Eseldra had little to say once the discussion she initiated got started. Later into the evening, however, she confesses to Karthas, "It's not Pharasma that worries me. It's always been a fear at the back of my mind that if and when my time should come, that there might be other, harsher powers, ready to waylay and divert my soul from a peaceful rest."
"My main concern, tactically, is in being able to reach those of our party that need healing in time. Though Erastil claimed two of the bandits in this last fight, I am overall a poor shot with the bow. I may improve but my biggest benefit to the party is in channeling Erastil's will into keeping our fighters fighting once the blows have begun falling."
Rani spends most of the evening just watching the interplay between the members of the group. She has spent much time by herself in the wilderness, with her recent trips to the Restov to learn from Father Avery representing most of her adult "socialization". She gets along well with nature...now she's trying hard to learn to interact with other people as well.
Eseldra had little to say once the discussion she initiated got started. Later into the evening, however, she confesses to Karthas, "It's not Pharasma that worries me. It's always been a fear at the back of my mind that if and when my time should come, that there might be other, harsher powers, ready to waylay and divert my soul from a peaceful rest."
"Harsher powers?" Karthas asks, clearly concerned. "Have you made unwise deals to come by your powers, or is there something else?"
Karthas's rumor:
Harther's rumor:
Eseldra's rumor:
Rani's rumor:
Tyr as well keeps to himself, oft times looking deep in thought as he stares at either the flickering fire or off at the stars.
Berenkor has a wonderful evening with his new friends, and gets up to several things (i'll retcon a bit, sorry :) )
Rumour Roll-
After his performances are over, Berenkor inspects the aforementioned 'bulletin', keen to see what requests have been made of the Chartered Six.
At some point to the party, he will mention to them what he knows of Kesten Garess; He is a son of minor nobility, but after a scandal between him and a commoner, his father disowned him and he fled to become a mercenary. I'd imagine he is not keen to talk of it, although I plan to gain his trust and confidence in our visits here.
When the party discuss tactics, Berenkor does cease his charm offensive long enough to briefly join in the discussion- I think the essence of the danger today was simply that Eseldra's spell does not have the luxury of keeping her safe at range; indeed, the spell is most effective against groups of enemies who are not yet engaged in melee, but if a foe is unengaged in melee, an intelligent foe is bound to target our wizard. For my part, I must confess holding back a little in the fight; I saved one of my more powerful spells in case we ran into trouble or a second wave. I could also take a greater part in the melee- my longsword has not yet tasted bandit blood.
Throughout the evening, the stout Gnome gets more and more roaring drunk, singing songs to Cayden Cailean, who it turns out is Berenkor's deity.
Eseldra had little to say once the discussion she initiated got started. Later into the evening, however, she confesses to Karthas, "It's not Pharasma that worries me. It's always been a fear at the back of my mind that if and when my time should come, that there might be other, harsher powers, ready to waylay and divert my soul from a peaceful rest."
"Harsher powers?" Karthas asks, clearly concerned. "Have you made unwise deals to come by your powers, or is there something else?"
Eseldra's eyes flash angrily at Karthas. "NO! That is a foul thing. Do not every suggest such a thing again in my presence!"
Eseldra looks genuinely shocked at the intensity of her own outburst. "Oh my, Karthas, please forgive me. That was totally uncalled for. I...Sometimes you don't have to initiate deals and ties with dark powers, they initiate with you, and its effects can often be felt well down the family tree." She looks about the crowded drinking room, and then reluctantly pulls her leathery tail out of the back of her blouse to show Karthas. If anybody else sees it, she frantically stuffs it back inside her shirt and looks terrified.
Tyr's Rumor:
Berenkor's Rumor:
Eseldra's eyes flash angrily at Karthas. "NO! That is a foul thing. Do not every suggest such a thing again in my presence!"
Eseldra looks genuinely shocked at the intensity of her own outburst. "Oh my, Karthas, please forgive me. That was totally uncalled for. I...Sometimes you don't have to initiate deals and ties with dark powers, they initiate with you, and its effects can often be felt well down the family tree." She looks about the crowded drinking room, and then reluctantly pulls her leathery tail out of the back of her blouse to show Karthas. If anybody else sees it, she frantically stuffs it back inside her shirt and looks terrified.
Appearing surprised at Eseldra's revelation, "There is nothing to forgive. We all have our secrets...or in my case, deeds from the past we are not proud of. Let your actions define you, not the deeds of those who came before you, surely the gods would agree."
Tyr listens to the fireside chatting and the rumors and stories that circulate, but does little to add anything of his own other than pleasantries. As the evening wears on, he bids his good will to others and retires.
Anyone who wishes to look at the bulletin board sees the following postings:
WANTED: TATZLWYRM
Tatzlwyrm's are rare creatures, even though every trapper and his mother claims to have had a run-in. That being said, a tatzlwyrm head would make a great trophy for my trading post main hall. Bring me one intact and I'll give you 600gp in credit for any goods I have here or requisition from Restov.
Signed - Oleg
WANTED: TUSKGUTTER
Signed - Vekkel Benzen
WANTED: MOON RADISHES
Signed - Svetlana
KOBOLDS IN THE HILLS
Oleg also mentions in passing his wife's wedding ring again. He says she'd kill him herself if she knew he'd send the Chartered Six after what she called "a trifle," but Oleg knows how much the loss of the simple ring has upset her. He promises 1000gp in trading post credit if they can find it.
After retiring for the night, the group is awakened an hour or so after dawn by a soft knock and Svetlana's voice calling the (slightly hungover) group to breakfast. After a simple meal of bread, cheese, and several rashers of bacon Svetlana had been saving Oleg asks the party where they are going to begin their exploration.
"I haven't seen moon radishes in ages. Have to keep my eyes open for those...maybe Svetlana will share some of that soup."
Karthas somewhat matter-of-factly states during breakfast, "A hunter told me last night, that the reason that some of the bandits wear the stag amulets is because they belong to a cult that is dedicated to a hideous animal demon that they are trying to summon and release in Brevoy. Personally, I don't believe it...probably just because they all work for this so-called Stag Lord. Any of the rest of you hear anything unusual last night?"
Groaning, Berenkor shakes his head.
By the bloody skill of Zun-Kuthon man, must you talk so loud? As for what I heard last night, I can barely remember my name this morning. Berenkor says groggily, looking the worse for wear. I'll remember it when it matters I guess. So, Eseldra; did you establish if the goods in the crates were Oleg's? I am hoping to commission myself a fine piece of armour, but we will need to divide the spoils before I can guarantee I have the money to pay for it.
I suggest we stay near Oleg's and begin to map the region, maybe start by going east a little and beginning to map the terrain?
Stag amulets? I must have missed that. Are they worth anything?
Groaning, Berenkor shakes his head.
By the bloody skill of Zun-Kuthon man, must you talk so loud? As for what I heard last night, I can barely remember my name this morning. Berenkor says groggily, looking the worse for wear. I'll remember it when it matters I guess. So, Eseldra; did you establish if the goods in the crates were Oleg's? I am hoping to commission myself a fine piece of armour, but we will need to divide the spoils before I can guarantee I have the money to pay for it.
I suggest we stay near Oleg's and begin to map the region, maybe start by going east a little and beginning to map the terrain?
Stag amulets? I must have missed that. Are they worth anything?
Karthas laughs, "What's wrong Berenkor? I thought you worshipers of Cayden could handle your drink a bit better."
Karthas somewhat matter-of-factly states during breakfast, "A hunter told me last night, that the reason that some of the bandits wear the stag amulets is because they belong to a cult that is dedicated to a hideous animal demon that they are trying to summon and release in Brevoy. Personally, I don't believe it...probably just because they all work for this so-called Stag Lord. Any of the rest of you hear anything unusual last night?"
Tyr shakes his head negatively at Karhtas' question. He is not going to be one to spread rumors heard over cup.
"The notices tacked up on the board over there will certainly add enough fun to our task of engaging the bandits here about." He comments.
"Though I for one also like the idea of adding these radishes to our staples. Extra variety in what one eats is always a good thing.
"How transplant-able are these radishes?" He asks Rani casually
Karthas laughs, "What's wrong Berenkor? I thought you worshipers of Cayden could handle your drink a bit better."Groaning, Berenkor shakes his head.
By the bloody skill of Zun-Kuthon man, must you talk so loud? As for what I heard last night, I can barely remember my name this morning. Berenkor says groggily, looking the worse for wear. I'll remember it when it matters I guess. So, Eseldra; did you establish if the goods in the crates were Oleg's? I am hoping to commission myself a fine piece of armour, but we will need to divide the spoils before I can guarantee I have the money to pay for it.
I suggest we stay near Oleg's and begin to map the region, maybe start by going east a little and beginning to map the terrain?
Stag amulets? I must have missed that. Are they worth anything?
Aye, but after the first dozen or so drinks I recall being well ahead of the rest of you...
Eseldra will attempt to appraise the liquor and earrings.
Appraise checks (as needed)
As for coinage, everybody gets 15 gp and 53 sp from the sack of coin we found.
Eseldra will order/buy 75gp worth of scroll components, enough to fashion 6 level 1 scrolls.
Oleg also mentions in passing his wife's wedding ring again. He says she'd kill him herself if she knew he'd send the Chartered Six after what she called "a trifle," but Oleg knows how much the loss of the simple ring has upset her. He promises 1000gp in trading post credit if they can find it.
"I overheard the bandits in the camp say that mites had stolen items from them on a couple of occasions," Harther says to Oleg after he hears the trader's offer. "The bandit woman with the axes - Kestra - said that the mites had stolen Svetlana's ring. One of the bandits that we captured indicated that the mites came from the east. I'll talk to the others and see if we can start our exploration efforts to the southeast."
The party wastes no time heading to the southeast. Dappled sunlight filters through the pines and newly blossomed trees as the party ventures deeper into the trackless wilderness. The going is slow as nettles, ivy, and other dense undergrowth force the party to dismount and lead their mounts as often as they are able to ride.
As the party begins to explore and map in earnest, noting valleys, particularly dense areas of forest, springs and the like, the hours quickly pass and dusk begins to fall.
As the shadows grow under the eaves of the trees and the air grows dimmer as the gloaming approaches, the party comes upon a break in the trees leading to a clearing ahead.
Eseldra will attempt to appraise the liquor and earrings.
Appraise checks (as needed)
1d20+4
1d20+4
1d20+4
1d20+4As for coinage, everybody gets 15 gp and 53 sp from the sack of coin we found.
The earrings are worth 150gp, and the liquor is a potent one made from fangberries. Each of the eight bottles is worth 20gp each. Oleg offers to buy the earrings at full price as a gift for Svetlana and the liquor for 12gp a bottle to add to his stock.
The components, and the chain shirt if you have enough, Berenkor, will arrive at Oleg's in one week. Anyone else is free to requisition an order from Oleg if you'd like.
The party wastes no time heading to the southwest.
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Initiative:1d20 + 2
Seeing the approaching beast's ill intent, Karthas howls and charges the closest beast.
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"Look out. Those things are going to attack!"
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Surprise Round: Harther nocks an arrow to his bow, and fires upon one of the attacking creatures.
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Tyr continues to look at the forest around him. His mind possibly sixing up the heights of different trees.