BadPhilosophy Campaign 1

[atnorman]

Go ahead and set up your characters in position: https://app.roll20.net/join/468760/fIRxwA

(Do-Ra and Henri are with Rigoberta and Fargus, Tyrus is with Gripplin and Ragar)

[Waytfm]

Ragar squints into the forest, trying to find the source of the sounds.

Spot: (1d20)[6] (+6, so 12)

[ISetPandasOFire]

Do-Ra. Digs a simitar out of his pack. "Things are probably about to get hairy. If you have a weapon draw it. It is possible that the guards did no so much abandoned as whet the appetite of some foul beast. "

[atnorman]

"Beast?", You hear a posh Aundarian voice (sounds like a British accent) chime, "How insulting."

[Waytfm]

"Come out where we can see you. You're making my mighty nervous, creeping around in the darkness."

[atnorman]

(I'm going to wait until everyone sets up their character)

[ISetPandasOFire]

I lower my sword. "Calm down Ragnar he has yet to do anything that would merit anything but hospitality. I meant no offense mysterious stranger, please if your cold and looking for a warm place to sleep join us by our fire.

[Waldorfww]

Rigoberta, still standing on her psicrystal, tries to become psionically focused.

(1d20+4)[16]

[HighSalinity]

Grippilin moves out behind the wagon, cautiously attempting to stay hidden for the time being.

Hide: (1d20+11)[14]

Let me know if I should make a Move Silently check.

[atnorman]

(Nah, but you move in front of the wagon on the map)

[HighSalinity]

(Nah, but you move in front of the wagon on the map)

(Okay, I just wasn't really getting where things were, I thought those six sprites were where the voice was coming from. Needless to say I move to the other side of the wagon from where I hear the voices.)

[touchofgray]

Fargus unhooks a whip from his belt, holding it at his side, still coiled.

[atnorman]

(The roll for psionic focus fails, since you need a 20.)

(Henri has moved)

A handsome, dashing man comes strolling out of the forest (thing Westley from Princess Bride). On either side of him are two dumb looking brutes.

"Good evening to you sirs. I'm afraid that this is a robbery. Put your hands up, surrender your valuables, and this will all be over quickly."

[weaklyineffable]

The dashing beast has been kind enough to stand next to his thugs, making them an easy target for a sleep spell. Henri pulls some pink rose petals out of a small pouch and begins a six-second arcane incantation.

(DC is will 13, 17 for humanoids or monstrous humanoids.)

[Waytfm]

"Well, this is awkward." Ragar said, as he rubbed the back of his head sheepishly. "I don't have any fancy weapons or anything on me right now, and I doubt these other guys really want give up their stuff. I think you're kinda **** out of luck here. Better luck elsewhere."

[atnorman]

(1d20)[6]

(1d20)[14]

(1d20+1)[11]

And they all fail, collapsing in a heap.

[weaklyineffable]

A grin breaks on Henri's bearded face.

"Would someone like to collect their weapons so when they come to we can explain to them why they should not use violence to make their way in the world?"

[Waytfm]

"I knew they didn't actually want any trouble." Ragar says as he walks up to the sleeping would-be bandits. "I have some rope on me. Anyone want to tie them up?"

He reaches the bandits, and begins searching for weapons.

Search:

[roll]1d20+1[/roll] ( I have no idea why this isn't working. D: ) 7

[touchofgray]

"Here, I've got some rope as well. I'll tie them up."

Fargus pulls the rope from his pack and begins tying up the bandits.

use rope check: (13+5)[18]

[atnorman]

You find on the swashbuckler a rapier and dagger, as well as studded leather armor. The warriors both have battle axes and leather armor. You also find a total of 20 gold pieces, 7 silver, and 31 bronze.

[atnorman]

They are firmly fastened.

[touchofgray]

"So..." Fargus starts, shortly after checking his completed knots.

"What should we do with 'em?"

[Waldorfww]

"Deese boys don't know who they messin' with!", Rigoberta muttered.


She felt bad for not being able to help, so she tried to become focused again, just in case.

(1d20+4)[20]

[Tyrus_V.H.]

"Well, we can't just let them go... they'll surely try and rob less prepared travelers. Let's take them with us. We can pass them off to the law first chance we get."

[HighSalinity]

"Mmh, works for me," says Grippilin. "Interesting tactics though, attacking a group twice their size while everyone's still awake. Guess they figured we were just a bunch of peasants."

[Tyrus_V.H.]

"Well... I'm glad to find myself in such competent company. Thank you all." Says Tyrus looking around at the party.

"Henri, you never told me you were a spell caster" He adds, with a grin.

[ISetPandasOFire]

"Most likely these guys fancy them selves some sort of robber Barron. Chances are there is a reward for their capture. Lets through them on the cart and hand them off as Tyrus suggests. On the other hand they probably have a camp somewhere close by with at least some of the stolen goods. We could wait for them to come around and then I could trick them into giving me the location. "

[weaklyineffable]

"It never came up," Henri says to Tyrus with a shrug. "But I agree we should take them along with us. If we left them here they'd return to banditry or else be victims of other bandits." He turns towards Do-Ra. "Do you think they have friends at camp? Surely they would've brought them along."

[atnorman]

The bandits begin to slowly come to.

The leader of the caravan stops cowering under a wagon and walks over to you. "But where are my guards?", he whines.

[Tyrus_V.H.]

"What about it?" Tyrus asks the groggy bandits. "What happened to our guards?"