Conquest of Darkness (Inactive)

Game Master SinBlade06

An Evil campaign from the mind of the Nameless GM


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Male Snake Assassin

Salazar just stays being sneaky on Tldra's cot trying to relax while they skin humans.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

Agurah can not help but let out a laugh. One that sounds like a mix between a giggling school girl and a demonic entity as she watches his puppy dog eyes. She then proceeds to clean her Chakram sitting on floor at the moment. Her purple eyes seem to watch to see what the Drow will say.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Taldra is aware of Salazar's warmth on the cot behind her. She sits there eying Ian and the human skin trying to figure out exactly how to make the bag. "Ian how big of a bag are we talking here? Back pack? belt pouch? sack? I need something to go off of please. Taldra asks


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

He seems to turn introspective for a long moment. You feel as if he's...somewhere else. He then looks up and says He just wants a belt pouche He is smiling, though somewhat reservedly in comparison to the grin during his blood-high.


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar lifts himself up and wraps his arms around Taldra and rests his head on her sholder, his mask and hood off. He looks tired. and why...are you making a human skin bag?....


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

"It violates the sanctity of nature. I suggest not doing so." says Ybewyr.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

"Very well, a belt pouch it is." Taldra says as she rises and picks up a basket full of crafting supplies.

Craft: Belt pouch 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

If you tan it, it works just like leather. Besides I knew a vampire wizard that wore the skin of his victims. Rather interesting if you ask me. At this point Agurah is eying everyone in the party waiting for the bag to be made.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

He just likes the idea, and its not like its the first human we've butchered he seems to be talking in that unusual 'WE' he starts spouting when he mentions Null. He snaps out of it to take the bag from Taldra, thanking her.


Male Snake Assassin

As Taldra gets up salazar flops back on the cot with his hands behind his head and takes a relaxing position.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

She smiles when the pouch is done. Anything else we need to do my dear allies? She lets off a grunts as she stands up stretching with a yawn.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

what time of day has it gotten to be? And can we disassemble one of the larger tenets for all of us to sleep in?


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian looks down at himself, plastered of blood, and says I do believe I need a bath. Did anyone notice a nearby river or stream on the way here?


Night falls on the Wilds as the human skin bag is finished. A face, stretched in an agonizing scream, is the basis for the bag. One can almost hear the yells of pain...

Then tents that have the barracks have plenty of room to sleep in for everyone.

There is a spring nearby where the cultists were getting their fresh water.

Night preparations must be made. Who will sleep where and who will be doing watches.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Taldra bids everyone a pleasant night and begins getting ready for bed. She tacks the horse off to the side of the wagon so he may feed on the grass nearby. Then straightens up her wagon and lays out her armor for in the morning.

Fort Save 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (19) + 6 = 25

Last watch. Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian proceeds around the barrack tent, using his alarm cantrip to ward it to anyone besides them. He then proceeds to the spring, wo clear the blood and gore.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

Agurah takes the first watch of the night as darkness approaches removing any lighting that will mess with her dark vision. She melts into the night being hidden to most almost invisible. She then listens for anything that might threaten the party.

stealth: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (6) + 14 = 20
perception: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

Ybewyr sleeps like a bear. Betcha Didn't see that comming.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

rimshot for you


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Once Taldra is sure the other have bedded down in the tent for the night she begins to pleasure Salazar. Knowing that she mush be quiet and careful, Taldra takes her time enjoying the moment. It has been a long time since she has gotten to pleasure a man for sheer enjoyment. There is something about Salazar that intrigues Taldra and draws her to want to be with him.


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar was not paying much attention as Taldra was preparing for bed. He looked up and blushed as he was caught off guard by the smexy Drow. He does not resist her advances as it has been some time himself sense he has had this sorta thing. Life as a loner gets, well...lonely? He enjoys the companionship that he gets this night.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian is bored, and provides them with alittle music
Perform: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

Upon hearing the music Aghurah approaches and begins to dance along celebrating their victory unaware of what is going on between the others. Her body bending to the music almost as though controlled by something not of this world as she bends in many....interesting ways.

perform dance: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (8) + 10 = 18


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian watches intently, with a smile on his face. His tune becomes deeper, darker, yet still the same flavor of sound.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

After she finishes the dance with a small smile, giving a small bow, And if I was not your ally you would be missing your money, possibly clothing and dignity. chuckling a little. Perhaps if we go to a ball I can show you the more elegant side to what I do rather then the sensual.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

He smiles, but says naught. He shift his tune to something...less distracting.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

She at this point its on the front of the wagon this would require two for a waltz. Something I do so love back in my younger days around 80 years of age. Stealing from the Golden Rule after swooning young rich men.


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

"Some of us are TRYING TO SLEEP!!" screams Ybewyr as he hears the music.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

Oh you're a party Pooper! She shouts over before leaning back and closing her eyes.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Taldra puts her robe on and opens the door of the wagon, "There is always room for one more in here Sir Manbear if you find the ground to be too cold.", she says with a wicked grin.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

If you are having that much dificulty sleeping you can borrow my bed roll, that or sleep in one of the tents if you do not mind the smell of rotting flesh.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Hey, it doesn't smell that bad. I drug him into the woods, so at most it will smell like blood, which I wouldn't think you mind. Ian says with a smile. And perhaps I could give the 'Big ol' mean bear' *very high-pitch cutesy voice* a lullaby! He has a very nig grin on his face.


Male Human Barbarian 3 Druid 2

Ybewyr turns over and grumbles about how "That dragon's gonna get it." and "Stupid elves..."


Male Snake Assassin

He pokes his head out of the caravan as well, not wearing a shirt but does have his pants on. Oy madman...put down some alarms for us would you...I honestly do not want to keep watch tonight.


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian turns to shirtless an' scaley and says, in a very high, sing-songy voice, Will do, Lover Boy! he surrounds their area with 2 more consecutive radius alarms, one audible, one mental.


Male Snake Assassin

He amuses me...and I know not why. he goes back into the caravan to lay back down.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Now that everyone has bedded down for the night Taldra lays awake thinking. She's sure that Ian and Null are pleasant enough company to keep as is the grumpy manbear. But this new creature, who acts rather odd, she is not sure about. What if that other woman tries to convince Salazar to warm her bed and not Taldra's? Would Salazar even go to her bed?

The thought almost enrage Taldra. She knows how devious another woman can be especially a Drow woman at that. Her biggest worry is things turning out like they did when she fell in love with Dalamar.

Sure she likes Salazar and would like to get to know him but would letting the assassin into her heart lead to both of their down falls? Did Salazar even care for Taldra or was she a means to an end for the assassin to always get his mark?

"Salazar, are you still awake?" asks a sleepy voice. "if you are I just want to let you know that I've grown quite fond of you and would like to spend time in your company more often."


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar had fallen asleep quickly and lays next to Taldra. She really is over thinking as she has successfully placed an assassin in a very difficult position to be in. Salazar lays there with no armor, no weapons, no way to truly defend himself if something goes wrong or if he is attacked. No paranoid assassin would be in this position if it wasn't for a VERY good reason.

His eyes open as he is called on and he mutters something very quietly in his own language. Nothing bad at all. Just a..slip of the forked tongue as it were.

He stays quiet for a moment but shifts himself to his side, facing Taldra and wraps his arms around her, his scales brushing up against her drow skin and pulls her close. His voice is sleepy as well and slowly fades I still do not see what you see in me. I'm sure you know why I keep my eyes on you. More then just to keep you out of trouble. He had more he would have wanted to say but he kinda passes back out after that last remark.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

As the Dahpire lays on her bedroll close to the wagon, she curls up to herself wondering what she has gotten herself into. Would The Raven even keep his promise, would her father be able to suffer the way she wants him to after all the years that he was not there. Had he fathered others beside herself. So many thoughts ran through her head, so many things that she wanted answered. The Drow and the Snake man seemed close together, something she had not experienced in years since she was about 70 years of age, The man was 20 when she meet him. He had passed away sometime ago when he was about 50. She has closed off emotions after that. Why fall inlove and keep someone close when in the end they would die and she would live to be around 300-400 years before she finally died herself.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

When it's her turn to keep watch Taldra gets up and dressed. She is careful to not wake Salazar. Armed with her bow and sword, Taldra leaves her wagon and its out on the porch area to keep watch.

Perseption 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

Ian is still up for Taldra's watch, as he can't sleep: Too much bloodshed that day. He is once again shrouded in Null, and as Taldra sits for her watch, she notices the mask of their face shift and change constantly, as if he is having a heated discussion with someone...not there.


The night passes without incident. Ybewyr might get a flea or two from sleeping on the ground, but there's nothing that threatens the party.

It'll take a few days to get back to the Grey Kingdom, but considering the amount of blood and the unnatural aura that Moone's summon has, you need not worry about animals attacking you on the way back.

When you return to Rivenmane and the Fleeting Quail, the barkeep lets you know that there's a package for you in the back.

In the back, there is no chest to greet you. Instead, just a small letter with the Raven's seal in wax.

Note:

My dear adventurers,

I am glad you were able to dispatch that cult as quickly as you did. I feel as though their possessions are payment enough.

Agurah and Ybewyr, your bounties are being lifted as we speak.

Taldra and Salazar, I trust there will be no further complications. We don't need something like that interfering with further operations.

Plan ahead, as I will need your services once more.

The next place I will send you is in the Badlands. Yes yes, I've heard of the dangers. I know you shall be able to handle yourselves.

When you are prepared, speak to the barkeep and show him this letter. He'll tell you what's next.

In good favor,
The Raven of Blackmoor.

A Knowledge Nature, Geography, or Local will tell you about the Badlands.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

knowledge local: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (1) + 10 = 11

Well this sounds like fun...I am staying with you until I see no need or something that will promise more money arises.


Male Snake Assassin

Salazar reads the quote and his hood and mask covers the look of concern on his face. He knows what happens to people like them, when the people like the Raven are done with them. Most of the time it is not nice to think about but both of the types of people need one another to accomplish whatever the money pays for so he keeps his concerns to himself.

....quaint...

Know Geo 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

After everyone has read the note, Ian smiles, flips the note over, and writes a short note.

Reply:
What is this? No special instructions for your resident butcher? I feel left out...


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

So Ian what is your plan before we depart to do whatever is needed? Agurah asks curiously while they sit in the back room.


Female Elf Cleric 5/Rouge 1

Knowledge: Local 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (10) + 8 = 18
Knowledge: Nature 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Knowledge: Geography 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17

Taldra is not thrilled with the letter from the Raven. She begins to let out a string of undercommon that does not sound pleasant. Once she finishes she turns to Salazar,"If he thinks he's bring me down and making me the means to an end, then he has another thing coming. I will stop him and protect you as well. Besides he's just one man."


Male Half-elf Level 8 Bard(Sound Striker)

He seems to pause for a moment, and then ask Is there a fight club or brawl around the town Agurah? Its been a week and Null is still charged from the cultists. Sometimes he's like a damned child, he needs to burn energy.


Female Dahphir Rogue 5 Shadowdancer 2
stats:
AC:19 FF: 19 Touch: 14 | Saves: Fort: +4 Ref: +8 Will: +4| Perception: +14 | Init: +3 | HP: 57/57 | CMB: 6 | CMD: 20

knowldge local: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (2) + 10 = 12

Well I do not know of a local fight club, however there are criminals that have bountys on their heads. You can turn them in dead or alive...but it has to be more then their heads. They usually come around at night or high noon when the market is most active.

She then smiles a little. I have me a post man to talk with.


You are given enough time to plan ahead for your next mission. This includes the training and education you would need for a mission of such importance.

Level up!

Agurah, you don't lvl up. Everyone else does.

All your knowledge rolls combined give you this information:

The Badlands are filled with naught but volcanoes and ruins of the Drow civilizations. Although they are said to have many lost treasures, none are brave or foolish enough to venture there. And there's something about the sand and ashes. Anyone who stays long enough succumbs to some form of illness. No one has been around long enough for the affects to be studied.

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