"We were investigating the disappearance of a woman. We ran into some kobolds of which we took into custody. We left them with the town guard and then next we were called back to find the guard and the kobolds slain. The guard had his brains taken out. Their murderer climbed out of the window when the deed was done. Apparently their murderer might have collected something called the quintessence from the guards brain. Silva gave me this rod down here to detect sources of the quintessence. It's useful to her research, but she asked me only to bring her non living sources."
Meg will fix his hair, looking around the room a little.
"I agree with you, is there someone in town that you can think of? The Lt is out of town apparently inspecting his men to the north and I was going to tell him first but I guess we lucked out and got to talk to you. I did talk with the desk sgt at the barracks today about this as well, not in great detail though."
Zimul shakes his head.
"I don't see any other leads except the tunnels, John, Harley, Thomas and the abandoned mines. I'd like to go back to fully explore the tunnels, but maybe looking for the rest may be more productive. I think River told us all she knew about those Thoon cultists."
Tindertwig's voice comes from the floor in a high shrill and loud voice, Secrets, mees guud at dose!
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sir Leon nods. Yes this was suspected.
he listens to you sugest actions. I'll have my best men make sure the tunnels are safe to enter... I suggest you search the mine you mentioned. The... quintessence... it may bee the key to this mystery. If this cult is interested in the mine then it might be a great source of this liquid. And that means that we are in their way... quickly get over there and investigate. I'll give you some equipment for your trip, courtesy of the emporer.
He leads you to his personal armory, where he has done weapons and armor for you.
The party may choose from the following: a masterwork lt crossbow, mw. longsword, mw. Heavy mace, mw. Lt. Steel shield, mw. Chain mail, mw. Chain shirts, or 200gp of the following potions: cute light wounds, longarm, true strike, or repair light damage.
Each of you picks one of the options
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Zimul takes 2 potions of repair light damage, 2 potions of cure light wounds.
"Thank you. There's a nasty haunt that sill turn you against each other, that seems to be triggered by insufficient light. Make sure everyone goes around with a lit torch. Also the place might not be structurally sound, so be careful." He tells Sir Leon.
"Lets head off to the abandoned mines, then." He tells the party.
Tindertwig yells, Presents!
After trying on everything, the little goblin ends up taking 4 potions of cure light wounds.
Too big, but mees likes the drinks
Zimul picks up Gyro on the way to the mines.
Meg will take potions as well, 2 long arm and 2 true strike.
2 to use and 2 to get the recipe from.
After happily grabbing the potions, the excited little goblin runs out of the building toward Gyro's workshop.
Yelling the whole way there, Gyro! Wees be goins adventures!
"I heard Twigs. Im also just grabbing my kit. Never know what we will face down there... especially after last time"
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it is a day's travel to the mine. the first few hours of the trip are uneventful, however on the 4th hour you come upon a broken wagon. the skeleton of a horse lies on the ground in front of the cart, it has been here for a while.
the forest here is darker than normal. the canopy of the trees block the sun.
"This is omonous... I do not know how things work. But surely a skeleton doesnt just happen over night? " he turns to the group with this question
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Tindertwig stares at the wagon and horse remains as the group approaches.
The little goblin begins to creep around the parameter, searching for tracks of any predator that may have been here.
"I would say either there are some very good predators that picked this clean or it has been here a while? Gyro your a local, is this road well traveled?"
Zimul casts light on his armor. "The sooner we start investigating, the sooner we'll know what really happened."
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Tindertwig excitedly collects all the arrows and brings them to Gyro.
Lotsa neat stuff!
"We have something with lots of teeth people. Probably a carnivore. Keep an eye out."
With that, Zimul heads to the abandoned mine.
Meg will follow him, a few components in hand just in case something decides to come and attack.
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@meg: As you glance around you spot a clean shining blade lieing on the ground near a tree to your left. the blade is sitting out in the open. when checked the blade emits a light aura of magic, but it could not be determined before the attack what it does exactly. the blade is a scimitar.
the trail grows colder the farther you go along. something is wrong. this is far too cold for the time of year. You notice the movement to your left, as the bushes stir. you turn to see a pair of zombies shamble out. behind them is a withered man, his eyes glowing a vile red. He is hunched over, and in some armor that was probably finely made in life. Kill! Murder! Eat them! it says.
order:Zombies, gyro, undead warrior,rest of party
Looks like I beat the warrior and Gyro.
Alitas immediately stumbles backwards away from the undead monsters, "Get away! Stay away! Break these decayed limbs that hold us from our destination. Return them to their rest."
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gyro pulverizes one of the Zombies, turning it's head to paste, seems like this Zombie wasn't as sturdy as you thought.
the Undead Warrior sees Zimul's Holy symbol and Hisses. Preist! Kill him, He is the biggest Threat! the undead being draws his greatsword and charges Zimul.
the blade tears through Zimul's robes, and farther into his flesh.
the blow is devastating, had the Thing swung any harder it would have dropped Zimul then and there.
Tindertwig lifts an arrow to his bow, aims at the undead warrior next to Zimul, and lets fly!
Tht's bees mees friend!
Rippit!
Wees friend!
Meg will whip up a concoction and drink it back quickly, his own muscles buldging and growing just slightly.
Drawing his long sword as he moves up he swings it at the closest zombie.
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Recognize that the zombies are not alive (DC 5?)
roll + ability
Goldoth ignores the fleshy thing clawing at him, instead bring the full bear of his axe down upon the spoopy skellington (which even Goldoth realizes is not a living creature).
Attack Undead Warrior
roll + ability + base + competence
roll + ability + base + competence
roll + ability + competence
roll + ability + competence
Zimul backpedals hastily from the undead warrior vehemence, only for Goldoth to shatter the skeleton to bits with a devastating blow of his axe.
He releases a pulse of holy energy to heal both him and Goldoth.
"The zombies are vulnerable to slashing weapons! Use swords or axes!"
The little goblin takes a look at his bow, shrugs his shoulders, and fires another arrow.
Wees be the bestests!
Rippit!
Meg will step up to the next zombie and swing again
Swinging wide again, Meg looks at his long sword "I was never cut out for this really"
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@zimul: the skeleton was not a skeleton, it had too mush skin to be that, you note that it used to be a wight... that was until Goldoth pulverized it.
the last Zombie goes down, it's broken limbs unable to sustain it's un-life any longer.
you now are safe from the dead, the three un-living things now lie on the ground, their un-life fading away... the Wight's Greatsword glints in the shade, it appears much newer than the rest of the stuff.
Zimul extends his magical senses towards the greatsword.
"The greatsword looks pretty well-made, but let me check it out for curses first."
Tindertwig begins to peer around the room, holding a resisting Dirtbag in front of him.
Dirtbag good finder!, he whispers.
Zimul laughs gently at the goblin. He pats Dirtbag on his cold slimy head. "He might well be, Tindertwig, but how is he going to tell you what he sees. Do you speak toad?"
Tindertwig looks up, smiling at Zimul.
Watcha means? Dirtbag speaking goblin.
Rippit!, comes an affirmation from the smiling toad.