randall793's Three Days to Kill

Game Master randall793

A remake of Penumbra's Three Days to Kill


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G1 charged Betony and Thistledown and is currently at AG11


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Sorry, missed that...REDO ROUND 20. That is a shame, it would have been epic! ;-)

Dieredon draws his bow as he stands and fires at G1 currently in melee with the Brambleknight.

LB Favored Enemy ATT: 1d20 + 5 - 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (9) + 5 - 4 + 2 + 1 = 13
LB Favored Enemy DAM: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (4) + 2 = 6


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

Wesh with a burst of speeed moves behind the last guardsmen and getting into posisition to get a flank on him and swing with his morningstar. Wesh says "Just one more good hit and tihs is over".

move Ag10 and then attack with flanking and bless
1d20 + 5 ⇒ (11) + 5 = 16
damage
1d8 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7


I have looked at the most recent map (Round 19) and I have no idea what is the situation. I must admit that I tried to go through the previous posts to reconstruct the movements, but your use of coordinates as abbreviations for opponents made it all the more confusing. I will wait till the combat ends or the map has been policed.

GM:

G1 could not charge as the straight line from his square to the nearest square to Betony ran through occupied squares which count as difficult terrain. I know he missed, but this is just an fyi.


Bjorn:
I thought prone and unconscious characters don't influence movement.

Wesh brings down the last resistant enemy with a well placed swing.

What's the next move? There an escaping xbowman headed East, otherwise only the dying are left.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

If the fleeing crossbowman is still within range of the Long Bow (110') then I will definitely take a pot shot at his back.

LB Fav Enemy ATT: 1d20 + 5 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 5 + 2 + 1 = 10
LB Fav Enemy DAM: 1d8 + 2 ⇒ (8) + 2 = 10

Dieredon misses the sole remaining fleeing foe, and he yells out to the Brambleknight, Betony, can you chase him down?


Eyes following the ranger's shot, Skane curses the elf's bad luck "Tough shot alfur... the Brambleknight will run him down nei..."

A bloodied and tired Skane will then sit upon the nearest body of a foe and light up his pipe...

"Heads of the dead and march the living back to camp sound a plan?" he questions to no-one in particular.


GM:

I just went through the PRD for Charging and find that you are correct, sir. My home GM will be surprised the next time I charge and there is a body in the path. =)


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Maybe we should bind and heal the body of the Leader so that we can interrogate the bastard.


Female Gnome Cavalier 2; Knight of the Shield

The X-bowman had to have withdrawn, so just a double move away. We can charge after and attack if he doesn't surrender.

"We can catch him." The Brambleknight sets off in pursuit.

As they close on him, "Give it up, you can't out run us. You can give up, or be breakfast for my wolf."

If he continues, he will be run down

if needed charge attack:

Thistledown bite attack ->1d20 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (13) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 18
Thistledown bite damage ->1d6 + 1 ⇒ (2) + 1 = 3
Thistledown trip attack on successful hit vs CMD ->1d20 + 2 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (17) + 2 + 2 + 1 = 22

If Thistledown tripped him, he will be at -4 for Betony's attack. If he is tripped, she will give him that last chance to surrender...then axe him if he still struggles.

Betony axe attack ->1d20 + 4 + 2 + 1 ⇒ (8) + 4 + 2 + 1 = 15
Betony axe damage ->1d8 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8


Mulling Dieredon's words, Skane nods slowly as he blows a jet of light smoke;

Perhaps we should stake him out face down first... Nothing loosens a man's tongue more than the threat of the blóð örn nei Bjorn?

Bjorn & Rianna:

blóð örn = blood eagle

The blood eagle was a traditional torture method mentioned in Norse sagas. It was performed by first cutting the ribs of the victim by the spine, breaking the ribs so they then resembled blood-stained wings, and pulling the lungs out. Salt was sprinkled into the wounds.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Excellent! It looks like the Brambleknight has things in order with the runaway. Let's gather together all of those requiring healing and the Leader, after binding him face down per Solomon's instructions, so that Wesh can focus his blessings.

The still severely injured Dieredon asks for assistance in binding and moving the fallen leader clear of the remaining combatants.


As Betony hails the runner, he looks over his shoulder and seems to double his efforts. Alas, Thistledown nips him in the ankle and he falls head over heels. Resigned he raises his hands in surrender.

GM:
Dying rolls. AL81d20 + 1 - 8 ⇒ (20) + 1 - 8 = 13not, AI-1 4rounds,1d20 + 1 - 9 ⇒ (9) + 1 - 9 = 11d20 + 1 - 10 ⇒ (1) + 1 - 10 = -81d20 + 1 - 11 ⇒ (6) + 1 - 11 = -41d20 + 1 - 12 ⇒ (15) + 1 - 12 = 4 , leader 7rounds,1d20 + 1 - 6 ⇒ (12) + 1 - 6 = 71d20 + 1 - 7 ⇒ (4) + 1 - 7 = -21d20 + 1 - 8 ⇒ (8) + 1 - 8 = 11d20 + 1 - 9 ⇒ (8) + 1 - 9 = 01d20 + 1 - 10 ⇒ (12) + 1 - 10 = 31d20 + 1 - 11 ⇒ (9) + 1 - 11 = -11d20 + 1 - 12 ⇒ (11) + 1 - 12 = 0 , AN71d20 + 2 - 4 ⇒ (17) + 2 - 4 = 15not

Okay, combat over. Decide your actions immediate post combat.

As the din of battle finally ceases, you survey your surroundings. You can see the bridge not far ahead of you, dimly lit up by the starry night and a well placed torch. A dirt path is seen just before the bridge and the trail runs into the copse of trees.

A brazier sits close at the apex of the battle, alongside a sturdy wooden bench.

Quick shallow breathing could be heard from the fallen strewn along the dirt path.

Ahead you could see the brambleknight shepherding the runaway crossbowman, hands on his head.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Wesh - Can you please bless those of us that require it with healing prayers? We can gather here, just outside the fire, in the clearing.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

We will of course bring Rianna over as well, as she is unconscious


Wesh, if you wish to channel, please roll. Indicate to whom you're channeling and if anyone wants to make heal checks, to roll and to whom they are rolling for.


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

Wesh asks "where is Ash?" and wants to move everyone over to the bodies. Wesh then says "if you want healing lets us move to the west a little we do not want any more suprises of the bandits getting back up." Wesh then respectuflly moves Rainna body back towards the west a little and wants Bjorn and Dierdron and skane in as well.

Channel every allie except bramblekinght as whe is off and birngs Rianna over.
1d6 ⇒ 6


Skane trudges wearily over to receive his healing from Wesh... and feels completely rejuvinated afterwards.

"My thanks Prestur Wesh, you fought well today... the butterfly can be a nightmare as well as a dream nei?"

The big Northman then shakes out his previously battered limbs and strolls back towards the bodies of the living and dead alike with a dark look in his eyes...


If anyone wants to stabilize the leader, try a heal check.
A quick survey of the fallen reveals an unconscious half-orc axeman, 7 unconscious humans and a deteriorating human leader. Rounding up the gear afterwards..

Loot:
01 medium leather armor
02 medium leather armor(broken)
05 medium hide armor(broken)
01 medium studded leather armor(fine,broken)
02 medium hide armor with armored kilt(broken)
03 medium light crossbows
23 medium bolts
03 medium short swords
05 medium greatclubs
02 medium greataxes
01 small bottle of deep green colored fluid
01 small bottle of murky white colored fluid
01 small bottle of curdlish brownish colored fluid
02 small bottles of bubbly clear fluid
01 medium fine rapier
34gp 432sp 532cp

Next move?


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

@randall does Rianna get up?

Wesh then moves to try to stabilize the leader.

healcheck
1d20 + 7 ⇒ (18) + 7 = 25


Next move? Being realistic there's way too many bandits to escort or carry back (they'd outnumber us for one if we did). Skane will be in favour of executing and taking heads as trophies - if one or two live they can verify the identities of the skull-cups ;)

Skane stands over the bound leader as Wesh tends to him.

"Well brave Prestur - does the bastarður still live?"

Skane brushes his blood sprayed hair back and smiles...

"In that I mean is he up for some polite conversation?"

Beckoning over to his fellow Northman, he draws one of his wicked daggers and bids Wesh move aside;

"Bróðir , öxl konungur rotta lifa á , hótun af blóð örn hans tunga öxl vera lausleiki nei?"

Bjorn:

Bróðir , öxl konungur rotta lifa á , hótun af blóð örn hans tunga öxl vera lausleiki nei? = Brother, should king rat live, by threat of blood eagle his tongue should be loosened no?

Rianna:

Bróðir , öxl konungur rotta lifa á , hótun af blóð örn hans tunga öxl vera lausleiki nei? = Brother öxl king rat prey on , threat with blood eagle his tongue öxl be looseness nah?


Wesh:
She should have gotten up by now. Up to her player to respond...

The leader breathes a little easier after Wesh's efforts although he remains unconscious.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Skane, you asnd Bjorn should try to get out of the leader any information that you can about their operations, and if they have a base of some sorts. Also, see if they have any connection to Deeptown. In the meanwhile, I agree with you, and we should execute the remaining bandits. I do not want them at my back.

Wesh, thank you very much for the blessing, friend.


Female Gnome Cavalier 2; Knight of the Shield

The Bramble Knight brings in their quarry. "Eww..did you hear that Mister Bandit? My friends mean to put down your friends...and maybe even you...unless, of course, you have a means to transport your friends...Do you have a wagon or horses. Now we don't want that right? You want to save your friends right? And save yourself, right?"

Sort of a threat there by the others, but I hope to offer him a chance to avoid this fate.
Diplomacy ->1d20 + 7 ⇒ (12) + 7 = 19


"The..the campsite..follow the path..you may find what you need there.." the man stutters as speaks, gesturing Betony to the copse of trees.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Wesh, I think that with a little more healing, we may be able to take a run at the campsite, especially if Countless can get some numbers out of the Leader.


Thanks to last week's training, I actually had a Saturday off and, wait for it, actually did some face to face gaming! It's not a myth! It's actually real! It does exist. Now I'm back to all of my fellow imaginary friends here and ready to once more forget how to speak english. =P

Rising up to join the others around the godi, Bjorn feels a little better. Looking up at Skane's words, he replies, 'Já, bróðir, við vilja gráta á fegurð af hans orð hvenær hann byrja til syngja fyrir okkur.'

So saying, he joins Skane in helping to convince the bandit leader to share the majesty of his hauntingly beautiful voice for the pleasure of all assembled.

Skane:

Já, bróðir, við vilja gráta á fegurð af hans orð hvenær hann byrja til syngja fyrir okkur = Yes, brother, we will weep at the beauty of his words when he begins to sing for us.

Rianna:

Já, bróðir, við vilja gráta á fegurð af hans orð hvenær hann byrja til syngja fyrir okkur = Yes, brother, accustom wish weep river prettiness with his orð when he begin to sing pay lip service to us


Skane scowls down at the unconcious leader: "We cannot make him sing if he still sleeps... Bróðir can you or Prestur Wesh wake him with magicks?"

He stands stroking his beard in frustration, then gestures towards the Betony and her captive.

"If not, then perhaps the Brambleknight's catch will spill his guts on any foes still left..."


Bjorn looks over to Skane. 'Minn galdur í dag eini af hjálp til sjón, skapa eldur eða bráðabirgða- kjálki af óákveðinn greinir í ensku dýr fleiri öflugur. Öxl ÉG heimsækja náttúran, ÉG geta boða á sinn fund a vera til okkur en ÉG gera ekki hugsa þessi vilja gagn this stykki af skítur.' Shrugging his shoulders, he moves over to the debilitated bard.

'Hvers vegna gera þú réttlátur ljúga there kona? Ef þú vildi rúm a sannur norður, þú verða vera sterkur en þú útlit. Þú ert pínulítill, svo þú verða hafa a mikill andi til jafningi a kona af the fjörður.'

Skane:

Minn galdur í dag eini af hjálp til sjón, skapa eldur eða bráðabirgða- kjálki af óákveðinn greinir í ensku dýr fleiri öflugur. Öxl ÉG heimsækja náttúran, ÉG geta boða á sinn fund a vera til okkur en ÉG gera ekki hugsa þessi vilja gagn this stykki af skítur = My magic today only of aid to sight, creates fire or makes the jaw of an animal more powerful. Should I call upon nature, I can summon a creature to us but I do not think that will avail this piece of shit.

Hvers vegna gera þú réttlátur ljúga there kona? Ef þú vildi rúm a sannur norður, þú verða vera sterkur en þú útlit. Þú ert pínulítill, svo þú verða hafa a mikill andi til jafningi a kona af the fjörður = Why do you just lie there woman? If you would bed a true northman, you must be stronger than you look. You are tiny, so you must have a greater spirit to match a woman of the fjords.

Rianna:

Hvers vegna gera þú réttlátur ljúga there kona? Ef þú vildi rúm a sannur norður, þú verða vera sterkur en þú útlit. Þú ert pínulítill, svo þú verða hafa a mikill andi til jafningi a kona af the fjörður = Why do you righteous lie there woman? Maybe you would bed a true north , you become be strong while you semblance. You art tiny , thus you become á brjósti a vast breath to equal a woman with the lough

Rianna, Skane, GM:

Wow, that last one to Rianna may have got the point across or completely muddied the waters, so to speak. =D


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Wesh, apparently we all definitely need another blessing, if you are able. I am aware that they are not limitless.


Skane shakes his head; "Mine wounds are healed. Perhaps best leave this dog to wake in time?"

He grins at his oar-brothers comments "Ef til vill okkar sígauni stúlka vildi hafa óákveðinn greinir í ensku jörð rúm , en hluti þinn furs bróðir! Har-har-har!

Sheathing his dagger, he then strides away from the unconcious leader towards the Brambleknight and her captive...

Bjorn:

Ef til vill okkar sígauni stúlka vildi hafa óákveðinn greinir í ensku jörð rúm , en hluti þinn furs bróðir! Har-har-har! = Perhaps our gypsy girl would have an earth bed, than share your furs brother! Har-har-har!

Rianna:

Ef til vill okkar sígauni stúlka vildi hafa óákveðinn greinir í ensku jörð rúm , en hluti þinn furs bróðir! Har-har-har! = Perhaps our gypsy difficulties would á brjósti indefinite article into English earth bed , while part thy furs brother! Har-har-har!


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

Wesh being nagged for me healing let out another burst of more energy.

channel
1d6 ⇒ 6

Sczarni

Rianna coughs, spits blood from her mouth and curses in Shoanti. Getting her bearings, she sits up and looks at the crowd gathered around. Rianna stands up, walks over to the guardsman who brought her down and kicks him in the side. "Infestate cu purici câine" Rianna walks over to Welsh and gives him a hug, "Thank you gentle cleric. You have saved my life." Rianna then turns her attention to Bjorn, walking up to the large northman, standing defiantly in front of him, her head not even reaching his shoulders, she looks him in the eye, "Ef ég vildi Barbarian fyrir manninn, gæti ég haft val mitt frá Shoanti ættkvíslir. Ef þú vilt að sofa mér northerner, verður þú að sanna að þú ert meira en bara skepna."

GM:
Varisian = Romanian
infestate cu purici câine = Flea infested dog

Skane & Bjorn:
Ef ég vildi Barbarian fyrir manninn, gæti ég haft val mitt frá Shoanti ættkvíslir. Ef þú vilt að sofa mér northerner, verður þú að sanna að þú ert meira en bara skepna. = If I wanted Barbarian for the man, I could have my choice of Shoanti tribes. If you want to sleep I northerner, you must prove you're more than just a beast.

Oh yeah, you gotta love the double translation. :)


Looking down at the little gypsy and hearing the steel in her voice, Bjorn smiles widely. 'Ef til vill þú gera hafa sumir andi eftir allt saman. Velkominn bak, minn pínulítill kólibrífugl.'

So saying, he grabs Rianna up in a hug fully worthy of his namesake. 'Koma! Láta okkur fá drukkinn á mjöður og öl og þá láta okkur fá drukkinn á einn annar.'

Skane:

Ef til vill þú gera hafa sumir andi eftir allt saman. Velkominn bak, minn pínulítill kólibrífugl. = Maybe you do have some spirit after all. Welcome back, my tiny hummingbird.

Koma! Láta okkur fá drukkinn á mjöður og öl og þá láta okkur fá drukkinn á einn annar. = Come! Let us get drunk on mead and ale and then let us get drunk upon one another.

Rianna:

Ef til vill þú gera hafa sumir andi eftir allt saman. Velkominn bak, minn pínulítill kólibrífugl. = Perhaps you do á brjósti some breath after all. Well-met back, my tiny hummingbird.

Koma! Láta okkur fá drukkinn á mjöður og öl og þá láta okkur fá drukkinn á einn annar. = come Put us get sloshed river mead and malt and then put us get sloshed river single allo-.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Welcome back Rianna. After watching Bjorn embrace her, Dieredon simply rolls his eyes...

Countless, can we get back to the interrogation? We need to make some decisions. We are expected back at an undefended caravan.


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

I am a little foggy on this...is somebody designated as the keeper/tracker of the loot we accumulate?


Skane nods his head in agreeement with the alfur..."Aye. Reckon we squeeze the Brambleknight's captive a little more - see what comes out?"

The big Viking walks up to the trembling bandit; hefting him to his feet:

This... camp site... any more o' you left there? Tell all you know dog for time, like my patience, is short and we have business elsewhere...

He bellows the demand in belligerent Common.

Intimidate: 1d20 + 5 ⇒ (15) + 5 = 20

@Dieredon: Rianna's got a loot sheet attached to her character sheet.


The bandit's eye dart furtively left and right, assessing the situation. You could see him mentally adding up before resignedly saying No...they're all here..

Sense Motive DC10:
You believe he is telling the truth.


Skane scowls at the bandit - trying to see untruths in the man's eyes;

Untrained Sense Motive: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (5) + 0 = 5

"Bah! I am no judge of a man's heart! My own is black with war and past deeds..."

Frustrated he starts towards the campsite, notched axe and battered shield once again in hand. He pauses still scowling, gesturing towards his fellow Northman and barks at him in Skald:

"Björn! Hvenær þú ljúka við dans til hunangssætur orð koma finna mig. ÉG hátta veiði gleðispillir af stríð."

Bjorn:

Björn! Hvenær þú ljúka við dans til hunangssætur orð koma finna mig. ÉG hátta veiði gleðispillir af stríð. = Bjorn/Bear. When you grow tired listening to honeyed words come find me. I go to hunt the spoils of war.

Rianna:

Björn! Hvenær þú ljúka við dans til hunangssætur orð koma finna mig. ÉG hátta veiði gleðispillir af stríð. = bear When you close dance to honeyed orð come find myself. I undress hunting wet blanket with war.
... lol


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

If you are going to investigate the campsite, then I will join you Countless.

Dieredon draws his Elven Curveblade and follows Skane to the bandit campsite. He yells back over his shoulder.

It does not matter who joins us as long as someone stays here to guard the prisoners.


Letting her go, Bjorn pats Rianna on the head. 'Þú öxl dvöl og horfa á þessir dogs. Þú virðast til hugsa þeir öxl dvöl lifandi. Mig, ÉG gera ekki eins og hlutdeild minn fæða með lík of heimskur til vita þeir öxl vera dauður.'

Grabbing up his scythe, Bjorn catches up Skane. 'Skäne Ingvârssonn! Láta okkur blóðugur okkar blað einu sinni fleiri! Í kvöld valkyrie gera líta niður á á okkur ; þeirra augsýn skær með stolt á dauði við uppskera. Gefa lofa fyrir við mega enn verða einherjar!'

Skane:

Þú öxl dvöl og horfa á þessir hundur. Þú virðast til hugsa þeir öxl dvöl lifandi. Mig, ÉG gera ekki eins og hlutdeild minn fæða með lík of heimskur til vita þeir öxl vera dauður. = You should stay and watch these dogs. You seem to think they should stay alive. Me, I do not like sharing my food with corpses too stupid to know they should be dead.

Skäne Ingvârssonn! Láta okkur blóðugur okkar blað einu sinni fleiri! Í kvöld valkyrie gera líta niður á á okkur ; þeirra augsýn skær með stolt á dauði við uppskera. Gefa lofa fyrir við mega enn verða einherjar! = Skane Ingvarssonn! Let us bloody our blades once more! Tonight, valkyrie do look down upon us; their eyes bright with pride at death we reap. Give praise for we may yet become einherjar!

einherjar = "lone warriors" chosen from amongst the dead by the valkyries to be taken to Valhalla where they fight by day only to be resurrected every night and feast till dawn whereupon they repeat the previous day's activities until Ragnarok.

Rianna:

Þú öxl dvöl og horfa á þessir hundur. Þú virðast til hugsa þeir öxl dvöl lifandi. Mig, ÉG gera ekki eins og hlutdeild minn fæða með lík of heimskur til vita þeir öxl vera dauður. = You öxl stay and look at dogs. You seem to think they öxl stay alive. Myself, I do not as though part my give birth to with stiff too stupid to know they öxl be dead.


Skane, Dieredon and Bjorn is going. Formation order please and perception rolls. Any of you bringing a light? It's starlit night dark on the path.


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

Wesh sense the motive to see if the leader is lying and then after that wants to see where Skane Bjorn and dierdron are going.

Wesh says "Rianna watch over the prisoners I am going to make sure they do not get hurt."
sense motive
1d20 + 8 ⇒ (16) + 8 = 24


Male Moon Elf Fighter (Arcane Archer of Kyonin) 3; HP: 28/28; AC:14; Initiative: +3; Passive Perception: 12; Second Wind 0/1 (SR or LR); Action Surge 0/1 (SR or L); Arcane Arrow 1/2 (SR or L)

Hold on a second, Countless. Apparently Wesh is going to join us. Do either of you Northmen have a light source? If not, I have a sunrod that we can use.

Dieredon awaits Wesh, and they file in line two-by-two behind the Northmen.

Wesh, do you have the ability to light our way?

Perception: 1d20 + 7 ⇒ (4) + 7 = 11


Skane's black mood lightens at his fellow Northman's words and he cracks a smile and nods his head in agreement as he walks towards the bandit camp:

"Já minn bróðir. Láta okkur greiðist af viðtakanda okkar varúlfur gylla og efstu svalir guð almáttugur viljugur koma með okkur fleiri rauður hönd dýrð. Ha Einherjar örugglega!"

"Nei Alfur - I have a sunrod...(cracks the sunrod alight and holds it his shield hand)"...we might have need of your curveblade and the Bear's scythe. I shall carry the light. Prestur Wesh do you also wish a sól stafur?"

Perception: 1d20 ⇒ 14

Bjorn:

Já minn bróðir. Láta okkur greiðist af viðtakanda okkar varúlfur gylla og efstu svalir guð almáttugur viljugur koma með okkur fleiri rauður hönd dýrð. Ha Einherjar örugglega! = Aye my brother. Let us collect our were gild and gods willing bring us more red handed glory. Hah! Einherjar indeed!

Rianna:

Já minn bróðir. Láta okkur greiðist af viðtakanda okkar varúlfur gylla og efstu svalir guð almáttugur viljugur koma með okkur fleiri rauður hönd dýrð. Ha Einherjar örugglega! = Yes my brother. Put us with recipient our werewolf oversell and efstu svalir gallery Supreme Being omnipotent willing bring us further rubrical hönd glory. Huh! Einherjar surely!


Female Gnome Cavalier 2; Knight of the Shield

"I will stay with Rianna, but send back word if the camp is clear. I will then hustle back to our camp so we have some presence there as well."

Betony will retrieve 'Nettle' from where she dropped it.

Sczarni

Sense Motive: 1d20 + 0 ⇒ (11) + 0 = 11

Yelling out to the men leaving the battle, "Don't take too long, we wouldn't want you boys getting lost."

Rianna goes through the bandits one-by-one and makes sure that they are all tied tight. "Wouldn't want anyone getting any ideas of running."

"Well Betony, looks like the boys have left us GIRLS to do their dirty work. How about we keep each of these bandits separated by at least 10 feet. Make it harder for them to communicate. Make sure Thistledown keeps a close eye on the ones that are awake. I'm sure he can pick up on movement better than I can."

Rianna begins humming a soft tune and casts a spell, prestidigitation, cleaning her clothes and freshening up. Rianna then glides over to the one bandit that Betony let live. "Care to tell me any more about your little group here? I'm sure we could arrange for some leniency if you talk now. Who's your leader? Do you know who Lucien is? Speak up now, save your skin while you can."


male Human (Varisian) cleric 2

Wesh replies to dierdron "No I do not have an ability to make a light right now."

perception
1d20 + 3 ⇒ (12) + 3 = 15


Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (15) + 6 = 21


"Here Prestur - some light for you" Skane hands Wesh his sun-rod, the stops to retrieve another from his pack.

Quickly cracking the sól stafur alite, he rejoins his fellow guardsmen...

So its the Northmen up front followed by Dieredon and Wesh? If Wesh takes a sun-rod from me, that's a light source in each rank held by the shield bearers - should be ample should we have to split ranks.

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