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The Secrets of the Sunderlands

Game Master GM Netherfire


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Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (2) + 5 = 7
Logan looks about for the other two who assaulted them, but he cannot find them. He curses darkly under his breath, muttering momentarily about "too many beards" and "not enough variety". He looks at Bolgrith, "Are you alright? They certainly weren't the most honorable of fighters."


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

The young dwarf walks purposefully up to Logan. "You are the human called Stonebit?"


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

He turns to the dwarf "That is correct, I am Logan Stonebit, lieutenant of the Borderguard. This is Bolgrith, a priest of Irori and friend. There is also Aladdin who is otherwise engaged and Coral who is also otherwise engaged, neither of whom were here when four thugs assaulted us for something we do not have. This is Tynn Hiloxiet, a scholar whom we met at the council of kings. With that in mind, since I understand you represent High King Stormcall, how can we be off assistance?"


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

Tolsbaer bows. "Rather it is I who hopes to be of assistance to your company. My Uncle has asked me to be your guide here on the isles and his representative to the lands beyond."

What do I know of Tynn? KN: Local untrained: 1d20 ⇒ 11


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

Logan looks at Bolgrith with a shrug, and back to the newcomer. "I have no qualms with you joining us. Did your uncle provide you with any of the details of what lies ahead, Master Stormcall?"


Male Dwarf Cleric of Irori 4

Bolgrith nods at the young human's question, though his eyes stay fixed on the Stormcall dwarf now in their midst. Once his piece is spoken, Bolgrith nods again. "Twice in one day, these offers of assistance!" the priest proclaims "Irori must think we are far from perfection indeed, to grant such a boon!" He chuckles goodnaturedly, eyes turned with expectation to the new arrival.


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

"Alas, I do not have much information about what lies before you. I am simply here to represent my uncle and help in what ways I can."

The dwarf chuckles. "Though I am curious how you were able to procure an Irkei Stone, and so quickly."


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

Logan nods "We will talk in detail of what lies ahead of us when there is less chance of someone listening in." he smiles. "As for the irkei stone, I suppose we got it so quickly because General Thunderhelm appreciates a good game of chess and because one of our friends happened to be able to provide him with one." a slightly somber tone creeps at the end of his words.
"In the meantime, however, I don't believe we caught your name. What should we call you, friend?"


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

"...Thunderhelm...A game of chess! HAHAHA! My uncle will have his balls!" The young dwarf's cheeks flush with embarassment and he clears his throat and bows. "Forgive me. I am Tolsbaer, nephew to the Holy King Sotrmcall. I am at your service."


Male Human Sorcerer 4

Fort Save 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (4) + 3 = 7 Hah, Aladdin is SPENT.


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Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

Realizing that he may have just gotten someone in trouble, Logan adds "There was also a tactical discussion of the force to be reckoned with, as well. I suppose the chess game was more of a running model of the war to at hand. It is a pleasure to meet you, Tolbert. I know we are to sail tonight, is there anything you need in preparation for the trip?"


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

"It's Tolsbaer,"The noble chides gently, "And no, there are no preparations outstanding. I need only to pick up my travel sack."


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

"That's what I... Wait..."Logan cocks his head slightly sideways and blinks a couple times. Slightly embarrassed, he apologizes "I'm sorry, Tolsbaer, after that bar fight, my mouth and my mind may have gotten a bit disconnected. I think we are ready as well, for the most part.“ he looks to Bolgrith "Is there anything you need to gather before we leave? I know we will need to get Aladdin and Coral, eventually."


Male Dwarf Cleric of Irori 4

Bolgrith takes in the story as the newcomer, Tolsbaer, brings it to light. At Logan's question the cleric turns and sketches a short bow. "I am called Bolgrith, a Priest of Irori the perfect being. It is an honor to have one of the royal house accompany us during our time in the Hammertides." Turning to Logan and then to the stairs up which Aladdin and his friend absconded, he chuckles. "Let the kids have their fun. Besides I think we might have some business to conclude here." The dwarf says before scanning the room once more.

Perception 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 18

Spotting the two instigators at the nearby table Bolgrith marches resolutely over. Setting a gauntletted hand on each of their shoulders, he not unkindly says, "I wish for you to know that I bear you no ill will. Every struggle we face is but a step along the path to self-perfection. And this altercation has helped remind me how even the smallest of set backs can be used to bring about renewed strength." The Priest steps back a pace and brings a closed fist up to an open palm in salute to the pair, bowing deeply from the waist. In the process he chants a quiet prayer and a burst of brilliant cyan-flame races outwards from his body, wrapping everyone in the room with a soft warm flame. The holy fire consumes the bruises and scrapes starting to form on all of the tavern brawlers.

Once the holy light subsides, The Faithful address his opponents further. "Only one thing concerns me. The Irkei stone, was it merely for money that you wished to possess it?"

Channel Energy, if you want it. 3d6 ⇒ (6, 6, 6) = 18
Also, if you're keeping track, I would like to know how many HP that restores throughout the tavern?

PS: 3 CE remaining for the day.


Dungeon Master

Bolgrith, count 2d100 + 50 ⇒ (71, 54) + 50 = 175 toward your “hp healed” tally.

Many of the calmed brawlers grunt or exclaim in surprise as their black eyes and busted lips heal completely. The one knocked out cold by Logan’s fists flicks his eyes open, and slowly gets up with a groan. He looks around with a confused expression before finding his friends, and their unaggressive posture toward the priest they were recently fighting. Without a word, he slips into a seat at their table. “Aye,” one of the ruffians answers Bolgrith, “We didn’t even know about it until an hour ago. Wunna teh rich merchants put us up to it, said we’d get more gold than we could fit ‘n ‘er pockets.”

The other dwarf hooligans nod to confirm the speaker's account.

Meanwhile…

Coral does a poor job of masking her mild frustration with sweetness at the sorcerer’s, ahem, hurry. Still, she seems quite content to ignore the commotion in the tavern downstairs and idly talk of a future intertwined with the mad stormborn.
Roll Diplomacy to either encourage or discourage a committed relationship! Hahaha!


Tynn sits down as the commotion settles and regards the young new dwarf with a measuring look. He says nothing and resumes his meal.

After a few moments of consideration, he waves Tolsbaer over to the table. “Take pinch of bread and beef before we go.”

"Today, we sail for Anvil Isle."


Male Dwarf Cleric of Irori 4

Bolgrith nods patiently. "I see," he says quietly. "And which merchant was this?" He asks softly.

Diplomacy 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (19) + 5 = 24


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

Logan grabs the attention of one of the bar maids and orders a round of ale for the group of brawlers.
aid to diplomacy: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (16) + 2 = 18


Dungeon Master

The dwarves nod to Bolgrith and are about to speak when the barmaid brings over three pints of ale. As the tankards are set down in front of them, the three begin hurriedly talking over each other all that they know about the merchant who hired them.

“I don’t know his name, but he’s a human-”

“Something that started with ‘B’... or ‘V’...”

“...a hooked nose, and a dark eye-”

“-in a fancy purple robe with gold-”

“-fingernails! Except for his missing-”

“-teeth. Such an unpleasant smile. His moustache-”

“-of fine, supple leather must have cost a fortune.”

In the end, they all convey that they were to meet him at sundown on dock Two Four Six Zero One, with the Irkei Stone to exchange for their reward. The three also pile on profuse apologies, saying they would never fatally harm anyone, just meant to rough them up a bit and scare them into handing over the stone.


Defense:
AC 20, Touch 20, Flat-footed 17
Tracking:
HP=54
Dwarf Monk 5

Tolsbaer turns to Logan. "We should intercept this person and find out what he needs with a sacred stone of my people."

To the apologetic dwarves: "You men will keep this rendezvous, and we will apprehend this villain. In exchange, I will not see you prosecuted. I require you acquiescence."


Defense:
AC 23, touch 14, flat-footed 21, hp 49
Other:
Fort +8 , Ref +8 , Will +3, Perception +5
Male Human Two-Handed Fighter, Level 5

Logan nods, "Agreed, especially considering the lengths this merchant was willing to go to get it." If indeed the merchant is a human, I wonder how his plans relate to the war... A slight frown tugs at his face as accusations of treason creep into his mind.

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