Game Play: Welcome to White Oak

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Nov 16, 2015 10:46 pm
"Well, that's a bonus then. Mission accomplished." Even as he talks Cyriel realises Erevoir is already striding off. Shrugging, Cyriel sends Cecil ahead to seek out potential danger, the. Follows behind Erevoir.
Last edited November 16, 2015 10:47 pm

Rolls

Perception advantage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)

1d20+5 : (16) + 5 = 21

1d20+5 : (13) + 5 = 18

Nov 17, 2015 11:37 pm
Cecil doesn't see anything that rouses any suspicions as the group makes it way to the river. As before it appears that the only way to cross is to swim.
Nov 18, 2015 3:07 am
"Great. I forgot about the river. I really need to learn to fly." With that remark he attempts to swim the river, hoping one of his more athletic friends can help Brynn cross.
Last edited November 18, 2015 3:12 am

Rolls

Swim - athletics - (1d20-1)

(6) - 1 = 5

Swim - (1d20-1)

(12) - 1 = 11

Swim - (1d20-1)

(16) - 1 = 15

Nov 18, 2015 6:27 am
Valrakas peers at Brynn. "C'n ye swim, lad? I wager ye c'n swim, growing up around here." The minotaur muses, "I reckon we c'n tie a rope 'round 'im t' be safe, like we did wi' Vex. Or ye can hold on t'me while I swim."
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Nov 18, 2015 2:21 pm
"Val, you should take Brynn across, I'll try to make it across myself this time," Vex says as he jumps into the water and attempts to swim across.

Rolls

3 Athletics Checks, in case I need them! - (1d20-2, 1d20-2, 1d20-2)

1d20-2 : (4) - 2 = 2

1d20-2 : (20) - 2 = 18

1d20-2 : (12) - 2 = 10

Nov 18, 2015 5:33 pm
Three Athletic checks from Valrakas (all at a disadvantage) and three from Erevior. Two more from Cyriel.

Vex is waiting on the other side, obviously pleased that he made it so much easier than before.
Nov 18, 2015 5:47 pm
While fully capable of doing it, Erevior blanches at the thought of swimming with the wriggly child holding onto him. When Valrakas makes the offer, the elf gratefully passes the child over, then winces as he realizes that Brynn still has a fistful of his hair. He gently loosens the child's vice grip on his locks, then stands up and stretches, relieved. Then he walks around, limbering up his arms, runs and leaps into the water for another crossing.

Rolls

Athletics checks to swim - (1d20+4, 1d20+4, 1d20+4)

1d20+4 : (10) + 4 = 14

1d20+4 : (2) + 4 = 6

1d20+4 : (20) + 4 = 24

Nov 18, 2015 6:15 pm
"Hold on to me packstraps, lad. Careful ye don't poke yeself with th' harpoon!" With that, Valrakas plunges into the water.

Rolls

Swim check (disadvantage) - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)

1d20+5 : (16) + 5 = 21

1d20+5 : (18) + 5 = 23

Swim check (disadvantage) - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)

1d20+5 : (8) + 5 = 13

1d20+5 : (11) + 5 = 16

Swim check (disadvantage) - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)

1d20+5 : (20) + 5 = 25

1d20+5 : (14) + 5 = 19

Nov 18, 2015 6:38 pm
(Ooc: wow Val!!!)
Nov 18, 2015 11:24 pm
You all make it to the far bank with little trouble, although Cyriel has drifted a bit down stream and it takes him a minute or two to catch up to the rest of the group. You all wring out various articles of clothing and make your way through the field towards White Oak. It's late but there does appear to be some activity at The Broken Spoon.

OOC: Hitting you guys with disadvantage is like a bonus for ya! :-)
Nov 18, 2015 11:30 pm
Cyriel gestures and Cecil returns to him. Then the bird is gone. "Let's deliver the good news to the Broken Spoon. Maybe Mayor Dale is in there? Or maybe someone knows where he lives? I guess our news is important enough to disturb him."
Nov 18, 2015 11:56 pm
Vex feels good about what they accomplished today. "Yes, let's return to Mayor Dale and get our heroes' welcome that we deserve!"
Nov 19, 2015 4:02 am
"Let' get ye home, laddie." Valrakas says to Brynn. The minotaur strides towards the Broken Spoon with the by clinging to his back.
Nov 19, 2015 4:13 am
"Wonder if we ever find out why goblins been attacking?"
Nov 19, 2015 4:15 am
"Seems Creld was directing them to. Not going to do that anymore. Maybe we shouldn't have killed him?"
Nov 19, 2015 11:10 pm
The four of you walk into The Broken Spoon, Brynn secure on Valrakas' back. The place is nearly empty; Bob is behind the counter and appears to be tallying today's take, while his wife is clearing a few of the tables. At the one occupied table in the entire tavern sits a man who has clearly had a few too many ales. He glances up as you enter, barely given notice until he sees Valrakas. After a quick double take he jumps to his feet as his hand reaches for the hilt of his sword.

"MONSTER!" he screams just before falling forward flat unto his face.

Bob and his wife immediately turn towards the door to see what the fuss is about when they notice Brynn with the group. "Brynn!!" the women yells, running towards you, stepping on (not over) the now unconscious man laying on the floor. Before she can even turn to tell Bob to fetch Abram and Sophie he's already made his way out the back door to find Brynn's mother.

"Where? How?"
Nov 19, 2015 11:53 pm
Cyriel tries to remain real and demure, but inside he is soaring with pride. "It seems a human called Creld was a bad influence on the Goblins." He shrugs, "He won't be anymore."
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Nov 20, 2015 12:27 am
"Across river with the gobli...uh...the Gobos. Like Cyriel said, man brought new Gobos to take over tribe, forced them to do bad things. We finish him. Truly, mostly Cyriel and Vex. Most Gobos don't want trouble; we got rid of bad leader."
Nov 21, 2015 5:19 am
"Creld!?" the women gasps "Creld Lockhorde?"

She goes on to tell the story of how a few years back the man had been run out of town after a few of his magical "experiments, as he called them" had injured several of the townspeople. "When Abram had pieced together that Creld had actually meant to injure them folks, well, let's just say it was in his best interest to leave our little village. He wasn't all too happy about it neither!"

Before she can continue on with the story Val's eardrum is just about shattered as Brynn yells out, "MOMMY!!!" as his mother walks in with Bob, Abram Dale, and several other of the town folk who have tagged along all of whom want to hear about the daring rescue.
Nov 21, 2015 12:38 pm
Uncomfortable under all the peering eyes, Cyriel is confused by the expectation. "I thought I told you what happened?" Cyriel isn't one for stories. His brain is so active he has plenty to think about but those thoughts are private, and he wouldn't know how to share them. Story telling isn't his thing, and he was really rather proud of his summary of what happened. In a flash of inspiration he says, "Buy Val a beer and I'm sure he'll be more than happy to tell you what happened."

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