Gameplay - Chapter 2 - Dakaj's Solace Inn

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Apr 18, 2018 8:39 pm
With no clue who had sent the flames at the enemy group, Darthon was at a loss as he heard the innkeeper's question. Confusion clearly visible, despite his grin for having been victorious, he pointed up to the upper floors of the inn and answered with a question "The fire attack sent them packing. Weren't that you who shot the flames?".
The thought coming to his mind that maybe Fenya had heard something when the attackers ran away, Darthon formed a cone with his hands around his mouth and shouted to his goblin ally "Fenya. Did they say anything when they left?".
Apr 18, 2018 8:54 pm
Eferneya half climbs half falls down the ladder and proceeds to drag herself towards the others, still with her crow's beak in hand. She is clearly quite wounded from being stabbed and slashed at multiple times by goblin blades in her attempt to save the child in the lookout, and blood is seeping through her clothes and witch gown.

"I need help!" She sounded more angry than frightened, as if to put utmost urgency on the matter. "Now!"
Apr 18, 2018 11:19 pm
Bantalom, being nowhere near the upstairs window, is unavailable for being pointed at. He is likely behind some house or shed, finding a way to still his mind against the corruption.
Apr 19, 2018 8:27 am
When Darthon saw Eferneya, his grin vanished as he dropped his bow and rushed over to give her a shoulder to lean on. Careful to support her, the archer tried to stay positive and attempted a joke "I thought we wanted to make just them bleed for attacking us." despite his voice not being very jovial.
Apr 20, 2018 1:08 am
Fenya responds to Darthon that it sounded to her that the goblins were just following their leader, the Nightblade. Once Nightblade got set on fire and fled, and their ladder was stolen, they seemed to get confused and moved away from the magefire.

The bard starts at that. "The Nightblade, you say? I thought she was dead."

Bantalom finds a quiet spot and concentrating of his energies, feels the corruption ooze out of him and back into the dark forest which seems to drink it like the ground drinks blood. Soon, he feels himself again, and the dark compulsions cease.

The innkeeper and her husband will help Eferneya inside, wary eyes upon the gate. They'll provide wine for washing and clean cloth for bandages.
Apr 20, 2018 1:19 am
Putting some thought into a more efficient way to do that, without having to run and hide, Bantalom composes himself and rejoins the crowd, looking for any way a commoner with average skills can lend a hand. Perhaps running the supply of cloth to and fro, or fetching buckets of water.
Apr 20, 2018 1:33 am
Bantalom is Novice in Medicus, which is the healing and doctoring skill.
Apr 20, 2018 3:56 am
Oh, that's neat! I'll offer my services in Medicus then.
Apr 20, 2018 4:04 am
[ +- ] Medicus - Novice
Apr 20, 2018 1:36 pm
Bantalom goes to Eferneya, "Show me the worst one, who isn't already dead."
Apr 20, 2018 3:10 pm
"If you could help me patch up these wounds, it would be great!"
Apr 20, 2018 3:24 pm
Bantalom tends to the patient Eferneya indicates.

Rolls

Medicus - (1d20)

(18) = 18

Apr 20, 2018 3:34 pm
Bantalom is unable to provide any immediate aid to Eferneya, but after a nights rest, he can try again to speed her recovery.
Apr 20, 2018 11:07 pm
The innkeepers and the stranger seemed to be sure they could take care of Eferneya's wounds, so Darthon felt secure enough to question the bard. A curious look on his face, the archer asked "Lady Nightblade? I heard that name before. Yesterday, right? It was about this pilgrim who treatened the inn. Do you know anythign about her?". Darthon had never been too interested in the myths, but the name was still fresh in his memories and he hoped the bard would share what information he had.
Apr 21, 2018 2:55 pm
The minstrel, Blackhawk, smiles and fills his fingers together. "Nightblade is a legend in these parts. A Sorcerer of some unknown arts, she had been seen for many years. Whenever she appears, she had some mad scheme and manages to entangle others. She grew ever more corrupted, and as it has been, oh, since a year now that I heard her name, I had hoped that she finally dropped dead."

His voice eases into the practiced lilt of a comfortable storyteller. "There are many secrets in the Dark Forest; here is one of them. Many years past, rumours of the witch tribe deeper inside the forest had come across Barrvalg's Cauldron, a sorcerous artifact of wide reknown. The Cauldron, crafted by the matter Alchemist Barrvalg's, is reputed to allow the Alchemist to craft a terrible mist that turns the imbibers into fierce battlers. The barbarians ranged wide sacking human and goblin outposts, until they had suffered to much loss themselves and had to retreat from their vengeful victims common cause. Their fate was certain, and the they retreated deeper into the woods than is safe for even their Hardy kind. The last rumours of the Nightblade are that she had hired a band of goblins to seek out the lost tribe, perhaps hoping to use the Cauldron to ease get own black corruption.

Since I heard her name from the Pilgrim, I've been thinking of this Cauldron. It seems more that she survived her journey after it. Who knows what dark scheme she now harbors."
Apr 24, 2018 9:58 pm
The story of the cauldron and Nightblade didn't seem to relieve Darthon of his worries, on the contrary, he began to run a hand through his ravenblack hair and wrecked his mind to why Nightblade would be so interested in the inn to attack it. "I don't know. The goblins didn't seem like they had any supernatural strength to them, as tough as they were." the archer commented before looking back at the injured Eferneya. With his eyes sweeping over Fenya a flash of rememberance struck Darthon and he questioned "They did seem interested in the Wellspring, could that have something to do with the cauldron?".
Apr 25, 2018 2:28 pm
Fenya doesn't know, but he thinks he heard some muttering about going back to the cauldron as they left.
Apr 27, 2018 9:09 am
Eferneya listens attentively to Blackhawk and Darthon before she finally speaks.

"What exactly is our job here? I figure it has to do with this Nightblade woman and the mysterious cauldron..."
Apr 30, 2018 8:07 pm
Blackhawk catches Eferneya's tone, and he replies: "I sent word that I needed capable explorers to assist me in traveling to an ancient ruin within the forest. The denizens of the forest," he says, sweeping his hand in the direction of the front gate and the goblins beyond, "are a suspicious, secretive lot, and much danger can be found. I promised good pay, but I must admit, I afear leaving the good folks here in a time of crisis." He nods to Koldra and Tandrag. "If you can stop the goblins from attacking... let me rephrase. If you can assist me in dispersing these goblins and redirecting their energies elsewhere, I will double the promised pay.What say you?"
May 3, 2018 4:42 pm
With the siege they just managed to fend off, Darthon looked to his two allies and then managed to joke "With how things went, I say I will need more arrows.". His tone got a bit more serious as he said "We managed to send them off, but I don't think we gave them more than a bruise while we almost lost someone.", the person he meant rather obvious, he turned to her to ask for her opinion "What do you think we should do? If they come again we should be gone or have a damn good plan to have a chance.". Darthon himself wanted to help, but not at the cost of his friends lives.
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