Silently, Kalev heads into the darkness, his trusty polearm in hand and his ears and eyes focusing on the slightest noise or glint.
Stealth: 1d20 + 10 ⇒ (10) + 10 = 20
Knowledge Nature: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (19) + 9 = 28
Perception: 1d20 + 15 ⇒ (13) + 15 = 28
Kalev looked around at the abandoned city, his face marked with lines of anger and sorrow. Especially the sight of the centaur hides seemed to fill him with an inner rage, controlled but ready to flare at any moment's notice.
We should definitely press ahead, the darkness doesn't hinder me, nor am I yet tired. I just hope that Maegar's people didn't call this down on themselves. I will go ahead, unless the group think it unwise. I'm not afraid and can move with nary a noise.
At Ricter's question, Kalev stopped laughing long enough for a reply, No, my friend, I do not hunger for more battle, at least not this side of a good night's rest and some food and drink...I'm merely happy to be alive.
After Malthir's speech, when the Statkari are considering their next move, Kalev turns more serious. It would be wise to make sure that this isn't just a distraction. Within and around our borders are enough enemies to last a life-time. May I suggest that we send out riders or use other means to make sure than another army isn't marching upon us?
How much healing, Malthir?
Loyalty Check: 1d20 + 68 ⇒ (12) + 68 = 80
Kalev stood, covered in blood from a score of wounds and the dust of pulverized bones, still grasping Cleft in hand, though he was tired beyond anything he'd previously experienced.
He looked around, smiling weakly to his comrades-in-arms.
Was that all...? he said, bursting into laughter.
Suddenly free of the grasping vines and roots, Kalev swings his bardiche in powerful arches, clearing a path towards the nearest giant and attacking it.
Basically clearing the square immediately to the west with one or two attacks and then attacking zombie 1. Let me know how many of my three attacks it takes to clear the path and bear in mind that I've been using all my AoOs to basically thin out skeletons every round.
Kalev attacks without mercy, chopping into the nearest zombie with the strenght of several men, calling on his knowledge of anatomy.
Attack with Ranger's Focus: 1d20 + 21 ⇒ (6) + 21 = 27
Attack with Ranger's Focus: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (10) + 19 = 29
Attack with Ranger's Focus: 1d20 + 14 ⇒ (1) + 14 = 15
HP: 58/62, Ranger's Focus 2/3
Ref Save Vs. Entangle: 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (16) + 12 = 28
Do you want me to roll four attacks of opportunity against the mass of skeletons coming each round, or should we just assume that with +18 to hit and a minimum damage of 19, I destroy a handful to a dozen?
My turn if you have to wait more than an hour:
Kalev figured he'd be better off being on the ground, so charged in, landing in front of the giant already engaged by Malthir and Ricter*, Cleft coming in just a split second later.
Attack: 1d20 + 19 ⇒ (11) + 19 = 30
*If it is already down, adjust to suit
The plan sounds good. But once we join the fray, should we focus on one giant, or take on one each? I know both Malthir, Ricter and I have ways to fight one opponent each, on the other hand, taking out one of them fast will limit their ability to damage us...
Kalev casts Lead Blades (duration 7 minutes) and Longstrider (duration 7 hours) when the undead are about 5 rounds away.
Overhearing this exchange, Kalev turns to the most senior of his men, who are all trained with bows.
Assist the Hellknights in whatever tasks seem tactical wise, but should a fall back be necessary try to provide cover for those engaging the main host of the enemies, so they may better disengage. And while a single arrow probably will prove of little use against these undead, a full flight of arrows should bring them down, so focus your fire as much as possible.
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I see it now...but over the weekend, there were no threads under the campaign view thingy...oh well, the Interwebz work in mysterious ways...
Also, Happy Birthday!
Also, Happy Birthday!
I can set my men to making blockades, but we'll have to deal with the giants as already mentioned. In addition, won't one of us flying overhead be a prime target for a magical attack by who or whatever is commanding that army?
Kalev looks worried at Ricter, as he explains the assassination attempt and is healed by Malthir.
Did you say this creature just arrived to the castle now? If so, we may be able to track it and see whence it came. If it is not an independent creature but acting in concert with others, we might be able to remove the threat of future attacks from this source.
In the Meeting:
When Ricter suggested cutting down the Greenbelt, Kalev, normally very quiet during these meetings, spoke in a calm, yet hard voice that made it perfectly clear that as far as he went, this was not up to debate. "We are not cutting down the forest."
Kalev and his men have more or less settled in, at least part time, in Tatzlford, as it makes patrolling the area easier. When in town, they live in a small house at the outskirts of the town and close to the eaves of the forest, so that they can come and go unnoticed.
Kalev has started spending a good deal of time with some of the locals, enjoying the more rural temperament.
Besides patrolling the Narlmarches and getting to know the large wilderness better, they act as de facto sheriffs in the small community.
Having only brought his dagger, and being clad in a light leather vest and padded tunic, Kalev had no problems handing over his weapon.
My good Ric...hard, didn't I tell you to leave the arms back at the inn? he says to Ricter, catching himself before blurting out his name.
We'll wait here for your return...but don't dally!
Animal lusts? Kalev says, raising his head from his mug of ale. Sounds like my kind of party...
With that, he drains the mug and gets up, remarkable sober considering the empty mugs standing in front of him.
During the tour of the town, Kalev admires the rural community that has sprung up in the middle of the forest, seemingly a much quieter place than Swordhaven. He also noticed the large presense of half-orcs and felt a strange longing in his chest. Whether it was the place or because he desired for a like-minded soul, he wasn't sure.
Later, at the inn, Kalev had excused himself and joined the largest group of his kin present, speaking openly, if not in great volume, with all those at the table.
At the completion of Malthir's speech, Kalev is one of the first to stand with his mug of ale raised. Hear, hear, brother! his booming voice calls out.
I don't envy you your administrative duties, my friend, Kalev says with a smile at Malthir's sigh.
Turning to the whole group, Kalev says We should be careful in taking sides in a conflict between Brevoy and Pitax. We could easily become embroiled in matters we don't want or can't handle. But if any refugees come to Kardas, we should take them in. Kardas was, after all, founded as a place for all who sought a better place. I'll head west and keep an eye on the borders. Expect reports every couple of weeks.
Kalev remain seated in case there is any further matters to attend to.
When the meeting is done, he will prepare his equipment and men, bringing supplies and the gear necessary to make a few semi-permanent camps. The group will start by visiting Red-Eyes and ask for assistance.
An expedition into the lands west of the Greenbelt might be a good idea, even if we have no plans of expanding there yet, says Kalev, and several of you get the felling that he is as much lusting to travel again as he is concerned about what lies on yonder side of the forest.
Sitting in consultation with the other Statkari, Kalev expresses concern about the recent events. I and my men will patrol the western reaches of Kardas, if my fellow lords agree. We will make sure that no small bands of raiders target our people without our knowledge. Red-Eye and his tribe should be able to assist us as well. What say you?
While on the island, Kalev tries to be of use.
Survival on the island: 1d20 + 16 ⇒ (2) + 16 = 18
Regarding the idea of a mercenary guild, Kalev is in favor of discussing it some more.
Sorry for the really low level of activity. I'm just a little burned out, work-wise as well as otherwise, right now.
I can give at least partial protection to three of us from their attacks. My magic is limited though, so it won't last long.
2 Resist Energy gives Resistance 10 for 40 minutes, and 1 Protection from Energy gives Immunity to the first 48 points of damage
Congrats on the baby Tanner! Also, sorry for my absense. Besides being busy, Paizo boards have been acting up, not showing that there were new posts and stuff.
Kalev has remained fairly silent throughout most of the meeting after giving his report on his and Kressle's findings regarding Kargadd and the Words.
At the talk of establishing ferry towns and charging a toll, Kalev speaks up. Excuse my lack of understanding in the ways of trade, but even if we provided the ferry service free of charge, wouldn't the traffic through our kingdom generate a lot of profit. Merchants buying provisions, lodging at our inns, etc.?
I'm sorry, I had completely forgotten, good friend, Kalev says, placing a big hand on Kip's shoulder. We will have a feast upon returning to Swordhaven, but for now, Kalev turns and calls to the barkeep, Good man, bring my friend anything he fancies.
Kalev ordered some fine ale and duck, leaning back in his chair to relax for a bit. After a minute or two of silence, he yawned, a mixture of boredom and fatigue. I wonder what Mal and the others are up to? Probably out fighting brigands or worse...
The was a clear note suggesting Kalev wanted to be out there with them, if it was the case.
Kip Bendybrook wrote:
Leaning in and speaking in a more hushed tone, though he knows the effort would prove fruitless if he was correct, he adds, Mind what you say dear friend, I would wager there are more discreet ears listening and eyes watching than one would expect... or can see with the naked eye!
Kalev whispers back, That would be prudent. Let us share stories from the road and leave the affairs of rulership behind for a few hours.
Kip Bendybrook wrote:
Seeing Kip's expression, Kalev gentle pats him on the shoulder when they are a little away from the mansion. I share your concern, but there is nothing we can do, unless we wich to bring the anger of the Swordlords upon us. I'm not sure that will bode well for our friend. And Cas is a clever and able man. I'm sure Erastil will guide him.
Kip Bendybrook wrote:
To the guard, Kalev says, Yes, my good man, tell him to look for us there, and if he doesn't find us, back at our inn. He then made a warriors' salute before turning to his smaller companion. Yes, lead the way. I starve already, and could use a cold drink.
Captain, is there a place we may wait for our companion, Lord Casimir? If not, can you recommend an establishment nearby where we may have some food and wine? Kalev asks, trying not to let on that he dislikes being told where he can and can't go.