Who do we go with for now? I am unsure who we could do the most.. ehm, good, for.
As he sees Imaran tilt his head towards Halaza, he nods back in agreement, going with the armored woman.
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Who do we go with for now? I am unsure who we could do the most.. ehm, good, for.
As he sees Imaran tilt his head towards Halaza, he nods back in agreement, going with the armored woman.
After holding his breath for what seemed like days, Lyral sets off swiftly. He closes the distance between him and his enemies with considerable haste. As he runs, his feet make next to no noise on the ground. He approaches one of the bowmen, fists at the ready. Finally, he was free.
SpoilerAttack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]
Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]
Skirmish Damage, for moving more than 10 feet before attacking: [roll4]
Lyral's AC is raised to 21 until his next turn.
His footwork is perfect, his technique impeccable. There is a frenzy in the man now, ever growing. The fear in their eyes is palpable: he feeds on it.
RCgothic:
You take two swings at the rat and miss with both swings. The rat jumps to attack...
SpoilerTo hit: (1d20+4)[24]
Damage: (1d4)[4] + Disease.
Fortitude save (DC 11), please.
The two you have struck go down. Some of them move to close the distance but don't get close enough. 3 with bows fire at you.
SpoilerTo hit: (1d20+2)[18]Miss.
Damage: (1d8)[3]
To hit: (1d20+2)[5]Miss.
Damage: (1d8)[4]
To hit: (1d20+2)[21]
Damage: (1d8)[4]
Osulu fires another volley from the wand up his sleeve, causing another one to drop to the ground.
Spoiler
Magic Missile (Caster 5th) from a wand. (3d4+3)[10]
Arlia
I barely flinch as the giant rat sinks its incisors into my exposed midriff. I know I'll need to get that checked later.
Ok, someone's getting exterminated now...
Spoiler
Full attack action:
Attack1 +4 Inspiration, +11 base [roll0]
CritConf +4 Int, +11 base [roll1]
Damage: [roll2]
Attack2 +6 base [roll3]
CritConf +4 Int, +6 base [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]
Lia
I inspect the bite mark. It looks filthy, so I take a moment to centre myself with a meditation designed to guard the body against infection and outside influence, before reaching into the hole to retrieve the object I found earlier.
SpoilerIron Heart Surge! To eliminate Filth Fever.
Also as combat is over I replenish inspiration and manoeuvres.
At the cold bite of the arrow, the hunter's smile widens into a rictus of pain. His eyes are manic now, bloodshot irises fixed on his attacker. He moves as if to charge him - and in the blink of an eye, moves right next to the two men approaching him instead. Lyral's fists flash out, striking at them both with years of feral instinct honed into melee.
SpoilerUsing up a Ki charge to use Fleeting Step as a swift action. Attacking the first man with both fists, and activating the Skirmisher boots (as another swift action) to make an additional attack at his highest attack bonus. The skirmish bonus damage will apply to the first man, should either attack beat his AC.
Attack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]
Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]
Attack 3: [roll4]
Damage 3: [roll5]
Skirmish Damage: [roll6]
It seems we came by a quicker route than you did, Imaran says with a slight smirk, looking at Tarmikos.
Lia
I attempt to pick the lock.
SpoilerOpen Lock: +8 base, +7 factotum level[roll0]
Halaza turns as the two scholars walk out of the door behind her.
Seems the book bashers wish to join us...
Do not be so harsh, wisdom is mightier than any sword.
Indeed, but when raiding a den of theives... Its wise to carry a sword.
---
Suddenly her senses flicker... Dragon...
But her unease is quickly disipated by one of the schollars calling out to the dragonkin from earlier.
She gives the man who called out a stern look.
Loud and Vulnerable... Just what we need...
Lia
I take the box back up the stairs to the man above.
"I think I got them all. It should be safe to seal the hole in the wall where they were getting in now. I found this box in there, but it was empty. I take it it belongs to you?"
Lia
"In that case, is there anything else I can do for you? And there's also the small matter of payment."
Methodically wiping the blood from off of his hands, Lyral stands tall to carefully size up the remaining ten men. He does not blink. His rictus has transformed into a feral snarl, his slightly crooked teeth bearing an uncanny resemblance to wolf fangs.
"Come on then! I'll wait." Slowly, his arms spread outward, as if to highlight the bodies of their companions on the ground around him. Lyral tenses his muscles slowly, preparing to spring back into action.
Hearing a familiar voice for just a second before his speed takes him a distance away, Tarmikos requires a moment or two to process it, digging his feet into the ground. He watches the dust he accumulated in his movement continues past him, before turning around to see who spoke to him. He smiles and waves at the team headed his way.
"Hey, guys. Something go wrong? I thought you were headed for the uniform snatchers." Tarmikos asks as he approaches them, jogging in front of them. While listening to them, he still moves about back and forth, seeking to find the route that held the location with the secret passage.
You find your way to a house nearby.
You find your way to the adventurer's guild in the city.
Some of the men turn to run away. Others open fire.
SpoilerAttack: [roll0]
Damage: [roll1]
Attack: [roll2]
Damage: [roll3]
Attack: [roll4]
Damage: [roll5]
Osulu launches a small blast of acid at one of the closer ones.
SpoilerAcidic Splatter reserve feat, powered by Acid Arrow.
[roll6]
Damage: [roll7]
"Ah, yes." He starts looking around. "There it is." He picks up a bag, and pulls some coins coins out of it. "This should cover things."
SpoilerUnless I stated what the reward was before, he just gave you 6sp, 4cp. Yay...
Cowards. They would forsake their companions to such a fate? Oh well, I will catch them nonetheless. Lyral barely notices as the arrows miss him completely. His attention is somewhat focused on his client. Osulu seems to have made something of his talents with wizardry - the elf has managed to surprise him.
Kel knocks on the door of the house, waiting about a minute before calling out inside. Hello! Is anyone home? I am looking for a female elf with jet black hair named Lia and was wondering if you have seen her that would be much appreciated.
If someone opens the door Kel says the same thing except he doesn't call out the hello.
Lia
I thank the man and make to leave, taking the coins and box with me. I open the front door and come face to face with Kel!
"Ah, Kel! This is unexpected! What are you doing here? Were you looking for me?"
Algrith stands, looking at Tarmikos, with a small grin on his face.
It would seem now would be the correct time for entering.
Kel smiles warmly, Ah I am so glad I found you. Tarkmios Jorah, Hazala and the others involved with Curmion this today are meeting back at the inn you were staying at. I was tasked to located you and bring you back. Jorah's divinations have deduced something regarding Curmion.
Tarmikos returns the grins of his comrades for a moment. In that split second, memories of the past flooded into the forefront of his mind. A twinge of shock, followed by an expression of seriousness, quickly tore away his smile.
"No, not yet. Just a moment, before we make our move." Tarmikos replies, in a hushed voice. He places his shield on the ground, and unsheathes his sword, as he continues to respond. "If you have any rituals you perform before you go into battle, ready them now. We've little idea on who or what waits through here, and I'd rather we go in prepared."
Tarmikos focuses on Halaza, duty and regret fighting the desire to distance himself from her unicorn. "You should interrogate the men you have with you. Any last suggestions our little tour guide has is better than walking into complete surprise. I can only assume it'd be better for him if he cooperated."
As he speaks, Tarmikos places his right hand on the side of his face, his pointer finger covering his temple, his thumb just on his ear, and the rest of his fingers covering his eye. Said hand begins to glow, as he attempts to take in information from the coin he left with the hit man earlier. He directs his attention toward the passage, hopeful that the tap and its subject, as well as those associated with him, were just nearby.
SpoilerOfficially triggering Spymaster's coin. I'll need to look up how much can be learned from it, though. I was under the assumption that I could basically see and hear as if I was right there where the coin is.
Also important, is the hit man tied up, or just "persuaded" by Halaza to not get into any more trouble? And are Digan and the actual guard member still with us? I'm somewhat assuming Jorah's just kicking it back at the Inn.
Nodding, Imaran bows his head in concentration. A purple tongue of fire licks over him before vanishing.
SpoilerFalse Life [roll]1d10+7[/rll]
Edit: oops. My bad. I'll roll in the dice thread anyway
Halaza looks to the deceptive guard.
So what lays behind those doors?
She listens to the man briefly then seeing the others might take longer to prepair then her she lays her head into Jesskya's main.
And whispers softy in a strange and beautiful tongue.
In the depths of our green and blue,
The creature of red drew black.
On its tail a horse of pale.
The silver and white sent it back
SpoilerSung in Sylvan
Turning to see the others ready she checks her swords and kurki are both firmly in place, straightens her dress and marches stiffly towards the door.
SpoilerI am presuming it is either a guarded door or that the only those with permission to entre may do so...
Also the guard is unarmed, unarmoured and unrestrained.
After what seems like days of waiting, Lyral springs back into action, moving right for the remaining bowmen. With his fists raised yet again, he cannot help but smile grimly. Before his quarry can blink, he lashes out them, aiming for two separate bandits.
SpoilerAttack 1: [roll0]
Damage 1: [roll1]
Attack 2: [roll2]
Damage 2: [roll3]
Extra Skirmish damage (to the first bandit): [roll4]
As he sees Imaran nod, he nods too.Quote:
"If you have any rituals you perform before you go into battle, ready them now. We've little idea on who or what waits through here, and I'd rather we go in prepared."
I agree but bloodshed is probably not the best option. At least, not to the end. Information is always paramount, especially when your seek to unlock a riddle. he whispers to the others.
With that, his eyes close for a brief moment and a faint, rainbow hued glow surrounds him for a moment then disappears as he opens his eyes.
I am ready.
Spoiler
Expending 7pp on Inertial Armor to bump up AC to 19
Duration 7 hours
Lia
"Oh, OK then. I'll come along. Has anyone heard from Zrekha?"