Apr 27, 2018 7:43 pm
Actaeon sheathes his swords, and takes off the mask, If only you waited just a bit longer, I would've been able to gather intel about the attack. he proclaims. At least we still won.
Greenest: Marpenoth 22nd, 1489 DR
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Apr 27, 2018 8:43 pm
Harold sheaths his weapons and pulls his bow out again. He walks towards the closest of the 2 strangers.
State your business here, cultists.
State your business here, cultists.
Apr 27, 2018 9:06 pm
Bartholomew ignores Actaeon’s passive aggressive accusation, and notes there are still two more strangers to be taken care of. "If you are worried about intel, question them, Sah!" He strides imposingly to the two hiding like cowards in the bushes. "Step forward and surrender, or meet the fate of your evil kindred."
Apr 27, 2018 11:54 pm
Kel points at one of them (Actaeon). "Oh, we're the cultists, are we? Is that why we're not wearing their robes or masks and attacking them and their kobold allies?" He points his staff at the one approaching. "If you come with hate in your heart and eyes that do not see, you will not find us such easy prey."
Apr 28, 2018 1:18 am
Retrieving his bow Damien can't help but hear the conversation start. The dragonkin's accusation snaps his eyes straight to the Dragonkin, "Cultists you say? Hey Cous, were the cultists yet they are the ones wearing the mask?" Driving his swords tips in the riverbed once again, he tests the string for tension, then unstrings the bow with a practiced motion. After coiling the string, he slides it into his belt pouch. Lifting his eyes from the task, he looks back at the Dragonkin. Placing his backpack on the ground and stooping to open, pulling forth a stained white cloth, he reveals a whetstone and palms it in his right hand. Drawing the rapier from the ground and used the cloth to wipe the blade, sliding it back through his baldric. Repeating the process again for the shortsword.
"My Da always told me being courteous is a great way to start. Shall we start again? My name is Damien Lundquist and Cous over there is Kel. Who might you and your friends be?"
"My Da always told me being courteous is a great way to start. Shall we start again? My name is Damien Lundquist and Cous over there is Kel. Who might you and your friends be?"
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Apr 28, 2018 1:51 am
If you’re not cultists, then perhaps you can help us with some tasks.
Harold puts his bow in his left hand, then puts his right hand out to shake. The name’s Harold. It seems we have a common enemy, yes? Then let’s hide these bodies and be off.
Harold puts away the bow and begins dragging Kobold bodies away from the grate.
Harold puts his bow in his left hand, then puts his right hand out to shake. The name’s Harold. It seems we have a common enemy, yes? Then let’s hide these bodies and be off.
Harold puts away the bow and begins dragging Kobold bodies away from the grate.
Apr 28, 2018 2:01 am
Kel gladly shakes Harold's hand. "We were about to kill those ourselves, and when your friends popped out with that mall on, well, it seemed dire. Sure glad you turned out to be friends." Kel will help moving bodies, though he clearly has only average strength. "Tell us about these tasks."
Apr 28, 2018 3:44 am
Relaxing somewhat, the Dragonborn sheaths his long sword and grimaces as he places pressure on his bleeding wound. "We have been asked by the leader to scout outside the city and bring any stray villagers to the keep, Sah. Bahamut willing, we may learn something about what’s going on here in Greenest too."
Apr 28, 2018 10:56 am
If Bahamuts will is for us to gain information, then he must be disappointed in you blowing my cover. Actaeon says in a snarky remark.
Apr 28, 2018 12:44 pm
"Your cover, Sah? It was but a mask. Bahamut simply saved your life. Now be professional and focus on the mission."
Apr 29, 2018 12:29 am
"From what I saw, your cover wasn't that great since they wantes you to identify yourself." Damien goes to his cousin to help remove the dead bodies.
With the battle over and being up close, Damien can see the minions were kobolds. As he grabs a pair of legs and begins to drag the beast to the tunnel grating, he asks, "Does anyonr here speak Kobold?"
Getting the kobold inside the tunnel he rifles thr body looking for pockets and their contents. He will also check any footwear they may be wearing as well. He will do the same for all the bodies dumped here.
With the battle over and being up close, Damien can see the minions were kobolds. As he grabs a pair of legs and begins to drag the beast to the tunnel grating, he asks, "Does anyonr here speak Kobold?"
Getting the kobold inside the tunnel he rifles thr body looking for pockets and their contents. He will also check any footwear they may be wearing as well. He will do the same for all the bodies dumped here.
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Apr 29, 2018 12:42 am
Actaeon spits, I could've easily identified myself, because I already know who these people are, and where they come from. I however, do not know their reasoning on attacking Greenest of all places, and I was intending to find that out like a professional instead of rushing head first into battle every 5 seconds.
Apr 29, 2018 1:24 am
Bartholomew rolls his eyes at Actaeon’s petulant comments. "Behave soldier. Your plan was flawed and your cover was blown. We saved you. Now, if you know who these invaders are, perhaps you’ll take your head out of your ass and tell us, Sah?"
His tone changes when he addresses the stranger. "My name is Bartholomew and I am Dragonborn. Kobolds are inferior to dragons and do not have their own language. I can converse with our shared language, draconic. Well, they borrowed it from dragons in some misguided hope they are related to us."
His tone changes when he addresses the stranger. "My name is Bartholomew and I am Dragonborn. Kobolds are inferior to dragons and do not have their own language. I can converse with our shared language, draconic. Well, they borrowed it from dragons in some misguided hope they are related to us."
Apr 29, 2018 1:57 am
"So instead og leaving one alive to question, you decide to kill it? Leaving us still in the dark about why they attacked Greenest." Shaking his head, Damien returns to searching the dead bodies. Anything he finds he lays on the ground next to him in a pile, to be sorted later when he has the oppurtunity. While continuing his search, he asks the dragonborn another question. "Bart, you ex-military? Surr do sound like it"
Apr 29, 2018 1:57 am
"So instead og leaving one alive to question, you decide to kill it? Leaving us still in the dark about why they attacked Greenest." Shaking his head, Damien returns to searching the dead bodies. Anything he finds he lays on the ground next to him in a pile, to be sorted later when he has the oppurtunity. While continuing his search, he asks the dragonborn another question. "Bart, you ex-military? Surr do sound like it"
Apr 29, 2018 2:16 am
Again, my cover was only blown because a certain stubborn dragonborn came charging through before I even got a word out. The only "flawed" part of my plan is that I should've tied you up. Actaeon grits his teeth, and mutters under his breath You may be a Dragonborn, but a kobold has more brains than you.
Apr 29, 2018 2:31 am
Harold interposed himself between the two. Enough! Quit squabbling like babies. We have a mission; focus on it!
Harold looks around to determine where the group came from.
Harold looks around to determine where the group came from.
Rolls
Survival - (1d20+4)
(8) + 4 = 12
Apr 29, 2018 3:02 am
"Greetings Kel, Sah. Let’s get moving then. People could be dying while Actaeon has tantrum. I promise next time you plan to deceive I will have nothing to do with it."
Apr 29, 2018 6:49 am
Bart, stop engaging him. Either you are part of our team or you aren’t. Your choice. If you choose to stay, The price is not arguing about methods while we are in the thick of our task.
Got it?
Harold stands in the face of the Dragonborn.
Got it?
Harold stands in the face of the Dragonborn.
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