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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Navarro & Morsai

Brena begins to wilt under your combined resistance, her response is quite feeble, "Well, maybe you could train me up?"

She glances at the window and bites her lip for a second.


male human Magus 4

Ever killed anything that fought back? Look...if you want your freedom...I'm willing to help. It's...an important thing to me...it's...personal...but...not just to see you die.

Morsai softens...If I could only...do the same...for my own sister...


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

Jesset steps out of the shadows to meet his compatriots, "Learn anything interesting?" he rumbles.


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 shakes her head, "Nothing of major importance. Apparently the townsfolk have been taken advantage of by previous groups they hired and they are understandably cautious of our motives. Their intentions are honorable, I believe."


From Shore to Sea GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4

Navarro and Morsai

sense motive dc12:
Her 'slavery' is the slavery of a teenager whose mother makes her do a lot of work and won't let her go to local festivals or spend evenings in fields with boys... Now that you've got more of a sense of her you could make a guess that she's 15 or 16 years old, but with a more mature face.


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

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (6) + 6 = 12

Seeing the raw need in the girl, Navarro steeled himself.
"Brena. I can show you a bit of what I know, but we leave tomorrow. You really, really need to find a master to train you. The only reason I'm alive right now is that I had an Aldori duelling master train me at University."


male human Magus 4

Sense Motive: 1d20 ⇒ 11


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
Shol’a’saul wrote:
Shol'a'Saul shakes her head, "Nothing of major importance. Apparently the townsfolk have been taken advantage of by previous groups they hired and they are understandably cautious of our motives. Their intentions are honorable, I believe."

"That's something...It's been quiet out here, let's get back and get some rest." Jesset says as the other two fall in with him and begin walking back.


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 back to the barn with the others.


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Back in the barn, you all get to hear Brena's impassioned plea...

"You don't understand! You're climbing over the walls of crumbled temples, toasting lost comrades with stolen Chelish wine and feeling the breath of demons across your neck: you live! You really live.
How can you come here, throw your brightness across me and then leave me behind in twilight?"

Her bottom lip quivers and the bright wetness of impending tears wells in her eyes.


male human Magus 4

No...right now, we're about to sleep in a hayloft, a wondrous prize for maybe being willing to get ourselves killed if we aren't remarkably resourceful...and lucky. Such...glamour...

Morsai extends his arm in a gesture meant to show off the acvomodations...

Chelish wine? I think I.may have some ale that hasn't soured...


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

"Whats all this now! Why is the girl out here?"


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

Catching the girl's comment and Morsai's more sobering rejoinder, Jesset stalks up to the girl, "What nonsense is this? You want glory, girl? Best stick your nose in a good book, because what we do..." he pauses to look at each of his companions "We do because it's right to do so...combat and battle is blood and bile and piss and fear. There's no glory there, just meat, and a just reward for whatever hellish beast or twisted mind we had to put down."

His piece said, Jesset sits down on a bench and begins to remove his armor, a partial nights sleep looking very appealing right now.


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 adds, "As the healer of my companions I have seen more than my share of death, Brena. Jesset speaks truly, it is not all glory and heroics. I have had to stitch a...good friend's belly while trying to keep his entrails from spilling out of his body from an ogre's spear, while hearing his screams of agony, begging to be put out of his misery..." Her voice trails off, lost in a distant memory.

"So if you see Glory in that, then you are better than I!"


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 listens to the others try and talk the girl out of her ambitions. He pets Shadow on the head and decides to keep out of this talk...for inside he was just like this girl, looking to escape and find adventure. But he has since learned what is lost with such dreams, and still is not sure he got the best of the trade.


male human Magus 4

Ok...look...I'll see if you can learn magic. If you have the talent for it, I'll teach you what I can...not that I'm any sort of great instructor...but...if we go to deal with dragons tomorrow...you have to stay behind...and hope I survive...because if either one of us dies, the deal is off. Oh, and if you learn a little, and decide to go...'find adventure'...on your own...the deal is off...you wait until I don't think you're gonna die the first time you find an unruly orc...you do what I...or one of the wiser in the group..,say. That is...if you have magic talent...or can learn mundane fighting, I suppose.

Morsai sighs and lays down...convinced he just made a huge mistake.


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

"Fah" Jesset exclaims from where he was currently honing the edge on his falchion, indicating in one syllable his opinion of Morsai's decision.

Shaking his head, he places his weapon among his gear , then lays down, still occasionally snorting in disbelief, until only a soft feline snore is heard.


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 Morsai a look of disbelief and is about to say something. When she realizes the girl Brena is still here, she holds her tongue (barely) waiting for a chance to talk with the girl alone.


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

Navarro awkwardly tries to pat Brena's shoulder, grimacing at the dumping of discouragement on the girl.
"Yes. Well. Nothing to do now but sleep on it for now. Things will no doubt look differently in the morning."


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Barely holding back her shock and disappointment, Brena forgets her skulking entrance and speeds off through the door gasping out half-sobs.

She charges through the kitchen door and as it slams shut you are treated to the muffled sounds of a shocked exchange between your host and Brena.

perception DC20:
Your host is demanding an explanation for why she is out of her room. Brena is incoherent but full of reproach for a mother (or parent-figure, you don't know) who frustrates her ambition).

Sorry for being away. I have had a ton of real-world business and should really be sleeping right now. Things will be intermitent for the next few weeks but then should pick up again.


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

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Navarro grits his teeth in sympathy for the girl.
"Man, I hope she'll be alright..."


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 finds a nice warm place in the hay and, with Shadow curled up beside him, drifts off to sleep.


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

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24

Shol'a'saul is quiet as she overhears the exchange. Once the voices have died down she replies, "Aye, Navarro, she will be all right. She should consider herself blessed she has parents who care for her well-being so." Still, she may prove to be troublesome in the days ahead. Morsai, she seems...infatuated with you. I think you should try talking with her again tomorrow. We do not need more trouble from her. A dragon already provides plenty of THAT!"

With that she prepares for sleep, instructing her familiar Ith'eong to watch over the party.


male human Magus 4

Yes. I intend to. I doubt she has any talent for magic...or the fortitude for martial training...and she's likely to back away from it, immediately. Still, if she has the talent, she deserves a chance. Freedom...especially the freedom to determine one's own future means so much to me...I can't just sit there and do nothing if that's being smothered.

Morsai sits up for a moment.

Still...I hope it's just the angst of youth.


From Shore to Sea GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4

I think I might take this last scene and pin it as defining the difference between your characters. Great stuff.


From Shore to Sea GM All-powerful dictator of reality 4

The cock crows, sunlight filters into the room and you begin to roll out of bed.

Your hostess brings a breakfast of fried egg sandwiches and Atheric joins you. When she leaves the group he produces a bottle of thick, spicy ketchup, "It has to taste of something. So, what did you all decide?"

reminder wrote:
"Now, we're a little less than a day's ride from the Farrow, Cessington Farrow, or we could head out to Knoyle's place: that's closer to the cairnlands and he's seen the beasts himself. It means you won't see the town 'til you're done but it saves a day." He shrugs to indicate the decision is yours.

perception dc14:
You see Brena slink off early with a wheelbarrow full of garden tools. She is heading north but keeps her head down and doesn't look around.

male human Magus 4

I've decided to speak with someone who's seen these dragons first hand.

Morsai leaves little room for argument, there.

Perception: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9


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

Perception: 1d20 + 8 ⇒ (14) + 8 = 22

Shol'a'saul nods briefly in agreement. "That is the logical step here. We need as much information as possible."

She leans close to Morsai and whispers in his ear:

Morsai:
"We can catch Brena if we head north of here."


male human Magus 4

Morsai nods.


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 gets up and he and Shadow go out to answer the "call of nature". When they return he nods his agreement with the plan.

"Ok, lets go and talk to this fellow."

Once the others have left the barn, Timmins leaves 10gp someplace that will be easily found.


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

Perception: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21

In the morning Navarro eats breakfast with great enthusiasm. Glancing outside, he pauses and mutters; "Man, I hope Brena will be alright. She just looks beat down."


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"Knoyle it is then."

Atheric hitches the horses and readies the wagon.

"We'll head out this way then and go across country" as he speaks, Atheric points northward out of the village.

Last chance to act before you get going.


male human Magus 4

Morsai glances for Brena, not expecting to see her too close, and makes preparations to leave.


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

Navarro is ready to leave.


male human Magus 4

Morsai feels trapped in the moment...


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

So if this game is done, can we close down the thread??

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