Khayal Bin Haleen |
will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (15) + 4 = 19
will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
will: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
Khayal wakes up from another night without good sleep. He does not say much but irritably packs his kit in silence.
Bartan Harrowborn |
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (15) + 3 = 18
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (18) + 3 = 21
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Bartan sleeps alright for one night, but is starting to look pretty worse-for-wear.
Paige Nightsong |
During her watches Paige roams the countryside as a desert coyote. I could never tell my friends the sick things I've been doing in these dreams. They would think me a monster. Better to stay awake and roam the land...
Yazi |
Partly inspired by silence, partly by curiously, and party due to boredom on one of the nights of their shifts Yazi decides to ask the Paladin some questions. "Have you ever had sex?"
Hajar nar Jundi |
Were we waiting on me to make will saves? I didn't figure they were necessary since its just fatigue and its 3 in a row.
Hajar is very uncomfortable with Yazi's question and excuses himself to keep watch on the other side of the fire.
GM_Pace |
(24-hour rule)
The night passes with uncomfortable silence among the party, some by intent, some merely lost in their thoughts. The desert sky at night is full of stars, the occasional hoot from a desert owl, and the sound of the nearby river.
The next morning marks the 27th day since the adventurers first left human civilization. It is a nearly perfect summer day in the desert, without sandstorm, with only the oppressive heat rising to the blue skies. A few lizards nearby sun themselves on rocks, while desert birds try to finish their morning activities before the heat drives them to shade.
As the party breaks camp, those on watch remain alert.
A tiny blue-and-black bird alights on a nearby cactus and makes for occasional chirps in a morning song. A blue-and-black bird. Tiny, like a finch. Blue. And. Black.
Yazi |
Perception: 1d20 + 17 ⇒ (9) + 17 = 26
Will: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (18) + 3 + 2 = 23
"My what a pretty bird." Yazi muses while pointing her greataxe over at the cactus roost the blue bird is currently occupying. "Why don't you come a little closer so we can hear your beautiful song better..."
Hajar nar Jundi |
Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (13) + 9 = 22
What bird? Hajar asks
Yazi |
"What?" Yazi asks incredulously as she turns to Khayal. "Of course I can talk to birds, I can talk to anyone. Don't mean I can understand them when they talk back though... eh, doesn't really matter, the pretty Calistrian over there is singing such a pretty song for our Paladin."
GM_Pace |
(No, 21 was what you needed, Paige, so you're not charmed. Everybody's rolling high this month.)
The little bird stops singing, then flutters away. After a few minutes, it comes back, in a different direction, and tries again. To the uninformed observer, the bird is just a common part of the desert environment.
The blue-and-black bird is singing slightly different to each person as it turns its' head to stare at each person in turn. Its' charm can only work on one person at a time.
(Anybody see/hear "Peter and the Wolf"? Imagine the bird theme.)
Khayal Bin Haleen |
Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6
Improved Iron Will save: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (19) + 4 = 23
Perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (5) + 6 = 11
Khayal eyes the bird suspiciously, he is hungry but things of beauty should not be killed needlessly. He holds his bow in his hand the quiver of arrows stood up in the sand.
Hajar nar Jundi |
Will: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (18) + 9 = 27
Hajar once again resists the bird's magic, although of course he has no idea its anything besides a bird.
Bartan Harrowborn |
Will: 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Bartan thinks the little birdie is beautiful in a slightly bestiality-type way.
Khayal Bin Haleen |
mwk composite longbow : 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (19) + 11 = 301d8 + 4 ⇒ (2) + 4 = 6 poisoned arrow.
Khayal lets loose a poison arrow.
Yazi |
Will: 1d20 + 3 + 2 ⇒ (15) + 3 + 2 = 20 -_-
Yazi sits about contently as Hajar's paramour sings to the whole group, though she gasps when Paige says to kill her, and then again when Khayal obliges. "What?! No! She just wants Sunshine to return her affection!" she growls at her murderous comrades.
GM_Pace |
Khayal's shot hits the small blue-and-black bird on top of the scrub tree, and the bird falls to the ground, expanding and changing until it is a woman that roughly hit the sandy soil. The blue-skinned woman tossed her hair back as she stared spitefully back at the adventurers, half-healed wounds showing around her scanty clothing. "Nǐ de péngyǒumen dōu còu nǐ de kuàilè, qíshì dì fāngshì." she says, looking up at Hajar from her prone position. "Wǒ xiǎng hé nǐ tán tán - dàn dān."
"Your friends are getting in the way of your pleasure, knight. I would like to talk to you - but alone."
ROUND ONE
Bartan: 1d20 + 4 ⇒ (11) + 4 = 15
Hajar: 1d20 + 1 ⇒ (20) + 1 = 21
Khayal: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (4) + 6 = 10
Yazi: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (6) + 2 = 8
Paige: 1d20 + 2 ⇒ (5) + 2 = 7
Monsters: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (2) + 9 = 11
(Hajar, Bartan, Monsters, Khayal, Yazi, Paige)
(Encounter Map updated.)
The arrow lies unbroken on the sands next to the blue-skinned woman's body.
Hajar nar Jundi |
Speak now. Or leave and do not return, I have no wish to entertain your fiendish plots. Hajar holds his blade at the ready, but does not advance.
Delaying, will charge and smite at the first sign of spellcasting or hostile action
To Bartan Hajar barks The creature is foul and black with evil. Do not be fooled by her appearance.
Khayal Bin Haleen |
perception: 1d20 + 6 ⇒ (11) + 6 = 17
Yazi, your deception is right before your eyes.
Turning to the woman who was moments before a bird.
Surender now, peacefully or we will kill you. Even now poison courses through your veins. Only we can stop it.
GM_Pace |
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The woman gets off of the ground and stands, certain parts of her anatomy bouncing. "Xiànzài hǎole, ràng wǒ gàosù nǐ." she purrs at Hajar. "Yīgè nǚrén biànle yīhuǐ'er hòu, yànjuànle tóngyàng de lǎo tàolù." Tiny jeweled trinkets on her ankles and hanging from her ears make tinkling noises as she sashayed over to the robed paladin. "Sūdān shì qūdòng fēngkuáng; qiúzhǎng huò liǎng gè zhēng shí yīgè xiǎngxiàng de qīngwéi. Shǔyì tōngcháng de zǔzhòu. Yǒu shíhòu nǐ huì juédé jiù xiàng bǎ yīgè xīn de fāngxiàng." The blue-eyed ravenhair reached out, lightly touching Tempest on one side, her unusually clawed fingertips tracing down the blade to Hajar's fists; almost, but not quite, touching him. "Ér nǐ, xiānshēng qíshì, yǒu yīdìng de sùzhì wǒ yào zhǎo de." The woman looked over Hajar's shoulder at the two other men in the group. "Nǐ huì chíxù gèng zhǎng de shíjiān bǐ dāngè huìhuà." She met Hajar's eyes. "Suǒyǐ, nǐ zěnme shuō?" she asked. The ravenhair pointedly ignored the others' exclamations.
"Well now, let me tell you. A woman gets tired of the same old routine after a while. A sultan driven to madness; an emir or two fighting over an imagined slight. The usual curse of plague. Sometimes you feel like taking a new direction. And you, sir knight, have certain qualities I'm looking for. You'll last longer than a single session. So what do you say?"
(Khayal, Yazi, Paige)
Hajar nar Jundi |
Does anyone else besides Hajar even speak celestial?
Hajar levels Tempest and stands tall I am Hajar-nar-Jundi, Servant of the Dawnflower, Abbot Protector of Kelmerane. You foul demon will be banished to the sands with your eyes cursed and blasted.
Hajar is about to smite evil and go full medieval on her ass.
Bartan Harrowborn |
Nope, Bartan has no clue what she's been saying. He's just seen her try to talk to you a bunch of times and you keep attacking her. LOL
Khayal Bin Haleen |
Upon hearing Hajar's words Khayal looses two more arrows.
mwk comp longbow: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (7) + 11 = 181d8 + 4 ⇒ (5) + 4 = 9
mwk comp longbow: 1d20 + 11 ⇒ (6) + 11 = 171d8 + 4 ⇒ (8) + 4 = 12
He then takes a five foot step toward the bird woman.
Hajar nar Jundi |
Hajar isn't interested in talking. She has repeatedly cast spells on him, and is Evil.
Bartan Harrowborn |
I'm starting to become worried that we're really not understanding what we're supposed to do here, and are going to get stuck in an infinite loop....
Hajar nar Jundi |
Beautiful lady casts a spell on Hajar, Hajar detects evil, Hajar asks for the woman to reveal herself, Beautiful lady casts ANOTHER spell on Hajar. Then he goes into Smite Mode. He asked a question before smiting thank you very much.
Paige Nightsong |
I think it's fair for a party to trust the detect evil ability of their paladin. Especially if the monster is forcing us to make will saves. I'm sure GM has many Roleplay-with-hot-blue-monster encounters coming our way. I htink Paige would not take chances here.
If Hajar says she's evil then she is evil. Paige casts AIR GEYSER on the fiend. 2d6 ⇒ (1, 2) = 3 and she's thrown 30 ft into the air, from whence she fall for an additional 3d6 ⇒ (3, 6, 5) = 14 unless she has a trick up her sleeve.