AZ's Kingmaker
Game Master Azure_Zero

Mikka awakens with the dawn and begins a few drills, moving through the various defenses and parries with his dueling sword.

Hod will join Mikka and do some mock sparring to get sharp for the day.

Elaine looks to the sky to try to forecast the weather. survival 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (13) + 8 = 21

I'll be a good sunny day, with some humidity

Elaine says "The weather looks sunny but we should not have any delays today."

When Halloran is preparing his spells for the day, he'll prepare detect magic, which he'll use on the items he appraised the night before.

Did anybody want any of this? he asks gesturing to the weapons and armor. If not we should probably load it on the horses.

Did Halloran regain any of his STR, after a night of rest?

you regain one point of strength damage per night of rest I think.

Elaine says "I don't really want any of it not that I can use much of it"

1 point for 8 hours rest.

"Let me have a look." Asok says, and strolls over to the pile. He picks up the chain shirt and gives it a look. "I think I can make use of this, with a little cleaning." he says with a grin.

So he's currently at 9 strength, did any of the items he cast detect magic on, prove to be magical?

Help yourself, Halloran says to Asok, I have no use for it.

No magical gear found

"You feel well enough to move on, Halloran, or are we going back?"

If you stay in the rocking chair, you should be safe enough.

I'm not going to be arm wrestling anyone in the near future, but I can go on. However there is another matter we need to consider.

With this he points to Buckwell's corpse, Are we bringing our late companion with us? By my count it will take us at least 3 days to explore in the direction we were going in. And after 3 days he's going to start smelling a little "ripe", which will not only be unpleasant for us, but could also attract scavengers, or even predators.

Halloran shakes his head, As I see it we have two options, we can bury him here, or take him back to the fort for burial, anything else just won't work.

Asok frowns. "I don't much like the idea of hauling his corpse across the Greenbelt while we chase Mites. I say we go back to Oleg's to give the man a proper burial. Nothing else will do." he says angrily. "I hope you all will know I will do the same for you if it came to that."

Elaine says "Hauling a corpse will attract carrion beasts and might endanger us all. Definetly no farther than Oleg's. "

You all head back to Olegs.

upon seeing your arrival asks
"What Happened?"

Elaine says "We got ambushed by spiders."

Big ones, Halloran adds to Elaine's statement, after he dismounts he continues, they grabbed me and Buckwell and dragged us into their layers, by the time our companions came to our rescue, we'd each been bitten several times. I barely survived, unfortunately Buckwell didn't and we decided to bring him back here to bury him.

Halloran looks at Alkaid and says, Not to appear callous, but I was wondering if you had anything to treat spider poison? I'm better than I was, but I'm still a trifle weak.

Please check discussion forum for treasure division.

"I'm afraid, that's beyond my skills at the moment."

Happs:
"Holy crap, what happened to you guys?"

wrong alias? who is Happs

Wrong alias, Nope.

Elaine asks "Who are you?"

Happs:
"Is it not rude to ask someone's name before giving your own name."

"Elaine, This is Happs.
I've been helping him and others in their redemption."

Asok climbs down from Brand and leads him to the stables, giving Happs a curious look. When he returns he attends to Buckwell's corpse, carrying him down and approaching Alkaid. "I hope you have rites to set him to rest so we can bury him in peace." the Half-Orc says solemnly.

"I'll do what I can so his soul my rest in peace."

Thank you, Alkaid. Halloran says to her.

Turning to Happs, he repeats what he said to Alkaid, We were attacked by large spiders and they killed our gnomish companion, Buckwell.

To Elaine he says, You remember when you first came here, I mentioned capturing some bandits? Well, Happs here, he indicates him with a hand, is one of them. Alkaid has been working to convince him and his companions, that their are better ways to make a living, than stealing from other people.

as Buckwell is laid to rest Alkaid sing a hymn.

perform sing: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15

Hymn

With Azure's permission I'm going to skip ahead a little.

After the funeral, during dinner Halloran will share the proceeds from the items he sold to Oleg with the rest of the party.

Check the discussion forum for how much everyone gets.

He will also break open a bottle from his stash, NOT Black Jack.

He'll try to get Bond's Booze, but if he can't tell them apart, he'll just pick one at random, provided it isn't black jack.

After he pours for everyone, Halloran raises his glass and says, To Buckwell, we didn't know him long, but we'll miss him forever.

Mikka drinks to that toast, silently and reflects on mortality.

Nice to see someone remembering the booze,
and recalling the strongest stuff.

Halloran selects Bond's Booze by good luck.

need fort saves

Elaine asks "Are you sure this is not as strong as last time?"

Asok puts a hand on Alkaid's shoulder after the hymn, "Thank you. It was beautiful." he says. Later as they sit around the table, he raises his glass with the others to Buck's memory. "He came her like the rest of us, looking for a new start, and now he is planted in the soil of the land we hope to grow. His sacrifice is to make us all stronger."

Fort 1d20 ⇒ 8

Fort 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (1) + 4 = 5

Mikka embraces the drunkening.

In reply to Elaine's question Halloran says, Actually no, I'm not. and drinks his glass.

Fort save: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (1) + 1 = 2

Ohhh, he's gonna feel that one in the morning.

Elaine will sniff the bottle to try and determine how strong the smell of alchol is and what it was made from.perception 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18

It's a low alcohol drink to the best of your senses

Halloran with that natural one on Bond's booze,
you act slightly more sophisticated and playboyish, Like James Bond.

Elaine says "doesn't seem strong" and pours herself a glass. Fort save
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Shaken, not stirred.

Fort Save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18

Silstaren remains respectfully quiet throughout the memorial service.

****

Looking over Buckwell's goods, he spots the leather scroll case and it sparks an idea. "If none of you would consider it disrespectful, I would keep this in memory of Buckwell."

I don't see a problem with that, I'll take this as my own keepsake. Halloran says taking Buckwell's light crossbow and crossbow bolts.

Mikka removes one of the copper pieces from Buckwell's pouch and pulls a knife from his pocket. He spends some time carving Buckwell's name and date of death in the coin on opposite sides, then punches a hole in the coin and wears it on a thong around his neck. He does this wordlessly, and afterwards seems relieved and more his usual boisterous self.

"So, once we've said our goodbyes, when do we head out again?"

Elaine asks "tommorow?"

Elaine asks "tommorow?"

Silstaren flips a a hammer into the air and snatches after two revoultions. "Tomorrow."

Asok retrieves a simple flask from Buckwell's belongings and is seen etching it over the next couple weeks.

He nods at Elaine's question. "I think we may go out again tomorrow." he says.

Tomorrow it is, Halloran agrees. While stowing the crossbow and bolts.

I though you were suppose to be drunk?