The Conquest of Ambervale

Game Master Nicos

"What is your Shaman's name, and which tribe are you from?"

Khulta...the Spinegougers

"Why did she send you after us?"

Tog... know not - He say it with a surprise face, like he is just realizing it.

"Hmph."

"One last question. Where is your clan?"

You let tog leave after?

"Of course. You've been very cooperative, Tog."

We live in mountains with snow

"I see. Well, thank you Tog for being so helpful."

"Why don't you head on home?"

If/when Tog leaves, I wait until he's a good distance ahead and then begin tracking him to wherever he goes.

He seems confused, like he don't know where to go, walking in circles and that kind of things.

"Do you not remember how to get home?" Sven says, trying to hide his annoyance.

Err, unless you mean he walks away from us...the image I got from that was him just walking in circles around the clearing we're in.

Tog never came here before, Tog not know, only gohok know... - he points one of the corpses, the one from where Vendrick found the compass.

Sven facepalms.

He summarily ignores Tog and begins trying to track the signs of the larger party as they came in.

Which might actually be EASIER, all I have to do is follow the scent of Ogre.

What Vendrick does?

"Amra? Who are the Spinegougers?"

Amra:I'm not sure. But he mentioned mountains and snow, that can only be the north tribes, that is pretty far from here.

Vraljyiya:You are soft with the ones that tried to kill you - She say to sven.

"It's not like he's any real threat. The guy doesn't even seem like he could figure out how to lace up his shoes without help, much less kill me."

"Well lead on then Rangers! I shall support thee. Do your rangering thing. Id rather save my magics for emergencies rather than waste it imitating your masterful expertises." Vendrick says, thinly veiling his lack of tracking magic.

Survival check. And what you do with vral?

Survival: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (18) + 10 = 28 Plus a +4 or +8 bonus for Scent, I believe.

And we bring Vral with us.

After 40 minutes you find their encampment. Seems they were there for a day or so. You find a different smell, more soft and sweet, like perfume, it contrast with all the filthiness.

The trail have been weakened by a rain but Sven is able to follow it, after a couple of hours...you still have way more road ahead. The trail go north, , pointing to the snowy peaks. That will take at least a day to reach.

"How urgent was it that we get back to Aldwall with Vraljyiya? I would like to at least follow this trail so I know where they are before turning back, if we have the time. Can we spare a day?"

What Vendrick answer to that?

"Fine by me. Do we have enough people to take down this shaman though?"

"I'm planning for just recon for now. Find out where the place is before the trail goes cold, and then head back to Aldwall and come back with reinforcements. Desmond, if no one else."

Do you want Amra go back to aldawall with vral or something?

She could, I guess.

"Whose Desmond?"

"He's a man I've worked with a couple of times now. We had just returned from a job when I was called to come see you, in fact."

"Ah I see. So what are you? Some kind of Wereboar? You have remarkable control over yourself. An inborn talent perhaps? It is reminiscent of druidic shaping."

"Close. My grandfather was a wereboar. My father inherited the curse, but only passed down part of it to me. I transform only partially. You should have seen my dad when he got angry. It was terrifying, the first few times I saw it."

After Walking for hours, the acute sense of Sven tell him that you have left the territory controlled by Alwall. Goblins, trolls, ogres and other things can be detected by the smell, Impossible to tell how many of them.

Another Survival for cherry picking the trail you are looking for.

Take 10 for a 20? Unless the trail is over 5 hours old that should do it.

Ok. But Once you start to ascend in the snowy mountains 20 is not enough. Anyways, you follow the trail. The climate start getting colder, way colder in fact. Vendrick realize the change is too abrupt to be natural, but Sven can testify that in the vale coexist several unusual systems, like cold forest next to a swamp.

You need to roll to keep following the trail, but in the meantime you both witness a battle of two goblinoid clans. There are like 200 goblins involved, and the combat ends when a huge blue and white worm emerge from the snow and start eating goblin after goblin forcing the clans to run for their lives.

You also would need some stealth checks after this point.

How many Stealth checks? Also, keep in mind the snow doesn't (per the Scent description) affect my Survival. The only factor that matters is number of hours, and strength of scent (something as smelly as an Ogre could potentially even give me a BONUS).

The description of scent is rather vague "The DC increases or decreases depending on how strong the quarry's odor is, the number of creatures, and the age of the trail", But taking into account you need a day to reach the mountain, the DC have increased beyond Sven capabilities

There's another description, that starts it at DC 10, +2 per hour. But the existence of a battlefield makes the point moot. If not, I coud use the regular Survival skill easily enough (DC 10 for soft ground, -3 DC for tracking 9 people, -1 for there being 2 Ogres in the group, +1 for 24 hours passing, and +10 for fresh snow (?) for a DC of 17 were it not for that.

I should apply a big circumstance penalty due to the fact that hundreds of other creatures transit for that place, but I feel lazy today.
The trails seems to pass through the huge white worm territory toward where the goblins are running away. About the stealth check, I suppose you could roll just once, but taking into account the sheer number of goblins and other things that live there, if you walk in an open space and unless you have a good tactic or something to be really stealthy you will be spotted sooner or later.

Sven motions at the others to stay still and wait for the armies to disperse.

We can just wait until they're gone, no?

yes

Once they have all gone, we continue onward.

Lets see

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Sven find the end of the ogre trail. It end in an open space, apparently the goblin tribe have moved. It is easy to follow the trail of the tribe, but it seems there will be a serious snowfall soon and the tribe seems to move further into the cold north. What do you do?

*ahem*

Keep following.

You are stubborn U_U!, I thought I would not use this tables so early. Remember, I have mostly planned areas, not encounters.

Roll perception.

"So a myconid walks into a bar. The bartender says, 'I'm sorry, but we don't serve your kind here.' The myconid replies, 'Why not? I'm a fun guy!'"

WOuld you like a side quest desmond?

I was thinking that you can go and kill the remaining Harpy, or an urban adventure if you prefer

Perception: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (14) + 14 = 28

Also if whatever it is is within 30 feet I automatically detect it.

*Ahem* Vendrick, and waiting for Desmond answer

Sure, what's the point of splitting the party if both parts aren't in danger? :p

But yeah, an urban adventure could be fun.