D&D Act One Scene IV - In the shadow of Sanderjarn

Fourier · 12-12-2017 01:47PM

Digital Solitude wrote: »

I thunk Othergre with my staff and leave Bandy to wrestle her.

I adjust Saeros' torniquette into a better/more comfortable postion and case cure light wounds.

The spell seals closed the artery and prevents the risk of bleed out. It is now clear the tourniquet was applied incorrectly and Saeros had only an hour to live. Luckily the cleric was here.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 01:48PM

robyntmorton wrote: »

Xanthea sees the bigger wolf closing in on Bandy and Othegre's fight, and not wanting to give it a chance to defend its mistress, lets it taste sword instead...

Hit roll 13 + 2 hit modifier for my sword = 15

Xanthea splits the wolf open, bisecting it in a clean swipe.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 01:49PM

Tigger wrote: »

I check the home for traps

The home has no traps.

Just a kitchen, carving tools and an old journal. Tea is currently brewing.

Tigger · 12-12-2017 01:49PM

Fourier wrote: »

The home has no traps.

Just a kitchen, carving tools and an old journal. Tea is currently brewing.

I read the journal

robyntmorton · 12-12-2017 01:50PM

"If you want to eat something, Othegre. May I suggest this freshly carved wolf?"

OldGoat · 12-12-2017 01:52PM

"I have two cloves of garlic left, pass 'em around and hope the smell is enough to protect you all."

Fourier · 12-12-2017 01:55PM

Journal:

The woman's name was Eba Ekkan. She had been raised on the mountain back when there were several villages along its slopes.

Several centuries ago the cult atop the mountain began kidnapping people and slaughtering them or performing terrible experiments on them. For reasons she is not clear about the cult collapsed one day or the temple was abandoned leaving her the mountain's only survivor. Since that day she dedicated herself to making graves for the mass of undead on the mountain. She has often wondered why the cult did not take her. Her mission has somehow sustained her life.

She records Duncan's first coming. He is funny and handsome, she wishes to be young and marry him, but the spell only keeps her living, not young. She admires his purpose and can scarcely believe his tales of princesses and dragons.

Maybe some day soon she'll finish her task.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:01PM

The tea finishes brewing and the sweet aroma of the root fills the air.

Tigger · 12-12-2017 02:01PM

Fourier wrote: »

Journal:

The woman's name was Eba Ekkan. She had been raised on the mountain back when there were several villages along its slopes.

Several centuries ago the cult atop the mountain began kidnapping people and slaughtering them or performing terrible experiments on them. For reasons she is not clear about the cult collapsed one day or the temple was abandoned leaving her the mountain's only survivor. Since that day she dedicated herself to making graves for the mass of undead on the mountain. She has often wondered why the cult did not take her. Her mission has somehow sustained her life.

She records Duncan's first coming. He is funny and handsome, she wishes to be young and marry him, but the spell only keeps her living, not young. She admires his purpose and can scarcely believe his tales of princesses and dragons.

Maybe some day soon she'll finish her task.

Ok final search of the house

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:03PM

The house contains a small book in another hand's writing. "The Desert, The Princess and The Dragon" is the title, it seems to be a work in progress.

The house also contains the equivalent of eight rations of food.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:05PM

BandyLegs attempts to grab Othegre, but she deflects him easily and stands to her feet.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:06PM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard examines the gold pin to see if its safe to pull out.

The pin comes free quite easily.

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:07PM

Digital Solitude wrote: »

OOC: Whos the strongest?

OOC: Ekbard

Necro · 12-12-2017 02:08PM

Bandylegs shouts for help.

'Moy, Ekbard, Xanthea, get this beast off me! And help me find me legs!'

Digital Solitude · 12-12-2017 02:10PM

I pull Xantheas steak out and dive at Otergre

Banjo · 12-12-2017 02:11PM

OOC : At the back of her mind Othegre wonders what would have happened if she'd rolled a 12

Let me know when I'm driving again.

Tigger · 12-12-2017 02:12PM

Fourier wrote: »

The house contains a small book in another hand's writing. "The Desert, The Princess and The Dragon" is the title, it seems to be a work in progress.

The house also contains the equivalent of eight rations of food.

Rations and book in the backpack and then scoop the remains back in the house
Then I set the house on fire

Digital Solitude · 12-12-2017 02:20PM

Tigger wrote: »

Rations and book in the backpack and then scoop the remains back in the house
Then I set the house on fire

OOC: Why? We could have used it for shelter

Tigger · 12-12-2017 02:22PM

Digital Solitude wrote: »

OOC: Why? We could have used it for shelter

Ook
Cos I murdered the owner and when you murder people you burn the evidence
Also so Duncan might come

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:26PM

The house goes up in flames as Goodie is outside watching. Eba's task is over now.

Tigger · 12-12-2017 02:28PM

Fourier wrote: »

The house goes up in flames as Goodie stands outside watching. Eba's task is over now.

I hide I don’t just stand there

Fourier · 12-12-2017 02:40PM

Tigger wrote: »

I hide I don’t just stand there

OOC: No, you stand outside, with your trousers down and a bullseye painted on your arse.

Seriously: Post above edited.

sKeith · 12-12-2017 02:43PM

Ekbard removes the pin from his shoulder and puts it in his backpack.

OOC: assuming very small item.

Necro · 12-12-2017 02:49PM

Bandylegs shouts for Ekbard.

'Laddie, can ye try to find me legs? If we can't find em, you'll have to carry me back down the mountain.'

sKeith · 12-12-2017 02:51PM

Ekbard searches for the dwarves legs.

OOC: search for an hour.

Necro · 12-12-2017 02:53PM

sKeith wrote: »

Ekbard searches for the dwarves legs.

OOC: search for an hour.

OOC: You really don't want to carry me do you :pac::pac:

Banjo · 12-12-2017 03:01PM

"Careful Moy, you don't want to give yourself a splinter."
Othegre allows the stake to connect with her chest. Because she's sealed into a suit of plate armour and Moy really isn't thinking straight. She catches him by the wrist.
"Now... isn't it good manners to tip your driver?"
she turns his wrist vein-up.
"you wouldn't want people to think you're ungrateful, now would you?"
Though her face is obscured by a plate of polished steel, the filagree detailing has a permanant slight-eyebrow-raise for just this kind of occasion.

Digital Solitude · 12-12-2017 03:03PM

Banjo wrote: »

"Careful Moy, you don't want to give yourself a splinter."
Othegre allows the stake to connect with her chest. Because she's sealed into a suit of plate armour and Moy really isn't thinking straight. She catches him by the wrist.
"Now... isn't it good manners to tip your driver?"
she turns his wrist vein-up.
"you wouldn't want people to think you're ungrateful, now would you?"
Though her face is obscured by a plate of polished steel, the filagree detailing has a permanant slight-eyebrow-raise for just this kind of occasion.

OOC: How are you sucking blood through sealed plate? Ill stab your brain if I have to

Banjo · 12-12-2017 03:05PM

Digital Solitude wrote: »

OOC: How are you sucking blood through sealed plate? Ill stab your brain if I have to

OOC : Not my fault Fourier didn't wait for me to roll and wrote it himself. The sealed armour was his idea, but forgetting to mention opening the face plate for feeding? That was Jammai's work

Unless I missed it, I was in a shop speed-reading.

OldGoat · 12-12-2017 03:09PM

I help search the legs and for any signs of my cart.

OOC: I was at 14 HP before the avalanche hit and getting subsequently healed. Guessing I'm pretty low on points still or is Moys healing magic particularly potent .

D&D Act One Scene IV - In the shadow of Sanderjarn

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