The Broken Gate (Ch. I)

[crimson77]

Welcome to the Game thread. Please post your character sheets here. After all four character sheets are posted then I will start the game.

OOC thread can be found here: The Broken Gate [OOC] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=33898&page=50)

NOTE:

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[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Balesgreen
Elf Wizard 6

Character...Size and Type: Medium Humanoid (Elf)
Height and Weight: 5’ 2” 106 lbs
Age: 163
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Experience: ?????? / 21,000
ECL: 6

Attributes
STR...8..-1..[8 Base]
DEX..15..+2..[13 Base +2 Racial]
CON..12..+1..[14 Base –2 Racial]
INT..16..+3..[15 Base +1 Lvl 4]
WIS..10..+0..[10 Base]
CHA..12..+1..[12 Base]

Miscellaneous Statistics
Hit Points: 23/23 [d4:4, d4:2, d4:2, d4:4, d4:3, d4:2] (+6 Con)
AC (Normal): 12 [10 Base, +2 Dex]
AC (Touch): 12 [10 Base, +2 Dex]
AC (Flat-Footed): 10 [10 Base][

Initiative: +2 [+2 Dex]

Base Attack Bonus: +2 [+2 (Wizard 5)]

Speed (Land): 30 ft [30 Base]
Weight Carried: 21.0025 lbs [0-26 (Light), 26.1-53 (Medium), 53.1-80 (Heavy)]
Damage Reduction: 0
Spell/Power Resistance: 0

Saves
Fortitude: +3 [+1 Con, +2 (Wizard 6)]
Reflex: +4 [+2 Dex, +2 (Wizard 6)]
Will: +5 [+0 Wis, +5 (Wizard 6)]

Melee Attacks (+2) [-1 Str, +3 BAB]
LongSword
Melee +2, 1d8-1, (19-20/x2), (Slashing) [-1 Str, +3 BAB]

Dagger
Melee +2, 1d4-1, (19-20/x2), (Piercing or slashing) [-1 Str, +3 BAB]

Grapple: +2 [-1 Str, +3 BAB]
Bullrush: +2 [-1 Str, +3 BAB]
Trip: +2 [-1 Str, +3 BAB]
Sunder: +2 [-1 Str, +3 BAB]

Ranged Attacks (+5) [+2 Dex +3 BAB]
Light Crossbow
Ranged +5, 1d8, (19-20/x2), Range 80 ft, (piercing) [+2 Dex, +3 BAB]

Special Attacks & Abilities
Arcane Spells: Caster Level 6

Arcane Spells Readied
(4)Cantrips [DC 13] - Detect Magic, Detect Magic, Message, Prestidigitation
(4)Level 1 [DC 14] - Animate Rope, Mount, Mount, Ray of Enfeeblement
(4)Level 2 [DC 15] - Knock, Knock, Invisibility, Invisibility
(3)Level 3 [DC 16] - Dispel Magic, Dispel Magic, Ray of Exhaustion

Feats
Summon Familiar [Wizard 1]
Scribe Scroll [Wizard 1]
Alertness [Familiar]
Still Spell [Level 1]
Silence Spell [Level 3]
Extend Spell [Wizard 5]
Leadership [Level 6]

Languages
Common, Elven, Draconic, Goblin, Orc

AlliesCohort – Gillygalore (Goblin Wizard 1)
Goblin; Size/Type: Small Humanoid (Goblinoid);Hit Dice: 1d8+1 (5 hp); Initiative: +1; Speed: 30 ft. (6 squares); Armor Class: 15 (+1 size, +1 Dex, +2 leather armor, +1 light shield), touch 12, flat-footed 14; Base Attack/Grapple: +1/-3; Attack: Morningstar +2 melee (1d6) or javelin +3 ranged (1d4); Full Attack: Morningstar +2 melee (1d6) or javelin +3 ranged (1d4); Space/Reach: 5 ft./5 ft.; Special Attacks: —; Special Qualities: Darkvision 60 ft.; Saves: Fort +3, Ref +1, Will -1; Abilities: Str 11, Dex 13, Con 12, Int 10, Wis 9, Cha 6; Skills: Hide +5, Listen +2, Move Silently +5, Ride +4, Spot +2; Feats: Alertness

Familiar – Roland (Raven)
Raven; Size/Type: Tiny Animal; Hit Dice: (1/4)d8 (1 hp); Initiative: +2; Speed: 10 ft. (2 squares), fly 40 ft. (average); Armor Class: 14 (+2 size, +2 Dex), touch 14, flat-footed 12; Base Attack/Grapple: +0/-13; Attack: Claws +4 melee (1d2-5); Full Attack: Claws +4 melee (1d2-5); Space/Reach: 2½ ft./0 ft.; Special Attacks: --; Special Qualities: Low-light vision; Saves: Fort +2, Ref +4, Will +2; Abilities: Str 1, Dex 15, Con 10, Int 2, Wis 14, Cha 6; Skills: Listen +5, Spot +7; Feats: Alertness, Weapon Finesse

Racial Abilities
+2 Dexterity, -2 Constitution.
Medium: As Medium creatures, elves have no special bonuses or penalties due to their size.
Elf base land speed is 30 feet.
Immunity to magic sleep effects, and a +2 racial saving throw bonus against enchantment spells or effects.
Low-Light Vision: An elf can see twice as far as a human in starlight, moonlight, torchlight, and similar conditions of poor illumination. She retains the ability to distinguish color and detail under these conditions.
Weapon Proficiency: Elves receive the Martial Weapon Proficiency feats for the longsword, rapier, longbow (including composite longbow), and shortbow (including composite shortbow) as bonus feats.
+2 racial bonus on Listen, Search, and Spot checks. An elf who merely passes within 5 feet of a secret or concealed door is entitled to a Search check to notice it as if she were actively looking for it.
Automatic Languages: Common and Elven. Bonus Languages: Draconic, Gnoll, Gnome, Goblin, Orc, and Sylvan.
Favored Class: Wizard. A multiclass elf’s wizard class does not count when determining whether she takes an experience point penalty for multiclassing
Skills
(+)Wizard Skills -
Concentration (Con), Craft (Int), Decipher Script (Int), Knowledge (all skills, taken individually) (Int), Profession (Wis), and Spellcraft (Int).

Level 1: Wizard (2 Base +2 Int) x 4 = 16
Level 2: Wizard (2 Base +2 Int) = 4
Level 3: Wizard (2 Base +2 Int) = 4
Level 4: Wizard (2 Base +3 Int) = 5
Level 5: Wizard (2 Base +3 Int) = 5
Level 6: Wizard (2 Base +3 Int) = 5

Skills: 39

(Max Ranks - 9)
{table]C|Mod|Skill|Ranks|Class|CC
|
3
|Appraise|[0 Rank +3 Int]||
|
2
|Balance|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
|
1
|Bluff|[0 Rank +1 Cha]||
|
-1
|Climb|[0 Rank -1 Str]||
+|
10
|Concentrate|[9 Rank +1 Con]|[9]|
+|
5
|Craft: Alchemy|[2 Rank +3 Int]|[2]|
+|
4
|Decipher Script|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
|
1
|Diplomacy|[0 Rank +1 Chal]|
|
1
|Disguise|[0 Rank +1 Cha]||
|
2
|Escape Artist|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
|
3
|Forgery|[0 Rank +3 Int]||
|
1
|Gather Information|[0 Rank +1 Cha]||
|
0
|Heal|[0 Rank +0 Wis]||
|
2
|Hide|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
|
1
|Intimidate|[0 Rank +1 Cha]||
|
-1
|Jump|[0 Rank -1 Str]||
+|
8
|Knowledge: Arcane|[5 Rank +3 Int]|[5]|
+|
4
|Knowledge: Dungeoneering|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
+|
4
|Knowledge: Geography|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
+|
5
|Knowledge: History (Ancient)|[2 Rank +3 Int]|[2]|
+|
4
|Knowledge: Local|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
+|
4
|Knowledge: Nature|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
+|
4
|Knowledge: Nobility Royalty|[1 Rank +3 Int]|[1]|
+|
5
|Knowledge: The Planes|[2 Rank +3 Int]|[2]|
+|
5
|Knowledge: Religion|[2 Rank +3 Int]|[2]|
|
4
|Listen|[0 Rank +0 Wis +2 Alertness +2 Racial]||
|
2
|Move Silently|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
|
1
|Perform|[0 Rank +1 Cha]||
+|
2
|Profession: Shop Keeper|[2 Rank +0 Wis]|[1]|
|
2
|Ride|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
|
5
|Search|[0 Rank +3 Int +2 Racial]||
|
0
|Sense Motive|[0 Rank +0 Wis]||
+|
14
|Spell craft|[9 Rank +3 Int +2 K:Arcane Synergy]|[9]|
|
4
|Spot|[0 Rank +0 Wis +2 Alertness +2 Racial] ||
|
0
|Survival|[0 Rank +0 Wis]||
|
-1
|Swim|[0 Rank -1 Str]||
|
2
|Use Rope|[0 Rank +2 Dex]||
[/table]
GearWorn / Carried
....2.0...Backpack (container)
...NONE...Scholar Outfit
....0.5...Belt pouch #1 (container)
....2.0...Spell Component Pouch
....4.0...Longsword
....1.0...Dagger
....4.0...Light Crossbow
....2.7...Bolts (27)
....1.0...Waterskin
....1.0...Unknown Wand
....0.0...Letter of recomendation


Backpack (Main)
....3.0...Spell Book
....3.0...Spell Book (torn cover)

Beltpouch #1
....0.0625Gem (worth 461)

Gilly
....2.0...Backpack (container)
....7.5...Leather Armor
....2.5...Light Shield, Wooden
....3.0...Morning Star
....2.4...Arrows (16)
....3.0...Courtier's Outfit
...30.0...Rations, Trail (30)
....1.0...Sack, Empyty (2)
....1.0...Waterskin
....5.0...Rope, Silk 50'
AccountingStarting gold............................450
Scroll of Summon Swarm..................-150
Scroll of Touch of Idiocy...............-150
Scholars Outfit...........................-5
Backpack..................................-2
Spell Component Pouch.....................-5
Inn Stay (Room, Food, Drink)..............-5
Shortbow.................................-30
Arrows (20)...............................-1
Backpack..................................-2
Rope, hempen 50 ft. (2)...................-2
Rations, Trail (3)........................-1.5
Waterskin.................................-1
Troll Lewt (1pp, 111gp, 32sp, 23cp).....+124.43
Cave Lewt (13gp, 15sp, 36cp).............+14.86
1/2 Gem Payment..........................-99
1 Week Stay at the Silver Steed..........-10.5
Sell Shortbow.............................15
Sell Rope..................................1
Light Crossbow...........................-35
Bolts (30). ..............................-3
Long Sword...............................-15
Dagger....................................-2
Courtier's Outfit (Gilly)................-30
Trail Rations (30).......................-15
Rope, Silk...............................-10
Sack, Empty (2)...........................-0.2
Torch (10)................................-0.1
Waterskin.................................-1
Gilly Payment (Nesmee Day 1)..............-5
Tower Tour...............................-10
"Taken" at the tower......................-7.99
================================================
balance....................................0
Spell Book I0-Level Wizard Spells (Cantrips)
Acid Splash: Orb deals 1d3 acid damage.
Arcane Mark: Inscribes a personal rune (visible or invisible).
Dancing Lights: Creates torches or other lights.
Daze: Humanoid creature of 4 HD or less loses next action.
Detect Poison: Detects poison in one creature or small object.
Detect Magic: Detects spells and magic items within 60 ft.
Disrupt Undead: Deals 1d6 damage to one undead.
Flare: Dazzles one creature (-1 on attack rolls).
Ghost Sound: Figment sounds.
Light: Object shines like a torch.
Mage Hand: 5-pound telekinesis.
Mending: Makes minor repairs on an object.
Message: Whispered conversation at distance.
Open/Close: Opens or closes small or light things.
Prestidigitation: Performs minor tricks.
Ray of Frost: Ray deals 1d3 cold damage.
Read Magic: Read scrolls and spellbooks.
Resistance: Subject gains +1 on saving throws.
Touch of Fatigue: Touch attack fatigues target.

1-Level Wizard Spells
Animate Rope: Makes a rope move at your command.
Magic Missile: 1d4+1 damage; +1 missile per two levels above 1st (max 5).
Mount: Summons riding horse for 2 hours/level.
Ray of Enfeeblement: Ray deals 1d6 +3 (+1/ two levels) Str damage.

2-Level Wizard Spells
Hideous Laughter: Subject loses actions for 1 round/level.
Invisibility: Subject is invisible for 1 min./level or until it attacks.
Knock: Opens locked or magically sealed door.
Rope Trick: As many as eight creatures hide in extradimensional space.
Summon Swarm: Summons swarm of bats, rats, or spiders.
Touch of Idiocy: Subject takes 1d6 points of Int, Wis, and Cha damage.

3-Level Wizard Spells
Dispel Magic: Cancels magical spells and effects.
Lightning Bolt: Electricity deals 1d6/level damage.
Ray of Exhaustion: Ray makes subject exhausted -6 Str -6 Dex.
Secret Page: Changes one page to hide its real content.
Gillygalore
Goblin Wizard 1

CoHort (Work in progress)Size and Type: Small Humanoid (Goblinoid)
Height and Weight: 3'4" (Small)
Age: 19
Alignment: Lawful Neutral
Experience: ??????/??????
ECL: 1

Attributes
STR...8..-1..[10 Base –2 Racial]
DEX..10..+0..[8 Base +2 Racial]
CON...9..-1..[9 Base]
INT..13..+1..[13 Base]
WIS..12..+1..[12 Base]
CHA...9..-1..[11 Base –2 Racial]

Miscellaneous Statistics
Hit Points: 3/3 [d4:4] (-1 Con)
AC (Normal): 11 [10 Base, +0 Dex, +1 Size]
AC (Touch): 10[10 Base, +0 Dex]
AC (Flat-Footed): 11 [10 Base, +1 Size][

Initiative: +0 [+0 Dex]

Base Attack Bonus: +1 [+0 (Wizard 5), +1 Size]

Speed (Land): 30 ft [30 Base Goblin]
Weight Carried: ??.?? lbs [0-19 (Light), 20-39 (Medium), 40-60 (Heavy)]
Damage Reduction: 0
Spell/Power Resistance: 0

Saves
Fortitude: -1 [-1 Con, +0 (Wizard 1)]
Reflex: +0 [+0 Dex, +0 (Wizard 1)]
Will: +3 [+1 Wis, +2 (Wizard 1)]

Melee Attacks (-1) [-1 Str, +0 BAB]
Dagger (Small)
Melee -1, 1d3-1, (19-20/x2), (Piercing or slashing) [-1 Str, +3 BAB]

Grapple: -5 [-1 Str, +0 BAB, -4 Size]
Bullrush: -1 [-1 Str, +0 BAB]
Trip: -1 [-1 Str, +0 BAB]
Sunder: -1 [-1 Str, +0 BAB]

Ranged Attacks (+0) [+0 Dex +0 BAB]
Light Crossbow (Small)
Ranged +1, 1d6, (19-20/x2), Range 80 ft, (piercing) [+0 Dex, +0 BAB]

Special Attacks & Abilities
Arcane Spells: Caster Level 1

Arcane Spells Readied
(3)Cantrips [DC 11] - Detect Magic, Mage Hand, Message
(2)Level 1 [DC 12] - Mount, Magic Missile

Feats
Summon Familiar [Wizard 1]
Scribe Scroll [Wizard 1]
Leadership [Level 1]

Languages
Common, Goblin, Giant

AlliesFamiliar – Xyzarr (Toad)
Toad; Size/Type: Diminutive Animal; HD: 1 (2 hp); Init: +1; Speed: 5 ft. (1 square); Armor Class: 15 (+4 size, +1 Dex), touch 15, flat-footed 14; Base Attack/Grapple: +0/-17; Attack: —; Full Attack: —; Space/Reach: 1 ft./0 ft.; Special Attacks: —; Special Qualities: Amphibious, low-light vision; Saves: Fort +2, Ref +3, Will +2; Abilities: Str 1, Dex 12, Con 11, Int 1, Wis 14, Cha 4; Skills: Hide +21, Listen +4, Spot +4; Feats: Alertness

Racial Abilities
-2 Strength, +2 Dexterity, -2 Charisma
Small size: +1 bonus to Armor Class, +1 bonus on attack rolls, +4 bonus on Hide checks, -4 penalty on grapple checks, lifting and carrying limits ¾ those of Medium characters.
A goblin’s base land speed is 30 feet.
IDarkvision out to 60 feet.
+4 racial bonus on Move Silently and Ride checks.
Automatic Languages: Common, Goblin. Bonus Languages: Draconic, Elven, Giant, Gnoll, Orc.
Favored Class: Rogue.


<<SKILLS HERE>>



GearWorn / Carried
....2.0...Backpack (container)
...NONE...Scholar Outfit
....0.5...Belt pouch #1 (container)
....2.0...Spell Component Pouch
....4.0...Longsword
....1.0...Dagger
....4.0...Light Crossbow
....2.7...Bolts (27)
....1.0...Waterskin

Backpack (Main)
....3.0...Spell Book

Beltpouch #1
....0.0625Gem (worth 461)

Gilly
....2.0...Backpack (container)
....7.5...Leather Armor
....2.5...Light Shield, Wooden
....3.0...Morning Star
....2.4...Arrows (16)
....3.0...Courtier's Outfit
...30.0...Rations, Trail (30)
....1.0...Sack, Empyty (2)
....1.0...Waterskin
....5.0...Rope, Silk 50'
AccountingStarting gold............................450
Scroll of Summon Swarm..................-150
Scroll of Touch of Idiocy...............-150
Scholars Outfit...........................-5
Backpack..................................-2
Spell Component Pouch.....................-5
Inn Stay (Room, Food, Drink)..............-5
Shortbow.................................-30
Arrows (20)...............................-1
Backpack..................................-2
Rope, hempen 50 ft. (2)...................-2
Rations, Trail (3)........................-1.5
Waterskin.................................-1
Troll Lewt (1pp, 111gp, 32sp, 23cp).....+124.43
Cave Lewt (13gp, 15sp, 36cp).............+14.86
1/2 Gem Payment..........................-99
1 Week Stay at the Silver Steed..........-10.5
Sell Shortbow.............................15
Sell Rope..................................1
Light Crossbow...........................-35
Bolts (30). ..............................-3
Long Sword...............................-15
Dagger....................................-2
Courtier's Outfit (Gilly)................-30
Trail Rations (30).......................-15
Rope, Silk...............................-10
Sack, Empty (2)...........................-0.2
Torch (10)................................-0.1
Waterskin.................................-1
Gilly Payment (Nesmee Day 1)..............-5
Tower Tour...............................-10
"Taken" at the tower......................-7.99
================================================
balance....................................0
Spell Book I0-Level Wizard Spells (Cantrips)
Acid Splash: Orb deals 1d3 acid damage.
Arcane Mark: Inscribes a personal rune (visible or invisible).
Dancing Lights: Creates torches or other lights.
Daze: Humanoid creature of 4 HD or less loses next action.
Detect Poison: Detects poison in one creature or small object.
Detect Magic: Detects spells and magic items within 60 ft.
Disrupt Undead: Deals 1d6 damage to one undead.
Flare: Dazzles one creature (-1 on attack rolls).
Ghost Sound: Figment sounds.
Light: Object shines like a torch.
Mage Hand: 5-pound telekinesis.
Mending: Makes minor repairs on an object.
Message: Whispered conversation at distance.
Open/Close: Opens or closes small or light things.
Prestidigitation: Performs minor tricks.
Ray of Frost: Ray deals 1d3 cold damage.
Read Magic: Read scrolls and spellbooks.
Resistance: Subject gains +1 on saving throws.
Touch of Fatigue: Touch attack fatigues target.

1-Level Wizard Spells
Animate Rope: Makes a rope move at your command.
Magic Missile: 1d4+1 damage; +1 missile per two levels above 1st (max 5).
Mount: Summons riding horse for 2 hours/level.
Ray of Enfeeblement: Ray deals 1d6 +3 (+1/ two levels) Str damage.

2-Level Wizard Spells
Hideous Laughter: Subject loses actions for 1 round/level.
Invisibility: Subject is invisible for 1 min./level or until it attacks.
Knock: Opens locked or magically sealed door.
Rope Trick: As many as eight creatures hide in extradimensional space.
Summon Swarm: Summons swarm of bats, rats, or spiders.
Touch of Idiocy: Subject takes 1d6 points of Int, Wis, and Cha damage.

3-Level Wizard Spells
Dispel Magic: Cancels magical spells and effects.
Lightning Bolt: Electricity deals 1d6/level damage.
Ray of Exhaustion: Ray makes subject exhausted -6 Str -6 Dex.
Secret Page: Changes one page to hide its real content.
Post Template...Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 6|LN|MED
hp:17/23|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+2 Longsword|dmg: 1d8-1|Ranged Atk|+5 Lt XBow|dmg: 1d8
SV|Fort +3|Ref +4|Will +5|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
Arcane Spells Readied
(4)Cantrips [DC 13] - Touch of Fatigue, [s]Detect Magic, Message, Prestidigitation
(4)Level 1 [DC 14] - [s]Ray of Enfeeblement, Mount, Mount, Ray of Enfeeblement
(4)Level 2 [DC 15] - Hideous Laughter, Invisibility, Summon Swarm, Invisibility
(3)Level 3 [DC 16] - Dispel Magic, Rope Trick (Extended), Ray of ExhaustionGilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|[s]+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javelin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort -1|Ref +0|Will +3|
STR 8|DEX 10|CON 9|INT 13|WIS 12|CHA 9[/table]

Gilly Spells...
Arcane Spells Readied
(3)Cantrips [DC 11] - Detect Magic, Mage Hand, [s]Prestidigitation
(2)Level 1 [DC 12] - Magic Missile, Mount
[Round 7...]
Postin...
{table="width=100%"]Spot|1d20+4|Listen|1d20+4[/table]

[Wildboy]

Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771)


Calthroic ran at an unbelievable pace. His heart was pounding in his chest. Nimbly the young male ran through the woods dodging thick overgrowth and branches that seemed to reach out trying to impede his escape. Calthoric's clothes were becoming tattered and worn from his exertions.

The days seemed to pass at an unbelievable rate. The same thing day in and day out. Eating what can be found. Running for your life. Resting when you could not run no more. Repeating the cycle all over again. This was Calthoric's life for the past week. He could no longer hear the sounds of pursuit nor any of the hounds that had picked up his sent for ... for who knows how many times. His pace began to slow as he now trotted more than sprat through the woods. It was not long before the weary man found a well traveled road. Feeling tired yet secure he rested twenty paces to the south of it. No soon did his body slump to the moist earth did his mind drift into deep slumber.

The creaking of carriage wheels and a horses' whinny quickly woke Calthoric from his catatonic state. His hair was matted and a tiny pool of spittle gathered at the corner of his mouth. Rubbing the sleep from his eyes he watched as the carriage slowly drifted down the path. 'An artisan?' he thought to himself. As the covered wagon approached and a better view of the driver could be had he realized that this carriage was not of the working class.

Martel watched the road sluggishly. His mind dull with travel and wondered to more pleasant times. He was use to driving this road as he has done it more then one hundred times. He could do it blindfolded if he had to, yet today, something told him it was different. Nothing physically gave him this notion it was more a feeling. Then quickly a sharp pain formed in his temple. He reached for it origin then brought his hand back down. The blood was bright and the corners of his vision were becoming clouded. Blackness overtook him and he slumped in his seat as the reigns fell from his hand. Feeling the slack in the line the well trained horses followed what was taught. They stopped.

Calthorics eyes opened wide amazed at the accuracy of the thrown stone. He quietly watched as the driver slumped over and the carriage came to a stop. A man dressed in regal gear came out of the carriage his face holding the expressions of puzzlement and concern. Calthoric yelled to the man and he twirled on his heels only to catch a flash of movement out of the corner of his eye. Springing quickly from his hiding spot Calthoric ran to the man pointing in the direction of the movement. The well dressed man turned once again on his heels a dagger pointed in Calthoric's direction.

"My lord...did you see them?" Calthoric said panting. "My shout must have startled them and the ran off. I saw the rock hit your driver."

The lord just looked at the scruffy looking male before him with a look of deep confusion. Glancing his gaze between Calthoric and the movement in the forest. "I...uhh...yes...yes I did." The noble said not quite sure of exactly what he saw. He was not going to let a peasant see something he had not. "Thank you for your assistance in chasing them off."

"But of course milord, though I am sure you would have been able to handle them easily by yourself." Calthoric lied. "If i could beg the lord's pardon, perhaps you will allow me to escort to the nearest township?" Again Calthoric gave him a practiced bow.

The Nobleman stared blankly at Calthoric not quite understanding what he was asking at first. When his senses finally grabbed him he merely nodded and pointed to the driver. "He needs assistance wrap him with a bandage that can be found under the driver's seat and take the reigns. This road leads to a small rest stop. You can accompany me till we reach the Inn then I will see that Martel receives proper treatment." After stating his terms the lord returned to the back of the carriage leaving Calthoric to his stated tasks.

Calthoric wrapped the man as best he could and took the reigns. Clumsily and rather poorly he drove the carriage down the road. A few curses came from the carriage as he drove it over a log instead of directing the beasts of burden around it. Or when he did not see the pot hole that was deeper then it should have been. Finally After a half a day's travel they reached the out of the way inn. A few hours longer then it should have taken.

"Watch the carriage as I secure room and board from the inn and hopefully find a cleric to tend to Martel." The nobleman said as he departed the carriage. Calthoric merely nodded with a smile as he watched him leave.

After a decent amount of time had passed the nobleman returned with a priest dressed in a light blue robe. The cleric quickly attended the driver as the nobleman addressed Calthoric.

"I thank you for your assistance. This is for your troubles. May it lead you to your fortune." Calthoric bowed with a smile as he took the ten gold pieces from the man. Quickly Calthoric stood up and slung his back pack over his shoulder and walked off to the inn. Something in the motion of him putting on the backpack twinged in the nobleman's mind. Something about the back pack did not seem right...did he have a backpack? Then lord shrugged off his doubts. I...uhhhh...yes...yes he did.

[Finn523]

Bolvar Wyrmsayer

http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10835

[Chu]

Rasellia Greenleaf (http://www.thetangledweb.net/profiler/view.php?id=9067)

[crimson77]

Here is the start, I know that many of you do not have your characters done. However, I just wanted to get the game going. Feel free to start role playing your characters in the moment as you finish up your characters. We will not leave this scene until they are done.


Start for Ayr (Thorael)


The rain pours down upon Thorael head, he questions why his travel mate, Sen, insisted on traveling in this weather. He met Sen a year ago in the city of Nesmee far to the south. Sen was deeply knowledgeable and the elf quickly became fascinated with this halfbreeds (half-elf) stories of forgotten lore. They became fast friend and months back started upon a journey North, mostly financed by Thorael. The journey quickly became tiresome as Sen set a grueling pace. Now here they were in the midst of rain, fog, and mud.

*SNAP* The wagon Thorael is riding on lurches forward and to the left the horses stop and Sen starts cursing at the horses. Thorael quickly realizes that the wagon wheel or axle must have broken.

Thorael feels a rush of air to his back and before he realizes what has happened he feels the mud in his face and his ears ringing. (5 dmg) There is an large fire where the wagon used to be and the horses scattering.

Thorael quickly picks himself up and looks around, his knapsack is next to him. Only a short distance away he sees one of the wagon guards lying on the ground a black arrow through his throat. Thorael bent down to see if this man...this friend...was still alive. Bile fills his mouth knowing this man never had a chance.

Thorael ears begin to clear and he can hear the sound of wolves or dogs in the near distance closing from the east, he does not see Sen, the fog and ran is getting thicker. Arrows hit the ground near his feet.

Bandits surround him out of the mist will bows and crossbows pointed at him. They hold his goblin companion with a noose around his neck. Thorael surrenders with the hope of escaping later.

The rain continues for days and he lays in the mud while the bandits play with his magical trinkets. His poor goblin companion is kept near the edge of death and as soon as he can walk again his is beaten down again. One night, Thorael sees his excape, he grabs the near dying Gilly and they flee into the misty rainy night. Gilly's blood soaks his clothing as he struggles to help this compainion live. After running for what seems like hours he can see the lightened windows of the Weeping Willow Inn. Thorael and his goblin companion enter soaked, covered in mud, and blood.

[Chu, Finn, & Wildboy]

You have been waylaid by the rain and mud which has lasted for almost a week. A small river runs down the wagon path outside the Weeping Willow Inn. You find yourself one of three guests staying here. You fill the boredom with stories and ale and quickly become friends.

These have been hard times, many have taken to adventuring with the hope of making some more money. Your purses are low and you hope the rain will clear soon, however, for the time you are enjoying hot food, a nice bed, good company and plenty of ale.

The stories continue into the night knowing there is no point to heading to bed soon until the roads dry out a bit. The hours grow longer and then with a BANG the door flies open and a short man (maybe an elf) comes in dripping wet, covered in mud and blood carrying in a bloody goblin. The elf falls to his knees from exhaustion and gently places the goblin on the floor.

[crimson77]

The Weeping Willow Inn
Map behind Spoiler
http://www.geocities.com/crimson_warrior77/Inn1.0.png


The Characters

http://www.geocities.com/crimson_warrior77/Characters.png

[Chu]

Rasellia was staring at her reflection in her mug of ale; how she had cleaned up from the mess she stumbled in as but a few days before. Her right arm on the table, clenching her fist occasionally as she recalled the events of that day.

She's broken from her self-reflecting at the commotion at the front of the inn. Her thin eyebrows rise in surprise at the picture before her. Getting up from her seat, she hurriedly walked over to the sprawled-out humanoids, looking from one to the other. After a momment, she addresses the apparent elf. "What... what happened?!"

[Finn523]

Bolvar sees the man stumble in. He stands up from his table and and follows Rasellia over. He sees the blood on the man and goblin, "You know, after defeating would-be maruding goblins, you don't normally care them around with you."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Glancing around at the gathering crowd, the elf, mouth agape raises a quizzical eyebrow. "Maruading goblins? Where?...ah". A smug look of understanding comes over his face as he represses a bit of a chuckle. Wincing in pain, his left hand reactively comes to his left side. Grimacing a bit, he addresses the questions thrown at him. "No, no my simple simple farmer man. This is my consigliere Gillygalaore. I, of course, am Thorael of Baelsgreen. I assure you the bandits which overtook us were quite... human." Thorael begins to tend the wounds of his fallen servant then looks up at the woman "As far as what happened, that is a tale left for when companions are no longer at death's door I'm afraid. If it's not too much trouble, you could make yourself useful. Fetch some warm water. Some towels. The proprietor of this... umm... establishment perhaps?".

[crimson77]

The barkeep, an older man, sat up as commotion continued near the door. "How long have I been asleep?" he wondered to himself. Slowly sliding off his stool he approached the elf huddled by the bleeding goblin. "You be needing me elf?"

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]
Rasellia raises her eyebrows; attacking bandits, wounded... or possibly dead comrades. She wouldn't let the helplessness that had plagued her for the past few days claim any more victims. "Here, I can help..." She looked dubiously between the goblin and the elf. "If you say he's your companion... then I guess he's to be trusted." Placing a hand somewhat gingerly on the unconcious goblin, she mumbled a soft prayer, a soft white glow emanating from between her fingertips.

Casting Cure Light Wounds:
[roll0]

[Finn523]

Bolvar lets out a small gasp at seeing healing magic used. He quickly recovers from his shock. He mumbles to himself "I will never get used to seeing that stuff."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Knock[br]Summon Swarm[br]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||

"Ahh... a healer. How um.. quaint. Let me guess, an intrepid band of adventurers? Back from your most recent Quest or Expedition? Slay any Dragons of late have we? Your actions have shown great kindness. And though I am loath to be in anyones debt, I am in yours.
Please, both of you... let us get a table, and if you would hear it, i'll tell you of the events which lead to my walking through this door. "

Thorael gets to his feet, and then helps Gilly up. After a couple of exchanged words in what can only be presumed as goblin, the mage addresses the waiting innkeeper. "I'll need a room for the night for myself and my valet here. A bottle of wine and a hot meal brought to that table there, and a word with your local constabulary about this bandit activity."

{table="width=100%"]Spot|1d20+4|Listen|1d20+4
Spellcraft|1d20+13|K:Arcane|1d20+8
Misc|1d20|Misc|1d20[/table]

[crimson77]

The old man looks confused, maybe it is the large words, maybe having a goblin as a manservant, maybe he is hard of hearing, maybe it is just because he finds it easier to pretend to be dumb, you might never know. He finally smiles and nods.

"Tis, 2 gold per night for single room, 5 for larger room. Supper is 5 silver per platter but you'll have to slip me a few extra silver for the beatin' I'll get from the old lady for rousing her at this hour. Ale be 3 copper per mug and a bottle of wine be 12 gold. I be sorry sir that there be no law around these lands."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Thorael returns the Innkeepers confused stare with one of his own. "Did i not just tell you, mere moments ago that i was beset upon by Bandits? 12 gold indeed for wine. Looks like it will be ale tonight. Single room, 1 Gold for your beating, and another 2 to ensure that we don't go thirsty this evening." Taking a seat at one of the tables, Thorael waits for those interested in his tale to join him. Gilly stands just behind and to the right of his Master.



{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The old man shuffles down the hall. You hear cursing and an old woman come out on the heals of the innkeeper. She does not look happy as she bangs into the kitchen door still cursing. Soon, however, you smell the aroma of steak grilling as the innkeeper brings over some fresh mugs of ale. After a few more moments re returns with plates filled with steak, potatoes, and greens and then sits down with the group, smiles, and waits for the tale to begin.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]
Rasellia frowns at the perceived sarcasm, standing back up and dusting off her knees. "You're mistaken. The only relation I have with anyone in this room is just that - I'm in the same room as them. I only came here the day before yesterday, and under circumstances no better than your own." She shrugs and sighs, walking over to the table, but not sitting down. "I'm just trying to help."

[crimson77]

OOC - please read:
Give me a heads up in OOC thread when you are ready for the plot to start advancing (i.e., characters/background stories are ready to start)

[Finn523]

Bolvar moves to the table, and has a seat. "I agree with the pretty lady. We have nothing in common besides where we are now. But don't let that stop you from your tale. I want to hear an epic story of how you just defeated 30 bandits on your way here."

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen1d20|spot1d20 [/table]

[crimson77]

The innkeeper sits back in the chair and waits for the epic tale to begin. He slowly nurses the ale as he silently listens.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Thorael looks wearily at the man come to join him. "I never said there were 30... although there were a great multitude. 30 sounds about right. How is it that you know so much about this bandit cadre... friend?" The mage's hand instinctively goes to his belt only to find his favorite dagger, no where to be found.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]Calthoric watched the rain fall from his Rooms window. He has not left his room for a few days since the Nobleman has dropped him off at this inn. After secure in the feeling the lord has left he dressed in his regal gear and went about his primping and pruning of himself. Calthoric was if anything after all, vein about his appearance. After his third look in the mirror satisfied he was looking his best he traveled down to the tavern part of the inn.

Calthoric was caught with mild surprise as an elf clutched closely a goblin to him, both bloodied yet seem to be taken care of by a handful of would do gooders. Why anyone would clutch a goblin with any kind of caring was beyond his understand but then again the company Calthoric had to keep at times were not that favorable as well.

The bartenders eyes widened with a pleasurable look as Calthoric approached him. He cloths had both a form fitting and comfortable look. His bright colors of Blue with inlaid gold trim at the seems of his clothing stuck out well among the current patrons of the bar. A crest, also of blue and gold on his tunic displayed the image of a great predator bird, possibly a hawk clutching a delicate rose in its talons. He walk seemed well practiced and of one that had common dealings with royalty. He sat with perfect posture and order a bottle of wine telling the barkeep to deliver it to the gentleman that had recently changed his order, as well as a glass of wine and a plate of hot food for himself. Calthoric remains facing the bar but is strictly focused on the conversation of the table speaking of bandits and unsurmountable odds.

OOC:
I already took 12 gp off for the bottle of wine let me know how much for the glass and some food

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7[/table]

[crimson77]

The innkeeper raises from the bench at Calthoric request returning with a bottle of fine wine which he places before Thoeal with an empty goblet. He brings out another heaping plate of food for Calthoric with a goblet of wine. He then attempts to make eye contact with the other guests, in hopes that he will not have to get up again, before settling back down on the bench.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]
Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

"Goblins, you say..?" She frowned, lowering her gaze as she thought for a moment. No, it can't be the same group... Still, the knowledge that there was yet another victim of banitry in these woods made her blood boil, but she remains silent as to listen to the newcomer's tale.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Convinced that the blank stare from the burly human is not a masterful bluff, but truely a lack of comprehension, Thorael relaxes a bit. "My dear sweet simple girl, there were no goblins, other than Gilly of course, and he was on the receiving end of the banditry as it were. The bandits were, for the most part, human. Your healing act was most helpful. No need to feel insecure that its only divine magic which you can conjure. There is no shame in requiring the assistance of a divine being in order to be useful. Please, join us." The wizard takes from the bottle of wine set before him, and fills the goblet. Handing it to Gilly, the goblin takes a sip. Brief moments pass, and convinced that the goblin is indeed still alive and unharmed, Thorael takes back the goblet, and raises it to the gentleman at the bar. "You sir... are welcome to join us as well. Before i begin, i must insist upon introductions. As i have mentioned previously... I am Thorael of Baelsgreen. This is Gillygalore my humble consigliere and valet."

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

Shame? What is he... Shaking her head to ward off any suspicions, she nods in response to the elf's self-introductions. "My name is Rasellia Greenleaf, a Chosen Protectorate, and I'm unsettled by how similar our situations are, Thorael."

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]Finishing most of the food that was brought to him and looking at his plate that still contained half its helpings. "Keep the food was excellent as well as the wine. I am regretably unable to finish your ample portions. Please dispose of this." Calthoric nods his thanks to the barkeep and looks over his shoulder. Moving from his place at the bar he approaches the table of four. Bowing slightly, a moved he has seen many times during his time as a stable boy and has practiced repeatedly. He flashes a lavish grin as he speaks to the group. "Greetings milady Greenleaf and Thorael of Baelsgreen as well as guests of the table that I do not know. My name is Calthoric Wintersbane, A pleasure to meet you all. Do continue with your tale of how you escaped such an opposing force. You do not strike me as one that can deal with 30 bandits all of your own." Flashing an obviously disgusted look to the goblin. "Even with the aid of your...companion"

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar seems to have been zoning out, thinking about how the rain reminds him of his home. He snaps back to attention. "Sorry, all these names get confusing. I am Bolvar Wyrmsayer. I am a traveling the world. I have seen many acts of banditry. They never do anything by themselves. When there is one, there is thirty!"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

"Very good... and so it began. Nearly a year ago i found myself in Nesmee. It was a sunny day, and..." Thorael looks around at the gathered crowd. "You know, perhaps the abridged version. Three days ago, myself, my companion Sen, and Gilly with a small contingent of guards were making ourselves northward. The rain and fog were thick. >CRACK< the wagon lurched, and threw me free. When i came to, i was surrounded and Gilly in a noose. Sen no where to be found. For two days we were beaten. Mostly Gilly. All of my gear taken. My magical artifacts. The coin that we had acquired over the last year of trading and mercantiling in Nesmee. Then, last night... i think it was night, regardless, something happened. It sounded as if there was some kind of battle. In the chaos, i was able to slip away from my captor. I managed to recover one of my spell books, some components, a small pouch of coin, and of course Gilly. As we made our way through the trees, i could see several of the tents ablaze. I was hopeful, but then... i heard the distinct victory cheer come from the camp. As fast as i could, i dragged Gilly until i came upon a road, which inevitably lead me here." The wizard, catching Gilly rolling his eyes, clears his throat and then takes a drink from his goblet before he continues. "So... i understand there is no Law in these parts."

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]
"No... that certainly seems to be the case. I, too, was beset upon by a band of marauders, though who or what, I don't know. I protecting a missionary which was travelling south through these woods. Myself and my comrades are..." she pauses, face screwing up in apparent anger and frustration. "..that is, WERE able warriors, most of us blessed with divine powers. And in the black of night, we were ambushed, our wagons set alight. All of my things, and more importantly, all of my friends were either cut down or burned to death in the chaos... I was the only one who survived, and I managed to wander here with naught but the armour and weapons strapped to me..."

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Listening to the tale told by Thorael and sipping from his wine Calthoric almost spits out a mouth full of wine at the mention of no law. Mentally he almost screamed with jubilation. He quickly recovers himself from his quick slip and listens now to the female speaking. Another bandit raid how odd Calthoric frowns towards the two regaling their tales.

"What tales of woe and treachery. It is to be thankful that though scathed, you are both in fact alive from you misfortunes. That in itself is something to be joyous over." Calthoric gives a wary smile to the two and looks to the third expecting that he too has happened on misfortune. There is opportunity here, Calthoric can feel it. If he can bring this people at the table to travel together he could most assuredly increase his odds. He lifts his glass to the group.

"To life, it is better then the alternative. May we all survive our unfortunate destinies of our past and future and become better because of it." Calthoric looks to Thorael. "Now you were speaking of this places lack of law. How did you come about that conclusion and how far do you think it is to the nearest establishment with any kind of law?"

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The innkeeper sighs, then replies to Calthoric's question. "There has been little law in these parts since the Nesmee knights stopped sending patrols. Many of the small villages have built up militias but they do little outside of protecting their own gates. Many of the villages benefit indirectly from the banditry, if their militia is strong then the bandits will not attack their homes and they can trade with travelers, who are most likely bandits, for goods at low prices."

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

"So what is to be done? We can sit here and discuss how unfortunate the world is forever. Mere words will not change anything. Only the strong can change the world. If you REALLY feel sorry for your loses and the loses of others, take action."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Calthoric nods in agreement with Bolvar. "Spoken like a true man of action. I do, however, disagree that only the strong can change the world. Many abilities are able to change matters. The strong merely change them through more visible means." He gives a slight smile to the barbarian as he looks to the rest of the group. "Though it would seem that a few of our personalities do not coincide with one another." He pauses and looks to Thorean for emphasis. "From what little I have seen our abilities seem to be able compliment each other well. Thorean with is ability to twist the world with the help of the arcane arts. Bolvar with his strength. And of course..." Calthoric flashes a lavish smile. "Rasellia with her ability to heal and the faith of her divine aid. It seems only common sense that we would travel together and allow our cohesiveness aid our journey's safely. All that being said there is still the slight matter of to where, yes it seems two of the four...errr...five. Gives an disapproving look the goblin. "Would like to seek revenge on the bandits that have so boldly assaulted them, but to what end. Perhaps the reason the patrols have stopped would be a better use of our time. Or journeying to other townships and determining their status would be a wiser course of action and use of our time. This all, of course, is moot, if we decide that banding together is unwise. What say ye?"

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[crimson77]

The innkeeper nods in agreement with Calthoric's noble speech before taking a log swig of his ale. The innkeepers wife, the cook, comes out from behind the kitchen door, obviously over hearing your conversation. She frown and then smirks with a toothless grin and replies. "Tis not what you think, it is beyond mere bandits, I have seen it in the bones." The innkeeper stands looking embarrassed and replies, "They don't want to hear your stories you crazy woman, get back in the kitchen, you are scaring the guests again." Acts as if she does not hear and continues, "You are partially right noble, there are others who can change things, the Fated. Might you wish your fortunes known? For a mere 10 gold?" The innkeeper now shouting "Why woman do you scare the guests so?" Now turning to you he replies, "I'm sorry, she is a little off her rocker."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]A scowl crosses Calthoric's face, the kind only nobility can give when interrupted by a perceived lower class, as he stares hard at the couple that started to bicker. "Keep on the contrary I would be most interested in what you lovely..." Choking on the word he continues. "Wife has to say. However there is a time and a place for everything and currently we are discussing if traveling together is feasible. I will call to you when I am in need of your assistance. In the mean time." Calthoric once again looks expectantly to the gathering seated at the table before him.


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[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

When bolvar sees the barkeep and woman fighting, a dark look passes over his face. "Barkeep, you should cherish what you have in this world while its in this world. Things often slip away, leaving only mysteries behind." Bolvar turns to the woman. "You talk like you are a wise woman, or whatever your people call it. Come now, what do the spirits whisper to you?"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

The Red Robed Mage looks at Rasellia, Calthoric, then Bolvar. He watches interestingly as the Inn keeper and his wife bicker. He looks amused as she offers her services as a seer. When a lul presents itself in the chaos, he addresses each in turn. "Rasellia, it is true that our stories bear a remarkable resemblance. As our party was bested, and wagons set ablaze, it is no surprise that you and your company fell to these ruffians. I hope that your fallen companions rest peacefully with whatever divine beings aided them with their purpose in life." A sincere smile comes over his face, as he raises his goblet in salute of the deceased. "Calthoric, i know not what you speak of in regards to personalities. It is clear that you are of some import... some noble birth which has meaning to these humans. I suggest you put aside what ever prudjudices you speak of and work together with these lesser humans. They may surprise you. Take Bovar here. Bovar, you surprise me. Action is what i had in mind. Action is what i propose. Your ability to pick up on the most basic of inference and inunedo shall be a boon in the battle to come. If i am being in anyway unclear, allow me to rephrase. I accept your offer to join forces. It sounds as if you will need all the help you can get." Thorael takes another draught from his goblet, and then refills it from the bottle. "Now, old woman... your wine was... adequate. Your steak...well it didn't kill me, which is a plus. Your hearing is apparently... aweful, as i mentioned. I was beset by bandits. 10 gold for a fortune... 10 gold is a fortune. It appears, however, that Bovar is interested in your... skills. Lets see if you can do any better reading the bones, than you did grilling the meat hewn from them."

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]Nature Check (1d20+4)[9] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=2015958&postcount=124)

[crimson77]

The old lady grins a toothless grin and moves forward taking out a bag from under her robe. "Fortunes I will give for gold, give me the gold skeptic elf and I will read your friends tale." A face of horror comes over the innkeepers face but he keeps quiet. As she draws nearer, you feel a chill down your back.

[OOC:Spoiler for Ayr]
As she draws closer, you see that she has slightly pointed ears, her skin is much paler than most humans. You suspect that she might not be totally human [Knowledge: nature check needed].

[ooc: another spoiler for Ayr & wild]
You believe that she is part orc; however, you guess that she is less than 1/4 orc.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

Rasellia's thin eyebrows raise at the mage's apparent change of attitude. Listening to the others, doubt brewed around inside of her. Revenge wasn't going to bring her friends back... but it would at least prevent those monsters from doing the same thing to other innocents - though she didn't know exactly how "innocent" this elf and goblin were. "I would accompany you, Thorael. The blood I've spilt in defence will be doubled in retribution. However..." She gazes at the two humans, Burly and Snooty. "Calthoric, and... Bolvar, was it?" she gives the "L" some emphasis, giving a sidelong glance to the elf. "What reasons do you two have to dirty your hands in a task such as this? Safety in numbers, yes, but more safety in an inn, I would think."

At the mention of fortune-telling, she covers a scoff. "As I said, Miss, I barely have enough coin to keep me here, were I so inclined to subscribe to superstition."

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[crimson77]

The old lady crackles at Rasellia's comment. "Tis fine if you do not believe in superstition, for what you call superstition believes in you."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]Calthoric let's out a slight sigh as what he feared would happen with the woman's rude outburst takes place. It will be hard to deal with this group they are easily distracted and they do not listen well. Unfortunately there is no alternative. He watches the barbarian deal with the witch hag and shrugs turning to the others sitting at the table. He nods appreciatively to Thoreal for his answer then turns his attention to Rasellia. "My dear lady. I did not state, nor do I have any interest in joining you quest for vengeance. I think it is fool hardy and short sighted. I empathize with you loss however I do not think you rushing through every bandit camp you can find will be productive nor turn out to your liking. I seek the company of you all because you seem for the most part able to handle yourselves well and one such as myself would be a target of many if I traveled alone. If you wish to honor your fallen friends perhaps you should seek the council of your deity and ask him or her for direction. I doubt vengeance will be their response. Though joining with the proposed party you may nonetheless, either directly or indirectly affect those that have assaulted you. Of course it is your decision but perhaps if you would settle your mind for a moment and loose the anger you most deservedly feel you might see the benefits of the joined union." Calthoric looks to the hag and the barbarian. "And what say you Bolvar? Do you prefer solitude to the security of numbers. You seem one that is tactically sound and can easily see the advantages to the proposed union."

Calthoric shifts a bit as he stands waiting. Patiences not his stronger suit but he is managing to keep it from showing. Thank the luck that I paid attention to those dullable conversations of the aristocrats. I just hope I can remember every detail. One slip and ...don't even think about it Calthoric. he reminds himself and quickly shakes the thought from his head. The endless babbling to get to the point is going to drive me mad eventually though.

Nature Check

Knowledge Nature (1d20+1)[12]
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[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]


Bolvar looks at the group. "What reason do I have for wanting to fight bandits? Those with strength should use it help others. If you simply sit back and watch bad things occur when you can stop them, you are just as guilty as causing them. I have strength, I can see bad things happening, those I must at least try to stop them."

Bolvar turns to the innkeep's wife. "I will have my fortune told. Its been far to long since I have heard the words of the spirits."

Bolvar takes out his coin pouch and starts counting 10 coins. After two restarts in counting, he finally reaches 10 coins. He probably only reached 10 because that is every coin he has, and he is just hoping that it is in fact 10 coins. He hands the coins to the woman.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

She scowls at the flashily-dressed human. "I didn't ask for your help in my task. Whether or not you think it's "wise", or "short-sighted", vengeance will be had, with or without helping hands." She looks to Bolvar and Thorael and gives a hint of a smile. "Though the help that has thus far been, presumably, offered will be gladly accepted."

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[crimson77]

The old hag smiles and replies, "I would gladly tell ye fortune Bolvar..."She takes your coins and then she shakes the contents of her bag out into her hand and clutches the contents close to her. She bites her hand and lets the blood run into her clenched fist before dropping the contents onto the table before Bolvar. The small irregular shaped bones fall out in a patter before him still dripping with blood. She gasps and shakes her head and replies, "The bones speak of death, for I have rolled for you the sign of death. I not know what side of death you are on, the giving or receiving. But wait, there is something else here, I see another, there is one lying in between life and death, a voice calling out to you. Part of her still lives, trapped in between, lost but not forgotten. Careful you must be, for the bones speak of death rapped up in this voice, this being you love, who is trapped in between. Any questions Bolvar?"

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar lets out a strangled gasp. He stares at the ceiling for a few seconds before speaking. "I see we have no mere charlatan here. Thank your for your insights. I don't know where to go in this world, but I will continue my search." Bolvar becomes much firmer in his speach now. "My path has become a little more clear. The bones speak of death? I shall certianly be on the giving side. For the only death they can speak of is those of these bandits!"

[crimson77]

The hag lets out a sigh, "You may not know where to go, but fate does, you will weave down the right path; hopefully you will not get too lost along the way, or take too many wrong paths." She looks around, "Any more fortunes to read? or questions you would like to ask the fates? For a mere 10 gold your friend got answers from the dead."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Calthoric stares at Rasellia for a moment with a blank stare and a slight sigh. Then turns his attention to the hag and pulls out a sack laden with coin. Pulling out 35 gold pieces Calthroic sets the gold in front of the hold women with a lavish smile. "Apparently milady superstition and trust in the fates have more support then tactics. If you could be so kind and give the fortunes to the rest of us so we may equally seek our paths as Bolvar has. He flashes a doubting smile to the old woman but one that has a hint of resignation.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The hag chuckles, "Fortunes, fortunes, fortunes, you seek....we will see where the bones fall for you. 35 gold is more than enough, I will even give the servant his fortune for the extra five." and snatches up the coins

She gathers up the bones and stands before Calthoric. The bones fall on to the table in front of him. "Ohhh, this is interesting, the bones show the fool, and that you are more than one man. You are not the man that stands before us are you? You are scared of your past, a past that you cannot escape from. Your past will haunt you until you it catches up with you. When your past catches you, you will die, however, death can be a transformation. You will change, hopefully not to ashes. Any questions?"

She Gathers up her bones, moves to Thorael and then scatters the bones before him. "The sage...no wait, its almost the sage, just one bone short. Hmmm, you wish to be wise but you fear you are not, you have splendor and power but not always wisdom. You are greedy for knowledge but realize that it is all you have. Walk slowly mage, for even your extra years will not give you the knowledge you seek if you do not find the right path. Any questions?"

Next she moves to Rasellia and drops the bones on the table before her. "Oh the lover. You are or were in love. Love that has caused you to get to this place. Unrequited love. You are lonely, tired, confused, lost. You find yourself here, alone once more. You have become filled with bitterness which is turning into to hate, which fills you with dread for you fear hate. Tread carefully healer, find your own healing before you become consumed by your hate. Any questions?"

Finally, she stands before Gully drops the bones and says in goblin,
"Oh the betrayer, betrayer of what? Your people, your friends, you master? You have and will betray, you are lost in your betrayal, a lonely servant longing to be the master. You should be careful in the company you keep. Any questions?"

Gully shakes his head. The hag waits for your reply.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric flashes a slight smile and a subtle wink to the old woman. He listens intently as she reveals the fortunes of all those seated at the table masking well any emotions that he had of the various readings. "Very interesting prophet but mostly useless. You told us nothing that I am sure we each did not already know. Your prophecies can easily be used to justify almost any action we take." Calthoric jiggles the bag, the sound of colliding coin muffled inside of it. "Perhaps payment for information instead? Payment of course made after I have heard it and determined its worth. Tell us more of the increased bandit activity, perhaps where to find the ladies bandits so she may enact her revenge, or if you cant tell us any of that a direction to travel to where those answer can be had."

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Thorael rolls his eyes in a grand gesture as he breaks into a partial chuckle. "Well that was insightful. A goblin who travels with elves... the Betrayer. A traveling elf, wizard by garb, the Sage... though still seeking wisdom. The Nobleman, alone in the wilderness, without contingent... wants to be something he's not. Cranky, though mildly attractive woman healer.... love lost. Brawny fighter... death, his or someone else's. These are all extraordinary leaps of intuition. I am absolutely floored by this demonstration of Orcish Witchcraft." The mage shakes his head, still smiling as he turns to Calthoric. "I'm sure glad that wasn't my money..."

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[crimson77]

"Skeptic Elf, your sight deceives you. For a price, I can scry the bandit camp and show you the path. Right here right now you will see the path to follow. How much would you pay for that? However, I will need blood from one who will walk the path with you for the scrying to work."

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

She remains silent during her reading, not showing much thought or care for her results. Her eyes, however, flash with anger as Calthoric once again jingles his coinpurse. "You disgust me, nobleman; you think money can solve all your problems, buy you friends." She turns to the fortune-teller, a stern look on her face. "Madam, I mean you no disrespect; you and your husband have given me shelter - if for a price - these past few days. But please, I don't believe in your fortune-telling, so could you please leave me out of your swindling?" She takes a swig of her ale, scowling. "I haven't the time nor the money for it..." Looking to Thorael, she stretches a bit. "Are we going or what?"

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[crimson77]

The hag gasps as Rasellia's comment, "I am no swindler and fortune-telling is nothing to believe or not believe in. I do not insult you for your beliefs healer." Turning back to Calthoric she smiles and says, I will give you your scrying for free, just to show the nonbeliever in your midst." Her eyes flash to Thorael but not Rasellia's. She grabs from under her robe a dark flask and spills it over the table. You smell blood, stale blood. A few drops splash on each of your hand and they lightly burn. She takes her hand over the pool of blood on the table and speaks words long forgotten. The black substance starts to waver from within and spiral with colors, however the pool does not move. You can now see clearly in the pool the Inn. "here you are, I will show you the path." The view in the pool moves south, through the bushes and soon a path emerges and continues flows south. Soon a river is seen with a rope bridge, still continuing south then a rocky area were you can see a cave opening. She looks confused. "I cannot seem to see into the cave, there is magic there blocking me. Beware, of magic there. You have now seen the route to their hiding place. Good Luck"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init +2|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk |+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10| CHA 12[/table]

Thorael now looks intrigued. "Perhaps you yet have some skill woman. Your gold may not have been completely wasted Calthoric." The wizard contemplates that which he has just seen. After a moment he turns to Rasellia. "You may wish to consider...relaxing a bit. As i understand it, nobles in your lands do not typically show great generosity. If your High Lord over there wishes to finance our expedition, are you not bound by some code, or fealty, honorable something or other to accept?" Looking now at Bolvar "What do you make of all this Bolvar?"

OOC:

I'm looking to identify what possibly could be blocking the scry attempt, perhaps the magic she used or what ever you want to give me here.

Spellcraft [roll0]
K:Arcane [roll1]
Misc[roll2]{table]Spot|[roll3]|Listen|[roll4][/table]

[crimson77]

OOC for Ayr

You have a few logical ideas of what has happened with the scrying. First, it could be a dead magic zone and the scrying falling short. Secondly, it could be blocked by a privacy spell if a mage knew that one might look in on them. Finally, lots of magic in the area might have disrupted the spell from accomplishing the task.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

Giving the elf a look that suggested bewilderment, the half-breed followed it up with one of disgust and repugnance. "Why would I owe a showy aristocrat like that any form of obligation? My only allegiance lies with God, and the priesthood which worships Him. My current course of action is clear; to punish those who have acted against my order, and therefore God, with or without help." Turning to the hag, her look softens to one of begrudging respect. "And while I meant no initial slight against you, scryer, it seems I was wrong about your abilities. For that I apologize."

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[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar shurgs his shoulders. "Magic is like relying on the weather. Sometimes its good, sometimes not. I will leave the magic up to you and our healer lady. We have been shown where to go. If you think its valid magic, lets not waste time arguing over petty ideals. Lets strike before the bandits have another chance to make sad stories for travlers."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]Calthoric watches the exchange between Rasellia and the old woman. A half smile crossed his lips. I noticed she did not bother to thank me, let her have her pride. He shrugs off the thought. "You are right milady. Money cannot solve all one's problems nor can it buy friends, though at times it can buy loyalty. It did seem,though, to get you the information and direction you wished to have." He looks to Thoreal with a smile. "My elven friend I do not wish to fund this expedition though I would not mind the company during any travels that take place and, of course if the opportunity arises, to expand my own coffers." He trails off mumbling something about freedom and heads in the direction of his room in the back. "I shall attire into more worthy traveling cloths. If you will all excuse me a moment. He bows slightly to the group and continues heading to his room to prepare for travel. He stops abruptly and turns to the group. "Or shall we wait till the morning and begin our travels?"

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

"If we wait till morning, the bandits could have made another vicitim in this world. Strike now!"

Bolvar seems to be very anxious to get underway. He paces back and forth waiting for the group to deciede what to do.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Extended Mount[br]Extended Mount[br]Knock|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||


Thorael looks a bit shocked at the repsponse. "Well I, for one am going no where this evening. Not until I've had an opportunity to rest, and prepare my arcane gifts. Something more appropriate to the coming battle than making travel more comfortable is in order. In addition, i need to try and acquire some additional gear. Some rope, Perhaps a dagger. I'm a fairly decent shot with a bow. Again, the bandits got a majority of my gear."

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Nodding in agreement with Thoreal he turns to Bolvar. "I admire your spirit Mighty Bolvar but it would not do well to enter a camp wrought with fatigue and barely able to battle. I too then shall retire for this evening. Until the morrow." He bows deeply to the old couple running the inn and gives another head nod to the group at the table and retires to his room.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The night passes quickly and soon you find yourselves in the common room gathering your stuff. The smell of hot bread fills the room as the hag comes out with several loves of bread and some sausage. The rain has slowed to a mist but the roads outside still look very muddy from the near dawn light. The innkeeper looks to you and asks, 'Should we be expecting you back tonight?"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Knock[br]Summon Swarm[br]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||


Thorael enters the main room, stretching and with a not so comfortable look upon his face. "Innkeeper, i do not know how you manage to stay in business. Your beds are even worse than your wine. Lucky for me, Gilly was here to stop your leaky roof from bothering me all night." The wizard looks entirely put out. "Stay another Night?! I suppose if we live through this we may return. You may be able to make it up to me if... you have some items for sale? A pack? a bow perhaps? some arrows? a dagger? some Rope? Some rations? A water skin or two? I understand...nae, expect the quality to be second rate, but i am willing to look aside this time."

ooc:

updated Spell selction in my listing above. I'm +1 to diplomacy ;) if it help me in my pricing and/or ability to get gear/ 8 hrs rest should get me Level back in hp right? (5)??{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

OOC Ayr
Your diplomacy will get you pbh prices on used items (almost new)

The innkeeper replies, "I do have some items I could sell ye, a short bow, 23 arrows, a back pack, 100 ft of rope, 3 days of trail bars, and fresh wine skin."

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

"Too tired to fight after a walk in the woods at night? Bah!" Bolvar seems to have woken up extra early this morning, like a child on christmas morning. He paces back and forth muttering about how they should have gone last night.

"If our healer lady is not up in 10 minutes, I will start "dropping" pans on accident" Finally, Bolvar can not contain himself, and exits the inn to stretch and warm himself up.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]

Rasellia can be found leaning against the outside wall of the inn, eyes closed in either light slumber, or thought. Regardless, upon the exit of the barbarian, she opens them, giving him an evaluating glance for a moment before an uncharacteristic smile. "Morning, sleepyhead. Is everyone else ready?"
She either didn't sleep at all, or got very little if she was up before the rest of the group.

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric leaves his room and enters the tavern area. His clothing has changed dramatically. He no longer dons the regal wear of blue and gold. In its place is a well fitted black leather outfit. On its chest is the same emblem as he other cloths except the colors are now a darker grey inlaid into a lighter one. He looks about the room with a smile and orders some breakfast for everyone.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

You spend the morning packing up and soon are ready to leave. The morning meal was wonderful but after a half-hour of walking in the mud your hunger returns. You follow the path that was seen last night by the hag, you move through the underbrush and bushes as thorns rip through your clothing. Soon you find the trail south. Off in the distance you can faintly hear the river flowing. As you see the river coming up you can see a large bipedal creature near the bridge. As you venture closer you can make out a large greenish brown creature with spots of dark brown fur [OOC: knowledge nature check]. It growls at you. [OOC: You have first initiative.]
[AC: 16 (-1 size, +2 Dex, +5 natural), touch 11, flat-footed (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#flatFooted) 14]
[OOC: it takes up the 10x10 square that it is in]

[ooc: map key]http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/3852/keyba9.png

[map round 0]http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/3563/ri10ic5.png (http://img402.imageshack.us/img402/3563/ri10ic5.png)

DM spoiler
63 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]
Knowledge: nature check - [roll0]
Rasellia looks more confused than worried, placing a cautionary hand on her sword hilt. "What... the heck is that thing?"

Spot: [roll1] Listen: [roll2]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Calthoric looks at the creature with a bit of concern. He knocks an arrow and begins to distance himself a bit from the group. (move to E3 and ready an action to shoot if it makes hostile action.) "I'm not exactly sure but it does not seem too friendly. Perhaps some banter with it can ease its hostile seeming mood?"

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar looks around at the group. "You guys going to try to talk with that thing? It will probably grind your bones to make its bread. Lets just kill it and get to our bandit problem!"


Bolvar draws his sword, but takes no further action.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Longbow|dmg: 1d8-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Knock[br]Summon Swarm[br]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||


Thorael wispers harshly. "Hold your blade, what are ye...daft? don't you know thats a Troll?! Only fire and acid can really damage it. The way we are equipped, I doubt we can take it head on. Calthoric. You seemed fairly silver tongued. Perhaps you should try and talk to it. Careful not to piss it off."

OOC:

Definately need more room on our side of the river. I'll fall back to 30 to K -3 (off the map). and Ready an arrow vs Attack. Gilly falls back a full 60, and find a nice tree to hide behind (use the misc Roll for gilly hide check if ye'd like +5)
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
K:Nature|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 13/13/10 | Nobles Clothes
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
The color slightly fades from Calthoric's face as he looks to the beast then back to Thoreal. Still holding his bow in case thing get unpleasant he looks back to the creature and speaks. "You there...uhmmmm...Troll? We have matters that do not concern you and it would be beneficial for both you as well as us to not be delayed with your...presence? I assure you that we are to humble to warrant the attentions of one as mighty as you."

This is so not going to turn out well. I don't even know if the thing speaks or understands what I am saying. Probably should have used smaller words. Ah well hindsight is always the clearest I suppose. Calthoric just waits to see what happens. Confidence missing completely from his features.

OOC: Action should the beast move towards us.
Attack: [roll0]
damage: [roll1]
Crit Chance: (1d20+6)[25]
damage: (3d6)[3][5][3](11)
{table]Spot|[roll2]|Listen|[roll3][/table]

[crimson77]

[map: round 1]http://img68.imageshack.us/img68/8134/ri11mr0.png (http://imageshack.us)

The creatures eyes narrow at the sound of Calthoric's voice. It glances at the dividing party, unsure of what to make of the two standing in the road. It does not move, but claws the air in front of it aggressively while growling. It makes a noise, "grrrmmm....food?"

[Hold action]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights<br>Detect Magic<br>Mage Hand<br>Message<br>Prestidigitation|Animate Rope<br>Magic Missile<br>Ray of Enfeeblement<br>Ray of Enfeeblement<br>|Knock<br>Summon Swarm<br>Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick<br>Lightning Bolt||

"Tell em...Tell em you're not very tasty Cal!! Tell him to go away!!" The nervousness is clear in the wizards voice as he continues to fall back.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp:40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 | detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 | cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1[/table]
The half-elf keeps her eyes on the troll, but calls back to the caster. "Come on, Thorael! If you're afraid of this thing, then how can you expect to teach those bandits a lesson?" Her voice is tense, obviously from the situation, but lacks any of the cynicism that was emitted last night.

Drawing her blade, she takes a step forward, calling out to the troll. "Stand aside, monster! You have the choice of going hungry for another day, or tasting steel!"

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[crimson77]

[Round 1 continued]
[MAP]
http://img241.imageshack.us/img241/7349/ri11ww7.png (http://imageshack.us)

Ras's taunts and aggressive movement prompt the troll into motion. The massive creature moves forward with speed and agility, it is soon upon Ras. The creature swings it's massive claws at Ras [[roll0]] which tears at her flesh. [[roll1]]

You hear Cal's bow thump and a arrow streaks into the creature, dark blood pours out of the creature's chest.

[ooc: Chu, as far as I am concerned you have only moved 5 feet, you can still attack/run] [People who can still do something are: Chu/Finn/Ayr]

DM52 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 28/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
Taken somewhat by surprise by the troll's immediate response, she grunts as the claws rake through her armour. Growling, she raises her shield in front of her, raising her sword to the skies. "Then let's press onward, and God-willing, no holding back!!!"

[OOC:]
Casting defensively: [roll0]

[IC:]
Expertly using her shield to protect herself from any impending attacks, she fills her allies with the same faith that she has in herself, fueling their combat ability.
Bless - +1 morale bonus to hit, and +1 morale bonus to saves vs. fear, 50-foot burst, encompasses all party members, 1 minute

Spot: [roll1] Listen: [roll2]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]"Try to get into a flanking position with it. Also this thing has a long reach be careful moving around it. If you have to fight defensively."

I can not believe she just did that. I hope she does not think every battle has to be fought or this can turn into a short adventure. I can almost talk us out of anything especially when they are lacking the intelligence this thing apparently is.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar sees the mighty troll attack Ras and moves to her side. He swings his two handed sword and misses.

attack:
[roll2] + 8 = 10

"Fight me you monster. Leave her be and concentrate on the real threat!"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights<br>Detect Magic<br>Mage Hand<br>Message<br>Prestidigitation|Animate Rope<br>Magic Missile<br>Ray of Enfeeblement<br>Ray of Enfeeblement<br>|Knock<br>Summon Swarm<br>Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick<br>Lightning Bolt||


Thorael bellows a quick "No you fools!!" and then lets his arrow fly. Soaring highly over the trolls head. "Bah... fetid bow. I knew that inn keeper was way to enthusiastic in parting with it. Probably cursed!"


Ranged Attack[roll0] - Another 4 for shooting into melee - another 4 for cover (my friends) +1 Bless
Arrow Damage [roll1]
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll2]|Listen|[roll3]
Spellcraft|[roll4]|K:Arcane|[roll5]
Misc|[roll6]|Misc|[roll7][/table]

[crimson77]

Round 2


[MAP]
http://img157.imageshack.us/img157/7825/ri11kp6.png (http://imageshack.us)

The creatures howl of rage continues and it now turns towards Bolvar attacking with both claws and a bite. One claw hits ripping a part of Bolvar's armor off with a chunk of flesh. The creature latches on with a strong bite to Bolvar's arm leaving bloody gashes. The other arm Bolvar manages to sidestep.

[OOC: Bolvar takes 21 damage total]

[roll0] [roll1] [roll2] [roll3] [roll4] [roll5]
[roll6]
[spoiler]You see that where the arrow has hit has stopped spilling blood and is only a lighter shade of green

[DM]57 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[BR]Detect Magic[BR]Mage Hand[BR]Message[BR]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[BR]Magic Missile[BR]Ray of Enfeeblement[BR]Ray of Enfeeblement[BR]|Knock[BR]Summon Swarm[BR]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[BR]Lightning Bolt||
[Round 2]

"Oh no... this is bad, real real bad" Thorael breaks into a sprint, almost as if fleeing.


4x Move L3, M4, N5, N6, O6... around the Tree to R11

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 26/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

As the trolls claws into Bolvar, Bolvar shouts "Come on you monster! You will have to do better then that to kill me."

Bolvar swings his sword again.

Attack:
[roll2] + 8 = 9

Damage:
[roll3] +2

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 28/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
Gritting her teeth, Rasellia keeps her shield raised, side-stepping around the huge monster before bringing her sword to bear upon it's regenerating flesh. "It's healing itself! We have to bring it down quickly!"

[OOC:]
5-foot step to L11
Attacking: [roll0] [Crit threat] (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=33898&page=7)
Damage: [roll1]

Spot: [roll2] Listen: [roll3]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric releases two quick shots with his bow as he surveys the battle.


attack 1 [roll0]
damage1 [roll1]

attack 2 [roll2]
damage 2 [roll3]


{table]Spot|[roll4]|Listen|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

[End of Round 2]
A man appears on the other side of the river, as if out of nowhere. He draws his bow and a flaming arrow streaks towards the troll followed quickly by another. The first arrow strikes the troll clearly in the back and the flames ignite the hair on his back. The troll screams with rage. The second arrow hits the ground a few meters away from the cleric.
[roll0] [roll1]
[roll2] [roll3]

[crimson77]

Round 3

[MAP]
http://img413.imageshack.us/img413/5795/ri11ku6.png (http://imageshack.us)

The troll whips it's head around seeing the new threat. It then carefully withdraws from combat (sorry no AoO) and crosses the bridge to engage the new more deadly target.

[DM]"63T - 4D - 18temp="45"[after ray +5 hit instead of +9] (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Knock[br]Summon Swarm[br]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||


[Round 3]

Thorael lets out a gasp as the troll makes to flee. He takes a step to his left and drops his bow. "NOUS SOMME CHATEAU GAUCHE!!" He bellows in a thunderous voice, the depths of which are surprising for the svelt elf. A beam of what looks like clear water sparking in the sun ladened with diamonds there in shoots from his outstreatched hands striking the creature square in the chest. The trolls arms visibly wither and look of victory comes across the face of the mage as he realizes his beam struck true.


Actions:
move - 5 ft step to R12
Free - Drop Bow
Standard - Cast Ray of Enfeeblement (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/rayOfEnfeeblement.htm) [53]
Range Touch - [roll0] (+4 BAB -4 Into Melee +1 Bless)= +1
Str Damage - [roll1]


{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll2]|Listen|[roll3]
Spellcraft|[roll4]|K:Arcane|[roll5]
Misc|[roll6]|Misc|[roll7][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric sights down the length of the arrow shaft. He is about to release his knocked arrow when he sees a flash of light and the troll scream and turn chasing after the new threat. Narrowing his eyes at the new comer Calthoric frowns and runs across the street and into the bushes. Ducking behind some cover. He watches the battle unfold paying close attention to the new comer.


Move to M11 and hide
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 28/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]

Grinning to herself, she takes advantage of the troll's lapse in concentration, following through on her first strike to attack at the unprotected backside of the burning beast.

Attack of Opportunity: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]
Spot: [roll2] Listen: [roll3]

[crimson77]

In one sweeping motion, the man secures his bow and draws a great sword. The sword flares with fire as he swings it around his head and then brings the sword crashing down upon the troll. The fire licks across the troll's chest burning as the sword rips the vile creatures flesh away from its bones. The troll boils with anger and howls with rage.

(1d20+9)[18] (3d6+5)[13]

[dm]"63T - 17D - 22temp="28"[after ray +5 hit instead of +9] (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 28/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
Follows closely on the heels of the beast, Rasellia runs forth, not about to leave this stranger by himself to combat their foe.


Double-move to L18, provoking an AoO

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar uses his sword for support for a brief second after the troll charges the newcomer. After catching his breath and seeing Rasellia pass him, bolvar charges after the troll.



double move too L17, also provoking an AoO

[crimson77]

Returning the favor, the creature swipes at Ras as she approaches. The claw slices deep into her flesh, a wound she will not soon forget.

[roll0] [roll1]

[ooc: no AoO against Finn because it only gets 1 AoO/round]

[crimson77]

Round 4

[MAP]http://img187.imageshack.us/img187/3771/ri11mt8.png (http://imageshack.us)

The troll attacks the man trying to slice or bite him. The troll actually hits the man's armor as he bites into his torso. The man howls in pain but the troll also retracts his arm and mouth quickly howling in pain.


[roll0] [roll1]
[roll2] [roll3]
[roll4] [roll5]

DM "63T - 17D - 22temp="28"[after ray +5 hit instead of +9] (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/troll.htm)

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MEDhp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

After Rasellia and the blood loss coming from his wound, Bolvar finds himself hardly able to swing his sword yet he tries anyways. He dosn't even manage to connect with the creatures hide.


attack:
[roll0] + 8 = 9
I can count my combined dice rolls on 1 hand, not using binary........


damage:
[roll1]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:15/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights[br]Detect Magic[br]Mage Hand[br]Message[br]Prestidigitation|Animate Rope[br]Magic Missile[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]Ray of Enfeeblement[br]|Knock[br]Summon Swarm[br]Touch of Idiocy|Extended Rope Trick[br]Lightning Bolt||

[round 4]

Thorael shouts back in a strange tongue, reaches down and grabs his bow. Looking questioningly at the new comer, he begins moves cautiously toward the bridge.

Goblin...

"Quickly Gilly... we must cross the bridge while the Troll is distracted"
Move Action - Pickup bow
Move Action - Move to O13

Gilly
Double Move to E9
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0|
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Watching the battle hidden, Calthoric ponders the reaction of the troll. The enemy of my enemy is my friend but something about this guy makes him appear more dangerous then the troll. Has he been tracking this troll and if so he must be quite capable to deal with such a creature on his own. Or did he see his opportunity when we engaged the beast.

He decides observation is best right now and remains watching the battle. He pays close attention to the maneuvers of the new threat. He knocks and arrow and readies it for quick release. He is just not sure who the next target will be the newcomer or the troll.

DM
I am paying close attention to items weapons and means of combat from the new player on the field.


{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3][/table]

[crimson77]

The new comer whips the sword around his head before burying it deeply into the troll's thigh. The troll howls in pain and you wonder if the man is smiling behind his full helm.

[roll0][roll1]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 20/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
Her assault paused only by the force of the large beast's blows to her relatively tiny body, she continues to dole out as much pain as she has received, her golden locks fraying out all over the place from the heated movement of mortal combat. "God, just DIE!"

Power attack: -5 to hit, +5 to damage
To-hit: [roll0] (-5 power attack, +1 bless)
Damage: [roll1] (+5 power attack) (Er, 1d20? Wtf was I on?)

Spot: [roll2] Listen: [roll3]

[crimson77]

Round 5


[map]
http://img120.imageshack.us/img120/4319/ri11dv1.png (http://imageshack.us)

The troll attempts to claw at the target to no avail. The claws harmlessly fall upon the air. The man dances out of the way and brings the flaming sword down upon the creature gashing into it's belly. Brown slug empties onto the ground as the troll falls to the ground. The man quickly moves in for a final blow, severing the creatures head and then nodding to you. The flames on the sword quickly fade out leaving the blade red hot. "Thank you kind sir and madam for your help vanquishing this vial creature. Your help will be compensated greatly after we dispose of the body along with a cut of any treasure we find." The man says in a high voice. He then removes the closed helm and you see flowing sliver hair followed by the face of a female elf. "Greetings are in order, I am Leaf, slayer of trolls, founder of the troll hunters. Whom are my enemy's enemy?" She asks with a smile.

[roll0][roll1][roll2][roll3][roll4][roll5]
[roll6][roll7]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows: 57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Still not trusting the female that has hidden her identity well with magic Calthoric keeps an arrow knocked. His bow is lowered to his waist as he walks from the bushes to the right of Thoreal. "Well done...Well done indeed. A gallant effort made by all to be assured. Leaf, did you say? My name is Calthoric and the two that had rushed to your side when the troll charged you are Bolvar and Rasellia. Both are strong in weapon and even stronger in belief. This one to my left is Thaeal, master of the arcane arts, and his companion..." He looks about the area spotting the goblin off by some trees. "Ah there it is. Mister...uhmmm...well to be honest I can never speak goblin names that well. What brings you to these lands of land milady? Do not see my not looking at you as a sign that I am not listening it would seem two of my companions are in need of some aid. Thoreal can you aid them?" He then continues across the bridge to inspect the wounds of Rasellia and Bolvar. A look of confusion at not knowing exactly how to treat any wounds other the scrapes crosses his face. "May I assist you two in anyway?" His gaze keeps passing rapidly over the two injured as well as the female knight to give her the impression that he is listening.




Move to K17
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll5]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Thorael seems distracted. "Hmm..what's that? Ah, no Calthoric, the human physiology... disturbs me. Typically filthy creatures. Never know where they've been really." Taking several steps to his left, Thorael's attention is drawn to the corpse laying on the ground near him. "Gilly, to me" The wizard lets out a shrill whistle. "Roland, to me". Looking around, and satisfied the battle is over in at least appearance, he crouches beside the fallen. "Oh, and we're more than happy to accept any compensation she has to offer, but the Rules of engagement dictate that this was our kill. She aided us. We get choice.. of any treasure... recovered..." His voice trails off lost in his thoughts...


I'll investigate the body at M13/L13

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

"Well Met, Calthoric, Thaeal, Bolvar, and Rasellia. Well young noble, I am a troll hunter, I desire to bring down these vial creatures, burn their bones and keep their skulls. I have lost count the number of these creatures I has slain. I have been tracking this one for days, I am deeply sorry that it attacked your party. I one day hope these creatures will be gone from the earth, then I will be able to rest. Until that time, I must continue my quest. Do you mind if I start burning the corpse? They do start to smell rather quickly." She reaches into her robe and produces a flask and starts dumping the flask onto the corpse.

[Ayr]
As the battle dies down you are able to get a good bearing on your surroundings. You notice by the skeleton, a small backpack, partially moldy

[crimson77]

"Ah, Thorel, You are right, the rules of engagement do suggest that this was your kill. Therefore, you do have rights to the treasure, pardon my quickness. However, since it was your kill and my assist, then maybe you owe me compensation for my efforts?" She smiles and sighs, "Well, why don't we just split the treasure five ways and call it even. That is if there is any treasure. I there is nothing on this naked beast except hair."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


"It is not my place to speak for our group. I leave that to Calthoric, or... the others. I was mearly making a point to my companions. I will address two of your statements however. First, you say you have been tracking this troll for days? Well this bag of bones here could not possibly be a victim of our late toll taker. This poor bastage has been dead weeks if not months. Second. We are on the trail of a group of vile bandits. They are close and in the vicinity. Fire... may not be such a good idea. Third. As these bandits took all that i have, I'm afraid we cannot offer much more compensation than say... oh... my witty banter."
Thoreal gives a nauseated look, and half smile to the elf before he returns his attention to the corpse. Moments later a large raven circles above, and lands beside the mage. Stroking it gently under the beak, the mage wispers to it. "Find me the shineys". Without a sound the raven takes off and begins circling the area. "You too Gilly". Unstringing his bow, the wizard begins poking at the remains, ready for something to jump out at him...

I'll send out the "troops" to try and locate the trolls treasure trove. while i continue to investigate the bones and backpack.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Finn523]

[quote=Finn523;2074649]{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MEDhp: 26/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar looks at the dead troll, and then looks at the elf woman. "Your strength is excellent, you would make a fine commrade in arms. If you hate trolls, why not bandits as well? They are both lawless and vile. Bandits are even worse because they have the intellegnece to make the right choices. Come, join us in ridding the world of a few of them."

[crimson77]

[Ayr - bag contents]As you poke the backpack you realize that the strap has been enlarged so to maybe accommodate a larger creature. You see many coins in the inside of the bag. Additionally a large golden yellow is inside as well.
[Actual contents]1pp, 42gp, 60sp, 150 cp, and the gem
[Gem worth Appraise DC 16] 461 gp
[If failed][roll0]cannot estimate the value sorry

[crimson77]

The elf frowns at Thorel's comment but then elf smiles at Bolvar's request. "Surely, Thorel, you know that trolls regenerate, only fire really destroys them. I would hate for this creature to come back to life. I have seen even the most wounded creature slowly start to heal from a pile of flesh and bone. See, even now this creature is slowly healing. The time is now, maybe the bandits will see our fire and come to you. Surely you are not fearful of a small tribe of bandits. I lost the troll in the rain, surely, you understand that. Trolls love bridges, they are a great trap."

"I disagree with you Bolvar, trolls are worse than bandits. There can still be a small fragment of good in any man. However, these vial creatures can sometimes be more cunning than even the smartest human. Like the one that killed my family." A lone tear streaks down her face. "Tis my quest to kill trolls, not men, except in self-defense." With the flick of her finger, a few small sparks fall onto the oil soaked troll and the body quickly goes up in flames. Greasey black smoke fills the area as the fire quickly rages. Strong heat waves flicker off the flaming troll distorting the air so that she, Bolvar and Ras seem to flicker a bit. However, her image fads while the barbarian and cleric stand tall. She seems to have disappeared.

[crimson77]

The raven circles the sky but sees nothing shinny. Gilly returns with a bent gold piece he found on the road. A large tooth mark can be seen in the middle of it.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 20/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
As their foe falls, Rasellia quickly attends to both her own and Bolvar's wounds. Digging her sword tip into the soft earth, she lays one hand on her chest, closing her eyes as she infuses herself with positive energy.
Casting cure light wounds: [roll0]
Her eyes open slowly as the majority of her gashes quickly close up, turning to her fellow fighter and smiling. "Thanks for sticking by my side, here..."
Casting cure moderate wounds: [roll1]
All this while the talk is going on. However, upon hearing the mention of whose kill it was, she turns her attention to the ensuing discussion.
"Please to meet you, Leaf, and I for one am thankful you showed up when you did. We would have left that encounter with more than cuts and bruises, to be sure. As to the matter of dividing the spoils..." She gives a stern, but not icy, glance to the elf of the party. "As one of the three who actually engaged this creature, I say you deserve most, if not all of the spoils. This thing was merely an obstacle in our path, and we engaged it due to its own stubborness."
She looks back at Bolvar, inspecting the visible wounds, ensuring that her handiwork had been thorough, then looks back to where Leaf was, only to find her gone. "Wait, what...? Didn't she want compensation...?"

Spot: [roll2] Listen: [roll3]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MEDhp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | RobesMelee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Turning to Rasellia "Thank you kindly. Your courage in combat is wonderful. If only more souls had that kind of bravery."

After seeing Leaf so suddenly disappear "A shame. She would have made a wonderful aid in the up coming fight."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


"No real loss Bolvar. She was pompous and rude. Would not surprise me to find that she was one of the bandits herself. Look at the smoke. Regardless of intention she has definatley alerted them to our presence. Now Rasellia, i understand counting is not one of your strong suits, but there were four of us who engaged the beast." Thorael holds up four fingers on his right hand. "Five if you count your bandit queen there. Calthoric and I were brite enough not so stand next to the beast or be pummeld by it. Do not imply that we did not do our part. My magic sapped it's strength. Perhaps next time, presuming you don't mindlessly charging forward again, i may be able to do even more. As it stands, we must press on before we get any unwelcomed company. There is treasure here in this pack. It does not appear to belong to the bones. Perhaps it was the trolls after all. Shame the bandit queen ran off before collecting her due share... we can split this later. " Thoreal grabs the pack, and begins to head across the bridge.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

You pack up and leave continuing south until you come to a fork in the road. You take the path to the left remembering the hags scrying. You soon find yourself nearing a rocky hill. As you can kind of make out a door slightly ajar in the rocky hill. There is what also appears to be a large blood splatter on the ground near the door. You see no one around.

[MAP]
http://img250.imageshack.us/img250/57/banditcavebu8.png (http://imageshack.us)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 20/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Feeling no desire to start an arguement over the wizard's attitude, she simply wipes off the blade of her sword and sheathes it, muttering a few soft words, perhaps a prayer, as she does so.

Coming upon the door and blood, she looks more quizically at the man-made device embedded in the side of the hill - she had never seen such a thing before. "Who on earth puts a door there?"

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MEDhp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | RobesMelee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar looks around at the scene. "Did someone beat us here?" Bolvar draws his sword. "Come friends, let us exact revenge"

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows: 57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Ignores the petty bickering as the only true point is the spoils remained among the party. He follows along with the group quitely letting the others lead the way until they reach the door.

"People that do not wish to be found easily, Lady Rasellia, would do such a thing or dwarves themselves have been known to build their hovels into the sides of mountains. Lets not be to hasty Master Bolvar, there are more dangers then just some female with a flaming sword or a troll that is hungry."

Calthoric slowly approaches the door and inspects it and the blood spot closely looking for any kind of hidden mechinisum.


Move to K17
{table]Spot||Listen|[roll]1d20+7 rolled in ooc (19)
Search|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The door seems to be slightly ajar. Remnants of an apparent trap hang sprung and sway slightly in the breeze. The blood soaked ground looks fresh, but it it uncertain how long it has been there, maybe hours or a few days. You can smell the sent of burning from inside the cave wafting from the door. You still see and hear no one.

[ooc: please indicate where you move forward to...]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows: 57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]Calthoric seeing that the blood is fresh and that the trap has already been triggered pushes open the door. He is still keeping eyes open for secondary traps as well as possible resetting traps. "We will want to be cautious when traveling in here. As you can see...." Calthoric points to the expended trap. "This place has been guarded by hidden means. There may also be magical devices here Thoreal do you have ways of detecting such? I should be able to spot most of them but there are some I am sure that even I wont be able to find. I will stay in the lead." With that he stows his bow and pulls out his short sword and slowly and steadily enters the structure.


Sorry Moved to H11, it was late for me when i responded.
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll5]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[crimson77]

[map]http://img442.imageshack.us/img442/5343/banditcaveeq6.png (http://imageshack.us)

The door creaks slowly open, inside is very dark with only a little light from the doorway lighting the room. Inside smells like blood and burnt flesh. You feel a little bile rising in your throat as you slowly enter the room. Some beds lay on the south side of the room, a wooden table in the middle, some crates along the northeast wall, and a weapon rack along the north wall. Dark pools line the floor. You see no one around in here.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"Ah... well this explains why the Bandit Queen was so friendly to us. Recruiting. Her entire cadre of ruffians seem to have been... snuffed. Yes they were, weren't they. The bad men have snuffed it. Haven't they. No longer among the living are they. Former bandits as it were. Yes, yes, yes." The raven sitting on Thoraels shoulder tilts its head as the wizard does a bit of baby talk to it. Scratching it under the beak again, he shrugs the bird off his shoulder. "Fly my friend. Circle, and warn me of danger." Turning his attention back to the group. "What's that now... sensing Magic? I do have that ability, albeit for a limited time. We had best be sure that it is an appropriate time to unleash such arcane power. I am sensing a bit of an ambush. Perhaps i should stay out side and ensure that no one comes along... traping us inside. My Elven eyes are, afterall, much sharper than that of you humans." Looking around a bit nervously, the mage puts on an obviously forced showing of pseudo bravery.

Move - A10
Gilly Hold - A12
Roland (Raven) - Scouting

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Looking at the would-be noble and the conspiracy-theory arcane caster, Rasellia can't help but show her bewilderment. What madmen have I allied myself with...?

Sighing at Thorael's continued distrust, she steps forward. "I have the capacity to detect magic as well, Calthoric. If Bolvar has no qualms with the idea-" She smiles at the barbarian, "I would follow you, and keep my eyes of elven descent peeled for anything of the sort."

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]
Bolvar looks at Thorael. Bolvar has seen the fear of dark places before among his younger tribesmen. "Staying outside? We will need your mighty powers within! If you are attacked by some wondering pack of trolls by yourself outside, you will have no chance. It's better to stick with us."

Turning to Rasellia and Calthoric, Bolvar frowns. He is fully aware that he basically just said he needs the mage with him, but is still not very found of magic. "Whatever came in before us probably set off the traps for us. I am sure we will be fine with Calthoric's abilities. But if we must use magic, then we must."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric moves into the middle of the room towards the table hoping to find a candle or some other form of light. "be careful where you step there are sometimes pressure plates in the floor that sets of things that go boom. Anyone have a torch or some other form of light. I am having a bit of difficulty seeing throughout this room. Though I can make out most of surrounding areas I cannot tell if someone is lurking in the corners."


Move to M11
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll5]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"No, no. Not staying out side. More... delaying outside. Just, of course, to make sure that there are no, um, ambushes or anything." Thorael continues to scan the area, waiting for the party to enter the cave.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

[Map]
http://img443.imageshack.us/img443/5052/banditcavezt0.png (http://imageshack.us)

Calthoric slowly moves in, the stench of death is strongly present here and is only exacerbated by the darkness. As he moves forward he can feel his boots sloshing in liquid until he bumps up against the table. There is more liquid on the table and a few over turned cups and plates with the remnants of what looks to be bread. The dampness of the cave is starting to get to you. You still do not see anyone around.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Rasellia draws her sword once more, looking over Calthoric's shoulder. "Let's shed some light on this situation..." She passes a gloved hand over the tip of her blade, causing the sharp end to glow as brightly as a torch before walking in after the rogue. Closing her eyes and uttering a single word, she repoens them, her irises glowing slightly with a pale, blue light as she scans around the room, waiting for any magical auras present to congeal into solid shapes.
Casting light on my longsword
Casting detect magic
Moving to L10

Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[crimson77]

[MAP]
http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/4569/banditcavekf6.png (http://imageshack.us)

Ras, you enter, sloshing through murky liquid. As your light is cast upon your sword you now see large pools of what you think is blood on the floor. As you cast detect magic you see an aura strongly radiating up from under the ground. Most of the room is burnt with crates overturned and grain spilled into the pools of blood.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

Confident that whatever could have popped out, would have popped out by now, Thorael moves forward. Pondering why the barbarian is holding his position, the Mage sort of peeks over Bolvar's shoulder inspecting what ever it is that has enraptured his would be friend. A quizzical glance at the barbarian proper, then back into the room, the elf is cleary puzzled. Excusing him self, he shimmies past the brooding Bolvar and into the cavern. With what little light the cleric has shed and is provided by the openeing, he takes a deeper look at one of the blood pools...

Move to J11, Inspecting blood in K 11
+5 K:Planes, +8 K:Arcane, +4 all other Knowleges
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]
http://img148.imageshack.us/img148/1403/banditcavecf2.png (http://imageshack.us)

Thorael, you believe the blood to be humanoid, it is similar to other blood you have seen.

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1] [/table]

Bolvar snaps out of his reverie. He steps up to Calthoric. "Well friend, is all clear? It seems that whatever did this damage has gone it's way." Bolvar gestures at the blood on the ground. "Divine justice prehaps, or maybe group in-fighting?"

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric flashes a thankful smile to Rasellia for the illumination. He looks about the room not hiding his disgust at the scene. "Lady Rasellia if you could follow me with the light please. Be sure to follow my foot prints as exact as possible. I would suggest the rest of you keep watch and do not move. I have only secured to the table and have yet to travel the rest of the room. From the looks of the room a fire trap has went off but these bodies were not killed by fire. The blood is still in liquid form and not charred like the appearance of most of the room. Judging by these crates and the beds we are in a guarded store room of some kind." Calthoric slowly moves to north wall being sure to watch the floor for outlines in the blood where it could have seeped through cracks of a specific brick to indicate a hidden door in the floor or pressure plate hiding a mechanism.


Move to M4 and then begin my circle. If no one cares to wait a half hour I will do a slow complete circle of the room and inspect throughly for hidden traps and secret doors.
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll5]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[crimson77]

Calthroic:
After searching the natural cavern structure, you find no set traps, only the remnants of sprung traps, most of them destroyed beyond repair. You notice an area on the floor that looks to be a secret hiding place (P7) and you notice that Ras keeps looking to that spot as well. At that spot, it appears that another type of stone was placed over this spot and sealed with some sort of mortar.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]"It is safe to move about the hovel I have completed my search and found that all traps that are in the area have been expended and unusable save one possibly. There is is something hidden behind this stone."

He points to the ground in the general area. Calthoric moves next to the questionable slab and kneels into the muck. He slowly drags his finger tips around the mortar checking it throughly for creaks and hidden levers. The mock nobleman unbuttons the front of his leather armor and pulls out a finely crafted fold of leather inlaid with many ornate markings. Untying the string Calthoric unfolds the leather case to display a set of finely crafted assortment of tools. Running his index finger over the instruments one by one he rests on the tool he was looking for. It looks like a small version of a mining pick and he slowly starts chewing away at the mason.

"I would stand back as I have been known to accidentally release a poison gas cloud or a burst of flame doing this. Unfortunately Lady Rasellia I will need the light and if you could stand 10 paces to the left of me would be most useful. Master Thoreal, Master Bolvar if you would, check those crates and shelves for anything that might aid our journey."


Move to P8, if i find a mechanical way of removing the slab i do that else I keep slowly chipping away at the mortar.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll3]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll5]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1]search[roll0] [/table]

"Err, right. Check the crates." Bolvar is sure to move well away from calthoric, and begins searching the crates as instructed.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 2
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
The half-elf follows close behind Calthoric, trying to focus on the magical aura emanating from the floor. Only half-paying attention to the rogue's words, she blinks upon hearing the scraping of his tool. Snapping out of it somewhat, she crouches a bit. "Be VERY careful, Calthoric.. There is magic coming from this place in particular..." Standing back up, she holds her sword over the noble-wannabe's head, ignoring his advice for caution. "I won't leave your side."


Moving to O8
Spellcraft to determine which school the aura is from (DC 15 + 1/2 caster level of non-spell effect): [roll0]
Spot: [roll1] Listen: [roll2]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"Poison...er..em. The Crates. Right. I should collect up Gilly and Roland first. Let me, uh... good". Thorael hastily exits and heads out to find his henchmen.

Move - F11
Gilly - Move E11
Recall Roland to Me
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]
http://img253.imageshack.us/img253/1121/banditcaveot3.png (http://imageshack.us)

Calthoric slowly chips away at the mortar, it comes slowly off and after an hour of hard work the stone is able to be lifted off. Under the stone you can see a steel box with a lock on the top.

Balvor, you find nothing but moldy bloody grain.

Thoreal, you start to become bored waiting outside.

[crimson77]

The sun slowly starts to set outside the cavern. Thoreal, you hear a lone wolf howl in the distance.

DM:
http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/1023/g5138lu7.png (http://imageshack.us)

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

The Red Robed mage Stretches. Perhaps he nodded off, perhaps not, but this propped up postition next to the door was... quite comfortable. Seein dusk coming on, and not hearing any booms or hisses of significant value, Thorael, Roland, and Gilly reenter the Cave. "Whell... everything seems secure out there. Sounds as if all is well in here as um well. Look it's starting to get dark out there. I can open a portal to a safe and secure location for the night if we wish to stay out here. We have no idea where the bandits got off to. Or what got the bandits. Theres no sign of my gear, or my friend. We're not even sure this is where the bandits were, taking the word of that witch. No plan. You apparently... hey, what's that you found there?" Thorael looks on with interest at whatever it is the nobleman, and lesser humans are fiddlin with.


If they let me, i'll check out the box, the hole and/or whatever.
Im also looking for any gear besides the rotten grain. Daggers, Staves, Arrows, anything like that.
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img178.imageshack.us/img178/3662/banditcaveau9.png (http://imageshack.us)

Thoreal walks up to the where the party is hovering around the box. At that moment the magically lit sword dims and goes out. The party is now left in total darkness.

[ooc: I let the light spell go a little too long.]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 2
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Rasellia blinks, unseen in the dark, the reason for the spell fizzling taking a moment to dawn upon her. "Ah... oops, my mistake... sorry." She passes her hand over the blade once more, relighting it. "Perhaps we could get a fire going, because these only last for a few minutes at a time..."


Casting light
Spot: [roll0] Listen: [roll1]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]|spot[roll1][/table]

"Magic, always failing when you need it." Bolvar whispers to himself softly. "So, have we got any treasure in there, or should we just move on?"

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img176.imageshack.us/img176/5697/banditcavexc2.png (http://imageshack.us)

You soon have a small fire cracking in the cave, the light lightly licking the cave walls. The sun seems to have set outside. Thoreal you see the weapon's rack, however, the rack seems to have been severely destroyed by the fire. You find a lot of parts of weapons but nothing that is usable or sellable.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric looks around the box to make sure that no mechanism is attached to the box. Satisfied that it is safe he picks the box out of the hole and moves to the fire. Sitting cross-legged he places the box on his lap and looks more closely with the lock. He is too engrossed with the thing to really pay any attention to others as they do whatever it is they are doing. Calthoric always liked puzzles and he sees opening locks at the ultimate puzzle. Once again he opens his leather case and selects two different instruments. One of them is a long pointed device that is serrated on side. The other instrument was curved at the end with a flat tip. Calthoric gently works the devices into the lock.


move to M7
{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Hide|[roll2]|Move Silently|[roll5]
Bluff|[roll4]|Open Lock|[roll3]
Search|[roll6]|UMD|[roll7][/table]

[crimson77]

After a few moments *SNAP* the lock on the box springs open along with the boxes lid. Gauzing inside in the pale fire light, you see two objects in the box, a sack and another object.

If you open the sack:
The sack is spilling over with gold and other coins 3 pp 453 gp 128 sp 33 cp.

The other object looks like this:
http://img101.imageshack.us/img101/1023/g5138lu7.pngIt is a rod about 5.5 inches long, 1.5 inches in diameter.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric holds up the bag and the rod inspecting each then looks to Thoreal and Rasellia. "There seems to be these two items in this box. Can you see if it was the items or the box itself that was alerting you of a magical presence? I am assuming it would be the rod but you never know. I also suggest, though revolting as it is, we stay here for the night. It is easily defensible and we can secure it from the inside. Bar up the door with some crates lets prepare some food and rest for the night. Fortunately there seems to be some vacant beds we can use as well."

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"The bed's?! Lice, Grubs, Filth, who knows what else. No tonight we shall sleep unaccosted in an extra dimensional space brought into being by my arcane power." Looking quite smug, but not receiving the impressed oohs and ah's expected he continues. "It's a window we can climb into. No one can get us, and no one can see in, but we can see out." Looking around at more dumbfounded stares he shakes it off "It's really quite secure. Anyway, yes, i can inspect those items. Clear off that table and place them there." While the others prepare the table, the Wizard grabs a burning log from the fire, and begins to construct a second fire on the other side of the table. Once the room is a bit more illuminated, he stands over the rod, bag, and box laid upon the table. Tossing the Troll bag on the table as well, he murmers "MONTRE MOI CELA" and he begins to humm.


create a second fire in Q13
Cast Detect Magic

I'll cast my Extended Rope Trick (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/spells/ropeTrick.htm) Little less than 10 hours before dawn. (10 hour duration)

Aura ID Spellcraft: 18 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=2112484&postcount=2)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
The female of the group also wrinkles her nose in repugnancy at the thought of sleeping in any of the beds. "I think staying here is a good idea, although I don't know how much sleep I'll be getting..." She gives a wistful look to her fellow's packs, and tries to downplay the rumbling her stomach gives off. "...I can keep watch, I suppose."

She raises her eyebrows at the veritable haul the rogue produces, eying the rod not quite as much as the gold. "Wow... I'm glad we have someone of your skills, Calthoric... although I suspect you're right; the box probably wasn't magical."

Trying not to sound greedy, she waits for a few moments before pressing the money issue. "So are we going to divide all of this equally?" Her stomach, as well as her general feeling of unversatility without her equipment drives her question, more than genuine greed.

[crimson77]

The rod radiates strongly with magic and even after the spell is over the aura lingers on and on.

Another Spellcraft check DC 15 (Chu/Ayr):Ayr - You wonder how Ras could have detected this through both the locked box and the stone. Is she more powerful than she is letting on or is this rod more powerful
Chu - You wonder how you could have detected this through both the locked box and stone, are you stronger than you think in magic or is this rod more powerful?

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]

Rasellia looks over the elf's shoulder as he works his magic - and if she knew what he was casting, would know he was putting on more of a show than necessary. "This rod... must be incredibly powerful... if it's radiating that much magic even now. The fact that I could see it through solid stone and metal is... impressive as well, and that's not to ruffle my own feathers..."

Spellcraft check: 19 - 1 = 18 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showthread.php?t=36141)

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"Indeed. The Aura of this item is beyond my abilities to decypher. Perhaps it's this place. Perhaps its the days events. Perhaps it's been sullied." Thorael shoots a quick glance to the cleric. "Regardless, time and a good nights sleep may help with that little problems. As an Elf, i require no sleep. Merely 4 hours of meditation, however i must rest myself for a full 8 hours and clear my mind in order to regain my Arcane might. In my space, we will be secure. Minimal watch should be in order. Maybe just the occasional exit to throw more fuel on the fire, otherwise we should be set till morning." Thorael looks back down on the rod and the bags of lewt. "Of course we should share these spoils. Equally is fine by me. There may be times when you are required to do more than I. There will most assuredly be times when i will do more than you. It should balance out in the end..." Absentmindedly Thorael reaches into his pack, pulls out a trail ration, and begins munching...


Another Spellcraft as requested DC:15 Spellcraft: 21 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=2113556&postcount=4)

Also, any other checks i can make? Significance of the Star, or the Shape of the Rod or make of the Metal... something a bit more mundane?

[crimson77]

Please indicate who is the first person to touch the rod

[crimson77]

Cathoric grabs the rod, it is warm to your touch.
[Cathoric]
You hear a voice in your head. "HELLO, oh, wait, I do not believe that I like you."

Cathoric - Make a reflex save DC 20 to keep hold of the rod.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Calthoric gives a surprised look as he get ready to set the items on the table for better inspection. He stops in mid stride before setting down the rod and stares at it dumbfounded almost dropping the thing to the floor. With a mock hurt voice and a look one would expect someone to see when talking to a rod Calthoric speaks to it. "uhmmm, Hello? That seems to be a bold statement to be made. What would lead you to such a conculsion?" Calthoic's eyes dance from one person to the next to see if they heard the voice as well.


Reflex: [roll0]
{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

Clathoric -
The voice whispers to you, “Well, you see, ummm…I am just not sure that we are compatible. I can sense others near by that are compatible with me in the room. I mean you no disrespect, why don’t you place me down on the table.”

Will save DC: 20 to not comply.

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Pondering the words of the rod he stares at it blankly. What is the use of a talking rod anyway. This thing is too useless to be of any worth. Calthoric Places the rod on the table and sits back where he was by the fire counting out the coins.


Will save [roll0]
{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Unaware of the dialogue between the rogue and the rod, Rasellia tries to busy herself by cleaning her sword, beginning to strip off her armour. She looks disapprovingly at all the slashes and gouges in the metal that had been repaired in a makeshift fashion. She counted herself lucky that the innkeeper had given her another, if a bit oversize, shirt - it had been more beat up than the armour was.
Blushing as her stomach rumbles, she speaks up in the hopes that no one would hear it. "SO! ...um... is anyone still hurt?"

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
"Not I, nor Gilly." Thorael comments without takeing his eyes off the Rod. "So Rasellia, what do you make of this Rod? Arcane or Divine? Calthoric, what do you mean by 'Bold Statement'? Ralleia's Feather Ruffling comment, or my inability to identify the Aura of this item, or... splitting of the lewt? You do not agree that an even split is the way to go?" Thorael lets his eyes leave the rod, and drift to the bags on the table and in Cals hands, and then the esteemed nobleman himself.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
[/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 31/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 2
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
"To be honest, Thorael, I wouldn't even be able to hazard a guess... magical items aren't exactly my strong suit." She stretches a little, giving a wince as the motion reopens a wound. Sighing at her unfinished work, she lays hands upon herself, calmly praying to God for His touch once more.

Cure light wounds: [roll0]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

After finishing the counting of the newly found coin he hands out 1pp, 111gp, 32sp and to Thoreal and Rasellia. He then hands 121gp, 32sp to Bolvar and keeps 1 pp, 111gp, 32sp, and 23cp for himself. After done passing out the coin he looks to Thoreal. "I was actually referring to something the rod had said. Apparently the holder is the only one that can hear it speak. It said others in the room are more compatable with it. Calthoric shrugs not even glancing at the rod again. "Did you not say you found some coin in that backpack by the troll. Perhaps now is a good time to divvy it out.

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
"Aye... there are 1pp, 42gp, 60sp, 150 cp, and a gem. The Gem is worth roughly 450 gp, but we'll be lucky to get 200 for it. Gems however, have uses other than money. They are critical to certain Arcane Spells. I would like to Purchase this gem, say 99 gold now, and another 99 gold when it becomes available. It is my hope that i can use this to better our cause...wait. Did you say 'the Rod Said'?!" Thorael's jaw drops as he utters these words. "Intelligent Magic, well that explains a wagon load... I... hmm". A look of concentration comes over his face as he begins to examine the rod again. "Compatible...hmm"

Im not looking to scam the party, if Crim gives us one for one on the Gems, I'll modify the above, otherwise I'm assuming his standard less than half when selling stuff...

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]
Spellcraft|[roll2]|K:Arcane|[roll3]
Misc|[roll4]|Misc|[roll5][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]

"If you need the gem for a spell, then I say just take it... it could very well save our lives some day, and I wouldn't think it'd be fair for you to pay us to do so... What kind of jewel is it anyway?" Rasellia blinks at the mage's short attention span, giving a soft sigh and going back to what she was doing.

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]spot[roll1][/table]

"A talking rod? What is the point in that? It tells you what you to do while you are in combat? I could only imagine a sword like that." Bolvar switches to a rather different voice. "No no bolvar, aim for the head. Your doing it all wrong. Parry with me faster. Get this blood off me." Bolvar is done with his poor imitation. "That would be stupid. It has no eyes, how could it possibly know whats going on? No, you keep your talking rod. I will take my share in coins."

When rasellia mentions thorael keeping the gem, Bolvar nods in agreement. "We are in this together, was a team. If you need this gem to work your magic, take it."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]
Calthoric's jaw drops as he listens to Rasellia and Bolvar give away a rather expensive split. We all can use the monies to better our selves then one spell do they not realize this?. A better weapon or more arrows or food. I am going to have to be the voice of reason for this group when it comes to funds they are too eager to give away valuable resources. Resigning to the gem already being given away and would only further drive a wedge into the need for the party he lets it be and looks to Thoreal. "Master Thoreal the amount you just said for coin, if it were my decision, would be split as follows. You, Master Bolvar and Lady Rasellia each take 13 gold pieces, 15 silver pieces and 36 copper pieces. That would leave me with the platinum piece one gold piece and 15 silver pieces and 38 copper." The key to maintaining cohesiveness is to give in places you don't think are appropriate.


{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
Thorael looks at Rasellia, Bovar, and Calthoric each in turn. Perhaps these humans are not all greedy mongrels after all. Interesting. "Rasellia, Bovar, Calthoric... your generosity seems boundless. I must insist however. We each have a price to pay. I have no need for swords, or armor, or repair. I have little use for arrows or other items of war. Yet these things cost coin. Spell components for me can become quite costly, so i will ever be seeking gems and platnum. To give me such would take away from you, and in the end not help, but cause harm. It costs some coin for each of us to do their craft. I should be no different than the rest of you."

Thorael pulls out 99 gold coins, splitting it into 3 piles of 33, he pushses one pile to each of them.

"Now... what are we going to do about this rod. Calthoric obviously wants nothing to do with it. Since you found it along side him Rasellia, perhaps you should try and...um... talk to it." The wizards eyes are drawn to the rod, an almost maniacal look comes across his face as he speaks these word.

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Rasellia takes the money gratefully, the hunger pangs already seeming to numb at the prospect. Taking a moment or two to respond to Thorael's suggestion, she raises her eyebrows and looks at the elf. "Wh... me? It seems you're much more... mmm..." She pauses as she tries to pick a word that doesn't insult, but still matches the creepy look on the wizard's face. "...interested in it than I am. But if you insist..."
She stands up slowly, more than a little wary of an allegedly talking rod, walking over to the table, reaching for it and picking it up.

[crimson77]

A startled look comes over Rasellia's face as she takes the rod.

[CHU]A soft voice enters your mind, "Oh hello, I do believe that I can like you. I need your help, I once was a weapon of power, forged to bring justice to the land. However, my wielder fell, I was unable to shield her from herself. I was taken by the enemy, and broken into seven peaces and scattered around the continent. You are lucky that you found me. There has been a presence here, soon before you came that destroyed all of the other occupants looking for me. I shielded myself from his scrying and all scrying. However, once he left, I felt your presence. The man that was here, he is powerful and ever growing. His army is becoming increasingly more powerful. Will you join me?"

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]

Raising her eyebrows, she almost drops the rod as it speaks to her. Once she realizes it lacks any obvious malcontent, she just looks at the rod as it tells its story. When it's finished, she turns it over in her hand, then looks at the rest of the group. "...It seems like it's looking for help... It claims it used to be a powerful weapon, but was broken up and scattered, and it wants our help to put it back together. Also, whoever did all this..." She makes a sweeping motion with a hand to indicate the desctruction. "Is a force to be reckoned with..." Looking back down at the rod, she speaks aloud to it. "Can you speak, Rod? And do you have a name?"

[crimson77]

A voice fills each of your minds and says, “Yes, yes Rasellia, I can speak, telepathically with the whole group. I can speak auditory; however, I find it so unintelligent that I prefer not to do so. I do have a name, both a common name and a true name. I will not tell you my true name only my common name, its Solace. We should move quickly, for the warlock will quickly return.”

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen[roll0]spot[roll1][/table]

Bolvar looks a little bit shocked, a little bit scared, and very confused by the talking rod. When he hears about the warlock, his grim face returns. "Sleep here indeed! I would rather face a pack of wolfs in the dead of night then some warlock. Lets head back to the inn and rest there."

Bolvar's face suddenly darkens. "However, if the warlock can sense the rod, and follows us to the inn, those nice people will get caught up in it. It might be better that we just stay here until we deciede what to do next."

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
She raises a reassuring hand to Bolvar. "Nownow, Solace here said that he successfully shielded himself from detection, so I don't think going back to the inn will put them in any danger. We can't, however, forget about why we're out here..." Her look hardens as she turns to Thorael and nods. "We're out to bring some law to these lands, and if not law, at least vengeance. I say we stake out somewhere out here, if not in this cave, then somewhere nearby. Unless these were the bandits we were looking for.... hmmm..." A stroke of inspiration his Rasellia, and she takes it upon herself to go over to the crates and look through them herself, trying to see if she can recognize any items from the caravan she was a part of.

[crimson77]

The voice pleads in agony, "You fool, do you not know anything about magic shielding. I have let my shielding go to be found by you. If he is strong enough, he might already be sensing that I have revealed myself. He knows that I am in these hills already. You are much too weak to fight him and his legions, in less you wish to become one of his legions. We need to make haste to a city, anything that can help shield us from his magic or at least have too many places to look. The bandits you are after are now part of his legion, look around you, it looks as if a battle has been fought here, but where are the bodies?”

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Frowning at Solace it interrupts her thoughts on vengeance, she continues her search as she replies. "How do you know these were the people we were looking for? Just because there's a living space in the side of a hill in some woods doesn't mean they were bandits, and even if they were, who's to say they were the ones we were looking for?"

Search check: [roll0]

[crimson77]

The rod gives no reply to Rasellia's question. As Rasellia searches through the bloody moldy grain she does not find anything else of worth (besides more bloody moldy grain).

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Weapon of power, now that is interesting. Though I am in no hurry to meet up with this warlock. Traveling at night does not have a promising outcome either. Calthoric pockets his divvied coins and stands away from the fire. "I could be mistaken but I have always thought a knights code was Justice before vengeance. If these are the bandits we sought then vengeance has been served. Also if the rod is correct you'll have another opportunity to give out your vengeance when met with the warlocks raiding parties again. Either way the thing is right we cannot stay here if what it says is true. Besides that I am starving and we need to find someplace with some food heading back to the inn seems counter-productive. I am unfamiliar with this particular region does anyone know where the closest city is?

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

The rod pipes up to answer Calthoric's question, "The city of Nesmee is a few weeks journey to the south. It is the largest city around. There is a smaller town a days journey to the south. Follow the river until you get there. I would recommend sticking to the roads until we get to Nesmee."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

Thorael nods in grim determination taking in all that is being said. "A city would have resources available that we do not have here. Tomes that may authenticate the veracity of this tall tale. If a necromancer is a foot, and is seeking out this item of power, it cannot be good. That again, is if..." Thorael begins to pace back and forth deep in thought. "In addition to vengeance, my purpose here was to reclaim my stolen gear. We have no equipment. Minimal food. I do have a small amount of concern for the inn keeper. I think the right thing to do would be go back to the Inn. Warn him, and supply with food before journeying south. While i have no problem traveling at night, it may be a difficult journey for which ever direction we turn"

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

"It seems most everyone is in favor of traveling back to the inn. Seeing that it is a week travel at least to make it to a city of any size we are going to need supplies and that is the closest location I can think of to buy supplies. Hopefully there will be a beast of burden we will be able to purchase as well there. Pack up the camp and lets leave this place before we are visited by something we do not wish to be visited by."

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Rasellia continued to search for a few more moments while the others voiced their comments. Giving a sigh as Calthoric sums it up, she gives an ill-tempered kick to one of the crates. "Very well... I agree that it would be against our best interests. I'm... loathe to give up the search for these fiends, and while I take some relief in hoping that they met some horrible fate here, we have no way of knowing. I am no knight, however... I'm not bound by any code of conduct besides that of mine and God's; these monsters slaughtered servants of God, and the only course of action is to find them and bring them to justice. If they DID meet their fate here, then my mission has been a failure - my friends have not been avenged, and their malefactors have been taken from this world by a completely unrelated event."
Glaring at Solace, with a look of contempt more than anything, she walks over to her set-aside crossbow and reclips it to her hip. "If we're going, let's just go."

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 13 spot[(1d20) = 19[/table]

Bolvar looks off into space, and then turns to Rasellia. "Vengence is not something us mere mortals should give. Your dead comrades would not want you to waste your life searching for there killers just to hurt them. No, I believe the dead do not want vengence. They simply want those of us left behind to be happy in their stead, and for us to make sure that no one ends up like them. These bandits have left this world, they cannot hurt anyone any longer. That part of what you most do for them is compelte. Now, lets get out of this place and figure out what to do."

[crimson77]

You leave the cave and start marching north. There is a full moon illuminating you way. As you continue Thoreal and Rasellia something.
http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/8264/untitledby6.gif (http://imageshack.us)
You see what looks to be a large creature take off from a short distance away and cross the moon. It is hard to tell exactly what the creature is.

[MAP]http://img405.imageshack.us/img405/9756/inn2re6.png (http://imageshack.us)

It is nearing dawn as you are getting closer to the Inn. The desire for a nice bed to lay in is all that you can think of at this point. You are tired from this long days journey. As you get closer you smell something burning. As you approach you can see flames licking away at the inn. The inn is on fire and burning quit quickly. You stand outside the burning building wondering what to do next.

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 3
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
The half-elf points skyward with a look of alarm. "What in the hells is that?!" Looking at Thorael and the others in shock. "I have a bad feeling about this... we should pick up the pace..."

Sure enough, their approach towards the inn confirms her gut feelings. Unsure of the usefullness of doing so, she runs toward the burning building, trying to assess the damage as much as she can; how long as it been burning? Are there cries for help? Is there any sign of people having escaped? Futiley, she conjures up some water, dousing the doorframe with the liquid. "Dammit, no!"

Casting create water (10 gallons) on K15

[crimson77]

The water does little to put out the flames. The whole inn is a blaze, you hear nothing except for the crackling of flames.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
Thorael raises an eyebrow at Rasellias feeble attempts. "What are you doing Rasellia? They still may be in there! Do you not have any incantations you can ask your higher power for which will protect you or us from fire? Is there no way to tell if they yet live? What about you Solace?" The look on the mages face shows true concern...


Id Flyin critter...
[roll0]
K:Arcane +13
K:Planes +5
K:Everything Else +4


{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll1]|Listen|[roll2][/table]

[crimson77]

Knowledge Check results [Ayr]
It is a dragon, you are unsure what type, could be black/blue/green/red due to the distance and seeing it at night.

The rod makes no reply to Thoreal's question

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 1 spot[(1d20) = 4[/table]

"There is nothing we can do here now. These people paid with there lives to teach us a lesson. We have apparently run across something that someone wants enough to kill people we merely have contact with. We will have to be careful about where we stay. Lets go. We need to get away from this place before more trouble comes."

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 4
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]

Rasellia curses herself quietly and backs away, shaking her head at the elf. "No, there is no power I possess that would allow us to get through that inferno... my healing could keep me alive, but it wouldn't stop me from suffocating in the smoke... I'm afraid Bolvar is right; we have to leave here, now, before anyone else gets hurt. I just hope they made it out okay. I mean, how hard is it not to notice flames raging, huh?" She gives a weak smile which quickly fades with thought. "Throrael, do you think that creature had anything to do with this?"

Not even gonna TRY a knowledge check... good ol' -1 Int :D

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Dancing Lights|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

Thorael shakes his head."... nothing we can do..." Rasellia's words strike him, and he answers almost absentmindedly. "Dragons can unleash this kind of devastation, although i didn't see it well enough to tell if it was a Young Red, or a magic using Blue, Black, or Green. I don't think a White would be this far South, and we're a bit too far from any Arid lands for it to realistically be a Blue." The mage stares off into the flames, mesmerized by the loss. Shaking his head after a moment, he comes back to reality. "Fair enough, fair enough... I would not have been able to rest knowing we did not at least attempt to warn the poor Inn keeper. We have done our duty, and my conscience is clear. We should head south east, and camp a hundred yards or so off the road before we really move on. I still have a majority of my spells available, so a full 8 hours wont be required."

If you do move us along, I'll use Extended Rope trick at the camp site to keep us safe... {table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

You find a quiet place to nap in the hidden room for a few hours (4) and then you head south. You follow the road for hours and soon the sun starts to wain. You think that the town should be coming in the near future. Then a weird thought enters your mind, why have the birds not been chirping lately. You slowly turn around and then you see a large creature with yellowish-brown coat trying to hide behind a bush. It sniffs the air with an dull ivory beak as it's red eyes glare at you. You feel for the first time that you are prey.

[knowledge nature DC: 15]This creature is an Owlbear (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/owlbear.htm) it likes to hunt stuff (i.e., you)

[MAP]http://img248.imageshack.us/img248/7873/ri02rx8.png (http://imageshack.us)

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]

Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt[/s[
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|[s]Ray of Enfeeblement

Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

Thorael, thoughly grumpy and some what put out, steps his way to the front. "We have no time to fiddle with Flora and Fauna. Luckly Natural creatures spook more easily than Magical Beasts. ggrrrrRRRAAAHHH ET TU ETIEN?!" And with these words, the mage claps his hands together. >KRACKTHWOOM< A bolt of lightning strikes forth from the Elf, singeing the creature slightly. "NOW OFF YOU GO BEAR!! FIND SOME BERRYS OR HONEY SOMEWHERE ELSE!!"


[roll0]
lovely

Move: E16 (man i need my glasses)
Standard: Cast Lightning Bolt

[roll1]
Well that sucked. feel Free to Reflex for 1/2 DC:16 (+2 to your save for cover (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/combat/combatModifiers.htm#cover)?)

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll2]|Listen|[roll3][/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img120.imageshack.us/img120/3746/ri02uj1.png (http://imageshack.us)

The creature is able to slightly duck out of the way of the lighting bolt as it comes crashing towards it. It seems enraged now by the attack....
[AC:15 (-1 size, +1 Dex, +5 natural), touch 10, flat-footed (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#flatFooted) 14]
[roll0]

[DM]Owlbear-44 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/owlbear.htm)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 4
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 3
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 1[/table]
Rasellia, somewhat surprised by Thorael's eagerness to lash out, observes the beast's reaction for a moment. Realizing that it wasn't backing off, she draws her sword. "Seems like this isn't any ordinary beast... no bear I know has a beak, Thorael!" She approaches cautiously, firmly calling out for her Saviour's protection before getting too close.

Moving 30 ft. to F13
Casting shield of faith +2 upon herself

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 12/12/10 | Robes
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 19 spot[(1d20) = 14[/table]

Bolvar moves in front of the group, to f14 where he is waiting for the monster to come to him. "Trolls, bear-chickens, and a talking rod. What a story this has turned into! Next we will be attacks by unicorns."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:57
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric watches as Thoreal releases a bolt of lighting unaware that a creature was even present. He brings up his bow but can see he does not have a clean shot. He holds his action until the beats comes out into the clearing and will then release two quick shots.


Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]

Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img518.imageshack.us/img518/2715/ri02kk9.png
[AC:15 (-1 size, +1 Dex, +5 natural), touch 10, flat-footed (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#flatFooted) 14]

The creature rushes forward (2x move) and is hit by Cathoric's two arrows. The beast continues to come forward as if the arrows did not affect it, its beak pecking in your direction.

[DM]Owlbear-38 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/owlbear.htm)

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]

"Get BACK, you abomination of nature!!" Attempting to start this battle off right, she puts al of her strength behind her first swordswing, teeth bared at this wild obstacle in their path.

Power attack: +5 dmg, -5 to-hit
To-hit: [roll0] Crit chance in OOC thread
Damage: [roll1]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
"Wha...I..What? Not a bear?!" Thoraels eyes neary exit his skull. He takes a hesitant step, backwards, and begins floundering with his bow. Turning, he finally gets it from over his shoulder. After a few more steps in retreat he knocks an arrow. Spinning in place, he draws, and lets fly. With a Thwunk and an "OW!!" the arrow drops harmlessly at the wizards feet, as he shakes his hand, welt appearing on his forearm...


Move: A20 (Gilly move to B20)
Standard: Attack [roll0]
Nice...1 :(
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll1]|Listen|[roll2][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 37/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 12 spot[(1d20) = 20[/table]

As the monster closes with Bolvar, Bolvar smiles as he swings. "Come on you bear-chicken, lets see what you got." As his sword slices the monster, he grins evily. "Stupid troll, making me look like I can't fight."


Attack: 1d20 = 14 +8 = 22
Damage: 2d6 = 4 + 2 = 6 damage

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric surveys the battle area and though seeming as if it is mostly under control he releases another two arrows against his better judgment. He watches as both arrows find their mark and plunge into the monsters flesh.


Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]

Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]


{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img444.imageshack.us/img444/9919/ri02ih3.png (http://imageshack.us)

The blows cut deeply into the bear. It howls in pain and then the bear like creature tries to slash at Rasilla with its claw but misses. However, he does connect with a claw and a bite to Bolvar ripping through his flesh (11 dmg).


[DM]
Owlbear-13 (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/owlbear.htm)
rolls
[roll0] [roll1]
[roll2] [roll3]
[roll4] [roll5]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]

Taking advantage of the owlbear's focus on Bolvar, she sidesteps around it, trying to gain a further advantage. "Bolvar, get around it!"

5-foot step to G12
Power attack: +5 damage, -5 to-hit
Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

As Rasellia and Bovar maneuver around the beast, Thorael sees his opening and knocks another arrow. Beads of sweat trickle down his brow as he focuses his concentration on his target. Drawing back to his anchor point, his sore arm and hand begin to shake. Thwunk. "YEOWCH!!" Again, his misfires, and again... the arrow drops harmlessly at his feet.


[roll0] (+4 Ranged Attack -4 Into Melee)
Awesome!!! two 1s in a row
[roll1]

Arrows-
Hit:-
Miss: 2

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll2]|Listen|[roll3][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 26/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 8 spot[(1d20) = 12[/table]

"Err, right!" The sudden need to think during battle causes Bolvar to lose focus, and his sword sails in the air harmlessly. He does however take a step towards flanking the beast.


attack: 1d20 = 5 + 8 = 13
move: move to f15

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img408.imageshack.us/img408/2204/ri02gs2.png (http://imageshack.us)

The bear like creature focus now upon the barbarian. It swings both of it's claws and massive beak at the man. It connects with one of it's claws scraping Bolvar's leg leaving nasty ripped flesh (11 dmg) squirting blood upon the trail. Its other claw rakes harmlessly against Bolvar's breastplate denting the metal. It tries to bite but Bolvar is able to lean back and the creature finds only air.

[rolls]
[roll0] [roll1]
[roll2] [roll3]
[roll4] [roll5]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric watches the battle. Not knowing when they would be able to require more arrows he holds his action seeing the creature filled with cuts and beatings from the battle. It does not look like he will last much longer.


{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
"Not him, you beast, ME!" Maintaining her relentless assault, she brings her blade around once more, thrusting it straight towards the wounded foe's backside.


Power attack: +5 dmg, -5 to-hit
Flanking: +2 to-hit
Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[crimson77]

The creature howls in pain, you can tell it is mortally wounded, however, it still rages.

[ooc: it is still alive, just wanted to inform you that it is close to dead]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 15/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 19 spot[(1d20) = 8[/table]

Bolvar's wounds make him sway, but he stays on his feet. He readies on last desperate blow, and winds up into it. His vision crosses as he swings, and he blow goes wide.


attack: 1d20 = 7 +8 -5 (power attack) = 9

[crimson77]

[OOC: it only has 3 HP left so if someone does more damage than that they can write about the finishing blow]......................

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
Swapping his bow to his off hand, Thorael continues to shake off the stinging in his fore arm. Looking to the meat shields in the front he quips with a touch of impatients... "Finish the Beast and lets be done with this!!!"


Arrows-
Hit:-
Miss: 2
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

The creature massively wounded continues its assault on Bolvar. It strikes at Bolvar hitting with one claw bending and cutting into his chest (11 dmg). The other two attacks harmlessly miss his massive body. Bolvar struggles to stay standing as the beast growls in pain itself.


[roll0][roll1]
[roll2][roll3]
[roll4][roll5]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]

She narrows her eyes in determination, knowing that Bolvar wouldn't last much longer under this kind of punishment, and being unable to reach him effectively with her spells in this position. Her heart pounding in her chest as she readies her blade for one final blow, she had to make this count, she had to... ...I HAVE to...!!!

Attacking!
[roll0]
Damage: [roll1]


Her blow striking true, her blade skewers the raging beast behind it's right forelimb, a gaping wound already bleeding out a torrent onto the ground. The added laceration severs the monster's entire right arm, it's brackish blood practically exploding from the force of the blow as the useless limb falls to the ground. The traumatic bloodloss and pain causes the beast to fall before Bolvar, whereupon Rasellia finishes it off with a swift thrust to the middle of it's upper back.

Coup de Grace, do I even have to make rolls? <3

Panting heavily a she lets the tip of her blood-coated blade rest on the trampled grass, she shakes her head to let some of her sweat-dampened bangs out of her eyes, looking over at Bolvar. "Are... are you... okay...?"

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric lowers his readied arrow and looks at the onslaught. He did not realize that Bolvar got the worst of the creatures attacks. Looking up he takes in his surroundings and time of day. "Lady Rasellia are you able to assist Master Bolvar? I have nothing that can aid him and he is looking the worse for ware. Master Bolvar do you feel you will be able to continue this is not a prime place to set up any kind of rest. Perhaps the beast itself might have something to aid us without having to waste your talents Lady Rasellia"

He then proceeds to the corpse and begins to search the body. Looking for potions mostly but also anything else that it might have been carrying.

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

"By the gods, what was that thing? Do you think there are anymore?" Thorael scans the area with his superior elven sight."I don't detect any additional movement. Quite a beast, quite-a-beast. Took a full dose of my arcane power, and still had enough to battle you two. Quite a beast. unnatural of course, but what a guardian it would. make... Hmm. Anyway. Bolvar, you do indeed look quite... abused. Are you able to travel. Staying here is not an option when we are so near to town. We must make haste to get out of this wilderness" Thorael pauses a moment watching Cal lewt the body. Chuckling a bit to himself, "Calthoric... make sure you check it's pockets!"


Prior to leaving i will collect some "samples". Feathers, Tufts of Fur, etc for "componenets"

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

You examine the dead creature, its body is larger than a bear. However, it does have some features that remind you of a bear but also feathers and a beak of a bird. The deceased creature has nothing of worth on it, it seems more like an animal than a cognoscente being. You can see clearly the path of bent grass that it walked through to get to where you fought it.


[If you follow the path]
You follow the path for almost a mile, you can see the road that you have been previously traveling to the right of you. You think this creature was stalking you for a while. Soon you come upon a shallow rock cave/face (The cave is like 5 feet deep). You can see the bones and rotting meat of different creatures.

[Search DC20] 6 pp, 231 gp, 330 sp, 825 cp
Masterwork Kama (152 gp), Masterwork Dwarven Wareaxe (180 gp), Masterwork Longbow, Composite (250 gp) Alchemist's fire (3 flasks) (60 gp)

[If you continue on]
Please tell me

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 4/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 19 spot[(1d20) = 8[/table]

Bolvar sways on his feet. "I will not die from this. I can continue without aid, but if it comes to fighting, I will have to leave the battle to you fine folk." Bolvar plants his sword in the ground and leans on it. "I guess we should continue on our way, I will have to wait until night to rest like everyone else."

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 0[/table]
Rasellia frowns at such talk of continuing on. "In your condition? I should think not. I shall be but a moment, gentlemen." She transfers the hilt of her sword to her shield hand, holding it a bit awkwardly as she places her right hand on Bolvar's chest gently, shaking her head in admiration and shock at the punishment the brave brute took. "Just relax, Bolvar. The pain'll be over in a few moments..." She channels God's divine awesomeness into the fighter's body until she feels satisfied with the wounds' closure.

Casting searing lightCasting cure moderate wounds x3
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Almost wincing at the over use of her magic Calthoric takes note of the creature and plucks a few feathers from it. "We should continue moving toward town this thing has nothing of use on it except for some of these feathers." He looks about the area one last time then looks to see if the group is ready to continue. When they seem to be ready he proceeds to head in the direction of town.

Let me know how many good feathers I am able to retreive



{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

Calthoric, you are able to get [roll0] nice feathers from the corpse.

[To the town - going to continue on the road (not path)]

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
Thorael nods in agreement. "Aye... we should go, and hurry. No being sure there arent more of these things out here. Best to leave them to the next group of tasty treats...er... travelers that make their way down this road." As the group prepares to depart, the mage takes a few samples of his own. collecting up a few feathers, some tufts of hair. Glancing over to the others. "Would one of you mind? I would love one of these claws to study further, but i have no knife... quite-a-beast"

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

You continue south, the road becomes longer and longer and you are almost around the mountain bend. The sun is almost set when you can finally see the town in the distance. There is a pillar of black smoke rising from the village. Your pace quicken as you rush towards the town and as you enter through the broken wall, you see the town in ruins, some of the building are still blazing and others are smoldering ruins.

[Spot Check DC: 15]
You notice that there are no bodies lying around. The town has been destroyed but where are the people?

[MAP]http://img257.imageshack.us/img257/4829/town11nz2.png (http://imageshack.us)

All the buildings have been touched by fire or are now in partial ruin. Your lungs start to burn being around all the smoke. You hear the rod mutter, "It has begun." But does not respond to any of your questions.

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 4 spot[(1d20) = 10[/table]

As bolvar recieves the healing, he sighs. "Thank you dear lady. I feel like I have just awoken from a long sleep after being tired. Truly, your magic is a wonderous thing."

When Thorael requests a bear claw, Bolvar walks over and loops a paw off with his sword. "Farwell mighty beast. I hope we never meet another of your kind." Bolvar then throws the paw at Thorael, "Catch!"

When the group enters town, Bolvar looks at the group. "What is this monster that is following us? Destroying entire towns when we are not even in them. Maybe we should just grind the rod into dust and be done with it?"

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 3[/table]

The female sways, both the sickening feeling and gnawing hunger eating away at her stomach making her a bit dizzy. The measly four hours of sleep last night didn't help either. Rubbing at her forehead in frustration, she looks around at the non-burning buildings. "Are we... are we gonna check out these buildings or what? If not, I just want to get out of here... it's too hot here..."

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
Thorael lets out an audible gasp. Sweat trickles from his brow, and dirt smudges mar his features. Crimson robes, more dingy now that days of travel have set in. Fire. Rasellia's words bring him back to his senses. "Aye... we should make haste. Help who we can, but we must restock. We cannot travel to Nesmee with what stores we have. Weapons, Armor, Food... most importantly food and water. Then we must be off. Beware friends, whoever is responsible for this may still be lurking about..." The mage's eyes absently drift to the Rod in Rasellia's pack/belt/pouch/sack...

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric eyes the devastated town with unsympathetic eyes. Better them then me. "Help who? I do not see any bodies laying about the area. As to someone following us. It would be quite the task to follow one ahead of time. We have not been to this town for someone to sack it because of us. If by chance someone did know where we were heading then why not wait here for us and just take us unawares? We need supplies and the people of this town no longer need whatever we find here. Lets check the buildings that are not on fire for some supplies and hopefully items that can better help our journey." He moves to the closest building and opens the door.


Move to K14 and open the door to look inside.

{table]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1]|Search|[roll2][/table]
{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

The door creaks open, unlatched, a putrid smell fills the air. You are looking at what once was a bakery, however, you can only guess that in vague terms. There are blood stains and scraps of food throughout the room. You do not see any bodies, but clearly a battle was fought in side this building.

[crimson77]

To the northeast you hear something, it sounds like a voice shouting, "Hel-lo...anyone be here?" in a gruff raspy voice.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]
The brains of the outfit watches as Calthoric enters the bakery. Pausing a moment, anticipating screams of agony, he presumes the all clear a follows closely behind. Just as he crosses the threashold, he hears the shouting from the north east. Turning in the doorway, he shouts back. "Aye... Over Here, We're a heavily armed group of adventurers investigating the cause of this and looking for survivors, and in no way responsible for the carnage you see here!!!". Thorael nods and grins, quite pleased with himself, and his ability to mold the thoughts and feelings of mere mortals...

Bluff/Diplomacy 21 (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=2197164&postcount=321)

{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[crimson77]

[MAP]http://img168.imageshack.us/img168/6388/town11md4.png (http://imageshack.us)


You see a dwarf cloud in half plate move around the corner of the building. He has a crossbow pointed in your general direction. "Aih, who you be? You know anythin' about wha' happened here?" He looks over you four, seeming to contemplate who is the biggest threat if you turn hostile.

[Ayrynthyn]

Thorael of Baelsgreen
{table]Thorael (http://www.giantitp.com/forums/showpost.php?p=1980190&postcount=2)|Elf|Wizard|LVL 5|LN|MED
hp:20/20|Init+2|Spd30|AC/T/FF|12/12/10|Robes
Melee Atk|+1 Dagger|dmg: 1d4-1|Ranged Atk|+4 Shortbow|dmg: 1d6-1
SV|Fort +2|Ref +3|Will +4|
STR 8|DEX 15|CON 12|INT 16|WIS 10|CHA 12[/table]


Spells...
{colsp=4}
Spells

0 - (DC 13)|1 - (DC 14)|2 - DC 15|3 - DC 16

Detect Magic|Animate Rope|Knock|Extended Rope Trick
Mage Hand|Magic Missile|Summon Swarm|Lightning Bolt
Message|Ray of Enfeeblement|Touch of Idiocy
Prestidigitation|Ray of Enfeeblement


Gilly{table]Gilly (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/monsters/goblin.htm)|Goblin|-|-|-|Small
hp:5/5|Init+1|Spd30|AC/T/FF|15/12/14|Leather Armor
Melee Atk|+2 Morning Star|dmg: 1d6|Ranged Atk|+3 Javilin|dmg: 1d4
SV|Fort +3|Ref +1|Will -1|
STR 11|DEX 13|CON 12|INT 10|WIS 9|CHA 6[/table]

Thorael, looks to Rasellia, and before she can speak peers over the shoulder of Bolvar and continues. "Did ye not hear what i'm sayin to ya Dwarf?! We are a band of adventureurs, just come upon this place. We know nothing of what happenend here. There may yet be surviviors. Either Help us search, Let fly with your bolt, or go back to yer hole, but your yappin is wasting time..."

I'll claim the soft cover from Bolvar if he decides to let fly...
{table="width=100%"]Spot|[roll0]|Listen|[roll1][/table]

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 4 spot[(1d20) = 10[/table]

"Agreed! If we are to help any survivors here, we must do so quickly. We have no time to argue with us. Help us, or get out the way."

[crimson77]

"Aye, I 'eard ya, you scrawny stuck up e'f. I doun't believe there be any survivors, I've been lookin' since me boat landed in the morn. I an't be lettin' loose any bolts in less ya' give me good reason. You, me, and the crew be all that 'ere in his 'ole. W'ere you be 'eading?" The dwarf lowers his crossbow but still remains a solid grip on the handle. "I be Dweak...who be the likes of you?"

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 0
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 3[/table]
Rasellia downs the rest of her water from her waterskin, looking at the empty vessel with disappointment. She passes her hand over it, refilling it and thanking God quietly, though the sincerity is somewhat lost by the irritation in her face. She keeps her thoughts to herself, but she couldn't help but agree with the arcane-caster of the group; this dwarf had a lot of nerve coming out of nowhere and trying to order them around.

Casting create water

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric leaves the bakery disappointed to not find anything useful. He seems unmarked by all the blood and chaos that is consuming the area. He listens to the voice but ignores it and visibly flinches when the elf near him responds. He listens to the parley with interest but when introductions are given he feels honesty is not always the best policy. Hopefully the rest do not give away my attempt to deceive

"Master Dweak did you say? I am Lord Grathen of the Northern houses of Glackspree. These are my advisor's and personal guards escorting me on a trade mission to this now battered town. I trust you and your crew did not acquire anything during your search for survivors. Speaking of which, where are your fine men of the sea? Perhaps you can transport my entourage and myself to another port destination that was second on our list. After, of course, I verify that those who I came to seek out are not here."


{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|[roll0]|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 1
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 3[/table]
The half-elf's eyes flash in both anger and indignation, teeth grating as she clenches her fist around the now-filled waterskin, threatening to pop the top off. How dare he?! How... DARE he?? She's a bit too busy mulling over this ponderance, quietly boiling over in rage as she deliberates whether or not to reveal the rogue to be the liar he is.

[crimson77]

"Nice to meet ye, me Lord. Aye, we do 'ave some room if ye be willing to work or ye got some s'iny coin. T'ere be some empty 'ammocks for ye to sleep in. Me boss's s'ip is not much, but tis going sout' to Nesmee. Will ye follow me down to the docks?" The dwarf motions to the northeast where he first came from.


[CHU]
The rod softly whispers to you. "Calm down, Dwarfs are gruff, humans are stupid, and elves are arrogant. However, do not look a gift horse in the mouth."

You follow the dwarf through the maze of burning buildings. A few times you have to turn around because a building has collapsed blocking the street. A northern wind seems to be blowing strongly causing flames to leap across buildings. Your lungs burn with the pain of smoke. At one point the dwarf stops and pulls out a cloth, soaks it in water, and places it upon his mouth. He motions for you to do the same. You continue wondering through the streets, starting to believe that the dwarf has betrayed you when you see the river. A boat is anchored 20 feet away from the shore. You see the remains of a broken dock. There is a small rowboat with a dwarf and a human standing by it, they wave to Dwack as he approaches. They greet you and help you upon the row boat. After a few moments you are helped aboard the ship. The captain, a brawny dwarf, greets you with a smile. He is dressed in full plate, a weird choice for a sea captain. Dwack introduces you to him and he replies "Welcome, aboard. You are desiring to 'ead to Nesmee? Well, I need crew, if your looking for a transport or a cruise t'en you best be c'oosing anot'er boat in this town. 'Owever, since t'is s'ip be t'e only one, I'll strike ye a deal. If ye want to rest, then the fair be 200 gold. Ot'er wise, I'll give ye free passage and food for some work. 'Ow does that sound?" He waits for your reply. Then adds, "W'y yu 'ave a goblin wit' ya?"

[MAP]http://img266.imageshack.us/img266/9364/ship1pl8.png (http://imageshack.us)

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]His eyes narrow at the dwarf and an indigent scowl crosses his face. No point of wasting and argument on peon that cannot make the decisions he will lead us to his captain. Calthoric follows Dweak to his captain. He bows to the captain and winces at the goblin forgetting that the creature was with them.

"Captain...?" Calthoric says as he waves an open hand in a small circle to entice a name from him. "Do not mind the slave. I am offended at your offer. You crew member has made our introductions to you however should you have failed to understand I shall reiterate. I am Lord Grathen of the Northern houses of Glackspree and I am traveling on behest of trade negotiations. As you can see by my contigent even you can not deny the validation of our claims. That being the case you should by right of the compact treaty the Nesmee safe waterway travel act offer any nobleman safe passage and protection while sailing in and around Nesmee waterways. Should I feel inclined to do so I can report your ship to the rejection of offering safe passage to the trade comissions of Nesmee and have your berthing permits revoked denying you access to one of the most profitable trade routes in this realm. With that being said I am not without sympathy for merchants looking to earn a living such as you and your fine crew. I will pay you five gold pieces a head and should the need arise I will allow my accompanyment to provide aid to save your ship if trouble on the seas rears its ugly head." Calthoric crosses his arms and gives a stern look to the captain waiting his response.

{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|[roll0]|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]

[crimson77]

The captain frowns at Calthoric's proposal. "The Northern 'ouses of Glackspree you say. 'Ow is Lord Munser, I 'eard 'e remarried. 'e is a close friend of mine. W'at was 'is new brides name again? Tis a s'ame t'at you are not up on Nesmee's trade policies, especially after t'e noble 'ouses lost power to merc'ant 'ouses. T'e merc'ants ended the safe waterway act because it was unjust to us struggling merc'ants. We now can c'arge w'at ever we want." With that he chuckles, "Now Lord Grat'en, I wager t'at you 'ave not been to Nesmee in some time. Being a Noble of Nesmee is one t'hing in Nesmee. 'Owever, we are far from Nesmee, and by the looks of your 'enc'men, your 'ouse is barely surviving. I 'ope t'at t'e bank 'as not frozen t'e rest of your accounts for t'e Nesmee you knew, tis not t'e Nesmee of today. Now w'ere were we? Ah, yes, settling your fair. 'ow about 150 gold for travel."

[Finn523]

{table]Bolvar| Human | Barbarian | LVL 5 | CG |MED
hp: 47/47 | Init +1 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 16/11/15 | Breastplate
Melee Atk | +8 Greatsword | dmg: 2d6+2 | Ranged Atk | -| -
SV | Fort +7 | Ref +2 | Wil +1|
STR 14 | DEX 13 | CON 16 | INT 8 | WIS 10 | CHA 12
[/table]
{table] Listen(1d20) = 4 spot[(1d20) = 10[/table]

Bolvar sits quietly waiting for Calthoric and the captain to reach an agreement. "I am sorry, but I seem to have missed this. What brings you and your crew here? Isn't it odd that we all showed up here at the same time?"

[crimson77]

Dwack turns to Bolvar to reply to his question. "Aye, t'is interesting that you and we 'appen upon this town. Unfortunately, t'is not the only destroyed town we 'ave seen in t'e last week. We were up nort' passed t'roug' two more burned out towns on the river. Tis a 'arch nort'. Looks like we bring sad news to Nesmee. We are merc'ants and bounty 'unters. We were after a bounty and are now returning to Nesmee. 'Ow did you survive t'e attack?"

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 1
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 3[/table]
Rasellia seems to calm down after a few moments, comforted only slightly by the words whispered to her. She remains quiet on the boat, but upon their arrival on the ship, and Calthoric's... stretching of the truth, she steps forward. "I will work on your vessel, Captain, as I have no money, and I am part of no noble's entourage; I can tell you also there is nothing particularly aristocratic about any ONE of us." She gives a scowl to the rest of the group for their dishonesty before looking back at the captain. "What is it you would have me do?"

[crimson77]

The captain looks confused by Rasellia's statement. "I will need you just to help the crew in any way possible, washing the decks, helping with the sails, maybe a little rowing. Cooking if you are able. Now help me to understand how you are not part of a noble's entourage."

[Chu]

{table]Rasellia Greenleaf|Half-elf|Favoured Soul|5 LVL|LG|M
hp: 40/40|Init +0|Spd 30|AC/T/FF|16/10/16|Light
Melee Atk |+7 longsword|dmg: 1d8+2|Ranged Atk|+3 light crossbow|dmg: 1d8|
SV|Fort +5|Ref +4|Will +6|
STR 14|DEX 10|CON 12|INT 8|WIS 15| CHA 14[/table]Spells:
{table]Level | Known | Per day | Bonus | Total | Used
0 (DC:12)| detect magic, cure minor wounds, create water, mending, detect poison, light | 6 | - | 6 | 1
1 (DC:13)| cure light wounds, shield of faith +2, bless, divine favour, obscuring mist | 6 | 1 | 7 | 1
2 (DC:14)| cure moderate wounds, shield other, status | 4 | 1 | 5 | 3[/table]
She rolls her eyes. "You are too quick to trust the words of passersby, dwarf." She stabs a finger at Calthoric. "This man is no noble, and even if he were, I am no hired hand for him to hide behind!"

[crimson77]

"So you attempt to deceive me and trick me into giving you free passage. I could throw you in the brig with the bounty, but I have no grounds under river code. If I left you here in the burning city, then I would be no greater than you. You have the choice, work or pay; however, i will keep a close eye on you, thief."

[Wildboy]

{table] Calthoric Wintersbane (http://www.myth-weavers.com/sheets/view.php?id=10771) | Human| Rogue| LVL 5 | CN |MED
hp: 34/34 | Init +3 | Spd 30 | AC/T/FF | 15/13/12 | Leather Armor
Melee Atk |+3 Short Sword | dmg: 1d6 | Ranged Atk |+6 Short Bow | dmg: 1d6
SV | Fort +3 | Ref +7 | Wil +0||Arrows:55
STR 10 | DEX 16 | CON 14 | INT 13 | WIS 8 | CHA 12
[/table]

Calthoric sighs and shakes his head slowly. "You should probably heed your own advise Lady Rasellia. Until now we did not know if it was in fact these dwarves that sacked this town. Perhaps trusting someone you have been traveling with for the past few days would have been wiser." Annoyance clearly displayed on his face he turns to look at the captain. "Lady Rasellia is correct I am no noble. My name is Calthoric Wintersbane. Forgive my deception but it was a necessary one as if you were not who you said you were upon hearing I was a noble would at least kept us alive in hopes that you would seek ransom. It is now apparent you are indeed merchants of the neighboring town of which I have never been. I have recited an act that I know some lordships invoke hoping one was also in place in this realm. I have no intention of working for you crew as I know nothing about sailing. How much is the fair for all but the lady as she would apparently be satisfied doing a normal womanly function of cooking."


{table]Spot|1d20+7|Listen|1d20+7
Hide|1d20+11|Move Silently|1d20+11
Bluff|1d20+9|Open Lock|1d20+13
Search|1d20+9|UMD|1d20+9[/table]