Natalya Artemisa |
No easy/clear shot!
Natalya mutters under her breath and decides to try and distract the man instead, aiming her coin at him to make him duck in to Therric's swing.
aid another: 1d20 + 4 - 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 - 4 = 6
The shot goes wide though and the man ignores it.
Zahel Greyhawk |
Thanks GM
The half-elf tried to distract the boar with the point of his rapier to help Therric.
Aid Another: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 4 = 21
DM Lil" Eschie |
Bojask simply tries his luck again at axe throwing
Hand axe: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17
His aim is better, but one more time Therric manages to dodge the weapon. Nevertheless, the man still has the guts to brag
Don't feel sad for me, I got a bigger axe waiting for you, my boys, and this one is real thirsty of blood...
Init Roll
Boar (20) Done
Cameron (17) Done
Therric (13) done
Alayna (11) done
Zahel (10) done
Natalya (7) done
Bojask (6) done
Nessa (3) NOW!
Team Bonus: Sermonic Performance (+1 hit/dmg)
Natalya Artemisa |
Natalya shrugs and grins wolfishly
All this talk of big weapons and he only wants to play with the boys, how sad!
Nessa Meretrix |
HEaring Alayna's request Nessa moved into the space she'd just vacated and began to cast. She had to be careful to avoid the boar's tusks but fortunately her pet paladin was there to help intercept them.
Cast defensively dc 17: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (9) + 6 = 15
DC 15 will save vs color spray.
Nessa Meretrix |
Here's hoping, I think it will and it gives me the nice cone shape that gets both of them and misses Therric.
Oh, and I moved your marker Alayna, you'd forgotten to do so.
DM Lil" Eschie |
I'll rule that the door protects you
Will save, boar: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Unconcious, blinded and stun: 2d4 ⇒ (2, 2) = 4
blinded and stun: 1d4 ⇒ 2+1 round Stun
The boar is down, still grunting, its tusks scything on the ground for a few seconds before conciousness abandon it
Will save, Bojask: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12
blinded and stun: 1d4 ⇒ 1+1 round Stun
Bojask shouts
My eyes! What have you done to my eyes!
There is a loud *clank* as the man let his axe fall, rubbing his eyes feverishly
The boar can be "coup de Graced", Bojask is disarmed
Alayna Rochelle |
Alayna moves like lightning into the room and puts her scourge to work on the staggering brute. "Ya shoulda picked a better boss, ya dumb thug!"
Trip: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22 B loses his DEX to AC and takes a -2 AC penalty while stunned. Does this apply to his CMD, too?
Therric Morant |
Round 3: Actions
Full-Round Action: Coup-de-Grace the boar!
Therric raises his scimitar over his head and brings it down on the boar's neck...
Power Attack Crit Damage: 2d6 + 10 ⇒ (6, 3) + 10 = 19 DC 29 Fortitude Save to survive or the boar's dead.
"Thanks Nessa!"
Cameron Hawkwinter |
I suppose Cameron could have CDG the boar, but it's a shame to waste the truestrike.
Cameron bursts into the room with Alayna, before lowering his spear at Bojask and running him through!
Longspear, inspire, true strike: 1d20 + 3 + 1 + 20 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 + 20 = 30
Damage: 1d8 + 3 + 1 ⇒ (6) + 3 + 1 = 10
Inspire runs out at the end of this round.
DM Lil" Eschie |
The boar's life ends right now, under the powerful strike of Therric's scimitar.
Unless it can continue to live beheaded.
Bojask won't escape unscathed either, as Cameron's spear pierces his flesh, right after Alayna's whip put him on his back. The ugly man rises his hands, even if he cannot see where the next blow will come from.
I surrender! I surrender! Don't hit me!
Boar fortitude save is only +6. Giving you a +2 Circumstancial bonus to Intimidate or sense motive rolls vs Bojask, due to expert teamwork.
Alayna Rochelle |
"Why 'as Saul set you as a guard dog down here? What's his blasted soul hidin' from those he'd call 'is own?"
Intimidate!: 1d20 + 6 + 2 ⇒ (1) + 6 + 2 = 9
Or not...any aid anothers would be much appreciated :[
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Cameron considers for a moment before asking pointedly, "I see. Ok then Bojask start talking! Tell us something we don't know, for example what really happened to Larur, or what Saul's been doing with all that gold he's siphoned off..." The last was a gamble, Cameron suspected Saul had been embezzling funds, but he'd never seen any proof.
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (12) + 8 = 20
DM Lil" Eschie |
And what will I gain, if I spill the beans? Freedom? A pat on the shoulder? A two day start before the hunt??
Therric Morant |
Therric glares at Bojask. "Well, considering all the criminal activity you've likely helped with, we might be able to convince the gendarmes to grant you some leniency when we hand you over to them."
Diplomacy?: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (5) + 10 = 15
Cameron Hawkwinter |
'Interesting he's afraid of somebody here, but it isn't me or Alyana for that matter. I bet it's Nessa.' muses Cameron. He studies Bojask's body language when people talk, trying to figure out if his guess is right.
It suddenly occurs to Cameron that something might precipitate things, he catches Nessa's eye and mimes biting. He points at Bojask and winks.
Sense Motive for Bojask's reaction: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22
Natalya Artemisa |
Aye, you're better off parlaying with us than risking less friendly ears...
aid another (diplomacy): 1d20 ⇒ 11
Nessa Meretrix |
With the pig dead Nessa found herself delighted, the beast's bloody destruction tickled something inside of her in a most satisfying way. She was feeling quite playful at the moment and noticed Cameron's gesture and realizes what he wants her to do almost immediately. She begins to walk towards Bojask, her hips swaying seductively and her wings folded down. As she approached him she her eyes were hungry as she looked him over and, when she reached him, she leaned in close and said quietly, "Do you desire me?" She leaned in even closer, almost pressing herself against him, "Do you want to know what it's like to screw a succubus? I'm as close as you could ever get to one and survive, would that be worth it to you?"
Zahel Greyhawk |
"We're listening to you, Bojask, but we haven't got all day. Tell us what you know, and we'll talk to the guards. Keep your mouth shut, and there'll be no agreement."
Diplomacy?: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (1) + 6 = 7
DM Lil" Eschie |
I don't want the gendarmes. I just want to be able to get away. That's my deal.
When Nessa get closer, Bojask tries to get farther from her, until his back hit the wall
I'm not in the mood for your dirty tricks..
Nessa Meretrix |
Nessa was quite pleased with the way Bojask seemed to be scared of her and took one more step towards him with a vicious grin, "Dirty tricks? Your boss loves those dirty tricks, are you saying your better than him? Oh just wait until I tell Saul that one." Her grin turned nasty as she said, "Or is it that you like animals instead of people, I can accomodate you, I am part serpent after all," she let her fangs snick down into position, "see? If you don't tell us what we want to know your troubles will be even worse, particularly if you lie to us. Then you'll be mine and I'll show you just how right you are to be scared!"
Intimidate: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (6) + 4 = 10
Cameron Hawkwinter |
"You know I don't think that's it Nessa, Bojask's scared of magic... You already blinded him, who knows what else you could do to him with a click of your fingers? A few fancy words and he's convinced he's your best friend forever, or perhaps you'll turn him into a frog or rip his soul out. Yeah you know I think he'd make a pretty good piglet, could turn him into one Nessa? I fancy a few rashers of bacon." Cameron started off seriously, but he was laying it on thick and towards the end he could barely hold it together. Fortunately Bojask couldn't see...
DM Lil" Eschie |
Bojask loses it
Get her off of me!
He turns his face from Nessa, and looks frantic
What do you want to know? I'm not Saul's confident, I don't know everything! I don't know anything about what Saul's doin" with the missing gold... I guess he's ransomed, or something like that! Maybe he's paying for protection, and it doesn't work much, but maybe it's working and it could have been worse, for all I know!
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Cameron fingers his butterfly broach and whispers a prayer and then considers Bojask's words. Somewhat suspiciously Cameron says, "So you're telling us you don't know anything." It was possible Bojask genuinely didn't know anything, Saul wasn't exactly forthcoming about his affairs. Still Cameron found it hard to credit Bojask being completely ignorant.
Sense Motive with guidance: 1d20 + 8 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 8 + 1 = 12
Alayna Rochelle |
Alayna all but interrupts Cameron, "Bash 'is lights out an' leave bound n' gagged. He's mor'a poppet than we be." She sneers at Bojask as she recoils her scourge. "If it makes ya feel better, it could be what save his life if we cannae resolve Saul on our own."
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Cameron's taunts about Nessa's magic fell strangely flat. Shaking his head slightly, Cameron mutters, "No it's not the magic either. Nessa I don't know why, but he's scared of you. Oh he's holding something back, but something unrelated to Saul's secrets."
Therric Morant |
"Uh..." Therric was about to offer his own guess, but Alayna's reply causes him to lose his train of thought.
"...sir, why, exactly, are you scared of Nessa?" The squire opts to forego any guesses and simply ask the man directly.
Not the most subtle way, but here it looks like subtlety isn't going to help much.
Natalya Artemisa |
Natalya laughs
Whether Therric swears or not, the only thing keeping her from you now is answering that question...
DM Lil" Eschie |
The man waits for Therric answer, anyway, but he has the guts to wink to Cameron
Gotta take my chances, hu? Lady Luck can't always be on your side.
Perception, Cameron: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (9) + 4 = 13
Perception, Alayna: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
Perception, Natalya: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (9) + 9 = 18
Perception, Therric: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5
Perception, Nessa: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11
Perception, Zahel: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (13) + 10 = 23
Therric Morant |
Therric sighs. "Alright, sir--I swear on my honour as a squire of Sarenrae that I will not allow any harm to come to you because of Nessa."
Zahel Greyhawk |
Zahel was keeping his eyes on Bojask, when something suddenly seemed strange to him. His look became more suspicious; eventually, he unfolded his arms, and asked the half-orc:
"Let's start with an easy one. What is it that you've hidden in that box?"
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Cameron nods at Zahel, that's was a good observation. A possibility occurred, Maybe he things we're here to rob him? Quietly to Zahel Cameron suggested, "Mmm interesting, probably his savings." Turing to Bojask, Cameron said, "Personally I have no interest in stealing from you Bojask although you should answer the man's question, what's in there?"
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
DM Lil" Eschie |
You people play straight. I'll tell you why: cause she's a Calistrian. And those loonies are hell-bent on revenge, when they aren't fornicating. Saul asked me to kill a woman, some time ago, a prostitute. Told me she saw too much, and must be silenced at all cost. Didn't told me what she saw, didn't asked cause I don't wanted to get killed too. Not the first time Saul asked me to kill someone who knew too much. Remember Larur, the dwarf? There might still be some of Larur in the boar's pen, I guess it did manage to eat most of him anyway.
Bojask's eyes are those of a remorseless killer.
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Mmm yes Cameron would want vengeance for Larur too. Would you be satisfied if we frog match him to Sgt Drexell? I'm thinking of Therric here, he gave his word.
Therric Morant |
To be fair, I gave my word that he wouldn't come to harm from Nessa. ;)
If anything, given that Bojask doesn't feel any remorse for either murdering Larur or a prostitute, Therric would be more inclined to gut the bastard himself. But I'm fine with dragging his ass to Sgt. Drexell and letting him sort him out.
Nessa Meretrix |
You also never said how long he'd be free from harm from me. Besides, I'm much more vicious than simply killing him, that's far too good for him.
Nessa's tail stilled at the man's revelation and for an instant rage came over her. The only reason she held back was that Therric had given his word and she liked Therric. Instead she looked at him and practically hissed out, "You assume I would kill you, there are far worse things than death." She considered what to do and said, "I think that your death is required, too bad I won't get to enjoy it. Hmm, may even my dark mother would like you, she always did enjoy pigs like you, too bad I can't reach her." She shrugged and saw how angry Alayna looked and turned her back on the man deliberately. She began to walk away and, when she reached Alayna, leaned in to kiss her cheek a moment and said in a faux whisper, "He's all your." She gestured to Therric and said, "We need to have a talk...now." She reached out to grab Therric's armor and pull him back the way they'd come for a "discussion".
Therric Morant |
Any notion of granting mercy to Bojask promptly vanished from Therric's mind when the man explained what he did to Larur and a prostitute. His hand clenches into a fist and he wordlessly follows Nessa as she tugs him away from the discussion.
He had no illusions as to what was going to happen to Bojask next. Sarenrae willing, he'd take the man's head himself if he could.
Nessa Meretrix |
Therric Morant |
"How about dinner? See, I was planning on asking you if you wanted to go somewhere nice for dinner once we were done here, but... well, now seems like as good a time as any." He says in a calm voice. "And I'll pay for it."
Cameron Hawkwinter |
Well the paladin left the room...
Bojask's words left Cameron cold, this was a killer they where dealing with. Of course if they just killed him, wouldn't that make them just as bad? Seeing the fury in Alayna's eyes, Cameron whispers, "I'll back ye up, but it's better if we take him to Drexell. Saul is the brains behind this." Up to you Alayna, Cameron isn't going to stop you - but being a nosy priest he's trying to be the better angel of your (and well everyone's) conscience.
Alayna Rochelle |
"Riddleport be a town like no other! An' I aim ta Rid this port o' this trash." In one motion she unslings her scourge and drags it across Bojask's chest. "One lash for the prozzie you bragged o' killin'!"
Scourge, prone: 1d20 + 8 + 4 ⇒ (17) + 8 + 4 = 29 for Damage: 1d4 + 5 ⇒ (1) + 5 = 6
The lash comes back around with a sibilant hiss, "Two lashes for braggin' on killin' Therric!"
Alayna will beat him to death if given the chance.