The Ravaging of the River Kingdoms (Inactive)
Game Master Darksmokepuncher

Sense motive Eddric

1d20 + 4 ⇒ (13) + 4 = 17
Or did you mean on Eddric's motive?

"Ni Illath nefeen letep na..."

"The lizardling is speaking truth, she won't be harmed while in their care." He looks directly at Audrey. "I honestly don't see another path that ends with us surviving..."

Audrey signs: Tell him you need me. See if there is some other collateral they will accept. You are all certainly quick enough to leave me behind...except you.

She looks at Eddric.

Eddric aggressively stares at the war chief captor, then without a word he reaches out to the spears ready to kill and slits his palm against them. Then shows his bloody hand to the war chief. After he points at Audrey he gives her his hand.

"I think I got an idea, tell me you have some of that fancy magic still." The goal of his gesture was to show that Audrey was the parties healer, that withholding her would reduce their combat effectiveness.

Warm blue light envelopes Eddric's hand and the cut heals as though it never was.

"Do you understand the situation Worm Dragon!" Eddric pauses for its response.

The Kobolds look to Thaegrin to translate.

A half-smirk almost shows itself at Anga's comment. The wizard translates to the chief.

"hesi iejir di aroden ui reluctant ekess cha'sid svern hesi irisvar. jaci toric sjek wux kampiun jacioniv importance ekess udoka. ui mobi nomagqe vi material noach yth janik jaseve persvek jacioniv goawy?"

Wraith murmurs to the others. "I agree, leaving behind one of our own is unthinkable."

Wraith bows before Sootscale. " si propose vi vargach di wills. yth geou tepoha vi contest. whoever shilta zexenuma awake wer drongilti vaexir ekess wer grandscale di wer vrrar headed gherthael nishka prove allegiance. si tekilek wer janikup sootscale vur si bevi tikil dahakoan ekess show throdenilt nokglaur loupon si tepoha ihk jacion."

Wraith gets down on his knees in front of Sootscale and bows low.

Upon seeing the tiefling drop to his knees, the kobolds cheered in triumph. In response, Chief Fireback belched flame from his gapping jaws and Chief Sootscale drew himself to his full height.

"Yang satu ini mempunyai idea yang betul. Penghormatan adalah kerana yang Grandscale! Berlutut dan menerima kata akhir saya!"

"geou wux jihai nomeno relekihl janikup clan? sjek vin outsider shilta show throdenilt homage ekess dout grandscale, geou wux origato udoka shio gethrisj ekess tir dout distolir vur svent wer horned fueryoni vur mites?"

Fireback steps forward.

"Anda bertutur lidah kami, anda bajingan anjing kampung tetapi anda tidak boleh memahami cara kami. Cabaran yang di bawahnya yang paling rendah di kalangan kita, tiada siapa ibadat Grandscale. Sootscale adalah umat pilihan kami untuk memimpin dan kemudian, hanya apabila kita berkumpul menentang musuh bersama.Rukuk sekarang, untuk kobold yang adalah tuan anda sekarang!"

"Imbecile! We were about to depart with their respect, and you nullify our efforts. If you are so eager to serve, perhaps we should leave you here."

Already on his knees due to the low ceiling and his palms flat against his thighs, Anga slightly tilts his head forward no more than a few inches. The shadows cast on his face from the drawn hood deepen as his head lowers before the reptilians.

"Ickth vanuct fal gorem tal nee gemenstock. Sheal forsaten muchkh al benaert." He mutters under his breath.

Those who listen can hear the strain in the thiefs voice as he says.
"I'm going to live."

Leaving without all of us is no way to leave, wizard.

Knowledge Religion? History? To know Kobold's ways?1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

kwi? rimem fireback jahus coi? re wux kiri proud ekess lower dout fothisev ekess rimem sootscale, wer grandscale? jaci svaust filki jaka jaciar said homage jahus qort ekess jacion? mobi ui ehis xuut mrith admiring vur praising jacida deeds persvek svabolen tangis wux tepoha"claimed" ekess admire persvek gavir ekess tepoha elected jacion ekess xkhat wer grandscale! wux re ti wer ir ekess svaust si mi vaexir, shar ekess wer jennu sootscale. jennu sootscale, yth jalyur jahen shafaer vi mission ekess sulta wer tekir ithquenti, vur yth geou gladly svent dout wioti wer mites. shar yth rigluin hesi entire svih persvek gavir ihk dout geou ekess qe carried ekik. yth re shar vi lauth; yth geou rigluin hesi irisvar ekess nakta udoka versvesh ekess slathalin wer tekir ithquenti vur wer mites. ios hesi gliiwr ripeik capabilities, yth geou tepoha failed wer grandscale persvek svabolen pamon wants ekess disappoint."

"Translate for me word for word." Eddric turns to the war-chief. " Kill me, your claim to power is fifty kobolds trapping five humans. You want us dead, DO IT." Eddric stands, arms stilled tied behind his back. "The truth is you want us to kill the Stag Lord, you want us to kill these mites. We want peace and to create a promising trade network. Make a deal with us or kill us, your choice but lets do away with this slaver crap. If you wanted more slaves there are better suited out their for that life then a bunch of hot heads warriors."

Anga whispers quickly to Thaegrin.

"Althien emon TU vaelen tu."

"Calm down, Eddric. Let me handle this, I will paraphrase for you later." the wizard answers tersely.

Thaegrin smiles ingratiatingly to the chiefs across the chasm. "hesi ukrisir arytiss ui eager ekess smash mites. wer half-devil renthisjic truth, despite jacida lack di manners usv pride usv shishini. wer aesthyr ui vital ekess hesi success, sjek wux geou indulge nomeno allowance."

He nods in respect.
Diplomacy 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (10) + 2 = 12 Bloody hell. Rolls to aid, anyone?

Hell yeah aiding AND abetting!

Dip-lo 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (15) + 1 = 16

OOC: I don't speak lizard... BTW this whole not meta gaming at all is kinda like playing hardcore style. I have no idea whats going on outside of what gets translated.

^^Edited as per your request for a translation.

OOC: Cool s#~$ then aid me in broS!
1d20 + 13 ⇒ (9) + 13 = 22

Fireback screams flames and addresses Wraith.

"Sootscale adalah penghormatan kerana sebagai wakil kami! Kepujian penaklukan anda semua kobolds dan kami hargai. Saya memberi amaran kepada kamu tidak bercakap lagi kerana saya tidak akan mengalami kejahilan anda apa-apa lagi.Satu perkataan dan saya ak..."

Sootscale cuts him off.

"Saya bersetuju dengan saudara anda. Pemanah tidak akan bercakap lagi."

He turns to Thaegrin.

"Anda mempunyai pilihan sekarang. Anda boleh melutut dan memberi penghormatan sebagai mata pelajaran puak Kobold, bersumpah setia dengan negara kita, dan berjuang dan mati bagi kami di panggilan kami. Atau, untuk hidup berasingan tetapi sama, anda meninggalkan salah satu pihak anda kepada kami, untuk tujuan kita sendiri, DAN anda memusnahkan Hama dan Tuhan Rusa. Akhir sekali, anda boleh memilih untuk dimakan hidup."

This last option sends the Kobolds into a frenzy again. The hiss and growl, their scales bristling like so many nails on a chalkboard.

"tir 'wux kurjh purposes' include wer soneir di wer hostage? geou wux return astahi huena dout irlymi re sventa?"

"Mungkin. Kini memilih. Anda boleh berbincang dengan teman-teman anda jika anda mahu."

Thaegrin turns to the others. "They give us three choices: One, we bow to them, and live at their beckoned call. Two, we leave one of us here, and the rest of us go. He was unclear if the hostage will survive. In this, we will be regarded as separate but equal. Third, we can be eaten alive.
"I, for one, do not wish to be slave to these folk, nor eaten alive."

Audrey signs:

Maybe we should fight? I see the lizards with our weapons just over there.

15 feet from you, two Kobolds stand with your weaponry at their feet.

Thaegrin and Audrey have spells, Wraith is a monk, and Eddric has gauntlets. If you got to your weapons, it would be a HARD fight, but possible. besides, there are only 20 or so on this side of the chasm.

Thaegrin shakes his head, and looks to the others.

"Maybe we leave the three of them here, and they can stick together as a merry group, fight their fight and die underground." He offers a bitter laugh. "I say if no one will stay, we bow." He casts a meaningful glance at the wizard. "Better to be shamed and alive than dead and proud."

Almost as an afterthought he adds; "Besides, it's not like we can't come back and kill them all later... then who would be the proud ones?"

"Ya bowing to wormkin is not going to happen."

Is it possible to get a map, I find it hard to make a tactical decision without a clear understanding of our positioning! :)

Yes, but it'll be a while.

Map is up. Black is Sootscale, Red is Fireback, Grey are Kobolds, Brown is 40' deep chasm. weapons are your weapons.

"You guys get the weapons, and I'll fight them off. I need my sword as soon as possible. I am ready to die today!"

"Errr... pardon me Sir Eddric... but shouldn't YOU get the weapons since the rest of us can fight fairly well without them..? A man is fine with his fists, but don't you thoroughly enjoy a man's sword?"

If we're fighting, roll initiatives please.

Scratch that, they don't know you will attack. You go first. No surprise round.

"Kill yourselves if you want. I'm not fighting where I can't even stand."

All is comes down to here is 5 feet les movement per round and two handed weapons take a -1 to attacks. Not too bad.

Anga glances around the chamber, noting the 50 + Kobolds. Aside from the chasm in front of them he tries to spot any other exits or passage-ways leading from the hall.

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (1) + 7 = 8

Bound hands, yes? Will I need a concentration check to cast anything?
"Fates be damned, is that all you lot know to do? Fight and kill? Especially when an alliance is in our grasp? When you live as long as I have, the appeal of upholding principles begins to fade. I am glad the halfbreed shows a shred of sense. You may be ready to die today, but I am not!"

Thaegrin takes a deep breath, and calms down. "I will stay, if it will keep you stoneheads from destroying a fragile alliance."

He turns to the chief, his voice utterly serious. "astahii lack wer unity di wux dahakoan. si zklaen zexenuma, sjek astahii shilta ti douhvy. show sia thurirli wer idol ekik. tir ti levnim astahi."

He addresses his companions bitterly. "It is done. You four will leave here peacefully to destroy the mites, and the Stag Lord. See that you make haste. If you fight now, I will not mourn your foolish end."

The kobolds roar and Sootscale nods.

Bonds are cut, weapons returned, and a wave of Kobolds usher all but Thaegrin from the "hall."

Those who leave, are left in sunlight very near to Oleg's trading post. You can see it not a mile away.

Thaegrin: we will talk later

Anga takes note of their surroundings attempting to commit the exact spot to memory.

Did they just come up from underground? How long have we been traveling since parting ways with Thaegrin?

Satisfied he makes his way back to Olegs, intending to find the trader and speak with him.

You were taken many miles. It was a good 6.5 hour march at a fast pace.

Oleg is in the yard shoeing a horse when you enter the fort.

"Oleg, what's the news? Anything happen here while we were gone?"

"Nope.

Oleg barely looks up from his work.

Eddric upset with the recent events lashes out, "Getting real tired of your attitude Oleg."

"Shut up knight." Anga says this matter-of-factly, none of the usual derision, but also no patience in his tone. Again he addresses Oleg. "Good. Have my sheaths come in yet?" Anga glances around to ensure that nothing really has happened.

Perception 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (15) + 7 = 22
Seeing if I can spot any oddities, or people not there who should be.

Nothing seems to be out of place.

To the knight, Oleg starts to speak, but he decides that Anga's rebuke is enough. To Anga he says: "I believe they did. I left 'em sitting on top of the wizards papers in the office."

Eddric shocked by Anga retort, slides into a mild rant."Look here, I'll put you down without a hesitation half-breed. Your eleven blood is pathetic, thinking that your so much better. I grow tired of you people. Now ask yourself, is showing a small amount of respect towards me worth a fight mutt!"

Eddric stairs down Anga, "Now walk away before this gets violent." Eddric raises his sword preparing for Anga's possible mental or physical onslaught.

Eddric is still a tad frustrated with the previous situation. I warn you all Eddric's a Evil Cockatrice Caviler. S~@$ gets real... fast. Peace is a lie!