Zeph Illidian HP 92/106 AC 31/26t/23ff CMD 24 (Mage Armor, Prot vs. Evil,Heroism, Air form) d20+16=29 ; d20+17=35 ; Thursday August 2nd, 2012 7:57:52 PM
Sweat drips from his brow as his divination abruptly ends and the elf snaps to.
He rises, fist shaking with rage.
"We move to strike." Is all he says looking up at the air base...
After breaking fast, the elf will cast Fly on himself and begin the job of scouting the mountainside for a side entrance that may lead to the main part of the base (Perception = 29, stealth = 35)
Alexi AC 23 Tch 14 Ffted 20 HP 102/102 CMD 22 Thursday August 2nd, 2012 10:22:40 PM
Alexi takes Davdok's brew and downs it. "I've had Anrete's Stew a la Wild Whatever-you-can-find. I think I can handle this.
Gulp! Gulp! Ahhhh. Not too shabby. Thanks.
OOC: resting, Alexi recovers 9 hps. Using the 10,12,13, and 9 then will heal him up to full. That leaves the 9 and 12 for anyone else.
IC: Alexi chuckles at the speculations on the gnome. "Well, he seemed to be aware of Bryn Baraz, at least. I'm sure he could find it, given time enough, from that carpet of his. He's probably some outcast like that Al Mathir noble, just wanting to see what mischief he can cause for his own amusement. But the task at hand seems to be to find this air base. Tell me more about your mission and what events brought it about?"
Sjurd [HP:100/100 AC:21/18/21 CMD:17] Thursday August 2nd, 2012 11:11:16 PM
ooc: Could someone remind me how far away we are from Bryn Baraz? Sjurd found a bunch of laboratory equipment and books in the pond and I think they would be pretty clunky to carry around while scouting.
Anrete [HP: 83/83, AC 23/14/20, CMD 25] d20+6=14 ; Friday August 3rd, 2012 8:43:03 AM
"Wonderful, Garret good fellow! Now where is my pot?", Anrete digs out a old battered helmet and places it over the fire.
He swiftly defeathers the fowl, skins the hares, and dices the root. Throwing in the roots, the bones and a few chunk of meat into the helmet filled with water, Anrete proceeds to roast the remaining pheasant and hares, collecting the dripping fats/oil.
He then digs out a handful of crushed herbs (including several pieces of dried chili) from his backpack and dump the content into the soup.
Once the pheasant and hares are almost ready, Anrete tears the meat into smaller pieces and dump both the meat and the collected fats/oil into the stew.
"Dinner's ready! Eat and you will never forget this moment of your life!"
Back on Solid Ground -- DM Zach Friday August 3rd, 2012 1:49:37 PM
The meal that Anrete cooks is quite good. Not as fantastic as if he would have cooked it back home, but considering it is out on the open road, it may as well have been a feast fit for a king.
The group still seems to be debating whether to leave now for Bryn Baraz or whether to push on towards what they hope is their first and final battle with the illusive "P" who seems to be Zeph's father.
Bryn Baraz is about forty or so miles from here. The final bunker appears to be about fifteen miles in the opposite direction if the map is to be trusted.
OOC: Would someone like to fill in the new arrivals as to what is going on?
Also, I need to know where you guys are going. Some people have been posting as if it is still night, others as if it is morning. For all intents and purposes, it is now morning.
Garret Goodbarrel [AC:36/36/25 HP:75/75 Ki:11/11 CMD: 22] Friday August 3rd, 2012 2:53:17 PM
Garret watches Zeph and steps back as he takes to the air to scan the skies and the ground. He breaks out some of the remains from the previous night's meal and nibbles on it while he speaks to Alexi.
"These have been some strange times. We have been following a strange trail. There is someone, we have yet to determine who, trying to kill Zeph -- or at least kill those near to him. We've found our way to this air base, and there is one more location on the map. Whoever this is, is quite powerful and organized. They have enlisted a great deal of evil on their side. They are willing to kill many others in their quest."
He looks around to see who has the map and continues, "There is this one additional place, about half a day's travel from here, marked on the map. It is there that we head now, hoping to end this all once and for all. But we know nothing of what we will find there. There have been ground forces, water forces, fire forces, and air forces. We imagine this to be the headquarters and source of everything. Later today, hopefully, we will find answers."
"Are we ready to be off? Let us let Zeph scan the air as we move quickly to see what we might find!"
Sjurd [HP:100/100 AC:21/18/21 CMD:17] Friday August 3rd, 2012 10:22:30 PM "Not to mention dozens of villagers sacrificed in summoning demonic hordes." Sjurd pokes at the breakfast fire with a stick, stirring the coals. "Ve have cut off their limbs one, two, und three. Now it is time for the head." He pauses a moment, cocking his head. "I vonder vhat creature has three limbs... no matter." Dropping his stick into the fire, he rises from a crouch and stretches his arms, popping his shoulders and back. "I vill help vith taking a look."
Dropping his head in concentration, Sjurd disappears with a whoosh, to be replaced by a halfling-sized ball of whirling air suspended above the ground. It shoots skyward, waiting overhead for Zeph to join it.
ooc: Air elemental form. Use detect magic liberally.
Alexi AC 23 Tch 14 Ffted 20 HP 102/102 CMD 22 Saturday August 4th, 2012 10:49:36 PM
Alexi enjoys Anrete's meal, "You're getting better, Anrete. We'll know you are a Master when you manage to make Ambush Drake taste this good, HA!" Alexi kids with Anrete.
"Thank you, Garret. Then our path seems clear. To the Head, lest it regenerate those limbs like some Troll."
Anrete [HP: 83/83, AC 23/14/20, CMD 25] Monday August 6th, 2012 3:09:31 AM
Anrete gracefully accepts Alexi's "compliment" as he prepares himself for the next leg of journey.
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