Of Kings and Commoners - Kingmaker AP

Game Master RPGGGM

Seeing the horse still trash around just below her lookout, and with no more targets in sight, but one Boggard trying to flee, Alia drops her bow, then jumps down aiming for the horse, hoping to direct it's raw force into pursuit of the Boggard.

Acrobatics(Jump down and land on Horse): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25
Ride(Fast Mount): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (14) + 7 = 21
Ride(Control Mount in Battle?): 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25

Honestly, I know that's for the movies. I'm just hoping rule-of-cool overrides realism for that kind of thing.

I assume the fleeing Boggard releases its grip on me?

Yes, it is a free action for them that I forgot mention.

RPGGGM wrote:

Any other targets you might like to try to hit?

Seeing its allies downed the final boggard makes a hopping run for it, taking cover in the shrubs. Withdraw action.

Looks like I have line-of-sight to Green. Might as well take the shot at him instead. Range is 120 feet so I can still hit him.

Numalar tosses a fist-sized flame up up up into the air as the last boggard runs and hops a zigzag pattern into the distance. It connects and the creature tumbles over.

Alia meanwhile, pulls an Orlando Bloom Legolas, in full view of Celyne, and calms the horse.

END COMBAT

"Well, that was a hoot!" Scarlet exhales deeply. "Good goin' Alia!" She cheers as the elf takes raw control of the horse. "Hmpf. What did these Boggards want with us, anyway?"

"Let's search them see if we can find anything that points to them having more motive than wanting to eat the horses."

Zokon will search the bodies and see if he can find anything

Celyne breathes a sigh of relief. "THank you, Alia... I owe you for that one... Very impressive. You have a talent I was not aware of, it seems... Alia, Horse Whisperer." Celyne grins and takes a deep cleansing breath as she realizes she's now out of danger. "So anyone have any idea why they attacked? I wasn't aware giant frogs ate horses."

"They just struck at the horses with their spiked clubs. They must have known that the horses would run when they did that."

knowledge (Local) untrained: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

"I'm not familiar with these people, but they are intelligent and use weapons. So let's not assume it was a frog motivation and rather assume that is is a humanoid motivation."

"Some of them may be revivable if you want to question them."

In response to Celyne and Scarlet, Alia stammers: "Uhm...I...just had an overwhelming urge to do this...I knew it would work." Alia suddenly realizes her premonition doesn't make much sense to others - you had to FEEL it...trying to change the topic, she reigns the horse in since no pursuit was necessary, then looks at Celyne again:"Just what WHERE those things?"
(You did get the full knowledge check while botted to reveal all of this hidden knowledge(your result was 24). If anybody among us has an idea of why they could have attacked, it would be Celyne.)
Still full of Adrenaline, Alia scans the perimeter of the camp to make sure no more attackers remain, then looks over towards Naleksas tent, wanting to make sure that their "guest" was still...not dangerous.
Perception / Scan perimeter: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (19) + 8 = 27

"THey were boggards... froglike humanoids with sticky tongues and a terrifying croak... NO idea why they'd go after our horses, though."

The Croaking Boggards' Loot

4 masterwork suits of damp leather armor.

4 masterwork morningstars made of driftwood, and very old carpentry nails.

All of them are wearing bits of jewelry made of battered gold and platinum coins of a unfamiliar mint. The coins themselves are worth 600 gp.

One of them had a rolled up bit of lizard hide with a crude pictogram showing what you would guess to be a frogs or boggard's face with a red 'X' though it.

They also have what might be a lot of useless fly-fishing equipment on them, made of bits of twine, and dead and bound giant flies.

1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22

Still full of Adrenaline, Alia scans the perimeter of the camp to make sure no more attackers remain, then looks over towards Naleksas tent, wanting to make sure that their "guest" was still...not dangerous.

The coast looks all clear to Alia of the bridle though the rest of the camp was seemingly awakened by the boggard's first croak.

As Alia scans about she notices the fey stranger unabashedly staring at her in return.

This might be a good time to say au revoir to Posh. Maybe send him and the murderous doppleganger strange, fey woman off to Oleg's since you are so close. Possibly sending Naleksa as well if you like.

Also there are a couple of very wounded horses in the party right now.

Appraise: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (13) + 3 = 16

Scarlet takes a look at the coins and shrugs. "I need to do more research on this stuff."

"Hey hey. No need staring at us." Looking at Posh, Scarlet senses something. Something she can't put her finger on. "Hey Posh. Maybe we should head back to Oleg's. That trip to the caves nearly killed all of us. I could use a little peace and quiet, for once."

She looks at the horses. "Also with the injuries these horses have, they won't be moving quickly for a while."

One of them had a rolled up bit of lizard hide with a crude pictogram showing what you would guess to be a frogs or boggard's face with a red 'X' though it.

A boggard "Wanted" poster? :)

We are actually halfway between the Kobold site and Oleg's.

I would be happy to return to Oleg's because it would allow me to order materials for crafting. We would probably have to wait a while for them to arrive, and probably complete some quests while we wait.

appraise: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (2) + 3 = 5

"Hmmm... it seems the robbers had something worth taking!"

We can bank all the masterwork stuff... unless Celyne: do you want a masterwork Morning Star? It's about the best melee weapon you can use.

Kn local: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (12) + 5 = 17

Zokon goes all trancey as if he's reciting a book .. again "If I remember my history lessons correctly. They are coins minted by the last wave of Taldon colonists who attempted to settle the area a little over a century ago, the colony finally died out about 80 years. Most of that colony was centered on the far-side of the Narlmarches from where we are now, north and west of us, closer to the banks of the East Sellen River."

Aid Scarlet Appraise: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7 "I have no idea Scarlet."

Posh pipes up at Scarlet's suggstion. "Oh yes. A hot bath and Svetlana's smile." Posh smiles.

"Yap!" Mikmek wags his tail expectantly.

....

"He wants to know if we are going to rendezvous with the kobolds now."

Numalar turns to Mikmek.

"mikmek, jotlhmeH vaj loj Hoch wo' pa' pagh mev supplies wa'DIch maH DaH ja'chuq maH. vaj 'e' wIlo'bogh DuywI' wejleS qaSjaj pagh ghaH 'oH. nuq DaHar?"

"Grr-ja'chuq? 'ach chonayta' leng maH SachchoHghach'a' He 'angbogh wItlha' vutmeH DesYAPPed wa'. nuvpu' qeylIS SuD ghaH mikmek. mu'qaD megh'an."

Mikmek begins gathering his things.... He is done gathering his things, because he doesn't have any.

Seeing the Fey stare at her, Alia scrambles off the horse, hiding behind it, making sure it blocks vision.
Then tries to take her mind of the walking bad omen.
Appraise Take 10, Assist Scarlet: 10 + 3 = 13
"The metal of the coins seems to be quite pure, but beyond that, I got nothing..."

.... *Blink*

Zokon goes all trancey as if he's reciting a book .. again "If I remember my history lessons correctly. They are coins minted by the last wave of Taldon colonists who attempted to settle the area a little over a century ago, the colony finally died out about 80 years. Most of that colony was centered on the far-side of the Narlmarches from where we are now, north and west of us, closer to the banks of the East Sellen River."

"That's fascinating." Naleksa says with a smile. "So are we heading back or going to the rendezvous with short, dark and scaly?"

"I'll check for tracks. Over at the other side of the river", Alia hastily offers, then rushes off.
Survival Take 10: 10 = 10

Scarlet has questions to ask Erevenywg, but she doesn't know an ounce of Sylvan.

"Maybe we're better off splittin' up? Posh, you Naleksa and... um... Erevenywg? Yeah, that sounds right. How about you guys head to Oleg's, while we escort the kobold here back home?"

Celyne will heal the wounded horses... before any split or further travel takes place...

clw horse 1: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11
clw horse 2: 1d8 + 3 ⇒ (7) + 3 = 10

"I definitely think we need to deal with the kobolds first, take the 'god' to Mikmek's people and end the curse. Travel to Oleg's can wait for most of us... Posh can take Naleksa and anyone else who wants or needs to rest or just has no investment in coming along to Oleg's place. We'll all meet up later."

"Well let's make a shopping list then to send with Posh and then go and deal with Mikmeks people."

Zokon walks over to his gear and starts packing and inventorying to see what he might need.

"Mikmek is certainly anxious to return to his people. But by all means we can send Posh and Naleksa and our fey friend on to Oleg's, if that is what they desire."

"Unless Naleksa wants to continue to travel with us, in which case certainly she would be welcome."

Since she is a walking general store I think we probably want to keep her around. And she has spellcasting too, IIRC.

He goes up to Posh, and offers his hand.

"Posh, I wish you good fortune, good health, and happiness. I hope you are able to find what you are looking for."

"If you wish... you may take Gertrude as a mount. She has served me well, but we have other beasts to carry our things now, and you ought to have something to ride."

"*SNORT!*"

"Posh, I wish you good fortune, good health, and happiness. I hope you are able to find what you are looking for."

survival (avoid getting lost): 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11

"You mean Oleg's Outpost? Sure. It's just that way right?" He says pointing to the southeast.

He bids farewell to everyone, even paying Naleksa a copper for a kiss on the cheek.

"I'll miss you most of all." He says with all of the emotion of a naive teenager from Kansas in his voice.

"Don't worry about your pony, Numalar. I'll treat her like my best gal."

Numalar waves goodbye as Posh heads off to Oleg's.

"Poor lad. Doesn't know the difference between a pony and a mule. I imagine he'll figure it out."

"As long as he recognizes Oleg's when he sees it, he'll be fine, I'm sure." Celyne waves goodbye to Posh.

As soon as she realizes what is happening Erevenywg rushes up to kneel before Numalar. She grabs his hand and cries: "Noom-maul-are, ni care- vamme méra ana n- au- -o tye ar companime. Tar na- tarsa, Noom-maul-are, Valief tarsa! I móre rondo, i corin, i yallume lóce!" She turns to everyone. "Tye na- ilya -esse valief tarsa!"

"Maybe she should stay with us then... Obviously her visions tell her to do so... perhaps we should place our trust in her and her second sight."

Sense Motive: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (17) - 1 = 16
"Huh, why does he miss Naleksa the most?" Scarlet thinks deeply. "Ooooooh." All she can do is laugh. "See ya, Posh! We'll meet you at Oleg's."

Watching Erevenywg prostrate herself Scarlet shows concern. "What's she saying-?" Ceylne offers a translation and Scarlet nods. "Yeah, she can come with us. I don't know how Oleg would deal with her, anyway."

"Alright, let's get to the kobold camp...after we finish sleeping."

Is it still nighttime? What do we recover? What do I do about that tick bite?

Survival: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (10) + 0 = 10 Oh dearie.
"Aye, the direction sounds about right.", Alia responds to Posh, then "I'll miss our watches together."

Trying hard to avoid the Fey Woman, Alia still forces a response:

"Woof!"

Numalar's eyebrows go up. Numalar translates for the rest of the group who don't speak Sylvan.

"She doesn't want to leave us, because there is danger. I'm not sure if she means danger to her, or danger to us."

He turns back to the fey creature.

"Erevenywg, Manen care- tye sinte sí? Ar ulcu-ana emme? Ana tye?"

"She did wake up on a blood-splattered stone slab in the middle of nowhere. Then again, we've made plenty of enemies out here. Best we all stick together and tough it out."

Is it still nighttime? What do we recover? What do I do about that tick bite?

The sun is up now. Do you mean the boggards' morningstars, armor and coin jewelry? Tick bite results happens tomorrow morning.

Trying hard to avoid the Fey Woman, Alia still forces a response.

"Ni care- vamme sinte Ai-lee-ah, mal ni osán- ni indóme n- varna as Noom-maul-are."

Check out the link in Sir Didymus's last "Woof" for the translator I use. It's still not complete, but complete enough to work with.

"Erevenywg, Manen care- tye sinte sí? Ar ulcu-ana emme? Ana tye?"

"Ni cen- ól-. Ni care- vamme sinte manen, mal ni caure i emme na-ilya -esse tarsa."

Zokon is looking slightly annoyed at all the gibberish to him, back and forth in Sylvan..

"Yes bye Posh, if ever our paths should meet again, we shall share a drink and tell each other our tales."

After listening to Numalars translation

"So she stated about specific dangers, can we ask her about those dangers specifically then? The Dark Cave, the circle and the Last bend?."

Zokon is looking slightly annoyed at all the gibberish to him, back and forth in Sylvan..

"Yes bye Posh, if ever our paths should meet again, we shall share a drink and tell each other our tales."

"I'm just going to Oleg's. Wait! Do you guys know something I don't!? Am I sick!? I'm going to die, aren't I? Oh my Gods! I can't die! I haven't had enough sex to yet!" Posh begins hyperventilating.

"She says she's safest with Numalar. Maybe he should accompany Posh to Olegs so we are safe.", Alia replies in common, half-joking, half-serious.
She had not forgotten that the Gnome was mysterisously resurrected by some powerful Fey not so long ago. It made sense that he was involved in their affairs, then.
I was supposed to read the Dog spoilers? I don't have speak with animals -_- but thanks for the link!
Posh's panic attack interrupted her darker thoughts:"You probably have a couple of Diseases because of the Sex you have, but I seriously doubt you'll die from any. But you'd probably do well to get the Cleric to check you out before you elope with that mysterious girl from your past you claim contacted you...while you were sleeping...during your watch shift."
Anybody else want to try that DC 15 Survival Check to NOT send Posh off into the wrong direction? - Aside from loyalty to the character, he will NOT be delivering our shopping list to Olegs if he gets lost in the wilderness...

Not very rangerie of you Alia-lass

Survival: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (16) + 7 = 23

"Tis that way.. follow the path towards the two mountains in the distance."

Posh's panic attack interrupted her darker thoughts:"You probably have a couple of Diseases because of the Sex you have, but I seriously doubt you'll die from any. But you'd probably do well to get the Cleric to check you out before you elope with that mysterious girl from your past you claim contacted you...while you were sleeping...during your watch shift."

Anybody else want to try that DC 15 Survival Check to NOT send Posh off into the wrong direction? - Aside from loyalty to the character, he will NOT be delivering our shopping list to Olegs if he gets lost in the wilderness...

At first he was going to ask if Alia could have a quick look to make sure he wasn't going to die, but at the mention of his mysterious ex-beau a woman who might be ex-dead as well Posh grows quiet.

He would have eventually ended up on the South Rostland Road heading to Restov (the place were the supplies come from)... by way of the Giant Trapdoor Spider Prairie, or maybe the centaur barbarians....

"Tis that way.. follow the path towards the two mountains in the distance."

"Oh, thanks Zokon! Leave it to a ranger to notice these subtleties." He beams.

survival: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (4) - 2 = 2

Posh's mood grows lighter with the firm knowledge that by taking Zokon's advice he will be traveling in the complete opposite direction from his mysterious ex and troubled past.

So show of hands, Erevenywg with you or not? Alia is saying 'send her back', Celyne says 'take with', and Scarlet is standing on the center of the teeter-totter, perhaps edging a bit closer to the 'take with' side.

"I'd like to know of the dangers she warned us of at least, if the only way is to have her with us we should, but if we can find what they are without her accompanying us i'm all for that." says Zookon in a reasoning tone.

"She should come with us." Scarlet shrugs. "We should keep her together."

"She should come with us." Scarlet shrugs. "We should keep her together."

Numalar nods. "She wants to," he says. "And I don't know what will happen if we say no. So be it then."

Numalar turns back to Erevenywg.

"Pole-tye nimeár-me tare-o tai tye cen-? I móre rondo, i corin, i yallume lóce?"

Once finished talking, he saddles up and gets ready to head south.

"Is there anything else? Or shall we get moving?"

I was supposed to read the Dog spoilers? I don't have speak with animals -_- but thanks for the link!

Just seeing who was paying attention. :) The dog spoilers are mainly comic relief anyway, so go ahead.

Erevenywg looks down. "Lala Noom-maul-are, -yes na- ve óre -o a ól-." She says dolefully, and then looks up hopefully. "Sina faica ni pole- túl?"

And off we go a little later today.

Alright, with some redistribution of saddlebags the party can maintain a uniform 40 ft land speed (on flat terrain). This will mean Erevenywg riding one mount, and someone giving Mikmek a ride (he doesn't appear comfortable with the idea of riding behind Erevenywg). Doing that practically guarantees reaching the meeting site by the end of the regular traveling day (8ish hours, plus stops). The same could be done traveling a bit slower, and either camping the night near the site, or force marching into dusk and making there (after 10-11 hours, plus stops) at or around nightfall.

I'm going to assume the former, so some just needs to let me know about Mikmek.