The messengers

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf
HP: 16/16 (3 subdual); AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

The goblin snorts. "Nae, Dagg. Ah don' ken if there's anythin' of worth, Ah'm more worried aboot someone or somethin' waitin' in tha dark." Despite the conversation, Ozz continues his search, especially looking for tracks of any sort.

[amanodel]

The place is long deserted, and clearly, there are no treasures to be had, as Dagg said. Any valuables that were might left here, were taken away already, and only stones remain.

Ozz looks around, but can't find anything interesting. The temple ruins are decorated with creeping vines as nature starts to take over the place. The rocky ground and the stone floor of the temple doesn't store tracks of any kind, but everything is dead silent. A small graveyard is situated near the temple, but the tombstones are cracked and destroyed by now.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd takes an appreciative look around at the temple. "Well, it's not exactly a king's summer retreat, but there's certainly no call for dampened spirits on account of our surroundings, friends. Let us to rest, who may. Dafydd sheds his plate armor and, for lack of a proper bed, uncomfortably settles down into a more typical elf-like meditating posture.

[amanodel]

You quickly create a camping site in the ruins, and prepare to sleep. The rain already begun to slowly fall, the roof above your head is more than satisyfing right now. The rocky terrain is hard to sleep on, but surely better than sleepping in the mud.

Is anyone taking night watch?

[mdsoze]

Lorrick doesn't mind taking a watch.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz will take second watch.

[obliged_salmon]

As long as those two watches take four hours total, Dafydd can take the rest.

[amanodel]

The night is peaceful in the start, and after Lorrick's watch, even the storm starts to settle.

Kaz follows Lorrick in the nightwatch, and around midnight, the wind brings a most foul stench towards you.

(DC 11 Listen check for Kaz, others may attempt it with -10 penalty.)

[Quxelopqr]

listen [roll0]

Kaz gets up and draws his kukri, eyes open and preparing for whatever the smell brings his way. He looks at his companions, but doesn't rouse them yet. Should I...no, there's no need to wake the others yet. I'll let them rest until I see if it's trouble.

Kaz looks toward the smell, and if it comes from the direction of the graveyard then he will start waking people up, beginning with whoever's closest to the smell.

[amanodel]

The foul stench of rotting death indeed comes from the direction Kaz expected it.

Just as Kaz starts to wake up his companions, a vaguely humanoid figure crawls from behind a wall. It looks like a human, but it's flesh if rotten, even missing at places. The stink of decay and corruption is overwhelming, and the stench itself wakes up those who were sleeping until then.

The creature closes on you, sometimes using it's hands to help his movement, it's left leg is visibly broken at several places.



Kaz and the undead gets to act in the surprise round. DC 14 knowledge check (religion, planes, or arcane) to identify the kind of undead.
The undead's initiative is: [roll0].
You also need to make a charisma-based fortitude save vs poison DC 15 or become sickened (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#sickened) from the stench.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg starts suddenly at the smell. "Gramma?" As soon as he notices the undead creature shambling towards us, he'll pick up his axes and stand. "You afraid of your ancestors, eh? Let me give you a leg up on meeting them."

AC: 16 HP: 18
[roll0]
[roll1]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf
HP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

The goblin wakes with a start, the stench causing him to wrinkle his nose forcibly. As his eyes adjust and he assesses the situation, he snorts loudly. "Och! Whot'n incredible smell ye've discuverd, Kaz! Didja fine a new frien'?" Ozz grins as he readies his bow. Not knowing which weapon would work best, he decides to start with what he does best.

Initiative: [roll0]
Fortitude: [roll1]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd wakes and shouts "to arms, brothers, to arms!" before really realizing what's going on, and jumps to his feet as soon as possible...tiredly

[roll0]
[roll1]

[Quxelopqr]

initiative [roll0] fortitude [roll1]

Laughing, Kaz replies "A friend? He's a tad too old for my tastes." Keeping his kukri handy, he moves in and slashes at the beast.

attack: [roll2] damage: [roll3] both rolls are minus 2 if I failed my fortitude save.

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

(my apologies)

Lorrick is woken, and takes in the smell, and scrambles to his feet.

1st round: Lorrick stands, and draws his sword.

Initiative: [roll0]
Fort Save: [roll1]

[amanodel]

Kaz moves in, and strikes with his kukri, but the undead is quicker and more agile than it's rotten flesh would indicate, and Kaz misses it.

The undead attacks Kaz with it's rotting teeth, and sharp claws. One of it's claw attacks succeed (3 damage), and Kaz feels the overhelming negative energy assaulting him, trying to freeze him in place (CHA-based Fort save DC15 or became paralysed for [roll0] rounds).


Surprise round:
Kaz (27) attacks the undead, -3HP, sickened
Undead (13)

First round will go like:
Kaz (27) -3HP, sickened
Dafydd (14) sickened
Undead (13)
Ozzgar (9) sickened
Lorrick (7)
Dagg (5) sickened

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
AC: 12 HP: 20

Dafydd stands and gropes around in the dark for his shield.

[Quxelopqr]

fort save: [roll0]
HP: 9 AC: 16
Kaz freezes up, the negative energy holding his limbs in place. Crap.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg approaches the creature warily, trying to flank it. He strikes as soon as he is in reach.

AC:16 HP:18

If he can't get opposite Kaz, he'll go as far as possible before closing in and attacking.

[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

[amanodel]

Kaz is held by the unholy force, and he is unable to move.

Dafydd sees the strenght of the undead, and takes his shield for extra protection.

After freezing Kaz in place, the ghast jumps over to Lorrick, and bites the human with it's rotten teeth, but Lorrick shrugs off the unholy force trying to bind him. (succeeded in both saves) Altough the attack was painful itself, tearing deep into the human's flesh [roll0].

Ozzgar arms himself with his bow, and attacks the ghast, but he misses the quickly moving undead.

Lorrick swings his sword at the undead, hitting it with a solid blow.

Dagg moves in to attack the creature, and he manages to flank it with Lorrick (Kaz is paralysed). He delivers a good-measured hit with his axe at the creature's back.

First round over:
Kaz (27) -3HP, sickened, paralysed
Dafydd (14) sickened
Ghast (13) -13HP/29HP
Ozzgar (9) sickened
Lorrick (7)
Dagg (5) sickened

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

(sorry, traveling over the American holiday)

Lorrick seems to get angry in response to the damage, becoming much more ferocious. [beginning rage, duration 6 rounds]

Lorrick swings his longsword at the creature again.
Attack +11, +7 normal +2 rage +2 flanking

Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

HP: 12/23
AC: 13

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz will stand in place, waiting out the paralysis patiently. (1 round left right?)

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 20 AC: 12

Dafydd approaches the unholy being, drawing his sword. He mutters under his breath, "Dang cleric when you need one..." and hacks ferociously.

[roll0]
[roll1]
negatives from sickened included

[amanodel]

Kaz finally is still held by the ghast's paralisys.

Dafydd attacks the undead, and delivers a strong hit, piercing through the chest of the rotting corpse.

The ghast turns it's attention to the paladin, and attacks the holy elf with ferocity. Dafydd can avoid the bite, and a slam, but another clawing attack lands on the paladin's chest, tearing into his skin and flesh ([roll0], CHA-based Fort save DC 15 or become paralysed for [roll1] rounds).

Ozzgar can't get a good shot on the undead, which is surrounded by three of his companions, giving it cover.

Lorrick roars woldly, and swings his sword with great strenght. The attack is placed on the neck of the undead, and Lorrick chops the creature's head off. The ghast falls to the ground silently, and rotten, black blood slowly flows from it's sewn neck.

[obliged_salmon]

[roll0]

Dafydd reels from the blow and clutches at his marred chest.

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

Lorrick looks down at the ghast, examing its corpse, and then he kicks it a little.

Well... that was unfortunate.

After the battle, Lorrick looks badly beat up (hp 8/19).

[amanodel]

Lorrick finds an old-fashioned golden amulet at the ghast's body. It's like a family jewel, it's style is an lest two hunderd years old.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

A few seconds or so after the ghast dies, Kaz begins to move again. "Gotta love undead." He says softly, wiping the blood from his scratch.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"I'm sure you do, I'm sure you do, but mind giving us a little more warning next time? Almost lost my skivvies waking up like that..."

Dagg eyes the amulet curiously, and mutters about it being worth a shiny penny or three.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The blood-red goblin grins at Kaz and winks. "Yer personal habits're yer own, laddie. Please don' share 'em wit' oos!"

[amanodel]

As the adrenaline clears from your body, you look around, and notice that something isn't right. Cannol the druid and Eammon the sorcerer is missing, you can't find then anywhere. You keep looking for them in the cold night for a time, but there's no sign you can find.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozz moves furtively about the group's campsite for the missing companions. "Och! Whar's th' oothers? Did a beastie oop an' take 'em while we were busy?"

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz looks around the area for any signs of the lost ones. "It had to be while we fought, theye were here when my watch started."

spot: [roll0]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"They didn't seem lie the type of people who would just walk out in the middle of a fight. Are you sure you didn't lose them?" He lies back down, taking off his armor this time, and shifts in his bedroll. "Well, maybe seeing that ghoulie just reminded the both of them that they needed to bleed their lizards."

[amanodel]

No matter how hard you look, you can't find your two lost companions, nor any clues of how they disappeared. That may be a good sign, since there aren't evidences about violence, other than your fight with the ghast, of course.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd frowns and scratches his head. "I hate to sound callous, for they are fine and brave men, but we are on a schedule, and we have no evidence to go on. Perhaps it's best we keep going, and hope we catch up with them later. Dratted nuisance losing our only two magic-wielders. Dafydd spends a few more moments prodding around the lost companions' former sleeping sites, also looking off toward the graveyard, then climbs back into bed for the short duration before his watch begins.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"As much as I hate to admit it, Dafydd's right. Maybe they left to take care of that cold Eammon caught."

Kaz will finish up his watch, with special emphasis on the graveyard, until he wakes up Dafydd.

[amanodel]

No further events disturb your sleep, and despite the sometimes raging storm, you can sleep deeply, and regain some of the vitality you lost during the fight with the ghast. Eammon and Cannol don't come back during the night. The rain only stopped an hour before dawn.

In the morning, you wake up to the smell of the ghast's rotting body being attacked by the rain and quickened it's rotting.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

As he packs up his bedroll, the goblin grins widely at his companions. "Ah love the smell o' ghast in th' mornin'. Smells like..." he inhales deeply, "Victory!"

[Quxelopqr]

kaz

Trying not to dwell on where the casters have gone, Kaz gets back on the road. "Let's get moving. We should be getting close to the forest by now."

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd stands stoically and proclaims, "Yes, I can sense the presence of my kindred nearby." He then breaks his pose and grins at the party "I'm just kidding. I actually have no idea if there are any elves around." He slings his pack on and marches off with the others, whistling a walking tune as well as he can.

whistle check for fun:
[roll0]

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

It's a shame. There is safety in numbers. Let's keep to the road, and I hope our journey goes smoothly.

Lorrick will take up whatever position is indicated in the group.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Clucking his tongue, the goblin shakes his head. "Bah! They pro'lly got squirrelly when thin's got toof. 'Oo needs 'em, eh? Or they'll shoo oop later. Does'nae matter, mooch, nae?" he inquires of those remaining.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg returns to the back of the group, occasionally fiddling with his armor. He looks up in surprise at Ozzgar's statement. "When did things get tough?"

[amanodel]

Judging by the distances you've travelled so far, you guess that you'll pass by the small farming village of Glyskoe around middday, and arrive at Shrewsbury late afternoon if nothing interrupts you.

There weren't any news from Shrewsbury in a while, and a Burubu legion was said to be stationed a few days south of the city. Altough you don't know what will await you, you know you'll have to be careful.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Chuckling, Ozz grins at Dagg. "Ah meant rel'tive ta them, noot oos!"

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"Alright then, let's get movin'." Kaz takes his place in the marching order and starts walking down the road.

[amanodel]

Your jounrey is indeed smooth during this day. The sun is shining, and all conditions are favorable for travelling.

But when you arrive at Glyskoe, you find that the town is totally deserted, you can't see a single soul on the streets. It looks like as if they left the village hurriedly. By the size of the town, you guess that it has a population around 100, not a real village, more of a small farming settlement, with only a handful of houses, no public buildings aside from a small granary.

Nothing in the scenario moves, saves for the foxes, who came out from the woods, sensing that the humans of the settlement have gone away.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

From his point position somewhat ahead of the group, Ozz freezes and raises a fist, indicating to those behind him to hold position and keep quiet. He tilts his head to the side, listening for any sound, then scans the dirt road for anything out of the ordinary: namely blood or small items normally unnoticeable to those without a trained eye.

Add +2 if humans apply (favored enemy).
Listen: [roll0]
Search: [roll1]
Spot: [roll2]
Well, at least the Spot roll was good... :smallannoyed:
Also, glad you're still around. I really like this game and character. Let's keep rollin' guys! :smallbiggrin:

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

Lorrick carefully studies the ground, looking for tracks.

Take 20 for 22 search.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg glances at the rear to make sure that no one is sneaking up on the group, then moves to the front and whispers, "What's there?"

Spot check, if necessary: [roll0]

[amanodel]

Ozzgar loks around carefully, but can't find any evidences of violence, there's no blood on the streets, the houses aren't burned, not broke in.

There are numerous tracks in the soil, leading from the farming village towards Shrewsbury. It looks like they brought everything movable with them, including domestic animals an much of the food from the granary.

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

Looks like an evacuation. Something bad happened here.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

"Maybe they were merely threatened to leave? It's not a bad tactic, militarily. Save possible personnel loss due to fighting the locals, force the other enemy cities to take on the burden of refugees, might even cut supply lines, or potential ones. Still, from what I know of this menace, it seems a little too nice of them."

Dafydd keeps his eyes sharp, but knows his sword is more useful to the group than his eyes. "Lets head into town, carefully."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz takes a quick look around the town as they walk in, then says "Ozz, these tracks look like they go in the same direction we're heading. Instead of investigating the town, maybe we should find its citizens."

To be on the safe side, Kaz draws his kukri.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin nods. "Aye. Ah'll have a look ahead an' see if'n there's anythin' waitin' oon us, nae?" he says. Ozz spins and quickly follows the tracks.

[amanodel]

You follow the tracks through the small village, but you find nothing and noone, the place is totally deserted. All the tracks lead to the eastern road, towards the castle-city of Shrewsbury. You estimate you can reach the city in six hours, in a moderate speed.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Returning to the group, Ozz seems a bit more relaxed. "Nuthin' an' no-one here. Seems they all headed ta Shrewsb'ry. We kin make it in six hours or soo, at a decent - but not agressive - pace," he reports.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz nods at the news. "Sounds good. Let's go."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg starts when he hears that the group is heading to Shrewsbury. "Why? If they made it to Shrewsbury, they're safe. If they didn't, could be really fight against something that ate an entire town?"

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz gives Dagg a sympathetic look.
"Well, Shrewsbury is on the way anyways. Hopefully when we pass through it won't be like this."

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

I agree. Let's go. If they were running, we'd best not delay.

[amanodel]

You leave the small farming village behind, and head towards Shrewsbury with haste. You didn't met with a single soul on the road during your travel.


The sun was already set down by the time you climbed the last hill on the road. From the hilltop, you could see the whole valley Shrewsbury's located in. Altough it was already dark, you could see the lights of the city. But you also see a frightening scene; only a mile away from the city, you see a lot of campfires set up in linear rows and colums. It's impossible to identify the people around the fires, but the precise pattern of the campfires, combined with dozens of torches going around the whole camping site show clearly that this belongs to a very well organized military unit. You can estimate their numbers to be around 1000-2000, probalby a whole legion or two.

Upon inspecting the city again form the distance, you see that there are many torches in the guard towers, and even on the city walls. Shrewsbury is a big city in Nabarrian terms, with nearly 80.000 inhabitants. The city gates are closed, and barricaded, you can see that even from this distance.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg is slightly unnerved both by the size of the city and the army (presumably) besieging it. "That explains it then. Maybe we should go, before reinforcements come. That elf king might be interested in this, as well."

[mdsoze]

Lorrick

Agreed. And camping armies tend to be a little problematic to travel.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin nods solemnly at his companion's assertions. "Aye. This'd be joost whot we were sent oot fer, Ah think, nae?"

[Quxelopqr]

kaz

"Yeah, let's find a way around this mess. We should be gettng close to the elf forest."

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd frowns at the sight. "Well, I daresay the city will hold a few months on what supplies they have. Even so, the invaders might have many more legions on the march as we speak. Indeed, gentlemen, we should be on, quickly. But let's stop here for the night and catch some rest, though a campfire is probably a bad notion." Dafydd finds a spot to lay his baggage and chews on some rations before settling in.

[amanodel]

At Daffyd's proposal, you spend the night on the road. Nothing unusual happens the night, the nearby camping army must have scared away any potential disturbers of your dreams. Early in the morning, you woke up and prepared to continue your journey. In the sunlight, the Burubu legion looks even more fearful. Going in a circle around Shrewsbury to avoid the attackers, you descended to the valley behind the town, and marched at a steady pace.

It was in the early afternoon, when you first spot a lonely man in the disance, who were heading towards to you in a moderate place. The male human was haevily armed and armored, looking like an able combatant. Two minutes passed from when you spot him, and now the man, who is clearly a fellow Nabarrian, possibly from the Regency itself, sttod in front of you.



New PC intro!

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin glares at the newcomer, but says nothing, leaving words for those who use them best. Friend or foe, Ah don't ken. Ah'll let Kaz an' Daf do tha talkin', he thinks to himself as he sizes the man's ability. His bow remains loaded, though neither drawn nor aimed.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd saunters casually up to the man, just out of striking distance. "Hail, friend, and well met." His speaking and manner are disarming, pointedly designed to avoid, rather than produce, conflict. "My name is Dafydd Fennswyth. These others, my friends, and I are on a journey together of some import. Would you be so kind, I might wonder, as to let us by the road, sir?" He smiles amicably and gestures past the man. "Or have you some business with us?"

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks oddly at the well armed group approaching him. He himself is well armed, his large mace pearing over the side of his shoulder, but he feels no threat in these newcomers. "This is a rough time to be out wondering these roads with the legion sending out scouting parties in all directions. This road is yours to take" he says as he steps to the side, "I have to admit I have no business with you but I did feel a need to walk out here this morning and maybe it was you I was looking for. What matter of import do you speak of?"

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozz looks warily from the newcomer to Dafydd. Knowing that some Nabarrians had joined -- forcibly or otherwise -- with the invaders, he doesn't know about revealing the nature of the group's mission. He muses silently, Ah'll hafta troost 'em ta do whot's right. Instead he scans the side of the road, intent on finding possible ambushers.

Search: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]; +2 vs Humans.
Listen: [roll2]; +2 vs Humans.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd puzzles at the man's remark. Perhaps it was us he was looking for? Wouldn't he know whether it was or wasn't us he was looking for? Ah yes! Dafydd chides himself for not seeing it earlier. "You are a man of the clergy, then, to speak of matters thus? I myself am paladin of Corellan Larethian, Guide Our Path," he flits his eyes heavenward, "though to be honest, I'm not all that observant. Come, sir, for a moment on this path with us. What is your name, and whom do you serve? Perhaps my companions might introduce themselves as well?"

The wild elf turns and sees the skeptic looks on the others' faces. He frowns slightly. "Well, come on now, no sense being all dour about an odd fellow on the road!"

Dafydd will make an inconspicuous detect evil on Karos, just because he probably should.

[bchilders]

Karos

"You have found me out. I am of the clergy even though sometimes they don't claim me. I promote St Cuthbert's justice and mete out his retribution," at that Karos moves his hand back to touch his warmace, feeling comforted that it is still there. "Many call me Karos Swifthand and I would enjoy the company for a time, if your companions don't have objections. I've always enjoyed the company of paladins though I have never met a follower of the elf god." Karos waits after this hoping to hears introductions and silently wondering to himself if this is truly what had him out on the road this morning.

Sense Motive during conversation: [roll0]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz eyes the newcomer with slight distrust; a well armed man on the road near an enemy army can't be a coincidence.
"Well, I for one will always welcome another walking companion. As for the matter we travel on, we're simply delivering something to an area nearby. It's only that important to us messangers and the recipients."

Extending his hand, he says "Name's Kaz, nice to meet ya."

Does a sense motive work on other pc's? I'll probably have to make a bluff check if it does.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"Cuthbert? He's the one that's always going on crusades against things and stuff, right? Must be fun, eh? M'name's Dagg, of the Undershot clan." Dagg bows.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin, never taking his eyes off the sides of the road, calls out to the newcomer, "Ozz." and continues his inspection.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos shakes Kaz's hand firmly and nods acknowledment to the others. "I understand the desire to keep you mission confidential. I wouldn't mind helping you through the area though because I know of ways through the woods that are not patrolled as of yet."


I think a bluff check would only be in order if you were in fact lying

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz brightens up at the words. "A way that they don't know yet? Sounds perfect for me, but how do I know you aren't leading us right into a trap?"

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks at Kaz with some skepticism, "If that entire army has sent an ambush for this small group of travellers, than maybe you are on a more important mission than I thought. Either way I think you can agree the roads are not a safe place to travel."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg rubs his palms with glee at the mention of a trap. "What are you so scared of? We'll be outnumbered what, three-to-one? Fighting eight people at once sounds fun." Dagg unhooks his axes and inspects them for a moment, then holds them casually by his sides.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

"The enemy will have their major supply lines running southerly, of course, but they will also have lookouts posted on the north-wester roads that we travel here. I had not thought to hide our presence, but perhaps we are something of a conspicuous bunch...it's probably best not to arouse suspicion in our foes. Shall we leave the path, then, a ways?"

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin snorts. "Och! Gimme a direction, an' Ah'll scout it oot. Whot d'he ken aboot stealth? Hm?" Ozz glares at the human fiercely. "Are ye froom here? Regardless, Ah've got mah eyes on ye. Make a wrong move an' all yer fancy armor'll d'ye noo good." With that, Ozz spits off the side of the road, then bows a mocking imitation of a peasant to a lord, waving the priest before him.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks at Ozzgar confused at first and then responds, "While I don't know all of what you just said I got the gist and I'll be sure to be careful." He goes on to explain to them a scenic route behind the hills the city is built upon. The path leads back to the roads after a couple of miles, so the group can travel in safety, away from the camping legion.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz will follow along the path, keeping his left hand close to his kukri just in case.

[amanodel]

The stranger looks like he knows his way around the town, and you make your travel without a single soul spotting you.

It's already early afternoon when you arrive to a hilltop on the other side of the city. The legion haven't moved from it's camping position, and the Shrewsburians are still barricaded into their city.

Your the highway is just at the downside of the hill you' standing upon. Altough the road is not as deserted as the other was, you saw two horsemen riding on it. They are probably Burubu scouts, and one was heading towards the main camp, and the other is away from it.

[bchilders]

Karos

"Well we made it around the encampment...I've been wondering if you guys wouldn't mind an extra body acompanying you. You don't need to tell me this mission you are on but it feels to me that this is where I was supposed to be. I can take a walk if ya'll need to talk it over."

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

"Well, to be frank, we've already lost two of our number since setting out. This mission is not without its dangers, though you look to be ready for those aplenty. I for one will trust a holy man such as yourself, and vouch the matter to the others." He looks to the rest of the company. "Come now, we should be welcoming aid such as this, my friends. However, I'll leave it to a vote. I vote Karos to join our party."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"He seems alright to me. As long as he don't do any of that... consorting that I hear you non-dwarves enjoy, he can join."

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin stares menacingly at the cleric for a moment, then smiles his wolf's grin, baring sharp teeth. "If Daf'll vooch fer ya, then Ah kin accept ya. Boot," Ozz begins, "Ah ain't troostin' ya any ferther than Ah kin throo ya until ya prove ya ain't a spy a some sort. Ya ken?"

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz thinks for a moment. Well, we made it through without any trouble, so..."I'll accept him. Welcome aboard."

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos listens as each speaks and gives a slight grin at the goblins comments. He then turns back to Dafydd and says, "I thank you for your kind words and I promise you all I won't be a liability, for my mace and my god can prove valuable things to have on your side."

[amanodel]

With the cleric of St. Cuthbert joined to your party, you can continue your travels with the blessing of the almighty god of retribution. Altough it is certainly not enough to face the Burubu legion, you can now travel more safely. The road still has a light traffic from Burubu scout units, but Karos knows a route away from the main trade route, next to the farmlands and forests of Shrewsbury. It is a twisting and non-kept road, but offers safety from the scouts of the Burubu. You loose some minor time by going on the safer road.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Reluctantly, almost grudgingly, Ozz's attitude towards the cleric of St. Cuthbert seems to shift. As the group traveled, the goblin seemed to relax a bit more as time passed and still no sign of betrayal or ambush showed itself. "Ah moost admit, tho' this cost oos time, tha fact we've nae even had a sniff o' trouble is a blessin'. Yer doin' good, cleric. Keep it oop, ya ken?" he offers over his shoulder without looking back.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos grins a bit at the comment but decides not to reply. He thinks about what this mission is he has signed himself up for and how he might further St Cuthbert's justice through this.

[amanodel]

With Ozzgar's eye and Karos' local knowledge, you can travel relatively fast, away from any possible threats. Around midday, you reach another small village, evacuated just as the tiny village before Shrewsbury was. Everything of value had been carried to the closed city, and which couldn't been brought away, was burned so the Burubu won't be able to put their hands on it.

This small town, called 'Albastra's Bless' is the westernmost settlement of the Regency. Behind it lies the so-called 'borderlands', a wild, less civilised area, which was never been really part of the Nabarrian kingdoms. Townsflok whisper strange tales about these lands, where many half-elves and kobold-folk live in hidden forest villages. They don't belong to neither the Regency or the elf kingdom, but both feels that they should.

It's your decision to start to the borderlands immediately, or if you want to do anything in the deserted village of Albastra's Bless.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos decides not to over-assert himself among his new companions, so he stays quite and waits to see what their response will be.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Well, it wouldn't hurt to do a quick sweep of the village, make sure everyone's out safely, we have got a good half day left of light to use after all. Dafydd opines nonchalantly.

During the day's trek, whenever talking seemed safe, Dafydd brought Karos up to speed on the heretofore of the party's quest: how they had banded together in Wolverineton, Kaz appointed leader there, been accosted by gibberlings in the forest and found an empty wagon, as well as a treasure box sent as ransom for a gentleman's daughter to a knavish playboy (that treasure still in the party's keeping, to be dealt with after the more urgent mission at present), and of their losing two party members after an attack by a ghoul one night, while camping. He tells Karos that the group is trying to make contact with the denizens of the elf forest, of which Dafydd is from originally.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz lets Dafydd explain the quest without commentary, knowing that a man of the Gods wouldn't betray that secret. At the town however, he says "I disagree, if the towns are already evacuating then we need to get this job done as fast as we can. This place looks empty enough anyways."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg scratches his growling stomach absentmindedly, and states, "I'd rather be gone too. It's not like these villagers would leave their land without taking everything they own with them." He mentions abandoning the land with the same distaste as one describing a horrific murder. "Besides, all these empty houses give me the creeps. I feel like someone's watching me."

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks around to see if anything looks out of place but otherwise goes along with what the group decides.

Spot:[roll0]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

"Onward it is, then."

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

With a nod, the red-skinned goblin takes the lead once more, happy to vacate the deserted village and make progress toward their destination once more.

[bchilders]

Karos

As they pass through the village, Karos mutters a prayer of retribution for those who caused all of these villagers to abandon their lives and homes. He continues on hoping to one day be able to exact that retribution himself.

[amanodel]

You leave the deserted village behind, and continue your journey with haste. By the time the night falls, you reach to the ruined Walls of War.

In the ancient times, when humans and elves waged wars against each other, the king of the united human lands, Khi-Ray the Conquister, built a great wall at the end of his conquests, which marked the new borders, and were witnesses to several wars after that. Now the walls are mostly ruined, but it is still there after a millenia. Peasants fear to pass the wall out of superstitions, so while the human side is irrigated, the other side is a dense, dark forest. Elves have retreated ever further since, so the land on the other side of the walls are called the Borderlands. There are no kingdoms, no laws, so a lot of pursued highwayman find safety at one of the tribes of the land.

(imagine the walls somewhere between the Romqn Limes, and the Chinese Great Wall, but 70% ruined)

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozz stops near an opening big enough for the group to walk through side by side. "Th' Walls o' War! Ah nae thoot Ah'd see 'em! We're at the Bord'rlan's noo. We'd best be careful o' scoots an' sooch from th' elven lands," the goblin comments. "We ready?" he inquires of the group before leading them through the ruins.

OOC:Is it basically Hadrian's Wall?

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz nods to Ozz. "I'm ready." Kaz keeps his eyes peeled for anything out of the ordinary as they prepare to enter the ruined wall.

spot: [roll0]
listen: [roll1]

[bchilders]

Karos

"I'd be more worried about criminals this close to the walls then elves," Karos says while keeping his eyes and ears peeled.

Spot:[roll0]
Listen:[roll1]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The red-skinned goblin half-smiles at the priest, showing his sharp teeth. "Most sooch'd nae cross the walls, nae stay too close fer fear o' drawin' attention."

Listen: [roll0]
Spot: [roll1]

[amanodel]

You cross the anciant walls, that mark the end of the human kingdoms. You tread carefully, and suspect dangers from every bush, behind every tree. But nothing happens, altough you have the feeling that you're being watched right now. But how hard you look, you can't see noone, so it might have just been the trick of your exaggerated senses.

The road does not contine on the other side, in fact it ended a mile before, on the human side.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"Must've scared 'em all away with your jabbering. A real shame, that. So... does anyone know which way the elves are?" Despite what he says, Dagg draws his weapons as he enters the forest, though he doesn't appear to be paying attention to any potential dangers.

If someone knows the direction, he'll make a survival check to find a way through the forest.
[roll0]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozz grunts at Dagg's comment. "'Course Ah can find it! Even elves leave trails!" The goblin's bow is still in hand with an arrow knocked and undrawn.

Aid Dagg's check; Survival: [roll0]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Once on the other side of the wall, and officially in the Elven Forest proper, Dafydd takes a deep, satisfied breath. "Well, friends, I welcome you to my homeland. No place in this world more serene, pleasant...oh, and there's nothing like a good elven girl for looks, though I may be a little biased about that.

Honestly, I don't know what direction we're going, though. When I came to human lands long ago, it was with a group of travelers, and I didn't really pay attention... Dafydd scratches the back of his head, a little embarrassed.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"Well, shouldn't we just continue the way we're going? I'm sure Ozz can track the elves." Its been too long since I was here...i don't remember which way to go either.

[bchilders]

Karos

"Well this is my first trip into the elven lands, so I place myself into ya'lls capable hands," Karos says with a grin but he keeps his senses alert and draws his mace to be safe.

Spot:[roll0]
Listen:[roll1]

edit: wow...so those rolls make me oblivious to a collosal dragon five feet in front of me:smallbiggrin:

[amanodel]

There were no rods, only mere trails in the forest, and you were sloved down, since you had to fight with the trees and undergrowth some time to get further, altough Ozzgar's instics saved you from doing it too often, the small goblin managed to find a walkable route most of the time. Sooner than you'd thought, the sun begun to settle down, when you reached a small clearing. It was like a half-dried marsh, and terrible smells attacked your nostrils, but amongst it you reckognized the unmistakeable stench of rotting flesh. Thanks to the ghoul a few night before, even those became familiar with it who weren't so by the time.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

"Och! What an incredible smell we've discovered! Ah can nae believe anyone'd alloo this ta ferment like 'tis! 'Slike a year-old ale left oot in th' sun! With sommun's dead granny's foot tossed in," Ozz growls through the hand covering his mouth and nose.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos couldn't help but laugh out loud even though he attempted to hold it in, "Never heard such a colorful description." Karos looks over toward the goblin and says with a chuckle, "I knew you'd lead us to something interesting but this is.....unexpected."

[Quxelopqr]

'Great, another one. Everyone awake this time?" Kaz draws his shortbow and looks around for the source of the smell.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"The last one was barely worth waking up for anyways. Maybe we'll get a real fight this time, even if it is just against a smell." Dagg draws his axes and looks around for the source of the stench.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[amanodel]

You wait for long seconds, looking for another ghoul jumping at you, but no such thing happens. Still cautiously, you start to look around. The smell gets stronger with every step you take. Finally, Ozzgar spots something meaty hanging from a large, old tree. Getting closer, you can see that there are two humanoid corpses hanging upside down from the tree, brutally skinned and dismembered. But their faces, bloody they might be, are still in relatively good condition.

You most likely to shiver from fear when you reckognize Cannol and Eammon, your previous companions, who disappeared on the night of the ghast attack. No obvious signs tell what happened to them, but from the remains, their end must have been terrifying.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg shivers when he eventually sees the corpses. "Anyone else get the feeling maybe the elves don't want us here?" Dagg's stare is fixed at the corpses, almost entranced, until he shakes himself violently and pointedly keeps his gaze off them.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin gasps. "Great Googelly Moogelly!" he stammers as he stares in disbelief at the corpses of his former companions. "Ah dinnae think tha' was elvish doin's, Dagg. Ah'm thinkin' oor adversaries got wind o' oor mission, an're tryin' ta make a statement."

Ozz looks at Dagg and the others for a moment, then back at the pair in the tree. His brow furrows in anger and his mouth opens enough to show his many sharp teeth. "Bastards don' ken me well, Ah tell yoo tha'! Ah'ma get'm doon so's we can burry 'em, then bless 'em an finish this mission so's Ah can get ta killin' somma 'em!" He looks to Dafydd and Kaz for consent as he replaces his bow and arrow to his quiver and draws his scimitar, in preparation.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks to his new companions and sees more than just disgust at this brutal display. "Did you know these two?" he asks to no one in particular.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

"Friends. Part o' oor mission. They disappeared withoot a trace th' same night we fought a ghast in some ol' rooins," Ozz growls. It is clear the goblin is upset and close to exploding.

"Let's get 'em doon an' clean. Ah wanna moove on's soon as we can." He inspects the tree and the area around it for any possible traps or snares. "Be vigilant!" he hisses as he searches.

Search: [roll0]

[amanodel]

Ozzgar doesn't find any traps, it seems that the corpses of your former comapions were hanged on the trees without such purpose. Instead, Ozz will find certain evidences which point out that who hanged this two man, were light, agile creatures, with a small build.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozz grunts. "Nothin' Ah can see,"the goblin mutters as he releases the bonds holding his former companions and gently lowers them to the ground. "Stay back a bit, thoo. There's tracks Ah'm tryin' ta identify an' maybe folloo," he remands the others as he ponders the tracks he found.

Knowledge (nature): [roll0] to identify; other options? Familiar at all? Lighter than himself? Smaller than himself?

[amanodel]

Ozzgars knowledge of every kind of bipedal humanoid is vast, and he can easily identify the tracks. To him, it is clear that the track, barely even visible to the others, were made by creatures very similar to himself. Most of the tracks are from goblins and gnomes. Strange thing that, according to the trails, none of them were wearing any kind of shoes.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

"Kobolds?" he whispers softly in disbelief as he recognizes the tracks. "Whot're they dooin'?"

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg looks downcast as he hears the news of kobolds. "Well, it wasn't likely to be giants anyway, I suppose. Let's get those two down, then." He climbs the tree and once at the top will untie the ropes holding them up, trying to lower them to the ground gently, shouting, "Catch!" if he cannot.

He'll begin to dig a shallow grave once they're on the ground.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd prays silently over the two fallen once they are buried. He is a jovial and lighthearted person by nature, and in such sorrowful occasions, he often finds himself without anything to say.

"We should try to avenge them. Bring the killers to justice." Dafydd looks at the others to gauge their thoughts.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos looks to Dafydd and says, "Now that is something I can agree with." He says his own prayers and helps with the digging of the graves.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg stands awkwardly once the two are buried. "I uh... didn't know them very well. What I do know, though, is that they were good fighters, and brave people. And that they will be avenged." Looking more relaxed as his short speech ends, he moves off a little and purposefully begins sharpening his axes.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Rendered speechless by the brutality, Kaz stares at the bodies, oblivious to Ozz's question. Snapping out of it, Kaz assists digging and lowering the bodies in any way he can, saying a quick prayer to himself. At the sound of vengeance, he grimaces. "I agree. We'll get whatever did this first and then get to the elves. Ozz, you said they were kobolds? Any idea where they could be hiding?"

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

Ozzgar nods to Kaz. "Aye. 'Course Ah can track 'em. Gimme a mooment, hm?" he grunts as he starts singling out patterns of movement amongst the tracks, seeking their return path.

Search: [roll0]
Survival: [roll1]
So now we're Vengeance Force Five!

[amanodel]

It takes Ozz two hard minutes until he finds the leaving kobold tracks in the marsh, but he finally he finds them, and from then, he's like a bloodhound which smelled the prey. He proves himself worthy of his nickname, the Wolf.

The trail lead you to the deep woods, where the sun is barely visible from the giant, fewhundred years old trees, and you can barely see the ground from the various poisonous gases coming from the rotting ground.

Fort Save vs DC 12 or become sickened (http://www.d20srd.org/srd/conditionSummary.htm#sickened) as long as the party stays in the marsh.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

The goblin is unusually quiet, making no attempts at speech, merely leading the others where the tracks tell him to go. As the group enters the most fetid area of the marsh, he gags and chokes for a moment, clearly affected by the gases. Though tears cloud his vision, he fights to continue his task.

Fortitude: [roll0]
Minor edit if I fail the save... Shoulda kept my mouth closed. RL and in-game... :smallannoyed:

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos, while not knowing the two who were butchered, is determined to find justice for such an atrocity. With this single minded purpose he ignores the unpleasantness of the swamp around him and silently prays to St. Cuthbert to lend his aid in the search for retribution.

Fort Save:[roll0]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd's spirits rise somewhat as the group engages in purposeful activity, which helps him get his mind off of the tragic end of their companions.

[roll0]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg mutters dark curses as the group trudges on. He hefts his axes occcasionally, as though they had minds of their own and were hungry for prey, but he lowers them again whenever he notices. Upon reaching the swamp he chokes and gags, retching noisily for a few moments, but still trying to curse the kobolds, fate, the swamp, and anything else in the vicinity.

[roll0]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz gags and coughs on the gasses, trying to keep his eyes open to threats.

fortitude: [roll0]

[amanodel]

Lorrick follows you as a rear guard, looking for possible ambush from the back;
[roll0]

Ozz leads you in the swamps for nearly an hour when you spot a small clearing. You decide to check it, since the track lead to there. There's a primitive fireplace at the cetre, and though the fire was extungiushed, it's still warm, so it must not have happened to long ago. The whole clearing looks like a scene from a nightmare, with haunted woods at the side. It's very creepy, and the ground is covered with remains of slayed creatures, bones of animals and humaniods alike. Whatever inhabits this place must be wild, cruel, and almost infernal.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd whispers to the rest of the team, "Well, to be honest, my first impulse here is to walk into plain view in that clearing and shout a challenge for the fiends to show themselves, but I'm willing to be vetoed on that...."

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos reaches into his shirt and grasps his holy symbol tightly. He looks around the clearing to see if anything might give a clue as to what they are dealing with. He looks over toward Dafydd with a slight smirk and says, "Sometimes straight forward is the best way...." His thoughts trail off, wondering if their prey is even still near the clearing, as he waits to see how the others respond.

Spot:[roll0]
Listen:[roll1]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz looks around as best he can, trying to find where the beasts are.

spot: [roll0] listen: [roll1]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the Wolf

With a grunt, Ozz turns to look at Dafydd. "Ah dinnae think tha's a good idea, Daf. Let's observe fer a bit, then Ah'll check out th' area alone while y'all remain here. If they jump oot at me, then ya can ambush the ambushers, hm!" The goblin grins fiercely, sharp teeth exposed ferally.

How long does sickened last? If it's ended, then add 2 to my rolls.
Listen: [roll0]
Search: [roll1]
Spot: [roll2]

[amanodel]

Ozz is quick to rush forwards to the clearing, and chack the situation. However, the dark forests with the fog full of rotting gases makr it difficult for the goblin to properly search fot possible ambushers.

When you all thought that it is safe to investigate the clearing, you stepped out from the forest. (the clearing is really small, 40x40 feet) You were looking around, when suddenly you heard Lorrick. "This fire was extinguished only minutes ago!" You saw the human sitting next to the fireplace, touching the warm ash.

Next moment, you hear screaming war cries, and then, from the top of the trees, several kobolds jump at you. They are almost naked, don't carry any weapons, and they all have an almost diabolical, red light in their eyes.

There are four gnomes and four goblins, every one of them is hostile, and is about to attacking you.

The goblins' initiative is: [roll0]
The gnomes' initiative is: [roll1]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd watches the approaching swarm of kobolds with an unpleasant mixture of loathing and amusement. He knows that kobolds are fierce warriors by reputation, and his experience with Ozz had proved such to him, but he still could not repress the sensation that his group was being accosted by children.

Pushing his hesitation firmly aside, he strides toward the nearest of these obviously evil creatures and attempts to plunge his blade into its heart.

Dafydd will move toward nearest foe while drawing his sword, flank with someone if possible (avoiding aoo), and smite the little twerp

[roll0]

[roll1]
[roll2]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

HP: 9 AC: 16 (13 touch/flat footed)
Keeping his shortbow ready, Kaz pulls out an arrow and fires at the closest enemy.

initiative: [roll0]
bow attack: [roll1]
damage: [roll2]

[bchilders]

Karos
HP: 16
AC 18

There is nothing that gets Karos' blood pumping more than the thought of delivering retribution to those who deserve it. He intensely focuses on the kobold nearest him blocking all other distractions aside. Instead of rushing in he takes a few moments to ask for St. Cuthbert's guidance and strength to punish his foes, but in his fervor to deliver divine punishment he underestimates the kobolds quickness and sorely misses his first attack.

Initiative:[roll0]
Smite Attack: Only usable 1/day from destruction domain (+4 to attack and + cleric lvl to damage)
Attack:[roll1]
Damage:[roll2]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Screaming bloody fury, Dagg charges at the kobold nearest to him.

HP:26 AC: 12
Dagg will start raging, and charge the nearest kobold, obviously.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

With an audible growl, the goblin fires two arrows in rapid succession at a gnome within close range. "Fer the Fallen!" he calls.

Am I still sickened? If "NO", then add 2 to every roll. Thanks.
Attack #1: [roll0]
Crit? #1: [roll1]
Damage #1: [roll2]
Attack #2: [roll3]
Crit? #2: [roll4]
Damage #2: [roll5]

[amanodel]

The ambushers are using the element of surprise, and they catch you unprepared.

From the back, two goblins jump at Lorrick, and attack the human. Lorrick is skilled fighter, but still one of the red-eyed goblins reach him with his black clawlike fingers, wounding the human.

A goblin rushes Dagg, and cuts the dwarf's arm with it's demonlike claws. It's becoming clear that these creatures are not normal kobolds. A faint smell of brimstone can be smelled, and that might not be the best news.

The fourth goblin jumps at Daffyd's head from the trees, and his claws injure Daffyd in his unprotected face.

Ozzgar, altough still sick, is the first to act. He dras his bow, and one of the two arrows hit a goblin, who is surprised from Ozzgar's agility, but doesn't show any signs of pain.

He tears out the arrow from his hip, and charges Ozz. Luckily for him, Ozz was prepared, and dodged the deadly claws.

Another gnome charges Kaz, and hits the human with his claws.

The last two gnomes both attack Karos, flanking the human cleric. But their attacks bounce off the mighty armor of Karos.

Dagg screams in rage, and swings his heavy axe. The infernal looking goblin didn't even had a chance against the dwarf, the sharp axe send him to the ground insantly.

Kaz stepped back, and shot an arrow at his attacker. Altough he did not miss the target from 5 feet, the attack failed to bring his foe down.

Daffyd shook down the goblin from his neck, and punished him with a brutal cut directly into the chest, altough just like his brethren, the goblin fails to realize the giant, open wound at his side.

Karos attacks one of his opponents, but misses the little agile creature.

Lorrick steps back and attack one of his attackers, driving his sword into the shoulder of a goblin.

Round 1
Goblins: 22
1 2/8HP vs Lorrick
2 vs Lorrick
3 vs Dagg
4 2/8HP, vs Dafydd
Ozzgar: 18
Gnomes: 17
1 8/10 HP, vs Ozz
2 8/10 HP, vs Kaz
3 vs Karos
4 vs Karos
Dagg: 10, -3HP
Kaz: -3HP
Daffyd: 6, -2HP
Karos: 4
Lorrick: 3, -4HP

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Not bothering to even glance at the corpse before him, Dagg quickly checks how his allies are faring and moves to attack again.

In descending order of priority, Dagg will move to help Kaz, then Ozz, then Lorrick, Karos, and Dafydd. If he cannot reach the kobold Kaz is fighting, he'll just move to the next.
If the opponent is a goblinoid, +1 to all attacks, and if he can get in a flanking position, well, you know.
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Raising an eyebrow at the kobold's claws, Ozz hops back and fires off another volley into the bestial creature. "By Ehlonna! Ah dinnae ken whot's wroong wit' these bast'ds, boot Ah think we'd best droop 'em in a hoory!" he calls out to his friends.

Attack #1: [roll0]
Crit? #1: [roll1]
Damage #1: [roll2]
Attack #2: [roll3]
Crit? #2: [roll4]
Damage #2: [roll5]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Raising an eyebrow at the kobold's claws, Ozz hops back and fires off another volley into the bestial creature. "By Ehlonna! Ah dunno whot's wroong wit' these bast'ds, boot Ah think we'd best droop 'em in a hoory!" he calls out to his friends.

Attack #1: [roll0]
Crit? #1: [roll1]
Damage #1: [roll2]
Attack #2: [roll3]
Crit? #2: [roll4]
Damage #2: [roll5]

[bchilders]

Karos
HP: 16
AC 18

Karos, angry at missing his first attack, focuses hard on putting more power into his next hit.

Attack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz
HP: 6 AC: 16

Kaz steps back from the gnome, cursing silently in his head. He fires another arrow at the creature, pulling a little harder on the string to gain more power for this shot.

attack: [roll0] damage: [roll1]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 19/21 AC: 18

Dafydd wastes little time, severing his foe's head this time, if it's heart seems not to respond to wounding. He then attempts to see if any of his companions are in danger.

Attack the kobold I hit last time, and if it dies, move to flank with Karos or Lorrick, whoever's closer. If it doesn't die, stay put, or move 5 ft. if such movement enables flanking somewhere.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[amanodel]

One of Lorrick's attackers hit the human again, injuring hum further. Altough the vicious little beasts are using even their rotten teeth, trying to bite you, Lorrick manages to evade the rest of the attacks.

Daffyd was hit again as well, the goblin scratched a wound into his swordwielding arm.

Ozzgar jumps away, and realeases another pair of arrows at the diabolic creature, and hits him with one of the missiles, yet the gnome is still not down.

Ozz and Kaz got the rythm of the battle quickly, and the evaded all attacks made against them this time.

Karos, surrounded by two gnomes, was not that lucky, one of them jumped up, and made a deep wound to his shoulder.

Dagg moves to help Kaz, but he misses the agile kobold.

Daffyd strikes agin, finishing his already wounded opponent with ease.

Karos aims better this time, and his mighty hammer squishes one of his foes' head to bits.

Lorrick follows suit, and swinging his swird, he finishes off his already wounded opponent.

Round 2
Goblins: 22
1 vs Lorrick
2 vs Lorrick
4 vs Dafydd
Ozzgar: 18
Gnomes: 17
1 5/10 HP, vs Ozz
2 8/10 HP, vs Kaz
3 vs Karos
4 vs Karos
Dagg: 10, -3HP
Kaz: -3HP
Daffyd: 6, -4HP
Karos: 4, -2HP
Lorrick: 3, -6HP

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Growling in irritation or anger, the goblin quickly launches two more arrows at his opponent. "Hoo's ever'woon?" he calls out as he tries to spot his friends from the corners of his eyes.

Attack #1: [roll0]
Crit? #1: [roll1]
Damage #1: [roll2]
Attack #2: [roll3]
Crit? #2: [roll4]
Damage #2: [roll5]

[bchilders]

Karos
HP: 14/16
AC 18

Karos invigorated by his last kill, thanks St. Cuthbert for keeping his aim true and turns to attack the other kobold. After hearing his companion's question and assuming he understood it he shoots back, "Fine over here. Takes more than this to bring down a fine group such as ourselves, aye?"

Attack:
Damage:[roll]1d12+2

edit: I assume damage is a moot point, so I won't reroll

[Quxelopqr]

kaz

"Can't complain too much here. What's with these things?" Kaz retreats another few steps and launches another arrow at the gnome.

attack: [roll0] damage: [roll1]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg aims again, this time determined to slay the kobold in front of him. "These things are tricky as the Pit to put down, but I'll be fine."

HP:19 AC:14
Again, attacking twice. +1 if the opponent is a goblinoid, +2 for flanking. He'll take a 5-foot step to flank, if possible.
[roll0]
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 17/21 AC: 18


"These are mean little beggars, aren't they?" Dafydd complains. He proceeds to slash wildly at one of them.

If not flanking with someone, move to flank, then attack.

[roll0]
[roll1]

[obliged_salmon]

crit confirm, if these things even have vitals

[roll0]

[amanodel]

The raging goblin bites Lorrick, but Lorrick remains in control of the situation, and whipes down the kobold from his arm.

Ozzgar hits his opponent agian, knocking back the gnome.

It jump on Ozzgar, and bites him on the shoulder.

Kaz's opponent hits the human with his hand, and even bites him with his rotten teeth. Kaz is now bleeding severely.

The next one attack Karos, but the priest blocks the attack.

Dagg finishes of the wounded kobold, cutting it in two. Then he turns around, and with his unstoppable fury, he kills the gnome fighting with Karos with a single hit.

Daffyd helps out Kaz, kililng the evil goblin quickly.

Lorrick follows suit, and literally cuts his opponent in two with a brutal strike. Now all the kobolds are dead, but a strange thing starts to happen. The small campfire in the middle of the tiny clearing catches fire, and within a few second, it burns heavily, emitting black fog.

{What's Kaz's current HP? If the 6 hP was correct last turn, then he's down on the ground, dying. Sorry, but I'm posting from work, I can't see my notes.}

Round 3
Ozzgar: 18, -3HP
Dagg: 10, -3HP
Kaz: -10HP
Daffyd: 6, -4HP
Karos: 4, -2HP
Lorrick: 3, -9HP

[Quxelopqr]

((Yes, he had 6 last turn. I'm still trying to figure out why he wasn't at max hp when the fight started but oh well))

Kaz collapses on the ground, panting heavily. The last thing he sees before he loses grip on reality is Daffyd slicing through the kobold that whupped him.

roll to stabilize: [roll0]

edit: am I at -4 or -5 right now? Just checking.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd blocks out the commotion from the fire for a moment and kneels to channel healing energy into his comrade.

4 HP to Kaz

The last encounter we had was with the ghouls, I'm not sure how many days ago that was from this point, but you should have been healing 1 HP/level every full night's rest. If it hasn't been a full day yet, then Dafydd should probably have 2 less hit points.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Still trilling a growl at the back of his throat, Ozz looks around the area. As his eyes connect with the black fog, they widen. "Och! I dinnae whot tha' is, boot Ah doot it's good fer oos! Daf! Can ye get 'im oop?" the goblin inquires as he sets another arrow on the string of his bow and glances at his wound out of the corner of his eye. "Ah hoop they weren' diseased 'r nuthin'!" he mutters as he moves to stand beside Dafydd and Kaz.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos rushes over to Kaz's side in time to see Daffyd start to stem the flow of some of the blood loss. "Bless this warrior, who today helped to deliver some of your divine retribution. Heal him to continue on in your service," Karos prays as he lays his hands on his wounded comrade.

After seeing to Kaz, Karos will look around to his new companions and asks, "Does anyone else need some invigoration as repayment for their help in administering St. Cuthbert's divine justice today?" As he looks around at his new friends Karos also checks the surrounding area to make sure there are no other surprises and he will investigate the fire if no one else needs his attention.

Casting Cure Light Wounds:[roll0]

Spot:[roll1]
Listen:[roll2]
Knowledge Religion (on fire or creatures):[roll3]

edit: Seeing how weak that healing was I'll use two Cure Minors as well for a total of +5hp

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

With a feral grin, the goblin shakes his head. "This wee bite? Just a flesh wound. Ah'll save yer healin' fer somethin' more seerioos. Thanks, though!" Ozz looks around the site himself, seeking any other threats or some reason for the fire's behavior in addition to any sign of other kobolds. "Izzat magic or whot?" he indicates the black fog with a nod. "Nae mah area of experteese!"

Listen: [roll0]
Search: [roll1]
Spot: [roll2]
Survival: [roll3]

[amanodel]

By the two holy warriors magic, Kaz is able to stand up in no time, altough he still feels his injuries.

Karos knows little about fire creatures, but he knows well that fire and the odour of brimestone together rarely mean good things.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"Let's get out of here. Justice was done, this tribe is dead. Though perhaps, we should ask the elf king why demon kobolds are in his land in the first place."

Dagg walks away from the smoke as fast as it is expanding, hurrying more when everyone else starts to move.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos takes a few moments to observe the fire but as the party leaves he catches up to them. "No telling what that thing would do. I hope it's not signaling to someone where we are," Karos says as he looks into the air at the column of smoke.

[amanodel]

As you would hurry away, you hear a terrible noise coming from the fire's direction, and with a loud crack, the earth literally opens, and a most foul demon climbs out from the fiery pit. It's surprisingly small, but has two large horns on it's head. It has got grayish skin, a pig-like face, big belly, and arms long enough to reach the ground.

Enough blood has been let out to summon me here! Now prepare to die! - the ugly demon screams.

[roll0]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Eyes widening in surprise, the goblin swears loudly. "Oh, shyte! Whot in Ehlonna's name izzat?" he asks as he readies his bow once more.

Initiative: [roll0]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

With a groan, Kaz gets back up to his feet only to see a new adversary approach. "Thanks guys, I'll try not to let that happen again." Knowing there isn't time to drink a potion, he quickly picks up his bow and prepares for another fight. "heh, ugly little wretch, ain't he?" He says as he readies another arrow.

Initiative: [roll0]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

"A demon, now? What else will the accursed gods throw at us?"

Dagg prepares himself to fight.

[roll0]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 17 AC: 18

"About time we got to the heart of the problem here."

[roll0]

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos touches his mace to his forehead saying a silent prayer for strength.

Initiative:[roll0]

[amanodel]

Since Daffyd has the highest initiative, I assume he wants to engange in meelee with the demon.

The demon in turn, attacks the wild elf with its long arm and foul teeth.


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


The Dretch hits Dafydd with both of it's arms, nearly breaking a few of the elf's ribs.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Hp: 7 AC: 16 (13 flat footed/touch)

Kaz lets loose an arrow at the little demon, aiming as carefully as he can so as not to hit Daffyd.

attack: 20+5 damage: [roll0]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg, though starting to feel the end of his rage coming, charges yet again at this new enemy.

Charging at the demon, if I can get an angle. Also, don't demons force Fort checks or something?

[roll0]
[roll1]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 16/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

"Great!" the goblin spits in disgust as he launches a pair of arrows at the hideous creature. "At least we ken whot happn't ta tha kobolds, methinks!"

If Daf's NOT in melee, then add 4 to my attack rolls.
Attack #1: [roll0]
Crit? #1: [roll1]
Damage #1: [roll2]

Attack #2: [roll3]
Crit? #2: [roll4]
Damage #2: [roll5]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 12 AC: 18

Dafydd taunts the awful creature while fighting it, hoping that it understands some common. "You think you're fierce do you? I'll have you know I've fought floral arrangements that were scarier than you!"

goad for next possible move action after engaging in melee with the demon. I guess I'll post two attack rolls? One for the previous turn and one for the next turn? If you've already rolled an attack for me the first turn, ignore the first of these

[roll0] round 1
[roll1] round 1

[roll2] round 2
[roll3] round 2

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos runs in quick hoping to do some significant damage before backing up to check on his companions.

Strength Domain Power: +1/lvl for a round to strength

Attack:[roll0] If I can charge I will for +2
Damage:[roll1]

[amanodel]

Dafydd hits the hideous creature, but the demon's unholy skin seems to heal some of the damage immediately. 5 damage to dretch.

Kaz hits the demon, but his arrow simply disappears in the flesh of the hellspawned monster.

Dagg attacks the beast as well, and hits the monster, altough the force of the hit is reduced by the demon's skin. 3 damage to Dretch.

Karos' charge attack is like a thunder, and the trusty hammer deals a great deal of pain to the demon. 9 Damage to Dretch.

Ozz tries his best, but both of his arrows miss the demon.

Dafydd attack again, but this time, misses the demon.

(Placeholder for Kaz's action)

The dretch steps back from your weapons, and let's out an infernal scream that urges you to run away. DC 12 CHA-based will save or be frightened, which means you must run away from the dretch if possible.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

((Did I have 2 rounds to attack? I thought I only had one, or were you meaning Lorrick?))

HP: 7 AC: 16 (13)

Noting that he is running low on arrows, Kaz replaces his bow and draws his kukri, not charging after the demon just yet.

If I'm getting another turn, Kaz will rush at the dretch and attack it, flanking it if possible.
attack: d20+2 damage: d4+1 sneak attack if applicable: d6

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

"BAH!!" the goblin grunts as his launches arrows fly wide of the creature. "Face ta face it is then! Or somesuch!" Ozz starts to stow his bow and pulls his warhammer from his belt when the creature shrieks, throwing all the goblin's sense to the wind. With a gasp and a whimpered, "Eep," the goblin runs away.

Failed Will save. Ugh...

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 12/21 AC: 18

Taken off guard for a split second by the demon's scream, Dafydd quickly shrugs off the effects, bolstered by his faith, and grins broadly at the offensive creature. "Why, this one's voice hasn't even dropped yet. I'm afraid we don't have time to listen to you practice for your children's choir, filth!" Dafydd moves forward and attempts to hack at the dretch.

Will save first, then third round post
Dafydd will move toward the dretch and attack it. I can't use goad though, since I have to move to reach the dretch, so the insult above is just going to be flavor, for this round.
[roll0]

and attack, in case I succeed on my will save
[roll1]
[roll2]

[bchilders]

Karos

Gave gives a hearty laugh at his companions humor responding, "I thought he might at least be a tenor...but this is more...feminine." He cringes slightly at the sound but shrugs off its effects, swinging again hoping to shut the creature up.

Will:[roll0]

Attack:[roll1]
Damage:[roll2]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

[roll0] - Add 2 if the effect is a spell (sweet racial bonuses).

Dagg, now consumed by rage, flinches only slightly when the demon roars - the bubbling cacophony of bloodlust protects him from fear. He attacks again, determined to break through the creature's unnatural resilience.

Two rounds of raging left, by my count. HP:22/24 AC:14

Just in case,
[roll1]
[roll2]
[roll3]
[roll4]

[amanodel]

The raging Dagg attacks the demon, but he misses the infernal creature.

Karos is quick to act, and hurts the demon badly with his mighty hammer 5 damage to Dretch.

Ozzgar runs away and Lorrick follows suit as well.

Dafydd misses the demon now, the ugly little thing is more agile than it seems to be.

Kaz hits the demon with his dagger, but fails to do any damage to the monster.

Seeing that he's now seriously injured but your group already started to fall apart, the Dretch moves away from Dafydd, and it becomes like a large lufbaloon, until it farts a really big one, while laughing like a pig.

Strangling gas emits from the demon's arse and you all feel like throwing up immediately. CHA-based FORT save vs DC13 or became nauseated.

[bchilders]

Karos

After gagging slightly at the smell, Karos pushes through it and moves towards the creature again, slightly to the side in hopes of possibly flanking the beast. He looks to Daffyd and says, "Maybe we shouldn't have made fun of his singing voice. I think we offended this delicate creature."

Will:[roll0]

Attack:[roll1] +2 if I could get to flanking
Damage:[roll2]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

HP: 7 AC: 16 (13)

fort save: [roll0] attack: [roll1] damage: [roll2]

Kaz chokes for a few moments before getting a hold of himself. "I think I liked the ghast's scent better! Let's finish this thing off before it tries something else!" Kaz then tries to hit the dretch again, swinging the kukri as hard as he can.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 12 AC: 18

Dafydd grips his nose tightly as the stench pours over the group. He steps up to the demon and rains a heavy blow upon the creature's hideous skull. "It's not so bad Kaz, you can get the smell out with tomato juice...or was it egg whites? My grandmother would know. Feisty woman, that one."

Dafydd will move toward the demon, flanking with someone if possible, and attack it again.
[roll0]
[roll1]

[obliged_salmon]

oh right, fort save
[roll0]

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

[roll0] +2 if the effect is a spell.

Dagg retches as the foul gas nears him, but he still tries to attack the creature, even through a protective haze of tears. He drops an ax, though, trying to cover his mouth.

HP:22/24 AC14

If Dagg isn't nauseated, he'll attack. If he is, he'll move off a bit (though still nearby) until it wears off.

[roll1]
[roll2]

[amanodel]

Dagg swings his axe at the demon; and hits it with a solid blow. 5 damage to Dretch.

Karos attacks the beast from the other direction, and delivers a blow this time as well, altough this one was considerably weaker than the previous ones. 1 damage to Dretch.

Daffyd attacks as well, but misses the dretch.

Kaz finally gets a chance, and delivers his kukri into where he thinks the demon's innards are. 3 damage to Dretch.

The demon suffered 30 damage thus far, but still carries on the fight, altough it's lost an unbelieveable amount of body fluids.
It turns it's attention to the raging dwarf, and unleashes many attacks, aimed at the dwarf's face and body.

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

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

[roll0]+2 if it's a spell, another +2 if it's poison.

Dagg screams in fury as he is hit, especially as he feels the end of his rage coming on. He tries to bring the creature before him down before his customary weakening occurs.

HP:10/24 AC:14
This is the last round of rage, as far as I can calculate (assuming one round between all the kobolds dead and the dretch appearing). I he passed the fort check, Dagg will attack.
[roll1]
[roll2]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd's eyes begin to well up, and his stomach begins to turn violently as the sickening smell overwhelms him. He attempts to attack the creature, but finds his arms unwilling to respond. It takes all of his control just to avoid falling over unconscious, as the forest spins around him.


[roll0]

no attack, since he failed the save, sigh
[roll1]
[roll2]

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Ozz's blood-red skin somehow darkens around his face as shame and fear war against each other. Unable to overcome the magical fear, however, the goblin continues to run.

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

hp: 7 ac: 16 (13)

fort save: [roll0] attack: [roll1] damage: [roll2]

Kaz feels the smell getting to him, and it is all he can do to avoid retching. He tries to will himself to attack the dretch, but finds that his body will not respond. He decides the only smart course of action is to retreat several feet away from the dretch, trying to escape the cloud of nasal assault.

[bchilders]

Karos
HP 14/16
AC 18

Karos spends a split second torn between healing his companions and continuing the attack on the demon. He reasons to himself to continue the attack and hope to draw the beasts attention in his direction. As he starts his attack he is overcome by an intense smell that stops him in his tracks.

Fort:[roll0]

Attack:[roll1]
Damage:[roll2]

edit: I'm away from my books but it looks from the other posts that nauseated makes you unable to attack

[amanodel]

Ozz continued to run away from the hellish monster, but Lorrickmanaged to overcome his fear, and with hazy eyes, he turned back, and with a screaming rage, he started to run back to the demon.

Kaz, Dafydd, and Karos got overwhelmed by the horrid stench of the demon, leaving only Dagg against the dretch.

The dwarven berserker threw himself upon the demon one last time before his rage consumed all his strenght. The hit was strong, and nearly tackled the demon.

The dretch, altough beaten up already, now only faces Dagg, and attack the dwarf, trying to bring him down. One of it's claws hit, tearing into Dagg's chest. 4 damage to Dagg.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 12 AC: 18

Dafydd shamefully watches his brave companion stand alone against the monster, and tries to distract its attention away. Between choking gasps, he calls out, "You have no chance against that dwarf, demon! *cough* Come fight one who is your equal *hack* helpless as I am now."

Dafydd will try to goad the demon.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

[roll0] +2 if it's a spell, another +2 if it's poison.

Dagg sways suddenly as the rush of adrenaline leaves his system, almost toppling over. His blows are weak now, all the weaker for his many injuries and the poison surrounding him. "I can't last much longer. Finish me, demon, if you can!"

HP:5 AC:16

One final attack. This is going to hurt (me).
[roll1]
[roll2]

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

HP: 7 AC: 16 (13)

Kaz stands around, cursing himself for being so weak. He sees Dagg take yet another shot, and something snaps. He manuvers as best as he can back into the fray, choking, stumbling, and feeling sick. He flails himself at the dretch, knowing that all he could do was distract it from finishing off his friend. "Somebody kill this damned thing!"

[amanodel]

Seeing that most members of your team is either heavily injured, or is under the effect of one of his demonic attacks, the infernal creature grows confident, and turns towards Dafydd, the paladin.

It hits the elf one time, who is too occupied with staying on his feet to defend himself properly. 6 damage to Dafydd. Next time, however, the wild elf could concentrate better, and blocked the attacks of the dretch. The continual taunting has paid off by now, the dretch is focused only on the paladin with it's red eyes, barely noticing anything else.

By this time, Daffyd's tough wild elf body got rid of the nauseating effect, and once again, he is ready to face the demon.

Kaz saw this, and threw himself at the dretch to distract it. The demon tried to punch the human away, but Kaz managed to duck down just in time.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos ignores the effect of the nauseating smell long enough to get one futile swing off before he is overcome again by the stench surrounding this awful creature.

I'll run two rounds because it looks like I'm one behind.

Round 1
Fort:[roll0]
Attack:[roll1]
Damage:[roll2]

Round 2
Fort:[roll3]
Attack:[roll4]
Damage:[roll5]

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 6 AC: 18

Dafydd finally feels himself able to breathe properly again, the pain from his wounds pushing a burst of adrenaline into his system, and concentrates a focused blow on the enraged creature before him.

kill the critter (hopefully)

[roll0] +2 for Kaz distraction
[roll1]
edit: crap

[amanodel]

Daffyd attacks, but the demon's flesh almost consumes the sword, and the dretch doesn't suffer any injury from the blow. The demon strikes back, and wounds the wild elf's hip with it's claws. 5 damage to Daffyd. (that was close!)

You can hear Lorrick's warcry coming from your back, he's almost got back to the fighting.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd
HP: 1 AC: 18

Dafydd begins to swoon as the demon tears him apart. On the verge of collapse, a spark of what can only be described as divine energy swells within and fills his lungs. "SUBMIT!!!" he cries, as his arms swing down to crush his foe, independent of his control.

here's hopin'...

[roll0]
[roll1]
edit: hey, i think i did it! that was pretty hollywood style right there.

[bchilders]

Karos

Seeing his last few blows fail to land, Karos steps behind Daffyd and lays his hands on his companion. "Grant him the strength to finish what we have started," Karos mutters as he allows divine energies to flow through him.
CLW:[roll0]

Fort:[roll1]

Crap...well I tried to heal but looks like I'll be gagging again for another round

[amanodel]

Daffyd shouts and swings his sword again, determined to bring down the demon. He strikes swift and accurate, driving his sword right through the demon's head.

The dretch screams in shock for a short time, then it starts burning with infernal flames, which engulf him in quickly. The demon radiates intense heat, and Daffyd must drop his sword in order to save his hand from burning. The demon screams and roars, faling to the ground, with the sword still sticking out of it'ts head.

After a few seconds of this infernal fire, the dretch is consumed, and only dust remains. As soon as the dust settles, Daffyd can see his weapon laying on the ground. But the trusty longsword is now twisted by the hellish forces consuming the demon. It has a distorted geometry, and magical runes are engraved into the blade, emitting creepy light, which keeps changing colour between maroon and olive green. Yet, despite the changes, Daffyd reckognizes the weapon as his sword. The colour of the runes and the light they emit usually change colours constantly but slowly, altough some times it changes following a pattern that could be best described as a violent outburst.

On the ground, in the dust where the demon disappeared, there are two small gems on the ground, one looking like a runy, and another one like an emerald.

Soon, the nauseating vapour disappears, and you can breathe once again, and Lorrick and Ozzgar returns to the group as well.

There is nothing left here, only the bloody remains of the kobolds, and a thin layer of dust settling onto the blood-covered field of the small clearing inside the swampy jungle.

[bchilders]

Karos

"I'm ashamed to say that I was disabled by a smell, but that was worse than anything I've ever smelled. But three cheers for Daffyd, today he was the hammer of justice, and St. Cuthbert knows we needed it," Karos says truly excited to travelling with worthy companions.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

"Aye. Good job, laddie!" Ozz congratulates Dafydd from the edge of the clearing. The goblin avoids meeting his friend's eyes, keeping his gaze locked on the marsh ground. He skulks around the edge of the clearing, bow in hand with an arrow knocked once more. "Ah'm soorry Ah couldnae ha' been more help."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz smiles and goes to clap Daffyd on the back, but he can't help but notice the odd color of the elfs weapon. "Great job Daf, but what's up with your sword? That thing didn't taint it or anything, did it?"

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd smiles wanly at his companions as they regroup. "This victory belongs to all of us. A hearty congratulations, my friends...our fallen allies are avenged." He kneels, whispering a brief prayer of thanks, and finds considerable difficulty standing again. "Perhaps I'll just...rest a while."

Dafydd casts a worried glance at his blade. "I don't know what this portends, Kaz. I suppose I'll use another weapon until we can figure out what happened."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"If no one has a better weapon you can use my kukri. It's smaller then the sword but it's sharper and not a bad weapon at all." If no one has something better to offer kaz will give the kukri to Daffyd.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg rises from his nauseated stupor, his nose still rankled in the aftermath of the demon's fart. He bows his head shortly for a silent prayer of guidance for both of the dead. When it is over, he looks up and says, "That was a good fight, but next time, let's try to not all get killed, eh? Now, on to the important bit, the loot." He looks appreciatively at the gems, carefully examining each, before turning to the rest of the party and asking, "Anyone know how much these are worth? We might make a little profit from this fight."

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd grins at Kaz. "I thank you for the kind offer, but I'll make do with my old war hammer at present. I keep it around in case we run into skellies."

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

A smile crosses Ozz's face for a moment as he pats his own warhammer. "Aye. Ah think yer hammer'd be better sooted fer ya than mine!" he chuckles with a wink at the paladin. "As far's the gems goo, Ah dinnae nothin' boot tha'. We cood get 'em appraised next time we're in a real town, Ah'd say."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Kaz replaces the kukri and then asks, "I'm a little tired after that bout as well, shall we find somewhere to rest or should we press on?" Seeing as Daffyd is having trouble standing, Kaz offers him a potion of cure light wounds.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos puts his hand on Kaz's shoulder and says, "Keep your potions for now, St. Cuthbert has plenty of blessing to go around today. A fine group I have picked up travelling with, it is my pleasure to distribute His blessing." Karos will move first to Daffyd and lays his hands on him, allowing his divine power to flow into his companion. After that he will move to Dagg and see if he needs healing as well.

I'll use my previous heal if that is ok...I think it was +7hp

and another for Dagg if he wants/needs

CLW:[roll0]

That leaves me with a domain spell and 2 cure minors if anyone needs them

[amanodel]

It is around afternoon when you are ready to go again, altough it's hard to tell, since the sun barely shines through the high trees of this haunted forest. Liittle is known about the Borderlands, but you suspect that you may find a village by the end of the day, or at least a safe place to sleep, should you decide to march on.

Karos heals Daffyd and Dagg, who sustained the most injury during the fight with the Drerch. (after the healing Dagg is at 10, Daffyd is at 8, if I'm correct.)

Dagg is not a real expert with gemstones, but from the tales he heard from his clan's elders about lost rteasures of the Undershot clan, he believes these gems worth at least a hunderd gold pieces each.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Seeing no way to accurately judge the gem's worth (and knowing that his own judgement in these matters is woefully inadequate) Dagg pockets the gem, muttering "About a hundred each... a pretty penny in any case," to no one in particular.

Dagg nods appreciatively to Karos for healing him. "You healing me... That won't bind me by any chance to your immortal masters in the planes above, will it? Because I'd rather not be lieged to some sort of jesterly god of pranks. I take a dim view of such things, you know. A dwarf's life is one thing, but being bound into the service of something that I know is going to screw me over..." He continues ranting for a while, then forgets what he is talking about. He blinks twice and looks back at Karos. Anyway, thanks."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

Before they take to the road again, Kaz spends a little time practicing with his kukri, attempting to use his natural speed more with his slashes. Afterword, he asks Ozz for any pointers on marksmanship. I won't let myself get knocked out again like that.

As they walk for awhile, Kaz turns to the cleric. "Karos, I heard you say that your God is one of divine retribution? Like he supports causes of revenge?"

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos listens as Dagg rambles on for a while and when he is finished he says with a grin, "There are no strings of service attached my friend, although, after seeing you in a scrap, you'd make a fine servitor to the cause."

To Kaz's question he starts, "Not revenge in and of itself, but a Just revenge is what St. Cuthbert believes. Retribution is what those who have broken the law deserve and we followers of St. Cuthbert have become the hand of retribution. I would not seek revenge if a magistrate ordered the hanging of a friend, unless the magistrate acted outside of the law. And in such a case I would pull down the walls around him to deliver a deserved revenge." Karos mind wonders a bit, almost as if looking back into his past.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd nods appreciatively at Karos as the spell takes its effect. He is still quite visibly scarred and battered, but stands and proceeds to shrug it off. A touch of a limp can be seen in his walk, but only a touch. "I thank you for your concerns, Karos, and your God's blessing. Still, these trifling wounds are nothing to bother about. I'll be right as rain in a few hours, surely."

Dafydd goes about tightening up parts of his armor which had suffered some displacement during the fight. He then studies the sword on the ground, meditating on his divine inner sense in order to see if the sword has been tainted by the touch of evil.

Dafydd will detect evil at the sword. If it isn't evil, he'll carefully pick it up and put it in it's sheath.

[amanodel]

Daffyd checks if the sword is corrupted by the demon, but he finds it safe enough to pick up. He heard enough about unholy weapons, but this sword doesn't radiate evil, so it's certainly not one of those weapons.

He puts the sword away, the sheath conceals the glowing runes at the sword's blade.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd turns, grinning to his companions. "All's well here, then. Let's try and find our road again. Ozz? Lorrick? Which way are we pointed? I've no sense whatsoever about these things."

He goes to pat the goblin on the back. "Please, my friend, know that there is no shame at all in being overcome by magical fear. Only a hairsbreadth had lain between running or standing for any of us."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

After Ozz/Lorrick shows them which way they're going, Kaz will take his place in the marching order. As they walk, Kaz thinks deeply about what Karos told him. Justified retribution...would they be justified? Would I be justified? He seems a little troubled but tries to keep it to himself.

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg retrieves his ax before returning to the rear of the party. He resumes his earlier good mood by reciting the saga of Galmeen the Giantslayer. His tone is thundering, helped by being in the Dwarven language.

I tried to make something like an epic saga, but it reads more like a bad short story. Sorry for how painful it is to read, it was all I could come up with on short notice. And it's in Dwarven, so if you don't know that, you won't be able to understand it.

"Gayaforth and Goisen, both masters of war
unmatched by any but for one -
Galmeen, Great Giantslayer of the northern reaches,
Defiler of the denizens of the deep pit of Doryum Khroomshaw,

Upon his birth, the priestess of his tribe spake thusly;
'Now is born to you one to lead you, a true scion of your fate, he who shall save you and destroy you, and live on utterly as a hero despite all he does.'
He was honored, sent out to fight his clan's enemies, and every time turned back victorious.
His was the way of slaughter, uncontrollable at the best of times and indestructible at the worst,
He saved many, and was a hero, and truly was a gift from Moradin to the beleaguered people who spawned him.

He was chief of the clan and life was good.
He was master of war and life was good.
He married and raised children, and life was good.
And then the giants came.

They destroyed the homes of the people, like the brutish monsters they are,
Killing everything in sight, destroying everything else, all for no other reason than their own sick amusement,
Through and through the streets battle raged, foes to the end on one side refusing to give an inch, and on the other in their mindless bloodlust refusing to retreat.
A hundred good dwarves fell that dark day, and yet Galmeen was there always, rallying them, charging back at the idiotic ogres.
They could not, however, for all their might grasp victory from the all-encompassing jaws of defeat.
A giant, huge even by the standards of its monstrous kin, painted blue from horrifying head to filthy ankles, watched them run with glee, laughing hysterically as all around him their town burned.

That day, Galmeen swore and oath to find this giant, and lay upon him ten thousand agonies, such that he may curse his very existence.
He abandoned his clan to their nomadic ways and took on a new life.
Galmeen hunted, alone, for a year, journeying throughout all the forgotten mountain valleys and peaks, slaying giants wherever he found them, always looking for the blue-skinned one that haunted his dreams and consumed his thoughts.
In his mind, he could still see his family burning, his friends dying, and his life destroyed.
In an act of injustice by the gods, it was not the weapon of a foe that killed him, for he was invincible in combat.
No, it was an unholy plague, in all likelihood conjured by the giants to escape his righteous cause.
Some say he travels the mountains even now, an unliving being with one final task to perform before it can shed this mortal realm. Every night, the giant answers for his sins in his sleep, knowing that death, unstoppable and infinitely patient, stalks him."

By the end, his eyes are brimming with tears, a combination of vindictive pleasure, anger, and deep sadness.

[bchilders]

Karos

Karos travels along, letting the deep resonating voice of his dwarven companion roll over him. His mind wanders back to his parents, as it usually does when he talks about St. Cuthberts justice. The distance passes quickly in his distracted reverie.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Leading the way once again, Ozz can't help but reflect upon the fact that he ran from the wretched demon. When Dagg starts to sing, the goblin is annoyed at first, wanting to travel as quietly as possible for as long as possible. After a bit, however, the rumbling rhythm settles into Ozz, and he enjoys the fact that the dwarf was comfortable enough with the group to sing unashamedly. Which brought his focus back around to his own shameful actions, magically coerced or not.

[amanodel]

Ozz and Lorrick find the trail quickly, it seems that it does good to both of them to do something important after running away from the demon. Lorrick is even more ashamed than Ozz. You travel in awkward silence, which is only broken by the reciting of Dagg. If there were animals or monsters in your way, Dagg's epos about the Undershot clan clearly scared them away.

Survival check from Ozz to see what kind of shelter you can find for the night.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

After some time, the goblin starts to keep an eye out for a suitable location for the group to camp for the night.

Survival: [roll0]; I'm assuming no more sickened...

[amanodel]

Ozzgar leads you towards a small hill. The forest disappears around the top of the hill, and there is even a number of large rocks there. Some of the rocks looks natural, but the rest of them were moved here for some unknown purpose. Whatever it was originally, is now destroyed qnd lies in ruines for milleniums, but still gives you protection of the jungle and the harsh wind. (it looks like a small, ruined stonehenge)

From the top of the hill you can see the fires of a small settlement in a nearby valley, but it is too far to reach it today.

[obliged_salmon]

Dafydd

Dafydd heartilly congratulates the party rangers on finding such an ideal camp site. "I hope it's okay if I don't take first watch tonight, I couldn't stand to keep in this blasted armor for a moment longer."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg stretches once it becomes clear that the group must camp here. "You know, I wouldn't mind a bit of kip myself, but I think I'll take first watch anyway. Still feeling a bit excitable from the fight, you know? Speaking of which, if you have any more of that healing magic, Karos, I wouldn't mind some."

[bchilders]

Karos

"I'll take second watch then," Karos says as he makes his way over to Dagg, "This body can only handle a certain amount of the divine energy a day, I've not much left but I'll give you what I have." Karos lays his hands on his dwarven friend and says a small prayer to St. Cuthbert for healing. "Someday you'll have to tell me what that story was you were reciting today, even without understanding it it sounded like quite the tale."

Before Karos settles in for the night he will tell whoever has last watch to wake him up an hour before the others to spend some time in meditation and prayer.

Two cure minors for Dagg: +2hp

Now don't spend it all in one place:smallsmile:

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"I'm not that tired myself, I think I'll stay up with Dagg and then take second watch." After the rest of the group goes to sleep, Kaz asks Dagg "So what was that song about? I don't speak your language but I could tell it moved you."

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg thinks silently for a moment, trying to mentally translate the song, then replies, "It is the tale of one of the greatest heroes of my tribe. His name was Galmeen the Giantslayer. He was a great warrior, unmatched in any weapon, and chieftain of the clan for a century. He expanded our border, and drove the wild giants and orcs native to the lands around our mines out. The clan flourished, and we could not even count our wealth... until those murdering dogs attacked." He spits, and his voice takes on a cold, hard edge. "Giants and ogres surrounded the exterior of the mine, bombarded it night and day. We sent runners through the mountains to call help from our allies, but none came. Day by day, our forces were whittled down, until finally they charged over the walls like a great swarm of locusts..." He stops for a moment, trying to quell the rising anger in his tone. When he resumes, his voice is lifeless. The elderly and children escaped through the mines, for they knew the town was lost. The remainder of our warriors, my father among them, had their last stand in the entrance to the mines, holding off the infernal giants forces for as long as they could. They were each heroes, but each fell eventually. Galmeen was not in the town for this massacre. He had been leading a war party to extend our borders yet again. When he returned, the devastation that greeted him was too much to bear. He and his warriors hunted down every remaining enemy in the borders of our colony, but they were mere stragglers. He sought out the survivors, those that had managed to escape the groups of goblins and orcs that had hunted through the tunnels for them. When he learned of their tale, learned how his wife and children had been caught in those tunnels and viciously murdered, he swore a blood oath to kill every enemy of his race that yet dwelt in the mountains. He swore it specifically at the leader of the horde, a blue-skinned gargantuan beast." Here, Dagg's voice lifts into pride and he looks beyond the ground at his feet. "For fifty years, while my people adapted to life as they could on the plains, he stalked alone through the mountains, a terror to everything that had ever crossed a dwarf, no doubt. He slew uncountable numbers of the beasts, never stopping for rest or replenishment. The only time he returned to his people was the dawn of winter's bite, when he came to share the tales of his adventures. But he never killed that one giant. Eventually, even heroes must die, but in the most cruel twist of fate imaginable, he was not slain in combat but on a frozen peak, too late to escape winter's unforgiving grasp. It is said that his specter still haunts all the giants who dared cast down my clan, and one blue skinned beast that even death cannot stop him from claiming."

[Quxelopqr]

Kaz

"Wow. That's a truly amazing tale." Kaz sits and thinks on the story for a while. "I'm sorry for your clan's loss, but I am glad for you, that your father could die a hero. I'm not sure if mine's even alive, and very few people will know of his achievements for his country."

After thinking for a while, Kaz asks Dagg, "Where were you when this happened? With the children, or with the hunting party?"

[bchilders]

Karos

From his bedroll Karos listens to the story that Dagg unfurls and responds to his companion afterward, "Now that's a tale to make St. Cuthbert proud. If you ever get a mind to finish the work Galmeen started, let me know and St. Cuthbert's blessing will follow you through your ordeals." Karos rolls over imagining himself squaring off with a giant, he would surely need St. Cuthbert's full blessing to make it out of that situation alive.

[GimliFett]

Ozzgar the WolfHP: 13/16; AC: 17, touch 14, flat 14

Ozz doesn't even try to sleep. He lays on his bedroll staring at the sky. As Dagg's story unfolds, the goblin sits up and checks the fletching on his arrows, and makes sure their shafts remain straight and unbent. At the dwarf's mention of goblins, Ozz closes his eyes a moment and bows his head.

Once the tale is finished, the ranger clears his throat. "Ah'm soorry soom a mah folk were part o' tha', Dagg. It weren't mah kin, Ah ken tha' fer shore," he says before replacing his arrows to their quivers and laying his bow next to his bedroll. He lies down once more, facing away from the others in order to keep the growing shame from being noticed by the others. "G'night." he calls softly. "If Ah need ta watch wake me, ya ken?"

[Dethcom1]

Dagg

Dagg answers Kaz with a chuckle. "I was with neither. I'm a mere 46 years old. The raid happened 70 years ago. And my people will get revenge.

He replies Ozzgar after a moment of contemplation. "It was not their fault - the clan elders say that they were enslaved by the giants. All the more reason to answer the call for vengeance I suppose."