Chapter 1: Lady Luck's Curtsy

Nov 30, 2016 2:19 am
A hidden hand, a trusted courtier, presented on a silken pillow, stuffed under your door at an inn. No matter how it came to be in your possession, you are the proud owner of a letter from one Baron Harketts. Printed on what appears to be a fine vellum, with clearly writ purple script, is the following missive:

Greetings and salutations!

You may not be aware of who I am, yet, but know this: my name is Baron Harketts. I am a man of varied connections and deep pockets. As it turns out, I am in need of your particular skill-set. I have received word of a unique treasure that I would like recovered. I am a bit infirm, and cannot go haring about to recover it on my own as I used to in my prime, you see. There is where you come in. I have a purse worth 500 gold coins with your name on it if you can recover the item for me. I have reached out to some other contractors as well, as I intend on sending more than one lone soul out for this. It is my dearest hope you will bond together, like the marauding bands of old, to recover this ancient artifact.

If you would like to know more (or see proof of the possible reward), please make yourself present at
The Jeweled Bottle in Neverwinter in one month's time. I look forward to making your esteemed acquaintance.


Most sincerely,
Yahvitz Marrian, Twelfth Baron Harketts


The month has passed and you find yourself approaching a tavern with a battered sign hanging from a single chain. The image is that of a crystal decanter with sockets for what used to be gemstones set along the base.
Dec 2, 2016 11:36 pm
OOC:
Ping for notification's sake.
Dec 2, 2016 11:46 pm
I shove my way through the front door and bellow at the nearest staff member, "Yahvitz Merrian Baron Harketts. Where is he?"
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Dec 2, 2016 11:49 pm
OOC:
What is Neverwinter's policy on avian flight over the city? I'll assume they won't like it.
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Dec 2, 2016 11:51 pm
A short creature with the head of a hawk and massive wings tucked in at its sides walks into the inn just as the dragon-thing shouts at a serving girl. Shaking his head, he moves forward, "I, too, am looking for Yahvitz. Might you know where he can be found?
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Dec 3, 2016 12:00 am
A small armor-clad man with dark gray skin and a close-cropped white beard sits off to the side, sipping a mead as he watches this unfold.
Dec 3, 2016 12:01 am
OOC:
I'm not sure which is his actual name.
Dec 3, 2016 12:05 am
A tallish, slender elf enters the tavern and takes a seat and observes his future adventurers with a curious stupor, while they shout about a man they never met.
OOC:
I think his name is Yahvitz Twelfth.
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Rolls

Arrival time (Even = on time, Odd = late) - (1d20)

(4) = 4

Dec 3, 2016 12:11 am
Another avian being of brown plumage steps across the threshold, eyes scanning the room. There is a predatory assessment of the tavern's occupants, as though marking those who would be prey and those who would compete for such. A harness upon the aarakocra's body is laden with traveling supplies, along with a shield and visible weapons of war.

At mention of the name Yahvitz, she tilts her head with an inquisitive chirp.
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Dec 3, 2016 12:14 am
His name is Yahvitz Merrian. However, his noble title is Baron, and his Barony is Harketts. He is the 12th holder of the barony. A History check may reveal more. ;)
Dec 3, 2016 12:21 am
OOC:
That is a History check relevant to my area of expertise.

Rolls

History - (1d20+4)

(11) + 4 = 15

Dec 3, 2016 12:32 am
OOC:
History, which I do actually have Expertise in!

Rolls

History - (1d20+6)

(9) + 6 = 15

Dec 3, 2016 12:32 am
HypCo says:
A tallish, slender elf enters the tavern and takes a seat and observes his future adventurers with a curious stupor, while they shout about a man they never met.
OOC:
I think his name is Yahvitz Twelfth.
OOC:
Hey, I never shouted!
Dec 3, 2016 1:07 am
OOC:
I expertise in history, too.
Naatkinson says:
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Hey, I never shouted!
OOC:
Birds lack the ability to be quite.

Rolls

History - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Dec 3, 2016 1:22 am
I peer at the bird-creature suspiciously. "No, which is why I asked."
Dec 3, 2016 1:28 am
Dramasailor sent a note to Naatkinson,CosmicKeyring
Dec 3, 2016 1:35 am
The serving girl looks a bit taken aback by your sudden entrance into the tavern. Ba - Baron Harketts has not yet arrived. she stammers, a bit nervously. She casts a sidelong glance at the two Aarakocra, and shudders slightly. She shies away from Xavena as she gestures to a door in the back. He bade me set out casks of ale, warm meats, and pies. Please - um - help yourselves? she continues quietly.

Those that have already arrived, the serving girl that Xavena 'accosted' upon arrival has shown you all to a back room. If you proceed on into the space, it is a relatively spacious private room, set with a massive oaken table along one long wall. There is a set of seats laid out with a single chair facing them.
OOC:
Picture every horrible business meeting ever: coffee and snacks on the table at the side, assembly style seats on the other side.
Dec 3, 2016 2:00 am
Aera nods his thanks to the serving girl and then looks around at the assembled snacks, looking for something that would agree with one of his own kind's palette.
Dec 3, 2016 2:09 am
I take several hunks of meat and two pies and sit on the floor, helping myself to everything all at once like a starving hyena.
Dec 3, 2016 2:13 am
Orseas, looking up from a small, unraveled bundle of papers, looks up at the group as the enter one after the other. He had been there all day and was waiting for the man who summoned himself to make himself known. He shook his head with smarm, but in truth was pleased that he had in fact come to the right place.
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Dec 3, 2016 2:21 am
Seeing the loud one go into a back room, Rolen follows in hopes the meeting is underway. Upon entering, a look of disgust crosses his face as he witnesses Xavena stuffing their face. He cautiously approaches, a little unsure if he wants to get close to it or not, and pours himself a mug of ale before taking a seat.
Dec 3, 2016 2:36 am
Relieved that another elf sits among them, Orseas approaches and sits in front of him. He visibly sighs with relief and pours himself ale as well. "Ive been waiting for a few hours for everyone else who got the missive to appear. I was afraid there may only be..." he glances at Xavena "...wilder folk. What is your name?"
Dec 3, 2016 2:58 am
Baraq studies the laden table, head tilted, before grabbing a handful of meat and a tankard. She hooks one of the chairs with her talons and pulls it down to its side, dragging it a brief distance away from the collection. Her beak stabs into the meat and pulls, tearing it into more-manageable bits that she swallows.
Dec 3, 2016 3:02 am
The gnome steps into the room and takes a small plate of food before taking a seat.
Dec 3, 2016 3:02 am
Seeing a more civilized person approach, the elf smiles and give a nod "Rolen Liadon." Rolen gently tips his mug towards Orseas "Don't write them off, just yet, strictly based off their manners." Rolen pauses as Baraq drags a chair across the floor, partially baffled he continues "It is going to take a while to get used to their...customs though."
Dec 3, 2016 3:07 am
Once I've eaten my fill, I wrap the remaining bits into a piece of cloth that I shove into my pocket. While food has been easy enough to find on my recent travels, habits are hard to break and one never knows if the next meal will be in one day or four. As I notice the others keeping their distance from me, I relax a bit and take a tankard of ale. This time I find the furthest chair in the room and sit on it awkwardly. It's not often that I speak with folks in these sorts of civilized spaces. Under the open skies is where I'm most comfortable. At that thought I peer at the birdfolk curiously. If only I could fly...
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Dec 3, 2016 3:10 am
Player RP will continue until everyone is checked in and present. :) The serving girl will check in after about 15 minutes to make sure you all still have enough food.
Dec 3, 2016 3:11 am
Baraq tests if her beak will fit into the tankard, electing to just tip her head back and pour its contents instead.
Dec 3, 2016 3:18 am
Orseas nods, trying to force a gracious opinion of them as Rolen suggests. "I am Orseas, servant of Light." He extends his hand to shake Liadon's politely. "Did you get this same missive?" He says showing his own to the elf.
OOC:
By the way, DM bossman. What is the deity I serve's name? Thanks!
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Dec 3, 2016 3:20 am
OOC:
Pelor would be your standard God of Light.
Dec 3, 2016 3:25 am
Aera walks over and sits down by Baraq, "Where do you come from?"
Dec 3, 2016 3:40 am
"It is a pleasure to meet you, Orseas." Rolen doesn't extend his hand, instead he reaches inside his shirt and pulls out the letter "Please don't take this as disrespect, I dislike touching hands but you are correct, I am here from the missive."
Dec 3, 2016 3:47 am
Orseas says, "Oh. okay. It's fine." then purposely knocks his ale over onto Rolen's missive. Finishing his fit by getting up and kicking his chair away from him as he walks to the other side of the room, fuming.
Dec 3, 2016 3:49 am
Baraq shifts, wings nearly flaring out in challenge to Aera, but she keeps them folded and just rebalances on her perch. During all this, her head remains fixed with yellow eyes upon the other aarakocra.

There is a series of clicks, before she speaks the word, "Chult."
Dec 3, 2016 3:55 am
Nikcollini says:
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By the way, DM bossman. What is the deity I serve's name? Thanks!
OOC:
Pelor is for Greyhawk, if you're looking for a deity from the Forgotten Realms, there's Correllon Larethian for elves specifically, or Amaunator, Helm, Lathander, Milil, or Sune for the rest of the pantheon.
Dec 3, 2016 4:00 am
CosmicKeyring says:
Nikcollini says:
OOC:
By the way, DM bossman. What is the deity I serve's name? Thanks!
OOC:
Pelor is for Greyhawk, if you're looking for a deity from the Forgotten Realms, there's Correllon Larethian for elves specifically, or Amaunator, Helm, Lathander, Milil, or Sune for the rest of the pantheon.
OOC:
Very true. Take your pick from Cosmic's much more accurate list. :)
Dec 3, 2016 4:05 am
OOC:
I'll go with Lathander I suppose. Thanks
Dec 3, 2016 4:10 am
Totally unaware of how he should respond, only knowing that he needs to express some sort of reaction Aera squawks loudly and then chirps twice, "Chult?" he asks, then there is a moment of silence, then another chirp, "Huh."
OOC:
He has NO idea how to respond to a female of his kind at ALL
Dec 3, 2016 4:35 am
The look of bewilderment washes over Rolen's face once again Perhaps I am the only sane one here. he thinks to himself as he waves his hand over his ale-soaked missive.

Casting Prestidigitation. Cleaning a soiled object.

Rolls

Sink to his level? Even=Y, Odd=N - (1d20)

(13) = 13

Dec 3, 2016 5:20 am
Catriona spends a good half hour skulking outside the Jeweled Bottle trying to pluck up the courage to enter. Only 11 years old and having led such a closeted life she knows precious little of the world outside her family estate apart from what she learned from books. In fact, until she ran away scarcely a week ago the only world she knew was her room and the garden outside it where she spent as much time as she could. The past few days have been a rude awakening. She considers just sneaking in along with the next group of patrons but shrinks back when the next people she sees is a couple of bird-men. She studies the Baron's letter for the hundredth time, trying to recall anything she might have learned through her studies about the Barony of Harketts. At length she smooths her skirts, straightens her back, thrusts her chin up and bursts through the door as imperiously as she can...and finds the room empty. Spotting a serving girl Catriona addresses her in the tone she used to employ on the servants back home. "You there! Girl! I require an audience with Baron Yahvitz Merrian. Fetch him for me."
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Rolls

History - (1d20+5)

(18) + 5 = 23

Dec 3, 2016 2:17 pm
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The serving girl blanches at your tone. Even a no-nothing infant could see that she seems massively torn.

I can't - I mean - you can't - that is to say, the baron, you don't just summon a baron, do you?!
Dec 3, 2016 2:31 pm
"Then quit gawking and take me to him. Be quick about it!" Catriona is becoming her old self, regaining self confidence.
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Dec 3, 2016 2:42 pm
He's asked that all his visitors partake in food and drink in the back room. she says, taken a little aback by your appearance. She points toward the heavy door at the back of the tavern.
Dec 3, 2016 2:58 pm
Catriona sweeps toward the indicated door and waits for the servant to open the door for her. Lady Catriona she says, meaning that the servant should announce her. In truth, Catriona is merely posturing. She's acutely aware that whatever this is, she's in way over her head and she's more than a little scared. What if it's a ruse and she's been caught out and to be sent home. But she'll be damned before she lets it show.
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Dec 3, 2016 3:05 pm
OOC:
Twist of fate!

Rolls

Checking checking......

3 Positive, 4 Blank, 3 Negative - Total: +0

Dec 3, 2016 3:06 pm
I'm glad to meet you Lady Catriona. You can enter as you see fit. the serving girl says with a gentle smile.
Dec 3, 2016 3:25 pm
Catriona stands there a few moments tapping her feet impatiently but the serving girl doesn't seem to get it. Sighing, the little lady pushes through the door into the waiting room herself, trying to exude an air of confidence. Luckily her fine clothes, though no longer pristine, are still allow her to cut a fine figure . She sucks in her breath as she takes in the scene before her. These people don't look like they're going to be easy to impress.
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Dec 3, 2016 4:36 pm
A dwarf in dirty heavy armor walks in behind her and says Well Thats some way to ask for someone ain't it? followed by a hearty belly laugh. Such soft skin and a pretty face to match but none compare to her highness. Youre from a more pampered lifestyle ain't ya?
Dec 3, 2016 4:36 pm
Aera looks quizzically at the small child who's entered the room, tilting his head to the side and blinking a few times. "Are you lost, nestling?" he asks. Surely she has found the wrong room!
Dec 3, 2016 5:02 pm
Krieger looks at the half-orc curiously and takes a sip of his ale, trying not to raise any suspicions just yet. Her style of dress and attempts at commanding the room would perhaps indicate someone of noble stature.
OOC:
History to see if I recognize her, unless a different skill would be more appropriate.

Rolls

History - (1d20+3)

(19) + 3 = 22

Dec 3, 2016 6:04 pm
Baraq hops off the overturned chair and retrieves more meat, going so far as to peck another chunk off the table and swallow it whole as he returns to her small perch. Let the others talk; she will eat.
Dec 3, 2016 6:09 pm
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Once the dwarf bedecked in armor enters the room, behind the young half-orc, only a minute or two elapses before there is a pounding on the door to the room. As your heads turn to the sound, it swings open and a wiry young boy steps through, wearing a tabard of white silk, trimmed with gold lace. An image of a spear crossed with a shepherd's crook adorns the chest, worked in purple embroidery. He holds a golden trumpet up to his lips and plays a trilling fanfare.

Move out of the way now, you ridiculous boy! comes an effeminate, braggadocios voice. As the boy moves out of the way, the doorway is filled with a tall, rather rotund man. An auburn beard covers his double chins and his slate gray eyes are sunk deep into the fat of his cheeks.

Ahhh! There you are! Ahh-ha, recipients of my missive. Adventurers one, adventurers all. Welcome my friends to the husk of Neverwinter. Welcome to one of the few jewels left shining in this wreckage of a city: The Jeweled Bottle! I, as you may have guessed, am the gracious host of the day, Yahvitz Merrian. The twelfth Baron Harketts. I trust you are all enjoying the fine food Meribeth and her father have put out for you? I asked that they provide a stout dwarven ale as well as a cask or two of that effervescent wine you elves favor. I will admit, I was at a loss for some of you, but I hope the piles of meat were satisfactory! Yahvitz boasts loudly. Waddling his way into the room, you get a better look at his attire. Purple silks, bedecked with flecks of diamond and amethyst. The motif of spear and crook is worked in gold stichery on the back of his heavy velvet cloak. Please, everyone, take you food and your drink, and take a seat. I will endeavor to explain to you the wondrous opportunity I lay at your eager feet! With a final flourish of his hand, he makes his way to the lone chair at the front of the hall. As he settles his massive frame onto it, it creaks in protest. With an embarrassed grimace he pulls a stoppered flask from his pocket and draws a deep drink.
Dec 3, 2016 6:12 pm
Feeling everyone's eyes on her Catriona shifts her feet uncertainly. She realizes her family brooch is showing and tries to cover it up. When one of the birdmen (she can't tell Baraq is female) hops off her perch Catriona flinches. When she realizes the bitdman wasn't about to eat her she tries to hide her embarrassment by sticking her nose up in an attempt to seem disdainful.

As the Baron takes his seat she steps forward and gives a small curtsy. Baron. I am Catriona. She realizes belatedly that it might have been a good idea to come up with a false name.
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Dec 3, 2016 6:16 pm
I lean forward in my chair towards the Baron. "Go on, then. What is it?"
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Dec 3, 2016 6:19 pm
Baraq is already "seated" as it were, crouched upon her overturned chair with talons digging into the wood. She tears off another bite of meat, stretching it apart from the chunk in her hand.
Dec 3, 2016 6:19 pm
Catriona eh? Not quite the Wavesilver I had in mind when I sent my letter, but we shall see how well you will do in your brother's stead. Clearly you have some manner of skill, else you wouldn't have been able to make your escape, eh lass? He says, eyes twinkling.
Dec 3, 2016 6:24 pm
Aera doesn't sit in a chair, instead climbing onto an empty table nearby and crouching down as if he were perched on a tree.
Dec 3, 2016 6:34 pm
Krieger drains his mug before placing it back on the table, stroking the tip of his beard. "I must admit, Baron, I wasn't expecting to hear from you again, it's been what, ten years? Fifteen? I was beginning to worry you'd gone the way of your predecessors." He chuckles under his breath.
Dec 3, 2016 6:41 pm
Yes! Master Steelshaper. It has certainly been an age since your wretched little form graced my court! I am pleased to see that you still so readily answer a call from true nobility! Welcome to the party! He says, the mirth in his voice making the insult seem more of a term of endearment.

Rolls

Memories, memories.

2 Positive, 1 Blank, 0 Negative - Total: +2

Dec 3, 2016 7:01 pm
Catriona nearly jumps out of her skin when the baron saya her family name. How did he...of course - the brooch. Then she realizes something else, especially when the Baron's words, "true nobility" sting her like a whip: Even here I'm not wanted! hot, angry tears start to well up in her eyes. She wants to run but her feet refuse to move.
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Dec 3, 2016 7:16 pm
Typical. Those who must use words to convey their importance in the food chain never seem to get to the point, Baraq thinks to herself, silent from her perch. She waits for these so-called "pleasantries" to end.
Dec 3, 2016 7:21 pm
"Why was I called here?" It suddenly occurs to me: If all these... creatures... know this man, then this very well could be some kind of ambush. Why else would he send a message with promises of large rewards? How could I be so stupid? How did he even find me, I was living deep in the woods by myself and he still managed to get a message to me? This smells of trickery! I rise from my chair and slow walk (trying to look super casual) towards the door, keeping everyone in my sights.
Dec 3, 2016 7:24 pm
Catriona is still trying not to burst into tears, and failing. She stands, trembling, hands are clenched at her side. The room begins to tremble with her.
OOC:
involuntarily casting Earth Tremor
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Dec 3, 2016 7:43 pm
Wooooooah! Easy there Catriona! I meant no insult to you. You are perfectly welcome at this meeting, clearly! the Baron says, a little frightened at the activity. Also, Xavena. Please do not leave. Yes, you. I know your name, of course I do. Just how many black dragonborn do you think there are roaming around these parts? It took my messenger plenty long enough to find you, to be sure. The mirth in his eyes begins to fade to cold sincerity and business.

Now then, to get down to the brass tacks of why you are all here. My sources throughout the Sword Coast have been doing an immense amount of research for me. They've found a lead on what they believe to be an artifact from well before the Spellplague wracked our lands. A relics from a long lost elvish kingdom. An'duratha, Crown of the First Forestlord. All we know is that the Crown is here, back on the material plane. The rumors of ages past indicate that the Crown is a very powerful magical item. I have - clients - you could call them. They are willing to pay an obscene amount of money for this artifact. His eyes scan the room for sign of reactions as he plows forward. Now, I do not expect you to leave here and return in a week with this ridiculously powerful thing! No. What I need your skill-set for is a long game to obtain this item. You have a broad set of skills, and I need information to help guide you to finding this Crown. For those of you still willing to stay on, you will be in my employ. This first rumor seeking will net you a tidy salary of 500 gold. Beyond that, every rumor you help me to track down will net you an additional salary. Before I give you any more information as to where you should begin, I will need to know who will join the party hunting rumors down. He finishes, red in the face from the long-winded talk. A snap of his fingers, and the young boy was at his side with a gilt-edged scroll, a pot of ink, and an ostentatious quill pen.
Dec 3, 2016 7:47 pm
The young wood elf sneezes as he looks upon the inn's sign. He is clad in simple, practical clothes and if one were to inspect closely, his hair is matted with a sort of thin dust.

The trip has been long, but he has great expectations. A baron summoning him is an event that will surely bring him good fortune. He had promptly told his masters and colleagues - of course they were sceptical, as they often were - that he would bring success back with him. Bearing the symbol of his clan, he opened the door of the Jewelled Bottle with a timid push, and the instant he saw the serving girl he straightened up and his elven features contortioned into a mockery of a stern expression, as if he were trying to look unshakeable.

There girl. I am supposed to meet the baron. he says in a - forced and unnatural - deep voice as he pulls the letter from a toolbag.
OOC:
Sorry I'm late ! I'll try to add my character portrait soon.
Dec 3, 2016 7:50 pm
OOC:
D'oh! I thought I already saw you post. Sorry! Your choice: do you want to be retconned into the room for all the speeches or would you prefer to enter late, as his last speech is finishing?
Dec 3, 2016 7:50 pm
Baraq gives a few chirps, before translating into Common, "Me."
Dec 3, 2016 7:53 pm
OOC:
Entering late is fine by me.
Dec 3, 2016 8:01 pm
Aera considers the offer for a moment; the gold and research time could be invaluable in locating the fabled Rod of Seven Parts as well. A slight chirp and he leaps down off of the table, "Me as well," squawk!
Dec 3, 2016 8:04 pm
The serving girl shakes her head at you, a silly look on her face. You are already late! He's been boasting in there for a few minutes already! You should hurry through that door. she says, gesturing at the heavy oak door at the rear of the tavern.

As you walk through the door you hear:

...net you an additional salary. Before I give you any more information as to where you should begin, I will need to know who will join the party hunting rumors down.

You see a rotund man, bedecked in purple finery speaking. He finishes, red in the face from what must have been a long-winded talk. A snap of his fingers, and a young boy is at his side with a gilt-edged scroll, a pot of ink, and an ostentatious quill pen.

Yahvitz looks up at the disturbance. Well, well, aren't we just the slightest bit tardy to the party! I trust your dwarven masters weren't too keen on allowing you to come on such - loose - terms, eh? Well, no matter! Will you be joining my rumor hunting party?
Dec 3, 2016 8:06 pm
"Do you even need to ask? You know I could never turn down a treasure hunt."
Dec 3, 2016 8:20 pm
As he is scolded by the serving girl Neraduin tries to conjure up a clever reply from thin air but he is too focused on keeping up his hostile and serious expression to find anything.

He enters the room and hears the end of the baron's speech. He nods his head to the small crowd, and it takes all he has to not lose his focus. He was not expecting a group of such diverse origins, and some of them look quite frightening.

He clears his throat but his voice is still squeaky, after all he had no time to prepare.

I apologize for the inconvenience, baron Harketts. By additional salary, how much should I envision ? As you can understand, I must know every detail of our agreement before I sign anything. he glances at the scroll with a faint distaste but does not comment any further.
Dec 3, 2016 8:26 pm
I slowly head back to the table of food and grab another tankard of ale before answering. "Alright." I'm here already. I might as well see this through. It's not like I had any other plans.
Dec 3, 2016 8:35 pm
Ahh, ever the contractually minded one. Clearly your dwarven clanmates saw you trained well. Just like a dwarf to question the terms before even reading a contract! Yahvitz laughs. I may as well mention it now, for all of you. The salary will vary based on the rumor and the danger. Some times, it may be to just pick up a book from a shop. No more than 100 gold for that kind of labor. However, if I send you against a mad wizard lich in his fortress to recover a piece of lost lore, why that could pay far more handsomely than even this first salary of yours. You will have the right of contract breakage at each possible rumor. Fear not, you are not going to work for no money.
Dec 3, 2016 8:39 pm
Rolen stands from his chair with a long sigh, not the least bit shocked that his so-called-allies are just blurting their acceptance to the mission at hand. He walks over to Yahvitz, doing a slight bow when they meet.
OOC:
Is the scroll, quill, and ink set out on a table or is the boy still holding it?

Rolls

Orseas payback (E=Y, O=N) - (1d20)

(12) = 12

Dec 3, 2016 8:42 pm
Not quite a table, more like a portable tablet. The boy is holding the top of the scroll, the bottle is set into a holder on the tablet, and a metal cup is there to hold the quill.

The baron's head nods slightly at your bow. I'm glad you came, master elf.
Dec 3, 2016 8:48 pm
Neraduin holds his chin up proudly at the mention of his dwarven training and even looks to the other members of the party, as if he was provoking them into commenting.

After the baron has finished his explanation he holds his hand and clears his throat again to deliver another fake deep voice.

Still vague, at least for me, but I suppose we will see when the time comes. May I write down the names myself ? he asks, just before quickly adding Free of charge, of course.
Dec 3, 2016 8:51 pm
"It is an esteemed honor to be summoned by one such as yourself and it is a pleasure to meet you." Rolen extends his hand towards Yahvitz, briefly shooting a look towards Orseas, a voice impedes inside his mind "It is funny you thought yourself worthy enough to touch me."
Dec 3, 2016 8:58 pm
"Elves." Full of self-importance as usual. I roll my eyes and keep drinking before noticing the child. "Eat. The meat is fresh enough. The pies are also acceptable."
Dec 3, 2016 10:20 pm
Orseas was quickly bored at the long explanation from the baron, and had long calmed down from his fit. He was enjoying the wine he found at the back. Once the baron wrapped things up, he figured out the gist of the deal presented before him.
"I suppose hunting rumors, or even an object, is not much different than a man. A bounty is a bounty." He is thinking to himself.
OOC:
Oh my bad, he is sending messages into Orseas' mind, no way he doesn't notice that. Ignoring the roll.
The other elf's words startle him from his thoughts, and he looks up in time to see the insult. His cheeks go red and he steams. He walks up to the baron and aggressively agrees. "I'll go on this mission. Though, I'm sure any who are too afraid to..." Looks obviously and abruptly at Rolen, "...shouldn't be looked down on. Cowards shame themselves after all." His eyes are daring the other elf to sign up too.
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Rolls

Does he notice the insult, Evens = Y, Odds = N - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Dec 3, 2016 10:47 pm
"Indeed they do, Orseas." Rolen gives Orseas a wry smirk as he picks up the quill, drips it gracefully into the ink and signs in his name.
Dec 3, 2016 10:48 pm
At mention of "coward," Baraq whips her head to the source of the word. Her head tilts as she studies the speaker, then turns away as he was not addressing her.
Dec 3, 2016 11:30 pm
Orseas frowns. His taunt now leaves him signing as well. Although that would not be so bad, he is now stuck with Rolen for the foreseeable future.
Dec 3, 2016 11:43 pm
The baron rocks in his chair, beaming at the number of signatories to the contract on the tablet.

There's a loud CRACK, as the back legs of the chair give way, and the rotund baron collapses to the floor in a messy pile of flesh, silk, and dwarven whiskey.

Rolls

1 Positive, 0 Blank, 3 Negative - Total: -2

Dec 3, 2016 11:50 pm
As the chair gives way, so does Rolen's dignified demeanor as he uncontrollably chortles at the sight he witnessed in front of him.
OOC:
for the fun.
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Rolls

Can Rolen hold his laugh? E=Y, O=N - (1d20)

(15) = 15

Dec 4, 2016 12:25 am
I stride towards the baron and attempt to help him to his feet.
Dec 4, 2016 1:04 am
Baraq shifts on her perch, assessing the angle needed to scavenge the corpse... oh wait, the man is still alive.
Dec 4, 2016 1:06 am
Krieger chuckles, the display bringing back some fond memories of his time in the Baron's court.
Dec 4, 2016 1:06 am
The baron grumpily accepts Xavena's help.

They just don't make chairs here the way they do in my lands. Who would dare make such a flimsy object! He says in a bluster as he makes it to his feet.
Dec 4, 2016 1:23 am
Shaking my head, I take a moment to fix the legs of the chair before I set it back behind the baron. "Good as before."

Casting Cantrip "Mending"-This spell repairs a single break or tear in an object you touch. As long as the break or tear is no larger than 1 foot in any dimension, you mend it. leaving no trace of the former damage.
Dec 4, 2016 1:39 am
Aera totally misses the fact that the baron is trying to save face, "Are you sure that your great weight didn't break it?" he asks, totally innocently.
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Dec 4, 2016 1:39 am
After a minute or so of mystical manipulation, Xavena has repaired the bar chair and has gotten Yahvitz back to his seat.

My thanks Xavena. Your talents are truly wide-ranged. He says thankfully as the signing of the contract continues on.
Dec 4, 2016 1:39 am
Yahvitz lets out a hearty guffaw at Aera's comment.

Perhaps my diet is the problem with the furniture here! Surely they are more used to underfed rapscallions in Neverwinter! he says, voice back to mirthful.

Rolls

Check

2 Positive, 2 Blank, 0 Negative - Total: +2

Dec 4, 2016 2:05 am
Baraq has not moved much from her perch, unaware of this custom about signing things. She had already indicated her willingness, and waits for the group's first directive.
Dec 4, 2016 2:09 am
Aera moves forward, dips a single talon into the ink and signs his name that way, very carefully.
Dec 4, 2016 2:41 am
Catriona has calmed down somewhat and is sulking where she stands, angry at herself for losing her composure. She is startled when the dragonborn speaks to her. So startled is she that she does what she always does when she's upset and wants to comfort herself: imagine she's in her garden chatting happily with the plants and the birds and little animals and the sprites.

We'll be okay. We'll be okay.
OOC:
She's talking to herself in Druidic, what she believes is her own private language but one Xavena alone in this group will understand.
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Dec 4, 2016 3:42 am
I certainly hope so. Seems as if we're the only ones with any sense. Us and the quiet bird. I take a small piece of bread and discretely feed it to the mouse that has made its way up my sleeve to my shoulder.
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Dec 4, 2016 5:32 am
Catriona is startled anew when Xavena speaks to her in what she thought was her own secret language. It snaps her out of her quiet (if you ignore the little earthquake) tantrum and causes her to consider more closely the dragonborn and the room's other occupants. "Um, Xavena?" she's asks timidly, How is it that you understand my words?" Catriona takes Xavena's advice and partakes of the food. She realizes she is hungry. She's eaten nothing but good berries since she ran away.
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Dec 4, 2016 6:54 am
Since everyone seems to be putting ink to paper, Baraq hops off her perch and approaches the young boy. She dips a finger into the inkpot and smears it on the scroll.
Dec 4, 2016 9:20 am
As he is completely ignored, Neraduin's cheeks take a faint colour of crimson. Everyone seems to be writing down their names, but they are very poorly written. He chokes when he sees the winged creature smear ink across the parchment.

WHAT ARE YOU... he snatches the scroll and looks at the paper with an expression of pure shock and horror, losing all of his previous composure. His true, high pitched voice can now be heard. He blinks his eyes several times, as if trying to process what is written on the parchment and looks at Baraq agrily. You call this a signature ?!
Dec 4, 2016 1:39 pm
Master Scrivner! I appreciate that you love your craft. However, in this matter of signatures, their truest marking is what my contract would require. However, if you would care to record, at the bottom of the list, the names of all those who have signed in a more - ahem - practiced hand, it would be greatly appreciated! I've only two more that need to agree before I think we can move on. So please, step up or step out you lot! The baron says, with a slightly cajoling tone creeping into his voice.
Dec 4, 2016 2:14 pm
Catriona guesses the Baron's not-so-subtle meaning and shrugs. Well it doesn't sound like she's being arrested or sent home, and what the Baron is proposing certainly sounds better than trying to make it on her own. She turns away from the food and whatever Xavena was about to reply to her and approaches the noble. "Forgive me, Baron, but when you said you wanted my half-brother I was afraid you would turn me out or send me home. Please, if I may ask for one thing, don't tell my father you've found me, and I beg you not to tell anyone that I even exist." Catriona signs the contract in a practiced, elegant script. "My stepmother certainly wishes I never existed." she mutters under her breath.
Dec 4, 2016 5:53 pm
Krieger has been sitting off to the side, somewhat amused by the circumstances, but once the rest of the group has signed, he joins in. He eyes Catriona with suspicion as he returns to his seat.
Dec 4, 2016 6:49 pm
Baraq's wings rise up while her sharp beak opens in a hiss at Neraduin.
Dec 4, 2016 7:10 pm
Lady Wavesilver. Why ever would I tell your family anything about one of my employees. Sure, I have done some matter of small business with them over the years, but there is little love between us to prompt that! Yahvitz exclaims after Catriona's signature is inked.

Now then, we only await your word, Ada, my masterful dwarven friend. Do you join our venture?

As some of the team begins to get visibly antsy, Baron Harketts waves his hand and the boy vanishes out the back door, returning with an oak chest. Setting it by the baron's feet, he bows and moves away. Yahvitz opens the oak chest, revealing a collection of leather bags.

Those that have signed, come collect a satchel!

Rolls

Secret Roll

Dec 4, 2016 7:14 pm
As she is already near, Baraq steps over to take a leather bag. Without judging its weight, she finds a suitable compartment on her harness to secure the satchel and hops back onto her overturned chair.
Dec 4, 2016 7:19 pm
Rolen grabs a bag and returns to his chair, nodding to Yahvitz, slightly embarrassed about his outburst earlier. Reaching his chair, he takes a peek in side.
Dec 4, 2016 7:28 pm
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Dec 4, 2016 7:30 pm
Rolen sinches the bag close and looks at the others who have grabbed a bag also to see if their bags look fuller.
OOC:
for the fun
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Rolls

Is he content? E=Y, O=N - (1d20)

(19) = 19

Dec 4, 2016 8:05 pm
Krieger steps up and takes a satchel, taking a look inside before slinging it over his shoulder. "Thank you, Baron."
Dec 4, 2016 8:05 pm
As he is glaring with discontent he is about to follow the baron's offer but Baraq suddenly spreads her wings and hisses. Neraduin jumps and takes a few steps back while trying to muffle a squeal. He swallows before trying to convey understanding and empathy to the winged creature. He is dearly hoping the dwarf has not seen him get flustered.

Well, err, my winged friend, if you do not know how to write... a signature like this - well it's perfectly understandable, you can't help it, really.

He is quite overwhelmed, and so he picks up one of the satchels absentmindedly, the names he was supposed to inscribe all but forgotten.
Dec 4, 2016 8:12 pm
Rolen looks about the room and sees that some satchels are seemingly larger while some are smaller. Why the size difference exists, you don't know.

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Dec 4, 2016 8:51 pm
Aera moves forward and grabs the first satchel his hand finds, taking it to a seat before he peeks into it.
Dec 4, 2016 8:55 pm
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Dec 4, 2016 9:02 pm
Rolen grits his teeth a bit before stuffing the satchel into his backpack, as well stuffing his greed to the back of his mind.
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Rolls

Does he need to know? - (1d20)

(13) = 13

Dec 4, 2016 11:12 pm
Catriona takes a satchel as well and peeks inside. She looks with apprehension at her companions. Some of them look quite formidable but she is determined not to be cowed by anyone. Still, she recognizes they know much that she has yet to learn and so she resolves to observe them all closely and learn as quickly as she can. She returns to Xavena's side, having already established a bond of sorts with the dragonborn.
Dec 4, 2016 11:14 pm
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Dec 5, 2016 2:08 am
Orseas lifts his own satchel and looks inside. He has already forgotten his rage, but stands on the other side of the room from wherever Rolen is.
Dec 5, 2016 2:11 am
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Dec 5, 2016 2:29 am
Krieger sits, having obtained another mug of ale. "So, what is the first 'rumor' we're being asked to track down?" He would accept the task almost without question, but it would still be nice to know what he's getting into.
Dec 5, 2016 2:50 am
I take the satchel and walk back to the chair I had been sitting on. Once I'm seated again, I dump the contents of the satchel onto my lap and poke at whatever I find.
Dec 5, 2016 3:01 am
There is an astounding clatter near the back of the room. As heads whip around, you see Xavena holding the bottom of her leather satchel in her claw, having upended the package. Scattered across the floor are a mess of coins in various colors and denominations.

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Dec 5, 2016 3:04 am
I immediately jump to my feet and crouch down, daring anyone to take a step near my cache. Then I very carefully pick up every coin, looking up every so often to make sure no one else attempts to take what is mine.

Rolls

Do I find everything? E- Yes, O-No - (1d20)

(15) = 15

Dec 5, 2016 3:17 am
You manage to recover 39 gold worth of coins immediately. Some of the coins may have rolled too far away to gather immediately.

Rolls

Coinage - (1d48+50)

(7) + 50 = 57

Dec 5, 2016 3:20 am
OOC:
Do I see any coins near me?

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Dec 5, 2016 3:25 am
OOC:
Same here: any coins near me (so I can give them to her).

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Dec 5, 2016 3:29 am
Yes, you both spot coins near you. Rolen, you find 10 gold worth of coins and Catriona finds 19 gold worth.
Dec 5, 2016 3:33 am
"Here, Xavena, don't lose these!" Catriona points out the wayward coins, picks up a few, and hands them to the dragonborn.
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Dec 5, 2016 3:34 am
Rolen scoops up the coins into his hands and walks over to Xavena. Kneeling down, matching her crouch, he places all the coins he found in her pile "You might want to be a bit more careful with your gold." giving her a slight smile before walking off back to his chair again.
Dec 5, 2016 3:45 am
I quickly grab the coins from Rolen and Catriona, throwing it into the satchel and hugging it close. Why are they acting this way? Are they trying to trick me? I try not to make eye contact with anyone who is watching this take place.

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Dec 5, 2016 3:49 am
"There's some more on the floor..." Catriona says, pointing them out but not moving to pick them up.
Dec 5, 2016 3:53 am
I casually look over to where she is pointing. If I don't immediately see the coins, I will make no move to pick them up. Obviously they are somehow mocking me crawling all over the floor like the street rat I once was while they strut around in their finery.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Dec 5, 2016 3:56 am
You easily spot the coins by following Catriona's pointed finger. You also notice that Baron Harketts is taking special care to avoid noticing your situation.
Dec 5, 2016 3:56 am
Baraq shifts on her perch, eyes instinctively attracted to the sparkle and shine.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Dec 5, 2016 4:02 am
Aside from the coins that you notice the half-orc pointing out, you see nothing additional.
Dec 5, 2016 4:12 am
I reluctantly go and pick up the remaining coins. I continue to avoid eye contact with everyone.
Dec 5, 2016 4:36 am
Regardless if the Baron continues talking, Baraq hops off her perch and approaches the food table again. She picks up a pie to inspect it, then tosses it aside as worthless. The aarakocra returns to a staple of meat to satisfy her.
Dec 5, 2016 7:32 pm
Neraduin looks at the money spilled on the floor and sighs. He eyes one more time Baraq, carefully, before grabbing some beer and taking a few quick sips. He eyes Catriona over his beverage before looking at the foam stuck on his lips that he promptly removes with a hasty gesture.

So her name is Wavesilver - at least on the parchment. Why, by the Morndinsamman, is an infant here ? And for some reason she isn't frightened by the birdfolk.

He gazes at the crowd, and now he is drinking bigger volumes.

This ragtag lot somehow doesn't look any better.
OOC:
History check to see if Neraduin has any knowledge about Catriona's family.

Rolls

History - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Dec 5, 2016 7:49 pm
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Dec 6, 2016 1:38 am
OOC:
As it's been 48 hours with nothing from Ada, DM Handwavy Magic says she jumps out of her seat after having fallen asleep at the longwinded babbling of the Baron. In a fluster, she rushes up to the tablet, tripping over her own feet. After righting herself, red in the face, she signs her name hurriedly and accepts her satchel with much chagrin. For those that didn't look yet, your satchels contain 68 gold worth of assorted coins.
Now then! We've all signed, even Sleepy the Dwarven Lady there. The purse is just a small show of thanks to those of you that would indulge a long-forgotten adventurer like me! I hope it goes a bit towards your success here. No, it isn't taken out of your salary, before you even ask. he says with a chuckle, holding up a hand to forestall the expected question.

Now then, as to rumor gathering. What I've been told so far is that there is a village to the east of us, between the Crags and the Sword Mountains. It's right on the edge of the wood there. There's a man, some would call him a coot, but he's been muttering enough things that caught the ear of one of my - ahem - reporters to give me pause. He's apparently heard a tale of a mad wizard that went crazy with the Spellplague. He supposedly found a cache of old artifacts and some kind of headgear was in it. This may only be the ravening of an old coot. But I cannot take that risk. Please venture to Willowfall, and find this old man. Chase down his clues. If you find something substantive, look for the symbol of an eye set in a pentagonal cage. The man you find there will be able to get word to me. As he looks around the room, he looks to the young man with a nod. The boy nips out of the room and returns a minute or two later with Meribeth.

Now then, as it is late and I have all this food and drink left, be merry and enjoy the material things. I've arranged for you all to bed here for the evening and trust that you will set out together at first light. While you could adventure off alone, I do not recommend it. If you wait til the morning, there will be transportation made available to you free of charge, as well as rations for the first part of your trip. Enjoy! With that, he rises from his perch and makes his way for the door.
Dec 6, 2016 2:16 am
Once the Baron leaves Krieger drains his mug once more and places it back on the table before taking a bite of a piece of meat. "Well then, we have our assignment, is there anything else we need to establish?"
Dec 6, 2016 2:30 am
Rolen stands as the Yahvitz leaves the room, and makes his way to the loan chair he way standing at "I suppose seeing as traveling together is beneficial, names would be a good start. Rolen Liadon," he says with a slight bow, unsure if this is worth his time "I'm looking forward to see what this lot accomplishes." Doing another final bow, he gestures to where he is standing in hopes others introduce themselves, and returns to his seat.
Dec 6, 2016 2:38 am
From where she perches, the brown-feathered aarakocra opens her beak and gives a series of chirps and whistles. Finally, a word in Common, "Baraq."
Dec 6, 2016 2:47 am
"Xavena" I say in Draconic, to no one in particular.
Dec 6, 2016 8:18 am
Pleasure everyone My name is Ada Server of ****. It is a pleasure to meet you all. Raising her hand to her chest over here heart she bows then bows again at Catriona with a smile.
OOC:
Sorry for not posting I got married over the weekend! Also I need a God to serve hence the asterisks.
Dec 6, 2016 2:04 pm
I'll give it until about 15:00 ET (6 hours from this posting). If the RP is running actively still, so be it. Otherwise, DM Handwavy Magic will occur to bring us to the morning caravan.
Dec 6, 2016 3:06 pm
"Catriona, as you already know." Catriona unconsciously fidgets with her signet brooch, trying to decide where she should continue wearing it or put it away.

Rolls

Put it away? 1=Y, 2=N - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Dec 6, 2016 4:27 pm
Aera stands up after counting the coins, "Aera."
Dec 6, 2016 6:48 pm
"Name's Krieger Steelshaper, and as you may have gathered, I've worked with the Baron before. He can be… 'eccentric,' to say the least, but what's important here is that he pays quite well."
Dec 6, 2016 8:32 pm
"I am Orseas, servant of light." the elf says to the room, seemingly just now paying attention to the happenings of the group.
Dec 7, 2016 2:18 am
Wavy wavy wavy

The remainder of the night passed without much incident. You had some more of the free alcohol and food and eventually, one by one, you retired to your lodgings. You were provided comfortable rooms, with locks on the doors. As the sun began to crack the ebon sky, those of you that weren't already awake found yourself rising to knocking on your doors. As you came down into the main body of the tavern, you find it devoid of all personnel, save for Meribeth. The only other person there is a gargantuan man, his head nearly brushing the ceiling of the room. Like the baron before him, his massive frame is wrapped tightly in purple silk. A noted difference, however, is the handle of a claymore sticking over one shoulder and a pair of large axes hanging from his waist.

I am Thruun Twice-Orphaned. The Baron has asked that I see you on your journey this morning. When you are all ready, the carts out front will depart.

The simple meal of cold meats, bread, and dried fruit was hours ago. The last half day had been consumed with a mindless trudge along an almost non-existent trail. The sun is high above you. You are in possession now of two massive carts with seating aplenty for all of you, so long as one of you drives each cart. Thruun peeled off from the pack some time earlier this morning. Your group is alone, and you are in the midst of the Faerunian wilderness.
OOC:
Fast forward go!
Dec 7, 2016 2:33 am
Baraq forgoes the luxury of the cart to stretch her wings, taking to the air and coasting along the thermals. This vantage also allows her to see into the distance, though her direction is guided by the party below.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(5) + 5 = 10

Dec 7, 2016 2:52 am
Aera spends much of his time flying up in the air, very happy to be out of the confining city.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(19) + 4 = 23

Dec 7, 2016 2:57 am
Krieger sits in the back of a cart, no longer wearing the fine clothes he had on the night before, now clad in a suit of chain mail with a shield strapped to his back and a small hammer hanging from his belt.
Dec 7, 2016 3:04 am
Catriona spends as much time as she can next to the drivers, the better to see the surrounding landscape, watch the horses*, and stare in wonder at Baraq & Area soaring above.

When she has an opportunity she tries to engage Krieger in conversation about the Baron "What's he like? What sort of jobs did you take in for him, if you don't mind my asking?"
OOC:
I'm assuming horse-drawn carts. Let me know if it's ox or some other animal.
Dec 7, 2016 3:16 am
OOC:
Definitely horses.

Rolls

rng - (1d20)

(14) = 14

Dec 7, 2016 3:19 am
The soaring Aarakocra see nothing but warm, crystal blue skies. Not even a cloud to mar it.
Dec 7, 2016 4:01 am
Rolen takes the cart opposite of Orseas.
OOC:
Am I a jerk? Guess not.
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Rolls

Even=Y, Odd=N - (1d20)

(1) = 1

Dec 7, 2016 8:52 am
At some point, Orseas listens in on those who sit in the cart with him, being Krieger and Catriona, to hear what Krieger has to say in response to Catriona's question.
Dec 7, 2016 12:56 pm
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Dec 7, 2016 12:57 pm
I sit near the front of the cart by Catriola so I can eavesdrop on the conversation.
Dec 7, 2016 4:53 pm
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Dec 7, 2016 6:06 pm
Thruun Twice-Orphaned was a tall man with tall weapons, but Neraduin had already experienced quite some stress the night before. Between the unusual group, the extravagant baron and the scary aarakocra his trance had been perhaps a tad too short, but Neraduin was used to being awake for long hours. He had quite the energy, but the bags under his eyes were still as deep as yesterday.
He would sit and look at their two flying sentinels with wariness.

Unnerving eh ? he suddenly blurts out to Rolen.
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Dec 7, 2016 10:09 pm
"Well, I didn't so much work for him as I stayed for a time as a representative of my order on a tour around the region, but he isn't… let's go with 'traditional,' when it comes to running things. Might be why he's lasted so much longer than the last two." Krieger pulls out a flask and takes a drink. "I didn't have many official duties in his court, but he did persuade me to join a few 'expeditions' that he organized. Not unlike what we're doing now, really."
Dec 7, 2016 10:24 pm
Rolen looks up from his book he's reading to Neraduin "Not anymore unnerving than your sleep deprivation, friend." he shuts his book "Tell me, what worries are on your mind."
Dec 8, 2016 9:56 am
Worried ?

Neraduin looks at the two aarakocra, and then at their band of travellers.

Well, why in the world would the baron hire so many different people ? I don't trust him for a minute. His "contract" is a joke. He has a parchment with a list of names - when they are readable. A man of his rank should do these things properly. Do you even understand the implications this can have in front of the law ? As far as I know, there is no contract. We need clear and official clauses agreed by both parties. When we get back, he's gonna hear from me again, oh yes he will.

The wood elf seems intent on continuing his rant for a while longer. He starts brushing an imaginary beard with his fingers.

This is going to be a logistical nightmare... I'll also have to consider doing a report to bring back evidence of our work. Well, you're lucky you have me. The Stonequill's signature has weight, I'm telling you. He will have to pay us, and to be honest I think his payment etiquette is out of touch. We don't know anything specific about the additional payments. I'll have to tighten our conditions if we ever want the chance to be treated fairly. These are not good working conditions, Rolen. I'll need parchment when we get to Willowfall.

He puts his hands behind his head and starts thinking deeply, gazing at the sky.
Dec 8, 2016 10:14 am
"He gave us gold and the promise of gold for a couple of secrets, to be honest, I don't care who he hired as long as they're capable." Rolen removes a sheet of parchment, a ink pen and bottle from his backpack and holds it out to Neraduin "Why wait?" he asks with a smile.
OOC:
Did I zone out for most of that? But do I care?
Last edited December 8, 2016 10:24 am

Rolls

Even=Y, Odd=N - (1d20)

(13) = 13

Even=Y, Odd=N - (1d20)

(15) = 15

Dec 8, 2016 11:22 am
Neraduin looks up to Rolen and at the items he produced several times, before smiling with glee at his comrade.

I... I haven't used paper in a while. Thank you, Rolen ! You're doing us a great service.

Neraduin would grab the items and start focusing intently on his task, scribbling quickly in an elegant yet very small handwriting.

So... uh, the other elf, Orseas was it ? He doesn't seem to like you very much... To be honest not everyone here looks... approachable ? he spares a quick look at the winged humanoids before writing another few words on the parchment.

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Dec 8, 2016 1:40 pm
OOC:
Rolls for the parchment.

Rolls

Artisan's Tools (DEX + proficiency) - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Contents of the parchment (advantage) - (1d20+5)

(9) + 5 = 14

Contents of the parchment - (1d20+5)

(9) + 5 = 14

Dec 8, 2016 2:15 pm
You manage to scrawl a passable contract document onto the parchment. All the standard boilerplate content is there, and a layman could identify the whens and how muches on the sheet. However, the jostling of the cart over the terrain has your normally steady quill skipping over the parchment. It is far from your best work. In fact, it is far from the work you produced as a pure novice.

As the carts roll on for another hour or so, your conversations rise and fall, people observe and perhaps sleep (for those not accustomed to such early rising), you notice the wind begins to pick up, quite strongly, in fact.

Baraq and Aera, please make a DEX or STR save, your choice.

Rolls

RNG - (1d20)

(18) = 18

Dec 8, 2016 2:41 pm
OOC:
Dex save!
As the winds pick up, Aera does his best to not be knocked around.

Rolls

Dex save - (1d20+7)

(14) + 7 = 21

Dec 8, 2016 4:47 pm
Baraq tries to head into the wind, streamlining her wings to try and ride out the gust.

Rolls

STR Save - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Dec 8, 2016 9:41 pm
As the winds howl and rage, Aera performs marvelous aeronautical maneuvers, remaining aloft in the face of the extreme winds. Unfortunately, Baraq did not appear to get into the flow nearly as well. It's clear the other Aarakocra is struggling against the winds. While she doesn't plummet, she also kind of stalls out a bit, no longer making forward progress against the storms.

@Baraq, you feel the bindings holding your weapons to you start to loosen. Not enough to fall out....yet.

Rolls

1 Positive, 1 Blank, 2 Negative - Total: -1

Dec 8, 2016 10:26 pm
Baraq descends to get out of the gusts, looking to land on one of the carts in order to settle both herself and her equipment.
Dec 9, 2016 2:46 am
The carts bumble along as the sun starts to sink in the sky. Over the few hours you've been riding since the winds whipped up, they've since died down. Only to be replaced by a driving rain. The clouds formed in the sky as quickly as the fog appears on the mirror when you breathe. Then the drops started. Fat and spaced at first. Slowly it grew into a sheeting rain, making visibility very difficult. Some thunder sounds in the distance as lightning begins to crack across the sky.

Before the clouds darked your sight, you noticed you were about 500 yards off the perimeter of the Neverwinter Wood, keeping the trees on your left.

Perception checks from everyone please.

Rolls

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Dec 9, 2016 2:49 am
OOC:
...

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(6) + 5 = 11

Dec 9, 2016 2:50 am
As the storm rolls in, Aera is smart enough to take to the ground.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(1) + 4 = 5

Dec 9, 2016 2:53 am
I peer outside of the cart, watching the skies and the horizon. I know a bad storm when I see one.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(10) + 4 = 14

Dec 9, 2016 2:59 am
Krieger is reminded of one of the reasons he's not been to the surface in a while.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(16) + 4 = 20

Dec 9, 2016 3:16 am
Baraq fusses with her harness, perched on the side of the wagon.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Dec 9, 2016 3:23 am
Catriona delights in the downpour, giggling, catching the rain in her hands and her upturned mouth. She would often do this in her garden at home despite repeated scoldings.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Dec 9, 2016 5:11 am
Ada while in the cart will just be staring blankly towards catriona

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+1)

(18) + 1 = 19

Dec 9, 2016 9:57 am
As it rains, the elf mutters a curse. His parchment looks awful, and the droplets of water won't arrange anything.
He pockets the paper and gives Rolen his quill and ink back, before realizing Baraq has descended.

Weather's awful now. he snorts.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Dec 9, 2016 10:50 am
Orseas complains bitterly, muttering under his breath and trying to find any blanket or cloak to get himself under.
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Dec 9, 2016 1:35 pm
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Combat Begins! Can Act (Surprise Round):
Ada, Catriona, Krieger, Neraduin

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Dec 9, 2016 2:13 pm
Krieger jumps out of the cart, shield in one hand. He does not reach for his mace, but draws an ornately-decorated scepter from his bag. His armor seems to glow with veins of orange magical energy.
OOC:
Casting Shield of Faith with my bonus action and holding my action until I see what's going on.
Dec 9, 2016 2:16 pm
The sky sure is beautiful. I'm tempted to step out and stand under it. There is no better way to bathe than naked under a cloudy sky with brisk raindrops on the hide.
Dec 9, 2016 4:14 pm
Baraq preens, beak under her wing as she arranges her feathers and picks out any bugs.
Dec 9, 2016 4:35 pm
Catriona swivels in her seat and peers nervously into the forest. Did you hear that? She reaches for the quarterstaff she stole from behind the guardhouse at home when she ran away, and holds it nervously in front of her. But having never been given weapons training of any kind it feels awkward in her hands. She tosses the staff into the cart and unstraps a small wooden shield instead. This feels a little better, she thinks as she holds the shield close. Whispered words in the ancient druidic tongue come unbidden to her lips, and the little shield begins to grow curved, reddish thorns.
OOC:
Casting Shillelagh. The shield is now a magical "weapon".
Dec 9, 2016 4:37 pm
Ada follows Krieger and stands next to him hand on her Javelin and one on the war pick Something is near

Ada will hold her action to throw a Javelin if anything comes at us
Dec 9, 2016 4:47 pm
OOC:
For a frame of reference, those that heard sounds, they are coming from the pink arc area. The trees here are much closer than they were before, probably 50' or so away. The carts are on the brown dirt path and the red arrow shows the vague direction you were heading. This map is not super to scale and won't be used for precise movement in combat. More to give you a scene to work with.
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Dec 9, 2016 5:27 pm
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Dec 9, 2016 7:50 pm
There's something in the trees...

Neraduin stands up and starts shaking his hands, as if he were trying to get his blood to reach his fingers. Then he flicks his wrists towards the Neverwinter woods. The air seems to shimmer and fill with static as four glowing wisps of blue electric light start to appear in front of the elf's extended hands. They start spreading towards the wood, trying to shine a weak light on what could be lurking behind the foliage.
OOC:
Casting Dancing Lights, creating four orbs of blue light all parallel to the tree line.
Dec 9, 2016 9:51 pm
Four of your troupe have heard a disturbance in the dense Neverwinter Wood to the slight north of your carts. Krieger leaps from his seat, going on point with a magically enhanced self as Ada joins him, seeking through the rain for what may lurk beyond the sheets of water causing the current deluge. Catriona readies a spiky shield of smashing doom. Neraduin flings balls of magical light into the aqueous sky, highlighting the glinting canines and bristling fur of two VERY large, very hungry looking wolves. Their bodies are easily 8 or 9 feet long and their mouths ready to devour. Seeing the glowing light of Krieger's magic, they both leap, gnashing at their illuminated enemy. Through deft use of shield and movement Krieger avoids both snarling beasts.

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Aera draws his bow in one quick movement, sighting in on a wolf attacking Krieger, and releases an arrow, moving (if necessary) to make it a clear shot.
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Rolls

Attack + Sneak Attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (7) + 7 = 14

1d6+5 : (3) + 5 = 8

1d6 : (6) = 6

Dec 9, 2016 10:10 pm
Hearing all the call outs, Rolen draws his crossbow and fires off a bolt.

Rolls

Attack,Damage - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (16) + 7 = 23

1d8+5 : (7) + 5 = 12

Dec 9, 2016 10:15 pm
I point at the nearest wolf creature, and it is hit with noxious fumes.
OOC:
If they're too far away, I will hold until they are within range.
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Rolls

Poison spray damage (if fails CON save) - (1d12)

(10) = 10

Dec 9, 2016 10:51 pm
Looking up from under her wing, Baraq screeches a challenge as she readies a shield and warhammer. She leaps from the cart, spreading her wings to propel her quickly forward and engage the large wolves. We'll see who's a top predator! she thinks, eager to taste blood even as her own boils in anger. Baraq brings her hammer around, a furious strike for the jaw.
OOC:
Rage, using Flight 50' to get into battle

Rolls

Warhammer vs Wolf - (1d20+5, 1d8+5)

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

1d8+5 : (3) + 5 = 8

Dec 9, 2016 11:12 pm
Krieger steps back as his allies attack the beasts, choosing to see how this plays out before acting.
OOC:
I'm readying my action for if the wolves attack again, assuming they survive.
Dec 10, 2016 3:14 am
Catriona's eyes go wide as she beholds the magnificent beasts. But they're a little hard to see in this rain. She breathes primal words of power and stretches out her hand, and the wolves are limned in flickering purple light.
OOC:
Casting Faerie Fire. DEX save DC 13 or attackers will have aadvantage..
Wait, don't hurt them! Catriona cries, Maybe they're just hungry! We can give them food...
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Dec 10, 2016 8:40 am
Ada will firmly jab the end of her Javelin in front of her so that the end points towards the wolves if the charge her
Dec 10, 2016 10:51 am
Neraduin looks at Catriona with disbelief.

I knew this was ridiculous.

Well, that food won't be me!

Neraduin looks at the wolf Baraq is not attacking and raises his hands once again. He makes motions as if he is trying to tear something hidden inside the air, until a sudden burst of green static in front of him appears. He points at the wolf and after a short stutter the green energy starts to accelerate towards it in a frantic manner. The blue wisps of Neraduin's previous spell start to react and shimmer and suddenly turn cyan.
OOC:
Casting Ray of Sickness. If hit, the wolf takes 2d8 poison damage and must make a CON save or be poisoned until the end of my next turn.

Rolls

Ray of Sickness - (1d20+5)

(8) + 5 = 13

Damage - (2d8)

(64) = 10

Dec 10, 2016 1:18 pm
Seeing the wolves charge, Aera draws his bow, sending an arrow deep into the shoulder of one of the beasts. Shortly after it lands, a bolt joins it from Rolen's crossbow. Xavena points at the wolf nearest to her and a puff of gas floats out, the wolf sneezes and begins a snorting fit as the poison burns its nose. Baraq streaks over, warhammer flying through the air square into the beast's jaw. There is a mighty crack as its teeth clack together. Shortly before she cries out, a flickering purple light streak out, blanketing a large cube of space. The wolf with the bolt and arrow sticking out of it is outlined with a pulsing purple outline. Just as that purple light settles around the wolf, Neraduin yells out and a green ray swirls out towards the other wolf. Its head hangs as it begins to sway a bit in place. Orseas pokes his head out from under a damp blanket and summons a sacred fire under the feet of the un-arrowed wolf. The wolf nimbly dodges out of the way.

The arrow pierced wolf is staggering in place, clearly bleeding heavily. The other wolf is bleeding as well, but less extensively than the first.
Combat Can Act: Ada
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Dec 10, 2016 5:57 pm
Seeing everyone attacking the wolves puts Ada somewhat uneasy They haven't done anything to us I don't want to hurt them but I don't want to look weak either... Ada reluctantly reaches for her war pick Ive only ever used this to mine rock never hurt another living creature Ada charges at the nearest Wolf and will swing here war pick with the intention to knock it out cold and not kill it.

Rolls

War Pick, Damage - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (15) + 3 = 18

1d8+1 : (5) + 1 = 6

Dec 10, 2016 6:03 pm
The wolf with the arrows in it slumps over, knocked out cold from Ada's swift hit.

The other wolf snarls and bites at Krieger once more.

Rolls

Attack @ Disadvantage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 2d3+3)

1d20+5 : (9) + 5 = 14

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

2d3+3 : (21) + 3 = 6

Dec 10, 2016 6:26 pm
I can't believe I just did that with misty eyes Ada now charges the other wolf
OOC:
huh that's odd same results...
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Rolls

War Pick, Damage - (1d20+3, 1d8+1)

1d20+3 : (15) + 3 = 18

1d8+1 : (5) + 1 = 6

Dec 10, 2016 6:31 pm
Baraq continues her assault, tucking her wings back and out of the way before she brings her hammer around at the other wolf.

Rolls

Warhammer vs Wolf, Damage - (1d20+5, 1d8+5)

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

1d8+5 : (5) + 5 = 10

Dec 10, 2016 7:21 pm
Catriona has tears streaming down her cheeks. No, no, no, please stop! Don't hurt her! I can talk to her...calm her down!

Please, wolf, my friends are just really scared. They don't really want to hurt you. I'm so sorry about your mate. PLEASE just run away!
OOC:
Is the remaining wolf the one lit up with Catriona's Faerie Fire? If so, everyone's attacks should have advantage.
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Rolls

Persuasion - (1d20+4)

(13) + 4 = 17

Dec 10, 2016 7:36 pm
Krieger pays little mind to the wolf snapping at him again, turning his attention to the first beast his allies felled.
OOC:
Is the first wolf dead or just unconscious? If the latter, I'm rolling to stabilize.

Rolls

Medicine - (1d20+2)

(8) + 2 = 10

Dec 10, 2016 7:50 pm
OOC:
The first wolf is unconscious, not dying, just not awake. No, the glowing wolf is the one that was shot and is now knocked out from Ada's non-lethal blow.
Dec 10, 2016 7:52 pm
Seeing the gnome tending to the felled wolf, Catriona hops off the cart to help him. As she does this she continues to plead with the other wolf.
OOC:
I hope I'm not trying to squeeze in too much into one round. No actual action in this post anyway, just a bit of RP. But if it's too much then please just ignore.
Dec 10, 2016 8:25 pm
Aera sends another arrow out, this time at the wolf that's still standing.

Rolls

Attack + Sneak Attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (18) + 7 = 25

1d6+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

1d6 : (6) = 6

Dec 10, 2016 8:53 pm
As Aera's arrow flies, coupled with the blows already struck, the second wolf falls over, its chest no longer heaving and its eyes still.

Combat Over. Free actions.

You have one dead and one unconscious wolf, though both are massive.
Dec 10, 2016 9:02 pm
Catriona shields the unconscious wolf from her companions with her body. Enough, please! They were just hungry, and probably scared, too! I know you were scared too, I don't blame you, but you didn't have to kill them! Please let me help him!
OOC:
EDIT: Crud.
Last edited December 10, 2016 9:03 pm

Rolls

Persuasion - (1d20+4)

(1) + 4 = 5

Dec 10, 2016 9:04 pm
Baraq temporarily ignores the half-orc child's pleas and perches upon the dead wolf's body. With quick strikes of her sharp beak, she plucks the eyes from the creature's head to swallow whole.
Dec 10, 2016 9:07 pm
"Move aside, young one, I do not wish to hit you. Would they defend us if it was one of our bodies in their place?" Rolen loads a bolt into his crossbow and points it at the wolf, which in turn, means it is pointing at Catriona.
OOC:
Letting fate decide.
Last edited December 10, 2016 9:11 pm

Rolls

Listen to the half-orc and let it live=E, Send an arrow=O - (1d20)

(1) = 1

Dec 10, 2016 9:18 pm
Krieger places himself between the elf and the half-orc. "Now, now, let's not start shooting at each other, this gets us nowhere."
Dec 10, 2016 9:24 pm
Catriona's attention isn't on Rolen, however. With a shriek she lunges at Baraq and bashes the aaracokra with her little shield.

Rolls

Thorny shield bash! - (1d20+6, 1d6+4)

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

1d6+4 : (4) + 4 = 8

Dec 10, 2016 9:27 pm
"Not all animals can be tamed. In nature, only the strongest are meant to survive. They left us no choice."
Dec 10, 2016 9:30 pm
With the half-orc lunging out of the way, Rolen releases the bolt towards the unconscious wolf.
OOC:
Advantage because Faerie Fire or unconsciousness.

Rolls

Hit, Hit Adv., Damage - (1d20+7, 1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (19) + 7 = 26

1d20+7 : (5) + 7 = 12

1d8+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

Dec 10, 2016 9:38 pm
Baraq matches Catriona's screech with one of her own, bloodied beak open wide to channel the call. She plants her shield to take the impact of the charge, then flares her wings out in challenge. Still under the throes of anger, Baraq hisses as she brings her head around to glare at the little child.

"Your eyes,"
she says, probably the first full sentence in Common spoken since the trip began, "would be delicious, if they weren't filled with stupid!"
Dec 10, 2016 9:42 pm
"That's quite enough!" Krieger taps the scepter on the ground and a wave of red-orange light bursts out from him in a wide area.
OOC:
Everyone makes a Wisdom save DC 15 or is charmed.
Dec 10, 2016 9:43 pm
Catriona flinches and retreats from the angered birdwoman. The child stammers, "I-I'm s-sorry...I just...I've never..." She looks down at the dead wolf and swallows her bile, as much in embarrassment as anything else. As Xavena speaks she looks up at the druid pleadingly. Then Krieger speaks a command, and Catriona subsides, obedient.
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Rolls

WIS save vs. charm - (1d20+5)

(9) + 5 = 14

Dec 10, 2016 9:44 pm
OOC:
...

Rolls

Fey ancestry - (1d20+5, 1d20+5)

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

1d20+5 : (6) + 5 = 11

Dec 10, 2016 9:49 pm
Baraq's rage seems to end almost as abruptly as it started.
OOC:
Is this Charm Person, or is it some other spell that affects more than one character?
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Rolls

WIS Save - (1d20+3)

(1) + 3 = 4

Dec 10, 2016 9:57 pm
OOC:
Wis Save

Rolls

Wis Save - (1d20+2)

(7) + 2 = 9

Dec 10, 2016 10:22 pm
OOC:
WIS Save

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WIS Save - (1d20+2)

(4) + 2 = 6

Dec 10, 2016 10:28 pm
Krieger tucks the scepter back into his bag. "Now. We're all going to calm down, and stop trying to kill one another over a couple of wild animals. Agreed?"

Rolls

Persuasion w/Advantage - (1d20+3, 1d20+3)

1d20+3 : (19) + 3 = 22

1d20+3 : (8) + 3 = 11

Dec 10, 2016 10:28 pm
Having wiped her misty eyes Ada approaches Catriona There there child all will be fine.
OOC:
doing the wisdom save but Ada was not part of this conflict

Rolls

Wisdom save - (1d20+3)

(11) + 3 = 14

Dec 10, 2016 10:29 pm
Orseas save (in case he doesn't have a chance to check in)

Rolls

Save @ Advantage - (1d20+3, 1d20+3)

1d20+3 : (15) + 3 = 18

1d20+3 : (9) + 3 = 12

Dec 10, 2016 10:33 pm
Baraq's rage dissipates as her leader commands everyone to stand down. She slips her warhammer into its loop on her harness and repositions her shield, hopping off the dead wolf and moving to the unconscious(?) one.
Dec 10, 2016 10:47 pm
"Bunch of children." Rolen sighs while putting his crossbow away "If any of you have half a brain for your own survival, you may join me. If you would rather play friends with starving wolves, who will eat you the second you run out of food to give them, have fun with your short lives." Rolen heads to a cart, preferably empty, takes the reigns and continues on the path.
Dec 10, 2016 10:53 pm
Catriona shoots Rolen's back a dark look. If I had a wolf friend I'd tell it to eat him!
Dec 10, 2016 10:54 pm
OOC:
I am surprised no one has attempted a check to see the status on the wolves re: starving
Dec 10, 2016 10:54 pm
Krieger rolls his eyes as he returns his shield to his back and heads back to the cart. Elves...
Dec 10, 2016 10:54 pm
The elf looks at the end of the fight with disbelief.

This is not good. I knew this could not work.

Fighting now is... ridiculous. he simply utters.

Neraduin feels quite strange, he would've liked to lash out at the others for their incompetence and brainlessness but he remains silent, and mounts one of the carts.
Last edited December 10, 2016 10:56 pm

Rolls

Wisdom saving throw (Rod of rulership) - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Wisdom saving throw (Rod of rulership) - advantage - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Dec 10, 2016 10:58 pm
Mimicking Krieger, Catriona straps her shield to her back, turns to follow the gnome, but hesitates...
Dec 10, 2016 11:10 pm
Ada would like to collect both wolves in attempt to use their pelts for fur meat for food and basically use the whole wolf so that it doesn't go to waste
Dec 10, 2016 11:15 pm
Baraq plucks out the eyes of the other wolf, and offers them to Aera with an inquisitive glance. She also sets about skinning the bodies for the fur.
Dec 10, 2016 11:17 pm
With a sigh Catriona finally turns away from the butchery and follows after Krieger.
Dec 10, 2016 11:22 pm
Krieger sits and offers Catriona a drink. "It was better them than us."
Dec 10, 2016 11:28 pm
Ada and Aera, please give me survival checks at advantage.
Dec 10, 2016 11:39 pm
Catriona accepts the offered drink and nods meekly. The world is far more cruel than she ever imagined. Once again she has shamed herself by losing her composure. She must show them she can pull her weight.
Dec 10, 2016 11:47 pm
I assist with the skinning of the pelts, mending any holes as needed.
Dec 11, 2016 12:12 am
lets see first you start by draining the blood by cutting the main veins then you begin with the feet

Rolls

Survival Advantage - (1d20+1, 1d20+1)

1d20+1 : (19) + 1 = 20

1d20+1 : (9) + 1 = 10

Dec 11, 2016 12:24 am
Ada easily strips the hide from one of the two dire wolves. As she begins to expertly butcher the creature, she cleanly slices off slabs of meat. In the end, she winds up with 40 pounds of meat, a pile of bones and viscera, and a fully intact wolf pelt.
Dec 11, 2016 12:56 am
Aera gladly takes the eyeball, offering a happy chirp in thanks , enjoying every moment of consuming it. He then sets to skinning the other wolf.

Rolls

Survival - (1d20+2, 1d20+2)

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

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

Dec 11, 2016 1:25 am
OOC:
Just for reference, Rolen isn't Kentucky Derby Racing the cart away but going at a steady pace so if people tried they could easily catch up to it.
Dec 11, 2016 2:01 am
Aera is not nearly as skilled in his dressing of the dire wolf. While he manages to get the hide off the beast, Xavena has a fair duty to get the hide repaired before it can be tanned. In terms of meat, you manage to salvage about 30 pounds of various cuts.

The sun is now finishing its trip below the horizon and dusk is starting to creep into the sky. The winds have stayed down, but the rain is still drumming down. Granted, the fall is weaker than it was before, but coming down pretty solidly nonetheless.

For both of you, the meat you now have will spoil in 24 hours if you don't decide to do something to cure and or preserve it. If you don't treat the hides somehow, they will also fester and spoil, but over the course of a week.

You can choose to push on through the night or you can look for a place where you can set up a camp for the night. There are ample tents in the carts, as well as firewood and a few cookpots. The kind baron was aware that your trip would take a few days to make and has seen to it that you at least have basic group accommodations. He did not provide any manner of bedrolls or blankets or firestarters or foodstuffs however. He trusts that experienced adventuring types such as yourselves would have taken care to pack items of that nature.
Dec 11, 2016 2:20 am
OOC:
If Rolen is aware of the tents, firewood, and cookpots or if he is accompanied by others, he will stop the cart.
Dec 11, 2016 3:03 am
Baraq takes to the air to scout for potential campsites, directing the party to the location if she sees one.
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Dec 11, 2016 1:00 pm
OOC:
You are certainly aware of them.
As Baraq soars over the landscape, fighting through now mild rains, she spies a likely area about 15 minutes ride further along their path, and then south. It looks to be an outcropping of rocks, standing almost 12 feet tall. There is a gully in the middle that looks like it could likely accommodate your entire retinue, so long as the carts stay out of the space.
Dec 12, 2016 6:18 pm
Baraq descends down to the lead cart and perches upon the side. "Shelter ahead, 15 minutes down the road. To the south, suitable campsite." She then starts to preen the feathers under one of her wings, sorting them in place.
Dec 12, 2016 6:27 pm
"Food and a campfire first. We should keep watch for any additional trouble." With that, I set out to find any friendly creatures with whom I can have a conversation.

Rolls

Investigation? - (1d20+1)

(2) + 1 = 3

Dec 12, 2016 6:29 pm
You find that in the cacophony that is the world, the only true conversationalist is yourself.
Dec 12, 2016 6:33 pm
"The wolves must have scared off our forest friends." I muse to no one in particular.
Dec 12, 2016 6:56 pm
OOC:
Do I see any forest animals from where I sit on the cart?

EDIT: I guess not.
Last edited December 12, 2016 6:57 pm

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Dec 12, 2016 7:07 pm
OOC:
Do I see any forest animals?

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(15) + 5 = 20

Dec 12, 2016 7:53 pm
Rolen, while atop your seat in the cart, as you roll towards the campsite that Baraq found some 15 minutes distant, you see no forest animals of any kind. Seems unusual....

Rolls

Forest Animals?

0 Positive, 2 Blank, 2 Negative - Total: -2

Dec 12, 2016 7:56 pm
Additionally, as you all continue on, a meteor streaks across the sky. Its tail burning brightly, it shoots to the east.
Dec 12, 2016 10:53 pm
Well that's a pretty sight. I've never seen one before Ada says out loud
Dec 12, 2016 11:02 pm
Aera stares at the shooting star in wonder before taking to the sky, feeling a sudden desire to feel the wind beneath his wings. He sticks the the group, just enjoying the feel of flight on their way to the indicated camp site.
Dec 13, 2016 1:14 am
Baraq preening her feathers practically right next to her makes Catriona nervous but she tries not to show it. Baraq? Um, I'm sorry I tried to hit you. It was stupid of me. I...it won't happen again.
Dec 13, 2016 1:21 am
"I've never seen fire in the sky like that. Strange." I stare at it a moment and wait to see if there are more.
Dec 13, 2016 1:31 am
Krieger is transfixed by the sight. Having spent so much of his life underground, he's never seen anything quite like this.
Dec 13, 2016 2:54 am
Baraq looks up at the little half-orc, and gives a series of chirps and clicks. Whatever that translates into is not given.
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Dec 13, 2016 3:18 am
Catriona doesn't understand Baraq's words but she tries to guess at their meaning. She hopes the birdwoman has forgiven her.
Last edited December 13, 2016 3:20 am

Rolls

Insight - (1d20+5)

(20) + 5 = 25

Dec 13, 2016 4:23 am
Baraq's expression is neutral, like she wants Catriona to be able to take care of herself, but her eyes would be the aarakocra's first claim should the half-orc fail to do so.
Dec 13, 2016 3:05 pm
As you all watch the sky (or the eyeballs of your compatriots), no additional funkery occurs as you navigate to the campsite.

Upon reaching the site, you begin setting up tents as the rain finally tapers off to nothingness.

Are you setting a watch, and if so, who's on it?
Dec 13, 2016 3:35 pm
OOC:
I'll take watch with Catriona, if possible.
Dec 13, 2016 3:40 pm
Baraq takes first watch. She starts by alighting upon a tall rock to gain a better vantage point to look around.
Dec 13, 2016 3:41 pm
I will attempt to forage for any firewood, water, and/or ingredients to turn the wolf meat into stew.

Rolls

Survival? - (1d20+4)

(2) + 4 = 6

Dec 13, 2016 3:52 pm
You manage to find water and firewood aplenty. Anything else evades your - astute - searching.
Dec 13, 2016 4:40 pm
Catriona has never participated in setting up camp before determinedly does her best to help. She is taken aback when Rolen asks to take watch with her, but she agrees.

Rolls

Survival - (1d20+3)

(18) + 3 = 21

Secret Roll

Dec 13, 2016 4:44 pm
Those of you that have been out in the world know how to set up camp. Some may look on Catriona with incredulity when this cultured family girl picks up a bundle of tent and stumbles a touch with it's unusual burden. However, as soon as she lays eyes upon the pieces, skill and understanding flow through her like a river through the wood. In no time, she manages to erect one of the 4 person tents and has a half-way decent fire built up.
Dec 13, 2016 5:46 pm
"Well done, nestling," Aera says, chirping in admiration of her work as he goes about setting up his area.
OOC:
I'll be on the last watch
Dec 13, 2016 7:14 pm
Ada will search for some form of salt from any nearby rocks in order to dehydrate the meat
Dear Green Goddess please help me with my search for salt
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Ohh Green Goddess you have failed me
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Rolls

Investigation - (1d20+1)

(2) + 1 = 3

Dec 13, 2016 7:19 pm
Once he's done setting up, Aera will look for something to help him preserve the meat.
OOC:
Adding several rolls because I'm not sure what you may ask for

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

Investigation - (1d20+6)

(16) + 6 = 22

Survival - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

Dec 14, 2016 5:21 pm
Aera manages to find some salty deposits on a bit of rock near the top of the formation. All told you recover 3.5 lbs of salt.

Rolls

Salt? - (1d100, 1d10)

1d100 : (70) = 70

1d10 : (5) = 5

Dec 14, 2016 6:30 pm
Dramasailor says:
Aera manages to find some salty deposits on a bit of rock near the top of the formation. All told you recover 3.5 lbs of salt.
OOC:
And how much meat would that allow us to preserve?
Dec 14, 2016 6:45 pm
OOC:
Call it, all told, about 50 lbs of raw meat assuming you do a mix of smoking and salting it. Doing this will result in you having something like 20-25 lbs of wolf jerky.
Dec 14, 2016 6:55 pm
With the salt found Ada will now begin to smoke and salt in order to dehydrate the 40 lbs of meat that she has in the wagon.
Dec 14, 2016 6:59 pm
Aera will assist Ada in the task of preparing the meat.
Dec 14, 2016 7:03 pm
I will continue to stoke the fire. Preparing food is one task we can all work on together as our goal of survival is the same.
Dec 15, 2016 6:25 pm
Baraq maintains her watch, pausing only to partake in the evening meal.
Dec 16, 2016 2:10 am
As your watch cycles stretch on, nothing of interest happens. The sole meteor turns out to be the highlight of the evenings entertainments as members of your party awaken and return to slumber, each in turn, to watch for hostiles. As the sun rises in the morning, whoever is on final watch sees the morning fog clinging close to the ground begin to steam off. The skies are once again clear and the air is unseasonably warm, comfortable for sleeveless garb for even the coldest person.

Alas, one of your number decided to abandon the quest in the middle of the night, seeking their fame and fortune elsewhere! Orseas bed is empty and his pack is missing.

If you are all ready, you can get underway and (barring any interruptions) will reach to the village a little past midday.

Rolls

Secret Roll

Dec 16, 2016 2:21 am
I quickly go through my personal belongings and take a thorough inventory, making sure Orseas has not taken any of my things with him. For all we know he was a thief just waiting for us to have our guards down so he could steal whatever he could get his hands on.
Dec 16, 2016 2:32 am
During their shared watch Catriona was a bit nervous about why Rolen asked to be paired with her but the haughty elf never spoke a word to her until their watch ended.

In the morning Catriona rises to find Orseas missing and only Xavena stirring. Did...did the dragonborn or some forest creature eat him, maybe?
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Rolls

Any forest animals this morning? - (1d20+5)

(8) + 5 = 13

Dec 16, 2016 2:34 am
There are not the animals you would expect. Typically there would be birds chirruping and such. Today, there is no such sound.

Rolls

Animals?

1 Positive, 3 Blank, 2 Negative - Total: -1

Dec 16, 2016 2:40 am
OOC:
I did mean to have a small chat with Catriona, sadly, I dropped the ball on when the right time was I should've posted it and missed it. I guess we can chalk it up to Rolen gauging Catriona on whatever.
Dec 16, 2016 2:59 am
Krieger wakes up and starts to don his armor, the steel gaining a faint orange glow when it has been fully assembled.
Dec 16, 2016 3:00 am
Baraq stretches her wings, feathers rising up along her body to make her look fluffier than normal. Her talons dig into the earth as her plumage settles once again into the sleek form.
Dec 16, 2016 4:06 pm
Ada is quick to wake up early and in her sleepy morning walk she grabs her pick axe and begins to mine the closest rock without thinking that she is longer in the mines.
Dec 16, 2016 5:18 pm
I pack my bedroll and wait until most have roused. "We should continue. The journey is long."
Dec 16, 2016 5:54 pm
Baraq squawks in apparent agreement, strapping on her harness and equipment.
Dec 16, 2016 8:45 pm
When the rest are headed back to the cart, Rolen will pull Catriona aside so they're out of earshot of the rest.
Dec 16, 2016 11:36 pm
Wh-what is it? Catriona asks, her hackles up.
Dec 17, 2016 12:14 am
After some silence, Rolen speaks in a soft voice, though he doesn't look at the young half-orc "I don't think the lesson I tried to teach you was wrong, it was necessary." He lets out a sigh and meets eyes with her "However, it was wrong of me the way I went about it, I didn't need to kill it in front of you, that was unnecessary. I won't take offense if you think me a monster or heartless for what I did but hopefully the purpose of why I did it isn't lost to you. I can see your love for animals and I don't want you to lose that but this isn't a castle, where you are safe behind stone walls, you have to be careful with what you trust." Rolen places a hand on Catriona's shoulder "Don't lose your love but don't forget about your safety." he pats her shoulder and heads to a cart.
Dec 17, 2016 12:30 am
Catriona stands dumbfounded for a few moments letting Rolen's words sink in. He's right, she did think him a monster yesterday, him and Baraq. But the world does seem to be very different from what she thought it would be like: much more cruel and savage and sometimes ugly. And yet the beauty and freedom she craves is there too. And she can't let the ugliness get her down. Catriona takes a deep breath and skips after the elf to rejoin the others.
Dec 17, 2016 9:51 pm
Gear settled, Baraq takes to the sky, feeling the morning air slip across her wings.
Dec 18, 2016 12:13 am
You all trundle east and then slightly north, arriving finally in Willowfall as the sun reaches just past its zenith. It is a simple enough town, surrounded by a low set of wooden barricades, essentially just sharpened logs planted in the ground to discourage interlopers. There is a single dirt road leading into town with a plain guard shack standing by the road. A pair of men with chain shirts and halberds stand either side of the path. As you approach, they cross their weapons, preventing your further progress.

Halt ye, what purpose do you have to call on Willowfall? the man on the eastern side of the road (by the shack) calls out clearly when you get to about 30' from their position.
Dec 18, 2016 12:22 am
"We are a group of travelers; just passing through."
Dec 18, 2016 12:30 am
Rolen steps out of the cart and gets 15' closer to the guards, "Hopefully just passing through, we are looking for a man that is rumored to be here. Perhaps you can point us to him, we're looking for a crazy old man. Does anyone here fit the bill?"
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Dec 18, 2016 12:44 am
Crazy old man? You may be talking about Antonius Fecksmith. Codger is always yelling about some crackpot thing or the other. He's definitely here. Doesn't go anywhere else. Too much talk of demons or summat like that. Not sure what you're wantin' with old Fecky, but you're welcome to pay his tower a visit.... he trails off as he sees the pair of avian party members. Lost in his thoughts for the moment, his words stammer and he turns to point back toward the bulk of the town.

Go through to the well, take the north-western trail. His cottage is out in the third or fourth ring of huts. You'll know it when you see it.
Dec 18, 2016 12:51 am
Rolen nods to the guard with a smile, turns his head back to the carts and motions forward, signifying they are okayed for entry. Turning back to the guards, "I appreciate your help." Rolen digs into his belt pouch as he walks forward and gives the guard that talked two gold coins as he walks past him.
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Dec 19, 2016 3:46 am
Thank you sir! He says, sweeping into a small bow as you proceed through the gate.
Dec 19, 2016 4:48 am
Rolen enters the town, stopping to wait for the rest to catch up and to look and see if the well is anywhere to be seen.
Dec 19, 2016 5:23 am
Baraq sails the wind, watching the party progress. She follows the carts when they move down the path, uncaring if the townsfolk notice.
Dec 19, 2016 12:41 pm
Neraduin didn't talk much during the evening and the night that followed. He was very much pondering if he should leave this group of uncivilized adventurers. The individual named Orseas probably thought the same as well.

However, the events at the wolf fight had not been mentioned aloud this morning, and after a few hours of rest, the scribe had still dark stripes under his eyes but had decided to stay.

Well, I have a hunch this is not the last crazy person we'll have to deal with. he mutters dripping with sarcasm as the guard offers them indications.
Dec 19, 2016 3:49 pm
Map (rough, hooray paint) of Willowfall. Now that you are closer to the town, you can see that there are multiple roads in and out of the city, one on each side of the roughly rectangular town. You are approaching from the southern entrance. As you ride down the hard-packed dirt, you see fields to the west and a church with an expansive cemetery to the east. Before too long, you see the well in the middle of the town square. To the northeast, you see a large stone building with a single wooden sign stating "Administrative Hall". Behind that edifice there is a bustling market and you see several stalls erected with offshoot roads leading into the fray. To the northwest you see low rings of simple housing. A few taller buildings, likely stables judging by the paddocks near to them, mar the otherwise squat skyline. The land slopes up as you go further to the northwest, enabling all the huts to look down onto the well area. There are narrow paths between the buildings, only wide enough to fit your cart with nothing on the sides.

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Dec 19, 2016 4:29 pm
From her aerial view, Baraq scans the town, idly picking out places and people of interest.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Dec 19, 2016 10:19 pm
Baraq, as you sail over the town, you see no small number of townsfolk milling around looking up at you in awe. As you make your rounds, everything looks to be in order as you would expect in a village of this size (no more than 500 people). The market is giving off a pleasing odor, something is roasting and is well seasoned. The homes, while squat, are somewhat large. There are two large stables with a few horses and some cows grazing in the northwest. You spot what must be the old man's place. In the third rectangle out from the center (across from the innermost grazing area in the northwest), near to the fortified wall is a shack different from those around it. This one has stones piled up barricading off portions of his property. There is a ramshackle tower affixed to the house. Also, there's a man out in front screaming at nothing in particular.
Dec 19, 2016 10:33 pm
Having a destination in mind, Aera will take to the sky with Baraq to point her to the proper location.
Dec 19, 2016 10:43 pm
Baraq looks where indicated and correlates the screaming man with their eventual destination. Having no desire to trade words with a madman, the aarakocra screeches a call to Aera indicating her displeasure. "Let the others talk to him," she says in Aarakocra, "lest he give me a reason to smash open his skull like a betel nut."
Dec 19, 2016 10:52 pm
"Antonius Fecksmith, is that you?" Rolen calls out approaching the man, as close as he can get to him.
Dec 19, 2016 11:09 pm
Aera is a bit taken aback by the vicious response, but he shrugs it off, following along with Baraq in her flight.
Dec 20, 2016 1:04 am
Catriona walks up beside Rolen, smiling at him encouragingly. She smooths her skirts out of habit. She still wears the fine clothes from home, though they are starting to look a little worse for wear. I need to get me some proper travel clothes.
Dec 20, 2016 2:33 am
Ignoring everyone, Ada wanders over to the stone piles and begins to wonder where they are from?
OOC:
Stonecunning +5 to History check

Rolls

History (Stone) - (1d20+5)

(15) + 5 = 20

Dec 20, 2016 3:11 am
As I walk, I loudly gnaw on the smoked, salted wolf meat.
Dec 20, 2016 3:46 am
The man, eyes wide with craze, turns to face Rolen.

Aye - Fecksmith - ahyup - that's me. Anto - Anton - Antonius Fecksmith. That's my name. Who whispered these secrets to - to - to you? GIRL THERE! AWAY FROM MY DEFENSIVE PYLONS! He snaps at Ada, lasering his focus on the dwarf.

Ada, as he yells at you, you realize that the stones are simple field stones. Local, and common. However, you notice they form a clear pattern. They look like parapets and towers that you would see on a castle in miniature.

What do you all want? It's the thorns and birds and stones and crowns, neh?
Dec 20, 2016 3:58 am
"We've been hired to… obtain a particular object and were told you may be able to help us get on the correct track towards finding it. Something about a wizard and the Spellplague, if I recall."
OOC:
Insight: do his ramblings make any sense?

Rolls

Insight - (1d20+4)

(8) + 4 = 12

Dec 20, 2016 4:12 am
His ramblings seem outlandish, for sure. However, there is something about his attitude and manner of speaking. It's almost as if he is wanting to say more but is missing the words for some reason.
Dec 20, 2016 8:49 am
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Letting Krieger take the reigns on this.
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Dec 20, 2016 1:50 pm
Catriona nods in response to Rolen. Holding one's cards close is an important skill in diplomacy - one that Catriona has yet to learn.
Dec 20, 2016 2:11 pm
Wizards and Spellplagues. The Wax and the Flame. When one burns the other nary shall be, and the other makes the first obsolete! But if objects you seek and desires you manifest, old Fecksmith has the ticket. Come drink some cuppa and we'll chat about the merriness of the chase and the long lost treasures of the mind's greatest enemies! the old man babbles as he totters towards his shack.
Dec 20, 2016 3:41 pm
This must be some sick jest...

Neraduin turns to Rolen after smacking his lips and says :

I'm sorry to borrow your stuff so much, but if you could spare me your tools again, I could write down as much as makes sense coming from this "source" of ours. It could help us understand his gibberish, and the baron might require it. There is no such thing as trusting your memory when faced with a flood of words.
I will make sure you are reimbursed.
Dec 20, 2016 4:44 pm
Baraq observes the conversation from above, though she cannot hear what is being said. Given that it seems nothing is amiss, she continues to hover in the sky, using the thermals from the town to keep aloft.
Dec 20, 2016 5:04 pm
…huh. That was mostly coherent.

"Yes, I imagine we may have much to discuss." Krueger follows the odd man while trying to make sense of his words.
Dec 20, 2016 5:32 pm
Seeing the party follow the old man Ada shouts You guys go ahead in with out me. This pile of rubble is bothering me and in no way is a defense wall. Ada will begin to sort the rocks out and see if she can somehow managed to put pieces of stone together to resemble what they used to be.
Dec 20, 2016 6:41 pm
Rolen hands Neraduin the ink pen, ink, and a piece of parchment, giving him a curious look as he does and heads in after the old man.
Dec 20, 2016 6:59 pm
I follow Rolen in, then stand next to the door.
Dec 20, 2016 7:27 pm
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Dec 20, 2016 7:29 pm
Seeing the others head in, Aera lands on the ground and follows them in.
Dec 20, 2016 7:30 pm
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Dec 20, 2016 10:27 pm
Neraduin will follow, already ready to note down what Fecksmith had talked about.

Wax and flame... If this is his way of communicating, I'm going to empty the ink bottle...

He will spare a glance at Ada before entering the cottage and say, in a rather timid manner. :

Lady dwarf, I will check the stones as well when we're finished.
Dec 20, 2016 10:31 pm
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Dec 21, 2016 3:49 am
I also nod towards the strange man before heading out. I wonder how much we have earned with just this bit of information.
Dec 21, 2016 5:18 pm
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Dec 21, 2016 5:27 pm
Baraq observes the proceedings below, wondering if the time spent within the tower was productive.
Dec 23, 2016 6:09 am
Half the party emerges from the hut with Fecksmith, followed by the old man. As he comes out, you hear him continue on in his ranting.

The stars are listening for the calls of the wren and the lark! Fly to the thorns! Makers unite to tear down the buildings of the deconstructors!
Dec 23, 2016 6:20 am
Baraq continues her hover, circling the tower and wondering who the old man is. Ah well, she is certain she will find out eventually.
Dec 23, 2016 4:21 pm
Ada stops briefly for a moment to look at the party as she continues to arrange and stack rocks.
Dec 23, 2016 8:17 pm
Aera takes to the sky to join Baraq and tell her what they discovered from the man.

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Dec 23, 2016 8:33 pm
Baraq chirps her appreciation of the summary, then asks what the group intends to do now, or go.
Dec 23, 2016 8:42 pm
"No plan yet, I don't think. Probably decide later on at an inn here," Aera says, then lets out an amused chirp, "Seems the landlings will require rest before we move on."
Dec 25, 2016 7:15 am
"Food, yes," says Baraq, now aware of all the flight she's put in since the morning. From her vantage point, she tries to locate what passes for an inn.
Dec 25, 2016 12:40 pm
In the far northeast corner, right against the 'fortifications' is the Blinking Dragon. A two story building with a high peaked roof. The upper floor has balconies off what must be rooms. They appear to allow guests to get a view of the bustling marketplace. The trampled down patch of earth in front of the inn boasts a few crossbars where you could tie off horses and the like.
Dec 26, 2016 1:28 pm
Catriona had meant to join the others in Feck's hut to hear what the old man had to say but she had been distracted by a squirrel darting about the yard among some chickens. As the others emerge Catriona is on all fours trying to coax the squirrel out from under a hedge. She rises when she sees the others.
Dec 26, 2016 5:08 pm
As Catriona rises, the squirrel darts out from the hedge and up her back, perching on the young girl's shoulder, chittering away.
Dec 26, 2016 5:33 pm
Catriona fishes in her pack for a piece of bread and offers it to the little creature, murmuring, "There you go, my little friend!"

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Secret Roll

Dec 26, 2016 5:44 pm
The squirrel takes the offered bread and chews it quickly.

Rolls

Secret Roll

Dec 26, 2016 5:46 pm
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Dec 26, 2016 5:55 pm
"You're a cute little fellow, aren't you?" Catriona giggles, tickling the squirrel under the chin. "If I can't have a pet wolf, maybe I can keep you. Oh dear, I hope the birdfolk don't eat you!"
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Dec 26, 2016 9:52 pm
Aera comes in to land, then notices the squirrel on Cat's shoulder. He twitches his head quickly in its direction, then clicks his beak a couple of times, but otherwise ignores the rodent, "There's an inn not far away if you're ready to rest," he tells the others.
Dec 27, 2016 5:22 pm
Baraq descends, opting to land on the balcony of the inn. She perches on the railing to rest her wings.
Dec 28, 2016 2:14 am
Rolen smiles at Catriona's amusement in the little rodent "I like this choice of pet a lot more." as Aera walks up and eyes the squirrel, Rolen grabs Catriona's shoulder pulls her back slightly, stands partially in front of her, and closely watches Aera. Seeing him lose interest in it, he releases his grip on Catriona and nods to Aera "I appreciate your restraint, if you see the other one before I do, let her know this animal isn't for food."
Dec 28, 2016 5:58 am
Ada approaches the group So do you all like my work. She points back at the piles of rock she has managed to make into a decent looking wall much better than the rubble that used to be there.
Dec 28, 2016 6:24 am
Rolen earns a smile from Catriona, but so does Aera. How hard must it be for such a creature, no matter that the creature is a person and not a beast, to go against its wild nature! She strokes her new pet's tail. What shall I call you? Hmm..
Dec 28, 2016 10:26 pm
As you all make your way to the inn (aerially or otherwise), you see that the town seems to be moving somewhat regularly. Nothing untoward or anything of that nature. For those of you that choose to ENTER the inn, a stout dwarven lady greets you.

Welcome to tha' Blinkin' Dragon. Finest purveyors of inebriations and gastronomics extraordinaire! If you'll be bedding down, rooms are eight silver a night, though we do have a pair of suites for two gold and five silver a night. All stays come with two meals, but drinks are on you! Common room is pretty empty at the moment, if you're all together, keep the place tidy and we'll be ok. She says cheerfully, clearly a rehearsed speech. She looks eagerly around at the lot of you.
Dec 28, 2016 10:54 pm
Baraq lands on the porch as the party arrives, and enters with them into the Blinking Dragon.
Dec 28, 2016 11:27 pm
Seeing a dwarven lady brings joy to Ada's eyes as they light up. Ada rushes to the front takes a knee and grabs the maddens hand and kisses it many times. Pleasure to meet you my fair maiden, I am Ada Servant of Eldath Goddess of peace. Thank you for your offer however I am here to serve you my princess.
Dec 29, 2016 10:49 pm
Aera wanders into the tavern with the others, looking around curiously to see what the place is like compared to other taverns he's been in.
Dec 29, 2016 11:09 pm
The dwarven lady smiles at Ada.

Princess I am not, just a humble brewer's daughter. But you are the kindest lass I've ever had the pleasure of meeting. Please, rise up Ada Servant of Eldath. Please, head in and have a seat. Lunch vittles are always on the house here, though the drink isn't. We've roast deer, cold suckling pig, and fresh bread laid out today. There's also some roughage for those that like the leafy stuff. She casts her eyes on the pair of Aarakocra. Not quite sure your diets you two, but if you let me know, or Eggar, we can likely arrange whatever you'd like.
Dec 30, 2016 5:12 pm
Why every female is a princess and all should be taken care as such. If you would allow me I would love to protect you if you'd take me.
Dec 30, 2016 7:09 pm
"Deer. Pig. Fermented berries," Baraq lists, along with a few clicks indicating her interest.
Dec 30, 2016 7:21 pm
Rolen watches Ada's dwarven worship conversation with bewilderment.
Dec 30, 2016 7:29 pm
"Same for me," Aera says, agreeing with Baraq's choice of meal.
Jan 1, 2017 12:15 am
OOC:
Regular play resumes tomorrow sometime. However, in the meantime, happy new year and merry holidays. Enjoy this glad tiding of the season.
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Jan 1, 2017 12:22 am
OOC:
Oooh, goodies.

Rolls

1d20

(9) = 9

Jan 1, 2017 3:13 am
OOC:
Presents!

Rolls

1d20 - (1d20)

(15) = 15

Jan 1, 2017 3:54 am
OOC:
Stuff

Rolls

Roll - (1d20)

(17) = 17

Jan 1, 2017 4:31 am
OOC:
Yay!

Rolls

Surprise! - (1d20)

(15) = 15

Jan 1, 2017 4:53 am
OOC:
Happy New Year!

Rolls

Presents! - (1d20)

(12) = 12

Jan 1, 2017 11:21 am
OOC:
Happy New Year

Rolls

Redeeming Coupon - (1d20)

(11) = 11

Jan 1, 2017 10:45 pm
OOC:
New Year, New Item!

Rolls

New Item - (1d20)

(12) = 12

Jan 1, 2017 10:54 pm
Ah, well, that is, I certainly - uhm - I - I'm very flattered, but I - oh deer, pig, and fermented berries you say? I'll see what we have available! She stammers, her face a deep crimson. She makes her way back into the kitchen area for several minutes before she comes back out.

We do have some berries fermenting that we were going to use for a liqueur. I've sent someone out to retrieve some for you two. We have both deer and pig available. I have some of each roasting, and we have some fresh butchered that hasn't been seasoned or heated yet if you would prefer it raw. She says, blushing still at Ada's treatment.
Jan 2, 2017 8:32 pm
I'll take deer. My beautiful princess who I have yet to get your name.
Jan 2, 2017 8:47 pm
It's - that is - I'm called Ravaonna Onyxarm, daughter of Pethand Onyxarm, chief brewmaster of Willowfall, proprietor of the Blinking Dragon.
Jan 4, 2017 4:54 pm
"I will take lamb or boar. And ale."
Jan 4, 2017 5:02 pm
"Raw, if possible."
Jan 4, 2017 5:07 pm
"Raw? Why don't you find and kill it yourself? Fresher that way. Who knows how long they keep the carcasses."
Jan 4, 2017 5:22 pm
"Convenience," answers Baraq. "Free."
Jan 4, 2017 5:27 pm
"Pigeon pie with raspberries and truffles." Catriona says absently, her attention on her new pet, clearly forgetting she is not at the family manor. "Or a roast goose stuffed with figs. And I will take a small glass of sweet wine."
Jan 4, 2017 5:46 pm
"Free? Hmmm. Bring it all. I will eat my fill."
Jan 4, 2017 10:05 pm
Ah Ravaonna Onyxarm name worthy of worship, daughter of Pethand Onyxarm such a man to create such beauty, chief brewmaster of Willowfall maker of excellent Ale, proprietor of the Blinking Dragon the best establishment and the Fairest Maiden of Willowfall. Please bring me your favorite foods and anything you require me to do for you. I will bring the heavens to earth and travel through the many levels of the Inferno to complete what ever you desire. Ada goes from standing in here chair to kneeling before Ravaonna and kissing her hands multiple times.
Jan 5, 2017 3:03 am
Rava blushes furiously at the attentions from Ada. She pulls her hand furtively away and escapes to the kitchen, hollering orders out as she goes.

Over the next fifteen minutes, a veritable parade of food floods out of the kitchen. One giant platter of roast boar, still steaming hits the middle of the table. A second table is hauled out and lined with a heavy paper before a freshly killed but not butchered deer is dropped on the table by two stout dwarven men. A second platter of spiced venison and berries is placed on the main table. A halfling scampers in, carrying a pail of berries with the tart smell of fermentation about them, which is placed by the whole deer. Rava returns, her hands full of a plate of pie.

Excuse me, ma'am, we don't - ah - we don't exactly have pigeon pie, or truffles. But we do have a turkey pie with a tart berry sauce and potent cheese if that would suit? And I do have a bottle of elvish ice wine, if you'd like that. It's a sweet honey wine, and runs 12 gold a bottle.
Jan 5, 2017 3:46 am
I grab two plates of the roast boar and set it on the floor, ripping it apart with my claws and tearing into it with my teeth. Since joining this group I have never eaten better. Perhaps I have made a wise decision to pursue this strange task after all.
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Jan 5, 2017 4:00 am
Baraq tips over the chair so that it provides better stability, and perches upon it. Though the aarakocra is likely unaware of the relative privacy of this table, no doubt other patrons are thankful to be spared the barbarian's eating habits. Cooked meat is always edible, but Baraq prefers something with a little more blood, and she tears into the carcass with her beak, holding it down with her hands.
Jan 5, 2017 4:25 am
Catriona blinks at Rava, momentarily confused as to why payment would be discussed. Then she remembers where she is (or rather, isn't). With a sidelong glance at Xavena and Baraq's rather alarming table manners she is further jolted back to the present.

"Please, call me Cat. she says with sincere warmth. "Yes, that pie smells lovely, thank you!" She pauses, then adds, "Uhm, perhaps a small handful of nuts or grain for Chuck-Chuck?" indicating the squirrel.

She pays Rava for the elvish ice wine. "Would you pour for us?" she asks Rolen sweetly like a courtier at a banquet. In truth, she was never permitted wine at the manor (nor attendance at any banquets or balls).
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Jan 5, 2017 4:28 am
Rava smiles at Catriona's request. Yes of course - Cat. We have a whole bushel of nuts available behind the bar. Give me a moment, and Chuck-Chuck will be able to eat his fill. She runs off quickly, returning with a small tin dish filled with a heaping scoop of shell-coated nuts.
Jan 5, 2017 8:22 pm
That Catriona why is she taking my princess from me Sitting next to Baraq, Xavena, and Aera. She angrily rips a piece of meat and being to eat it angrily while tapping her War axe against the floor. Looking over at the three Can you believe her? Rav is supposed to be my princess. She slams her cup of Ale after chugging it.
Jan 5, 2017 8:25 pm
"I'm not familiar with your groundling customs," Aera chirps, "Why is this so bad? Do you intend on mating with the one called Rav?"
Jan 5, 2017 8:30 pm
Baraq pulls her beak from within the carcass, regarding Ada with inquisitive curiosity. She makes a few clicks, then says, "Did not hear statement to be believed," before returning her attention to the meal.
Jan 5, 2017 8:33 pm
While waiting for an answer to his question, Aera turns his attention to the raw meat, joining Baraq in her feast.
Jan 5, 2017 8:43 pm
She beautiful and lets not say mate with her but make her my partner for life. I need to be with someone in order to figure out how to Ada goes quiet and just begins to drink. Her eyes begin to swell as she hides her face behind a cup
Jan 5, 2017 8:46 pm
Baraq lifts her head out again. "Makes no sense," she states plainly, blood dripping from the tip of her beak. "Anyway, if it bothers you, gather shinies, color your feathers. Decorate your nest. Dance. If that doesn't work, try for another."
Jan 5, 2017 8:50 pm
Looking up at Baraq I've never tried that wiping tears from her face Ada beings to look around the room for such things
Jan 5, 2017 8:50 pm
Aera nods in agreement with Baraq's suggestion, How is that not obvious to her, I do not know, he thinks to himself.
Jan 5, 2017 8:56 pm
As Ada and the Aarakocra look about the room, the only real shinies that are able to be found are the few coins laying out along the bar in front of the few patrons that are there and a glass and stone mosaic along one wall depicting a dwarf with a hammer splitting a keg in two. It's far from a magnificent piece of work, but it certainly glints now that you've taken the time to observe the place a bit.

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Jan 5, 2017 11:27 pm
Krieger returns from wherever he disappeared to, his chain mail and shield replaced by a finely-crafted set of robes and takes a seat at the bar.
Jan 5, 2017 11:30 pm
I turn towards Krieger. "Who are you?"
Jan 5, 2017 11:47 pm
Krieger looks slightly insulted. "I've been with this group just as long as you have."
Jan 5, 2017 11:48 pm
Ada calmly walks over to the berries and take the whole thing then calmly leaves the room muttering Ill show her shiny and colorful
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She pays Rava for the elvish ice wine. "Would you pour for us?" she asks Rolen sweetly like a courtier at a banquet. In truth, she was never permitted wine at the manor (nor attendance at any banquets or balls).
Rolen stares down Catriona sternly for a few seconds before grabbing the wine bottle and pouring a half-glass for the young half-orc. "Enjoy...but know your limit." he gives a smile before walking off to find Rav.
Jan 6, 2017 1:19 am
I shrug. "If you say so." They all start to blend together after a while...
Jan 6, 2017 4:34 pm
Baraq pointedly ignores the deer viscera, focusing on the muscle. She pops a few of the fermented berries for flavor, and saves the deer eye for dessert.
Jan 8, 2017 1:32 am
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As you cavort the remainder of the afternoon away, the food stays fresh and the drinks refilled as demanded. Soon, the common room is flush with bodies, the townfolk obviously done with their day's toils and looking to either celebrate or forget that fact in vats of beer. The room is full of din, and it's hard to hear without raising your voices. The sun is just starting to set, you can see through the windows.
Jan 8, 2017 1:36 am
I fill my bag of holding with as much food as will last for the next few days.
Jan 8, 2017 4:44 am
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Did I find Rav? I had some questions for her.
Jan 8, 2017 4:48 am
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Sorry, yes. She's easy to find, frequently in the common room taking and filling orders.
Jan 8, 2017 4:54 am
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No worries.
"Excuse me, Miss Onyxarm," Rolen gently touches her shoulder to get her attention "if you are not busy I'd like to bother you with the rooming situation."
Jan 8, 2017 4:59 am
Oh, of course. Do you need to discuss it privately or is here by the bar fine?
Jan 8, 2017 5:10 am
"Privately would be preferable if it doesn't make a difference."

If she agrees to private: Rolen follows Rav as she leads him away from the crowd. "I feel much more comfortable without ears listening, thank you. What is the difference between the suites and the normal rooms?"
Jan 8, 2017 5:24 am
Of course. We can head to the office over here, if you'd like. Rava says, as she leads him to a small office around the end of the bar. Rolen and Rava disappear through the door of the office.

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"I'll find a spot to sleep outside." How anyone can be comfortable sleeping under a roof on these claustrophobic walls is beyond me.
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Jan 9, 2017 2:04 am
Catriona swirls the clear, elvish wine and sniffs it like she has seen the adults do it. She takes a sip: it smells and tastes of lemons, limes, tangerine and grapefruit, and reminds her of apricots and fresh cut grass. And goes straight to her head. By the time she finishes her half-glass the room is starting to spin. She starts giggling, and dips each nut in the wine before feeding them to Chuck-chuck.
Jan 9, 2017 2:26 am
Finished with her meal, Baraq rises from the table. The berries have given her a delicious buzz and she is feeling a bit more amiable to her surroundings. Since the group will be staying the night, the aarakocra places 8 silver as the agreed price for rooms.
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Jan 9, 2017 7:40 pm
Ada enters back into the building with berries wrapped around her neck and in her hair along with some feather. She has taken off her armor and is now in commoners clothes. She enters very happily but quickly her happiness turns to anger as she sees Rava and Rolen enter a room by them selves. Ada rushes over to Cat and gets really close to her and whispers in a threatening manner You better get that tree lover of yours out of that room. Rava is mine. she slams her fits on the table then grabs a pint and pours its contents down here throat.
Jan 10, 2017 2:31 am
As Ada pounds the glass down on to the table from her pint, a tiefling female stalks out from the back of the kitchen, a pair of horns curled down around her face and a set of what appears to be bat wings curving out from her back. As she opens her mouth to speak, razor sharp fangs accentuate a mouth most fine. She pulls a large club from behind the bar as she stalks into the room.

You there! Lay off the aggression or we'll be settling this outside. she scowls.

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Fickle Fate? - (1d20)

(8) = 8

Jan 10, 2017 2:48 am
Aera chirps in confusion at the loud speech and watches to see what happens.
Jan 10, 2017 3:05 am
Baraq's interest is clearly piqued at this display of strength and willpower. Who will break first?
Jan 10, 2017 5:00 am
Somewhat buzzed as she is by the strong elvish wine, Cat is befuddled by Ada's sudden outburst, and then the sudden appearance of the tiefling. She stands up, swaying slightly, and breaks into roaring laughter.
Jan 10, 2017 6:33 am
Dammit I'm going to settle this the Dwarven way I demand a drinking contest with the man! angered even more by Ada she turns around yells You would think someone of her status would handle her drink better. Her PET is passed out as well!
Jan 10, 2017 6:50 am
"Who're you calling drunk?" Cat yells. Waving her arm around she knocks the bottle of elvish wine over. Thankfully, it's stoppered. She puts it away next to the bottle of fine wine she stole from Wavesilver Manor and turns back to Ada. "I bet I could take you down. I bet my pet could take you down! Someone bring us ale!"
Jan 10, 2017 10:52 am
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Drama, go ahead and delete this post if you feel it doesn't fit the timeline.
Rolen steps out of the back room, walks over to the commotion, places his hand on Cat's shoulder and pulls her back "I think you've reached your limit, child, you should sit." he attempts to move her toward a seat as he looks towards the tiefling "Sorry for whatever trouble she caused, there won't be any more."
Jan 10, 2017 12:45 pm
She's not the immediate concern, though she's pushing her luck. This - she says, pointing a long finger towards Ada - excuse for a proper dwarf is the one starting things in the inn. She looks back at Ada and her mouth breaks into a wide grin. To be honest, it's been too long since I've settled someone down.

Casting a look back at Rolen, she continues Though it is good you are trying to calm her.
Jan 10, 2017 1:45 pm
Cat sits sullenly, clasping Chuck-Chuck to her chest, glaring at Ada.
Jan 10, 2017 3:55 pm
Baraq draws her warhammer and plunks it down onto the table with a heavy thud, making a show of leaving herself unarmed. She rises from her table, dried blood still on her beak, and her feathers flare out in challenge.

There is a short screech, her neck tensed in a predatory assessment of the tiefling. A series of clicks sound like a stone upon a hollow log, followed by, "You can always play with me, goat."
Jan 10, 2017 5:11 pm
I watch the events in the Tavern and relax, enjoying the show. I stand off to the side in case anyone gets tossed. I'll take any food or drink that is left forgotten...
Jan 10, 2017 5:30 pm
The tiefling turns to Baraq.

Perhaps on a pitched field, chicken. She says, with a smile. She turns her attention back to Ada to see what the dwarf does.
Jan 10, 2017 5:30 pm
The tiefling turns to Baraq.

Perhaps on a pitched field, chicken. She says, with a smile. She turns her attention back to Ada to see what the dwarf does.
Jan 10, 2017 9:08 pm
Glad you noticed I'm not a proper dwarf never have been and never will be. But I demand a Dwarven fight between me and that elf Ada yells as she points her war hammer at Rolen Say no and lose her to me or say yes and prove that you can stand and fight what you are fighting a claim for!
Jan 10, 2017 9:53 pm
You. Will. NOT. Fight in this establishment. The next step you take will have you, and your friends, kicked out. Period. The tiefling says, with a feral grin.

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Jan 10, 2017 10:05 pm
You fool a Dwarven fight in an bar is a contest of Will. I will drink that man under the A scared face comes over Adas face and looks around in search of something.
Jan 10, 2017 11:10 pm
As Ada makes her declaration regarding a Dwarven fight in a bar, a stout gray-haired dwarf with massive arms comes down from the second floor.

Nowhere, what seems to be the trouble? Someone deciding to test the mettle of the best damn bouncer we've had here? He looks around, wiping his scarred hands on the sides of his pants.
Jan 11, 2017 12:17 am
"There will be no mettle testing tonight. We are here to rest before traveling, if the dwarf has a problem with me she can deal with it tomorrow. Rolen says to Ada before turning to the other dwarf "Mr. Onyxarm, I presume, you have my apologies for the disturbance and if there are any more you can deal with them accordingly but I ask don't punish this group for the actions of one."
Jan 13, 2017 2:50 am
Oh, no punishment needed! Just a reality check that there will be no fightin' in my bar. Drinkin' and eatin'. And young dwarf, if you want to see the light of the new dawn, you'll keep a civil tongue in your rocky skull. Period. Onyxarm says with a smile. He grabs a tankard of ale that his bartender sat down on the bartop next to him. With a look at it, he downed the entirety of the glass.
Jan 13, 2017 3:23 am
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Jan 13, 2017 5:26 am
Baraq hisses quietly to herself. The lack of a good fracas inside this tavern speaks highly of how boring it must be here.
Jan 13, 2017 5:35 am
Rolen nods to Onyxarm "You have my thanks." he then turns back to the group and pulls a handful of keys from his pocket "If you desire a room, come take a key."
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Jan 13, 2017 5:54 am
Baraq does not take a key. Instead, she gathers up her belongings, eats one more fermented berry as a nightcap, and heads outside. She flits up to one of the second floor balconies to roost.
Jan 13, 2017 6:30 am
But I just want him to know that I mean business Ada goes from loud to quiet realizing that she has made a fool of herself. She walks up to Onyxarm and says in a disappointed voice Im sorry for an disturbance I may have caused I just wanted to impress her Ada removes the berries and feathers out of her hair gathers her things and leaves the bar silently i know where I'm not wanted Ada says to herself silently as she walks aimlessly through town
Jan 13, 2017 6:36 am
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Rolen would of wanted to stop Ada after seeing her like that. Up to you Snowy.
Jan 13, 2017 6:43 am
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You may stop her.
Jan 13, 2017 7:15 am
Seeing Ada slump off, Rolen places 6 keys onto the table, confusingly picks up one of the feathers she dropped, and looks to the group "Excuse me, if you will." He sprints after Ada, clutching her shoulder "Forgive me, I didn't mean to offend or douse your inner fire. You don't need to prove to me you mean business, but stating what business you have with me would be wise." kneeling down, he places a key in her hand "I think I've gathered what made you upset and I want you to know I have no interest in Rava." Rolen smiles and places the feather back in Ada's hair "Pray to your god she didn't see how you were acting if she did, apologize to her. Follow your heart but remember to use your brain." He stands back up, gives Ada a nod, and hopes to make it back to the group before any more problems arise with his 'wild caddle'.
Jan 13, 2017 9:03 am
Red i the face Ada says in a broken way while holding the tears back. I'm sorry I acted the way I did its just the last time I saw a man enter the room of a loved one. She never came back out the same. I was but a child who could barely make out what was happening. All I remember was being powerless since I could do noting about it. Seeing you go into that room alone with Rava brought back terrible memories of that night. And now that I'm older I wanted to do something about it but it seems that I have not grown enough. I am still a child and was still powerless to do anything Taking the feather from Rolen's hand she says Thank you but I think its best I stay away from that place for the night. I will be near by if you need me. Ada exits the establishment and looks for a near by place that has a tree or running water where she can sit and think or perhaps a pile of rocks she can put together.
Jan 13, 2017 2:09 pm
Disappointed in a lack of a show, I head out towards the closest approximation of a forest and find a comfortable spot to sleep by a tree.
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The rest of the evening passes relatively calmly for everyone.

You awaken the next morning as the sun begins to break across the horizon.
Jan 13, 2017 4:40 pm
Baraq stretches her wings, uncaring if anyone had occupied the room with the balcony that she made her roost. Talons digging loudly into the wood and stone, she proceeds to stretch her muscles and loudly gather her equipment.
Jan 13, 2017 6:54 pm
Cat wakes to Chuck-Chuck's chittering at her window. "Huh? Where are we, Chuck-Chuck? Who put me in this bed? Rolen, maybe? Or the innkeep?" Catriona crosses over to the washbasin and splashes cold water on her face. She clucks her tongue at the poor state of her dress. She'll need to ask Rava about finding some sensible clothes. But first, breakfast. Cat tidies up her hair as best as she can and heads down to the common room.
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Seeing more clearly now after the brisk face wash, Cat realizes she is in a room full of finery. She's got not only a wash basin, but a full room with a cask of hot water available. Is there a tub, she wonders. She looks mournfully down at the sorry state of her dressan clucks her tongue. Maybe there's even some clothes in here somewhere?
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Jan 13, 2017 9:13 pm
As you poke around your room, there is a tub available! Piled up on a chair is a fine silk robe, and a set of cotton nightclothes.
Jan 14, 2017 5:23 am
It's almost like being home! No maids to draw the bath though, but that can't be helped. Catriona prepares the bath herself and happily settles in.
Jan 14, 2017 9:13 am
What a strange dream that was might have been the angry from last night. Ada stretches and puts on her armor and grabs her equipment before heading back to the inn
Jan 14, 2017 11:51 pm
Rolen waits for the rest of his party to wake in the main tavern room reading his book, the unused keys laid out at the edge of the table.
Jan 15, 2017 12:04 am
Aera takes a room for the night, just to see what all the fuss is about. He awakens totally unsatisfied with the experience.
Jan 15, 2017 12:20 am
For the first hour or so after waking, Krieger can be found deep in meditation in his room, holding his scepter in front of him, in a circle formed of his armor, weapons, and a few tools he had in his bag. When the hour is up a series of crisscrossing orange veins adorn the mace, which he hooks into his belt before stowing the scepter and the rest of his possessions. He arrives in the tavern in fancy dress, taking a seat near Rolen. "Ah, Rolen. I take it your night was restful?"
Jan 15, 2017 1:03 am
Not bothering to mark his location in the book, Rolen closes it and looks up at Krieger with a smile "Surprisingly, for a tavern, yes it was quite restful. How was your stay?"
Jan 15, 2017 1:17 am
"Honestly I was expecting an assassin or spy of some sort interested in our quest preventing me from getting a full night's sleep. I was pleasantly wrong on that front."
Jan 15, 2017 1:56 am
"You have quite the imagination, friend, and I'm glad you were wrong as well." Rolen says with a curious grin.
Jan 15, 2017 2:42 am
You see neither hide, nor hair, of Onyxarm or Rava in the tavern. A chipper looking gnome is behind the bar, wiping down flagons and mugs.

Ahh, good morning! Meryvain Amberglass at your service! We've fresh cream and fruit or a glazed bread for breakfast, both part of your room fee. We do have some chilled stillcider and a fresh pressed berry juice available for three copper a glass. If you'll not be stayin' again, just toss your keys in the lockbox at the end of the bar if ya would kindly! He goes back to wiping things down before popping his head back up. Oh! I almost forgot! Thank ya for staying at the Blinkin' Drag'n, t'was our pleasure to serve!
Jan 15, 2017 3:27 am
"Oh, far from imagined, that actually happened once." Krieger turns to the gnome at the bar with a friendly grin and flips him a silver piece.
[ +- ] Gnomish
He returns his attention to Rolen. "I don't suppose Ada will be pleased to see that her little crush is off-duty this morning."
Jan 15, 2017 4:02 am
Meryvain smiles at the Gnomish address and responds in kind.
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The diminutive man jumps down off whatever he was standing on and presses on something under the bar. You hear a small click and a moment later, you see a segment of the floor slide up, as if on air, with several shelves suspended underneath. He pulls a dark brown bottle out and presses another section under the bar. The floor descends, clicking back in place.

Here y'are! Onyxarm's own Midnight Crisp. Slightly spicy, with a tart back kick. he says with a smile as he slides the bottle and a mug across the bar to Krieger. A moment later, a pile of coppers replaces the silver piece on the scarred wooden bartop.
Jan 15, 2017 4:54 am
Baraq tries the door to the balcony. If it is locked, she hops off for the ground floor, using her wings to slow her decent.
Jan 15, 2017 4:58 am
The door is locked. You find the main door to the tavern unlocked.
Jan 15, 2017 5:49 am
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He returns his attention to Rolen. "I don't suppose Ada will be pleased to see that her little crush is off-duty this morning."
With a notable change in tone "Yeah, now if you'll excuse me I have to return the keys." Rolen gathers the keys he has and returns them to the box then steps outside the bar.
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Jan 15, 2017 5:51 am
Baraq enters the main room, and after listening to the breakfast menu, selects cream and fruit to start the day.
Jan 15, 2017 5:53 am
Ada strolls into the inn and goes straight to the bar area A strong one please Turning around Ada says Everyone sleep well?
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Aera heads downstairs, contemplating how weird it was to sleep in a bed rather than under the stars. He grabs the first food he finds and eats it without even looking to see what it is.
Jan 17, 2017 8:08 am
So where are we heading today everybody. Ada says calmly with a smile
Jan 17, 2017 12:18 pm
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Jan 17, 2017 12:30 pm
Stepping out of the bath, Catriona dresses herself in the robe and pads down to the common room, yawning sleepily.
Jan 17, 2017 3:01 pm
I wait past dawn, until I'm sure most of the others are awake before heading back into the Tavern in search of food.
Jan 19, 2017 3:10 pm
After a relatively short amount of time, you find yourselves well-rested and milling about the Blinking Dragon's somewhat spacious common room. There is a light breeze and misting rain falling outside, but it is still relatively warm out.

Where do you all head?
Jan 19, 2017 3:47 pm
Baraq squawks, briefly bobbing her head. "Are we headed to the mountains?"
Jan 19, 2017 5:42 pm
Still dressed in the robe, Catriona speaks to Rava about acquiring a set of practical travelling clothes. "I had the most beautiful night's sleep and a glorious bath! Quite frankly I was surprised by the room, Rava. I wasn't expecting anything so luxurious." Cat says, cuddling Chuck-Chuck.
Jan 19, 2017 5:51 pm
"The mountains are between us and our destination, so that seems to be the plan."
Jan 19, 2017 6:31 pm
"Mountains sound good to me,"
Jan 19, 2017 6:42 pm
"Should we load the carts?"
Jan 19, 2017 6:48 pm
Rava smiles at Cat as the young girl cuddles her squirrel.

We're glad you enjoyed it, we're very proud of our suites. If you'd like, you're free to keep the robe. It's part of the room cost.
Jan 19, 2017 7:12 pm
"Uhm..I don't remember requesting a suite. No matter. It was very nice, thank you. I'll pay you after I get dressed. Speaking of which, where can I get some sturdy travel clothes?"
Jan 19, 2017 7:29 pm
"What?" asks Baraq. "We're not ready?"
Jan 19, 2017 7:32 pm
"Those of us ready should get started..." I've been awake all morning. This is taking too long.
Jan 19, 2017 9:19 pm
Make no mention of paying young miss, it's been settled already. If you want sturdy travel clothes, I'd recommend visiting Bartholomew's Travelwares and Finery. He's in the market district, which you all passed through coming to the Dragon. He'll set you up right. Tell him Rava sent ya, and he'll see to it you get a fair bit o' gear.
Jan 20, 2017 6:48 am
"Oh? Who paid for... never mind, I think my companions are getting impatient. I need to get ready to move. Thank you again for everything! " Catriona rushes upstairs and comes back in the same, now travel-worn dress she's been in since leaving home.Joining the others, she asks, " Before we go can I stop by the market real quick? Don't leave without me!" Without waiting for an answer she scurries off.
Jan 20, 2017 7:34 am
Making her best attempts to not look at Rava Ada says Lets at least head to the edge of town while Cat gets new clothing
Jan 20, 2017 7:49 am
Rolen, seeing Cat rush past him, will follow behind her.
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Jan 20, 2017 3:46 pm
Baraq hisses. "The best way for the fledgling to fly is to kick her out of the nest. If she is not prepared for the journey, let her suffer and learn better for next time. Assuming she survives." The aarakocra stalks after Rolen and Catriona, intent on following them.
Jan 22, 2017 2:25 pm
Catriona hurries along, trying to find Bartholomew's Travelwares and Finery, hoping the others don't decide to leave without her.
Jan 22, 2017 6:38 pm
Cat, you find it easily enough. He has a large placard outside his stall with a gown and riding crop on it. The door is propped open and the awnings unfurled.
Jan 22, 2017 6:44 pm
Krieger returns to his room for a few minutes to collect his things and don his armor.
Jan 22, 2017 6:52 pm
Cat ducks into the shop and has herself a look around.
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Jan 23, 2017 12:17 am
Cat opts for boyish clothes: a shirt, breeches and sturdy boots. And a plain, green cloak to replace the red one she left home in. She dresses in the travel clothes and pays for them and that should've been it, but the pretty dresses catch her eye and she can't help herself from admiring them and daydreaming. "What do you think, Chuck-Chuck? Maybe after I find this Crown of the Forest Queen or whatever I'll keep it for myself? I'll come back and show the stupid lords and ladies of Waterdeep who's boss! I could come back and make that bitch Sofia Adarbrent my chambermaid!"
Jan 23, 2017 1:35 am
Baraq strides into the shop, talons resounding loudly against the ground. "Are you done?" she squawks. "It is time to fly." Her head angles for another predatory assessment of the child. "Move."
Jan 23, 2017 2:36 am
Rolen steps in front of Cat, blocking Baraq's gaze of her "We do not have chains on our necks. If you feel like moving, you go but you do not have command over us. If she wants to shop, we will shop and it will not be rushed."
Jan 23, 2017 2:57 am
Baraq hisses, stepping up to Rolen until she is beak-to-nose with the elf. "You wish to coddle her during this time of urgency. Fine. Catch up if you manage to figure out which way your ass is facing." She snaps her beak and turns away, stalking out of the shop to return to the others.
Jan 23, 2017 6:23 am
To who ever is with Ada

I wonder whats taking so long the faster we get out of this place the better. I had the weirdest dream last night...
Jan 23, 2017 7:09 am
Rolen stares down Baraq, unflinching, smiling as she leaves. He walks to Cat's side, places a hand on her shoulder, and stares at the dresses for a few seconds "Which one is your favorite?"
Jan 23, 2017 7:38 am
"The green one with the purple slashes." Catriona breathes before she can stop herself. She bites her lip, embarrassed, fearing Rolen will laugh at her frivolity. Sure, he defended her from that beast Baraq just now, but he's probably just being nice. He couldn't possibly actually care about some stupid dresses. Even though they are pretty. "I'm sorry I've kept everyone waiting. I'm ready to go now."
Jan 23, 2017 8:35 am
"That is a very lovely dress, one befit for a queen." Rolen stares at the dress with a smile, removing his hand from Cat's shoulder when she mentions leaving. "You have no reason to be sorry, we are not on a deadline. If you wish to go though, I'll catch up, I wish to peruse a bit longer." Rolen crosses his arms behind his back and begins to wonder off into the rest of the store.
Jan 23, 2017 8:42 am
Suddenly curious about wha Rolen might find interesting here, Cat tries to pretend to keep looking at dresses but she's actually peeking to see what the elf is doing.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(15) + 5 = 20

Deception - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Jan 23, 2017 8:44 am
OOC:
Whew, High deception.
Edit: That should be insight, which is +3, so it is a tie. Does that mean, I would notice her peeking at me?
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Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(18) + 5 = 23

Jan 23, 2017 8:55 am
Rolen wanders around the shop, stopping at no location longer than the last, he doesn't seem interested in anything in particular but more of looking around.
[ +- ] If Rolen does notice Cat peeking.
Jan 23, 2017 10:27 am
OOC:
Yeah I don't know how ties are decided either but I'll RP it like you beat me.
Catriona moves up to Rolen, only a little embarrassed about being caught peeking. "What're you buying?" she looks past the elf at whatever he's holding or looking at. "I've never gone traveling before. Except the one time father took me on one of his ships. I wouldn't know the first thing about preparing for a journey." she confides.
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Jan 23, 2017 11:55 am
"I don't know yet, for now, I'm simply browsing." Rolen smiles as he places the stuffed bear he was holding back down "Naturally, it depends on the type of journey, you wouldn't take climbing supplies on a journey across the sea. You can safely buy food and water, no matter the journey." He stops and looks at a toy drawstring horse before moving on "Our destination leads us to the mountains, we know they are cold mountains, so warm clothes and the ability to create fire are our key needs." Stopping again at a table full of games "Another thing you can't go wrong with but not required like food and water, is something to pass the time" he picks up a pair of dice and smiles at Cat then rolls them.

Rolls

Play dice results - (2d6)

(12) = 3

Jan 23, 2017 12:05 pm
"Well I simply grabbed backpack from the guardhouse when I ran - I mean, when I left home. It's got rope and torches and stuff. No warm clothes though." Cat fingers her new green cloak. "I wonder if this'll keep me warm enough."

Cat picks up the dice and rolls. "Hmmm...two fives. Did I win? I don't know this game." Suddenly, Chuck-Chuck skitters down Cat's arm, grabs the dice and pops them into his mouth. "Chuck-Chuck, NO! Those are not nuts! Give them back this instant!" Catriona holds out her palm, and the squirrel spits the dice out sheepishly.
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Rolls

roll the dice - (2d6)

(55) = 10

Chuck-chuck's "roll" - (2d6)

(21) = 3

Jan 23, 2017 12:21 pm
"Looks like you win this time." Rolen smiles at Cat as he gathers 2 sets of dice placing them on the counter before moving back to the clothes "If you aren't sure if what you have is going to be warm enough, get more. I'd rather be warm and poor than dead and rich, gold can't save you from freezing; layers can."
Jan 23, 2017 12:33 pm
"Well, those dresses are pretty but I'm sure they won't do in the mountains. We won't be going to any balls in the wilderness, will we?" Catriona laughs, still standing by the game shelf. "Oooh, dragonchess!" she exclaims, her eyes lighting up as she admires an obsidian and ivory set with a sandalwood board. She handles one of the pieces lovingly. "Father taught me to play. We used to play a lot when he would visit me and we would have tea and cakes in my garden but then his wife found out and she got angry so he didn't come so often anymore."
Jan 23, 2017 1:58 pm
Aera waits in boredom, occasionally launching himself into the air and performing amazing feats of aerial acrobatics.
Jan 23, 2017 2:33 pm
OOC:
Sorry for the delay....as for ties, you guys played it out well enough. For the most part, unless two+ members of the group WANT me to adjudicate something like that, you guys are free to roll it up and play it out the way you'd like.
As Cat and Rolen continue looking through the wares at Bartholomew's, a rotund red-haired man staggers up to you.

Well! G'dday to you lord and lass! Welcome to Bartholomew's! The locals here call us Barty's sometimes, but no nevermind. What can I int'rest you in today? Fine dresses for a lovely lady and pristine gaming sets for the knowing sort. All very fair prices!
Jan 23, 2017 3:14 pm
"Dream?" Aera says after he lands again, "What was so strange about this dream?"
Jan 23, 2017 4:17 pm
Baraq returns to the others. "They are shopping," she says plainly. "Let us travel."

With that, she spreads her wings and launches herself into the sky.
Jan 23, 2017 4:36 pm
I wait outside by the carts, listening in on Ada's ravings.
Jan 23, 2017 11:44 pm
Rolen chuckles "No, I don't see them being of any use in the mountains." Seeing her excitement over dragonchess, he smiles "Dragonchess? I've never played before, you'll have to teach me some other time. I know it takes a good amount of concentration though so sadly it isn't a fitting game for our sort of travel."

Rolen turns towards the rotund man and bows "Thank you for your greetings. We are on our way to the mountains so sadly no dresses today. Do you have any warmer gear?"
Jan 23, 2017 11:58 pm
Well I saw a bunch of Dwarven women's back going into a large wooden door but that wasn't the strange part. The weird part is that I saw a blond elf with a crown on his head floating away on a large tower. That has to be one of the strangest dreams I have ever had. There must have been something in those drinks last night.
Jan 24, 2017 12:46 am
Oh aye lad, I've plenty of warm gear. If you'd come down to this side, it's where I keep most of the mountaineering gear. We've lined leathers, as well as a fair number of heavy furs. If you are staying to the foothills, they'd be a bit too warm. We do have some unlined hide gear that may be a good fit. the man says, scratching his beard.
Jan 24, 2017 12:52 am
"If you are familiar with the mountains north of Lurkwood, that is where we are headed. If you are familiar, we'll take what you recommend." Rolen smiles at the man.
Jan 26, 2017 3:53 am
Ahhh yes. If you aren't planning on the top, the most you'll need are the lined leathers. The heavy furs are only for those looking to ascend the highest of the peaks in the worst of weather. he says, as he pulls out a few samples. Unembossed and undecorated will run you one gold a set, any single decoration added to it raises the cost one to ten gold. So a dyed, embossed, and gilt-adorned set would cost you around 20 gold.
Jan 29, 2017 6:09 pm
"These are lovely!" Catriona breathes, running her hands over a set of red, embossed leathers.
Jan 30, 2017 12:36 am
"Do you happen to have some sort of changing room, where she can try it on?" Rolen looks up from the leathers and at the man.
Jan 30, 2017 1:58 am
Yes, of course! There is a small booth right over there. Here's the key! the man offers, holding up a heavy iron key on an oak stick.
Jan 30, 2017 2:20 am
[ +- ] If/When Cat goes into the booth
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Jan 30, 2017 4:36 am
"Or you simply can not handle your drink." I state matter of factly to Ada.
Jan 30, 2017 5:50 am
*trying on the leathers in the changing room*
Jan 30, 2017 6:23 am
Moofsalot says:
"Or you simply can not handle your drink." I state matter of factly to Ada.
I'm a Dwarf. There is no way I can't handle my drink. We are literally raised on it. And since when does drinks make you have strange dreams?
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Jan 30, 2017 1:37 pm
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Jan 30, 2017 1:51 pm
"Why would there be something in your drinks? Do you suspect foul play?"
Jan 30, 2017 2:10 pm
Dramasailor says:
The leathers, while slightly large on your frame, aren't horribly fit. You'll have to cinch your belt a bit tighter than you'd normally expect this get up to require, but it'll do.
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But will it match my shoes? :-(
Jan 30, 2017 4:34 pm
Baraq monitors the activity on the ground and comes to a decision. She emits a piercing call and flies toward the mountain.
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Jan 30, 2017 4:52 pm
Aera clicks back in response.

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Jan 30, 2017 5:00 pm
As a geographic note for everyone, the mountains in question are ~300 miles (12 days ride) north of your current location. Make your prep accordingly. :)
Jan 30, 2017 8:17 pm
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Rolen nods in thanks for the quickness of the task completion "Can you direct me to your rations?"
[ +- ] Shopping List
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Jan 30, 2017 9:44 pm
Bartholomew nods his head and brings Rolen deeper into his shop.

I'm afraid if you want actual rations, you're better picking those up from the inn, or even Ellyn's Travelling Wares on the other side of the market. I keep a very meager supply, and those aren't the best. I'm mainly the gear purveyor. The other locations will give you much better quality food. However, everything else your heart would desire to travel, it'd be here.

You have no issue finding everything on your list for the prices indicated. You can get 10 rations from him, but they are definitely lower quality, and likely wouldn't feed a full person. PHB price and type you could get at Ellyn's. It's an easy shop to find, if you wander that way.
Jan 30, 2017 9:56 pm
"Ah, you have my thanks, sir. Just the other stuff then. I'll be sure to tell the owner of Ellyn's of your generosity." Rolen will purchase his things and wait for Cat.
[ +- ] Ellyn's shop reminder
Jan 31, 2017 12:20 am
Cat comes out of the fitting room dressed in the traveling clothes she bought, and the leathers in a neat bundle in her small hands. "They're a little big but fit alright. Do you really think we'll need them though?" dhe asks both Rolen and Bartholomew. "Maybe we should be getting back to the others."
Jan 31, 2017 12:51 am
"It is up to you, however, I bought a set as I'd rather be safe than sorry." Rolen answers back showing Cat the plain leather set he bought "I have to stop to one more location for rations, if the others want to adventure unprepared, then waiting will do no harm."
Jan 31, 2017 1:25 am
"Rations. Right. How much for the leathers, Bartholomew?"
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Jan 31, 2017 3:31 am
For that set, normally 20 gold. But I'll give you a discount, since you two seem a good lot going a long way. Let's call it 17 gold, yeah?
Jan 31, 2017 3:33 am
"This is taking too long. I'm loading up the wagon. Is everyone else ready to leave?"
Jan 31, 2017 4:07 am
Baraq continues south, scouting the path the party will take. She eyes the terrain for possible areas of ambush, campsites, and potential hunting grounds.
Jan 31, 2017 6:06 am
Cat pays and thanks Bartholomew, then follows Rolen to Ellyn's.
Jan 31, 2017 6:15 am
"I have everything I need. I believe we are only waiting on our noble companions."
Jan 31, 2017 6:22 am
OOC:
I'm fine with skipping this bit, for the sake of the other players.
Feb 1, 2017 8:40 am
Dramasailor says:
As a geographic note for everyone, the mountains in question are ~300 miles (12 days ride) north of your current location. Make your prep accordingly. :)
I am assuming this is common knowledge and hopefully there will be another town closer to the base of the mountain.

Begin to head off I'll go find those two. Ada runs back into town so search for the two shoppers.
Feb 1, 2017 12:22 pm
OOC:
It is common knowledge. As for what towns and such there may be you may not know.
You make ready your horses and carts and set off headed north out of the town. By the time you leave, it's a good day for flying. Plenty of breeze and a clear blue sky.
Feb 1, 2017 1:55 pm
Aera takes to the air, using his altitude to scout and to enjoy the nice, breezy day.
Feb 1, 2017 4:12 pm
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As you begin your trip north, you notice the trees fade back to the west and lightly rolling plains dominate the landscape. You can easily and clearly see any threats that would come up, but you see none as the sun rises to its apex.
Feb 1, 2017 4:25 pm
Aera will land with the party, "If we continue that way, there is a spot that may be a good campsite. It's probably a bit beyond a normal day's travel, but it might be worth it."
Feb 1, 2017 5:11 pm
Baraq continues her reconnaissance flight, veering towards the potential campsite. She keeps her eyes focused for anything that might impact the group's progress.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(4) + 5 = 9

Feb 3, 2017 4:33 pm
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Feb 3, 2017 9:10 pm
Sitting on the wagon as it trundles along, Cat enjoys the mild weather.
Feb 3, 2017 10:15 pm
I'm really glad I found the two you. Those guys up there were in a real hurry.What were you two buying anyways Ada address Cat and Rolen
Feb 3, 2017 10:33 pm
"These clothes I'm wearing." Cat says, pointing out her britches and travel cloak. "That dress I'd been wearing was getting grubby. And who goes adventuring in a dress, anyway?"
Feb 3, 2017 11:28 pm
"Essentials for traveling, food and warmth. I don't see what the big hurry is, we are under no deadline of any sorts. So why not leave prepared? Foolish barbarians is what they are."
OOC:
When I said skip the bit, I meant the RP aspect, I still wanted to buy the rations but didn't want to draw it out and bore people.
Feb 3, 2017 11:31 pm
Foolish city dwellers. If they knew how to live off the land they wouldn't need to worry so much about supplies. I make myself comfortable in the front of the wagon, enjoying the sunlight.
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Feb 3, 2017 11:34 pm
Baraq patrols the route from above.
Feb 4, 2017 8:06 pm
That they may be to you but to they preparing is not in their nature they are essentially half animals. Thats their way of living. I can feel with them since I have always lived day to day. Never filled prepared for what rock I would have to smash first. Besides insects are very good for you I've heard.
Feb 5, 2017 11:21 am
"And what if you find no bugs? We are headed across frost-barren mountains to a tomb, it's foolish not to prepare when we have the funds and the option to. You will not have my pity when you are in pain from lack of food or frost."
Feb 6, 2017 4:55 am
I think we are quiet a ways away. so there is plenty of time to gather as we go.
Feb 6, 2017 1:43 pm
As you meander your way across the plains, you find it to be a highly relaxing day. Warm sun, light breeze, just a few white clouds puffy in the sky. As the sun begins to sink, your aerial support check the potential camping spot once more and it all remains clear.

You make the clearing as the last flames of the sun start to turn the horizon crimson, purple, and orange.

What's your watch order for the night?
Feb 6, 2017 2:21 pm
"I'll take the first watch, I'm still not tired," Aera offers, assuming that the landlings must be tired from all of that walking.
Feb 6, 2017 4:14 pm
Baraq squawks, "I will join you on first watch."
Feb 6, 2017 4:23 pm
"I'll take second watch."
Feb 6, 2017 4:25 pm
"I'll take third and fourth watch."
Feb 7, 2017 8:30 pm
Ill stay up whenever needed
Feb 8, 2017 12:29 am
OOC:
1st: Aera, Baraq
2nd: Xavena, Krieger
3rd: Rolen, Ada
4th: Rolen, Catriona

That is our watch order.
Feb 8, 2017 4:32 pm
OOC:
Thanks for collecting that Hyp.
The group bunks down for the night and the watchstanders take their turns....

Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Feb 8, 2017 4:45 pm
As Xavena and Krieger take over from their aerial compatriots, they settle into their watch posts, scanning the horizon. Shortly thereafter....
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Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Feb 8, 2017 4:59 pm
Krieger draws the scepter out of his bag and gives Xavena a nudge. "Be ready for a fight if this goes badly. May want to wake the others." He stands up and holds the scepter in front of him, staring down the group.
OOC:
Wisdom saves all around! DC 15 or charmed.
Feb 8, 2017 5:04 pm
OOC:
Wis save!

Rolls

Wis save - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Feb 8, 2017 5:06 pm
OOC:
Drama I think you just sent that note to yourself...

Rolls

WIS save - (1d20+4)

(13) + 4 = 17

Feb 8, 2017 5:11 pm
OOC:
One day I will use that thing without whammying the entire party. But I forgot to specify so today is not that day.
Feb 8, 2017 5:32 pm
OOC:
Cat is fast asleep until someone wakes her, but here's a WIS save in case it's needed.

Rolls

WIS save - (1d20+5)

(14) + 5 = 19

Feb 8, 2017 5:37 pm
OOC:
I did, by design. Info I need for upcoming events. Mwahaha. I'm going to check on charm effect checks while sleeping. Will update in a bit.
Feb 8, 2017 7:32 pm
OOC:
Ok, we're going to play it that the Rod he's using requires the subjects to be conscious to take effect. Only Xavena needs to make a check at this moment as she's the only one awake.
Rolling enemy saves....

Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Feb 8, 2017 7:36 pm
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Using Xavena's save from earlier, she passes!
Feb 8, 2017 8:58 pm
OOC:
Assuming Xavena woke the others....if not, we'll play out how you guys respond in initiative time.
Initiative time! (May or may not be combat, depending on Krieger's actions and such.)
Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq
Krieger
Xavena
Catriona

Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre
Feb 8, 2017 9:05 pm
OOC:
So, I'm not seeing a post describing what I see. There was a note to the people on watch, but I have no idea what the situation looks like.
Feb 8, 2017 9:10 pm
OOC:
Apologies
[ +- ] For those that awaken
Feb 8, 2017 9:19 pm
Aera draws his bow, but keeps it down low. If his allies join combat, then he will attack.
OOC:
Readied action to fire an arrow at an enemy once it's been engaged with my allies, granting me my sneak attack!

Rolls

Readied bow attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5)

1d20+7 : (7) + 7 = 14

1d6+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

Sneak attack - (1d6)

(5) = 5

Feb 8, 2017 11:52 pm
Baraq hops from her perch and alights behind Krieger. If the little one wishes to parlay with food, she will not interfere. Her shield and warhammer are ready, however.
Feb 10, 2017 3:57 pm
Initiative time! (May or may not be combat, depending on Krieger's actions and such.)
Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq

Krieger
Xavena
Catriona

Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre
Feb 10, 2017 4:06 pm
Krieger replaces the rod in his bag and subtly reaches for his mace, ready for a fight should any of them have resisted the enchantment.
OOC:
Readying an action to attack should any of them act hostile, and casting Shield of Faith.
Feb 10, 2017 4:23 pm
OOC:
Yeah I hope Xavena actually rouses people.

Rolls

Initiative - (1d20+2)

(12) + 2 = 14

Feb 10, 2017 9:50 pm
I give everyone a violent shake. "Trouble. Come."
Feb 12, 2017 11:21 pm
Ada wakes up with a bit of dirt on her face No don't take that stone its for hershe mumbles as she is waking
Feb 12, 2017 11:42 pm
OOC:
Catriona, go ahead and take whatever action you'd like to take. You're already in the initiative order.
Initiative time! (May or may not be combat, depending on Krieger's actions and such.)
Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq
Krieger
Xavena

Catriona
Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre
Feb 14, 2017 8:33 pm
"Stay here, Chuck-chuck!" Catriona whispers to the squirrel as Xavena summons her from the tent. Out in the night air her fingertips flicker with a pale light she prepares a spell in case it should come to a fight.
OOC:
Readying to cast Faerie Fire on the orcs and half-ogre the moment a fight begins.
Feb 15, 2017 6:57 pm
The three orcs look to one another and then back to Krieger. They saunter over toward the svirfneblin and take a knee in front of him.

What are your orders, my liege? the lead one says in broken Common, bowing his head.


Initiative time! (May or may not be combat, depending on Krieger's actions and such.)
Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq
Krieger
Xavena
Catriona
Orcs

Rolen
Ada

Half-Ogre
Feb 15, 2017 10:24 pm
Seeing the orcs take knee, Rolen aims his crossbow at the Half-Ogre, waiting for any unfriendly movements.
Feb 17, 2017 3:46 am
Ada's Action: Ada struggles to fully wake up and is relatively unawares of the developments taking place.

The half ogre moves over toward the orcs. He doesn't take a knee, rather, coming to attention and thumping his chest in a kind of salute.


Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq
Krieger
Xavena
Catriona

Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre
Feb 17, 2017 5:07 am
As the orcs and half-ogre seem attentive to Krieger, Baraq remains where she stands to back up the gnome.
Feb 17, 2017 5:55 am
"Wait here," Krieger instructs his new followers before heading back to the group. "They won't be a problem for some time."
Feb 17, 2017 6:00 am
"Couldn't you send them away? Or are we keeping them as servants?" then Catriona has another thought: "Shouldn't we at least ask them what they're doing here, where they're headed?"
Feb 20, 2017 2:52 pm
Going to drop us out of initiative for the time being. Feel free to do what you'd like. If something comes up that requires us to go back to turn-by-turn, we'll redo init at that point.

As Krieger walks away from the orcs and half-ogre, you see them looking at the little dark gnome with a mixed look of confusion and reverence. They do stand where they are, assuming a position similar to a military at ease, with hands clasped behind their backs.
Feb 20, 2017 5:54 pm
Baraq squawks, "If they're your servants, they've arrived late." She slings her warhammer and shield and says, "You should have told us that you were bringing along soldiers. I hope for your sake they aren't expecting payment from our share."
Feb 20, 2017 6:26 pm
"Oh no, those aren't mine. Not all the time anyway. I imagine they will try to kill us when the enchantment wears off."
Feb 20, 2017 6:40 pm
"Where'd they come from? Are there others?" I walk past the group and attempt to figure out which direction they came from.

Rolls

Survival? - (1d20+4)

(16) + 4 = 20

Feb 20, 2017 7:45 pm
Xavena, you can easily tell that they came from up the hills. They weren't overly concerned with covering their tracks and it only takes you about 15 minutes to find the dirty cave you are sure was their sleeping place the past few days.
Feb 20, 2017 10:05 pm
Krieger walks up to his temporary minions, mace in hand. "What were you doing here?"
Feb 20, 2017 10:09 pm
Gathering food and supplies, sir. one of the orcs in back grates out in Common.
Feb 20, 2017 10:15 pm
"Did you intend to attack this group before you saw that I was with them?"
Feb 20, 2017 10:20 pm
Of course. You all travel, and have goods. It would have set us up for some time. The same one replies.
Feb 20, 2017 10:23 pm
"Good to know. Now go back to camp, I will catch up with you all once I've gotten what I need from them."
Feb 20, 2017 10:28 pm
You see the three orcs turn, but the half-ogre seems to be torn on obeying. He's actively fighting your request.
Feb 21, 2017 1:16 am
Ada still half asleep walks past the group of Orcs and follows Xavena. Sleepy she says Hey wait for me
Feb 21, 2017 1:47 am
[ +- ] Giant
Rolen yells at the hesitant half-ogre.
Feb 23, 2017 2:40 am
The half-ogre continues to look around, eyes flickering between Krieger and the orcs. With a scream, it pulls the axe off its back and charges at Krieger, taking a swing. The massive battleaxe swings down, burying itself in the dirt by Krieger's feet.

The orcs look back and continue to make their way out of the camp, yelling over their shoulders, You heard the lord! We should leave Grunka!


Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq
Krieger
Xavena
Catriona

Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre

Rolls

Secret Roll

Feb 23, 2017 2:41 am
OOC:
HypCo says:
Seeing the orcs take knee, Rolen aims his crossbow at the Half-Ogre, waiting for any unfriendly movements.
Would I get an attack?
Feb 23, 2017 2:46 am
Hearing the half-ogre scream, Rolen hesitates none and releases his bolt.
OOC:
I'm infected with the 'McDunno', my rolls have been atrocious lately.
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Rolls

Attack/Damage - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (3) + 7 = 10

1d8+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

Feb 23, 2017 2:48 am
"You should have listened." Krieger takes his mace off his belt and a flickering orange glow appears around him. He takes a whack at the half-ogre's knee.
OOC:
Casting Shield of Faith.

Rolls

Mace - (1d20+6, 1d6+4)

1d20+6 : (18) + 6 = 24

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

Feb 23, 2017 2:59 am
OOC:
Thankfully this half-ogre was too used to the protections of his orcish fellows and opted to wear no armor this evening, in an effort to be quiet.
Rolen's bolt slams into the half-ogre's shoulder, spinning him around as Krieger steps in and crushes the side of his knee!


Initiative Order (Those in bold can act now in any order)
Aera
Baraq

Krieger
Xavena
Catriona

Orcs
Rolen
Ada
Half-Ogre


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Feb 23, 2017 3:03 am
Baraq matches the half-ogre's scream with a screech of her own, rising to the challenge as her blood boils. She charges, leading with her shield to interpose herself between the creature and Krieger. When she nears the half-ogre, Baraq hops into the air to add momentum to her warhammer, smashing it downward for the head.
OOC:
Bonus action, Rage!

Rolls

Warhammer vs Half-Ogre, Damage - (1d20+5, 1d8+5)

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

1d8+5 : (7) + 5 = 12

Feb 23, 2017 3:26 am
Baraq's hammer smashes into the half-ogre's skull, splitting it wide open. You can see the tiny gelatinous blob of gray matter through the cracks. His eyes cross and start to glass over slightly, but he stays on his feet.
Feb 23, 2017 3:31 am
Aera levels his bow, taking a shot as soon as he sees an opening.

Rolls

Attack + Sneak Attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (10) + 7 = 17

1d6+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

1d6 : (5) = 5

Feb 23, 2017 3:39 am
With a sickening squelch, Aera's arrow plunges into the crack opened up by his avian counterpart's hammer. His eyes roll up into his skull and he wavers slightly before falling in a vile heap of flesh. As the beast falls, and the ground shudders slightly with the impact, you all feel a strange sensation of warmth washing over you, opening new pathways in your mind.



Combat over! Everyone level up to level 2! Feel free to roll HP here.
Feb 23, 2017 4:15 am
Catriona, who had let her guard down when it seemed the brutes were firmly under Krieger's control, is caught off guard by the sudden flurry of action. It's over as quickly as it began. Cat squeals in fright, and involuntary shapeshifts into an elk.
Feb 23, 2017 4:41 am
I shrug, making my way to the ogre and searching his belongings for anything useful.

Rolls

Investigation - (1d20+1)

(8) + 1 = 9

Feb 23, 2017 4:43 am
Rolen loads another bolt into his crossbow and eyes the orcs to see if their demeanor has changed any.
Feb 23, 2017 4:50 am
Baraq lets out a triumphant caw, and while Xavena rummages through the half-ogre's possessions, the aarakocra plucks out both of the fallen monster's eyes. One of these she tosses to Aera, for his killing shot.
Feb 23, 2017 4:51 am
Aera gratefully accepts the eyeball and stuffs it into his beak to savor the delicious flavor.
Feb 23, 2017 7:40 am
Baraq looks over at the elk. "Who brought dinner?" She rises into the air, seeking an hunter's angle to attack from above.
Feb 23, 2017 8:06 am
With heavy eyes Ada notices the elk in an inquisitive matter Did Cat just turn into an Elk?
Feb 23, 2017 8:08 am
The elk in question panics as Baraq takes to the air and prepares to pounce. Cat bleats and bolts for the trees.
Feb 23, 2017 8:21 am
Rolen swears in elvish before taking off after the elk.
Feb 23, 2017 1:27 pm
As Rolen looks at the orcs, they seem to be wandering away still, but he only gets a brief look before the kerfuffle with the sudden appearance of an elk and the now hungry aarakocra looking to get some dinner.

Xavena, you inspect the ogre and can easily find what he was carrying, he's only wearing a tattered loin cloth and a wide leather belt, after all.

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Feb 23, 2017 4:23 pm
Baraq also flies off after the elk, not wanting to waste this opportunity to catch some game. Bloodlust still high upon her senses, the aarakocra fires an arrow from her short bow.
OOC:
Not rolling an attack, as I will let Catriona decide whether or not the arrow hits.
Feb 23, 2017 4:33 pm
Baraq's arrow narrowly misses Catriona's hindquarters. The elk screams, and starts running faster, crashing into trees and shrubs in her flight. Trapped in a body not of her choosing, Catriona tries to will herself to change back into her own shape. Or failing that, at least to regain the power of speech.
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Rolls

Baraq's arrow (1=hit, 2=miss) - (1d2)

(2) = 2

Feb 23, 2017 7:07 pm
Baraq relishes the hunt, knowing that the key is to tire the animal out. Hitting it with an arrow would speed up the process, but opportunities like this do not come often. Her rage subsiding into excitement, she continues her pursuit of the fleeing elk, readying another shot.
Feb 23, 2017 8:31 pm
OOC:
I'm not ignoring this, rather you all seem to be enjoying your cat/mouse or bird/beast game. Feel free to continue playing it out and we'll see how it shakes. If you guys (especially chase participants) don't want to partake, we can hand wave it with a quick post or 2. :)
Feb 23, 2017 8:39 pm
Terrified, Catriona is having a hard time shaking off her animal form, but she finally manages it. The momentum of her flight causes her to stumble forward a few more steps before turning to face Baraq, her small shield raised in defense.
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Rolls

un-Wildshape? DC 10 - (1d20+3)

(11) + 3 = 14

Feb 23, 2017 8:41 pm
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Looking up, I notice that some of our party members have disappeared and turn towards Ada. "What has happened?"
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Feb 23, 2017 8:45 pm
Surprised, Baraq's talons rake across the shield as she descends over Catriona's head and lands behind her. Turning to face the girl with an expression of disappointment, Baraq opens her beak to say something.

Then, she shakes her head. The short bow is slung and the arrow returned to its quiver. "Nice trick," craws Baraq, the hissed words measured with a tone of... amusement. "I have heard about shapeshifters, though I have never seen one change into prey before."
Feb 23, 2017 8:52 pm
Breathing heavily, Cat stares up defiantly at Baraq. "I don't blame you for wanting to feed, but I suggest you be more careful about hunting 'prey' next time." Cat makes a mental note not to change into a mouse or a rabbit within sight of the aarakocra.
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Feb 23, 2017 8:59 pm
"You would have done well to warn us in advance in having such a plump and juicy form," hisses Baraq, now annoyed at having spent so much energy in the chase with no reward. "Were you bitten by an elk during the full moon?"
Feb 23, 2017 9:17 pm
"Bitten? No. But The next time you try to make a meal out of me, I'll bite back!" Cat sticks her nose in the air and marches back to where she thinks the others are. But she's headed in the wrong direction.
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Rolls

Does she go the wrong way? 1=Y, 2=N - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Feb 23, 2017 9:20 pm
[ +- ] Awakened Mind to Cat
Rolen subtly points the way back.

Rolls

Subtle? 1=Y, 2=N - (1d2)

(1) = 1

Feb 23, 2017 10:35 pm
Baraq clucks, then takes the air to return to the camp. Let the hatchling find her own way back.
Feb 23, 2017 10:46 pm
Krieger turns back to camp to resume his watch. "We may as well finish our rest now, we should be long gone by the time the orcs realize they've been had."
Feb 23, 2017 11:57 pm
Catriona is startled by Rolen's voice in her head. Looking around and seeing the elf nearby, she lets him guide her back to the camp. On the way there she whispers, "Were you in my head just now, or was I hearing things?"
Feb 24, 2017 12:13 am
"No, can't say I was in your head." Rolen pauses, stops Cat, and looks into her eyes before continuing on "Your pupils are slightly dilated, you must still be a little frightened. You probably just singled out my voice."

Rolls

Deception (if needed) - (1d20+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

Feb 24, 2017 12:15 am
Cat knits her eyebrows and nods. Yes, that must be it." But she can tell Rolen is hiding something. She wonders why he would feel the need to lie to her. And to think she trusts him more than the others.
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Rolls

Insight - (1d20+5)

(12) + 5 = 17

Feb 24, 2017 12:19 am
OOC:
Oh no, you're such a monster Rolen. ;-;
Feb 24, 2017 12:24 am
OOC:
This is why you should never trust anyone.
Feb 24, 2017 12:46 am
OOC:
TBH I'm a little creeped out by Rolen. That's me, not Cat. She's naive, thinks he's wonderful, and trusts him. She's just a little hurt that he would keep secrets from her.
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Feb 24, 2017 12:50 am
When she returns to camp, Baraq settles in for sleep. She preens her feathers before adjusting her perch.
Feb 24, 2017 8:04 am
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Looking up, I notice that some of our party members have disappeared and turn towards Ada. "What has happened?"
Looks like Bird think Cat is Dinner
Feb 24, 2017 12:20 pm
The remainder of your rest is relatively uneventful, when compared to the flurry of activity you had. As the sun crests the hill the next morning, you make preparations to break camp and head out.

As you set out, you notice that it is considerably warmer than it was yesterday. You can see the low-lying mists across the plains and foothills baking off as it becomes clearer that today is going to be oppressively hot.

As you ride along, the foothills form a constant backdrop along your journey. You spend an easy five days travelling, with little else happening. There were a few beasts that looked like they may approach but turned away at the size of your retinue. As the sun reached its peak on the fifth day, you spot a well-groomed road off in the distance, running vaguely north to south.
Feb 26, 2017 3:01 am
OOC:
Do we know if that road leads to our destination?
Feb 26, 2017 2:08 pm
OOC:
Yes, this is a known road. It will run through a few towns all the way up to close to where you need to be. There'd still be some camping to be done near the end, but most nights from here out you could likely find an inn to crash at.
Feb 28, 2017 5:13 am
As we continue to travel, I speak with Cat. "If you wish to assume the essence of an animal, a wolf or perhaps a cat would be more useful."
Feb 28, 2017 5:19 am
"That was my first time, and it just sort of happened. It was kinda scary! Can you do that kind of thing too? Could you teach me, maybe?"
Feb 28, 2017 7:22 am
I've heard that one has to envision and know the creature one wants to become in order for it to work. At least that what I would hear around the castle when I was young. They had a young boy constantly studying animals. Are you familiar with Elk? Perhaps you should try and turn into a chipmunk since you have that little guy there. Ada points to where ever the chipmunk is.
Feb 28, 2017 7:35 am
"I'm worried any animal I turn into, that beast Baraq will try to eat me!" Cat whispers, making sure both of the aaracokra are aloft and out of earshot.
Feb 28, 2017 4:43 pm
Baraq spends most of her day in the sky, gliding on the heat rising from the ground. She studies the road the party will take, scouting the area as much as she can.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(10) + 5 = 15

Feb 28, 2017 4:53 pm
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Baraq tilts her form, letting gravity and the shift in the wind glide her lower to the ground. When she nears the party, she levels off and tries to continue her hover so as to not waste energy.

"Town ahead," she calls to those below her. "6 hours. Night falls soon."
Feb 28, 2017 6:14 pm
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Feb 28, 2017 6:22 pm
Baraq adds, "Traffic on the road. Caravans."
Feb 28, 2017 7:30 pm
Jabes.plays.RPG says:
"I'm worried any animal I turn into, that beast Baraq will try to eat me!" Cat whispers, making sure both of the aaracokra are aloft and out of earshot.
Then perhaps something more ferocious like a wolf. Ada says before hearing that there is a caravan coming their way.
Do they look like merchants! Ada yells up at Baraq
Feb 28, 2017 7:37 pm
Baraq holds her hands open as if the gesture is enough to answer that, and returns to a higher altitude.
Mar 1, 2017 1:33 am
Catriona tenses up when Baraq swoops in close, and relaxes when the aarakocra returns to the sky. "Yes, maybe a wolf." Cat tries to remember all the beasts she's ever seen. One time one of her father's ships had been hired to transport a menagerie and she had been allowed to see the animals in their cages.
Mar 1, 2017 3:28 am
OOC:
We also fought wolves like a week or so ago.
Mar 1, 2017 3:41 am
OOC:
Dire wolves, I think those were, if the difference matters. In any case Cat is remembering the menagerie because it's one of few happy memories with dear old dad, as well as to consider her shapeshifter options beyond what has already been mentioned. ;-)
Mar 1, 2017 5:40 am
"Good." I pat her on the head awkwardly and think back on the few times I've melded into the form of a cat, getting fat on rats as there was nothing else to eat at the time. Could I shift into similar forms again if needed? Perhaps.
Mar 2, 2017 12:14 am
When the Travelers approach Ada will wave them down if they are merchants if not she will just say hi
Mar 2, 2017 2:00 pm
As you approach the caravan, you see its moving towards you. Their carts are covered, but the drivers are wearing the livery of a common mercantile delivery group. They've made their coin running shipments along the road for those merchants that can't afford or can't be bothered to get their own wagons and transport crews. As Ada waves, the driver of the lead cart pulls up on the reins halting his crew.

Well, g'day to ya, ye motley travelers. How goes the road that direction? Clean and clear of banditry are we? the dwarf says, eyes twinkling from under a prodigious brow.
Mar 2, 2017 2:15 pm
Aera stays in the air for the exchange, but not too high. He wants to be ready to join the battle if these merchants aren't what they seem. His keen eyes move slowly over the caravan, alert to danger.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(18) + 4 = 22

Mar 2, 2017 3:49 pm
Baraq spares a glance down at the party. She hovers in the area, unable to really hear the conversation, but watches the activity.
Mar 2, 2017 9:07 pm
There was a few orcs back on the road but we managed to get away somehow. I was still half asleep when it happened so I'm not entirely sure where it was.
Mar 3, 2017 1:44 am
Well lass, orcs are nothing to be messin' with, but I'm glad you all got away. We'll keep a vigilant watch as we head that way, much appreciated. Truly a lass of the world, ye are. If ye've naught else, we need to keep our pace. Lady Evermourne would be very upset if we don't get these wares down to Triboar in the next few days. With a smile and a nod, he looks ready to set back out.
Mar 3, 2017 2:24 am
OOC:
Does Catriona know who Lady Evermourne is?

Rolls

History? - (1d20+5)

(11) + 5 = 16

Mar 3, 2017 2:35 am
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"Oh you BETTER get a move on! I'm sure Lady Evermourne doesn't pay you to dawdle and chit-chat with strangers!" Catriona says imperiously before she can stop herself.
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Mar 4, 2017 9:09 am
Who's that? Ada says why looking at Cat Does she require protection from someone like me perhaps?
Mar 7, 2017 5:06 am
"What wares are you selling? Who's Lady Evermoure?"
Mar 8, 2017 1:26 am
We don't sell anything, per se. We move the materials from market to market and Lady Evermourne's agents sell them in those markets across Faerun. Right now we're hauling fabrics, I think it is. The crates are sealed and under transport seal, so we don't crack 'em. That little one there sparked up at the name. You may want to ask her about our patron for this run. It'd be unseemly for us to do so.
Mar 8, 2017 2:29 pm
OOC:
Krieger is going to roll the same History check as Cat.

Rolls

History - (1d20+3)

(20) + 3 = 23

Mar 8, 2017 3:13 pm
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Mar 8, 2017 3:13 pm
Catriona is just being hoity-toity. She knows who Lady Evermourne is of course, a Waterdhavian noble whose family trades in ore, lumber, and raw cotton. But that's the extent of Cat's knowledge. The Wavesilvers and the Evermournes share few social circles. She sticks her chin up even further and sits back down. "We're wasting our time here. Let's go."
Mar 9, 2017 10:35 pm
Ada makes eye contact with Xavena and shrugs Lets be off I suppose. Have a safe journey Ada says to the people before she continues waking
Mar 10, 2017 2:05 am
You all continue along, not coming across another caravan. Your aerial friends see some other caravans on the road, but they are moving away from you at your pace or faster. The sun sets behind the horizon and within two hours, you find yourselves approaching a town. As you get closer, there is a sign near the road proclaiming this to be Longsaddle!
Mar 12, 2017 5:26 pm
Finally a town I wonder if they have an ancient works of stone or a decent place to mine for stone gems. Ada says this to no one in particular. She is used to being alone and talking to herself. She quickens her stride.
Mar 12, 2017 5:42 pm
Baraq continues her aerial patrol, mindful of the party's progress.
Mar 13, 2017 12:37 am
As you roll into town, you see some folks milling about. There is a sign pointing the way to the Sweating Goat. If you head that direction, you find a three story building, one of the few that size in town. It dominates that section of the road, clearly a place for travelers to land for a night on the Long Road.
Mar 16, 2017 4:13 am
"Do we rest again, or keep moving?"
Mar 16, 2017 6:44 am
I think we should rest the night here perhaps acquire a bit more provisions before heading off
OOC:
How far are we from the mountains?
Mar 16, 2017 8:53 pm
OOC:
You have traveled now for a good 9 or 10 hours today. If you keep that pace, you are probably another 7 or 8 days from the mountains. Obviously if you go at a faster pace, you can cut that down to 5 or 6 days, but you would incur penalties on the ability to hunt for food during your travel and would take a hit on perception checks.
Mar 16, 2017 8:58 pm
Baraq descends and perches upon the wagon as the group reaches Longsaddle. She is ready for a meal and a night's rest.
Mar 18, 2017 6:07 am
Ada will stroll into the establishment and ask for a light ale.
Mar 25, 2017 7:08 pm
You all make your way into the establishment and can easily acquire rooms for a silver each. If you want to board outdoors, there is no charge, but you also get no food with it.

If you'd like, you can RP your time in the tavern, otherwise, you wake up easily and set off again the next morning.
Mar 25, 2017 8:30 pm
Baraq will spend the night perched outside, but does spend the coin for food and drink.
Mar 26, 2017 12:59 am
I sleep comfortably outside under the trees, finding my own food easily.
Mar 26, 2017 5:07 am
Catriona takes a room. But in the middle of the night she sneaks out to take wolf form and hunt.
Mar 26, 2017 5:07 am
Aera stays outside to sleep.
Mar 26, 2017 5:59 am
Rolen purchases his room and takes an early night.
Mar 26, 2017 6:26 am
Ada only has one drink before going about town to search for a map of the area and to see if another town lay ahead as to prepare if there is a need.
Mar 26, 2017 3:08 pm
Unfortunately, there are no cartographers in town. As you ask about, the few people you check with give you a quizzical look.

Lass, there's small towns all along the Long Road, nearly the whole way up to the mountains. If you push hard and aren't overly delayed or lazy in travelin' you'll have no problem findin' beds to rest in along the way.
Mar 26, 2017 6:48 pm
Krieger gets a few drinks in the tavern before retiring to his room.
Mar 27, 2017 5:36 am
Feeling content with the "preparations" shes made Ada makes her way back to the inn and sleeps in a bed for the night.
Mar 29, 2017 5:29 pm
If there is a balcony on the three-story Sweating Goat, Baraq perches upon it in the lee of the wind.
Mar 29, 2017 5:30 pm
There is a balcony, and you are free to perch without an issue.
Mar 29, 2017 5:50 pm
Baraq does so and settles in for the night, mentally preparing herself for the next day's journey.
Apr 3, 2017 3:42 am
In the middle of the night, if I catch Catriona passing by me in the woods, I will meld into a similar wolf form and hunt with her. Sometimes it's easier to understand others when one with nature, surrounded by nature. No words are needed.
Apr 4, 2017 8:20 pm
You make it through the night unscathed, courtesy of having a town so close by. You set out in the morning, driving north once more.

Another clear day awaits you, only you pass no traffic this time. As the sun starts to go down, you see the faint rise of another village off in the distance, some 2-3 miles away over the plains. You'll be there in an hour or so. On the sides of the road, the grasses have grown in height steadily the entire day. They stand nearly chest deep on a human now, and densely so. It's almost as if the road is cut through a hedgerow.

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Apr 4, 2017 8:26 pm
Baraq, in flight above the party, veers slightly as something catches her attention. She flies ahead some distance, seeking the angle of the sun.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Apr 4, 2017 8:29 pm
Aera follows after Baraq.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(5) + 4 = 9

Apr 4, 2017 8:32 pm
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Aera flies a bit lower and circles an area perhaps 200 feet ahead of the party.

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Rolls

Perception (if needed) - (1d20+4)

(15) + 4 = 19

Apr 4, 2017 8:35 pm
Baraq chirps to Aera in the language of the aarakocra, "Tell the others. I will keep watch."
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Aera heads back to the party, "People with weapons, hidden in the grass. Don't know if they've seen you yet, but be cautious." he says, pointing out their location. With that, he takes flight once again to keep an eye on them
Apr 5, 2017 5:28 am
Ada pulls out here shield and a Javelin when told that people are lurking in the field. Everyone stay close I'll make sure to put my shield between them and us. Anyone else have a shield We could form a front and use my spare javelins to strike. Ada smiles to herself for thinking of such a plan under short notice I hope this will make up for what I did the other day at the tavern She quietly thinks to herself while waiting for a response.
Apr 5, 2017 3:04 pm
"I have a shield." Catriona says as she brings out her small wooden shield. She speaks a word, and the little shield sprouts spikes and thorns. She nods to Ada as she steps up beside her.
OOC:
Casting Shillelagh.
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Apr 5, 2017 4:18 pm
Baraq tries to stay in the angle of the sun, keeping her eyes on the approaching group.
Apr 6, 2017 7:11 am
Ada gives a smile to Cat. Feel free to grab a Javelin off my back and use it to keep them at a distance. Ada says looking back to everyone else
Apr 6, 2017 2:43 pm
Krieger takes his place next to Cat and Ada, shield raised. "We don't know what they want yet."
OOC:
Casting Guidance.
Apr 6, 2017 9:25 pm
Better safe than sorry
Apr 10, 2017 3:20 pm
Aera circles around, bow in hand, but no arrow nocked.
Apr 18, 2017 6:23 pm
OOC:
Going to go ahead and push forward. Those that didn't post actions, you'll be stayin' in the cart.
As you all prepare a grand wall of shields and weapons, the band of humans breaks free of the tall grass at a run, without uttering a single sound. They turn and head down the road towards you. As soon as they see the weapons drawn and shields presented, they pull up short. The man in the front puts a hand out to one side as he looks around, somewhat confused.

You ain't Jeffers! You dolts told me Jeffers'd be here and he'd - uh - he'd get a lark or two out of the ol' "fake highwayman" act! He says, first to you, the bit about dolts to the men on either side of him.

Beggin' yer pardon, m'name's Clint Greenwalt. Who might you lot be? the lead man says as he pulls his scarf down away from his face.
Apr 18, 2017 6:30 pm
Baraq circles, trying to keep in the sun. Unable to hear the conversation, she watches and observes the reactions of both the party and these strangers.
Apr 25, 2017 4:06 am
I shift into the form of a cat, looking to use the tall grasses to hide my movement as I circle around the men from behind.

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+4)

(19) + 4 = 23

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Apr 28, 2017 8:35 am
"Who we are is none of your concern! You're the fools dressed as bandits. I could have the lot of you thrown in jail!"

Rolls

Intimidation - (1d20+4)

(7) + 4 = 11

Apr 28, 2017 12:42 pm
Now look here girl, you can't be gettin' anyone thrown in jail nowhere. I asked a polite enough question of ya, and you go off about what is and isn't my concern? Now how is that fair to me and these buffoons with me? the man says, gesturing widely with his arms.

As he does so, his group starts to slowly spread apart a little bit.

Rolls

Secret Roll

Apr 28, 2017 6:44 pm
Rolen steps out of the cart, he steps up behind Cat and stares at the lead 'bandit'

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"I'll give you to the count of five. One."
OOC:
Whenever one of them tries to talk, he'll call out the next number.
Apr 28, 2017 7:26 pm
The lead bandit looks at Rolen, his eyes widening slightly as he offers the count of five.

Count of five to do what?! he says, his hand dropping to his sword even as Rolen calls out number two!

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada

Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger
Batch 1
Aera
Rolen
Xavena


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Rolls

Player Inits (Baraq, Krieger, Rolen) - (1d20+4, 1d20+2, 1d20+5)

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

1d20+2 : (11) + 2 = 13

1d20+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

Player Inits (Catriona, Xavena, Aera, Ada) - (1d20+2, 1d20+2, 1d20+5, 1d20+1)

1d20+2 : (12) + 2 = 14

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

1d20+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

1d20+1 : (18) + 1 = 19

Big Enemy - (1d20+3)

(12) + 3 = 15

Enemy Batch 1 (5 people) - (1d20)

(11) = 11

Enemy Batch 2 (5 people) - (1d20)

(18) = 18

Apr 28, 2017 8:21 pm
Baraq tucks her wings in, diving down into the fray. She slows her fall just enough to charge into the lead bandit, smashing through with her warhammer in reckless rage.

Rolls

Warhammer, Advantage, Bludgeoning Damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d8+5)

1d20+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

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

1d8+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

Apr 29, 2017 7:42 am
Ada senter of mass gets close to the ground as she strikes forward with her Javelin and shield in hand at the man who was talking.
OOC:
I will be using my reaction to give someone disadvantage on attack rolls if they are within 5ft of me

Rolls

Javelin - (1d20+3)

(3) + 3 = 6

May 1, 2017 3:20 pm
Baraq dives down, streaking toward the leader. As she does so, her hammer goes just wide of the man, whose face is now curled in a snarl. Ada, meanwhile, jabs out with her javelin, missing widely.

The second batch of ruffians, those between the leader and the grasses they emerged from, spring into action. Two of them leap towards Baraq, two towards Ada, and a single attacks toward Cat.

The first attacker on Baraq makes a solid connection, dealing 5 damage. The second one swings and misses horribly!

The first attacker swings at Ada, and manages to connect for 7 damage even with the interference of her shield. However, it does throw off the second stroke.

The lone attacker on Cat manages to just barely slide by her spiky shield, and nicks her for 3 damage.

The leader turns to Baraq and slashes at her, furious at the attempted attack on his person. The first scimitar swing flies by, missing. However, on the backstroke, it connects, dealing 6 damage. Finally, a dagger in his offhand slashes out, but barely misses.

Damage dealt doesn't take into account any personal resistances or reductions. Please feel free to apply on your own (I'm looking at you, rage people :) )

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada
Batch 2
Big'un

Cat
Krieger

Batch 1
Aera
Rolen
Xavena


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Rolls

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

Secret Roll

May 1, 2017 3:41 pm
Catriona speaks a word, and casts a spell from behind her shield, trying to catch as many of the bandits as she can.
OOC:
Casting Faerie Fire. Dex save vs. 13 or get lit up.
May 1, 2017 3:49 pm
OOC:
Saves and such.
The leader and Bad Guys # 6, 8, 9, and 10 are outlined in a faint shimmery flow. Bad Guy #7 has no shimmery outline.
OOC:
If attacking the leader, or 6/8/9/10, roll with advantage.

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May 8, 2017 3:17 am
OOC:
Poke! Is Krieger around?
May 8, 2017 11:46 am
Krieger steps forward and takes a swing at the leader.

Rolls

Mace - (1d20+5, 1d6+3)

1d20+5 : (19) + 5 = 24

1d6+3 : (6) + 3 = 9

May 8, 2017 2:09 pm
Krieger steps forward, swinging his mace right into the face of the lead bandit, sending a tooth flying.

The other set of bandits (those on the opposite side of the leader from where they came from) make their way around, three of them get near Krieger and try to attack him, missing miserably. The other two take their swings at Baraq and also miss.

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada
Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger
Batch 1

Aera
Rolen
Xavena


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May 8, 2017 9:25 pm
Seeing Baraq surrounded, Aera levels his bow and fires an arrow at the bandits.
OOC:
Total of 18 damage :)
Last edited May 8, 2017 9:25 pm

Rolls

Attack + Sneak Attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (20) + 7 = 27

1d6+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

1d6 : (4) = 4

Crit damage! - (2d6)

(61) = 7

May 9, 2017 12:43 am
Rolen fires his bolt at the glowing leader, loading up another to ready for a next attack.

Rolls

Attack/Damage - (1d20+7, 1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (13) + 7 = 20

1d20+7 : (4) + 7 = 11

1d8+5 : (8) + 5 = 13

May 10, 2017 12:48 pm
Aera's arrow punches clear through the throat of one of the bandits, felling him where he stands. At the same time, Rolen sends a bolt flying at the leader, burying it in the bandit's shoulder.

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada
Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger
Batch 1
Aera
Rolen

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May 12, 2017 4:41 am
I shift into the form of a dire wolf, pouncing on the leader.
OOC:
If still alive, needs to beat Strength DC of 13 or be knocked prone

Rolls

Bite w/advantage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 2d6+3)

1d20+5 : (9) + 5 = 14

1d20+5 : (3) + 5 = 8

2d6+3 : (31) + 3 = 7

May 12, 2017 1:54 pm
As you pounce, the man bides his time. Just as you get close to him, he brushes his sword across his body deflecting your blow.

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada

Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger
Batch 1
Aera
Rolen
Xavena
May 12, 2017 4:09 pm
Baraq presses into her assault upon the leader, recklessly swinging her warhammer as more bodies enter the fray.

Rolls

Warhammer vs Leader, Advantage, Bludgeoning Damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d8+5)

1d20+5 : (17) + 5 = 22

1d20+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

1d8+5 : (3) + 5 = 8

May 13, 2017 8:21 am
Ada thrusts the javelin forward once more from behind her shield.
OOC:
/Once again using her reaction to give disadvantage on one attack

Rolls

Javelin - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

May 15, 2017 2:39 pm
Baraq's blow sends the leader reeling onto Ada's javelin. The group surrounding Baraq and Ada take their swings. Only one gets through to Baraq, dealing 4 (2 after rage resistance) damage. Likewise, only one gets through on Ada, thanks to a quick placement of her shield, dealing 2 damage.

The leader tries getting in on Baraq, only to miss pitifully with all three. The idea of fighting a bird is clearly not sitting well with him for some reason.

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada
Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger

Batch 1
Aera
Rolen
Xavena



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May 15, 2017 7:22 pm
From behind her shield, pressed up against Ada, Catriona extends her hand and sends a puff of poisonous spores at the bandit leader.

Rolls

Posison Spray damage - (1d12)

(6) = 6

May 23, 2017 2:03 pm
OOC:
Sorry for the delay, I was hoping Krieger would post his action.
Krieger, stunned momentarily by the furious clash takes a moment and does all he can to avoid being hit. The leader, pulls his head back in surprise at Cat's attack, not entirely believing that she would attack him. The cloud of poison drifts over his eyes and nose causing him to cry out in pain.

The batch of bandits look about themselves, somewhat unsure now that they've seen comrades hit by a furious bird and others. Maybe we shouldn't push our luck here, just cut and run! They turn to flee! Disengaging and running back toward the tall grasses.

Combat! Those in bold below may act now
Baraq
Ada

Batch 2
Big'un
Cat
Krieger
Batch 1
Aera
Rolen
Xavena



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May 23, 2017 3:03 pm
Aera fires another arrow at the retreating bandits.
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Rolls

Attack (sneak included, just in case) - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (15) + 7 = 22

1d6+5 : (5) + 5 = 10

1d6 : (2) = 2

May 23, 2017 4:03 pm
Baraq continues her assault on the leader. The scent and sight of blood drives her fury as she attacks recklessly.

Rolls

Warhammer vs Leader, Advantage, Bludgeoning Damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d8+5)

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

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

1d8+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

May 23, 2017 11:38 pm
Rolen fires a bolt at the leader.

Rolls

Attack/Damage - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (19) + 7 = 26

1d8+5 : (8) + 5 = 13

May 24, 2017 5:58 am
Ada draws her hand back and lets a javelin fly in the direction of those running away Hoping to hit someone.

Rolls

Javelin - (1d20+3, 1d6+1)

1d20+3 : (12) + 3 = 15

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

May 25, 2017 3:33 am
I pounce on the largest of the fleeing group, hoping to pin them to the ground.

Rolls

Strength Check? - (1d20+3)

(11) + 3 = 14

May 25, 2017 2:06 pm
Aera's bolt slams through the throat of one of the fleeing bandits, causing him to fall in a sputtering gout of blood. Between Baraq and Rolen, they manage to break the arm of the leader and drop him to the ground, a bolt fletching-deep in his chest as his eyes flutter closed. Ada's javelin slashes the hamstring of a retreating bandit and he falls to the ground with a scream. Finally, Xavena lands on one of the fleeing men, tripping him up and ending up with him sprawled face-first in the dirt and grass.

The rest of the bandits, terrified by the destruction of their leader, drop their weapons and throw their hands into the air.

Please, stop, we didn't mean nothin' bad by it!
Combat is ostensibly over, though if you'd like to continue round-based stuff, we can.
May 25, 2017 3:53 pm
"Nothing bad?" repeats Baraq with a screech. She stalks forward in anger, wings flaring out to make her look bigger. "You draw steel on us and expect a laugh?"
May 25, 2017 4:08 pm
Ada approaches the man with a bolt in his chest and the man spluttering blood. She quickly removes the bolts and begins to mutter an incantation as her hands begin to glow.
OOC:
Casting cure wounds if possible.

Rolls

Cure wounds - (1d8+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

Cure wounds - (1d8+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

May 26, 2017 1:42 am
Rolen strolls up to the fallen leader, giving Ada a look of scorned as he passes her, and places his boot on the leader's throat "I highly suggest not going down that route; unless you want this trail to become your final resting place, regroup your men and leave." He gleams down at the prone leader "Does that sound familiar to you? Now, since you so boldly declined my first offer, I'll give you a new one; give me one good reason why I shouldn't crush in your Adam's apple."
OOC:
Each time he tries to speak, Rolen will put a little more pressure with his boot.
May 26, 2017 2:19 pm
Catriona looks on as Rolen puts the fear in the peasant bandit. Countless times, she's witnessed her father deal with the househelp in exactly the same way.
May 27, 2017 11:03 pm
Baraq, in her rage, hops forward like a raptor and swings her warhammer at the unarmed bandit before her, looking to cave the man's face in.
May 28, 2017 1:36 pm
The leader blinks as Ada's healing magic washes over him, only to see Rolen standing on his throat. At first, a snarl flashes across his face but quickly fades. I have no reason, your aristocratic bastards will always take what you want. Do your worst, you've already judged me. With that his eyes close and he tries to roll his head to one side.
May 29, 2017 12:16 am
"Do not place this on us, we are not the ones dressed as bandits hiding in tall grasses, we were not the ones who began to take flanking positions, I was the one who offered you to walk away safely; you have judged yourselves." Rolen removes his boot, bends down, and lifts the man up by his collar "If it was up to me, I'd throw you to the birds and let them do as they please; you better pray to whomever you believe in that she doesn't hold a grudge like me." He lifts the man up then pushes him to his knees, kicking where the leg folds if he resists, in front of Cat.
May 29, 2017 12:19 am
Baraq, meanwhile, continues her assault on the other bandits. If they flee, she chases. If they surrender, she attempts to take their eyes. The aarakocra screeches with the thrill of the hunt.
May 29, 2017 7:17 pm
There is no need for anyone to die! Lets just take them in and allow the court to deal with them. We are not the Judge Jury and Executioner! There's a reason I wasn't trying to kill them.
May 30, 2017 12:07 am
Aera lands now that the danger is over and walks over to the bandit leader. He bends down so that his beak is inches from the bandits face and clicks his beak and then screeches loudly, trying to enhance Rolen's message.
OOC:
Help action for if Rolen decides to try any sort of intimidation roll :)
May 30, 2017 12:10 am
Krieger stays back and starts cleaning the blood off his hammer. He doesn't see much reason to get involved here.
May 30, 2017 2:31 am
Holding the Leader by the collar, Rolen looks at Cat "Your decision, Princess, I give his fate to you."
May 30, 2017 4:44 am
Baraq continues to hunt down the other bandits, smashing with her hammer.
May 30, 2017 10:31 am
Cat shapeshifts into a wolf. With a snarl she rips out the man's throat and begins to feed. It seems she's learned a thing or two from Baraq and Aera.
May 30, 2017 10:40 am
OOC:
HAHA, was not expecting that.
Rolen drops the leader as Cat tears into him and stands by her shapeshifted form.
May 30, 2017 1:16 pm
OOC:
Mmmm. Bloodthirsty little party eh? :D
The man falls to the ground, eyes glassy as blood stains Cat's muzzle.

Baraq, as you chase the bandits, you do leave a trail of dead bodies, crushed and broken, throughout the tall grass.

You are left now with scattered bodies of bandits and a bloody-mouthed Catrionawolf.
OOC:
How do you all proceed?
May 30, 2017 4:16 pm
Baraq plucks a few pairs of eyes from the corpses, some to savor now. And like a hunter utilizing every part of its prey, she looks over the bodies for anything useful.

'Useful,' of course, is a term couched in perspective. Armor is stripped and cast aside like entrails, weapons tossed over her shoulder like nothing. Ooo, a broken amulet. And the glitter of any coins or gemstones always attract her bird eyes.
May 30, 2017 6:28 pm
Aera quickly joins Baraq, taking the juicy parts to eat later and looking for anything useful.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(18) + 4 = 22

May 31, 2017 12:00 am
Rolen turns to Ada, anger colors his face "There is if they were offered a chance to walk away and attacked US. We do not have time to babysit criminals back into town, we are on a mission. We are by ourselves; if you are not the judge, jury, or executioner for your own life and plan on to heal those that mean us harm...then I suggest you lay down with your bandit friends and stay here."
May 31, 2017 12:49 am
Krieger allows the nobles to carry on, scavenging any metal he can find on the bandits.
May 31, 2017 6:09 am
You don't know there circumstances. They could have been forced into becoming bandits. People don't need to die for some bad choices, there is always a chance for someone to change. Why look at what you are showing Cat. She went from trying to befriend an animal to becoming one! That is no way for someone of her status to act. If any of this got out to other nobles her and her family's reputation will become tarnished. Ada throws her spear to the ground and get real close to Rolen Is that what you want. You want to become know as the group of killers who kill all who they come across! If we do that we are no better then these poor souls you have all managed to kill!
May 31, 2017 7:29 am
"Nor do I care for their circumstances, the fact still remains that they attacked us." Rolen scoffs "If you consider attacking a child a 'bad choice', your moral compass is far worse than mine; I do not believe those who'd threaten the life of a child deserve another chance. I'm showing her how to survive outside of a castle, where some people aren't nice, where some care little for your life and more for your gold. She can act however she'd like, she should be forced to act a certain way and I couldn't care less about her family's reputation, there is a reason she is here with us and not them."

Rolen stares down at Ada as she gets up close with him "If we killed all we came across, there would be no one to call us that. People can think of me however they want, I know my actions and we are not the ones at fault here. If you want a more accurate group title try 'Group of travelers who kill scumbags that draw weapons after they're offered the chance to avoid conflict'."
May 31, 2017 4:27 pm
I sit on my haunches and watch the others, equal parts bored and confused at all the talking.
Jun 6, 2017 2:46 pm
Ada whips around Well I for one will at least give them their burial rights. But if that's too much for you go on ahead and I'll catch up if you all so wish to move forward.
Jun 8, 2017 1:54 am
OOC:
Just let me know if you are all immediately continuing or helping Ada bury people.
Jun 8, 2017 6:39 am
OOC:
If by "helping" you mean Baraq is looting the bodies of useful items and eyeballs, yes.
Jun 8, 2017 8:23 am
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Haha I guess that will make them a bit easier to carry.
Jun 8, 2017 12:04 pm
"Bury the dead?" Aera squawks from nearby, "Why? Leave them out, food for my cousins!"
Jun 10, 2017 3:06 am
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Xavena is fine to leave bodies out to rot. Food for the earth.
Jun 23, 2017 6:02 am
Ada will begin to dig a hole with her war pick seeing that no onw is helping her.
Jun 23, 2017 7:58 am
Catriona wolf looks up at Rolen, waiting to see what he will do.
Jun 23, 2017 9:36 am
OOC:
Thought I posted what I did to that, sorry.
Rolen nods to Cat then makes his way back to the carriage and waits there for movement.
Jun 23, 2017 12:50 pm
OOC:
It's going to take Ada the better part of 8-10 hours to dig enough space out to bury the bodies that are here. And that's burying SHALLOW. Given that no one is assisting, I'll say they make motions to leave.
As Ada toils away with her pick at the ground, the rest of you pile into the wagons and set out to finish the journey to the village some 2 or 3 miles distant. As you get into the village there is little of interest. Two taverns flank the road as you enter. On the left is the Stuck Pig and on the right is the Cracked Tankard. Other than that, no tall buildings, everything but the taverns are single story affairs. You can spot a smithy not too far past the taverns, but everything else appears to be small residences from what you can see.
Jun 23, 2017 4:17 pm
Baraq takes to the sky once again to provide eyes from above. However, she is distracted in her aerial reconnaissance with looking through her pickings from the bandits.
Jun 23, 2017 4:22 pm
Catriona has by this time reverted back to her true form and resumed her usual seat beside Krieger but there are still bloodstains around her mouth.
Jun 24, 2017 8:30 am
OOC:
Omg this dirt must be made of stone!
Jun 24, 2017 5:15 pm
OOC:
Having spent a fair amount of time on a shovel, a 2' x 6' x 3' hole would likely take a single person between 90 minutes and 3 hours with a shovel. You're digging a trench or individual graves for like 8 or 9 bodies. With a warpick.
[ +- ] warpick
Given that, even nice soft dirt would take you about that long.
Jun 26, 2017 2:20 pm
Krieger has taken his seat in the wagon and is examining what he was able to find on the bandits, trying to determine any value the metal itself might have.
Jun 26, 2017 2:29 pm
Aera takes a moment to fly over the town to get it fixed in his mind and then flies off to go hunting for his meal.
Jun 29, 2017 5:12 pm
OOC:
Well then I will just be putting them into a very VERY shallow grave.
Jun 29, 2017 5:59 pm
As you go through the bodies, you find a bunch of coins and a handful of small gems.
[ +- ] Loot
Jul 8, 2017 12:53 am
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Jul 9, 2017 1:54 am
"So that's the town. Now what?"
Jul 9, 2017 3:06 pm
As for the men's gear when you searched, they all are wearing suits of leather armor. There are 8 suits, though not all are in good repair at this state. You could easily take them if you choose. Weapons, four of them carry scimitars and the other four carry short swords. The leader has a suit of studded leather armor with decorative embellishments on and had a scimitar and a pair of daggers. Of the lot of them, none really had any scrap metal, unless you plan is to scrap out the swords.

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Jul 11, 2017 5:59 pm
Baraq hangs onto the star rose quartz and takes 300 silver, leaving the rest of the loot for the others.

At the town, Baraq looks between the two taverns and decides to enter the Stuck Pig, looking to gauge the atmosphere and perhaps find a meal.
OOC:
Total gold value is 600, divided by seven characters leaves about 85 per. Baraq took 80 gp.
Jul 11, 2017 6:14 pm
Cat waits to see which tavern Rolen will pick. She's not hungry but she'll be wanting a hot bath.
Jul 11, 2017 8:03 pm
Rolen picks the nicer looking of the two taverns and pays for Cat's room, giving her the biggest room if there is that option. Without any words, he goes into his room and closes the door.

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Jul 12, 2017 1:03 pm
Rolen and Cat make their way into the Cracked Tankard. Once inside, you find they have no difference in room size, but they do have amenity packages which can be purchased. These include things like hot baths, room served meals, linen service, etc.

The Tankard is pretty quiet this evening, a few individuals sitting in comfortable looking seats enjoying wine in actual glassware. A tiefling harpist sits in one corner, plucking a gentle tune. The smell of cinnamon and spice is heavy in the air.

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Baraq stalks into the Stuck Pig and finds it pretty rowdy already. A pair of dwarves are drunk in front of the fire, crooning a song about, well, you can't quite tell. There's a press of people and two haggard-looking serving wenches struggling to keep everyone in food and drink. On a large placard over the bar, you see their daily special is stuffed rabbit with a side of mushroom stew.
Jul 12, 2017 1:37 pm
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Rolen will get all the extras for Cat and a basic room for himself than; let me know how much that comes out to.
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Jul 12, 2017 2:26 pm
[ +- ] Cracked Tankard Room Rates and Amenities
Jul 12, 2017 2:41 pm
[ +- ] Total
Jul 13, 2017 2:36 am
As the frilly ones find accommodations, I head towards a comfortable patch of grass outside. I take the leather armor the men left behind and spend some time mending it. I will hold on to whatever is salveable. Perhaps it can be sold elsewhere.
OOC:
Using my mending cantrip
Jul 13, 2017 1:53 pm
Aera finds a nice, high roof to perch on and looks over the town with interest.
Jul 13, 2017 3:47 pm
Ada left alone on the road struggles to give the men that have been slain a mediocre burial
Jul 13, 2017 3:58 pm
When Cat asks the innkeep for a room she's surprised to find that arrangements have already been made.

"Who made the arrangements?" she asks the innkeep, although she has her suspicions.
OOC:
Does the innkeep tell her it was Rolen? Or did Rolen make no effort at discretion?
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Jul 13, 2017 9:20 pm
OOC:
Rolen wasn't discreet about it this time. If Cat was following him, she'd know.
Jul 13, 2017 9:26 pm
"I don't know what to say...you shouldn't have..." Catriona says to Rolen. Then, remembering her manners, she adds, "Thank you!" she gives the elf a hug then runs off to her room and happily loses herself in the rustic but luxurious bath.
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Jul 13, 2017 10:18 pm
Rolen's body tenses up as he is hugged then responds with a gentle pat on the back of Cat's head. "You're welcome." he barely manages to say as Cat runs off.

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Jul 15, 2017 1:11 pm
Krieger goes ahead and pays for the most expensive room he can.

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We've got:
Cat - @ the Tankard
Rolen - @ the Tankard
Krieger - @ the Tankard
Baraq - @ the Stuck Pig
Aera - perched on top of the Tankard
Xavena - Camping out repairing the armor.
Ada - @ the bodies, burying them.
Ada, the town is all but closed down by the time you drag in, provided you head there still. The candles are out at the Cracked Tankard, though the Stuck Pig appears to still be open, and rowdy drunken songs pour out of the propped open doorway.

Xavena, you find a nice little spot near the eastern edge of town where you can lay out in the grass and work on the armor. It all cleans up nicely, you're sure in the morning you'll be able to find a vendor if you would like.
Jul 15, 2017 9:56 pm
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Jul 18, 2017 2:08 pm
Ada still covered in dirt and sweat from burying the bodies walks right into the bar and has a seat at the bar Just one of your coldest strongest ales please. she say to the bar tender
Jul 18, 2017 2:46 pm
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Ada, you sit down at the bar and a large gruff human turns to you, looking you up and down. That'll be a single silver piece, lass. he says as he pulls a bottle out from under the bar. With a tight grip on the body of the bottle, he mutters a word and the battered iron band around his finger glows momentarily and you see a slight rime of frost form on the bottle.

Here y'are.
Jul 18, 2017 4:27 pm
At one of the tables near the fireplace, Baraq tries the stuffed rabbit with a side of ale.
Jul 19, 2017 6:54 am
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When you emerge from your sequestered bath, around an hour or so after you sank beneath the warm water, you notice the fine purple and green dress you had been admiring some days ago laid out gently on your bed, with nary a wrinkle to be found. A crisp piece of parchment is folded atop the dress. You also notice a set of leather armor with impressions of dolphins, fish, and shells laid out for you. Finally, between dress and armor, there is a coil of very fine rope twisted and bound into a transportable bundle.
[ +- ] Folded Parchment
Cat holds the letter to her chest, a lump forming in her throat. She resists the urge to run and find Rolen right this moment and hug him tight. The poor thing! She puts the letter down gently on the bed and admires the dress and the armor, running her fingers over the patterns. So pretty when she was admiring them back in the shop, priceless now that she knows the gifts come from Rolen's heart. She sits on the bed and picks the letter back up, reading it over and over. What should I do?
Jul 22, 2017 2:01 pm
Ada thanks the man for the cold brew before chugging it done and leaving the bar in search of a church of some sort
Jul 22, 2017 4:58 pm
You easily find a small chapel, however, the door is locked and no lights burn inside when you get there. It's about a 10 minute walk between the chapel and the tavern.
Jul 24, 2017 12:15 pm
Ada sits down near the door and struggles to stay awake before falling asleep on the ground
Jul 24, 2017 1:03 pm
Tick tock timey wimey stuff.

The morning sun crests the horizon. Aera and Xavena, as you're sleeping outside, you're some of the first awake.

Those of you in rooms in the tavern, a gentle knock on the door starts your rousing process if you aren't already awake.

Ara, shortly before the sunrise, you are awoken by a gentle shake. When you open your eyes, a haggard looking man in worn vestments looks down at you with a smile.

Come in lass, come have a drink and some bread.
Jul 24, 2017 2:34 pm
Ada wakes quickly Yes Sir thank you. Ada quickly dusts off the best she can and taking a knee before entering the chapel
Jul 24, 2017 3:37 pm
When you make your way into the chapel, the priest leads you to a side room with a simple table with warm loaves of bread, a few casks of watered wine, and a basket of apples. A teen girl and boy in simple clothes, each with a similar look about them, sit on either side of the table eating a bit. The old man sits at the head and gestures to the benches.

Please, sit, join us.
Jul 24, 2017 3:51 pm
Cat, who fell asleep curled up on the bed with Rolen's letter clutched tightly to her chest, wakes at the knocking. "Who is it?"
Jul 24, 2017 3:57 pm
Evelyn Larkbill, love. We met last night. I've got your hot breakfast. Would ye like cider or ale this morning? a soft voice says through the door. You recognize her from the tavern last night, one of the serving ladies.
Jul 24, 2017 4:06 pm
Cat opens the door for Evelyn. "Good morning. Uh, cider, please." she says in a small voice. It's obvious she's been crying.
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Jul 25, 2017 12:25 am
Krieger answers the door somewhat irritably, having been interrupted in his morning preparations. "Yes, yes, what is it?"
Jul 25, 2017 4:21 pm
Ada sits at the table and eat very little before saying Priest I am struggling with my faith.
Aug 3, 2017 2:48 am
I stand outside the inn, waiting for the others to rouse and leave.
Aug 3, 2017 3:57 am
Baraq rouses from her outdoor slumber at first light. The events of the prior evening were not to her liking, and she is eager to leave this boring little town to continue the journey.
Aug 3, 2017 9:22 am
Part of Catriona is glad Evelyn has made no comment about her tear-swollen eyes and the dress on the bed, but another part of her wishes she could confide in the woman. She takes her meal gratefully and washes her face. Then she dresses in her travel clothes and the beautiful leather armor. She takes the bundle of rope and examines it carefully before strapping it to her pack. Then, all geared up for the day's adventure, she takes a deep breath and goes down to the common room.
Aug 3, 2017 10:57 am
Where she finds Rolen, passed out with his face buried in his arm at one of the tables; a tankard lays on it's side next to him, the contents have since spilled out on the table and floor.
Aug 4, 2017 1:10 pm
OOC:
Apologies for the delays everyone...
Krieger, at your question, you hear through the door, It's Evelyn. Evelyn Larkbill sir. I've come to bring your breakfast and find out if you'd prefer cider or ale this morn?

Ada, as you you come out with your statement, he looks down at you with a quiet kind of sorrow in his eyes. But you recognize the signs my child. You are not so far turned from the light that you are incapable of return. Please, tell me of your struggle.

The rest of you that purchased breakfast options are given your choice of drink. If you didn't purchase an amenity, you are able to partake of the cold cheese and warm bread available in the tavern proper. Those of you at the other inn, they have a bowl of fruit available to choose from and drinks for purchase.
Aug 5, 2017 8:31 pm
Baraq gobbles down breakfast, huge chunks swallowed through her gullet. One her meal is done, she waits outside by the wagon for the others to depart.
Aug 10, 2017 6:22 am
I've allowed others to harm people. I couldn't stop them them. They were all killed. I understand the reasoning but even bandits and thieves should be allowed redemption. No one really knows their struggles. I should have tried harder.
Aug 10, 2017 6:36 am
After some indecision, Catriona squares her shoulders, marches over to Rolen, and taps him on the shoulder "Rolen. Wake up."
Aug 10, 2017 7:20 am
Rolen groggily sits up, his once pristine hair is now a disheveled mess, his upright posture is now slouched over. As his senses come back to him and he realizes it's Cat, he sits up straight "What...What are you doing in here, Catriona?" It is clear he still isn't completely there.
Aug 11, 2017 6:57 am
"This is the common room, Rolen." Cat says softly. "Look, I got your letter," she says, holding up the parchment, her other hand on her hip. "But you're not getting rid of me so easily. I'm really sorry you lost your wife and daughter, but you don't make friends and then toss them aside when things get tough. We are friends, aren't we?"

"And besides, friends or not, you and I have to work together. We signed a contract, remember?"
Aug 11, 2017 1:52 pm
@Ada
The priest purses his lips and bridges his fingers together. That is a serious weight to carry on your shoulders, my daughter. You are not wrong that all should be given a chance to repent. But even the gods don't interfere with every decision. Did you try to stop them? Did you try to do right by your code? Why does the weight of the souls of these others pull down on you so heavily?
Aug 11, 2017 6:17 pm
Rolen looks around as reality come back to him, seeing Cat was correct, he sits in quiet shame as she speaks to him; involuntarily wincing when she mentions his wife and daughter. After Cat has finishes he wipes his face, trying to remove the horrible feelings he is having but to little effect. "Get rid of you? What gave you that idea? Getting rid of you is nowhere near my list of things I wish to do." Rolen pauses while he tries to get his hair back in order before continuing "I've lied to you, Catriona, where that leaves us is for you to decide. If you'll excuse me, I'm going to clean up before we head out." He gets up and begins walking to his room, making it only a couple feet before stopping. He stands for a moment, lost in thought, before looking over his shoulder at Cat
[ +- ] Awakened Mind
He then resumes his course to go to his room and get cleaned.
Aug 13, 2017 5:05 am
Catriona watches Rolen leave. She's more than a little confused. "I don't get it, Chuck-Chuck. He says he doesn't want to get rid of me. But his letter said he doesn't want to see me. Did he just mean he didn't want to see me yesterday? I didn't even get to thank him." Her brow furrowed, Cat heads outside and finds Baraq and Xavena waiting by the group's wagon. Chuck-Chuck scurries into Catrion's pack when he sees the aaracokra. "Good morning," Cat mumbles.
Aug 13, 2017 3:29 pm
Baraq squawks in acknowledgement.
Aug 14, 2017 4:15 pm
Krieger takes a moment to clear his throat. "Cider, if you don't mind. Thank you, Evelyn." He then returns his attention to the chalk circle he has drawn on the floor of his room, with the weapons he took from those bandits piled in the center.
Aug 16, 2017 3:52 am
Dramasailor says:
@Ada
The priest purses his lips and bridges his fingers together. That is a serious weight to carry on your shoulders, my daughter. You are not wrong that all should be given a chance to repent. But even the gods don't interfere with every decision. Did you try to stop them? Did you try to do right by your code? Why does the weight of the souls of these others pull down on you so heavily?
Their souls weight on me because they weren't given a chance. I feel like those I travel with have no Gods. I wish to help all that I can with finding peace and those men didn't get a proper funeral.
Aug 19, 2017 3:05 am
I look to Catriona, shaking my head in disapproval. "You hunt as an animal but continue to sleep as one of them, in those prisons of fabric and feathers, crafted by stranger's hands. Why?"
Aug 28, 2017 11:54 am
Hmph. Children. I walk past her and slide into the front seat of the wagon. "Are we leaving, or do we have to wait for the others again?"
Aug 28, 2017 4:41 pm
Baraq shrugs with a squawk, perched on the side of the wagon. She seems resigned to the wait and preens the feathers on her wings.
Aug 28, 2017 4:58 pm
Moofsalot says:
I look to Catriona, shaking my head in disapproval. "You hunt as an animal but continue to sleep as one of them, in those prisons of fabric and feathers, crafted by stranger's hands. Why?"
"Prisons?" Catriona echoes, smoothing her clothes with her hands. "These are to help me survive. I don't see why they can't be beautiful at the same time."
Aug 29, 2017 1:46 am
"Survive? You have more than enough for survival. A pelt will serve you better than that will. And walls like at those inns you hole up in are built to keep those like us out." All those people and their looks of disapproval. As if they're better than me.
Aug 29, 2017 1:23 pm
Aera lands on the ground near to the wagon, "What's taking so long to leave?" he asks.
Aug 29, 2017 5:38 pm
OOC:
I hate work, that's what's taking so long.
@Ada
My daughter, their souls are not your worry. Vagabonds that set upon travelers have already had their chance. At some point, even the gods above recognize that chances are finite. As for your traveling companions, if you've done your level best to let them know the results of their actions and they do it anyway, you're not diminished in faith or belief. You can show the horse the pond, but you cannot make them drink of its bounty.

@Everyone else
The sun has risen and your morning ablutions made. You've found yourselves near to the wagon but are still missing Ada. You can choose to set out now or wait for Ada.
OOC:
My apologies for the horrid attention to this one :(
Aug 29, 2017 5:45 pm
Baraq stretches her wings, then ruffles her feathers. She rebalances on the side of the wagon and resumes waiting.
Aug 31, 2017 5:46 am
With a tear in her eye she looks at the man Thank you. That is something I should have known but sometimes one needs to hear it from someone else. My faith may not be fully restored but I do feel a bit closer than I was a few moment ago.
Sep 7, 2017 12:56 am
The priest smiles softly and walks to Ada's side, squeezing her shoulder.

The gods have marked you my child. Your destiny awaits elsewhere, go spread the word.
Sep 11, 2017 3:12 pm
Thank you Ada smiles as she heads off in search of her traveling companions.
Sep 11, 2017 7:03 pm
Baraq eyes the sky, gauging possible wind based on the clouds and other environmental cues.

Rolls

Nature - (1d20+5)

(17) + 5 = 22

Sep 12, 2017 1:47 pm
Ada comes across the rest of the party milling around their carts anxiously. You all set out from the town, heading further north.

Baraq, as you eye the sky, you see that there are heavy clouds in the distance and the wind is starting to pick up to a stiff level. If you had to guess, you'll be reaching the storm on the horizon in a few hours ground-time.

Rolls

Secret Roll

Sep 12, 2017 3:54 pm
Baraq squawks as the party begins to move, "Storm ahead. Seek shelter." She remains perched upon the wagon, electing not to exhaust herself in the strong winds.
Sep 20, 2017 12:48 am
You ride about two hours north when you start to encounter strong gusts of wind and splatters of rain starting to splash against you. Unfortunately, there aren't many wooded areas here, mainly rolling plains.

What are your plans?
Sep 21, 2017 6:51 pm
Baraq tries to find someplace in these rolling plains that will provide the best chance of shelter, even if they have to tip the cart on its side to block the wind and rain.

Rolls

Survival - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Sep 21, 2017 6:52 pm
Aera takes to the skies to help find a safe location to take shelter.

Rolls

Survival - (1d20+2)

(19) + 2 = 21

Sep 22, 2017 12:59 pm
As your avian friends leap to the air, battling the winds, they seem to disappear into the hazy mess of fog rolling in.

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Sep 22, 2017 1:24 pm
Catriona looks up at the storm nervously. She always loved playing in the rain, but a storm like this is something else. She finds herself almost wishing she were back home in the mansion.
Sep 22, 2017 1:52 pm
Aera comes down to the others, "Storm will be here a while," he says, then points off the road, "There's a hill over there. Shelter there?"
Sep 22, 2017 4:48 pm
Baraq starts to guide the wagon in the direction Aera indicates. "No delays. Move to hill, now." She proceeds onward, giving little regard to any objections.
Sep 22, 2017 5:14 pm
"Let's hurry now please." Catriona calls out in horse-tongue to the horses pulling the wagon.
Sep 29, 2017 1:33 pm
The lot of you move towards the hill, guiding your obstinate pack animals and carts along with you. It takes you nearly an hour to actually make the transit off the road and over the rolling hills. The rain started falling in earnest about fifteen minutes in, quickly soaking everything through to the bone.

When you finally reach the cave, you see that it is certainly large enough inside to accommodate your vehicles as well as all of you. It isn't a particularly comfortable fit, but it does all fit. In a small amount of time, the entire cave begins to smell faintly of wet animal.

About twenty minutes after you reach the cave, the last vestiges of light fade away from the sky as steely-black clouds finish rolling in, bringing ripping streaks of lightning and cacophonous peals of thunder to the countryside.
Sep 30, 2017 11:21 pm
Baraq shelters as best she can.
Oct 2, 2017 2:42 am
I shift into the form of a wolf, shake the moisture from my fur, and then curl into a ball in a comfortable spot in a corner of the cave.
Oct 2, 2017 1:48 pm
Baraq lights a torch and moves to inspect the cave. Other creatures may have also taken residence within.
Oct 2, 2017 2:22 pm
With practiced ease, Aera moves forward with Baraq, trying to be as silent as possible. He feels the familiar thrill course through him as he anticipates what they might find within. This is where he belongs.

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+7)

(19) + 7 = 26

Oct 2, 2017 6:29 pm
As you move forward into the cave, it looks pretty bland. A large cave, but no identifiable secret doors, passages, or scary things. There are a few scattered piles of bones, but they look to be fairly old. The floor is hardpacked dirt, and the walls are smoothly worn stone.
Oct 5, 2017 2:37 am
Satisfied for the moment that no owlbears have taken residence in the cave, Baraq rejoins the party. "Sleep. I take first watch," she squawks.
Oct 15, 2017 2:02 am
You sleep through the night, taking your turns at watch and nothing seems to threaten you. When you wake in the morning, the rain continues to pour down, unabating. A cool breeze blows into the mouth of the cave as the stench of wet everything starts to build in the small space.
Oct 15, 2017 9:12 pm
"Smells like home."
Oct 16, 2017 12:53 pm
Aera sits at the edge of the cave, staring into the dreary sky. He sighs and climbs to his feet, Looks like I won't be flying much today... he thinks to himself with a sad sigh.
Oct 21, 2017 6:31 pm
Standing at the cave mouth, Catriona holds out her hand cupped to gather rain, and drinks. She offers some to her pet squirrel, too.
[ +- ] Beast Speech
Oct 25, 2017 12:21 pm
Chuck-Chuck looks at you, Catriona, and chitters softly before casting his head downward sadly. The rain outside looks like it hasn't abated much, still falling in heavy sheets reducing visibility to a few scant feet beyond the mouth of the cave.
Oct 25, 2017 2:47 pm
Aera stares forlornly out of the entrance of the cave, craving the open sky so he can stretch his wings and fly.
Oct 25, 2017 3:56 pm
Baraq takes two sticks of firewood and heads towards the back of the cave. She plants each stick upright into the ground, spaced one foot apart.

Returning to the group, Baraq grabs her javelins and stands a good distance from the sticks. "Slide the spear through," she says aloud, dropping all but one of her javelins. She carefully judges the angle, hefts her weapon, and gives a heave. She does not try to throw the javelin through the two sticks, but rather have the javelin hit the ground flat and slide along to pass between.

Looking to Aera, she points to another javelin to indicate his turn.

Rolls

Strength to throw Javelin far enough - (1d20+3)

(11) + 3 = 14

Dexterity to aim Javelin to slide along the ground - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Oct 25, 2017 5:00 pm
Baraq's javelin certainly has the oomph behind it to travel the length of the cave, but she misjudges the condition just slightly. The haft of the javelin manages to land on a small stone just enough to roll off target. The point clips the left stick and stops partway through the "gate".
Oct 25, 2017 8:34 pm
Aera picks up a javelin and follows Baraq's lead, throwing the javelin. Hopefully this will help to distract his mind from being trapped in here.

Rolls

Strength - (1d20+2)

(1) + 2 = 3

Dexterity - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Oct 25, 2017 9:24 pm
I pick up a javelin and unceremoniously chuck it towards the sticks.

Rolls

Strength - (1d20)

(20) = 20

Dex - (1d20+2)

(9) + 2 = 11

Oct 26, 2017 12:55 am
Aera's throw, while perfectly in line with the sticks, thuds point first into the floor and doesn't go much beyond there.

Xavena chucks her javelin, and hits the stick with enough force to knock it out of the dirt!
OOC:
By the way, this is a fun game you've got. :) If people want to continue, I figured DC10 on the strength check and DC15 on the dexterity check to successfully slide a javelin through the uprights.
Oct 26, 2017 1:04 am
"Good throw," Baraq says, heading down to retrieve the javelins and fix one of the uprights.
Oct 26, 2017 4:42 am
While the game seems a bit archaic and simple, there isn't much else to do in this cave waiting for the storm to pass. 'Perhaps it will be a good bonding experience between man and beast.' Rolen thinks as he stands at the throwing line awaiting Baraq's return. Being handed a javelin, he tests his luck at this "game".

Rolls

Strength - (1d20+2)

(18) + 2 = 20

Aim - (1d20+5)

(16) + 5 = 21

Oct 26, 2017 6:00 am
Baraq chirps appreciatively at the demonstration of skill.
Oct 26, 2017 9:45 pm
Rolen's javelin lands softly and slides directly through the upright sticks, clearing it without so much as brushing along the goals.

Outside the sky brightens in flashes as peals of thunder rip across the rolling hills. In the flashes of light, those of you watching the rain can see the silhouette of three figures about 40 feet outside the cave. Because of the rain, it's hard to see much of anything else.
Oct 27, 2017 9:34 am
"Who goes there?!" Catriona calls out as she rises to her feet and casts a spell.
OOC:
Casting Faerie Fire on the figures.
Oct 27, 2017 3:29 pm
In a brief flash of light, the figures are surrounding by a faintly pulsing glow, clearly showing them to be humanoid in nature.

Quick! I hear voices! Be careful Elyssa! a deep voice says, clearly trying to be heard over the rains. The figures move quickly towards the cave, drawing to the point they can see you inside.

A man in his early 40s; a woman around the same age, perhaps a year or two younger, and a young girl in her early teens appear in the torrential downpour, water dripping from their sopping hair.
Oct 27, 2017 4:07 pm
Baraq hisses, flaring her wings as she assesses the newcomers, visually inspecting their musculature and body-fat indices.

Rolls

Intimidation - (1d20+1)

(9) + 1 = 10

Insight - (1d20+3)

(9) + 3 = 12

Oct 27, 2017 5:04 pm
"I said, who goes there?" Catriona repeats, barring entrance to the cave.
Oct 27, 2017 7:00 pm
Hearing Cat call out, Rolen approaches to stand by her side, making the silhouette of his crossbow extremely visible "I would suggest answering the Lady and making your intentions known or prepare to share the fates of those before that tried to pull a fast one over us."
Oct 28, 2017 12:42 am
Aera squawks loudly as he grabs his bow and nocks an arrow.
Oct 28, 2017 12:14 pm
Please, we just seek shelter from the storm! A blast of lightning destroyed our home and we've been trying to find someplace warm and dry since! The man says as he advances on the cave with his arms in the air. M'name's Jessen.
Oct 28, 2017 4:52 pm
Baraq says to the others in the cave, "We eat the little one?"
Oct 28, 2017 7:07 pm
"For now, no. We invite them in, I wouldn't want to be caught out in that storm. If they prove to be a problem, we kill them and you can eat whichever you please."

Rolen lowers his crossbow "Come get shelter, Jessen; don't do anything stupid and we won't have a problem."
Oct 31, 2017 5:09 am
Baraq gathers up the javelins and sticks, now that less room is available for the improvised game.
Oct 31, 2017 5:52 am
Catriona relaxes her stance almost even before Rolen speaks. She fusses over the family, particularly the girl, finding a place for them by the fire, offering food, even passing one of her wine bottles to Jessen. "I'm Cat. What's your name?" she asks the girl. Chuck-chuck chitters, watching the newcomers curiously.
Oct 31, 2017 12:58 pm
Jessen nods appreciatively and moves into the cave after ushering the woman and girl in before him.

Thanks for - ah wow. You've quite the motley crew here don't you. Um. Yes. Thank you. he says, giving a small, but drippy, bow.

The girls looks between strands of drenched blonde hair. I'm Evelyn. a small smile and a rush of red creeps up her face as she pulls back a little.
Oct 31, 2017 1:47 pm
Aera moves directly in front of Evelyn and leans down, his beak just inches from her face. He cocks his head to the side curiously, "Why is the nestling out in a storm? Is that normal for humans?"
Oct 31, 2017 3:13 pm
Evelyn falls back onto her butt, trying to quickly move away from Aera, her eyes wide.

I - I - I - DADDY! she cries out, a tear starting to trickle down her face.

Jessen moves to her side. Hey! Can't you see she's scared?! No, it's not normal, but neither is this storm! Is it normal to have your home obliterated by lightning?
Oct 31, 2017 3:15 pm
Aera squawks confusedly, "My nest was destroyed by storms before. You just have to build a new nest," he says, "Is that not normal for human people?"
Oct 31, 2017 4:32 pm
Baraq stows her javelins into her harness, and now that Evelyn and Jessen have vacated some space from the fire, steals a spot closer to the warmth.
Nov 2, 2017 2:44 pm
Our house was not a nest! It had been my father's house before that, and his father built it for his family. No, we don't just rebuild usually! Jessen says angrily, hugging his daughter to his chest. She presses against him and turns to look at Aera.

What ARE you? she says between slowly reducing sobs.
Nov 2, 2017 6:01 pm
"I’ve survived without a home; I can tell you it’s easy enough."
Nov 5, 2017 5:29 pm
Jessen shoots you a look full of loathing and fear. We appreciate the shelter, even if it isn't exactly hospitable. But if this is the way you'll be treating us, we'll chance the storm! he said.
[ +- ] Insight 12
Nov 5, 2017 5:39 pm
"No, please stay!" Catriona says, trying to soothe the Jessen and his family. "Don't mind them, they're just not used to dealing with people. Please forgive me for being unwelcoming at the cave entrance. We've all been through quite a lot so please understand if we're slow to trust."

Rolls

Persuasion - (1d20+5)

(13) + 5 = 18

Nov 6, 2017 2:39 am
Aera cocks his head to the side and lets out a soft chirp, thoroughly confused by these humans.
Nov 6, 2017 6:01 am
Baraq's talons scratch the ground as she adjusts her perch by the fire.
Nov 6, 2017 1:42 pm
Jessen's shoulders stoop a little as Catriona speaks to him. No, really, I understand. This whole damn storm has me frazzled. Blew up out of nowhere, and stronger than I've seen this far inland. Would it help to sit and tell your tale? he offered.
Nov 6, 2017 4:14 pm
"We'd rather hear yours. Tell us about your home."
Nov 13, 2017 3:50 pm
"She said it was destroyed by lightning" I add helpfully.
Nov 13, 2017 3:58 pm
"I mean what was it like before?!" Catriona snaps at Xavena irritably. "I swear, you people need to learn some manners!"
Nov 13, 2017 4:46 pm
Jessen smiles at the infighting a little bit, happy to see that the storm has put everyone as on edge as he is.

Before? It was quiet. I'm a farmer. We had a little cottage and would keep our few animals. This storm, though, it struck our cottage. Sent burning chunks everywhere. By the time we got out of the wreckage and found our bearings, a tree had fallen over the fence, shattering it. The animals had all run into the woods. I knew we couldn't stay there, so I got the three of us headed this direction where trees weren't as likely to come down on our heads. We've been moving through the rains ever since. he said, looking down at his hands before a small cry hitches his chest, as if the loss finally hit him truly.
Nov 13, 2017 5:05 pm
"How many animals, and how far are the woods?" Baraq asks, mentally calculating sums.
Nov 13, 2017 6:16 pm
Five pigs, three sheep, two cows, four horses, a donkey, and a dozen chickens. Jessen said, quickly rattling off the numbers. Well, I don't rightly know how far away. We've been walking for several hours, didn't stop to sleep at all. Couldn't find any shelter.
Nov 14, 2017 12:28 pm
Rolen walks up to the man, almost touching him, his crossbow still hanging at his side. With a low voice, he whispers "Get the little one to sleep; you have my word that she, and by association you, will not be harmed."
Nov 14, 2017 2:02 pm
Jessen nods and goes to collect Evelyn. He walks her over next to the cave wall and gets her situated. Sitting with her for a few moments, he hums a soft song to her, low enough that it's hard to hear. In a few short minutes, she slips off to sleep. He stands and walks back to the group.

Thank you sir. I - I don't know what we would have done had you not been good - people. The last word said with just a touch of hesitance.
Nov 14, 2017 4:10 pm
"Save your thank you's for when you safely leave." Rolen turns and settles against the cave with a clear view of Evelyn.
Nov 16, 2017 9:13 pm
The rest of the day passes in relative quiet. You hunker down for the night, setting appropriate watches. When you rise in the morning you are greeted with a crystal blue sky, not a cloud in sight. The breeze is slightly cool and everything is soaked through and through, turning the ground into a muddy pit.
Nov 17, 2017 4:07 pm
Baraq steps out of the cave and stretches her wings wide, puffing out her chest as she takes in a deep breath of the morning air. She hops up the cliffside adjacent to the cave entrance to preen and clean her feathers as part of her pre-flight ritual.
Nov 17, 2017 6:39 pm
"Good morning!" Catriona greets Jessen and his family. "It seems the storm's passed. I expect we'll be hitting the road a ain soon, though I'm not entirely sure if our wagon can handle this muck. What about you? Will you be returning to your farm to rebuild?"
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Nov 20, 2017 2:04 am
Ignoring the human family, Aera does a quick stretch before rushing out of the cave and launching himself into flight. Once he's well above the ground he stops flapping and spreads his wings to glide on the air currents, happy once again to be in the sky.
Nov 20, 2017 2:51 am
Baraq continues to preen, ensuring that nothing is lodged between her feathers that might affect her flight. Soon after, she explodes into the sky, stretching her wings to catch the warming air.
Nov 20, 2017 4:20 am
I look through my belongings to make sure nothing has been stolen.
Nov 20, 2017 2:25 pm
As you look through your things, it's all still there. Jessen looks to Catriona.

Aye, we probably should return to the farm. At least see if anything can be salvaged. Now that it's a bit clearer out, I think we can easily find our way back. he says, standing to stretch. Again, we thank you for your hospitality. they stand together and shake hands and hug around as people are willing to do. They make their way out of the cave and start trudging toward the forest some 500 feet away. The mud makes it slow going for them, and they start to climb one small hill about halfway between you and the forest.

As they reach the peak of the hill, you see Jessen stumble backwards, before he drops to one knee, the feathered shaft of an arrow standing proudly from his shoulder.

Combat! Bold below may act
Rolen
Bad Guys
Xavena
Baraq
Cat
Aera
OOC:
Since we've had no posts from either Krieger or Ada in quite a bit, unless they show up, they are officially not with you all. Not sure quite how we'll write them out yet....

Rolls

Aera, Rolen, Baraq, Cat, Xavena - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d20+4, 1d20+2, 1d20+2)

1d20+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

1d20+5 : (19) + 5 = 24

1d20+4 : (5) + 4 = 9

1d20+2 : (6) + 2 = 8

1d20+2 : (9) + 2 = 11

Secret Roll

Nov 20, 2017 3:01 pm
OOC:
How far away are Jessen and his family?
Nov 20, 2017 3:06 pm
OOC:
Sorry, they are about 220 feet from the mouth of the cave.
Nov 20, 2017 3:30 pm
Rolen "Quickly! If you don't feel like protecting them, think of who they will target when they are done with the farmers." He makes a dead sprint towards Evelyn.
OOC:
Action: Dash
Movement

60 feet.
Nov 20, 2017 3:40 pm
Two more arrows sail out of the woods, falling short of the farmer and his family. Jessen struggles back to his feet. He points towards the cave and Evelyn and Elyssa turn and slip as they head back down the muddy hill, tumbling over as they fall.

Combat! Bold below may act
Rolen
Bad Guys
Xavena
Baraq
Cat
Aera
Nov 20, 2017 4:00 pm
Baraq considers her options, and decides to equip her shield and grasp a javelin.

"What's their range? I'm hungry for eyes on toast!" she squawks in Aarakocra to Aera in the sky. The barbarian then launches herself forward, wings pushing the air to give herself speed.
OOC:
Dash action, 50*2 = 100 feet of flight.
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Nov 21, 2017 3:56 pm
OOC:
Since I'm out flying, I don't know how far away I am right now, so I'll roll with disadvantage, just in case. I'll let our DM decide if it applies or not.
Aera squawks in alarm as the nice human family is shot at. With an angry screech to Baraq, "I can't see them!", he flies toward the woods and looks for one of the shooters. If he sees one, he fires on them with his bow.
OOC:
If Aera can't spot them, then he will take the dash action to move closer
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Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(3) + 4 = 7

Attack (Disadvantage?) - (1d20+7, 1d20+7, 1d6+5)

1d20+7 : (20) + 7 = 27

1d20+7 : (16) + 7 = 23

1d6+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

Nov 21, 2017 5:00 pm
Cat sprints up the hill towards Evelyn and her mother. She pulls her little wooden shield off her back and it sprouts thorns and spikes as she straps it to her arm. "Run!" she calls out "Get to the cave! We'll get Jessen!"
OOC:
Dash action (60ft). Shillelagh.
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Nov 23, 2017 4:21 am
Shaking my head, I shift into the form of a direwolf and dash towards the action.
OOC:
100 ft total
Nov 23, 2017 6:19 pm
The group begins closing the gap on the likely archer's nest. Xavena makes it almost to where Evelyn and Elyssa lie on the ground. Baraq is able to spot somewhat of movement through the trees and starts streaking that way as Xavena turns into a wolf. Aera catches sight of a leather cap through the trees and looses an arrow. It somehow manages to find its way through the foliage. A shriek of pain goes up as the sharp tip finds a home in something. Several small birds take to the sky in a flurry.

Combat! Bold below may act
Rolen
Bad Guys
Xavena
Baraq
Cat
Aera
Nov 25, 2017 4:17 am
Rolen continues his dash towards Evelyn "Go quickly, get her to safety! I will cover you retreat."
OOC:
Action: Dash
Movement
60 feet.

I'm not sure positions but, if possible, I'd like to stand as cover for Evelyn.
Nov 25, 2017 4:26 am
OOC:
This is also my intention. Protect the girls with my shield or a tanky wildshape if necessary and get them back to the cave.
Nov 30, 2017 4:08 am
Only a single arrow sails out of the trees this time, aimed for Jessen. It barely manages to nick the man, but causes him enough pain that he drops to one knee with a vehement curse.

RUN, THEY AIN'T PROTECTED! you hear yelled out among the trees.
[ +- ] General Positions
Combat! Bold below may act
Rolen
Bad Guys
Xavena
Baraq
Cat
Aera
Nov 30, 2017 4:41 am
Seeing that Jessen is still alive, Baraq decides to hone in on the source of the shout. Javelin ready, she pumps her wings to close the distance and hopefully identify who the aggressors are, ignoring Jessen and his delicious eyes for the time being.
OOC:
Dash action for total of 100-feet flight movement. If she spots the Bad Guys and they'd be within melee next round, Baraq will take a bonus action to Rage.
Nov 30, 2017 4:47 am
OOC:
If I didn't need to use my action to dash and still have it, I'll ready my action to attack if any threat pops up.
Nov 30, 2017 3:17 pm
Aera moves in closer and fires another shot at an archer.

Rolls

Attack! - (1d20+7, 1d6+5)

1d20+7 : (17) + 7 = 24

1d6+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

Dec 2, 2017 8:08 am
Cat keeps running uphill until she reaches Evelyn and Elyssa. She casts a spell at the source of the voices before turning to run for the cave with the girls.
[ +- ] Entangle
Dec 6, 2017 2:48 pm
OOC:
Xavena, what's the play? :-D
Dec 8, 2017 8:41 pm
I pick up the smaller one, throw her on my back and run.
Dec 11, 2017 4:16 pm
Aera's arrow sails into the trees and you hear another squawk of pain and then, DAMN YOU! I GIVE UP! comes from the treeline.

As Cat's spell causes plants to grow rapidly in the brush, you hear exasperated complaining from a single voice, more mutterings than actual words.

Xavena scoops Evelyn up and runs back towards the cave, Elyssa just behind her.

Baraq, as you get close, you can see one man's body wrapped up in vines with two arrows sticking out of his chest. Another man is on his knees as plants grow around him.

Combat! Bold below may act
Rolen
Bad Guys
Xavena
Baraq
Cat
Aera
Dec 12, 2017 1:26 am
Seeing and hearing that the child is safe, Rolen makes his way forward to deal with any remaining threat.
OOC:
If I see anyone who isn't vined or surrendering, I'll fire; if no one fits that or I can't see anyone I'll continue towards the fray.

Rolls

Crossbow - (1d20+7, 1d8+5)

1d20+7 : (4) + 7 = 11

1d8+5 : (8) + 5 = 13

Dec 13, 2017 2:08 pm
Rolen approaches and sees that there are no currently "credible" threats remaining. One of the assailants is dead, the other is actively restrained. If there was anyone else, you don't see or hear them at this point.

The bound man looks up at you, a small tear in his eyes. We give up! Er - I give up, since you done killed Yarlan. Just lemme go, I won't give you any troubles.

For now we'll call that combat over, feel free to post as you'd like.
Dec 13, 2017 5:16 pm
Baraq dives down at a screech, then stops to hover just beyond the vines lest she fall victim to their entanglement (she presumes). With her javelin poised, she hisses, "What do you want?"
Dec 13, 2017 5:20 pm
We was just lookin' for a quick coin, honest. That storm hit, most people lost houses. Yarlan and Frederick came up with this plan. Yarlan and I would head off and ambush anyone that we came across, get their money and take it back to Frederick. I figured it'd be a good way to get a few coin, no one was supposed to die from it. A little injured maybe, but that was it, honest. Wasn't tryin' to hit the old man, not really.
Dec 13, 2017 5:27 pm
"Where is this Fred-o-reeck?" Baraq continues, lowering closer to the slain Yarlan.
Dec 13, 2017 5:34 pm
About two miles off that way, in a little shack in the woods. he says, jerking his head off towards the east.
Dec 14, 2017 5:07 am
OOC:
I take it the two druids are back by the cave with the mom and daughter and aren't hearing this? How's the father doing?
Dec 14, 2017 7:38 am
"If you weren't trying to hit anybody, your aim is terrible," Baraq squawks angrily, and with added emphasis she thrusts her javelin at the restrained man.

Rolls

Javelin, Advantage (Restrained), Piercing Damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d6+5)

1d20+5 : (12) + 5 = 17

1d20+5 : (15) + 5 = 20

1d6+5 : (4) + 5 = 9

Dec 14, 2017 8:41 pm
Aera doesn't land, but instead flies above, looking for any enemies that may approach.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(6) + 4 = 10

Dec 16, 2017 4:51 am
Baraq's javelin stabs through the cowering man's throat, sending a spurt of blood splashing down his chest as his eyes widen in shock, staring up at the avian. His mouth worked silently for a second before his eyes went dull and lifeless.

Aera, you don't see any other enemies.
Dec 16, 2017 7:13 am
Baraq takes a moment to snatch the man's eyes, pulling them free from the lifeless head. She checks if the entangling vines maintain their grip, and if they do, turns in mid-air and flies towards Jessen's last known location.
Dec 19, 2017 4:22 am
Once back at the cave, I revert to my normal form. "Next time there's danger, dive for cover."
Dec 19, 2017 9:07 pm
Aera flies over and lands near the family, "Are you all unhurt?" he asks.
Dec 20, 2017 3:05 pm
Everyone has reconvened at the cave, Jessen the slowest moving of them. He managed to stop the bleeding, but he's definitely wounded to the point that leading a walk back to anywhere is likely not going to happen any time soon.

Those damn ruffians. I knew them boys, they used to be little prigs as children and grew up bad. If the tree is bad, so is the fruit, says I. Their daddy was hanged as a thief years ago. Shows they aren't any better. We can't thank you enough for the protection. I've got only a few silver on me, but you're welcome to it as payment for the help. he says, voice echoing the pain in his eyes.

Evelyn watches in wonder as Xavena shifts back from a wolf.

That's - oh wow! How did you do that! That was amazing! Are all the animals in the woods like that? Could I do that? To be an owl would be so much fun! she exclaims excitedly, the idea of shapeshifting completely obliterating any weird feelings she had from the night before.

Elyssa sits with Jessen, worrying over his wounds.

If anyone checks the bandits bodies, they recover two suits of leather armor, two longbows with four arrows each, two rusty short swords, and a pouch with 12 gold.
Dec 20, 2017 4:28 pm
Baraq seems disappointed that Jessen lived, hovering over him as he limped back to the cave like a vulture. When everyone has rendezvoused, she gives an eye to Aera

She looks at the tired family quizzically. Finally, she hops over to Elyssa and Jessen, leaning her sharp beak down to the farmer. "Where is two miles east?" she asks, with a cluck.
Dec 20, 2017 4:35 pm
"Keep your coin, Jessen. In fact, here is 10 gold to help you rebuild your home and keep your family safe." As Catriona pushes the gold into the man's hands, healing energy courses from her and heals his wounds.

Rolls

Cure Wounds - (1d8+3)

(6) + 3 = 9

Dec 21, 2017 1:57 pm
Two miles east is, well, it's two miles that way. Jessen says, a bit confused. When Cat presses the coin into his hands, a small tear wells up.

Oh, thank you, really thank you so much. Please, may Lathander bless you and your journey! he says, hugging Catriona before moving back to his wife and daughter. We should go now, try to make it back to the farm. See what the damage is in the light of day. If you all find yourselves back here, please stop off at our farm, we would love to see you all again.
Dec 21, 2017 4:14 pm
Baraq's feathers ruffle briefly, then settle down. Looking between Catriona and Jessen, the barbarian holds her hand out to Jessen and gifts the remaining eye to him.

Perhaps satisfied that farmer customs have been observed, she turns to Aera and screeches in aarakocra, "Let us hunt! There is a Fred-o-reek left that may prove to be good sport!" Baraq begins to prepare her weapons, stringing her shortbow and seemingly ready to leave.
Dec 21, 2017 10:01 pm
Aera nods, "Let's go. It won't take long!" he replies, grabbing his bow once more.
Dec 23, 2017 3:46 am
Jessen looks down at the grisly trophy Baraq handed him and swallows.

Umm. Thank - you? I think? Yes. Thank you. he says, a hint of trepidation in his voice.
Dec 26, 2017 6:24 pm
Baraq stares at Jessen, then looks to the others. As if debating some moral dilemma, she thinks heavily for a few seconds. Then, she says in Common, "There is a Fred-o-reek east of here. The green archers said they came from that place. Perhaps you all wish to hunt, too?"
Dec 28, 2017 5:38 am
"Yes, let us hunt. And take the spoils. Maybe return some of it if we can."
Jan 3, 2018 5:06 pm
"Anyone else?" Baraq asks, scanning the occupants of the cave. "We leave now. Catch up if you decide later."

With that, she strides out of the cave and takes to the sky.
Jan 3, 2018 7:52 pm
Something feral inside Catriona feels the urge to hunt with Baraq and Xavena. But she hesitates. "What do you think, Rolen?"
Jan 4, 2018 12:11 am
Aera rushes out and takes off after Baraq.
Jan 4, 2018 6:14 am
Rolen is silent for a moment as he watches Baraq and Xavena begin to leave "As much as I would prefer to getting on with our mission, the dragonborn brings up a good point; they must have spoils, spoils that we can return to Jessen and his family. They aren't the best at picking out..." He looks at the gifted eye that was given to Jessen "valuables, so I think it is needed that someone cultured accompanies them."

Rolen smiles at Cat and gestures forward "After you, Lady."
Jan 4, 2018 8:21 pm
You all set off towards the woods, making good time towards the aforementioned shack where Frederick is supposed to be. Aera and Baraq, as you get closer, you note that you can't really see down through the forest canopy anywhere near to where the shack is. The pair of you set down near your party and from the ground, you can see a squat little log shack through the trees. A faint wisp of smoke rises from a hole in the roof and a glimmer of light can be seen under the door.
Jan 12, 2018 2:12 am
I say to no one in particular, "Talk to him, or set the shack on fire?"
Jan 12, 2018 3:13 am
"I'll get closer to take a look," Aera says before moving through the forest.

Rolls

Stealth - (1d20+7)

(2) + 7 = 9

Jan 15, 2018 2:21 pm
Aera heads towards the shack, however all that time in the air has proven to have duller his memory of how to walk quietly through the woods. Nothing cracking and creaking, the ground is still too wet for that, however, brushing up against the plant life raises enough noise.

You guys get back with the old farmer's coin? Old codger won't need it soon enough. calls a gruff voice from inside the shack.
Jan 15, 2018 3:29 pm
"You prefer your meat cooked?" Baraq asks in reply to Xavena, watching Aera's progress through the brush. She doesn't seem opposed to the idea, herself.
Jan 17, 2018 9:20 pm
Aera stops moving and raises his bow silently, ready to fire if the man peeks outside of the hut.

Rolls

Attack if he pops out - (1d20+7, 1d6+5)

1d20+7 : (4) + 7 = 11

1d6+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

Jan 21, 2018 7:25 am
"What's the plan?" Catriona whispers.
Jan 21, 2018 6:06 pm
"See what our scout reports," Baraq says.
Jan 21, 2018 6:29 pm
Aera, as you wait, no one peers out. However, after about a minute, the voice calls out again. Oy! You gonna answer me, or do I have to come beat an answer out of you?
Jan 21, 2018 10:52 pm
"Everyone get ready." Rolen states quietly as he pulls out a pouch. He grabs his throat with his other hand then bounces the pouch up and down, making the jingling sound of coins. Producing a rasped voice by tightening the grip on his throat, he calls back "Yea, yea, don't get your panties in a bunch, I got it. Crazy what that old bastard did to protect his family, my boys each took a dagger to the stomach and I got a glancing blow to the throat; had to run all the way back here."
Jan 24, 2018 2:02 pm
Wouldn'ta guessed the coot had it in him. Just a sec, we'll see if we can't bandage you up. the voice says. In a few moments, the battered door to the shack swings open and a strapping man steps out, leather bag in his hand. He hasn't looked up just yet, but when he does and sees the few of you there, his hand goes to his belt, realizing too late that his weapon isn't there.
Jan 24, 2018 3:19 pm
Catriona speaks a word, and the ground beneath the brigand's feet suddenly sprouts vines and thistles that lash out and grab the man.
OOC:
Casting Entangle.
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Jan 24, 2018 6:57 pm
"Depends on the meat."
Jan 25, 2018 3:30 am
Aera squawks, "Don't move!" he says dangerously.
Jan 25, 2018 4:30 am
Rolen removes his hand from his throat and casually puts his coin pouch away "Now, let me be crystal so there are no mistakes; we hold the power here, your boys aren't coming..." He draws his crossbow as he pauses "Well, I guess technically you could say they are partially here, thanks to some of my company here. So unless you want to end up in their digestive tract as well, you will do as we say when we say...or you can become bird shit."
Jan 25, 2018 1:25 pm
The man starts to resist the surge of plant growth around him, only to relinquish himself to the grasp when he realizes just how outnumbered he is. I - um - no. I don't want to be bird shit. Um, what - what do you lot want?
Jan 25, 2018 4:31 pm
Baraq looks between Rolen and the man, and appears disappointed that there won't be a chase. She walks over to the edge of the writhing vines, looking for a way to hover or cross over, poking at the entangling plants with her javelin. Finding no easy access to the man, Baraq flaps her wings until she finds a perch in the trees, settling into the trademarked pose of a waiting vulture as she stares downward.
Jan 26, 2018 2:58 am
"I simply want to know why you felt the need to put a child in danger and have your goons shoot her father in front of her for a bit of measly coins. They weren't well off, they just had their home destroyed. You attacked them after they slept in a cave, meaning they were followed or tracked. Why did you feel the need to put so much effort in making their lives more hell than it already is?" Rolen raises his cross bow so it is about centered with the man's lower torso so he doesn't get any ideas.
Jan 26, 2018 4:10 pm
We just figured that they'd come back to the farm. I had that lot waiting in the woods for whenever they'd come back. You may think it's a bit of measly coins, but you don't know how it is out here. Clearly. he says, looking you over quickly. No coin means no food. Out here, if you can't hold on to something, you don't deserve that something. he says, more defiantly than he's shown so far.
Jan 26, 2018 4:40 pm
Baraq shifts closer, moving to a new perch upon the roof of the shack, and resumes her patient stare at the man.
Jan 26, 2018 4:41 pm
"How about our avian friend here tears your limbs off, see how well you hold on to them?"
Jan 26, 2018 7:06 pm
"Are humans too weak to hunt for their own food, or just stupid?" I muse out loud.
Jan 26, 2018 9:52 pm
"Stupid, I think," Aera responds, not recognizing the question as rhetorical.
Jan 29, 2018 1:57 pm
I - I do like my limbs, but that's the law of the forests, innit? I beat on those I can, you beat on me and take mine. Let's not pretend you're any better'n me if that's what you're gonna do. Stuck up prigs, the lot o' ya. he says, fighting back against the bonds of the plants now, but unable to break them just yet.
Jan 29, 2018 2:23 pm
"There was a little girl!!!" Catriona fumes "That changes things! You wanna try and beat me, huh? You wanna try me?!?! Come on!"

With a snarl the little lady wavesilver dismisses the grasping vines and charges the man with a wild haymaker to the groin that misses badly.
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Rolls

Unarmed strike - (1d20+5)

(2) + 5 = 7

Jan 29, 2018 2:42 pm
OOC:
For giggles and grins, make that roll at advantage. He was surprised by the vines leaving and fell backwards, so he's prone.
Jan 29, 2018 2:48 pm
OOC:
LOL!
Last edited January 29, 2018 2:49 pm

Rolls

Advantage roll - (1d20+5)

(1) + 5 = 6

Jan 29, 2018 3:03 pm
OOC:
*cries while laughing* Well, that fits.
Catriona rushes forward, trying to punch the man in the groin. However, as shocked as he is at the vines leaving, causing him to topple over onto his back, a lifetime of crime and brigandry has given him a healthy respect for his groin. He scoots backwards, causing the young druid to punch the ground.

Woah woah there little one. No one cared about my son when they killed my wife because she wouldn't give up her coin. Why should I give a damn about that?
Jan 29, 2018 3:15 pm
Catriona faces off against the man, her fists clenched, visibly shaking from anger ,trying her damnedest not to cry. "Well then that makes you exactly like the people who killed your wife! You're a dung! No, you're less than dung! You're the shit from the bugs that eat dung!" Cat then spits in the man's face, spins on her heel, and stalks off.
Jan 29, 2018 3:58 pm
The man wipes the spit from his face, looks down at his hand in disbelief, and without thinking, surges to his feet, lunging towards Catriona, trying to grab hold of her shoulder. Make a DC23 Athletics or Acrobatics check to resist the grapple.
OOC:
Not going to bother with an initiative roll necessarily here, given that it's a single guy. He is able to get up and tries to grab Cat's shoulder.

Rolls

Secret Roll

Jan 29, 2018 4:12 pm
Catriona reacts instinctively to the man's vice-like grip on her shoulder: she yells something unintelligible, and a ghostly image of a bear appears in the air above her a split second before she changes shape into a snarling wolf. Both animals turn and snarl menacingly at the man.
[ +- ] Spirit Bond (Bear Spirit)
[ +- ] Catriona Wolf (Wildshape)
Last edited January 29, 2018 4:40 pm

Rolls

Athletics - (1d20+3)

(8) + 3 = 11

Jan 29, 2018 4:31 pm
Baraq watches from her perch. Her javelin is raised, ready to launch at the right opportunity.
Jan 29, 2018 5:24 pm
The instant he finds himself holding the fur of a wolf, his fingers snap open.

Oh shit - I - shitshitshit. is all he can seem to stammer out.

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Jan 29, 2018 9:37 pm
Aera nods, his suspicions confirmed, "Stupid."
Jan 29, 2018 11:47 pm
Rolen pulls the trigger of his crossbow, sending the bolt whizzing by Frederick's head, anger extremely apparent in his features and voice "The only reason that isn't protruding from your fucking skull right now is because of your son and the loss of your wife. Touch her again though and you will find my generosity doesn't extend a second time."
Jan 31, 2018 3:09 pm
Frederick ducks down, hoping to put even more space between the bolt and his skull. What the hell are you all? Where did you come from? Gods above... he said quietly, his voice trailing off with the last bit.
Jan 31, 2018 4:41 pm
Baraq waits patiently, with a single cluck noting her disapproval of Rolen's awful aim.
Feb 6, 2018 4:15 pm
Aera turns to Rolen, "Are we going to kill him now?" he asks, then turns to Baraq, "I want the left eye!"
Feb 6, 2018 4:35 pm
"Whose left? Yours or hi... bah, never mind," says Baraq, growing increasingly annoyed and frustrated with this poor example of human hunting methods. With a furious screech, she hops off her perch on the roof of the shack. Using the additional momentum of her descent, she thrusts her javelin at the man's chest.
OOC:
Bonus Action: Rage. I've added an Advantage roll if the man is still prone. If he is no longer prone, I will use Reckless Attack.

Rolls

Javelin vs Man, Advantage, Piercing Damage - (1d20+5, 1d20+5, 1d6+5)

1d20+5 : (7) + 5 = 12

1d20+5 : (5) + 5 = 10

1d6+5 : (2) + 5 = 7

Feb 7, 2018 1:21 am
Baraq's javelin slices open the man's shirt, and skids off the studded leather underneath it.

What the hell you! he says, pulling a dagger out from the back of his pants, flinging it at the avian. It sails wide, not coming anywhere near close.

The rest of you can take a turn at this point. We'll say you're in initiative. PCs all up now.
Feb 7, 2018 3:09 am
Aera cocks his head to the side and fires an arrow at the bandit, caught off guard by Baraq's sudden attack, but not enough to stop him from reacting.
Last edited February 7, 2018 3:10 am

Rolls

Attack/Sneak Attack - (1d20+7, 1d6+5, 1d6)

1d20+7 : (10) + 7 = 17

1d6+5 : (1) + 5 = 6

1d6 : (5) = 5

Feb 7, 2018 7:02 am
With a snarl Catriona lunges for the man's throat.
OOC:
That looks like a miss. Unless someone else is in melee with the man, in which case Cat has advantage from Pack Tactics.
[ +- ] Spirit Bond (Bear Spirit)
[ +- ] Catriona Wolf (Wildshape)
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Rolls

Bite - (1d20+4, 2d4+2)

1d20+4 : (8) + 4 = 12

2d4+2 : (44) + 2 = 10

Pack Tactics? - (1d20+4)

(12) + 4 = 16

Feb 7, 2018 9:01 am
OOC:
Both Aera and Baraq are in melee, I believe.
OOC:
Rolen will hold his action.
Feb 7, 2018 6:56 pm
Seeing no one in immediate danger, I stand back and watch.
Feb 12, 2018 1:32 pm
The arrow buries itself into the man's shoulder, causing him to howl in pain. Just as that lands, Catriona slams into the man, her teeth gnashing at his exposed neck. A small chunk of flesh comes off as the man topples to the ground, unable to resist the force of the wolf.

Frederick doesn't attempt to stand or fight, he lets out a whimper and tries curling up into a ball.

PCs are up.
Feb 12, 2018 7:10 pm
Baraq stands ready, javelin poised. She waits for wolf-Catriona to finish the job.
Feb 13, 2018 4:26 am
"Maybe she prefers them uncooked." I muse to no one in particular.
Feb 13, 2018 5:15 pm
Impassioned by thoughts of poor Evelyn and her parents, Catriona-wolf goes for Frederick's jugular.
[ +- ] Spirit Bond (Bear Spirit)
[ +- ] Catriona Wolf (Wildshape)

Rolls

Bite, advantage, damage - (1d20+4, 1d20+4, 2d4+2)

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

1d20+4 : (9) + 4 = 13

2d4+2 : (32) + 2 = 7

Feb 16, 2018 8:42 pm
With a snarl, Catriona-wolf rips out a chunk of the man's neck and a pulse of blood coats her furry muzzle. A faint gurgle escapes his lips before his chest stops moving and his eyes dull.
Feb 16, 2018 9:04 pm
"Good," Baraq says to Wolf-Cat, drawing her talons to open the man's chest. "Quickly now, take his heart and drink of his blood."
Feb 17, 2018 1:56 am
Catriona does as instructed. She gorges on the man's heart and sates her anger on his blood. Then she raises her head and howls.
Feb 20, 2018 5:31 am
I instinctively raise my head towards the sky and howl in response.
Feb 20, 2018 6:14 am
Baraq nods. "You lay claim to the spoils. Take your fill and we will divide the rest."
Feb 20, 2018 2:00 pm
As you search the hut, you find a small chest with 300 gold pieces, an assortment of mundane weapons in various states of disrepair, and three vials of a shimmery red liquid.
Feb 23, 2018 4:04 pm
Baraq helps carry what is taken from the hut, seeing that Wolf-Cat lacks the appropriate harness and saddlebags. She plucks both eyes from Frederick's body and, as claimed, gives the left one to Aera.
Feb 24, 2018 7:15 pm
Aera gratefully takes the eyeball and pops it into his beak. This hadn't gone how he'd hoped, but the man obviously had no sense of self-preservation or he wouldn't have fought back.
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Feb 28, 2018 3:56 am
OOC:
Where are you all headed from here?
Feb 28, 2018 4:45 am
OOC:
Back on track to find the Count's crown thingie I guess. Catriona will stay wildshaped for a while.
Feb 28, 2018 5:12 pm
OOC:
Shoot, do we know where Jessen's farm is?
Feb 28, 2018 5:44 pm
OOC:
I guess we could track them from the cave.
Feb 28, 2018 5:51 pm
OOC:
True; ultimately though, I think Rolen's decision depends on a DM answer. Drama, where are we in terms of pathing? Do we have to backtrack back to the cave or has heading to this bandit hideout lead us closer to our missions destination?
Feb 28, 2018 10:01 pm
As you collect yourselves, you all spend a few minutes putting your heads together to come up with a rough idea of where you are. This is the rough map you are able to sketch up in the dirt.
[ +- ] Map
Mar 6, 2018 7:35 pm
The hunting expedition over, Baraq takes flight to return to the cave and the wagon. She is intent on continuing their journey to the mountains and the fabled scepter.
OOC:
300 gold to split amongst the 5 members of the current party, should equal 60 gold per. Baraq will dip a talon into the vials to determine their contents.
Mar 6, 2018 7:44 pm
Baraq, as you sample the vials, you find that they are potions of healing.
Mar 6, 2018 7:50 pm
Baraq chooses to hold onto one, and gives the remaining two potions of healing to Catriona since she chooses to be in the fray quite often.
Mar 6, 2018 8:16 pm
Aera takes the lead for the party, moving slowly and not too far ahead in order to watch out for any danger along the way back.

Rolls

Perception - (1d20+4)

(1) + 4 = 5

Mar 9, 2018 7:22 pm
Baraq also takes to the sky, angled slightly behind and to the left as an appropriate wingman.
OOC:
Assisting Aera's perception to provide Advantage. Unless the DM would like me to roll my own Perception, then I'll add it below (otherwise, discard)

Rolls

Perception if it's needed - (1d20+5)

(18) + 5 = 23

Mar 9, 2018 8:47 pm
OOC:
If you want to take anything Jessen and family, you can do so, it'll just delay the story below by a day or so in game.
Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey Stuff

Your aerial supporters sail through the sky, eyes roaming the ground below. Between the two of them, they keep a careful watch, though nothing comes of it. It doesn't take overly long until your crew is able to meet back together at the cave. Your carts and livestock are right where you left them, though the horses have made their way out onto the fields to enjoy some fresh grass in your absence. The day is getting close to over, however, and steely gray clouds start rolling in once more.

You decide to hold out another night in the cave and set off with first light. The night passes without incident, and the weather seems to have blown over without much worry either. The sun breaks the horizon and birds sing their songs through the morning air. You pack your things and start the arduous task of heading back north along the road.

Thankfully, you're stricken with a bout of pleasant weather! Warm sun, gentle breezes, and clear blue skies dominate the next three days. You're able to acquire any food you'd like, and you make stop overs in little villages where rooms are offered free of charge. The next two days, the air turns a touch chillier. The mountains loom in the distance while you travel between the heaving hills of the Crags to the west and the leafy depths of the Lurkwood to the east. Near sundown the next day, you find yourselves crossing the River Mirar, en route to Mirabar. Guards, both human and dwarven, look sternly at you as you pass through the gates in the squat stone walls. Those of you familiar with the area (DC10 INT check) recognize that you are finally at the base of the mountains that have been your target since you left the crazed old man, Fecksmith. You are easily able to fine a tavern that appears to cater more to travelers than to local miners and secure cheap, but passable, rooms for the night.

You find your group seated around a nicely maintained wooden table in the corner of The Griffin's Gullet, steins or cups of whatever drink you desire. Plates of hearty meat and shallow bowls of thick stew sit in front of each of you.
[ +- ] Information from Fecksmith to refresh you from 15 months ago!
What to do and where to go/plan for the next steps.
Mar 9, 2018 9:22 pm
"Who knows where dead place is, where to find fancy stick?" says Baraq. "If no one, maybe someone here knows."

Rolls

Intelligence check - (1d20+3)

(13) + 3 = 16

Mar 12, 2018 2:45 am
Aera digs into the meat that he's been provided for them, not stopping until it's all gone. Once he's done, he turns to Baraq and shrugs, then turns to Rolen, seeing him as someone who would know how to get information.

Rolls

Int check - (1d20+2)

(17) + 2 = 19

Mar 13, 2018 4:08 am
I quickly master the art of shoveling both meat and stew into my mouth with both hands. I shrug at the question. "Don't know. Ask someone."
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Rolls

Int check - (1d20+1)

(7) + 1 = 8

Mar 13, 2018 12:37 pm
One of the humans moving around the tavern with mugs of ale stops by your table briefly, watching in wonder as the pair of avians dine alongside a dragonborn, as if she'd never before seen your races up close.

'Scuse me for pryin', but what kind of a dead place are you lookin' to find? she says, a bit nervously.
Mar 13, 2018 3:23 pm
"A tomb, in the mountain. You know it?"
Mar 13, 2018 3:35 pm
There's lots of tombs, all through the mountains. Dwarves bury all of their dead down there. Same with some o' them gnomes. That's a bit like askin' do you know that blade of grass on the ground or that pebble on the beach. the woman says, with a light scoff in her voice.
Mar 13, 2018 4:09 pm
"I’m surprised you know as much as you do." I return to eating.
Mar 13, 2018 4:59 pm
Baraq tears meat from the plate, tips her head back to swallow, and looks over the barmaid, specifically the amount of meat on her bones. Finally, she says, "King with the Long Arms."
Mar 14, 2018 1:17 am
The barmaid looks at Baraq with a strange look. King with the Long Arms? I've never heard of such a person. Usually it isn't the arms that people remember when talking about length! she says, not even blushing at the comment.
Mar 14, 2018 2:47 am
Rolen buries his head into his palm "You all are hopelessly lost." He raises his head and looks at the barmaid with a look of 'this is what I have to deal with' "It means the Lord of Long Reaches. We were told his final resting place was somewhere in the mountains north of Lurkwood."
Mar 15, 2018 1:46 am
Lord of the Long Reaches? I'm not familiar with the name. You may want to find Balandur though. The damned old man remembers every person that ever trod Toril, yes he does. He's over in the keep, but I wouldn't seek him out til morning. He retires early, old like he is. she says, winking at Rolen, quite taken with the man's look.
Mar 15, 2018 5:21 am
"You have my thanks for the information." Rolen gives the barmaid a nod, either not noticing her advances or ignoring them, his actions portray the latter though. He places two gold coins on the table as he stands "Enjoy the night on me; I require a break from the majority." He takes his leave and makes his way to his room.
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Mar 15, 2018 6:41 pm
Baraq returns to her meal. She intends to find a perch outside or under an eave when it's time to sleep.
Mar 15, 2018 8:50 pm
Aera seems satisfied and heads outside to find a quiet spot to sleep for the night.
Mar 20, 2018 1:39 am
You all tuck in for the night, either in bedrooms or atop the steep roofs of the inn itself.

The nice passes blissfully without incident and you are able to awaken pretty much whenever you'd like.

Baraq and Aera, in the morning, you see schools of fish swarming up the river you crossed the night before, if you were feeling floppy for breakfast.

For the rest of you the inn puts out a spread of fruits, meats, eggs, and breads in the morning. A small placard declares the price to be 5 copper for a plate, or 1 silver for an all you can eat pass.
Mar 20, 2018 1:48 am
Aera decides to enjoy nature and heads to the river to catch some fish, sharing the spoils of his endeavor with Baraq if she joins him.
Mar 20, 2018 3:55 am
Baraq does participate in the morning hunt, using her javelin to spear whatever they can catch.
Mar 22, 2018 3:52 am
I take leftover food that I have stored in my pockets and eat it for breakfast.
Mar 24, 2018 2:29 am
The pair of you easily get a fair amount of silvery trout. Throughout the morning, a ton of dwarves wander through the streets, heading towards the mines. Others ride off on carts, heading the same direction.
Mar 28, 2018 4:28 am
"Now what? We keep moving toward the mountain?"
Mar 28, 2018 5:48 am
"Find this Balan-Dur," says Baraq. "Where is this place that Keeps the one with knowledge of the Long Reach King?"
Mar 28, 2018 5:48 am
"No; we have to take a stop by the keep and find Balandur, he apparently holds a lot of knowledge."
Apr 4, 2018 11:54 pm
Baraq looks for one of the serving staff in The Griffin's Gullet, to find out where the keep is.
Apr 10, 2018 8:29 am
Catriona rouses late and finally joins the others in the common room. "Are we setting back out today? Heading for the mountains?"
OOC:
She didn't hear about Balandur.
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Apr 10, 2018 1:12 pm
Baraq, you easily find a serving wench wandering around delivering food. When you stop her, she smiles broadly at you, brushing a few errant blonde hairs out of her face.

The keep? It's back closer to the mountains. Easy enough to spot if you go three streets down that direction, and then turn right. Keep walking until you see the big gray building, you really can't miss it love. she says, her voice chipper. You setting out right away, can I get you a drink?

Cat, when you come into the common room, you see Baraq speaking with a serving wench and the others are milling about a table near the edge of the room.
Apr 10, 2018 3:39 pm
Baraq ignores the offer of a drink and returns to the table. "Big gray building. That way." Seemingly ready to head out, Baraq makes for the exit.
Apr 10, 2018 4:07 pm
Aera follows Baraq out the exit.
Apr 13, 2018 7:37 pm
I give a curt nod and follow.
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Apr 14, 2018 12:27 am
Rolen places a hand on Cat's shoulder "Yes but first we're stopping at a man's house who is said to have information on what we are looking for." He pauses and waits for everyone to leave "Is everything alright with you?"
Apr 14, 2018 4:24 am
Cat bites her lip. Up until the moment Rolen asked her she has been loathe to admit even to herself how she really feels, but it's like she can tell Rolen anything. "A little homesick, I guess. And in way over my head." She shakes her head, annoyed at her show of weakness. "What am I saying?! I HATE home! I'm never going back! I can do this!"
Apr 14, 2018 9:57 pm
Rolen lets out a 'tsk' "Such confliction at such a young age." He kneels down, keeping his hand on her shoulder "It is okay to miss something, even if you think you dislike it; especially something as intimate as your home. Most of your memories were made there, I'm sure you have some good ones—everyone does." He pauses, his eyes becoming glassed and a somber look falling upon his face "I... I hate my home to; not a second goes by when I'm there that I'm reminded of...them. Yet, I miss it all the same. You can love and hate something at the same time, they are not mutually exclusive to each other. I'd like to visit your home after all of this—perhaps then, you'll be more ready that you can give me a tour." He stands, gives her shoulder a light shake as he releases and smiles "As for you being over your head, I think we all are...but we will prevail nonetheless. Come, let's not let those birds start the introductions or at least try to salvage whatever hell they are no doubt going to put that old man through."
Apr 16, 2018 12:59 pm
You make your way through the early morning city watching as it comes alive. Dwarves and humans move through the streets, discussing business. There is some level of tension between many of the groups, but nothing that raises any alarm for you. Certainly it is less stress than you've heard in noble negotiations in your own homes, or among any of the people you've been a part of. True to the serving wench's word, you find the domineering keep easily enough. Heavy stones form a four story rectangular tower that sits behind a low wall. A heavy black gate stands open, flanked by a pair of humans in full plate with halberds in hand. Their helms have a large orange plume cascading down the back. As you approach, the one on the left holds out his hand.

Hold. Identify yourselves and your purpose please.
Apr 16, 2018 4:49 pm
Baraq tilts her head to the side, then angles her gaze as though judging the pecking distance. "Baraq. Going to Balan-Dur."
Apr 26, 2018 4:23 pm
You're here to see the old codger huh? Well, head on in. Inside the main hall, take the third hall on the left and four doors down on the right is his study. Just knock a few times, he may not hear otherwise.
Apr 26, 2018 4:43 pm
Baraq walks into the keep, following the directions until she arrives at the door. She decides to knock with her warhammer, twice.
Apr 26, 2018 4:56 pm
As you head to the specified door, you see that draperies hang along the walls, in stark primary colors. A variety of sigils are visible in the middle of the banners. Additionally, you see several suits of armor standing at the ready against the walls between the doors. When you arrive at the door, you see that it is made of heavy oak, banded in iron straps.

Your warhammer thumps loudly. At the first one, you hear a shocked Ahh! What?! come from behind the door. After the second, you hear, Alright alright. I'm comin'. No need to summon the cavalry! from inside. A moment later, and the door swings open, revealing an old hunched elf, with stringy hair falling down to his chest. What do you want, birdman?
Apr 26, 2018 5:02 pm
"Balan-Dur?" Baraq chirps.
Apr 26, 2018 5:56 pm
OOC:
Does Cat recognize any of the heraldry?

Rolls

History, if appropriate - (1d20+5)

(7) + 5 = 12

Apr 26, 2018 6:06 pm
Cat, as you look at the items, you don't immediately recognize most of them. They seem to be local houses, possibly mining guild symbols for some of them.
May 7, 2018 4:18 am
I push my way past the others. "You Balandur? We're looking for a dead Lord."
May 7, 2018 1:20 pm
Aye, aye. I'm Balandur. What's this? Dead Lord? No lords of the dead here. Maybe beyond the mountain there are those that would make a skeleton their lord. We down here prefer our lords breathing, thank you very much. he says, voice full of that grumpy old man tone.
May 7, 2018 4:13 pm
Baraq squawks, "Where is Long Reach King?"
May 8, 2018 1:50 am
Long Reach King? Who is - oh, do you mean the King of the Long Reaches? Aye, now that is a name I've not heard for many years. He's been dead near on to a thousand years now, by my reckonin'. Legends tell that he was buried in the mountains, ensconced in a proper dwarven tomb. They said that the first sun of summer, breaking through twin towers of glistening granite, would fall in such a way as to bathe him in light every year. Never did like clambering around the mountains. Messy cold work. But these dwarves have access to ancient knowledge I'd be a fool to ignore. he says. You notice a tremor in his hands, but his eyes bore into you, as clear as anything you've ever seen.
May 13, 2018 12:25 am
Baraq rolls her eyes. "Where?" she asks again.
May 13, 2018 12:58 am
"You'll show us the way?" Aera asks.
May 19, 2018 5:52 pm
Show you the way? Clearly not. Look at me! Do you think I could possibly go climbing across the granite faces of the mountains in my condition? No, you could find a guide to the mountains in town, or seek it out your own if you want to save the coin. I do have some maps here that could help you find it, if you'd like. You can't take them with you, of course, but you certainly can make a copy or whatever notes you'd like about them. You lad, you look like you know your way around books and maps and the like. he finishes, nodding his head towards Rolen.
May 19, 2018 6:13 pm
"Climbing...granite faces?" Catriona gasps, wide-eyed. How could she ever manage that? If she could only shapeshift into a bird! As she has grown accustomed to, she too looks to Rolen.
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May 19, 2018 8:41 pm
Rolen smiles at Catriona "I'm guessing it's a figure of speech; a personification of sorts." He turns back to Balandur, his face returning back to neutral "These maps of yours lead to the tomb, yes? You'd have to be blind or stupid to be inept to find something as large as a mountain. Is this the last stop before the mountain or are there other places along the way?"
May 30, 2018 10:26 pm
"I can carry you on my back. Leave you by the edge of the mountain and come back for you afterwards."
May 31, 2018 5:12 pm
There may be small camps in the mountains proper, aye, but this is the last thing larger than a few tents or a shack or two you'll find. And not exactly a figure of speech. You'll see in the mountains. Pure granite, most of them. Several very sheer faces. he says, moving about, looking for a map. Ah, here it is. It's not quite a map to the tomb, but it gets you into the general area of the mountains where the tomb is rumored to reside lad.
May 31, 2018 8:00 pm
"I suppose that is better than nothing." Rolen says under his breath, as he sets upon the maps, taking notes of anything that stands out. He turns to Catriona "Since this is our last big stop, take note of your supplies and plan ahead."
Jun 3, 2018 12:25 am
Rolen, as you make studious observation of the maps, you can see that the area south of the city is well-detailed. However, north of the city, you can see that areas are relatively uncharted. The mountains are clearly delineated and you see a few areas where some spires are indicated. Some hastily scribbled notes seem to rule out the two western-most spires, leaving a pair of possible locations. One to the north of the city, another to the northeast.
[ +- ] map
Jun 3, 2018 12:39 am
Rolen places his hand on the map and shaka brahs the two uncrossed markings "And these are the twin towers of granite? But two sets...that would make them quadruplet towers, no?"
Jun 3, 2018 1:03 am
Very observant lad. They are two similar granite towers. I ruled out these others years ago as a young man. Never did get around to investigating the other pair. It'd be one of those two you should seek though. the man says, somewhat cryptically.
Jun 3, 2018 1:40 am
"And any idea of which might be the better bet? OR anyway we'd be able to find that out without visiting both?"
Jun 4, 2018 4:07 am
"Send the flyers, they look at both and report back?"
Jun 4, 2018 4:59 am
A thought occurs to Catriona, and she whispers to Xavena shyly, "Um, you know how we can take animal shapes? Can you turn into a bird? Can you teach me?"
Jun 4, 2018 4:56 pm
"Check it out?" Aera says, turning to Baraq, "Should we go now?"
Jun 6, 2018 12:58 pm
Baraq and Aera set out quickly after informing the group they will likely return later that evening, making an initial foray into the mountains to try figuring out which of the dual spire sites the group should visit. From the looks on the map, it looks to be about fifty miles from the city to the first set of spires. It takes them nearly a full six hours to fly to the towers. When they arrive, there is a crevice in the rock face, which leads inside to a small cave. From inside the cave, the pair can't really see out at all, making this an unlikely location for this tomb they are to be seeking.

The flight back takes somewhat longer than the trip there, with the sky darkening about two hours from the city. It is fully dark, with normal dinner hours just finishing when they arrive back in Mirabar.

The rest of you have a full day's worth of preparation and such you can undertake if you'd like. The first set of spires will take about 3 days to get to on foot. The second will likely take a full ten-day. You will end your day back at the inn you stayed at last night, where your avian friends will meet you.

Let me know what your plans are, make whatever purchases you'd like. We will start Chapter 2 once everyone is square with this day of rest.

Additionally, everyone please level up to level 3! You've navigated some nasty people and done some excellent "diplomacy" and you've become stronger adventurers for it!
Jun 12, 2018 4:37 am
Xavena looks at Catriona when she asks her question, but says nothing. After time has passed and Cat wonders if perhaps Xavena was not listening to her at all, she finally blurts out "It can be done. I haven't, but given time yes it's possible. You'll need to commune with the beasts. More than wolves. Flying is... complicated." She sighs as she watches the large birds take flight on their scouting mission.
Jun 15, 2018 7:55 pm
Baraq squawks as she lands at the tavern, settling her feathers. "Not that one," she chirps, perhaps referring to the dual spires they had scouted. "Try the next."

Her report finished, Baraq looks for food, gorging herself on meat and drink to replenish her energy.
Jun 30, 2018 1:39 am
You all rest up and set out the next day, prepared and ready to go.

New thread up here!

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