Aug 11, 2017 1:40 pm
Carrik leans in towards Lista "Feel like doing our good deed for the month?"
Chapter 1: Nightstone
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Aug 11, 2017 5:38 pm
Chanler stands out of his chair and calls out, "Morak! Do you need extra hands? Should I hold down the bar?", as he strides towards the counter with uneasy purpose.
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Aug 14, 2017 9:52 am
Morak nods, "Come with us, lad. The children might be scared, and they do love your stories."
Aug 14, 2017 1:40 pm
Kal'lista stood and heaved another soft sigh. Her arms stretched above her head and she gave a slight lean from side to side. "Might as well get going, and be of some use..."
Aug 14, 2017 1:47 pm
"No time to waste then." Carrik approaches the dwarf who was gathering his things "We'll help too, however you need."
Aug 14, 2017 3:54 pm
As soon as Morak finishes his sentence, Chanler nods, and dashes to his room to hastily change out of his still damp performance shirt. Chanler sprints out back towards the door, doing up the last button on his shirt as he steps out just after everyone else.
Aug 14, 2017 11:36 pm
The group follows the distraught woman across the bridge out of town, and into the forest to the east. Under cover of the trees the night grows darker yet, and the footpath hard to see. The woman gasps as you come across an abandoned basket, mushrooms strewn across the forest floor. Other little baskets lie nearby. Of the children, there is no sign.
Aug 15, 2017 12:46 am
Carrik begins to inspect the area around the fallen basket. Looking for any tracks.
Rolls
Survival (checking for tracks) - (1d20+1)
(15) + 1 = 16
Aug 15, 2017 2:19 am
Chanler slows to a stop behind the group and cups his hands around his mouth in an effort to carry his words further through the forest. "Nestor! Larlow! Broland!" He shouts as his eyes dart back and forth through the trees.
Rolls
Perception - (1d20-1)
(11) - 1 = 10
Aug 15, 2017 11:43 pm
Chanler looks around, and through the trees he can see torchlight to the north. Carrik's examination is more thorough. While the most recent set of footprints heads north - two adult males by the looks of it - the tangle of smaller footprints heads deeper into the woods to the east.
Aug 16, 2017 1:22 am
"We need to head East if we're to find them from the looks of it, kids went either in, guessing somethin spooked 'em. We couple of blokes headin north too from what I can tell. So just be in your guard." Carrik gestures for Lista and Chanler to follow him as he tries to follow the smaller footprints.
Aug 16, 2017 2:45 am
Chanler begins to step along with Carrik but quickly turns back to Morak. "I'd bet that's Larlow and Broland" He says pointing towards the torchlight in the distance. "You should go and collect them. I'll follow him since he seems to have the children's trail." Chanler says, nodding towards Carrik. "I'll light a torch so you can find us easily once you collect Larlow and Broland."Chanler pulls a torch from his pack and steps lively to catch back up with Carrik and Lista. A few seconds later the torch bursts to life as fire seems to light itself atop the torch.
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PrestidigitationRolls
Prestidigitation (Lighting the torch) - (1d20+5)
(5) + 5 = 10
Aug 16, 2017 9:22 am
Morak nods and heads off to the north.
The three of you follow the trail of small footprints deeper into the woods. The trees seem to close in on you, their branches ominous and dark in the night. After a short while, you begin to hear a feeble voice calling from up ahead, "Help...someone...help!"
The three of you follow the trail of small footprints deeper into the woods. The trees seem to close in on you, their branches ominous and dark in the night. After a short while, you begin to hear a feeble voice calling from up ahead, "Help...someone...help!"
Aug 18, 2017 9:19 am
You run through the woods and soon encounter an old man lying on the ground, bloody and beaten, with his hand across a horrible wound in is belly. Chanler, you recognize Nestor, a kindly elder of the village who often spent time caring for the children.
"Thank the gods," he wheezes, "Don't stop for me...the children...they got the children!" He points southeast along what you can now see is a footpath leading through the woods.
"Thank the gods," he wheezes, "Don't stop for me...the children...they got the children!" He points southeast along what you can now see is a footpath leading through the woods.
Aug 18, 2017 9:46 am
"You two keep going, I'll catch up." Carrik slows up and approaches the injured man turning back before they leave "Lista. Be careful out there."
Carrik crouches down checking over the old man making sure his wounds aren't mortal. If they are Carrik would attempt to patch him up. Tearing his cloak and tying it to him so its putting pressure on the wound. As he's doing this Carrik is talking to the old man both trying to keep him calm and get some information out of him.
"Nasty bit of work there but you'll be alright. Kids will be too. I promise you that. What managed to get you like this anyway?"
Carrik crouches down checking over the old man making sure his wounds aren't mortal. If they are Carrik would attempt to patch him up. Tearing his cloak and tying it to him so its putting pressure on the wound. As he's doing this Carrik is talking to the old man both trying to keep him calm and get some information out of him.
"Nasty bit of work there but you'll be alright. Kids will be too. I promise you that. What managed to get you like this anyway?"
Rolls
Medicine Check (patching up) - (1d20+1)
(14) + 1 = 15
Aug 18, 2017 4:03 pm
"Morak and Taela should be here soon, Nestor." Chanler says, dropping down to one knee and starting to dig in the dirt a couple feet away from Nestor. "I'll leave this torch here so they can find you easier." Chanler plants the torch in the fresh hole in the ground and packs dirt in so the torch will stand up straight. Chanler pulls another torch out of his pack. "Don't worry. We'll find them." He says as he lights the new torch on the previous one, and stands to hastily set out on the footpath.
Aug 19, 2017 9:54 am
Nestor rests a little easier as Carrik binds his wounds. His death, still likely inevitable, is at least no longer imminent.
"Goblins, I think. Little green men. They were horrible, and oh so quick. Please...hurry! They looked....hungry."
"Goblins, I think. Little green men. They were horrible, and oh so quick. Please...hurry! They looked....hungry."
Aug 19, 2017 11:25 am
Well, he at least shouldn't die alone. Not having him die for nothing though.
Carrik stands pulling his greataxe off his back, "Horrible little things, best be heading out then, rest easy Nestor helps on the way." A slight nod, before heading off on high alert for the danger ahead.
Carrik stands pulling his greataxe off his back, "Horrible little things, best be heading out then, rest easy Nestor helps on the way." A slight nod, before heading off on high alert for the danger ahead.
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