Reign of Winter (Inactive)

Game Master Just a Mort

ROW Book 6

Days on Triaxius - 20


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Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

Crummock enthusiastically pats the dogs.

"Good cappelthwaite!"

Fishing around in his belt pouch for some treats purloined from the breakfast table, he puts the dogs through their paces...

(It never hurts to reinforce training!)

...and rewards them appropriately when they follow through.

He then goes to see what alchemical gear he can find in town.

Specifically, looking for any or all of these items:

Alchemist's Fire
Blackfire Clay
Frostbite Ointment
Heatstone
Tindertwig

We should also make sure that someone has a handaxe (to chop wood or ice), and a shovel (to shift snow).


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Crummock-i-Phail wrote:

Crummock enthusiastically pats the dogs.

"Good cappelthwaite!"

We should also make sure that someone has a handaxe (to chop wood or ice), and a shovel (to shift snow).

Cappelthwaite: is this the right idea? and it looks like were going back to the store for handaxe and a shovel, can't we just get one of these?


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I don't know the pathfinder equivalent for this honestly, feel free to suggest what it could be

Alchemist fire, Blackfire clay, Heatstone -> check with Terssarrea

Frostbite Ointment - Mother Thedora

Handaxe - Isker

Tindertwig, shovel -> general store

Funnily enough I never saw you asking the storeholders(though you visted some) what they sell.


Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

Crummock goes to see Terssarrea.

"Diwrnod da, I am provisioning for a trip to see what is happening with the bandits, and the missing Arglwyddes; do you have any alchemist's fire, or blackfire clay? If we are going into the snow, they might be useful."

EDIT: Einar, yes, something like that was the reason for the name - I came across the concept of 'The Black Dog' when looking at Welsh mythology.


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GM Mort wrote:
I don't know the pathfinder equivalent for this honestly, feel free to suggest what it could be

I wish the answer to all the questions were that easy ;)


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Tessaraea replies, "Yes, how much do you want?"

State amount, buy as much as you want(to what you can afford)


Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

"Well now, I be thinkin' two doses o' the fire, and three of the clay should be sufficient..."

Once the transaction is completed, he gives a satisfied nod.

"May the Gods favor ye!"

He then heads across to the general store.

"Do ye be havin' some tindertwigs in stock?"

If the answer is yes, I will take seven.

EDIT: If people have the spare cash, they may want to stock up on some of these items, as well.

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Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

Cadence takes the sword. "It's a great honor that you are doing us. We will bring her back if we can." The lack of snowshoes bothers her. "We can't afford to wait to craft them, can we? The longer we wait, the more chance that the lady will suffer dire harm. I dislike setting out at such a disadvantage, though."

She has ten gold left to contribute to any party purchases, and will.


Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

@Cadence: The benefit of snowshoes isn't amazing - they only reduce the penalty for moving through snow by 50%; so, basically, every 5' square costs 1.5 squares of movement, rather than 2. You still can't 5' step :-/


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You could all do craft checks and hope the glue sticks. If it does, your shoes are ready next morning. 1 set of craft checks per person.

"Oui, ai 'ave tindairtwigs." She takes them out from beneath the counter and hands them to Crummock. "Many péople buy zese. Good fair starteng a fiyaire, non?"


Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

From Heroes of the Wild: ARCTIC KIT PRICE 27 GP WEIGHT 30 lbs. This kit is designed for use in cold climates, where the weather can be deadly and the terrain treacherous. It includes 10 candles, a candle lamp UE, cleatsUE, a cold-weather outfit, a handaxe, a shovel, a signal whistle, a small iron pot, snowshoesUE, and five tindertwigs, all wrapped in a winter blanket.

While in the general store, Mr. Whiskers asks about getting a signal whistle and a winter blanket. He is not surprised when he is told no cleats are available given the comments about winter clothing.

I assume I can get the whistle and a correctly sized blanket, 13 sp. total.

Then he looks to Einar and says "Someone in the group should bring a hand axe and a shovel. Do you already have either of those?"

Shovel is 2 gp for normal or 12 gp for folding, hand axe is 6 gp

"Do we wish to set out by day or night? The fey will likely see us either way, but going at night may give us an advantage over the humans."

"Think I have about 5 days worth of provisions. We probably want a little more."

After the general store...

Watching Crummock work with the materials to make snowshoes, Mr. Whiskers tries his best to copy it.

Craft: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (8) + 3 = 11 No surprise, a failure.


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Einar shakes his head, "Nein, mein Freund, I have zee glaive und a kunai, zee weapon tool combination zat I purchased in Kaer Maga from a Tengu." He shrugs his shoulders, looking to Cadence and Crummock, "Zee darkness vould give us an edge against Menschen, er men, but zee cold mould be Vorse at Nacht. I agree vee should get more rations, no vone vants to eat zee hunde"

Following along with Mister Whiskers, Einar also attempts to make a pair of snowshoes, but he has to stop, due to a very bad splinter, yeah that's it a splinter.

craft: 1d20 - 1 ⇒ (3) - 1 = 2


Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

"Crivens! Know ye naught about the Unseelie? Their vision is about as good as elves - in the pitch black of night, they can be almost as blind as humans..."

Actually, marching at night (with Endure Elements cast on each of us) could work...

Liberty's Edge

Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

Cadence tries to make a set of snowshoes, but she has absolutely no experience with it.

Craft: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 1 = 9

"I don't even know what these things are supposed to look like!" She holds up the broken show parts and sighs. "I'm okay with traveling at night. I'm human*, but I've always had great night vision."

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*She honestly believes this. She has no idea that she's anything other than human.


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The party dashes around like Heldren like madmen, trying to get all the items they need for their expedition, drawing curious stares from the Heldren residents. Some children look as if they want to touch Mr Whiskers, but their parents, sensing the party’s urgency pull them aside. At the end of the day, after visiting Iskar the Blacksmith, Vivalla the General Store Proprietor, and Mother Theodora the herbalist, they are able to get all the items they are looking for (with the exception of cleats and snowshoes).

Cadence leaves the party, telling them she will be singing at the Silver Stoat later, to have dinner with her family. The rest of the party retires to the Silver Stoat.


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Rest of party:

”Ah. Hi there, Sir,” Menander hails Einar as he comes in.”Didn’t catch your name the first time, but I guarantee this time there’ll be more then enough for you!” He proclaims as he pats himself on his chest. ”I even got a whole suckling pig from the butcher Perkins!”He motions to his servers to serve the dishes.
Dinner consists of a whole roasted suckling pig, two oven baked pheasant with rosemary, a large platter of broccoli in cheese sauce, a large bowl of tomato and mozzarella salad, individual portions of aglio olio and a pot of cream of pumpkin soup and an apple pie.


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Cadence:

”Welcome back, Cadence.” Beatrice greets Cadence as she enters the house. Cadence notices that even though her Mom is smiling, the smile does not quite reach the eyes, as if something is worrying her. ”Dinner’s ready, lets eat.” The utensils are already laid out on the dining table.

Dinner consists of a roasted turkey, baked pork ribs, a sausage platter, zucchini and bell peppers in marinara sauce, asparagus and halloumi salad, a pot of cream of butternut squash. There is no trout on the table despite Erlis mentioning she would be fishing earlier. Erlis seems rather irritated. ”The fish aren’t biting today, the weather’s too cold. I gave up and went looking for roots to dig up instead,” she grumbles. Alfred is lecturing Dorja, ”You’ve let your sling skills become rusty. Tomorrow you will bring your sling along with you, and practice while you watch the sheep with me.” Dorja protests, ”But Dad, its so unlady-like to be using a sling!” Alfred gives her a sharp glare. ”There may be wolves of the two legged kind attacking Heldren soon, and you had better be ready when it happens.”Beatrice looks like she wants to say something, stops, then continues, ”Cadence, is it true that the Mayor asked you to look for Lady Argentea and do something about the weather?”
Freya and George, catching the vibe of the grown-ups, stare at Cadence, uncertain and confused. George asks Cadence, his eyes wide with distress, ”Who's going to protect us from with monsters coming out of the woods?”

Liberty's Edge

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Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

At the Anakevo Family Home:

Cadence pulls both George and Freya into her lap. "Come here, you two." Her family, so precious to her. She wants to freeze this moment in time, to never leave. Why can't it always be like this?

You'd get bored and restless. Your spirit was meant to wander. And even if you stayed, Dorja would still get married and Erlis go off on her own adventures.

She kisses both children on the head. "Yes, the Mayor asked us to go look for Lady Argentaea, and investigate both the weather and the reports of monsters. Einar is strong, Mr. Whiskers is crafty, and Crummock... Well, he's a very determined fellow. We make a good team. I'll be going out tomorrow, and seeing what I can do because I want to keep you guys safe. If we can fix this... Shouldn't we?"

Then she hugs George. "So... tell me what you know about the monsters coming out of the woods. Have you seen them or just heard about them?"


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Cadence:

"We should, but...did the mayor have to send you?"Beatrice protests, "Why, you've just got back and then you're sent off again. Couldn't they send someone else?" She balls her fists, her teeth clenched, as she looks out of the window facing the direction of Borderwood. "We've never done anything to them. Yet they're assembling an army to attack us. Why?"

Then her expression softens. "Sorry...but in my heart, you'll always be my little girl. I know you're with good folk, but..." Her voice trails off, "Tell me, Cadence, which mother ever wants to see her child ride off to monster infested lands?" She states, her voice breaking off into a sob. Alfred gently squeezes Beatrice's hand, offering her support.

George replies, "The mayor says that bad mans and bad fairies might come out of the woods and harm us!"

Freya chimes in, "Does that mean we have to fight? I hate fighting!"


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After spending some time in a failed attempt to make snow shoes, Einar, his mind focused on preparing to leave, calms down and helps purchase the items they would need. ’It will be good to be back on the road again.’ Einar nods to Cadence as she is leaving, ”Ve shall see you at zee inn.”

at the tavern:

Heading with Mister Whiskers and Crummock directly to the Inn, Einar is a little surprised by Menander’s excited demeanor, ”I am Einar Bjornson,” Raising an eyebrow as the innkeeper, continues. ” Ein ganzes Spanferkel? Ah, a whole suckling pig? Mein guter Mann, you have outdone yourself.” Sitting down with his companions, Einar draws out his wooden spoon and kunia and begins to partake of the feast, asking his friends. ”Should vee rest for a few hours und leave at first light, or is zee plan to depart in zee night?”


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Tavern:

"Oh no. I love people who appreciate food. Honestly, I don't get to try out that suckling pig recipe except for special occasions since there aren't many tables of people who can finish it. I should thank you instead for giving me the opportunity to do it."Menander gives Einar a broad grin. "Shiela has been very generous too."

Basically he earns a commission for the food and lodging for the caravan crew.

Liberty's Edge

Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

At the Anakevo Home:

Cadence sighs. "As much as I love music, music isn't all that I do. I'm strong, Mama. I've done almost as much training with weapons as I have with music. As to why me... It's what I'm called to do. I want to be the one who steps up when needed. I want protect this place, so important to my heart."

She looks around her family, seeing the fear in Dorja's face, and worry in the faces of her parents. She looks to Dorja first. "I realize that there's a risk. I'd wanted to be able to stay for your wedding, and sing for you there. But entangling with fey is tricky. Both they and the winter weather had to come from somewhere." She reaches out a hand to Dorja. "The woods may have grown strange, tangling in an out of our reality. Or there may be a portal. All the stories talk of time not running the same in fey lands. So... if I'm late coming back, don't assume the worst."

Cadence bites her lip. "I don't have much to give you for your wedding, Dorja, so I'll give you immaterial things. Know that you have your sister's love and her blessing. Know that I also want you to take care of yourself, and your family to come. Da wants you to practice with that sling. So do I! Whether I succeed in the woods or not, there will always be trouble that strikes from time to time. Finally, I'd like to give you and your fiance today a song, if you'll take it. May I play you one at the Stoat tonight?"

She turns to Erlis. "You're strong and determined, but don't follow me into those woods. I need to know that this farm has a strong defender. Can I rely on you to be that person, Erlis?" Cadence waits for her sister's nod.

Then she holds George and Freya. "If it comes to a fight, remember that you don't have to fight fair." Cadence looks at Freya. "Colorspray and fireworks work on bandits and fey both." Then she looks to George. "I've seen you with a sling. You're pretty good. But you're even better with traps. Lay them, and hide or run away if bad things come. Or help Da and Mama with whatever needs doing, whether it's setting up a storeroom or building a barricade."

Cadence finally looks to her parents. "You all have me tonight, but then I'll be leaving. I love you, and I want you to be safe too. You know that, right?"


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Cadence:

"Oh Cadence..you've always been protective of the family. Of the people you care for. I should not have expected anything less of you." Beatrice gives a soft sigh as she dries up her tears.

Dorja reaches out and clasps Cadence's hands, like a drowning man might reach for a float."I'm scared, Cadence. I'm not a fighter like you or Erlis. I just want a peaceful and prosperous life with Justin. But now those monsters want to take it away..."When Cadence mentions about the wedding, some of the fear eases out of her face and she gives Cadence a tentative smile. "I'd love to hear you play it."

"You re too late, sis. Iskar has already told me I'm to report to him every day to help him train the new militia recruits." Erlis replies, her voice flat. "I know where my duty lies and I will see it done."

Freya looks at her hands, distressed."But I don't want to hurt anyone! And not with magic! Magic shouldn't be used to hurt people!"

George on the other hand, brightens up, "Ooh this will be fun! We could dig a hole in the ground and they'd all fall in!"

Alfred answers, "At the end of the day, we'll all have our parts to play in this. And we do what we must, when we must. Its a shame that your part takes you so far away from us, but you'll always have a place in our hearts, no matter where you'll be."He then give Cadence a hug.


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Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

Now to catch up!

Snowshoe making party!

As Mr. Whiskers leaves his attempt at snowshoes to dry, he says to Crummock "I know we have a lot to do, but how good are you at the healing arts? There was rumor of that sick boy in town. I would guess that Madame Theodora has already looked in on the child, but if you have been trained in healing it is possible you know of a remedy she doesn't."

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Towards the end of our shopping today

Later that afternoon, after checking that everyone has what they needed, Mr. Whiskers makes his way back to Madam Theodora's herbalist shop. "Hello Madam Theodora! I was wondering, would you have any scrolls of spells? I am always looking for opportunities to expand my selection."

Have about 70 gp left, which should be enough to buy one first level scroll and scribe it with money left over.

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Dinner!

Tavern:
Mr. Whiskers thanks the host for the magnificent spread. I wonder just how much of this Einar can really eat? Once again, he takes small portions of everything and stops when he starts to feel full. He does manage to fit in a second thin slice of the pie.

After Einar has started on his third plate of food, Mr. Whiskers brings up a topic that has been troubling him all day. "Einar, warum hast du so reagiert wie heute im Kräuterladen? Du weißt, dass ich Magie verwende, aber noch nie etwas Unglückliches gesagt habe."

Skald="Einar, why did you react the way that you did today at the herbalist shop? You know that I use magic, yet have never said anything disparaging about that." Can't nest spoilers


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In the Tavern:
With his mouthful, Einar shrugs his shoulders, cutting a quarter of one of the pheasants then stabbing it, putting it on his plate, swallowing. ’How much do I tell?’ "Ich weiß, dass du Magie benutzt, aber du schaust es nicht ab und verschwendest es nicht. Magie ist Macht; Magie ist eine Waffe, sie sollte nicht leicht behandelt werden” Pointing in the general location of the ‘herbalist shop’ with his Kunia, ” Die Herbalistin ', die sie der Gemeinschaft zufügt. Sie benutzt die Magie, um sie zu beeinflussen, indem sie vorgibt, dass es keine gefährliche Waffe ist, wenn sie vorgibt, dass sie hier ist, um zu helfen, was ist ihr Winkel?” He cuts the leg from the thigh of his pheasant quarter. ” Erinnerst du dich, als ich mit Erlis die Axtgriffe verschonte? Als wir fertig waren, reichte ich sie sorgfältig, wenn sie Waffen waren. Auch in der Praxis behandeln wir unsere Praxiswaffen mit Respekt; Weil Waffen gefährlich sind. Es ist das gleiche mit Magie, müssen wir behandeln es mit Respekt, nicht wie es ist ein Spiel.” Holding the thigh with his Kunia he grasps the leg and tears it from the thigh and begins to stuff it in his mouth dropping his gaze, not ready to continue. ’And it didn’t help that Cadence and her sister were there, seeing her with her family stirs up bad memories for me. But I’m not ready to explain that to anyone, not yet.

Skalf:

“I know you use magic, but you neither flaunt it nor waste it. Magic is power; magic is a weapon, it should not be treated lightly.”

”The Herbalist’ she panders to the community. She uses the magic to influence them, pretending it isn’t a dangerous weapon, pretending she is here to help, what is her angle?”

”Do you remember when I was sparing with Erlis with the axe-handles? When we were done I handed them to her carefully, is if they were weapons. Even in practice we treat our practice weapons with respect; because weapons are dangerous. It is the same with magic, we must treat it with respect, not like it is a parlor trick.”


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Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

In the tavern at dinner

Mr. Whiskers takes another bite from his slice of pie and chews on it. Is that all he sees in magic, is a weapon? I suppose it shouldn't surprise me, but still it does.

Wiping his mouth with a napkin before speaking, he then asks “Einar, wie viel wissen Sie von Magie? Ich nehme an, Sie wissen, dass es verschiedene Arten und verschiedene Methoden der Verwendung von Magie. Was sind Sie vertraut?"

Skald:
Einar, how much do you know of magic? I assume you know that there are different types and different methods of using magic. What ones are you familiar with?

I believe this fits under ancient mysteries, magic traditions, arcane symbols that are all part of knowledge: arcana. GM Mort can correct me if I’m wrong. Identifying some of the common stuff should be DC 10 or less, allowing you to know something.

I wonder if he knows that the battle trance he goes into draws on magic. Even if he does, that would still fit neatly into his view that all magic is about power.


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’Not bad, a little gamier than chicken, but not as dark as duck or as greasy as goose.’ After finishing the meat from the small leg Einar drops the bone back on his plate."Ich bin aus dem Land der Linnorm-Könige, nicht aus dem leeren Norden, wir hatten Kleriker, Inquisitoren und Kriegsgefangene, die alle auf Götter für ihre Kräfte vertrauten."

Picking up the thigh and taking a bite. "Es waren reisende Barden, die kamen und spielten für ihr Abendessen, mit kleinen Magie versuchen zu behaupten, dass es harmlos war. Auch der Graf hielt einen Skald, der wie die Barden unterhielt, aber wir sahen auch ihre Liedzauberarbeit im Kampf, so dass wir nicht wussten, dass wir den scheinbar harmlosen Barden vertrauen konnten. "

Biting into the thigh again he chewed and swallowed the bite, not wanting to speak with food in his mouth. "Der Earl hielt auch einen cheliax Zauberer in seinem Angestellten, er sagte meiner Mutter, dass er ein Zauberkünstler war, er würde oft Kreaturen beschwören, und natürlich gab es mehrere Hexen. Einst war ein Botschafter, der den Grafen besuchte, eine weiße Hexe, wie die unsre Freundin so angst hat."

Einar spits out a small bone. ” Schließlich war meine Mutter eine Zauberin. Das Produkt eines Sklavenmädchens und eines Cambion, oder so ist die Geschichte überliefert worden; Und ich glaube, es muss wahr sein. Die Zauberei einer dämonischen Blutlinie ist seit mehreren Generationen durch die Mutter und ihre Mutter geführt worden. Meine Mutter, bevor sie meinem Vater gegeben wurde, wurde um den Earls-Haushalt herumgereicht. Sie benutzte ihre Magie, um die Köpfe der Männer zu kontrollieren. So wie sie bekommen, was sie wollten, würde sie gewinnen, was sie wollte; Geschenke, Wissen, Rache. Schließlich wollte sie die Frau eines reichen Mannes sein. Also, mit ihrer Magie manipulierte sie den Earl und gab sie meinem Vater. Sie verwendete schnell ihre Magie, um meinen Vater zu veranlassen, seine gesetzliche Frau zu scheiden und sie zu heiraten. "

Pushing his plate away. ” "Es gibt viele Arten von Stärke: finanzielle Stärke, körperliche Stärke, militärische Stärke, geistige Stärke und magische Stärke. Alle Stärke ist Macht. Alle Stärken sind Waffen der einen oder anderen. Der Geist ist eine Waffe so viel wie der Arm so viel wie Magie. Diejenigen, die die Kraft haben, die Macht, die Waffen; Sie werden sie für ihre eigenen Zwecke verwenden und ansonsten glauben, dass es töricht ist. "

Einar gives his friend a sad smile. ” "Es ist nicht aus Unwissenheit, dass ich denen nicht traue, die die wahre Natur der Magie verbergen, sie ist aus Angst und Respekt. Ich vertraue einem Mann mehr, der sein Schwert auf seinem Gürtel viel mehr trägt als ein Mann, der ein Messer oben seinen Ärmel steckt. "

Looking down at his plate as he wipes his mouth with his sleeve. ”It appears zat I have lost my appetite.

Skald:

“I’m from the land of Linnorm Kings, not the empty north, we had clerics, Inquisitors and warpriests, who all relied on gods for their powers.”

“There were traveling bards who came and played for their supper, using small magic trying to pretend that it was harmless. Also the Earl kept a Skald, who entertained like the bards, but we also saw her song magic work in battle so we knew not to trust the seemingly harmless bards.”

“The Earl also kept a cheliax wizard in his employee, he told my mother he was a conjurer , he would often summon creatures, and of course there were several witches. Once there was an ambassador who visited the Earl, she was a white witch, like those our friend is so afraid of.”

“Last but not least my mother was a sorceress. The product of a slave girl and a Cambion, or so the story has been passed down; and based on my taint I assume it must be true. Sorcery of a demonic bloodline has ran through mother and her mother and hers before for several generations. My mother, before she was given to my father, was passed around the Earls household. She used her magic to control men’s minds. So as they were getting what they wanted, she would gain what she wanted; gifts, knowledge, revenge. Eventually she wanted to be the wife of a rich man. So, using her magic she manipulated the Earl into giving her to my father. She quickly used her magic to cause my father to divorce his legal wife and to marry her.”

“There are many types of strength: financial strength, physical strength, military strength, mental strength and magical strength. All strength is power. All strengths are weapons of one sort or another. The mind is a weapon as much as the arm as much as magic. Those who have the strength, the power, the weapons; they will use them for their own ends and to believe otherwise is foolish.”

“It is not out of ignorance that I do not trust those who hide the true nature of magic, it is out of fear and respect. I trust a man more who wears his sword on his belt much more than a man who tucks a knife up his sleeve.”

Mort, if this is too much "knowledge" about magic, he can change his background skill from geography to lore: magic in the north.

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Anakevo Household:
Cadence gets up and hugs Erlis fiercely. "I know you will do your duty! You always do! I'm so proud of you." She looks around, with tears in her eyes, wondering when she'll ever spend time here again. When she does, will Erlis be gone? Will Freya and George be all grown up?

She kisses all of them, and then takes her youngest sibling's hands. "Shall we go see Uncle at the Silver Stoat? We've got to give Justin and Dorja their song."

_____

Cadence arrives at the Silver Stoat, fiddle slung over her back, her entire family in tow. She smiles warmly at everyone, and starts the fiddle playing merrily, taking breaks to sing to Dorja and her nervous beau. From time to time, she grins out at the rest of her family, or meets the gazes of Crummock, Einar and Mr. Whiskers. But most of her attention is on her shy younger sister, the one who always loved quiet activities at home.

♫ When I look into your eyes
And I see the woman who's come to call
It always comes as a surprise
To see the change, see you fair and tall

And now you'll have a place
You and Justin'll call your own
But that's all right my love
Whatever you build will be home

So it's time for you to take his hand
And tell him everything will be all right
Life is change, it doesn't go as planned
But your love will keep you warm throughout the night

Once my baby sister
Now launching on your own
Wherever you're together
That's your home

Home could be Oppara's glittering lights
Or our Heldren's early morning dew
Wherever life leads, your future bright
Home is now the two of you ♫

She holds up a glass. "To my sister, Dorja, and her intended, Justin! A toast!"

____
Source: You're my home by Billy Joel


Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

Mr. Whiskers listens as his friend describes what he knows of magic. I don't think he has received any real training in magic. He is judging it by what he has seen it do. It doesn't seem like he knows anything of the training required.

When he pushes his plate away, Mr. Whiskers says "Es tut mir leid, wenn das Thema des Gesprächs Ihnen Unbehagen verursacht hat. Darauf können wir zu einem anderen Zeitpunkt zurückkommen."

Feeding a scrap of bread soaked in some of the juices to Nivean, he says "Ich denke, Sie sollten wissen, dass Freyas Magie erfordert Ausbildung nur um Unfälle zu verhindern. Frau Theodora hat Freya gewarnt, dass sie mit ihrer Magie vorsichtig sein muss, und sie scheint diese Warnungen ernst zu nehmen. Die Sache ist, dass Madam Theodora auch weiß, dass für jemanden wie Freya die Magie veröffentlicht werden will. Freya muss damit umgehen, um es zu kontrollieren."

Skald:

I'm sorry if the topic of conversation has caused you discomfort. We can come back to this at another time.

I think you should know that Freya's magic requires training just to prevent accidents. Madam Theodora has warned Freya that she needs to be careful with her magic, and she appears to take those warnings seriously. The thing is that Madam Theodora also knows that for someone like Freya the magic wants to be released. Freya must practice with it in order to control it.

Switching to the Taldan language (Common), Mr. Whiskers also decides to change the topic. "It looks like we will be leaving in the morning. We should relax and enjoy tonight!"

Shortly after that, Cadence arrives and gives her performance. Mr. Whiskers happily joins in the toast.


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Cadence's song is greeted by raucous cheers and applause by the taverngoers. Justin and Dorja drink a toast to Cadence, and Cadence can see that some of the worry ease out of his sister's face and they give you a genuine smile.

Cadence returns to her family to sleep while the rest turn in for the night.

Cadence:

As she is about to turn in to bed, she hears a light knock on the door, and Erlis enters her room, then sits next to her bed. "God, I've never trained anyone before, I'm barely more then a student myself. What if I screw up?" She remarks, putting her head in her hands. "And Freya, didn't you see her reaction about using magic to fight? She's only six for goodness sake. I don't want to see my kid sister become a killer at six, damnit! And not with something she's loves so much..." She punches an unoffending pillow.She then gives Cadence a wry smile, "I really shouldn't be burdening you with all this...you have a long journey ahead of you."She says, then moves to return to her room.


Retired to Triaxius

"your my home" from "Piano Man" not my first Billy Joel tape, not my last. Yeah, I said tape…

Einar empties the stein in front of him. ”Ich verstehe Unterrichtskontrolle. Aber nicht lehren sie die Natur der Macht selbst setzt sie für Schmerzen am besten und kontrolliert von anderen schlechter. Die Welt ist nicht schön, alte Damen, die Pflanzen wachsen und verbergen die wahre Natur der Dinge. Es ist böse Männer, die jede Waffe benutzen, die sie ihre Hände auflegen können. Ihr und ich beide wissen, Wenn böse Männer Waffen nicht kontrollieren können, zerstören sie sie. Ich will nicht, dass das mit Cadences Schwester passiert. “

Einar stands to leave, just as Cadence and her family walks in, not wanting to seem rude, he returns to his seat and whispers to Mr. Whiskers, ”Vee have traveled far together mein Freund, have you not noticed zat I do not relax vell.” He lifts his stein to let the server know he is ordering another mead, when Cadence finishes her song, he applauds along with the rest of the crowd.

Skald:
I understand teaching control. But not teaching her the nature of power itself sets her up for hurt at best and controlled by others at worse. The world is not nice old ladies who grow plants and hide the true nature of things. It is evil men who will use any weapon they can lay their hands on. You and I both know If evil men cannot control weapons they destroy them. I do not want that to happen to Cadence’s sister.


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

One of the servers walks over to Einar, and says, "Sorry. We're under orders by the Mayor not to serve you guys too many drinks. You've got an important journey ahead of you tomorrow. Would you like some Apple Cider instead?"

Lol Curfews!


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Earlier during shopping

"Hmm a lang journey yuh out pon no?"Mother Theodora nods her head, "Di spirits sey yuh might need dis. It wi help yuh understand fi a while any tongue spoken an written." She takes out a small scroll from the scroll cabinet behind the counter. Then another scroll, out of its own violation, flies out of the cupboard and lays itself beside the first. Mother Theodora looks surprised."Hmm dis a strange, di spirits undecided,"she remarks."Ribbit" Mr Whiskers hears a croak from somewhere around the counter.

Comprehend languages - 1st scroll, magic weapon - 2nd scroll. Your choice.


Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

Mr. Whiskers thanks Madam Theodora and pays her for the scroll of Comprehend Languages. While there, he also buys sufficient supplies to scribe the spell.

25 GP +10 GP. I probably will not have a chance to scribe it right now. Just the one scroll for now.

At the tavern

With a short chuckle, Mr. Whiskers quips "So, you need practice relaxing my friend?"

When offered the cider, Mr. whiskers holds out his cup and says "Gladly!" He takes a short sip before thanking the server.

He will stick around for a short time, but wants enough time for another shower before bed. He wants to be in bed by about 10PM so he can awake well rested.

Liberty's Edge

Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

Cadence hugs half the folks in the tavern before leaving, saying goodbye to as many of the faces of Heldren as she can. Then she comes up to Einar, Mr. Whiskers and Crummock. "I'll see you boys in the morning. Where shall we meet, and when?"

Before leaving, she gives Einar a friendly squeeze on the shoulder, and she sets off.

Erlis:
"Erlis, you want to camp out with me tonight? Like when we were girls?" Cadence pats the bed, encouraging her sister to sit beside her.

"You'll be a great teacher. That's how we best learn, you know. By teaching." She strokes Erlis's hair. "I don't want Freya to have to fight either, but I want her to know the option is there. If bandits try to snatch that kid up, I want them to get the shock of their lives." Then Cadence buries her head in Erlis's shoulder. "Oh gods, I will miss you all so much. I'm hoping that we can just get in, get out, and get home... but I've heard too many stories of how fey magic works to believe that it will be that easy." She looks up at her sister with tears in her eyes. "I love traveling, but the leaving.... That just sucks. Always."


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Don't worry about scribing. As long as you have gp, it suddenly magically converts into ink and paper. Because, Magic. You'll pay GP cost for scribing, but nothing else. I will also not make you have to carry 5,000 gp diamonds for raise dead. As long as you have the gp, you can cast the spell.

The server pours Mr Whiskers a mug of apple cider.

Mr Whiskers has a good hot shower before he goes to bed.

Tavern morning:

At the crack of dawn, Kale comes up and knocks on each of your various doors. "Rise an' shine, everyone! yer got a long day ahead av yer!"

After all of you have dressed and go down to the taproom, Kale comes up to the table. "Spinach an' rasher quinche or blueberry muffins?"


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Cadence:

"Love to, Cadence. I wish I had as much confidence in myself as you do it me." Erlis gives Cadence a wry smile. "If any fighting starts, I'll try to keep Freya out of harm's way." Erlis assures Cadence. To Cadence's suggestion in giving the bandits a nasty surprise when they grab Freya, she replies, "I'll speak to Mother Theodora about it. She knows the ways of the world, but does not want to expose Freya to the harsh realities of it. Rightly so, but we may not have the luxury of doing it now." Erlis sighs, then pets Cadence as she cries into her shoulder."Saying good-bye sucks for us too," she states, sympathetically.

The next morning at the crack of dawn, Cadence wakes up to the sound of Erlis getting out of the bed. There's a delicious smell of omelets wafting in the air. When Cadence gets to the dining table, she sees that everyone is having breakfast of a Farmers Omelette. At the side of the dining room is an enormous set of bagpipes, a drum, 2 pairs of cymbals and a flute. "Morning, Cadence," Beatrice flashes Cadence a smile as she invites Cadence to breakfast.

When Cadence leaves her family:

" Give us a moment, we'll see you off." Alfred says, and the entire family gets dressed, and follows Cadence out into the empty streets beyond. Alfred then carries the enormous set of bagpipes with him, Erlis takes the drum, Dorja takes the flute, and Freya and George take the cymbals.

Basically there will be a sending-off band for the party

Liberty's Edge

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Female Ifrit Fractured Mind Spiritualist 1 | HP 9/10 | AC 16, T 13, FF 13 | CMD 14 | F+3 R+3 W+1 (+4 vs Enchantment) | Init +3 | Per +0, SM -1 | Speed 30 ft | Spells 2/2 1st | Active Conditions: Ready to Rock

My own marching band!

Freya pulls out her fiddle, and plays along with her family as they march towards the tavern.

♫ Into the woods
For Lady Argentaea --
Into the woods
As a bandit slayer!

Into the woods --
It's time, and so
We're off to face fey armies
Into the woods
And through the trees
Leaving families
Seeking mysteries

Into the woods,
And to the snow
Do you believe?
What do you know?

The way is fraught
The ice is slick
Our snow shoes naught
The snow too thick!

The woods are just trees,
The trees are just wood.
I sort of hate to ask it,
But will we need a casket?

Into the woods
With Crum I-Phail
The path is straight,
We know it well.
Into the woods,
And who can tell
What's waiting on the journey?

Into the woods
To meet some fey
Perhaps help Ein
Blow them away

Into the woods
Where bandits stay
If they hurt my town
I’ll make them pay

But into the woods,
Into the woods,
Into the woods
Saving Heldren town
Exploring after dark! ♫

Source: Into The Woods - Prologue Into The Woods


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The band plays on merrily along, with George and Freya banging the cymbals enthusiastically, and by the time you get there, half the village is stepping out in their night dresses, rubbing their eyes sleepily in astonishment, staring at the band. Some of the villagers (Cadence's close friends) get dressed and join the band, singing to the song.

Tavern dudes:

You hear the sound of a band, and Cadence singing, while you're having your breakfast.

Just before the party leaves town:

Cadence's family and friends follows her to the very edge of Heldren. There her family plays Auld Lang Syne, with Beatrice as the lead vocalist.

"Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and never brought to mind?
Should auld acquaintance be forgot,
and auld lang syne?

For auld lang syne, my jo,
for auld lang syne,
we'll tak' a cup o' kindness yet,
for auld lang syne."

Alfred gives the party a salute as they leave, and they continue to wave until the party gets out of sight.

I know you need more instruments then that, like a trumpet. Even though I didn't see anyone using cymbals in the video, when I listened I figured someone did, there were some resounding clashes of cymbals. And I know I also need a trumpet player, but figured that cymbals were easier to pick up for kids then a trumpet. Yes, I am a musician in my own right too, though I don't really have all that much talent.


Male Ratfolk NG Arcanist 18 | HP 130/130 | AC 27 Tch 16 Fl 24 | CMB +8 CMD 23 | F +15 R +14 W +15, +2 vs. Disease | Init +8 | Perc +20, +2 when Nivean near | Speed 20 | Spells: 6/6 6/6 3/6 6/6 6/6 6/6 2/5 5/5 2/3 Ares 15/24 RoP 3/6 Rod 0/6 3/3 | Mind Blank

Mr. Whiskers asks if he couldn't have a small portion of the quiche for breakfast and a single muffin to take with.

He is rather surprised when he first hears the music, but smiles brightly as he figures out what is happening. Quickly finishing his last bite of quiche, he quickly wipes his paws and mouth with a napkin. He gladly joins Cadence as the group is given a parade out of town. When Alfred salutes, he awkwardly tries to return it.

Once out of sight of the townsfolk, he looks to Einar and says "Shall we try to find the trail?" He starts searching as they move through the area.

Survival: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (13) + 5 = 18


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Yale smiles and gives Mr Whiskers a small bag for the muffin, after serving him the quiche.

Crummock's snowshoes are the only usable pair the party has managed to fashion, the rest falling apart in the night. Einar also collects his crocodile hide boots and belt from Sophia.

Mr Whiskers easily picks up Yuln's trail as the party and their dogs makes their way into the woods. As they proceed deeper, they find the woods getting colder, and a layer of snow on the ground floor of the woods. The party starts doning their cold weather gear.

Yes, without your cold weather gear you'd be making fort saves now as per CRB rules: An unprotected character in cold weather (below 40° F) must make a Fortitude save each hour (DC 15, +1 per previous check) or take 1d6 points of nonlethal damage. A character who has the Survival skill may receive a bonus on this saving throw and might be able to apply this bonus to other characters as well (see the skill description).

About 3 hours later

The road ahead is littered with debris and corpses of slain humans and horses. A carriage stands in the roadway, its team of horses missing or cut free, while another overturned carriage lies sprawled and broken next to the tree line. To the south, more bodies have fallen around what appears to be a statue of ice. A snowy trail leads deeper into the forest. Most of the bodies lie pierced with tiny needles and shards of ice. All of the bodies have been stripped of armor and weapons.

From here on, everything is considered as difficult terrain, it takes 10 ft of movement to move a 5 ft square due to snow. You are unable to charge or take 5 ft steps.


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

A1:
Someone has already looted this overturned carriage. Two of Lady Argentea’s handmaidens lie dead inside. A search of the carriage yields the handmaidens’ spare clothing, including three courtier’s outfits worth a total of 90 gp.

A2:
The decorative chasings on this expensive carriage bear the marks of Taldan heraldry, as well as damage from the many arrows fired in the battle that took place here. A spear has been wedged between the handles of the carriage doors to hold them closed.Muffled sounds of movement emanate from inside the carriage. Removing the spear to open the doors is a move action.Open door?

A3:
The remains of the Taldan captain tasked with escorting Lady Argentea from Zimar back to Oppara stand here as a gruesome statue, his slain body mostly encased in ice. Someone made an example of him for others to find. Unfortunately, the captain’s body is no longer intact, as someone carved away pieces of him that now lie in blocks of slowly melting ice at his feet. The frozen captain still wears his masterwork breastplate, emblazoned with Taldan heraldry, and one of the chunks of ice contains the captain’s arm, still grasping his longsword.

A4:
At the edge of the massacre site, an obvious trail leads between a copse of trees and over a snowy plain toward the Border Wood.


Retired to Triaxius

what no more alcohol?
'Well if the alcohol is done, I may as well go to bed. Einar pushes his chair back as he stands nods toward Mister Whiskers and Crummock, "I may as vell go on to bed, Haben eine gute Nacht Herren, err, a good evening, ya." Realizing Cadence is headed their way he stays put long enough for her to reach the table. As she asks time and place Einar again looks from Mister Whiskers and Crummock and recommends "Vee should ask Innkeeper Kale to vake us up at dawn und eat a qvick Frühstück, So let us meet out front fifteen minutes or so after sunrise." As Cadence reaches in to squeeze his shoulder, Einar rests his hand on her shoulder, attempting a smile he tells her, "Enjoy your Übernachtung vit your sister, ya." As he watches her leave his smile fades. 'so much like the flower, the room fades when she leaves.' As he heads to his room he asks "Gastwirt Kale, could you vake us at dawn?"

at dawn
Hearing the knock on the door, Einar quickly gets around dressing in his winter garb, grabbing his rucksack and grabbing his glaive he heads to the dining room. Resting his glaive in the rack near the door, he rests his pack under it he joins his companions at the table. Seeing the quiche and muffins he raises an eyebrow when Kale asks 'or' 'quishe or muffins did Sheila stop paying? Oh well. Einar smiles and points at the muffins, reaching into the warm basket grasping two in each hand, his smile broadens, "Zee muffins please, und I vill take one or two for zee road ya?"

Just as he finishes the second muffin he hears the sound of music moving in their general direction, tucking the last two muffins in his coat pocket, gathering his pack and weapon, he joins Crummock and Mister Whiskers as they exit the building.

Slipping his pack on and resting his weapon on his shoulder he slips in with the parade seeing the towns favorite daughter off. Smiling slightly as Beatrice slips into song, 'Ahhh she got her talent for music from her mother, no surprise, we all get something from her don't we. As the team moves out of town, Einar slips to the front with his friend, 'Back to what I do best, working the front with Mister Whiskers. Einar nods as Mister Whiskers mentions looking for the trail, and begins searching for the tracks from the big northerner that gave them his sword.

perception: to find: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (1) + 8 = 9
survival: to follow: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Nodding in agreement as Mister Whiskers points out the trail, They follow it together as the sun rises, until they come upon the road littered with the remains of a battle.

Einar instinctively throws a fist into the air at shoulder height and drops to a crouch, so he is only slightly higher than Mister Whiskers. Seeing only the bodies of men and beasts Einar turns and recommends "Crummock could you command zee dogs to stay here? Vee do not vant them to varn anyvone." Moving quickly to the first wagon, Einar hearing movement softly calls out "Be still, I vill open zee door." He rests his glaive against the wagon and with one hand removes the spear and with the other opens the carriage door.


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Einar sees two guards in the caravan, their colour an ashen grey. One has his neck half sawed off, the other has been disembowelled. Yet they both rise at the side of Einar, trying to grasp at him.

Cadence Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (9) + 2 = 11
Einar Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Mr Whiskers Init: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (2) + 2 = 4
Crummock Init: 1d20 - 2 ⇒ (13) - 2 = 11
Zombies: 1d20 ⇒ 12

Cadence knowledge religion: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (20) + 2 = 22

Cadence realises those two guards are already dead and have been animated as zombies. She also knows that they are resistant to damage done except by slashing weapons.


Retired to Triaxius

'Undead in the wagon, no one said anything about undead.' Realizing his proximity to the undead, he uses the spear he drew from the handle as he calls upon his demonic heritage; his body tranforms: His ankles and feet shift becoming more animal like, his hands also grew larger with talons, now appearing as claws, his maw extended and his eyes grew red, his small black horns became more prominent as his skin shift from pale almost unnoticeable scales to large glistening ones. He thrusts the spear at the nearest creature. As he screams "Ve are set upon by undead!" and releasing the spear he steps back looking for an opportunity to pounce on the other one.

rage, round 1, attack: spear, 5 ft step back
attack: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (9) + 7 = 16 for damage: 1d8 + 9 ⇒ (1) + 9 = 10 a one, he rolled a one... maybe I should have taken power attack


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

You cannot 5 ft step! Treating it as a bite, you remain where you are.


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

The zombie doesn't taste good, but not as bad as it could have been(cold preserved it)

One of the zombies tries to clobber Einar, with the other trying to shamble up, which Einar cuts vertically into two, with the two halves toppling into the snow.

slam: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (4) + 4 = 8
Einar Aoo: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (10) + 7 = 17
dmg: 1d10 + 9 ⇒ (8) + 9 = 17


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Crummock, Cadence, Einar, Mr Whiskers, then zombie again


Strange Aeons Grp 2 |

Retcon - Einar never got his AOO out so still 2 zombies. And he didn't bite the zombie either, choosing to stab it 2 handed with his shortspear.

Einar finds that his spear does not petrate as deeply as it should. The remaining zombie shambles towards him, and stops.

Dmg: 1d6 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14


Male Bleachling (Gnome) Oracle (Spirit Guide) 18 (HP 219+5/219+5) (AC 49/27/38) (CMD 24) (Fort +17, Ref +25, Will +17) (Init +2) (Perception+32)

"Ack! Gyrff Cerdded!"

Aklo:
"Ack! Walking Corpses!"

Crummock stabs the injured zombie.

MW Cold Iron Starknife: 1d20 + 6 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 6 + 1 = 15, for 1d4 + 5 + 1 ⇒ (4) + 5 + 1 = 10 damage.

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