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Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on February 26, 2003, 11:35 AM:
A new day dawns, the skies clear and a cool breeze blows across the land.
However, your small band doesn't notice this, as they are still sleeping soundly after the late night they spent exploring the abandoned keep. Eventually, you awake, refreshed, and feeling much better for the sleep you got, though there are still some sore muscles from the battles you fought.
Looking out the windows in your rooms, you can see that it is already mid-morning, and the townspeople have begun their daily chores, most just leaving the tavern from breakfast, to go to the outlying farms, and other basic services that a town such as this one needs. You would estimate that you have about four hours before you're supposed to meet Jonathan to continue on your journey to Bri Ili.
Ah the journey to Bri Ili, the human outpost in the southeast. Only another 4 days left in your caravan duty, then you'll be allowed to pursue whatever you wish in a new and exciting area, the only redeeming thing about the trek across the vast, empty, boring plains.
Rnd..Icon.Name......init..AC....HP....Hands...........Status
.NA....g..Geral......NA...18....8/8...Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...14/14..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...12/12..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...20/24..Nothing.........Poisoned (-1 str)
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...14/14..Nothing.........OK
(Please post your character sheets, then go ahead and RP whatever you wish of the morning.)
[ February 28, 2003, 10:45 AM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on February 26, 2003, 12:31 PM:
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[ March 24, 2003, 02:12 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on February 26, 2003, 12:53 PM:
Ranger
Male Human Rgr lvl 3
Alignment: Neutral Good
Experience: 3000 Need: 6000
Str 14 (+2) .. 6pts
Dex 16 (+3) ..10pts
Con 14 (+2) .. 6pts
Int 12 (+1) .. 4pts
Wis 12 (+1) .. 4pts
Cha 08 (-1) .. 0pts
Hit Points: 28 Current: 28
AC 16 (+3 dex, +3 armor)
Init +3 (+3 dex)
BAB +3
Speed 30 (base 30, light load 54.5/58, light armor)
Fort +5, Ref +4, Will +2
+8 Melee, Masterwork shortsword, 1d6+2, 19-20/x2
+5 Melee, Quarterstaff, 1d6+3, 20/x2
+6 Ranged, Longbow, 1d8, 20/x3, 100'r
Medium, 5'4" tall, 138 wt, 19 yrs old
Brown hair, Blue eyes
Speaks Common and languagename
Skills: (36 ranger)
+6 Intuit Direction (5)
+6 Knowledge {Nature} (5)
+7 Hide (4)
+7 Listen (6)
+8 Move Silently (5)
+7 Spot (6)
+6 Wilderness Lore (5)
Feats
-Track (Virtual)
-Dodge
-Weapon Focus (Shortsword)
-Weapon Finesse (Shortsword)
-Two-weapon Fighting (Virtual)
-Ambidexterity (Virtual)
Human Traits
-Medium sized
-+4 skill points at 1st level
-+1 skill point per level
-Bonus Feat at 1st level
-Favored Class: Any
Ranger Abilities
-Favored Enemy (Orcs) +1 to Bluff, Listen, Sense Motive, Spot, Wilderness Lore and damage (w/in 30')
-Track Feat
-Ambidexterity feat while wearing light or no armor, does not apply to double weapons
-Two-weapon Fighting feat while wearing light or no armor, does not apply to double weapons
Ranger was born into a normal life, but was often left out for being the "runt" of the family. While Ranger's brothers were all above 6', Ranger was only about 5'4". This bothered Ranger during his adolescence and he left his family to go and prove that he was every bit a man as his brothers.
Ranger met up with a ranger who taught him much about the arts of being a ranger. Everyone simply called the old man Master Ranger, and he in turn called all other rangers Brother Ranger. Ranger took to the affectation so much, that he started telling people to just call him ranger.
Master Ranger recently told Ranger that he had nothing more to teach him, and that it would do him good to go out and see the world. Ranger hated to leave his mentor, but knew he was right, and so he has struck out on his own.
For the past couple of months Ranger has been making money by guarding caravans. It is good money and he gets to see the world, but the long trips are starting to get boring. Ranger is now looking for something new to do.
Masterwork Studded Leather (worn, 20wt) 175gp
Explorer's outfit (worn, 8wt) Free
Masterwork Shortsword (belt left, 3wt) 310gp
Masterwork Shortsword (belt right, 3wt) 310gp
Dagger (location, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (location, 1wt) 2gp
Belt Pouch (location, 0.5wt) 1gp
Longbow (left shoulder, wt 3) 75gp
Quiver {20 arrows} (right shoulder, wt 1) 1gp
Backpack (center back, wt 2) 2gp
Torches, 5 (backpack, wt 5) 5cp
Trail Rations- 7 days (backpack, wt 7) 15sp
50' Silk Rope (backpack, wt 5) 10gp
4 Potions of Cure Light Wounds (backpack, wt 2) Free
Vial of Antitoxin, 1 (pouch, wt 0.5)
1 piece of soap (pouch, -wt)
Small wooden carving of a wolf (pouch, wt -)
Coins- 3pp, 57gp, 17sp, 2cp (pouch, wt 1)
[ March 24, 2003, 10:58 AM: Message edited by: griffin27 ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on February 26, 2003, 06:53 PM:
Peregrin Took aka Perry
Player: HIV
Male Halfling Rog lvl 3
Chaotic Neutral
Experience: 3200
Rolls: HIV_Peregrin
Str 10 (+0) .. 4pts (-2 race)
Dex 20 (+5) ..16pts (+2 race)
Con 10 (+0) .. 2pts
Int 12 (+1) .. 4pts
Wis 10 (+0) .. 2pts
Cha 10 (+0) .. 2pts
Hit Points 2d6+0 = 18
AC 17 (+3 dex (limited by load), +3 armor, +1 size)
Init +9 (+5 dex, +4 improved initiative)
BAB +2
Speed 15 (base 20, medium load 31.25/24.75, light armor)
Fort +2, Ref +9, Will +2
Attack= BAB +STAT +Size +Race +Enchantment
2= 2 +0 +1 +0 +0 Melee, Dagger, 1d4, 19-20/x2
9= 2 +5 +1 +1 +0 Ranged, Dagger, 1d4, 19-20/x2, 10'r
10= 2 +5 +1 +1 +1 Ranged, Stones, 1d6+1, 20/x2, 10'r
Small, 3'3" tall, 45 wt, 35 yrs old
Brown hair, Brown eyes, Fair skin
Speaks Halfling, Common, and Elven
Skills (45 rogue)
Mod= (STAT) +Misc +Race _Skill_ (Ranks)
6= (Cha) +0 +0 __Bluff_ (6)
7= (Dex) +0 +0 __Escape Artist_ (2)
20= (Dex) +0 +4 _Hide_ (6)
13= (Dex) +0 +2 _Move Silently_ (6)
10= (Dex) +2 +0 _Open Lock_ (3)
6= (Cha) +0 +0 __Perform_ (6)
11= (Dex) +0 +0 _Pick Pocket_ (6)
7= (Wis) +0 +2 __Listen_ (5)
7= (Int) +0 +0 ___Search_ (6)
6= (Wis) +0 +0 __Spot_ (6)
4= (Int) +2 +0 ___Disable Device_ (1)
Feats
-Improved Initiative
-Quickdraw
Halfling Traits
-+2 Dex, -2 Str
-+1 Size to AC, Attacks
-+4 Size to Hide
-+2 Climb, Jump, Move Silently, Listen
-+1 to all Saves
-+2 (additional) vs. fear
-+1 with thrown weapons
-Favored class is rogue
Rogue Abilities
-Sneak Attack +2d6
-Evasion
-Uncanny Dodge (Dex even when flatfooted)
As soon as he hit his tweens, he could no longer bear to stay in the Hillvale. He got jobs at taverns, entertaining them with his singing, jokes, and sleights-of-hand. Of course, when he demonstrated his skills, they tended to watch the money more closely. The theives guild got a whiff of this and began eyeing him, but he didn't quite have the skill to join them.
After spending a few years in the city, entertaing them, and providing for himself, he became tired of it. After all, it wasn't much different than his Halfling home, and there was an itch in him that wouldn't go away. When he saw the flyer asking for help, he couldn't refuse. To date, he has spent most of the trip sleeping, joking, or making new riddles/rhymes.
As has already been established, he enjoys speaking in rhyme and riddles. His favorite game is Questions Only, and he will play it as often as possible. (Few things fun about 2ed) If a pretty bauble catches his eye, he is not beyond "borrowing" it. It is one of the reasons the Theives guild has not yet accepted him.
His pants are coloured the deep green of pine trees. He wears a dark blue vest over his maroon-colored shirt. A rich, dark brown belt fashioned as a baldric without the sheath is worn with the shoulder part coming on top the vest, and the vest overhangs the bottom. His twin daggers are easily seen to the sides, and the pouch of stones for the service is hanging at the front. Three bags hang from the upper part of the belt. He smiles when someone asks what they are, and responds; "If you want to know, you're awfully slow. Bags they be, and bags you see."
He also has a brite yellow hat that he likes to toss around.
Studded leather(worn beneath shirt, 10wt) 175gp
Explorer's Outfit (worn, 4wt) Free
Dagger (belt left, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (belt right, 1wt) 2gp
Bag of Stones (belt front, 2.5wt) Free
--4 stones left
Sling (belt front, -wt) Free
Hidden Items
Dagger (belt rear, 1wt) 2gp
-Search Check = 31
Dagger (right ankle, 1wt) 2gp
-Search Check = 31
Dagger (left ankle, 1wt) 2gp
-Search Check = 31
Dagger (right sleeve, 1wt) 2gp
-Search Check = 31
Dagger (left sleeve, 1wt) 2gp
-Search Check = 31
Thieves' tools, masterwork (left, inside pocket of vest, 2wt) 100gp
-Search Check = 31
Extra belt (right shoulder, -wt)
--3 pouch bags, (1wt) 3gp
----Thunderstone in each (3wt) 90gp
Backpack (center back, 0.5wt) 2gp
Bedroll (below backpack, 1.25wt) 1sp
Waterskin- water (backpack, 1wt) 1gp
Everburning torch (backpack, 1wt) 90gp
Alchemist's Flasks, 3(backpack, -wt) 60gp
Potion: Cure Light Wounds, 3 (backpack, -wt) 150gp
Potion: Spider Climb, 2 (backpack, -wt) 100gp
Quaal's feather token {tree} (backpack, -wt) 100gp
Belt Pouch (backpack, -wt) 1gp
--1 set of 3 darts (pouch, 1.5wt)
--1 piece of soap (pouch, -wt)
--Chalk, 3 pieces (pouch, -wt) 3gp
Coins- 10gp, 7sp, 0cp (pouch, 0.5wt)
[ March 25, 2003, 06:33 PM: Message edited by: HIV ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on February 26, 2003, 07:32 PM:
Geral Fenner
Player: Ryfte
Male Zenythri Mnk lvl 2
Lawful Neutral
Experience: 3250
Rolls: Geral
Str 16 (+3) .. 6pts (+2 race)
Dex 18 (+4) ..10pts (+2 race)
Con 10 (+0) .. 2pts
Int 10 (+0) .. 2pts
Wis 18 (+4) ..10pts (+2 race)
Cha 06 (-2) .. 0pts (-2 race)
HD 2d8; 8+8
Hit Points 16
AC 18 (+4 dex, +4 wis)
Init +4 (+4 dex)
BAB +1
Speed 30 (30 base, light load 14.5/76, no armor)
Fort +3, Ref +7, Will +7
+4 Melee, Unarmed, 1d6+3, 20/x2
+5 Ranged, Shuriken, 1pt, 20/x2, 10'r
+6 Ranged, MW Shuriken, 1pt, 20/x2, 10'r
3 may be thrown per attack. They use the same attack roll and have the same target. Strength is NOT added as bonus damage.
Medium, ??'??" tall, ?? wt, ?? yrs old
Jet Black w/Purple striations hair, Grey-Violet eyes, Faded Grey w/Purple streaks skin
Speaks Common
Skills (20 monk)
+7 Balance (1)
+6 Climb (2)
+8 Hide (4)
+9 Jump (5)
+5 Listen (1)
+6 Move Silently (2)
+9 Tumble (5)
+4 Spot (0)
Feats
-Combat Reflexes
Zenythri Traits
-+2str,+2dex,+2wis,-2cha
-Darkvision 60'
-True Strike 1/day at characters level
-Outsider
-+2 to the skills Balance and Intuit
-Resistant to Electricity, Fire and Sonic, 5pts each
Monk Traits
-AC Bonus
-Flurry of Blows
-Monk Fast Movement
-Monk Weapon Proficiencies
-Evasion
-Stunning Attack
-Unarmed Strike
-Deflect Arrows
Geral appears to be a tall lean oddly colored human. He is heavily muscled, appears quite healthy and neat with nothing out of place. He does not grow facial hair (other than eyebrows) and he is symetrical in every way (no normal person is actually 100% symetrical by the way, every feature is slightly mismatched.) His hair, a jet black with mixed purple hues striated through it, is pulled back into a long ponytail which he wears neatly looped about his neck. His eyes are a grey-violet color and his skin is a faded grey with purple hues in streaks and swirls. He wears simple white and grey robes held in place by a dark purple sash along with matching purple boots.
Side Note: Chance occurences such as how his clothing falls, his hair lays, liquids pour, etc. are all as ordered as possible within these effects. For example, his clothing automatically falls exactly as it is intended in a straight neat fashion. His hair always falls into place and stays neatly brushed and straight even without seeing a brush... ever. When pouring a drink the liquid falls in a smooth steady even stream with no irregularities and splashes are even "ordered" in perfect symetry. To a casual observer who was watching these things occur it would all seem planned out and worked at. In reality the "order" around Geral is in fact a part and extension of his nature, i.e. a creature of law.
Geral is not unattractive, abrasive, or smelly nor does he have any other seemingly undesirable characteristics. He is quiet and wastes no movement, gesture or sound. If unnoticed when entering a room he will often remain unnoticed even when sitting immediately next to someone. He carries himself smoothly and precise with intent behind all. Geral is quite fair often being more "fair" than most appreciate as his emotions appear both few and far between. More than anything, his quiet intense presense and odd controlled energy give strangers the "heebie-jeebies" (a scientific term I assure you) which tends to isolate Geral even within a crowded room.
Monk's outfit (worn, 2wt) Free
2 Masterwork Shurikens (belt right, 0.2wt) 601gp
6 Shurikens (belt left, 10gp/-wt)
Belt Pouch (belt front, 0.5wt) 1gp
Backpack (center back, 2wt) 2gp
Waterskin- water (backpack, 4wt) 1gp
Winter Blanket (backpack, 3wt) 5sp
Whetstone (backpack, 1wt) 2cp
1 silk wall hanging, 2x2 (backpack, 0.25wt)
1 piece of soap (pouch, -wt)
Everburning Torch (pouch, 1wt) 90gp
2 Pieces of Chalk (pouch, -wt) 2cp
Flint & Steel (pouch, -wt) 1gp
Small Steel Mirror (pouch, 0.5wt) 10gp
3 Potions of Cure Light Wounds (pouch, -wt) Free
Coins- 18pp, 81gp, 15sp, 5cp (pouch, 1.25wt)
[ March 24, 2003, 04:09 PM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on February 26, 2003, 08:30 PM:
Tantris Komidar aka Tani
Female Halfling Rogue2/Sorcerer1
Neutral Good
Experience: 3750
Rolls: Tantris
Str 6 (-2) ...0pts (-2 race)
Dex 16 (+3)...6pts (+2 race)
Con 14 (+2)...6pts
Int 14 (+2)...6pts
Wis 10 (+0)...2pts
Cha 16 (+3)...10pts
Hit Points:20
AC 14 (+3 dex, +1 size)
Init +7 (+3 dex, +4 feat)
BAB +1
Speed 20 (base 20, light load 11/15, no armor)
Fort +3, Ref +6, Will +3
+0 Melee, Short Sword, 1d6-2, 19-20/x2
+0 Melee, Sap, 1d6S-2, 20/x2
+0/+6 Melee/Thrown Dagger, 1d4-2, 19-20/x2, 10'r
+0/+6 Melee/Thrown Dagger, silver, 1d4-2, 19-20/x2, 10'r
+5 Ranged, Light Crossbow, Masterwork 1d8, 19-20/x2, 80'r
Small, 3'1" tall, 28 wt, 23 yrs old
Long black hair, deep emerald green almond shaped eyes, bronze skin tone
Speaks Common, Halfling, Elven, Goblin
Skills: (40-rogue, 4-sorcerer, 10-rogue)
+3 Alchemy (0,1,0)
+7 Bluff (4,0,0)
+3 Concentration (0,1,0)
+4 Craft: Locksmith (2,0,0)
+4 Decipher Script (2,0,0)
+7 Diplomacy (2,0,0)
+4 Disable Device (2,0,0)
+9 Gather Information (4,0,0)
+8 Hide (1,0,0)
+5 Intimidate (2,0,0)
+2 Intuit Direction (2,0,0)
+3 Knowledge: Arcana (0,1,0)
+7 Move Silently (2,0,0)
+6 Open Lock (2,0,1)
+4 Perform (1,0,0)
+4 Pick Pocket (1,0,0)
+1 Profession: Apothecary (1,0,0)
+4 Read Lips (2,0,0)
+3 Scry (0,1,0)
+5 Search (0,0,3)
+2 Sense Motive (2,0,0)
+5 Tumble (2,0,0)
+5 Use Magic Device (2,0,0)
+7 Listen (2,0,3)
+5 Spot (2,0,3)
Feats
1. Trustworthy (Song and Silence;pg40 - Others feel comfortable telling you their secrets. +2 bonus on all Diplomacy and Gather Information checks.)
2. Improved Initiative (+4)
Halfling Traits
- +2 racial bonus on Climb, Jump, & Move Silently checks
- Small = +1 size bonus on attack rolls and +4 size bonus on Hide checks; carrying limits are three-quarters of those of Medium-size characters.
- +1 racial bonus on all saving throws
- +2 morale bonus on saving throws against fear (stacks with their +1 racial bonus for saving throws)
- +1 racial attack bonus with a thrown weapon
- +2 racial bonus on Listen checks
Rogue Abilities
-Proficient with these weapons: crossbow (hand, light, heavy), dagger (all), dart, mace (light & heavy), sap, shortbow (normal and composite), short sword, club, Morningstar, quarterstaff, and rapier.
-Proficient with light armor - no shields
-Sneak Attack (the ability to do extra damage if an opponent is caught unable to defend himself) +1d6
-Traps (use Search skill to locate traps with a DC of 20+)
Sorcerer Abilities
-Simple Weapon Proficiency only
-Bonus spells based on Charisma
Spells Per Day 5|4
Spells Known
0th- Light, Open/Close, Detect Magic, Read Magic
1st- Chill Touch, Identify
Diety: Baccob & Yondalla (though she's somewhat of a secret follower of Vecna. Except for Vecna being Neutral Evil and a disgusting lich, she likes the idea of a god of secrets & tends to give him his due.) She worships all three fairly evenly, but keeps the third one a secret!
Left handed
Tantris grew up in the city of Lainmadigh, near the vast Elven forests. As the saying goes, "All things Elven pass through Lainmadigh." The city is mainly a halfling outpost & quite proud of the fact that they are the glue that binds the elves and the humans together. Her family has lived in the area for quite a number of generations now, and they seemed quite content to stay settled down. She grew up in a large family, surrounded by a large extended family, and knew a great number of people in her city. Her parents are diplomats of some note. While Tani's brothers are following in their parents footsteps, Tani took to working in her aunt's apothecary shop. Occasionally her cousin Mictian would stop by for a visit, although normally he was very busy with his studies. When he had the time, he would often accompany Tani and their friends for a night on the town. At the age of sixteen Tani met a young man & 'fell in love.' He wasn't someone her family approved of and he introduced her to the seedier side of city life.
While her love didn't last, the connections she formed through him did, and she became an informer for a certain faction of the Underground. She would also occasionally sell information to the guard. She was careful in what she would reveal, as she didn't want anyone to actually get hurt, at least anyone who didn't really deserve it. She would glean facts overheard at home of people in positions of power. The majority of the time though, people would simply tell her things and she would put two and two together. People always seemed to tell her things. Her friends usually came to her for advice. She never betrayed anyone in her family or anyone in her immediate circle of friends. She enjoyed working for her aunt, but never really put in the effort of learning that she could have. Instead, she spent her youth partying and goofing off with her friends down at the Market Place. Then, a year ago, everything went horribly wrong in her neatly self-ordered world. She'd begun having nightmares and getting headaches, but just put it down to the late nights out. Then one day, after spending the late afternoon and early evening at the edges of the forest with her friends, she was wishing for more light & began, just as a goof, to pretend to cast a spell of light. She'd been fingering a piece of dimly glowing moss & with a strange gesture of her fingers, she flung the moss at her friend Kless. She started to say some nonsense words, except that there was a strange whooshing sound inside of her head & the words seemed, just for a moment, to make sense. Then her friend lit up in the weirdest green glow that lasted for a good ten minutes. Thankfully, he'd stopped glowing before we got back into town, but it sure scared and surprised most of us. Jacki wasn't surprised, but he had drunk so much ale that he thought everything was funny at that point. He would point at Kless and just laugh and laugh. That was the beginning of the end for Tani. Her family immediately got her a tutor, and her cousin even helped to teach her about the new powers that have suddenly awakened in her. She seemed to have problems with every spell, at least initially. Her Open/Close spell, instead of opening the door to the kitchen, opened the lids on all of the pots and pans instead. It also opened all the food jars and even ruined the pot of vegetables Mother was trying to pickle. The Magic Missile spell was every color but that of fire. Once it was even a lurid purple, and every time she cast it her hair would rise up and dance about her head with static electricity. She had the ozone smell thing worked out though & she should have the color under control soon, but she didn't know what to do about her hair! Unfortunately, she wasn't the only one affected by her attempts to gain control over her blossoming powers. Her family often found themselves lit up at odd times, or doors would open or close in their faces. Once she even ruined dinner by casting Chill Touch on it, after it was set on the table. The roasted chicken actually flopped around as if it were suddenly alive again & for a second seemed almost ready to leap up and run away before resuming its previously unmoving state. The family stared in disbelief & no one would eat the thing after that. After she inadvertently cast a Read Magic spell on a document Mother was reading over for an important negotiation and discovered that there was actually stuff to read, well, the entire clan got together for a Clan Meeting. It was decided that it might be best if Tani were to go off adventuring for awhile. She would be able to grow in her powers and in her self-control. It was suggested she should be gone at least several years, and that she should have complete control over her powers by the time she returns. While seeming like an Exile, Tani has always had a curious nature and sees this as an opportunity. She seeks to gain knowledge and experience while returning with great personal wealth and fame. Maybe then she can return and take a place of authority and respect within the family, making them proud of her. She was given a grand going away party, where she received a war pony as a parting gift. Her Father thought it a smart idea to have a little protection for his little girl. She treats the war pony as a giant pet & baggage carrier. His name is Faithful. She also learned that her cousin Mictian would be going with her. She realizes that he's probably being sent along with the agreement of sending back regular reports or some such. It doesn't bother her because they've always gotten along rather well and he can continue to help her out with her powers. Besides, there is a great comfort in not having to leave home all alone.
Having worked for the Underground, Tani has developed quite the knack of dealing with people. She's sure her family connections are the reason she & Mictian were hired on as caravan guards. She quickly made friends with the other guards also hired to trek their way through the never ending plains. Whenever there is trouble, she is quick to locate & stand behind Ranger & Geral. She's aware that she's not very strong & is more than willing to be protected by those stronger than herself. She's spends an enormous amount of time listening to Peregrin & loves to hear him come up with an impromptu rhyme. At the beginning of the trip, they snuck into the stores and stole a bottle of the merchants' finest wine, sneaking out of the camp to get rip roaring drunk. By the time the night was over they were good friends, telling jokes and trading jests over family foibles. The fact that they were never caught only increased their friendship, giving them a secret to share.
Tani, along with her companions, have explored an abandoned Keep and defeated the monsters living inside. She is currently on her way to Bri Ili, guarding Jonathan from worgs and other such dangers of the wilderness. Her skills in searching for hidden or secret doorways and spotting things from a distance has improved, as has her hearing and her lock picking abilities.
Tani is very outgoing and friendly. She loves to chat & meet new people. She is a consummate flirt, but has strict rules about whom she flirts with. She may do a little harmless flirting or teasing with the others in her group, but she would never actually have a romantic relationship with them. She wouldn't inflict those types of problems on a group. She loves the city life and places that are full of people. The hustle and bustle of the market place causes her blood to tingle and her pulse to race. She isn't one for being 'quiet and contemplative.' She is secretly afraid of failing or letting down all of her friends and loved ones. Thus she uses her outgoing nature to cover up this fact. She has a strong personal code & believes in personal honor and loyalty to one's comrades. She is fascinated by new things and can't resist a good challenge. If someone says that no one has ever made it there & back again, she's liable to try it just to prove them wrong! Her strong personal code extends to her belief that those who are close friends will treat her the same way she will treat them. It would never occur to her that they could be disloyal.
Tani wears a calf length green leather skirt. Around the hem is Celtic knotwork embroidered in silver colored thread. There is a slit up the left side of the skirt, almost all the way to her thigh. Her tight black jerkin has green leather lacing. At the end of each of the laces is a malachite bead. (The malachite matches her striking eyes.) Her light tan top is long sleeved, but billowy and loose, and hangs off the shoulders in a rather fetching manner. The sleeves come in and are tight around the wrists. Her hair is always done in some sort of braid, but usually a five way French braid or a herringbone. Wisps of curls are always escaping though, to curl about her face. She has a long neck, long delicate fingers, is slight of frame, and a little busty. She has a heart shaped face with laugh lines around her mouth and eyes. Dark sooty lashes frame her exotically shaped emerald green eyes. She knows how her eyes look and takes full advantage of looking up at others coyly through her thick lashes. Her dark brown leather boots run mid-way up her calves. There is two inch fringe around the top of the boots. She often has various things braided into her hair, beads, feathers, pretty embroidery threads or ribbons. Brightly dyed blue and red braided leather wrap around her wrist like bracelets. When it is windy or rainy, she wears a charcoal grey cloak with a hood. There are several pockets sewn into the lining of this cloak. She wears a silvery chain around her neck, from which is suspended an emerald pendent shaped like a leaf, a valued gift from a new friend.
Special
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Faithful
War Pony
Medium size Animal
Speed 40ft
HP 13
AC 13
Init +1
Saves: +5 Fort, +4 Ref, +0 Will
Attacks: 2 hooves, +3 melee, 1d3+2 damage
SQ: Scent
Skills: +5 Listen, +5 Spot
Can carry 100/200/300 lbs (light/medium/heavy)
Equipment:
Riding Saddle
2 Saddlebags
Bit & Bridle
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Explorer's Outfit (worn, 4wt) free @ 1st level
Belt Pouch (worn, 2.25wt) 1gp
Short Sword - 8gp (belt right, 2.5wt)
Dagger (belt front, 1wt) 2gp
Spell Component Pouch (belt, .75wt) 5gp
Light Crossbow, Masterwork (right shoulder, 6wt) 335gp
Quiver, 20 bolts (left shoulder, 2wt) 2gp
Backpack (center back, .5wt) 2gp
Dagger, silver (right boot, hidden inside special pocket, 1wt) 10gp
Flint & Steel (backpack, -wt) 1gp
1 flask - green/yellow slime liquid (belt pouch, -wt)
Smokesticks, two (backpack, -wt) 40gp
Scroll with 3 unknown spells: 190gp (backpack, -wt)
Healing salve, 1d8/full-round action (belt pouch, -wt)
Antitoxin vial (belt pouch, -wt) 50gp
Alchemist's fire flask (belt pouch, -wt) 20
1 bell necessary for spell component (spell component pouch, -wt) 55gp
Group Coins - 2gp, 3sp (left saddlebag, -wt)
War Pony 100gp
Bit & Bridle (on pony, 1wt.) 2gp
Riding Saddle (on pony, 25wt) 10gp
Saddlebag (right side of saddle, 8wt) 4gp
Saddlebag (left side of saddle, 8wt) 4gp
Waterskin- water (attached to saddle, 1wt) 1gp
Oil, 1-pint flask (saddlebag, 1wt) 1sp
Bedroll (back of saddle, 1.25wt) 1sp
Sap - 1gp (back of saddle, 2.5wt)
2 Sunrods (saddlebag, ?wt) 4gp
Trail Rations- 5 days (saddlebag, 1.25wt) 5gp
Thieves Tools, masterworks (saddlebag, 2wt) 100gp
Case, map or scroll (saddlebag, .5wt) 1gp
Parchment (inside case, 9wt.) 2sp
Parchment, faded old map of Gilhara (inside case, -wt)
Sack (attached to saddle, .8wt) 1sp
Rope, 50' silk (in saddlebag, 5wt) 10gp
Double sided clothes (SoS;pg 53, in saddlebag, 2wt) 50gp
Bag of marbles, 24 count (saddlebag, -wt) 1gp
1 piece of soap (saddlebag, -wt)
5 pieces of perfumed soap (Bri Ili) (saddlebag, -wt) 10gp
Grappling Hook (saddlebag, 4wt)
Artisan's Tools, Gemcutting (saddlebag, 5wt)
2 Silk wall hangings (saddlebag, 0.5wt) 10gp
Small steel mirror (saddlebag, 0.5wt)
Leather case, holds parchments, map, 2 vials/1 smoke filled (saddlebag, .5wt)
Small bag of Ivory dust (saddlebag, -wt)
Coins- 3pp, 26gp, 28sp, 3cp (pouch, 1wt)
1 piece of chalk (pouch, -wt)
Small piece of jade (pouch, -wt) 3gp
Small onyx (pouch, -wt) 4gp
Jade comb (pouch, -wt) 5gp
4 small chuncks of Ivory (with gemcutting tools, -wt)
Malachite - 20gp (jerkin, -wt)
aquamarine dolphin - 380gp (belt pouch, -wt)
XP Earned:
1250 - adventure through Keep
250 - role play
150 - role play at Gilhara
100 - remember group/including Jonathan/role play Varl
500 - battle, worg
300 - cont. posting/wagon
200 - cont. posting 6/10/03
[ June 10, 2003, 07:24 AM: Message edited by: Akavasha D'Morney ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on February 26, 2003, 10:20 PM:
Ranger sleeps late, very late. When he finally awakens he washes up and then pulls on his clothing and armor, noting any spots that need repair.
Once the blood, dirt, and dust are washed away Ranger feels almost human again. A few cuts and bruises still throb painfully and his muscles seem weak and ache whenever he moves too much, but otherwise he is ready to continue the journey to Bri Ili.
Assuming anyone is still around, Ranger sits with them and nods a quick good morning to each. After a quick meal he looks for a merchant who can sell him another three or four days worth of iron rations. Otherwise, he is ready to leave whenever Jonathon is ready.
[ February 26, 2003, 10:20 PM: Message edited by: griffin27 ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on February 26, 2003, 11:27 PM:
Having finished his normal morning meditation and katas Geral has been waiting for the others patiently all morning. Finally, Ranger appears, "You look like you're feeling a bit better this morning Ranger. Have you regained your strength for our journeys beginning today?" Geral pours himself another cup of tea. "Would you like some? It is quite refreshing and will revitalize your chi."
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on February 27, 2003, 06:19 AM:
Ranger isn't sure what 'key' Geral is talking about but shrugs and replies, "a bit better, thanks. And sure, I'll try anything at this point."
To his surprise the tea is both delicious and refreshing. Ranger sips it in silence before asking, "where are the halflings? Have you seen them this morning?"
(ooc... is chi pronounced like key? I can never remember.)
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on February 27, 2003, 07:04 AM:
I'll edit mine as soon as I can. In the mean time here's the old one:
Mictian the Polyglot
Player: Amos
Male Halfling Rog/Wiz lvl 1/2
Chaotic Good
Experience: 3000
Rolls: Mictian
Str 10 (+0) .. 4pts (-2 race)
Dex 18 (+4) ..10pts (+2 race)
Con 14 (+2) .. 6pts
Int 16 (+3) ..10pts
Wis 08 (-1) .. 0pts
Cha 08 (-1) .. 0pts
Hit Points 1d6+1d4+4=1d4=2 = 16
AC 17 (+4 dex, +2 armor, +1 size)
Init +4 (+4 dex)
BAB +1
Speed 20 (base 20, light load 23.5/24.75, light armor)
Fort +3, Ref +7, Will +3
+1 Melee, dagger, 1d4, 19-20/x2
+6(7) Ranged, dagger, 1d4(+1), 19-20/x2, 10'r (PBS)
+5(6) Ranged, light crossbow, 1d8(+1), 19-20/x2, 80'r (PBS)
Small, 3'2" tall, 34 wt, 23 yrs old
Blond hair, Green eyes
Speaks Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Goblin, Orc, Draconic, Giant, Celestial,
Abyssal, Infernal, Sylvan and Elven
Skills: (44 rogue, 10 wizard)
+12 Hide (4,0)
+10 Move Silently (4,0)
+8 Tumble (4,0)
+8 Appraise (4,0)+1
+7 Craft {Bookmaking} (4,0)
+7 Search (4,0)
+8 Spellcraft (0,4)+1
+6 Escape Artist (2,0)
+5 Ride (1cc,0)
+4 Knowledge {Arcana} (0,1)
+3 Listen (2,0)
Speak Language (7cc,0)
+6 Alchemy (3)
Feats
-Point Blank Shot
-Scribe Scroll
-Create wondrous itmes
Halfling Traits:
-+2 Dex, -2 Str
-+1 Size to AC, Attacks
-+4 Size to Hide
-+2 Climb, Jump, Move Silently, Listen
-+1 to all Saves
-+2 (additional) vs. fear
-+1 with thrown weapons
-Favored class is rogue
Rogue Abilities
-Sneak Attack +1d6
Wizard Abilities
-Wizard Spells
-Summon Familiar
-Scrobe Scroll
Spells Prepared 4/2
0th- Detect Magic, Flare, Resistance, Read magic
1st- True strike, Summon monster
Spellbook
0th- All cantrips
1st- Change Self, Identify, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, Shield, Silent Image,
Sleep, Spider Climb, True strike, Summon monster
The fourth child of seven, Mictian was born to a family of adventurers. His father and mother formed, along with Bartlebendok Gnolanderus, the illustious gnomish illusionist (whom Mictian knows as "Uncle Bart"), the core of the group known as the "Rabid Mice". All of his brothers and sisters, with the exception of Oliver (the-second eldest male), are adventurers. The family holds a reunion every five years at Midsummer's Fest (or whatever), a massive gathering as only halflings can host.
As a child Mictian was fascinated with Uncle Bart's "magic", and from him received the majority of his education, including his proficiency with languages. When he came of age, Mictian left his community to further his studies with others who followed the arcane arts. This transition was eased for Mictian by the presence of his cousin Tana, a familiar face in an overly large city. Tana has recently been compelled to travel, however, and at the urgings of his trainers Mictian was glad to accompany her.
Mictian is small, excitable, friendly, talkative, and obnoxious. His blond topknot is never quite straight, there's almost always a buckle loose on his leather armor, and he seems almost vapid at times. When his attention is focused, however, his clear blue eyes rapidly absorb information, devoted to the task at hand. He has a few daggers visible on his person, a crossbow on his back, and a smile on his face. He is rarely seen without his dog, Sargon, at his side.
Special
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Sargon
Riding Dog
Medium size Animal
Speed 40ft
HP 13
AC 16
Init +2
Saves: +5 Fort, +5 Ref, +1 Will
Attacks: Bite +3 melee for 1d6+3 damage
SQ: Scent
Skills: +5 Listen, +5 Spot, +5 Swim, +1 Wilderness Lore
Can carry 100/200/300 lbs (light/medium/heavy)
Equipment:
Riding Saddle (worn, 25wt) 10gp
Saddlebags (saddle, 8wt) 4gp
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Leather Armor (worn, 7.5wt) 10gp
Dagger (belt left, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (belt right, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (belt rear, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot left, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot right inside, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot right outside, 1wt) 2gp
Belt pouch (belt left, -wt) 1gp
Spell Component Pouch (belt right, -wt) 5gp
Light Crossbow (right shoulder, 6wt) 35gp
Bolt Quiver, 16 bolts (left shoulder, 2wt) 2gp
Backpack (center back, 0.5wt) 2gp
Bedroll (saddlebags, 1.25wt) 1sp
Everburning Torch (saddlebags, 1wt) 90gp
Trail Rations- 14 days (saddlebags, 3.5wt) 7gp
4 Daggers (saddlebags, 4wt) 8gp
4 Potions of Cure Light Wounds (saddlebags, -wt) Free
Spellbook (saddlebags, 0.75wt) Free
Coins- 3pp, 83gp, 19sp, 3cp (saddlebags, 1.5wt)
1 comb (pouch, -wt)
1 set of 3 darts (pouch, 1.5wt)
1 piece of soap (pouch, -wt)
Scroll of Burning Hands (pouch, -wt) 25gp
Scroll of Ray of Enfeeblement (pouch, -wt) 25gp
Scroll of see invisibility
2 unidentified scrolls
400gp used to write spells in book
[ March 27, 2003, 09:29 AM: Message edited by: amos ]
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on February 27, 2003, 07:13 AM:
While Ranger and Geral get up nice and early Mictian continues to snore peacfuly, dreaming of piles of hamsters.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on February 27, 2003, 08:10 AM:
(OOC: Remember Tani is trying to set up an information network and possible future business...Griffin: I don't have much treasure. I divvied up the first coins I found & haven't with the stuff found on the second floor. Tani asked everyone what they thought of having a company 'money-pool' to replace what we first use, then separate the rest between us. Since no one answered her (probably due to being stuck in the middle of a long post - sorry) she will bring it back up when she catches up with everyone, either at the tavern or on the road.)
From the Keep to the Tavern:
"Hey guys, do you think we've done anything Now that will help lend us a name for our company? We could be the Ivory Wolves, or the White Wolves. How about The Spider Company? We could all get these really scary looking spider tattoos on our faces. Or maybe not," I hastily add as I notice Perry becoming agitated. "What about Dagger's Edge or Venom's Bite. Hey, Serpent's Coils sounds pretty good. Oh, I know we didn't encounter any snakes, but it is just a matter of time, right? Oh, maybe that slimy worm thing counts. That was scary! We could just use our names; Mictian's Maniacs, Perry's Pernicious Adventurers, Geral's Grim Reapers, Ranger's Roving Wolves, or Tantris's Savage Troop. I rather like that last one. Actually, forget about The Ivory Wolves. Wouldn't that sound better as a bookshop? The Ivory Wolf, catchy, though it sounds more like a tavern or fancy inn." (It's obvious Tani is no good at this, but her enthusiasm is sincere. It would also seem that her penchant for chatter has returned now that the group is no longer skulking about in an old abandoned Keep.)
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"Great Yondalla! I've overslept!" Quickly I jump up and hurry to get dressed and cleaned up. I can't believe I slept in so late. I wish I could have found Varl earlier this morning!
Once my gear is back with the caravan and everything is set, I quickly run over to Varl's Wondrous Emporium of all Things Mundane and Fantastic. It seems I've known Varl much longer than the 12 hours I actually have as I sweep into his Shop like a long lost friend.
"Surprise!" I'm delighted and strangely touched by the surprise and gladness I see in his expression. "I'll bet you and Thalin decided last night that you'd never see us again, didn't you." I can't help but needle him a little, enjoying myself thoroughly. "And yes, we did get into the Keep and..." I can't help but draw out the suspense a little.
"...and I brought you back a little something." I place a flask on the counter before him with a flourish. "We're leaving in about four hours, which really doesn't give you much time to find out what this is." I give him an apologetic look and shrug my shoulder, letting him know I have no control over what time the caravan leaves.
"You wouldn't believe some of the noxious and nasty things living down there. It definitely isn't safe!" I share with Varl the daring tale of our adventure, leaving out any mention of treasure. I also leave him with the impression that there are still any number of wild and dangerous animals still occupying the Keep. I do show him a little of the wolf dust and a small piece of the remains. (I don't show him everything, just a small piece!) "I also think, the next time a cleric comes to town, that someone should help put that poor lady down there to a decent rest. We didn't disturb her. And I locked the trapdoor back up, in case anyone else went wandering around up there."
"So, what do you think it could be? I hope it isn't anything horrible since I actually got a little bit of it on me. Burned." I look down at the place on my wrist where a drop had splattered, reassuring myself that it's still okay. "You wouldn't believe the size of the thing that's living in it!" We left it down there, so it's going to really, really stink when it starts to decay. I hope that won't ruin whatever the pool is made of. I'm certainly not telling anyone it's dead though. If the liquid turns out to be worth something, we'd definitely want a portion of it!
"By the way, we are going to Bri Ili next. If I find a caravan headed back in this direction, do you want me to have him bring anything in particular for you or your shop, besides soap?" I laugh with him on that last part since I bought almost all of his soap.
"You said something earlier about hearing rumors of people getting ambushed between here and Bri Ili. Can you tell me anything more specific?"
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on February 27, 2003, 08:30 AM:
(ooc... don't you have some quilting to do Akavasha? ![[Evil Smirk]](graemlins/Up_to.gif)
)
After breakfast Ranger goes to buy some extra rations. He then goes to the meeting point and helps out with the wagon train as best he can.
When the others arrive he listens patiently as Tani goes on and on and on. Leaning over to Geral he whispers jokingly, "I can't believe such a little thing can make so much noise."
Assuming Tani pauses to take a breath Ranger adds that he likes the Ivory Wolves, for either a group name or a bookstore.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on February 27, 2003, 09:54 AM:
The first to rise, Geral is greeted with a cool morning, though it is easy to tell that it will be getting much warmer as the day goes on, as he goes about his morning routine, ending with a nice cup of tea as he waits for the others.
Next up is Ranger who still feels a little stiff from the battles the previous night, but is looking much better after getting cleaned up, and joins Geral for tea before heading over to the tavern to get breakfast, then to the general store to buy some more rations. Varl appears to be very glad to see him, and is more than willing to see him the rations he desires, even going so far as to sell them to him at half the normal price. (ooc: 1gp would get you the 4 days worth.)
As he's leaving Varl's store, he meets Tani apparently in a hurry to get to the store this morning, saying something about having overslept. She rushes in and greets Varl, who attempts to return her enthusiasm, but only manages to run himself out of breath in greetings.
After she calms down enough to start her story, it's easy to tell she has his undivided attention, as he merely replies with the occasional, "yes", "oh, really?", and "that's fascinating." As soon as she lets him get in a word, he says, "Yes, yes, I am most certainly happy to see you alive and well. Thalin thought you'd all be dead by now, but I told him, 'They're more resourceful than you think', you should go see him, he'll be pleasantly surprised, atleast until he remembers that he'll owe me a good drink," ending that with a sly wink.
Upon hearing that she did, indeed, acquire some alien slime, he looks a little surprised, then launches into his own little tirade, "Fabulous, that's absolutely wonderful, such a superlative job you've done. Yes, I'll get to this right away, if you stop back just before you leave, I should be able to give you the verdict on its usefulness to me. In the meantime, this should cover atleast the troubles you went through to get it," as he hands you the aquamarine dolphin, going back to the flask, "this is excellent, if it's actually worth more to me, I'll be sure to have something when you stop back."
He kind of trails off, obviously more interested in his examination of the liquid, than carrying on further conversation. He ends with, "Yes, some bad rumors, would you mind if I told you about them after checking this out? I want to see if this glorious liquid will be useful in my experiments. Oh, here, your martial friend stopped by a little earlier and bought some rations, he looked a little sore, this balm should help him out some with that, just have him spread it over the wounds." With that, he hands you a small vial of a strange looking substance, and then heads towards the back room, saying, "Please stop by before you leave, I should be done by then."
Meanwhile, Ranger starts helping Jonathan get things together and ready to go for their journey, hooking up the wagon, and making sure the horses are fed and watered. Jonathan thanks him for the help, and tells him, "Go ahead and get some rest, it's not likely to stay this cool for the whole day, and we have a while before we need to head out. I want to get the edge of the hills today, so we wo't be camping out in the woods this evening. There've been some disturbing rumors about merchants getting ambushed in the woods of late, so I want to spend as little time in them as possible."
(ooc: Caravan probably isn't the best word to describe it, as there's really only the one wagon, since Jonathan doesn't do volume trading.)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on February 27, 2003, 10:37 AM:
(OoC: What was the actual divied up amount? I didn't write any of it down... ![[Blush]](graemlins/blush.gif)
)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on February 27, 2003, 10:41 AM:
(ooc... I don't know if I have it down either. Was any divvied up before I took over?)
Ranger takes Jonathon's suggestion and after harnessing the last horse he lies down in the shade of some nearby trees.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on February 27, 2003, 10:53 AM:
(OOC: Aidan: There may only be one wagon, but 'caravan' sounds so much more important. Shh, Griffin, I'm not really here. Looks furtively about for husband or other family members, continues frantically typing!)
At Varl's Wondrous Emporium of all Things Mundane and Fantastic:
I gasp in wonder as Varl hands me the aquamarine dolphin. "Oh, it's beautiful!" Things are quiet for a few minutes as we both examine our discoveries before I recall myself and ask about any rumors he's heard. I slip the dolphin into my pouch, adding it into my gem collection later.
"I'll be back in a few hours then. Have fun!" I dance out of the store and make my way over to the tavern for breakfast. If any of the others are there I will have breakfast with them.
[ February 27, 2003, 12:26 PM: Message edited by: Akavasha D'Morney ]
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on February 27, 2003, 12:23 PM:
(ooc: uhhh, it's going so fast.)
Mictian gets up with a start and looks out his window. "Aaahh! I over slept!" He quickly looks around and notices everyone gone. He then leaps out of bed, huridly gets dressed and rushes through aquick breakfast. If he meets Tani he sits down with her for breakfast, exchanging pleasentries and telling her about his wierd dream about hamsters.
When they're done he goes out to see if he can help Ranger. When he sees him under the tree he decides to head twords Varl's shop.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on February 28, 2003, 09:59 AM:
When Mictian gets to Varl's shop, he finds a simple sign stating, "Temporarily closed, please return after midday."
On her way to the tavern, Tani spots Ranger resting in the shade of one of the larger trees in town.
OOC
Feel free to post anything you want for the morning, whenever you're ready to move on, just say so. I'd like to let HIV have a chance to post something for Perry in the morning before I move to the return to Varl's, and leaving town.
As far as splitting treasure and such, I'll leave that to you guys, I just put a summary of everything you got in one of the last messages on the previous thread. You guys might want to get that before the thread gets locked and deleted ![[Smile]](smile.gif)
.
griffin: before I forget again, I don't count the clothing you're actually wearing against carrying load, but it might matter if someone else has to carry you, or for teleportation spells.
[ February 28, 2003, 10:40 AM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on February 28, 2003, 09:02 PM:
(OOC: I'm letting time pass by so that Perry sleeps late. How did you think he handled getting drunk? ![[cloud9]](graemlins/cloud9.gif)
)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 01, 2003, 12:10 AM:
(ooc... other than coinage and a few knick knacks, I only remember the two longswords. We should sell those here in this town.)
Ranger actually dozes for a bit and when he awakens he is refreshed and ready to go.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 01, 2003, 10:08 AM:
(OOC: Concerning Treasure found in Keep
11 & 4 pp = 15pp
34 & 10gp = 44gp
59sp
10cp
- two longswords, fairly poor condition
- One leather tube with metal caps on end; contains a parchment with arcane writing. (Possibly a spell)
-One leather map or scroll case with several parchments and a possible map, written in Elvish; two vials, one empty and one filled with grey smoke?
I'm not sure how much coinage was in the pouch found locked inside the desk drawer in the room on the far eastern side. I've gone through the entire previous thread and this is all I can find on it:
quote:
Tani galnces in the pouch she found in the drawer, and sees that it contains a few coins of various denominations.
I could have missed it though.
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![[Confused]](confused.gif)
- Tani asked earlier how you guys wanted to handle the money we found in the Keep. Essentially, it was suggested that we use any money we find to replace anything we've used up, such as healing draughts, before splitting what is left afterwards. What do you guys think?)
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 01, 2003, 03:52 PM:
quote:
Originally posted by Akavasha D'Morney:
- Tani asked earlier how you guys wanted to handle the money we found in the Keep. Essentially, it was suggested that we use any money we find to replace anything we've used up, such as healing draughts, before splitting what is left afterwards. What do you guys think?)
I, HIV, think your suggestion of a party gold pool to be a good one. Split it one extra way for healing/group enhancement items.
Perry, on the other hand, doesn't care. If Perry trusts a party member, then giving them gold keeps them alive, which, in turn, keeps him alive. If, on the other hand, he doesn't trust them, well, then they're a walking bag of gold whose sole purpose is to protect him from vermin, and to give him money.
That's why I didn't reply, there was no polite way for Perry to say so.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 01, 2003, 03:58 PM:
(OOC: ![[Frown]](frown.gif)
Did Perry forget the bottle of wine we stole from Jonathan and drank in secret? And it was one of his best bottles too. Well, next time you can steal the bottle ![[Razz]](tongue.gif)
)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 01, 2003, 11:19 PM:
Ranger is fine with the suggested split.
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 02, 2003, 05:28 AM:
Even though mictian still has most of his healing potions he agrees that the party should restock.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 03, 2003, 10:04 AM:
Breakfast is delicious and I eat enough for a large human, packing the food away into goddess knows where. "Oh, hey, I thought you might have better luck deciphering this than I would." I hand over the leather case with the metal cap ends. "It holds the parchment with arcane writings on it, though I'm not sure it would be the smartest thing to pull it out here." I could probably figure out what it says by using a magical reading spell (ooc: Read Magic), but this will help keep Mic occupied. He's always happiest when working on something magical.
"Hey, I'll catch up with you a little bit later. I'm going to run over to Thalin's and surprise him." Stuffing one last piece of sausage into my mouth and slipping an extra loaf of bread into my pocket, I skip out of The Broken Tankard and over to where Thalin's blacksmith shop is located.
Move Silently = {12}
I poke my head into the main room of the smithy. Spotting Thalin, I try to sneak up on him, surprising him by tapping him on the opposite shoulder of the one I'm standing behind. If he turns, startled, and looks in the wrong direction, the look on his face causes me to giggle. "Surprise," I call out.
"We made it. And I hear someone owes a certain merchant a drink." I give Thalin a wink, laughing anew at the consternation on his face at being reminded of the debt.
"I came to purchase a few things. I don't have much, but I have enough to buy some replacement arrows, a sap, and a rapier, if you have them. (ooc: I'm using my money, not anything we discovered from the Keep.) I need four bolts for my light crossbow."
While he's finding the items I will fill him in on essentially the same things I told Varl. "It's all locked back up and I definitely would not recommend letting just anyone wander around up there. I think we found your lady adventurer. I'm sorry," I tell him, "she didn't look to have died an easy death. We left her alone, out of respect. Somehow, it just didn't seem right to disturb her. Perhaps a priest could put her to rest." Speaking of priests reminds me that there are no temples in this town.
"I noticed there isn't a temple of any kind here. Do you guys have a cleric here in town or do you have to wait for a circuit priest to travel around? I was just wondering what the chances were of purchasing a healing draught or two." If told such things are not available, I will simply heave a sigh and let the matter drop.
(OOC: Aidan: If the items are available and you okay their purchase, I will deduct the gp & add the new items to my PC sheet.)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 03, 2003, 11:33 AM:
Geral stays in the inn and rests, preparing for the next leg of their trip.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 03, 2003, 08:27 PM:
OOC Post
quote:
Originally posted by griffin27:
(ooc... is chi pronounced like key? I can never remember.)
Chi is pronounced chee, like cheetoes or chi-chi's or cheese. Chi and ki mean the same thing, as do soul, spirit, Center. More names are gift, Han, force. Essentially they speak of the flowing enrgy that is created by living matter, that pervades though every object in the universe. Not that you won't get arguments from people who will be nit-picky (like me, I'm liable to argue against this in about 5 pages). I find it easiest to and :nod:
Aka:
Perry was too drunk to taste it ![[Wink]](wink.gif)
besides, I'm not exactly sure what you mean by that. I stated what Perry believes. I did not state any actual relationships.
Also, you might want to review your rogue entry, last I checked my PHB, rapier was on the list for Medium rouges only. Srry, it's racial discrimination, but you won't change it. besides, Raipier a two-handed weapon for you, so you couldn't finesse it anyway.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 03, 2003, 11:40 PM:
OOC
(Well, let's see if I can get caught up on everything now... looks like it's mostly ooc stuff. I'll put story stuff in a seperate post since this is getting kind of long.)
Everyone: If you want to eat breakfast, and aren't eating rations you already have, it'll cost you 3cp at the tavern for a basic, nutritious meal. There aren't really any other choices for food there though.
HIV: Letting Perry sleep in is fine, just wanted to check .
Akavasha: The bag of coins was 8gp, 9sp, 5cp, you probably missed it because I wrote it in an OOC block. You also got the tube contents reversed, but that's not terribly important.
Griffin: You never said how many rations you wanted to get (4 days worth is 1gp). Also, you might want to get some more torches, as you've only got a half torch left.
Everyone redux:
Here's what you guys picked up again,
Group:
15pp, 52gp, 68sp, 15cp (split 5 ways that's 3pp, 10gp, 13sp, 3cp each with 2gp, 3sp left over)
2 longswords
An empty vial
A vial with a smoky grey liquid
A map and notes in a language that looks similar to elven
The tube the vials and map were in.
A scrollcase with an arcane scroll.
Tani:
3 flasks of slightly acidic yellow-green liquid
4 small chunks of Ivory
A faded map of the Gilhara area
You guys haven't actually decided how to split the money, I just listed the even split for reference. You also haven't said what you're doing with the swords, though Ranger suggested selling them here.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 04, 2003, 12:14 AM:
Tani leaves the arcane scroll with Mictian for him to figure out, and heads over to Thalin's smithy while her cousin attempts to puzzle out the strange writings. He easily discerns that there are, in fact, three spells scribed upon the scroll, but has to spend some time attempting to identify them. (Roll 3 spellcrafts, 1 for each spell, I'll give results then)
As she enters the smithy, Tani tries to be as quiet as possible, sneaking up on the unsuspecting dwarf. Tapping on his shoulder causes Thalin to jump a bit, surprised to have any visitors at this point in the day, he nearly drops the horseshoe he's working on. He cries out, "What the...", then turns to meet Tani's mischevious grin. Shaking his head a bit he quenches the shoe and turns to face her, wiping his dirty hands on his apron. He then replies, "Oh aye, 'surprise' indeed, could've burnt my foot off if I'd dropped that. Well, I suppose no harm done, but you should be more careful in the future."
At the mention of his bet, he grins a little, "Hah, I figured you guys would get out of there alive, there were enough of you. I was just looking for a way to get that old coot to try some proper drink, should be an amusing sight. But don't you go telling him that, it'll be better to let him think he won fair and square."
"I bet you came here for more than just that though, what can I get you?" As he listens to Tani's requests, he starts busying himself gather what she asks for. "Well, bolts are easy enough, and I've got a sap around here somewhere, " as he goes digging through a box of things, tossing the odd horseshoe out as he mumbles, "No where did that darn thing go to... Ah there it is."
"Sorry I can't really help you with a rapier right now, I could make one, but I hear you're leaving town later today, so that probably wouldn't help you. Besides, wouldn't that be a bit large for you? I do have a shortsword you're welcome to though, would probably fit someone like you a bit better."
He listens to the explanation of the state of the keep, nodding occasionally. "Ah, well, I'll let the next priestly type that heads through here in on that. Though if it's not safe as you say, I doubt they'll be too inclined to go down there."
To her comment on the lack of a temple he states, "Nope, no temple here, guess we're not important enough, or big enough, to warrant the manpower. Most of the major churches only have a limited number of priests, and don't send them places they're not needed very often. We only have that shrine to the Travelling god near the edge of town, thanks to the cleric that wanders through here occasionally."
"Can't say that I know of any healing draughts around here. Varl might have one or two, but I wouldn't count on it. That and he's probably got them mixed in with all the other random things he sells over there, most likely wouldn't know which ones are which if you asked him. He does make some salves though that serve the same sort of purpose, not quite as quick, but just as effective. I'm sure you could get some of that out of him."
"Well, I should get back to my work, the sap'll be 1gp, and I'll toss in the bolts for free. If you want the shortsword, you can have that for 8 gold. Just let me know if there's anything else you'd like."
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 04, 2003, 07:05 AM:
(ooc... just housekeeping stuff right now. Added the share of coins to Ranger. Didn't take anything else. Yes, Ranger did buy the rations. He also paid for breakfast at the inn. Bought some torches too. Didn't realize any had been used except the one.
On the rapier, there is a section in the DMG p. 162 that shows the damage dice used for a rapier when it is made for someone who is small. Instead of 1d6 a small rapier does 1d4.)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 04, 2003, 08:11 AM:
(OOC: Griffin27: We used up 2 of your torches.)
Tani readily accepts the offer of a short sword over a rapier, though she can't help but feel some disappointment over not being able to use such a dashing weapon.
The short sword has a solidness in my hands that would have come in handy last night at the Keep. I test out its weight and overall feel, enjoying the heft of the blade. "Thanks Thalin, I will definitely take this. Who knows, it may someday save my life and it will be like having a piece of a friend with me. I sure like you people here in Gilhara!" I hand over the 9 gold pieces.
"And I won't say anything to Varl, as long as you promise to tell me all about it when I pass back through." I'm not above a little friendly bribery.
"Oh, Geral may be coming by in a little while. I thought I would tell you so you wouldn't get surprised a second time." The memory of the look on his face when I scared him earlier causes laughter to dance in my eyes and my lip quivers a little with the effort to contain a giggle. It doesn't occur to me that Geral is also much too formal and polite to ever pull the same trick. "He found two old long swords, wait, maybe it was Ranger. Hey, you know, I don't remember. It was terribly late, or early, depends on how you would look at it. Anyway, one of them has a couple of swords that perhaps you'd like to take a look at and purchase and they should be by sometime before noon."
"We're headed toward Bri Ili next. Is there perhaps a letter you'd like sent to someone there? Or maybe there's something there you might want that we could bring on our way back through. Actually, I don't know how long we'll be with Jonathan, but he's definitely coming back through and could bring a special request. Just nothing too big!" I can picture the one tiny wagon being loaded down to overflowing with heavy metal sheets and rocks. "Anyone you want me to simply kick in the shins for you, just so they know you're still alive and kicking?"
"Thanks Thalin, you're a peach," I yell out and wave on my way out the door.
I still have some time before going back to Varl's, so I head back over to the Tavern to meet up with the guys, if they are there.
I notice Mictian is still hunched over the papers I gave him earlier. I can't help but take a moment to silently watch him, unobserved by the preoccupied halfling, a fond smile on my face. I rejoin him at the table, ordering us a snack. He's concentrating hard on the paper in front of him and ignoring everything else, so I am careful to not disturb him. I've seen him this focused before. Amazing! I watch him stare, unblinking, at the parchment.
I finally shrug and pull out the other leather map case we found. Leaving the two vials inside the tube for now, I pull out the parchment papers and take a quick glance at the map before putting that sheet back in the case for now. I concentrate on reading the elvish script on the other pieces of paper.
Unlike my cousin, I decide to be a bit more discreet. I not only keep the writings where my eyes alone can see them, but I try to keep an eye and ear bent toward the other patrons in the tavern. If anyone looks entirely too interested, then I will put everything away for now. In fact, I will put it in one place, but the minute I am away from the prying eyes, I will hide it on myself in another place. (From cleavage top area to hidden in left boot, but only if there seems to be undue interest in what we're doing.)
Spot = {12}
Listen = {22}
I will return to Varl's shop at the appointed time. Arriving at the shop, I notice the sign on the door. He must really be absorbed in his findings. I wait for a little bit, but knowing that time is running short, I finally decide to disturb him. Reaching up, I knock on the door, hoping he'll hear it and come see who it is.
Before leaving town, I make sure to stop by the shrine to the Traveling god. With a prayer of thankfulness that our journey has been fair, except for the wolves, and will continue to be an easy one, I place two gold pieces into the box accepting donations.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 04, 2003, 09:09 AM:
(OoC: Had a super buys week or so... thus my light, relatively matter of fact posts... which continue...)
"Ranger, we should certainly sell these also." Geral motions towards the longswords. "I don't know if either of them are of any value though. Do you know weapons of this type? Perhaps with a good cleaning one or both of them would actually be worth something..." Geral does indeed go to the blacksmiths as Tani suggested he might.
"Good morning! Tani has been by to see you already I imagine. Perhaps she even told you of the longswords we found?" He asks. "Would these be of any interest to you? I don't believe we have any use for them." Geral considers an idea he's been toying with for a while before voicing it, "Do you have any small throwing blades or spikes? Where I am from they are called "shuriken" but I don't know if that's what they're called here."
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Finishing his business at the forge, Geral heads over to the general store and stocks back up on basics, i.e. rations.
Hmmmm, I've been saving most of this but perhaps now is an appropriate time to spend it... "Varl, would you happen to have any magical light source which is permanently lit? Of us all it seems I am the only one able to see in darkness, albeit not in color. The dependence on carrying many torches or numerous other illumination devices becomes quite burdensome, especially to the smaller individuals in our group..." Geral waits patiently as the merchant considers his words.
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Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 04, 2003, 12:26 PM:
(OOC: Sorry, Realy busy. I can't post till friday. )
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 05, 2003, 03:28 PM:
Thalin looks pleased that Tani is satisfied with his handiwork, and readily agrees to tell her how Varl's encounter with some good dwarven drink comes out when next she is in town.
When she tells him about Geral stopping by with the swords, he replies, "Well, I'll keep an eye out for him. I'm certainly interested in seeing these swords, and I'll be sure to give him a fair price for them."
At the suggestion that the group might be able to carry something for him to Bri Ili, Thalin looks a little surprised, and then says, "Hmm, I hadn't thought of that. I usually have one of the regulars from down there do the few deliveries that I need, but he hasn't shown up when I expected. I only have one thing that needs to go there, but I'd be glad to have your crew take it for me, since it was supposed to be delivered over a week ago. An unusual order, I hope it won't be too much of a burden for you," as he moves into the back of the smithy and returns with a longsword in a worked leather scabbard. "This needs to go to the merchant Aeryn, you should be able to find her in the upper district in Bri Ili. I hope you don't mind being paid on delivery, as that's the way I usually do business with her. She'll be easy to spot, youngish human lass, bright red hair, purple eyes, and she likes to dress in flashy clothing. I doubt you'll miss her, but if you do, just ask around there, the others in the area will be able to point you to her."
He then hands Tani the longsword, and she can now understand his previous comment, as the blade is nearly twice the weight of a normal longsword, and is fairly difficult for her to carry.
He laughs at Tani's suggestion of kicking people and responds, "Heh, no, no I don't think I need that done to anyone just yet. But I'll keep you in mind if I ever do."
As she heads out, Thalin waves and says, "Stay out of trouble, and thanks for taking that sword for me, feel free to stop by anytime."
As she is heading back towards the tavern, Tani passes Geral on his way to the smithy with the pair of swords he found in the keep.
When he arrives at the smithy, Thalin doesn't look too surprised that Geral has shown up. "Well, that certainly didn't take you long."
As Geral offers him the swords, Thalin responds to his comments about Tani with, "Yes, she did indeed mention these, give me a moment to check them out, and I'll tell you what I can offer you for them."
A little time passes as Thalin carefully takes out the blades and oils them down to get rid of the rust, mumbling, "well what do you know..." Eventually he comes back and says, "These are fine blades you have here, it's a wonder they got left behind. With a little work they'll be good as new, and they'll fetch a nice price. I can offer you 280 gold for the pair, or perhaps you'd rather trade them for something else?"
He listens as Geral asks about the shuriken, nodding as he finishes, "Actually, I do have some of those, that lady that came through here all those years ago asked about the same thing. I had no idea what she was talking about, but she showed me what she wanted and asked me to make a few more for her, but, as you know, she never came back. I'd be happy to sell them to you, but they certainly wouldn't be a fair trade for the swords. I've got 6 of them that'd cost you 10 gold. If there's anything else you'd like, please let me know, otherwise, I can give you those and the difference in gold."
Meanwhile, Tani returns to the tavern to find Mictian still pondering over the scroll she gave him, though it looks like he's having a tough time deciphering the writings. She then settles down to study the writings found on the skeleton in the keep, watching to be sure she's not being unduly observed.
She quickly determines that the language on the parchments is not actually elven, but it appears to use the same script, or a variation on the script. Without some kind of aid to translate, she doubts that she will be able to determine what is said in the writings. Few people even take notice of her, as it is getting towards late morning, and the town residents are almost all about their normal business. She doesn't notice anyone paying any special attention to either her or her cousin as they sit at the table studying the documents before them.
The tavern is also nearly silent, with only a few people and no coverstaions of note going on, justa few musings about the weather and this year's crops.
Later on, both Geral and Tani decide to head towards Varl's shop, arriving at nearly the same time, and finding the same sign that Mictian found earlier, but Tani decides to knock on the door, as it is getting towards the time the group needs to leave. Her knock is soon answered by an overly energetic Varl, who grabs the sign from the door, and bids the pair, "Come in, come in. This liquid is so amazingly unusual, I could study it for days. I think it will help me in coming up with some new potions and salves, it'll be glorious."
Always the practical one, Geral inquires about supplies for the party, to which Varl say, "Ah, yes indeed, I do have such a fabulous device, and it is extremely useful in many respects, glowing brigthly all the time, never dimming like a normal torch." He runs behind his counter and picks up a torch shaped piece of wood that is glowing, and drops it unceremoniously on the countertop. "At a mere 90 gold, it's a steal, never be without light again."
Then turning to Tani, Varl inquires, "I know the keep is unsafe, but did you, perhaps, gather a bit more of the liquid? I'd love to have a bit more, so that I don't have to worry about running out too soon." He then looks at her expectantly, as if waiting for her to confirm that the group did, indeed, gather more of the liquid.
OOC
I rolled the spellcrafts for Mictian, since Amos said he won't be able to post until Friday, got 10, 12, and 13, so no spell identification that way.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 05, 2003, 07:49 PM:
Perry wakes up in the late afternoon, goes to the bathroom and coems out after having another bath. (forgetting the soap next to the tub)
He then goes to the Tavern, and buys the morning meal. He sees Mictian hunched over some papers, but can't understand them, so he ignores them.
After the meal, he goes to the wagon and goofs around until it's time to go, tossing his hat up in the air and catching it.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 05, 2003, 10:06 PM:
(OoC: Quick summation then )
Geral graciously accepts Thalins offer for the swords and with the parties agreement spends 90 of it on the torch and dividing the remainder up evenly between them all.
"Tani, I believe this will serve instead of carrying many torches. That is exactly what we needed Varl! Look, we can even cover it up to dim the light if need be! Or use a particularly dark cloth or cover and it will be completely blocked. Pull the cover away and instant light!" Geral says to Tani matter of factly. Tani notices all the dust particles around Geral reflect light exactly the same and are spaced completely even in space from one to the next. The light given off by the magical torch is even more stable and regular when Geral holds it.
(OoC: Gold --- 280/5=56gp each - 90/5=18 each = 38gp each, there are five of us right and taking the 10gp from Gerals share for the Shuriken leaves geral 28gp and all the others get 38gp each! ![[Big Grin]](biggrin.gif)
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Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 06, 2003, 09:35 AM:
When Geral arrives at the meeting place to give Ranger his 38 gp (woohoo!) the short woodsman is fast asleep under a tree. Upon waking Ranger up and explaining everything that is going on Ranger nods and agrees with it all.
He then tucks the new gold into his pouch and sits back and relaxes, waiting for the rest to finish their preparations.
What a lovely day it will be. Maybe a little hot out on the trail, but right now life couldn't be better. I've already got more gold than my father earned in an entire season.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 06, 2003, 12:37 PM:
After leaving Thalin's smithy, Tani heads first to the stables where she carefully and securely straps the longsword across Faithful. She carefully arranges it so that it looks less like a bright and shiny new blade and more like part of the baggage, nothing special. On her way out of the stables and over to Varl's, she makes a point to stop and explain to Jonathan her offer to both Thalin and Varl to deliver messages or small packages to Bri Ili and Thalin's acceptance of the offer. She also explains that Thalin's normal carrier is over a week late.
At Varls shop:
Giving Varl a wink, Tani pulls out another flask of the yellowish green slime. "I do happen to have an extra." awarding him the flask with a flourish. I push Geral's hand away from his money pouch. "We'll trade the liquid for supplies for the group. Varl is a merchant you can trust for such things," I easily assure him. "There are a few things I was thinking we needed, or at least I need."
Geral insists on paying Varl anyway, than turns and begins to show off the everburning torch and Tani listens with the appropriate level of interest. He'd make a good teacher.
Tani becomes entraced at the dust motes dancing all in a row around Geral. That's just NOT normal! She blows at the air around him, fascinated at the lack of success she's encountering in getting them to collide. Finally she shakes her head, as if breaking herself of a trance, and refocuses on the now gloating Varl.
"So, what does this incredibly smelly stuff do? And just how bad is it to get some on you? And what's it worth in a trade now that you've had a chance to look it over?" She nervously fingers her pouch, afraid he's going to ask for the dolphin back. "There are a few things we need. Thalin said something about your having some sort of cream that was second only to a healing draught." Tani isn't above a little flattery. "Also, I need some oil, probably just a small flask of it, though. I do need to replace my tanglefoot bag, and if you happen to have a few other items.
(ooc; I'll post everything below for convenience sake. And what were Scroll 1 & 2? I know they were pricey, but I don't remembering seeing their description. Just ignore this if it's out of our price range.)
"Oh, and don't forget my earlier offer. If you need a message or something small sent to Bri Ili, I can take it for you, for a small fee, of course." She laughs at the knowing look in Varl's eyes. "Who knows, maybe someday I'll run my own caravan and will bring you back goods from all sorts of exotic places." Her eyes twinkle with grand visions.
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Oil, 1-pint flask (1wt) 1sp
Healing cream (?wt) ?gp
Antitoxin vials (-wt)
Tanglefoot bag (4wt) 50gp
Alchemist's fire flask (-wt) 20
Thunderstone (1wt) 30gp
if the liquid affords these extra's:
1 bell necessary for spell component (?wt) 55gp
possibly one or more scrolls 190/330gp respectively
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 06, 2003, 03:29 PM:
Perry wakes up late, and heads over to get breakfast after washing up, seeing Mictian at the tavern, hard at work on the scroll given to him by Tani. As he is heading out from his meal, Perry also notes Mictian packing up and heading out to meet the others near the southern edge of town, as it is nearing midday, when Jonathan wanted to be heading out.
When Tani explains her offers to Jonathan, he looks a little surprised, but is quite amicable to it, as he see it as an opportunity to make a little extra money, without any real increase in his workload. He nods grimly at her comment about Thalin's normal carrier being late, saying, "Yes, I've been hearing rumors about merchants getting ambushed, and the unwillingness of those in Bri Ili to venture out until the roads are safe again. Hopefully Thalin's friend is one of those staying down there until it is safe. I, unfortunately, don't have that luxury, as I need to get some of my goods there as soon as I can." He then lets her get back to her business, noting that they will be leaving in an hour or so.
At Varl's shop, Geral has just purchased the torch, and Varl is looking quite pleased at the new money he now has. Geral shows the torch to Tani for a few moments, before giving her the share of the coins from the sale of the swords, and heads out to do the same for the rest of the party members.
Tani is left with Varl once again, and produces a second flask of the slime from the pool, and Varl's face lights up.
"Ah, you do have some more, excellent, excellent. I was hoping you would," he quips. As she asks him about the liquid's value, Varl continues, "Yes, well, I don't really know what it does, but it certainly is fascinating to study. I doubt there'd be too many people desiring to buy it, but for myself it is definitely worth a fair amount. Oh, I nearly forgot the rest of your payment. The supplies you ask for are well within the price, so you can have those," as he proceeds to get out the items she requested.
"As to the healing salve, I do have some of that. It takes a little longer to apply than simply downing a potion, but is much more economical. I'll add the 6 of those I've got to your payment as well. I'm afraid I don't actually know what is on the scrolls, but you're welcome to them as well, they might prove useful to you."
"I think that should about cover the value of the liquid," he says as he surverys the small mound of containers on his counter.
When Tani mentions delivering something small for him, Varl nods, and replies, "Well, yes, I do have something you could take there for me, I have a few potions that a merchant there is looking forward to, probably the same lass that Thalin is delivering to, as she deals in a large variety of things. Her name is Aeryn."
He then heads into the back room, and comes out a moment later carrying a leather case, which he opens to show Tani the contents, 12 vials, all filled with different colored liquids, and labelled in some sort of code. He also carries a smaller, wooden, box, which he hands to her, and says, "I found this last night, I think it'd be good for you, you can have it as payment for delivery, and as a present."
He winks at her as she opens it, to find an emerald pendant shaped like a leaf, with gold veins, on a silvery chain. "I hope you think it is acceptable, I thought it'd complement your eyes quite nicely." He smiles, waiting for her response.
"And I'll certainly look forward to your return. I'm sure you'll have plenty of tales and interesting goods to trade when that time comes."
OOC
HIV: You can't actually wake up late afternoon, since you're leaving at midday . Late morning would work ok though.
Akavasha: The healing salve heals 1d8 hit points, and takes a full-round action to use. You also get the rest of the items you asked for, including the bell, and the two scrolls. Both scrolls have 3 spells on them, but I'll leave it up to you as to how and when you want to identify them.
Everyone: I think that basically finishes up stuff in town, I'll wait until everyone has posted their readiness to move on (I know some of you have already), or until tomorrow, whichever comes first, to post the next move. As such, some RP experience for the town stuff:
Akavahsa: 150xp
Griffin: 100xp
Ryfte: 150xp
Amos: 50xp
HIV: 75xp
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 06, 2003, 03:44 PM:
Ooohhhhh! Tani's eyes open wide at the beautiful piece of jewelry. Gently and reverently she reaches out to take hold of the box. "Oh Varl," she breaths. "I hardly know what to say. You are definitely the most incredible gnome I have ever met!"
(OOC: I'll add more when I have time, sorry.)
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 06, 2003, 05:00 PM:
(OOC: yeah, I know, I, uh, mistyped. )
Perry watches as Geral shows off his new toy, and looks at him plainly. He throws his hat at Geral, and pulls his own out. "A lot like this, that torch be. Last night did you not see?" He then retrieves his hat, and thanks Geral for the coins.
"Gold, the yellow ore of earth,
shared by friends increases it's worth.
To buy and sell we give some to others,
heal or harm, it is our druthers."
Then he hops up on top of the wagon, and begins to spout seeming nonsense:
"Bally-falley, oisenberry,
soon we leave with what we carry.
dou-nah, do-not, goodness, mary,
feelings, reelings, good-bye Harry.
Through the woods our wagon goes,
sailor, wailors, fools of fally,
wally-dally, on our way to Bri Ili."
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 08, 2003, 12:43 AM:
Varl appears quite pleased with himself at Tani's compliment, obviously happy that he has found something she likes. He waves a friendly goodbye as she carts her new supplies, and the case of potions out of the store, saying, "Be sure to stop back when you have a chance. Have a good trip."
As soon as everyone has gathered near the southern edge of town, Jonathan greets them all, "Well, it's good to see you're all rested and ready to go. Many thanks to Ranger for the assistance in setting up the wagon. If there's nothing further that you need here, we should be going. I'd like to get to the outskirts of the forest before nightfall so that we can set up camp there, and proceed through the forest starting tomorrow. The hills should be safe, but I've heard that there may be bandits or other undesirable encounters in the woods, so I'd like you to keep an especially vigilant lookout when we're heading through there."
True to Jonathan's word, the trip during the day is uneventful, though quite hot as midday comes and goes. A short stop in midafternoon to water the horses, and take a small break, then you're back on the road, travelling through the low hills, dotted with the occasional copse of trees.
It is nearing dusk when you finally arrive at a place Jonathan deems suitable for camping, and he busies himself with unharnessing the horses, while letting the rest of you set up the remainder of camp, and set a fire to cook the evening meal upon.
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Akavasha: Could you let me know how you're distributing the stuff from Varl's, so I can update my copies of char sheets.
Everyone: RP whatever you'd like in camp, you're near enough a wood source to easily gather firewood. I need you to let me know sleeping positions and a watch schedule. Feel free to expand the map if you need.
Also, if you could set up a standard marching order, based on the map below, that'd be great.
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Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 08, 2003, 09:29 AM:
After helping to set up camp, Mictian walks over to one of the close trees to relieve himself. After he's done he walks around the forest keeping the camp in site. He notices a couple of bushes with small red berries. Hmm, these might make a nice addition to our pretty tasteless meal. I'll take some to Ranger and see if he knows what they are.. Mictian then picks a handfull and returns to the camp to show Ranger.
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Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 08, 2003, 06:08 PM:
Perry does much of the same as he did on the trip down. He still tosses his hat, but now tends to sit in back of the wagon so he can jump off and climb back on quickly. After lunch, he takes the time to sleep on top of Jonathan's shipment.
He pays little attention to Jonathan's talk about dangerous creatures in the woods, preferring to humm to himself.
To the first person who asks him what watch he will take, his reply is in the form of a riddle.
"Watchers five, paid in gold,
hunters, explorers, finders of old.
12 fists of the orb's sky trail,
then 12 logs, before dark does fail.
Two fists west, and three logs deep,
then I tell who before I sleep."
Anyone who tries to get him to reply about a night watch after that gets merely a repetition of the last two lines.
As everyone settles in for tonite's camp, Peregrin stteles down with his back to a tree. No blanket yet, and he watches the forest outside of the fire line, never looking into it. Every thirty minutes or so, he gets up and streches, walks around the fireline, apparently getting a little exercise.
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Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 09, 2003, 10:13 AM:
(OOC: Aidan: I thought the bell was crystal, but couldn't find a description. What is the bell made out of?)
Earlier at Varl's Shop:
Tani gladly accepts the leather case filled with different potions. "These are to be delivered to Aeryn. Gotcha! It shouldn't be a problem, my friend."
After much ooing and aaawwing over the incredibly beautiful necklace, I reverently hold the box back out. "Would you put it on me, please Varl?" I hardly dare breath. "I must say, I think this is the nicest thing anyone has ever given me." I frantically run a list of my belongings through my head, knowing I don't have anything anywhere near worthy enough to gift my new friend. I glance down and spot my wrist, adorned with various blue and red dyed leathers.
I quickly untie one of the bright blue leather strips and with a flourish I retie it at Varl's wrist. "I know it isn't much, but this way you will have something to remember me by. I really must get going though. It would be rude of me to hold up the rest of the group. I will do everything in my power to make sure your potions make it to Aeryn's safely." Throughout the entire speech I am cramming things in my backpack, tying them off onto my belt, and basically loading myself down for my trip to the stables.
With a devious glimmer in my eye, I quickly reach over and give the gnome a kiss on the check. "You are a good man and a worthy friend. Take care of yourself. I'll tell you all about my adventures over a good drink with Thalin when I come back." With a wink and a final wave, I make my way back out onto the street and over to the stables.
If I see the lady who runs the inn, I will give her a small wave. "We'll make sure Jonathan gets to Bri Ili safely!" I call out to her in reassurance, remembering her worry from the night before.
I quickly pack everything securely to Faithful and meet everyone at the southern end of town, giving everyone a big smile in welcome. I listen attentively to Jonathan. I will make it a point to keep an eye out. Being from a family of diplomats, one thing I've learned is that rumors always have a grain of truth in them. From all of the rumors I have heard, this may not be an easy trip. We're certain to earn our pay in protecting the caravan. I make sure to pay strict attention to the road, looking forward to our stop at the end of the day.
I ride in the wagon most of the time. Occasionally I jump out and walk ahead of the wagon, keeping an eye out on the terrain. I don't mention my new necklace to anyone, waiting to see who will notice. Varl said they match my eyes. What a sweet man! I smile dreamily.
After making camp, I show my companions the various things I was able to get at Varl's Shop. I hand the more expensive scroll over to my cousin, knowing that he'll stay busy trying to decipher it and hopefully won't complain quite so much on this leg of the trip. I don't blame him for being grumpy. I think the family has overestimated Mictian. He may not have the polished manners of the diplomat side of our family, nor the dashing appeal of the adventurous side of the family, but he isn't stupid. I think he knew he wasn't being sent along with me simply as my watchdog. I wonder when he knew he was being sent into exile with me. I guess we're supposed to grow up and learn better manners together.
"Here, Mict, see what you can make of this." I give the others a look and can see they easily recognize what I'm doing. I acknowledge their looks of gratitude at finding something to capture Mictians's attention & keep him from eternally grousing. "I'm keeping the other one for now. I'd like to try my hand at figuring it out, though I will probably end up running to you for help with it." I'm not above flattery. The key is to always add enough of the truth to make it real, and I probably will need help with it. I'd sure like to be able to figure it out on my own though! I wonder, if I can cast one of these spells, will it work exactly like it is supposed to or will it still have something 'odd' happen to it. I think I'll keep the bell for awhile. It might make a great gift. It could be necessary for one of these spells on these scrolls here. Oh well, it isn't going anywhere so I'll decide on it later.
I hand out a can of healing salve to each of my companions, handing the final one to Jonathan. "I don't know if you already have protection, but if not, this could come in handy if it turns out those rumors are based more in fact than fiction. I promised the innkeeper we would get you safely to Bri Ili." I laugh at the look on his face. "Stay safe Boss!"
I hand an antitoxin vial to Ranger. "Just in case." I give him a grin in remembrance of our spider encounter. Our, I didn't even hear a thing until after it was all over. I did get a cool map of Gilhara and I have a mystery surrounding the elvish-like script on the other one. "Hey, did that spider bite leave any cool scars?" I peer intently at the area where Ranger was bit, finally looking away in disappointment. I wonder how far apart the fang marks were?
"Here, Geral." I hand him the tanglefoot bag. "You would have probably done a better job with this against that wolf than I did." He's also strong enough to carry that heavy thing!
I offer Perry the thunderstone. "You should definitely be able to make your presence felt with this. It creates a large and somewhat deafening BANG! for about ten feet in any direction, but you have to throw it down against a hard surface. I thought you'd like it." I turn to the entire group. "This should help our group out if we encounter any of those raiders and bandits that seem to be about."
After we make camp, I lay my bedroll under the northwest corner of the wagon, away from the others. I'll be able to see well if my eyes aren't fire-blinded. I sure wish I could see in the dark like Geral can. I wonder, does that mean he can't see the stars? I'll have to remember to ask him.
When the subject of which watch to take comes up, I can't help but become a little puzzled. "Why don't we simply stick to the same watches we had before? Oh, and I was thinking that perhaps we should overlap our watches a little. Perry can wake the next person for watch and instead of going to bed, stays up for a short while. The next person does the same. It might give us a little more protection in case these rumors decide to attack at night."
I will help out with dinner and making sure the camp is safe and secure, with all the animals fed and groomed. I spend a little extra time currying Faithful. In a soft voice I croon to him as I work. "You're such a strong and brave pony. I know, carrying goods isn't quite what you were trained for, is it boyo? Just wait my friend. Someday I will be riding you into battle as you were trained and we'll have a mule to drag all of this stuff around for us. Won't that be nice for you..."
I offer to take my normal watch, right after Perry. "Don't forget to wake me!" It doesn't take much time for me to curl up in my bedroll, hand wrapped around my new short sword, and fall into a deep sleep; one filled with leaves falling from trees, each the emerald color of my eyes.
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Oil, 1-pint flask (saddlebag, 1wt) 1sp
Healing salve, 1d8/full-round action (backpack, -wt) -gp (one to each person)
Antitoxin vial (belt pouch, -wt) 50gp (one to Ranger)
Tanglefoot bag (4wt) 50gp (Geral)
Alchemist's fire flask (belt pouch, -wt) 20
Thunderstone (1wt) 30gp (Perry)
1 bell necessary for spell component (saddlebag, -wt) 55gp
Scroll with 3 unknown spells: 190gp (backpack, -wt)
Scroll with 3 unknown spells: 330gp (Mictian)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 10, 2003, 09:31 AM:
(OoC: Akavasha... ![[Eek!]](eek.gif)
... ryfte falls to the ground stunned by the sheer length of the previous post...)
[ March 10, 2003, 09:38 AM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 10, 2003, 11:10 AM:
(OOC: Does that mean Tani can ruffle up Geral's hair finally!?! )
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 10, 2003, 08:05 PM:
(OOC: Hey, ryfte? Don't let that post faze you, it's not her longest. Try the colonial thread, now those are long!)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 10, 2003, 11:45 PM:
Earlier...
Tani's affections towards Varl don't go unnoticed, as he blushes a bit, thanking her profusely for the strap, and waving an extremely enthusiastic goodbye when she finally heads out of the store.
Stopping by the inn, she lets the innkeeper know that Jonathan will be in good hands, to which the lady replies, "I'm sure you will. I look forward to seeing you again."
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Back to the present...
Setting up the campsite doesn't take much time, and there is soon a small fire burning in a makeshift ring, where Jonathan settles down to cook a little food for himself, encouraging the rest of the party to do the same.
While he is thus occupied, Mictian wanders off a little to find some berry bushes still bearing fruit, which he picks and brings back to Ranger for inspection. The woodsman easily identifies the berries as edible, but likely very bitter, as they are somewhat overripe, and aren't terribly good to begin with.
As Tani distributes the goods she acquired from Varl, Perry gives the rest a cryptic poem about when he wants to take his turn at the watch.
After helping make dinner, Tani gives one of her scrolls to Mictian to study, and settles down to tackle the odd map and writings that she found in the tube from the skeleton. She quickly comes to the conclusion that even though the writing appears to use the elven script, it is not actually written in elven, or any other language that she has knowledge of. The map itself is similarly indecipherable, though it is obviously of the continent, with a few places marked on it. The only place marked that has any connection for her though is the large dot that appears to be where the elven capital of Ros Amarth now stands. The map is obviously old, as the forest that the group will be traveling through doesn't have any roads through it, and is much larger than it now is.
Eventually, Jonathan lies down for the night, satisfied that the rest of you will have a workable watch schedule set up for the night.
OOC
RP XP:
-Amos: 100xp for the berries, and remembering to check them with someone.
-HIV: 125xp for the poetry and intriguing way of saying which watch you want.
-Akavasha: 100xp for being nice to Varl, thinking of the rest of the group, including Jonathan.
Akavasha: The bell is crystal, I might have forgotten to tell you that before, but now you know . Also, where'd the rest of the stuff from the keep go? I don't see the scroll or vials and such on anyone's lists.
I still need an actual schedule for the watch (including length of a watch), and I'd like a spot and a listen check for each person for their watch. I'll ask for additional ones, if necessary, when they come up .
[ March 11, 2003, 12:06 AM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 11, 2003, 07:30 AM:
(ooc: amos falls off his chair when he sees Akavasha's post)
Mictian frowns down at the berries in his hand when he finds out they're inedible. After a second he tries one just to see. Eucchhh! Mictian spits out the bitter berry in disgust.
As he is looking for something to wash his mouth out with Tani comes over and hand over the other scroll. Imedietly Mictians face brightens. "Why, thanks Tani. Ooh hoo, I can't wait to decipher these." he then looks down at the scrolls and dose a double take noticing Tani's new necklace. "Tha's a nice looking necklace. Hope it didn't cost too much. We aren't making a whole heepin pile of gold off this trip you know."
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 11, 2003, 08:19 AM:
Tani starts to walk off but Mictian quickly yells to her "Tani, I'll take the last shift if that's OK"
This way I can get a fuller sleep and check out those scrolls again while everybody's sleeping and I have a clear head.
Mictian then sits down against a tree and sees if he can understand the new parchment his cousin gave him. After a while he seems to vaguely be able to make out some of the writing. (spellcraft: 21 )
[ March 11, 2003, 08:25 AM: Message edited by: amos ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 11, 2003, 08:44 PM:
Perry is still circling the camp, when everyone drops off to sleep, Perry filches Mictian's spellbook, and uses the very last page to doodle on occasionally, as he works out a new rhyme.
(Can be viewed in char sheet)
He will replace everything except for the page, which he will stuff in his pack. When he doesn't find a pen, he takes one of his ornamental daggers and covers it in ash from the fire, and uses that to write.
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Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 12, 2003, 08:48 AM:
(OOC: Sorry if the previous post was a bit long. It shouldn't happen too often. And the Colonial Thread posts are long because Rsweeney gets bored and needs something to do! At least, I'm sure that's the reason. The rest of the stuff from the Keep? The money was split 5 ways, with the leftover of 2gp and 3sp stuffed into my saddlebag for safekeeping, but haven't added it to my list. I'll recheck my equipment list & make sure everything is on there, such as the Ivory wolf chunks and dust that I have. What else am I missing?)
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Tani makes sure that Faithful is comfortable and enjoying his evening meal before joining Jonathan at the fire to cook up dinner. "Oh, I almost forgot to tell you." She smacks herself in the forehead. "I picked up a package from Varl to deliver to the merchant Aeryn in Bri Ili. It's a leather case with quite a number of potions and vials. I have it packed away on Faithful, with that extra long, long sword. I would love to see the arms on the person who ordered that made special!" She continues to ramble on in a friendly manner for awhile, falling silent when dinner is ready.
After dinner, as she's looking through the various writings and the map, she'll ask each of her companions who comes by to sit down and have a look with her. "Do you recognize this writing? I thought it was elven at first, but it seems to be either a much more ancient form, or something that branched away from that language and developed into a language of its very own." If they have little idea of what the language is or says, she'll ask them if they know of a way she could decipher it.
She sits and casts a Detect Magic spell over the writings, hoping that perhaps that will help reveal something. She gets comfortable, seated cross-legged on the ground with the parchments spread out in front of her, over her cloak. (Must protect it from the ground!) She stares at the papers, then makes a sudden decision and instead of waving her hand over just the papers, she gestures over the entire encampment. Words, ancient and mysterious sounding, pour forth from her throat and the pressure of the spell pressing against the inside of her eyeballs is released. Beginning with the parchment and slowly spreading outward, Tani shifts her focus to concentrate on the auras around everything.
Tani seeks Perry out. "I need to talk to you. Mictian has asked for the final watch, so that he can get enough sleep to cast his spells. I was wondering if I could take the first watch and wake you second, since I too need to get enough sleep to cast my spells. And don't laugh, I'm getting better all the time," She insists against the humor in his eyes. Since he insists on taking the first watch, she tells him, "Fine. Just wake me up next."
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If Tantris hears or sees anything unusual during her watch and becomes alarmed, she will wake up Geral first. She figures he can see in the dark and is the strongest of our group so is the best person to awaken first. If there continues to be a problem she will wake up Ranger, then Perry, then Mictian (since she would expect him to wake up NOISY) and then Jonathan. That is if it is necessary and they aren't already awake.
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Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 12, 2003, 10:20 AM:
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"I'll take the watch after yours Tani." Geral adds unceremoniously.
Geral finds a handful of stones which he tosses into the fire once it's started. Gazing into the fire for a moment he then moves to where he's going to sleep and sets up his bedding for the night.
A short while later sitting with the others around the fire Geral reaches into the edges of the fire and grabs a couple of the rocks. Examining them as they steam in the cool evening air he puts them back in the fire. When it's time to turn in, "Would anyone like a few hot rocks in their bedding? It heats them up nicely." Geral pulls a couple stones out of the burning coals and tosses them into his bed.
(OoC: Some days are just so much harder than others to post!)
[ March 12, 2003, 01:16 PM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 13, 2003, 12:49 AM:
Mictian takes the scroll proffered by Tani and sits down by one of the nearby trees to study it for a while. Thanks to his training and studies, he is able to decipher the first spell on the scroll, determining that it contains the magics necessary for the See Invisibility spell. He eventually settles down to sleep with the rest of the party, leaving Perry to the first watch, and vowing to study the remainder of the scroll's contents in the morning. (ooc: still 2 spells left to make spellcrafts for)
While Mictian is mulling over the first spell on the scroll, Tani queries the rest of the party about the writings found on the skeleton in the keep. While those familiar with the elven language quickly recognize the script, its meaning escapes them, with Mictian, who has spent much time studying languages, pointing out that it appears to be an archaic form of the language.
Unable to decipher the writings, Tani decides to see if they have any magical properties using one of the divinations available to her. As she scans the writings with her detection spell, she can't make out any auras on them. Shifting her focus to scan the campsite, she notices all of the auras she'd expect, the magical scrolls, healing potions, and the like. She can also note that Jonathan has a few magical items on his person as well, though they are kept out of sight, and none of the auras are particularly powerful.
Before settling in for the night, Ranger offers to take the remaining watch, during the early morning hours.
Little happens during Perry's watch, as he spends his time watching towards the forest, and writing out a new bit of poetry. As the end of his watch nears, he awakens Tani to begin her own watch.
The hours during Tani's watch, also pass uneventfully, if somewhat mind-numbingly slowly. As it approachs midnight, she awakens Geral to begin his watch. During the period while they are both awake, Tani thinks she can hear something off to the northwest, but can't be sure.
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Ryfte: 100xp for the cool(warm?) stones idea (which actually works, though it's best to be careful with nylon sleeping bags .) I also need a listen and spot from you for your watch.
Akavasha: I think you've got everything on the sheet now, I was mostly referring to the writings and vial that you found. Also, the longsword isn't bigger, just heavier, same size as a normal longsword, just twice the weight.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 13, 2003, 02:43 AM:
(OoC: I figured that since Geral has fire resistance 5 he could get some pretty hot rocks right out of the fire without hurting his hands at all
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Geral sits on the wagon to get a better view of the area. Not really considering the fact that it muffles sound, he doesn't adjust accordingly thus he doesn't hear any sounds in the night however, the raised vantage point coupled with his darkvision help him keep a sharp eye out over their surroundings.
(OoC: Edit Do you have XP from the prior thread? i.e. the keep? Geral is only 1st level thus he only needs to get to 2k to move to 2nd level and temporarily "catch up" to the others Doh! My bad Akasha... You are 100% correct! He's actually Lvl 2 ... Ahhh, oh well, such is life )
[ March 13, 2003, 04:01 PM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 13, 2003, 03:44 PM:
(OOC: Don't forget Geral has an ECL of 1. Any chance one of the others recognized the elvish-like language on the scrolls and map?)
Tani climbs into her bedroll under the wagon, glad that her turn at watch went smoothly. She keeps her new short sword and her bow nearby, just in case, but doens't really expect any trouble this close to Gilhara. She quickly falls into a deep sleep where she dreams that she, Varl, and Thalin are all back at the tavern sharing a big laugh over some joke or other.
[ March 13, 2003, 06:57 PM: Message edited by: Akavasha D'Morney ]
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 14, 2003, 05:42 AM:
(ooc: How much xp did we get in the last topic? I need to update and I forgot how much Aiden gave us.)
Mictian wakes up slowly for his shift and grumbles lightly as he gets off of his bedroll.
Mictian takes out the two scrolls that remain undeciphered and goes to sit by the dying fire for some warmth. He's still a little tired so that concentrating on his job is a little tough.
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spellcraft 10 and 12
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 14, 2003, 05:35 PM:
Geral's somewhat elevated position gives him a good vantage of the surrounding area, allowing him to notice the dark shape slowly approaching the party's camp from the northwest. It appears to be stalking something, as it remains low to the ground and is moving very quietly.
The shape appears to notice the observant monk's gaze, and begins loping towards the encampment, apparently abandoning any pretense of sneaking in now that it has been spotted. As it approaches, Geral can see that it appears to be a fair-sized wolf, though not as large as the statue fought in the keep.
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I need an initiative and action from Geral, as he's the only one currently awake (and you'll be challenged to lose init to the creature).
For those asking about xp, here are my current totals, as of this message:
2750 Tani
2750 Geral
2700 Perry
2550 Mictian
2500 Ranger
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 14, 2003, 09:42 PM:
:grumble, grumble: See why I like to list the source of xp, Aka? It seems I must have miscounted one of Aidan's 75's or something. Will change later.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 14, 2003, 10:12 PM:
Geral responds immediately and shouts out to the others as he draws a dart, awaits the approach of the wolf, and shouts out "Wolf from my direction! Wolf! Wolf!"
(OoC: Initiative 22)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 15, 2003, 10:35 PM:
Round 1
As Geral cries out his warning, the creature quickly moves down to a short distance from the monk before unleashing an attack that easily marks it as a very abnormal wolf.
When it reaches its position, it growls and the lets forth a stream of corrosive acid towards the party's watcher, attempting to catch him off-guard. (10 damage, reflex save for 1/2, DC 17)
The wolf's growl and Geral's yells, easily awakening the rest of the party, though Jonathan appears to be a fairly heavy sleeper, and does not awaken at this point.
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I need initiatives from everyone else. Those who were asleep can only take a partial action during round 2, then act normally after that. Otherwise, it's Geral's action.
Ryfte: I just noticed, but monk's aren't proficient with darts. I'll let you trade your proficiency with crossbows for darts though if you want, or you could switch the darts for a crossbow, or you can use them with the penalty, your choice.
[ March 18, 2003, 12:16 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 16, 2003, 06:33 AM:
initiative 12
Mictian opens his eyes when hearing the shouts and quickly pushes himself up off his bedroll.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 16, 2003, 11:50 AM:
{{Initiative = 21}}
Wha? What's going on..."
Ranger awakens at Geral's warning. Quickly he tosses aside his bedroll and stands up, with his sword belt in hand. Looking about he spots the wolf and frantically tries to put on his weapons.
(ooc... since his armor is light, is it okay to assume that he sleeps in it?)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 17, 2003, 10:02 AM:
(OoC: DC17!!! Oh well...)
Geral is his squarely in the chest and the acidic substance immediately tears its way through his clothing and burns his neck. The shuriken he was holding, ready to throw at the wolf, fall from his limp hands as he cries out in agony. His body convulses in pain and he topples over the side of the wagon and falls to the ground unmoving.
(OoC: Failed the save and now at -2 hp's and counting Boy, this is getting familiar! This is going to be interesting...)
[ March 17, 2003, 10:04 AM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 17, 2003, 10:14 AM:
Init = {14}
Geral's shouting wakes Tani up and it takes her a moment to get her bearings. Drat! And I just got to sleep. Knuckling sleep from her eyes, she peers out from under the wagon toward Geral, scanning the area for danger. She doesn't know if wolves are solitary animals or not, but she's always heard stories of them running in packs, so she looks around to see if there is only one animal or if there are others hiding further back in the trees.
Spot = {17} (should be +2 instead of +3)
She reaches down and picks up her crossbow, glad that she kept her weapons handy. She grabs a bolt and fixes it in place, looking for an opening so that she can hit the wolf from the under cover of the wagon. She has no desire to come face to face with this creature, preferring to stay safe under the wagon and attack from there. She starts to bang on the bottom of the wagon, to wake Jonathan, but decides not to risk the noise. He's probably better off asleep.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 17, 2003, 12:32 PM:
Round 2
Geral's cries are cut short as he is hit with the full force of the acidic blast, causing him to drop his weapon, and topple off the wagon.
Even so, his warnings have managed to wake the rest of the party, as Ranger stands up, and proceeds to strap on his weapon belt, looking about, but not seeing the wolf that Geral spoke of, but he does see the stream of acid continue on into the night sky, before dispersing and falling to the ground, leaving small spots of burnt grass in its wake.
The commotion also seems to bring Perry out of his own slumber, as he, too, stands to get his bearings, seeing much the same things as his other companions.
Tani also awakens, and looks out from under the wagon while loading her crossbow, but can see only the one wolf, though, from this vantage it is a very strange wolf indeed, with a pitch black coat, and strangely elongated claws on its forelegs. Its teeth also appear to be much larger than normal. Her view of the creature is soon cut off though, as Geral's limp form falls to the ground in front of her, blocking most of the open area under the wagon.
Standing up, and looking about, to get his bearings, Mictian also spies the stream of liquid that goes into the night sky, but cannot see its source due to the wagon's bulk.
After more filling prey than a mere humanoid, the wolf-like creature continues its approach, moving to the nearby horse, and attacks the horse near the front of the wagon, savaging it with a vicious bite. The creature attempts to use the grip it gained with the bite to drag the horse to the ground, but is defeated by the sheer size difference between the two animals.
The well-trained horse amazingly stands its ground, even with the amount of blood pouring from its flank. It whinnies and snorts before lashing out at the creature beside it, cracking the beast with both of its front hooves.
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..3...hh..Horse 1.....5...14...16/44..None............Wounded
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........Asleep
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............Asleep
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Ryfte: Saw you rolled a 16, that's got to be annoying . You just need more HP, that's the biggest problem I've noticed with ECLs, fortunately, you should be getting to level 2 soon, and that'll help you a lot. Also, don't forget your stabilization checks.
Griffin: Yes, I'm assuming everyone that has armor with a check penalty of -4 or better will sleep in armor, as there's no real penalty for doing so. Unless you say otherwise, of course.
Akavasha: You do have a clear line to the creature from where you're at, if you want to fire at it.
[ March 18, 2003, 12:21 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 17, 2003, 03:40 PM:
Tani's heart clutches her spine as she sees Geral go down. Not again!
A closer look at the wolf reveals that he's no ordinary wolf. She's never seen such a creature before and finds claws on a wolf quite unnerving. She looses sight of it for a moment, spotting it again with the first squeal of the horse it's attacking. NO! We need those horses! She quickly aims and squeezes the trigger on the crossbow.
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Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 17, 2003, 07:32 PM:
Perry wakes at a start as Geral shouts, and sees him topple. He stands up from the napping position he was in, and sees the wolf coming around to the horse. ( 16 )
Perry then draws his right-side dagger, as he sidles around the horse. (diagonally down/left) he takes aim, and lets fly, right to the wolf.( 26 ) ( 1 ) (Damg! near crit)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 18, 2003, 10:10 AM:
Still struggling to get his weapons belt done up Ranger hops and staggers to help. Keeping clear of the bucking horse, he draws his swords and takes a stab at the huge wolf.
{{To hit = 20}}
{{Damage = 7}}
Seeing that Geral is down Ranger yells, "somebody help him! QUICKLY!"
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Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 18, 2003, 12:53 PM:
Mictian grabs his crossbow (previous round) and runs twards the wagon to keep an eye on the horse and get a better view of the atacker. When he can see the wolf creature he brings up his xbow and shoots. I'll be damned if we have to walk this whole trip
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..3....m..Mictian....12...17...14/14..Nothing.........OK
..3....1..Worg........6...18..-13/??..None............Wounded
..3...hh..Horse 1.....5...14...16/44..None............Wounded
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........Asleep
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............Asleep
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 18, 2003, 03:55 PM:
Round 3
While Geral continues to drift farther from the land of the living, the remainder of the party attempts to come to grips with the sudden attack.
Stalwart Ranger reacts first, drawing his twin swords, and moving up to engage the wolf, he stabs at the beast, which he can now easily see is a variation of a worg, rather than a normal wolf. The beast howls as the shortsword plunges through its scaly hide, leaving a sizable wound.
The ranger then notices the body of his fallen companion and calls out to the others, "Somebody help him! QUICKLY!"
Seeing the wolf-creature, and not being in a position to help Geral, Perry does what he can to help, stepping out and hurling one of his daggers towards the foul beast. The blade flies true, but doesn't appear to hurt the worg very much, leaving only a small cut on the beasts exterior as it slides off its hide.
Already set with her crossbow, Tani decides to loose a bolt at the beast before thinking about doing anything for her fallen comrade. The bolt strikes true, embedding itself in the creature's hindquarters, though the worg seems unfazed by the small amount of pain that it caused.
Mictian also decides to add a bolt to the fray, though his shot sails wide as he rushes forward to help his companions.
The worg, still intent on its prey, bites at the horse again, striking true and attempting to drag the equine to the ground. The horse again easily defeats this attempt, which ires the worg, as it lashes out with one of its claws at the recalcitrant beast, again striking, this time cowing the horse into backing away, as the blow tears more flesh from bone.
Annoyed with the stinging blow landed upon it by Ranger the worg also lashes out at him with a claw, tearing into his midsection, leaving a trickle of blood to show where the claw pierced armor. (7 damage to Ranger)
Terribly wounded by the worg's continued assault, the stalwart horse finally breaks, and heads off towards the east, moving at the best speed it can muster in its current state.
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.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........Asleep
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............Asleep
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 18, 2003, 04:17 PM:
Tani, keeping a wary eye on the strange wolf-beast and the poor horse, moves over to her fallen friend. She quickly loads another bolt in her crossbow, just in case, than sets it down next to her. She fumbles around in Geral's belt pouch and locates one of the healing draughts he keeps there. "Come on, my friend. Drink this all down now." She pours the contents into his throat, urging him to swallow. All the while she continues to glance over at the wolf-beast, almost in tears as it continues to attack the poor horse.
Healing Potion = {5}
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Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 19, 2003, 08:01 AM:
Continuing his assault, Ranger grits his teeth and sinks his first blade into the vulnerable spot beneath the worg's chin. Unfortunately the poison from yesterday weakens his thrust and he loses the opportunity.
{{To hit = 23, 19 crit threat}}
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{{Damage = 2}}
Following up Ranger stabs with his second sword but his strength fails him and he misses the surprisingly nimble worg.
{{To hit = 8}}
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 19, 2003, 02:23 PM:
The horse, hurt by the worg, stumbles past Perry, and he avoids the stamping of the hooves. (I think it's best if I don't try to trip attack the horse, although Ranger could have as well if he choose to)
Perry moves foward, drawing another dagger as he approches. He takes aim and slings the dagger right to the worg, grazing it's body. ( 19, 2 )
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Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 20, 2003, 04:12 PM:
Round 4
While Geral continues to bleed, Ranger again strikes the worg, nearly striking a critical point on it chin. However the poison still flowing through his veins has sapped anough strength that he does only minimal damage. His follow-up with his offhand sword misses the surprisingly nimble worg, as it dodges the blow at the last second.
Avoiding the frightened horse, Perry moves closer as he throws another dagger into the beast, this time grazing its right shoulder, again drawing blood, though the worg appears to be unconcerned with the minor damage.
Meanwhile, Tani is nearly to tears with the damage the worg is causing, but she finds the presence of mind to crawl over to the downed monk, and manages to carefully pour one of his healing draughts down his throat, reviving the ailing warrior with its healing properties.
Mictian then manages to place a well-aimed bolt into the beast's side, narrowly missing its throat. Surprised by the accuracy of the shot, the worg yelps in pain as the bolt drills its way home. (Hit ac 22, no crit, for 5 damage)
Harried on many sides, the worg surprises those nearby by speaking in common, "Perhaps I have picked the wrong prey this night. No matter, there will be others..."
It then moves around Ranger, heading southward, though, in so doing, it leaves an opening that the fighter can exploit. (Ranger can take an AoO)
As it reaches the southern edge of the camping area, it again turns and howls, "A little something to remember me by." It then spits another corrosive stream of acid at Perry, lined up so as to hit the most people possible.
(11 damage, need reflex saves, DC 17, from Perry and Mictian, Jonathan and the horse are asleep, and so automatically take the damage.)
The badly wounded horse continues on its flight to the east, slowing to a stop when it notices that it is no longer being pursued.
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.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??..-11/??..Nothing.........Groggy
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If you guys want to pursue, you can, otherwise, the worg will be out of sight in the next round.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 20, 2003, 07:38 PM:
Made it
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 20, 2003, 07:51 PM:
Stunned to hear the common tongue spoken by a worg Ranger very nearly misses the opportunity to strike at it's flank as it flees.
{{AoO = 18}}
{{Damage = 6}}
His sword slashes deep leaving the worg something to remember Ranger by.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 20, 2003, 08:08 PM:
Geral quickly grabs another potion and downs it. Gasping out between breaths, "Tani, my heartfelt thanks! Such things should not be! Great wolves able to spit acid from so far away... I recommend NOT pursuing!
Geral stands and peruses the shambles left of their camp, the horse, and the others.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 20, 2003, 09:15 PM:
Tani pats Geral on the knee, incredibly grateful to hear his voice. "I thought..." She can't finish the thought, just glad that he is going to be okay.
She stands up and putting her two index fingers to her mouth, gives a shrill whistle, the kind she uses to call Faithful. She's hoping that the injured horse to the east will hear the familiar call and, in the way of all horses, will see the fire and everything familiar back here and will come trotting back. "Horses have notoriously short memories and hopefully this one will hurry back before that thing doubles around behind it.
As she's talking her hands automatically reach down and reset another bolt into her crossbow. She doesn't seem to notice what she is doing, but even if she did it wouldn't change her actions.
"That beast really did talk to us, right? I wasn't imagining anything? I heard him clear as day." She suddenly realizes that Jonathan is hurt and rushes over to help him, bringing her crossbow with her. "Oh my!" (ooc: If he's unconscious she reaches into his pouch, and pulls out the healing salve and rubs it over his wounds. If he's conscious, she'll simply ask how she can help.)
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 21, 2003, 04:18 AM:
(I got a 13 )
As Perry manages to avoid most of the acid by quickly dodging it, Mictian is surprised to get a faceful of acid (11 damage). He falls down to the ground and clutches his burning face. He tries to scrap off the acid with his hands and then picks up clods of dirt, trying to rub off the corosive stuff.
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 21, 2003, 07:01 AM:
I'll be gone till thursday.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 21, 2003, 08:03 AM:
Ranger watches intently as the worg disappears into the brush. Turning around he surveys the damage and does what he can to tend to the injured horse, leaving others to look after the injured people.
That just wasn't natural. Worg's don't spit acid and talk like humans. Something is definitely wrong with this land. Perhaps the woods have acquired some strange taint. I must look in to this further, and the sooner the better.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 21, 2003, 11:35 PM:
Aftermath
As Ranger leaves another gash in the worg's hide, it moves to the southern edge of the campsite, spitting a corrosive stream of acid which Perry deftly avoids. The acid then continues past him, striking the sleeping Jonathan, Mictian, and the group's other horse, with its full force, burning them badly.
Awakened by the sudden pain, Jonathan quickly jumps to his feet, yelling about the burning sensation, but calms down after a few moments as he sees the rest of the party looking at him.
While Jonathan is distracted, Tani attempts to call the badly wounded horse back by whistling. The familiar noise gets the horse's attention, and causes it to stop limping away, but it remains in place until Ranger works his way over to coax the beast back to the campsite. It is obvious that the horse is gravely wounded, and probably will be of no use in its current state.
Eventually, the commotion of the battle dies down, and Jonathan does a full assessment of the situation, asking, "What happened here? I didn't expect anything to happen this far from the forest. You all look terrible, we'll have to do something about that, and the horse if we're going to be able to stay near schedule."
He also acknowledges Tani's queries, saying, "Oh, I'll be alright, thank you for asking though. Now where did I put that..."
As he is talking he moves over to the wagon and pulls a small box from under the seat at the front. He unlocks the box, opens it, and pulls out a scroll before closing and relocking the box. He continues, "I was hoping to save this for later, but there's no sense waiting until one of us is hurt too badly to help. Please gather around me, and bring the horses closer so they will be affected too."
As soon as everyone has assembled, he fumbles around with the scroll for a little while, and then there is suddenly a warm, calming feeling that flows outward, closing the wounds suffered by the party, and bringing the seriously injured horse back to a semblance of its former health.
(Spellcraft DC 20 to identify spell as Healing Circle, everyone is healed by 14 points)
When everything is done, Jonathan suggest, "Well, we should probably finish our sleep, as tomorrow's journey will take us well into the forest, and we'll need our rest."
Unless addressed for any further questions, Jonathan sets to gathering the remnants of his bedding and returning to sleep.
The remainder of the night passes uneventfully, and Jonathan allows everyone a little extra rest in the morning to make up for the rude awakening during the preceding night.
Rnd..Icon.Name......init..AC....HP....Hands...........Status
.NA....g..Geral......NA...18....8/8...Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...24/24..2xShortswords...Poisoned (-1 str)
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...12/12..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...14/14..Xbow(u).........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...14/14..Xbow(u).........OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...14/44..None............Wounded
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
OOC
500xp each for defeating the worg, which should get everyone to the next level. Please let me know when you've updated your sheets to reflect new abilities. It would also be good to somehow work what you choose into the next day's RP.
[ March 23, 2003, 01:51 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 22, 2003, 06:24 AM:
(OOC: Made the changes, the only thing that's a little out of place is the one rank in disable device. But someone has to have some. It looks like I'm gonna be doing it. I had figured that one of the casters was gonna go for Arcane Trickster, but it loks like it will fall to me to pull off the tricks around here.)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 22, 2003, 07:35 AM:
(OOC: I will update my character sheet later this afternoon. It's picture day for my softball girls and then we've a game. Busy, busy.)
Tani is quick to help lead her cousin over to stand next to Jonathan, her eyes fixed trustingly on his. She watches everyone's wounds close up and fade before her eyes. "Thank you," she says as she gives Jonathan's hand a squeeze in gratitude.
She helps set the camp back in order. "Ranger, what was that thing? Is it normal for beast out in the wild to talk to people in their own language?" Her eyes keep darting to the perimeter of the camp, searching for anything that could be a possible threat. She checks Faithful and gives him a reassuring pat. The reassurance is for her, not for the war pony.
She finally goes back to her bedroll under the wagon and lays down, making sure her weapons are within easy reach. The rest of her sleep is uninterrupted and she dreams of talking animals.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 22, 2003, 01:01 PM:
"Hmmm, talking wolves? Oh yeah, see that all the time," Ranger says sarcastically. He immediately feels bad for snapping at Tani and says, "sorry. I'm tired I guess. Get some sleep, I'll take the next watch."
The next morning he asks Jonathon, "what do you know of these woods we are approaching? You seemed surprised last night. Not by the acid spitting and talkative worg, but by the fact that it attackes us so far from the forest."
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 22, 2003, 03:22 PM:
OOC
Short ooc post to clarify some things. I won't be able to actually update until later tonight.
Ryfte: You're getting your second hit die, so you get full HP like everyone else did for theirs.
Everyone else, and for the future, roll HP normally, but if you roll less that 1/2 maximum, you get 1/2. (ie. d4 gets 2, d6 gets 3, d8 gets 4, d10 gets 5, d12 gets 6 at minimum)
Griffin: The poison will have healed from the night's rest, so you'll be back to full again . Also, you do know that worgs speak their own language, and it's extremely rare, but possible, for one to be able to speak common.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 22, 2003, 04:15 PM:
(OOC: Character sheet is updated and ready for your approval. )
Tani shoots a hurt look at Ranger when he responds sarcastically to her. She is quick to forgive him, knowing they are all tired and flustered from the interruption with the strange wolf. She wants to ask him just what that was, but decides to wait until morning when everyone has had some more sleep and is feeling a little less on edge. Instead she just nods her head at him and turns to seek out her bedroll.
The next morning she eagerly waits to hear Jonathan's answer to Ranger's question. So, at least I now know the thing is called a worg. It's almost like wolf; must be some form of crossbreed. Strange how it could talk and spit acid. I wonder what a druid would say about such a creature.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 23, 2003, 02:04 PM:
In the morning, while Jonathan is preparing breakfast, and the rest of the group is picking up the remainder of the campsite, Ranger approaches Jonathan and asks him about his apparent lack of surprise over the talking wolf, to which Jonathan replies increduously, "It talked?!? Now that's something I've never heard before, and spitting acid, well, that would certainly explain that burning I got last night, but that's also something completely new to me."
He continues, "I suppose I'll have to investigate that a bit when we get to Bri Ili. I was mostly expecting it to be bandits of some sort stopping the flow of merchants, so that's what I wanted to be on the lookout for. That, and we are going through largely untamed woods, so there're bound to be animals around, most wouldn't bother a group such as ourselves, but one can never be too careful. I never expected anything like the wolf-thing, 'worg' you said? In any case, I hadn't expected any animals to venture this far afield of their normal habitat, that's why I was surprised last night."
(ooc: I'll check characters more thoroughly today, but on a quick once-over I don't see any problems with what you guys have taken.)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 23, 2003, 07:34 PM:
"We should discover a better way to guard our campsite!" Geral suggests. "It feels like we are attacked every time we sleep!"
I wonder how difficult it would be to set up a magically guarded area? It shouldn't be so difficult... I would think. Perhaps Mictian or Tani might know... I'll have to remember to ask them later...
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 24, 2003, 06:59 AM:
"Geral has a good point; we should find a better way to set up camp. Does anyone have any ideas?" Tani looks around at the others, hoping one of them is feeling up to the challenge this morning. She then turns back to the fire, staring into the flames while absentmindedly finishing her breakfast. She is uncharacteristically silent, her thoughts replaying the worg's final words over and over in her mind.
That 'worg' thing not only talked to us, but it was well aware that we could talk. Yet it still wanted to kill us and eat us. Somehow it seems wrong to eat something that can talk, though that wasn't going to slow it down at all. I don't understand. Her brow furrows and the last piece of fruit from her breakfast is popped mindlessly into her mouth and mechanically chewed.
That worg could easily find someone to hook up with, like a ranger or druid or even a fighter, and as a team they would be able to do incredible things. They could work together to bring down food and I would think the worg would go less hungry. So why hasn't it done something like that? I mean, anyone would feel quite honored and also quite proud to have such a beast by their side. Considering the ease with which the worg considered us prey, I would assume it either doesn't think of us as on the same intelligence level, or it simply didn't matter when it comes to his dinner.
Her thoughts run around and around, providing no real answers. I would call him evil for being willing to eat someone you could reason with and possibly be friends with, except that behavior also falls into the animal/beast category, which is definitely what that creature was. So is it evil or just following its nature? And why can it speak? It's words and actions showed it to be a thinking, reasoning creature. Do we have more to fear from it? Could it be watching us right now? She glances up, casually, and tries to pierce the land all around them, especially looking at the trees to make sure nothing is crouching behind them, listening. Spot = {17}, Listen = {12}.
I can't imagine that one being the only worg to speak. Does it live in a community of worgs who can all talk? Does it learn to speak from its parents or is there some kind of puppy school they have to attend? Yet, if it has a family, why did we encounter it out alone? Does that mean others are likely to be around? And if it's a solitary beast, doesn't it get lonely? Her thoughts continue to play themselves out as she realizes she's done with breakfast and gets up to help clean up the camp and check on Faithful, whom she fed earlier. She keeps her hand on the hilt of her new shortsword, feeling a small measure of comfort from the feel and weight of it at her hip.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 24, 2003, 11:24 AM:
The first thing Ranger does when he awakens is to investigate the area for the worg's tracks. He studies them meticulously for every identifable trait and tries to learn as much as he can.
(ooc... taking 20 on a Wilderness Lore = 25)
Ranger then spends the morning doing as many small chores as he can. The last thing he wants to do is dwell upon what he sees as a personal failure. Not only did that worg come into camp undetected, except by Geral thank the gods for his vigilance, but it caught everyone off guard when it spoke.
In all his years, and he considers himself to be an experienced woodsman, Ranger has never heard of such a thing. And frankly it has shaken his confidence.
All morning he is even more quiet and withdrawn than usual.
(ooc.. updated char on pg 1.)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 24, 2003, 02:22 PM:
OOC
Character reviews:
Griffin: Ranger should have 3 more HP, per the HP rules mentioned above (minimum of 1/2 per hit die). It'd also be nice if you could pick what your other language was.
HIV: Perry's BAB should be +2, saves should be +2/+9/+2. Disable device should be 2 higher for the MW tools, and you don't have your Int modifier added to your search skill.
Ryfte: Experience total is 3250 thus far, Shuriken do 1 point of damage each, with no strength bonus, and you're down 1 CLW potion from Tani healing you .
Akavasha: Saves should be +3/+7/+3, you're down 1 bolt, and you should add Evasion to the list of rogue abilities
Amos: Hasn't posted yet, will review when he gets back, but he used 2 bolts in the last fight.
All in all, not too many problems, and nothing major .
BTW, I added a link to the page that I'm using to keep track of characters on to the world info stuff on the first page. If you notice any discrepancies let me know, I think I might have slightly different totals for money for you guys, feel free to take them if they're in your favor, or let me know if they're not.
And now back to our regularly scheduled trip...
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 24, 2003, 03:14 PM:
When he awakens, Ranger decides to have a look at the worg's tracks, studying them for any possible clues. In his studies, he is able to note that it was no ordinary worg, as those are known to be merely offshoots of wolves, with the same basic anatomy, whereas this particular one has large claws instead of the normal feet that a worg would have.
There is little else to be gleaned from the tracks, other than the directions that the worg travelled, leaving straight for the forest to the south-southwest, but approaching from the northwest. Tracing the approaching tracks back, Ranger is able to determine that the worg circled the camp atleast twice before approaching, and that it initially came from someplace to the southeast.
As the group finishes up cleaning the campsite, and prepares to leave for the leg of their journey that will take them through the forest, Tani scans the area, but doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary. There are even a few songbirds around chirping and generally making the area seem a little brighter, as if to discount the fact that anything bad could have happened the previous night.
Once the group is ready to move out again, Jonathan says, "Well, we have a fair days travel ahead of us, be sure to keep a sharp lookout once we reach the forest. Animals aren't likely to bother us on the road, but bandits would have no such reservations. We'll stop a little earlier tonight to set up camp a little more carefully. I'm terribly sorry for what happened last night, I'll be sure to let you do your jobs this night."
So saying, the group begins its trek into the woodlands, amongst gently rolling hills. The day's journey is decidedly uneventful, as the travel takes you into the heart of the woods. Thankfully, the trees spare the intrepid band from the merciless sun, but the vast amounts of plantlife seem to trap the water in the air, and the humidity skyrockets as you get further into the forest.
As evening approaches, some of the oppressive humidity finally begins to dissapate, with a slight mist forming. This is the point when you find a small area to the edge of the road that would make a good campsite, and Jonathan calls a halt to the day's travels.
This night, blissfully, passes without event, and you awaken to a foggy morning, slightly damp from the moisture in the air. A cool breeze blows across the area, and the fog is a thing of the past by midday.
In the early midafternoon, your group spies an overturned wagon just off the roadway.
(I need spot and listen checks from everyone, feel free to react however you want as well.)
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# = Overturned Wagon
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Rnd..Icon.Name......init..AC....HP....Hands...........Status
.NA....g..Geral......NA...18...16/16..Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...??/??..Nothing.........OK, Riding Sargon
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK, On Wagon
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Nothing.........OK, On Wagon
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK, On Wagon
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...18/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
[ March 24, 2003, 03:18 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 24, 2003, 04:17 PM:
(OoC: Listen - 12, Spot - 11)
Geral, having his senses dulled by the long monotone day, notes the wagon ahead but doesn't really pay all that much attention.
Tani really saved me the other day... I owe her honor for that and respect... Small though she is she as well as the other little one have both saved me from possible death now...
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 25, 2003, 07:50 AM:
Her dreams at night consist of seeing her companions getting hurt, over and over and over again. No matter what she does or tries, she can't stop it from happening. Yet she continues to try, and continues to fail as each of her companions turned accusing eyes to her. In her dreams they demand and accuse. She tries harder, but over and over her efforts are in vain.
The next few days following the worg attack find Tani on edge and constantly scanning the horizon. She keeps her crossbow at the ready, feeling safer for having it at hand. She's determined that the next encounter they have will not find them completely unprepared. It seems that adventuring is turning out to be a bit more dangerous than I was first led to believe. It was actually explained quite thoroughly to her, but she only 'heard' certain parts of the lecture.
"You know," she tells Mictian over dinner that night, "I had the most incredible dream that I could cast a spell without having to say anything out loud. I know if I could just remember everything in the dream, I could copy it with my spells. Wouldn't that be great? I think it'd be neat to cast a spell without all the goobly-gook mumbo jumbo. Don't you?"
Tani's dreams continue, leaving her somewhat on edge the following morning. She keeps mainly to herself. Riding in the wagon, she diligently searches through the trees, trying to spot anything that might be a danger. She isn't sure who tied Faithful up next to her, but she's grateful to them. She finds herself reaching out quite often to pat his side. The feel of his coat, the warmth of his skin beneath her fingers help to relax her back into a more normal semblance of herself.
She doesn't stay relaxed as she spots an overturned wagons half hidden in the trees. "Guys, Trouble!" She brings her crossbow up, searching the trees for an ambush.
Spot = {25} (Natural 20!)
Listen = {17}
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 25, 2003, 08:51 AM:
Once inside the woods Ranger keeps his bow in hand almost all the time. Thanks to the humidity he finds that he has to wipe his palms on his breeches every several minutes. It's irritating but at least he's in the woods again.
His mood is clearly brighter and he even quietly whistles an old nursery rhyme to himself as they make their way deeper into the woods.
At Tani's warning Ranger quickly darts around a nearby stand of trees. His senses are alert as he comes around and sees the overturned wagon.
{{Spot = 19}}
{{Listen = 15}}
(ooc... I'm assuming we can move off the path pretty easily at normal mvt rate.)
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Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 25, 2003, 06:58 PM:
Peregrin, curious as to the nature of the wagon ahead, decides to imitate the actions of the worg last night as described by Ranger. He sets out quietly to circle around in the woods, leaving his brite hat on the wagon.
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Spot = 15
Hide = 26
Move Silently = 23
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(Thanx Aidan, I have to fix my money, too)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 25, 2003, 10:20 PM:
Weary from the travel, Geral notices the overturned wagon, but doesn't see or hear anything else out of the ordinary. However, the alert Tani does notice a pair of figures in the woods to the southeast. The intervening trees make it difficult to make out any further details on them though. She can also see that the overturned wagon appears to be devoid of anything of value on the visible portions. Her hearing doesn't pick up anything but a few birds chirping happily in the area.
Ranger also confirms the figures to the southeast, moving around a stand of trees to get a closer look he can make out a pair of small figures huddled close together behind one of the larger trees. As he approaches, he thinks he can hear crying, but the noise stops as he rounds the stand of trees, giving way to a hush interrupted only by the birds in the area.
Curious as always, Perry quickly and quietly moves to the edge of the forest to use the treeline as cover so that those around cannot see him. As he moves, he can make out a muffled crying sound coming from the southeast, but cannot locate its source with his vision. As Ranger moves into the tree area, the sound abruptly stops, ending all chances of locating its source for Perry.
Not noticing anything himself, but seeing the actions that some of his escorts have taken, Jonathan reigns in the horses, bringing his own wagon to a halt, after which he turns to Tani and whispers, "Did you guys see something? Should I wait for you to check it out?"
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T = Trees
W = Jonathan's Wagon
? = Unknown figures
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.NA....g..Geral......NA...18...16/16..Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...??/??..Nothing.........OK, Riding Sargon
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK, hidden/silent
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Longbow.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Xbow(l).........OK, On Wagon
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK, On Wagon
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...18/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
OOC
Movement through the area is restricted by the trees, you can move normally in the open spaces. Moving through a square with a 'T' in it costs an extra 5 feet per 2 squares. Cover will depend on location, but you will be able to get cover fairly easily.
[ March 25, 2003, 10:21 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 26, 2003, 07:12 AM:
Bandits don't cry.
Staying behind half cover from the figures Ranger calls out in common, "hello! Step out where we can see you and you won't be hurt!"
He then repeats it in elvish.
(ooc... didn't even notice that he was missing a lang. )
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 26, 2003, 07:49 AM:
Tani takes a mental note of where everyone is, noticing how quickly Perry and Ranger slipped in among the trees. With Geral up front, that only leaves Mictian and me with Jonathan. She gives her cousin the once over, knowing how much he hates to fight. I guess I'm staying here with the wagon. She'd like to run out among the trees, as Perry and Ranger are doing. Instead, she makes sure her crossbow is ready to go, determined to protect Jonathan at all cost.
She nods her head at Jonathan's question. "Yes, I saw something." She uses her hand to signal off in the direction of the southeast, making sure her hand motion can only be seen by Mictian and Jonathan. She leans over to Faithful, setting him into 'guard' mode. "Stay with the wagon and let the others check things out first. If you have a bow of some kind, I would suggest getting it out. Just a precaution, but it's better safe than sorry."
She eyes the scene up ahead, not liking it at all! "Jonathan, look up ahead. The wagon is almost completely screened by those trees. Where are the horses?" Everything inside her is clamoring at her, telling her something is seriously wrong. She mentally reviews her spells, wondering if one of them will actually be of any use to them this time. "I wonder what happened to the owners of that wagon, or is this a set-up?"
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 26, 2003, 10:15 AM:
"What did you see Tani?" Geral asks. "Would it pose danger for Ranger? I am loathe to leave you three here alone but if you think the danger not too great perhaps I should follow Ranger and help with this at a greater distance?"
Geral strains his eyes and ears to see or hear anything in the direction Tani gestured in.
This is a dangerous place. Quite appropriate for an ambush...
(OoC: spot - 5, listen - 13)
"I still don't see anything or even hear anything Tani..." Geral moves to the ground and remains in fron of the cart, prepared to deal with any possilbe ambush or attack on the wagon or the others.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 26, 2003, 10:31 AM:
Tani continues to scan the area as she answers Geral. "It looked to be two figures off in that direction, but they're being blocked by the trees now, so it's hard to tell."
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 27, 2003, 11:11 AM:
(OOC: First- I'm back from my army trainig thing. Second- I'm going to be leaving the boards for a while. I updated Mictian so he should be ready for the person who inherits him. *sob* I'm going to miss the little guy. Bye. ![[bow]](graemlins/bow.gif)
(Think of it as waving with both hands so hard it's falling over)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 27, 2003, 11:24 AM:
(OOC: We'll miss you Amos! Stay safe!!! )
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 27, 2003, 12:08 PM:
(ooc... take care Amos. We'll look after little Micty for ya.)
Ranger waits patiently for the forms behind the wagon to show themselves. After several seconds he steps out into the open and moves 5' closer.
Then he calls out, "come out! Come out now or I'll fire!"
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 27, 2003, 07:04 PM:
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(OOC: moved ranger for him)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 28, 2003, 01:09 AM:
Ranger's initial warning is met with silence, as whoever, or whatever, was making the noise earlier appears to be attempting to avoid contact.
As Ranger is attempting to make contact, Tani lets Jonathan know what's going on. As a response to her question, he nods solemnly, and quietly replies, "Yes, I see it now. That is indeed a disturbing sight. You don't think bandits would use such a ruse, do you?"
Meanwhile, Perry moves farther into the woods, coming into a small clearing after about 10 feet of moderate foliage. It is now hard for him to see the group, but he is likewise very difficult to see. It is ovbiously darker where he is, as the forest canopy blocks some of the light. Still, there is plenty to see by here with the relatively sparse trees.
After a little bit, Ranger's patience begins to wear a little thin, and he steps forward to make an ultimatum to whoever is listening. As he does so, he can finally clearly see one of the figures from before. It appears to be a human girl, relatively young from her small stature and lack of development. She is dressed in fairly nice clothing, though it appears to have suffered some in the recent past. Her reddish-brown hair is tied into a loose ponytail with a strip of cloth.
As she sees Ranger move into sight and deliver his threat, she springs from her crouched position, launching herself at the warrior with a speed that only the young are capable of. He barely has time to glimpse the second figure behind her before she is waving a long dagger at him, screaming, "I won't let you take him!"
It is obvious that she doesn't have any real skill with the weapon, as her slashes miss wildly. Still, she moves in and out, weaving and dodging, making it very difficult to pin down exactly where she's at at any given point.
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Rnd..Icon.Name......init..AC....HP....Hands...........Status
.NA....g..Geral......NA...18...16/16..Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...??/??..Nothing.........OK, Riding Sargon
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK, hidden/silent
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Longbow.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Xbow(l).........OK, On Wagon
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK, On Wagon
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...18/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
..1....l..Girl.......14...13...??/??..Dagger..........OK?
.NA....?..Unknown....??...??...??/??..????............OK?
OOC
I need initiatives & actions from everyone that goes before the girl. You can still attempt to talk if you want. If all you want to say is a sentence or so, count it as a free action, otherwise make it a standard action. Everyone could clearly hear the girl. Geral and Tani can see her with 9/10 cover, and Ranger can see her without any cover.
Griffin: I think you had the location for the figures a little off, I've bolded the location of the second figure for now.
Amos: It was good having you, I look forward to perhaps having you in another game whenever you decide to return. Stay well .
Everyone: What would you like me to do about Mictian? Should I NPC him, or look for another player?
[ March 28, 2003, 01:12 AM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 28, 2003, 02:01 AM:
(OoC: Init - 20)
Geral, "Ranger! Have you found anyone? Is anyone hurt?" Geral waits to see what is going on and looking about for any sign of danger.
Posted by amos (Member # 90790) on March 28, 2003, 05:48 AM:
I say look for another player. I don't know how long I'll be gone.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 28, 2003, 07:11 AM:
(OOC: Aidan: I like what you did last time when you posted our PC dilemma in the GDT & let the new player decide whether to take over the old PC or create a new one. At this rate, I'd say it might be best if we 'lost' Mic and 'found' a cleric! ![[Roll Eyes]](rolleyes.gif)
Although I really did like having a cousin around.)
Initiative = {27} (waste of a good 20!)
Tani can't help but relax at the angry and defensive tone issuing out of the trees to her southeast. Strangely enough, the defensive tone actually clues her in that this most likely isn't a bandit raid. She glances at Jonathan. "I think bandits could use such a ruse, but it seems we've arrived after the bandits. Wait in the wagon though until the guys give the all clear." She turns to her cousin. "You protect the wagon and Jonathan, I'm going to check out the other wagon.
With that she slips down the side of the wagon, using Faithful as cover, and heads toward the overturned wagon just up ahead. She's careful to keep an eye out for any indication this might be a ruse. She pauses at the tree line, trying to get a better look at the wagon. Is it a simple problem that can be easily fixed? Where are the horses? Would bandits use a young child to lure others out? Possibly. A ruse or not, Tani keeps her loaded crossbow in hand, drawing a more solid feeling of security by having it with her.
Spot = {17} (wagon)
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Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 28, 2003, 08:45 AM:
{{Initiative = 12}}
(ooc... yeah, I thought they were by the wagon.)
Ranger is obviously surprised by the appearance of the girl and her wild attack. With a look of wry amusement he holds his arms out wide to look friendly.
Wary of the dagger she is swinging he says, "whoa there little one. We're not going to hurt you. Careful with that thing. No one's going to take anyone away. Maybe we can help you."
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 28, 2003, 01:37 PM:
Reacting quickly to the situation, Tani lets Jonathan and Mictian know what's going on before slipping down off the wagon to go inspect the overturned wagon. Jonathan nods his acquiescence to her requests, and Mictian replies with a simple, "Ok."
Moving forward, she scans the area around the overturned wagon for any signs of life or anything out of place, but comes up with nothing. The area appears to be completely devoid of anything, alive or dead.
Geral holds his position at the front of the group, calling out, "Ranger! Have you found anyone? Is anyone hurt?" He keeps a sharp eye out to attempt to see what is going on, but doesn't notice anything that he hasn't already seen. He does notice Tani begin moving forward from the wagon, noting that she appears to be headed towards the overturned wagon ahead of them.
Meanwhile the girl continues her frantic assault on Ranger again swinging her blade wide, though she comes much closer to the warrior this time.
Ranger then attempts to calm her by assuming a non-threatening stance, and talking to her, saying, "Whoa there little one. We're not going to hurt you. Careful with that thing. No one's going to take anyone away. Maybe we can help you."
The girl appears startled by his words, finally slowing down enough to actually look at him. Apparently surprised by what she sees, she stops altogether, staring at the man before her. She manages to stammer out, "Y-y-you aren't one of the darklings."
Regaining her composure, she stares hard at Ranger's face, as if looking for something, then demands, "Who are you? Why are you here?"
She resumes a defensive stance, though she is no longer moving, merely holding the dagger in front of her to ward off any surprises.
At such a close range, now that she has stopped moving, it is easy for Ranger to discern her much more clearly. Her face is drawn, and she appears to be tired, as if from lack of sleep. Her clothes are a fine weave consisting primarily of colored silks, though they appear to have suffered recently as they are covered in dust and dirt and are rumpled. She appears to be about 10 or 11 years of age, and the dagger she holds in front of her is highly polished, gleaming in the sunlight that reaches this place. Its hilt is jeweled and the blade is wavy, appearing more like a sacrificial or ceremonial piece, rather than intended for everyday use. She has light brownish-red hair that reaches to the middle of her back. She seems to have tied it back with a strip ripped from the bottom of her dress.
As the two stare at each other, a smaller boy slowly toddles out from the trees, coming to stand behind the girl. As he slowly makes his way up, he addresses the girl with a slight lisp, "La, ith it ok?"
The boy appears to be dressed in clothing similar to what the girl wears, and has close trimmed brown hair. His face is red from crying, and he too is covered in dust and dirt. Based on his height he appears to be no more than 5 or 6 years old.
At his approach, the girl turns her head, and says, to the boy, "Shh, what did I tell you? You need to stay hidden."
To which, the boy, promptly sits down and begins crying again, sobbing, "I wan my momma."
Torn between holding her position between Ranger and the boy's crying, she eventually give up, and move over to where the boy is, putting the dagger back into its sheath and hugging the boy, slowly rocking him back and forth, whispering to him softly.
[ March 28, 2003, 01:42 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 28, 2003, 01:56 PM:
Completely unprepared for dealing with the children Ranger turns around and shrugs helplessly to whoever is in view.
Turning back to the girl he puts away his bow and says, "my name is Ranger. Listen, La, we are just passing through. Can you uh tell me what happened to your mother?"
He says it as gently as possible and drops to one knee several feet back from the girl and boy.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 28, 2003, 02:37 PM:
Tani carefully makes her way to the overturned wagon. Before she actually goes up to it, she'll stop and stare at the ground. She's looking for where the footprints are and where they are not. She's especially looking for any evidence that shows footsteps or paw/claw prints coming from the west side of the forest. She edges closer to the wagon, her hand clenched around her crossbow.
If she spots any footsteps leading into the forest, she will ease back into the trees and decide what to do at that point. If it doesn't look like an ambush, then she will continue to the wagon, searching it for anything that might tell her what happened.
If it seems completely clear, she will step out of the trees long enough to wave at Geral, letting him know she doesn't see anything by shrugging her shoulders and waving them forward.
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Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on March 28, 2003, 07:08 PM:
"Hmmm looks okay..." Geral says to Jonathan and Mictian. He relaxes slightly and moves towards the overturned wagon.
[ March 28, 2003, 07:13 PM: Message edited by: ryfte ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on March 28, 2003, 10:01 PM:
Perry cautiously moves foward, advancing even more, keeping an eye to the west as he heads to where he remembers the wagon to be.
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Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on March 31, 2003, 12:26 AM:
Perry finds himself advancing slowy on the position of the overturned wagon, as the forest near the road has many weeds and vines that slow progress. They don't impede vision so much that he can't see his eventual target though. He doesn't notice much of anything else along his path towards the wagon.
In the meantime, Geral lets Jonathan and Mictian know that the area appears to be safe, though they remain on the lookout as he moves forward towards the overturned wagon to join Tani in her observations.
Scouting the area, Tani comes across a fair number of tracks, but there appears to have been a fight, and the tracks are indistinct. As far as she can tell, the tracks seem to originate to both the east and the west, with the wagon tracks coming up from the south. She doesn't have the skill to glean any other information from the tracks though, especially since many of them are washed out from the rains in the last day. The area otherwise seems to be safe, with no indications of other beings in the area.
As she gets closer to the overturned wagon, Tani can look over and see Ranger apparently takling to someone, though he is strangely kneeling and has put away his weapons. Tani can only make out the back of the figure near the trees, apparently huddled there, occasionally looking at the warrior.
While his companions scout the area, Ranger tries talking to the young girl, putting away his weapons and dropping to her level before saying, "My name is Ranger. Listen, La, we are just passing through. Can you, uh, tell me what happened to your mother?"
Continuing to rock the boy, the girl looks up slowly and peers quizzically at the man before her before matter of factly stating, "My name's not La, it's Lania."
She seems near to tears herself as she continues, "I dunno what happened to our mother, or father, but there were so many..." She sniffs, wiping away a few tears with the end of her sleeve before finishing, "Anyway, I think the darklings took them. I hope they're alright..."
She then turns back to the boy in her arms, who appears to have calmed down some. Seeing this, she turns back and asks, "Can we go with you? We've been here for almost a week, and I don't know how much longer I can take it. I'm so tired... We won't get in your way." She looks hopefully at Ranger waiting for his response.
[ March 31, 2003, 12:29 AM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on March 31, 2003, 10:32 AM:
Tani makes her way back toward the wagon, putting her hand on Faithful's lead and relaxing him from 'Guard' mode. "Good boy!" She gives him a vigorous scratching along his neck ridge. "It seems all clear, at least over here. It looks as though bandits struck from either side of the forest, so keep your eyes peeled. Ranger will have to take a look at the place in order for us to know anything conclusive. He's off talking to someone over in that direction."
"It might be time for a short lunch break." She looks hopefully up at Jonathan, not in the least shy about having a second breakfast, or an early lunch. "Just a small break, until we get everything straightened out. I didn't see anything like claw marks." Even though she's giving him her reassurance that things seem okay, she still doesn't release her hold on her crossbow.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on March 31, 2003, 02:26 PM:
A week? Poor kids. Not much chance of finding any tracks either.
Soothingly Ranger says, "of course you can come with us Lania. We'd never leave you and your brother out here in the woods. C'mon. We'll get you something to eat."
He leads the two kids back to the wagon and hands them off to Tani, Mictian, and Jonathon. He quickly explains what Lania told him and then goes to forage some food. Berries, small game etc...
{{Wilderness lore = 9}}
Returning empty handed Ranger says with a shrug, "these woods are barren except for nettles and grubs."
Unless everyone is in a hurry to go he'll also take a quick look for tracks, just in case. He starts at the wagon and looks for any signs.
{{Wilderness for tracks = 25}}
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 01, 2003, 07:52 PM:
If initiative is over, then Perry just does his h&ms routine until he gets to the wagon. THen he'll search for gold or anything that might be interesting.
Search = 22
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 02, 2003, 02:04 PM:
When the children are introduced and Ranger wanders off, Mictian tries to comfort the children as best he can
[common]"urr, hello children . . . what town are you from? . . . or were from . . . I mean . . . urrr, are you hungry? . . . yes hungry that was it . . . I think I have some bread here somewhere"
*starts rummaging*
*pulls out a scroll, digs out some darts finally finds the hardtack*
"Not the best I know, but it should sustain you . . . perhaps you had better sit in the wagon and rest . . . children need to rest after all . . . and umm, hmmm . . ."
*goes back to rummaging thinking he may have something toy-like somewhere*
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 03, 2003, 02:51 PM:
*Mictian thinks for a moment*
"Ah wait, I know what the children might like . . ."
Mictian whistles for Sargon who had been off sniffing trees. As the big dog comes up, he introduces him to the children. (OOC if their reaction is positive the dog licks their faces, if not, Mictian sends the dog away and works on something else.)
Mictian looks for help from Jonathon or his cousin to help comfort the children.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 04, 2003, 08:03 AM:
(OOC: You know, I don't even remember Sargon. ![[Dubious]](graemlins/dubious.gif)
)
"Find anything?" Tani calls out to Ranger as he makes a sweep of the surrounding area, looking for tracks. From everything she can tell, whoever caused this problem is long gone and all they have now are questions.
She continues looking over the wagon while waiting for Geral to lead the wagon up to this spot. She is quickly joined by Perry. Together they search through the wagon. She looks up and calls out to Jonathan and Mictian that everything seems clear, for now. She also spots her cousin entertaining two very dirty little human children.
She ducks back down into the overturned wagon, her mind working at a furious rate. She peeks her head back up, takes a good long look around. I don't see anyone else. She looks around again, just to make sure. Nope, no other adults. Great. She has nothing against children, but she has never really felt very comfortable around them. Children are so needy! A determined look comes across her face as she silently vows that she's not going to be turned into some kind of wet nurse or nanny just because she's the only female in the group!
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 04, 2003, 08:07 AM:
(OoC: Don't have much time today )
"Looks clear Jonathan." Geral says and moves forwards towards the overturned wagon.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 04, 2003, 08:18 AM:
(ooc... good curve in character Aka. I for one was automatically thinking of dumping the kids on Tani. Maybe I will anyway... ![[Devilish]](graemlins/diablo.gif)
)
"Um, no but it's been a week since the wagon was attacked," Ranger replies to Tani, "at least according to the girl."
Glancing over his shoulder at the kids and Mictian's dog Ranger adds, "maybe you should help with the kids. I think we're done here."
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 04, 2003, 08:48 AM:
*after seeing Ranger and Tani make the all clear*
"well, let's see about cleaning you up a bit"
Remembering how much he liked to watch Uncle Bart; the little man moved his hands through the air and (with not a little dramatic flourish and some magic sparkles) he quickly cleaned up the children. Then, in a puff of smoke and a small flash of light, he conjured as if from nowhere a small figure resembling a girl and a small, soft, roughly shaped puppy figurine . These he passed to the girl and boy who had smiled at his little tricks. (OOC: prestidigitation, good for one hour, the figurines are permanent). They seemed to him to be very tired and finally relaxing after the ordeal.
"Jonathon, is there a spot on this wagon we can convert to a bed?"
[ April 04, 2003, 08:50 AM: Message edited by: escherblacksmith ]
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 04, 2003, 09:38 AM:
(OOC: yeah, but the figurines are pathetic. )
With Johnathan allowing the break, PErry will spend the full 2 minutes it takes to search the wagon. (that makes a 27 check)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 04, 2003, 10:19 AM:
"You found 'em, there your responsibility!" Tani is quick to inform Ranger. I knew it! Stick me with them. What do I look like, the nanny!?! I did not come out here to babysit! She throws him a thoroughly disgusted look and turns to help Perry go through the wagon. She quickly become completely absorbed in searching through the wagon for anything salvageable.
Search = {25} (taking 20)
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 04, 2003, 10:52 AM:
OOC: I'd prefer crude . . . what do you want for nothing, rubber biscuit?
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 04, 2003, 12:24 PM:
Taken aback by Tani's sharp words Ranger stammers, "but your the wo..." Whoa there. Think of something else. Anything!
"But your the, uh, same height as them. Less, um, intimidating. They seem to like Mictian a lot."
Eager to make an escape he then says, "I'm gonna go up the road a ways. Make sure everything is clear further down."
Ranger will move about 50' further down the path keeping a sharp eye out for trouble.
{{Spot = 10}}
{{Listen = 10}}
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 04, 2003, 04:36 PM:
(OoC: ![[ROFL]](graemlins/roflmao.gif)
)
Geral looks strangely at the children when he sees them, "Why are they covered in dirt? And their clothes are in such... dissarray?" He blushes slightly immediately following his words. "Uh, forgive me little ones. Where I come from and as a child dirt does not stick to us so nor do we, uh, did we, have the power to appear as you do..." Geral trails off into silence.
I believe I have done what these people often say, "eaten my own foot" or something like that... I wonder how you care for them? Would it be any different?
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 05, 2003, 01:20 AM:
OOC
Sorry for taking so long to get to this guys, you've done a great job with the RP in my absence though, and for that, I'm going to award everyone 300 xp. I'll be working on my update momentarily, but for now, a review of the things that need to be changed for Mictian. (Thanks for taking over escherblacksmith, everyone feel free to say hi if you didn't notice this in the previous GDT .)
escherblacksmith: You can post your own copy of Mictian if you want to be able to edit, or else I'm keeping relatively regularly updated copies of all the sheets on the site linked on the first page if you'd rather use that for reference, I know you didn't do the levelling here, but these changes are for your reference:
Should have 3050xp (not including the previous paragraph's amount) instead of 3000
Mictian's HP should be 18 instead of 16 (forgot to add the +2 from con)
Attacks should be 1 higher (forgot to add new BAB)
Should have 1 more 1st level spell prepared (From 16 Int bonus)
Missing the healing salve from Tani on sheet
Coins- 3pp, 118gp, 19sp (saddlebags, 3wt) is what I have for money.
And that's everything, nothing major .
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 05, 2003, 02:18 AM:
Making her way back to the Jonathan's wagon, Tani lets Jonathan, Geral, and Mictian know that everything appears to be ok. She also inquires as to the possibility of a short break so that Ranger can check out what tracks she did find.
Jonathan agrees to taking an early lunch, "That sounds like a decent idea. I was planning on stopping for a rest break soon anyways, we can take a little extra time to eat and let Ranger check things out.
Tani then heads back to check out the overturned wagon in detail, arriving shortly before Perry. Together, the two halflings search every last square inch of the wagon, coming up with nothing to show for their efforts, save some dust and sweat. The wagon appears almost new, with hardly a scratch upon it. There is no sign that it was tipped over during a battle, it looks like it was set that way on purpose.
In the meantime, Ranger tells Lania that she and her brother are welcome to come with the group. In response, the girl's expression lightens noticably, and she gushes, "Oh, thank you so much. Thank you. I promise we won't be any trouble. This is Morgan," as she indicates the boy. She the moves over to the boy, quietly talking to him, before turning around to allow him to climb up on her back. She carries him that way as she follows Ranger back to the wagon.
When they get back to the wagon, he leaves the children in Mictian's care, and heads off to gather a few bits of food, but returns empty handed, stating, "These woods are barren except for nettles and grubs."
Lania looks at him quizzically and lets him know, "Oh, we've already eaten this morning, we'll be ok. I'm just a bit tired right now."
As Ranger heads off to inspect the tracks, Mictian takes over, asking a few questions while looking for something to entertain them with. When he asks about where they're from, Lania simply replies, "We're from Bri Ili." She smiles wanly at his efforts, but it obvious that she is far too tired to really be interested in entertainment. The boy, Morgan, however is quite happy to see the Sargon, smiling and cheering, "Doggie!" while he toddles after the creature.
He also watches raptly as Mictian produces a few crude figurines from nowhere, happily taking them from the halfling.
Ranger then heads over to check out the tracks Tani noticed near the overturned wagon, and comes to the conclusion that there were about a dozen bipeds that came from the forest on both sides to converge upon a wagon in the center of the road. There are some indications of a fight, but it is difficult to tell due to the recent rains. The tracks all exit the road heading into the forest to the west, with some marks indicating that many things were being dragged that way as well.
Lania watches her brother for a few minutes before apparently deciding that he will be ok, as she lies down on the ground and falls quickly asleep, completely exhausted.
Morgan looks at Geral with wonder as he comes over, staring at the older man's odd coloration and mannerisms. He doesn't say anything, merely watching the monk move around. He also watches the exchange between Tani and Ranger, but doesn't seem to grasp what is being said.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 05, 2003, 05:30 PM:
Tani finally makes her way back over to where Jonathan and the rest of the group are. She sets down her crossbow, making sure it isn't accessible to the younglings that they seem to have inherited. "Let me help you with lunch." She helps pass out the food, taking an extra slice of fruit out of her serving and slipping it to the little boy when no one else is looking.
She seems somewhat subdued still, going off to spend time with Faithful and give him an extra nibble of her bread. His lips reach out a little further than expected and there is a squabble as Tani fights over the bread with Faithful, in the end losing the bread altogether. "Well, how rude," She informs him, hands on her hips and staring at him accusingly. Her horse only gives a whicker, which sound remarkable in its resemblance to a laugh. She sticks out her finger to scold him but instead starts to giggle when he reaches out to lip her finger in a hopeful expectation for more. "Stop that! You are a naughty boy." Her words don't match her actions, and it seems that whatever was bothering her has been released.
She gives Faithful a final pat and moves back to the group. "So, anyone find out how long these guys have been out here & what their story is?" It's obvious she means the two children.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 05, 2003, 08:23 PM:
"Judging by the signs," Ranger says returning from his search, "at least a few days. No reason to doubt the girl's guess of a week."
After chewing down a mouthful of jerky followed by a long pull from his waterskin, Ranger says, "well, nothing more we can do here. Let's move along to Bri Ili. We can find an uncle and aunt or some other relative."
Not likely the parents are alive. Poor little kids. I feel terrible for them.
Shouldering his gear Ranger waits until the wagon is ready and then retakes his position out front.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 06, 2003, 03:55 AM:
Geral pokes at the scruffy girl snoring on the ground. "Do these things need to be bathed or something? I just don't get it! It's... wierd! Like you, no offense intended, I assure you, only much worse!" Geral gazes back at the little boy, "Do you need something? Can I help you?"
Turning to the others Geral seems even more confused, "Does it want something?"
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 06, 2003, 02:52 PM:
(OOC: Ummm, Ryfte?)
quote:
Originally posted by escherblacksmith:
"well, let's see about cleaning you up a bit"
Remembering how much he liked to watch Uncle Bart; the little man moved his hands through the air and (with not a little dramatic flourish and some magic sparkles) he quickly cleaned up the children
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 07, 2003, 07:51 AM:
(OOC: Okay, I think I will repost.)
Mictian the Polyglot
Player: escherblacksmith (was Amos)
Male Halfling Rog/Wiz lvl 1/2
Chaotic Good
Experience: 3350 (as of 04/05/03)
Rolls: Mictian
Str 10 (+0) .. 4pts (-2 race)
Dex 18 (+4) ..10pts (+2 race)
Con 14 (+2) .. 6pts
Int 16 (+3) ..10pts
Wis 08 (-1) .. 0pts
Cha 08 (-1) .. 0pts
Hit Points 1d6+1d4+4=1d4=2 = 18
AC 17 (+4 dex, +2 armor, +1 size)
Init +4 (+4 dex)
BAB +2
Speed 20 (base 20, light load 23.5/24.75, light armor)
Fort +3, Ref +7, Will +3
+2 Melee, dagger, 1d4, 19-20/x2
+7(8) Ranged, dagger, 1d4(+1), 19-20/x2, 10'r (PBS)
+6(7) Ranged, light crossbow, 1d8(+1), 19-20/x2, 80'r (PBS)
Small, 3'2" tall, 34 wt, 23 yrs old
Blond hair, Green eyes
Speaks Common, Halfling, Dwarven, Goblin, Orc, Draconic, Giant, Celestial, Abyssal, Infernal, Sylvan and Elven
Skills: (44 rogue, 10 wizard)
+12 Hide (4,0)
+10 Move Silently (4,0)
+8 Tumble (4,0)
+8 Appraise (4,0)+1
+7 Craft {Bookmaking} (4,0)
+7 Search (4,0)
+8 Spellcraft (0,4)+1
+6 Escape Artist (2,0)
+5 Ride (1cc,0)
+4 Knowledge {Arcana} (0,1)
+3 Listen (2,0)
Speak Language (7cc,0)
+6 Alchemy (3)
Feats
-Point Blank Shot
-Scribe Scroll
-Create wondrous items
Halfling Traits:
-+2 Dex, -2 Str
-+1 Size to AC, Attacks
-+4 Size to Hide
-+2 Climb, Jump, Move Silently, Listen
-+1 to all Saves
-+2 (additional) vs. fear
-+1 with thrown weapons
-Favored class is rogue
Rogue Abilities
-Sneak Attack +1d6
Wizard Abilities
-Wizard Spells
-Summon Familiar
-Scrobe Scroll
Spells Prepared 4/3 (lev2 wiz; int 16)
0th- Detect Magic, Prestidigitation, Resistance, Read magic
1st- True strike, Summon monster, Magic Missle
Spellbook
0th- Resistance, Ray of Frost, Detect Poison, Daze, Flare, Light, Dancing Lights, Ghost Sound, Disrupt Undead, Mage Hand, Mending, Open/Close, Arcane Mark, Detect Magic, Prestidigitation Performs minor tricks., Read Magic
1st- Change Self, Identify, Mage Armor, Magic Missile, Shield, Silent Image, Sleep, Spider Climb, True strike, Summon Monster
The fourth child of seven, Mictian was born to a family of adventurers. His father and mother formed, along with Bartlebendok Gnolanderus, the illustious gnomish illusionist (whom Mictian knows as "Uncle Bart"), the core of the group known as the "Rabid Mice". All of his brothers and sisters, with the exception of Oliver (the-second eldest male), are adventurers. The family holds a reunion every five years at Midsummer's Fest (or whatever), a massive gathering as only halflings can host.
As a child Mictian was fascinated with Uncle Bart's "magic", and from him received the majority of his education, including his proficiency with languages. When he came of age, Mictian left his community to further his studies with others who followed the arcane arts. This transition was eased for Mictian by the presence of his cousin Tana, a familiar face in an overly large city. Tana has recently been compelled to travel, however, and at the urgings of his trainers Mictian was glad to accompany her.
Mictian is small, excitable, friendly, talkative, and obnoxious. His blond topknot is never quite straight, there's almost always a buckle loose on his leather armor, and he seems almost vapid at times. When his attention is focused, however, his clear blue eyes rapidly absorb information, devoted to the task at hand. He has a few daggers visible on his person, a crossbow on his back, and a smile on his face. He is rarely seen without his dog, Sargon, at his side.
Special
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Sargon
Riding Dog
Medium size Animal
Speed 40ft
HP 13
AC 16
Init +2
Saves: +5 Fort, +5 Ref, +1 Will
Attacks: Bite +3 melee for 1d6+3 damage
SQ: Scent
Skills: +5 Listen, +5 Spot, +5 Swim, +1 Wilderness Lore
Can carry 100/200/300 lbs (light/medium/heavy)
Equipment:
Riding Saddle (worn, 25wt) 10gp
Saddlebags (saddle, 8wt) 4gp
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Leather Armor (worn, 7.5wt) 10gp
Dagger (belt left, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (belt right, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (belt rear, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot left, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot right inside, 1wt) 2gp
Dagger (boot right outside, 1wt) 2gp
Belt pouch (belt left, -wt) 1gp
Spell Component Pouch (belt right, -wt) 5gp
Light Crossbow (right shoulder, 6wt) 35gp
Bolt Quiver, 16 bolts (left shoulder, 2wt) 2gp
Backpack (center back, 0.5wt) 2gp
Bedroll (saddlebags, 1.25wt) 1sp
Everburning Torch (saddlebags, 1wt) 90gp
Trail Rations- 14 days (saddlebags, 3.5wt) 7gp
4 Daggers (saddlebags, 4wt) 8gp
4 Potions of Cure Light Wounds (saddlebags, -wt) Free
1 tin Healing salve (full round action)
Spellbook (saddlebags, 0.75wt) Free
Coins- 3pp, 118gp, 19sp, 3cp (saddlebags, 3wt)
1 comb (pouch, -wt)
1 set of 3 darts (pouch, 1.5wt)
1 piece of soap (pouch, -wt)
Scroll of Burning Hands (pouch, -wt) 25gp
Scroll of Ray of Enfeeblement (pouch, -wt) 25gp
Scroll of see invisibility
2 unidentified scrolls
400gp used to write spells in book
[ April 08, 2003, 07:33 AM: Message edited by: escherblacksmith ]
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 07, 2003, 08:03 AM:
Tani gives Geral a thwack in the thigh, one of those that sounds loud but is hardly felt. "Geral!" She sees the little boy laugh over the antic and thwacks him with her hand again. "Ya, I know, makes the most disgustingly perfect sound, doesn't it." She shrugs at the toddler. Turning back to the giant of a humanoid, she scolds him. "Don't your people have children? I can't imagine you come out all full grown and knowin' everything. They have ears you know." She turns to regard the children. "I think Mictian did an excellent job in cleaning them up." She turns to look over at her disheveled cousin. "Now they are actually cleaner than the rest of us, except you," she declares at Geral.
"If everyone is finished with lunch, let's decide what we're going to do with that nice, shiny new wagon over there and be on our way. Is it possible to hook up a horse to each wagon? I know it will be slower going and it's probably best to leave the thing here." She looks over at it wistfully, picturing dreams of making extra money with the extra hauling space. She heaves a sigh of regret and turns to another matter.
"If these little one's don't have any relatives in Bri Ili, what then?"
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 07, 2003, 08:27 AM:
Seeing Geral's reaction to the boy, Mictian steps in to assist.
"Now-now, Geral, the boy is just curious, heck, I probably stared myself for quite sometime. Indeed sometimes now I still strive to get a good look at you. I mean everything is just so organized and the color swirls and whatnot. So really it isn't very surprising, indeed, it should be expected, why I had an uncle who had a mole (well several moles to tell the truth) on his back that when scrunched a certain way became an exact (if one squinted while looking at it) representation of his dear wife (now departed, rest her soul), or sometimes a rotten pear. Even now, children still follow him around to see what it looks like on any given day. So the curious thing . . . {this keeps up for another 2-3 min} . . . So, to sum up, Geral, this is, umm, Morgan, right lad? And Morgan, this is Geral."
You know, now that I think of it, I wonder how Uncle Sarking is doing . . .
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 07, 2003, 09:04 AM:
"Hmmm, well, of course we have children Tani but they don't... ever... uh... " I don't want to hurt the boy's feelings... Or Tani's... Perhaps this is somehow upsetting to them? Hmmm... Geral pauses a moment then crouches down before Morgan, "Hello there Morgan. Would you like to see this?" Geral puts both his hands together in front of the child with the edges together and palms facing upwards. "See, they are exactly identical. Yet mirrored. Hmmm. Not very interesting? Well, how about this then?"
Geral does a few flips, rolls and tumbles for him to see if this lightens up the mood. The others seem so defensive... The child looks to be close to four or perhaps five... Certainly old enough to be treated as such... Granted play is certainly not beyond his years nor even ours but...
(OoC: Trying to play up the cultural differences here for any who have been wondering... Based on a creature of order, society of order, and one for whom the natural "chance" of the universe tends to be completely stable and patterned. )
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 07, 2003, 06:53 PM:
(OOC: I knew that's what you were doing, but I'm also a staunch defender of "Limited Limited Wish" as I call it. Mention more the irregularites. Such as an uneven hem due to a ripped cloth or something. complain about his hair, and perhaps brush it yourself, making it perfectly neat.)
Perry, seeing Geral jumping about, and rolling around, starts to use him as target practice. His daggers are left in his pack, and his pack on the wagon, as he runs around after tossing the hat at Geral.
Posted by Master of the Squirrel's (Member # 68430) on April 07, 2003, 08:41 PM:
CALLING AYDAN PRYDE! YOUR WANTED IN DRAGON HUNTING (LIFESTYLES OF THE RICH AND BARDIC)! GO NOW OR RISK LOSING YOUR SPOT! No BIG rush, but the game is starting to actually progress.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 08, 2003, 02:37 AM:
Morgan watches the byplay between Geral, Tani and Mictian, smiling happily when he is addressed, but doesn't appear to really understand what is going on. He looks quizzically at Geral when the monk holds his hands up for inspection, but is quite amused when the monk begins his tumbling routine, even clapping happily near the end when Perry joins in the routine. When Geral and Perry finish, the boy gleefully chants, "Again! Again!" He eventually calms down when the group begins gathering for an early lunch.
As everyone gathers back near the wagon, which Jonathan has moved to the side of the road, a quick lunch consisting of a few fruits and hard tack is brought out.
Seeing the food, Morgan looks confused for a moment before heading over to his sister's sleeping form and nudging her awake. As soon as she sits up, and while she's still wiping her eyes clear, he questions her, "eat time?" Looking about Lania sees what's happening, and stands, nodding to her younger brother, saying, "Yes, we can eat now, go ahead." With his sitser's go ahead, the young boy quickly trundles over to where the rest of the group has seated and food is being passed around. He quickly accepts the food given to him, and rapidly begins eating. He beams happily when Tani slips him another piece of fruit, and easily downs that as well.
Lania is more subdued, carefully thanking the group as she is given her share. She still appears to be tired, but happy, as her brother takes easily to his new companions.
When Tani asks about the children, Lania looks surprised, but quickly responds, "Oh, I guess I should introduce myself. My name's Lania, and this is my younger brother Morgan." So saying, she indicates the boy.
"As to what happened, I'm not exactly sure myself. We were moving from Bri Ili to Sid Belug, but on the third day out we were attacked. I don't know what attacked us, but whatever they were, they were very difficult to see in the shadows. The last thing I remember is our mother shoving us into that small clearing and telling us to stay quiet until she came back..." She trails off a bit, taking a moment to wipe her eyes before continuing the apparently painful story, "As you can see, she never came back, and we've been hiding here for nearly a week. Noone else has passed by in that time. A few of the dark things came back later to finish taking everything off the wagon, then they cleaned it up and left it there," she points to the overturned wagon. "We ran out of water after about two days. I thought we'd have to search for something to drink, but the next morning there was a bowl of water and some fruits next to where we were sleeping. I have no idea where it came from, but it was refilled every morning after. And that's how we've been living since the attack. It wasn't much, but I'm just happy that you found us before the dark things." She ends there, looking to the group for an acknowledgement, then sits back down before answering any further questions.
When the subject of the other wagon is brought up, Jonathan replies, "While I'd like to have another wagon in such condition, we don't have enough horses to pull both, as my wagon is heavy and requires both of my horses to pull. However, since the traffic through this area is apparently stopped, I don't see any harm in your returning to claim it after we complete the journey to Bri Ili. You should be able to acquire a horse or two to haul it there easily enough."
OOC
escherblacksmith: For future reference, you should indicate what spells you have prepared for the day if they're different than what you've listed on the sheet. Mictian hasn't normally prepared Prestidigitation at all. I'll let it slide this time though .
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 08, 2003, 06:56 AM:
She nods as Lania introduces herself and her little brother. She listens gravely to the girls sad story. "Well, I'm Tani. And this is Mictian, Geral, Jonathan, who leads this group, and Ranger, whom you've already met." She points to each person as she says their names. "Do you have any friends or family back in Bri Ili?" She is hoping that the girl will answer in the affirmative since it would be a shame to have to leave these two at the local Temple. They'd probably be separated and likely as not, never get to really see each other again. No, it'd be best to find a relative. She tries to ignore the uneasy feeling being around small children gives her.
She doesn't know what to make over the part of Lania's story where food and water were supplied them. She starts to say something, than realizes she will have to be careful what she says around these two. I was going to say it's a good thing someone took pity on them or all we would have found are two small bodies. That would definitely not be the right thing to say. She switches what she was about to say, instead saying, "Your mother would be very proud of you."
Before leaving, she walks over into the forest just a short ways where Lania and Morgan were hiding. "Thank you!" She calls out to anyone or anything that could be listening. She doesn't know who or what was helping the children, but she figures it's only polite to thank them for their courtesy. Her family's ties to the elves have left her with enough knowledge to know that some elves live out in the forests and avoid the other races like the plague. She assumes there could be other things out here like that, but her heart would like it to be wild elves.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 08, 2003, 07:28 AM:
Now, that is interesting . . . who could be taking care of them here in the forest? Someone waiting for a group like ours to come along I suppose. Well, since Tani has gone off to thank them, that should be that
Looking at Lania,"Do you still have the bowl by any chance? I would like to take a look to see who your mysterious benefactors might be. It wasn't unknown to us to have little helpers in the forest, indeed I played that role myself from time to time, although I wasn't nearly as quiet as my siblings . . . still there are ways if one knows . . ."
(oocAidan, yeah, sorry about that, I updated the prepared 1st list and didn't even look at the Cantrips. btw, do you have some sort of calendar going on?)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 08, 2003, 08:10 AM:
Wary of danger and watchful eyes, more so after Lania's talk of unseen benefactors, Ranger nibbles on lunch while leaning against a nearby tree. Even Geral, Perry, and Mictian's antics do little to lighten his mood.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 09, 2003, 11:49 PM:
Lania answers Tani's question about relatives in Bri Ili affirmatively, "Yes, we've got our grandparents, and a couple aunts and uncles living there." She sighs heavily, continuing, "We were going to be the first members out of there in many years. Now I don't know what we'll do..." she trails off, looking pained at the thought.
Thankful for his interruption, she shakes her head at Mictian's follow-up, "No, I always left it where it was in the morning. I didn't want to take something that wasn't really mine. I'm glad that someone was kind enough to help us, and am a little sad that I have nothing to give back."
In the meantime, Ranger watches the area warily, but doesn't notice anything out of place beyond the overturned wagon. He mulls over what might be happening around here, concerned about the unusual tale Lania has presented. (I'd like a Knowledge (Nature) check from Ranger.)
When it finally comes time to leave, Tani takes a moment to call out a thank you near where the children were found, hoping that whoever was kind enough to help will hear her. (Need a spot check from Tani.)
Lania offers, "I don't want to be too much inconveniece. I can see your wagon is fairly full, so I'll walk if you'd like. But, Morgan won't really be able to keep up, so if you could find a little space for him that would be appreciated."
Jonathan replies with, "No, I'm sure we can find some space for both you and your brother. Perhaps if Tani were to ride her pony, we could come up with enough space for you. We can rearrange things a little better when we set up camp tonight, but that should be sufficient for now."
OOC
escher: Thanks for updating the sheet. I do have a calendar of sorts, though it's only been a couple days in game time since we started. It's currently late spring/early summer. If you want a more detailed calendar for something, let me know, and I'll put that at the top of my list of things to type up .
[ April 09, 2003, 11:57 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 10, 2003, 07:28 AM:
Not even banging his head against a tree can dislodge any insight into Lania and Morgan's mystery benefactor.
{{Wild Lore = 12}}
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 11, 2003, 09:00 AM:
Tani can't help but feel relief when Lania confirms that the children have relatives in Bri Ili. Good! I would hate to think they'd be separated at so young an age. And poor little Morgan is too young to remember his parents. He should at least get to stay with his sister. She gladly agrees to ride Faithful and give the kids more room in the wagon.
Time seems to fly by and she finds everything packed up and ready to go. She makes sure to head over to where Lania and Morgan had been hiding for the past week, calling out a thanks to whoever their invisible benefactor might be. If she does spot someone or something, and it's elven, she will simply give a nod of respect and make her way back to the wagon, a private smile playing at the corners of her mouth. She is usually smiling about something, so her companions won't think anything of it.
Spot = {24}
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 11, 2003, 11:47 AM:
Once the wagon is packed, Mictian grooms Sargon a bit and gets him ready to continue. Whatever attacked the other wagon, would certainly have some interest in them.
With the kids stowed away, he approaches Jonathon. In a quiet voice, "Jonathon, any idea what these 'Darklings' are the children referred to? I think we should ask more information from them, but they should rest first I think. I suppose the creatures could be anything, who knows what could be in a forest like this one, after all, many denizens of the wild could be thought of as 'dark', still I would think it would mean something else other than regular bandits, what do you think?"
Awaiting for the Jonathon's answer Mictian gives his mind over to thoughts of the previous battles and what might be necessary in the future.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 12, 2003, 12:38 AM:
In his musings, Ranger comes to the conclusion that he doesn't know who or what helped the children, but he is aware that there are beings that would do such a thing.
While Tani heads off to say her thanks to whoever helped the children, Mictian quietly approaches Jonathan after Lania and Morgan are settled in the back of the wagon. Jonathan responds, "You're right, of course, though I haven't heard of anything that would fit the description given. Certainly, we should be on the lookout, as I doubt anyone planning ambushes would leave a wagon such as this out in sight without good reason. Perhaps you should try talking to the girl later when we camp for the night, she might have more information that we could use to plan ahead."
Meanwhile, the children have settled into the small area provided for them, and curl up together, falling quickly asleep. It appears that they will remain that way for atleast a few hours, as they were acting tired near the end of the lunch break.
Before leaving, Tani heads over to say her thanks for the children. When she moves into the clearing where they were found, she notices the 'bowl' that Lania mentioned earlier, little more than hollowed piece of wood. It appears to be empty, save for a single large leaf with some markings upon it. She also thinks she sees an elven form walk directly into a tree a little southeast of the clearing and disappear, but it is over quickly, and she can't be certain of what she has seen.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 12, 2003, 12:46 AM:
Geral periodically attempts to straighten the two children up, aligning their clothes, brushing their hair and plucking stray leaves and scrap from their clothes. "No, no, no Morgan, you take the "comb" yes, this is a comb! And you use it like so... Is that a scrap of your lunch in your hair?!?!"
Geral throws his hands up in the air, "Keep the comb Morgan and just try every once in a while..."
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 12, 2003, 12:54 AM:
(ooc... I think we just had a wee peek into Ryfte's RL experiences. )
Once everyone is set Ranger heads down the trail about 30' in front of the wagon. He keeps his bow in hand and tries not to let that nagging thing he should know distract him from the task at hand.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 12, 2003, 04:15 AM:
(OoC: You have NO idea how true that statement was! I helped my 4 year old in the bathroom at 2:15 this morning as he was completely zoned... The baby has woken up twice... etc. Still haven't slept yet and it's almost 4:30 in the morning... got an 8:00 apt too... Gonna be a long day... sorry about the OoC being so long... )
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 12, 2003, 06:18 AM:
(OOC: yeah, I've got an idea of what you're talking about. I was 6 when my baby brother was born, now he's 13. do the math, and you'll find my dad was away in Desert Storm. Not fun. More scary than an STD)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 14, 2003, 07:10 AM:
Tani smiles secretly to herself. An elf! I knew it! She mentally hugs herself, somehow feeling closer to home right now than she has in all the months since she and Mictian left. She casually moves over to the bowl and nimbly yet gently picks up the leaf, wondering what the markings mean. It doesn't occur to her to pick up the bowl too, since that is obviously the elf's. She gives a bow to the retreating form of the elf, knowing that they have probably been watched by several of them the entire time they've been here. The thought actually makes her feel safer, despite the horror of what took place here a week ago.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 14, 2003, 08:00 AM:
Mictian rides up ahead a little bit to see Ranger (if he is back to the overturned wagon) "What shall we do with the wagon? I suppose we could leave it here, but I would think it would be an unnecessary distraction for future travellers, and perhaps even a good place for an ambush, was Tani's idea not feasible? I am myself unfamiliar with the pulling abilities of these animals, but they seem fit enough."
He then heads to where he saw Tani last (or goes to find her if not there), "Did you see anything? I would guess not, I am sure they are very secretive, whoever they are. Perhaps they are even some of our people, but I would have thought they would have come to greet us or some sort of contact, still one can never tell."
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 14, 2003, 12:23 PM:
As she picks up the leaf, Tani can see that the markings upon it are in the elven script, but don't form any words that are familiar to her. The leaf is large, large enough that there appears to be an entire sentence written on it in, what appears to be, berry juice, which has bled a little, but remains readable.
Once she has returned, and everyone is ready, Jonathan gives the order to move out. Ranger remains at the head of the column, scouting ahead, and mulling over the events thus far.
The remainder of the day passes quickly and uneventfully, and as day heads into evening, the area begins to rapidly darken as the sun dips below the treeline. Thankfully, the group has found a suitable waypoint to camp for the night, and setup of camp can begin.
Morgan continues to sleep in the back of the wagon while the camp is being readied, but Lania wakes at the cessation of motion, and sees what is going on. Not wanting to feel like a freeloader, she pitches in, helping to gather some firewood, the sets to preparing the evening meal. She waves off any offered help, saying, "It's the least I can do for your help. Please, relax, I'll take care of dinner."
Finally she finishes, and the food is served. After making sure that everyone has enough, she takes a bit over to Morgan, waking him so that he can eat. The boy eats ravenously, wolfing down the, surprisingly good, meal. As soon as he is done, Lania takes some for herself, finally sitting down near the rest of the group to eat her own.
(ooc: I need to know if you guys want to use the same watch schedule as before, or if you want to change it any. Also, just let me know when you're ready for me to do the night, I imagine that you'll want to do a few things before going to bed .)
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 15, 2003, 09:14 AM:
Upon stopping Mictian goes to find his cousin,
(if he finds her)
"So, did you discover the mysterious benefactors, some of our kin I'll wager. Distant to be sure, but I believe most of us little folk reside everywhere in this world. I have been half expecting to see some distant thane come out to meet us, this does seem like that sort of wood. Too bad I forgot to see the bowl, might have been quite a clue, or perhaps not. These things are tricky afterall."
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 15, 2003, 02:56 PM:
(OOC: Aidan: Do the markings look to be the same as the one's on the elven map she has? I'm all for the same watch schedule, though I must admit I don't remember what the old one was. EscherBM: Oooh, that doesn't sound too good, does it? There's a marble snatch game that's supposedly been going on between Tani, Mictian, and Perry since the beginning of the trip. Basically, we try to pick pocket the red marble off each other. Whoever produces the marble before the dinner meal gets a point. It's basically just something to help pass the time when out on the trail, as well as helping us three hone our pick pocket skills. )
Tani briefly looks over the markings on the leaf, comparing them in her mind to the ones on the map she found at the Keep. She carefully tucks it into her belt pouch, deciding to compare it later to the map. She looks up as her cousin's voice breaks the surrounding silence.
"What in the world would make you think it one of our people?" She gives Mictian an odd look before remembering that his side of the family are mainly adventurers while her side are the diplomats. "Oh, I assumed it would be the wild elves that we occasionally have dealings with. They are a very elusive race and even getting to spot one, however briefly, is quite an honor." She looks thoughtfully back at the spot where she thought she glimpsed the elf, a small smile still tugging at her lips.
"The bowl is over there, however, if you'd like to take a look. I don't think it would be proper to take it though, seeming as how it isn't ours." She gives her cousin a shrug and points out where the little bowl is. "I wish we had something we could leave behind as a thanks to whoever helped out the children. It seems the polite thing to do; I just can't think of what would be appropriate. Do you have any ideas?"
After he's done looking at the bowl and has put it back, she turns to her cousin. "Come! We've lots of daylight left and I'm eager to get to Bri Ili!" She takes his arm, dancing and skipping back to the wagon, dragging him along with her. "I'm sure glad you're here!" She gives his arm a little squeeze. "It's not quite as lonely being away from home with you by my side." She's grateful for her cousin's presence and gives him a peck on the cheek before rushing off to help get things moving.
She spends the day riding Faithful and keeping a look-out on their back trail and along the sides of the forest. Her crossbow sits across her thighs, ready for any danger which may present itself. She's coming to quickly realize that the wilderness is never a place to let one's guard down in, and even though she would never admit it out loud, she is a little more vigilant since the two youngsters have joined the group.
Tani can't help but be impressed with Lania. She admires the young girls' fortitude and strength under adversity. She helps keep Morgan occupied by pulling a marble out of his ear, then making it disappear, only to reappear from out of thin air right under his nose. She uses the red marble that she last filched from Perry, laughing as both Mictian and Perry realize she's had it for days. (lol) "My point," she laughingly remarks as they pass by.
Dinner is a quiet affair. "Thanks for cooking!" Tani wolfs down her food, licking her fingers and even using her finger to get every last juicy drop off her plate. After dinner she helps to clean up, than spends time currying Faithful. She finds that grooming him is soothing and helps her to relax, so she's gotten into the habit of grooming him every night before going to sleep herself. (ooc: I'll wait until you post a map before I post where I'll sleep.)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 16, 2003, 12:59 AM:
As Tani examines the leaf, she can tell the script appears to be a more modern form of elven than that shown on the map she recovered from the skeleton in the keep. Still, while the words appear somewhat normal, she cannot make out their meaning, deducing that it might actually be in another language that uses the elven script, and would, thus, look very similar.
Lania smiles at the halfling woman when she says her thanks for the meal, saying, "I hope you liked it, it's the least I could do for your group, considering all you're doing for myself and my brother."
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 16, 2003, 06:49 AM:
Once camp is set up and everyone has eaten and is relaxing, Tani pulls out the leaf and passes it around to the others in the group. "Is anyone able to read what's written there?" She carefully watches the leaf as it passes from adult hand to adult hand, hoping that Ranger or one of the others will know the language. I'm simply going to have to have someone teach me this language!
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 16, 2003, 07:38 AM:
"well pass it this way then and let me have a gander. Is it elvish? I love reading elvish script. So peaceful and beautiful in its curves and lines. Not like draconic which has a much more majesty and gothic feel. But even the dwarves have a beauty if more rough, like rapids in a pleasant stream. And even sylvan . . . "
As Mictian awaits the leaf he continues his discourse on the beauty of languages and scripts. As he thinks about languages he kinds of loses himself in thought until someone nudges him with the leaf.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 16, 2003, 09:02 AM:
Ranger gulps down the first portion of dinner but then remembers his manners and slows down. He also compliments Lania on her cooking skills.
When the subject of the leaf comes up Ranger is about to offer to take a look but Mictian speaks up first. And since the halfling is so clearly excited Ranger stays quiet.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 16, 2003, 11:27 PM:
When Tani passes the leaf to Mictian, he can easily see that the script is elven, but the language itself is a slight variation on sylvan. The words appear to be hastily written, as some of the curves are less than perfect, but the intent is still obvious. While the message is terse, the specific words used convey a sense of urgency that only a person well versed in the language would recognize. It says simply, "Darkness gathers. Please send aid."
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OOC
I've included a map of the camp area, as well as a summary of the previous watch schedule. I'd personally suggest having Tani and Perry switch, as Tani doesn't get enough rest to prepare spells otherwise. (8 hours solid, add 1 hour for each interruption).
Everyone: I'll need a set of spot and listen checks for your watch.
[ April 16, 2003, 11:27 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 17, 2003, 02:30 AM:
(OoC: If you've noted in the GDT I've had a couple tumultuous days... anyways)
Geral repeatedly attempts to straighten, clean and organize the two young humans. Perhaps if they start early they'll become more sensible and ordered... He sits by the fire with the others eating in silence and listening to the night sounds murmur around them.
(OoC: Watch rolls Spot - 16, Listen - 10)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 17, 2003, 07:03 AM:
Ranger stays out near the road during his watch.
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Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 17, 2003, 07:18 AM:
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.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Nothing.........OK
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....l..Lania......NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...18/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
Contemplating the note, Mictian is a little disturbed before going to sleep.
need help??? dark coming??? what help could we bring . . . and the children . . . we shall just see what the morning brings
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 17, 2003, 09:01 AM:
(OOC: Aidan: If Mictian can read the leaf, was he able to read anything of the map? I know I showed him when we were at the bar, but I don't think he could read it. Is the writing on the leaf a more current form of the language on the elven map?)
Tani watches as everyone takes a look at the writing on the leaf. Moments of silence go by and begin to drag on. Finally she blows out her breath between her teeth in exasperation; sure everyone is making her wait just to watch her squirm. "So does anybody recognize the writing? What does it say? Come on!" She fidgets where she's sitting, almost bouncing in place before finally hopping up and beginning to vigorously brush off her cloths."
Helping to keep little Morgan contained, Tani wipes a little of the grease from the dinner on the tips of his fingers, letting Sargon thoroughly lick his hands. She leaves the little boy and the dog playing together and makes her way over to Lania. A peel of laughter follows her. She offers to brush out Lania's hair for her, willing to lend her comb to the young girl. She fishes out one of her extra hair bands and uses it after braiding her hair. "There! If you're anything like me, I always feel better when I'm clean and looking my best."
Later on, before everyone gets settled for the evening, she approaches Perry. "Hey, I need to switch watches with you, please." She looks around, than lowers her voice so that it doesn't carry. She gives him a somewhat embarrassed look. "It seems I need to get more sleep in order to have the energy to renew any of my spells. If we switch watches that should give me enough time to sleep and build up the required energy to cast my magic."
She finds a tree that provides a good vantage point over the camp and some of the surrounding forest in which to spend her night watch. She's decided to climb a tree, sure she'll be able to see and hear better from there. Once she's settled into a crook in the tree and made herself a little leafy camouflaged area, she will take out her bow and load it with a bolt. She finds that a quick trip down memory lane to remember the worg from two nights ago helps to stave off any iota of tiredness that tries to sneak up on her.
Spot = {17}
Listen = {15}
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t = Tani
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 18, 2003, 12:41 AM:
Geral finds that it isn't too hard to get Lania into a more presentable state, especially after Tani's offer to comb her hair. Lania happily accepts the attention and acceptance, and thanks both Tani and Geral profusely for their help.
Morgan, however, proves a daunting task, as soon as Geral has gotten him cleaned up to a moderate degree, the boy quickly finds some way to get more food or dirt on himself. He thoroughly enjoys the attention, however, and appears to be fairly easy to keep track of.
Once everyone finally settles down for the night, Lania and Morgan settle close to each other, near the comforting light and heat of the fire. They quickly fall into a deep slumber.
Tani takes up the first watch, which passes uneventfully. She then wakes Perry for his shift, and settles in to get her own rest.
As he watches, Perry can clearly see the moon and stars above them, on a perfectly clear night. Nearly lost in the surroundings, he is startled by a slight noise from the southeast corner of the camp. Turning in that direction he is surprised by the lack of the group's wagon. Where it once stood, only open ground remains, with the trees beyond slightly illuminated by the campfire.
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W = Wagon
T = Trees (15ft/2 squares movement)
F = Fire
Rnd..Icon.Name......init..AC....HP....Hands...........Status
.NA....g..Geral......NA...18...16/16..Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Nothing.........OK
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....l..Lania......NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...18/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
Watch Order:
Hours..Name
.1-2...Tani
.3-4...Perry
.5-6...Geral
.7-8...Ranger
.9-10..Mictian
...11..Mictian & Tani prepare spells
OOC
HIV: I rolled your listen and spot checks to keep things moving. Also, assumed you agreed with Tani on switching watches.
Everyone: If you haven't already, please put where you're sleeping on the map.
Akavahsa: You can place Faithful as well.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 18, 2003, 07:34 AM:
(OOC: Tani would have slept under the wagon, in the same set-up as before, with her weapons laid out and at hand. Faithful would be near her, but behind the wagon.)
Tani's eyes rove back and forth, but the night seems quiet. Nothing disturbs the slumber of her companions while she watches from the security and safety of a nearby tree.
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Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 19, 2003, 01:18 AM:
(ooc: that's fine, Faithful will actually be 1 square farther south or west, as he is otherwise where the wagon should be .)
Perry also notices that Tani seems to have vanished with the wagon, as she is not present on the ground under where the wagon should have been.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 19, 2003, 08:18 AM:
(OOC: )
Tani dreams she is sitting back at home at the dinner table with everyone else. There is laughter and much sharing of the days events. Her two youngest siblings manage to get into a food fight, causing quite the commotion. Through it all she sits there, drinking in the sight of her family and laughing along with them. It seems, in her dream, as if she never left home.
[ April 19, 2003, 08:21 AM: Message edited by: Akavasha D'Morney ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 19, 2003, 01:10 PM:
(ooc... Ranger would be sleeping up near the top of the camp. Near the look out post.)
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Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 20, 2003, 11:52 PM:
(OOC: Thx Aidan. I'm actually vacationing with my family at a relative's in LA, Calif. But since I'm only posting half as often as I was, I didn't think it much of a concern, it hasn't seemed to be in any thread yet. This one is the fastest, but I'm still not far behind.)
Perry acts annoyed by Tani's request, but is made agreeable with her, "Pleease?"
He takes out the paper he stole from Mictian and adds babysitters to it, on the side, written sideways. He also carries the right-handed dagger in his left hand as he goes. He also sleeps under a tree, as last night. (Nearest one to his icon)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 21, 2003, 11:04 PM:
OOC
HIV: That's cool, post as much as you can, but don't miss out on the vacation . I was most interested in your reation to the current situation though, since it's Perry's watch, and he heard a noise, looked over, and found Tani and the wagon had disappeared .
Everyone else: If HIV doesn't get a chance to post in the next day or so, would you guys mind if I 'revised' history a little to put this event on someone else's watch? I can't really NPC anyone for this, since I know a bit too much about what's happening to react appropriately . Or, I'm open to other suggestions.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 22, 2003, 09:07 AM:
Mictian is dreaming peacefully about his favorite dream. A library. A really, really big library, with thousands upon thousands of books . . . *sigh*
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 22, 2003, 09:29 AM:
(ooc... given HIV's hecticness I think you should go ahead and revise time right now. Pro, it'll keep the game going. Con, it'll hurt HIV's feelings.)
Ranger rolls over in his sleep. His leg twitches like a dreaming dog, which is probably what Ranger is dreaming of.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 22, 2003, 10:43 AM:
heh, sorry, I missed the part about the noise. I had read it wrong and thought that I had read wrong. (Confusing? You're not me )
Okay....
While doodling on his stolen parchment, Perry heard a slight sound from the area of the wagon. Only one problem... The wagon was no longer there. Perry stores the parchment, and heads north to wake the sleeping, "dog" When Ranger awakes, Perry whispers, "Wagon gone??" Pointing to where Tani had been sleeping.
(OOC: that fix it? You shouldn't have to NPC, I do have a bit of access to the net while I'm away. I'll check in later.)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 22, 2003, 10:45 AM:
Quite helpless... Geral adjusts the blankets covering the children periodically and sleeps near them in case of any danger. Just doing my part...
(OoC: It's funny actually, my 6 year old girl and 4 year old boy slept in the living room with me last night )
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 22, 2003, 11:42 AM:
(OOC: I actually figured the wagon would disappear, leaving Tani asleep on the ground. shrugs Imagine my surprise!)
Tani continues to sleep peacefully, unaware of her change in location.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 22, 2003, 12:22 PM:
Seeing the lack of the wagon and Tani, Perry moves over to the sleeping Ranger and awakens him, pointing to the area where the wagon used to be, whispering "Wagon gone?"
Sitting up, Ranger can plainly see that the wagon does, indeed, seem to have vanished, taking the sleeping Tani with it. The horses, however, appear to be undisturbed, still sleeping where they were when the wagon was still there.
The remainder of the party continues to slumber peacefully, and any noise that Perry had heard has subsided, leaving only the crackling of the low fire, and the natural night sounds of a forest.
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HIV: That'll do quite nicely .
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 22, 2003, 12:53 PM:
Ranger sits bolt upright and quickly wipes the drool from his cheek.
"Wha?" he asks looking about, "blessed green trees!"
Grabbing his sword belt and slinging his pack over one shoulder, Ranger moves to the edge of where the wagon was.
"Wake the others Perry. Quickly."
Setting his pack on the ground Ranger straps on his swords and then digs a torch from his pack. Lighting it in the embers of the fire Ranger searches the ground for any signs of where the wagon went. Tracks and also any hidden pit under the spot the wagon sat.
{{Wilderness lore = 21}}
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 23, 2003, 11:45 AM:
While Perry moves over to Geral to begin waking the others, Ranger heads over to where the wagon used to sit, and begins to examine the area around it, looking for tracks, and then he moves a bit closer to see if he can find a pit or such that the wagon might have disappeared into.
Much to his surprise, Ranger smacks his head on a solid object when he goes to look at the ground in the area. Looking for the source of the object, he can now see that the wagon is exactly where it used to be, and Tani is sleeping peacefully underneath it.
(Need a listen check from Ranger, and Geral is now awake.)
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 23, 2003, 11:53 AM:
*bang* "Ouch! What the?"
Rubbing his forehead with one hand Ranger reaches out carefully groping in the air to feel what he hit his head on.
"What manner of trickery is this?" he says, then louder he calls, "Tani. Wake up Tani."
{{Listen = 21}}
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 23, 2003, 12:01 PM:
Tani mumbles a little at Ranger's intrusion into her dreams, thinking it's her Mum and she's back at home. "Wha', go 'way. Just ten more minutes," she mumbles, waving her right arm in a sort of 'go away' motion and burrowing her head a little further under the cloak she's using as a pillow.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 23, 2003, 09:39 PM:
(OOC: I'm guessing there was a tiny sound, and now Ranger's gone too.)
With both Ranger and Geral awake, Perry moves on to Michtian. "Wagon, Ranger, and Tani gone, I thin' there' somethin' wron'," he rhymes.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 23, 2003, 10:05 PM:
(OoC: I'm guessing a fey is playing a prank! )
Geral wakes up immediately, fully attentive and looking about. "What do you mean Perry? That makes no sense at all!"
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 23, 2003, 11:33 PM:
Rubbing his head after the encounter with the wagon, Ranger tries to wake Tani, but meets with a semi-conscious dismissal from the halfling. Looking about a bit better now, he can easily see that it was some sort of illusion covering the area in which the wagon stood, and he's pretty sure that he can hear giggling coming from above him.
Meanwhile, Perry succeeds in rousing Geral, but fails to get his message across as the monk doesn't comprehend his rhyme. Still, Geral can see, an apparently headless, Ranger poking around where the wagon was sitting, though he can't currently see the wagon itself.
Perry sees much the same thing as he moves towards the sleeping Mictian to wake him, though as the angle increases, more and more of Ranger's body seems to disappear.
(Geral and Perry can make will saves, DC 19, to disbelieve the illusion. You get a +6 bonus to the save for current conditions.)
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# = Area where wagon should be, covered in illusion
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 24, 2003, 07:18 AM:
Shaking his head wearily at the slumbering girl Ranger is unsure about what to do. Giggling forest tricksters aren't unheard of but at the same time Ranger knows that not all of their pranks are harmless.
Reaching forward Ranger grabs the edge of Tani's bedroll and drags her out from under the wagon.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 24, 2003, 08:02 AM:
When Perry wakes up Mictian, although it takes awhile, Mictian gets up and looks groggily at where Ranger appears to be only a head. After seeing it move he choose to disbelieve rather than dispell. Walking up to the wagon (or where it should be) he sees the blanket and rolling form of Tani be pulled out by Ranger. Mictian attempts to touch the wagon and disbelieve the illusion.
Will Save = 14 (not including +6 given to the others)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 24, 2003, 08:09 PM:
Tani begins to thrash as she's suddenly jerked out of her bedroll, her dream becoming a nightmare as her feet become tangled up in the blanket. She makes a desperate grab her short sword. Her fingers wrap around the hilt and she twist around, bringing it up before realizing it is Ranger's voice she hears. "What the..."
She desperately kicks free of the bedroll, eyes searching the surrounding forest for whatever danger Ranger is trying to alert her to. She glances frantically back and forth, not noticing the invisible wagon behind her as she waves her sword about her in a threatening manner, hoping to intimidate whoever is out in the forest getting ready to attack.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 24, 2003, 09:06 PM:
Putting his hands up and giving Tani a bit of room, Ranger says, "Whoa! Hold your steel Tani! We have a visitor."
He then nods in the direction of where the wagon should be.
In fluid Elven he calls out, "show yourself, and be welcomed as our guest."
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 25, 2003, 01:13 AM:
The giggling that Ranger heard before intensifies when he drags Tani out, and she begins to wildly look about, even grabbing her shortsword, to the point that all those that are awake can hear it clearly. It appears to be coming from above the area where the wagon used to sit.
Eventually it dies down, and the silence of the forest returns, interrupted only intermittantly by some snickers.
As soon as Ranger has calmed Tani and asks for the 'guest' to show themselves, a high-pitched voice replies out of the night in elven, "You should have seen your face. That was priceless with the eyes, and the expression, and..." the voice reverts to laughter for a few more minutes, then seems to regain composure. It continues, now in common, "Well, I suppose we should talk like this, as I doubt many of your compatriots speak elven."
Shortly thereafter, the illusion covering the wagon is dismissed, and the camp appears much as it did before, and a small woman, dressed in bright pinks and purples, with a, somewhat out-of-place, red cap appears, hovering in the air above the wagon on translucent wings, materializes. Her features are reminiscent of the elves you've seen, though a bit more sharply defined, and even the halflings would tower over her, were she to stand next to one of them.
"Ah, I haven't had such a good laugh in a long time. Not many people come through her any more. Stupid dark things scaring them all away, and they don't even want to play. Not like you, you're pretty fun, and didn't even get mad. I like that, it's no fun when the big people get mad, they start trying to whack you with sticks, or swords, and that gets old. So why're you coming through here? I can't imagine any of your kind terribly liking to deal with the dark things. Can't say that I like them at all either, no fun at all. Too bad I'm not strong enough to get rid of them myself. And they're so hard to sneak up on, what with that blending into the shadows thing they do, makes it hard to see what you're trying to sneak up on, and that's not a good thing. Wouldn't want to run into them, 'cuz then they'd just grab me, and probably try to cook me for dinner or something. And I really don't want to be anybody's dinner."
She chatters away, not letting anyone get a word in edgewise until she's finished her spiel, then looks expectantly at the group, as if waiting for some kind of reply.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 25, 2003, 07:13 AM:
"Ummm, dark things?" Ranger says, then remembering Lania's mention of dark ones, "how long ago did these dark things show up in the wood?"
"And might I ask your name? I am called Ranger."
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 25, 2003, 07:29 AM:
Mictian dodges Tani's frantic and dangerous movements and hears the laughter and Ranger's command. And is very much surprised by the result.
A pixie??? perhaps, well this is wonderful, I have been hoping to run into the denizens of the magical aspect of this forest . . . let's see, what would her home tongue be?
[sylvan]Greetings laughing one, I had hoped to meet one of your people here in this forest, or indeed anywhere on our travels. I am Mictian [/sylvan]
[elven]I don't actually know for sure which language you speak, although your elven is quite good. Is that what you are most comfortable with?[/elven] But you also speak the vernacular well, indeed I did not realize that the denizens of the glades liked to learn all of these tongues. But why are you here with us and as Ranger asked what are the dark ones you refer too? Indeed might they refer to the cryptic message we recently received stating that assistance was necessary as darkness was coming? Are they not creatures of the wood as well, or are they something more unnatural, perhaps spirits or ghosts of some past evil? Please,please tell us all you can! Then after maybe we could discuss how you live here and what tricks you employ most often, and is there a special language among your people, I consider myself quite a student of the spoken and written word you see and any knowledge is beneficial."
Mictian stops to take a breath and take a look around to see if anything else is missing or amiss.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 25, 2003, 11:20 AM:
Provoked by the trick played upon him, Peregrin gets a glint in his eye, and slowly walks behind a tree. (Hide = 21) (MS = 20)
Perry tries his best to sneak around and "give as good as he got."
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# = Area where wagon should be, covered in illusion
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 25, 2003, 11:51 AM:
Tani glances over her shoulder at Ranger's request, gasping at what she doesn't see, which is the wagon she was just sleeping under. She quickly faces back around, bringing her sword up defensively in front of her. It occurs to her that she can hear giggling, which doesn't seem quite right if there was going to be an attack. It sounds more like someone is having fun at our expense. And once the voice issues from the forest, she relaxes enough to lower her sword point, deciding there is little to fear from the voice. The fact that the voice speaks the elven language only serves to further put her at ease. She wonders just who their mysterious stranger is when she's completely enchanted by the tiny elven woman appears with translucent wings. Oohhh!
Once the wagon appears, she puts her sword back next to her bedroll, straightening the entire mess out before wandering back to the group surrounding the very outlandishly dressed woman. She listens in rapt fascination to the woman's ramblings. The silence that envelops them as she stops talking seems to echo with expectation. Tani looks around at each of the faces of her companions, finally coming to rest back on the brightly dressed elf. "Hi, I'm Tani. What's your name?" She sticks out her hand in greeting, a welcome smile on her face.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 26, 2003, 12:17 AM:
Perry sneaks off to the side of the camp, and the small, flying elvish woman doesn't appear to be paying him any attention, as she flutters over towards the center of the campsite, remaining at approximately Ranger's eye level.
While Tani is straightening her bedroll mussed from her rude awakening, Ranger asks the brightly dressed woman about the dark things she mentioned. At their mention, the woman sighs, replying, "Yes, the dark things. I can't really translate their name from my native tounge, but even so, that's an apt description. They look a bit like those things you call goblins, though, all twisted and not at all pleasant to look at. And they seem to fit right into the shadows, so I guess they like the forest, plenty of shady places around her. I haven't seen them around this are recently, but they have stopped in here on occasion. I tried to play with them the first time, but it was too hard to get them to react, and they're hard to sneak up on, and I didn't want to end up getting cooked, since all they seemed to want to do was hunt me down. I don't really want to get eaten, too many fun things left to do."
She smiles at the last thought, twirling a little in the air in front of the group watching her.
As Tani finally gets back to the group, the woman introduces herself, "Well, my real name is kind of difficult for your kind to say, but you can call me Erika, I like that name, such a nice sound to it. Pleased to meet all of you, you're pretty nice people, not getting all mad or anything, I like it when people don't try to squash me, that would be painful, and I don't really want that." She doesn't take Tani's proffered hand, instead curtseying in mid-air, and smiling brightly at those gathered around.
When Mictian addresses her in sylvan, she replies in kind, "Ah, one who speaks my native tounge, that's a rarity amongst your kind. Still, we should probably stick with a language everyone understands, it's a bit more polite." She gives a small wave to the halfling, switching back to common, "Actually, I don't mind speaking this tounge, I don't really know many others, picked up the elven from the forest elves, though they don't come this far towards the sunrise very often, and human speech is easy enough, with all the people that used to pass through here. I miss them, there were so many fun things to do when they came through here more often. I wish the dark things would just go away, they keep ruining all my fun."
"I don't know anything about this note that you received, but as far as I know the dark things aren't from the forest, they showed up a little while ago, though I haven't seen them in about ten sunrises. Can't say that I really keep track of time like your kind, so I don't know exactly when they showed up. Sometime within the last season though, definitely after the cold time was over."
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 26, 2003, 02:39 PM:
(OoC: Wow! Missed a bunch there!)
Geral looks on at the slight flying figure with curiousity. "I am Geral...ahh... And, what... aahhh, are you?" He finishes a bit awkwardly.
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on April 27, 2003, 01:23 PM:
Perry continues sneaking around, hiding close to the wagon, and sticking to the shadows as the fey says of the goblinoids.
(Hide = 20) (MS = 24)
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Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on April 29, 2003, 07:29 AM:
Mictian brushes aside the faux pas and continues as if he had not stopped, "So, it is always nice to get a chance to speak the tongue of the forest. I must ask, are you alone here or do you reside with more of you kind? While we are talking of the strange shadowed ones, have you have tried to follow them to their lair or wherever it is they come from? It would be a great opportunity to find what this menace is and be rid of it, since they may try to attack us as well . . . better to be forward than backward I always say."
and indeed we need to find these children's parents, I can't imagine what we will do with them in the next town . . .
Mictian suddenly utters a large yawn . . .
"My apologies . . . it is still quite late, perhaps we should go back to sleep and continue this conversation in the morning . . . if that is agreeable to you milady?" (to the pixie)
(ooc Assuming all is agreeable Mictian wanders back to Sargon and crashes.)
[ April 29, 2003, 07:34 AM: Message edited by: escherblacksmith ]
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on April 29, 2003, 08:58 PM:
As Perry continues to sneak closer to the group, finally stopping to hide behind one of the horses, Geral manages to address the small flying woman, "I am Geral...ahh... And, what... aahhh, are you?"
To which she quickly replies, "I could ask the same of you my fine tall friend, and what an intriguing name you have too, 'Geral'. I kind of like the sound of that, very unusual, exotic. As far as what I am, well, I believe that the humans refer to my kind as a pixie, though I much prefer the term faerie myself. Still, I don't see any harm in using either. How about yourself? I haven't seen one of your kin around here before, have you traveled far? Your skin and hair are sooo cute, I don't think they'd look very good on me, but they definitely complement each other."
Her prattling interrupted by Mictian's questions, she looks about distractedly before responding to him, "Oh, I don't know, speaking in this tongue is more fun I think. It's fairly rare that I get much of a chance to talk like this, and then here you come along, it's so much fun, I could just go on and on and on for as long as you like. I don't really know much about the dark things, just that they're no fun. They might have come from the east, or maybe it was south. I don't really remember, but if you do manage to rid us of them, I'm sure it'd be well received in the forest. And it'd let me get back to my normal fun, I so miss all the humans that used to go through here."
At his yawn, and mention of the hour, she responds, "Oh, indeed, I suppose I have talked entirely too much. Still, I don't think I'll be back here in the morning, I don't like to stay in one place too long. Speaking of which, I should really be saying goodbye here. It's definitely been fun. Maybe I'll see you again if you're ever through this forest in the future."
So saying she waves vigorously, her whole body consumed in the motion, and then disappears from sight. A moment later, the group can hear a small, cheerful, "Bye." from near the southern edge of the campsite, and then the forest returns to its earlier quiet.
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[ April 29, 2003, 09:00 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on April 29, 2003, 10:19 PM:
"Well! That was most... interesting... Tani, have you encountered such as these often?" Geral is amazed at the appearance of the fairy creature.
Wow! Leaving home certainly was a good decision! These creatures are most chaotic and unordered. Some even more than others!
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on April 30, 2003, 07:54 AM:
Ranger simply shrugs as the faerie disappears.
"My head hurts. Wake me for my watch Perry. Perry? Where'd he go?"
Worried for a moment that some predator has made off with the halfling Ranger is relieved when Perry pops out of the woods, safe and sound. Sighing Ranger returns to his bedroll and is quickly sound asleep.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on April 30, 2003, 08:52 AM:
(OOC: I hate getting behind!)
Tani is entranced by the small elven like creature who has named herself Erika. So much so that she doesn't ask a single question and barely remembers to breath. When the little pixie vigorously waves and than pops out of existence, the halfling's face is first full of innocent shock, than transformed into an accusation as she turns to gape at her cousin Mictian. "You chased her away!" She accuses him. "There was still so much we could have learned!" Her voice ends on a plaintive note.
She gives Geral a small shrug. "Pixies are very rare. You'll even find people in the big cities who don't believe they really exist, but they plainly do. She was very pretty!" Her eyes have a far away look in them as she mutters to herself. "South or east, south or east..." She tries to think of what would be in either direction, but only knows that there is a lot of forestland in either direction. If you go straight eastward, sooner or later you'll come to Lugalsuntaru, but I don't know of anything toward the south.
She makes her way back over to her bedroll, obviously deep in thought, where she sits quietly, chewing on a fingernail. After awhile she climbs back into her bedroll and falls back asleep, only to dream of dancing pixies and invisible wagons.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on May 01, 2003, 07:29 AM:
Mictian responds before going back to sleep, "Now dear Cousin, I did no such thing, you know what they say about faerie folk, they move as they will, no one can gainsay that. . . and further . . . more . . . *yawn* . . . I . . . zzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzzz"
Sargon gives him a brief sniff and settles down as well.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on May 02, 2003, 02:17 PM:
As he sleeps, Mictian's brain conjours images of cathedrals, castles, and the consumption of vast quantities of Spanish wine . . .
hmmmmmm, Vino . . .
(ooc, see y'all in 3 wks)
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on May 04, 2003, 01:19 AM:
The remainder of the night passes uneventfully, and the group arises in the morning to a calm day, and a cool breeze. While he is packing up his bedroll Ranger is a little surprised when a bracelet, made up of two interwoven bands, one of gold, one of silver, inset with a single ruby, falls out of the cloth.
Lania again helps with food preparation, trying her best to fit in with the group, and be helpful. Both she and her brother look much better this morning, having gotten what was probably their first night of real sleep in quite a while.
After breakfast, Jonathan says, "Well, I hope you all had a good night's rest, we should be able to make good time today. It looks like the weather will hold, and we should be almost to Bri Ili by the end of the day."
Experience for dealing with the pixie:
Mictian:400xp
Perry: 350xp
Tani: 300xp
Ranger: 400xp
Geral: 300xp
OOC
Everyone: I'll use same marching order as before, unless you guys decide to change it. (I'm waiting to give xp for the children until you've done whatever you're going to do with them, though I do have it currently noted .)
Akavasha: Actually, Lugalsuntaru is to the west, unless you meant that you could go east until you ended up west .
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 04, 2003, 10:57 AM:
Ranger doesn't know what to make of the bracelet. It's certainly an extravagant gift, if that's what it is, and he looks about uncertainly.
Picking the bracelet up he turns it over several times in his hand, feeling the smooth metal and admiring the way the early morning sun shines off it.
Taking it to the others he tells them where he found it and says, "what do you suppose it means? Do you think Ericka might have left it as a gift?"
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on May 04, 2003, 11:38 AM:
"We should find out exactly what it is before anyone puts it on! To do so without any idea of it's purpose would be foolish!" Geral immediately replies.
"She seemed to be harmless and perhaps even friendly but one never knows... And that's if she even left it at all! Also, her story of the "dark things" has me a little disturbed. It seems to me that perhaps we've a greater concern than just getting to the next city! If this darkness is not handled it will continue to interrupt travel and trade along this path... People may get hurt or killed! I believe we should look into this if not now then as soon as we have satisfied our contract with Jonathan..." Geral looks at the others calmly awaiting their responses.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 05, 2003, 09:02 AM:
Ranger is a little surprised by Geral's concern. To be honest it hadn't occured to Ranger that the bracelet could be dangerous.
"Just thought it was pretty is all," he says as he tucks the bracelet into his belt pouch.
"In light of these Darkones, I think we should double our guards tonight. And be extra alert on the road today."
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on May 05, 2003, 11:37 AM:
(OOC: I said west, didn't I? )
Tani wakes up bright and cheerful, whistling through her morning chores. She can't help but look forward to seeing this new city, Bri Ili. She isn't much of a country person, preferring big cities with their myriad of attractions. The thought of sleeping this night in an inn with a real bed... She grins in feral anticipation.
She spends time doing girlie things with Lenia, each braiding the other's hair. She even combs down little Morgan's unruly hair, which immediately sproings back into its previous wild state as he takes off after Sargon. Tani coaxes the young girl to talk about her life in Bri Ili; listening as she tells her about all the things that are important to a young girl just about ready to begin entertaining thoughts of becoming a young lady.
She is packing up the last of her stuff onto Faithful when Ranger brings out a beautiful bracelet, all intertwined with silver and gold. "Ooohhh, pretty!" She breathes at the sight of the ruby. She can't help but give a little giggle when he mentions it being a gift from Ericka. She's about to tease him about his newest crush when Geral's voice cuts in, grave with warnings. She's surprised by his reaction and strangely enough feels just the opposite as he does. "Oh Geral, Ericka wouldn't do anything to harm Ranger. I'm sure of it." She looks from Ranger to Geral and back again. "Maybe she felt bad that he bonked his head on the invisible wagon last night and this is her way of apologizing. Or maybe she just couldn't resist his ocean blue eyes." She bats her eyelashes at him in an obviously coy manner, laughing at his expression.
"Let's see," she studies the bracelet for a moment, having Ranger turn it this way and that. "It's looks to be worth..." Ranger tucks it into his belt and she gives them both a sour look. Men!
Appraise = {17}
"If we reach Bri Ili today we won't need to set a watch tonight." She calls out over her shoulder as she makes her way over to Faithful and dutifully climbs up into the saddle. She's glad she's little, since she's got him rather packed down with the sword and the potions, plus her things. She gets comfortable, pulling out her crossbow and setting the bolt.
"I only hope things remain quiet the rest of the day. I'd like to see Jonathan safely to town. I do like your idea of hunting out whatever this Darkling problem is. Count me in. How about you Mictian?" She notices he's busy studying his spellbook and turns back toward Geral. "He's in too. What do you say Ranger? Want to go hunting?" Something suddenly occurs to her. "Uh, we will have a little time in Bri Ili won't we? I mean, I will get a chance to clean up and do some shopping, won't I?" She stares back and forth in appeal from one to the other.
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 05, 2003, 11:45 AM:
Ranger blushes a bright red at Tani's comment about his eyes. Suddenly bashful he doesn't even hear the rest of what she has to say but tucks the bracelet into his pouch and finds an excuse, any excuse, to go somewhere else.
In reply to hunting the Darkones that lurk in the forest, Ranger says, "um what? Yes. Yes sure." and then goes back to looking busy.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on May 05, 2003, 12:09 PM:
"No, no, no, Tani! You have misunderstood me." Geral looks over at her. "If she left it there would be no truly ill intent on her part but in our brief encounter it seems to me that her very nature was one of a prankster. She certainly meant us no ill will but her tricks could be dangerous at the wrong time!" Geral says earnestly.
I do hope I'm learning how to get along with my companions. Perhaps I do not speak plainly enough? Or perhaps just the opposite? Sometimes it is so difficult to tell!
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on May 10, 2003, 01:22 AM:
Lania spends the morning helping Tani pack whatever she needs help with, and chatting amiably about nothing in particular, happy to have someone she can feel safe and comfortable near. When Ranger brings up the bracelet, Lania takes over watching Morgan so that Tani can go over to look at it.
Staring at it as Ranger and Geral make comments on it, Tani estimates that it would be cost about 150 gold, were she to try to buy a similar item.
After the group has managed to get packed, and everyone is assembled, Jonathan calls for a start to the day's journey, heading the wagon out of the clearing, and back onto the southerly road to Bri Ili. With the warnings about dark beings roaming the woods, from Erika and Lania, the group is particularly edgy in the early morning hours when the sun isn't very high in the sky, and long shadows fall across much of the road, creating dark areas where it is easy to imagine a hidden foe lurking.
Still, the morning passes agonizingly slowy, but uneventfully, as the group advances to the south, and the road begins heading a bit more easterly, towards the city of Bri Ili.
Around midday, Jonathan calls a halt to have lunch, and water the horses. Pulling the wagon to the side of the road, he asks the group to unhitch the horses, and take them to a nearby steam, so that they can drink. Meanwhile, with Lania's help, he goes about getting out some lunch items, and setting up for a short break just out of the midday sun's hot rays. The area has gotten decidedly warmer, the farther south you have traveled, and it is now almost uncomfortably warm in the direct sunlight.
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(Please place yourselves on the map, and I'll need spot and listen checks from whoever takes the horses to water.)
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on May 10, 2003, 02:12 AM:
Untroubled by the heat Geral turns to Jonathan, "Why don't we just snack on the road? If we're really tha... Oh, I see. Please, I apologize! I often forget about the effect of minor temperature changes have on your people..." Geral shakes his head and climbs to the wagon seat where he stands and looks up and down the road as well as into the woods.
(OoC: Spot - 20)
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.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
(Please place yourselves on the map, and I'll need spot and listen checks from whoever takes the horses to water.)
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on May 10, 2003, 06:24 AM:
"zzzzzzzzzzzz"
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.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
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.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
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.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
(Please place yourselves on the map, and I'll need spot and listen checks from whoever takes the horses to water.)[/QB][/QUOTE]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 10, 2003, 08:26 AM:
Ranger is more than happy to take the horse to water. At the very least he can have a cold drink and splash some water on his face.
"Hot as a devil's bathtub, as my mother used to say," he says to the horse wiping sweat from his brow.
{{Spot = 27, nat 20!}}
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Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on May 12, 2003, 12:10 AM:
Jonathan nods when Geral finally makes the connection to the heat and the rest break, saying, "Yes, it can be tiring. And there is a convenient stream here, something we won't run across again for a while, so we should break while we can."
He then goes back to handing Lania a few things to set out for a short lunch, hard breads and cheeses moslty, nothing terribly fancy, but better than your average trail rations.
Looking around, and down the road, Geral doesn't notice anything unusual. As the sun is almost directly overhead, the roadway itself is well illuminated, and appears clear to the extent of his vision. It does appear to continue its curve towards the east though, as trees obscure further vision long before the horizon.
Meanwhile, Ranger volunteers to take the animals to the stream for water, and is quite happy to slpash some of the cool water on his face. As he's standing up, he glances to the south, and notices a dark shape moving away from him. Due to the trees, and shade of the forest, he's unable to make out exact features. Still, whatever it is, appears to be walking upright, and heading away from the group towards the south.
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.NA....g..Geral......NA...18...16/16..Nothing.........OK
.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Nothing.........OK
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....l..Lania......NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
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.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 12, 2003, 07:26 AM:
Ranger's hands fly to the hilts of his swords and he calls out in Common, "you there! Halt and identify yourself!"
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on May 13, 2003, 12:06 PM:
(OOC: Sorry Aidan! I should be back to regular posting habits now.)
Tani is caught up in her grand schemes of becoming a great trading merchant tycoon and for once isn't very talkative. She is attentive to her duties however, helping with any chores that need to be taken care of. She feeds Faithful an apple, waiting for Ranger to come back with the other horses so that she can take lead him to the stream for a drink of water. "I'm glad we're almost there," she states to no one and everyone.
Spot = {25}
Listen = {15}
She grabs up her crossbow when she hears Ranger's shout, loading it while looking about for danger. Now what! It probably isn't anything this close to Bri Ili, but it's better to be safe than sorry. She flicks the safety off her bow, wishing she could simply sit down, eat her lunch, and soak her feet in the stream.
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.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Nothing.........OK
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....l..Lania......NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
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.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
Posted by HIV (Member # 85831) on May 14, 2003, 07:14 PM:
Perry keeps snoring and rolls around after the shout. Strangly enough, a dagger fals out of a sheath, and is being gripped by the halfling as he settles into more of a rolled position, lying on his left side, his back to the south.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on May 15, 2003, 09:52 AM:
"What's going on?" Geral calls out. He remains on the wagon and looks in the direction Ranger went.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on May 18, 2003, 11:32 AM:
Tani peers in the direction that Ranger's shout came from, then peers around her. She doesn't want the group to become surrounded while they're distracted.
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on May 19, 2003, 11:32 AM:
As soon as Ranger calls out his challenge, the shape moves unnaturally quickly, darting farther south before turning a little eastward, and disappearing into the shadows and behind the myriad trees in the area.
In the meantime, Tani is beginning to relax, taking in the surroundings, and doesn't notice anything out of the ordinary in the hot midday sun. Upon hearing Ranger's shout, she readies her crossbow, and scans the area for any dangers, but finds that nothing appears to threaten the group's otherwise peaceful lunch break.
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.NA....m..Mictian....NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........OK
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Nothing.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Xbow(L).........OK
.NA....j..Jonathan...NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....l..Lania......NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....b..Morgan.....NA...??...??/??..Nothing.........OK
.NA....f..Faithful...NA...13...13/13..None............OK
.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on May 19, 2003, 11:55 AM:
Tani continues to look around, but doesn't see anything that would cause Ranger to cry out. She doesn't let down her guard though, trusting that Ranger wouldn't just yell out for no reason. She does manage to move around so that she is between both Lania and Morgan and the direction Ranger is in.
"I don't see anything," she says quietly to those around her. Her eyes continue to scan the area.
Posted by Doppleganger (Member # 25080) on May 23, 2003, 02:41 AM:
(bump)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on May 25, 2003, 02:59 PM:
Tani, still not seeing anyone, asks of the others in a low voice, "Do you see anything?"
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on May 26, 2003, 08:06 AM:
Hearing Tani, Ranger shouts back over his shoulder, "I saw something! Or someone! It was right there but it disappeared when I called out!"
Moving through the trees Ranger draws a sword and checks the ground for any signs. {{Wilderness lore = 13}}
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Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on May 27, 2003, 09:26 AM:
mulling through his own thoughts as he waits by the wagon while Sargon gets a drink down by the stream, Mictian considers the prospect of adventure inherent in the "darkthings" hunt.
Perhaps this may be dangerous . . . the children must definitely be out of the way first . . . perhaps I will have some time to do some scrolls for the occasion . . . indeed maybe I will have time to get really some serious magic work done . . . perhaps if I found a really strong mage to study with, assuming he didn't mind my other skills, I am quite sure I could be useful . . . nothing full-time of course . . . and then
Disturbing the train of thought he pulled up his head to see Tani pulling out weaponry.
hmmm, adventure so soon? . . . well, let's see . . . there is that great spell for getting the eagle . . . or those light arrow things . . . or maybe just something to make my crossbow shoot better . . . decisions, decisions, decisions.
Mictian pulls out his crossbow and readies a bolt, calling to Sargon while he is deciding what else to do.
[edited to cover the correct location of Mictian relative to his dog ]
[ May 28, 2003, 11:13 AM: Message edited by: escherblacksmith ]
Posted by Doppleganger (Member # 25080) on May 30, 2003, 12:19 AM:
(bump)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on June 01, 2003, 10:28 AM:
Tani finally gives a shrug. "Well, there seems to be no one there now. Perhaps it was another, what did you call them Mictian, sylphs? Perhaps we should just keep going for now. Bri Ili can't be too far ahead and I'm sure these two are eager to be back among familiar surroundings." She gestures to the two children riding quietly in the wagon. "We'll just keep an extra eye out for anything unusual." Besides, I haven't been shopping in almost a week now! The thought fills her with a mock horror over the trades and dealings she's probably missed. Though I should do pretty good in Bri Ili between delivering the sword and the potions. She grins at the thought of the profits just waiting to be made.
Spot = {23}
Listen = {17}
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on June 01, 2003, 11:41 PM:
Ranger waves Tani off like he's swatting away an annoying fly. All is attention is focused upon the ground in his search for signs.
I'm not crazy. I saw it. There has to be tracks, a broken twig, bent blade of grass. Something.
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on June 02, 2003, 02:24 PM:
"Slyphs? No, I don't think I said that. It maybe the sylvan . . . oh, that is what you meant . . . perhaps, but I doubt seriously they would have let him see them at all. No, I think it may be someone else, probably up to no good . . . I can't imagine what someone might gain from attacking us . . . but it certainly may be a possibility. Especially with that awful wolf thing that attacked us and this talk of darkthings and whatnot. Hmmmmm . . . I think tomorrow I will pick out some more directly offensive spells . . . that is to say things more useful in heated situations . . . and we must see to the childs safety . . . perhaps if Sargon were to guard them . . . and . . . "
Mictian trails off going through innumerable potential battle plans against a nearly infinite listing of potential combatants.
In the meantime he climbs onto Sargon to continue on.
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on June 06, 2003, 01:34 PM:
Tani can't help but smile as Mictian looses track of the conversation and his mind races off, taking his attention span with it. She's used to his getting distracted and running off on tangents. She can't help but give Geral a shrug, as if to say she hasn't a clue what's going on.
While Ranger continues to wander about staring at the ground, she pulls a journey cake out and begins to munch on it, keeping her crossbow loaded and sitting across her lap. She pats Faithful on the neck, feeling strangely relaxed despite the circumstances. I wonder what Bri Ili will be like.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on June 06, 2003, 02:02 PM:
Geral hops down off the wagon and jogs about 50' further down the road and looks about a bit more. Where did he go? Geral gazes back at his companions. I can't leave them and we ALL can't go!
Between Tani and Mic it probably would be fine but now that we have the two children also I'm loathe to risk it...
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on June 10, 2003, 01:39 AM:
As the group glances around, trying to spy whatever it was that Ranger noticed, the stalwart man moves to where he first saw the figure, and checks the ground for tracks. Studying the area carefully, he finds a few tracks, but he can't identify the source. They do appear to head in the last direction that the creature moved though. He doesn't think they would be too hard to follow, but his training as a tracker is setting off warnings in his head, saying that there is something about the tracks, something not quite right, though he can't pinpoint exactly what it is.
Geral moves down the road a bit, leaving Jonathan and the children in the hands of the halflings, who are taking the situation well in stride, remaining a bit calmer than might be expected. Looking farther down the road, Geral sees nothing out of place, simply more road, and some more trees, certainly nothing that wouldn't be expected within a forest.
OOC
Thanks for waiting on me, I should be back to something approaching my normal schedule for now. For keeping this going over my absence, I'm going to award 200 xp to everyone, thanks again .
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on June 10, 2003, 07:47 AM:
(OOC: Yaa! Welcome back! ![[Bounce]](graemlins/jump.gif)
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Tani can't help but feel a little impatient at waiting while Ranger and Geral scout around. "Bri Ili isn't that far away. I think it might be best if we continue on. Whatever it was Ranger saw can obviously move very fast and if that's the case, it could catch up to us again later. I'll help keep an eye out behind us, just in case." She gives the kids a wink, both to reassure them and Jonathan.
She lets Faithful drop back just a little ways behind the wagon, though not directly behind it because she doesn't want to be choking on dust all the way into town. (10' behind & off to the side just a bit) She keeps her crossbow loaded and watches out for anything unusual, though she really doesn't expect to see anything.
Spot = {8}
Listen = {17}
Posted by escherblacksmith (Member # 113947) on June 12, 2003, 06:58 AM:
Mictian keeps Sargon close to the wagon. Making sure to watch the big dog's reaction to his environment as an early warning system.
At the same time he considers one of the implications of being on guard all the time to the new dangers they are finding in the wood.
With everyone on alert, as it were, how will I ever steal that item back from Tani . . .
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on June 12, 2003, 09:12 AM:
Ranger keeps a wary eye in the direction of the shape and reluctantly returns to the caravan. It was probably nothing but all the talk of Dark Ones has him on edge.
"We'd best move with haste until we reach Bri Ili. Let's keep our stops to a minimum and keep moving." he says to Geral as they get ready to move.
Posted by ryfte (Member # 68766) on June 12, 2003, 09:30 AM:
"I see no fault in moving ahead either. Let's get going then!"
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on June 14, 2003, 08:17 AM:
Tani continues to keep an eye out for anything unusual, but it's easily apparent that she's in high spirits. The closer they get to Bri Ili the more her eyes begin to dance in expectation and eagerness.
Spot = {18}
Posted by Aidan Pryde (Member # 107779) on June 15, 2003, 12:36 AM:
Heeding the advice of his guards, Jonathan cuts the break as short as possible, letting everyone get a little bit to eat and drink, but not remaining in place overly long. Packing back up takes only a few moments, and, soon, the group is back on the road heading towards Bri Ili.
The travel through the midday sun is tiring, and the heat is beginning to wear on everyone, but Tani manages to stay in fairly high spirits, with the knowledge that every minute traveled now is one minute closer to their ultimate destination. Her enthusiasm seems to keep Lania and Morgan happy as well, as they try to find as much shade as they can from the oppressive sun.
About halfway through the afternoon, the group comes to a slightly sharper turn in the road than they have encountered before, and the road appears to narrow around the bend, allowing the canopy overhead to blanket the majority of the road in shade, giving the group a welcome break from the sun.
(I need spot checks from everyone except Perry and Tani, I'll use the last one given for Tani. Also, please make sure I have my chart with what you have in hand correct.)
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.NA....p..Perry......NA...17...18/18..Nothing.........Sleeping on wagon
.NA....r..Ranger.....NA...16...31/31..Longbow.........OK
.NA....t..Tani.......NA...14...20/20..Xbow(L).........Riding Faithful
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.NA....s..Sargon.....NA...16...13/13..None............OK
.NA...hh..Horse 1....NA...14...22/44..None............Wounded
.NA...**..Horse 2....NA...14...44/44..None............OK
[ June 15, 2003, 12:15 PM: Message edited by: Aidan Pryde ]
Posted by griffin27 (Member # 48362) on June 15, 2003, 09:41 AM:
{{Spot= 18}}
Ranger spends the afternoon swatting at bugs and wiping the sweat from his brow and neck. Despite appearances he actually looks almost happy. There's even a hint of a smile playing at the corners of the normally taciturn young man's mouth.
Seeing the bend in the road he holds up his free hand and says to Geral, "a bend like this is as good a spot for an ambush as I've ever seen. Best be doubly careful."
(ooc... Ranger would have his longbow in hand most of the time.)
Posted by Akavasha D'Morney (Member # 105872) on June 15, 2003, 05:16 PM:
Tani remains in good humor, sometimes even humming to herself an upbeat tune. After awhile she rides up next to the wagon. "Jonathan, she ask. "How long is the planned layover in Bri Ili and where are we headed next?" She gives both Lania and Morgan a grin of eager anticipation. Even Faithful seems to kick up his heels, as if sensing how close they are to the end of their journey.
She ties a bit of leather across her forehead to help keep the sweat out of her eyes. She finds the look quite fetching and decides to adopt the look. Which means I'll have to go shopping for several different colors and lengths of leather strips. Oooohhh, I could even braid a few and add in some beads or such. Now that would look simply perfect!
Her mind continues to run along similar lines and she allows Faithful to drop back behind the wagon again as her mind races along. She can't help but straighten a little when they come to a sharp bend in the road. She suddenly wishes she had a special friend, a familiar or special animal friend. She wishes she'd taken the time to seek one out before starting this journey. An owl would be perfect for gliding over these trees and letting me know what he sees. Of course, she's also heard of a tiny flying snake that would also make a wonderful familiar. It sounds dangerous and sexy all at the same time, which only serves to intrigue Tani all the more.
She can tell by the way Ranger and Geral are talking that she isn't the only one concerned with the sharp bend in the road and the covering canopy of trees ahead. She checks her bow, removing the safety, just in case.
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