PF Red Hand of Doom IC

[shizukanashi]

Interlude


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The hills of the Wyrmsmoke Mountains echoed with the sound of a hundred of war drums, and a hundred bonfires danced to the beat. Though the sky was black, the entire valley was lit bright enough to drown out the stars. A massive cloud of smoke reflected the orange-red glow back from the heavens.

There thousands of warriors had gathered-hobgoblins in armor dyed scarlet with the blood of those who would not yield, massive Bugbears with arms as big around as a mans waist, and swarms of goblin archers, skirmishers and worg riders atop their mighty steeds. Among the expanse were the scaled ones as well, who towered above the rest. Long they had fought each other, tribe against tribe, race against race, engaged in an endless test of battle, feud, and betrayal. No longer. Not this night. For tonight they stood together. Hated enemies stood solid, shoulder-to-shoulder, shouting together as brothers. Together they danced, and drank, and sang their songs. Together they shook their blades at the blackness of night. Together they saw that they were strong, possessed with a strength they had not previously known.

"We are the Kulkor Zhul!" They shouted, and the hills shook with their thunderous voices. "We are the people of the Dragon! Uighulth na Hargai! Uighulth na Suraum! None can stand before us! None can escape our might!"

Though the boisterous noise was ear-shattering, one by one the tribes fell silent. Soon only whispers could be heard. Whispers and the creak of leathers as thousands of goblinoid heads turned to look upon the place of speaking. There, a single champion emerged. The assemblage parted like soft man-flesh ripped by a blade and allowed the the figure to climb the stone stairs carved into the side of the hill. A hundred bright yellow banners stood beneath him like a phalanx of spears, each marked with a great red hand. The warpriests holing the banners chanted a myriad of battle-prayers as the champion ascended.

Upon reaching the summit on the hundredth step he stopped and turned to face the waiting masses. He was tall and strong, surely one of the many hobgoblin cheiftains, but dull blue scales gleaned along his shoulders, and jutting horns swept back from his head. I am Azarr Kul, Son of the Dragon!" he bellowed. Hear me, warriors of the Kulkor Zhul! Tomorrow we march to war!"

The warriors roared their approval, stamping their feet and clashing spear to shield, they praised the charismatic leader. Azarr Kul waited for the din to drown with the calm coldness of an ancient great wyrm, but his raised hands signaled he had more to say. The warpriests of the Doom Hand have shown us the way! They have taught us honor, discipline, obedience---and strength! No more will we waste our blood fighting with each other. We will take our prowess to the true enemy! We shall burn the woods of the elf, crumble the mountains of the dwarf, and pillage the lands of the man-things. And of what remains, we shall make our own. Under the banner of the Red Hand of Doom we march! With the guidance of The Mother we shall find victory and conquest! Remember, warriors, this day. Remember that you stood here this night as warriors of the Kulkor Zhul! For a hundred generations your sons' sons will sing of the fowl blood you spill with your swords! You lineage will forever remember the glory you harvest from the last breath of the true enemy in the nights to come. NOW my brothers! Now is our hour of vengence. Now is our time to follow our righteous path. FOR NOW! WE MARCH TO WAR!"

The burning hills were to small to hold the shout the Kulkor Zhul gave in answer to their warlords call.


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[shizukanashi]

The afternoon sun beats down on you. Summer was just coming on as you left Dennovar and now leaving Terelton, the days are hot and dry. The heat and dryness are so great the only moisture in the air is that which comes off your brow. You feel lucky to have Jacob's ale to ease the dry taste in your mouth when you stop to rest. This end of the vale is sparsely populated and the trek on the Dawn way seems monotonous. A seemingly endless line of dusty flyspeck towns. Finally, however, your destination is coming upon you. The town of Drellin's Ferry lies only a few miles ahead of you, a settlement hard on the borders of the Witchwood Forest. It would make a fine starting point for a group of weary adventures who wanted to explore the wood.

Its hot! Damn hot! To hot to be marching along the road. Give me a DC 20 fortitude save. -4 if you are wearing ANY armor. Survival checks can augment this check (see the skill). Failure means you are Fatigued.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir walked along the left side of the Caravan as they travelled the long road to their destination, the heat took it's toll on the man's body but his years of training were enough to keep him going strong. When the sight of the town appeared in the distance he smiled to himself, glad to be near his destination and pondered on what would happen next and the possibility of him and the guards continuing onwards together once Miko was safely escorted to his destination. His mind then wandered to the merchant, wondering what exactly he was taking to Drellin's Ferry and if the person he was taking them to was a cruel and vicious sort that would warrant such fear from the merchant.

[Vhaidara]

Jacint is hot, tired, and irritable. More irritating than the heat is that it is affecting him. He was a soldier, he should be able to march for days in weather like this with no sign of weariness. His time as a beggar had clearly crippled his stamina. He cursed his uncle silently for exiling him as he plodded along.

[Doc_Maynot]

Wiping sweat from his brow, Jacob spends the final leg of the journey sluggishly tending to his new canine compatriots and trying to keep his bread and cheese protected from the heat.

[stack]

[roll0] includes penalty
Severan grumbles to himself, wishing he had possessed the foresight to shield himself from the oppressive heat. Wiping the sweat from his eyes, he keeps a watch on the road ahead, not forgetting the suspicious look of the soldiers on the roadside from before, nor the reports of goblin activity.

[shizukanashi]

The road crests a hill and then descends into a dusty groove in a large, shallow dell. An abandoned farmhouse, only partially visible between the trees, stands on the side of the road atop the dell. You've passed a dozen such places much like this on already to day, but this one feels different.

Everybody give me a perception roll. DC 22 If you succeed you may open the next spoiler, if you fail open the "Fail" spoiler. Everyone may open the "ENCOUNTER" spoiler.

Thanks to the burning sun, you catch the glint of mail through the trees by the side of road. Fierce warriors-tall hairy humanoids with wide mouths and flat faces lie in wait! An Ambush!

You may act in the surprise round. Remember you only get ONE move OR standard action in a surprise round, not a full round of actions.

You are unaware of the ambush and may not act in the surprise round. Please wait until round 1.

Again for combat I want you to make your post with you actions, initiative will be handled in the order you post. I will take into account all actions and then write a turn summary before moving onto the next action. A map for this encounter can be found here. (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550b6e12e1fef)If you are unfamiliar with Ditzie, you can move the tokens and then hit enter, then copy and paste the new link with your post.

I am still having trouble with my token tool, so very basic tokens here. Black letters are PCs white letters are enemies.
R=Rakiir
S=Severan
A=Armand
J=Jancit
j=Jacob (yes this this a lowercase. That's what you get for being a halfling and sharing a first initial with a fellow PC.

the white R's are hobgoblins.

Still a bit rusty on combat, hopefully this will go smoothly.

Terrain: Forest squares are filled with undergrowth (2 squares of movement to enter and provide concealment) squares with trees provide cover to people in that square. The sides of the road are steeply slowed (4 squares of movement to enter)

[Vhaidara]

Ambush!
Jacint cries out as he pulls and strings his bow, beginning to let the fires of battle burn through him.

Draw my weapon and switch stances to Stance of Piercing Rays (+1d6 Fire damage on ranged attacks).
If one of the hobgoblins ambushing us attempts to use a ranged attack against any of us, I'll initiate Intercepting Shade (Counter), allowing me to make an attack roll to block his shot
Intercepting Shade: [roll0] (I accounted for my lowered Dex from Fatigue)

[Doc_Maynot]

"Lady of the golden sun, bless and protect your servants-"
As Jacob begins his prayer, light convalesces around his hands, forming a scimitar and a shield. Each seemingly made out of a white, unearthly metal, with red and gold designs and trimmings.

Move Action, Form Mind Blade

[JHShadon]

Rakiir tensed up as he spotted the glimpses of hostiles through the woods, and after hearing Jancit's yell he prepared himself for battle, getting into a strong, defensive stance inspired by Panthers before bending his knees low and launching himself upward over the slope and into the forest area, landing near one of the enemies.

At the start of the day he would've gotten into Psionic Focus and activate his Empowered Strikes ability as part of his morning meditations.
Using Acrobatics to jump up into the foresty area, and using Fuse Styles to get into Panther Style and Iron Hand Stance.
Iron Hand Stance: +2 Shield bonus to AC
Panther Style: While using this style, when an opponent makes an attack of opportunity against you for moving through a threatened square, you can spend a swift action to make a retaliatory unarmed strike attack against that opponent. Your attack is resolved after the triggering attack of opportunity.

[stack]

Severan spots the ambush as well, taking up the cry of warning before launching a gout of flame toward a nearby foe, turning the dry underbrush to ash. 30' of fire, [roll0] damage,ref save DC 21 half targeting the nearest enemy

[shizukanashi]

Horse [roll0] [roll1]
Horse [roll2] [roll3]
Jacint [roll4] [roll5]
Severan [roll6] [roll7]
Armand [roll8] [roll9]
Rakiir [roll10] [roll11]


Before Jacints warning can do any good the trap is sprung. The raiders waste no time demanding money, but go right into combat. A half dozen arrows fly from the woods all around you in a criss cross. The attackers seem to be well trained and go for the horses on Mikos wagon first. Jacint is quick to see this and manages to shoot an arrow out of the sky with supernatural precision, but another finds it mark. The arrow connects with the horse right where neck meets shoulder and it panics. The wagon streaks down the road at a gallop knocking several crates off as Miko and the rest take off down the road.

Rakiir leaps into the brush eager for a fight and Severan lets loose a flame from his mouth, from the spot he targeted a charred corpse of a hobgoblin slinks from the forest above into the road below.

Just as the wagon passes another enemy presents itself. A hellish dog with fire streaking down its mane leaps from the trees seperating the rest of you from Miko and his wagon.

https://downatthecrossroads.files.wordpress.com/2013/02/hellhound.jpg

Jacobs dogs (who are behind you) attempt to turn and flee but are having trouble turning around being attached to the wagon. Instead they just sit and bark incessantly.

New map is here (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550bab8c64d47). Notice the new "H" in the road infront of you, that is the Hellhound. I removed the dead (technically dying) hobgoblin rather than crossing him out, because I did not set up the map to do that yet.

Go ahead and give me actions for round 1!

[JHShadon]

Rakiir modified his stance again right after he landed in front of the Hobgoblin to give more power to his assault. Before the raider had a chance to react to his sudden presence he swiftly threw a pair of powerful punches at him, aiming his right fist at the Hobgoblin's face and the left at the raider's sternum.

Swift action to use the Master of Many Style's Fuse Styles ability to use Jabbing Style as well as Panther Style.
Full Action to use Flurry of Fists.
Attack one: [roll0] Damage one: [roll1]
Attack two: [roll2] Damage two: [roll3]
Jabbing Style bonus if both hit. [roll4]

[shizukanashi]

The hobgoblin goes limp and falls to the brush unmoving.

I will continue to do a round summary, but since you downed this guy I figured I might as well let the others know that this guy is down.

[stack]

Severan slides behind Jacint and looses another line of fire, the spectral form of a golden dragon's head imposed over his face beneath a molten, fiery crown. fire breath, 30' line [roll0] Ref DC 21 1/2

let's see if this works, map link (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550bab8c64d47)

[Vhaidara]

Jacint draws back the string of his bow and launches a shaft at one of the nearby hobgoblins. Midflight, the arrow catches fire and, after impacting the first target, veers off to strike a second.

Alright.
Standard: Initiate Solar Reflection to also attack the second target (first target is the one directly to my right, second is down and right from him)
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3] fire damage from stance + [roll4] damage (only on first target)
Crit damage: [roll5]

[shizukanashi]

another hobgoblin falls out of the trees burned by Severan's fire breath. Jacint's firey arrow peirces an archer and then another, but both remain combatants.

I had Jacint target the front two on the left, since Severan already took down the guy in back. map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550c63adca354)

[Anti-Eagle]

After the initial shock of the ambush Armand focused and attempted to fling the furthest hobgoblin into the surviving one on the other side of the road. As he focused his mind to the task his eyes burned with silver light that emanated from them.

Armand would have gained psionic focus at the beginning of the day.

Move Action: Fifteen Feet, map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550c730c54541).

Standard Action: Use Telekinetic Thrust.
- Thrusting Right hobgoblin on the "Right" side of the road into the Hobgoblin on the "Left" side of the road.
- Able to thrust up to 250 pounds. Thrust negates if the hobgoblin being thrusted weighs more than that (weight unknown).
- Hobgoblin being thrusted can negate thrust through will save of 17.
- Roll to Hit other hobgoblin with said hobgoblin: [roll0]
- If I hit, one point of Damage per 25 pounds of weight (weight of hobgoblin unknown) to the hobgoblin being targeted (No damage specified for the hobgoblin being flung, so unsure about how it affects him other than having been moved).
- Not attempting to suppress visual display.

[Doc_Maynot]

Determined to try and protect Miko from the burning dog, Jacob rushes towards it at inhuman speed, shield outstretched.


Map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550c8b6979004)
Made a double move, and I'd like to make a Know (Religion) on the dog.
[roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Round 1 Summary--continued

Hob: [roll0] [roll1]
Hellhounds: [roll2] [roll3]
[roll4] [roll5]

Jacob rushes forward to confront the hellhound, from here he can see wagon ahead has stopped and another half dozen hobgoblins begin to approach it cautiously.

The hobgoblin that Armand threw spends the turn simply standing and getting orientated after being flung across the road. The other one fires at Jacint dealing 7 damage with a thick and heavy arrow.

Jacob is ambushed by a second Hellhound hidden in the trees, both dogs breath fire on the halfing.

Rakiir sees the bushes move in front of him and the snapping of a twig. There is another enemy between him and the hut, though he can not see it.

Another Hobgoblin runs from the hut. This is clearly the leader of this raiding party he is wearing lighter armor, but his movements suggest a more skilled warrior. He draws two vicious looking shortswords, and takes a stance that resembles a dragon about to strike. "I see you have the dragon in you!" He shouts apparently directed at Severan. "So do I. Let us see whose is the greater!" His challenge issued he awaits your answer.

The Hellhounds do 14 damage combined (6 and 8) to Jacob, but you can save DC 14 for 3 and 4 respectively.


EDIT: whoops new map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550c94eb530ed) The leader is the "B" near Jacob.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir looked over to the rest and watched as the Hobgoblin on his side was thrown over to other side, his gaze then went over to Jacob facing the pair of firey hounds and just as he was preparing himself to jump down and run in to help the Halfling he heard movement behind him. Not able to see the enemy he quickly decided to try and flush him out, he focused the psionic energy that empowered his blows into his right fist and thrust it forward, launching the ball of energy at bush the enemy disturbed. "I know you're there." He said coldly, getting back into his stance as he wreathed his body in psionic energy once more. "Show yourself so we can make this quick."

Standard action to use Psychokinetic Discharge, Move action to use Empowered Strikes.
Attack: [roll0] -2 if more than ten feet away.
Damage: [roll1]

[Vhaidara]

Jacint, seeing the leader step out, quickly draws another arrow and takes aim, charging forward as he releases the fire within him and launches the deadly shaft towards his adversary.

Swift Action: Initiate Horizon Wind Lancet (+1d6 fire damage)
Move as indicated on map Can't get map to save. Moving three spaces diagonally towards the leader
Standard action: Initiate Solar Lance (attack, deal +2d6 damage and Bull Rush
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3] Fire damage + [roll4]
Crit Damage: [roll5]
Bull Rush: [roll6]

EDIT: map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550c94eb530ed)

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob says a few more words, finishing his prayer. Light surrounds his body leaving him in a suit of armour, made of the same material as his weapon and shield which are now glowing bright. He then strikes out at the left Hellhound.

Suit Change Specifics:
+2 Str
-2 Dex
-20 Speed
+2 Damage
+6 Armor

To Hit: [roll0]
Damage: [roll2]

I failed the crit, and misformatted the crit damage roll so I removed them

[Anti-Eagle]

Armand smiled as he saw the Hobgoblin fling across the road. It had been some time since he'd had the opportunity to toss something like that. Taking the opportunity that had been created he rushed over to the side of the road and unleashed a blast of razor-like crystals from his hands at the remaining hobgoblins in the brush.

Move: 45 Feet, map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550dc9e42de62)

Standard: Use Swarm of Crystals
- Augment with two power points to increase damage by 2d4.
- No Saving Throw or Resistance.
- 15 Foot Cone Directed from the corner to hit both hobgoblins.
- Damage: [roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Round 2 Summary:

PC's turn:

Rakiir's attack and provocation seem to have little effect on the unseen opponent in the trees, though the bush has seen better days.

The Hobgoblin leader clearly attempts to dodge Jacints arrow, but it is far to swift, even for a trained warrior. The arrow catches him in the chest and the extreme wind pushes him backward, nearly knocking him off his feet. He is clearly very upset, and badly injured, he also seems to have a new target in mind.

Jacobs suit increases in size and intensity and he slashes at a hound. It lets loose a yelp of pain but recoils only slightly before preparing to retaliate.

Armands razor sharp crystals shred the trees and leaves as well as the two hobgoblins, in spray of red and green. One falls to the ground, the other manages to avoid serious injury though.

This is short lived as another bout of flame issues from Severans mouth and the last of the hobgoblins hiding in the trees goes down.

Opponent's turn:

Though the unseen opponent in the trees does not show himself, it is clear he is a caster when portal opens behind Rakiir and a 3rd hellhound leaps at him. It catches him by surprise and sinks its flaming fangs into his skin (6 damage total 2 standard and 4 fire.) Rakiir just slips away as the hounds fangs close in a vicious bite of the empty air.

Both hellhouds in the road pounch on Jacob though with his improved armor only one is effective. The bite inflicts 13 damage, 9 standard with 4 fire.

The hobgoblin leader recovers and wades into battle, he makes a lazy swing against Armand without even looking as he passes that is ineffective, and easily dodged. His eyes are focuses further down the road and clearly his primary quarry is now Jacint.

Begin round 3, give me you actions!
Edit: I keep forgetting the Map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550def4a3c42f)

[Vhaidara]

I want him alive!
Jacint drops his bow and charges forward to strike a blow at the commander.

I can't figure out how to get the map to save, but I'm moving diagonally into melee range.
Swift: Switch to Body of the Night Stance
Move: Move into position to attack
Standard: Initiate Hunting Serpent Blow (text included below). Attack assumes heal check is successful, the modifiers not included in the roll are if it fails.
Heal Check: [roll0]
Attack: [roll1] -6
Crit: [roll2] -6
Damage: [roll3] +[roll4]
Crit damage: [roll5]

The disciple hunts his foe through the emulation of a hunting serpent, obfuscating his true attack until the moment he strikes. The disciple makes a Heal check with a difficulty equal to his opponent’s armor class. If this check is successful, then the target is made flat-footed and the disciple may make a melee attack against him, inflicting an additional 1d6 points of damage if successful. If this Heal check fails, then his opponent sees through this ruse, and the disciple makes his melee attack with a -2 penalty as the enemy is anticipating his attack.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir searched for his hidden enemy, hearing a sound behind him he quickly turned around to be face to face with a hellhound that almost bit sunk his fiery fangs inside of his flesh, but with a swift step to the side he was able to avoid the flaming fangs. He took a deep breath and decided to go all out to end this creature as quickly as possible, in a spectacular fashion he cracked his knuckles then yelled out as he made two blows that were powerful enough to break bones against the hellhound, aiming for whatever weakspots he could find.

Swift Action to activate Bronze Knuckle which gives an extra 2d6 damage to his unarmed strikes and lets them ignore DR.
Full Action to Flurry of Fists
Attack One: [roll0] Damage One: [roll1] [roll2]
Attack Two: [roll3] Damage Two: [roll4] [roll5]
Jabbing Style bonus if both hit: [roll6]
And using a Stunning fist on it with the first attack that hits, the Fort DC to Resist is 17.

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob continues to press against the left Hellhound. "In Sarenrae's name, I smite thee foul beast!"


Fighting Defensively (+2 AC)
To-Hit: [roll0] (Threaten on 24 or 25)
Damage: [roll1]
Psychic Strike: [roll2]
Crit Confirm: [roll3]
Crit Damage: [roll4]

Standard Action to attack, move action to regain psychic strike.

And here (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550ed899d1662) is the map changes for Keledrath.

[stack]

Knowing his chosen breath will do nothing to the hounds, Severan sidles into position to blast the leader. "Dragon in me? Only when I chose. I think that you have too little to save you."breath [roll0] Ref 21 1/2

map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/550f00547c229), I hope

[shizukanashi]

Round 3 Summary

PC's turn

Jacint charges the commander and makes another devastating attack. The hobgoblin staggers, but does not fall. He is clearly injured however and appears to be holding on by will alone.

Rakiir turns on the new opponent and quickly dispatches him. The fallen hound disappears in a pile of smoldering ash, its body returning to whatever hell it was summoned from.

Jacob again slashes at the hellhound and again hits. The hellhound continues to harry him however.

The turning point comes when Severan blasts the Hobgoblin leader. Miraculously he appears agile enough to evade most of the flames, but the effort is too much for him. The few scorches he does sustain are enough to drop him. He falls the the dirt, his two short swords strewn about his feet.

Armand seeing Jacob struggle moves to assist. He wacks the hound with the strange walking stick he carries, but yet the hound remains resilient.

Opponents turn

An unseen voice yells out "Farkur!" The goblin word for retreat, it is a strange sounding word, weaker than the harsh and brutal language normally is.

The hobgoblins on the path ahead quickly follow suit and flee into the woods to the west. The hellhounds do the same, but in there retreat Jacob finally sees the oppertunity to fell his foe. One more slash from his mentally manifested weapon is enough to end the beast. It too bursts into flame and leaves only a pile of ash where it once stood.

The other Hellhound, unscathed joins the hobgoblins in retreat. You may pursue if you wish, but clearly the fight went out of these raiders when their leader fell. There is also the matter of Miko and his wagon, and attending to the few wounds you suffered.

[Vhaidara]

Jacint looks down at the fallen hobgoblin.
Does anyone have any rope? I want this man bound. He should be able to answer my questions.

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob rushes ahead to Miko and his wagon while his weapon and armour crumble to dust. "How are you faring, my friend?"


Switching from Armour, back to Skin.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir felt relieved as the hellhound disappeared into a pile of smouldering ash, as he began to search for the one who summoned it he heard the order from the unseen voice followed by the sound of the summoner fleeing. He got ready to chase him but decided against the action, instead he jumped back down to the road and walked up to the rest of the group. "Is everyone alright?"

[shizukanashi]

Miko pops his head out from around the wagon. His nose is broken and his face is bloody but he seems well enough. Luckily the wagon seems undamaged as well and it looks like no cargo is missing, you drove of the raiders in time to save it. The Horses however are both dead. One to arrow wounds and the second to the hacking of a longsword. Miko seems worried, but he is presently more concerned with another matter. "My hat! Have you seen my hat?" He asks desperately as he scurries about looking on the ground about the wagon.

[stack]

Severan takes a moment to stop out any embers left by his breath attacks, nervous of the dryness left by the season's heat. "No injuries here. Those were not common bandits, though. Coordinated, attacking in force, with hellhounds as backup. I regret any escaped, but having a prisoner hopefully will allow us to get further information. Aparently they are not concerned with leaving a man behind. Did any of the others survive?"
When I ran a (relatively short lived) RHoD campaign, I was nasty enough to have fire-based attacks during the ambush start a brush-fire. I'm mean.:smallbiggrin:

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob chuckles. "Sure thing Miko, let us find your hat."


Perception: [roll0]

[JHShadon]

Rakiir looked to Severan as he spoke and nodded. "Yes, but he ran away before I could even see him, not before summoning a hell hound to attack me though."

[stack]

Rakiir looked to Severan as he spoke and nodded. "Yes, but he ran away before I could even see him, not before summoning a hell hound to attack me though."

"I meant survivors among those left on the ground." he clarifies while checking the other bodies.

[shizukanashi]

There are four survivors, though they are dying, and will die shortly without healing. The Leader and three of his soldiers.

Jacob finds Miko's hat easily it is blowing down the road. As he picks it up a sheet of parchment falls out of the brim.

[stack]

Severan tends to the dying hobgoblins, using restorative magic from the wand he produces from his pack where needed. take 10 on heal to stabilize for a result of 10, using charges of CLW if needed. Willing to take some help from anyone with heal ranks or points in wisdom to save the charges.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir joined Severan in tending to the dying Hobgoblins, taking care of their wounds using non-magical means.

Taking 10 on heal checks for a result of 16.

[Vhaidara]

Jacint also sets about seeing to the wounded, though he keeps an eye on the leader.

Take 10 for a 20.

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob sneaks a peek at the parchment while returning it to the hat, and then returns the hat to Miko. "Here it is, tallfolk. Safe and sound."

[shizukanashi]

With help for Rakiir and Jacint, Severan is able to stabilize all 4 hobgoblins. It will however take a charge from the wand to get them healthy enough to talk to.

The paper in the hat appears to be a map of some kind detailing the surrounding area. Miko is very grateful to have his hat back. "Er...thank you. Now as for the wagons. Well I see no other way, someone will have to go ahead to Drellin's Ferry and get some more horses...either that or we somehow rig Armand's horse and Jacobs dogs...its just to big a job for one horse. Hmm, now I will stay and er..Rakiir and Severan, probably Jacob too. Armand and Jacint should go ahead. There thats settled. No Problem!" He seems satisfied and begins to go about unpacking the wagon and setting up a camp.

When he sees you reviving Hobgoblins he is rather curious and slightly disturbed. "What are you doing? Your healing them? They attacked us! You wouldn't heal a dog that attacked you would you? No you put it down...what a waste..." When it is clear he is not persuading you otherwise he gives up. "Okay then just tie 'em up or something...they are dangerous! Well thats settled. No Problem."

[stack]

"The dead are much harder to question and organized and ruthless bandits such as these bespeak of a greater organization and purpose than typical highwaymen. When have you heard of mere bandits summoning beasts from the lower planes? So the question is, do we wish to question them now, and which should we start with? I would suggest one of the lesser, see what we can learn before waking the leader as I would expect him to be less willing."

[JHShadon]

Rakiir nodded at Severan in agreement. "Sounds like a good idea to me, who should be the one to interrogate them?" He then took his backpack off and rested it on the ground as he opened it, the magicial bag had the item he was looking for on the top, a 50 foot length of silk rope he pulled out before closing his backpack up and putting it back on under his cloak.

[stack]

"I can appeal to reason and mislead them if needed. I am also familiar with the most common goblinoid dialect. Intimidation is not really in my skill set though."

[Vhaidara]

Jacint cracks his knuckles. He had retrieved his bow while they tied up the captives.
I'll do it. I know how to talk to my own kind.

[JHShadon]

"Hm, perhaps you two could interrogate one each and see what information your different methods gather? I'll keep an eye on the rest."

[stack]

Severan takes one of the followers and wakes him, standing nearby to allow his companion to begin questioning, while also translating for any that don't speak goblinoid.

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob goes to calm his dogs. "Just... please try not to hurt them now that you've brought them back from the brink. Wouldn't be very neighborly." He meekly pleads.

[shizukanashi]

The goblinoid is not far gone and luckily it only takes one charge from the want to revive him. He looks around at your faces nervously then begins screaming in Goblin. "Help! Let me go! Zarr! Uth-lar!"

[stack]

Severan glances to his goblinoid companion, "So, we have names. That is a start. Please proceed."

[shizukanashi]

"Shut up pink-skin. I'll die before I say anything else." This time he speaks the common tongue.

[Vhaidara]

Jacint, meanwhile, wakes one of the other hobgoblins, and addresses him in the Goblinoid tongue, keeping his voice low.
What clan are you? I may be able to help you escape from these humans.

Bluff:[roll0] This is already accounting for the penalty of my brand

[stack]

Severan concentrates for a moment, a subtle ripple passing over him as the cloud of insects about his feet fade, but his tunic takes on new, intricate detailstarts in, keeping his tone friendly but business-like, "Look, you may as well talk to us. Your friends left you bleeding on the ground, abandoned. Some of us just as soon cut your throats and leave you for the vermin, and, frankly, if you don't help us out, we can just wake up one of your buddies and use your pool of blood on the ground as an example. But I don't want to do that. I would really rather that you told us what you know about this little operation so you and the others can spend the next while still breathing. Where there is life, there is hope, right? So you need to live, you can tell whatever you want to the others about what you told us, and we need information. Why are you ambushing people on the road? You obviously aren't just highwaymen. Whom do you serve? How many other bands are around? What is the plan?"veilshifting to lose pestilence cloak for vestment of the maharaja, investing essence into it for +6 diplomacy
diplomacy [roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Jacint, meanwhile, wakes one of the other hobgoblins, and addresses him in the Goblinoid tongue, keeping his voice low.
What clan are you? I may be able to help you escape from these humans.

The goblin eyes you with suspicion. He clearly does not trust you, and is ready for deception. Still the possibility of escape is tantalizing. "We are the Kulkor Zhul. Help me to escape and I will tell you more!"

Kulkor = Dragon Zhul=Tribe or Family roughly Kulkor Zhul means "Dragon Tribe", but to a native Goblin speaker such as you it would be more accurate to say "People of the Dragon". You get your Daniel Jackson on "Its not 'Door to the Heavens' its 'Stargate'".



Severan concentrates for a moment, a subtle ripple passing over him as the cloud of insects about his feet fade, but his tunic takes on new, intricate detailstarts in, keeping his tone friendly but business-like, "Look, you may as well talk to us. Your friends left you bleeding on the ground, abandoned. Some of us just as soon cut your throats and leave you for the vermin, and, frankly, if you don't help us out, we can just wake up one of your buddies and use your pool of blood on the ground as an example. But I don't want to do that. I would really rather that you told us what you know about this little operation so you and the others can spend the next while still breathing. Where there is life, there is hope, right? So you need to live, you can tell whatever you want to the others about what you told us, and we need information. Why are you ambushing people on the road? You obviously aren't just highwaymen. Whom do you serve? How many other bands are around? What is the plan?"

Though you are much more convincing than Jacint, the method of your questioning is not. This is clearly a battle hardened fanatic with a great will. Still your line of questioning does soften his resolve and instead of a stoic silent Hobgoblin that refuses to answer any question you have a raving mad religious fanatic. He screams and shouts profanity and makes threats. The Red Hand is coming human! You will all burn in the mother's flames! A Day of Ruin is coming! There are more warbands than you can count already in the forest! The River-town will fall soon! Karkilan will crush you like a bug! Koth will have you flayed and displayed on the Castle walls! The mother of Dragons will rise again, humey, repent! The Kulkor Zhul will prevail!"

[Vhaidara]

Jacint reaches down and takes the hobgoblins hand.
You, my friend, are going to tell me many things. And you're going to tell me now.
His other hand pulls out his necklace.
This was my mother's. I found it on a bounty hunter. When I... asked him about it, he told me he took it off of some hobgoblins of your tribe. Please, I just want to find my mother.

Diplomacy: [roll0]

This is leading up to something. He just wants to try these outlets first.

[shizukanashi]

"If it came off someone of my tribe your mother is either dead or at Cinder Hill. If she is alive, I can take you to her."

[Vhaidara]

Jacint smiles, massaging the captives knuckles.
First, tell me how far it is to Cinder Hill. We won't be able to escape until nightfall, and we won't have time to gather supplies along the way. I'll need to bring supplies with us.

Bluff: [roll0]

[stack]

Severan responds, in goblinoid only, "Frankly, I am intrigued. I have been deprived of a kingdom, you see, so some destruction and conquest would benefit me nicely. My retainers here, as well, would be eager for the windfall of war. We are a skilled group, as you have seen. You mentioned many powerful sounding leaders, which would be nearest for us to reach to put in our application? Where should we go to join this glorious crusade?"[roll0]

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob stands confused at the current talks, the parts he does understand just seem to confound him even more. However, while that is happening he takes the time to set up camp and start a fire. After, he approaches some of the creatures not being questioned and sits beside them to mend their wounds. "Been a rough day, tallfolk. Perhaps we should try to rest well tonight. How about I take watch first tonight?"


Adding them to my earlier Long Term Care check, even though it is a failure. Jacob doesn't know that yet.
Diplomacy (Just in case its needed): [roll0]
Edited after realizing we only have like.. two guys awake.

[shizukanashi]

Jacint smiles, massaging the captives knuckles.
First, tell me how far it is to Cinder Hill. We won't be able to escape until nightfall, and we won't have time to gather supplies along the way. I'll need to bring supplies with us.

The Hobgoblin yanks his hand away. "You are liar and traitor, that is what your brand says! You are worse than the pink skins you serve!" He has no more to say.


"Frankly, I am intrigued. I have been deprived of a kingdom, you see, so some destruction and conquest would benefit me nicely. My retainers here, as well, would be eager for the windfall of war. We are a skilled group, as you have seen. You mentioned many powerful sounding leaders, which would be nearest for us to reach to put in our application? Where should we go to join this glorious crusade?"

The hobgoblin smiles. You can not join the Kulkor Zhul pink-skin, but if you let me and Uth-lar go, your life may be spared. Azarr Kul keeps many humey slaves." It appears too that this line of questioning has come to an end.

[Vhaidara]

The Hobgoblin yanks his hand away. "You are liar and traitor, that is what your brand says! You are worse than the pink skins you serve!" He has no more to say.

Very carefully, Jacint breaks a finger.
I suggest you talk. This can be slow.

Intimidate: [roll0]
I don't think there's a roll involved for the torture aspect, and I didn't include any kind of modifier for it. I feel that's best left up to you.

[shizukanashi]

Very carefully, Jacint breaks a finger.
I suggest you talk. This can be slow.

The hobgoblin howls in pain. He is clearly hurt, but instead of fear it is hatred fills his eyes. It takes some time but, when he finally composes himself he bites off his own tongue and spits it at you! Blood oozes down his chin and he begins to laugh maniacally.

[Anti-Eagle]

As the battle ended and the others got to work Armand watched the forest around the group wondering about the enemy and listening to the conversations. As they spoke something piqued his interest. He smiled at Jacob when he heard the man speak of watch and the man would hear a chime followed by speech should he let the foreign thought into his head. I require little rest. If you take the first watch, then I may take the others.

As the mindlink established or fizzled he moved on to the hobgoblin. As he moved he shifted his holy symbol to under his robes and walked to the one Severan was speaking to and stood beside Severan.

Armand began to speak in goblin as another chime went through the minds of everyone around him "If the situation is as dire for our kind as you say, would it not be better to surrender ourselves now and throw ourselves upon the mercy of Azarr Kul than run? Willing slaves would make easier servants than those who resist under the heel of his boot. If you were to tell us where we could surrender ourselves then perhaps we could offer ourselves to him?"

He smiled at the Hobgoblin as he finished speaking.


Use my discipline mindlink to connect to Jacob should he let me into his head.

Use Attraction power on the Hobgoblin talking to Severan to force a compulsive "attraction" to Armand to grant a +6 on interaction checks with said Hobgoblin.
Augment with 4 power points.
Will save to negate: 17.
Duration: 5 hours.

Rolling for both feels right, if diplomacy doesn't apply feel free to ignore it.
Diplomacy: [roll0], Add a further +6 if attraction is successful.
Bluff: [roll1], Add a further +6 if attraction is successful.

If this is too much in one post let me know.

[shizukanashi]

"You can surrender to Koth, he is in the old human castle in the forest, very close...I can show you on a map. Though he might just kill you. You should go to Cinder Hill there are some slaves there already."

[shizukanashi]

DAY 2

The questioning continues throughout the night, but soon morning arrives. The hobgoblin captives are no trouble and thanks to Jacobs care are doing well again. Their compatriots are likely long gone as no attempts of escape or rescue were made during the hours of darkness. Though he does not loot the dead bodies and allows the captives to keep their armor, Miko goes about disarming the captives and collects there weapons which he adds to his treasures in the back of his wagon. "Can't have them armed now. If you aren't going to take them I can get something for them in Drellin's Ferry. No Problem."


As the sun rises a rancher and three cows are coming up the road. He introduces himself as Arryn and tells you he is taking these 3 to market in Drellin's Ferry. Though he is somewhat intimidated by the tied up Hobgoblins, Miko works his magic. After a whole lot of honeyed words and a very little bit of coin the wagon is hitched to the cattle and it is road ready again, albeit somewhat slower than if it were drawn by horse.

For simplicity, all 4 hobgoblins are at 1 HP. They are not well enough yet even attempt to give you guys trouble.

[stack]

The questioning less enlightening than Severan hoped, he contents himself with the thought of turning the captives in for justice in the town. Doubtless it would be swift, given the circumstances.

"We have many questions and few answers. Perhaps they will know more in town." he says to his traveling companions. "The whole thing leaves me curious."Would have looted before waking them up. Saturday wasn't good for posting, as is often the case. Ready to hit town. Shaping cuirass of confidence and vestment of the maharaja in addition to gorget of the wyrm (fire) and brass circlet, extra capacity into the cuirass

full investment into the vestment and the cuirass, so everyone getting close makes a DC 19 will save or have their disposition improved by one step

[JHShadon]

Rakiir had kept his eyes on the prisoners that weren't being interrogated and his ears on the two that were, listening with curiosity for what details he could hear.

On the next day after his morning meditations he prepared a breakfast for the caravan and the Hobgoblin prisoners. Once Miko convinced the farmer to attach the cattle to the wagon he decided to tie together in a line behind the wagon, marching to their left as the wagon was pulled forward. When he heard Severan speak he nodded at the man. "If nothing else we can warn the town of the upcoming attack."

Profession Cook Roll for fun: [roll0]
Will Save if I'm close enough for Severan's thing: [roll1]

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob will spend the morning checking on the well being of the Hobgoblins and feeding those among them who will have some, some of his stockpile. Reading to them and his dogs from his old, worn book the whole time.

[shizukanashi]

Well treated and fed prisoners in tow, you break camp and begin again on the road. It is only a few miles and had you not been attacked the night before would have arrived the night before. After only a few hours of travel, the road decends into the small town of Drellin's Ferry. The town is built on the near side of a broad sluggish river. From your high point on the road you can see the remains of six old piers jutting from the water that mark where once a bridge stood. Though its is long gone, the people of Drellin's Ferry are inventive. Instead a pair of long thick ropes cross the river, each is secured to a large flat-bottomed ferry boat, and you realize where the town gets its name. A few fields and orchards surround the town, clearly prospering from such close proximity to the river.

As you approach a group of armed townsfolk-three in leather, and one in mail-stand guard. They watch you warily, but as soon as they see your prisoners walking along behind the wagon they brandish weapons and take a much more lethal stance. "Halt and state you business!" Says the man in mail as he draws a longsword. The others ready spears.

http://elsirvale.wdfiles.com/local--files/drellins-ferry/Map.jpg

You enter the town at the watchpost (1) in the lower righthand corner. Fields to your left and orchards to your right.

[stack]

Severan strides forward, calling a greeting, "Good morning. We are merchants and travelers along this fine road. We were beset by bandits, hobgoblins, along our way late yesterday. We took several prisoner and would like to relive ourselves of. They were less than forthcoming, but what they did say I would like to report to your towns leaders."diplomacy [roll0]

While wearing this veil you project an unshakeable aura of authority that makes other beings naturally inclined to trust you. The attitude of any creature that fails a Will save against this veil is automatically improved by one step; they must make this save as soon as they come within 60 feet of the wearer. This ability lasts for 1 hour per character level at which point the affected target's attitude drops one step. Any improvements to the affected creature's attitude resulting from successful Diplomacy checks or other similar actions taken after the creature was affected by the ability remain. This veil has no impact on creatures without sight. Once a creature has passed or failed their save against this ability they cannot be affected again for 24 hours

While using this magnificent veil, your inherent majesty is undeniable to any who gaze upon you. You gain a +2 insight bonus to Diplomacy and Intimidate checks.

Essence: For each point of essence you invest in this veil, the bonus to Diplomacy and Intimidate checks increases by +2.

[Anti-Eagle]

Armand smiled as the time went. Thoughts of what the goblins were saying bothered him but he smiled. Time was on his side and the others had the same concerns he had on the matter it seemed. The night went quickly for him as he watched the stars and listened to the others.

The morning was similar. New company was found when the farmer came upon them and the journey continued.

When they reached the town and guardsmen began to ask questions Armand sat upon his horse smiling, and watching the prisoners incase they decided to try to escape their punishments.

[shizukanashi]

The man in mail seems to immediately like Severan. He is a slightly portly man with a curling waxed mustache. In his late 30's he seems at least a decade older than any of the other three guards. "Indeed! Where?" Before you can answer he is talking again. "Bands of these murderous savages have been stalking around town for days. You're lucky you came through it." He sneers at the captives, and only hesitates slightly when his eyes scan over Jacint. "Apologies!" He holsters his sword and presents his open hand to Severan. "Sergeant Hersk." He shakes firmly and with vigor. "Go with Lucas here, he will take you straight to Soranna, our constable. She'll tell you what to do with those beasts. Well boy!"

The youngest of the remaining guards a pimple faced boy no more than 15 years, probably less, stumbles to attention and presents himself. "Right this way, sirs." And he escorts you into town. You get a dozen stares from various townsfolk as they stop to gawk while you pass.

[shizukanashi]

Lucas leads you through town and eventually stops in the market square. A tavern called the Green Apple (4), and an inn called the Old Bridge (10) lie to the north and south of the square. To the west is a large stone building with a tower (8). It is guarded by a number of soldiers. To the east appears to be a rather lavish residence (3), also guarded by a pair of soldiers. "This is The Green." Lucas explains. "Wait here."

With that he enters the large stone building to the west. He emerges a few minutes later with a half dozen other soldiers. The most prominent of these a tall woman with strong features, and dark hair. She would be quite attractive if only she would smile. Instead her face is stony and grim. "Thank you, Lucas. Now fetch Norro. Tell him what I have told you, then return to your post." Lucas runs across the green to the building to the east. The rest of the guards remain.

"I am Captain Soranna Anitah, of the town guard, and the Chief Constable here in Drellin's Ferry. You have done well to bring me these prisoners. You must be capable fighters, many others have not been so lucky as you. These beast have killed many travelers and smallfolk already."

"And we will kill many more!" The leader of the hobgoblins responds. This is enough to earn him a solid smack with the back of one of the guardsman's spears. "You will speak when spoken to!" She informs him. "Lock them up, I will deal with them later!"

She turns her attention back to you."I am afraid I can offer little bounty...how is 10 gold? She reaches for her belt pouch when she finally gets a good look at Jacint, she stops and instead places her hand on her sword hilt, but does not yet draw. "What is the meaning of this?" She questions. "Who are you, retch? Speak now!" The remaining guards take notice of her tone and stand ready.

http://www.cfrq.net/gallery/d/1279-2/rhod_c.jpg

[stack]

Severan returns Hersk's handshake enthusiastically. "Severan, good to meet a friendly face on the road." before introducing his traveling companions, putting in an extra good word for his temporary employer.

....................

"Greetings Captain. Any reward is a windfall since we did not exactly go looking for it. I fear there may be many more of them out there though, so the town is not safe yet."

After her impolite question to Jacinth, Severan raises a hand, "Hold a moment, good captain. This is Jacinth, an archer of no mean skill, who has traveled with us for some distance. He has no part in the banditry. These prisoners where every bit as eager to cut his throat as ours."

"Now, you should hear the tidings we were able to get from the prisoners, however scant." Severan proceeds to tell her of their threats and boasts, distilled to names and locations and his sense of the general plan.[roll0]

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob looks up towards the woman and begins to back up Severan's account. "Yes, he is not any more so dangerous than any other Tallfolk I have had the pleasure of travelling with. His demeanor leans a bit to the stuffy side to be honest with you, but some would seem to prefer that."


I know with that result a +2 wouldn't help that much, but every bit helps, right?

[roll0]


"A side question however, would you mind taking some or all of this food and drink off of my hands? I was expecting more to accompany us on our journey here, though it seems the fates have conspired against that. Consider it a donation to your forces here or perhaps just use it to sustain your newest prisoners without having to empty your own stores."

[shizukanashi]

"Hold a moment, good captain. This is Jacinth, an archer of no mean skill, who has traveled with us for some distance. He has no part in the banditry. These prisoners where every bit as eager to cut his throat as ours."

"Now, you should hear the tidings we were able to get from the prisoners, however scant." Severan proceeds to tell her of their threats and boasts, distilled to names and locations and his sense of the general plan.

She lets go of her sword hilt, but the venom is not gone from her eyes, instead of cutting you off she listens to you tale. "Hmm I have not heard these names before. It is ill news that they plan to attack the 'river town' Surely that is meant to be Drellin's Ferry....A castle did you say? They must have a raiding band held up in Vraath Keep. That is the only such structure I can think of anywhere near here. The rest of this Kulkor Zhul tribe must be at Cinder Hill as you say. Thank you for your service." She turns again to Jacint. "As for your beast. If you can vouch for him that is good enough for me. But I shall hold you responsible for any trouble he causes, and I won't hesitate to lock you both up should blood be shed." Suddenly she remembers he has not yet responded. "Does it even speak the common tongue, or just gutteral goblinspeak?"


"Yes, he is not any more so dangerous than any other Tallfolk I have had the pleasure of travelling with. His demeanor leans a bit to the stuffy side to be honest with you, but some would seem to prefer that."

"A side question however, would you mind taking some or all of this food and drink off of my hands? I was expecting more to accompany us on our journey here, though it seems the fates have conspired against that. Consider it a donation to your forces here or perhaps just use it to sustain your newest prisoners without having to empty your own stores."

"You keep strange company halfling. I have known goblins to roast the littlefolk like pigs on a spit. Your wares will be most welcome. Thank you. How long will you be staying in Drellin's Ferry. Perhaps I could arrange for room and board as repayment?"

[Vhaidara]

Jacint's eyes are steel, but his words are calm.
I have no desire to cause your people trouble. I am here only because the people of the Kulkor Zhul tribe have taken my mother. They are my enemies, and it seems they are yours as well.

[JHShadon]

Rakiir tenses up as the Captain made her outburst, holding his tongue so that Jancit could speak for himself, after he does Rakiir said to the Captain. "Another thing to note about the Hobgoblins is that they summoned hellhounds to attack us and the summoner favoured stealth."

[shizukanashi]

Jacint's eyes are steel, but his words are calm.
I have no desire to cause your people trouble. I am here only because the people of the Kulkor Zhul tribe have taken my mother. They are my enemies, and it seems they are yours as well.

"So it seems. May you find your mother then."


Rakiir tenses up as the Captain made her outburst, holding his tongue so that Jancit could speak for himself, after he does Rakiir said to the Captain. "Another thing to note about the Hobgoblins is that they summoned hellhounds to attack us and the summoner favoured stealth."

"Hellhounds? I have never known the hobgoblins to consort with demons, that is ill news. Though sneaking about is something they are quite good at."

Just then Lucas returns with him is an older man, in his fifties perhaps, balding with a salt and pepper beard. His thick mustache is waxed and curled, in the same style of that of Sergeant Hersk, whom you met at the watchtower when you entered town. "Excuse me." Soranna crosses the Green to meet him and the two speak in hushed tones for a few minutes before returning to address you.

"Greetings travelers. My name is Norro Wiston. I am the town speaker for Drellin's Ferry. I understand you have already met Soranna, our guard captain.... I will get right to the point. We're in a lot of trouble here, and if your tale is true its worse than we had thought."

"Our town is under attack." He begins. "These hobgoblin raiders have been harrying our lands for several days now. They have attacked outlaying homesteads, and waylaying travelers like yourselves on the Dawn way." He swallows a lump building in his throat. "People have died. Killed by these savages."

Soranna takes note and steps in as Norro gathers himself. "We have had some trouble with them before. A quick attack on a homestead on the west side of the river. But nothing this bad. They have harried us for days, and are crossing the river. As you say they have hellish beasts with them. It appears a large and aggressive tribe has come down from the Wyrmsmoke Mountains. Frankly, I fear they might be numerous enough to sack the town. You have clearly displayed skill at arms and..."

"Its more than the town." Speaker Wiston interupts. "The road is our lifeblood. If the hobgoblins make the Dawn Way impassable to the west, trade won't come this way. Our economy is ruined. We will starve. Not only do we need to repel these raiders we need to open the Dawn Way. Keep trade flowing. Can you help us?"

https://attackofopportunity.files.wordpress.com/2012/10/norro-wiston.jpg

[JHShadon]

Rakiir relaxed a little as he stood there listening to the two speak, when the speaker asked for aid he nodded to the man. "My business with the merchant is almost complete, give me a short amount of time and I will be happy to aid you as best I can."

[stack]

"I believe I could be of assistance. This keep, you called it Vraath, sounds like one of their leaders is there. Perhaps that would be a place to start. How far is it from here? What lord owns it that they would be able to use it?" Severan asks after making sure the speaker has their full story and not just the second hand news that is surely shooting through the town.diplomacy [roll0]

[Doc_Maynot]

Jacob calls forth a set of Full Plate made of the same material as his weapons, a Scimitar and a Shield.
"The arms and armour of Sarenrae are yours in this battle, for I in good conscience cannot let this stand." He says before kneeling at their feet.


-20 ft Move Speed
-2 Dex
Lose Evasion
Gain 25% Fortification
Gain Stalwart
+2 Con

[shizukanashi]

Rakiir relaxed a little as he stood there listening to the two speak, when the speaker asked for aid he nodded to the man. "My business with the merchant is almost complete, give me a short amount of time and I will be happy to aid you as best I can."

"Yes. Infact Iormel's Warehouse is just over there." He points to a building a little ways down a side street. "Once I have his payment I can pay you the rest of what I owe you. No Problem."


"I believe I could be of assistance. This keep, you called it Vraath, sounds like one of their leaders is there. Perhaps that would be a place to start. How far is it from here? What lord owns it that they would be able to use it?" Severan asks after making sure the speaker has their full story and not just the second hand news that is surely shooting through the town.

"Vraath Keep is about 15 miles, along the Dawn Way. If you leave now you can reach it before night fall. If you wait until morning, and push hard, you might make it there and back before the sun sets."

"No lord holds that place. The Vraath family disappeared with the fall of Rhest, oh 150 some years ago. The castle is in ruins and it is said to be haunted. Most folk avoid it, though I doubt the hobgoblins would care. It's off the road a ways though, and the trails have been reclaimed by the Witchwood. Hard to find if you don't know where to look. You might find a guide if you lack a good tracker."

Soranna sighs. "There is only one guide if the Witchwood is your destination. Jorr Natherson. No one knows that wood better. His cabin is a bit out of the way, if you follow the Witch Trail, rather than the Dawn. His is a left at the first crossing, about 7 miles in, near the black water." She seems to remember something, with a start. "Jorr..um..maybe he's not the best option for you. His.. wife... ah well. He has a murderous rage for the Hobgoblins, and he might not take kindly to your friend here. He's quite the archer himself see, and tends to shoot first with um...well, you know, your kind."


Jacob calls forth a set of Full Plate made of the same material as his weapons, a Scimitar and a Shield.
"The arms and armour of Sarenrae are yours in this battle, for I in good conscience cannot let this stand." He says before kneeling at their feet.


"What sorcery is this? You are clearly brave and stronger than you appear little one. I believe we may have found a solution to our troubles." Soranna looks positively delighted.

[stack]

"So no one has legal claim to the keep? Interesting. I am willing to look into the matter. I presume any expedition would have finders rights to any spoils and salvage? I think we could probably talk this Jorr into helping us."

To his companions, "Seems that we could leave today, contact this Jorr, then go from there in the morning? Rather reach the keep in the light, myself."

[Vhaidara]

I can stay out of sight while they talk to him. Explain things. He wants revenge. That's a motive we share.

[shizukanashi]

"Its an old castle. I doubt you will find anything of worth there, but yes you are legally welcome to it. Thank you. Please let Soranna or myself know if you need anything. The entire resources of Drellin's Ferry are at your service, any guardsman can fetch us for you." With that Norro and Soranna leave and enter the large stone building where they took your prisoners.

"Well then, now that that is settled. I must deliver my goods, and pay you gentlemen." Miko chimes in. It is only a short walk to Iormel's Warhouse. You are immediately accosted by the incessant barking of 3 large dogs upon coming near his property. The noise draws the owner.

"Blast! What is going on!" Iormel is a miserly old man, probably in his 80's. He walks with a cane. "Ah Miko! You are late! I will have to dock your pay!"

"I was attacked by raiders, old man. I would have been here last night if not. You will pay me in full, and compensate me for the two horses I lost."

Iormel scoffs, and the two begin to bicker, yelling curses and insults at each other. "You can't swindle me, do you know who I am!" "You don't scare me. They broke my damn nose! I literally bleed for this shipment!" "I'll have you locked up you conman!" "I'd like to see you try, I brought protection this time!"

Clearly negotiations are not going well.

[stack]

"Now, then," Severen inserts himself into the conflict calmly, "It seems the nature of your dispute is contractual. I am not party to the details of what pertinent clauses define late fees and damages during services rendered, but I understand that it is common to wave such for circumstances beyond the reasonable control and foresight of those executing the contract. In this case, there are multiple witnesses, as well as prisoners, attesting to the fact that the shipment was beset by bandits on the road, a road that should be reasonably expected to be kept clear of such by the governing authorities. After said encounter, which required action most daring to foil and retain life and limb, goods or no, circumstances simply did not permit the timely completion of the delivery. Now, unless the goods in transit are such that a half-day delay would spoil them irreparably, then I can see little valid grounds for pursuing damages against the shipper. As to if compensation for loss to property is due, that must rely on the governing document. I doubt any judge would be sympathetic to pressing the first matter, so would advise an amicable exchange, considering both parties ought be pleased that the goods are delivered and both parties live to make the delivery."
suppose I ought roll diplomacy,since he doesn't have profession: barrister trained [roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Iromel looks like he is ready to spit, but he listens to reason."You brought a damned Arbiter to negotiate your fee? That's shady even for you Miko! Fine. Fine. I'll pay you the full amount, but I don't give a damn about your horses, you snake! I'll pay for two of Delora's mules if you like, but I'll not have you and your goons shaking me down like common thugs."

Though the new offer seems reasonable, Miko's ire is too much for his pride. "Screw you old man! I'll sell to Jendar! I'd rather be underpayed than called a con to my face! C'mon 'goons!'" He jestures for you to follow him.

Iormel is stunned, and heavily insulted. "You swine! Deal my goods to Jendar and you'll be dead by morning! Goons or no goons!"

"Go to hell old man!" He calls back as he turns the wagon around. "There are always other buyers." He informs you. "I'll get paid, you'll see. No problem!"

[stack]

Severan rolls his eyes and sighs. "Miko, I will take my pay now and consider my duties faithfully executed. You have a fair deal before you. If you are not willing to pursue an amicable resolution, then I wash my hands of it. I have little patience for such bargaining tactics."

He shoots a pointed look at Iromel. "Nor patience for such threats made in my presence. The guard captain was just here. I will feel responsible to report your threats."

[JHShadon]

Rakiir watched Severan speak to the two men, respecting his way with words. Seeing that Severan's words failed Rakiir stepped forward and spoke with a calm voice. "You both should take a deep breath and ask yourselves if this anger and frustration is really worth it."

Diplomacy roll if needed: [roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Miko is already upset, and Severans demand cuts him deeply. He is already on his way to Jendar's, when he answers."Fine." He reaches for his purse and produces 5 gp. "There you are. Anyone else? Its a silver each to cross the river and I'd just as soon leave dissenters here."

It is not long until the wagon is gone from Iormel's(13) and heading across town again. To reach Jendar's(17) one apparently must cross the river. The river is fast moving, but shallower than it is wide.. Two enormous ropes as thick as a mans waist span the Elsir river. Each is attacked to a huge wooden capstan. A pair of draft horses harnessed to the device turn it, drawing the ropes to which a large flat bottomed barge -the ferry- is attached. Another team across the river work a second barge if needed. A nearby shack holds spare rope and various tools and material to keep the ferry in working order.

Miko his wagon and any who don't take his payment board the ferry(14) for the otherside.

http://cdn.obsidianportal.com/map_images/370306/Drellins_Ferry-sq.jpg

[Doc_Maynot]

The now armed Jacob stands confused. "I had no interest in your coin Miko, only your company. But I shall accompany you across the way all the same. For it would seem that Soranna has no need of me yet. It is a shame the two of you couldn't come to an agreement though."

[JHShadon]

Rakiir sighed at the lack of impact his words had and before he continued to follow Miko he said to Severan. "Let's meet at the gate after this is over, if you go to make any preparations could you get me a new rope? I'll pay you back for it."

[shizukanashi]

The ferry is slow moving and it takes about 6 minutes to cross the 300 feet of water. In that time you meet Drathgar the ferry opperator. "Norro told me to treat you like townsfolk. That means no charge for your first two crossing each day. After that its 1 silver per on foot, 3 with a horse." He takes the time to tell you about himself. "I am the great-great grand nephew of old Drellin himself. Built this here ferry when the floods came and wiped away the dwarfbridge." He indicates the stone supports(15) that still remain jutting from the water.

Its only a short distance to Jendar's from the ferry. The halfling comes out to great Miko and the two quickly settle on a price. "There. now we may settle. Its a good thing no one else desided to stay. I could have only paid a few of you." Now his coin purse is overflowing though and he doles out the sum of 5gp to each of you.

Drathgar is waiting for your return. "You lot must o' had quite the impression on Norro. I just got word he has arranged a free night at the Green Apple, or a discounted rate at the Old Bridge for you. And not to be dropping eaves, but if you need a rope, i'd recommend Jarrett's Sundries, right there by the bridge, unless you would rather visit Sterrel before I take you back." He points to one of the two general stores directly behind you.

[stack]

Severan sees to making arrangements for a stay at the Green Apple before acquiring the requested rope. While waiting for the others to return, he attempts to gather any pertinent information that others passing through the inn may have regarding the goblin activities and the old keep.gather info [roll0] for [roll1] hours

are we heading out today, as Severan suggested, or waiting until tomorrow?

[shizukanashi]

Jarett Nurth is a speaks with a funny accent and her hair is black and slicked back in a style unlike the rest of the women of Drellin's Ferry. Her dark skin and jet black eyes betray her origin. "I hail from lands far to the south." She explains as she helps Severan find some rope. The shop is well stocked with tools, toys, food, clothing, special substances and other basic adventuring gear.

The Green Apple is a lively taphouse and inn. The proprietor is a stout Dwarf named Tharrma. "You must be Severan." She greets as soon as Severan enters, and talks fast before you can even begin to question the townsfolk "Norro has taken care of your stay. All you needs will be met for as long as you need them. I hear you are off to Vrath Keep. A fowl place if you ask me. Used to be a bastion that protected trade on the Dawn Way. Amery Vraath inherited the keep shortly after the fall of Rhest, and it was that change which lead to its down fall. He wanted to cleanse the woods of its evils. Chief among them was the Giants. He and his men hit the Giant Tribes hard, turned them back to the mountains and burned their holdings in the Witchwood. They had dealt a blow the Giant tribes has still not recuperated from, long lifespans and all. Giants only have young every few decades see. Anyway, the victory was short lived. The Giants struck back during a furious thunderstorm. They spent the night tearing the walls away. In the morning 4 giants lay dead, but Amery and his men were all dead. Amery's body was never found though. Treasure hunters have searched. They say he became a part of the keep, merged into the walls. Its not a rumor, I heard his wails myself. If you travel to the Keep at night, you can hear his moaning, and see him manning the battlements. Oh yes, its a fowl place indeed."

Entirely up to you. Arrangements have been made for a stay in the Green Apple, but you can always stay at a later date, when you return. It is getting late mid afternoon now. If you do leave tonight you could still reach Jorr's cabin before nightfall, but would likely come on Vraath Keep at night.

[Doc_Maynot]

Unless interrupted Jacob will find a tree to sit under to pray/meditate for the next 8 hours, taking the occasional puff from his pipe, as he has nothing else to do.

During his prayers to Sarenrae, he grows in size. Not too much, but he is now more akin to a Dwarf in stature than a Halfling. His knuckles are now trimmed with the white, unearthly metal.

If plans change he'll do this the next time we rest.
Changing Loadout
Crystalized Weapon -2 Points
Powerful Build -2 Points
Darkvision -1 Points

Tobacco Fort Save (DC 10)
[roll0]

[stack]

(Store) "Indeed, I am from a ways north myself. Have the raids affected trade significantly yet?"


(Green Apple)"Well, maybe I'll plan on seeing the sights in the daylight then. You have been most helpful. Are the giants still in the area? I would hope none of them are in league with the goblin tribes."

"Well, anyhow, I should collect my companions and make a plan. Thank you for the pleasant chat."

Severan goes to find the others to make a decision about their departure and to deliver the purchased rope.

[shizukanashi]

Your business concluded and the Green Apple established as your base of operations in Drellin's Ferry, you are ready again to push on. Drathgar charges all but Severan 1 sp to cross the river again (3 sp if you have a horse) and per Soranna's direction you take the north road leading out of town. The footpath is known as the Witchtrail because after meandering through farms and orchids it eventually leads into the dense Witchwood forest. It is crisscrossed by dozens of other trails but, by following the most prominent one, easy to follow. No stones or bridges pave the path, just dirt and the occasional log across a stream.

Late in the evening, as the shadows of the trees are getting longer than the trees are tall, the trail leads past a small cabin. A ramshackle front porch is lettered with fishing baskets and skinning frames. The cabin overlooks a dark bayou with old grey cedars draped in moss rising out of the water. An old skiff is tied on the nearby shore, and a little smoke curls from the fieldstone chimney. A trio of large hunting dogs rest under the porch, but they have not seen you yet. This must be the home of Jorr Natherson.

[stack]

Glad of the sight of the small cabin, Severan holds up a hand to stop the others. "Let me go ahead and make his acquaintance. Hopefully he will respond before those dogs eat us. "

He closes to a polite shouting distance, "Greetings. Travelers from Drellin's Ferry seek the wisdom of Jorr Natherson for guidance in an expedition against the hobgoblin raiders. May we approach?"

[shizukanashi]

A soon as Severan speaks the hounds under the porch leap up and begin to charge him, baying and barking. Only when a lean woodsman opens the cabin door and whistles from the porch do they stop, though they maintain an aggressive posture and stay within striking distance. The man has a leathery look to his face and arms, and his hair is long and unkept. He aims a crossbow, and has massive bowie knife strapped to his left thigh. "Against the Hobgoblins?!" He spits a black liquid into a pot on the porch, apparently derived from dried leaves he is chewing. Woods is rotten wit' 'em. Can't stand the limey bastards. S'pose it was Soranna what sent ya? Yea, you can c'mon up. What can ol' Jorr do for ya?" He drops the crossbow but pulls his knife as he takes a seat on a chair on the porch. He picks up a log and begins to whittle, as he listens to your tale.

[stack]

"Indeed, Soranna did recommend you to us. After being ambushed on the road, we were able to take prisoners. Questioning them led us to believe their leader may be at the old Vraath ruin. We were hoping you would be able to guide us, we would rather not have them know of our approach obviously. We have some coin, to compensate you for your time."

"There is one small matter, a member of our party, a warrior that fought beside us at no small risk to himself, has, well, a bit of goblin blood. He is committed to the fight, but I thought it best to mention it as his appearance does tend to set people on edge, in these parts." [roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Jorr looks furious then he sighs. "Yer goals are the same as mine. If your half-ape friend is truly committed as you claim I can take you to Vraath Keep, but he raises a blade toward me, I will put it down his greenskin throat." He spits again clearly annoyed with you. "My fee is 10 gold per day, and I'll take it up front if it please you. If not you can find your own way."

[stack]

"A fair rate. And I would expect no less if any of us raised our blades against you." Severan produces the coin and waves the others forward.

[shizukanashi]

Jorr stands and welcomes you into his cabin. He seems friendly with Severan, but cold, and indifferent, with the rest of you. A few sideways glances at Jacint to betray his unfriendly prejudice toward the Half-Hobgoblin, but for the most part he simply avoids interaction, rather than instigating. The cabin is spartan, with a large central room that doubles as a kitchen and foyer, A wood burning stone stove and a table and chairs are the only furnishings. A small bedroom to the back, seems a bit more personalized. Jorr works quickly to prepare a pack and gather some crossbow bolts, he seems excited to be taking the fight to the enemy. "We would do well to take them by night, to conceal our approach, they will have the numbers so we best take them by surprize." At the first mention of waiting till morning he simply scoffs. "Very well. Its your coin, ill expect another payment in the morning then. You can sleep wherever you can lay down, just stay out of my bedroom."

http://th02.deviantart.net/fs71/300W/f/2013/308/5/f/midnight_swim__daryl_dixon_x_reader__by_musicmania c427-d6t1v5y.jpg
Jorr is Daryl Dixon :p

[stack]

"I fear that, beyond the initial surprise which would indeed be advantageous, that the darkness would hinder our party more than theirs. I would rather not rely on light sources that will make us targets for those that do not require them. I would advocate hitting them at first light, though, which will require an early departure. As for pay, here is for tomorrow, in advance."deducted 20 GP from personal cash

[Doc_Maynot]

"Understood my good Tallfolk. Thank you for letting us in here tonight, you have a very cozy arrangement here. Also, Severan. I could make it so we have no need for lights, the blessings of Sarenrae allow me to see in all place as if the sun was shinning. All you'd need do is talk me through the path and I could find our way down it." Jacob says, pulling out his pipe. "Would you take offense to me indulging inside, or should I make my way outside?"

[shizukanashi]

"I fear that, beyond the initial surprise which would indeed be advantageous, that the darkness would hinder our party more than theirs. I would rather not rely on light sources that will make us targets for those that do not require them. I would advocate hitting them at first light, though, which will require an early departure. As for pay, here is for tomorrow, in advance."

Yea. That's smart. I forget you don't know the terrain, like I do. You lot won't to do well in the dark, and 'em 'ill see us 'for we see 'em. They see better at night than we do see, ain't that right, Gobbo?" His question directed at Jacint.


Jacob says, pulling out his pipe. "Would you take offense to me indulging inside, or should I make my way outside?"

"Smoke up. 'Long as yer sharin'." Jorr answers pulling a pipe of his own from a nearby shelf. He scoops the wad of tobacco from his lip and flicks it out a window.

[stack]

"I think perhaps we would be best served reserving those blessings for other applications."ready to rest and move on

[shizukanashi]

Day 3

The night passes without event and early the next morning you set out again on the witchtrail. Jorr leads the way through the forest. A wide expanse of water has flooded the woods in these parts and the terrain is wet and marshlike. Early in the day you come to a valley and many areas of the lowest laying land are now pools of algae filled water. A thrill of frogs and the buzz of insects fills the air. Luckily there is a rickety looking causeway made of thick planks of wood lashed together with mossy rope. The foot bridge runs for several hundred feet only a foot or two over the black water. Up ahead you can make out the wreckage of a wagon, lying on its side and half sunk into the flooded forest, about thirty feet from the causeway.

"That was not here 3 weeks ago when I passed before, perhaps another unlucky traveler." Jorr states. Then he stops quick, and points to what looks like a crocodile wading near the wagon. "Best leave it be." he warns as he begins to cross the bridge.

[stack]

"Let me take a closer look." Severan drifts into the air, buoyed by a swarm of insects that may not really be there.[roll0]

[shizukanashi]

Severan glides effortlessly over the marsh with the help of the insect swarm at his feet. From this vantage point the wagon appears to hold nothing of value, but there are a number of half eaten hobgoblin bodies around it, in various states of decay. What at first you thought was a crocodile is actually the head and neck of a huge dragon-like beast. As you fly over, it rises from the water and nips at your feet. 7 more heads previously submerged join it in combat.

http://fc08.deviantart.net/fs70/f/2014/034/4/1/hydra__dipsy_demo__by_sandara-d74271p.jpg


Map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/5529f6c72f9f5)
For this combat I will do something similar to what I did with the last combat. You will still each act in the order you post, but instead of one round summary I will post as often as I can with an update and the actions of 1-2 heads. This way all 8 heads are not acting at once and dominating action economy.

the white C is Jorr...c for cohort.

[stack]

Severan refocuses his energy, jetting out a gout of flame while drifting backwards and trying to identify the beast.swift to move essence
free to make knowledge (arcana) check (hydras are magic beast type, I believe) [roll0]
fire breath [roll1] fire, ref 21 half
5' step south east

[Vhaidara]

Jacint swears, pulling his bow free. He quickly nocks and looses an arrow at the hydra. Midway to its target, the shaft bursts into crackling flames, more potent than usual, even for Jacint's bow.

Move action: Draw bow
Swift: Horizon Wind Lancet
Standard: Solar Lance
Attack: [roll0]
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3]+[roll4] fire
Crit Damage: [roll5]
Bull Rush: [roll6]

[Anti-Eagle]

Armand startled as he saw the creature, eyeing its many heads. He tried to think of anything he knew of that looked like the creature as he readied his crossbow and fired it at the creature.

Attempt to identify creature, Knowledge Arcana [roll0]

Fire light crossbow at it.
Ranged Attack: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]

[shizukanashi]

Round 1 Summary

Severan's flames severely burn the beast and blacken its skin.

Both Jacint and Armand attempt to shot the beast, but neither extreme supernatural training nor psionic ability help as both shots miss their target.

Jorr proves he is the skilled archer Soranna claimed he is, In the time Jacint and Armand fire a single shot each, Jorr fires, reloads and fires again his crossbow. Both shots find there mark, though the Hydra seems little swayed.

repelled by Severan's flames the beast submerges into the water and though you can not see it beneath the murky water, it creates a swell of water as it moves closer to the bridge, perhaps in an attempt to head off your approach.

Not intimidated in the least Rakiir runs directly to the center of the bridge, ready to head the hydra off himself. He stands beside Jorr and attempts to command the fight. "Quickly, get across the bridge!" He instructs, as he assumes a defensive stance. "We will hold him off." he says with a glance to Jorr.

Jacob concentrates and his trademark soft blue psionic energies surround him in a suit of heavy half-plate armor. A blade and shield also appear in his arms. "Allow me to aid you friend, Rakirr."

New Map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/552e3dbd30a47)

You vaguely recall a legend about a similar creature. In it a hero slayed it by severing all of its heads.
You identify the creature as a Hydra, and recall it is dangerous to sever its heads, for they regenerate and multiply. Only flame used to cauterize the severed heads wound prevents this. It is more effective to attack the beast body.

Give me your actions for turn two

[Anti-Eagle]

"Don't attack the heads! They come back! Use fire!"" yelled Armand at the group as he moved across the bridge and unleashed a bolt of lightning at the submerged creature.

Move:map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/552f0f481b63e)

Manifest Energy Ray (Electricity) on the submerged Hydra.
Augment with 4 power points
Ranged Touch Attack: 1d20+4
Damage: 5d6

[stack]

Severan drifts a pace closer, ready to try to burn his target when it surfaces. "I seem to recall that such creatures can be defeated by severing their heads, at least in legend."5' step north, ready to use flame breathe [roll0] ref 21 1/2

[shizukanashi]

Armand shoots electricity at the mass of water and it appears effective as the water glows blue and the beast withers in pain.

Severan waits for the beast to rise from the water and when it does he blasts it with flame. This time the hydra is better prepared and the surface of the water takes the brunt of the attack, as only its 8 heads are above the water.

Jorr runs across to the other side of the bridge and fires again. This time the shot is long. "C'mon run!" He screams.

The Hydra is enraged and when it rises above the waters it is ready to kill. Three heads nip at Jorr and two leave deep gashes in his flesh

Rakiir suffers a similar fate as two heads nip at him also leaving his flesh ripped and torn. (13 damage)

Armand is lucky to escape one bite but a second cuts deep (11 damage)

The round continues, so Rakiir, Jacint and Jacob may still act. I just wanted to get the Hydras attacks and get him above water again. He has 10feet of reach, so melee attackers on the bridge can not attack him where he currently is, unless they want to get wet.

Current Map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/552f56132c95f) midway through round 2.

[Vhaidara]

Jacint swears quietly in goblin as his shot goes wide. He quickly pulls and looses another shaft, carefully aiming so as not to strike his allies.

I forget if I'm J or j. If I'm j, then move so I'm within 30ft. If I'm J, I should already be there.
Swift: Declare Pinhole Gambit (shoot into melee)
Standard: Shoot the hydra
Attack: [roll0] (5 BAB, 4 Dex, 1 Enhancement, 3 Cha [d20 roll as part of a gambit], 1 PBS)
Crit: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3] fire
Crit Damage: [roll4]

[stack]

Severan let's forth another blast, floating a step to the side.5' step left, fire [roll0] ref 21 1/2

[shizukanashi]

Round 2 summary cont

Rakiir unable to damage the beast from the bridge bravely leaps into the water, where his unarmed strikes are more effective. He swings away multiple times to some effect.

Jacob moves up the as well and shoots a bolt of blue mental energy from his head at the beast.

The Hydra attacks at the three closest foes Armand, Jacob, and Rakiir.

Armand easily evades the first head, but is biten by the second. (8 damage)

Jacobs armor proves to be hearty as he avoids all the attacks at him.

Rakiir is biten (5 damage) but the real danger occurs when one head latches onto him and drags him under the water.

new map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/55347f5a5b235)

[Anti-Eagle]

Armand flinched as he was hit and felt it make a heavy gash as he tried to move out of the way of the heads that focused on him. As he dashed away from the creature his flesh had apparently mended as if little had happened to him.

As he took a new position his eyes began to glow a silver colour and he stared into the eyes of the creature.

Use Resilience and spend 8 power points to reduce the points of damage taken to 3.

Move 25 feet, map (http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/55369948ef009)

Manifest Aversion on the Hydra to instill an aversion to Rakiir, Augment to increase DC.
Will to negate, DC 17. 6 Hour Duration.

Relevant portions of effect for expediency: "If the object of the implanted aversion is an individual or a physical object, she will prefer not to approach within 30 feet of it." "The subject will take reasonable steps to avoid the object of its aversion, but will not put herself in jeopardy by doing so. If the subject is forced into taking an action she has an aversion to, she takes a –2 penalty on any attack rolls, ability checks, or skill checks involved."

[shizukanashi]

At Armand's manifestation the Hydra recoils, it draws itself deep underwater and begins to swim away as quickly as it can. Apparently it is not interested in a meal that is so hard to acquire.

[stack]

"Everyone alright?" Severan calls before alighting to see if the wagon holds anything of note.perception take 10 for 21

[shizukanashi]

Rakiir bursts from the water and grasps for air. "Something spooked it." he explains. "It just let me go."

Jorr looks grim. "Gather yourself, catch your breath. The keep is not far." He says through his own panting breath. "Usually these creatures lurk deeper in the woods. Something has forced this one beyond its usual hunting grounds."

The wagon and its occupants are decaying and partially digested. A dozen or more half eaten hobgoblins and goblins litter the surrounding mud and swamp. Their gear is broken and rotted save for one champion who wears a pristine breastplate made of mithral.

This is a +1 mithral breastplate

[stack]

Severan pries the fine armor free and rejoins the others. "A fine piece of work.looks like the creature took a goblin supply wagon. It's officer was well adorned."

[shizukanashi]

Though the armor is heavier than Severan is used to the superior craftsmanship and material make it seem as if a second set of skin. Since he was the one to drag it from the swamp, it is only logical that he claim it for himself.

After a short rest you are back on the road and quickly meet again with the Dawn Way. "We should stay off the main road." Jorr suggests and instead leads you to a small trail that mirrors the Dawn only a few hundred feet into the woods. After a few hours of travel a haunting sight looms out of the woods ahead, a ruined keep. The old castle sits atop a hillock and you can catch glimpses of a broken tower as you make your way through the trees. Eventually Jorr takes a sharp right and heads into the woods. A moss covered stone on the path marks the spot, and you see he is actually following an overgrown trail. Despite the overgrowth, it is apparent the path has seen some resent use, but not yet enough to reclaim it from the forest.

"Vrath Keep." Jorr whispers as he sneaks up the trail, he waves his hand low as he crouches, signaling that now is the time for stealth. He points to the path and a few tracks. "Hobgoblin" he whispers for the first. "Worgs" He says at another, one that looks like that of a wolf but larger.

From this vantage point, and with the aide of the midday sun, you can see that the Keep is in poor repair. The gatehouse is partially collapsed, as is a section of the wall to the south. A small wooden building sits next to the remains of a long abandoned garden in front of the keep. The walls surrounding the keep are about 15 feet tall with a two story tower looming in the southwest corner of the courtyard within. Large boulders lie strewn amid the ruins of two gatehouses, and a massive humanoid skeleton slumps against the northern one. Amid the bones and tattered pieces of worn hide armor, you catch the movement of a sentry. Apparently the ruined gate house is manned by a trio of hobgoblins.

[stack]

"It will be difficult to approach unmarked with them on guard. We may be able to come from another angle. I certainly can, but the terrain may not allow for others to do the same. Perhaps the stones could offer sufficient cover?"any way around to the side or back?

[stack]

"There, around the side. I say we make for that gap in the wall. If we skirt the woods and use cover we should be able to reach it unobserved."If no one objects, stealth [roll0], keeping maximum possible distance from guards and using cover as available. Flying as needed.

[Anti-Eagle]

Armand nodded to Severan's plan, thinking it smarter than simply running at the gate, though he supposed with his powers he could even place merit in that... "One at a time or all at once?"


Same as Severan, if no one objects. Keeping distance from any guards, using cover, and keeping to the woods around the keep as long as is possible.

Stealth roll: [roll0]

[stack]

"Not too spread, in case this doesn't work."

[shizukanashi]

You manage to sneak in close enough to hide behind the shed, with the plan of entering through the hole in the wall, Severan is the first to move. He makes it with no trouble, but when Armand makes the same move he is spotted. Luckily you still have the initiative. Hopefully you can take down the Hobgoblins before an alarm is raised.

Thats it. You guys get to go first since you know about the goblins. You can take full round actions rather than surprise round (since you were caught, but aware of the them first) Today Jorr is "B" since I will need the "C" later on.

Link:http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/5543bfae4a672

[stack]

Severan moves into the courtyard. Unable to reach the enemy, he readies himself to burn the first that comes into view.move and ready action to use fire breath, [roll0] in 30' line ref 1/2 DC 21

[Anti-Eagle]

As Armand realized that he had been less than subtle in his movements, he changed tact and moved slightly more into the open, put on an innocent face, and readied himself to loose a ray of cold for when one of the hobgoblins moved into range.

Move Ten Feet - http://beta.ditzie.com/74754/554a82b1ba239

Ready a ray of energy (cold) to unleash upon the first hobgoblin to come into range. Specifically targeting the closest one for if he steps into the open.

Augment with 4 power points.
Ranged Touch Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1] Cold

[Vhaidara]

Jacint steps out a bit to give himself a better view, and lines up his shot before firing and attempting to fade back into the shadows.

I keep forgetting if I'm j or J.
Default Stance for infiltration would be Body of the Night
Swift: Deadeye Gambit
Move: Get a line of shot to H
Standard: Snipe (Fire then Hide)
Called Shot at the Neck
Attack: [roll0] (+4 fro BotN since he's flat footed)
Crit confirm: [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]+[roll3]
Crit Damage: [roll4]