Reign of Winter (group two) (Inactive)

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Vitals:
HP: 138/138 | AC: 22; T: 17; FF: 17; CMD: 27 | Fort: +14; Ref: +16; Will: +12(+2 versus fear) | Init: +5; Perc: +26; Stealth +18; Survival +20
SSGOW Sexy Shoeless Tailor of War 13!

Slaygon:

Hobbes fires another pair of arrows at the leader goblin. "You are gonna pay for that Gobby."

Rapid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (9) + 8 = 17
1d6 ⇒ 1
Rapid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (11) + 8 = 19
1d6 ⇒ 4


Female Adorable Winter Wolf Puppy 11 HP: 112/112 | AC: 25; T: 13; FF: 22; CMD: 31 | Fort: +13; Ref: +11 Will: +8| Init: +3; Perc: +10; Survival +7; Scent
Vashti Amela wrote:
** spoiler omitted **

Slaygon:

"Okay. I will. How do you fight like this?" Hila says wiping her tears on her sleeve.


Female Human (Ulfen) Barbarian (Indomitable Rager) 13
Vitals:
HP: 154/154 {198/202 when raging} | AC: 24; T: 13; FF: 20; CMD: 29 | Fort: +15 (+16); Ref: +10; Will: +9 (+11/+13) | Init: +3; Perc: +14; Stealth +12; Survival +18

Drawing one of the throwing axe in her belt kept concealed by her cloak, Sigrun misjudges her throw, the axe thunking into the roof of a house.

1d20 + 6 ⇒ (2) + 6 = 8
1d6 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8


HP: 0/187(226) | AC/T/FF 16/13/16(21/11/21) CMD 30(34) | Fort +18(21) Ref +9 Will +11(14) | Init +2 Rage 23/32 | Acid Res 10 Cold Res 2 | Fortification 15% | Death Curse DC 17 | Darkvision 60ft, Blindsense 30ft
Skills:
Perc +13 Intimidate +8 Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (Nature) +7 Stealth +2 Survival +9

Slaygon:
Didn't answer my question YBD.

Neverhome draws the farmer's handaxe and charges at one of the ground goblins.

Charge: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 5 + 1 + 2 = 25
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6


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Male Human (Varisian) Witch 9
Vitals:
HP:64/66| AC: 13; T: 13; FF: 11; CMD: 17 | Fort: +8; Ref: +8; Will: +9(+2 vs. fear) |Init: +6;Perc: +11;Stealth +2;Survival +2
Hexes:
Evil Eye (at will)| Cackle (At will)|Misfortune(At will)| Feather Fall (At will, self)| Levitate (Once per day)|Fly(9/9 Minutes)|Stardust 2/2|Ward(At Will))

Slaygon:
"I'll remember that!" Zses points his finger to the goblin that shot him. Before he can sling a curse on the gobbo, however, one of Crow's sparkly feathers drops in his hand. The witch looks perplexed for a moment, looking first at the feather and then at Crow, before it bursts into a cloud of starry particles. "Sigrun!" the Varisian says as he crouches and taps Red's shadow. Unlike last time, the shadow's silhouette doesn't grow larger: instead, the cloud from the feathers arrange itself like a pair of stylized wings. A second later, Sigrun is effortlessly floating in midair.
"Maybe this is better than an handaxe?" Zses adds tentatively, handing the barbarian Silence's Naginata: hopefully, she won't throw it in the opposite direction like he did last time.
Standard Action: Cast Fly on Sigrun, +2 to Fly checks
Move Action: Hand (Draw?) Naginata


@Neverhome: Sorry about missing that. They're on roofs, not awnings. That's the disadvantage with heading down back alleys: harder to destroy things. ;-)

@All: I'll give people a bit more time to post before I update.


Tea House:
Greta gives Percy a brief smile. "If you're looking for gossip, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. We're simply going to get to know each other over a nice cup of tea." The proprietor of this establishment is an elderly Oni who greets Greta by name. It seems she's a regular here.

Slaygon:
Hobbes' pair of arrows *thunk* into the Golin's chest, and it falls over. A moment later, it stands back up, bleeding heavily. It looks scared - especially when it sees Neverhome cleave one of its minions in twain. When Sigrun rises into the air, it begins to scream and run away, with the other Goblins following.


Vitals:
HP: 56/73 | AC: 21; T: 14; FF: 19; CMD: 15 | Fort: +12; Ref: +12; Will: +15 | Init: +4; Perc: +16; Stealth +3; Survival +4
spells:
Eldritch Bolt (Su) 7/7 APF (Su) 3/3 Primal Magic 2/2 Trigger PME 1/1| Orisons: Read Magic, Create Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Mending | LvL1: 8/8 |LvL2: 5/5 | LvL3: 3/3

Tea for three minus 1:

Percy shakes her head. Have fun.
Then she turns to the Oni and asks, What is the origin of the flag you fly over your establishment?


Female Human (Ulfen) Barbarian (Indomitable Rager) 13
Vitals:
HP: 154/154 {198/202 when raging} | AC: 24; T: 13; FF: 20; CMD: 29 | Fort: +15 (+16); Ref: +10; Will: +9 (+11/+13) | Init: +3; Perc: +14; Stealth +12; Survival +18

With a vicious grin Sigrun launches into an aerial charge swooping in behind the lead goblin to skewer him on Silence's weapon.

1d20 + 6 - 4 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 6 - 4 + 2 = 20
1d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9

"You had your chance!" she growls in skald.


Vitals:
HP: 138/138 | AC: 22; T: 17; FF: 17; CMD: 27 | Fort: +14; Ref: +16; Will: +12(+2 versus fear) | Init: +5; Perc: +26; Stealth +18; Survival +20
SSGOW Sexy Shoeless Tailor of War 13!

Slaygon:

Hobbes fires off more shots at the running goblins.

Rapid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11
Rapid: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (3) + 8 = 11


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HP: 0/187(226) | AC/T/FF 16/13/16(21/11/21) CMD 30(34) | Fort +18(21) Ref +9 Will +11(14) | Init +2 Rage 23/32 | Acid Res 10 Cold Res 2 | Fortification 15% | Death Curse DC 17 | Darkvision 60ft, Blindsense 30ft
Skills:
Perc +13 Intimidate +8 Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (Nature) +7 Stealth +2 Survival +9

Slaygon:
With a feral snarl Neverhome chases after one of the retreating goblins. He didn't like being threatened. Or shot at. Or goblins.

Charge: 1d20 + 5 + 1 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 5 + 1 + 2 = 18
Damage: 1d6 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8


Are we still in combat?

Slaygon:
Perched on top of Zses' shoulder, Crow looks with unblinking eyes as the goblins attack the party and are swiftly cut down.
He doesn't say a word, just humming to himself as Sigrun charges in the air and starts cleaving gobbos in two.


@Crow: Only if you pursue them.

Tea Party:
The Oni smiles at the friendly Gnome. "It's the flag of my homeland, Chu Ye. Have you heard of it?" Meanwhile, Greta indicates the large array of flavored teas. "Well, Freji, what's your poison?"


Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

teas for yous and mes:
For a moment he panicked, what sort of weird tea house served poison?

Poison? I thought we were here for tea.

He said blandly doing his best not to make a face. He was more than a little confused. He did take a look at the tray holding the exotic tea leaves. . . His whiskers would have been twitching if he had some.

He slowly and carefully reached forward lifting up the wooden container and holding it close to his nose... He inhaled deeply his eyes closed letting the aroma fully enmesh itself into his mind.

This smells like Jasmine green, I will have this if it pleases you." he said with a smile.


Vitals:
HP: 56/73 | AC: 21; T: 14; FF: 19; CMD: 15 | Fort: +12; Ref: +12; Will: +15 | Init: +4; Perc: +16; Stealth +3; Survival +4
spells:
Eldritch Bolt (Su) 7/7 APF (Su) 3/3 Primal Magic 2/2 Trigger PME 1/1| Orisons: Read Magic, Create Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Mending | LvL1: 8/8 |LvL2: 5/5 | LvL3: 3/3

chatty chatty:
Percy orders a tea at random while trying to seem like she knew her stuff and continues an easy conversation with the bar keep... Tea keep?
Do you get many fae there? The symbol resembles a fae design.
[Ooc] Taking ten on bluff to seem cool and confident and knowledgeable about teas for a 18.


Female Human (Ulfen) Barbarian (Indomitable Rager) 13
Vitals:
HP: 154/154 {198/202 when raging} | AC: 24; T: 13; FF: 20; CMD: 29 | Fort: +15 (+16); Ref: +10; Will: +9 (+11/+13) | Init: +3; Perc: +14; Stealth +12; Survival +18

Shaking the skewered corpse off Silence's naginata, Sigrun flies down to the ground with a grin.


HP: 0/187(226) | AC/T/FF 16/13/16(21/11/21) CMD 30(34) | Fort +18(21) Ref +9 Will +11(14) | Init +2 Rage 23/32 | Acid Res 10 Cold Res 2 | Fortification 15% | Death Curse DC 17 | Darkvision 60ft, Blindsense 30ft
Skills:
Perc +13 Intimidate +8 Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (Nature) +7 Stealth +2 Survival +9

Slaygon:
"Have fun?" Neverhome happily asks the descending Sigrun while shaking goblin blood and brains from his axe.


Slaygon:
There isn't much on the Goblins, unfortunately, but you're able to find a few useful things.

Loot
Potion - resist energy (cold) x3
Potion - cure light wounds x1
Potion - jump x1
Small +1 adaptable composite longbow x1
28gp

Teahouse:
The Oni smiles at Sil...Freji. "A splendid choice, sir." Turning to Percy, he responds. "Other than the occasional redcap, we generally just get Jadwiga in here. Most everyone else doesn't care about the finer things in life - Greta here's one of the few exceptions."


Vitals:
HP: 138/138 | AC: 22; T: 17; FF: 17; CMD: 27 | Fort: +14; Ref: +16; Will: +12(+2 versus fear) | Init: +5; Perc: +26; Stealth +18; Survival +20
SSGOW Sexy Shoeless Tailor of War 13!

Slaygon:

Hobbes will happily take the bow. Hopefully no one in the party would do something to mess this up for him.


Vitals:
HP: 56/73 | AC: 21; T: 14; FF: 19; CMD: 15 | Fort: +12; Ref: +12; Will: +15 | Init: +4; Perc: +16; Stealth +3; Survival +4
spells:
Eldritch Bolt (Su) 7/7 APF (Su) 3/3 Primal Magic 2/2 Trigger PME 1/1| Orisons: Read Magic, Create Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Mending | LvL1: 8/8 |LvL2: 5/5 | LvL3: 3/3

No, not that:

Percy shakes her head. I mean in Chu Ye. I'd like to know the symbolism behind that interesting flag of yours.


Female Human (Ulfen) Barbarian (Indomitable Rager) 13
Vitals:
HP: 154/154 {198/202 when raging} | AC: 24; T: 13; FF: 20; CMD: 29 | Fort: +15 (+16); Ref: +10; Will: +9 (+11/+13) | Init: +3; Perc: +14; Stealth +12; Survival +18

Slaygon:
"Definitely! Obnoxious little rats."[/b] Sigrun says with a grin.


HP: 0/187(226) | AC/T/FF 16/13/16(21/11/21) CMD 30(34) | Fort +18(21) Ref +9 Will +11(14) | Init +2 Rage 23/32 | Acid Res 10 Cold Res 2 | Fortification 15% | Death Curse DC 17 | Darkvision 60ft, Blindsense 30ft
Skills:
Perc +13 Intimidate +8 Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (Nature) +7 Stealth +2 Survival +9

Slaygon:
Still wearing that goofy grin Neverhome slightly shakes his head from side to side. It was nice to have these happy moments, even when everything around was trying to kill you. Especially when.


Slaygon:
You continue under Ringeirr's lead but seem to be getting close to Marcus' place. Suddenly, he freezes and motions for you to hide. About fifty feet in front of you, a hooded figure is scanning the street. "Mirror Man!" Ringeirr looks very afraid. "It's a spy for Queen Elvanna. Somehow, Witches can see everything it can. If it becomes suspicious, we're done for!" It appears to be slowly walking in your general direction.

Tea Time:
"My homeland? My folk rule there. It's a wonderful place, if you're ever able to visit; full of pleasure. Not really any fey, though - their wanton capriciousness tends to annoy."


Male Human (Varisian) Witch 9
Vitals:
HP:64/66| AC: 13; T: 13; FF: 11; CMD: 17 | Fort: +8; Ref: +8; Will: +9(+2 vs. fear) |Init: +6;Perc: +11;Stealth +2;Survival +2
Hexes:
Evil Eye (at will)| Cackle (At will)|Misfortune(At will)| Feather Fall (At will, self)| Levitate (Once per day)|Fly(9/9 Minutes)|Stardust 2/2|Ward(At Will))

Slaygon:
Sighing with relief as the goblin run away after Sigrun flies towards them, Zses jumps off the slaygon for a moment. "Everything okay?" he asks tall!Allie, before turning to the little Hila "And you?".
Oh, right, she can't understand me...

_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_/\_

Like Ringeirr says, the witch takes cover to not be spotted by the "Mirror Man".
I wonder what these Mirror Men actually are...some sort of constructs, I guess? After what we've seen with the soulbound doll, though, I really can't be sure...
Stealth?: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (13) + 2 = 15


HP: 0/187(226) | AC/T/FF 16/13/16(21/11/21) CMD 30(34) | Fort +18(21) Ref +9 Will +11(14) | Init +2 Rage 23/32 | Acid Res 10 Cold Res 2 | Fortification 15% | Death Curse DC 17 | Darkvision 60ft, Blindsense 30ft
Skills:
Perc +13 Intimidate +8 Knowledge (Arcana) +5 (Nature) +7 Stealth +2 Survival +9

Slaygon:
Stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (7) + 2 = 9

At Ringeirr's words Neverhome tries to make himself scarce but he's used to snowy and natural environs, not the streets of a city.


Female Adorable Winter Wolf Puppy 11 HP: 112/112 | AC: 25; T: 13; FF: 22; CMD: 31 | Fort: +13; Ref: +11 Will: +8| Init: +3; Perc: +10; Survival +7; Scent

Slaygon:

Hila looks at odd Zsestrian while holding onto her bleeding wound, sniffling. She then looks to Vashti.


Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

teatime!:
What brings a pretty lady to this town yes yes? do you have family here? friends? others of a signifigant import?

He asked calmly (for him) while waiting for the tea host to return with the wonderful brew. He couldnt get over how fair of skin and form she was, poets wrote about such beauty back home. By the spirits he was almost inspired to try his paw at it.


Skills:
Acrobatics +5 (+1 to jump), Bluff +15, Diplomacy +7, K.(arcana, religion) +5 +2, Linguistics +2, Perception +9, Survival +4
Stats:
Init: +4 | hp 41/41 | AC 13(17 MA) | flat-footed 11 | touch 13 | Fort +3 | Ref +4 | Will +9 | +2 vs. illusions | resist cold 2
Spells:
1st (3/8), 2nd (7/7), 3rd (5/5)

Allie was just about to answer when she was told to hide. She sunk into the shadows and stayed quiet.

stealth: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

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Of Tea and Flags:
@Percy: "As for my national flag, it represents the road from Life to Death. It serves as a reminder that all will face oblivion one day, so we must take full advantage of the time we have. Our existence is given meaning by the pleasures we take from it."

@Freji: The barkeep returns with your tea as Greta responds. "I was born here, to the former captain of the guard. Before Logrivich came, I was next in line for the position. I don't blame them for passing me over, though: can't beat a Dragon for pure power and authority." She gives a sigh.

Sneaky Slaygon:
You scramble for cover as the Mirror Man approaches. It looks around, and you can see that there's no face under its hood - only the reflective glass of a large mirror. After a long second, it looks directly at Allie's hiding place. "Come out. What are you and your slaves doing?"


Skills:
Acrobatics +5 (+1 to jump), Bluff +15, Diplomacy +7, K.(arcana, religion) +5 +2, Linguistics +2, Perception +9, Survival +4
Stats:
Init: +4 | hp 41/41 | AC 13(17 MA) | flat-footed 11 | touch 13 | Fort +3 | Ref +4 | Will +9 | +2 vs. illusions | resist cold 2
Spells:
1st (3/8), 2nd (7/7), 3rd (5/5)

Allie sighed, acting out of breath. "I simply became faint and they did what they were supposed to. They began tending to me. I feel better now. Thank you for your concern."

Bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (13) + 13 = 26

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Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

Does the Wooing continue? Will our intrepid hero give away his secret identity? Will the penguin arrive and hold gotham....err whitethrone hostage in another reign of terror? find out next spoiler!:

Or greed, or probably abuse of authority, or any manner of reasons i can imagine you would be a good captain yes yes.

He began lifting up the tea and inhaling it deeply. If he were in his proper form he would purring and tail swaying. as it were he looked content.

Hot Tea in the cup
Aromatic Sensations
Brings you in to peace

He said reciting some of his father's favorite haiku, not that she would be familiar with that art form probably he blushed and opened his eyes.

Surely you have questions of me. yes yes? By all means ask away, I hold no secrets.

He said almost coloring more when his foot brushed against hers.


Vitals:
HP: 56/73 | AC: 21; T: 14; FF: 19; CMD: 15 | Fort: +12; Ref: +12; Will: +15 | Init: +4; Perc: +16; Stealth +3; Survival +4
spells:
Eldritch Bolt (Su) 7/7 APF (Su) 3/3 Primal Magic 2/2 Trigger PME 1/1| Orisons: Read Magic, Create Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Mending | LvL1: 8/8 |LvL2: 5/5 | LvL3: 3/3

On Flags:

Percy nods in appreciation. I can respect that. Appreciate it even. She lifts her tea in toast, then lets the keeper continue to his other customers while she listens in on Silence's conversation, just in case she had to... contain... him.


Slaygon:
Sense Motive: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (18) + 12 = 30

"You are uninjured, and I don't recognize the insignia on your robes. What is really going on?"

Teahouse:
Greta smiles at you. "That was very pretty. Is there a story behind it? For questions, I'd most like to learn more about your homeland. I've never met one of our kind who hails from there. Is it quite cold and snowy?"


Skills:
Acrobatics +5 (+1 to jump), Bluff +15, Diplomacy +7, K.(arcana, religion) +5 +2, Linguistics +2, Perception +9, Survival +4
Stats:
Init: +4 | hp 41/41 | AC 13(17 MA) | flat-footed 11 | touch 13 | Fort +3 | Ref +4 | Will +9 | +2 vs. illusions | resist cold 2
Spells:
1st (3/8), 2nd (7/7), 3rd (5/5)

Allie sighs impatiently. "Of course Im uninjured. I am hungry and I felt faint, as I said. I got these from a traveling trader. I liked the blood red color. Whats with all the questions?"

Bluff: 1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22


Vitals:
HP: 138/138 | AC: 22; T: 17; FF: 17; CMD: 27 | Fort: +14; Ref: +16; Will: +12(+2 versus fear) | Init: +5; Perc: +26; Stealth +18; Survival +20
SSGOW Sexy Shoeless Tailor of War 13!

"Yea, you questioning your better? She's obviously tellin' the truth."

Aid: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21


Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

Teatime:

'ive never met one of our kind who hails from there. Is it quite cold and snowy?' He ran her words through his head again and smiled confused on how to well fully respond. For a split second he had completely forgotten she thought he was a winter wolf. It was... disheartening to say the least.
bluff to keep straight face: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16
Along the Wall of Heaven from the southern parts of Quain all the way up to Ordu Aganhei the mountains are snow covered so much so even in the summer you can see your breath, and the northern lands of Hongal is a land of icy tundra and semi frozen scrublands. There are two permanent settlements in that land. Ordu Aganhei is indeed where all of the caravans that travel across the frozen lands to reach this land, those that travel by sail usually do so through Goka, a city built in a break in the wall of heaven.

He paused to take a sip of tea. He was almost looking through her now, as he spoke of his home, it was quite obvious he was thinking of home.

He began to speak of the provinces within the land, split asunder by the fall of the empire of Lung Wa..from the strangely colonial Amanandar with its newly installed Taldan influences, to the revolutionary lands ruled by the bloodthirsty Grandmother Pei. The lands of Chu Ye, ruled by the Oni, those that ran this tea shop, to the sorcerous kingdom of Dtang Ma.He spoke of the Kami filled forest of spirits, to the peaceful nation of flowers Hwanggot. Kwanlai, Kaolang and Jinin were mentioned, bastions of the Tengu, monsterous Hobgoblins and other creatures, and even elves respectively ruling those lands.

He described the great clay armys of Lingshen, the crazy and mysterious island of Minata to the serpentine empire in Nagajor.There were more but his voice caught for a moment when he mentioned Minkai... his beautiful beloved home. The pain of homesickness crashed into him for the first time in what seemed forever but finally he continued on.

It is.... a wonderful place my home. But then again so is these lands. There are not a lot of pretty girls like you back home. I am glad to have met you.


Slaygon:
#goodguyGM
Eredhaias Aid: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (20) - 2 = 18
Zses Aid: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (13) - 1 = 12
Vashti Aid: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (17) + 2 = 19

"Apologies, mistress. You may proceed." With a final look at everyone, the Mirror Man continues on its way. Once it's gone, Ringeirr breathes a deep sigh of relief.

Teahouse:
Out of curiosity, what are your plans here? You have probably around 90min left of wolf/human form. Are you shooting for a *fade to black*? Do you plan to reveal your true self at some point? Are you wanting to recruit Greta as an ally of some sort? Something else entirely? Just wanting to see where you're headed here. :-)


Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

teahouse:
uh wait there were plans involved? Silence has been um.. inadvertantly dropping hints he doesnt lick his butt or chase cars :P, not that he realizes it of course. I can see how she could be a worthwhile ally considering there is a dragon to slay that is in her way of captaindom, just not sure how to broach that subject without oh, saying "we plan on overthrowing the regime in charge you want to be the head lawperson pretty lady?" secondly what male wouldnt want to fade to black, though in Silence's case he is certainly a much better sort and the ol proverbial soporte de una noche isnt who he is :). (one night stand in spanish). And we are certainly not trying to pick fights with Evil Oni in their tea house either. *nods*


Elf Magus 6
Vitals:
HP: 48/48 | AC: 19; T: 14; FF: 15; CMD: 17 | Fort: +7; Ref: +8; Will: +5 | Init: +4; Perc: +13;

Trying to find a good place to reinsert myslf, YBD.


After Sigrun concluded her wrestling match with a certain thug...

Eredhaias begins to argue with his sword again. From what you can gather from the one-sided conversation, it's not happy that you got involved with a 'worthless peasant.' Realizing that it's best to make themselves scarce, the rest of party slips away while the Elf is distracted. He knows where they're headed, and it'll be easier for one person to slip into the city, anyway. (the bluff check I rolled for him in my previous post will be explained shortly as it involves him rejoining the group)
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Eredhaias:
Seeing the Slaygon leaving without you, you realize that the Black Rider's preventing them from sneaking in unseen. It's better for you to find your own way in. Unfortunately, the easiest way is not at all to your liking. While your face has likely been forgotten, your mother's name is known in Whitethrone. Perhaps it's time for the wayward son to come home.

If this is to your liking, we can speed through your experience after you enter the city. You'll rejoin the group with a little bit of insider knowledge that will make everyone's life slightly easier as we continue the main plot of the AP. Including a meeting with your mother is, of course, entirely optional. She may even have died while you were gone. :-)

Silence:
Well, how do you as a player want things to end up with her? As-written, she's a viable ally/cohort (if I allowed the Leadership feat), so it's really whatever you want. Do you want her to discover you're not actually a Winter Wolf? This is a player-driven campaign, so you actually have a lot of narrative power. Remember the Gruff resurrection scene and the joining up of Party 1 and Party 2? I didn't plan for either of those, but that's what everyone wanted to do. ;-)


Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

Gm:
Well she seems like a swell smart pretty gal, Im sure she might figure things out. If she really is tired of life here and perhaps wants to see the world I know a felinerai whom would love to show her *nods nods* Since in the first parts of the book I did state indeed that Silence was looking for a samurai wife, she would fit.


Male Human (Varisian) Witch 9
Vitals:
HP:64/66| AC: 13; T: 13; FF: 11; CMD: 17 | Fort: +8; Ref: +8; Will: +9(+2 vs. fear) |Init: +6;Perc: +11;Stealth +2;Survival +2
Hexes:
Evil Eye (at will)| Cackle (At will)|Misfortune(At will)| Feather Fall (At will, self)| Levitate (Once per day)|Fly(9/9 Minutes)|Stardust 2/2|Ward(At Will))

Slaygon:
Zses stays still until the mirror man disappear from view, and then visibly relaxes.
"That was close...are there a lot of these mirror men going around, Ringeirr?"


Elf Magus 6
Vitals:
HP: 48/48 | AC: 19; T: 14; FF: 15; CMD: 17 | Fort: +7; Ref: +8; Will: +5 | Init: +4; Perc: +13;

YBD:

That works perfect for me. IF I'm to understand this right, the suggestion is for him to basically go in the almost proverbial front door? Just making sure I understand things right.

The old shakes his head slowly while holding his cloak tight to him, concealing the grip of the pommel. His breath is icy in the Northern air.

"You just had to make sure I returned in grand fashion, huh?" he grumbles. "Not even sure if the crazed woman is still alive even. All I know is stories about her. Still, if a meeting will get us in...there are worse things?"


Eredhaias:
That's correct. After rereading your backstory, I realized you're the only PC who can actually do that. Sometimes the simplest plan is the best one. :-)

The guard at the front gate asks you the routine "Name and purpose of visit?" At your answer, he visibly straightens up. "Welcome home, Master Eredhaias. My condolences on your loss. Will you be staying long?"

Slaygon:
I'm giving everyone a chance to post before moving on. Take your time: it's also allowing me to catch Eredhaias up.

Teahouse:
"Your home sounds lovely. I'd love to visit there someday...." Her voice trails off as she takes on a winsome smile. "Hwanggot sounds beautiful." She seems a little sad, as if longing for a simpler life.


Elf Magus 6
Vitals:
HP: 48/48 | AC: 19; T: 14; FF: 15; CMD: 17 | Fort: +7; Ref: +8; Will: +5 | Init: +4; Perc: +13;

YBD:

The elf's eyes narrow, as he approach the man, keeping the cloak tight.

Damnable circumstances...Not only was I recognized, but also by name...Damn.

Approaching close to the guard, he maintains a tone as quiet and as deadly as the oncoming storm.

"Your..condolences,...Guardsman?...what...happened?"

As he speaks more, his teeth are coming closer and closer to a gritted state. Irritation at being recognized, in being back at this frozen hell. His father, not doubt, had been right in this case.

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Male Catfolk HP(54/134) Sub(54/134)
Stats:
AC21/Touch11/Flat 20 | Fort+13/Ref+8/Will +5| Init +3
Skills:
Stealth + 0, Perception +9, Sense Motive +8, Survival + 9, Intimidate +6, Diplomacy +13, Ride+15
Class (Samurai) (10)

teahouse:

He was silent for a moment. He shouldnt be so forward, it wasnt proper.
"I would... I mean. If you have the time I would love to take you all over the world. We have business here in Whitethrone...yes yes but afterwords world travel. I dont see why you couldnt be involved in that. In a few short years since I left home i have seen so many amazing things...

He trailed off for a moment coloring a bit. He didnt know how long he had, but he certainly didnt want to change right here in public.

The tea was very good, the company twice as fine. You have my thanks Greta.


Vitals:
HP: 138/138 | AC: 22; T: 17; FF: 17; CMD: 27 | Fort: +14; Ref: +16; Will: +12(+2 versus fear) | Init: +5; Perc: +26; Stealth +18; Survival +20
SSGOW Sexy Shoeless Tailor of War 13!

Slaygon:

"Yea, that was too close."


Vitals:
HP: 56/73 | AC: 21; T: 14; FF: 19; CMD: 15 | Fort: +12; Ref: +12; Will: +15 | Init: +4; Perc: +16; Stealth +3; Survival +4
spells:
Eldritch Bolt (Su) 7/7 APF (Su) 3/3 Primal Magic 2/2 Trigger PME 1/1| Orisons: Read Magic, Create Water, Detect Magic, Purify Food and Drink, Spark, Mending | LvL1: 8/8 |LvL2: 5/5 | LvL3: 3/3

Just talking to myself. :):
Percy wishes Hobbes were here. She sits near the flirting kitty-pup as he tells the wolf of his homeland. She had to admit, it sounded fantastic. Maybe someday Allie and she would visit. Maybe. If the world didn't freeze first.
She takes to producing tiny balls of fire from the rainbow flames of her arms and rolling them about in her hands. Funny how this fire didn't hurt while the effects of mundane fire still hurt her every minute of every day. She wonders in passing in anyone mistook her for one of those Elemental-kin. No one had mentioned it before. Then again, the flames had never been as strong as this before. Her arms glowed along their parched and peeling cracks like embers more often than not now, and her sleeveless clothes did a find job of accenting that fact. She would have to remember to thank Hobbes later.


Eredhaias:
"You haven't heard? There was an attempt made on her life. She's been seriously injured. Isn't that why you're here?"

Teahouse:
"The pleasure is mine,Freji. We should do this again while you're here. Once you're settled in, let me know where you're staying."


Elf Magus 6
Vitals:
HP: 48/48 | AC: 19; T: 14; FF: 15; CMD: 17 | Fort: +7; Ref: +8; Will: +5 | Init: +4; Perc: +13;

YBD:

"Never mind that. Where is she being kept?" The elf's military training leads him straight and to the point.

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