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Thirst - A Ravenloft PbP

Game Master Celestial Healer

Set in the land of Ravenloft, a band of intrepid heroes searches for a way home, but their fate may be inextricably tied to a vain, power-hungry madman. Uses the Pathfinder ruleset.

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Male Human Magus 5 AC21, T14/16, F15/17, Hits 40/40, Init +6(+8), F+7, R+6, W+5; Perception +0, Arcane Pool 9/9

"This could be native weapons. Salvaged and hunting tools not warfare."

"Honeyed words," Leclerc says to Res with disdain.

Sense Motive DC 22:
He seems delusional. He is spouting off a half-baked conspiracy theory that seems rather improbable.

You do not remember him saying things like this when you first started traveling with him.

29/29HP , AC17

Tybalt winces as their guide becomes more withdrawn, superstitious and annoyed - his mood sours Tybalts' own. Though the swamp is grim and foul it's a new locale for Tybalt and he'd hoped to have learnt more of interest about the fauna and flora from their guide, although his attitude poses the bard questions.

Male Human Cleric/5 {HP:42/42, AC 16 (11 without armor)}

Res's patience with their unstable guide grows thinner with every passing moment. "Enough with your ramblings about the enemy!" says Res tersely. "You knew what was out here when we hired you for this expedition. You have our coin, I expect you to uphold your end of our bargain. I warn you, any hint of abandoning us and you will find that there are worse things in this swamp then your mysterious enemy." Res's hand goes to the hilt of his greatsword to emphasize his point.

29/29HP , AC17

"Hey! No need for that, to tarry and argue is to act as the enemy wishes..." he interjects, trying to place himself to the side of the guide. 'If I can not antagonize this fellow, leave that to my friends - I may be able to get him on side.'

Female Humanish Very little class but on the level

Leandro snorts. "Indeed. Lead on, Leclerc, and you will be fine. Either we will save you from your enemy, or we will not. You can but die; trust in the gods and look to a better life beyond the veil."

"Lead on, yes, lead on," Leclerc mutters to himself. Under his breath he adds, "The entertainer - he understands me. Maybe they are after him, too..."

He leads on, grumbling and muttering as he goes. The progress is slow, as the swamp is growing increasingly treacherous. Finding solid ground on which to walk is more and more difficult, but Leclerc continues, finding the most stable path, such as it is. The travel is seemingly endless, and the scenery changes little. You are sure it is well past midday when Leclerc stops suddenly.

Ahead of you, at a distance of less than 100 feet, stands a little girl. Her black hair lies in stringy tangles about her shoulders and her dress resembles an old rag. Her fingernails are dark and grimy, and her bare feet soak in the muddy earth. She regards you with a blank, vacant expression and says nothing.

Male Human (Taldan); Init +0, Perception +0; Paladin 5 {35/55, LoH 4/6, CON: -2}

"Beware," Leandro murmurs to the group, "Not everything in this land is as it seems."

Striding forward, he addresses the child, holding Thorn as one would a staff, not threatening the girl. "Are you well, girl? Do you need aid?"

Male Human Cleric/5 {HP:42/42, AC 16 (11 without armor)}

Res stays back, his hand resting on his hilt. He scans the trees for signs of an ambush. [dice=perception]1d20+5[/dice

Male Human Magus 5 AC21, T14/16, F15/17, Hits 40/40, Init +6(+8), F+7, R+6, W+5; Perception +0, Arcane Pool 9/9

Andrzej pulls out his scimitar and waits on the balls of his feet, close to Leclerc and Tybalt.

Male Human Cleric/5 {HP:42/42, AC 16 (11 without armor)}
Res Thannq wrote:
Res stays back, his hand resting on his hilt. He scans the trees for signs of an ambush. perception: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

ooops left out a bracket. Fixed now.

Res sees no signs of an ambush.

The girl continues to stare blankly. Her face is slack, but her eyes - one brown, one blazing golden - stare with an otherworldly intensity.

Leclerc sneers. "Devil child!" he blurts out. "Go back to hell and tell Them I'll be waiting for Them!" A strand of spittle wags from his coarse, trembling chin.

The girl stands still a moment more, and then takes off at a sprint, headed away from you.

Male Human Cleric/5 {HP:42/42, AC 16 (11 without armor)}

"Eh, let her run. We won't be surprising anybody in this swamp anyway," says Res. He asks Leclerc, "You seem to know this thing in front of us. What is it? Who are 'Them'?"

29/29HP , AC17

"Is she real? Or an apparition? Surely we shouldn't let her run off?" He asks comapssionately unsure of what to do, then he reaches into the large coat pocket as an idea starts to manifest.

Male Human Magus 5 AC21, T14/16, F15/17, Hits 40/40, Init +6(+8), F+7, R+6, W+5; Perception +0, Arcane Pool 9/9

"It could be a trap. Perhaps for Leclerc. I wonder if he led some poor family into this swamp and left them to die. He is a thief after all." Andrzej doesn't even look up from his scimitar, wiping off the blade again..

29/29HP , AC17

"Or a refugee lost in the swamp...." Tybalt is disturbed despite knowing that it's impossible the thought nags at the back of his brain. The doubt and uncertainty fosters a dull ache in his gut and he does something slightly rash.

Producing his friendly owl, who lets out a soft hoot, Tybalt releases her to fly towards the vanishing girl with the admonition that the bird is to go safely and avoid everything - just to observe if the fleeing 'girl' vanishes within a few hundred yards.

'If only I could detect magic, rather than observing the spirits.' he thinks shakily.

Just want my owl to fly a bit (a couple of hundred yards) after the girl in case she decorporealises - then come straight back to me, avoiding swarms, birds, predators, etc....

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