5. The Wood of Sharp Teeth

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Oct 26, 2023 9:18 pm
Dieter examines the body. He pulls out a knife and stabs it once hard and deep between the ribs penetrating a lung then several times in the liver and in the back for the kidneys. He then stomps on his two hands a few times and puts the patch in his right palm. Then taking a deep breath he cuts the scouts ear off before finally scalping him. He wraps the grisly bits in a rag and attempts to hand them to Aiwë "put this in a goblin tent and they’ll have to take the bait.
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Oct 26, 2023 9:27 pm
"Uh... I was just going to leave his whole body out with the patch on him, but..." she takes the parcel with an uneasy look for Dieter. "Sure. This will help."

She nods at Ida's instructions, then looks to Stella. "Ready, sister-girl? What's the quickest way in, according to your bird?"
Oct 26, 2023 9:31 pm
Ida watches in horror as her adopted cousin mutilates the poor soldier. clasping her hand over her mouth to stop a loud gasp from escaping she takes a step back from the scene, for the first time in decades real fear entering her eyes "D-dieter, I thought you just wanted the uniform for ease of infiltration. That was too far, what is wrong with you? even if its just to stage infighting have you no respect?"
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Oct 26, 2023 9:51 pm
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"Uh... I was just going to leave his whole body out with the patch on him, but..."
"I told you not to underestimate them." Dieter retorts "this is believable. You know how I feel about this." Dieter turns to Ida "this is so that our friends make it out alive and don’t end up like him"
Oct 26, 2023 9:57 pm
Ida fear quickly turns to disgust and righteous fury her voice beginning to rise and radiant energy sparking from her fingertips "If we stoop to their level what makes us any different from them!? How are we any better!?" Ida turns away from dieter remembering where they are and whispering as the sparks fizzle out "You can't turn to the darkness to fight the darkness of our world. It will consume you like everyone whos chosen that path before"
Oct 26, 2023 10:27 pm
"we can talk about this later right now we need to save our friends" Dieter says unimpressed with her emotional outburst. He crouches back down in position while they plant the body, his hands are shaking and his stomach weak.
Oct 27, 2023 4:36 am
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Ida hands some clean linen, and high-proof alcohol to Stella
"I have my own bandages and herbal poultices, but thank you," she says, patting her healer's hit and refusing the materials. "I'm not sure that uniform will fit either of us either," she continues gesturing to the dead mercenary. She gasps as she sees Dieter mutilating the corpse. She reaches out to stop him, horrified, but the warrior is...efficient.

As Ida starts her outburst, Stella shushes her and pulls her further away from the camp. "Shhhh!! My magic can dampen light and sound, but not completely."

Sicked by Dieter's display, she gestures to the body. "Be careful not to leave a blood trail..."

Stella confirms the last few details of the plan with the group. (Where the corpse is going, who's planting it, where the fire is going, who's setting it and when, etc.)
Oct 27, 2023 4:19 pm
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Rolls

🥷 - (1D20+6, 1D20+6)

1D20+6 : (14) + 6 = 20

1D20+6 : (19) + 6 = 25

Oct 27, 2023 4:26 pm
Mission assigned, Dieter hoists the bandit body up over his shoulder and steals off. Thanks to his natural agility, some magic from his elven boots, and the custom work done on his armor, the young man has no trouble moving unseen and unheard. He plants the prepared corpse on the bank of the stream just a couple hundred feet away from the enemy camp, and then makes his way back to the group without any trouble.

It doesn't take long for a handful of Blacktalons to come to the stream for a drink. Upon finding one the slaughtered bandit, they immediately take up a cry of alarm. As mercenaries of all types arrive on the scene, one of the Blacktalons holds up the torn Chill badge and shouts accusations at the hobgoblins.

The raw hostility in the camp is building to a head, with drawn weapons and heated words. Even Taurgosz and Ardenor Crush are shouting into each other's faces. The slightest spark (perhaps even literal) will start a fight that can't be ended without bloodshed!

Rolls

Mystery Roll - (1d20)

Oct 27, 2023 4:44 pm
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Last edited October 27, 2023 4:53 pm

Rolls

Attack Roll - Fire Arrow - (1d20+2)

(6) + 2 = 8

Mission Inspiration Die - (1d8)

(4) = 4

INSPIRATION!!!! - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Oct 27, 2023 5:41 pm
Sparks trail behind Ida's arrow as it goes far over the heads of the gathered mob, then plummets down to pierce right through the roof of Ardenor Crush's own tent. It doesn't take long for the Chill structure to start spewing noticeable smoke and embers.

Upon seeing his own tent burning, the hobgoblin leader has had enough. "Slay these fools!"

Taurgosz responds in kind. "Let 'em have it, boys!"

And just like that, the camp becomes a raging battlefield.
Oct 27, 2023 5:48 pm
"What in the- RrraaaAAAUUUGGH!!!"

Tazok's fury rages unnoticed in the heat of battle. Trying again, the half-ogre skewers the nearest bandit on his sword, then spits on the corpse as it slides off his weapon. Still nobody seems to care. Unused to being ignored, Tazok sticks his head back into his tent for a moment, speaks for a moment, and then charges across the campground, taking out his frustrations on anyone within reach of his blade.
Oct 27, 2023 5:50 pm
Positioned at the rear of the camp, Stella and Aiwë wait for Tazok to leave his tent before sneaking in from the back.

Rolls

Stealth (Adv. from Chaos) - (1d20+2, 1d20+2)

1d20+2 : (3) + 2 = 5

1d20+2 : (16) + 2 = 18

Oct 27, 2023 5:53 pm
Aiwë hefts Ida's warhammer, grinning wildly as she and Stella prepare to duck into the tent. As Tazog is pulled into the fight, she turns to Stella, her whisper nearly silent. "You untie the boys, I'll see to the guard. Ready, go!"

She ducks under the back of the tent flap, hammer ready. She steps past the captives, swinging almost immediately upward against the back of the guard's skull. His feet leave the ground just a little, and then he crumples.
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Rolls

Stealth with advantage - (1d20+3, 1d20+3)

1d20+3 : (1) + 3 = 4

1d20+3 : (10) + 3 = 13

Guard smash - (1d20+7, 1d20+7)

1d20+7 : (8) + 7 = 15

1d20+7 : (6) + 7 = 13

HEIST - (1d8)

(3) = 3

Oct 27, 2023 6:04 pm
As the two women enter the back of Tazok's tent, Aldous and Koveras blink at the sudden light.

"Is that...? Stella?! You found me!" He's dirty and bruised, but Stella's never seen Aldous look happier.
Oct 27, 2023 6:08 pm
When they enter the tent, Stella pauses for just a moment, meeting Aldous' eyes, then nods at Aiwë's words and shushes him, eye stars a mix of frantic orange and a thrilled yellow.

Without a word, she strides over and places her crystaline starcane focus around Aldous' neck, then cuts the two men's bonds with a knife and starts to perform some quick herb-assisted healing on any cuts, bruises, or broken bones she sees on them while Aiwë handles the guard.
OOC:
Assuming there's time, Healer on Aldous then Koveras. They each regain HP equal to 1d6+4+their max number of Hit Dice.
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Rolls

Healer (Aldous, Koveras) - (1d6+4, 1d6+4)

1d6+4 : (6) + 4 = 10

1d6+4 : (3) + 4 = 7

Oct 27, 2023 6:10 pm
"Good day, Lord Silvershield." Aiwë beams, nodding at him. She leaves him to Stella and holds her hand out to Koveras to help him stand, her grin never leaving her face. "Blood, good to see you. Warhammer, or longsword?"
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Oct 27, 2023 6:13 pm
Koveras Anchev rolls his head back to get a good look at the newcomers. He lets out a deflated groan at the sight of Aiwe standing over the hobgoblin guard. "Oh, it's you... And you killed my mark." He can't resist a chuckle, but it quickly turns to wheezing. Of the two prisoners, he seems to have borne the brunt of the maltreatment.

As Stella treats his wounds, he seems to regain some inner fire. "Get me on my feet, and I'll take the sword."
Oct 27, 2023 6:14 pm
"Do you know where the drow priestess is at?" she asks both men. "Ajantis too...They're the ones I'm most worried about right now..." she says, glancing around nervously.
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Oct 27, 2023 6:18 pm
Aiwë helps Koveras stand, half humming half grunting a rhythm in the back of her throat. It stokes some of his returning fire, and she hands him her sword. Its an elvish shape, but etched with dwarvish runes carved in such a way to be art. Aiwë casts Cure Wounds lvl 2. Koveras heals 11 more HP.
Last edited October 27, 2023 6:29 pm

Rolls

Cure wounds - (2d8+3)

(71) + 3 = 11

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