Would an alchemist fire get this goo off me?
Leik:
Leik:
Leik will smash an alchemist fire on himself to burn the goo.
He will then run away into that alley. He will try to hide behind something. He still has that dust going and hasnt moved the whole 250ft yet so hopefully they cant track him down.
Leik:
Aoo's....you're hit once, for 4 hp damage. Now move.
If you want to run, you have to run in a straight line.
Anyway, double move into that alley. Shouldnt provoke any aoos.
Should be able to get just off screen to the left in that alley. I can do an acrobatics check if there is junk to jump over.
Hopefully now they wont be able to charge and hopefully their speed doesnt allow them to get to me for an attack
Leik:
What you did did provoke attacks of opportunity, and you got hit.
They give chase, throwing daggers as they go. One hits for 3 hp damage.
Oh. I thought it was just when you moved from one threatened square to the other.
Leik will double move now, going straight left on the map and cutting the corner at the end of the alley to the right (up on the map).
Id give my destination square but the map doesnt display quite right on my phone.
-Grabs popcorn-
Meanwhile, back the inn, N´Kai snores contently...
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Leik:
Woah. 10,000 approacheth nigh, anon.
well, i am about to give up. there is little i can do against them.
no matter what i do its 3 AoOs so running and potions are out
Leik yells "Help, help! I'm being attacked!" and goes TOTAL DEFENSE 30 AC. if they hit that then i dont deserve to live
Leik:
i guess i didnt get any AoOs when they moved either:
A. through my threatened squares to surround me
or
B. out of my threatened squares and then around.
One hits, for 8 hp damage.
You're asleep now.
The morning comes at the inn. There's a knock at (whoever shows up to play first's) door.
"Sir, or Madam as the case may be,...." "There is a visitor. Shady looking individual, I wouldn't let him in this repectable place, but....he says you'll definitely want to talk to him."
"All righty. Thanks very much." Rholf says as he closes the door to his room. "Shall we?" Holding out his hand, in a way that makes it plain that he will follow them.
There's a skinny guy in the common room. He's wolfing down a big breakfast. He's got greasy blonde hair and wears an overcoat. He smiles up at (whoever's walking down the stairway) between bites.
He raises his hand to wave and smiles smarmily at you.
I recognise you - or at least your type... Local "business man" with an opportunity, right? Information to sell?
He plugs a big wad of scrambled egg in his mouth.
"Mo. Mo. Moffingike that."
He snickers.
Swallows.
"People I know sent me. They have your....bug."
He laughs;
"Whatever that means. You know, right? Sure.
They say,.....they want their ant back and then you can have your bug back. Said that'd make sense; to you, anyhow."
He starts eating big bunch of pancake.
Wasn't too far off the mark, Aethorduil grunts.
You got the where and when and who we need to contact?
He laughs.
"Of course not."
Starts in on the bacon.
Well then - scuttle back after your breakfast and get us that information while we work on our side of it.
"No. There is no meeting, no names, no 'trade off of prisoners in the old warehouse on lonely way.' You do what they say. They'll do what they said they'd do. One way or the other.
You know everything you need to know."
"Morning everyone" salutes N´Kai as he descends the steps to the common room. He then sees Rholf and Aethor with the guy in overcoat.
"Friend of yours??"
After his companions explain what the skinny man just said, N´Kai is torn on what to do:
"I think we should request an exchange. Surely they don´t expect us to just let go Ant and wait for them to release Leik... These people have shown time and again they are not to be trusted. They may not even have Leik for what we know."
Who are 'these people'? You've had runs in's with the Scarnzi? Or some other organised crime group?
Who are 'these people'? You've had runs in's with the Scarnzi? Or some other organised crime group?
"Not the Scarnzi, but Ant´s close-mouthness resembles the typical "honor-among-thieves" code in most criminal underworlds. And Ant´s wizard ally has shown no respect for the lives of others already. Remember the half-orcs."
Edwin comes down the stairs just as N'Kai mentions Scarnzi. His ears perk up.
"Sorry. Would have been down quicker, but I had the most terrible time with my cravat. It simply would not tie properly." Edwin explains as he gives the newcomer The Look.
"It's amazing what a single night's sleep can achieve." He says to no one in particular. But managing to look particularly smug.
Edwin comes down the stairs just as N'Kai mentions Scarnzi. His ears perk up.
"Sorry. Would have been down quicker, but I had the most terrible time with my cravat. It simply would not tie properly." Edwin explains as he gives the newcomer The Look.
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"It's amazing what a single night's sleep can achieve." He says to no one in particular. But managing to look particularly smug.
He's been down to the docks; same color of mud on his shoes.
He travels around a lot. Rides in wagons or on horseback for long distances a lot.
There's no way to tell "who" he's talked to though. You're not Uri Geller.
"I think we should request an exchange. Surely they don´t expect us to just let go Ant and wait for them to release Leik... These people have shown time and again they are not to be trusted. They may not even have Leik for what we know."
He laughs.
"You.....you don't really want....proof, do you? That's so cliche. Cruel and cliche.
And,....." to Edwin, "your tie looks just snazzy. That's really all the conversation I'll be having with you this fine morning."
he stands up,
"I have to go see a man about a dog." And he starts to leave.
He has a shortsword under his over coat; Edwin can tell that.
His fingers are permanently purple. He's handled poison in the past.
"I was thinking more along the lines of a show of goodwill. One of Leik's antennae delivered to us WOULD have been cliché. And it is good that you know better."
"Goodwill? I'll relate that to somebody for you."
He pulls out a piece of scrit, then writes on it; while speaking "they....would.....like....some....sort...of.....a....show....of....your... good....will.....but.....not......an....antenna.....or....nothing...."
Edwin only grins at the man's response.
"Thank you. You are too kind." He says with a polite little bow.
Whether he is referring to the necktie comment, or his offer to 'deliver the message' you aren't quite certain.
Edwin watches the man leave with a small smirk, making no move to follow him, and holding out an arm to prevent any others from following.
"He's no expert I think, but he knows how to handle a blade, most likely from behind his targets. His fingers are stained. From handling poison no doubt. He travels a lot in wagons, over long distances, and is no friend to good hygiene. However it is most likely that Leik is being held near the docks. As I believe that is where our friend most recently visited. The mud on his shoes is still damp."
He turns to the others. "Please tell me that one of you fine ladies has access to a Detection of Object Spell? Two preferably. One to follow that letter that the gentleman just wrote, and another to zero in on Leik when we get closer. Or more accurately, his cloak."
"We shall have to move swiftly. We are undoubtedly being watched, to prevent exactly what we are about to do. We shall have to locate and subdue any observers, preferably without involving the gendarmes, and before they can pass on warnings to theirs friends. Any questions?" He asks calmly, as if discussing what they should have for breakfast.
"Goodwill? I'll relate that to somebody for you."
He pulls out a piece of scrit, then writes on it; while speaking "they....would.....like....some....sort...of.....a....show....of....your... good....will.....but.....not......an....antenna.....or....nothing...."
N´kai winces at this fellow´s strange behaviour "Whatever works for you, I suppose."
Afterwards, he continues. "Look, tell whoever is in charge we only want to know where this Ant and his partner´s boat took a certain passenger and who was that person. The minute we get that info, your man walks free. What´s it to your organization, assuming you are part of it? Not much I guess."
"Hah. Which brings us back to the subject of 'goodwill.' Is it good will to.....burn a boat? To accost somebody? To haul him in for questioning when he doesn't wish to divulge the private comings and goings of paying passengers whose......criminality, much less identity, has not even been established?
Thumbscrews? Iron maidens? Good will? Good Lord!
Let me make a little observation here;" he straightens a phantom cravatte at his own neck; "I think that any and all possible 'good will' burned to the waterline last night along with a certain boat. You don't get any 'good will.' For you, gentlemen, it's time for leaps of faith."
Rholf watches silently as the little scrag delivers the 'terms', remaining silent even as he leaves. Afterwards, he orders breakfast. He turns to Edwin after doing so, "I have not spent much time in prayer as of yet, this morning. I can pray for a spell that will locate objects."
Larissa comes down the stairs when the man leaves. She appears so quickly you suspect she was waiting for him to go before she made her appearance. She doesn't look like she slept well - her hair's a mess. Wait, no, her eyes are bright, so it's just the hair.
"When did they get Leik? I don't remember seeing him after the scuffle in the street."
She asks for a muffin and picks around at it, ending up with a mound of crumbs that seems far to large for the muffin they started from. Suddenly, just when she stops paying attention to it, the pile basically explodes, covering the table. "Oh, dear. They shouldn't have done that."
She smiles at the supernatural hijinks, her mood lifted a bit, and looks up, "I should have asked last night, but is anyone in need of healing? The day promises to be another adventure, I think."
After the scribe leaves, N´Kai manages to smile while he finishes his breakfast.
"I am starting to think all these guys are either masters of self-dellusion or tragically misinformed. Do they realize it was that wizard that set (on purpose or accidentally) fire to the boat?? But I have to admit they are heavy into client confidentiality."
Later he answers Larissa "I believe our bug-friend probably felt like going for a moonlight stroll and ran into a bad encounter with Ant´s friends."
"I am feeling great, thank you. Although that thug spoiled what promised to be a wonderful day."
"I was so tired last night, that I forgot everyone else's needs for healing as well as my own... Miss Brightfoot is right. Who needs healing?"
After the scribe leaves, N´Kai manages to smile while he finishes his breakfast.
"I am starting to think all these guys are either masters of self-dellusion or tragically misinformed. Do they realize it was that wizard that set (on purpose or accidentally) fire to the boat?? But I have to admit they are heavy into client confidentiality."
Well... there were those fire elementals, was there not?
"There was ONE fire elemental, but the fire started inside the cabin. I noticed because I was standing ON the cabin at the time" ripostes N´Kai, and winks good-naturedly.
heh heh
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TEN THOUSAND!!!!!