The Survivors (Inactive)

Game Master GeraintElberion

We've survived Ptolus, we've survived GM abandonment. can we survive an actual adventure? Let's find out!


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A few days later, messages wing their way across the city in the hands of friends, neighbours, urchins and colleagues.

They all read, simply this:

Dear X, although our jolly escapade into the ruins ended as more of a farce, I thought that you might enjoy a more productive sojourn.

If you can tear yourself away from the cobbles and join me on the open road for a few days then I think it will be worth our while.

Meet me at the Bear & Ragged Staff on the night of the new moon,

your friend,

Rain.

...

As shadows lengthen across Ptolus' shrouded alleys and market stalls are boarded and stored away, a cheery light is lit in the window of The Bear & Ragged Staff.

Local folk wander in to share a drink over the day's gossip before returning to their families, a few centaurs swish their tails and share stories by the bar and a group of halfling brothers and cousins shares drinks before a family engagement.

Behind the long bar, a tall woman with short hair and an easy smile pours drinks while a distant, day-dreaming old dwarf cleans glasses and wipes down tables.

And yet, those with keen senses of the rightness of things would feel an absence here. The bar awaits something, or some folk, perhaps even some adventurers?


male human Magus 4

Morsai strolls in and orders a pint...Bloody hell, centaurs? I hope they pay the help that cleans up at night...in gold.


Male Half-orc buccaneer | HP 45/45 | Ferocity 1/1 | Knockout 1/1 | Bardic 18/18 | 1st 5/5 | 2nd 3/3
Stats:
AC 19, Touch 12, FlatFoot 17 CMD 17 | Fort +2, Ref +6, Will +4 | Init +2 | Perception +9, Darkvision 60 ft

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Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Navarro entered the Bear & Ragged Staff cautiously, a breath of salt air wafting through the tavern as he does. He looked around quickly as if afraid of meeting someone he was trying to avoid. Nothing jumped out at him, so he relaxed and walked up to the bar; drying sand falling from his clothing scrunched under his boots as he walked.

"Say, is Rain in yet?" He asked the barmaid. She just shook her head and pointed to a table over by the hearth. He ordered and ale (the holy water of Cayden Cailean!) and moved to the hearth.

He dropped his pack by the wall, flipped his cape, hat and magnificent dueling sword over the back of a chair. He rubbed his hands in the heat of the fire and grinned at everyone else there.


male human Magus 4

Say...do you have...a brother?

Morsai looks closely at Navarro...making out family resemblance by firelight isn't the easiest task...


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

Timmins walks in with Shadow at his heels. The dog stops to sniff the air, as Timmins scans the room. Spotting Morsai he smiles and waves as he makes his way over.

"Morsai your here! Glad you could make it! Have you seen Rain yet?"

He stops one of the serving girls and orders ale and a tray of bread and cheese. He also asks for any old bones they might have lying around, for Shadow. The dog walks under the table and curls up by her master's chair.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

If this adventure is going to be mostly wilderness, then I might switch Timmins to a wilderness Ranger, as opposed to an urban one. What do you think GM?


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

Shol'a'saul enters the bar right after Timmins and moves quickly over to the table where her comrades have gathered.

"It is good to see you again! Has Rain made an appearance yet?" She asked with a frown on her face. She then motions for a glass of red bloodwine for herself.


male human Magus 4

Morsai shrugs...Rain can run late from time to time...but then...it's the night of the new moon...he's got hours. Pull up a seat and let's lie to each other for a while.

Morsai smirks and takes a long pull from his ale.


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Navarro grinned.
"Oh yea, two or three at least. How about yourself?" He replied to Morsai. He took a drink of the ale to toast the newcomers as well.


male human Magus 4

Morsai suddenly sours...Just a sister.

Slugging down his drink, Morsai taps the table with a coin to get the barmaid's attention, nods, and drops the coin on the table. A gold.

Keep drinks coming to this table until it's gone.


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Timmins wrote:
If this adventure is going to be mostly wilderness, then I might switch Timmins to a wilderness Ranger, as opposed to an urban one. What do you think GM?

I would look for something flexible as we will be jumping between GMs and adventures. Certainly, urban rangers are more specialised.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

Ok..I will look him over and decide...are we still 4th level??


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Yeah, level 4.


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Drinking contentedly by the fire, Navarro made a sidelong glance at his companions.
"I don't suppose anyone here knows what Rain meant by 'Productive' in his note, eh?"


male human Magus 4

I'm hoping it was synonymous with 'profitable'.

Morsai pulls out a dagger and aimlessly scratches at the table with it.


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

Shol'a'saul turns to the magus, "It is not all about profit, my friend. Sometimes doing good deeds is enough."


male human Magus 4

That depends on whether or not you have expenses...and unfortunately, I do.

Morsai glances up...for just a moment.


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The dwarf wanders over to the table and swishes his cloth across the surface as he leans in to Morsai: "You break it, you pay for it: that includes tables."

Then he puts a bottle on the table, "Syrinelle, for your table."

If your chracter is the type who knows about fine wine, this is a very fine vintage from the Elven kingdom of Kyonin. If not, it's red booze.


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Interested, Navarro picks up the bottle and inspects it.
"An elven vintage, from Kyonin. Supposed to be very good." He looks at the others.
"Would anyone care for a glass?"


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

"I'd give it a swallow!" Timmins says holding out his tankard.


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

Shol'a'saul gives Timmins a glare. "You do NOT use a tankard for this!" She hands one of the delicate wine glasses to him. "THIS is what you drink wine out of!"


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Navarro pours a glass for anyone who wants one, then takes a drink himself.
"Mmm. Worthy of the blessings of Cayden Cailean!" He said, clearly savoring the elven wine.


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I have PMed Jesset to clarify if he is in or not. I'll get things rocking soon, regardless.

Edit: Jesset has confirmed he will be stepping in shortly. Just lingering until then...

You realise that the dwarf placed three glasses on the table, two wine glasses and a tumbler. These appear to be the only glass vessels in the inn, so one of you will have to improvise.

One gold piece on a bottle of wine gets you the fancy stuff, as far as that goes, but this is not a fancy place. It's Rain's local, after all...


Litorian Fighter 2/ Inquisitor 2 HP:33/41 AC:20 T:13 FF:17 F:+10 R:+4 W:+6 (+1 fear) Perception:+10 Init:+9

The bar door thumps open and reveal the sudden rain storm falling out side. Framed in the doorway, the feline humanoid scans the room until his intense gaze falls on Navarro. Lips curled in what one hopes is a smile, the figure ducks a bit to enter, then straightens to his full imposing height.

Stomping across the room, he looms over the table, bending a bit to peer more closely at Navarro "You have the look of a Nedraid! Tony said his brother would be here. I am Jesset, he may have mentioned me." the litorian growled, sparing a quick glance at the others at the table.


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As Jesset greets the group, a man who had been nursing a horn of mead in a quiet corner rises and approaches you all.

Taking you in with a sweeping gaze, the man speaks: "Are you friends of Rain? He said one of you would be an impressive cat-man."

Seeing your nodding heads he grins a little, although his mouth is obscured by a heavy, salt-and-pepper moustache. You have a chance to take in the stiff-backed, grey-haired man. He has a military bearing and pronunciation which is dangerously close to aristocratic.

"I am an agent of Liofa Othen, headsman of Cessington Farrow. And, well... Rain is a friend to us, he said you might be able to help."

"I don't know if you've heard of the Cairn of the Ferocious Dead? Since before I was born it has been a local landmark to be avoided like no other but now... now it threatens us all. A pair of green dragons have made the cairn their home. We seek good folk of stout heart to help rid us of the threat to our town."

He looks around the inn, then leans in conspiratorially, "We didn't want any chancers, we want people who know what they're doing: that's why we asked Bucephaleus, sorry, Rain, to find us our allies."

knowledge (local or geography) DC15:
Cessington Farrow is on the edge of the Arthfell Forest, a few days ride North of the city. A farming community with small logging and mining elements. Unless they have unknown sources of wealth, the money they are offering will be a serious stretch for the community.

knowledge (local or history) DC 10:
Ancient burial places of the elder people who once dwelled amid the forested hills dot the area. Most have been discovered and looted centuries ago, but every decade or so a band of adventurers returns to civilisation with ancient treasures and tales of such a newly discovered place.

knowledge (local or history) DC 15:
Centuries ago a tribe of orcs – The Severed Ear tribe – dwelled in the hills. For orcs, they were quite advanced in the arts of civilisation, but no less bloodthirsty and ferocious than their normal kin.

knowledge (local or history) DC 20:
The orcs deposited the bones of their fallen warriors in cairns carved deep into the hills. Such places were sacred to the orcs and are often choked with bones. The orcs also made sacrifices to their patron deities in such places, hurling golden and silver objects into sacred pools often found in the deepest parts of the tomb.

Meeting in an inn, being approached by a questbringer... sorry to lay on the cliches. I promise this is an interesting adventure.


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

Knowledge History: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (6) + 10 = 16

Shol'a'saul thinks for a moment before replying softly, "That cairn was used by a tribe of orcs – The Severed Ear tribe – who dwelled in the hills at the time. They were quite advanced in the arts of civilization, yet also as bloodthirsty and ferocious as their normal kin."


male human Magus 4

Morsai watches Shol as she speaks before turning to the gentleman.

Two dragons? Adult, I assume...or siblings? A single dragon is a terrifying challenge, and you ask us to go after...two? I assume you have resources we can draw upon?

Morsai watches the man, skeptical at such va proposition...but not uninterested.


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

Knowledge:Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (17) + 6 = 23
Knowledge:Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Knowledge:Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12
Knowledge:Local: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (8) + 6 = 14

Navarro leaned forward to listen, his foot on the seat of a chair as he took another drink.
"That sounds like a lot of trouble for a little town like that. Did something draw them to you?"


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

Know-Geog: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

"Hmm..a pair of green dragons. Sounds serious. If not routed from this potential nest, they could become a major hazard to the area for many years to come!"


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"Yes, they are a major concern for us, they're preying on our livestock. And our community."

The man looks uncertainly about, clearly concerned that you won't take the job, "We'll pay you, of course. We've gathered together enough funds to pay you 500 gold each: if you need supplies perhaps I could spend some of the money to purchase what you need?"


male human Magus 4

So I ask again...just how big are these dragons? I'm in no mood to die, today...

Morsai looks the man directly in the eye.


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

"More to the point, have you actually SEEN these dragons closely? Have they actually stated their intentions to you, or the members of your town council?"


male human Magus 4

Morsai looks oddly at Shol for a moment, then turns back to the gentleman...Have they done anything? Do they feed off of the herds? Who is an eyewitness? We'll definitely need to talk to them...


Litorian Fighter 2/ Inquisitor 2 HP:33/41 AC:20 T:13 FF:17 F:+10 R:+4 W:+6 (+1 fear) Perception:+10 Init:+9

After listening to the flurry of questions, Jesset adds his own observation "Indeed. A single dragon would be an item of concern...two dragons...I wonder what brought them here, or who? I for one would investigate this curiosity."


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"Stated their intentions? No. I've not seen them myself but they're out there, plenty of the townsfolk have seen them taking livestock from the farms. They swoop in and take what we can I'll afford to lose."

"I can introduce you to plenty of folk who've seen them, plenty."


male human Magus 4

Morsai drains his mug, stands, and gathers himself. Now would be better than later, then.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

I agree. Lets go and see these dragons for ourselves!"


male human Magus 4

Whoa...I would like to meet...a reliable...eyewitness. First.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

"Well...if we saw them ourselves, then would that not be reliable??"


male human Magus 4

In general, I'd agree with you. If someone told me orcs were attacking, I'd be out through the door without asking questions...but I'd rather know in advance if they had giants with them. He says there are plenty of witnesses...if five minutes could be the difference between life and death, I can be a bit more patient than usual.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

Timmins nods his head in agreement.
"I suppose you are right. Ok, lets go to the town and ask around for witnesses."


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The man cannot quite supress a grin as he shakes you all by the hand, "Atheric Sirret, good to have you on board."

He is more than ready to head straight out to Cessington Farrow but doesn't mind waiting a day if you need to gather supplies or make arrangements.

You can travel on Atheric's cart (large and drawn by a team of four horses, it is clearly usually a working cart but has a few blankets draped across the boards) or make your own transport arrangements.


male human Magus 4

Morsai looks it over...then climbs aboard.


Human male Ranger 4 \ HP 49/49 \ AC 19 T 13 F 16 \ Save F +7 R +8 W +4\ Init +3 \ Percp +9

Timmins and shadow join the Magus in the wagon

"Why walk when you can enjoy a free ride! Right shadow!"


Female Elf (Forlorn) Witch 1; 6/6 hp; AC: 12, (Touch 12, FF 10); F +1, R +2, W +3, Perc +3/+5 Init +2

Shol'a'saul wrinkles her nose at the smell, but does climb aboard without saying a word.


Male Human Bard (Archaeologist) L1/Swashbuckler (Inspired Blade) L1 | AC18 (T14F14) CMD16 | HP 19/19 | Saves F1R7W2 | Percep +4 | Init: +3 | Status: OK

"Free is a very good price." Antonio commented as he climbed aboard. He takes the bottle of wine with him.


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Post to come, blame the World Cup...


male human Magus 4

Damn world cup... ;)

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