Explorers of Acacia - Main thread

[qwertyu63]

Ah well I found Lia, I just need to go up to Zerhka's room and find something of hers so I can track her down. Shouldn't take long but you are free to come. Have you heard of anything from Hazala or the others?

Then Kel proceeds to do what he was originally going to do with Jorah following along.

You find her rather quickly.

Seeing Tarmikos easily jump the pit, Algrith is inspired and backs up a few steps and begins to run towards the pit.
Quickly he does a calculation in his head and stops short, realizing he probably wouldn't make the jump, even over such a short distance. The a sour look appears on his face as he realizes that he let go of his concentration of his spell. As his face grows red, he then lets out a sigh and, incanting while drawing a sigil, in the air, he takes another step back and blurs forward as he jumps.

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Casting Expeditious Retreat and jumping with a +12

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Force Shield - 67 rounds
Inertial Armor - 4194 rounds
Resistance - 6 rounds
Expeditious Retreat - 41 rounds

Halaza walks up, and, with a running start, jumps the gap as well.

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Taking 10 on the jump check.

[3SecondCultist]

"I've had enough of this." Lyral's jaw is set, his dark eyes clouded. He kneels beside the fallen humanoid, examining his wounds. From the pouch at his side, Lyral removes a small wooden box.
I was hoping not to have to use this. Oh well. I suppose we will need to eat soon anyhow. Lyral opens the container, removing several casks of clean water, several loaves of bread, and some herbs and cheese. There is also a platter of fruit, to complement the otherwise lack of natural sugar. He hands one cup of water to Osulu, and makes it clear that he can eat his fill. Meanwhile, Lyral forces the halfling's mouth open, crushes up several of the herbs, and stuffs it down his throat.
I shouldn't have to share my food with prey. As it is, there is a very slim chance that he will choke. Should that occur, I will put him out of his misery. We have other business to attend to, after all.

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First, Lyral is using his Field Provisions Box for the day. I don't know if this would qualify, but I am also rolling a Heal check. Oh look! One of my first natural 20s of the game.
Heal: (1d20+4)[24]

[Silva Stormrage]

You find her rather quickly.

Kel walks briskly with Silvan panting at his side as he approaches Zherka. Ah, hello. You might remember me from the Curmion incident. Tarkimos and the rest of that group are gathering everyone from that group and meeting at the tavern where you and several others stayed at last night. Please come with me there we have things to discuss, I believe you are the last one I need to bring there.

[qwertyu63]

"I've had enough of this." Lyral's jaw is set, his dark eyes clouded. He kneels beside the fallen humanoid, examining his wounds. From the pouch at his side, Lyral removes a small wooden box.
I was hoping not to have to use this. Oh well. I suppose we will need to eat soon anyhow. Lyral opens the container, removing several casks of clean water, several loaves of bread, and some herbs and cheese. There is also a platter of fruit, to complement the otherwise lack of natural sugar. He hands one cup of water to Osulu, and makes it clear that he can eat his fill. Meanwhile, Lyral forces the halfling's mouth open, crushes up several of the herbs, and stuffs it down his throat.
I shouldn't have to share my food with prey. As it is, there is a very slim chance that he will choke. Should that occur, I will put him out of his misery. We have other business to attend to, after all.

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First, Lyral is using his Field Provisions Box for the day. I don't know if this would qualify, but I am also rolling a Heal check. Oh look! One of my first natural 20s of the game.
Heal: [roll0]

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You most likely passed that check, but what were you trying to do with it? He's already stable, at -2 HP.

Kel walks briskly with Silvan panting at his side as he approaches Zherka. Ah, hello. You might remember me from the Curmion incident. Tarkimos and the rest of that group are gathering everyone from that group and meeting at the tavern where you and several others stayed at last night. Please come with me there we have things to discuss, I believe you are the last one I need to bring there.

She follows you.

[RCgothic]

Lia

I tag along with Kel as well.

[razorback]

Algrith looks back at Imaran, wondering how, or even if, his friend is going to get across the gap.
<It may be safer for him there> he thinks to himself.

With that, he nods to Tarmikos and Halaza to proceed down the hall.

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Force Shield - 66 rounds
Inertial Armor - 4193 rounds
Resistance - 5 rounds
Expeditious Retreat - 40 rounds

[Demidos]

Imaran looks at the gap for a moment. Jumping might not be the best idea... he thinks wryly. Reaching into the pouch at his side, he pulls out a sack. Reaching in, he pulls out, foot by foot, a ladder, which he manuveurs to place across the chasm. He then gingerly walks across

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or crawls, if walking would provoke a check (Im too squishy to fall! )

. Reaching the other side, he shoves the ladder back into place, then sees the others watching. I...forgot about the ladder. Sorry about that...

[qwertyu63]

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Ok, everyone who has tried to cross the gap has succeeded.

"I've had enough of this." Lyral's jaw is set, his dark eyes clouded. He kneels beside the fallen humanoid, examining his wounds. From the pouch at his side, Lyral removes a small wooden box.
I was hoping not to have to use this. Oh well. I suppose we will need to eat soon anyhow. Lyral opens the container, removing several casks of clean water, several loaves of bread, and some herbs and cheese. There is also a platter of fruit, to complement the otherwise lack of natural sugar. He hands one cup of water to Osulu, and makes it clear that he can eat his fill. Meanwhile, Lyral forces the halfling's mouth open, crushes up several of the herbs, and stuffs it down his throat.
I shouldn't have to share my food with prey. As it is, there is a very slim chance that he will choke. Should that occur, I will put him out of his misery. We have other business to attend to, after all.

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Alright, he's still down, but you can tell you are helping.

[Hazuki]

The half-orc looks the next person to approach her up and down with a skeptical look; would it be prudent of her to disappear as soon as his back was turned? "...fine." Zrekha grunts, deciding to follow the druid if it would lead to anything mildly profitable in this city.

[3SecondCultist]

Noticing the effect that the food is having on his patient, Lyral ensures that it is accompanied by a brief draught of water. He tilts the halfling slightly, so as to not drown him accidentally.
"He may be coming to. Try to keep him steady." Lyral then proceeds to force feed the halfling just a bit more fruit, before standing back up and making sure that no dangers are close.

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Spot: (1d20+16)[30]
Listen: (1d20+14)[23]

[Demidos]

Well...shall we? Imaran says, heading towards the end of the hallway, though moving carefully.

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Search (1d20+15)[21]

[razorback]

Algrith nods his agreement and proceeds to follow Imaran.

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Spot
(1d20-7)[19](12)
Listen
(1d20-7)[11](4)

Force Shield - 65 rounds
Inertial Armor - 4192 rounds
Resistance - 4 rounds
Expeditious Retreat - 39 rounds

[Silva Stormrage]

The half-orc looks the next person to approach her up and down with a skeptical look; would it be prudent of her to disappear as soon as his back was turned? "...fine." Zrekha grunts, deciding to follow the druid if it would lead to anything mildly profitable in this city.

Kel laughs to himself, Such enthusiasm! I don't believe anyone here is going to force you to accompany us. We saw you were competent and merely wished you to help us again. Please follow me and at least hear out the plan. Kel smiles and starts heading back towards the tavern.

[qwertyu63]

To the group in the secret base:

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You reach a simple wooden door. You hear talking on the other side.

Noticing the effect that the food is having on his patient, Lyral ensures that it is accompanied by a brief draught of water. He tilts the halfling slightly, so as to not drown him accidentally.
"He may be coming to. Try to keep him steady." Lyral then proceeds to force feed the halfling just a bit more fruit, before standing back up and making sure that no dangers are close.

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Spot: [roll0]
Listen: [roll1]

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You hear a rustling noise about 20 yards to the east.

Kel laughs to himself, Such enthusiasm! I don't believe anyone here is going to force you to accompany us. We saw you were competent and merely wished you to help us again. Please follow me and at least hear out the plan. Kel smiles and starts heading back towards the tavern.

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You get back there easily.

[INoKnowNames]

Tarmikos draw his blade, and walks toward the door, knees bent and nerves as cold as metal. He attempts to listen through the door, seeing if he can recognise the voices he heard with his earlier magic.

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Move Silently: (1d20+3)[8]
Listen: (1d20+7)[13]

I GOT A 5! DID YOU HEAR ME!?! I SAID I GOT A 5!

[3SecondCultist]

Lyral chuckles loudly enough for the being in the bushes to hear him. As he does so, he steels himself for more bloodshed.
"I can hear you." His musical voice is composed. It belies his stance: knees bent, back straight, fists curled. He takes a few steps towards the bushes, to within 10 feet. He is more than willing for his target to make the final mistake of attacking him.

[razorback]

Algrith walks creeps forward to the hidden door, trying to be as silent as his meager skills will allow him.
As he reaches the door behind Tarmikos, he looks back to see Imaran following.
Nodding to Tarmikos, making a small hand motion to let him know his is ready, he prepares for the door to open.

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Readied Action~
Preparing to 'cast' (what is the proper term for a power?) Psionic Grease on the first person on the other side of the door who takes a hostile action vs. us.

Force Shield - 64 rounds
Inertial Armor - 4191 rounds
Resistance - 3 rounds
Expeditious Retreat - 38 rounds

[Demidos]

Imaran is indeed following (in fact, he was leading, searching for traps). As he reaches the door he steps back a little to let the obviously more physically competent Tarmikos take the lead. He readies himself to face whatever is on the other side of the door.

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Readied action to cast stinking cloud if hostile action is noticed.

[qwertyu63]

Tarmikos draw his blade, and walks toward the door, knees bent and nerves as cold as metal. He attempts to listen through the door, seeing if he can recognise the voices he heard with his earlier magic.

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Move Silently: (1d20+3)[8]
Listen: (1d20+7)[13]

I GOT A 5! DID YOU HEAR ME!?! I SAID I GOT A 5!

It doesn't sound like them. Luckily, they don't seem to have heard you.

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Rolled a real die for their Listen, got a 1. /me is amused.

Lyral chuckles loudly enough for the being in the bushes to hear him. As he does so, he steels himself for more bloodshed.
"I can hear you." His musical voice is composed. It belies his stance: knees bent, back straight, fists curled. He takes a few steps towards the bushes, to within 10 feet. He is more than willing for his target to make the final mistake of attacking him.

You hear no response, but the bush has now gone quiet.

[3SecondCultist]

"Please don't make this hard. You are going to die." In his heart, Lyral knows that the survival instincts are taking over, and there is very little chance in coercing his prey out into the open. It is worth a shot, however.

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Diplomacy: (1d20-1)[9]

[qwertyu63]

"Please don't make this hard. You are going to die." In his heart, Lyral knows that the survival instincts are taking over, and there is very little chance in coercing his prey out into the open. It is worth a shot, however.

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Diplomacy: [roll0]

There is no reaction.

[INoKnowNames]

Confused that none of the voices that he hears are familiar to him, through his visions or his memory, Tarmikos looks back at his allies.

"I'm going to try to take a look through the door. If something goes wrong, move immediately on my mark, and fight as you do best. Careful, though." he breathes, watching their motions before returning his focus ahead.

Tarmikos attempts to scan for any way to look through the door without revealing himself, only opening the door as silently as possible if no other opportunity presents itself.

I can't stand this sneaking around. he thinks to himself. Never was very good at this in my last group.

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Still a bit curious as to where that Silent Image went to.

Tried to account for both of the actions that were made before.

[qwertyu63]

Confused that none of the voices that he hears are familiar to him, through his visions or his memory, Tarmikos looks back at his allies.

"I'm going to try to take a look through the door. If something goes wrong, move immediately on my mark, and fight as you do best. Careful, though." he breathes, watching their motions before returning his focus ahead.

Tarmikos attempts to scan for any way to look through the door without revealing himself, only opening the door as silently as possible if no other opportunity presents itself.

I can't stand this sneaking around. he thinks to himself. Never was very good at this in my last group.

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Still a bit curious as to where that Silent Image went to.

Tried to account for both of the actions that were made before.

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Opening it is the only way.

Peeking through the door, you see two men in leather armor. They are facing away from you.

[Silva Stormrage]

Kel arrives at the inn with his companions. He enters the main hall and meets up with Jorah and the others. He turns to Jorah and says, Okay, so I believe I have rounded up everyone. Now we just have to wait for those who followed Tarkimos to arrive back her and we can discuss plans. Jorah will you explain to our new arrivals everything you learned from your divinations?

[INoKnowNames]

I could have sworn there were more of them. he thought. I wonder how much further we'll have to go inside...

"I'm going in, guys. Keep an eye out behind you, and cover me if it gets bad." he speaks, before swiftly moving past the door, shutting it behind him hopefully enough to keep from revealing his allies.

Tarmikos quickly closes the gap between himself and the two men before him, blade drawn. "Don't run, and don't fight. Make it easy on yourselves." he speaks. "I'm working with the authorities. It would be wise to cooperate and not make things worse."

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I wonder if Intimidate or Diplomacy would be more appropriate here. I'll roll anything I need to. First a 5, then a 2.... I should start testing rolls before I go with the first accepted result. (1d20+19)[21]

In basic terms, move action to approach, with another to keep the door shutish. Hopefully they won't be seen, but can still see if attention is focused on me. Free action to speak. A couple of times.

Should be about right.

[qwertyu63]

I could have sworn there were more of them. he thought. I wonder how much further we'll have to go inside...

"I'm going in, guys. Keep an eye out behind you, and cover me if it gets bad." he speaks, before swiftly moving past the door, shutting it behind him hopefully enough to keep from revealing his allies.

Tarmikos quickly closes the gap between himself and the two men before him, blade drawn. "Don't run, and don't fight. Make it easy on yourselves." he speaks. "I'm working with the authorities. It would be wise to cooperate and not make things worse."

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I wonder if Intimidate or Diplomacy would be more appropriate here. I'll roll anything I need to. First a 5, then a 2.... I should start testing rolls before I go with the first accepted result. (1d20+19)[21]

In basic terms, move action to approach, with another to keep the door shutish. Hopefully they won't be seen, but can still see if attention is focused on me. Free action to speak. A couple of times.

Should be about right.

One of them turns and says "And who are you?"

[INoKnowNames]

One of them turns and says "And who are you?"

Well isn't this troubling. Tarmikos muses to himself. Men from here claimed to have been tasked with finding me... to have been aiding that murderer... he grinds his teeth for a moment. Shouldn't even the grunts of the group be on guard against someone with my appearance?

With a scoff, Tarmikos responds, blade still drawn and ready to turn on which ever man chooses to make a movement. "Tarmikos Silverkin, if that might ring any bells. Don't concern yourself too much over it otherwise; not struggling is far more important a use of your faculties. Will you comply?"

While speaking, Tarmikos takes the time to size up both of these two thugs, while keeping his own senses as alert as possible. Hopefully I haven't gotten into too much trouble here...

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Relevant Rolls: Let’s see...

Diplomacy to keep the conversation peaceful (not sure if needed):(1d20+19)[28]

Sense Motive (both to see if they might be lying or not, and to see if I'm stronger or weaker than them): (1d20+5)[19]

Spot Check (because Spot is important): (1d20+3)[22]

Listen Check (like wise): (1d20+7)[26]

I think that covers everything....

In other news, I hope the Perform Check I get the feeling I'm going to be making soon goes well...

[qwertyu63]

Well isn't this troubling. Tarmikos muses to himself. Men from here claimed to have been tasked with finding me... to have been aiding that murderer... he grinds his teeth for a moment. Shouldn't even the grunts of the group be on guard against someone with my appearance?

With a scoff, Tarmikos responds, blade still drawn and ready to turn on which ever man chooses to make a movement. "Tarmikos Silverkin, if that might ring any bells. Don't concern yourself too much over it otherwise; not struggling is far more important a use of your faculties. Will you comply?"

While speaking, Tarmikos takes the time to size up both of these two thugs, while keeping his own senses as alert as possible. Hopefully I haven't gotten into too much trouble here...

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Relevant Rolls: Let’s see...

Diplomacy to keep the conversation peaceful (not sure if needed):(1d20+19)[28]

Sense Motive (both to see if they might be lying or not, and to see if I'm stronger or weaker than them): (1d20+5)[19]

Spot Check (because Spot is important): (1d20+3)[22]

Listen Check (like wise): (1d20+7)[26]

I think that covers everything....

In other news, I hope the Perform Check I get the feeling I'm going to be making soon goes well...

"Silverkin?" He turns to face his friend. "Didn't that other guy introduce himself like that?" His friend responds "Yeah..." "Uh... We're out." They move to try to leave via the door you came in.

[Demidos]

"No. I think you will stay. And answer a few questions." Says Imaran, his eyes uncharacteristically hard.

[razorback]

Algrith, realizing he isn't very intimidating, just stands there, hands at the ready, as he shakes his head back and forth.