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Male Human Broquisitor of the Church of Gainz

HP and Armor:
69/83hp

AC 25, touch 16, flat-footed 19 (+9 armor, +4 Dex, +2 dodge)

Perception 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (1) + 19 = 20 for any more traps

"No! Come back! Stop!" Ezkal thunders as the wizened wizard's message reaches his ears.

He swings twice.

Swing one 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (12) + 14 = 262d6 + 17 + 3d6 ⇒ (6, 3) + 17 + (5, 3, 4) = 38 Intimidation 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (1) + 17 = 18
Swing two 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (20) + 9 = 292d6 + 17 + 3d6 ⇒ (5, 3) + 17 + (5, 1, 6) = 37 Intimidation 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (19) + 17 = 36
Rolling for crit (can't remember how crit works now) 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (15) + 9 = 242d6 + 17 + 3d6 ⇒ (4, 4) + 17 + (1, 3, 4) = 33


Male Half-Feraweni Rogue HP: 54/64 AC: 25

Anga begins casually pacing in front of the group. Eyes still hidden behind skin mask scan the group and settle on the tough-looking man in the corner.

Thin, strong fingers play with the hilt of rapier as the man of shadows considers.

Sense Motive (on the well built man) 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (18) + 11 = 29
Is he a trouble maker? Does Anga think he can be useful in some capacity?

Shadow Lodge

The lanky man evades the warbringer's first blow, but Ezkal kills him with the second.

Exkal:

You feel the Iron Lord's eyes upon you, jealous, approving eyes seem to follow you.


Male Feraweni Yolomage of Swagical Power, level 8

“Halfblood! Man-Beast! Do not dally too far behind. We press our advantage.” the wizard shouts back, hoping the escaping little man hears him.

Quietly, Thaegrin unrolls the scroll as the knifeman falls, and begins to recite the incantation. Moving up to the departed Leif, he briefly looks over the knives that fell to the ground. Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (5) + 9 = 14, how do the knives look? Anything else Thaegrin could quickly grab?

Suddenly fading into view is a copy of Lief, save for a bloody wound across the throat -evidence of a lucky dodge that would have surely killed the knifeman. It is a bizarre sight, to behold a man looking down at a dead version of himself.
Cast Disguise Self, lasts 70 minutes. Thinking about grabbing one of the daggers and running ahead next round. Hopefully Thaegrin doesn’t have to tell the Thelkonlanders to let Thaegrin get some distance before chasing Michael?

Shadow Lodge

Knife

Thaegrin could also grab the man's silver ring, a hip flask, and/or a small coin affixed to a leather cord about the man's neck.


Male
Defense:
AC 22, touch 15, flat-footed 19, hp 90, Fort +10, Ref +6 (+2 bonus vs. traps), Will +12; +4 vs. fey and plant-targeted effects
other:
Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +16
Medium Monstrous Humanoid Lake Elran Druid, 8

Iskandarr's ears fold back and he looks from Anga to the direction of Thaegrin's call. With a slight growl, he turns and runs to the others.

Shadow Lodge

*bump*


Male Half-Feraweni Rogue HP: 54/64 AC: 25

Bump


Male Human Broquisitor of the Church of Gainz

Ezkal looks on at the wizard as realization dawns on him. He instead kneels next to the dead man and prepares a ritual.

Eat sin to heal for 2d8 + 8 ⇒ (7, 6) + 8 = 21 and speak with dead

"Thaegrin, do you have any questions for this man?" Ezkal whispers


Male Feraweni Yolomage of Swagical Power, level 8

Leif stoops and picks up his knife, and jerks the corded coin from the body’s neck.
“I suggest you learn what you can about the south center rally point, for I suspect that is where your next battle shall be,” the wizard whispers in Thelkonese.

The knifeman says no more as he quickly runs in the direction Michael was last seen. As he nears the corner, he presses the hand clutching the necklace against his throat, to stem the blood that runs from the wound.

Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (14) + 9 = 23, Survival 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12

The impostor does his best to catch up with the little man.
If Thaegrin can't figure out which way Michael went, then he will head to where the horn sounded.

in case Leif comes across Michael or his allies:

Sense Motive 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (5) + 11 = 16, do they suspect an impostor?
Perception 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (7) + 9 = 16, in addition to what is obvious, this Perception is for anything hidden.

With blood running down his neck and chest, the escaped knifeman approaches. “They’re coming,” he rasps.

If anyone tries to close the wound on his neck, Leif steps back and protests. “Leave it. I will be fine. I want it to scar so I will remember this day. A day of freedom won.”


Male Human Broquisitor of the Church of Gainz

"Leif, what forces are at the south center rally point? What are the patrols like? Where is Michael running to? Tell me about the Iron Lord" Ezkal murmurs.

Shadow Lodge

The dead man's eyes darken as if clouded with smoke within. His jaw slackens awkwardly and a thin voice wheezes.

"Our main force lies beyond. You cannot hope to prevail. Michael heeds the Iron Lord's call. He will be you doom and you salvation. You will be cleansed in iron and fire."

Shadow Lodge

Thaegrin:

You turn the corner to find Michael running. The small man turns to look for pursuers and slows as he sees Leif hurrying to follow.

"Did you kill them?"

Worry flashes across his face when he hears that the enemy is still coming.

"Come. We must hasten to rejoin the others. I may have failed to stop them, but Wembley will not."

KN: Local 18 - Thaegrin Only:

Wembley refers to Amerysi General Conrad Wembley, called the Iron Lord. He is a former pirate and brilliant sailor. He is known for his thick iron armor and his massive flaming sword. It is said that he is a unrivaled tactician whose reason is never outpaced by his passion. What's more, he is rumored to be a champion of Gorum...

Shadow Lodge

Anga:

This man is too valuable to be wasted with these obviously inept forward troops. He seems capable, trained, and could easily rally these wretches if so inclined. He plays the role of a whimpering slave well, but not well enough to deceive the spymaster. This one is trouble, and if he hasn't acted already, it likely means he is meant to watch and report, or is waiting for a signal of some kind.


Male
Defense:
AC 22, touch 15, flat-footed 19, hp 90, Fort +10, Ref +6 (+2 bonus vs. traps), Will +12; +4 vs. fey and plant-targeted effects
other:
Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +16
Medium Monstrous Humanoid Lake Elran Druid, 8

Iskandarr continues to pursue the group.


Male Human Broquisitor of the Church of Gainz

"You hear that? Any ideas?" Ezkal asked his brother. "I know not if we can do this by ourselves."


Male Feraweni Yolomage of Swagical Power, level 8

Knowledge Local 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (16) + 11 = 27

A champion of iron and brawn. Surely, that cannot be their only defense…

“What of the wizard?” Leif rasps, keeping stride with the little man. “When I escaped, I heard him say something about recalling allies called The Silver Tabby? He means to summon them behind our defenses.”
Bluff 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (20) + 12 = 32, Sense Motive (if he sees through the bluff or not), 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (20) + 11 = 31
Edit: Of course. By the way my luck is going, this bodes ill for the coming fight…

Shadow Lodge

Thaegrin:

Michael stops, seizing "Leif's" arm, a look of sheer panic on his face. "The Tabby!? Surely he lies...Erenon cannot possibly have such friends...Hurry!"

Michael takes off running.

Shadow Lodge

bump


Male Feraweni Yolomage of Swagical Power, level 8

Leif follows Michael, keeping one hand up to his bleeding neck.
Thaegrin is keeping an eye out for what he sees along the way. More barricades? Traps in place? Does he see more slave warriors? How many? How long will it take to reach the Iron Lord? I want to see how Thaegrin can use the environment, but I'm not sure what's there.


Male
Defense:
AC 22, touch 15, flat-footed 19, hp 90, Fort +10, Ref +6 (+2 bonus vs. traps), Will +12; +4 vs. fey and plant-targeted effects
other:
Init +4; Senses darkvision 60 ft.; Perception +16
Medium Monstrous Humanoid Lake Elran Druid, 8

As Iskandarr reaches the Thelkonlanders he growls approvingly at the dead body.

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