DM Zyren's Heart of Journeys (Inactive)

Game Master Zyrenity

how? I was running straight north from D10 to -E10. Besides you jsut described the man in question as still havin his bow out.

I can't check it now but I think you were in D9 in the first place...you're right about the bow though...nevermind, we just go on with one more bandit alive :)

yes, but one horribly injured one and now attalas gets to do his charge and murder that other guy. :D

Kosti closes in on the enemies F12 and cas Magic Missile once more -F4 2d4 + 2 ⇒ (2, 2) + 2 = 6.

Drawing his dogslicer, Mobo closes the gap with his foe (-B -2) and tries to cut him down.

Dogslicer 1d20 + 3 ⇒ (6) + 3 = 9
Damage 1d4 ⇒ 4

Mobo's dogslicer swooshes through the air but misses the man's shin, who steps back and changes his weapon - a maneuvre the other bowmen copy...

Battle Mat

R3
Attalas continues hacking away...
Whichever of the two is still up on my turn!
Attack 1d20 + 12 ⇒ (11) + 12 = 23
Damage 3d6 + 12 ⇒ (1, 3, 1) + 12 = 17

RD3

Kosti (resolved)
Bad Guys (resolved)
Mobo (resolved)
Goblins (resolved)
Ragnvald
Attalas (booked)
Nymeria
Bugbears

Jez goes and sulks in the corner because DMZZ does not want her in the battle.

Ragnvald continues singing even as he moves over to slaughter another foe.

5ft shift to -E8
Chop chop!

1d20 + 8 ⇒ (17) + 8 = 25 Attack
2d6 + 7 ⇒ (6, 4) + 7 = 17 Damage

Jez, when she is added to the Init somewhere after the Bugbears, shifts over to -E3 and attempts to educate -F2 in the error of his ways.

Move to -E3
Attack -F2: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (18) + 9 + 1 = 28
Damage: 2d4 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (4, 3) + 7 + 1 = 15

Crit confirm: 1d20 + 9 + 1 ⇒ (3) + 9 + 1 = 13
Damage: 2d4 + 7 + 1 ⇒ (4, 4) + 7 + 1 = 16

If that took him down Jez throws her head back and cackles with glee as her sword severs several parts of the elf's body which are usually considered critical for life.
Gory Finish-Dazzling Display: 1d20 + 9 ⇒ (11) + 9 = 20

Bah lol, each day I make a mental note: When you next post initiative remember Jez...*_*

As two more bandits fall to your sword and the lunatic character of your party becomes more and more visible, the remaining bandits decide to flee, throwing their packs and weapons away, they try to run away eastwards...

Pursue or let go?

Who you calling a lunatic? Jez looks suspiciously at the elf and half-elf.

As two more bandits fall to your sword and the lunatic character of your party becomes more and more visible, the remaining bandits decide to flee, throwing their packs and weapons away, they try to run away eastwards...

Pursue or let go?

That decision, as usual, is up to the lunatics...

I prefer the term berserker thank you very much.

"Flee cowards! FLEE!" Ragnvalds laughter and singing dies away as he takes a few refreshin breaths finally deeming to pay attention to the arrow in his gut. Wrenching it free with a pained grunt he looks about like a warlord gazing over the carnage. "What are our losses?"

The bugbear next to you grunts

No losses, boss...only goblins dead, so no losses.

Then he begins to pick up bows and arrows and looks at you again

How we divide spoils of war?

Ragnvald frowns and speaks with the wisdom of one used to command. "Any hand that holds a blade and fights for us is a loss no matter what the hand is attached to." His piece said Ragnvald starts barking orders as he wipes the still cooling blood from his blade and sheathes it behind him. "Mobo! Have your goblins gather their dead! We'll pick through the spoils and decide how it goes! Food and rations are split evenly! Boots and clothes to those who need them! Trophies to those who desire them! Weapons and loot to be gathered together and split when these tasks are done!"

Then as the rest go about their business he walks purposely towards Kosti and slaps a hand on hi shoulder hard. Though it no doubt hurts Ragnvald wears a smile that is not altogether unfriendly though slightly marred by the mans fierce features and wild eyes. "Looks as if you get to keep your life for a while yet yes? In the future might I suggest a more honorable employer?"

Are the goblins dead? Or would a channel energy bring some of them back?

Jez looks over at Ragnvald: Perhaps you can save some of the goblins. We can never have enough frontline troops in a large battle.

That's really up to Zyren really whether he auto deaths npc's if they go below zero or not.

Indeed, that could bring some of thge nasty guys back to life...hadn't expected such a thing from you^^

The bugbear grunts his approval and starts piling on bows, armour, packs etc.

Ragnvald's not evil. Just horribly horribly violent.

Attalas seems satisfied with the carnage, and helps drag the dead in a pile.

"What was the pay you were owed?" he enquires of the Bugbear.

The bugbear looks up and stops chewing on a human hand

Uhh...gold...elf didn't say how much though. Maybe lots? obviously your new lieutenants are not the smartest monsters out there...

"Ungh" Attalas grunts thoughtfully, "Ragnvald will sort out the spoils then, think he's done lots of splitting shares stuff before. I just kill and eat things normally. Especially Mayors, they can't be trusted, never give one of the black hearted bastards a chance"

Mayors good. the bugbear grunts his approval and somehow you feel like you can believe him that he has tasted mayor before...

Mobo walks amongst the wounded, arms folded behind his back, surveying the lot. "You do good, you Captain now..." "You not so much... too much bleeding. Demoted to Captain..." "You there! Good fight. Mobo make you Captain..."

Jez watches as Mobo organizes his troops and turns them all into captains. She turns to Attalas: Does a troop of goblins with no captain, and a troop of goblins with only captains opperate any different?

The goblins - who have all been resurrected by Ragnvald - (one still has an arrow poking out of his forehead) beam at their new chieftain. As he promotes them all to captains, they exchange some quizzical looks, but no one dares to question the wisdom of their leader.

Me captain too? Maybe captain of archers? the arrow bearer asks.

Does a troop of goblins with no captain, and a troop of goblins with only captains opperate any different?

"Dunno, could be a Goblin thing... or maybe a Bugbear thing. Not an Ogre thing." He looks just as confused as Jez.

"Lets get the loots splitted and then we need to get moving, they will soon be stirred up when their smashed patrol returns"

And some channel energies...

1d3 ⇒ 2 1
1d3 ⇒ 1 2
1d3 ⇒ 2 3

After the loot is gathered, you have a pile consisting of the following:

2 long swords
7 short swords
1 mwk mace
8 composite shortbows
201 arrows
32 rations
71 gold pieces
1212 silver pieces

Right so: who wants what in our group?

Ooh - shinys - I say we split 500 or so silver among the bugbears and the goblins.

How many goblins and how many bugbears do we have worshipping King Mobo at this point?

7 and 2!

I say 10 silver for each goblin captain and 20 for each bugbear.

lol 1:2 the bugbears won't like that^^

Split 1012 silver among them. That's like 9.2 gold apiece. Then let them get weapons. MW mace goes to one of the party though. Can someone take care of the loot I've got 11 windows of stuff open right now all game related to something or another.

Attalas takes the money and calls the small army to the piles.

"I got yer money payments here. Each Captain gets 10 silvers, thats one for each finger, and the Bugbears gets 20, thats one for each finger and each toe. Ya can also have all the bows, arrows, and swords... and the rations too. Any questions before I goes on?"

The bugbears nod and begin to pack the weapons in their rucksacks. You good boss, ogre boss always good, bis muscles, big brain.

The goblins also seem satisfied as they xollect the arrows and again and again count their newly acquired riches.

That works too. but..

Ragnvald shakes his head. "Split rations equally among all. A warband can afford everyone being full or everyone being starving. But not a few healthy and a few starved."

Mobo beams at the troupe and his comrades, evidently pleased with the haul.

Time to venture into the gorge?

That would be a gorgeous idea. Are our new captains going to lead us into battle?

Is someone keeping track of the loot - what we got and how much was paid to the gobugbearlins.

Kosti will follow the now very unsavory gang into the gorge, yet much more hesistantly than ever.

"Down into the gorge below,
Where I tread, goblins follow,
Ogre shouts, bugbear bellow,
Elf coming? Or she yellow?"

Dogslicer brandished, Mobo scurries up to perch on the mighty shoulders of Attalas.

Kosti will follow the now very unsavory gang into the gorge, yet much more hesistantly than ever.

Join us~~ Joooiiinn us~ Joooiiiinnnn us~

Mustering the stragglers Ragnvald heads into the gorge with the rest.

Attalas marches on, satisfied with the mornings outcome.

The goblins rush after Mobo and Attalas but prefer to stay out of reach of the bugbears...

To the sides of the gorge, walls of stone rise up to a height of 50 feet. Only very few light falls through the gap and you mostly wander in a strange twilight.

An hour and then another one and one more passes until you reach a crossing. A crude sign written in Goblin points to the east (Death) and to the west (Danger).

Ragnvald smiles. "Good to see honest signs for once."

Jez laughs: Well should we show them real death? Or real danger? First?