, she sighs.
"So lets take care of Falin first as we must have everyone at peak performance...do a little recon and then hit the dragon fresh in the morning." For some reason it sounds too neat and tidy to her...that is to actually work that way, but.... She simply shrugs her shoulders and wonders if she will really get to have a look at a dragon's home.
Olana Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:31:19 PM
While plans are being discussed, Olana wanders over to Falin. "You doing okay?" she asks him. Her eyes are looking at him curiously. After all it's not every day that you meet a - Aware she's staring, she stops and gestures toward the others. "They'll fix things," she says with a reassuring smile.
Nick Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:40:31 PM
Nick is in agreement about Falin, however, something is bothering him.
"Valdor, I'm just guessing, but if our friend the black dragon has just been in a fight with another one of his kind, wouldn't he have suffered some wounds? The longer we leave this..."
DM Jan Sunday December 17th, 2006 11:45:31 PM
Further plans are discussed, amongst them - possible scouting and Falin's condition. The late afternoon light shifts toward the warmer edge of the spectrum and the sunlight on the lake takes on a pinkish tinge. In this light, the Wold's moons, already rising, look like ghosts.
Falin suddenly feels as though someone has punched him sharply in the gut.
Everyone else hears his spine crack like a broken tree limb.
Posting Reports for Monday December 18th, 2006 5:18:32 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Dec 11,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan---XXXXX Valdore--X2X22 Mordrid--XXXOX Fr.Nick--OXXXOS Dalhia---XXXXO VE Mont--XOXO2 Corealot-XOXX2S
Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emeral Talons For the week od Dec 11,2006
Falin d20+7=25 Monday December 18th, 2006 7:42:47 AM
"Olana," Falin begins, "I am doing alright considering the circumstances, but I am confident that we will get through this. thanks for your supportive words."
Falin feels the pangs of hunger begin to creep into his consciousness. He falls to the ground with a pain that wracks his body in convulsions. He fights with every being of his soul... (Control Shape skill check to resist change DC 25. Rolled a 25.)
This time he feels different. He feels more in control of what is happening to him. After a few moments the pain subsides and he is able to catch his breath. He rolls over onto his back and sits up. Letting the blood slowly flow back into his extremities before he stands. After he gets up he forces a smile. "Well, that was a little better than last time." He wipes the sweat from his brow and adds, "I think we should go after the dragon sooner than later. If it comes to it and you are afraid of what I could do to the party then leave me with the elves."
Valdor Monday December 18th, 2006 10:23:53 AM
After spending some relaxing time with Cori, Nick expresses his concern and Valdor replies,"Yes Nick, you are right. Hoever, Falin's condition must be addressed first. We'll have to see how he feels when this is done...if we are successful. Then, if we must go at night, then we will. I, also, think the longer we wait, the more chance for him to be fully recovered, so we need to go get him as soon as possible. You rest up, we'll ned your strength and Alemi's power very soon, my friend."
He moves over to Gunther and says,"If he begins to change, we must detain him and keep him from infecting anyone else. You may be strong enough, I don't know, but know that I am here to help you without injuring him, if you need me. I suggest you cover your arms and hands."
He stretches out his muscles, loosening himself up for what he figures will be an extreme exertion of strength. He covers his arms with some gauntlets and his hands with gloves, feeling guilty for doing it, but wanting no part of being a werewolf himself.
Ve Mundr d20+47=49 d20+52=71 Monday December 18th, 2006 12:18:16 PM
Convinced the plan has solidified to his first impressions, Ve begins his preparations. Shortly, he has a marked off area with candles and and a place for both himself and Falin. He calls Gunther to escort Falin into the circle and then to retreat out of it. His personal book of Domi in one hand and a small vial of myrh in the other, Ve begins. "Please kneel."
Ve traces a triangle of Domi onto his forehead, "Domi Enhance your will." another triangle, inverted and connecting to the first, "Domi be with us all." Ve then encircles the triangles. "Domi Grace you as a hero."
Ve puts the small vial away and looks deep into Falin's eyes and now kneels in front of him. Whispering to the elf, "And now you have the power to free yourself of this curse." With those final words Ve makes holds his hand up and before Falin, eyes still locking with the Emerald Talon.
Ve cast the following: Owl's Wisdom, Prayer, Greater Heroism and finally Break Enchantment. Falin has a +7 save as a result
Knowing instantly if the the breaking fails Ve is prepared to Quicken a Grasping Hand to hold Falin if he changes. [hand attack Hit AC 49 grapple check 71]
K'Nara Monday December 18th, 2006 1:05:03 PM
The leader of the Talons was alarmed at first at the sounds and sight of Falin beginning his transformation--but her heart warmed when he was apparently able to fight the change.
"You can do it, Falin," she told the elf, squeezing him in a quick but powerful hug, "I believe in you." Then K'Nara stood ready to aid Gunther if he needed the extra help.
Falin with second post d20+14=33 Monday December 18th, 2006 2:30:32 PM
Falin takes K'Nara's encouragement as he moves into the marked off area prepared by Ve. He looks at Ve before the begining of the ceremony and tells him, "Thanks for helping me. I hope that someday I can return the favor."
As Ve begins his incantations Falin feel more focused and alert at his surroundings. The with a flash Ve seems to try to draw the beast out of Falin. Falin has a pained looks flow across his as there is a fight between his new personality and the old. With a sigh Falin's old self wins and the beast is expelled from Falin's body.
Brother Bertram Monday December 18th, 2006 7:59:38 PM
Bertram watches intently, worried for his comrade as well as seeine Ve perform a ritual he had never before been privy to.
Mordrid Monday December 18th, 2006 7:59:45 PM
Falin's fit occurrs before Mordrid has a chance to answer Ve's question, however the ranger takes note of he moon's current state to make note of when Falin's fits might occur (for example if it is no longer a full moon).
Gunther Monday December 18th, 2006 11:23:55 PM
Gunther nods at Valdor. Gently grasping Falin's shoulders, Gunther tries to guide him toward the circle. "Falin, ve need to go dis vay. C'mon, I know you can do dis. Ve need you to be strong...ve all do. C'mon...a little farther..." Gunther coaches Falin along, hoping that he won't have to man handle him.
Corialote and Amarth Monday December 18th, 2006 11:29:34 PM
Cori moves off to the side of the camp, though well in view off all the happenings. But before she moves off she makes a simple comment. "If it is called for I will raise a dome of ice around all those helping Falin. That will contain him for awhile and allow you to continue your help...for if he was to get loose he would be lost to the night fast." There is no sign of aggression in her voice but a tinge of concern for all involveed...especially a cousin, though her own skin is black.
She lets her mind wander the deep corridors of her schooling as she prepares for what is to come. Will they be ready for this fight as they belive they will be? It is true that the dragon will have time to heal but that will also use up some of it's powers, thus even physically in perfect condition it will not be so mentally.
Milo Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:19:28 AM
Milo watches the ritual from a distance, remaining silent all the while.
OOC: Sorry for my absence. A big wind storm knocked us out of electricity until this evening.
Nick Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:37:11 AM
Nick watches the proceedings surrounding Falin and Ve Mundr intently. he certainly could understand why some of the others were making attempts to protect any exposed flesh, which in turn made him a little apprehensive about Ve. For if Falin lost his grip on the thing that raged inside, then the protector was only a quick lunge away.
Olana Tuesday December 19th, 2006 1:40:38 AM
Olana is figuring to herself that Falin is bearing up pretty well, when he starts to change, and she takes about four involuntary steps back, torn between wanting to help and not wanting toget her head bitten off.
During the ceremony, she's muttering her own prayers. Get it out of him.... get it out...
DM Jan Tuesday December 19th, 2006 2:30:50 AM
((OOC - no worries, folks - hope folk are feeling better and that the power is back on :) ))
The sky is darkening by the time the exorcism of Koshe Marr's legacy given to Falin is completed, and Mordrid can see both of the Wold's moons - perfect circles - rising into the night, which suggests that full moons trigger the effect.
Would there be any after effects of the lycanthrope, now it has been drawn out? Anything belonging to the dark realm of Koshe Marr has a tendency to carve itself into the psyche, and the footsteps of strangeness leave a deep tread. With any profound experience, there are usually subtle, physical signs that attest to the experience, and those who now stand before him already display their own signs - anything from the Gargul sign etched on Bertram's palm, to the glint of steel in Valdor's eye, or the glow on the faces of Milo and Gunther as they look upon their loved ones. Mentally, one suspects there will be a lot of soul searching, and after their pit experience, any one of the Platinums will be able to sympathize with that.
Night time, no longer hindered by dragons and fire and smoke and death, paints a picture of serenity. This part of the Wold (with the obvious exception of the immediate area) seems particularly beautiful - unspoiled, gentle, and out on the lake, shoals of photo-luminescent fish can be seen, glowing beneath the surface as they sweep to and fro. To the east, far in the distance, the high peaks of mountains catch the moonlight.
As for the dragon, it might be worth considering, that if the fight was taken underground, then it wouldn't really matter as to day or night. It was always night down below. A thorough scout of the area would also take weeks.
Teleportation becomes a viable option, if the elves are left behind.
Falin Tuesday December 19th, 2006 3:36:42 AM
Falin colapses to the ground as his body readjusts itself to being just an elf again. As he pushes himself up to stand he is shaking a little. He looks to Ve and mouths a 'thank you'. Although, no sound escapes from his lips. His hair is damp with sweat and he looks a little pale. He walks down to the edge of the water for a moment to compose himself. On his way he gives a reasuring shoulder grasp to those he passes by.
Hopefully none of them would ever have to experience anything like this Falin thinks to himself.
The water feels cool against his skin. His skin was so hot from the ordeal. He splashes his face a few times and takes a few long drinks from the water.
He collects his things and then walks over to K'Nara. "You know I hope this is over with now, but a part of me feels sad over the whole thing. I think deep down I really enjoyed having that power and the abilities I did have." He pauses for a moment and rubs his forhead. "It almost makes me wonder what I would do if I were placed in the situation again. I am scared about what may lie in wait within my heart."
K'Nara notices that Falin's eyes have taken on a shade of yellow. Much like the yellow of the leaves when winter approaches. Just before they become dry and brittle.
Valdor Tuesday December 19th, 2006 10:35:23 AM
Hearing Falin, Valdor says,"I know what you mean, Falin. When in Koshe Marr, I experienced something different, but given powers I hadn't had before. It is nothing more than a deception,however. You have true power in your kinship with your group. Plus, the way of the werewolf is a grisly...and short, life.
You did well, my friend. Get your rest, we will leave when you feel ready. But, only when you are truly ready."
He approaches Ve and says,"You make Domi proud. That took a lot of courage and I admire you for it." Not getting mushy, he pats the cleric on the shoulder and walks off.
Lian Tuesday December 19th, 2006 3:52:35 PM
(Sorry folks, I was in Chris' boat as well, no power since the 15th. Back up for now.)
Lian smiles and looks at Falin. "I knew you could do it."
Brother Bertram Tuesday December 19th, 2006 4:40:05 PM
Bertram relaxes at the completion of the ritual, glad to see his comrade restored to himself. He quickly moved aside and gave Domi thanks for looking over them.
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 19th, 2006 6:54:05 PM
Ve nods to Falin and gives the elf a warm smile and stands. "You did well." he begins moving about the circle and extinguishing the candles when he catches Nick's eye. "Father Nicholas," he begins with a smile, "Oh now come my friend I do not deserve such looks of concern. I was far more protected and prepared than it might have seemed to the naked eye."
Valdor catches him just as the last candle is put away. He accepts the praise and credit for what it is and says nothing to belittle the offer. Ve nods, "Thank you. To the dragon I could attempt a scrying. We know much about him, perhaps enough. If you will give me say an hour I shall be ready."
With that Ve moves off a bit to say a few additional prayers of thanks to Domi that his strength prevailed and to put down the voice again rising in his mind calling him to power and the subjugation of the Wold.
K'Nara Tuesday December 19th, 2006 7:52:33 PM
K'Nara has no reservations about hugging the cured Falin.
"My mother--who is a rather wise woman--often would say 'always share what's in your heart with your friends...if it's good, it blesses all who hear it. If it's bad, then it's a burden better borne by all than by one.' " the blade singer says, then grins. "Now...let's all get some rest and make sure we are prepared to meet Lathiese in the morning."
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday December 19th, 2006 10:51:34 PM
Cori has moved off to the side near the ocean and is now seated in front of a mirror that she has produced from her pants' pocket. It is proped up against a pile of sand that she has set up.
She settles in comfortable as her voice starts the chant that draws her power. Her voice is spoken in the tongue of dragons as she reaches out a finger to touch the mirror lightly with her finger. "Show me our enemy, Lathiese." The last is said with the final intonation of her words of power.
[Greater Scrying - 24 hours - Will DC 32]
Aeralia Tuesday December 19th, 2006 11:03:17 PM
(OOC: Sorry here to for my absense as well. Had work seminars last week, and just haven't had the time since then)
When Mordid asks about her summons, the young sorceress shrugs lightly, not really sure how to explain. "Nothing more then motes of magic to enact force. No shape, no creature, just force. Same realm of magic that most offensive spells and elemental forces normally come from, just less chaotic; more structured."
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Once the moons begin to rise, and Falin begins to experience his events, Aeralia keeps to herself, observing quietly. She mumbles a few things here and there to darker corners, where no one's at, but otherwise doesn't say anything else.
She gives the afflicted elf a silent yet reassuring smile once she catches his eye after his ordeal.
Olana Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:10:19 AM
Olana smiles and gives Falin a hug. "You had us all worried there for a moment, you crazy elf," she says.
As they settle down for the evening, she sits alongside Milo. "So, what's the plan, do you think - apart from you jumping down the dragons throat and cutting your way out?"
Nick Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:30:06 AM
Nick just smiles in reaction to Ve's comment. He knows his friend well enough to fully believe that he was more than ready if things had turned bad. Still...
"I must be turning into the party worrywart in my old age," he replies with a wry grin, and runs a hand over his bald head.
And that brought forth another recollection. Just how dog tired he was. This was getting ridiculous, but after that last fight and the prayers that followed it, Nick was tired, and was finding himself increasingly grateful that the party had decided to rest this night.
Milo Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:41:33 AM
Milo yawns, leaning into Olana, "Then I steal his treasure." The halfling smiles wistfully.
DM Jan d20+25=43 Wednesday December 20th, 2006 1:52:14 AM
The night passes quietly apart from 2 separate incidents -
1) Cori concentrates on the mirror before her, and for a moment, the mirror loses its reflection and becomes completely black, as though whatever she is looking at, is surrounding by the complete absence of light. A second later, and the mirror changes abruptly, she she sees her own reflection once more. (Will Save 43)
2) At some point during the night, both Lian and Falin are approached by the elven party, where there appears to be some kind of problem. And where men might have raised voices, or even the occasional fist, here the nuances are more subtle - one or two stony glares being the worst of it. Nevertheless -
"The banisher of lycanthrope says we cannot go to fight this dragon?" asks Al'thra. "Is he asking us to run away?"
Dawn breaks (crunch), accompanied by damp, dewy ground and a flurry of bird song.
Falin d20=15 Wednesday December 20th, 2006 4:47:44 AM
Falin pulls all of the elves together and looks at them. We started with so many. Now there are so few faces... Falin thinks to himself.
In a stern voice Falin tells them, "It was discussed and the Talons and the Plats feel it is in the best interest of the Culverwood if you do not accompany us on this leg of the mission." His countenace then changes to one of compassion and caring.
"We have lost too many of who we set out with. I wish you all to return to the Culverwood. There you will be able to use the experience you have gained here at this battle to further train the younger elves there to fight. Some day we will know a free Culverwood and it will be becasue of the works and deed of all of you. I don't want to see the sacrifice that the others have made go to waste. You are not running away."
He looks directly at Al'thra. "You are not running away. You are ensuring the freedom of our people. And do not forget your experiences here. Especially the bravery and sacrifice that the other races have made."
He pauses for a moment and lets his words sink in. "I am asking you that are left to return to the Culverwood. This is an important task. Return and begin to make arrangements to make a glorious army of the Culverwood. Again, take what you have learned and apply it to the training that your new recruits will need."
OOC: Diplomacy roll 15
Valdor Wednesday December 20th, 2006 10:24:00 AM
Valdor finds Dahlia and asks,"Can you and maybe one or two others scout the area we saw in the vision? Especially the waterfall area? Take my ring to teleport there and be prepared to teleport away. We don't want a fight without all of us there."
Lian Wednesday December 20th, 2006 12:48:33 PM
Lian looks at the elven party, listening and watching. When any fists are raised, his hands glow dimly, not to intimidate but to assure those who throw down will be put down.
Looking at Falin and then the elves, the monk shakes his head. "Here is my opinion. While a free Culverwood is in the brink, I believe those who wish to stay, should stay. But those who wish to guide the next generation should leave and begin that army and tell of the others sacrifices."
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Dahlia Wednesday December 20th, 2006 5:45:08 PM
Looking up at Valdor as he makes his request, the little halfling nods.
How about I take the Talon Milo along. He looks like he can handle himself and might be able to stay out of sight.
When done talking with Valdor, Dahlia approaches Milo and quietly pulls him aside. batting he long eyelashes so that he purple eyes really stand out she asks him a quick question.
"So, you want to have a little fun?"
She then will proceed to explain that Valdor would like a quck reconoiter done of the area that we are about to invade.
Brother Bertram Wednesday December 20th, 2006 7:18:49 PM
Bertram sorts his spells in his mind and what magic he can muster if the need arises in fighting this renengade dragon.
Milo Wednesday December 20th, 2006 7:32:24 PM
Like a large cat, Milo spends his morning burrowed up against Olana. He even purrs playfully when roused. However, once he does finally arise, the halfling spends some time stretching and limbering up for whatever the day might bring.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday December 20th, 2006 10:32:34 PM
Cori growls as the mirror starts to show something and then turns back to her own reflection. She packs away the mirror and moves off, but not before scuffing her boot into the pile of sand that she had set up. "Blasted dragons anyways." Her eyes flash with unconcealed anger as she moves back into camp. She wonders about getting a little rest but is not sure what she wants to do...so she seeks out Valdor for a little distraction. Once she finds him she tries to bring back the smile and all but still anger burns in her eyes. "What you up to?"
Amarth has wisely moved off to find a place to get a little rest. When his Mistress gets into one of these moods she can sometimes be a hard one to handle.
Nick Thursday December 21st, 2006 12:13:35 AM
Nick sleeps like a baby, and awakes for his morning prayers refreshed and feeling more like his old self.
"Dahlia, whatever you're about to do, please be careful?"
Olana Thursday December 21st, 2006 12:21:50 AM
While Milo's out limbering and scouting, Olana puts in some archery practice. In her mind, something is brewing, and on more than one occasion, she glances in Mordrid's direction. Up to her experience in Koshe Marr, she'd always been wary, or maybe even a little scared of him. A lot of her perceptions had changed though, recently, and she found herself wondering about something. Maybe when they were done killing this dragon, she'd ask him something. The worst he could do was say 'No,' right?
DM Jan Thursday December 21st, 2006 1:14:26 AM
((OOC - folks, I'm making one or two clumsy assumptions here, but I need to keep things moving. I also realise some of you aren't feeling too good, and/or have the Holiday to get organised, or have power outages. No worries. I'm not going to drop the dragon fight on you over the holiday week, but we could do with heading in that direction so we're ready for it at the start the New Year.
Regular posting ends this Friday, and then we resume on Jan 2nd. I'll play things by ear during the break. If you want to post, please do so.
Also, we'll be having our usual holiday thing in the Giggling Ghost, beginning the eve of the 24th, where you can roll a dice once a day and try for the usual weird and wacky selection of presents from the tree. It's wild, total anarchy, and fun, so join us if you can.))
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While the others are getting through breakfast or morning practice, Dahlia, Milo (and anyone else who wanted in on this trip) borrow Valdor's teleport ring and get a fix on the area near the waterfall.
They arrive on a ledge of smooth, light grey stone and are immediately covered in spray. The falls behind them weave their way down from the mountains, and at this point drop into what looks like a fairly narrow, dark hole. The water's passage obviously shifts underground at this point. There doesn't appear to be a viable entry point underground, unless of course you wanted to get pulverized.
Looking out from the ledge, they can see the lake in the distance below, and a treeline that obscures the camp/battlefield. the water does not re-emerge further down the hill, so it looks as though it flows straight into the lake from underground.
Climbing downward over scrub and limestone, the terrain descends as a series of short plateaus. They look almost like a huge giants set of stairs. These plateaus are pockmarked with holes, where the stone is worn away by the weather. Most of the holes are quite shallow, some are dry, some contain water.
However, one of them is of considerable size, an impressive 25 feet across. The land directly below it and leading down toward the trees and the lake is dry but looks like a stream bed, suggesting that on some occasions perhaps, this hole acts like a blow hole during storms and flooding, allowing water up from underground, and down the hill in a torrent. Going off the growing vegetation, it appears that the immediate area has been dry for quite a while.
The 25 ft hole appears to lead directly down, into rock. A mix of shadow and morning light tells those looking down that it's climbable, with care, and seems to level off about 40 ft down. Anything deeper than that is obscured in darkness. There's a scent coming out of that hole, too, a faint mixture of acidity and something rotting.
The scouting party reports back to camp and tells all.
Meanwhile, the elves appear to be reconciled to staying behind and not joining in the dragon fight. Something has struck a chord, a realization has set in, and Al'thra tells both Lian and Falin in a low voice - "Well, we certainly understand the need for an army."
K'Nara Thursday December 21st, 2006 3:53:46 AM
After her usual pre-dawn session of blade singer training, K'Nara then went to Olana and Mordrid with a question:
"Is there any way to get some sticky sap from the plant life around here? I have an idea that may help out with Lathiese, but I need to coat some scraps of cloth with something that will make them stick fast...to dragon hide..."
Lian Thursday December 21st, 2006 8:04:02 AM
The monk claps Al'thra on the shoulder. "Then be safe. Go now before things heat up."
Ve Mundr Thursday December 21st, 2006 11:07:41 AM
Ve takes a head count of all who are going in the morning and then sits down to pray. The Magic Carpet he kneels upon sits just off the ground and faces into the rising sun. Upon completion Ve goes through a short exercise of his own involving several castings. The air about the Hierophant hums to life and becomes almost plyable as he calls upon the touch of Domi in Strength and in protection. Within an hour he is done and then meets at the breakfast area. Ve has some bread, cheese, wine and fruit in his haversack that he eats while discussions begin.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Mordrid Thursday December 21st, 2006 11:33:29 AM
Mordrid looks toward Olana, as if to say 'hmmm'.
"I think anything dealing with plant life is going to take some time. They either have to drip out or be boiled."
The ranger looks out at the lake and rembers the fish. A fast easy catch, and the gall bladders should do nicely; full of nice sticky icky.
K'nara hears the ranger say, "fish." He rises and grabs a burlap sack; whistling at Gunther's Cat, he motions to join. Spinning around, "Olano, if you think of something better and faster, stop me, please."
Laughing as he heads to the beach,K'nara over hears the ranger saying, "This idea stinks... or at least its going to stink."
The ranger goes about his task as quickly as possible. Once he captures a few fish, he guts them with his hunting knife and removes their gall bladders. Holding the purple sacs up by the intestinal junction, he watches it jiggle like jelly. "That should do."
He returns to K'nara with his find. "These things are full of goo. Should work. Care to share your plan with me?"
The air is rank.
K'Nara Thursday December 21st, 2006 1:48:23 PM
The red-headed blade singer grins at Mordrid.
"Clever." she nods at the gluey stuff yielded by the gall bladders. "Well, THIS is what I have in mind: I have a tunic that I can into about half-a-dozen strips..." She shows the ranger by actually doing so in front of him, and holds up one of the scraps of cloth, now about six inches by twelve inches.
"What I'm thinking of is this: I want to apply gluey stuff to one side of each scrap of cloth, then fold the cloth on itself so that the stickiness stays protected. These cloths would have a Silence spell cast on them--and then some brave soul can possibly unfold the cloth and slap the sticky side onto Lathiese's snout...Silencing the dragon without having to worry about his natural resistence to having the spell cast directly on him." Here K'Nara shrugs fatalistically.
"Of course, the tough part would be having someone get close enough to the dragon to slap the cloth in place without becoming dragon chow...but that's a minor detail..."
Valdor Thursday December 21st, 2006 2:44:37 PM
Valdor spends the evening and night curled up against Cori. He wakes early and goes out into the trees that are left to warm up his muscles. He leaves his armor off and just practices in his pants. He decides to take a dip and watches Mordrid with curiosity.
When K'Nara states her plan, Valdor says,"Well, I'm not sure about the brave part, but crazy would be more like it. I think our blinking halfing would be good for the part. I would do it, but I can't take even one attack off from a dragon. Nor can any of the warriors. We must inflict all the direct heavy damage we can and quickly. One missed attack againsta dragon could mean death to someone. It is a great idea, though."
He goes to Cori, Ingrge, Nick, and Ve before they prepare their spells and says,"We will need water breathing, stoneskins, bears endurance, bulls strength, freedom of movement and acid resistance mostly, I'm guessing. Dispel magics, find traps, fly, and levitate are others that could come in handy. Cori, that teleportation circle was great and could be used when we are finished."
Mordrid Thursday December 21st, 2006 3:38:38 PM
Mordrid responds to K'nara, "Ohhh, well, that's what arrows are for. Why don't you just cast silence on one of my arrows? I'll make sure to put it wherever you want it."
Dahlia / Ingrge Thursday December 21st, 2006 6:07:43 PM
Dahlia almost grins as she hears Valdor call her their blinking halfling and then pipes in.
"Actually I can do one better. I will use my cape and dimension door right onto his back and slap a few of them on him as I run down his back. That way he won't be able to reach them as easily." Mordrid can then use his silence arrows and between the two of them we shold be good to go. I also can use my wand to make us all invisible, even after attacking."
*****
Ingrge looks up at Valdor as he speaks with his spell suggestions and then responds. "Ok, so which spells do people need and can use. I was thinking haste spells cast on as many of the fighters would be helpful as well. I will also create a telepathic bond between myself, K'nara, Bertram, Olana, Milo, and you Valdor and since you have contact with the other Platinums we will for the most part be in communication. With a second one I could include the rest as well and then we could all communicate, at least for a while. I can assist with the stoneskins as I have 5 such spells memorized currently, though they may not be quite as strong as you are used to. Also in addition I will be using a spectral hand to be casting spell upon some of you during the battle. I will communicte with you just before I cast it so you will be ready.
spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, spectral hand 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing***, haste. 4th - stone skin*****, scrying, bestow curse 5th - rary's telepathic bond**, Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - contingency (in place), greater dispel magic**, true seeing**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Milo Thursday December 21st, 2006 6:47:31 PM
Content to let the more experienced halfling rogue take the foolish risks, Milo sits back quietly, and listens to the plans unfold.
Falin Thursday December 21st, 2006 10:17:46 PM
As the elves make up their mind on what to do Falin looks at them with pride. He felt like a father watching his children leave the house for the first time.
Falin removes his bow from his back and begins to check it for any possible damage. He checks the string and all of the bindings, applying oil where needed. He then takes out his arrows and checks to see that they are all in good shape. He does the same with the rest of his equipment as well. Preparing for what was to come.
K'Nara Friday December 22nd, 2006 1:52:32 AM
K'Nara nods at Mordrid's assertion about being able to place his arrows just so on a dragon.
"You've the experience, I'm sure..." the blade singer concedes, "...and shooting such arrows would be safest--but arrows tend to bounce off dragonhide. However...there's no law that says we can't do both the sticky cloths AND the arrows..."
Falin with second post Friday December 22nd, 2006 8:08:08 AM
Hearing the conversation Falin chimes in, "You could sticky the ends of the arrows. It may be a bit harder to gauge the accuracy, but the arrows would stick to the dragon and it would be safer than getting close to the dragon."
Valdor Friday December 22nd, 2006 11:53:02 AM
Valdor jumps when Dahlia appears out of nowhere and says,"One of these days you're going to give me a heart attack you nut! And the cape was what I was referring to."
He responds to Ingrge with,"Good choices as well. I leave it to you to decide who gets what spells. As for me, I would like stone skin, water breathing, freedom of movement, acid resistance and bears endurance. I have the rest covered."
Ve Mundr Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:04:12 PM
"I remind everyone, especially my fellow spellcasters, that the dragon mya have allies and will likely attempt to disrupt our own spells. To that thought, I think the most powerful of us should cast the Waterbreathing spells. I will carry a quick version of the spell in case the unthinkable occurs. Before casting any personal physical enhancement spells, make sure the target does not already possess a magical item that performs the same task. As a point, any such spell is pointless to place on me."
Olana Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:50:55 PM
Noting that the 'sticky situation' appears to have been covered, Olana asks - "Are we going to be climbing down that hole? How much rope do we need? I have 2 50ft lengths."
If she can find some more around the camp, she'll appropriate it. If she can find torches, she'll grab those, too. Seeing in dim light was all very well, but complete darkness was another matter.
Nick Friday December 22nd, 2006 2:58:20 PM
"I'll hit those who need it with Holy Aura, too," Nick says, adding to the conversation on protection. " And it sounds like water breathing is definitely a must."
DM Jan Friday December 22nd, 2006 3:05:01 PM
The group gear up and get ready for what could be a very nasty encounter. The silver dragon has landed and is perched on a nearby rock, wings folded in.
The elves make ready to leave. There are hugs and looks of determination. The ships are setting sail for the Big Float accross the water. Soon, this place of recent devastation will be reclaimed by the nature surrounding it.
Past the trees, to the east, the foothills and the dragon's lair awaits.
Corialote and Amarth Friday December 22nd, 2006 4:34:36 PM
Cori is up just as soon as Valdor is moving as well. She had not meant to spend so much time resting but it was comfortable and maybe the last chance she had for peace for awhile. She kisses Valdor before he leaves and then moves off to study her own spells.
When Valdor shows up with suggestions she smiles and shakes her head. "I must be able to read your mind." She had been preparing those same spell in the time he was exercising. Laying a hand upon his cheek she cannot help but smile. "Let's make sure they all make it through this." Before he can reply she steals another quick kiss and then moves to his side.
Amarth comes winging in from the few undamaged trees to light on his Mistress's shoulder. He seems well rested if not a little worried. Still he does not seem to be willing to leave his Mistress's side unless for good reason.
Spells*coming*
Lian Friday December 22nd, 2006 4:55:47 PM
The monk stands waiting with nothing much on his mind.
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Brother Bertram Friday December 22nd, 2006 7:23:23 PM
Bertram considers his spells carefully, and listens to what each of the others have available. He will probably end up spending his precious spells more on healing than offense.
K'Nara Friday December 22nd, 2006 7:57:00 PM
"I'm wearing a magic belt that enhances my strength." K'Nara volunteers as information. "But I, too, could use Bear's Endurance, Stone Skin, Freedom of Movement and some acid resistance...oh, as well as the water breathing spell, too."
Falin Saturday December 23rd, 2006 3:53:20 AM
"Everything I have augments my archer abilities. And with the bonus of magiked arrows I should have no problem." He looks back up, "At least I hope I shouldn't have a problem." He says with a smile.
Valdor Saturday December 23rd, 2006 2:34:29 PM
Valdor looks around at the group and smiles. He says aloud so everyone can hear,"It is time to finish what we came to do. We have all worked well together and will need to do so again to defeat this menace. This dragon will be much tougher than those three reds were.
Just a couple of things to remember, hit hard and fast. There can be no hesitation on anyone's part. I will try to draw this dragon's main attacks to myself to give everyone a chance to attack unmolested. Look out for your companions and communicate when something happens. This dragon likes to drown its victims, so it is likely to dive into the water after snatching someone in its mouth. We must be ready to react.
No matter what happens, I am proud to have travelled and fought with you all as my friends. While we may have had a minor disagreement, it is my pleasure to name you all as friends.
Mages and clerics, you will need to cast the shorter duration spells just before combat. Some of the longer lasting spells, we can cast now or when we get to the entrance. I leave it to you to decide what to cast and when. If we succeed, and I believe with all my heart we will, we will find his treasure as a group and get what we can. When he dies, we will need to hurry and do that. Let's go kill this evil monster."
Falin Monday December 25th, 2006 4:30:22 AM
Falin stops what he is doing for a moment and looks to the sky. He squints real hard and then exclaims to everyone else, "Did anyone else see that? I thought I saw something in a sleigh being pulled by some herd animals."
Posting Reports for Monday December 25th, 2006 7:16:49 AM
The Platinum Dragons Game For the week of Dec 18,2006
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan H.-XXXXX Valdore---XXXXXS Mordrid---MOO2O Fr.Nick---OXXXX Dahlia----OOXXO VE Mont---XXOXX Coralot---XXXOX
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Posting Report for Game# 3 The Emeral Talons The week of Dec 18,2006
Lian Monday December 25th, 2006 2:53:31 PM
Lian looks at Falin. "That lycanthropy got to you good my friend. Attled your mind."
"I could use a Haste, Stoneskin and Freedom of Movement as well. Though, anything to improve my defense is always appreciated."
[OOC: I go out for surgery on the 5th and will likely be incognito for a couple of days until I get mobile. I will post prior to the surgery, but I will not post for a couple of days.]
Donna - OOC Monday December 25th, 2006 5:30:50 PM Merry Christmas, everyone!
Ve Mundr Tuesday December 26th, 2006 11:12:04 PM
Ve listens to the discussions and keeps his mouth closed, probably due to all the food he keeps placing into it. He nods a few times, surpresses a smile and a small shake of his head as if some private joke had been told for his ears only, but mostly stares to an unseen distant point and eats and drinks.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements
Nick Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:19:47 PM
Nick's thinking is along the same lines as Bertram, being a healer first and foremost. healing and protection. Let the big lions roar, while the clerics did the patching up. It seemed to work. He's intending to cast some form of protection while they're all together, probably at the entrance to the lair.
Olana Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:21:00 PM
Hopefully having gathered up a reasonable amount of rope, Olana is ready to go. "A stoneskin would be nice," she says as spells are discussed.
DM Jan Wednesday December 27th, 2006 7:49:00 PM
And so, the group ventures forth, eventually arriving at the plateau that contains the entrance to the dragon's lair.
Up here in the foothills, the air is cool and the breeze is strong. In the distance below, the group can see the three ships sailing outward onto the lake, accompanied by fish of some kind that leap in and out of the water.
Behind the plateau to the east, the ground rises further, eventually becoming mountains of some size. Mordrid and Olana both see tracks leading further up, as if heading for these mountains. They're big, human; not those of the groups earlier scouting party. The barbarians perhaps? Those who had elected to explore this land further?
As for the plateau itself - a shelf of pale rock approx 60ft square, it is pockmarked with small depressions, and everyone must watch their step. At the approximate centre lies the 25 ft diameter large hole. Tiny plants are clinging to it's edges and part way down. It's walls look knobbly and climbable, and after a 40ft drop, it seems to level off and become hidden in gloom. At the edge of the hole, the scent of acid and rot wafts up from below
Milo Thursday December 28th, 2006 3:15:30 AM
Milo peers down into the hole with a look of lesser enthusiasm. With a deep sigh, the halfling quickly changes out his boots of speed, placing them in his haversack, for slippers of spider climb. "If nobody minds, I think I'll have a quick look down the hole."
Valdor(Cloak of Arachnid) Thursday December 28th, 2006 11:30:35 AM
Valdor peers over the ledge. He frowns when he smells the awful odors and says quietly,"Now is the time for any long lasting spells. Cori, I'll take a stoneskin, if you don't mind. And whatever other spells will last for a long while. We don't know how long it will be before we fight, so we need to be cautious with our spells, but we don't want to get surprised and not be ready either. He'll know we are coming before we get to him."
Valdor waits for Cori to cast on him, then starts down the side that will turn into the roof at the bottom.
K'Nara Thursday December 28th, 2006 1:57:18 PM
K'Nara makes sure that her earclip was in place and then waited to see if she received the requested spells: Bear's Endurance, Stone Skin, Freedom of Movement, Water Breathing and whatever magic form of acid resistence there may be available.
Falin Thursday December 28th, 2006 11:56:00 PM
Falin looks over the edge and says to no one in particular, "And I stood on the edge and peered in the the Abyss and soon found it peering back at me."
He does one more check to make sure his bow and arrows are good and pulls out 4 rods from his quiver. "These might make the trip down go a little better." He hold them up for everyone, "Immovable rods."
Ve Mundr Friday December 29th, 2006 12:23:47 PM
Ve gazes down the hole with his Darkvision even as Milo begins to dscend. "You know Milo he'll know you are there almost as soon as you pop you head in?" The cleric is sliding on his full faced battle helm even as he says this, but careful eyes spot the hint of a smile. Ve then closes his eyes briefly and holds out his hand in gesture of a group blessing, "Domi bless us, keep with us and allow us all to pursue this foe where ever it may flee. Grant me the wisdom and courage to aid my comrades in thier needs." Looking to Valdor and partially to K'Nara, "I can bless two of us with Freedom of Movement now and at a moments notice grant 2 more the same if the need arises. Before we go down we really need to set our roles in this combat. Mine, will be between the two of you, Valdor and K`Nara, which I assume will be directly before the creatures maw."
[Cast Water Breathing Everyone 2hr 50min per person CL 22] [Cast Status x2 Everyone 22 hours each] [Cast Daylight on my Shield CL 22] [Cast Protection Energy Acid on Cori, Father Nicholas, Aerlia. Duration 220 minutes]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs
Valdor Friday December 29th, 2006 2:52:23 PM
Valdor replies to Ve,"No, she won't be right there. I will take the head and the brunt of it. His main attack is to bite and drag under water. I will survive longer if he does use that attack. It's not demeaning of her abilities, but I can simply handle more punishment. I won't put you or Mordrid up there either. You guys need to kill him while he attacks me."
K'Nara Friday December 29th, 2006 6:45:07 PM
"Well..." K'Nara says in an aggrieved tone, "...I happened to survive getting chewed up by a red dragon, Valdor...I daresay I could likely survive getting nipped by a black dragon..." However, her mock angst is dispelled by a grin and a wink.
"If you believe you're better equipped, I'll not argue." she says amiably. "Mostly because I truly don't feel like becoming another dragon snack again..."
Lian Saturday December 30th, 2006 10:44:41 AM
The monk smiles, looks at Milo, then at Olana. "Um, bait. But a mere morsel." He says with a wink.
Valdor Sunday December 31st, 2006 2:27:32 AM
Valdor says over his shoulder as he's climbing,"Oh, I don't doubt you, but if those reds were working for the black, he's probably much worse. Besides, my paternal instincts are kicking in these days. And with us soon retiring, it will humor this old man to be in front of possibly his last dragon. Of course, any time you face a dragon, it could be your last time, I suppose. Anyway, you are soon to be celebrated and elevated to Dragons, and how would it look if your group showed up and you were dead? And while I was with you, no less?! See, this way, if I get caught, you will have saved me. I like that story."
He's glad he's down a few feet, as his eyes water up at some of those thoughts.
Lian d20+20=31 d20+10=25 Monday January 1st, 2007 11:54:19 AM
The monk waits, on edge and vigilante.
(Listen 31, Spot 25)
Ve Mundr Monday January 1st, 2007 1:10:27 PM
Ve takes out his Carpet of Flying and stands upon it as it lowers him at the same rate of Valdor's climbing. "Very Well, K`nara will not be there and I will be standing next to you in front of the dragon while the rest encircled it and cut him down."
Aeralia Monday January 1st, 2007 10:26:43 PM
Aeralia follows along silently, doing as she's told.
If asked about spells and enhancements, she states she's no ability for such things, but has a few scrolls she might supply if they'd be needed. (OOC: Waterbreathing, Fly, Non-Detection, Mage Armor and Shield being ones offered if the offer is persued)
Once it seems like they are close to battle, she'll retrieve two scrolls from a case at her hip, and quietly recites the written magics, forming protections upon herself.
As preperation continues, the young sorceress remains her quiet self, with an expression of worry and doubt on her face, and a slight shake in her knees.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast Mage Armor and Shield from scrolls once they are read to descend.
Aeralia Monday January 1st, 2007 10:26:43 PM
Aeralia follows along silently, doing as she's told.
If asked about spells and enhancements, she states she's no ability for such things, but has a few scrolls she might supply if they'd be needed. (OOC: Waterbreathing, Fly, Non-Detection, Mage Armor and Shield being ones offered if the offer is persued)
Once it seems like they are close to battle, she'll retrieve two scrolls from a case at her hip, and quietly recites the written magics, forming protections upon herself.
As preperation continues, the young sorceress remains her quiet self, with an expression of worry and doubt on her face, and a slight shake in her knees.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Cast Mage Armor and Shield from scrolls once they are read to descend.
Mordrid Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 1:03:42 PM
Mordrid, standing up top, waits to see if everyone can get safely down before he himself places his ring of feather fall on. Then taking the big step, he floats downward; using the immovable rods when needed.
"I guess we're just going right on in then?"
Lian Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 5:40:38 PM
The monk prepares to cast his set of spells.
"If anyone has a Stoneskin, Spell Resistance or Holy Aura, I'll accept them happily." :)
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Brother Bertram Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 6:11:46 PM
Bertram moves over to Lian and murmurs a few words to Domi, a glow enveloping Lian for a moment then fading slowly. "There you go Friend Lian."
(Stoneskin)
Milo Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 8:51:07 PM
Milo glances back toward the gathered heroes, and smiles grimly, "Ve... I expect that he knows I'm here now. That doesn't change what I plan to do to him." The halfling rogue displays a feral grin before proceeding further down the hole, crouched up against the inside of the wall.
Ingrge / Dahlia Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 10:17:23 PM
Dahlia looks around at every one and ocne again asks if anyone else would like to have a greater invisibility spell placed upon them.
***
Ingrge looks around looking at whomever asked for spells and casts them on whomever asks for them.
4 Stoneskins (130)
After casting the stoneskins he casts the following spells touching each party member in turn as needed.
3 water breathing (These three spells will allow the entire party water breathing for 4 hours) 2 Rary's telepathic bond spells (whole party communication for 130 minutes)
spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, spectral hand 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - stone skin*(4used), scrying, bestow curse 5th - rary's telepathic bond(2 used), Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - contingency (in place), greater dispel magic**, true seeing**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday January 2nd, 2007 10:35:04 PM
Cori nods her head as they start to prepare for the coming fight. She moves around the group adding what little protection that she has to those that she chooses. Two of her spells are powerful enough to effect the whole group before they start to break up. "I also have the ability to increase the chance for extra damage...anyone interested?" She will apply keen to anyone's weapon that can make use of it. "Once we all get down there give me a couple of minutes to pump out one last spell that will make life easier for the whole group." She intends to cast a haste spell that will allow a lot of the fighter and others looking for damage to move faster.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 48 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes]
Nick Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:43:18 AM
Peering gingerly down the hole and wrinkling his nose for a moment, Nick then clears his throat softly and begins an incantation, gathering power from that given to him by the blessed Alemi, until those around him, and in need of the spell feel it's protective aura settle on their shoulders.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Cat's Grace; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:50:53 AM
K'Nara quaffs a potion of Cat's Grace and thanks the spellcasters for their additional protection spells.
"Are we all prepared, then?" the blade singer asks aloud, looking to see if there's anything or anyone they'd forgotten. Then she adds: "I'd think that Milo may benefit best from that Greater Invisibility...him or Ingrge..."
Once all the spells stop flying, K'Nara descends using Falin's offered Rods and/or the rope as needed.
Olana Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 12:56:58 AM
Olana braces herself before descending into the dark hole, taking on the spells offered.
"All this will make my hair curl," she says with a grim smile, before thanking Ingrge, Cori, Nick and Aeralia.
She then watches Milo dexcend into the gloom for a moment, before lodging her grappling hook in a crevice and climbing down via rope. She's tempted to say "Race you," to Falin, on the way down, but instead she just smiles.
Falin Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:29:10 AM
Falin looks on as everyone preparres themselves for what miight lay ahead. He waits until the others have descended and then follows behind. Using the rods and keeping them with him when he gets to the bottom. Never can be to sure when you might need one of these things.
DM Jan Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:31:10 AM
(( Welcome back everyone! Hope you all had a good holiday break :) ))
The group make their way down into the gloom, some floating gracefully, others climbing nimbly, some collecting a few scratches on the way down as climbing is obviously not their forte.
During the descent, the smell increases in potency, catching in the back of the throat, perhaps making one wonder just exactly what's down here.
Milo is the first to land on the tunnel floor, followed shortly by the others. Straight ahead is a high arch of darkness and the sound of dripping water. However, the downward angle of the tunnel floor is a little more apparent than perhaps it should be, for there is a slight glow ahead, that dances slightly. Those with low light vision will recognize that it is distant torch light coming around from a bend in the distance, maybe 80 feet away. Odd? Maybe.
The tunnel ceiling looks to be about thirty feet high.
((OOC - combat mode, if you would be so kind, folks - HPs, AC and spells in the header.))
Mordrid AC 37 / HP 231 (Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:49:48 AM
Upon landing, the ranger casts 'protection from acid' on himself. (I will cast more on the following rounds)
The ranger, with movement left, decides to consume a potion of 'water breathing'.
With a thumb over his shoulder, he signals to Cori that he would like a keen spell on the arrows in his quiver. (Will that stack with the arrow's current +5 enhancement? If not don't bother)
Loud enough for the others to hear, yet soft enough not to reverberate down the cave, "Don't cast invisibility on me. We need a rally point, and the dragon will need someone to focus on."
"Before we advance, let's get some more spells up." DM, if allowed the time he will cast : detect snares and pits, cats grace, bears endurance, resist acid on two others, dark vision and freedom of movement.
[spell lvl 1: detect snares and pits / resist energy acid / resist energy acid / resist energy acid. spell lvl 2: cat's grace / bears endurance / protection from acid / protection from fire. spell lvl 3: dark vision 60', water walk, water walk, greater magic fang +5. spell lvl 4: freedom of movement, freedom of movement, freedom of movement.]
Ve Mundr AC 45 HP 235 SR 34 Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 1:09:55 PM
Ve lands but remains on the carpet. During the dscent he casts Spell Resistance on Father Nicholas, Aerlia, Cori and himself. SR 34 He then places Freedom of Movement on Himself and Valdor.
"Looking at Mordrid and then at Valdor, "Mordrid, The dragon will have a focus point in me and Valdor." Ve shield throws the light of day all around him and with that beacon he moves to take the lead and close about 30' to the bobbing light ahead.
[Cast Water Breathing Everyone 2hr 50min per person CL 22] [Cast Status x2 Everyone 22 hours each] [Cast Daylight on my Shield CL 22] [Cast Protection Energy Acid on Cori, Father Nicholas, Aerlia. Duration 220 minutes]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Cat's Grace; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 4:10:31 PM
"I'll only be needing Freedom of Movement." K'Nara lets the ranger know, eyeing the route. "I want to stick close enough to you, though, to cast Silence on your arrows, seeing as how your aim seems the best."
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 Bless Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 7:37:53 PM
Bertram murmurs a quick Blessing over everyone and then brushes his hand over the gems he has prepared for the upcoming battle hoping they can help.
(OOC Everyone is Blessed for what good it will do hehe)
Milo (AC 29, hp 96) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 8:33:31 PM
Once he hits the ground, Milo changes out his slippers in favor of boots of speed, replacing the slippers into his haversack. Then remembering his first wrestling match with the dragon, "If someone has a spare freedom of movement, I'd like that very much."
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 10:58:57 PM
It occurs to Nick while scrambling down the hole, and on seeing Mordrid glide downward that perhaps a featherfall spell might have been appropriate. Still, no sense in using up something just to seem a little less clumsy.
As the group move in, he tries to keep at the centre of it, so as to be close for healing purposes.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace) d20+16=28 d20+17=27 Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:08:53 PM
Olana narrows her eyes, concentrating on what lies ahead, as the group start into the tunnel.
SPOT dc 28 LISTEN dc 27
DM Jan Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:51:01 PM
The group makes final preparations and starts to head down the tunnel. Shadow shrinks back abruptly as Ve's lighted shield pushes forward. The tunnel now appears ahead as almost cylindrical and grey-walled.
As for that light ahead - the group come across a torch laying on the ground. Was it left there to light the way? Or dropped unintentionally? The way leads on down, with slight twists and turns. In places, the walls seem moist, and the temperature levels off to a standard 50 degrees.
Suddenly, a sharp bellow of pain - "AAARGH!" can be heard from further underground.
((OOC - I'll send out a map tomorrow.))
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance) Wednesday January 3rd, 2007 11:56:08 PM
Valdor, literally buzzing with magical energies has an almost bewildered look in his eyes. He says quietly to Ve,"I feel like I am floating with all these spells going. We need to be ready to counter a Dispel Magic, in case he is ready."
He turns to Aerelia and asks,"Will you be able to cast that Wall of Force, should he breathe down this tunnel at us? It would really be good to have that ready, if you can."
He then says quietly,"Dahlia, you and Milo take the point and watch for traps. Ve, K'Nara, Gunther, and myself will come next. Mordrid, you, Nick, and Bertram have the rear. The others fall in between K'Nara and Mordrid. We need to keep a little distance between us, maybe five feet per group, just in case the ground falls out from under us all. We can't just rush in, but we can't waste these spells, either, so let's move. Mordrid, keep an eye out above us and behind us, my brother."
He turns to Cori just before moving and mouths and smiles. It's a smile of contentment, that his heart after so many years, is at peace. No troubles line his face now, just peace. He blows her a kiss and then turns back and nods to Dahlia.
Falin (AC 20 HP 63) Thursday January 4th, 2007 12:36:52 AM
The smell of acid in the air is strong enough that Falin swears he can taste it in his mouth. Falin draws his bow and readies an arrow. Nothing good can come of this he thinks to himself. If things start to get dicey he will have to get off as many arrows as quickly as possible. He couldn't do alot of damage, but he was sure it could be annoying to whatever he fired upon. He stays near the rear to one side to try to get the cleanest shot possible.
Falin will pick up the torch and extinguish it. Placing it in his quiver he continues with the group.
Mordrid AC 37 / HP 231 (Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:21:08 AM
The ranger responds to Ve, "I have a reputation for turning the heads of dragons."
Mordrid casts freedom of movement on K'Nara.
Lian (hps114, AC37)Stoneskin,bear's endurance,bull's strength Thursday January 4th, 2007 1:02:21 PM
After scream, Lian looks at Knara and Valdor. "I'm going. Any suggests?"
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 262/263; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency Thursday January 4th, 2007 5:41:28 PM
Ingrge casts his 5 stone skin spells on Bertram, Mordrid, Falin Milo and himself. (all add an additional 130 hps) and then casts a few more odds and ends as he makes his way down with the rest of the group. placing himself in the second group so he can effectively reach bothe ends of the group, Ingrge walks along staff in hand. Using his unusual eyesight, Ingrge scans the passage and the cave for anything out of the ordinary. doing his best to ignore those that are accompanying him. Once at the bottom he contacts Mordrid and Valdor though hte link and then uses his spectral hand to cast two more spells placing true seeing upon Mordrid and Valdor (130 rounds)
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Vampiric touch**, clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire Thursday January 4th, 2007 5:55:22 PM
Dahlia locates Milo and moves up front with him, taking the left side of the passage leaving him with the right. So Milo would you like to be invisible? As she waits for an answer she swallows a small vial of liquid and then looks back at her skulking partner offering him a small vial of liquid. Or perhaps you would like to be able to breathe fire three times over the next hour?
At Valdor's signal she looks over at Milo and starts off at a careful pace.
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 48 rounds Status - 13,200 rounds water breating - 3600 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 600 rounds
Brother Bertram AC32 HP 103 Bless Thursday January 4th, 2007 7:44:20 PM
Bertram takes a couple of the gems into his off hand, wanting to be ready to aid how he can.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Thursday January 4th, 2007 7:54:41 PM
K'Nara nods her thanks to Mordrid and deftly unsheathes her bastard sword from its customary home on her back.
"After you..?" she asks him with a twinkle in her eye.
Milo (AC 29, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Thursday January 4th, 2007 8:07:25 PM
"Thank you Ingrge, that will come in handy I'm sure." Stepping to the front with Dahlia, "I'm not sure that it will help me to be invisible... though breathing fire might be a nice surprise for the beastie." Milo takes the vial of liquid and drinks it down quickly as he moves, eyes wide for trouble, assuming Dahlia is near since he cannot see her.
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci Thursday January 4th, 2007 10:57:21 PM
Cori moves over to stand near Mordrid but instead of touching the arrows she touches his bow instead. "Your bow now has a better chance of scoring you extra damage in the fight." She then pulls out another spell that will leave the whole group hopping.
She moves ever so slowly to Valdor and taking his head in her hands kisses him solidly on the mouth. After a couple of minutes she pulls away. "That is for luck." Her cloak swishes as she moves off and starts to prepare for the countering of a dragon.
Amarth perched upon his Mistress's shoulder has been quiet during all of this and you get the feeling that he maybe a little scared. Cori's hand comes up several times to touch and scratch his head lightly.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 48 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): - doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 48 rounds]
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:22:12 PM
Nick frowns as he hears the scream coming from somewhere ahead.
"Has someone beaten us to the punch?" he asks incredulously.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace) Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:23:59 PM
Olana pulls an arrow to her bow as she sees some of the others move forward.
"Careful!" she hisses. "It could be a trap!"
DM Jan Thursday January 4th, 2007 11:40:42 PM
The group get into formation and advance.
Dahlia and Milo are perhaps a little disappointed initially, as there are no traps, no pits, no funny business whatsoever. It's just a plain old tunnel with the sound of someone screaming at the end of it.
The tunnel floor flattens out, and the ceiling begins to rise abruptly, as though there is a cavern beyond.
However, the way forward is blocked - filled with a HUGE mass of deep purple, undulating skin. Right here the scent of acid and rot gives way to something more earthy. For here is a monster of some size - a gargantuan purple worm.
The entire group arrive just in time to see it swallow what looks like one of the barbarian warriors from the now-defunct Iron Fist!
((OOC - I sent out the map tonight. If anyone out there hasn't got it, put your email address in with your post and I'll send it on.))
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Friday January 5th, 2007 12:09:49 AM
Valdor whispers to Cori,"I don't believe in luck. But, if it makes you kiss me like that, I could start believing...be careful."
Upon seeing the worm, Valdor says,"Keep your eyes open for that dragon. This is probably his pet and it's a decoy. One of you spellcasters light up the ceiling and as far back in the chamber as you can! Everyone spread out to the sides of it and let's finish it quick, before the dragon shows up. If anyone still lacks protections, speak up now to one of the spellcasters!"
He moves around to the left of the worm they are facing, but stays a few feet away until he can get all his attacks off. As he moves, he looks around and up at the cavern with his new true seeing to see if the dragon is invisible and hiding.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=47 d20+35=55 d20+30=32 d20+40=51 d20+40=51 d8+5=7 d8+5=6 d8+5=11 d8+5=11 d8+5=6 Friday January 5th, 2007 12:53:26 AM I hope I got everything right. I have never had so many spells placed on me before
At the sight of the worm Falin sharply exhales. It was so much larger than any of the stories he had ever heard. "I hate the color purple on a worm." Falin says as he lets arrows fly on target.
AC 47 HP 7 AC 55 HP 6 AC 32 HP 11 AC 51 HP 11 AC 51 HP 6
Lian (hps114, AC37)Stoneskin,bear's endurance,bull's strength Friday January 5th, 2007 6:29:34 AM
The monk's hands begin glowing green and he waits for a signal. He is glab that he didn't charge full into this tunnel.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
(OOC: I have surgery in 4 hours, so I will be out for a couple of days and will not be posting.)
Nellie Friday January 5th, 2007 8:12:04 AM
Sorry for missing out lately...took a trip to AZ and had no internet access. Will try and post tonight.
Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(361) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless) Friday January 5th, 2007 11:51:04 AM
[Casting Cat's Grace]
Earlier: To Valdor, "Yes brother, I will have my eyes peeled."
Current: "Ve, I believe this abomination before us is easily blinded. It is worth a try."
"Fighters hold up. I've seen what these things can do. The caster's spells will do little against the dragon, so now would be a good time to let them fire things up against the worm."
The ranger looks behind to see if there are any shadows in the light emitted down the sink hole (entrance), and for a moment the ranger's mind wonders back to Korrig in prison.
Ve Mundr AC 45 (50 with Combat expertise) HP 235 SR 34 d20+6=8 d20+12=13 Friday January 5th, 2007 12:48:05 PM
Ve frowns, though none can see his look under the full helmet, at the sight before him. "I can do little in that regard Mordrid, but what I can do is try to keep those other men from getting killed." With Valdor moving left and keeping out of striking range, Ve heads straight in. Keeping on the balls of his feet he sidesteps rapidly as he closes trying to not allow the worm an attack of opportunity. He is not so successful [Tumble 8] Ve's course takes him to where the barbarians are making thier stand. His glowing hammer in hand and the cry of Domi on his lips, the Protector attacks.
Take under wing all within 10' gain +5 AC. Combat Expertise adds +5 to my AC Hit AC 13 nat 1 miss
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min
Aeralia (AC20, HP 50/50, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) Friday January 5th, 2007 1:01:24 PM
Aeralia nods briefly when Valdor mentions to be ready to counter, then again when he asks her about her wall. "Which would you prefer me be ready for?" she questions, likely expecting it to be the wall. Once her task is assigned, she'll quickly conceal herself with invisibility, and try to stay as observant as possible, ready to erect a wall of force, should she think the need it.
She takes a few steps back as they come upon the worm, glancing about and keeping an eye out around and behind them for the dragon.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Readying an action to cast a wall of force between the party and enemy should the dragon (or possibly worm?) is detected and using a breath weapon.
Active Spells: Mage Armor (5998 rnds) Shield (Oriented in Front) (99 rnds) Invisibility (100 rnds) Bear's Endurance (480 rnds) Bull's Strength (480 rnds) Water Breathing (2400 rnds) Rary's telepathic bond (1300 rnds) Holy Aura (???) Spell Resistance - 34 (???)
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Friday January 5th, 2007 4:48:31 PM
K'Nara heeds the words of Mordrid while keeping her grip on her sword.
"Ingrge...got something for the worm to chew on...besides barbarian..?" she asks the weapon mage with a smile.
SteveH Friday January 5th, 2007 5:09:15 PM
(OOC:Everyone should have Bear's Endurance and Bull's Strength...don't forget to add the extra hit points and modify your to hits!!!!!)
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Friday January 5th, 2007 11:26:31 PM
Valdor replies to Aerelia,"The wall spell should be on your lips. Maybe Cori or Nick or Ingrge could have the counterspell ready if he casts. As a matter of fact, I would feel better if all three were ready, in case he beats one of them."
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 262/263; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=37 d20+17=37 d20+12=29 d6+8=9 d6+8=11 d6+8=13 d20+15=30 Sunday January 7th, 2007 2:53:00 PM
Ingrge moves forward, a grin on his face, as both K'nara and Mordrid suggest a mage take care of this problem.
"Yeah, Yeah," let's have the mage come up front and dispose of the big bad purple worm."
As he steps forward Ingrge activates the party's wand in his belt and gripping his staff firmly takes two solid swings at the worm discharging a spell through his staff with each strike. (2 Maximized Vampiric touch) AC 37 (Nat 20-crit threat) Ac 37(nat 20) Normal damage 20 points plus 42 vampiric touch. No save SR- 30
AC 29 normal damage 13 points plus 42 vampiric touch. No save SR - 30
Total damage 33 normal + 84 vampiric
As the staff connects and the spells are discharged the worm sems to get quite a bit weaker and Ingrge actually seems appear more buff than usual.
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold**, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 600 rounds
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire 10d6(6+5+6+5+1+4+1+4+6+2)=40 Sunday January 7th, 2007 2:58:48 PM
A quiet "Oh my." is heard by Milo as they come around the corner and are faced with the large purple monstrosity. Hearing Mordrid's call for mage-like attacks, Dahlia lets go with a lightening bolt square into the beast face/head.
40 points damage - Reflex save DC 23 for 20 points
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 48 rounds Status - 13,200 rounds water breating - 3600 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 600 rounds
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][mass bear's endurance, mass bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci 5d4(3+3+2+2+4)+1=15 Sunday January 7th, 2007 9:33:52 PM
Cori simply shrugs as she slips a wand out of her pants pocket. She takes a not too particular aim at the thing and five missiles fire from the wand. It is not the most damaging spell but she had planned to pack more spells that would keep people alive than deal damage. "I have a countering spell ready." She adds this last through the earring that she wears and through the spell...if it is in effect upon her.
Amarth is still perched upon her shoulder and seems to be taking this all in stride. He may not look happy but he is still here.
[Remember that Cori put up several spells that will effect the whole group. Please make note of them as they are all useful.]
Gunther Sunday January 7th, 2007 10:58:30 PM
The large warrior shakes his head, dislodging the fog that had filled his head for several hours now. He smiles as several spells empower him...readying him for his ultimate target...the dragon. Gunther stays close to K'nara, watching to see if he might be needed to help with the purple worm.
OOC: Sorry, really don't have time to calculate AC and result of spells right now. Will do in the morning.
Milo (AC 29, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Sunday January 7th, 2007 11:45:48 PM
Seeing the spellcasters in the group queue up for action, Milo flattens himself against the side of the passageway to get out of their line of fire. Shouting to Dahlia in the gloom, "Lets try and flank this thing!"
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) d20+19=29 d20+14=21 d8+5=12 d8+5=12 Monday January 8th, 2007 12:16:32 AM
Olana stares for a moment at the huge worm in the tunnel, but soon snaps out of it. mordrid was probably right in not dashing off toward it and letting the wizards have first crack at it, but then maybe a couple of arrows in it's hide wouldn't go amiss either. Should be easy enough to hit - size of barn door and all that.
Hits AC 29, 21 for 12 and 12
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Monday January 8th, 2007 12:20:06 AM
Nick moves a little further forward, so he can get into position to help if anything went sadly awry with the worm. The Platinums had been up against one of these things before, he remembers.
Blinking as the spells fly, he looks to see what effect they have.
DM Jan d20+35=43 Monday January 8th, 2007 1:28:57 AM
Faced with the horror before them, the group moves into the attack!
While Valdor, Milo, Bertram, Nick, Gunther, K'nara, Aeralia, Mordrid and Lian move into position or prepare for the next wave, Cori and Dahlia hurls spells into the fray, and both Falin and Olana send arrows flying and embedding into the creature's hide, and Ve Mundr and Ingrge move right in for a direct confrontation.
The lightning spell flashes brightly, lighting up the immediate area, and from his current position, Valdor gets a momentary glimpse of what lies beyond - a sizeable area, a cavern, maybe a large pool and something organic and moving beyond. Hard to say if it was a dragon, or another worm.
The light is dazzling in such confined quarters, giving everyone spots in front of their eyes. It also lights the way behind, and both Mordrid and Aeralia get a good look at the path the group has already taken. It's clear and inviting - the way out.
Ingrge suddenly gets one heck of a kick of positive energy, that make his fingers tingle and his hair stand on end, and an earth-scented miasma surrounds him. he notes that the worm's skin colour has darkened.
Stood close by, Ve's momentum, coupled with the swing of the purple worm's head, has brought him face to face the the creature's open maw. He finds himself close enough to count the beast's teeth - three inner rings of small pointy incisors, and half a dozen large fangs attached to it's jaw. The stench coming from it is overwhelming, especially is the worm opens wide and tries to grab him! (HITS AC 43. Rats!)
The creature's tail is now beginning to snake in from beyond and join in the attack.
((OOC - welcome back, Nellie, and Jay I hope your surgery went well.))
Posting Report for Monday January 8th, 2007 5:23:55 AM
Game # 1 Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 1,2007
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan H-OXXXX Valdor---OOOX2 Modrid---OXXXX Fr.Nick--OXOXOS Dahlia---OXOXOS VE Mont--XOXOX Coralote-OXOXOS
Adm Ceil - What can I say they tried!
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Posting Reports for The Emeral Talons Game # 3 For the week of Jan 1,2007
Lian (hps114, AC37-2+1)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Monday January 8th, 2007 6:04:52 AM
The monk dives into a pant pocket, retrieves a scroll of Enlarge Person and casts it.
His hands continue to glow green. The green light is lighting his grim face.
Dodging worm.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
(OOC: Initial out-patient surgery went well, but now there are developing complications. Low grade fever and some increasing pain which are common for this particular procedure. Will keep you informed.)
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=52 d20+35=44 d20+30=43 d20+40=43 d20+40=41 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 d8+5=10 d8+5=7 d8+5=7 Monday January 8th, 2007 7:14:26 AM
Not one to look a gift horse in the mouth Falin fires into the gullet of the creature as his mouth is open.
Using Dire Shot
AC 52 HP 21 AC 44 HP 7 AC 43 HP 10 AC 43 HP 7 AC 41 HP 7
Arrows Count Normal 25 +5 25 Wood Tipped 20
Gunther (AC37, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Barkskin +3 Monday January 8th, 2007 12:05:36 PM
As he waits to see how he is needed for combat, Gunther fishes out a potion and drinks it down. He grins as his skin becomes rough and hard.
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 47/48 rounds? Barkskin 60min
Please let me know if any other spells were cast on Gunther.
(Holy Aura and Bull's Strength that I know of. Also, there are several Stoneskins and Prot from Acid's, Water Breathing and Freedom of Movement spells left, I believe-SteveH)
Ve Mundr AC 51 with Combat expertise HP 235 SR 34 d20+19=38 d20+14=18 d20+8=20 d20+4=17 d20+19=26 d8+10=16 d8+10=13 d8+10=11 d8+10=17 d8+10=15 Monday January 8th, 2007 4:56:49 PM
Ve spins away from the worm's maw as it closes on him and then attacks continuing to protect those about him and using his knowledge of combat. His real job was not to take down the worm, merely keep the stupid creatures' attention. The adamantine hammer whips through the air in quick passing swipes. As the blessed weapon passes through armor, many apparent misses actually strike home. Blessed by the spell of haste, all 5 strikes land.
[Hammer is Brilliant Weapon and ignores Armor Hit AC 38/18/20/17 Haste att 26 Dmg 16/13/11/17/15]
Take under wing all within 10' gain +5 AC. Combat Expertise adds +5 to my AC
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 47 rounds
Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20=15 d20=1 d20=19 d20=12 d20=4 d20=4 d8+15=16 d6=5 Monday January 8th, 2007 6:15:48 PM
From the rear of the party... can we get any shots off?
Let me know and I will attack with a full flight. (+ 5 flaming arrows with keen)
[Shot 1: 15 roll + 45 = AC 60. Damage 16 + 5 flame = 21 total damage.]
[Shot 2: 1 roll = miss]
[Shot 3: 19 roll + 45 = AC...
more to come
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. the worm, hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp, haste) d20+21=31 d20+23=35 6d6(1+3+3+6+3+2)=18 d4+4=8 2d6(1+6)=7 Monday January 8th, 2007 8:01:52 PM
As Ve steps in for the attack, Milo sees his opportunity to strike. Clicking his heels to activate his books, Milo tumbles into the room to flank opposite Ve, and strikes at the creature's soft underbelly. (OOC: Tumble check DC 31 to avoid the attack of opportunity. Hit AC 35 for 26 hit points damage, 33 if the creature is evil. The worm is Milo's dodge buddy.)
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire 10d6(2+4+3+3+2+2+3+2+1+4)=26 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:15:30 PM
Moving around to the opposite side Dahlia let's fly with another lightening bolt.
26 points damage reflex DC 23 for 13.
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 346/346; arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+15=29 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:20:47 PM
Feeling the rush of positve energy flow through him Ingrge focuses on the worm again aiming high so as to ensure that he doesn't catch any of his comrades in his spell, Ingrge lets fly with a maximizex cone of cold.
78 points damage - reflex DC 28 for 39 points SR 29
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, water breathing(three used), haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 480 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 480 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 130 rounds water breathing - 7 hours status - 22 hours stone skin - 1300 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 600 rou
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+29=42 d10+14=21 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:51:22 PM
"Way to go, Ingrge!" K'Nara notes with a grin. "Milo's having some fun, too. Just wish we got here before the worm had barbarian for breakfast." The blade singer follows on the heels of Milo, swinging her sword as she charges.
(OOC: charging, K'Nara's attack hits AC42 for 21hp damage.)
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) d20+25=38 d20+37=53 d20+37=54 d20+36=48 d20+32=51 d20+32=49 d20+31=41 d20+27=33 d20+26=39 d20+22=28 d20+21=40 d20+21=33 d12+16=21 d12+16=22 d12+15=20 d12+16=24 d12+16=28 d12+15=18 d12+16=22 d12+15=25 d12+16=25 d12+15=22 d12+15=16 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:52:06 PM
Valdor says loudly into his earpiece,"Ve, you just can't go rushing into relationships like that. Kissing on the first date, before you've even been introduced properly...whoa!"
He was going to stay out of the way and watch to insure the dragon didn't catch them unaware, but seeing the tail coming and Ve almost getting swallowed, well, enough is enough. Htumbles the few feet separating him from the worm and attacks, his swords glittering in the torchlight, weaving and striking with deadly efficiency and brutal strength.
(AC53, poss crit AC54, AC48, AC51, poss crit AC49, AC41, AC33, AC39, AC 28, AC40, poss crit AC33 for 21, 22, 20, 24, 28, 18, 22, 25, 25, 22, 16 Sorry Jan, I would total it, but I'm unsure of which attacks hit)
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from aci 5d4(1+3+3+2+2)+1=12 Monday January 8th, 2007 11:59:38 PM
Cori just grins as she brings the wand to bear again upon the worm. "Well it's no dragon but a good warm-up." She is just glad that she had her goggles pulled over her eyes with that last flash, though it still hurt. Another fives missiles of pure magic swerve to slam into the large worm.
[Just noticed that I should have added another 4 damage to last times, magic missiles.]
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:14:40 AM
Olana is taking aim, ready to fire another round, when before her, Lian grows into a giant, limiting her view, and when the lightning blasts forth again -
"Can't see a danged thing," she mutters grumpily, lowering her bow.
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:18:03 AM
Nick steps closer, in order to get within touching range of anyone engaging in melee and maybe getting their arm bitten off. He watches closely, wincing slightly at the damage the beast is taking. Well, it was blocking the passage...
DM Jan Tuesday January 9th, 2007 2:46:39 AM 'Second date, no tongue!' (HellBoy)
Once again, the tunnel erupts with light, looking not unlike a mid winter halfling party in Dirt City (after one of them invented something called 'fyre werks'. General consensus on the discovery - they'll never catch on.) All the missiles, lightning, blasts of cold and whirling blades leave nothing for those at the back to get their teeth into - although Falin's arrows sail majestically past Lian's left ear, the rings of teeth, and straight into the creature's gullet, embedding in the grey-lilac flesh beyond. (Mordrid saves his arrows?)
Close up, Ingrge, Milo, K'Nara, Valdor and Ve get a whiff of the smell coming out of the creature's split apart insides, which is a delightful mixture of a slaughter house and rather strong-smelling mushrooms.
And in amongst all this dead purple meat, it appears that someone - one of the human barbarians - is trying to claw his way out.
The way is now partially cleared to enter the cavern beyond. There's a feeling of cavernous size in there, and there are sounds, something big crawling or sliding closer. Something shifts in the gloom - but it's hard to see anything beyond 20 ft or so other than dark shapes and a inky glint of water.
Gunther (AC41, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3 Tuesday January 9th, 2007 8:36:21 AM
Watching K'nara and Valdor move in for the kill, Gunther is more than a little disapointed to find that the stupid thing is dead before he can even engage it. Still...their was that noise in the tunnel... Gunther turns to K'nara. "Miss K'nara, vould you like for me to fly over dis ting and see vat's on de oder side, or would you rather your humble orc set about clearing a path for the others?" Gunther winks mischieviously as he awaits K'nara's instruction. It's been so long since he got to wade into worm guts that he almost hopes she'll give the order to clear the way.
OOC:Thanks Steve H!!
Jan, if it's ok, I'm going to assume that Gunther had the buff spells cast on him during the prep time, since that's what he would have done if his stupid human hadn't gone off and abandoned him. ;)
((~~Jan~~ Janelle, that's fine. Gunther was around when all the spells were cast.))
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 46/48 rounds? Holy Aura Stoneskin Protection from Acid Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Tuesday January 9th, 2007 12:00:50 PM
The monk moves foward (it seems as if someone is staring daggers into the back of his head!) and positions (if he can), into a flank with someone (anyone).
Nevermind. Its dead. He shakes his head and begins muttering heatedly. The large elf begins pacing, hands glowing. He glances at KNara, his eyes large and feiry as if he wanted to say something.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 5:50:06 PM
Seeing, and hearing, movement beyond the worm, Valdor pulls out his torch with continual light cast upon it and tosses it about twenty feet into the cavern and easily scales the worm with his cloak active. He moves carefully to get a look at whatever is behind the worm before making any quick movements.
Ve Mundr Tuesday January 9th, 2007 6:21:23 PM
DM Reminder Ve has Daylight on his shield, 60 radius.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 7:38:00 PM
K'Nara's hacking becomes slightly more refined as she suddenly realizes that there's someone still relatively alive inside the big beasty.
"Gunther, if you go--BE CAREFUL." she says over her shoulder. "Dragons can see VERY well in the dark!" Then she turns her full attention towards trying to help whoever is trying to get out of the worm to actually get out.
Milo (AC 29 hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Tuesday January 9th, 2007 10:02:23 PM
Milo joins in to help K'nara cut survivors out of the worm's gullet.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance Tuesday January 9th, 2007 11:50:40 PM
Falin moves forward with the rest of the group to check things out. Getting closer to the worm Falin says while covering his mouth, "I sure am glad that I don't have my hightened sense of smell anymore."
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid] Wednesday January 10th, 2007 12:29:46 AM
Cori moves off to the side and away from the main body of the group. She does not want to put herself in line for a large attack upon the large group that seems to start to gather together. She shakes her head and wonders how some will fair if an area attack comes real soon. "I wish there was not all this light...then at least I could see better." She is still not totally use to the light of the outside and the light being used to illuminate the cave is enough to set off her sensitive eys.
Amarth stays perched upon her shoulder as she moves to see if there is a way around the worm and to the other side. Both have a spell ready to be used at a moments notice and both know it.
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 235 SR 34 Wednesday January 10th, 2007 10:59:18 AM
The worm dies under the massive assault and Ve sees a few others already working to free any survivors. If any of the other barbarians are about he points back the way they came, "You should get yourselves out. This is the lair of a terribly powerful Dragon and that was a mere minor pet to it."
That said, Ve moves around the worm and further into the cave to allow his Daylight spell to reveal as much as it can. The cavern was enormous to be sure, but at least for the nearest 60' everyone could see quite well. "Valdor?" he whispers back into the earpiece. Really you need to trust me, I do know what I am doing, but your concern is touching." His voice is a bit light and the small chuckle quite evident. Ve then touches his chest, "Domi grant us courage and touch our hearts." [Cast Bless radius affect 40' shoudl be everyone]
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 45 rounds Bless 22 min
Aeralia (AC20, HP 50/50, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 12:34:02 PM
Aeralia continues to remain towards the back of the group, observant and ready to cast should the dragon reveal itself.
~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ OOC: Readying an action to cast a wall of force between the party and enemy should the dragon be detected and using a breath weapon.
Active Spells: Mage Armor (5996 rnds) Shield (Oriented in Front) (97 rnds) Invisibility (98 rnds) Bear's Endurance (478 rnds) Bull's Strength (478 rnds) Water Breathing (2398 rnds) Rary's telepathic bond (1298 rnds) Holy Aura (???) Spell Resistance - 34 (???)
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 1:38:21 PM
Olana steps up toward the dead worm, her hands still on her bow and on guard while some of the others hack away at the dead worm's flesh.
"What lies beyond, can anyone see?"
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 1:40:22 PM
"Blessed Alemi," whispers Nick as Milo and K'nara attempt to rescue those swallowed by the worm. He'll be ready to heal anyone who survives.
Lathiese
DM Jan Wednesday January 10th, 2007 2:05:43 PM
K'Nara and Milo manage to pull out a large human male from the gooey wreckage of the worm. He's alive and shivering. He's the only one ingested who is still alive. Amongst the innards are various pieces of flesh and bones, and oddly enough - a fist-sized black skull carved out of black glass.
The rescued man, hair plastered to his head with some kind of snotty mucus, looks sheepishly toward Ve Mundr after thanking his rescuers. "Had to try it, you know? All that talk of black dragons? Adventurer's dream... think of the treas..." his sentence ends in a coughing fit. If Nick checks him over, he finds no injuries as such, he just looks cold and wet, although the mucus smells acidic.
Cori finds a tight, narrow path to the left of the worm. A few sword blows, and Gunther widens up the path to the right, making it easier for the others to follow.
Valdor throws his torch into the room and climbs up on top of the worm to get a better view. In the gloom ahead, it looks like there are another two more of these things, slithering across the cavern toward their position.
As Ve gets through, his sheild, no longer blocked by the bulk of the worm, gives some more illumination. The light catches something on the cavern walls - seams of some kind of dull glittering ore, and it reflects, pushing visibility up even further.
Bertram's dwarven knowledge tells him that the seam is Galena, an ore containing silver and lead. Rich, wide strips ripple through the rock, angling downard.
Everyone now has a good view of the partially lit cavern. It's big, maybe 200ft across and just as high. The floor it it is mostly flat, and there's a large pool at the centre of it, the water there looks as black as ink.
High, near the ceiling in the gloom, at the far side of the cavern - something else glitters.
Three things are immediately obvious - two more of the purple worms, now approximately 70 feet away from the party, comg around the the pond; there is also something smaller at the pond's edge, looks like a humanoid, slumped - either asleep or dead.
((Sorry this is a bit late, guys and gals. everything you can see is in the narrative, but a new map's coming later today.
Got a note from Bertram's player, Mark, who's gonna be off all week.))
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire Wednesday January 10th, 2007 5:59:47 PM
Moving forward but staying near the left edge of the cavern, the invisible halfling eyes the approaching worms and begins going through a mental checklist of things she's got left.
"Hey Guys and Gals, I need to do a quick drop down near the water, I hope, to set up a little surprise for Lathiese. I will check out who that is down there and report back."
Activating her boots of flying Dahlia moves as fast and quietly as possible, down to where she can see who/what is next to the water, and to activate her remaining 5 clear elemental gems. (water elementals) after giving them orders to seek out Latheise and report back she takes a good long look at who/what ever is beside the water.
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 45 rounds Status - 13,197 rounds water breating - 3597 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 597 rounds
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 361/361; hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=21 d20+17=22 d20+10=12 d8+6=12 d8+6=9 d8+6=14 2d6(1+3)=4 2d6(4+3)=7 2d6(6+3)=9 Wednesday January 10th, 2007 6:05:37 PM
Ingrge edges around the now dead worm and moves to where he has the best view of the cavern. Looking for a ledge or opening that might be another way into the space, he ponders what to do about the slowly approaching worms. Pulling out his bow he let's fly with three arrows at the right worm. All three arrows seem a bit wobbly to him as they fly toward their target.
AC 21 - 12 points + 1 point fire and 1 point frost damage AC 22 - 9 points + 4 point fire and 3 point frost damage AC 12 - 14 points + 6 point fire and 3 point frost damage
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, wall of force, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 477 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 477 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 127 rounds water breathing - 4197 rounds status - 13,197 rounds stone skin - 1297 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 597 rounds hasted - 45 rounds
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 7:24:12 PM
K'Nara's curiosity about the skull prompts her to pick it up and look at it. Unless something happens when she does, she'll quickly wipe some of the goo off and then stuff it into the top of her Haversack. Those worms will need tending to.
"If you have arrows, then pick a worm and have at it!" she orders, swapping out her sword for her bow.
Milo (AC 29 hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Wednesday January 10th, 2007 7:47:11 PM
Not relishing the idea of being swallowed by a giant purple worm, Milo also sheaths his weapon and draws his bow, nocking an arrow immediately.
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid] 10d6(2+3+6+5+3+2+2+6+4+6)=39 Wednesday January 10th, 2007 9:16:55 PM
Cori pulls the other wand she has from her pant's pocket and aims it at the two approaching worms. With a single word she sends a marble sized ball of fire in their direction. Through her earpiece she speaks to Valdor and the rest of the group. "I found a smaller tunnel over here to the left. A little too small for a full sized dragon but large enough it looks like for a person." The marble sized ball of fire explodes into a much large force of fire...becoming what it truely was, a fireball.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 45 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): 240 minutes- doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 45 rounds] [magic missile wand(45): 16 damage] [wand of fireball(46): 39 damage, Reflex 24 for half]
Gunther (AC41, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3 Wednesday January 10th, 2007 11:02:36 PM
Dripping with purple worm goop, Gunther grins ear to ear. "Dere's more? Goot! Maybe dis time you'll let us fighters have some fun, eh?" Dispite his jovial tone, Gunther waits for the spellcasters to do their thing, knowing full well what charging in could lead to. He moves back over to K'nara's side, ready to protect her should any danger head her way. Pulling a potion out of his pack, he places it in his glove of storing for later use.
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 45/48 rounds? Holy Aura Stoneskin Protection from Acid Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+42=55 d8+5=6 Thursday January 11th, 2007 1:20:15 AM
Falin moves past the worm and takes up a position next to Ingrge. He fires on the same worm.
"I wont be able to fire much longer. I am running out of arrows and I would like to save a few of them for the dragon." Falin yells out to the others.
Arrows Count Normal 24 +5 25 Wood Tipped 20
AC 55 HP 6
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Thursday January 11th, 2007 3:46:26 PM
Lain looks and smiles at Falin. "Maybe some of that matial training stuack and you'll beable to get your hands dirty."
Looking at Gunther with curiousity and even some admiration, he says, "Yes, I was wondering that too, but I figured the casters would run out of juice at some point so there was really no reason to worry. Don't worry brother, we'll get our hands dirty."
He watches and waits for signal to move, unable to do diddly at this distance.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
(Sorry about lack of post yesterday. This year has been a pain so far.)
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 235 SR 34 Thursday January 11th, 2007 5:54:20 PM
Ve quickly moves on the form slumped by the waters edge, it may be friend or foe, but he would know before the worms devour it. Ve was pretty sure anyway that the ranged power about to be brought to bear would not make his move anything resembling foolish.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 44 rounds Bless 22 min
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing) Thursday January 11th, 2007 7:23:39 PM
Seeing the others moving in, Valdor moves off to the side away from the worms. He keeps about twenty feet behind and to the side of Ve, waiting for the dragon to show up. With his True Seeing, he looks around and up to make sure all is right with the cavern. He whispers,"Aerelia, if you can keep those worms at bay with your wall, it would keep us from fighting on two fronts. You know your dimensions better than I, but if you can, it would help.
(Was waiting for the map to decide action, sorry for no post yesterday)
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+25=33 d20+20=33 d20+25=28 d6+5=6 d6+5=6 d6+5=9 Thursday January 11th, 2007 8:23:31 PM
K'Nara nocks an arrow.
"Aeralia--Valdor has the way of it. See if you can keep those worms penned in to one side or another." She aims at the worm on the right (worm #2?) and lets fly her arrows.
(OOC: since she's Hasted, K'Nara gets three shots. First shot hits AC33 for 6hpd; second hits AC33 for 6hpd; third hits AC28 for 9hpd.)
"Don't worry about arrows, Falin," K'Nara assures the sharpshooter, "I had Mordrid enchant all the arrows I was carrying--I have an extra bundle of magicked arrows in my Haversack."
Milo (AC 29 hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) d20+17=34 d20+12=26 d4+1=3 d4+1=3 d6=3 d6=6 Thursday January 11th, 2007 9:53:04 PM
Milo lets fly with a pair of arrows that appear to be wrapped in electricity as they streak toward their target. (OOC: Hit ACs 34 and 26 for 6 hps and 9 hps respectively.)
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) d20+19=22 d20+14=32 d8+5=7 d8+5=10 Thursday January 11th, 2007 10:14:53 PM
Olana joins K'Nara in firing at worm # 2 on the right. How many of these worms were there, she wonders grimly?
Hits AC 22, 32 for 7 and 10 dam
Nick (AC 40, HPs 153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Thursday January 11th, 2007 10:19:13 PM
After making sure the rescued barbarian is stable, Nick steps smartly past the dead worm, finding it hard to share Gunther's enthusiasm for the the surrounding guts and gore. All this dead meat!
Once beyond, he focuses on where the rest of the party is.
DM Jan 24d4(3+1+4+3+3+1+3+3+1+3+3+1+3+2+3+2+3+3+1+2+2+2+3+4)=59 Thursday January 11th, 2007 11:24:54 PM
Ingrge, K'Nara, Milo, Olana and Falin draw a bead on the hulking purple worm to the right (# 2), and it's flesh is soon pierced by a multitude of arrows.
As Cori's fireball erupts in the cavern, there's a great cry from both of these beasts, which rattles the very walls and causes the water in the centre pond to shimmer.
Dahlia gets to the water's edge, with Valdor and Ve not far behind her. About 15 feet away, alongside the right-side rim of the pool, a man appears to be lying there. He has sandalled feet and is dressed in a plain, brown robe. He is not moving. Those with 'true seeing' can see that it is indeed a man, and nothing more 'exotic'. The water in the pool appears to smell of old, worn socks.
Both worms are only twenty feet away at this point, on either side of the pool.
Then, just as the halfling is about to prepare her crystals, the scene changes - dramatically - and for the worse.
A massive head shoots up from beneath the pool's surface. Sheets of water splash outward, drenching Dahlia, Ve and Valdor, while two feet with massive claws follow the head and slam down, shaking the entire cavern. From this position it's almost too big to take in, although here it can be noted that there is a metallic sheen on its claws.
Those further back get a better view. The dragon's horns are huge, curling down around his skull-like face. This is a big one - a great wyrm, bringing with it such an aura of doom that it makes everyone's hair stand on end.
All in the cavern - Will Save DC 33 or be Shaken for 9 rounds.
Head, shoulders and front claws out of the pond, Lathiese's scales ripple with muscular power, and wasting no time at all, the great dragon fires out a long, 5 ft wide trail of acid - hitting Ve Mundr, missing Dahlia and Valdor, but hitting Gunther, K'Nara and Nick further back.
59 DAM - Reflex DC 36 for half damage.
The breath weapon is accompanied by an roar that makes the ears bleed.
Apparently empowered, the two worms increase their pace toward Mordrid, K'Nara, Gunther, Cori, Bertram, Milo, Olana, Nick, Aeralia, Lian, Ingrge and Falin. They're only a round away!
The cavern seems suddenly packed with monsters.
((My apologies also, folks. This week has been a terror.))
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing, Haste) d20+14=33 d20+44=56 d20+44=55 d20+43=47 d20+39=41 d20+38=58 d20+38=53 d20+34=42 d20+33=36 d20+29=34 d20+28=35 d12+21=32 d12+21=32 d12+21=23 d12+21=31 d12+21=23 d12+17=24 d12+17=25 d12+17=19 d12+17=27 d12+17=27 Friday January 12th, 2007 12:31:49 AM
Even though he is ready when the dragon explodes from the water, Valdor is still not quite ready for the sight before him. Since fighting Flame, he has never seen a dragon so huge and never has he faced a black one nearly this large.
The huge warrior gathers himself however, silently thanking the spellcasters for the spells, else he would have trouble even standing there. Seeing Dahlia right in his path, he roars,"Lathiese, for crimes against the people of Floating City and so many others, and for killing a good friend of mine, your death warrant is served. Sturdevant sends his best wishes!" And with that massive leg so close by, Valdor takes a step and swings with all his might at the dragon.
After his attacks, he braces himself for what's sure to be coming and bellows,"No hesitation! Attack with all you have got but stay spread out!"
(Made save thanks to Holy Aura and Bless-thanks Nick and Bertam, first attack is the haste attack, and how bad can I roll when I need it? AC56 for 32, AC55 for 32, AC47 for 24, AC41 for23, AC58-nat 20 for 25:if threat, then AC53 for19, AC42 for 31 , AC36 for 27, AC 34 for 23, AC35 for 27-Jan, please remember that Valdor's sword is +6 verus all dragons, in case he has damage reduction)
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+24=38 d20+45=60 d20+40=58 d20+35=38 d20+45=57 d20+45=54 d8+10=11 d8+10=13 d8+10=15 d8+10=17 d8+10=12 Friday January 12th, 2007 12:34:00 AM Will save 38 used 10 Hero Points to give +20 to my roll.
Falin smiles for a moment. "I have been waiting for this moment my whole life."
He turns towards the dragon and fires.
OOC: Using Rapid Fire and Haste. Also have begun to use the +5 arrows.
AC 59 HP 11 AC 57 HP 13 AC 37 HP 15 AC 56 HP 17 AC 53 HP 12
OOC: I made an error in the calculations to hit. I subtracted 1 from each AC hit.
Arrows Count Normal 24 +5 20 Wood Tipped 20
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 230-235 SR 34 d20+18=35 d20+32=50 d20+24=41 d20+22=37 d20+24=32 2d4(1+4)=5 d20+24=26 Friday January 12th, 2007 2:40:01 PM
Ve begins to move in behind Dahlia as the water erupts in motion. He suspected the move, but the sheer size of the dragon emerging and the volume of water displaced catches him just off balance enough to not react to the great ACid weapon. Steam and burning tear across the cleric, but he was in motion and his shield was covering his chest. Gargul would not be seeing Ve Mundr at this moment, but the day is still young. [Save 35]
The cleric of Domi recovers quickly, the purple worm's forgotten and all that fills his vision is the great dragon and his mind fills with resolve. [Will save 50] Valdor is already in motion to his left and Ve calls out, "For Domi and Honor." as he steps towards Valdor and points at Laithese. A great black nimbus rolls across his body and focus's to a single beam that lances out and strikes the dragon. [cast defensively 41 Spell penetration 34 Empower Energy Drain touch attack AC 37 Level Drain 7 levels no save Each negative level gives a creature a -1 penalty on attack rolls, saving throws, skill checks, ability checks, and effective level (for determining the power, duration, DC, and other details of spells or special abilities). Additionally, a spellcaster loses one spell or spell slot from his or her highest available level. Negative levels stack
Ve then glances quickly at his own wounds and they all but vanish as if they never were. [Cast Defensively 26 Quicken CCW Faith Healing Max'd cures 54HP]
Ve will use his Protector Interpose ability for Valdor.
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 43 rounds Bless 22 min
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person d20+19=23 d20+14=34 d20+14=23 3d6(4+3+4)+7=18 3d6(3+4+6)+7=20 3d6(2+5+4)+7=18 Friday January 12th, 2007 6:57:30 PM
The large elf hears Valdor's call to arms and moves in, striking at the first mass of purple flesh he sees.
Movement 70ft. Hits AC 23 and 34(threat 23), for 18 and 20 (38 if crit) damage.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon Bless: ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid] d20+21=39 d20+16=31 15d6(2+4+2+4+4+3+5+1+6+4+6+6+3+5+2)=57 d20+24=40 Saturday January 13th, 2007 12:59:49 AM
Feeling the effects of fear washing over her she steals herself against it and feels it pass with few results. Still she can tell by the torment in her familiars thoughs that poor Amarth was not as lucky.
Seeing that she needs to at least delay for now she pulls upon her powers to create the tiniest of blueish marble in her hand that she points in the direction of the water. She places the sphere of freezing cold off to the side of the water near the dragon and purple worm on the left side. "Hope that is far enough back to not hit anyone else." If placed right it should freeze at least six to seven inches of water and in a large area, maybe more...along with get both creatures in the explosion.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 44 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): 240 minutes- doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 44 rounds] [magic missile wand(45): 16 damage] [wand of fireball(46): 39 damage, Reflex 24 for half]
[otiluke's freezing sphere: SR 40, 57 damage, Reflex 28 for half]
Dahlia: AC32: HP226: haste, Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire d20+15=33 Sunday January 14th, 2007 9:12:28 AM
Will 33
Suddenly rearing up in front of her Dahlia ses the largest dragon she has ever faced before and she begins to feel like she did when she faced her first dragon and begins to shake. Then she feels the calming words of The talon Cleric Brother Bertram as he simply states. for what its worth you have domi's blessing upon you and suddenly she is free of the encompassing fear.
(OOC - Thanks for the Blessing Mark, Dahlia would have failed but for it)
Keeping her boots acivated, Dahlia reaches into her an outside pocket of her haversack and pulls out her last single silver coin (silenced) and then removes a bag from it as well. (both free actions)
Activating her cloak the suddenly finds herself ten feet above and behind Lathiese's head where she can't be seen. (if she were visible)
Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 44 rounds Status - 13,196 rounds water breating - 3596 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 596 rounds Haste - 44
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 361/361; hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, greater invisibility, bless, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=33 Sunday January 14th, 2007 9:23:25 AM
Will 33
Ingrge feels the dragon fear wash over him like none before and feels the urge to run and cower. Seeing that his freinds are in danger though steels his resolve and strengthens his will just enough to remain rooted in place and firm in spirit.
Seeing that Arelia is working on blocking off the one worm, Ingrge has a go at blocking off the second casting a spell. Wall of force- 130 foot wall 10 feet high.
(I don't know the sizes of the worms, but my goal is first if possible to use the water as one side of a pen and pen the worm inside. Or second to make a wall that goes from wall to pond and prevents the worm from getting to us without going all the way around.)
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 476 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 476 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 126 rounds water breathing - 4196 rounds status - 13,196 rounds stone skin - 1296 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 596 rounds hasted - 44 rounds
K'Nara (AC43, HP ?/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+16=36 d20+21=36 Sunday January 14th, 2007 10:10:42 PM
No doubt about it--Lathiese has K'Nara's full attention with his extremely dramatic entrance. Fortunately for her, his aura of fear doesn't affect her ability to dodge the incoming stream of acid. (OOC: natural 20 on the Will save, woohoo! K'Nara's Reflex save is a total of 36, meaning she suffers only half damage. However, just HOW much is that Acid Protection spell supposed to negate..?)
The blade singer advances towards the worms, swapping out her bow for her sword. Someone has to make sure the big purple beasties don't bother the main body of the attack force as they concentrate on taking Lathiese out.
Posting Reports for Monday January 15th, 2007 7:52:10 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 8,2007
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan----XXXXO Valdor----XXOXO Modrid----XOOOO Fr.Nick---OXXXO Dahlia----XOXOOS VE Mont---XXXXX Coralote--XXXOF
Adm Ceil
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The meral Talons For the week of Jan 8,2007
Adm Ceil - They are not finish with the Holidays??
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Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20+20=35 d20=17 d8+23=27 d6=6 d6=4 d20=4 d8+23=28 d20=12 d8+23=27 d6=2 d6=5 d20=2 d8+23=25 d6=1 d6=4 d10=9 d10=4 d20=10 d8+23=31 d6=4 d6=2 d20=3 d8+23=27 d6=4 d6=2 d20=19 d8+23=29 d6=3 d6=3 d20=2 d20=15 d10=1 d10=10 Monday January 15th, 2007 2:39:12 PM
Time slows down as the tidal wave arcs over and comes crashing down near the pond; revealing within itself the nastiest creature the ranger's ever seen. Its fear washes out, and passes thru Mordrid, causing his heart to freeze, but not stopping his mind from knowing what to do next.
Forgetting the worms' existence, Mordrid immediately goes about attacking his chosen enemy. [+5 arrows flaming arrows + keen / + 10 damage favored enemy dragon].
[SHOT 1: 47 + 17 (critical threat) = hits AC64. Damage 27 + fire 6 + 4 bane of enemies = 36 total damage. CRITICAL ROLL 47 + 4 = hits AC 51 = 27x3=81+10 + shocking burst 14 = 105 total damage.]
[SHOT 2: 47 + 12 = hits AC59. Damage 27 + fire 2 + 5 bane of enemies = 34 total damage.]
[SHOT 3: 47 + 2 = hits AC49. Damage 25 + fire 1 + 4 bane of enemies = 30 total damage.]
[SHOT 4: 41 + 10 = hits AC51. Damage 31 + fire 4 + 2 bane of enemies = 37 total damage.]
[SHOT 5: 36 + 3 = hits AC39. Damage 27 + fire 4 + 2 bane of enemies = 33 total damage.]
[SHOT 6: 31 + 19 (critical threat) = hits AC50. Damage 29 + fire 3 + 3 bane of enemies = 35 total damage. CRITICAL ROLL 31 + 2 = hits AC 33 = 27x3=87+10 + shocking burst 11 = 108 total damage. HERO POINT CRITICAL ROLL 31 + 15 = hits AC 46 = 27x3=87+10 + shocking burst 11 = 108 total damage.]
The ranger activates his Armor of the Celestial Battalion and levitates 5 feet into the air.
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) d20+28=48 d20+12=24 8d8(4+5+5+1+8+3+2+1)+15=44 Monday January 15th, 2007 4:40:36 PM
Acid splatters across Nick's torso, and his nostrils are immediately assaulted by acrid burn scent. Casting CURE CRIT (Heals up 44)
... and though the greatest of evil may rise up among us, may they cower under the light of the blessed Alemi.. Will Save 48
Nick steps forward, his boots ringing solidly on the cavern floor. So, this was Lathiese? Nick's eyes take in the horns, the eyes, the skull-like head. For a moment he's mesmerized by the awesome beauty of it. But the worms are on the move and arrows are heading toward their targets. This was no time to stand back. He had to be close up,within healing range of his fellows.
"Alemi protect us all."
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) d20+17=30 d20+17=34 d20+11=15 d8+5=6 d8+5=6 Monday January 15th, 2007 4:47:01 PM
Will Save 30
Olana is all ready to fire at the worm on the right once more, when the dragon leaps forth, out of the pond. She takes an involuntary step back, speechless and awestruck, and she finds her hands shaking slightly and her aim a little off as her arrows make their way toward the worm.
Hits AC 34, 15 for 6 and 6 dam
DM Jan d20+22=36 d20+40=56 d20+40=47 Monday January 15th, 2007 6:07:24 PM
(I'm assuming Aeralia's spell is still held - it wouldn't have helped Valdor and Ve because of their proximity. Matt let me know what you want to do.)
The cavern is immediately alive with spells, steel and arrows.
Worm # 2 The worm on the right bristles with arrow shafts. Dark oozes drips from it's wounds, but still it keeps on coming. Lian and K'Nara rush up to meet it, and it screeches loudly as the enlarged elf starts pummeling.
In retaliation, the creature opens wide, and attempts to swallow Lian. Chows down for a grip AC 36
Worm # 1 Along it's flank, something spherical and sparkling shatters, leaving a pale bruise, and at the pond's edge the water starts to freeze quickly. The worm shifts forward further, and it's head hits the wall of force like a giant hammer. The whole cavern shakes. At this moment, it is unable to advance further.
Dragon The dragonbane sword ploughs into it's favourite flesh, slicing through scales, and it emits a crazed joy into the mind of it's weilder. At the same time, the air seems to twist and roll over the dragon's flesh, tainting it with the telltale shimmer of necromancy. Arrows hammer solidly into it's upper chest. The creature's roar is beyond hearing, entering the minds of everyone in the cavern, addling the brain with it's expletive of utter rage.
A baleful eye looks toward Mordrid and Falin for a second, but in the mind - You two, first... The massive creature leans forward and reaches out simulataneously, and grabs Valdor (AC 56) in it's jaws, and Ve Mundr (AC 47) in a mighty fist of claws. It is a powerful grip, something less than it was, but impossibly strong all the same.
It shifts backward, and up above Dahlia sees the creature drop below her, shattering the ice, and disappearing into the pond, dragging whoever it managed to grab with it beneath the dark, inky water.
At the water's edge, brushing off shards of ice, the hooded figure starts to giggle.
Milo (AC 29, 30 v. purple worm; hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) Monday January 15th, 2007 7:40:38 PM
Sheathing his bow, Milo draws his short sword once more as he rushes forward to deal with the purple worm.
Mordrid AC 39 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20=8 d8+23=29 d6=5 d20=12 d8+23=25 d6=4 d20=8 d8+23=31 d6=5 d20=18 d8+23=25 d6=4 d20=14 d10=7 d10=1 d20=15 d8+15=19 d6=3 d20=12 d8+15=19 d6=3 d6=2 d6=4 d6=3 d6=6 d6=3 d6=1 Monday January 15th, 2007 8:00:31 PM
Mordrid watches the two greatest men he knows get snatched and dunked under-water. Hopefully the water-breathing spell will hold... until the dragon dispells. He can't think of a better team than Valdor and Ve in such a situation. They were made to take care of each other.
With Mordrid's experience, he know's better than heroics, and getting himself killed in a hair brained attempt at diving in and saving the two Platinums. The well being of the total group, and accomplishing the objective (killing the dragon) took priority. And leaving the Talons alone to handle the situation would be a dire situation indeed.
Higher thought prevails, especially when he notices the hooded mystery man (?) express glee at Valdor and Ve's potential demise. That makes him an enemy. Was the figure aiding the dragon? Unchecked, that put the odds impossibly against the Platinums and the Talons. Necromancer? Undead?
"DAHLIA! Dispatch the hooded figure!"
With that Mordrid advances forward 5 feet in the air, and unloads on the hooded figure. (forgot earlier: + 2 to hit due to cats grace) +5 arrows with keen
[SHOT 1: 49 + 8 = hits AC57. Damage 19 + fire 5 = 24 total damage.]
[SHOT 2: 49 + 12 = hits AC61. Damage 15 + fire 4 = 19 total damage.]
[SHOT 3: 47 + 8 = hits AC55. Damage 21 + fire 5 = 26 total damage.]
[SHOT 4: 43 + 18 (critical threat) = hits AC61. Damage 15 + fire 4 = 19 total damage. CRITIAL ROLL 43 + 14 = hits AC 57 = 15x3=45+4 + shocking burst 8 = 56 total damage.]
[SHOT 5: 38 + 15 = hits AC53. Damage 19 + fire 3 = 22 total damage.]
[SHOT 6: 33 + 12 = hits AC45. Damage 19 + fire 3 = 22 total damage.]
{If the hooded figure is undead, he is a favored enemy +2. So, +2 per hit + d6 bane of enemies per hit (rolled 2,4,3,6,3,1}
"Let's remove this menace while he is alone!"
Brother Bertram AC 32 HP 103 Monday January 15th, 2007 8:24:36 PM
Bertram manages to shake off the bewitchment which seems to have smote him and immediately crushes two of the fire elemental gems in his hand, ordering them both into battle, targeting the closest worm.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+26=39 d20+21=34 d20+26=38 d10+15=23 d10+15=21 d10+15=21 d6=3 d6=1 d6=4 Monday January 15th, 2007 9:14:06 PM
K'Nara's wounds are healed up thanks to Father Nicholas.
"Lucia!!!" she yells and attacks Worm #2.
(OOC: K'Nara is Hasted, so she gets three attacks. First attack hits AC39 for 23hpd & 3hp fire damage; second attack hits AC34 for 21hpd & 1hp fire damage; third attack hits AC38 for 21hpd & 4hp fire damage.)
Seeing her comrade get attacked by the hungry worm only serves to make K'Nara more angry.
Ingrge: Ac 32: HP 361/361; holy aura, hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency////////Dahlia: AC32: HP: 226/226 El d6=5 10d6(4+6+5+4+6+6+3+6+5+5)=50 13d6(5+5+3+5+6+5+3+5+6+6+2+6+1)=58 Monday January 15th, 2007 10:21:02 PM
Momentarily startled at the dragon's manuever Dahlia watches in disbelief until Mordrid yells. Figuring he knew what he was doing she reacts and relases her last lightening bolt at the giggling figure. 50 points reflex DC 24 for 25 points
Dahlia's Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 43 rounds Status - 13,195 rounds water breating - 3595 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 595 rounds Haste - 43
Aiming above K'nara and Lian so as not to hit them Ingrge lets loose with a spell at worm #2.
Cone of cold 58 points, reflex DC 28 for 29 points.
Ingrge's current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray ***, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 475 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 475 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 125 rounds water breathing - 4195 rounds status - 13,195 rounds stone skin - 1295 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 595 rounds hasted - 43 rounds
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person d20+18=24 d20+18=27 d20+18=29 d20+13=21 3d6(6+2+4)+7=19 3d6(3+2+6)+7=18 3d6(2+2+6)+7=17 3d6(6+4+4)+7=21 d20+23=42 Monday January 15th, 2007 10:33:43 PM
Feeling the unmistakable chill of doom and the frosty cone, Lian flies into a flurry of fists and feet.
Hits AC 24, 27, 29 and 21, for 19, 18, 17 and 21 damage. (Blessed hands if it matters)
Movement 70ft.
(Added after post. I didn't see the dragon prescence until just now. Here is Lian's save should he need it. Will save versus Fear 42)
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon Bless: ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35]and Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid] Monday January 15th, 2007 11:56:28 PM
A lump seizes in Cori's throat as she sees Valdor go under the inky water. Her brain seems to freeze and she cannot think of anything but getting to him.
Having taken fives strides in that direction she suddenly remembers her own words to not endanger the group for his sake. Fighting back tears she brings her finger and thumb into a pouch at her waist. She fights the lump in her throat as she strings together the words of power forming in her head, swabing her eyes with her two salved fingers.
She slowly scans the whole cavern with the aid of her newest spell(true seeing) as she contemplates her next move and just as possibly...her life without Valdor. She especially will focus on the hooded man mostly.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 43 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): 240 minutes- doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 43 rounds] [true seeing(Cori): 24 minutes] [magic missile wand(45): damage] [wand of fireball(46): damage, Reflex 24 for half]
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing, Haste) d20+44=64 d20+44=63 d20+44=56 d20+43=48 d20+39=41 d20+38=53 d20+38=53 d20+34=53 d20+34=41 d20+33=52 d20+33=35 d20+29=33 d20+28=43 d20+28=39 d20+24=33 d20+23=32 d12+21=30 d12+21=30 d12+21=31 d12+21=30 d12+21=24 d12+21=24 d12+21=31 d12+17=22 d12+17=20 d12+17=29 d12+17=21 d12+17=19 d12+17=24 d12+17=24 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 12:30:56 AM
The huge warrior knew what was coming...even welcomed it. THIS was what he had trained all his life for. THIS was why he collected so many magic items and such powerful friends around him. He grimaces a bit as the jaws snap shut, thanking again the spellcasters and thinking briefly of Cori and what is going through her head.
Just before going under, he whispers into his earpiece,"Trust me." After they go under, he chuckles aloud, knowing that the dragon will hear him but no one else will hear him talk like this, he says, feigning terror,"Oh no, what will I do? Oh yeah, kill this sorry wretch! Now you will know what it means to fight ME!"
With his freedom of movement, he strikes and strikes at the head of the dragon, the proximity making such an easy target. He strikes with all the love he has for his friends, hoping that Ve will have a means to escape if he has to.
(Jan, do we have an AC yet? I would calculate damage total, unless you want to do it. Also, does he lose any dex as he's diving, not defending himself? Just curious. First attack is Hasted attack-nat 20 AC64, AC63 for crit, AC56, AC48, AC41, AC53-POSS CRIT, AC53 for crit, AC53 POSS CRIT, AC41 for crit, AC52 POSS CRIT, AC35 for crit, AC33, AC43 POSS CRIT, AC39 for crit,disregard last two rolls on attacks-they didn't happen)
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=57 d20+35=50 d20+30=40 d20+40=59 d20+40=43 d8+5=7 d8+5=10 d8+5=11 d8+5=8 d8+5=13 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 3:18:58 AM
Falin watches as his comrades are pulled down into the icy blackness. Momentarily he curses the fact that his curse was removed. Perhaps there is more he could be doing right now with that extra strength He quickly shakes the thought from his head and resolves that since he can not do anything about an underwater dragon right now he turns his attention to the greatest threat he is currently aware of, namely the worms. He will have to wait with the hooded creature until he knows more about what is going on. Besides, there are several others checking it out.
Falin fires on worm #1 until it expires.
AC 57 HP 7 AC 50 HP 10 AC 40 HP 11 AC 59 HP 8 AC 43 HP 13
Arrows Count Normal 19 +5 20 Wood Tipped 20
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 230-235 SR 34 d20+24=33 d20+22=38 d20+24=32 2d4(3+4)=7 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 9:11:15 AM
With Valdor going along with the dragon, Ve is not about to let him go alone and so the cleric does not resist the dragon's might either. Besides it limited the number of people he needed to keep alive. The Black water hits and Ve is glad he thought of the Daylight spell. He did not need it of course, but Valdor did. Now was the time to put an end to one evil dragon. With Dragon blood balsting from the creature's mouth and the Status spell in place, Ve knew Valdor was quite well at the moment.
Through the grace of Domi Ve ignores the mighty grip about him and again summons the black nimbus. The glow pulls into him and becoms a ray more black than the darkess night and slams into the dragon. {Empowered Energy Drain Cast Defensive 32 SR 33 Touch Attack 38 Dmg 10 negative levels}
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 42 rounds Bless 22 min
Gunther (AC39, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3, Enlarge Person d20+10=15 d20+10=30 d20+12=19 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 11:57:01 AM
Startled at the dragon's presence, Gunther is about to give in to the mind numbing fear, but finds some way to resist it. (Will=15, Hero pt.=nat.20) He spots the acid stream too late and is unable to roll out of the way (Ref.=19). He smiles as his spell neutralizes the acid before it even touches, his skin, but in his mind, he knows that next time might be very different. Deciding that now is the time to join in, Gunther gulps down his Enlarge Person potion. As his limbs grow, the warrior chuckles, ready to carve him up some worm steak. He moves into the creature's flank, ready to attack when he has the chance. As he moves away, he flings a quick question at the spellcasters. "If ve vant to stop dat ting from going underwater...couldn't ve put von of dose valls of force on top of de vater?"
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 43/48 rounds? Holy Aura Stoneskin Protection from Acid--61/120 pts. remaining Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min Enlarge Person 3min
Aeralia (AC20, HP 50/50, Shaken, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Haste, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) d20+6=16 d20+10=27 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 7:46:47 PM
OOC: Have been moving to another city about 2 hours from my home town, and cables not hooked up. Now back in home town finishing up work before my transfer, so have no computer access (easily at least). Monday or Tuesday I should get back into a normal schedule ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
Aeralia jumps as the dragon bursts through the water, forgetting completely what she was supposed to do when it appeared, instead taking all of her courage to merely resist the urge to flee. (Will Save 16 vs. DC 33, failed. )
Her mind gives a momentary sigh of relief as the dragon dissappears beneath the surface, the sorceress not quite registering that it took two of the Platinum Dragons with it.
Knowing they were supposed to spread out, Aeralia darks forward and to the left, moving until she is in line with the wall of force (having seen the worm hit it). Once there, she directs her movement towards the lake keeping the wall between her and the large worm on the other side.
Once close enough, Aeralia sets her sights on the hooded figure across the way. Chanting quickly, she attempts to conjure a globe of force around the figure, hoping to encase it within.
~~~~~~~~~ OOC: 60' Movement straight up on the map (towards the end of the wall of force near the lake).
Cast Resilient Sphere, Reflex DC 22 To Negate. Caster Check 27 vs. SR
OOC: Scott Tuesday January 16th, 2007 9:54:24 PM
OOC: I can't find Globe of Force in the Player's Handbook. Can we attack the creature within the globe? If we can't attack the creature then we can't kill it either. I guess I need to know what the spell actually does. Also, can we see it?
~~Jan~~ I've just looked - it's Ortilukes resilent Sphere, right Matt? That's what I'm assuming anyway.
~~Matt~~ Yes, Resilent Sphere (Or Otilukes Resilient Sphere, depending on the version of your book)
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance) d20+17=35 d20+11=22 d8+5=10 d8+5=8 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 9:56:47 PM
Olana growls, trying to will her hands to stop shaking. That dragon had freaked her out more than she thought, and just the idea of thinking about what was happening to the two who'd gone into the water.... Concentrate, concentrate.
Her arrows head for Worm #2
Hits AC 35, 22 for 10 and 8 dam
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) d20+10=27 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 10:07:47 PM
Nick glances back toward Mordrid as Valdor and Ve disappear below the surface of the pond. Despite their leader's Trust me, cold dread is written on his features.
He sniffs the air, the hooded figure ahead temporarily forgotten. That smell coming from the water...
Casting DETECT POISON DC 27
DM Jan 2d8(7+8)+12=27 d20+15=24 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 11:10:08 PM
IN THE CAVERN As the two men and the dragon sink beneath the water, the cavern grows more dim as the enhanced daylight shield follows it's owner into the depths. Dahlia gets a glimpse of something moving as the light fades downward, like seaweed fronds, below the surface. Aeralia gets a rather scary close-up view of Worm # 1 as she passes by.
Hooded Figure: Appearing to be utterly and completely insane, the cackling figure is caught in mid cackle by a full onslaught of arrows and magic. Mordrid's arrows start to hit the figure like war hammers, the blows are that powerful that the figure takes a step back, and another. There's a blinding flash if lightning, and then - three of the ranger's arrows skitter off from their target, and the lightning suddenly curves around a magical sphere. The hood falls back, and what looks like a pale young man sits hard on the floor within the protective barrier of Aeralia's sphere. He looks stunned. Cruel shafts pierce his body and his cloak is smoking.
Nick is correct. The water IS poisonous. Corrupt, fouled with rotting things, and thee's a scent of metal amongst the rot.
Worm # 2: Milo and the enlarged Gunther join in the fray! Ice and fire flash and sizzle at the beasts flanks, and more arrows embed themselves as K'Nara, Olana and Ingrge get to work. In the dim light, the creature looks black; it's blood looks like crude oil. However, none of this is a dark as the creature's maw - a sight VERY evident to Lian as the Worm starts to suck him down into the depths of it's innards (Jay, I think I grabbed him at AC 36 in the last round?) The huge monster's many teeth start to crack under the monk's powerful blows, although it is delivering damage of it's own on the elf DAM 27. The monster's tail also decides to get busy, whipping forward and taking a mighty stab with it's poison barb at the next large target - Gunther! AC 24. It misses, swinging past like a scythe. Colour and light return as Bertram's fire elementals flare into life and approach. It's getting hot!
Worm #1: Falin's elven eyesight enable him to see the other worm, frustrated by the wall of force (save your arrows?), shift and change tack. It's backed off and is starting to head around the back side of the pond.
The Dragon: Lathiese's grip has left both Ve and Valdor plenty of room to manouvre. As they drop, they pass by a horrific sight. Bodies. Dozens of them, dead and rotting, held beneath the water by ropes. Their tattered remains sway to and fro as their sanctuary is so violently disturbed. Further down, it's just rock, water, and the dragon. The surroundings are starting to cloud with the dragon's blood, adding to the miasma of ill that hangs in the water. What to do - breath the water? Or hold the last breath and have it compress in the ever increasing depths? Valdor's sword bites deep, the darkening of the water attest to that, and it's grip lessens a little more as Ve's spell sucks energy from the creature. Claustrophobia is waiting, here. The water starts to feel like mud. And despite the fact that both men can feel the dragon's presence in their minds, Lathiese has yet to speak. (Apologies, Steve and Dan, I still have to roll my damage numbers for the dragon. Please post as normal. I'll get to it tomorrow morning.)
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person d20+18=32 d20+18=30 d20+18=34 d20+13=30 3d6(3+1+2)+7=13 3d6(4+3+3)+7=17 3d6(6+5+5)+7=23 3d6(1+4+6)+7=18 Tuesday January 16th, 2007 11:52:01 PM
The razor teeth slide against the monks stoney flesh. However, his body will only be able to withstand this for a short while. The monk almost laughs at the fact this isn't a dragon for once. He pounds on the creatures gums, hoping to cause a rupture or to loosen a couple teeth so he might be able to slide free. (Just a reminder, Lian is Large right now.)
Hit AC 32, 30, 34 and 30, for 13, 17, 23 and 18 damage, total 71 damage. The first attack is a Stunning attack, Fort DC 23 or be stunned for a round. (Blessed hands if it matters)
Movement 70ft.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram, -27) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon Bless: ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : Unused Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Valdor(AC41, HP 326, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 130 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing, Haste) d20+18=29 d20+44=58 d20+44=64 d20+44=64 d20+43=49 d20+39=54 d20+39=44 d20+38=56 d20+38=39 d20+34=54 d20+34=42 d20+33=52 d20+33=43 d20+29=31 d20+28=47 d20+28=35 d12+21=31 d12+21=33 d12+21=29 d12+21=31 d12+21=27 d12+21=22 d12+21=31 d12+21=25 d12+17=23 d12+17=29 d12+17=28 d12+17=22 d12+17=29 d12+17=28 d12+17=28 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 12:10:29 AM
Valdor decides to hold his breath for at least one more series of attacks to stay focused on his task(Fort DC 29+2 bear's endurance=DC31-voluntary roll). He figures he has more power with it held anyway(picture a weightlifter...). However, he also knows what kind of danger he and Ve are in and he swings with all his might...over and over, pummelling the beast who has him locked in its jaws. Feeling its grip lessen a bit renews his strength and he finally feels his sword biting as well as it can! Once again, he silently thanks the spellcasters for their enhancement spells as his blades slice through the water like it's not even there.
(Haste attack AC58-31pts, AC64 W/NAT 20 poss crit-33 pts, crit-AC64 W/NAT 20-29pts, AC49-23pts, AC54 poss crit-31pts, AC44 on crit-27 pts, AC56 poss crit-29pts, AC39-NAT 1 on crit roll-MISS, AC54 NAT 20 crit-22pts, AC42 on crit roll-31pts, AC52 crit-22pts, AC43 on crit roll-29pts, AC31-25pts, AC47 crit-28pts, AC35 on crit roll-28pts=370 possible points damage-should have used a hero point on the natural '1', but too much to keep up with:)) (I love the 'Epic Overwhelming Critical feat'!)
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. purple worm; hp 96; stoneskin 130 hp) d20+23=36 d20+23=28 d20+18=32 d4+4=5 d4+4=8 d4+4=7 6d6(2+2+2+6+1+6)=19 6d6(4+2+3+1+4+1)=15 6d6(6+6+5+6+1+2)=26 2d6(3+4)=7 2d6(3+2)=5 2d6(4+3)=7 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 1:30:30 AM
Stepping into a flanking position, Milo clicks his heels and attempts to carve a path through the purple worm's hide. (OOC: Hit AC 36, 28, and 32 for 27, 39, and 40 hit points respectively. Total damage is 106.)
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+42=44 d20+37=46 d20+32=36 d20+42=51 d8+5=9 d8+5=10 d8+5=9 d8+5=11 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 2:20:22 AM OOC: Thought I was shooting at the worm without the force barrier. Oh well, we will try again
"The other worm is coming around the back of the pond." Falin cries out.
Falin looks at his first arrow fly and strike the wall of force before he curses himself for forgetting about that. He changes tactics and focuses on purple worm 2. All the while he is keeping an eye on the now glassy surface of the pool and the fate of his friends that were pulled beneath its surface.
Falin lets loose with an array of arrows towards the target.
AC 44 HP 9 AC 46 HP 10 AC 36 HP 9 AC 51 HP 11
Arrows Count Normal 19 +5 20 Wood Tipped 20
Gunther (AC39, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3, Enlarge Person d20+22=36 d20+17=28 d20+12=21 d20+22=25 d20+14=27 d20+6=24 d20+22=31 2d6(3+4)+16=23 2d6(4+2)+16=22 2d6(5+1)+16=22 2d6(1+6)+16=23 2d6(2+5)+16=23 2d6(3+1)+16=20 2d6(1+6)+16=23 d6=5 d6=2 d6=4 d6=2 d6=5 d6=6 d6=4 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 7:32:20 AM
Gunther grins as the giant tail whips around barely missing him. So the worm was still alive, eh...not for long. The now giant cat trainer brings his sword down in several quick and akward strikes.
AC36 for 23 +5 Fire AC28 for 22 +2 Fire AC21 for 22 +4 Fire AC25 for 23 +2 Elect. AC27 for 23 +5 Elect. AC24 for 20 +6 Elect. AC31 for 23 +4 Fire Total damage: 184
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 42/48 rounds Holy Aura Stoneskin--150/150 pts. remaining Protection from Acid--61/120 pts. remaining Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min Enlarge Person 3min
DM Jan (Supplementary Post) 2d8(7+2)+5=14 4d8(3+1+5+2)+10=21 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 2:25:29 PM
Weakened, dragon claw and jaw still take their toll. Oddly enough, Valdor feels more clawed than bitten, Ve feels more bitten than clawed.
Valdor Dam 14 +poison Ve Dam 21
Without the energy leeching spells, this could have been a lot worse.
Eventually, the dragons voice, low but authoritive, enters Ve and Valdor's heads. "I hope you like the cold, my friends. Cold is good, cold is a shelter from.... did you know I killed - ? Ah, but no matter. You have come well wrapped in magic. Don't rely on it."
This communication appears to open some kind of door. For along with the voice, comes a sense of anticipation, expectancy. Those up above in the cavern feel it as well. It's quickly followed by annoyance? Urgency? As though whatever was suppose to happen - hasn't yet happened.
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 209-235 SR 34 d20+24=42 d20+24=25 d20+24=36 3d6(4+4+5)+22=35 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 3:28:56 PM
Ve too, holds his breath for now, pushing the images within the water from his mind. Distraction could cost them both of thier lives and personally Ve much more liked the idea of triumphantly surfacing with Valdor than any other scenerio. The dragon's voice enters his mind, odd that, very strange as far as the information goes. The magic comment gave Ve a definative pause in thought, he could think of a couple things that put them in some very real trouble. Ve has no interest in speaking his mind to the Dragon, but tiuurns his thoughts again towards Domi and the powers that were still his to channel. Domi, your servant Ve Mundr asks thy boon to channel through him and remove the life of this vile creature
{Cast Miracle to duplicate Finger of Death. SR 42 Cast Defensively nat 1 Hero point 36. Fort Save 30 Dmg 35
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 41 rounds Bless 22 min
Ingrge: Ac 36: HP 361/361; holy aura, hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=34 d20+16=32 d20+16=35 d20+16=30 4d6(3+4+4+5)=16 4d6(5+1+5+3)=14 4d6(3+6+3+3)=15 d20+15=29 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 6:53:41 PM
Still a bit stunned over seeing Ve and Valdor grabbed and taken, Ingrge shakes his head and remembers that he is in contact with the rest of the group. "Valdor, let me know if you two get in desparate sorts I will teleport in and teleport all three of us out. By the way that isn't really a request.
Then once he was finished he realizes just how that might have sounded, but has no more time for that thought as Lian was once again trying to be someone's lunch.
Without moving from where he was he sends his spectral hand over and slaps at the purple worm. Scorching ray - touch ACs 32,35,30 for a total of 45 points - no save SR 29
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray **, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand, Mordenkainen's sword
Active spells
Bull's str. - 475 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 475 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 125 rounds water breathing - 4195 rounds status - 13,195 rounds stone skin - 1295 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 595 rounds hasted - 43 rounds Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
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Dahlia: AC36: HP226: Holy aura, haste, Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire
Seeing that the figure is now blocked from attack and hopefully from attacking them, She turns and focuses on the worm munching on one of her fellows and activates her circlet sending a beam of searing light blasting at the beast. 40 points damage - searing light- No Save SR 34
Dahlia's Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 42 rounds Status - 13,194 rounds water breating - 3594 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 594 rounds Haste - 42 Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+26=29 d20+21=25 d20+26=31 d10+15=24 d10+15=25 d10+15=20 d6=3 d6=1 d6=1 Wednesday January 17th, 2007 10:58:32 PM
K'Nara's flaming sword rises and falls again in three more attempts to flay open the purple worm in front of her.
(OOC: first attack hits AC29 for 24hpd & 3hp fire damage; second attack hits AC25 for 25hpd & 1hp fire damage; third attack hits AC31 for 20hpd & 1hp fire damage.)
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35, true seeing] Wednesday January 17th, 2007 11:19:16 PM
Cori lets her own ability to see in pitch black work to her advantage as she races down towards the waters edge. She only takes slight note of the man inside of the bubble, letting her eyes wash over him with a little bit of interest.
She then turns her focus to the pool and the place that the dragon pulled her love into. Her thoughts are once again boiling as she starts a new line of chants, that will end in another spell.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 42 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): 240 minutes- doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 42 rounds] [true seeing(Cori): 24 minutes] [magic missile wand(45): damage] [wand of fireball(46): damage, Reflex 24 for half]
Player Note: Amarth [HP: 69/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid]
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Thursday January 18th, 2007 12:01:04 PM
"Don't anyone go near that water!" yells Nick.
On seeing the the other worm approaching, he casts AIR WALK, and begins to climb.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 74, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance, Shaken -2) d20+17=34 d20+11=15 d8+5=7 d8+5=6 Thursday January 18th, 2007 12:06:46 PM
"Die, die, you stupid worm," Olana mutters, sending more arrows at Worm # 2.
"Hang on, Lian!"
Hits AC 34, 15 for 7 and 7 Dam
DM Jan Thursday January 18th, 2007 1:19:14 PM
IN THE CAVERN
UP TOP:
Worm # 2 - The battle rages in and around the giant purple worm. Blades and arrows slice into its considerable flesh while magic and fire torch and sear its flanks. K'Nara, Gunther and Milo can see that they're making headway, as the flesh begins to split apart. Bertram's fire elementals continue to dance, adding to Dahlia's and Ingrge's searing heat. Inside, past the teeth, Lian finds himself in a dark and warm place. It stinks in here, and the surrounding mucus seems to be acting like a moisturizer in reverse. He can feel the pounding coming from the outside, feel the weak spots, so much so that he knows he can pound his way out. Then - 2 things happen.
1) The worm bursts into flames. The cavern brightens considerably. This is quickly followed by -
2) BOOOOM!!!!! K'Nara, Gunther and Milo have managed to carve slits into the innards of the beast. This has allowed the fire to discover the build up of methane in the worm's stomach, enabling a rather impressive gas explosion. The following heat and kinetic energy are equally as impressive, and just about everyone in the cavern gets a taste of it. The blast makes teeth rattle and the cavern floor bounce hard.
Lian, Milo, Gunther and K'Nara get the worst of it, taking both heat and blunt trauma damage. Fire Damage 24 Blast Damage 40
No save on the fire damage (unless you have fire protection, which should absorb some of it) Reflex DC 30 for half blast damage. Fort DC 25 or be stunned for four rounds.
Further out, everyone else gets hit with the shockwave and potentially, pieces of toasted worm, flying outward at great speed. The forcefield around the injured hooded figure gets slapped by huge chunks of worm meat. Mordrid, Olana, Falin, Aeralia, Nick, Ingrge, Dahlia, Cori and Bertram all get their hair blown back. Non lethal damage 15. No save. Reflex DC 30 to avoid a further 20 damage from flying debris.
Stating the obvious, I know, but Worm #2 is now toast.
In the aftermath, Worm #1 lets out a great roar. This isn't over yet.
DOWN BELOW (in the icy depths) -
Valdor and Ve Mundr continue their onslaught with a deadly dance of blade and magic only epic warriors can bring. The dragon's flesh is severely lacerated, the spells have weakened it. And so far they haven't seen much in the way of retaliation. At this point, questions might be going through their minds as to why. However, there are more immediate matters to take care of.
There's an abrupt, percussive !!WHUMP!! felt in the water by all three. An explosion somewhere? A big one. The light from the shield reveals the sudden instability of the walls, and huge pieces of rock start to break off and tumble slowly down. And some of them look bigger and heavier than the dragon! Is this the end, then? To be buried underwater beneath tons of rock? Might be an idea to -
*** POP!!! ***
The atmospheric change in pressure is both immediate and painful. Both the Dragonstone and the Protector of Domi suddenly find themselves about 20,000 feet up in the air. The sunny, morning light is blinding; their eardrums burst, their chests rage, and blood oozes from their eyes. In moments they find themselves falling toward the ground at approximately 120 mph.
Two good things - the view is certainly better, they can see the lake and the hills below through blurry vision, and - the black dragon falling alongside them is not deploying his wings, his grip has slackened to nothing. He's dropping like a stone.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=58 d20+35=43 d20+30=33 d20+40=41 d20+40=44 d8+10=17 d8+10=14 d8+10=15 d8+10=17 d8+10=13 Thursday January 18th, 2007 1:50:31 PM
"Why am I dripping with goo?" Falin says kind of matter-of-factly.
As he shakes the bits and pieces out of his hair he turns to see the 2nd worm making its way around the pond. He takes aim and fires upon it.
AC 58 HP 17 AC 43 HP 14 AC 33 HP 15 Natural 1 AC 44 HP 13
Arrows Count Normal 19 +5 15 Wood Tipped 20
Valdor(AC41, HP 322, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance, Stoneskin 120 pts, Acid Resistance, Holy Aura, Freedom of Movement, Cloak of Arachnid, Bless, Water Breathing, Fire Resistance, True Seeing, Haste) d20+20=38 d20+44=50 d20+43=59 d20+43=55 d20+39=57 d20+39=41 d20+38=55 d20+38=53 d20+34=50 d20+34=54 d20+33=42 d12+21=28 d12+21=31 d12+21=32 d12+21=27 d12+21=29 d12+17=23 d12+17=19 d12+17=19 d12+17=18 d12+17=24 Thursday January 18th, 2007 2:10:32 PM
Valdors only focus is killing this dragon. So focused is he, that he barely notices the concussion from the explosion. He does, however, see the dropping stones and chunks of rock. He's just about to activate his ring when they 'pop' into the sky.
He screams in pain as his eardrums burst. His vision is smeared...why is there a red tint to his vision? Casting those concerns aside, he notices finally after a couple of seconds that the dragon is not moving. He takes a couple of seconds to estimate how much time they have before they hit the ground.
He yells as loud as he can, but it comes out more like croaking from his constricted throat,"Ve, can you hear me? We've got about a minute and a half before we hit the ground! Can you save yourself? I can get out of this with little trouble." He continues to hammer thedragon with his sword, just in case he's faking or just knocked out. He holds his last two attacks to start maneuvering himself out from between Lathiese's teeth if the dragon doesn't respond. His prodigious strength is waning fast, especially with the adrenaline rush fading with the dragon's life force. He's too lost in pain to respond to Ingrge, but with their telepathic bond, he knows they are alive, but hurting badly.
(Fortitude DC38 for change of "scenery", used Hasted action for questions to Ve, attacks total 250 pts)
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 209-235 SR 34 Thursday January 18th, 2007 3:31:27 PM
As the violent explosion rocks the upper reaches and the rockwall starts to collapse, Ve looks to Valdor. Nope and didn't think he was going anywhere. Ve mind starts quickly moving through his possible escape routes that would include Valdor, no way he would come back alive without the man. Then the bright light assaults his eyes and his eardrums snap with the underpressure.
Ve's jaw clenches and he slams his eyes shut with a deep shuddering groan. One thing more than near anything else he hated was a pain within his head. Then his mind drifted to the Status of the others, some of them were just recently hurt quite bad, but they were all still alive. Not that he could do much from here, but he could alleviate any concern Valdor might have and with that he looks over and opens his eyes. His vision was blurry, but with the full helm and all he could do little about that right now as well. But speak he does, "Valdor? Yea, I'm still with you. So this is dragon slaying?"
"I have a Status spell on the others, a few are hurt but none overly so." Ve disengages from the dragon and pushes himself away to fall into space along side of it. "As for the matter of the approaching ground, I can handle that easy enough."
Ve then looks about him, "Recognize anything, I'm a bit put off old Laithese did not seem to want to do anything but get us through that portal we just went through. Surely he could not have thought just popping through and dropping us would really be endagering?" As Ve speaks he reaches into his Haversack and extracts his carpet of flying. "once we make sure he is actually dead, I have a ride unless you want to pop back more immediate like."
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 40 rounds Bless 22 min
Valdor Thursday January 18th, 2007 4:31:53 PM
Valdor replies through gritted teeth,"I suspect he was planning to kill us under water, but between my damage and your spells, he wasn't prepared for what we did to him. I don't expect he thought we'd live that long. The water was poison and he wouldn't have known we could fight underwater the same as above.
And, yes, unfortunately, that was dragon slaying. It's terrible to kill such a magnificent being, but he left no choice. I'll levitate down in a minute, my friend. At this speed, I'm not sure you can get that carpet under you...I'll wait until you are okay."
Ve Mundr Thursday January 18th, 2007 5:56:19 PM
Ve just smiles at Valdor. He produces a small cube from his Haversack and presses a side. The air that moments ago was rushing by him is now completely held at bay by the cubes power. Ve then unfolds the carpet in the falling cubic force enclosure. Once on the carpet he activates the rug and begins slowing his fall.
Lian (hps68-114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130-27),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person d20+21=29 d20+16=32 Thursday January 18th, 2007 6:23:11 PM
(Reflex save 29 failed, Fort save 32 success)
The large monk doesn't get much of a chance to prepare. He sees the orange/purple light, unmistakably a fire from the outside of the worm, then the explosion. A mass of worm and monk fly through the air, then OOF! against the cavern wall.
The monk stands up, ichor hanging off him, his red blood mingles with dark ooze from the worm. He struggles for a breath or two. Singed, he looks around for something else to attack.
He sees the other worm and moves toward it, healing himself as he moves. (Wholeness of Body healing 18)
Movement 70ft.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram, -27) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon Bless: ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : 18 Used Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20=15 d20=19 Thursday January 18th, 2007 6:59:10 PM
Mordrid rolls out of the way of the blasting gue ( R48 / F45). Landing on his feet he quick draws his sunsword and moves forward at full stride towards the remaining worm.
Holding his hand out, "Cease attacking! Nick, get everyone patched up."
Mordrid approaches the head region of the remaining worm, and his sword begins to glow with light. Mordrid goes into a TOTAL DEFENSE: AC 43. There he stands with sword arched high over head, ready to parry (not in game mechanic terms) the coming attack.
Corialote [HP: 178/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35, true seeing, shapechange: ghost] d20+23=29 d20+11=12 d20+29=42 Thursday January 18th, 2007 7:45:20 PM
A hail of parts pelt the poor form of Cori as she finishes her spell, though she is able to keep a hold upon the magic. She winces as all the damage comes to bear upon her friend and familiar Amarth. She shrugs her shoulders and gives him the ok to take to the air. "Valor." The last is a whisper as her form slips into that of a ghostly image of herself. To which she neatly dives into the water, leaving no splash or anything to place her passage.
Amarth takes to the air in the cavern and comes to land further back in the cavern so that he can watch. He is hoping that this will put him further from the fighting and danger for now.
[fox's cunning(Cori): 24 minutes] [protection from acid(Valdor, K'Nara, Cori): 240 minutes or 120 points] [extend greater invisibility(Dahlia): 41 rounds] [extend mass bear's endurance(everyone): 48 minutes] [extend mass bull's strength(everyone): 48 minutes] [keen(Mordrid): 240 minutes- doubles critical] [extended haste(everyone): 41 rounds] [true seeing(Cori): 24 minutes] [shapechange(Cori): 240 minutes] [magic missile wand(45): damage] [wand of fireball(46): damage, Reflex 24 for half]
Player Note: Amarth [HP: 34/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid]
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. purple worm; hp 96/72; stoneskin 130 hp) d20+20=32 d20+14=22 Thursday January 18th, 2007 8:52:33 PM
Singed by the flame, Milo jumps behind worm carcass, completely avoiding the blast, but the resulting shockwave leaves the halfling staggering in place, stunned. (OOC: Reflex save DC 32 for no damage; improved evasion; Fort save DC 22 fails however.)
Gunther (AC39, HP54/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3, Enlarge Person d20+13=28 d20+15=31 Thursday January 18th, 2007 11:07:57 PM
Thrown back and completely covered in molten worm guts, Gunther howls a primal cry of pain. (Refl.=28) Rolling back on his feat, Gunther shakes off the pain (Fort.=31). Seeing Lian take off after the other worm, Gunther joins in as well.
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 41/48 rounds Holy Aura Stoneskin--150/150 pts. remaining Protection from Acid--61/120 pts. remaining Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min Enlarge Person 3min
K'Nara (AC43, HP 114/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+20=30 d20+16=26 Thursday January 18th, 2007 11:30:02 PM
K'Nara is engulfed in heat, but manages to dance away from the bulk of the blast force, her hefty fortitude allowing her to weather the concussive effects.
(OOC: Reflex save totals 30, so she only suffers half damage; Fort save totals 26.)
K'Nara follows Lian's lead, thinking as she moves forward that, perhaps, she should turn off her Flaming Blade..?
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Friday January 19th, 2007 1:15:34 AM
Nick was climbing to a height so he could send down a Flame Strike on the approaching worm. Being a natural klutz, he gets smacked pretty hard by the blast. While he's catching his breath, he hears Mordrid and changes tack.
Casting MASS HEAL. (Restores hit points. Ends stun and poison effects.)
He then glances over toward the pool.
Earpiece: "Ve? Valdor? How are you - ah, dang it, Cori's entered the water."
Nick sets off toward the water's edge.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 54, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance, Shaken -2) d20+19=30 Friday January 19th, 2007 1:21:04 AM
Olana ducks instinctively as the worm goes up, and a piece of the creature narrowly misses her head. The blast however pushes her sharply backward into the wall.
"Magic mushrooms," she mutters.
Her next thought - Milo, and she dashes forward, looking for him amongst the wreckage.
Ingrge: Ac 36: HP 361/361; holy aura, hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+26=34 d20+17=25 d20+20=26 Friday January 19th, 2007 9:16:23 AM
Thinking he was far enough back to avoid the fallout damage, and not having learned how to dodge chunks of worm goo when the big baby goes and gets himself blown up, Ingrge is literally pelted and pounded by purple pieces of pulverized putrescence (reflex DC 26). By the time he gets back up and wipes the biggest chunks off his once white robes, he can already feel the healing magic of Father Nic coursing through his body.
It is then that he is hit with the images and painful thoughts from Valdor and he nearly hits the floor again. Sensing No immediate need to teleport out to the rescue, the doughty elf, moves forward to where Mordrid is standing, and then speaks out so all can hear. "No more fire on this next worm all. Mordrid do you want me to hit it with a cone of Ice? Or shall we just just start sending 30 or more arrows ito it?" Casting spell - Mordenkainen's sword -
Suddenly a glowing magical sword appears at Ingrge's right side and he sends if forward 60 feet ahead ready to first confront the worm.
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile****, true strike, ray of enfeeblement** 2nd - scorching ray **, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying, bestow curse 5th - Cone of cold*, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand,
Active spells
Bull's str. - 475 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 475 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 125 rounds water breathing - 4195 rounds status - 13,195 rounds stone skin - 1295 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 595 rounds hasted - 43 rounds Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
Dahlia: AC36: HP226: Holy aura, haste, Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire
Dahlia feels herself flying backwards, tumbling through the air from the force of the Worm Blast and and actually has a harder time dodgingthe worm remains than she would normally because of her current flight mode. Reflex DC 34 and the ringing in her ears was nearly deafening, Though perhaps her being up in the air helped alleviate much of the force of the blast.
Using her boots Dahlia flies to where she is above the second worm, draws her swords and prepares to drop down upon it. Through the ear piece she contacts Mordrid. "Mordrid, I am above it, with swords ready, all set up for a topside assault at your word."
It is then that she sees Cori dive into the water.through the ear peices she sends "CORIALOTE, Have you lost your mind? Get back here! Valdor may going to kill you for disobeying his orders. AND I know he will KIll you if you get yourself Killed! And if he doesn't I WILL!"
Dahlia's Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 42 rounds Status - 13,194 rounds water breating - 3594 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 594 rounds Haste - 42 Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Friday January 19th, 2007 10:24:35 AM
Feeling Nick's healing powers coursing through his body, Mordrid knows that the group has been healed. He waves the Talons forward. "Attack at will."
"Ingrge... at your discretion."
[ooc: will attack after DM post]
Lian Friday January 19th, 2007 7:25:39 PM
Continues to move.
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+26=34 d20+21=27 d20+26=34 d10+15=18 d10+15=23 d10+15=21 d6=6 d6=5 d6=4 Saturday January 20th, 2007 12:17:19 AM
K'Nara's wounds heal thanks to Father Nicholas' spell, and allows her to concentrate on hacking up the remaining worm.
(OOC: first attack hits AC34 for 18hpd & 6hp fire damage; second attack hits AC27 for 23hpd & 5hp fire damage; third attack hits AC34 for 21hpd & 4hp fire damage)
DM Jan d20+19=31 Saturday January 20th, 2007 12:19:16 AM
TOPSIDE:
As Valdor and Ve Mundr work on getting their speed of descent slowed down, Lathiese keeps on falling at terminal velocity and lands below them with a **THUD** on the hillside.
The huge skull-like head is cracked in two, the body flattened. It's fluids are already beginning to irrigate the surrounding grass and mountain flowers. Even in death, Lathiese is a fearsome monster. His jaw lies open, taunting anyone to come near. There are no carrion eaters lying in wait, and nor will there be. Instead all eyes, such as there are, stare up at the two men. What are these creatures, who could kill such a beast? Birds take flight, beetles start digging, rabbits duck back into their burrows, as the men descend. Gunther's cat is out there, and chooses to stay right where she is, beneath a large prickly hawthorne. The only anomaly - a small silver dragon with ragged wings, flying in haphazard loop-di-loops above the lower tree line. Her voice is in the mind - an over-excited whisper -
Battered but unbowed, the remaining Talons and Platinums close in on the last of the great worms. The cavern walls reflect back what little light there is from it's seamed, glittering walls, revealing the dark purple behemoth, it's flesh twitching in utter rage.
Bertram, Olana, Milo, Aeralia and Nick can feel the ground vibrate as the thing slides toward their comrades. They also can see that the hunched figure inside the magic sphere has fallen to one side, is lying immobile on the ground, and that a small dark object appears to have rolled out of his hand and onto the ground within the sphere's protective realm.
Amarth has done his companion's bidding and has flown to the back of the cavern. He's found a shelf high up. There's not much room up here because of all the piles of small shiny red things, but there's enough for a perch. He's distracted for a moment, and pecks at one of the piles, after all, a bird such as he likes to collect such things... shiny, sparkly - A sharp vibration as the worm heaves itself forward toward it's foes scatters one of the piles, sending some of the gems skittering down to the cavern floor, and Amarth turns his head just in time to see the worm rear up and -
Gunther, K'nara, Lian, Ingrge and Mordrid are directly below the thing as it rears and gives out an ear-splitting roar. And as if the sound and smell accompanying it wasn't quite enough, Falin's arrows hammer home and the thing lets out another one.
Up above, Dahlia gets a close up view of its knobbly flesh before it dives forward and opens wide.
This time the target is Gunther, and the worm attempts to chow down. The light from Mordrid's sword gives the orc-raised human a good view of massive incisors and lots of small teeth beyond.
CHOMP! Hits AC 31 - and misses! It's jaw snaps right in front of Gunther's nose!
Down under the water's surface, Cori is greeted by a mournful sight. Corpses in various stages of decay, sway in water so recently disturbed by the rockfall. Of course a black dragon liked to do that, soak his food for a while, let it rot. This was a larder. The water was tainted by the decay, and by something else.
Falin (AC 24 HP 99) Holy Aura, Water Breathing, Bless, Stone Skin (130), Haste, Bull's Strength, Bear's Endurance d20+40=42 d20+35=44 d20+30=41 d20+40=53 d20+40=45 d8+22=23 d8+12=19 d8+12=16 d8+12=14 d8+12=13 Saturday January 20th, 2007 12:54:21 AM
Falin looks on as Gunther avoids the bite of the great worm. "I'll not have another friend harmed today."
Falin fires on the worm.
Using Dire Shot
AC 42 HP 23 AC 44 HP 19 AC 41 HP 16 AC 53 HP 14 AC 45 HP 13
Arrows Count Normal 19 +5 15 Wood Tipped 20
Valdor d100=69 Saturday January 20th, 2007 1:20:12 AM
Wearily, Valdor levitates down beside the dragon. He can hardly focus his eyes. Suddenly, he remembers the others and says in his earpiece with a strained and very unsteady voice,"It...is... finished."
He puts on his ring, too weary to walk, and hands it to Ve to teleport back to the group. He pictures the entrance to the cavern about twenty feet back from where the saw the first worm and 'poof', they appear back behind the group. He barely can stand, the strain of the altitude change, his burst eardrums, his chest contracted then expanded...it is only by sheer force of will that he can stand.
With blood still dripping from the corners of his eyes, he stumbles forward, swords in hand, but really just used like a cane to support his weight.
Ingrge: Ac 36: HP 361/361; Morden. Sword, holy aura, hasted, arcane sight, see invisibility, bear's endur,, bull's str., stoneskin(130), rary's telepathic, water breathing, spectral hand, status, contingency d20+17=35 d20+17=34 d20+12=17 d6+10=14 d6+10=13 d6+5=10 5d4(1+4+2+1+2)+5=15 d20+29=32 d20+29=31 d20+24=30 d20+19=39 d20+19=28 d4+8=9 d4+8=12 d4+8=10 d4+8=10 d4+8=10 10d6(3+5+2+4+3+6+3+6+2+5)=39 10d6(3+2+1+4+5+3+2+1+6+6)=33 10d6(4+3+5+5+2+1+6+6+5+1)=38 10d6(6+1+6+4+6+2+3+3+3+4)=38 d20+28=36 d20+24=32 d4+8=10 d4+8=9 10d6(4+1+6+4+5+2+6+6+4+1)=39 10d6(2+5+3+2+3+3+4+4+3+4)=33 d20+25=37 4d6(1+3+3+6)+3=16 d20+16=32 Saturday January 20th, 2007 9:57:52 AM
Ingrge curses a bit as he "sees" Dahlia settling in above the worm right in the way of his next planned spell. So instead he wades in between Gunther and Mordrid staff wailing and at each swing you can see the magical energy pulsing through the staff.
AC 35 - 14 points plus Spell - Bestow curse: -4 on all attack and save rolls
(Hasted attack) AC 34 - 13 points plus spell - ray of enfeeblement - loss of 10 points of strength
AC 17 (I am assuming miss) 0 plus spell - magic missile - 15 points
As Ingrge attacks with his staff the glowing sword that Ingrge conjured the previous round attacks as well.
AC 37 - 16 points Damage; No save; SR32
current remaining spells
0 - resistance **, ray for frost*** 1st - magic missile***, true strike, ray of enfeeblement* 2nd - scorching ray **, detect thoughts, ghoul touch***, 3rd - Clairaudience, haste. 4th - scrying 5th - Cone of cold*, teleport 6th - greater dispel magic**, Globe of invulnerability 7th - Greater teleport, Bigby's grasping hand,
Active spells
Bull's str. - 475 rounds (+4 str) att/dam bear's endur. - 475 rounds (+4 con) fort/hp spectral hand - 125 rounds water breathing - 4195 rounds status - 13,195 rounds stone skin - 1295 rounds Vampiric touch - (temp points) 595 rounds hasted - 43 rounds Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
Dahlia: AC36: HP226: Holy aura, haste, Greater invisibility, Bless, Status, Elixer of fire
Dropping down on to the beast's back Dahlia gets to work with her swords.
Rapier - (Could I have rolled any worse?) AC 32 9 damage; 39 sneak attack AC 31 12 damage 33 sneak attack AC 30 10 damage 38 sneak attack AC 39 (natural 20 threat) AC 28- 10 damage;10 crit; 38 sneak attack
-2 strength from crippling stike for each successful attack.
Kukri - (geesh it continues)
AC 36 - 10 points damage; 39 points sneak attack
AC 32 - 9 points damage; 33 points sneak attack
-2 strength points for each successful snaek attack
Dahlia's Active spells
Greater Invisibility - 42 rounds Status - 13,194 rounds water breating - 3594 rounds Elixer of Fire breathing - 594 rounds Haste - 42 Holy Aura - 17 rounds (+4 deflection +4 saves SR 25 vs evil)
Gunther (AC39, HP54/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3, Enlarge Person d20+22=32 d20+17=19 d20+12=20 d20+22=35 d20+14=21 d20+4=23 d20+4=9 d20+22=25 2d6(4+5)+16=25 2d6(1+1)+16=18 2d6(2+3)+16=21 2d6(5+1)+16=22 2d6(5+1)+16=22 2d6(6+5)+16=27 Saturday January 20th, 2007 10:29:28 AM
Snorting in disgust, Gunther moves slighting to the side of the creature's head and launches another attack, making sure that his flame and electric enchantments are turned off.
AC32 for 25 AC19 AC20 for 18 AC35 for 21 AC21 for 22 AC23/9 for 22 AC25 for 27 Total damage: 135
OOC: Jan, how many HP restored from Nick's Mass Heal?
Spells in place Bear's Endurance, +4 to Con 20min. Haste 40/48 rounds Holy Aura Stoneskin--150/150 pts. remaining Protection from Acid--61/120 pts. remaining Water Breathing-7 hours Freedom of Movement-220 min. Barkskin 60min Enlarge Person 3min
(Mass heal would put him back to full hit points, but wouldn't replace lost stoneskin points-sorry to butt in, but Jan might not see this today and I am bored at work-SteveH)
Ve Mundr AC 46 HP 209-235 SR 34 d20+19=27 Saturday January 20th, 2007 2:03:04 PM
Ve puts on the ring to attune himself and go with Valdor. "Valdor, Alemi and Domi have been companions and friends for a very long time and they both care about others." Valdor activates the ring and the two appear in the cavern. With a thought, Ve channels Domi's power of healing into Valdor. {Cast Quicken Heal}
With the rest of the group finishing off the Worm and Valdor healed, Ve moves to the small sphere and the man inside it. For now Ve will leave the sphere in tact and try to asertain if the man inside is alive or dead. {heal check 27}
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Daylight on Shield 220 min Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs Barkskin 2 hrs Spell Resistance 44 min Freedom Movement 220 min Hasted 39 rounds Bless 22 min
K'Nara (AC43, HP 158/158; Acid Protection; Bear's Endurance; Bless; Cat's Grace; Freedom of Movement; Haste; Stoneskin, Water Breathing) d20+26=30 d20+21=29 d20+26=31 d10+15=25 d10+15=22 d10+15=24 Saturday January 20th, 2007 2:05:35 PM
"Lucia!" K'Nara yells, finally remembering to turn off the fire from the sword.
*Make up your mind!* the mental voice of the weapon complains.
The blade singer lays into the hide of the purple worm.
(OOC: First attack hits AC30 for 25hpd; second hits AC29 for 22hpd; third hits AC31 for 24hpd)
Aeralia (AC20, HP 15/50, Shaken, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Haste, Spell Resistance, Invisibility) d20+3=22 Saturday January 20th, 2007 4:28:19 PM
(OOC: We aren't all in range of a Mass Heal are we? Who was targeted)
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Aeralia is buffeted against the wall of force by the explosion, which she leans against heavily as the invisible sorceress attempts to shield herself with her arms against the incoming debris. (OOC: Reflex 22 vs. DC 30, Failed)
The young sorceress stands slowly once she's recovered from the impact, and slowly moving towards the water, one hand on the wall of force, she moves until she reaches the invisible walls end (stepping briefly in the water if she must).
Once around it, Aeralia wearily makes her way along the edge of the pool, towards her Resilient Sphere, and her detained prisoner within.
Corialote [HP: 178/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35, true seeing, shapechange: ghost, detect magic] Saturday January 20th, 2007 6:45:18 PM
Cori's eyes search the area for signs of Valdor and Ve, not knowing that they are already above the water now and inside the cave. She cringes a little at the sight of the bodies and then glances around some more. There was something else her, something that she cannot put her finger on. Her fingers go through the movements and though she does not need to breathe in her current state she intones the words that will call upon more of her powers. "It feels as if something else is down here, maybe something in the water or something else." Her eyes scan the waters for anything that lights up like a candle in her new enhanced vision.
Amarth cannot help himself but gathers a nice bright shiny to himself. He keeps a hold on it all the while that the stacked pile is shaken and falling apart. He figures at least he will get something out of this to remember this fight by.
Player Note: Amarth [HP: 34/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid]
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. purple worm; hp 96/72; stoneskin 130 hp; stunned) Sunday January 21st, 2007 7:29:01 PM
Milo stands reeling from the blasting explosion of the last worm. His mind, operating normally, screams for his body to jump into action. However, his body refuses. It as if the halfling stands amidst the eye of the storm, and all is calm except the surrounding countryside, where the storm rages on.
Posting Report For Monday January 22nd, 2007 6:53:27 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 15, 2007
Names-----MTWTF DM Jan-----XXXXX Valdore----XXO2XS Mordrid----2XOXX Fr.nick----XXOXX Dahlia-----OOXOXS VE Mont----OXX2OS Coralote---XOXXOS
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) d20=16 d8+12=19 d20=2 d8+12=17 d20=15 d8+12=13 d8+12=14 Monday January 22nd, 2007 9:52:17 AM
Mordrid attacks the worm.
[Attack 1: 34 + 16 = hits AC50. Damage 19.]
[Attack 2: 29 + 2 = hits AC 31. Damage 17.]
[Attack 3: 24 + 15 = hits AC 39. Damage 13.]
[Attack 4: 19 + 13 = hits AC 32. Damage 14.]
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Monday January 22nd, 2007 12:18:14 PM
((OOC - sorry, folks - Mass Heal - a bit more clarification - heals normal hit points up to 250 - and Nick, at level 21, has a good range of 75 ft. The pond and the worms were initially about 70ft away, so I figured I'd managed to get everyone, with the exception of Amarth, Valdor and Ve Mundr. Don't forget, as mentioned before - poison and stun are negated, too.))
Nick gives out a sigh of relief as his two comrades re-appear in the cavern. He squints in the gloom from his position over by the pool, trying to determine their condition. He knows Ve has more than enough capability to heal both of them, so he stays focussed ahead (with what's happening with the worm kept in the corner of his eye).
"Cori," he says into the earpiece. "They're back. Now will you please get out of that rancid pond." Could she hear him? or was her current form preventing any communication.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 54, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance, Shaken -2) Monday January 22nd, 2007 12:21:26 PM
Olana moves into a position between her beloved Milo and the worm, pulls her sword, and prepares to carve a large hole in the nasty thing.
DM Jan Monday January 22nd, 2007 12:59:28 PM
The fight continues with the great worm, and the enormous beast thrashes as its hide is pierced by both arrow and blade. Without the cauterization factor offered by fiery blades, the creature's blood and copious stomach fluid spurts and oozes forth, covering everyone in melee range. It's a dirty, smelly job, but someone has to do it, and the combined might of Platinum and Talon bring the thing down VERY swiftly. There is a final **WHOOOOMP** as the worm's head hits the floor. The entire cavern shakes, the pool surface skitters, and a sound like many tiny objects clattering to the ground can be heard coming from the rear of the cavern.
Amarth has to take flight as the many shiny red things start to flow off the edge of the shelf.
Underwater, the dead sway back and forth, reacting to the vibration of the fallen worm. Cori realises there is nothing alive down here - merely rocks, bones, and tainted water. There was something perhaps other than rot spoiling the water, but it wasn't anything magical.
Aeralia approaches her sphere and is joined by Ve Mundr. The young man inside the magical globe looks to have died of his wounds. Some of the arrows in his body have pierced right through, like skewers. The man's hood has fallen back. He looks pale, sickly. The hair on his scalp is tufted and sparse, and his skin is a bad colour. He looks as though he has been suffering from ill health for a long while. Next to his hand, a small white rock, carved into the shape of a skull sits there on the stone floor. It radiates magic.
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Monday January 22nd, 2007 1:54:02 PM
As the mighty worm collapses, Mordrid sheaths his sword with a circular flourish.
"Is everyone on there feet?"
Immediately the ranger begins to march on a path that bisects the pool and the hooded figure. He's looking at the man, but speaking to no one in particular, "Ok you big ox. 'It is done' so you can go ahead and come back up now." The concern is audible in his voice.
[ooc: Jan, remind me not to read your posts while I'm eating lunch.]
~~Jan~~ Hee hee, sorry.
Lian (hps114, AC37-2)Stoneskin(130-27),bear's endurance,bull's strength,enlarge person Monday January 22nd, 2007 2:47:37 PM
(Assuming Mass Heal affected Lian?)
The hand of Domi sways on the spot when suddenly a wave a healing hits him nearly knocking him on his rear. He looks around for another foe... mentally counts Talons.... Plats... "Um, we're missing someone. Three I think, actually."
Movement 70ft.
Active spells: Stoneskin (Bertram, -27) extend mass bear's endurance: 48 minutes (Cori) extend mass bull's strength: 48 minutes (Cori) enlarge person (scroll) Blessed Hands: bless weapon Bless: ? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ PREPARED SPELLS: Spell DC: 17 plus spell level; Caster Level 4
Zero Level: Detect Magicx2, Guidance, Mending, Purify Food and Drink First Level: Bless, Cure Light Wounds(max), Divine Favor, Endure Elements, Hide from Undead, Remove Fear Second Level: Bear's Endurance, Cure Moderate Wounds(max), Resist Energy, Silence Domain Spells : Enlarge Person and Bull's Strength
Stunning Fist 13/day: Unused Wholeness of Body (18 points) : 18 Used Domain - Protection [1/day, standard action, resistance equal to cleric level, 1 hour] : Unused Domain - Strength [1/day, free action, strength enhancement equal to cleric level, 1 round] : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Goodberry (3/day, caster level 1, 1 day) : Unused Brahmah's Tattoo of Bull's Strength (2/day, caster level 3, 3 min) : Unused
One scroll of Enlarge Person used.
Valdor Monday January 22nd, 2007 3:05:08 PM
Valdor basks in the warmth of Domi's strength and magic coursing throughhis body. He lets out an audible sigh when the magic subsides and he isreturned to the reality of their situation. He still looks awful, the trails of blood down his face from the corners of his eyes being the most telling. He quickly forgets those, however, and quietly sneaks up behind Mordrid.
He pinches Mordrid's rear and says,"Ox? I'm wounded to the core. You got to sit back and shoot arrows at purple worms, while Ve and I did the hard part. Nothing more than a little target practice for you, but we get dragged under water, chomped and squished like a little ball, taste the nastiest water ever seen on this Wold, have our eardrums explode and chests almost cave in from the extreme depths he took us to...it's really nasty down there, by the way...only to pop back intothe air several thousand feet up, then fall all the way back down to the ground. My eyes even bled. I'm lucky THEY didn't explode. And you sit here humming your favorite tune, occasionally taking a shot here and there.
I tell you, there's just no justice in the Wold these days. Nick, talk to Alemi about that, would you?"
He then grabs Ve and gives him a bear hug and says,"I am glad you went with me, my friend. I would have died today if not for you. You have my thanks, iron man of Domi.
He then says,"All of you spellcasters...you were awesome. He wasn't prepared for what we did and he lost because of it. You Talons, remember this well. We won today, not because we were superior to him and his creatures, but because we were prepared and he was arrogant. We will be retiring soon, and one day, you may face Parnoth. Be prepared always, no matter who or what you face. It saved lives today."
He turns to search for Lathiese's treasure with his 'true seeing', but stops. He turns around and says,"Who took out the man next to the water? I think he was supposed to cast something for Lathiese and the dragon was surprised when he failed. Something happened where he couldn't cast, and I'm not sure, but I think it completely screwed up his plans. And..." his face turns white,"where is Cori?"
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Monday January 22nd, 2007 4:54:52 PM
Mordrid spins around when he is touched on the rump. "Valdor," he says flatly. "You smell."
Upon mention of Cori the ranger points at the water, "she went looking for you."
He signals to Aeralia to drop the sphere.
Gunther (AC39, HP118/118) Bear's Endurance, Haste, Holy Aura, Stoneskin, Protect. from Acid, Water Breathing, Freedom of Movement,Barkskin +3, Enlarge Person Monday January 22nd, 2007 8:04:14 PM
The warrior beams as the worm falls. Spotting Valdor and Ve, he figures that the dragon is gone. He goes over and gives K'nara a big, goop covered hug. "Dat's it?" he asks, mildly disappointed. "I didn't even get to take a svipe at de ting." Gunther sighs and then tightens his worm gut grip on the bladesinger. "Still, not too bad for a day's vork, eh?"
Milo (AC 30, 31 v. purple worm; hp 96/72; stoneskin 130 hp; stunned) Monday January 22nd, 2007 8:19:22 PM
Considering the idea of taking over for the likes of Valdor and Mordrid, Milo feels very very small, particularly in the "ability to slay large monster" department. Nonetheless, the halfling rogue is happy to see that everyone made it through the battle in one piece... more or less. With that in mind, he makes a beeline for Olana, his love, and encircles her waist with his hug.
Ingrge Monday January 22nd, 2007 10:12:24 PM
Still feeling like he is about to burst with all the spells and stuff affecting him, Ingrge looks suspiciously around, absolutely sure that there is more to come, and that something or someone is just waiting for the group to let their gaurd down.
********** Pulling herself out of the gunky remains of the worm that collapsed under her, Dahlia cleans and then sheathes her two swords. "So where do you supose Lathiese kept all of his goodies?"
K'Nara Monday January 22nd, 2007 11:33:20 PM
The worm falls and the Talons are reunited with Valdor and Ve. Then K'Nara finds herself on the receiving end of Gunther's embrace. She grins and kisses him soundly.
"Have no doubt, Valdor," the blade singer vows, "The Talons will face Parnoth some day, the Emerald Kingdom shall become all the better for it." Upon hearing him ask about the man by the water, K'Nara turns and looks, nonplussed.
"Did anyone ever find out for sure if this man was, indeed, working with Lathiese?" she asks, then squints at the white skull on the ground near the stranger's body. "Why...that one there looks like the mate to..." Now she rummages in the top of her Handy Haversack, "...this one here! It was in that first worm--only this one is black instead of white..." She holds up the black skull she had picked up earlier.
Aeralia (AC20, HP 15/50, Shaken, Mage Armor, Shield, Bear's Endurance, Bull's Strength, Water Breathing, Rary's Telepathic Bond, Holy Aura, Haste, Spell Resistance) Monday January 22nd, 2007 11:53:41 PM
(OOC: Moot point to argue now that combat is over (if it is indeed over), but Mass heal would have a range of 75 feet, but only an area of effect of creatures no further apart that 30ft. So would not likely hit everyone.)
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Aeralia frowns as she comes towards her magical globe, feeling somewhat sad for the sickly young man within her sphere, but also confusion, and disappointment in her companions.
"Is this what happens to anything that comes to be in our path?" she wonders outloud, to no one in particular, blinking her eyes and concentrating to dismiss her evocation. She then dismisses her invisibility, and looks over the deceased, sickly looking man with pity.
Active Spells: Mage Armor (5992 rnds) Shield (Oriented in Front) (93 rnds) Bear's Endurance (474 rnds) Bull's Strength (474 rnds) Water Breathing (2394 rnds) Rary's telepathic bond (1294 rnds) Holy Aura (???) Haste (40 Rnds) Spell Resistance - 34 (???)
Corialote [HP: 178/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35, true seeing, shapechange: ghost, detect magic] Monday January 22nd, 2007 11:58:20 PM
Cori comes floating back out of the water having found nothing in it. She has suddenly gotten rather worried and though she could hear the others she was not able to reply. The only thing that made her feel a lot better was the fact that Nick had just told her that Valdor was back...with Ve of course. Her ghostly form heads in the general direction of the gathered group, searching for that infuriating man.
Amarth is still flapping gently in the air, trying to find a new place to settle. He has not relenquished his hold upon a gem that he has in his talons.
Player Note: Amarth [HP: 34/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid]
Valdor d20=20 Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 12:50:19 AM
Valdor watches Aerelia with interest. He sees her dismiss the globe and says,"Oyiluk...that's why he couldn't cast his spells for the dragon."
He looks at the young lady who is obviously troubled and says,"It is good you have compassion and concern. However, this one was evil beyond anything you may have seen before. And, yes, he was allied with the black dragon. Although you are right to not rejoice in his death, if you will take a short swim, you will see what these evil monsters did to living people below. It was the most disgusting sight I have ever seen...and I've seen a lot in my travels and battles.
There are several dead bodies down there decomposing for lunch for the dragon, and you can bet that he helped with it. The water is putrid and poisoned because of it. I feel pity for this man too, but not because of his death. He chose his course and that is the result. I hate that this man was not strong enough to be good at heart and found evil instead. That is what I feel for him.
Our lives are not easy ones. There is nothing fun or enjoyable about killing, and life should always be revered. We never take enjoyment out of fighting...we only do what we must to protect those who cannot protect themselves.
Yet, even with the knowledge that my homeland is safe again, and even though one of the most evil, foul, powerful, wretched beings in the Wold is now dead and will trouble Floating City and its children no more, I cannot rejoice, except that noone in our group died here today."
He has a sad look on his face, the pain is obvious. He and Ve killed a monstrous black dragon that could wipe out a good sized town by itself. The darkness inside him from the pit whispered promises of untold power and conquering. He should be exultant with the victory. 'Such feelings are beneath you', it says.
After a moment of inner struggle, he says to noone, but aloud nonetheless,"Be gone darkness. Leave me be. I will listen to you no more." With that, he banishes the darkness from his soul. He sheathes his sword and sits down to rest, finally at peace, and waits for his new love to emerge from the depths, knowing in his heart that she is okay.
Lian Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 4:19:27 AM
The monk remains vigilant.
Falin Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 5:25:37 AM
With the worm finished Falin looks around and sees that everyone appears to be up and moving. Curious, he walks over to the edge of the pool and peers into it to see what he can see.
Ve Mundr Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 9:11:23 AM
Ve does his best ot return the vise like hug from Valdor and manages to wheeze out a reply, "I could be no where else, but your cracking ribs friend." With Valdor letting go, Ve pulls off his helm and gives him a wink and a smile. "Next time we'll take the little ones and let Mordrid handle the dragon though."
Ve drops to a knee and looks over the little man on the ground. Ve searches him thoroughly for any other clues about his person. To the conversation taking place about him, Ve has no comment. He certainly would not say anything to under cut Valdor in front of these younger heroes. After his search Ve gets up and moves back to the water.
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 11:09:45 AM
Mordrid's black eyes peer out under his greying locks at Aeralia. With a tilt of the head, Mordrid hoarsely says, "Loosing a party member makes for a horrible day. I hope its a lesson you never have to learn."
Nick (AC 40, HPs 137/153, Holy Aura, SR34, water breathing, acid protection) Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 4:16:06 PM
Nick gives both Ve and Valdor a hug. He says nothing. That back-of-the-throat, can't-catch-your-breath sensation is beginning to subside now that everyone seems to be alive and well. By Alemi's grace he doesn't want to go through that again.
Making himself useful, he walks around asking everyone - Talon and Platinum alike, if they're okay, if they need any healing.
Olana ( AC 32, HPs 54, Water breathing, Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Bless, Cats Grace, Bear's Strength, Bulls Endurance, Shaken -2) Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 4:17:02 PM
Olana holds Milo tightly. "You okay? I thought you danged near got your head blown off at one point."
Brother Bertram (DM Jan) Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 4:34:52 PM
((OOC - Mark's had to drop out for a little while, family health reasons.))
Brother Bertram approaches K'Nara. He holds up a small piece of rock, picked up from the cavern floor.
"My geology might be getting a little rusty with all this adventuring," he offers gruffly, "but I think the veins in the rock are of a particular ore." He throws up the piece of rock and catches it again. "A good source of silver - and lead. Lead's poisonous. Can drive even the stoutest dwarf mad, so lets not go drinking any water hereabouts, eh?"
DM Jan Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 4:49:30 PM
While everyone gets cleaned up, patched up, healed up -
Ingrge's alertness and suspicion brings him to focus on the small, white skull on the ground. There is powerful dispelling magic wrapped around it, still active and waiting to be triggered, and it has Mordenkainen's signature all over it. K'Nara's black skull carries a whiff of spent magic, a fading aura of domination and monsters. Searching the body (after the sphere has been dismissed), Ve Mundr discovers four magical rings, a magically charged staff, and a pouch containing spell componants.
Falin peers into the pool. It's dark. Are there faces down there? It's almost as if - and then the water ripples as Cori's ghost rises from the depths.
As for the treasure, it appears that Amarth the raven has hit the jackpot at the rear of the cave. Rubies. Rubies scattered over the floor, as though they have fallen from somewhere above.
Ingrge d20+23=42 d20+29=45 d20+14=34 Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 9:34:54 PM
String at the white skull for a moment Ingrge rushes back forward at K'nara's comments about the skulls and Ve's searching of the body near the skull.
"Ve, K'nara and the rest of you. Please move back for a moment and don't touch that white skull. That skull has been charged with a very powerful disjunction spell that could possibly drain ANY and EVERY magical item we have if it goes off."
As the others move back, he moves a bit forward to look more closely at the skull, (without touching it) to see if it is in any way a current danger to be triggered or if it is unstabe in any way.
Knowledge arcana DC 42, Spell craft DC 45, spot DC 34 (natural 20)
Milo Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 9:59:08 PM
Smiling broadly up at Olana, "Nah... but I think it definitely knocked something loose." Milo clucks his tongue loudly as he knuckles his forehead. "At least one of us had the good sense to stay outta that creature's reach... Not it!"
K'Nara Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 11:14:24 PM
"Hmmm..." K'Nara almost immediately loses interest in the skull, though, as her gooey state finally registers on her mind, "...this scene looks uncomfortably familiar..." She sighs and tries to shake off some the worm parts from her arms, though the effort doesn't seem to be effective.
Falin Tuesday January 23rd, 2007 11:52:59 PM
Caught off guard Falin jumps back as Cori begins to rise from the depths. He shakes it off and then offers a hand to help her out of the water.
"Anything worth speaking about down there?" He asks.
Valdor Wednesday January 24th, 2007 12:19:38 AM
Valdor returns Nick's hug gently, unlike the one he gave Ve only moments ago. He looks with concern into the now-old-man's eyes. Hearing Ingrge's words, Valdor backs away quickly from the immediate area. He's mainly concerned about his sword and armor. He mumbles,"I guess that my guess about him was right. Such a waste of life and talent."
Corialote [HP: 213/213 - AC: 38][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid, SR35, true seeing, shapechange: , detect magic] Wednesday January 24th, 2007 12:39:51 AM
Cori slips back into her elven form as he feet touch the stone floor. She nearly throws herself into Valdor's arms as she leans her head upon his shoulder. She cannot help it as she breaks down into tears. She is only dimly aware of anyone asking her question but cannot bring herself to talk just yet.
Amarth on the other hand is having the time of his life as he skips across the mountain of gems that he has found. Each one as red as the rest and to his notion right now...all his. He realizes that he will soon have to give them up but at least he can claim them right now. He is making a rather nice amount of noise though and bound to draw attention as he skitters around in the gems, not to mention the occassional squawk of pleasure.
Player Note: Amarth [HP: 34/69 - AC: 24][bear's endurance, bull's strength, fox's cunning, protection from acid]
Gunther d20+3=20 d20+6=12 Wednesday January 24th, 2007 7:33:05 AM
Noting K'nara's displeasure at the worm guts, Gunther pulls a small piece of cloth out of his bag and saturates it with his waterskin. Then he gently cleans the goop off of K'nara's face and any exposed areas of her arms. He then sets about flicking the larger parts of worm guts off her armor. Humming a happy orchish tune about death in battle, Gunther can't help but smile. They had defeated the enemy, everyone is safe, Ms. K'nara was more beautiful than ever (especially covered in worm guts!) and there was doubtlessly mountains of treasure to be looted. Life is good.
Hearing a large commotion in one of the corners of the cave (Listen=20) Gunther lazily looks up to see what might be causing the disturbance (Spot=12). Hmmmm..that's odd...the drow's elf seems to have a rather large ruby in its mouth...wonder where that came from....
Ve Mundr d20+22=24 d20+16=28 Wednesday January 24th, 2007 9:20:39 AM
"Disjunction? Nasty stuff that is I hear." Ve moves back from the waters edge and to the white skull once more. "I don't have intimate knowledge about the spell though, only hearsay. Perhaps when Cori is less busy she could shed some light." The cleric smiles in the direction of Valdor and Cori at that and then steps a few feet back as Ingre moves about the object. Ve does not jump back or even hurry really. As long as no one was messing with it he felt comfortable around the object. With Ingre moving about it, Ve stands about 4 feet away "We should certainly keep this and study it at greater length."
Ve looks over at Valdor and nods his agreement to that statement of a waste and then furrows his brow. Something did not sit right. "We were too deep for this item to touch us when the dragon hinted at such a tool in his arsenal."
Ve glances towards the raven's squawking, "I believe Amarth has found the hoarde. Brother Betram, are we relatively safe as long as we do not drink the water or could the air be contaminated as well and the longer we stay the greater our danger." Ve's eyes then shoot back to the 'sickly man' on the floor and his voice shoots into a tone of authority.
"Everyone out! Now! The treasure is not going to run off and we need to relieve ourselves of this location."
Ve begins by moving to Valdor and putting his hand to the small of the mans back and whispers, "The mage was not insane or sick until he was brought here."
Lian Wednesday January 24th, 2007 10:46:28 AM
Lian moves about the group, anxiously awaiting... anything.
The monk glances at Aeralia to see how she faired in the fight.
Aeralia d20+16=20 d8+1=7 d20+16=27 d8+1=7 d20+16=26 d8+1=9 d20+16=26 d8+1=9 d20+16=27 d8+1=7 Wednesday January 24th, 2007 11:05:20 AM
Aeralia listens to Valdor's explaination, still a little confused, but feeling a little better about her companions again.
She blinks however at his last statement, not realizing his inner turmoil, still thinking he was talking to her. She moves to leave him be, and the investigation of the dead wizard to others, doing her best to keep herself together.
To take her mind off her thoughts and feelings, and still feeling the pain of her bruises, the young woman slips a wand from her belt, tapping it lightly on herself several times, enjoying the healing energies as they wash over her. (OOC: expend 5 charges of CLWs, made all the UMD checks above)
The sorceress will follow if others begin to leave the cave at Ve's command.
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Wednesday January 24th, 2007 11:42:25 AM
Mordrid looks to Valdor and nods at Ve's statement, "sounds logical."
"We can always come back in and get the treasure. After some fresh air that is."
Olana Wednesday January 24th, 2007 5:32:14 PM
"Well, I'm betting your blades had more impact than my arrows did," Olana says to Milo with a grin.
She wanders over to Bertram. "Are you saying that the entire cave is poisoned?"
She'll move out along with everyone else, if thats what the plan is.
Nick Wednesday January 24th, 2007 5:43:00 PM
Nick glances toward the sickly-looking dead mage on the floor of the cave as the others discuss what to do about their own safety. He doesn't know much about poison metals. All his expertise is based mostly on what grows out of the ground, so he'll defer to Bertram's experise on this one.
DM Jan Wednesday January 24th, 2007 6:09:35 PM
A further examination of the the skull, and Ingrge discovers a kind of esoterical lock, as though the presence of an extra componant is required to trigger the spell. Water. So - providing the thing is kept nice and dry, it's just a small ornamental object.
Brother Bertram tugs his beard and frowns at the dead mage on the ground. "I don't thing we're in any immediate danger," he says to the others. "Lead poisoning builds up over time via ingestion. This man had to get his water from somewhere, maybe from a stream close by. Me, I'd walk right down to the lakeside, where it's likely to have been filtered out before I'd touch anything up here. But if he didn't know..." He sniffs the air. "And there's no dust, so we're not breathing it in. We're safe enough. Just don't drink anything up here, or eat anything."
Gunther's eyes move toward the sound at the back of the cave. It's dark back there, but he can just make a small shape hopping back and forth, high up on a ledge. With the hopping comes more sounds of tiny object dropping to the ground below.
K'Nara Wednesday January 24th, 2007 8:31:44 PM
K'Nara bestows another kiss of gratitude upon Gunther, and then gives Brother Bertram a wink and a nudge.
"What, now, Bertram...no chicken-fried worms for dinner..?" she asks with a grin. Then, hearing and seeing Ingrge's ruminations over the unused skull, K'Nara nods to the elf.
"Think you that we could use that skull sometime in the future..?" she proposes. "Or do you feel the thing is too dangerous?"
Valdor Wednesday January 24th, 2007 8:43:23 PM
(OOC:We need to finish very quickly, per Jerry's orders)
Valdor hugs Cori tightly...nothing was taking him away from this moment. He says,"Let's get what treasure we can find, divvy it up and get home. As long as he's been around, he should have quite a load and it will go a long way towards easing the suffering of the people of Shanty Town in Plateau City. It will feed quite a few elves in Emerald Kingdom for a long time, as well. And, not to mention we'll soon be retiring..."
He keeps an arm around the diminuitive Cori and basically carries her with one arm as he heads to the back of the cavern where Amarth is having fun.
Ingrgre Wednesday January 24th, 2007 10:02:19 PM
After deciding the skull is safe to pick up, Ingrge carefully wraps in cloth and places it in the bottom of his haversack as far away from any water as possible.
"Well it seems that skull is already to go except for one small detail. It seems that this particular device is triggered by emersion in water. I expect that sphere you through up Arelia, save Valdor and Ve quite a bit of trouble. Had that gotten into the water as was intended, all the spells that we had put on them and perhaps all their magic items might have been rendered powerless."
Turning to K'nara he continues.
"Useful? Perhaps but only if we are fighting something that goes in the water that has an abundance of magic. Who knows?"
"I say we gather up what we can and head out of here. We have been away from the Emerald for long enough. Who knows what other evil Parnoth has been up to in our time away this time."
Gunther d20+6=8 Wednesday January 24th, 2007 10:16:44 PM
Gunther is alarmed at the call to abandon the cave, but relaxes as Brother Bertram gives his analysis. He begins heading toward where he saw the hopping. "Ve should probably try and find de magic stuff first, eh?" he calls over his shoulder as he trots through the cave. (Spot=8)
Falin Wednesday January 24th, 2007 10:54:28 PM
Putting his bow back into its holder he begins to help scout out the cave and help with whatever is needed.
Aeralia Wednesday January 24th, 2007 11:33:55 PM
Aeralia nods lightly at the comments of her sphere. She decided to keep it to herself that she created the sphere to protect the man from her comrades, instead of the other way around.
She helps sort collect and sort the loot in whatever way she can, anxious to get a change of scenary.
Milo Thursday January 25th, 2007 12:56:09 AM
Just happy to be alive, Milo silently follows Olana over to Bertram, holding her hand the entire time. Milo is relieved to find out that they all haven't been poisoned.
Mordrid AC 43 / HP 231(403) (Stoneskin, Holy Aura, Protection from Acid, Waterbreathing, Keen, True Seeing, Cats Grace, Bless, Bears Endurance, Bull Strength) Thursday January 25th, 2007 10:05:17 AM
Mordrid looks at Valdor, and they connect for a breif moment. Something was bothering the ranger. He steers wide and clear of Aerelia.
The ranger begins filling a bag full of treasure for the Talons; he would be retiring soon and would not need the wealth. The Talons however would be needing upgrades.
Lian d20=20 Thursday January 25th, 2007 10:38:42 AM
The monk moves to Aeralia. "Lady Aeralia, do you require further healing?"
If so, he pops off his prepared Cure Moderate Wounds(max), healing her for 20 points. If she doesn't wish to be healed by Lian, he will use it on whoever looks like they may need it.
(Disregard the d20 roll, it was a mistake)
Ve Mundr Thursday January 25th, 2007 1:47:34 PM
Ve nods to Bertram, "Very well I defer to your greater knowledge in this, but we need to get moving none the less." He did know more on the subject and was a dwarf, though the cleric found it a foolish to not leave the area because they couldn't smell anything. Ve gathers the rings, staff and spell components and then moves to the treasure to assist Mordrid. One way to get them out was to remove the reason to stay.
Onrad [Jerry] Thursday January 25th, 2007 2:12:18 PM
A tenor voice is heard through the communication devices of those who have them.
"Onrad here.
"Now that you brutes have finished off killing this poor dragon and his buddies, get your behinds back here to the castle.
"I have the way too many chefs in the kitchen. There's already been one fight over seasonings. I have a priest from Wardd here now in case I need him.
"What? Oh, not to you. There's a dwarven chef here I don't know who just kinda showed up. He says to cut some dragon steaks to bring 'wit ya' so he can 'grill em'. Whatever that means.
"We've prepared some purple and blue wines here and that new bartender at the Debate Club....Goranit? she's that minotaur lady? Well she's in there very anxious and nervous so be nice to her Mordrid!
"You know that purples need their air, but blues must be served quickly. She'll be in a tizzy if you spoil any.
"This is a dress occasion. So wear your best! For the truly brutish among you, that means no armor, side weapons only if you must. Gowns, party suits, glitter and gold! I've taken the liberty of ordering three outfits today for each of you. I've also assigned dress quarters for everyone that doesn't already have a residence here.
"Drinks will be opened in two hours so grab that treasure, get back here, and get yourself cleaned up.
"BTW, dignitaries will be dropping by afterward to congratulate the Talons. Sturtavent is coming. That chick that's the Overlord of the Floating City is coming too. Is she still overlord? Sorry, but I've been avoiding all that kind of thing lately.
"Oh, and you'd better be warned about this one. Sturtavent nearly insisted that Parnoth be allowed to enter with him. Lucky Wardd, but I hate politics!
"Diatribe over. Onrad out."
Corialote and Amarth Thursday January 25th, 2007 3:28:22 PM
Cori leans into Valdor having gotten herself settled and is now smiling over the whole thing. Then all her revelry is broken by a very insistant voice in her ear. "Party...dressed up?" She looks to Valdor and shakes her head. "Did he say politics...I hate politics." Muttering to herself about how they just cause trouble and you need to straighten out everything all the time, you can catch bits and pieces. "Good thing I have a few good spells left...maybe I will take my fireball wand with me."
Amarth comes fluttering back to land upon her shoulder, a gem clutched in his beak and his talons. He looks rather happy with himself as he looks to his Mistress.
Cori shakes her head as she looks to Valdor. "I am going back to the surface...it will take me a few to set up the teleportation circle...but I should be done by the time the treasure is gathered." She moves off, heading to the surface to set up her circle and save the group a little time. She would have set it up in the cavern but not with the possibility of dragon magic around.
Valdor Thursday January 25th, 2007 4:56:44 PM
Valdor says,"I'll go with Cori. We can always divide later. Just bring everything in Haversacks. We can destroy what's evil and use the rest for whatever each group sees fit."
He sees Mordrid's look and shrugs as if to say,"No big deal, let's move on."
Aeralia Thursday January 25th, 2007 7:48:08 PM
Aeralia smiles lightly at Lians off, sliding a sleeve up her arm to show most of the bruises have been healed. "I should be alright, but I do appreciate the offer, Master Lian."
After a moment, her smiles widens a little more. "And its just Aeralia, remember," she adds, nudging the elven monk playfully as she assists with the treasure gathering.
Milo Thursday January 25th, 2007 8:26:11 PM
Milo does his best to assist with the collection of treasure... it is a dirty job... but some halfling has to do it. May as well be him. He whistles merrily as he goes about his task.
Olana Thursday January 25th, 2007 9:48:13 PM
Blissfully unaware of parties and having to dress up, Olana helps with the treasure collection.
Nick Thursday January 25th, 2007 9:55:41 PM
Nick is saying a quiet prayer for the dead beneath the surface of the pond when Onrad's message comes through his earpiece.
"Hmm," he says, nodding. He lays a consecration spell on the surface of the water. The souls of these poor folk were long gone, he was sure, still - this pool was a graveyard of sorts nonetheless.
After that, he'll help with the treasure. "Anything evil in those items?" he asks Ve.
Gunther Thursday January 25th, 2007 10:00:34 PM
Hearing Onrad's message over K'nara's ear piece, Gunther is stunned. "Paaarty? Dressed up?!" The cat trainer gulps. "Miss K'nara, please tell me I don't have to vere does fancy clothes!" Gunther's eyes are emploring as he piles loot into his backpack.
DM Jan Thursday January 25th, 2007 10:18:17 PM
Valdor and Cori head up into the daylight to set up the teleport. The view is magnificent. The lake below shines like silver in the sun.
Everyone else sets to and collects the treasure.
This involves some climbing, for the dragon's collection is mostly on a high shelf at the rear of the cave. And on this shelf - rubies, nothing but rubies, hundreds and hundreds of them, all piled in heaps, glittering in torch and shield light.
From the dead wizard, four rings, a spell componant pouch, and a staff. The staff is sentient, and is looking for a new buddy, chittering away in the mind of whoever picks it up. It speaks of despicable things; unmentionable things.
Out in the light, those able to see well in the dark find it hard to adjust for a minute or so. But the air is fresh, the group is alive, and perhaps a little more well off than they were before.
OOC - for the record:
The dragon's treasure pile: 500,000 GPs worth of rubies.
From the wizard accomplice:
Staff of Necromancy, fully charged. (value 65,000 GP - evil alignment) Ring of Protection +3 (value 18,000 GP) Ring of Force Shield (value 8,500 GP) Ring of (Improved) Swimming (value 10,000 GP) Ring of Wizardry (1) (value 20,000 GP)
Small white skull carving with Mordenkainen's Disjunction ready to be triggered on it. (Value ?) Small black skull carving, now inert. (Face value - not much.)
K'Nara Thursday January 25th, 2007 11:51:27 PM
The redheaded blade singer laughs and tugs Gunther along, helping with the treasure hunt herself.
"No, I would never dream of making you wear 'dose fancy clothes', Gunther." she says with a smile and then leans close so that her lips are against his ear. "However, I know of a tailor who can actually make you something nice in buckskin. Done properly, it will look good and not strangle the living daylights out of you."
Lian Friday January 26th, 2007 9:21:17 AM
"Yes m'Lady. If you insist." The monk bows and smirks, never taking his eyes off Aeralia.
Lian has no idea of the message from Onrad. so he take his time with the treasure.
"It sure will be a relief to get home and have a nice peaceful day of solid rest! I need it. Solitude awaits at the Tower." He looks at K'nara for the affirmative.
Valdor Friday January 26th, 2007 10:15:30 AM
Before she starts her spell, Valdor tells Cori, "You'll look fabulous, I am sure. He was meaning that they had to invite Parnoth, because politics dictate that if we did not, it would be considered rude and probably offend him. We won't be having any politics involved tonight, I hope.
I am a bit concerned about the Talons understanding the wieght that they will be carrying after tonight. To some of them, the Wold is their little island. They don't understand yet, that there are many consequences that come with being a Dragon group, and that sometimes... well, I ramble. Hopefully, they're up to the task. I'll let you do your work."
Ve Mundr d20+32=36 Friday January 26th, 2007 12:53:48 PM
Ve fixes the Staff with his gaze and assaults the object with his near indomitable will. You will be silent! Looking to Nick, he answers the question with a small nod, but not wanting to attract attention, he stows the staff through his pack straps and continues with the rubies.
Ve finds himself nodding to the voice of Onrad that only the Platinum group can hear. Ve surveys the group and then looks to K`Nara and Gunther after thier brief exchange. "We have 2 hours, I hope she sews very fast." Ve looks to the rest and repeats a portion of Onrad's communication, "We have to be cleaned, polished and diplomatic in 2 hours from now. So we are leaving very shortly."
With that quick announcement Ve, having already filled is Haversack, pulls out his flying carpet. "I can give any a ride who don't wish to Climb out." A whisper to Valdor then, 'Valdor, the Talons should be told about Parnoth before we leave.' He wants to say more on the matter, but believes the leader of Platinum Dragons can easily enough grasp the reasons and the less he says the less chance of being overheard.
Gunther Friday January 26th, 2007 3:23:28 PM
Looking more than a little gun shy, Gunther prays that whether it be K'nara's seamstress or someone else they can make him some comfortable clothes. During the whole trip to the surface, he is more than subdued as he is literally terrified of being in such a large social situation. All the high and powerful people that are going to be there...somehow he never understood that part of the deal when he agreed to try out for the Dragon Consortium. His mind is filled with absolutely horrid scenarios in which he says or does the wrong things to the wrong people and creates international issues.
Moving a little closer to K'nara, Gunther whispers in her ear. "I don't suppose de kitty vill be allowed? It's been so long and I miss her so much." Gunther is almost overwhelmed with the urge to travel straight back to there castle and barricade himself in his cat enclosure.
Mordrid Friday January 26th, 2007 4:10:37 PM
Mordrid throws his bulging bag of rubies into the arms of Gunther, "catch." After pushing more rubies into his backpack, he settles the pack on his back and gets ready to leave out. Watching Ve stow the staff, the ranger nods slightly at the cleric; right man for the job.
The ranger makes for the surface without another word to the rest. His mind was far ahead and far-away.
Ingrge / Dahlia Friday January 26th, 2007 6:17:08 PM
Busy picking up rubies and filling his bags, Ingrge starts at Ve's comments about getting ready for whatever was coming, and looks up sharply chuckling.
"Clean, shouldn't be to much of a problem, Polished will take a bit more work, but probably manageable. As for diplomatic,.... I suppose I could pad my staff."
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Hearing the announcement from Onrad and the info about Parnoth the little halfling raises an eyebrow and send a brief thought tendril out along the earpiece airwaves. This might be more fun than I expected. I might actually begin to enjoy state dinners with this sort of entertainment.
"Oh dear!! Cori, what does one wear to watch a Green dragon have an apoplectic fit?
K'Nara Friday January 26th, 2007 9:03:17 PM
K'Nara smiles at Gunther.
"I'm sure we can think of something, love," the leader of the Talons says, "After all, you've got that wreath of yours, don't you? If not, I'm sure we can get someone to cast a spell to communicate with her. She's quite an intelligent cat--once the basic circumstances are explained, I'm sure she'll be able to attend in some way." She glances Ve's way.
"The buckskin suit I have in mind was actually commissioned a while ago." she tells the cleric. "Besides, if I'm not mistaken, the tailor has a few spells to do the last-minute alterations."
K'Nara continues to smile--it's been largely forgotten by most that she possesses a silver earclip that is attuned to the communications between the Platinum Dragons...it was presented to her by Greymaulkin himself. She knows already that Parnoth will be at the celebration--but she will not let it bother her, for the party is to celebrate the Talons' hard-won accomplishments.
...besides...it would be rather interesting to see that old green lug's reactions tonight.
Falin Friday January 26th, 2007 11:34:38 PM
Falin is actually begining to enjoy his current task. Not having to think tactics, just carry rubies.
While woking Falin is able to put two and two together from everyone talking. A diner party? It had been years since he had been to a formal occasion.
He mulls this over for a few minutes until he hears that Parnoth was going to be there. The elf's face flushed red with anger. "Parnoth is invited to something such as this? Isn't he the bad guy?" Falin asks, but in his mind he thinks I wonder if he knows where my sisters are? It has been decades since he took them.
Cori and Amarth Saturday January 27th, 2007 12:16:14 AM
Cori continues to move with Valdor, not an inch of daylight being allowed to show between the two of them as they walk out. She only reaches up for a second to slide her goggles into place against the bright light. "I can have a portal ready in say ten minutes time." She moves off to start and set up the circle, laying out the necessary line of sand that will contain the spell. Setttling herself she starts the simple, well for her, spell that will set the magic within the sand. Though she hangs onto the last thread of the magic so that it does not activate yet.
With a smile playing across her face she answers Dahlia through her own earpiece. "Well, that depends on how close you are to him at the time...if he should happen to lose control of his stomache, I would think something green just in case...if he is just going to turn green or red than plan accordingly." She gives a smile as she is speaking out loud and not too far from Valdor at the moment. "I am thinking about basic black...with just a hint of rose trimming it." In fact she already has a dress that will meet the need at home in a trunk...in fact the dress she just mentioned. Moving over to stand by Valdor she drapes her arm over his shoulder and with the earpiece still tuned in. "And my love...exactly how much flesh is it appropriate to show at one of these functions?"
Amarth has since dropped his two jewels into a pouch that Cori has set up for him. He is all too happy with himself but is pulled up short as Cori speaks to him. "You know my dear Amarth...those will have to be checked...I will not have you keeping evil jewels in your nest again." He flutters his wings and cocks his head to the side as if in denial.
Valdor Saturday January 27th, 2007 2:27:47 AM
Valdor replies to Cori,"My dear, modesty doesn't seem to be in your vocabulary, but...we don't want to steal any attention from the Talons. This is to be their moment. I wish you could have been there when Mordrid and I became Dragons."
He waits until everyone is up top with the bulging sacks. He then addresses both groups and says,"My friends, my companions, this a monumental occasion. You must understand that there are politics involved, unfortunatley, that demands the invitation of Parnoth to this ceremony. Of course, this will give you an advantage over him. Knowing you are not just our acquaintances, but our friends and now members of the Consortium, he will have to be careful in the way he carries on his dealings with you. He knows that he now not only faces you, but all the Consortium, should he strike at you unprovoked. So I would guess that you will have less trouble out of him for a while, at least. There are smaller fish to fry, if you will.
Anyway, please dress to impress and armor will not be needed this night. This night is meant for you to enjoy and I will have anyone's head who tries to take that away from you...including the green lizard. This is a time for reflection and foresight. If you thought your lives have been changed by other events, well, this one event will be a dragon compared to a mouse. And Gunther, your hunting partner will be welcome in our castle. I know you will explain to him the importance of behaving. Shall we go?"
Valdor then whispers into Cori's ear,"Not that a lack of modesty bothers me, mind you. Wear what you think you will look best in my dear."
Gunther Saturday January 27th, 2007 10:11:35 PM
Gunther smiles at K'nara, knowing that he has the smartest woman in the world. Looking a little more relieved, Gunther positively beams at Valdor's invitation for his kitty. "She vill be thrilled...and of course she'll mind. She's a goot kitty...just a little playful." Gunther follows along with K'nara, ready to get fitted for his clothing for the big event.
Milo Sunday January 28th, 2007 2:19:03 PM
As they're finishing up with collecting up treasure, "I think I'm ready for a bath... killing exploding worms and collecting the treasure upon which dragon's sit is filthy work. I wonder if they have a bath where were going Olana?"
Lian Sunday January 28th, 2007 6:36:19 PM
The monk stands by in contemplation. Everything is about to change well beyond simple things. Remaining small and humble is going to be impossible now and any training school I start won't be a quaint one, I'm sure. He thinks. The Tower will be a hub of activity from this point on.
Hearing about the outfits, the monk cringes at the thought. Butterflies. We're going to look like butterflies.
Olana Sunday January 28th, 2007 11:10:28 PM
"Hmm?" mutters Olana as Milo says something. "A bath?" She looks down at herself, worm goo drying nicely on her leather tunic. "Ah..." She pulls at a length of hair that's plastered to the side of her face and grins. "A bath would be nice, indeed."
Nick Sunday January 28th, 2007 11:12:52 PM
Nick says nothing more about the magic items, and he finds himself smiling on the way to the surface. If there was anything evil in there, well good luck to it trying to influence Ve. Not a chance.
On the hillside he takes in the view and breathes deeply. It was nice to be back in the open.
Back at the Castle
DM Jan Sunday January 28th, 2007 11:29:46 PM
As the others arrive back in the open air, Gunther's cat, Thaeri, slinks forward and bats him with a paw. It's a friendly gesture, but demanding - Where've you been?
Teleportation sweeps everyone back into the Gold Dragon Castle courtyard in Plateau City, and everyone is immediately assaulted by the sounds and smells of city life.
Inside the castle, it is complete and utter bedlam, although butler Flabersham is trying to do his best to orchestrate some kind of order, so although it isn't immediately apparent, behind the scenes - Pails of hot water are being carried toward bath tubs, tailors and seamstresses are scurrying around with bolts of cloth and skins of leather, housekeeping staff are polishing, sweeping and bringing in extra furniture. Staff are flitting quickly through bedrooms - lighting hearths, laying out fresh bars of soap and brilliant white, starched chemises alongside trays of fruit, water and wine. And as for the kitchen, well, the kitchen is probably better left to the imagination.
There is an aura of anticipation throughout the entire castle, and it's gathering like a storm.
Valdor Monday January 29th, 2007 1:48:55 AM
Upon arriving back at the castle, Valdor pats Flabersham on the back and says, "You sure do great work. Gunther's cat will be present, so please make sure someone feeds him whatever Gunther needs. Is my daughter okay and has anything bad happened while we were away?"
He waits for an answer, then makes sure all of the Talons have a room in which to clean themselves up and bathe in. He reminds them all about how much or little time they have and reminds K'Nara, "Assuming you accept your coronation as Dragons, you should have a name ready before you stand and accept. Just thought I'd remind you as we've had so much other stuff going on you may not have considered it or talked to your group about it. If you or your party need anything, all you have to do is ask."
If there are no questions, he heads off to his daughter's room to see her before doing anything else.
Posting Reports for Monday January 29th, 2007 4:48:37 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 22,2007
Name-----MTWTF DM Jan---XXXXOS Valdor---22XXXS Mordrid--2XXXX Fr.Nick--XXXXOS Dahlia---XOOOX VE Mont--M2XXX Coralote-XXOXX
DM Donna: Bert's player wrote last week about Real Life problems. Someone will be subbing for him (I hope) for the next week or two.
Falin Monday January 29th, 2007 12:37:48 PM
Being swept up into something that makes him visibly uncomfortable Falin just follows everyone elses direction when they arrive at the castle.
Ve Mundr Monday January 29th, 2007 1:07:12 PM
Upon arriving, Ve heads to his room. "Nicholas. I have a few things to see to before the ceremony begins." Ve grabs a nearby page to come with him and puts his stride on a hard pace towards his room. Upon arriving Ve asks the page to simply have a seat. "If I need anything I will let you know."
Touching the symbol upon his chest, Ve whispers a small prayer, and a shimmering portal opens before him. Ve strides into the newly created mansion to get himself cleaned up, but also as a safe location to leave the staff while he attended the ceremony. {Cast Miracle to replicate Mordenkains Magnificent Mansion}
Spells in effect: Greater Magic Weapon Magic Vestment Armor Magic Vestment Shield Endure Elements Water Breathing 2 hr 50 min Status all members 22 hrs
Lian Monday January 29th, 2007 2:44:56 PM
Doubts flow through the elf's head as they are tranported into bedlam.
He has no doubt the group as a whole deserves the title, but a new name? The name 'Lian' has always sufficed. Its not good enough now?
He joins Valdor and Knara. "I'm having doubts as to why titles for the Talons as individuals is so important? Why should one name themselves? The Dragon title for the group should be more than sufficient I think. Valdor, even you said you recieved your name, Dragonstone, from someone. Wouold it mean as much had you named yourself that? Whats in a name?" Says Lian, picking a chunk of drying worm from his hair and sluffing it to the clean floor absently.
K'Nara Monday January 29th, 2007 2:47:57 PM
The tall blade singer grins at the elven monk.
"Lian...I believe that Valdor is referring to the group's Dragon name...not individual ones. And I suppose he's right...if we leave that up to, oh, say, Ve or the like--we could well get stuck with something like the Paper Dragons or the Snap Dragons. Go get cleaned up and then meet with me at my quarters." She starts to walk away, then turns back and adds: "Oh, yes...don't forget to tell the others to do the same!"
K'Nara manages to get ahold of the elven seamstress she was telling Gunther about earlier.
"Trialle," she says, "Remember that buckskin suit I asked you about a few months back..? Think you can get it ready in under two hours?"
The elven seamstress nearly faints dead away, but she regains her composure, reminding K'Nara that it was a good thing that the leader of the Talons had started that particular project a while back, or the closest Gunther would have gotten to such a suit would have been buck-naked!
"However," Trialle continues, "Your own gown needs but a few alterations. It's about ready to go."
"Thank you." K'Nara says, "I'll go bathe and we can take care of that." The tall blade singer goes to her assigned quarters and uses the facilities, smiling at the sandalwood soap and large tub. This was going to be sooooo relaxing--for a change!
Mordrid Monday January 29th, 2007 3:24:12 PM
Once at the castle, Mordrid finds the study and plops down in front of the fire. Resting his feet on a quilted ottomon, he reclines back into a fitful rest. His mind was agonized, and his stomach felt torn.
Holding his dirty and crusted hand to silhoutte against the fire-light, the ranger makes a decision not to clean up. No, the event was symbolic. Consortium members weren't actually dragons. What they 'were" : dirty, old, tattered and torn. The true life of a hero was soiled with the stench of sweat and death. It's colors were red and brown, not silver and gold.
And this new crew... well, some were prepared. Some were not. And some were downright dangerous. There was much love among them. That was good. But there was also much passion between them. That was bad. And some just didn't know were to fit in at all. That was dangerous.
Mordrid closes his eyes.
Fabersham [DM Jerry] Monday January 29th, 2007 3:46:27 PM
"Yes sir Mr. Valdork." Fabersham grins at his not so subtle reminder to Valdor that his name is not FLABersham.
"Sorry sir. Please take it out of my salary."
Deadpan look.
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Mrs. K'nara, I'm sending extra chairs to your quarters maam.
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Fabersham then asks a request from Mordrid.
"Sir, I've just been informed that we're ready to go live to the Giggling Ghost just as soon as you give the word. They are showing an outdoor live view of the castle at the moment. They have access to the Dining Room, the Assembly Hall where we'll have our meal, and the Bar. You can turn the feed off with this diamond sir. Just speak into it what you want and it happens. Close up on this person, outdoor view, pan the room, etc.
"This is Aldorius Spiggotpox. He is directing the feed. He has a diamond of control too, but yours supercedes his. This was a bone of contention with him, but I knew you'd have him in here without complete control over what goes out. There is a copy being made in the crystal as well, so you can at any point play anything back, or do so later at your convenience if you want it edited, or deleted.
"Aldorius, meet Sir Mordrid."
Fabersham, then checks messages with the staff, and returns to Valdor.
"Sir, Sturtavent has just informed the doorman that he is awaiting our pleasure with our other guests at the High Lord Mayor's palace. He will entertain them there until you are ready for them. Let me know when you're ready, sir, and I'll pass on the word to His Mayorship."
Fabersham, the butler, then strides into the kitchen to check on things there.
Gunther Monday January 29th, 2007 4:23:34 PM
The warrior heads to his assigned quarters with more than a hint of misgiving. After spotting the tub, he turns to Thaeri. "What do you think this thing is for?" He sniffs suspeciously at the soap...it didn't smell like it was for eating. More than a little confused, Gunther heads over to Lian's quarters. "Uhhhmmm...Lian...I'm a little confused. I tink I figured out vat to do vith de container of vater...but what do you do vith de smelly stuff sitting on it?" Gunther seems genuinly confused as he waits for Lian to clear things up for him.
After figuring out the bathing routine, Gunther patiently sits through what seems like endless poking and proding by K'nara's seamstress. He reminds himself over and over that once this is over he'll be able spend some sweet alone time with his beloved. Once the seamstress has left, Gunther spends his remaining time with his kitty. After a little bit of good natured wrestling, Gunther sets about grooming her and watering both of their wreathes. Combing her beautiful fur until it shines, Gunther tries to explain the situation. "We were off fighting a big monster. Now they're thowing a party for us. Lots of food...especially for you. But you have to be good. No playing and no hunting. I'll make sure you get all you want to eat. Just stay close and relax." Gunther grins at the panther, knowing that she will probably do better than he does.
Lian Monday January 29th, 2007 6:04:28 PM
The monk does as Knara asks and tells the others to get on with preparations.
Stifeling a grin so as not to put him off of it, Lian describes the bathing process to a confused Gunther (if nothing else pleasant comes of this, at least he got a bath). "While it seems odd, a bath is a good time to reflect on the days activities. It is often relaxing too. As I understand it, humans often take one with a friend. I don't suggest trying to bathe the kitty either, she is likely well versed in keeping clean."
After bathing and washing his clothes, the monk leaves them to dry near the fire and tries desperately to avoid the multitude of tailors fluttering around the castle. Oh what he would give for a ring of invisibility!
Corialote and Amarth Monday January 29th, 2007 9:36:02 PM
Cori heads straight for her new room once they arrive, though she does bestow a parting kiss upon Valdor. Looking to Amarth on her shoulder she shakes her head. "I will have to do a little cleaning of you too my friend...though a spell should suffice." The raven seems momentarily worried till she says she will use a spell and not water with soap.
Once inside her room she neatly strips down to nothing and slips into the hot water of the large copper tub. "You know Amarth...I should have invited Valdor to share my bath...we could have had some fun getting each other clean." She sinks into the tub and submerges her head to help in cleaning her hair as well.
Amarth flaps over to land upon the nest that is present in the new room and deposits his new finds into it. He moves them around to get them into the position that he wants. He is content as he sits in his nest and admires his new fancies.
Valdor Monday January 29th, 2007 9:43:52 PM
Valdor raises an eyebrow at Fabersham's comment and almost says something. He stares hard at the man who he has respected and employed for a long time. He finally says,"Never in your time of employment have I insulted you, slighted you in any way, talked down to you as most employers do, nor given you any attitude whatsoever except appreciation. I have no idea what brought that about, but don't let it happen again. The result would not be pleasant and neither of us will be happy. Thank you for your preparations, however, and I will send word soon."
Valdor stiffly turns around and heads upstairs.
(Valdor didn't address him as Flabersham, Jerry, and the previous post by Jan had it spelled that way:) -Valdor pats Flabersham on the back and says, "You sure do great work. Gunther's cat will be present, so please make sure someone feeds him whatever Gunther needs. Is my daughter okay and has anything bad happened while we were away?")
Dahlia / Ingrge Monday January 29th, 2007 10:24:59 PM
Like Cori, Dahlia heads straight to her room with a slight smirk on her face and a impish plan in her heart. She knows that the night beongs to the Talons and she for one is about ready to take some time off and enjoy the relaxation of days without the constant life and death struggles. With a song in her heart she begins her plan to either rejuvinate or give a certain cleric a heart attack. In what seesm like no tme at all but in reality is almost an hour, Dahlia emerges from her rooms and makes her way down to meet the others. Her attire, is likely to shock many of the more staid and stuffy of the City but she was a gypsy after all. Her long skirt is a gauzy, filmy affair that if one looks hard enough seems to almost not be there at all. In fact you are pretty sure that you can see bare leg through the filmy layers. Above the skirt there is about 10 inches of dark bare skin running up along both sides and over her shoulders with just enough fabric to cover her belly and chest enough to keep the prude from openly rebelling the fabric, what there is of it is gracefully tied up behind her neck and plunges deeply in the front with a totally bare back. Around her neck and nestled in her cleavage is a platinum chain with a bright purple stone that matches her eyes. Her long hair which is normally braided and twisted tightly, is tonight, carefully coifed and piled upon her head as to nearly give her an extra 6 inches of height along her brow she wears a simple platinum band that literally glows against her blach hair and skin.
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Ingrge retires to his assigned room and bathes, taking some time to soak and really get the kinks out. taking out his mirror he carefully trims his long alabaster hair, letting it hang just below his shoulders and cut across the face held in place by his silver headband with the single green emerald in it. His long white robe is nearly glistening and so white that you can almost see individual waves ov color waving through it. Around his neck and hanging down in front of his robe is a mithril chain and emerald that seems to be made of a single piece. It is an unusual piece of jewelry unlike anything normally found in the traditional jewelry markets and stalls, for it is a one of a kind piece made for him by his wife Caeryn. The only other bit of color adorning Ingrge is the staff that is nealry alwasy at hand: Black of wood with a mithril foot and fist at either end, he makes his way to K'nara's room in Gold dragon castle.
Falin Monday January 29th, 2007 11:08:11 PM
Watching what everyone else is doing Falin goes to his room to clean for the big evening. He bathes in the tub and rests his travel weary body in the hot water and lets it pull the soreness from his body. It had been a long time since he had taken a nice hot bath.
Next he looks to see what has been preparred for him to wear. He had never had any need for nice clothes since he began his travels. If only his family could see him now...
Falin emerges from the room wearing a simple black shirt and brown pants. The bottoms of his pants are tucked into his leather boots. His red hair almost shines now that it has been watched and there is a twinkle in his deep green eyes.
((DM Jan OOC)) Tuesday January 30th, 2007 12:14:35 AM
((Alas poor Fabersham. He's had to live with Jerry's original typo for oohh, what - two years now. LOL.))
Nick Valentine Tuesday January 30th, 2007 12:30:20 AM
Nick retires to his own rooms as the others drift off. There he strips down and gets cleaned up. He has a few aches and pains - he figures as a result of descending and then climbing back out of that cave. There had been a day when he would have relished a bit of exercise and clambering about. Alas, these days he was going to have to pace himself.
Changing into fresh robes, he then lights some incense and kneels to pray, giving thanks that everyone returned safely, and asking Alemi to bless the Talons with strength for the path they were about to take.
Olana Tuesday January 30th, 2007 12:34:40 AM
"C'mon," the elf says to Milo - lets go and get cleaned up. I don't know about you but I don't want to dress in anything fancy. This is daunting enough as it is without having to dress like clowns. Want me to wash your hair?"
She asks the staff if they'll clean and repair her gear, although she must admit, a nice new white shirt to go under her leathers would be nice.
Aeralia Tuesday January 30th, 2007 12:39:31 AM
A party. A party was what Aeralia knew, more then the wars and dragons she'd recently been dragged to. The young and naive sorceress hadn't quite gripped what the event was actually for, and what it meant for her, should she still be included in with her new companions; but the thought of a party had the young woman scurrying.
She paused briefly as a few seamstresses took her measurements, creating with her illusions a sample dress for the women to work to construct in their limited time frame. After the seamstresses were on their way, project in hand, Aeralia heads quickly to her room to finish getting ready. She doesn't relax much in the steamy bath, rather quickly cleaning herself, and scrubbing the grim and gore from her hair.
Once scrubbed and cleansed, Aeralia fetches a small kit from her back, unrolling the make-up case carefully on the table. She takes care as she applies the oils and compounds to her face and hair, not out of caution, but mostly to pass the time as she awaits her dress to be delivered.
Once the dress arrives, the young lady quickly dresses and finishes her preperations. The dress was fairly simple, a deep red colored silk dress, devoid of many frivolities. It had a simple and form fitting top with long sleeves, ending in a gloves. The shoulders we're bare, coming to a sharp "V" in the center of the chest. The skirt contained multiple layers of fabric, giving it a flowing look, with some body to it, emphizing the wearers slim waist and rounded hips.
In her hair Aeralia has added some dying compound, adding deep red tones to match the rich colors of her dress. Her face is accented as well, her lips an even brighter red then normal, and a deep red shade of eyeliner. She wears simple ruby colored earrings, set in silver, and a matching silver pendant. Looking herself over once in the mirror, the young sorceress smiles happily at her appearance, though certainly planning on adding a little more spice to her look, once it was showtime.
Having overheard K'nara and Lian earlier, Aeralia makes her way to the talon leaders room, once she is sure she is ready.
Lian Tuesday January 30th, 2007 8:48:23 AM
Making it to Knara's room, the monk, dressed still in his finest and freshly cleaned(and still slightly damp) adventuring gear, spots the sorceress Aeralia and is dumbstruck.
Having successful been overlooked by the seamstresses and tailors, Lian sits happily back waiting for the last of the group to show. He steals a glance or two at Aeralia while he waits.
Ve Mundr Tuesday January 30th, 2007 10:19:09 AM
Ve steps into the Mansion which contains four rooms. The entry hall has a 15x15 room immediately to its left and then straight ahead 8' to a massive 30x30 room with candles, incense, a great rug and roaring fire, through this room is a high ceiling room full of steam and dominated by a great pool. Ve moves to the far corner and opens a door to a pitch black room that seems to be an endless pit. Ve opens his carpet and places the staff upon it and gives the command for the rug to rise into the black. Ve turns and shuts the door and locks it. Unseen servants then begin assisting him with the removal of his armor and everything else.
Ve then moves into the steam room to meditate and pray on the upcoming event. After 20 minutes, he dives into the ice cold water and swims to the far side climbs out and quickly moves out of the room to a clean room where more servants assist him with dressing in the silks and thick cotton robes suited to his position as a Heirophant and Protector of Domi. Once dressed, he moves to the great chamber with the fire to have some refreshments and final preparations.
All told, Ve exits the magical portal after an hour and dismisses the page. The portal is set to him and invisible and with that Ve puts the staff out of his mind and considers it safely kept. With a final check, Ve straightens the shoulders of the deep crimson robe embroidered with the high Woldian symbol of Domi in the center and his personal seals on the shoulders. He takes his personal crafted silver and mithrial holy symbol and places it about his neck and exits towards the Father Nicholas's room.
Ve knocks and enters after invited. "How are you Nicholas? Anything I can do?"
Mordrid Tuesday January 30th, 2007 11:11:20 AM
Mordrid is startled out of his day dream upon Fabersham's entrance into the study. Feet now on the ground, the ranger just looks at Fabersham with mouth agape as Fabersham describes the diamond device. "What?"
The ranger unassuredly reaches out to grab the device, and nods to Aldorious.
[OOC: Jerry, I think I understand what you intend with the device?]
The ranger gets up stiffly from the chair and stretches.
"So Aldorious... can you receive my commands thru this thing? To go live that is... or whatever?"
Mordrid gives Fabersham the why me look?
Meanwhile.... (Dm Jan) Tuesday January 30th, 2007 1:29:19 PM
At some point in the day, two of the kitchen porters are feeding Gunther's cat a hind quarter of beef that has been hooked onto the end of a ten foot pole. From the looks on their faces - as they regard Thaeri's powerful jaws tearing at flesh, followed by the occasional glance over their shoulders toward the kitchen door, where the cook can be heard, bellowing like a raging bull at everyone within earshot - one might be hard pressed to figure out where they'd rather be right now.
As for the sentient Staff of Necromancy, having been left in the dark on a floating carpet, it has nothing to do but plot, sulk, and plot some more. And maybe talk to the carpet. How do you talk to a carpet, anyway?
Valdora (DM Jan) Tuesday January 30th, 2007 1:49:53 PM
As soon as Valdor's daughter discovers that the group have arrived back, she dashes through the stone and marble hallways to greet him, where she completely ignores protocol, leaps on him like an energetic monkey and gives him an enormous hug.
"Daddy!!" she laughs.
The twins follow up a few moments later, somewhat embarrassed that they haven't been able to keep pace, and stop a short distance away.
Incoming Guests (Dm Jan) Tuesday January 30th, 2007 2:39:03 PM
Two figures arrive at the outer courtyard, are escorted through the inner courtyard and to the main entrance hall.
"Presenting Lady Alicia Gabriella D'Anlaf, Overlord of the Floating City! And His Grace, High Priest Torel of the Floating City, Undead Hunter of Gargul!"
Alicia is a slender young woman, her face pale but confident. Her long, sandy hair is drawn into a formal style on top of her head, and secured with jeweled pins. She is wearing a long, formal robe in her signature dark blue colour, trimmed with light grey fur.
Alongside her stands a tall, forbidding man dressed entirely in black. Broad shouldered and bald headed, any visible skin - on his head, on his hands - carries deep traces of scars both old and new. He is not especially pleasing to look upon. At his feet, wisps of grey smoke drift from the folds of his cloak. He carries a faint odour of blood. Around his neck, on a solid chain, hangs the symbol of Gargul's Eye.
Fabersham [DM Jerry] Tuesday January 30th, 2007 4:27:28 PM
"Oh no! Too soon," Fabersham mutters as Alicia and consort arrives.
He rushes forward.
"Good evening your Lordships!"
He bows low. "The Golds and Talons are still freshening up after their latest journeys. Please come into the bar area and have a drink. Relax. The feed to the Giggling Ghost has not begun yet so you have a few minutes."
Then he returns to Mordrid. "Sir, the device to control the feed needs to be in the hands of someone experienced with the public. Valdor will be making perhaps more of the speeches, so this task fell to you? Unless you prefer me to give it to another?"
Fabersham already looks wet around the eyes from Valdor's scolding, and his pride is in full force. Chin in the air. Standing erect. Thumb slightly twitching.
Onrad [DM Jerry] Tuesday January 30th, 2007 4:46:02 PM
Onrad bustles out of the kitchen and gives Mordrid a quick hug.
"Fabersham, please ring the bell thrice to summon everyone to the bar area for the procession.
"Mordrid, I hope you don't mind. This was getting too big. It needed one of us to oversee. So I volunteered.
"You and Valdor get yourselves cleaned up. You only have about 5 min before we should begin the feed. There's quite a crowd gathering in the Giggler. You can see them too with the viewing devices in the bar and in the grand hall."
"Oh, and I just got word. The Emperor of Aisildur is here too. Seems like the Consortium is drawing the rulers of the Wold together tonight. Sturtavent had the guard doubled already. he's putting a lockdown 200' around the grounds and check points all through the Dragon Quarter.
"I told him we were here and that was enough. But the PTBs didn't think so. So there's like 500 City Guard out there. I hope no one attacks the walls. Like someone's gonna attack Sturtavent. Yeah right."
Onrad bustles over into the bar to check the preparations there.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday January 30th, 2007 7:43:33 PM
Cori slips out of the tub and dries off quickly as she figures she is running low on time. A quick spell aids her in getting things extra clean and she does take the time to make sure that Amarth is cleaned up as well.
Moving over to a chest she opens it and pulls out three dresses. With a devilish smile she picks up the light blue dress with silver trim and nods her head. "This will do fine." She slips into the dress with some ease and then shakes her head. "I so hate to go unarmed." But she leaves all of her gear in her room after taking the time to wizard lock her door.
Amarth is cleaned and seated upon her bare right shoulder, as she comes down the stairs. Her ebony skin, marked with the white ivy tattooing, glows as she moves in the torchlight. The dress is cut low in the front, just ending a little below her bellybutton. A spiderweb type pattern runs that entire length but does not hide much between the actual fabric. For those that thought this was bad enough, the back over her dress is completely open and cut to ride just above her butt. The final enhancement is the slit that runs up the right side to midthigh.
She gives a charming smile as she watches for reactions and for Valdor. His reaction should be more fun than anyone elses'. The only accent pieces for her are a pair of mother of pearl earrings, though she has the Platinum earpiece right to the side. Then there is the simple gold necklace that holds her Star Mage guild medallion.
Milo Tuesday January 30th, 2007 8:59:09 PM
"Indeed milady," and Milo sticks his elbow out, mocking the 'noble's style' and leads Olana off toward the baths for a hot bubble bath.
Nick Tuesday January 30th, 2007 10:42:13 PM
Having finished his prayers, Ve Mundr finds Nick stirring a rather odd-smelling concoction in a glass. "Hot water, cider vinegar, and honey," he says by way of explanation. "Just the thing for aching bones, and seeing as I've prescribed this many times over the years in my capacity as a healer, then I shouldn't be afraid of taking my own medicine. Down the hatch!"
He swallows the brew down in one gulp, then winces. "Ugh." Then his face cracks into a grin. "So, shall we join the others? I wonder who else has been invited?"
Gunther Tuesday January 30th, 2007 11:21:07 PM
Donning his expertly crafted buckskin, Gunther smiles. K'nara was a genius! Not only did the the navy complement the lite blue flowers of his wreath, but it also drew the attention away from his snow white hair and instead focused it on his intense blue eyes. The well placed diamond chips buttons accent his well developed chest. Knowing time is running out, he heads quickly over to K'nara's quarters.
Sturtavent Tuesday January 30th, 2007 11:35:47 PM
The High Lord Mayor, Sturtevent, is a waiting the mixed group of hero's in the bar. Sturtavent is decked out in a gold highlighted pants and jacket and there seems to be shimmering hues of green and purple in the jacket.
Just behind the High Lord Mayor is a beautiful female elf of indeterminant age with pale eyes, silver hair, and a gown the color of moonlight. She holds a closed binder and seems to be at Sturtevent's call.
Sturtevent has his left arm behind his back and a glass of red wine in a large glass in his right. Sturtevent hold the wine glass up and give a small nod as each of the hero's enters the bar.
Falin Wednesday January 31st, 2007 8:51:30 AM
Falin nods back to the High Lord Mayor as he enters the room. He feels a little out of his league here. Not being one to like attention and dressing up. He gets a glass of milk and moves over to the side of the room to watch for others entering.
Ve Mundr Wednesday January 31st, 2007 10:32:52 AM
Ve makes a face as Nick tells him about what he is about to drink, "Ugh! Yes I am unfortunately quite intimitely familiar with that particular remedy." Ve's eyes grow softer as father Nicholas puts the drink to his lips and downs it. Ve will find a way to help him.
"From my brief walk to here it would seem, well, that everyone is going to be here. I even heard that the coronation is being magically sent to many places like the Giggling Ghost."
Ve opens the door and steps into the hall and grabs the nearest servant, "Run ahead and inform Fabersham that Father Nicholas and Ve Mundr will be arriving shortly."
The Bell Tolls [DM Jerry] Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:40:26 AM
Three Bells ring out through the castle. Servants rush to inform everyone that the festivities are imminent and to make their way to the bar please.
Everyone is told that the live feed to the Giggling Ghost will begin very shortly and everyone needs to be in the bar for the start.
"But sir, Lord Onrad said to please head to the bar now."
"Yes maam, I know, but if you're late it will show on the broadcast. No maam, we're not hiding anything. The broadcast will be uncensored and it will be live.
"Yes sir, I'll be glad to show you the way to the bar."
Workers skitter around putting a last minute polish on all the furnishings. Candelabra are lit and raised. Rugs are given a final brushing.
The bar begins to fill with Platinum Dragons, Emerald Talons, and their guests.
There are sincere embraces, small talk, and in come cases, a nervous look or two.
Lian Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:49:23 AM
The monk offers his arm to Aeralia. It only seems right since everyone else seemed to have a partner.
Of course, the monks plain gray gear will be overshadowed by the sorceress' beauty, as it should be.
"Lad... Miss Aeralia, will you do me the honor and accompany me to the festivities?"
Valdor Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:59:26 AM
Valdor returns shortly wearing a silk black shirt and black leather pants. The shirt is fairly loose fitting and is long sleeved. He wears a simple gold necklace and his ever present gold dragon earring dangling from his left ear. His hair is shiny and combed back, ending about shoulder length.
When he sees Cori, his jaw almost hits the ground. He blushes a crimson red for a minute before looking around for Studavent. When he finally meets up with him, he grasps the High Lord Mayor's hand and says,"I guess we were successful, old friend. Floating City is safe for the time being once again. Not to mention that others won't be so ready to immitate his aggressiveness."
He moves away and finds Alicia and Torel. He bows low to both with respect and says,"Our hearts are gladdened that you both could make it. Lady, it is with great pleasure that I can tell you that your city is safe from the threat. The group we are honoring tonight played a large role in ending the threat. Torel, it has been a long time since I have seen you and we are honored with your presence. Please enjoy our hospitality."
He then searches out Cori and his daughter and moves with them around the room.
Mordrid Wednesday January 31st, 2007 2:43:58 PM
"Well, let's get this show on the road." Dressed in his worn outting bucks, the ranger makes his way down the stairs and towards the bar. He still has his sunsword sheathed at his side, because it's... well, unprofessional and unintellegent to not do so.
Upon interring the bar the ranger nods at Sturtevant and winks at Valdor. Walking behind Valdor he leans forward and whispers, "I can't believe its not butter."
The ranger catches Onrad's eye and holds up the diamond scrye device to show that he remembers, and to see if Onrad nods him on to "go live."
Pulling up a chair, the ranger finds a nice high vantage point and positions the diamond. Not knowing which way to point the device, he throws up his arms and sighs, "I guess that's good enough." He drops to the floor and signals Valdor.
Onrad [DM Jerry] Wednesday January 31st, 2007 4:47:50 PM
Onrad grinning approaches Mordrid. "Brother, there's no need. The diamond cameraa are already in place. Invisible. This is the controlling diamond. Just turn it on and off with your mind. If you want a different viewpoint, closeup, just picture what you want and it will happen.
"You can look into it to see the view those in the GG are seeing. So if you're ready, just think at it and it will happen.
"BTW, keep it in your possession, because whoever holds it controls it. It does have intelligence, but you shouldn't have any trouble with its willpower.
"There, you've turned it on to the bar view. Note the giant crystal ball over there has come to life and you can see into the GG and they can see you. Nifty."
Onrad then walks over to the crystal ball, looks into it and says, "Greetings!"
He waits a minute for the crowd to subside.
"Welcome to the Emerald Talon Induction Banquet. I trust that everyone has food and drink? Happy? We are glad that you took time out of your busy lives to help us celebrate with the Emerald Talons.
"You are intelligent people. So I'll leave you to watch, drink, talk, and enjoy yourselves."
He bows and turns back to talk to Mordrid.
Olana Wednesday January 31st, 2007 5:24:50 PM
Aah.... but it was good to get clean, finally. Time spent just kicking back would have been nice, but by the time she's got the worm-guts-turned-to-glue out of Milo's hair, it's time to get dressed and get back to the group.
"Are we ready for this?" she whispers to her halfling companion as they enter the reception room.
Alicia and Torel (Floating City NPCs) Wednesday January 31st, 2007 5:47:00 PM
"We owe you and your friends here a great deal of thanks," Alicia tells Valdor after all the greetings have been done. "As it stands right now, I've had to leave Terran, my aide, behind so he can start making arrangements for Lady Solara's funeral and preparations for a new elected representative for the Gold level. It will be interesting to see who comes out of the woodwork for that post. "Torel here was very gracious in volunteering to accompany me in his stead."
The big undead hunter gives Valdor a solumn bow. "My thanks, Valdor, and the honour is all mine. For my part I shall try not to detract from the merriment of the proceedings." The last comment is in jest, a play on his appearance and dour aura, and is accompanied by a broad smile that almost cracks his ruined face in two.
When Nick and Ve arrive, he gives them an acknowledging bow, peer to peer. When he looks upon them it is with open appraisal, and a hint of friendly rivalry. Trails of pale smoke continue to uncurl from the bottom of his cloak, lending him the illusion that he is floating on a small cloud.
Dahlia / Ingrge Wednesday January 31st, 2007 5:52:07 PM
Dahlia makes her way to the Bar and casually makes her way over to where Nick has settled. Sitting down she turns to him and flutters her eyelashes.
"Buy a thirsty girl a drink, sailor?"
Having met with the group for mere moments before being summoned, Ingrge takes a few deep breaths and wishes for the umpteenth time that his wife could be here to help chase away the niggling doubts that kept insinuating themselves into his thoughts. Deep down he knows that the Talons can handle the nitty gritty protection of the populace stuff, it was the political side of things he was worried about. In all honesty there isn't truly a subtle one among us. Perhaps Arelia will be able to help us in that arena as well. She seems to have a temperate side to her than the rest of us.
Just outside of the bar the scarred, white-haired elf pauses, collects himself and makes sure there is a pleasant look on his face and then walks in looking around for the other Talons. Spotting Falin, Ingrge makes his way over to the younger elf only pausing for a moment to pick up his lower jaw as he spots Corialote's and Dahlia's attire.
Valdora (NPC) Wednesday January 31st, 2007 6:17:51 PM
Once again, the young teenager finds herself in auspicious company, and not wanting to put a foot wrong, sticks close to her father's side as he makes the rounds.
She recognizes Sturtavent, and most of the other Platinums. As for the Talons, she looks at them in turn, trying to memorize names and faces. A lot of elves in that group, and some of them looked more nervous than she was. At least most of them had dressed down, like her. It made her feel a little more at ease. Oh, there'd been a big fight with some of the staff about that, wanting to put her in some kind of frilly dress. Ugh.
And there was the Overlord of Floating City - wow, she looked so young, and who was that big ugly guy stood next to her?
Milo Wednesday January 31st, 2007 8:04:33 PM
Milo quirks his face up at Olana, "Ready? For a party? Absolutely yes... To get turned into a dragon or some such thing... um... I'm not so sure about that one love. But if they say we earned it, I'll take their word for it. Something tells me that we'll be paying this one off for some time."
K'Nara Wednesday January 31st, 2007 8:39:38 PM
The door to the bedroom of the suite that holds the leader of the Emerald Talons opens and out glides K'Nara. She wears an off-the-shoulder gown of emerald green that is embroidered in gold and blue that (miraculously?) matches the shades of Gunther's comfortable but snappy buckskins. Her hair--no longer bound by her customary snood--falls in fiery waves to her waist. The only jewelry she wears is the silver dragon cuff in her right ear and the signet ring that Lian had gifted her a while ago on the pinky of her left hand.
"Gunther! You look magnificent!" she declares with a grin, kissing him soundly. "See? I told you that formal didn't necessarily mean stuffy, now, didn't I?" K'Nara turns bright hazel eyes to the others assembled. "Before we go and face the Consortium, my friends...we need to decide on the name we will take when they officially induct us. Once upon a time--a long time ago--I had toasted to the possibility of us becoming Emerald Dragons. Shall we make it the case tonight...or is there another name that you all feel may be more appropriate..?"
Aeralia Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:34:26 PM
Aeralia blinks in confusion at Lian's offer, not comprehending for a moment; her mind on something else. Glancing behind the elven monk, she watches Terrin, whom had just started strolling down the hallway, quickly open and slip into a side door, out of sight, and for the moment, out of her mind.
She smiles at his offered arm, her lips parting into a wide grin, and her cheeks flushing red. "It would be an honor," she says after a few moments of long silence, and entwines her arm into his.
"Thanks," she adds as they start to walk, grateful to have someone to accompany. She had fully intended to have someone, but someone besides Terrin was certainly a welcome, though uncomfortable, change.
Closing her eyes briefly, the lovely sorceress activates her magical headwear, illusionary sparkles shimmering and shining all over her gown like sequins.
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(OOC: Silent, Still Major Image for a brief Terrin. Then activate Hat of Disguise to enhance appearance)
Gunther Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:49:11 PM
The warrior is thunderstruck by K'nara sheer and utter beauty. Never has he seen this side of her. And though mildly petrified of her femininity so openly displayed, there is another, more base side of the man that finds even her slightest of touch electrifying. "Mmmmhmmm..." he mumbles at K'nara's complement...looking very much like a love struck teenager as he tags along clumsily behind her.
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday January 31st, 2007 11:56:24 PM
Cori cannot help but shake her head at poor Valdor as he spots her. She has been one for show at times and this was one of those times. Heck it showed the others what they would be missing out on as she was spoken for.
She slips over to stand near Valdora and gives the young girl a smile. "You look lovely my dear...does your father know how many hearts you must be breaking?" She is most proud of the girl and the bearing that she holds. This girl was truely born to this even if she did not feel it on the inside...a long time ago she would have said the same of herself. "I do hope that you are keeping him guessing and hopping...but still staying safe." She tries to keep her tone one of girlfriend to girlfriend and not as the older more experienced woman.
She smiles as Valdor approaches and then turns slowly for him, the hem of her dress swirling around her black boots that can been seen now. "I take it that you like." Her eyes are sparkling and she laughs as she points to Ingrge as he comes in. "Seems that he cannot believe that two lovely and toughened women could be caught wearing as little as Dahlia and myself." She tries to gain Dahlia's attention and then salute the young girl. She has taken a liking to Dahlia and they both had that same kind of personality...mischevious.
Amarth is watching the gathering crowds as he keeps an eye out for other troubles. Not that he expects any, but his Mistress would not be happy if he did not at least watch the other goings on. After all, she was sharing his vision as well.
Falin Thursday February 1st, 2007 3:37:46 AM
Falin watches as his friends walk in with their dates and smiles at them as they walk by. As he swirls his milk in the glass he scans around the room and thinks to himself I do not know anyone else here. I have been out adventuring for far to long. Right now I think I would rather be facing the flying skulls again.
Lian Thursday February 1st, 2007 6:18:54 AM
Discomfort and awkwardness, even for this well traveled elf, was a new exprience... a humbling one. He thought he would be turned down by the sorceress. The monk feels and sees discomfort in the faces of his friends. Falin looks like he swallowed something foul. Gunther looks stiff in that get-up. The girls are loving it though. He thinks to himself as he looks at Aeralia, Olana and finally Knara. Wow, our leader fixes up nice.
"Miss Aeralia, what are your thoughts on this induction? This is alot to take in for you. If you choose not to proceed, we will understand." After hearing her thoughts about the induction, the hand of Domi asks her about herself. History. Background. Friends and family. "Who do you miss most?"
Sturdevant Thursday February 1st, 2007 1:21:49 PM
The regal looking High Lord Mayor waits for all of the hero's to enter the bar and then turns to his adjunct "The gifts please Herterona." Sturdevant drains his wine glass and the goes for a refill at the bar. Sturdevant keeps his left hand behind his back as he moves gracefully over to the bar.
Herterona opens her leather binder and then takes out a quill and starts to check off items on the enclosed paper. Herterona the moves to a table where there are colored boxes. Herterona the practically flows through the bar area as he long moonlight colored dress hides her feet.
Herterona delivers a green box and a sealed envelope to each member of the Emerald Talons. The envelope is sealed with a gold wax and stamped with what looked to be a claw. The beutiful elf then delivers a grey box to each of the Platinum dragon. Herterona's only respone is "With the compliments of the High Lord Mayor of Plateau City."
The boxes are about 6 x 6 x 10 inches each.
Ve Mundr Thursday February 1st, 2007 1:52:17 PM
Ve inclines his head to Lady Alicia and returns the bow to Torel. Ve's eyes, also, take in the hunter and appraisingly shoot over him. Ve had always considered Gargul with care and respect. The church and the those within seemed a contradiction to him and thus he always lead with an open mind when meeting them.
Ve moves with calm assurance of his place in this room of lords and ladies and makes his way to where a drink tray is being carried and takes a glass of red Pinot from it. Ve moves through the room and meets with most of the attendees, taking Father nicholas in his wake. "An honor to meet you." "Thank you for coming." and "A pleasure." make up for his side almost exclussively.
Ve finally settles upon a location and looks back across at those who are to be the saviors and guardians of the Wold. Without looking and while taking a sip from his crystal he asks Nicholas with a mirthful lilt in his voice, "Were we ever so young and out of our element Nicholas? Lian, Falin, Gunther, Aerilia, almost all of them look positively scared to death." Ve pauses and his voice drops in tone and darkens slightly, "Are we doing the right thing my friend Nicholas?"
The gifts break him from this and he returns a held bow of his head when presented the box by Herterona. "Thank you my lady Herterona and to your lord." Ve simply holds the box and awaits the speech, his eyes upon High Lord Mayor Sturdevant.
Lian d20+20=35 Thursday February 1st, 2007 4:53:39 PM
Not sure whether to release the sorceress' arm for fear of losing her to a better looking man, or taking the box, the monk ops for the latter and graciously accepts the box. Bowing deeply, he takes it, not opening it until told.
(Listen 35) Noticing Ve looking in his direction, ears like a bat, the elf looks directly at Ve and Nick. He smiles and nods, slightly bowing, stray platnum locks falling forward into his eyes, obscuring his sea green eyes.
K'Nara Thursday February 1st, 2007 6:55:18 PM
"You all wish to discuss the possibilities amongst yourselves..?" K'Nara asked the group, still waiting for them to reply about what the Dragon name for their group is going to be.
Then Herterona arrives and presents the missive and box. The leader of the Emerald Talons takes them from her and nods.
"Thank you." the human blade singer says and proceeds to open her envelope to read the message within.
Milo d20+16=25 d20+16=31 Thursday February 1st, 2007 7:44:58 PM
Out of habit, Milo casually inspects the box and envelopes for possible traps before opening either. He begins with the box either way, opening it to view its contents before following up with the envelope. (OOC: Search checks DC 25 and 31 respectively)
Nick Valentine Thursday February 1st, 2007 8:42:32 PM
"I'm not surprised, with this crowd," Nick quietly answers Ve's comment on some folk looking scared. "You don't see a gathering like this every day. And we have Parnoth to arrive yet, if I remember rightly?"
He's about to comment further on the Gargul cleric when Dahlia arrives. His face breaks into a grin. "You look very nice," is all he gets to say before Sturtavent bestows his gifts. Nick accepts the box with grateful thanks. He'll look for a cue from some of the others before he opens his.
Mordrid Thursday February 1st, 2007 9:44:01 PM
The ranger watches with raised brows as many of the Platinum and Talon females arrive to the party; some with unexpected partners by their side. By Domi, this group was designed for breeding, not fighting. Well the old ranger was retired now. Doubtful that he would be invited to baby-sit the warrens.
The ranger receives his grey box with a nod of appreciation. As if no one is watching, he catches Valdor's eye and raises his box as if to say, "Lookie what I got!" Mordrid looks at Sturtevant, waiting to catch his attention; and shakes the box at his ear like a child on holiday. - wink -
The ranger watches with some satisfaction as Milo examines his box. Now that's more like it.
Corialote and Amarth Thursday February 1st, 2007 10:19:08 PM
Cori looks to Lady Herterona with a smile and nods her head. She takes the box and cuts a bow to both her and Lord Sturdevant. "I am honored." Unable to do much with the box she gently holds it in her hands before her. She feels weird holding a box at an event like this but cannot see much else to do.
Glancing to Valdora she has an idea. "Do you like horses my dear?" She figures she might like a partner on her venture into breeding horses and who better than Valdor's daughter. "I have been thinking of buying good breeding stock...would you like to go into business with me?" She does not bother to ask Valdor as she is old enough to make this decision without her father.
Amarth gives what could be considered a chuckle as he takes to the air to find a better place to view the surroundings. Maybe a chandelier would be a good place and he finds one near the middle of the room.
Gunther Thursday February 1st, 2007 10:47:46 PM
The warrior looks first at the box and then the envelope. Hmmmmm...what to do...what to do... Since no one else was opening them, Gunther bows low to Herterona and then hangs on to the items until it's appropriate to open them.
Tugging gently at his collar, Gunther slowly takes in the crowd as he travels toward wherever they are to be seated. Gulping, Gunther keeps reminding himself. Just keep your mouth shut and smile....mouth shut and smile... He plasters a rather unconvencing smile on his face as he walks along.
Valdor Friday February 2nd, 2007 1:50:11 AM
Valdor chuckles at the Undead Hunter's joke. He got it and understood what he meant. At that level of power, it was hard not to take over a room, even if completely unintentional. He accepts his box after Cori gets hers, then bows to the young lady and then back to Sturdevant.
He makes sure they pass near enough to Dahlia to whisper,"Good grief. I've seen more clothing than you and Cori have on at an oil wrestling event. But, you both look fabulous!"
Since Cori is talking to his daughter, and that really makes him happy, he moves over to Gunther. While he's walking, he wonders if she's noticed a difference in his and Cori's relationship since they left to go after Lathiese.
When he gets to Gunther and K'Nara, he smiles and says ,"Lady, you look stunning. And Gunther, you look great as well. Clean up nicely, I would add. Hey, don't worry about all these people. This is your party and ours, and THEY are the guests. You're both allowed and expected to make mistakes, so rest easy and don't worry yourself. It has taken many years of being around people of this authority to get used to it. It'll come with time, so just be yourself. That's what got you this recognition."
He moves among the other Talons and pretty much gives them the same encouragement. No sense in letting them feel beneath anyone here, because they are not.
Falin Friday February 2nd, 2007 3:15:34 AM
As the box and envelope are delivered to him he looks at the beauty of Herterona and he blushes we he takes them from her. Wordplay had never been his specialty. "Thank you mam." Is all he gets out.
He looks over the gifts without opening them and then finds Lord Sturdevant. Waling up to him he says, "Thank you for the gifts. I will be honset with you in case I am making a social mistake. I don't know if I am supposed to bow, shake your hand, or nod my head."
Lian Friday February 2nd, 2007 10:48:48 AM
The monk sits and listens to the sorceress, or if she's not speaking, he'll make feeble conversation to keep her attention on him.
Shirri the Hooded Friday February 2nd, 2007 11:35:19 AM
"Fie, my lord...hast thou no sense of celebration...?" a soft voice from Mordrid's past teases him in a musical tone. He feels something plop upon his head--a hat, it seems. The hat is firmly adjusted and the bounty hunter from Osto suddenly finds himself dressed in rather stylish black and gray soft leather clothing.
Well...it LOOKS like it, anyway (thanks to a Hat of Disguise).
Mordrid finds himself looking into the amethyst eyes of a fair-skinned, raven-maned half-elf female whose lower face is shielded by a sheer veil. She is dressed in white silk with gold doves embroidered on it.
"Time hast treated thee well, my lord Mordrid." she says. "Mine heart soars to see thee."
The ranger's immediately embarrased to have not bathed, shaved, or otherwise made any attempt not to stink.
"Where have you been?"
Rossko and Raven Friday February 2nd, 2007 12:54:06 PM
Entering the room is a large man in black linens and heavy black boots. His heavy mane hangs across his face. Before him he pushes a chair on wheels.
Sitting hunched in the chair is a white haired man; his disheveled beard is long and his brow hangs thickly across his eyes. A carved staff sits cross-ways in his lap. The old man wears a robe of burnt umber that's familar to some.
The driver of the wheel-chair waves to the crowd as he enters, "Hi everyone, Rossko wanted to come see what all the fuss was about."
The old man sits motionless with his back hunched over and his head bowed.
Brother Jandar(SteveH) Friday February 2nd, 2007 1:58:27 PM
Brother Jandar enters wearing simple brown robes and no adornment other than his earring which,unlike Valdor's dangling one, is simply stuck to his earlobe and his symbol of Domi is present on a chain hanging from his neck. He looks very unhero-like, and is built like an average human. His appearance would give any bully the feeling he's an easy target. His eyes however, have a look of confidence and strength.
He nods to many, hugs some, shakes a few hands and then finds Ve and Nicholas. He shakes their hands and says,"I'm glad those miscreants finally have a couple of strong clerics to keep them alive. My time travelling with Mordrid and the Golds was mostly spent asking Domi to heal wounds or occasionally bring one back from Gargul's realm."
He leans in close to Ve and whispers,"I know that you and Valdor ended up alone against the black dragon. Thanks for keeping him alive. He's a bit headstrong and sometimes forgets that there are lots of things that can kill him still out there. He may not say so, but I know he appreciates your presence."
He glances around and then asks even quieter,"Who's the drow with him? And how did he not kill her?"
Gunther Friday February 2nd, 2007 2:18:29 PM
The warrior nods at Valdor's sage advice and even manages a much more convincing smile. But as the old adage goes...Much easier said than done. Still, the cat trainer relaxes visibly and begins to scan the crowd. Since there is no one he knows, Gunther occupies the down time by people watching....taking in the differences in peoples accents...the way they move...the way they hold themselves. In some ways, the races were even more entertaining than kitties.
DM Jan OOC Friday February 2nd, 2007 3:44:24 PM
((Keep it going folks. Jerry's poorly. I have to go out this afternoon, but I'll pick things up when I get back home. Jim will post, also, so we're good.))
Ingrge / Dahlia Friday February 2nd, 2007 6:14:26 PM
Standing next to Falin, Ingrge watches as the masses of people arrive and the list gets more and more impressive. As Sturtevant and Lady Herterona arrive and hand him the box and envelope he gives them a quick look over and then gives a polite bow to both. As they move on Ingrge turns to his companion.
So Falin what do you suppose these are, indicating the box and enveloope?
He looks up for a moment as Rossko and Raven make their way into the room. He gives a polite and respectful nod of the head in greeting to the old mage who had gifted him with his magical staff so many years ago. That though of course took him back and he began thinking about Grey and Joe and he wondered if they might make an appearance.
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Dahlia smiles brightly as Nick complements her attire and then curtesies as She recieves her gifts from Sturtevant. As Valdor walks by and comments she smiles and winks at him and returns his repartee with some of her own. "And My Lord Valdor, Love looks good on you. You have not shone so brightly in many a moon."
Sturdevant Friday February 2nd, 2007 8:13:23 PM
Herterona doles out the gifts and then returns to the High Lord Mayor's shadow by the bar, she does smile at all those she passes.
Sturdevant sees that some of the hero's have opened the gifts and letter and his eyes seem to twinkle and there is just a hint of a stifled smile.
Sturdevant clears his throat and take a healthy swig of wine. "Welcome everyone. As most of you have recieved a gift delivered by the lovley Herterona." Sturdevant stands aside for a moment and Herterona curtsies gracefully for those assembled.
Sudevant continues "This is truely a momentous day. We have some many hero's in attendance. Those that have reached the pinnacle, or some may say the edge of the abyss and returned. There are also those among us that are ready to take their place as defends of the rhelm. These gifts are small tokens of appreciation for years of toil and sacrifice and for those that are setting foot on a dangerous path. Lets hear it for the Platinum Dragons and all they have accomplished and the Emerald Talons who have all the potenial in the Wold."
Sturdevant raises his glass "Here Here, Champions All!"
After the toast dies down "And to those that made the ultimate sacrifice so that we can all stand here." Sturdevant bows his head lost in his own thoughts.
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The grey box (Platinum Dragons) each contain a platinum flagon of amazing design. The bottom of the flagon is held by a platinum dragon and his tail curls up to form the handle. There are countless gem chips for the scales of the dragon that all catch the light. On the surface of the flagon are storm clouds that actually flow across the surface. A dragon can be seen from time to time flying amongst the clouds.
It is truely a work of art, a master piece.
The green box and sealed letter (Emerald Talons). The letter is an invitation to dine with Sturdevant one week from tonight to discuss the future of the Wold and the Emerald Talons place in it. Dinner is at 7 pm at the High Lord Mayor's Manor.
The green box contains a fist sized uncut emerald, with a note : In the begining everything is potential, it takes ones lifes work and good deeds to chip away until one finds the greatness contained within.
All of the emerald chunks are approximately one pound.
Aeralia d20+17=34 Friday February 2nd, 2007 10:28:25 PM
Aeralia smiles and graciously accepts the gift, setting it aside to be opened later. She is vibrant, alive, and pleasant, much different then her demeanor during their adventure. If she did have any fears or misgivings, as Ve saw, she did very well at hiding them. (OOC: Bluff check 34 to hide any anxieties or apprehensions, if she has any)
She returns her attention to her escort, answering his questions without pause. "Family? Well, I actually never really knew my parents, or If I had another other brothers or sisters. I'm told I was found on a doorstep of an orphanage in Plateau City. I guess the people who were there said it was my mother that left me, but they never found her."
"Nothing ever really felt like family as I was growing up, either. I was often alone. I suppose I was normal enough as a youngster, but once I was six or seven, I started to have to move around alot. Wierd stuff would always happen, and I was to blame, but I couldn't control it, you know?" To demonstrate, the young sorceress extends her palm outward, a spark of light quickly growing into an illusionary rose, spinning so delicately for a few moments, then wilting and decaying as quickly as it had sprung into life. From the wilted pelts a haunting face rises, mouth open in a silent moan, before quickly vanishing into nothingness.
She shrugs her bare shoulders lightly, continuing. "I guess I scared some of the other kids, and the care takers too. So I got shuffled around alot, when they couldn't handle me anymore. A few times I didn't have anywhere else to go, for a week or so, while they tried to find someone to take me in."
She smiles again towards Lian, a genuine happiness she didn't show much of on their expedition. "But enough boring you, what of yourself? What of your family?"
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OOC: Silent, Still Silent Image used in her story.
Shirri the Hooded Friday February 2nd, 2007 11:50:04 PM
The sad-yet-hopeful smile on Shirri's lips is shadowed by the material of her veil, but it's clearly reflected in the depths of her amethyst eyes.
"Mine heartfelt apologies, my lord," the cleric says, "I hath been attending duties most critical to the temple of Flower. 'Twas never mine intention to worry thee nor let so much time pass without seeing thee again. The temple officiants hath granted me a boon--I may choose the location of my next posting..." Her palm cups one of his cheeks.
"My lord, I wouldst be at thy side shouldst thou allow me the honor."
Mordrid Saturday February 3rd, 2007 1:38:08 AM
Mordrid pulls Shirri close in a worm embrace. Whispering in her ear, "I'm not truly convinced all this madness is over yet. You are by my side tonight. But my life is dedicated to honor and country. You know this. I may be no paladin. Far from it. But my only salvation has been service to humanity, and of course... keeping that man alive." The ranger gently turns Shirri by the shoulder and raises his glass towards Valdor. "The legend lives on." Mordid's throat drops out from under him in painful happiness. "I have succeeded." The ranger fights back a tear, as all his life work is in front of him, happy, soon to be wed, and reunited with child. Valdor's happiness is evident. And it shoots Mordrid's emotions through the roof.
Turning back to Shirri, he looks deep into her eyes. "I have to give all this up don't I; I must let it go?"
Mordrid clears his throat, with Shirri draped beneath his arm. Ladies and gentlemen... I would like to make a toast. Talons!..."
He raises his mug; his new masterful mug.
"If ever I could give one word of advice to our new heroes... your leader is the embodiment of the blood that flows through you all. Bring glory to your chosen leader, and you bring both glory and honor to yourself. The lamb watches over the lion. And the lion and the lamb live on through eternity; as legends."
"Thank you Valdor for saving me. Thank you Valdor for immortality."
"Here! Here!"
Whispering again in Shirri's ear, "And so that part of my life is over."
Gunther Saturday February 3rd, 2007 10:09:49 AM
An idea enters Gunther's head like a burrowing worm and he shifts his stance to where he is close to Milo. Nudging him, he attempts to attract his attention. "Milo...I've been tinking of someting for a vile. I need your help. I'd like to set up a netvork of spies to vatch over Borden. Not dat I doubt him mind you...but I'd like to be able to steer him in de right direction should he start to make de wrong decisions." Gunther winks at the halfling. "Anyvay...I know dat's your area of expertise and I tought dat you could help me ven ve get back home."
Falin Saturday February 3rd, 2007 3:17:40 PM
Falin turns to Ingrge and says, "I guess it is some type of a reward for making it into the club. In the early days of my youth we used to do something similar to award milestones in life. We would receive a seed and then be able to plant and nourish that seed until it grew. It gave us a living and almost permanent monument to mark that event. I had several until they were razed by Parnoth. I am glad he did not arrive."
"I have to admit to you that I feel a little out of place here." He looks over the room and continues, "I do not know who most of these people are. I have been gone and focused on my own revenge for so long that I have let the last 60 years slip away into nothing but training. I see our friends here with mates who love them and I can't help but feel like I am missing out on something. I don't even know what to do when trying to court someone."
The toast brought by Mordrid seems to jog Falin from his train of thought and he raises his glass to the sky as well.
Lian Saturday February 3rd, 2007 5:47:26 PM
More or less uninterested in opening the rewards, Lian listens to the sorceress. "Me? Well, not much to say. I had a strict father, a patient and calm mother. No siblings. Closest thing to siblings I have is Merlot, my old horse and best friend and my peers at the monestary. We lived in the northern and deep Culverwood where my father grew grapes for the local monks. When I got curious about the world and a handful for the parents, father sent me to the monastery for some discipline and training. Soon I was ready for more. Even the monks said I needed out and I had potential. For what, I didn't know. I know now and I'm sure they knew too. My Master heard about a band of adventurers in the area and decided to see if they could show me out of the forest and travel together for a bit. Brother Bertram told of Domi and his courage. I had heard a bit of his works in the temple, but didn't care much for religion. But things change, you see alot and you change. The rest, as they say, is history. I haven't seen the family or monastery since. I miss it. So quiet and unassuming. I wonder some days whether Parnoth and his troupe destroyed the village and monastery. The monks would have fought to the last and father would surely die defending the vines and mother. In 150 years, you learn much, but it is impossible to learn it all. Thats what I have taken from my experience from the Talons... Dragons now I guess. Still learning. Life is funny..." He trails off, just staring at Aeralia with his piercing green eyes.
Valdor Sunday February 4th, 2007 1:55:06 AM
Valdor is examining his new gift with a lokk of wonder when Mordrid makes his toast. He simply smiles and nods at his brother's kind words. After the toast, he lifts his goblet and says,"And the leader is only as good as those who support and follow them! Immortality awaits anyone brave enough...aye, and foolish enough to pursue it!"
He leans over to Cori and says,"I have been with travelling with this man for about twenty years now, and ever has he made me look good. I would be little more than a good sword wielder if not for him." He tries his best to keep tears from running, as he knows he will have to be strong soon enough.
Ve Mundr Sunday February 4th, 2007 10:32:19 AM
Ve smiles at Brother Jander "Aye, little changed in your absesne. I suspect Mordrid and Valdor didn't want me to hear stories about you later and feel like I missed out." Ve gives a long stare towards the pair and when he catches thier eye he raises his glass and continues talking to Jandar, "Her name is Cori and she was with Valdor before I arrived. I have little to contribute there, but the mighty Valdor certainly has no defenses when it comes to her and she very likewise."
Ve salutes his glass to the toast to the talons and to both Mordrid and Valdor's toasts as well. There was little to add at that moment and there were likely grand speeches in the works.
Milo Sunday February 4th, 2007 2:46:49 PM
Milo's eyes widen at the sight of the emerald, which he makes disappear to a hidden pouch, quick as a wink. The letter he reads slowly, and then folds carefully back into its envelope before making it disappear in a like fashion. Without warning, the halfling plants a firm kiss straight onto Olana's mouth, "Come my love... let us go and be honored. There will come a day soon, when we shall honor each other." The halfling rogue bows deeply to the elf maiden, and with a wink and smile, takes her by the hand.
Dae'lin Shadowstep (and Bryndal) Sunday February 4th, 2007 2:57:09 PM
Appearing amidst the crowd in the hall, as if from nowhere, Dae'lin strides purposefully up to Valdor, bowing to the floor on one knee. "My lord and dear friend, this is an occasion that I dear not miss... on this plane... or any other." The elf sorcerer is resplendant in blue and silver to match his long, braided platinum hair, and sea blue eyes. A flash of silver plays across his eyes as he smiles, and Bryndal, his psuedo-dragon familiar, makes her presence known with a playful flick of her tail.
Nick Monday February 5th, 2007 12:09:19 AM
"Jandar! Good to see you," Nick exclaims as the priest of Domi appears. When talk moves toward Valdor and Cori, he adds to Ve's observations. "I think Valdor has finally met his match," he says with a good-natured grin.
His thoughts during the toasts give his thoughts a more serious edge. There was a future unrolling before them all in this room, like a long carpet. Was it time to stand down? He looks over the beautiful gift given to them by the Lord mayor, a lovely thing. Would it now stand alongside a staff, a flail, and a pair of well-worn boots, in a room somewhere?
Olana Monday February 5th, 2007 12:14:50 AM
The elf looks in astonishment at the emerald, then bows and says thank you to the elf who gave it to her. Wow...
Olana returns Milo's kiss, and adds a smile after his invitation and emerald seem to disappear. "You know sometimes I wonder where you..." she hesitates, seeng Gunther approach. The man seemed to want to discuss something with Milo.
She shrugs, content to melt into the gathered throng for the moment, until whatever was supposed to begin - began.
She glances over toward Mordrid. She still wished to talk with the ranger, but not when he was talking to his wife. Hopefully, there was going to be time later.
The toasts make her feel vaguely self-conscious, but presumably they were supposed to take them on the chin, accept gracefully and get on with it.
Valdora Monday February 5th, 2007 12:33:08 AM
Blushing awkwardly after the compliment, Valdor's daughter listens intently to what Cori has to say. "I LOVE horses," the girl says by way of reply, "But I don't have any - " She stops short. Money. The lack of it. Not someting to discuss in this company, she suspects. Changing tack, she lowers her voice so the conversation won't carry. "What kind of horses?" she asks.
Out of the corner of her eye she sees Raven wheeling Rossko in. In her spare time, she'd spent most of it exploring the castle, and whenever she'd stumbled across the old man, he'd always seemed to be in a comotose state. There was always that feeling though - that in reality, he knew exactly what was going on.
Arrivals continue (DM Jan) Monday February 5th, 2007 12:40:49 AM
Others arrive, swelling the numbers. The castle staff drift back and forth unobtrusively from the kitchen, with trays of drinks, platters of artfully prepared snacks. Any particular requests are catered for, at speed, with the minimum of fuss.
The Emperor of Aisildur was still to arrive, and of course Parnoth had been mentioned as a possible guest, also.
After the ring of toasts, a sense of anticipation begins to hang in the room.
Valdor Monday February 5th, 2007 1:35:41 AM
Valdor's smile almost takes in his ears when Dae'lin shows up. He introduces him to Cori saying,"This, my dear, is the second most rash person you will ever meet. Maybe fourth if I include myself, you, and Dahlia. However, he is an absolute charmer and will do his best to sweep you off your feet, so watch his lines.
Dae'lin, this is Cori. As you can see, a drow wizardess. I would watch my step around her...she'll fry your toes off and feed them to you for dinner if you misstep with her. She and I, well, we're newly into our relationship and I'm a bit awkward as it's been a long time since I even thought of such things. However, my heart aches when she's not beside me and that is enough."
Posting Report for Monday February 5th, 2007 5:22:19 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Jan 29,2007
Name------MTWTF DM Jan----XXOXX DM Jerry--**X** (Hmmmm! A mistery??) Valdor----2OXXXSS Mordrid---XXXX2S Dahlia----XOXOF VE MONT---XXXXOS Coralote--XXXXO Veldora---OXOXOS Fabirslan-XXOOO Onrad-----Wednesday only Dar'tin---Sunday only
Adm Ceil - I hope I gor everybody!
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emeral Talons Fot the week of Jan 29,2007
Name------MTWTF DM Jerry--XOXOO Lian------2XX2XS Farlin----2OXXXS Marlo-----OXXXOS Olana-----XOXOOS Inger-----XOXOX Gunther---XXXX2S K'Nara----XOXOX Bro,Bertrm-OOOOX Aeralea----XOXOF Stuedavent-OXOXX <Jim Frick where did he come from?>
Adm Ceil
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Lian Monday February 5th, 2007 12:46:09 PM
The monk finally decides to take notice of the gifts. Hmm, a green lump of stone(likely a gemstone of sorts) and an invitation. Okay? Thinks the monk, putting the whole lot back into the box. ------------------ The green box and sealed letter (Emerald Talons). The letter is an invitation to dine with Sturdevant one week from tonight to discuss the future of the Wold and the Emerald Talons place in it. Dinner is at 7 pm at the High Lord Mayor's Manor.
The green box contains a fist sized uncut emerald, with a note : In the begining everything is potential, it takes ones lifes work and good deeds to chip away until one finds the greatness contained within. --------------------- (I'm afraid I may have missed a gift or two, did I?) All of the emerald chunks are approximately one pound.
Sturdevant Monday February 5th, 2007 5:23:39 PM
THe High Lord Mayor raps his hand on the bar to get everyones attention "Attention please. We need to move the festivaties to the great Hall. If you will all follow me."
Sturdevant quickly turns and puts his hands behind his back. Herterona gets in line behind her Mayor, moonlight dress flowing behind hed and her leather binder clutched in left hand.
Studevant moves over to the large double doors and casts them open, he then motions with both hands to the mezzanine and an ochestra begins to play an upbeat tune. There are sprites flying around while playing flutes, several satyr's on the pipes, all manner of horns are being played by a groups of colorful elves and humans (each trying to outdo the other), the violins are being played by a quartet of dwarves that are also stamping on some contraption that are banging drums and symbols, finally there is a tiny halfling playing a huge harp and they are stairs for him to run up and down to reach all the cords.
The instruments seem a very strange combination, but the tune is very nice.
Once everyone enters the hall a chorous starts up and it is filled will all manner of man and beast, from the small halflings and gnomes all the way up to centaurs and even a very deep bass of an ogre.
It is an amazing scene, as the hall is decorated with streamers of green and platinum. There is even a full sized tapestry hanging from the mezzine of each of the heros, bordered in green for he Talons and Grey for the Dragons.
There are scores of spectators gathered and seated as the group walks down the center of the hall.
Milo Monday February 5th, 2007 7:54:10 PM
As Olana fades from view, Milo zeros in on Gunther. Hearing the man's words, "Yeah... sure. Um... excuse me for being a bit distracted, but who is this Borden, and why are we keeping tabs on him? Just curious mind you. It would take very little effort to set up a few pairs of eyes to keep track of his movements however." The halfling rogue smiles ambiguously. "We'll talk more after the party Gunther... to see exactly what you have in mind. It might take some doing, but I think it is about time that I started a little guild of my own... this might be a good test of such recruits as I might want to be in our less than noticeable employ." The halfling winks, and then nudges Gunther, "Now if you don't mind... the ladies await." Milo slips through the crowd after Olana.
Dae'lin Shadowstep Monday February 5th, 2007 7:59:37 PM
Dae'lin smiles broadly at Cori, and bows deeply, "It is my sincere pleasure to meet so handsome a woman as yourself. Any friend of Valdor's is a friend to me as well." Turning to Valdor, "I would only say that I see what needs doing... when it needs to be done. It isn't my fault that I tend to expedite my decision making process." Dae'lin winks and smiles broadly, "I hear you just bagged a big black dragon yourself."
Corialote and Amarth Monday February 5th, 2007 8:00:36 PM
Cori opens the package and gives a gasp. The flagon is one of the most beautiful pieces that she has ever seen. She could never bring herself to use it, she can already tell that. She once again gives a bow to both Lady Herterona and Lord Sturdevant. Tears have formed in her eyes with the honor that has been bestowed upon her, though few may know it.
Closing the box she turns to Valdor with a smile. "And I would not have most likely had the chance to meet you...though you make yourself look pretty good." There is a flirtatiousness to her tone and the way she looks him over as her smile widens.
She lays a hand upon the young Valdora's shoulder and gives it a light squeeze. "Do not think of the finances...that will do for later...I am looking into some fine breeding stock...in fact made a deal for a nice one a while back when he is ready. A hearty horse built for endurance, maybe for war or for show...we will have to see." She makes it a point to make it obvious to the young girl that she is a partner and all she has to do is say yes.
She does turn her attention back to the things at hand. Especially the elf that has been introduced to her just now. She gives him a charming smile and hold out her hand lightly for him. "It is a pleasure to meet a friend of Valdors...though he makes light of his own talents." A glance up and down of the man tells her that he could be charming but not with Valdor around. She wraps an arm around Valdor, not out of protection or for the same, but just for the closeness of it all. "You my deareast heart should know that it is more than honey words that takes a womans' heart...especially this one." Her eyes lock with Valdors for only a few minutes but there are volumes said with no words. There is a promise, a show of love and also an open challenge to the man that she dares to call her own.
Mordrid Monday February 5th, 2007 9:04:20 PM
Mordrod smiles at Shirri before letting go for a brief moment. He can be seen Greeting many guests including Jandar, Rossko and Raven.
"Dae'lin, great to see you my friend. We could have used you these last few seasons." The ranger gives Dae'lin a great big hug, and points over to Shirri. "Look who else is here."
Gunther Monday February 5th, 2007 10:29:08 PM
Gunther nods at Milo. "Yes...later." Relaxing even more as most of the attention is focused on the Platinum Dragons, Gunther follows along beside K'nara. So very different from orc parties...that was for sure. Still from the smell of things the food just might be better.
Shirri the Hooded Tuesday February 6th, 2007 12:29:00 AM
The delicate half-elf gives Dae'lin a graceful curtsey.
"Well met, Lord Dae'lin." Shirri says. "Time hath treated thee well." The cleric then curtseys before Valdor.
"My Lord Valdor." she greets him and turns her amethyst eyes Cori's way, a canny look to their purple depths. "Doth mine eyes see truly? Hast thy life of adventure been blessed by the auspices of love most true..?" The raven-haired half elf's speech holds a teasing tone, and yet is nonetheless warm as Shirri regards the Drow by Valdor's side. "Wouldst thou introduce us, then..?" The priestess of Flower nods her veiled head in the direction of the now-opened doors to the great hall. "As time doth permit..?"
K'Nara Tuesday February 6th, 2007 12:30:02 AM
K'Nara looks about, her sharp eyes noting the orchestra and the arrival of Platinum Dragons that have not been heard from for some time.
"Where is Thaeri?" she asks. "I'd like to make sure that she's comfortable before starting this whole thing..."
Falin Tuesday February 6th, 2007 12:30:17 AM
Falin follows the rest of the crowd as it moves into the great hall. The room takes his breath away. Never had he seen such elegance for a diner.
Valdor Tuesday February 6th, 2007 12:34:46 AM
The large half elf hugs Shirri and responds,"Yes, your eyes tell you truly. I have found love finally, other than that of my family, of course. In this world we live, where death, betrayal, and so many other evils abound...I have found my heart's partner. This, Shirri, is Cori, a wizardess of no small power. Ironic that, for most of my life, I have not cared for magic users and absolutely hated drow. However, some of my best friends are magic users now and my love is both magic user and drow. Funny how meeting the right person can change your perception of things, eh?"
Valdor smiles warmly at Cori and returns the embrace. After Sturdevant speaks, Valdor says,"It's showtime. I'll see you inside the meeting hall. my dear. Dae'lin, we'll talk later...I'd like to hear about Ailsidur."
He moves to K'Nara and says quietly,"We will need the Talons to wait out here. We will introduce you each one at a time when you enter. You'll be expected to speak later, so you might give some thought to what you will say. Of course, I will lead into your speech so you won't have any problem knowing when to speak. Just be yourself and remember, everyone here is either a dragon or leader of a country, but they all remember very well the day they had to stand before such an assembly and speak for the first time. Noone expects you to be perfect, just be yourself and all will be fine. If you stumble, I will be there to help you along."
With that, he moves into his customary seat at the center of the table. He motions for Cori to sit at his left, and makes sure noone tries to take Mordrid's seat to his right. He watches each person coming in and sizes them up unintentionally.
(edited by Steve Hott-three of us posted about the same time, and I missed Shirri's comments)
The Final Guests... (DM Jan) Tuesday February 6th, 2007 1:16:52 AM
Three men and a woman enter just as the procession is about to begin, are announced by one of the pages, and join the parade at the rear.
"His Excellency the Emperor of Aisildur, and Sister Toscani, priestess of Ga'al!"
Both of these figures appear to be in their middle years, both have regal bearing and garments that reflect their status. Walking together, they seem to be a little wary of one another, the obvious reason being that one was heartseeded, one was not.
"His Grand Excellency, Supreme Ruler of the Emerald Kingdom, Par - what? Oh - and Saviour of the Wold - Parnoth!"
Parnoth's human guise is in the form that the Platinums got to know very well not too long ago - that of a tall, robust, broad-shouldered, no frills but impeccably dressed nontheless, country gentleman, with red, wavy hair and intense, brooding eyes. There is currently a flash of green in those eyes, suggesting that his mood is not particularly joyous. But whatever the matter, he's doing his best to brush it aside. Beside him, unannounced - is Mop, gasping for breath and doing his best to keep up while carrying something in a velvet covered box.
On seeing Sturtavent up ahead, the green dragon's eyes return to grey, and a slight smile creeps up over his features. This was a bit of a coup for Parnoth, because now, that jumped up, insufferable gold wouldn't be the only one with a renowned adventuring group on his turf. In fact - if the Platinums retired, then that would deflate Sturtavent's status to a more bearable level. Like a cat who's just stolen the cream, Parnoth strides forth, waving at the crowd.
Falin Tuesday February 6th, 2007 2:09:02 AM
When the newest arrivials are announced Falin locks his gaze onto Parnoth. Never has the elf felt so much utter anger towards any one person. He clentches his fists and breathes for a moment to let the mood pass. If he still had his affiction their is no telling what would have happened.
Gunther Tuesday February 6th, 2007 8:12:15 AM
Gunther nods at K'nara. "She can enter vith us..." Putting his fingers in his mouth, Gunther lets out a shrill whistle.
After a few seconds, the black panther comes slinking through the room. Though warry of the sheer number of people present, the cat looks up proudly at her trainer. There is a low growl which is instantly translated by Gunther's wreath...Those humans you set up to watch me have no idea what they're doing...but their food is very good.
Ve Mundr sense motive d20+16=34 spot d20+16=27 Tuesday February 6th, 2007 8:41:53 AM
The cleric and Protector of Domi mingles some, but for the most part stands next to Father Nicholas, nodding politely and answering small talk. Ever a keen observer, little escapes his notice and the subtle gestures, shifts of stance and eye movments speak volumes to him.
The call soon enough is made to move to the feast hall and Ve flows in with the others and locates a seat across and slightly down the table from Valdor. The last of the guests enters and Ve takes in the Ga'al cleric to his full measure. Parnoth also captures his interest keenly. He had little dealing personally with the ruler of the Emerald kingdom, but the soon to be Emerald Dragons had plenty. Let us hope they have wisdom enough to temper their passion
Lian Tuesday February 6th, 2007 1:17:52 PM 'I thought I smelled something foul. The dragon have has the audacity to show his face here?' Thinks the monk, hoping the lizard can 'hear' his thoughts.
Leaning over to the sorceress, "I think you may have little knowledge of Parnoth, so watch him and learn why we dislike him so much. He, I'm sure, is the reason I haven't heard anything from my village. He is the reason refugees have sought out the Talons. Villages are razed to the ground if he wants the land and the people won't submit. He puts on a good show... supportive, saviour, etcetera."
'Who is that gift for I wonder?'
Olana Tuesday February 6th, 2007 5:57:47 PM
"What did Gunther want? Or is it a secret?" Olana asks Milo, a smile on her face.
That smile is rapidly dropped as the procession begins, and things don't get any more cheerful as Parnoth arrives.
By all the blessed trees in Culverwood, did they have to do this? She grips Milo's arm a little too tightly as they walk along.
Still, there was nothing to be afraid of, right? And although she'd rather bathe in tar than indulge in a lot of pomp and ceremony, she supposed that it was time to get used to it.
Father Nicholas Tuesday February 6th, 2007 6:06:48 PM
"Not that I think anything terrible is going to happen," Nick observes quietly, as he and Ve Mundr make their way along in the procession, "but it might be an idea for us to keep an eye on Parnoth and the Talons. I'm seeing one or two antagonistic glances and it wouldn't be the first time Parnoth has put his foot in it and set something off."
He glances in another direction, and his pupils narrow slightly. ...and it'll keep my mind off that Ga'alian cleric.
Dahlia / Ingrge Tuesday February 6th, 2007 6:09:05 PM
Dahlia stays close to Nic and Ve as they make their way toward the dining room and then suddenly stops and sends a somewhat distressed query Valdor's way that the other plats and golds can hear through their ear pieces.
"Hey Valdor, did we just go and leave a particular mentally scarred, scared and injured young silver dragon out in the wild by herself?"
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Ingrge continues his conversation with Falin as dignitaries arrive and mingle with the others. Oh I fully understand Falin, I have never cared much for public appearances or accolades for that matter. I much prefer to be considered a person of non-consequence. It allows me more freedon for the things that matter and allows me to watch. You do not know how much I hated it when I was having to lead the Talons when K'nara was gone.
Then just as he mentions that he was glad Parnoth wasn't in attendance, Ingrge jabs Falin in the ribs causing Falin to look up and see his most hated foe.
"You had to know he wasn't going to miss this. I am sure he feels he still has us under his control somehow."
As Parnoth makes his way by Ingrge catches his eye and nods just slightly as if aknowledging a person of equal social status and then simply goes back to his conversation.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday February 6th, 2007 8:19:01 PM
Cori flashes Dae'lin one of her winning smiles and gives him a bow. "You flatter me sir." Her eyes twinkle as she knows the effect that her dress will have on some of the closer ones, not all of them certainly. Glancing around she does sigh and then nods her head. She is hoping that this will get underway soon...she has other plans than this.
Cori glances to the half-elf Shirri as she appears upon the arm of Mordrid. She laughs lightly as Shirri speaks and then nods her head. "It takes a strong woman to love and keep these types of men in line." She glances to Mordrid and gives him a nod. "You have a fine catch of your own...I call him friend as readily as the rest of the Platinums." It is the same as saying that she has heard from Valdor himself about his past hate for drow and Mordrid's as well...and it makes little difference.
Looking to the large doors her eyes take on a more business sense as she searches the crowd. She slips her arm into Valdor's and moves along with him, but tries to keep his daughter with them...unless she has shown interest in some young man. She takes her seat at his left and then continues to watch.
She notes and points out the Ga'al priest to Valdor. "We might want to watch our Father Nick." Though she does not know the story in whole she has an idea that at least there is bad blood there.
She cannot keep a straight face as Parnoth is introduced and has to cover her own mouth with her hand. Still anyone that takes notice will surely notice her laughter, even hidden partially by her hand. Through her earpiece she sends a message to all the others. "That one is a pompous egomaniac. He also looks a little too smug. You think our retirement is giving him a big head." Her last comment is kept to herself but it brings a smile to her face....we could come out of retirement to cut a loose thread.
Amarth has followed the group into the hall as well. He is currently perched high above on a beam. For a moment he thinks about sending Lord Parnoth a nice little present but curbs his desire. It is good enough for him that he could have done it.
Mordrid Tuesday February 6th, 2007 8:41:00 PM
Mordrid takes Shirri's hand and makes his way over to his seat at the right hand of Valdor; putting Shirri of course at the right hand of the ranger.
Along the way Mordrid makes it a point to pass by Parnoth. He quietly says, "Greetings Lord Parnoth. I don't know what's in the box, but I kindly recommend you tred lightly. It would be wise to act appropriately this fine evening. And I would have a word with you tonight regarding Osto." The ranger points to his eye as he walks away as if to say 'I'm on to you.'
Gunther Tuesday February 6th, 2007 10:08:48 PM
Gunther looks over at K'nara as Parnoth arrives. A lot of bad blood between this group and the dragon... Gunther chuckles, wondering whether he's going to have to be the "sane" one of the group and shut down any potential fights.
Milo Tuesday February 6th, 2007 11:29:40 PM
"Ooh... he just wants to set up a super secret spy network... nothing out of the ordinary." Milo grins and then winces as Olana clutches his arm. He pats her hand reassuringly, "I think the barbeque is after the proceedings... they don't plan to cook us before that." The halfling chuckles at his own wit, and proudly escorts Olana along. Seeing Parnoth, Milo speaks loudly, "Wow... they will let about ANYBODY into this event." His smile at the brooding dragon is more a dare then anything else.
Sturdevant Wednesday February 7th, 2007 12:03:50 AM
The High Lord Mayor watches the Ga'alian cleric very carefully as he takes his seat. It seems that Sturdevant wants to catch the clerics attention and at least make eye contact. Sturdevant seems a bit agitated.
Herterona goes and sits directly behind Sturdevant and places her leather binder neatly in her lap.
Valdor Wednesday February 7th, 2007 12:33:58 AM
Valdor, seeing that everyone is basically present that was expected, stands up and booms out,"Ladies and gentlemen, on behalf of the Platinum Dragons of the Dragon Consortium, we thank you for your presence this fine evening. I trust that you have had refreshment and have found it suitable to your needs. If you need anything, just kindly tell one of our waiters what you require, and they will attend to your needs!
We have many special guests here tonight, and I am amazed and honored that so many dignitaries from afar could make it tonight. As you all should know, this is a very special night for us. We have come together to recognize a fine group of adventurers who have shown the qualities that we, the Consortium, look for in a group who would become Dragons. Of course, not in the literal sense, but it is an honor bestowed upon only the finest collection of warriors, wizards, clerics, rogues, and others who have the special skills and the heart necessary to perform their objectives and an incredibly high level every day! But more on that later. Fresh from a joint victory with us over three red dragons and the black dragon known as Lathiese, I give you K'nara Illutu, the leader of the Emerald Talons!"
He begins to clap his hands and makes sure that everyone in his group, but only his group, hears in their earpiece,"Standing ovation, everyone. Let Parnoth squirm."
Ve Mundr Wednesday February 7th, 2007 9:27:13 AM
"Aye Nicholas, it may well be a good one at that. Antagonizing Parnoth to confrontation would put us all in a bad light." Ve pauses as he again looks to the Ga'alrian cleric. "That bt of advise goes to all of us I think." The last said almost as much to hiimself as to Father Nick.
For his part, Ve gives a deep nod to the ruler of the Emerald Kingdom. The cleric is more than a bit at odds on the reactions of those about towards the dragon. Surely they all realize any slights the dragon feels will be taken out upon the citizens of the very kingdom they claim to try and save. The High Lord Mayor invited him, he is the ruler of a nearby kingdom and guest. It the goal was to humiliate and then kill him, they could have simply left him the stone statue that he was and dealt with the monstrous swarm at that point. Why bother with....Valdor starts the official ceremonies with the introduction of K`Nara and Ve is glad for the break in his thoughts. He is on his feet in a fluid motion and nods approvingly as he applauds the entrance of the leader of the Emerald Talons.
Lian Wednesday February 7th, 2007 11:35:00 AM
When Lian hears Knara's name, he quickly stands, puts two fingers in his mouth and cat-calls loudly for their leader. When he's used up his last lung of air, he claps.
He glances at Parnoth briefly, then begins staring a hole in Mop.
Milo Wednesday February 7th, 2007 8:24:01 PM
Milo unconsciously squeezes Olana's hand in excited anticipation of what will happen next, though the halfling remains silent for the moment.
Parnoth (DM Jan) Wednesday February 7th, 2007 8:42:57 PM
Parnoth merely grunts in acknowledgement toward Mordrid, and leaves the diminutive Mop to handle the 'looking hurt and insulted' part. The big dragon is well used to events such as these AND Mordrid's needling.
In fact, a faint smile creeps across Parnoth's features as he watches the ranger take his place next to Valdor. Osto, the man had said.
It still amazes Parnoth that, after saving their fair town, its citizens had then tried to extort money from their rescuers, namely him and the Platinum Dragons. Money they had wanted. They had been quite insistant about it. Of course at the time, they thought he was human. Once Parnoth's true identity had been established, in no uncertain terms, then the negotiations had become much more agreeable.
Osto. Hmph. A dunghole, infested with gangsters, cuthroats, n'er do wells, scroungers, pick pockets, skivers, bullies, wretches, cheats, liars, blusterers, villains and morons. The best the human race had to offer. It's non-human scum were no better. Why is Parnoth smiling, therefore, toward a man who has possibly slighted him? He smiles because he knows where Mordrid comes from.
Alas, it is a fleeting moment. Valdor's trumpeting about dragon killing (again) sours Parnoth's mood, straight off. The big dragon applauds, just like all the others, but his eyes look toward the Plateau City Mayor, who's complicity and support has allowed these dragon-killers to grow and become so powerful. Sturtavent.... you're a bloody fool. One foot wrong and they'll turn on you like the savage dogs they are.
[ooc: scott: fantastic post Jan.] ((Thank you! :) ))
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday February 7th, 2007 9:14:49 PM
Cori stands when K'nara is introduced and holds a glass of wine in the air. She gives a bow of her head in respect for all of the Talons in turn. She waits a respectable amount of time before she takes a drink...a toast to the newest group. Silently she sees a new thorn in Parnoth's side and so he needs one.
Dahlia / Ingrge Wednesday February 7th, 2007 11:48:50 PM
Dahlia turns and rises as Valdor annonces the Talons leader and applauds along with the others though her mind is thinking back to the young silver they had left behind...
****
Ingrge, standing behind K'nara and Gunther, the grizzled elf seems to be chuckling to himself as Valdor talks about the saying of the dragons and then wonder to himself if Sturtevant is going to expect them to leave their tower and come live in Plateau city. That though begins to trouble him as he thinks of all that has been going on and he absent mindedly plays with the leather band he has on his right wrist...
K'Nara Thursday February 8th, 2007 12:46:29 AM
Hearing Valdor introduce her, K'Nara bestows upon Gunther a kiss for luck...then turns and, with a deep breath, glides gracefully forward into the hall:
Emerging into the hall is a tall human female, fair of skin and bright of eye. Her chestnut hair falls in fire-kissed, soft waves to her waist, contrasting in a dramatic fashion against the green silk gown that is embellished with silk thread of gold and blue hues. In her right ear flashes a tiny silver cuff in the shape of a dragon...on her left hand glitters a polished signet ring of talons clutching a fiery sword. The athletically-built beauty halts and then executes a deep and graceful curtsey.
"Ladies...gentlemen...noble beings..." she says, waving a hand in the direction of the female Plats, the male Plats, and then towards Sturtavent and the Emperor of Aisildur. The leader of the Talons knits her eyebrows for a slightly puzzled moment, but then she brightens once more and smiles in Parnoth's direction.
"Oh...and my lord Parnoth..." she amends.
"Welcome, one and all--and please accept my gratitude for your presence here at this most auspicious occasion. I am very proud to count the members of the Emerald Talons as my colleagues and friends--but, even more importantly, as members of my family. And here they are..." The graceful human blade singer steps to one side of the doorway and introduces, one by one, each of the Talons present:
OOC: I'm having K'Nara introduce Bertram as though he's still here; the DM may edit the list as she sees fit. ((~~Jan~~ Above looks good, Donna!))
Olana Thursday February 8th, 2007 1:43:35 AM
"She's led us through quite a few scrapes, hasn't she," Olana says to Milo as K'Nara is announced and steps forward.
Olana adds to the applause, then hearing their names called out - "Er... what are we supposed to do now?"
Nick Valentine Thursday February 8th, 2007 1:52:08 AM
Caught up in the occasion, Nick applauds loudly. So far, so good. This was turning out to be a grand affair.
Falin Thursday February 8th, 2007 1:56:21 AM
While Falin steps forwards with the rest of the group he pushes his sleeves up and throws up a quick wave and a bow.
Falin pauses his gaze on Parnoth for a second as he bows. Take a look at my bracelet free wrists you pompus windbag. No one owns me you hipomatanic landmass Falin thinks to himself.
Answering Olana, "I am not sure. I would be we will get herded to another section."
DM Jan Thursday February 8th, 2007 2:24:37 AM
The applause is deafening, and as the currently named Emerald Talons step forward to receive their accolades, it may give them pause for thought as they look upon this audience before them. Emperors, Mayors, Overlords, high-ranking council members and clerics, all with their spouses and assistants and hangers-on. And although all eyes are on the Talons, occasionally they shift here and there, observing their peers, measuring, calculating, acknowledging. Subtle alliances or rivalries are revealed, a myriad of pecking orders are established, rebuffed, and re-established. A quick nod between two gentlemen signifies a meeting to be held later. A whisper between two grand dames, a possible betrothal between their respective children.
It is perhaps now that it becomes clear that it wasn't all going to be swords and sorcery any more. For here, before them, was the big political machine of the Wold, as difficult to master as a 9th level spell, and potentially as deadly as an explosive arrow, and it, too, would have to be dealt with.
Lian's staredown with Mop proves to be a welcome distraction for the dragon's right-hand man. Still struggling with the velvet box, he matches the elf, stare for stare.
Stood next to the Aisildurian Emperor, Sister Toscani seems oblivious of Sturtavent's unease. She looks on, missing nothing. Through her, the all mighty, all powerful Ga'al, has a front row seat. Beneath her robe, her chest seems to pulse slightly.
As for Dahlia's misgivings about the left behind silver dragon. They could possibly be well founded.
Valdora is sticking close to Cori, although she can't take her eyes off Dae'lin's pseudodragon companion.
Lian Thursday February 8th, 2007 7:52:47 AM
Still holding the stare, hearing his name announced, the monk bows slightly in acknowledgement of Knara.
Then, uncharacteristically, flashes smile and wink at Mop, turning his attention back to the sorceress.
Whispering, "Miss Aeralia, that there is the maggot, Mop, Parnoth's lacky in training. He is actually a non-dragon, or so we believe. He's always in that ugly form. To his credit, he is quite witty and intelligent at times, but still, no friend of ours."
Onrad [DM Jerry] Thursday February 8th, 2007 4:33:36 PM
"Would our guests and now comrades in arms, The Emerald Talons, be seated where they would amongst us? A most amazing feast has been prepared!"
He pauses helping others find where they wish to sit. Magically, chairs seem to appear and disappear, creating room where needed and neatly arranging themselves until all are seated and comfortable.
The table is square. Every chair different, but equally crafted. Each matching the ornateness of a King's throne, yet none dominating the presence of the hero who sits there.
The lights dim and small fey carrying glowlights fly out of corners and crevices turning the assembly hall into an amazing dance of lights and color.
An elven orchestra begins to play from somewhere over to the side, just loud enough to muffle conversation so that there is privacy when needed.
The Master of Chefs [DM Jerry] Thursday February 8th, 2007 4:34:07 PM
Then 8 doors open and servers, dressed in gold emerge carrying trays stacked with wines, meats, vegetables, soups, salads, and other delicacies from around the Wold.
As soon as any request is asked of the serving staff, it seems to come out of the door.
A fatter than normal dwarf comes out of the kitchen. Looking mighty important, the master chef strides to Valdor's side.
"Milord, we have food and to spare. A grand host remains hungry and unfed at the Giggling Ghost, all watching now through the Viewing Devices. I ask your permission to do something unprecidented!"
He pauses making the moment simmer in the glow lights.
"I ask that those who honor you at the Giggling Ghost be served as well!"
Valdor Thursday February 8th, 2007 7:25:37 PM
Valdor smiles at the chef and smiles. He answers,"Of course we will. And I will pick up the tab personally for any food or beverage. Tell them to enjoy and have fun."
Milo Thursday February 8th, 2007 8:09:06 PM
Stepping through with Olana, Milo smiles and salutes the crowd, speaking quietly to her, "Yeah... scrapes, bumps, bruises, lacerations... through them all." The halfling giggles and proceeds toward the food accordingly.
Dae'lin Shadowstep and Bryndal Thursday February 8th, 2007 8:12:47 PM
Dae'lin seats himself near Valdora, shrugging Bryndal into wakefulness. Speaking telepathically to the small dragon, Why don't you entertain the young one. The elf's only indication that anything is amiss is a smirk that appears and then disappears just as quickly.
Grumpy at being awakened so rudely, but fascinated by the child, Bryndal jumps down from her perch across Dae'lin's narrow shoulders, and mock-stalks Valdora from across the table where they're seated... growling playfully.
Gunther and Thaeri Thursday February 8th, 2007 10:40:05 PM
As he is called, the cat trainer pauses for a second, catching his breath, then he moves forward with measured steps...making sure he does not look like he is rushing toward his seat. His light blue buckskins hug his well muscled body expertly...but not too tight as to be uncomfortable. It also complements his deeply tanned skin and vibrant blue eyes while managing to detract from his snow white locks which are held in place by a wreath of powder blue flowers. As he makes his way toward K'nara's side, an inky black figure slinks along the warriors side and could almost be mistaken for his shadow. Closer inspection reveals a lithe black panther padding silently along...a matching wreathe of light blue flowers resting on it's head. Though the cat wears a look of supreme boredom, the rapid flicking of her tail indicates that the creature would much rather be someplace else.
After what seems like the longest walk of his life, Gunther finally makes it over to K'nara's side and takes his seat with a heavy exhale. The panther quickly slinks under the table and takes a position up under Gunther's seat.
Ingrge Thursday February 8th, 2007 11:36:48 PM
As he is called forth by K'nara, the elder elf, lifts his scarred face, pushes back his white hair and steps forward moving with a steady confidence that warns of more than magical ability. It seems to be a walk more suited to a warrior than a mage and yet somehow it seems to fit the Wold's foremost and founding weaponmage. As he makes his way to his seat he carefully watches the reations of some of the major players as he and the others make their way into the dining room. He knew that this was an arena that he was less suited to than some of the others and yet he knew that he would need to somewhat master it if he were to continue to keep his family alive in the future. Giving a polite bow to Sturtevant again as he passes him, he gives an understanding nod to both Mordrid and Valdor as he passes by and finally finds his seat.
***
The pretty dark skinnied purple-eyed halfling finds her self seated between beside Nicholas to her left and the Aisildurian ambassador to her right, trying to give at least a bit of a buffer between Nick and the heartless Gaalians.
Falin Friday February 9th, 2007 2:01:53 AM
Taking his seat Falin looks over the spread layed out before them all. Never had he seen so much food. A smile creeps across his face, but only for a moment. He closes his eyes for a seocnd and bows his head as he says a quick prayer to Wardd. When he is finished he looks at the others and waits for someone to start eating.
Sturdevant Friday February 9th, 2007 8:18:16 AM
The High Lord Mayor is very bored with Parnoth's antics and can not wait for the ceremoney to start. Once it does he waits in anticipation to hear the deeds of the Emerald Talons as he seems to have more than a casual interest. Maybe he has designs of his own.....
The Lady Herterona barely contains her distaste for Parnoth and actually turn away when he blusters.
K'Nara Friday February 9th, 2007 8:19:08 AM
The tall blade singer smiles as her fellow Talons seat themselves, but she murmurs into her own linked earclip so that the Platinum Dragons may hear:
"Perhaps someone should go specifically to check up on young Cloud? I thought she was here already. I'd go look myself, but I'm a bit under the glaring eye of the crystal ball, if you know what I mean..?"
K'Nara continues to stand while awaiting the answer to her initial question.
Shirri the Hooded Friday February 9th, 2007 8:22:57 AM
Shirri--seated next to Mordrid--glances quizzically at the ranger as K'Nara voices her concern over the magical earclips all the Plats possess.
"My lord, who is 'Cloud'?" she asks softly. "If the honored ones doth be concerned, mayhap canst I seek this Cloud and bring her forthwith?"
Lian Friday February 9th, 2007 9:22:50 AM
"Aw, food."
Ve Mundr Friday February 9th, 2007 11:26:29 AM
Ve engages with some talk with those seated by him. Conversations about what he plans to do in the near future and such things. Ve offers that he will be moving his families estate to The Floating City. He still needs to discuss it with the OverLord, but expects to be granted permission.
Valdor Saturday February 10th, 2007 12:43:44 AM
Valdor replies to K'Nara under his breath and into his earring,"She will be fine for a bit longer, I am sure. It has only been a few hours, and will be just a few more before we are finished. Just enjoy your moment and focus now. These people will be either allies or foes...or both, in your future. You must show unity in mind and purpose. We will attend to other matters later. And, you must tell the other Talons not to intentionally antagonize Parnoth. We musn't have a fight, and any hostility will be seen as weakness by others in this room. Lesson number one, there's nothing easy about being a Dragon, and that is not going to be easy for you and your group, I understand, but this is a vital start for you all. Trust my judgment in this, please."
Once the noise has died down, Valdor holds his hands up to ask for quiet and says,"As most of us in this room can remember, if we dare to think back so far, we were once at a crossroads in our lives as they are now. They have a difficult choice to make and many more difficult choices will they face should they be accepted by and then accept the offer of Consortium membership."
He winks at K'Nara to show there is no meaning behind the 'being accepted by' part of his statement, then finishes with,"We will have a proper ceremony after we all feast. Guests of our castle and guests joined in the Giggling Ghost, enjoy our hospitality and enjoy the feast."
He claps his hands for the waiters and motions for them to begin serving the Talons first, then the other dignitaries, then his own group. He watches everyone's movements and eyes as they eat. He catches Parnoth's eye and raises an eyebrow. He glances at the Talons, then back to Parnoth and shakes his head slowly. Parnoth remembers Valdor killing his assassin, the warrior knows, and he also knows that the Gold Dragons saved his hide twice. But the green dragon was never told why they did it.
Milo Saturday February 10th, 2007 3:53:40 PM
Milo needs no further prompting. The slender halfling digs in, sampling everything that gets within arm's reach... and asking for things that aren't. Each and every dish that he manages to lay his hands on, he promptly offers up to Olana before serving himself. Self control that is seldom found in the male gender of the halfling species.
Lian Sunday February 11th, 2007 11:09:27 AM
Lian helps Aeralia gather her food, pours her wine and doesn't start gathering his until she starts eating. "If there is anything else you want Aeralia, let me know."
He then gathers salad, fruits and honey mead for himself.
K'Nara Sunday February 11th, 2007 11:29:39 PM
The tall, chestnut-maned blade singer nods at Valdor's words and then takes her place at the table with Gunther and Thaeri. Although dressed as grand as any noble may be, K'Nara doesn't take "dainty" portions of the food available--she boldly fills her place setting with hearty fare and the good, stout ale to go with it.
"Do you think Thaeri would appreciate a leg of mutton..?" she asks softly of Gunther, noting that a sizeable haunch of meat is available should the big cat under the man's chair wish it.
Falin Monday February 12th, 2007 12:08:41 AM
Falin digs in when the rest of the Talons start. He does not take large portions, but he does sample everything at least once.
Valdor Monday February 12th, 2007 1:30:45 AM
Valdor watches everyone enjoying themselves. He eats sparingly...for him, anyway. He drinks only water, but keeps his goblet full of ale, in case anyone makes another toast. He talks very little, and seems lost in thought much of the time.
Lian Monday February 12th, 2007 6:35:47 AM
The monk sits happily back and watches the most experienced adventurers play politics. Politics was always confusing to the elf and it scares him to think that the will be the thing they, the Emeralds, will have to deal with for the most part. He was more qualified for wet work and covert operations, but even Milo and the young Aeralia would likely be better at that. Lian will have to find his niche in the political arena.
Falin Monday February 12th, 2007 6:39:47 AM
"Maybe we should have brought some of our bracelets with us and handed them out as door prizes. I think that Parnoth would have enjoyed having one of ours." Falin says with a smile on his face between bites.
Posting Reports for Monday February 12th, 2007 6:41:43 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Feb 5,2007
NAME-----MTWTF DM Jan---XXXXX Valdor---M2OXXS Mordrid--XXOOO Fr.Nick--OXOXO Dahlia---OXXXO VE Munt--OXXOO Coralote-XXXOO
Then Parnorth showed up-on wed, played by DM Jan. Also Onrad showed up on Thursday, Played by Jerry.
Adm Ceil - All are flexing their mussels. Go! Platinum Dragons! Go!
Posting Reports for Monday February 12th, 2007 6:55:47 AM
Game # 3 The Emeral Talons For the week of Feb 5,2007
NAME-----MTWTF DM Donna-X2XX2S Lian-----XXXXXS Farlin---XXOXXS Milo-----XXX2OS Olana----OXOXO Inger----OXXXO Gunther--X2OXO K'Nara---X2XXO2S BRBertram-OOOOO*again this week? Aeralea--OOOOO*miss all week for the first time??
Slurdevant--XXOOX Plated by Jim Frick
Adm Ceil - I'm holding my breath, wondering what Parnorth will do when the Talons get their Dragon color??
Gunther Monday February 12th, 2007 9:48:11 AM
Gunther grins at K'nara. "I tink that after tonight she von't have to eat for a few weeks. Vhy don't you go ahead and offer it to her." The trainer whispers down under the table. "Remember not to bite the hand that feeds you..."
Figuring that this might be their last chance for such amazing for in quite some time, Gunther follows K'nara's lead and piles the food on. Mostly large helpings of meat with a few vegetables to keep the illusion of healthy eating going.
Main Course! [DM Jerry] Monday February 12th, 2007 4:50:56 PM
Once the appetisers are picked over, the servers gently take those away that are not still being enjoyed.
The dwarf with much pride makes a dramatic entrance and with much flourish claps his hands three times!
::whack!:: ::whack!:: ::whack!::
Then yet again the servers come out bringing the main course both at the Gold Dragon Castle and the Giggling Ghost!
Dragon Steaks!
Amid shouts of joy, greats steaks culled from the dragons defeated that day are served!
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There are two other reactions to this as well.
Sturtavent feints! Just keels over in his chair banging his head on the floor very hard.
And Parnoth instinctively begins to roar!!
"WHAT IS THIS INSULT!!!!!"
He begins to change shape! Starting to form into a huge green dragon!
Sturdavant Monday February 12th, 2007 5:36:33 PM
Sturdavant turns his nose up at the main course and whispers none too quite to Herterona "I thought there would be more o a sense of humility. I hope I am not mistaken in the long run."
Sturdavant sees Parnoth change and he races toward him with all haste, followed non too quickly by Herterona and her too tight moonlight dress. "HALT! You old FOOL!" Sturdavant yells at Parnoth. "It is as though you still have your egg tooth. This is not a time to bring up old grievences. This is a safe haven. Give up your true form or this will not longer be a place of sanctuary for you. There are many more of your foes in atendance than your friends."
Sturdavant waits just a moment before he calmly adds "What will it be Parnoth?"
Olana Monday February 12th, 2007 8:22:41 PM
Olana sits quietly at the table, listening to whatever talk was going around, and she eats pieces of food passed to her by Milo.
When the dragon steak arrives, she blinks, then sits there staring at it, like it might come alive and bite her head off.
She doesn't eat meat, so she's going to have to pass on this one, and she looks across at the Platinum Dragons and wonders. Was this a calculated insult on their part? Parnoth being here, an' all? For some reason it didn't seem to make a lot of sense - oh, and yes, Parnoth didn't look too pleased at all. Now what? Was this another test? "I really didn't want to have to fight another dragon today," she says quietly to Milo, weariness in her voice.
Father Nicholas Monday February 12th, 2007 8:27:02 PM
Nick takes in the arrival of the steak, Sturtavent passing out, and Parnoth getting his dragon on, and he feels the beginnings of a major headache coming on.
He screws his eyes shut and rubs the bridge of his nose. That dwarf was going have to go.
Alemi save us...
Milo Monday February 12th, 2007 9:48:42 PM
Milo smiles pleasantly, though his voice is all business, "Me neither... but I will if he pushes it." The halfling nods at the introduction of the dragon steak, interest creasing his brow. He doesn't motion one way or the other however, looking around for social queues to see if the dish is appropriate, or someone's idea of a joke.
Gunther and Thaeri Monday February 12th, 2007 10:19:24 PM
The warrior grins at the arrival of the huge steaks...until the ruckus breaks out. He looks over at K'nara and gently pushes his plate out of the way. He whispers to her "I know I vould be very offended if dey served orc. For vonce I can say I can feel for dat dragon..."
Thaeri gently bats the meat from K'nara's hand as it is offered. Her low growl floats up to Gunther. "You didn't say anything about scratching..." the tone is playful, though K'nara does get a few small scratches for her kindness. At the arrival of all the meat, the big cat bats her tail back and forth impatiently. She begins to knead her claws into Gunther's leg. "What's the hold up?! It smells like they butchered a herd of cattle up there!"
Falin Monday February 12th, 2007 11:48:01 PM
Falin looks at the steak dropped in front of him and wonders for a moment what dragon tastes like. He then notices the happenings going on and pauses to watch events unfold.
Valdor Tuesday February 13th, 2007 12:00:58 AM
Valdor is completely confused at the reaction. He, of course, had no idea what was being served. To him, any steak is as good as any other. When he realizes what has happened, he moves quickly to where Sturtevant and Parnoth are standing and says calmly, "Gentlemen, my cooks had no idea who would be attending and we didn't know what they were serving. We can summon up something else very quickly as it obviously isn't something you want to eat. Not that Parnoth hasn't feasted on an adversarial dragn before," he adds wryly. The fingers of his right hand are flexing ever so slightly and Parnoth can probably feel the presence of his sword, even if it's not visible. He says, "No offense was intended by our cooks, you can be assured, and you both know that I do not lie, so let's calm down and have a drink, okay?"
He's obviously pained at this and embarrassed and angry. He will, however, defend his friends and home against the green, if necessary.
K'Nara Tuesday February 13th, 2007 1:46:14 AM
K'Nara is of two minds: first is to dive headfirst into the biggest, juiciest steak on the platters and chew each mouthful twenty times--all while sitting in Parnoth's face. It would serve the old tyrant right.
Then she shakes her head and refuses the steak.
"For all that I disagreed with the morality and conduct of the reds and Lathiese...they were, above all else, intelligent beings. I don't partake in feasting on the remains of intelligent beings...never knowingly, at any rate." she tells her server. "Thank the chefs for their hard work, but I'll not have the dragon steak, thank you."
K'Nara does, however, spare Thaeri a look that is accompanied by a rather thoughtful moue, and notes to herself to offer the big cat meat with a longer "handle" on it...in order to avoid the scratches next time.
Shirri the Hooded Tuesday February 13th, 2007 1:50:10 AM
Shirri's amethyst eyes round in surprise and a bit of horror--poor Sturtavent. Even though he was a lawful good gold dragon, it must still be rather horrifying to see one's fellow drakes served up on platters! She gets to her feet and goes over to the High Lord Mayor.
"Art thou all right, m'lord..?" Shirri inquires, concern in her voice and demeanor.
Ve Mundr Tuesday February 13th, 2007 8:53:01 AM
Ve is hardly a coiniseur and doesn't recognize the steaks being anything more than what they appear to be, steaks. He goes solely by the reactions of Sturdavant and Parnoth. Not good
Valdor is moving to the High Lord Mayor and Parnoth already as well as the woman by Mordrid. Her name he had heard before, but knew little about her. Ve stays calm and motions for Mordrid and a few others that everything is fine.
Chef [DM Jerry] Tuesday February 13th, 2007 12:24:02 PM
The Dwarven chef starts and spits...
"He's a drrraaaagonnn??? I thought those were words to describe him.
He turns totally purple in the face.
"I..."
"Sorry. I'm fired."
And with that our chef rips off his apron, throws it on the floor, steps on it, runs into the kitchen and out the kitchen entrance into the early night.
Lian Tuesday February 13th, 2007 1:09:41 PM
The monk looks at the steak, and without missing a beat, askes, "Do you have GREEN dragon steak? I know this is red or black, correct?" He barely glances at Parnoth, for he knows that the beast won't survive an assault of this magnitude.
Parnoth [DM Jerry] Tuesday February 13th, 2007 2:06:52 PM
Parnoth, still in a rage, reverts to his humanoid form.
"Art thou not....," he begins to say to Sturtavent. But he catches himself instantly and spits and starts.
"I have never been so insulted. Dragonstone, this truce is at an end! Talons, beware of mine!"
Then he teleports and is gone.
Lian Tuesday February 13th, 2007 4:16:58 PM
"Touchy, isn't he. Pass the steak sauce please." The monk wasn't aware there was a truce. Besides, any truce related to the green was likely going to desolve anyway, especially given the fact the Talons were ascending so to speak. "Insulted, I think we'd done that more than once already."
"Seems he left his Mop to clean up with." Lian is aware that he has over stepped the bounds of civility and good taste, but he isn't taking the threat lightly. In fact, he's concerned but is putting on a show. Steadfast and stouthearted the Emerald Dragons were meant to be and they shall. Courage or ignorance... choose one.
Mop (Jan) Tuesday February 13th, 2007 5:18:57 PM
And so...
Parnoth teleports off, leaving Mop sat there, surrounded by what were rapidly becoming hostile adversaries.
Intentions had started off so well. And now here he was, with his velvet box. It contained a gift. For the Talons. A nice gift. A gift of value - magical, but not tampered with.
How could this have gone so horribly wrong?
Oh Warrd, he was going to be eaten, too, in all probability.
He is frightened, and very close to tears.
Ingrge Tuesday February 13th, 2007 5:36:11 PM
Also not a meat eater, Ingrge looks slightly amused at the fact they are being served dragon and he is caught a bit off guard by Parnoth's reaction. At the moment Parnoth makes his announcement about an end to the truce, and his disappearance Ingrge looks back up and asks.
"There was a Truce?" Turning to catch Mop's eye, the elder elf continues as he faces the one who took such pleasure in putting the slave bracelet on his wrist so long ago. Scornful words pour out before he can think to stop them. "Hey Broom?" What's this about a truce? Have you two been playing both sides of the fence again...?"
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At the announcement of the main course Dahlia shakes her head, knowing what is to come and she can't really blame the ole greenie, but he ought to know none of them would have planned this, although....
Olana Tuesday February 13th, 2007 6:01:34 PM
As Parnoth disappears, Olana suddenly starts to feel cold. Taking in Mop's terror, the taunts and other flippant comments, she starts to feel sick to her stomach, too.
Is this what being a Dragon is all about? she thinks. What if that green monster is spraying dragon fire on the elven camp, right now, in a fit of pique? But it doesn't matter does it, because if he does we can go and kill him, just like we did with the others. Hey and after that we can kill all his monsters, too. They might take out half the populace, but there's always some collateral damage, right? Then there's that orc down south, the one they saved, who might get cocky and make a takeover bid if the dragon's gone. Kill, kill, kill 'em all. Because we're Dragons, and we don't take bull from nobody, right? RIGHT?
The elf slaps her hand firmly over her own mouth, suddenly horrified that she might actually say this out loud. She grabs Milo's hand and holds it tightly. Holy oak trees of Culverwood..
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday February 13th, 2007 6:33:14 PM
Cori has been taking all of this in stride till the serving of the steaks. Oh, any other day she would have been right on part with the joke but whoever did this was in bad taste this day. She does not see a need to move though as she watches first Parnoth disappear and Mop about to break into tears. She tries to catch Mop's attention and motion him to her side. "We may not see eye to eye on much of anything but you are under my protection for now." Though she figures the poor man is beyond much else she still lays her hand upon his shoulder. "Stand strong and we will figure this out." Her piercing eyes of green and silver watch the crowd as they go about their business, but they warn to keep their distance if they seek no good. She is not as defenseless as some without weapons... her weapon is her brain.
Nick Valentine Tuesday February 13th, 2007 6:55:31 PM
Coming to his senses, and despite his earlier thoughts, Nick gets to his feet. He notes that Cori is coming to the aide of the frightened Mop, and so he approaches Valdor.
"I'll go and talk to the cook. Calm him down?" he asks his leader. "I'm sure we can sort all this out. Parnoth, too."
Mordrid Tuesday February 13th, 2007 7:56:35 PM
Mordrid stands quickly when he takes in what is happening.
His immediate thought is to beat the dwarf over the head with a large flank of dragon steak, but then seeing Parnoth revert to dragon form the ranger goes for his sword.
"Madness." Mordrid is red in the face. Such a mistake by a staff member reeks of treachory. And Onrad... he was to be in charge of these proceedings?"
Once Parnoth teleports out he speaks loudly for all the guests to hear, "Talons and other noble guests, this kind of political blunder is a perfect example of what being a dragon (consortium) is NOT all about. This should have never happened."
All the while he is on his feet and marching towards Cori and Mop, "Regardless, fate has brough this situation upon us."
Turning towards Sturtevant, "Am I to assume my lord that Parnoth dropping the truce puts New Elenna in a state of war? I ask permission to place Mop under custody."
Looking at Cori, "with your permission my lady, I would like to place a hand on Mop... in case Parnoth yanks him out with a teleport."
The ranger kneels over to look Mop in the eyes, "I assume you have a way to communicate with your master. I suggest you do so immediately, so we can make peace, before he takes his wrath out on the people of The Emerald Kingdom. If one elf dies... I mean just one... well, it goes without saying that you would be in a bad predicament."
Valdor Tuesday February 13th, 2007 8:01:25 PM
Valdor grimaces at Parnoth's anger, but doesn't really seemed concerned. He mutters,"I have no idea what truce we had, but I guess it doesn't matter. Yes, Nick, see what you can do with him. It wasn't his fault nor did he do it on purpose."
After hearing the words thrown at Mop, Valdor says loudly,"Okay, enough people. Mop only works for him, he doesn't call the shots. We aren't bullies who ridicule. Besides, even if Parnoth just went a bit nuts, we should have expected him to do so at some point tonight. If it hadn't been now, it would have been later.
He'll calm down and won't do anything rash, because he's too smart for that. He knows there are consequences for any direct actions against anyone here or their charges. He will always survive first, fight last...and only if he knows he can win. So forget about him and let's enjoy. He would like nothing more than to ruin this evening, would he not?"
He pats Sturtevant on the shoulder in apology and goes to sit down. After a couple of seconds he asks a waiter for ale.
Mordrid Tuesday February 13th, 2007 8:21:28 PM
In a controlled voice, "So I am to not to place Mop under custody? He is to be allowed to leave?" The ranger has a hard time wrapping his head around the notion. It would make sense after all to retain Mop, as he understood it... Parnoth had declared war. Well with Cori and Valdor in a unified front, the ranger throws up his arms and returns to his seat. Time would tell the wisdom of this action.
Mordrid seated, "well by all means, lets drink and celebrate." He raises his drink and guzzles it down. The whole damned house of cards had come crashing down, and we were to continue with this induction with a band of adventurers that were being hijacked by the consortium against their will; when all they really wanted was to rightfully return to their homes and bathe in Parnoth's blood. Mordrid's toast drips of sarcasm, as his beard drips with ale.
Sturtavant Tuesday February 13th, 2007 9:01:39 PM
The High Lord Mayor takes a moment to straighten out his shirt and the cracks his neck to relieve some tension. "That was almost...sticky." Sturtavant goes back to his seat an pushes his plate avay from him.
The lady Herterona does not recover as quickly as she looked about ready to pounce just before Parnoth teleported, which was no easy feet in her gown. Herterona blows stray strands of hair from in front of her face as she goes and recovers her shoes. Apprantly, Herterona kick off her shoes in an effort to keep up with the High Lord Mayor.
Ve Mundr d20+18=27 Tuesday February 13th, 2007 9:23:28 PM
Ve continues to keep an eye on the rest, he was hardly a rash man and read the events quite differently, but here was hardly the place to speak of them. A council would need to be convened shortly, but he might not even be involved. From Ve's stand point, he was stepping down and moving his family estate to the Floating city. The Talons were just handed thier first real test of being Dragons.
Valdor was right about Parnoth, but Ve was not so convinced about how right he was about the Talons. To him this smelled of one great political trap into which the Talons would stride ever eagerly into from the emotions that seem to govern them. Parnoth had thrown down a phantom gaunlet, truce indeed and now the Talons would take anything that happens to an elf or any other in the Emerald kingdom as revenge by Parnoth. Off they would run and give the dragon the real war on a platter.
Ve sat back, his brow furrowing deeper in thought as he delved deeper into the trap. Yes Parnoth was clever enough and powerful enough to stage this, but was he bold enough. Ve decides finally to break and change tact. Hoisting a glass in Mordrid's direction, "Your words as always good Mordrid, send my spirits ever higher." He says with a wry grin. Ve then looks to Mop,
"Mop, It would seem the illustrious ruler of the Emerald kingdom has bestowed the great honor upon you to present his gift and thanks to the new members of the Dragon Consortium on this grand and auspicious occassion." Ve stands and covers the distance to him, "Please." he states with a partial bow.
diplomacy 27
Milo Tuesday February 13th, 2007 9:35:38 PM
Milo is startled at first, and then seeing things head southward, the halfling decides that action is what is needed. Patting Olana's hand a moment, he stands, and slips free of his beloved, moving quickly to Mop's side. Speaking openly, "My good man, it appears as though your benefactor has chosen to leave. If it would make you more comfortable, I would encourage you to do the same." Looking around, "I think that we can all agree that allowing Mop to return home safely, when he is ready, is the best, first step toward mending this diplomatic misunderstanding." Milo is unclear regarding any truce they might have had with the big green meanie, but he does know what it is like to feel picked on, and for this brief moment, he actually feels sympathy for Mop.
Gunther and Thaeri Tuesday February 13th, 2007 11:12:06 PM
The warrior sighs. Touchy dragon that Parnoth was. So, it was to be war. Well, eventually it would come down to that, wouldn't it? He was hoping not to move so quickly to rebuild the orc nation, but it looks like he'll have to get a move on. He listens to all the wisdom being passed around by the Platinum Dragons. He hopes they are right...but then again, to them Parnoth was just a distance annoyance. One of those hard to reach fleas. But not so with the Talons. It's a little difficult to be calm and reasonable when you have a hostile dragon enslaving your friends and family.
From her position under the table, the panther looks up languidly at K'nara as if to say "Who me??". Crunching happily on the mutton, the large cat easily rips the meat off and gulps it down. After thoroughly cleaning her face, she rubs affectionately against the bladesinger's calves.
Valdor Tuesday February 13th, 2007 11:23:28 PM
(ooc:Scott, your post wasn't there when I started my post. I got a phone call and was delayed from finishing before you had finished...sorry)
Valdor says to Mordrid,"I don't necessarily disagree with you, but what real value does he have to Parnoth? That egomaniac wouldn't care if we held him hostage or even killed him, except that it might give him an excuse to do likewise. He'll come to his senses. Besides, what army could he muster to go to war with Plateau City and its supporters? Nah, he's just mad and likes to make a show to unravel good things...he'll get over it when it suits his needs."
Aeralia Wednesday February 14th, 2007 12:10:39 AM
[OOC: Ack! Had some problems with campus network, and took alot longer then the IT guys said it would to fix!!]
Aeralia nods to Lian lightly as he points out Mop, after their introductions. "Certainly, Master Lian. I had the pleasure of his company at the Tower, if you remember. When you all returned."
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The young sorceress eats delicately at her food. Slowly, and small bits, very lady like. She has the upmost manners, and listens closely to what conversations she can make out. She ignores the dragon steaks, when they are served. As things begin to heat up, the young woman keeps quiet, leaving the politics to more seasoned companions. She sips lightly at her drink, keeping her words and thoughts to herself.
Falin Wednesday February 14th, 2007 12:13:21 AM
Watching the green become displeased and talk of a broken truce makes Falin smile. My revenge on that creature will come sooner than I may have originally thought. I need to start working on some new arrows.
"Doing something to his slaves might not be seen by him as doing something rash. To him they are no more than items to be discarded when he has grown tired of them. We must go to the tower and make plans for the safety of those in our care." Falin says to the other Talons. "Or at the very least to warn them of what is happening."
Assorted NPCs (Jan) Wednesday February 14th, 2007 1:32:27 AM Valdora
Valdora stays silent and watches her father wrestle with the tensions in the room. Stood close to Cori, she is able to get a good look at this Mop fellow, and she looks on, curious. This had been a very interesting meal, so far, although she has to admit, she had been ready to dive under the table when Parnoth had started to change. She is getting used to that gut-wrenching dragon fear, now. Well, perhaps not used to it, but now she knows it for what it is. "I didn't eat any of it," she tells Mop, hoping that'll help things along. Especially seeing as he looked about to collapse when Uncle Mordrid approached him.
Oh, gross. Did Uncle Mordrid know he had beer dripping from his beard?
The Floating City Party
Alicia had remained seated and watched the goings-on with resignation. It seemed that tensions always arose at political gatherings, and this one was proving to be no exception. They had similar upsets, if on a smaller scale perhaps, back at home for one reason or another. Hopefully it wouldn't spoil the occasion altogether. Not that she could see a whole lot, from behind Torel's dark, sweeping cloak.
Torel, the Gargulian priest, had quietly got to his feet as things had started to heat up. He was under no doubt whatsoever that these ladies and gentlemen could handle themselves. But he was here to protect the Overlord, and so he had strategically placed himself between any trouble and his charge. And there he stood, like a brooding Lord of Doom, Gargul's gloomy influence emanating from him like a beacon. His ugly face cracked a grin as things began to settle down, and eventually, he returned to his seat, those around him giving him plenty of room.
K'Nara Wednesday February 14th, 2007 1:54:02 AM
K'Nara's face looks rather thoughtful...though whether that's because of Thaeri's reactions to her or because of Parnoth's outburst, it's hard to say. She merely shrugs.
"I have no love of Mop." she readily admits. "But Valdor is correct in pointing out that Mop is merely a lackey, and that it's highly doubtful that Parnoth would put himself out for such. My only objection to Mop has ever and always been that he enjoys his job a bit too much."
Shirri the Hooded Wednesday February 14th, 2007 1:59:24 AM
After making sure that Sturtavent is all right, the veiled cleric glided gracefully across the floor and, nearing Mordrid, produced a folded linen squarely that she used to dab up the beer from his beard. As quickly as the cloth was produced, it disappeared again, though.
"Ne'er let such as Parnoth disturb thy meal, dearest," Shirri advised Mordrid with a sparkle in her jewel-toned eyes, "Else thou shalt be put off thy feed for nigh upon a century." She took her seat beside him and delicately returned to the platter of mostly fruits and vegetables that had been set before her.
Onrad [DM Jerry] Wednesday February 14th, 2007 12:03:58 PM
Onrad comes running out of the kitchen.
"Nick is handling the cook. Everyone sit for a second. I have something to say."
He waits for everyone to settle down.
"It seems that our master chef, nor any of the rest of us had even considered what effect serving the dragon meat would have upon the festivities this evening.
"I claim all responsibility since I sorta put myself in charge of things here. I can honestly say that meat from intelligent being will never be served in my presence again.
"I request, friends, that we remove the unfortunate food from the room and from the Giggling Ghost as well.
He then turns to Valdor.
"Dragonstone, after these procedings, I will present my blades to you and accept any consequences from my lack of thinking."
Onrad bows, obviously upset, and excuses himself back into the kitchen.
Lian Wednesday February 14th, 2007 1:55:02 PM
Misgivings aside, the monk suggests, "Perhaps Mop can stick around awhile. Maybe Mop can explain about this 'truce' we had? Mop, please enlighten us."
Valdor Wednesday February 14th, 2007 2:42:06 PM
Valdor waves his hand to Onrad and says, "Don't worry Onrad, mistakes happen. Noone knew, or we would have done something different. I feel bad for the chef, though, because he worked extremely hard on those steaks. Have a drink and think on it no more. We have much more to think about tonight that rubbing old greenie the wrong way."
He winks at Sturtavent, knowing the High Lord Mayor can't be distressed by Parnoth's reaction. If anything, it put him farther away from trying to manipulate the Talons in the future.
He leans over and pats his daughter's head and smiles at her. He says, "Do not worry, I'll not put you in harm's way. There was never any real danger. Some of the more powerful beings like to show off occasionally and cause strife wherever they go. He's probably laughing back home right now, because he knows we are all talking about him and being concerned about what he's doing and such. He's just a bully who doesn't like others to have fun."
Corialote and Amarth Wednesday February 14th, 2007 10:22:35 PM
Cori keeps her hand upon Mop's shoulder and glares to Mordrid. It is only the fact that Valdor disagrees with the idea of holding him that keeps her from saying anything to him. "Don't worry Mop...you are free to go as soon as you would like. But do not feel that you need to rush off...you can eat and enjoy yourself while you can." She nods to the box he holds and then indicates the newest dragons. "At least delivery the gift and show them that you can be civil...be the bigger person if you think that you can." She has faith that the little guy can do it if he applies himself.
She lays her other hand upon Valdora's shoulder and gives her a smile. "You will be safe with me...I will not let anything happen to you if I can prevent it." She likes the free spirited woman and does not want her to lose that.
She will settle back into her seat once Mop is set to go about his own business. She will still keep an eye upon him, to see that he has no problem. She is greetly relieved to find that other came to the little guys rescue as well.
Gunther Wednesday February 14th, 2007 10:30:05 PM
Noting the scratches on K'nara's hand, Gunther shoots her an apologetic glance. Snaping his fingers, he motions for the cat to resume her position under his legs. "That wasn't very nice. No steak for you." Seeing that things seem to be mostly under control once more, Gunther piles his plate with large portions of the newly served meats and digs in again with gusto.
Nick Valentine d20+14=32 d20+20=29 Thursday February 15th, 2007 1:49:45 AM
Having found the cook, Nick uses his skills of diplomacy and knowledge as a herbalist to calm him down, change the subject and get him back on track, complimenting him and his staff on the subtle balance and excellent use of flavours he detected during the meal.
Diplomacy DC32 Herbalist DC29
Olana Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:23:14 AM
Olana is grateful that Milo gets up to join in the fray, leaving her to get her act together. A few deep breaths and shake of the head and, well - sometimes you just had to roll with it, she supposed.
Mop (Jan) Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:35:39 AM
This event is turning out to be a bit of an emotional rollercoaster ride for poor Mop.
One minute he's about to be set upon and terrorized by that awful Mordrid, and then things calm down and - Burp Oh, now he had indigestion. And was it any wonder, with all this going on?
Mustering any shred of dignity he has left, and trying desperately to ignore the urge to give a peevish glance toward Lian, Mordrid and Ingrge, he collects the velvet box and walks over to K'Nara. "Please accept this gift from His Illustrious Excellency, the Mighty Parnoth," he says, still sounding a bit nervous. "In recognition of your new status - " and what else was he supposed to say? Oh yes " - and he looks forward to an new era of working together, and... er, here."
He hands K'Nara the box. It is about a foot square, and feels reasonably heavy.
Falin Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:41:34 AM
If Mop did not have his own spot Falin will stand after the presentation of the award and offer his seat to Mop for the duration of the evenings festivities. Even going as far as striking up a conversation with Mop.
"What better way to foster this new era of working together and to honor your master than to sit at our table with us." he says to Mop.
OOC: I am basing him not having a seat on the way he is treated by Parnoth, as a lowly servant.
Lian Thursday February 15th, 2007 11:54:24 AM
"So, what is it Knara?" Referring to the box.
K'Nara Thursday February 15th, 2007 1:43:29 PM
K'Nara eyes the box, recognizing it for it is: her very first test of political diplomacy.
Choices:
A. Accept the box with a smile and a nod; unveil the gift so that the crowd may "ooh" and "ahh".
B. Accept the box with a smile and some comment about Parnoth's tyrannical rule; open the box with thinly-veiled contempt.
C. Accept the box with a shrug; toss the box to Gunther and/or another of the Talons for them to open if they wish.
D. Ignore Mop completely.
E. Punch Mop dead in the face; take box and throw it to the ground, stomping on it and cursing Parnoth's very existence.
K'Nara had to admit that--while she hated tests--option "E" was rather tempting...especially the part about punching Mop.
However...her own personal satisfaction was no longer the issue.
"Please accept the gratitude of the Emerald Talons." the fiery-maned blade singer stood up and received the box from Mop--over whom she now towered. "I...like so many of our fellow inhabitants of the Emerald Kingdom...look forward to a reign of peace and justice." She lifted the cover off the box.
"If I may inquire as to what this magnanimous gift is..?" K'Nara asked, giving the item within a cursory look and then smiling (okay...showing her teeth) at Mop.
Glich [DM Jerry] Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:15:47 PM
K'nara opens the box to find a crystal ball.
The ball quickly clears to reveal a image of a small Fey creature.
"Hiya! I'm Glich. I am a protection from scrying device. You can instruct me to block all scrying and magical communications into and out of any structure. I can block all, or you can give me a list of those you will allow to penetrate the structure. I can also be set to notify you with an alarm if certain criteria are met.
I have been purged of Parnoth's control and you can be assured of my reliability."
Dessert! [DM Jerry] Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:23:02 PM
Soon the main course is done and coffies, non-alcohol drinks, and little confections of elven make that clear the head after imbibing of mind affecting spells and drinks are served.
Plates are magically flown into the kitchen and the table is reset, covered in gold finery with plenty of parchment, pens, and ink, with everything anyone could want for a meeting.
The Guests of State say their farewells and withdraw to the bar.
Finally, the adventurers are left alone and can talk freely.
Onrad enters and whispers to Mordrid, "Turn off the Viewing Devices if you want privacy. You may want the other adventuring groups to see this. You may not."
Valdor Thursday February 15th, 2007 2:59:01 PM
Valdor stands, out of respect, as the dignitaries leave the room. He says, "We will not be too long. I have a few things to explain and then there will be questions possibly. Then, we can forget all of the politics and let loose at the Giggling Ghost."
He lets everyone finish their food and dessert, and orders fresh drinks for everyone before he continues. He asks Mordrid, "Don't you think it would be wise for the adventurers at the Ghost be allowed to see these proceedings? It is a bit unprecedented and we normally keep things very private, but I think it's time they all understand what we do and why. But, I leave it to your wisdom to decide."
He has been watching the happenings in the Ghost through the crystal, as they have been watching them, although with Parnoth's antics, he was distracted from it. He knows many of those watching and considers many of them friends. He sees and hears Appolo's comments about the "almost fight", the druid's arguments, Ashira's diplomacy and smiles. The Wold is in good hands for the future, he mutters to himself and he sits down.
Ve Mundr Thursday February 15th, 2007 9:27:33 PM
Ve returns to his seat, he was still highly unconvinced thta Parnoth was as weak and helpless to truly strike at any of them as Valdor made it seem. Likely that was bravado and very much for the ears of those non Talon and Dragon's present. In this company, certainly such things were allowed for and well expected.
The gift is revealed and Ve nods several times. A handsome gift indeed. Also likely not the only such item in the dragons possession. Yes parnoth was a skilled diplomat, a ruler and a powerful spellcaster all in addition to being a powerful dragon. Laithese was easy, he had no protections or true precautions. Parnoth understood well the might of magic and kept it wrapped about him as surely as he did his scales.
Ve speaks long to Alicia on his thoughts of retiring his family estates to the Floating City. He is certain to say he has no political designs and merely was intruiged by the city when the group arrived. On the question of the Giggling Ghost, Ve noticed Mordrid was the specific target of the question and fot some reason he was put off by the exclussivity. Oh grow up, the men are more brothers than many that share blood. he was simply asking Mordrid not excluding you. the dark voice then tried its turn but was met with a wall more impeneratrble than any built by the dwarves. Ve had already dismissed it, before it had even thought to come forth.
Gunther Thursday February 15th, 2007 10:39:09 PM
Snagging a few pieces of meat before they are removed, Gunther passes them down to Thaeri. "Much better, thank you." As the dignitaries leave, Gunther shifts to a more comfortable position in his seat as he grabs a large piece of cake. He looks over at Valdor, ready to listen to whatever he is supposed to listen to.
Sturdavant Thursday February 15th, 2007 10:49:07 PM
After the main course is taken away, the High Lord Mayor take Herterona arm and leads her away from the Hero's. It now seems to be their time.
Sturdavant and Herterona enjoy a mug of coffee and each others company, on the other side of the room.
The two seem every watchful off the interplay and each persons reactions.
Corialote and Amarth Friday February 16th, 2007 12:02:07 AM
Cori leans back in her chair with a glass of wine in her off hand. She sips from it and watches the interplay between the boys. She also watches K'Nara with the present from Mop. Letting things pass she decides to engage the young Valdora in conversation and let the boys play. "You seemed interested in my business idea earlier...so I was wondering if you would like to go and check out some horses with me in a couple of days?" Her own eyes are twinkling with excitement for the new business that she plans to go into...though she does have her garden that was a hobby really. "I would dare say that you would be interested in a horse of your own and we will be looking at good stock." She does allow her other senses to stay atuned to the others in the room, but leaves most of that to Amarth.
Amarth from his perch in the rafters seems to be enjoying himself as he feasts on a few of the items that he has gotten from the tables. Still he keeps an eye upon the hall for his Mistress. He had to keep her safe for himself and for herself.
The Floating City Party (Jan) Friday February 16th, 2007 12:32:34 AM
Torel stands back and watches the Overlord talk to one of the Platinum Dragons. He sees Alicia struggling to keep a rein on her enthusiasm, but it's still there in her eyes, sparkling like the chandeliers in this room.
A Platinum Dragon retire to the Floating City? A city that was only just recovering after the devastation laid upon it by Ebyron and his mad plants? A city desperate to repopulate and bring in good people, not to mention money? A city population now cowering behind their ales in the taverns, the subject of their security and livelyhoods called into question once again, after news of that failed dragon threat? Not to mention that the jungle was still as lively as ever.
Gargul's thumbs, this fellow would get his own Mask Day welcome parade.
"A productive discussion, Ma'am?" he asks later, leading her away toward the bar as the Platinums/Talons get down to business.
Valdora (Jan) Friday February 16th, 2007 12:48:41 AM
Basking in her father's assurances, Valdora turns her attention to Cori's suggestion, listening intently while chewing on a piece of hair which has come slightly adrift from her braid.
"I'd love to!" she exclaims, adding quickly, "if Dad says it's okay."
She figures she has to leave also, when the time comes, and rises from her seat. Looking toward the open door and the bar beyond, she wonders if her silent boots will work well enough to creep up on that weird guy with the black cloak that has all that smoke coming from under it.
Nick Valentine Friday February 16th, 2007 12:53:36 AM
Blowing out a sigh of relief, Nick heads out of the kitchen and rejoins everyone in the dining room - a dining room that appears to have been changed into a meeting room in his absence.
"Well, I think tomorrow morning's pancakes are back on the menu," he says to Valdor with a grin before taking a seat.
Olana Friday February 16th, 2007 1:34:21 AM
Olana takes one look at the amount of cake Gunther just grabbed, and her face breaks out into a smile. Okay, she thinks, feeling a lot better, lets get this done.
Falin Friday February 16th, 2007 3:28:54 AM
"I am glad most of that is over with. Not that comfortable with the dignitaries around, but I will guess it will change as we get used to it at events such as this." Falin says
"Now, pray-tell, what do we need to discuss?"
The Book of the Dragon [DM Jerry] Friday February 16th, 2007 10:43:02 AM
Popping into existence is a book shaped like a dragon's head. It lands on the table with a plop. Then it opens and a diamond encrusted pen with red ink floats over a page.
Already written on this page are the words:
Green Dragons Black Dragons [this one is crossed out] Red Dragons Gold Dragons Storm Dragons Platinum Dragons
The pen hovers waiting to write the next name.
Onrad walks around and closes and locks all the doors to the room from the inside. All the shades are then pulled by him personally.
The lighting around the edges of the room fade into darkness. The lighting around the table seems to brighten.
All sound except for voices is silenced. There is a palpable feeling of importance in the air.
Mordrid Friday February 16th, 2007 11:20:12 AM
Mordrid raises the diamond gifted from Onrad; indicating that the broadcast is still live.
Lian Friday February 16th, 2007 11:56:36 AM
"That was interesting." He says, looking at the orb.
Ingrge / Dahlia Friday February 16th, 2007 9:26:42 PM
Ingrge raises a suspicious eyebrow as the gift is revealed and plans on giving it a very thourough going over when he has the chance and raises another eyebrow at the appearance of the dragon head shaped book and looks down upon the writing upon the page..
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Dahlia watches as the various dignitaries exit and smiles as she watches Cori interact with Valdora and her eyes follow the younster as she leaves to and can almost sense her wanting to tey and sneak up on the smokey one. Reminding herself that she needs to catch up with her at some point and teach her how to really move silently as opposed to depending upon magic, Dahlia sneaks up behind Cori and gives her a playful jab.
"So, How's motherhood looking?"
Gunther Friday February 16th, 2007 10:30:26 PM
Gunther nudges K'nara. "Looks like you're up."
SteveH Saturday February 17th, 2007 10:49:56 AM
(OOC:My post for Valdor will be fairly lengthy and will take me some time to do it properly. Please bear with me before K'Nara signs the book)
Corialote and Amarth Saturday February 17th, 2007 9:06:51 PM
Cori glances to Dahlia as she makes an appearance and give her a knowing smile. "She reminds me an awful lot of me when I was younger." Her own eyes twinkle as she remembers different parts of her childhood. "I am hoping that I can be more of a sister to her than a mother...I would never try to be that with her but a friend." She smiles as she glances to Dahlia and sighs. "So now what my friend...what do we do?" She has business ideas and she thinks that Valdor is interested...Valdora is most definitely interested and she likes the young woman.
Amarth continues to eat as he keeps an eye upon the room for his Mistress. He wonders himself what this retirement will be like. Maybe it will be a chance to settle down and raise some young himself.
Valdor Sunday February 18th, 2007 1:58:58 AM
Valdor wrings his hands together and stands up. He looks over to Mordrid and makes sure he has the crystal up where the adventurers can see. He looks around the room slowly, locking eyes with each person and nodding before moving on to the next. He makes sure that he has everyone's attention before he begins.
He says quietly, "That book contains a short list of names, yet the history and story of each group in there, is long indeed. As are the list of accomplishments and adventures of each group, both for good and bad. Each one listed there had their own reasons for becoming Dragons, and each group has its own personality, as does each member of each group.
The Dragon Consortium was formed to recognize those groups of adventurers who had excelled greatly throughout their careers. It also was formed to give a voice and opinions on Wold shaping events, since these groups normally had much to do with the outcome of such events.
But why the Dragon Consortium? We all know that, in the Wold, dragons are considered the most powerful individual beings alive. For the most part, they are intelligent, strong, fearless, majestic beings to be seen. To be a Dragon group, is to strive for such things. Unfortunately, some dragons are corrupt, greedy, vile, vicious monsters who care nothing for others. Dragon groups also can become such in their arrogance because of their influence and power.
Mordrid made famous the quote "that's what being a Dragon is all about". He said it partially in jest, but in the past few years, it has brought more meaning to me than I ever dreamed.
You see, what being a Dragon group means is this: helping those who need it, fighting other peoples' battles who can't fight it for themselves, standing up for what is right-even if it's not the popular thing to do. It means self sacrifice. You sacrifice your monies, your time, your hobbies, and maybe even your lives. You lead by example. Sometimes, you have to lead with demands.
Too many times, I have had to make demands of people that I did not want to make. So many times, I have made people mad with decisions I have made, for the benefit of the Wold and its good inhabitants. You will never make everyone happy. At times, you will feel as if you make noone happy. Some groups shirk this responsibility and simply use their status as a way to bring wealth and power to themselves, forgetting what got them to where they are.
What being a Dragon really means is being part of a family. Being a powerful individual, yes, but something much larger than that. It means building shelters in Shantytown. It means helping them when a flood wipes out the meager existence they have. It means defending the small against the large. It means wiping out a black dragon and his lackeys when they attack someone who is allied with us. It means fighting where others would simply run. It means going to other countries and forging alliances to keep your people safe, even when you would rather just go to war. It means facing evil dragons and liches and destroying evil wherever it is.
It means to love... to care... to nurture... to teach.
It also means to fight. When you have no other choice or option, it means fighting with all your heart. Winning is the only option sometimes, and you must find a way to do that. You must always be prepared. If I could teach you one thing from my not too limited knowledge of battle, it is this: know your opponent, do not underestimate them, prepare yourself in mind and body, devise a plan, and fight to win... and only to win.
You must have faith in others. I have had faith in my group since we formed and it has paid dividends. I know that any member of our group could assume leadership immediately, were I to leave or die. I am simply the voice of the Platinum Dragons. The Gods may have blessed me with physical strength, but I am not the smartest. Mordrid, Mycroft, Gareth, Onrad, Jus, that mage with the funny eyes, Joe Hand, Jandar, Father Nick, Dae'lin, Cori, Dahlia, Ve Mundre... any of these and so many more, could lead the group.
Surrounding yourselves with capable and good people is the key to becoming a Dragon Group. Living and working of single mind is a key, as well. Doing what must be done when there are no others who can do it is a necessity. You must be one in mind and purpose. If there is dissension among you, it must be resolved and quickly, or you will die. The battles we fight are not against goblins anymore. Not that we are above such things, but there are larger, more dangerous foes out there. The Parnoths of the Wold, the Lathiese's and their plots, the heartseeding clerics of Ailsidur, Koshe Marr and its evil minions, undead in the thousands, the evil drow from under the surface are always a threat... and the list goes on.
Compassion must always be found in your heart, as well. Parnoth sent an assassin amidst our group once. Yet, when the Usurper had captured him and was making evil half dragons with his life blood, we rescued him. Partially to stop the production of that foul army, but, as much as I personally hated and despised him, patially out of compassion for his dire situation. Would he have done the same? Not a chance. But that matters little. We will be judged in the end by what we did and what we carried in our hearts.
So, to summarize: being a Dragon Group is about power, strength, and influence. But more importantly, it is about helping, teaching, mending, caring, and loving.
Aerelia asked a question after our fight with the black dragon. She asked, "Is this what happens to anyone who gets in our way?" My answer was and still is, "He chose his path, and it was one of evil. He wasted his talent and chose to hurt and kill, so yes, he is dead." At least, that's close to what was said. We are judged by our choices. What's in your hearts will determine your choices. So my challenge is this: have compassion and love in your heart. Only kill when you must, but when you must, do it with strength and purpose. Serve the good peoples of the Wold and always protect those who cannot protect themselves.
I am Valdor the Dragonstone. I was bestowed this title and the amulet that bears my position by Lady Maab, who was given the position by Alemi himself, who was the first Dragonstone. I did not ask for it, but received it with humility when given. My judgement on this decision is final, but I will hear any who disagree that the Emerald Talons have earned their right to become members of the Consortium and will listen with my mind open. I hearby nominate the Talons for Consortium membership. The Gold Dragons, Storm Dragons, and Platinum Dragons have given their blessing. I now give the floor to any who dissent amongst the Consortium."
By the time he is finished, he looks tired. His face has lines of strain not seen before. It's almost as if he relived many of his terribly hard decisions as he explained that the Talons will have to make. Looking at him, it's easy to see why there are not many Dragon groups. Not many could shoulder the responsibility thrown at them from every direction. Not many could stay together in one mind for long enough to live such a life. And very few... oh so few, could indeed make the personal sacrifice required of those who would call themselves Dragons. He sits down to let any other give their voice.
Dahlia / Ingrge Sunday February 18th, 2007 9:04:58 AM
Dahlia looks up at her friend, sighs and then answers quietly. "What's next? Well I have left my vineyard running in other people's hands, so perhaps it is tim,e for me to a bit of overseeing. There is quite a bit of land still around Middleden that would make good pasture as well, and perhaps I will relax for a while and DO absolutely nothing. But as Valdor stand and catches each person's eye, she quiets and listens to what he has to say.
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Ingrge listens to what Valdor is saying and takes a moment to reflect upon his the past years with the Talons. Yes there have been disagreements and even several times things have almost come to blows between members, but together they have always managed to not only make it through, but somehow managed to keep sane in what was quickly becoming an insane world.
Not for the first or last time, the old scarred elf thinks back on other members of the Talons that had been a part of the group and then moved on in one form or another; Shadrack, Fleuterflam, Xanthalos, Maloray, Dakar, Athalorn, Orson, Figment. Sending his best wishes to them all where ever they might be, he wished that Figment, Fluet, and Shad had been able to be here, with them here at this moment, to see the fulfillment of what they had each started out to do, with a group of individuals they each met inside one of Parnoth's Cells. No, not for glory, but for peace, security and yes love, the Talons would prevail.
Posting Reports for Monday February 19th, 2007 7:02:11 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons Week of Feb 12,2007
Names-----MTWTF DM Jan H--OXXXO DM Jerry--XOOXX Valdore---M22XXS*WoW! That last speach was one for the Books. Modrid----O2OOX Fr.Nick---XXO2X Dahlia----OXOOXS VE Mont---O2OXO Coralot---OXXXOS
Sturdavan-XXOXO+Jim Frick 3 NPC(Jerry)-OXXXX
Adm Ceil - They all are A-One players in my book.
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Posting Reports for Game # 3 The Emerald Talons For the week of Feb 12,2007
Lian Monday February 19th, 2007 10:01:45 AM
Listens to Valdor intently.
Ve Mundr Monday February 19th, 2007 1:13:06 PM
Ve bids Alicia a good eveing for now. She seemed as agreeable as he thought she might be, given the City's current state. After the next official part of the inaugeration they could discuss specifics. Given why they were all gathered here this night, Ve does not want to make any sort of official announcement. it was good enough that the three of them new as Ve requests Alicia to officially share his request with the Gargulian representative.
The dignitaries exit from the room and the real business starts. Ve sweeps to a tray a picks up a sniff of brandy and falls to a position slightly back of the rest. valdor speaks and Ve listens and more than that, he watches the Talons. He knew very little of them for the most part and of what he did know, it was hardly worth dissensions. Time would tell. Upon valdors close, Ve looks towards K'nara.
Gunther Monday February 19th, 2007 1:25:31 PM
The warrior mouth slightly agape, Gunther beings to daydream as Valdor's speech goes on and on and on... It's not that he doesn't appreciate the obvious heart felt speech, or doubts the truth to the words being told to him. It's just that it's hard for him to follow such a long train of thought. He sighs with relief when Valdor gives his fairly long summary. I think I can remember that... Gunther looks over at K'nara, trying to gauge what she makes of all this. She's always been the brains of the group anyway.
Glancing down at the cat at his feet, Gunther is glad to see that she has finished her dinner and is busy meticulously cleaning herself. He sighs, reluctantly admitting to himself that this is probably not the last long meeting he's going to have to attend. So... there was a down side to being a hero after all.
Maab [DM Jerry] Monday February 19th, 2007 2:28:35 PM
With an unnassuming flash, a portal appears. A beautiful human exits the portal.
"Not many see me in my human form. I am Maab. the Council of Dragons wishes it known that they have met and wish to add their support to the Emerald Talons. We earnestly hope that they choose to join the Consortium.
"May the gods shine upon you and give you strength, courate, and the ability to show mercy."
She bows towards each of the Talons in turn and then pauses for effect.
Then she returns through the portal and it disappears.
Onrad [DM Jerry] Monday February 19th, 2007 2:43:12 PM
"A suitable time has passed Dragonstone. Tradition suggests that the Platinums now exit the room leaving the Talons alone to discuss their final decision.
"Shall we all join the dignitaries in the bar for a time and leave the Talons to discuss this?"
Onrad walks to the huge double doors and waving a hand at them, bids them to open.
They do.
Milo Monday February 19th, 2007 6:18:59 PM
Milo sits quietly, a stunned look on his face. The enormity of the task of the decision that lay before them finally sinking into the halfling's curious brain.
(OOC: I apologize for missing the end of last week. Sudden business took me out of town, and my Internet access was nil.)
Olana Monday February 19th, 2007 8:45:43 PM
Olana sits quietly and listens to what Valdor has to say. His words come as no surprise, although as she begins to ponder over the scope of things, it has her more than a little apprehensive. All these other places, Aisildur for instance. What the heck did they really know about Aisildur? There would be the getting to know of their Emperor, and that weird cleric who'd accompanied him on this jaunt, and there were other places and people, too - the Float, oh my..... Deep in thought, she starts tugging at a stray piece of hair.
Nick Valentine Monday February 19th, 2007 9:02:29 PM
((OOC - Wicked post, SteveH!))
Having been in service to Alemi since he was about seven years old, Valdor's talk of self sacrifice and faith rest easy on his own shoulders. And not knowing any other way of life, he holds a certain assumption that the Talons will take all this on board as a matter of course. After all, what other way is there?
He will rise with the others and leave the room when the time comes.
Falin Monday February 19th, 2007 10:42:54 PM
Listening to all that is transpiring he thinks back to his earlier years... Everything was so simple then. He knew that everything was about to get more comlicated. They were taking on a mantly of responsibility the likes of which none of them had every held before.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday February 20th, 2007 12:06:54 AM
Cori pats Dahlia's shoulder as she completely understands. They are at a crossroads themselves that none of them had forseen. As Valdor begins his speech she purses her lips and shakes her head. She may have the brains to run the group but not the faith in herself...no she would have been constantly second guessing each decision. Besides, with Valdor gone she would have no reason to stay around...unless it was for selfish reason. She shakes off the thoughts and turns to the door as the speech ends.
Amarth comes down to land upon her shoulder as she moves towards the big doors that are now open. She has faith that this group can find their way. They have the tools and heart, but they must be willing to seize the rings and make the play.
Valdor Tuesday February 20th, 2007 12:22:15 AM
Valdor waits until everyone else leaves then says, "You must choose for yourselves. But, even though it sounds like a huge undertaking... and it is... there will always be plenty of support for you. As Domi told me as I handed him his hammer after his battle with Marteaus: have courage."
He smiles gently, knowing the decision they want to make, but knowing he just made it a lot harder for them to accept. Of course, noone had told the Gold Dragons the truth of it, and he wasn't going to ever be accused of that. He bows deeply and exits, pulling the doors closed behind them all.
Lian Tuesday February 20th, 2007 11:20:26 AM
This whole thing was big. Life-changing. Not for the faint of heart. He looks at Knara as if to say 'What now?'. He shrugs.
K'Nara Tuesday February 20th, 2007 2:42:40 PM
The leader of the Emerald Talons watches as those who are not members of the group withdraw, leaving them to their private counsel.
"It comes down to this..." K'Nara says firmly, "...we're in a position--again--to what's easy...or to do what's right. The easy thing to do would be to thank everyone for the great party and go back to Madryn as the Emerald Talons, basking in the gratitude of the village. And...besides being easy, it's right--in a way." K'Nara shrugged with a slight smile. "It's not going to be at all easy to live with knowing that practically everything a member of the Dragon Consortium does will be watched and judged...but it's a chance to do good for all the Wold..."
(OOC: out of time on this post--there IS more to come; most likely will finish it after work.)
Crucial Point [DM Jerry] Tuesday February 20th, 2007 2:42:43 PM
Shortly, all of the Platinum Dragons withdraw out of the Hall.
Onrad says, "Talons, would you like for Mordrid to shut off the Viewing Device for this or leave it on?"
Once he gets his answer, and complies with their wishes, he exits himself and the huge doors silently close.
The Talons are alone.
Aeralia Tuesday February 20th, 2007 8:03:10 PM
Aeralia flushes a bright red at Valdor's mention of her question, back in the cave. It was a momentary break of her visage she'd presented that evening, blocking off all the emotions and worries that the events would bring forth.
She breathes heavily for a few moments, still a bit flustered, trying to regain her composure. She did still have alot of doubts about the group, but mostly about herself.
After K'nara speaks, Aeralia takes a moment to stand, and address the rest of the talons. "I've not been with you all long, and I won't lie that I've not had my doubts. Powerful, and...expensive people," she continues, choosing her words slowly as she looks amongst the Talons, "have never really been deserving of much respect in my eyes. Growing up, I saw far too often the rich and powerful only using that for their own personal gain, and not for the shambled and ruined lives that surrounded me, the ones that really needed help."
She smiles a bit, continuing to look from Talon to Talon, pausing at each briefly. "However, the past few days, in your company, have certainly opened my eyes. I cannot say why I was taken along with you in this endevour, or why you would continue to want me in your midst. I've never been shown that kind of courtesy, never been given a chance like this."
She breathes deeply, pausing momentarily. "All of you really seem to care about the people you fight for." Looking towards Olana and Milo, "You've love and compassion, and great friendships and caring," shifting her glance over Lian and Bertram. "I believe these wonderful feelings, combined with your excellent cooperation and teamwork, as well as drive to do what is right no matter what, is just the basis of why you will all make wonderful Dragon members."
"And if you'd still wish to have me along, I'd be most honored to help in whatever way that I can, whatever your decision is. I've never really had anywhere to call home, anyone to call family. Might be a pleasant change."
Gunther Tuesday February 20th, 2007 10:44:24 PM
The warrior smiles at Aeralia. "If it vasn't for you, I don't tink all of us vould be here tonight." He raises his slab of cake in her direction.
With a more sober look on his face, Gunther looks over the Talons seated before him. "Do ve disagree on sometings, I tink dis is von ting ve can agree about. To do our best to make de Vold a better place. As long as ve focus on dat, den I don't suppose it matters vether ve are Dragons or not."
Lian Wednesday February 21st, 2007 12:26:59 PM
The monk stands in silence. He is pondering the meaning of everything that has been said this day.
The Wold Holds Its Breath [DM Jerry] Wednesday February 21st, 2007 12:57:45 PM
The Wold holds its breath as the decision is being made. Great Evils stop their incessant planning to see how the Emerald Talons will affect the balance. Great Good pray and hope that they will have new allies. Law hopes that they will stand for laws and justice. Chaos hopes that they will protect the individual freedom of each person.
Even the Fae watch and wonder how this will affect the fickle balance of nature.
Olana Wednesday February 21st, 2007 4:55:57 PM
The narrow-faced elf blows back a strand of stray hair and says - "Gunther, I couldn't have put it better." She looks around. "All this, " and gesturing toward the door, "and them. It all looks pretty daunting and strange, but when you get right down to it, it's all about 'De Vold'."
Nick Valentine Wednesday February 21st, 2007 4:59:04 PM
In the bar, Nick decides to throw caution to the wind and exchange pleasantries with the Aisildurians. He fully intends to converse with the Float representatives, too, and others.
Milo Wednesday February 21st, 2007 8:15:27 PM
Looking around the room in solemnity, "I'm one very small person in a very big place. That said... I pride myself on being a bothersome thorn in the side of evil... and those who would oppress those weaker than themselves. I don't see this any differently, then another opportunity to step up and do more of the same. So... call me the thorny one... but I'm up for this next challenge... whatever it may bring."
Ingrge Wednesday February 21st, 2007 9:42:47 PM
Ingrge listens, digests, walks around the room a bit and then stis down. He lloks like he wants to say something but isn't sure how it will be received, or pehaps he thinks it might be misconstrued. In either case, he looks around at each of the people in the room and then gets back up and begins to meander through the room yet again. After a moment or two more of walking Ingrge stops and faces the rest of his family.
"As I look around this room I see the faces of those whom I love and care for. I also know that I would lay my life down for each and every one of you.
It was not so long ago that we were called puppets, and Misfits. And at times I suppose, we may have even felt the part. However, from the time we first met, we have been involved with a part of something bigger than us and we have always risen to the occasion, and I say here and now that the only one pulling our strings was us.
And while some of our exploits have brought us renown and wealth, we have used much of what we have for the betterment of those in need. Perticularly in the Emerald Kingdom, though not exclusively. But no matter what, all along the way, there has always been one constant driving force. Compassion.
I can not speak for any other in this room nor would I presume to, however, for myself, at this time, I pledge myself to the people in this room to do everything and all I can to keep each and everyone of you alive and to help those in the Wold that cannot help themselves. And if that means leaving Parnoth alone for a while longer, then so be it. For my part I say that we accept the offer of becoming part of the dragon consortium and just perhaps we can leave a lasting impression in the Wold."
Valdor Thursday February 22nd, 2007 12:07:39 AM
Valdor drains an ale and sits quietly, waiting for another drink. His mind is a thousand miles away, it would appear, as if reliving his part of the decision to become Dragons and what it meant. It hadn't been an easy decision either. They had grown rich and powerful back then, and had no real responsibilities. They travelled where they wanted, answered to noone really, and didn't have to deal with politics. He knew, however, the emptiness of such a life and how unfulfilling it was. Yes you could do good things and destroy bad guys and all that. But really making a difference in the Wold...he mutters a quick prayer to Domi that he hopes he has been a good leader and has helped make a good decision in the Platinum's replacement.
Cori and Amarth Thursday February 22nd, 2007 12:40:00 AM
Cori retires to the Ghost and moves to take a seat next to Valdor. "Do you think they will choose the safer path or the harder one?" She herself never really had to walk this path. She had joined up with the group as they were nearing the end of their career and so was safe from most of the problems that came with the job. "If they do not become Dragons...do we still retire?" Her voice is mixed with emotion as she asks that last bit. Part of her wants to continue the good fight but another part of her wants to just settle down and live life.
K'Nara Thursday February 22nd, 2007 3:06:16 AM
The crystal balls--having never been turned off--continue to show all who would watch the way these erstwhile Emerald Talons make their particular decision.
K'Nara Illutu, the Wold's only human blade singer, smiles at her family--for they are all her family, at least in her own heart.
"Sometimes I want to kick Lian in the butt for doubting his contribution to the group." she admits. "Bertram wrestles with self-doubt from time to time, too, and that can make me feel a bit exasperated. Ingrge can be the Wold's most dour elf...Olana can be a bit naive...Milo's sense of humor sometimes is ill-timed...Aeralia needs to be a bit more assertive and Gunther..." here the chestnut-maned woman rolls her eyes, "...Gunther lets Thaeri get away with a little too much sometimes." K'Nara pours some wine into a goblet.
"As for me...I let my emotions get the best of me all too often...but I wouldn't have any of us be any other way than we are." The leader of the Emerald Talons stands up, lifting the goblet. "None of us here would be what we are if it weren't for The Wold, so I offer a toast that you may all join in if you agree with the spirit:
"Here's to The Wold, to every Woldian there is, and ever was, and ever shall be...long may the Emerald Dragons protect it!" So saying, K'Nara looks around the table at her family and waits to see who else will drink to her toast.
Gunther Thursday February 22nd, 2007 7:20:27 AM
The cat trainer grins at K'nara's assesement as he raises his glass. "To de Emerald Dragons!"
Falin Thursday February 22nd, 2007 8:47:45 AM
Falin stands and raises his goblet as well. "To the Emerald Dragons."
After taking a drink he says with a smile, "Does this mean we have to get green outfits?"
Mordrid Thursday February 22nd, 2007 10:52:03 AM
Mordrid sits in silence, reading the future in his head of beer, apparently.
With the resounding shout from the next room, the ranger can hear a declaration. They have accepted. Mordrid smiles.
Lian Thursday February 22nd, 2007 11:15:02 AM
The elf glances at Knara, smirks and raises a mug of honey wine. "To the Emerald Dragons. To us."
He thinks a moment about how the Emerald Dragons will bring balance, discipline and honor to the Wold.
Ve Mundr Thursday February 22nd, 2007 1:56:09 PM
A bit overprotective of his friend? Maybe, but Ve Mundr is standing just behind Father nicks right shoulder as he moves to talk to the Aisildurians. Ve begins nodding, but from the hue and cry in the room where the Talons were weighing their most recent decision, rather than anything else.
Onrad [DM Jerry] Thursday February 22nd, 2007 3:42:29 PM
Onrad paces just outside the huge double doors, waiting to be summoned. He hears the shouts and just for a second, he worries about attack.
He talks to himself, "I need to learn to relax."
Then refusing to read anything into the shout, he goes back to pacing until called.
Assorted NPCs (DM Jan) Thursday February 22nd, 2007 9:47:16 PM
Emperor of Aisildur and Sister Toscani -
For the most part, conversation between these two, and Nick and Ve is nothing but small talk - the journey here, the food, the weather. But as the muffled hail is heard through the doors, Sister Toscani smiles then gives a sigh. "Lambs to the slaughter," she says quietly. "Without a god's direct support, guidance and protection, they will forever be open to temptation and failure." She's about to say something else to Nick, but her eyes flick toward Ve Mundr, and then the Emperor, who is regarding her with disapproval. She shakes her head and says nothing more.
Valdora -
Valdora is doing her best to get a good look at the Overlord and her guardian, without it being obvious. She picks up a glass someone has left on a table, brings it to her mouth, sips at the contents and looks over the top of it toward those who currently hold her interest. Ugh. She shudders. Why did people drink this stuff when it tasted so bad? The lady looked young. Not much older than she was, although she supposed she must be. Well, despite her youth, the lady had the same look in her eye that her dad sometimes had. Remote, hard. Did that come with being in charge all the time? Who knew. She takes another sip. As for the lady's companion, he looked like someone had been throwing axes at him since birth. He had scars everywhere - all over his head, all over his hands, and she suspected the rest of him wouldn't look any better. And what was that smoke, hovering around his feet? Maybe his shoes were on fire. Trying to cover her laughter with another drink, she almost chokes on it and swallows more than she intended to.
Blinking rapidly, she walks over to where Shirri and Mordrid are sat, slides unsteadily onto a bar stool, places the half empty wine glass very carefully in front of her, and stares straight ahead. Woah.
Valdor Friday February 23rd, 2007 1:00:37 AM
Valdor responds to Cori, "There's your answer. And no, we wouldn't be retiring if we didn't have a group strong enough to continue on what we were continuing from those before us. I'm still young and really have no desire to retire, except to spend more time doing what I, and those close with me, want to do... and less politics is always a good thing as far as I'm concerned."
He looks at her with passion in his eyes and says, "Since they have accepted, we can spend all the time together we want, without the problems of the Wold weighing on our shoulders. Although we've handled it as well as any could, I'm glad to let someone else shoulder all that responsibility for a while. Maybe we should get married and have little quarter elf, quarter human, half drow babies. That may be a first in the Wold. What do you think?"
Olana Friday February 23rd, 2007 1:46:34 AM
Olana raises her goblet. "Emerald.... Dragons."
It felt strange to actually say it.
Falin Friday February 23rd, 2007 2:29:46 AM
"I know we will soon face dangers untold and fear unimaginable, but I actually feel all tingly. I am finally realizing that we are now going to be an integral part of the course of history for the Wold."
He looks over everyone present, "I am glad and proud to be a part of this group. I could think of no one else to have stand next to me to keep the forces of evil at bay."
Milo Friday February 23rd, 2007 9:36:05 AM
At peace with the entire situation Milo stands, cup held high, "The Emerald Dragons."
Lian Friday February 23rd, 2007 12:16:50 PM
"Domi help us." Says the hand of Domi, barely audible to even himself. He sips his honey wine.
Onrad Friday February 23rd, 2007 2:13:55 PM
Taking his queue from the Crystal Ball, he smiles and opens the huge doors again.
He walks importantly down the hall and motions for the others to silently join him in a procession to the main hall again.
Procession [DM Jerry] Friday February 23rd, 2007 2:24:29 PM
The Emerald Talons see the doors open and the Consortium members as well as the political figures of the area slowly and solemnly walk back into the room to stand around the Talons in a circle.
Onrad looks to Valdor to take the lead here.
Ve Mundr Friday February 23rd, 2007 3:27:37 PM
Ve's hands flash faster than the eye can see to either side of Sister Toscani's head and with a quick motion, he twists it off. holding her now severed head before the heartseed in her chest, "Yes, you know all about temptation and failure, else you would not have that embedded in your chest you worthless wretch."
At least that flashes through his mind as her eyes flicker to him and he levels a soul burning gaze in return.
Ingrge Saturday February 24th, 2007 8:22:09 AM
Looking around, the normally dour elf gives a brief smile as his comrades each raise their glasses and complete the toast. While he never had any real doubt that any would accept the challenge, a moment of sight comes upon him as he see the Tal.. Emeralds as indistinct figures but realizes that one of there number is missing. Raising his glass he looks at K'nara and nods knowing that they had a lot of things to accomplish and that their work was cut out for them.
Valdor Saturday February 24th, 2007 4:12:21 PM
Seeing their time was upon them, Valdor stands with a smile to Cori and to his daughter(letting her know he sees her, but doesn't mind). He moves into the room slowly and gestures to the book saying,"K'Nara, I believe the honor is yours to fill in your name."
He waits for her to do so then turns to the group and says,"Ladies and gentlemen, I present to you the Emerald Dragons! May they live long, serve well, and make good choices that benefit the Wold. A toast to their future successes!"
He raises his mug and drains it. He then says,"I blelieve it is time to party in celebration of this momentous event. Any who wish to, we will go to the Giggling Ghost for festivities. We leave all hostility and disagreements here. This is a time of joy and a chance to relax for the first time in who knows how long. Remember, what happens at the Ghost, stays at the Ghost...and no more dragon steaks."
He smiles and waits for the heroes and the other dignitaries present to exit. He tells his daughter that she is welcome, but no more alcohol. He finds Mordrid and embraces the ranger with a bear hug. There are tears in his eyes when he says,"And so it ends, and so it begins. We have done well, I believe. I think that when the Gods make their judgement, they will agree that while we were far from perfect, we did the best we were able, and that is enough. I couldn't have done any of this without you, my brother."
Corialote and Amarth Saturday February 24th, 2007 5:04:52 PM
Cori smiles at Valdor and then shrugs. "Part of me will miss the thrill...but another part is glad for the change of pace." Thinking over the last bit of idea from Valdor she nods her head. "I suppose would could give it a try...I would not be against a few kids...that may well be my greatest achievement in the Wold...or should I say our achievement." She snuggles in close to Valdor and then looks to Valdora. "Do you think your daughter will approve?" She so wants to be the young girls friend and not mess up either of the relationships she has.
Resigning that for later she moves back inside the room with the others and with the news she raises her own glass in salute and toast to the new group. "May you always be wise enough to follow your hearts, while listening to your common sense." It is a hard thing to do but it sometimes needs to be done, the two seem to go hand in hand an awful lot.
Lian, the Emerald Dragon Sunday February 25th, 2007 3:10:23 PM
The monk leans into Aeralia. "Miss, I will not be going to the Ghost. Crowds and goggle-eyed enthusiests aren't my thing. Feel free to go."
Lian stands and makes for a server or attendant. "Do you have a nice, quiet place for me? I need to meditate on tonight's events."
Gunther and Thaeri Sunday February 25th, 2007 11:00:40 PM
Gunther waits for K'nara to sign the book and the takes her arm. "Sounds like fun. Shall ve?" With a quick hand signal, Gunther motions for his Kitty to follow.
Stretching lazily, the big cat rises and saunters along, licking her lips. "Hmmm...hope they have more food at this party. I'm starved."
K'Nara Monday February 26th, 2007 2:34:44 AM
K'Nara steps up to the open book, looking around once more in hopes of spying the face of Greymaulkin, her honored master in the art of the bladesong. Since she does not see him, she sighs but takes up the stylus, then, in a very bold hand, writes in the tome:
The Emerald Dragons
That having been done, the smiling, chestnut-maned blade singer takes Gunther's arm.
"Let's go party like it's 999!" she says, laughter sparkling in her hazel eyes.
Posting Reports For Monday February 26th, 2007 5:57:58 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the week of Feb 19,2007
NAME------MTWTF DM Jan----OOOXO DM Jerry--OXXXX Valdore---XOXOXS Mordrid---OOOXO Fr.Nick---XOXOO Dahlia----OOOOO VE Mont---XOOXX Coralote--XOXOOS Maad/ Onrad-Played by Jerry on different days.
Adm Ceil - The best posting that I have ever seem, I could not stay away I had to see these Dragons every day.
Posting Report For Monday February 26th, 2007 6:12:51 AM
Game # 3 The Emeral Dragons For the Week of Feb 19,2007
Adm Ceil - WoW! The best role playing I have ever seen. Now Do you Stay here in the Platinum Sight or Do You all go back to Game # 3 Spot? The spy want to know??
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Ve Mundr Monday February 26th, 2007 2:36:34 PM
Ve stays with Father Nicholas and upon K`Nara's signature he begins to applaud.
Onrad Monday February 26th, 2007 3:10:17 PM
Onrad walks over to Lian. "The one-time leader of the Storm dragons, Gareth, also had a problem with his fame and with crowds.
"It is important for the Wold to know, especially the adventurers of the Wold, that you will lead them in protecting what we all hold dear.
"You don't have to say anything, but go to the Giggling Ghost. Stand with your group. Endure this challenge along with the rest. Then after a bit you can retire to your comtemplations."
CDM Jerry Monday February 26th, 2007 3:15:28 PM
This concludes this crossover event. The Emerald Dragons will continue their game on their board. The Platinum Dragons will continue their game here on this board following this post.
Today is February 26, 2007. This game will retire in 6 mos from today on August 26, 2007.
Lian Monday February 26th, 2007 7:30:22 PM
Lian nods in response to Onrad, "Thank you new friend, I will keep that in mind."
After the (Emerald Dragon) induction...
Dm Jan Monday February 26th, 2007 11:20:50 PM
As soon as the party moves on to the Giggling Ghost, Fabersham and his team get to work.
Sometimes, things just have to be done the old fashioned way, and the staff are soon beavering away, polishing tables, sweeping floors, re-arranging the furniture.
A few hours later, everything is back to normal.
Valdor Monday February 26th, 2007 11:49:41 PM
Valdor finds Fabersham and the head cook and says,"You have both done exceptionally well. Save some of that dragonsteak for me later. If Parnoth hadn't acted like a bung head, noone would have said a word. I actually thought it quite funny, but I had to keep up the politically correct act. One of the things I WON'T miss after I retire. Thank you both for a job well done. Tell your crews the same for me please."
He heads on into the portal leading to the Ghost.
Lian Tuesday February 27th, 2007 1:38:16 PM
"Oops, I'm lots. Please excuse me." The monk smiles and departs.
Corialote and Amarth Tuesday February 27th, 2007 11:54:55 PM
Cori stretches as she watches Valdor move off to talk to some of the staff. "Retirement." She mulls over the idea in her head for awhile and then shakes her head. "Still a little young for retirement but..." She smiles as she ponders some of the things she can do now. There is a paper on theoretical magic as it applies to plants that she was planning to write...now maybe the time to start it.
DM Jan Wednesday February 28th, 2007 2:27:06 AM
Two of the staff are carrying piles of plates toward the kitchen as Lian heads past them toward the portal. "Hey, being a Dragon, do you get a lot of women?" one of them calls out toward the disappearing monk. "Will you shut it? You'll get us both sacked," hisses the other to his outspoken comrade. "Cook's already in a mood. He'll make us lick these things clean." "Awww, I'm not meaning any harm, and it IS an interesting question, don'tcha think?"
Valdor's assurances work wonders. The well-oiled machine that is the castle is back on a good footing. Who could ever doubt it?
As for retirement...... two small figures, accompanied by a monsterous construct, appear not to have heard this particular rumour and are currently heading for the castle.
Ve Mundr Thursday March 1st, 2007 4:47:01 PM
Just before Ve leaves for the party at the Giggling Ghost he locates Fabersham. His voice the most serious it has been for sometime. "I require a 24 hour multiple guard at the door to my room. No one but myself is to enter, including the guard themselves no matter what is heard or elsewise believed to be inside." With a nod of understanding to the matter, Ve heads into the Giggling Ghost
Posting Reports For Monday March 5th, 2007 6:06:06 AM
Game # 1 The Platinum Dragons For the Week of Feb 26,2007
Adm Ceil - I guess that their posting are very poor, because they were at the G&G, entered this game to post once or twice, then BACK to the G&G again??
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