It's a calculated gamble, but Tark is hoping his held action to charge will allow him to get to anything approaching Choco, before anything can cause it harm. Of course, Tark's thinking is largely limited to 2-dimensional thinking :)
Klepy fires a pot shot at the wyvern thingy. I guess I am too far to sneak it though.
Attack:1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9 For:1d8 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Chocobo will race towards Klepy seeking protection from its master.
Roll perceptions (anyone else) to identify what the rider is. Bucko's in the open, so he sees it fine as it flies by. Velag will have to move to do the spell.
Bucko and Velag
Spoiler:
It's a lizardfolk wearing a cloak and a big sword.
Velag will rush out to within 40' (max range) to cast his spell, and then shout out, "We not druids! We hates druidses since Vorka tried eat us! Where see druid? We help kills!"
"Giants takes gobbie village slaves an eatses them stoopid giants, then we kills stoopid giants an saved gobbies. They was go this direction we goes find out what giants does in gobbie landses!"
Bucko leaves out Boggards in his rant against giants!
Velag notices Bucko's lack of boggard-killing talk, and adds, "Also, we just helpded the Lizard King a few days ago! Lookit, me even have Lizzie Herb Pouch from sweat-hut thingy!"
I apologize for killing your beast. I mistook you for that she-devil who's been helping the boggards. She flies about, they say, spying for them, and killing any who try to stop her.
He rides forward and dismounts. I am called Lirik. My tribe sent me to find and kill her before she causes the death of more of my people. I know of the Lizard King, but my tribe lives far from here, and we rarely have much to do with him. If you are serious about your poor mount, mine is always hungry.
"Bucko not checkses mount him maybe jus sinjeed rather than deads."
"I Bucko I witch. This Klepy him stickies with kookies. That Tark him likes tah bash tings flat. Him Velagses he likes to judge tings stupid an destroys them."
Did not! I was outta the blast. Though I will beg Bucko to make with the healy-hex for poor Bayleff..
Also, as the Lizard talks, Velag gets a little skeptical, Might be bad-lizard who wants to trap us.. and activates his discern lies.
(Also -> Velag tries to get a read on the guy, especially as to whether he's actually surprised to find us and that we're not Vorka... Sense Motive -> 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30)
Did not! I was outta the blast. Though I will beg Bucko to make with the healy-hex for poor Bayleff..
Also, as the Lizard talks, Velag gets a little skeptical, Might be bad-lizard who wants to trap us.. and activates his discern lies.
(Also -> Velag tries to get a read on the guy, especially as to whether he's actually surprised to find us and that we're not Vorka... Sense Motive -> d20+12)
He seems sincere. He really was surprised Bucko wasn't Vorka. Tough goblins are pretty rare around his neck o' the swamp.
He'll camp with you, if you can keep Klepy out of his stuff.
"Bad klepies! you askes before you borrow anytings. Klepy is curous about shiny tings, maybe we has time to tell tales an stories o some types. You uses sword an magicses? Bucko not unnerstand youses ways. Maybe we trades some tings later. I hases some tings, unless Klepy borrows them already. No worry we make sure you hases all yer tings afor yah leaveses!"
Lirik was cooking a dire boar when you showed up. He shares that and a bottle of strange wine with you.
His story is much like yours. Boggards galore swarming around. He's killed a buttload, but he's after Vorka, specifically. She's been spying on non-boggards and informing someone, making it hard to fight them.
He doesn't seem to know anything about the mogo, if you bother to mention it.
Klepy would have rummaged around in Lirik's saddlebags. When Bucko stop him he whines. "Why yous stop Klepy? Klepy wants shinys. Normal tings just fine too but pefers shinys." Klepy wanders away from the party and finds a spot to be alone and pouts.
You pass another threat-free night, and get directions.
The main breeding pools are huge, and surround a stronghold of sorts where there are boggard priest-kings and guards surrounding a tree-covered swamp. Captured creatures are thrown into the bog, along with a few boggards if the supply of victims runs short. Whatever's in there is voracious. Some lizardfolk thought it might be a huge dragon, but that doesn't explain the growing number of new boggards. It's 2 days away, mounted. You'd have to be sneaky to get in there without getting swarmed.
