After having some of that fresh roasted boar as an evening meal, most of you fall into your bedrolls, happy to have some hours of sleep after those long hours of riding through the woods.
Going towards midnight, you notice some horses getting nervous.
Big Ern kicks Agerron in the ribs with his hobnail boot.
"Hey, wake up. I think there's something out there."
He uncorks his mutagen and drinks it as a precaution.
Agerron wakes with a start, but is up pretty quickly. He reaches for his sword, and asks, "What'd you hear?"
"Beats me, but the horses are acting squirrely."
If he has time, Big Ern walks over to Whiskeyjack and kicks him next.
Kicking Agerron while drinking a mutagen, Big Ern looks intently towards the horses, searching for a sign what might cause the ruckus, but not seeing anything interesting.
Neither Whiskeyjack nor Tyr awake from the spoken words, but Agerron is quickly up from the kick.
initiative
Glancing at his armor lying on the ground, Agerron casts shield of faith on himself.
[dice=initiative]1d20+4/dice] for when I wake up.
Glancing at his armor lying on the ground, Agerron casts shield of faith on himself.
Just as he finishes with his magics, you all hear the howling of wolves from your south, then an answering howling from the northeast. It is pretty close by (but still outside the range of the firelight) and wakes near everyone still sleeping.
"ZZZzzz."
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Tyr wakes with a start at the eerie, echoing howls...
"Wha...!" Sitting and instinctively reaching for his great sword which is never far from arm's reach.
Perception
Initative
lemme try this again.
As noted, Big Ern wakes up Whiskeyjack with a boot to the ribs.
"Hey sleepyheads -- WAKE UP!!!" Big Ern hollers.
Still blearily peering out from between sleep encrusted lids Tyr responds,
"I'm awake, I'm awake...I'm just not up yet..."
"Huh, what's going on?"
Big Ern kicks Whiskeyjack in the side, even though the Dwarf just was wakened by the howls of the wolves.
Nero grabs his bow and arrows and carefully moves out of his tent looking for the wolves.
If he sees a wolf he will shoot, if jot his shot is readied for when he does see one.
Tyr stands slowly, lifting his great sword into a 'guard' position as he stares out into the night.
As soon as he sees one, Agerron will charge the closest wolf.
attack
damage
Nero gazes into the dark of the woods, an arrow readied to let loose on any wolf he sees. Circling the perimeter he finds one next to a tree and shoots, hitting it in the side.
The wolf howls again, in pain this time.
Agerron readies himself to charge a wolf when one enter the circle of light the campfire sheds.
Seeing a wolf Agerron waits just long enough for him to get in range, then runs up, his weapon hefted, cleaving into the hide of the animal, leaving a gushing wound along it's side.
Another howl of pain emits, but the wolf is not dealt with yet.
It bites towards the man that just sliced him:
The wolf's jaw closes around the arm of Agerron, doing only meager damage . Appearently the cut drowned a lot of strength of the beast. It even tries to drag the man to the ground but is unsuccessful.
It is not the only wolf to enter the camp though: two more come out of the darkness, one charging at Majet, the other running towards Tyr.
The wolf attacking Majet bites her at the waist , near tearing a piece of flesh out of the small humanoid. Only the dexterity of the gnome stops the wolf from knocking her prone.
The human Tyr looked in the wrong direction, when the wolf hit him and bit down on his right thigh . Surprise and momentum lead to Tyr being triped and landing on the ground.
Tyr stoically attempts to just roll over, under the wolf and deal with the beast...Man to wolf...
Big Ern starts foaming at the mouth and chops at the wolf attacking Tyr.
greataxe, no power attack, rage + mutagen
Whiskeyjack grabbed his morningstar and looked about. He saw the wolf mangling Majet and called upon Torag's power. He sent a mental command to the wolf to attack its allies. He infused enough additional magic into the spell to affect the wolf's nearest ally, if the first shook off the effects.
Take up morningstar.
Cast a Bouncing Murderous Command on the wolf attacking Majet, DC 14 to resist. Alternate target will be the closest wolf to Majet's foe.
Murderous Command - You give the target a mental urge to kill its nearest ally, which it obeys to the best of its ability. The target attacks its nearest ally on its next turn with a melee weapon or natural weapon. If necessary, it moves to or charges to the nearest ally in order to make this attack. If it is unable to reach its closest ally on its next turn, the target uses its turn to get as close as possible to the ally.
Round one
Nero will fire again at the wolf he shot earlier hopefully before it can move in and hit anyone.
+1 if within 30ft +1 if within 30ft
+1 if within 30ft
Big Ern rages into a frenzy, choping the wolf that attacked Tyr into little pieces, leaving not much more than bloody pulp.
Majet takes a step back from the wolf, raising her heavy crossbow all the while and leveling it at her attacker:
Being that close to the wolf she hits it in the eye, half blinding the wolf.
Whiskeyjack grabs his morningstar and casts a spell targeted at the wolf Majet just shot at.
Tyr sits up, brushing/wiping bits of bloody meat and fur from himself,
"Thanks."
Whiskeyjack waits for his target to attack another wolf, then launches himself forward to attack the injured wolf with his hammer.
attack
damage
Agerron takes another hack at the injured wolf.
attack
damage
Tyr gets up and grabs his sword again, thanking Big Ern for the rescue.
Nero looses another arrow at the already hurt wolf out in the woods, scoring a perfect heart shot and the wolf drops dead.
Agerron finishes the animal attacking him just as well, with a well-placed swing of his greatsword.
The wolf Whiskeyjack commanded to attack his allies now has no more allies to attack and is thus stunned, simply standing in the camp, looking around.
Big Ern uses this time to charge over to the wolf, hacking at it like mere seconds ago he did to another:
He easily disassembles the remaining wolf, even before Whiskeyjack or Majet have the chance to do so.
Tyr simply starts about cleaning himself and his wounds.
"So...time for my shift?" He asks, sounding unconcerned.
Big Ern stops raging and lets out a big yawn. "Man, killing wolves tires me out like a son of a b~+~$. Wake me up when it's morning."
He takes off his breastplate, cleans off his axe, plops down on the ground and starts snoring immediately.
The dwarf grumbled to himself as the last two wolves fell. "Jest as soon's stayed in th' sack. Didnae need me t' be muckin' about, wastin' spells'n such." Then, he turned to Majet and reached out a hand. The wand there touched the inquisitor gently and flooded her with healing energy.
"Anyone else need a bit o' healin' before we get back t' sleep?"
"Keast it wasent a plant thing this time."
"So much for a good nights sleep. I vote we sleep in."
Agerron settles back down, and prepares to return to sleep. "If you want an extra half hour, you can skip breakfast. But we got too much area to explore to be sleeping in long."
Pharast 25th, Oathday
The new day greets you with the stink of wet wolves, still scattered around your campsite.
A light dripping of rain is topping it off.
After a brief breakfast, you start looking for a site that would be a good place for an Erastil-Temple.